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asdfghjklmals · 9 months

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BABY MOON✩༶‧˚

GENRE + T/W: sfw, fluff. body insecurities. suggestive comments. WORD COUNT: 4.4k words. TAGS: satoru gojo x fem!oc, dadtobe!gojo, pregnant!oc, lovesick!gojo, established couple.

SYNOPSIS: oc gojo girlfriend's brother surprises her and satoru with a trip to mexico so they can spend time together before baby gojo arrives. (this fic happens in the middle of ‘milestones’, click to read here) AUTHOR'S NOTE: i did some research on puerto vallarta and i'm on my reggaeton kick lately lol did y’all catch the bleach inspiration about the sun? *cries* i love isshin and masaki. ugh. i'm obsessed with how in love oc gojo girlfriend and satoru are in this fic. REMINDER: if you want to imagine yourself in oc gojo girlfriend's character descriptions instead, please do!

“so what exactly does a couple even do on a baby moon?” satoru asked as he buttoned his dress shirt in the mirror, leaving four unbuttoned to expose his toned chest.

he wore a champagne silk button up with sleeves cuffed halfway up his forearm. tan cargo shorts decorated his long legs. his frosty white hair brushing the tip of his eyelashes, bright blue eyes dressed with gold sunglasses. he had just finished unpacking your luggage.

you laid on your side in the large hotel villa bed, tired from the long flight from japan to mexico. your flowy white maxi sundress splayed out on the linen sheets. your hair was put up in a bun. a bright yellow flower tucked behind your ear, given to you by the villa concierge upon checking in.

“according to google, couples go on baby moons to spend quality time together before the baby arrives.” you explained, “—once baby gojo arrives, all my attention will probably be on them.”

satoru turned to face you and frowned, “not even a little attention for good ol' satoru gojo?” he leaned onto the bed, hovering over you, encasing you between his strong arms.

you looked at him and caressed his cheek with the palm of your hand, “nope. you did this to yourself when you got me pregnant, sweetheart.” you sneered at him, knowing it wasn’t entirely his fault.

“i’m jealous.” he said while frowning, “—you hear that, baby gojo? you’re stealing all my lovin’.” he leaned down to loudly say to your stomach, his cheek pressed right against your 7 month pregnant belly. you laughed as you felt baby gojo shift away in your womb in reply to satoru’s comment.

“it was nice of your brother to pay for this vacation for us.” satoru mentioned as he laid beside you. his head was aligned right next to your belly. he liked to think that baby gojo enjoyed listening to him talk to you, so he always laid his head next to your belly in hopes that his unborn child could recognize his voice.

your brother, touya, had surprised you and satoru with an all-expenses-paid trip to puerto vallarta, mexico. touya said it would be a ‘nice, romantic’ getaway for the two of you. however, your vacation got off to a rough start as you experienced nausea throughout the flight. it was a 15 hour flight to get here, and you did not bring enough sour candy or gingersnaps to last for the entire flight. you spent a majority of the flight trying to sleep instead.

“i’ll have to thank him again. should we send him a picture?” you suggested. satoru pulled out his phone and snapped a very unflattering picture of you to send to your brother.

“done.” he reported.

“—i meant a decent looking picture of the both of us.” you glared at him. he ignored you and continued to send his text message to touya. throughout the years that you and satoru have been together, satoru gained a brother figure in touya. being an only child was lonely for satoru, so he made an effort to have a close bond with touya.

[6:17pm] satoru gojo sent an image

[6:17pm] satoru: your sister is having a great time lol she was sick during the entire flight so we're resting before dinner 😅

[6:18pm] touya (l/n) laughed at an image

[6:18pm] touya: glad to see she’s having fun 🙄 lol

[6:19pm] satoru: thanks again for the vacation bro. 👊🏼 (y/n) really needed that.

[6:19pm] touya: anytime. have fun and be safe. i guess it’s too late for me to tell you two to use protection 😂

[6:20pm] satoru gojo laughed at a message

and satoru was definitely not going to tell you about that text.

“should we go through the ‘what to expect’ app before dinner?” he suggested. it was his favorite thing to do with you since you got pregnant. he wanted to know everything about your pregnancy and how baby gojo was developing. you appreciated how involved satoru was throughout your entire pregnancy. you couldn't ask for a better partner or a better father for baby gojo.

you pat your hand around the bed to find your phone, opening up the app to read out loud, “at 27 weeks, baby gojo is the size of a head of lettuce, is about two pounds and more than a foot long. this is the end of the second trimester.”

your doctor had told you not to travel internationally past 28 weeks, so you and satoru planned this baby moon right before the start of your third trimester.

“your voice is music to baby gojo’s ears.” you continued reading.

satoru grumbled, “—same for me. except when you’re yelling at me.”

you glared at satoru as he smirked at you innocently. ignoring him, you continued to read, “don’t be surprised if you feel little jumps in your belly, your little one might have the case of hiccups.” your heart melted at the thought, “—that is so cute.”

satoru took your phone from you and read the recap for week 27, “at a glance, your baby can hear you, baby has hiccups, and they will be developing muscle tone from being active.”

“baby gojo is a little gymnast in there.” you said to satoru. you wondered if your baby got their habit of being unable to sit still from their father. baby gojo was always active at night too. whenever the students wanted to feel baby gojo kick during the day, they were always sleeping.

“your baby may recognize both you and your partner’s voices by now. so this may be a good time to read or sing to your baby—or tummy.” satoru looked at you with excitement, “—i told you baby gojo recognizes my voice. should i start singing to them too?”

you laughed, “since you’re not that bad of a singer… go ahead. sing me a song, mr. gojo.”

one of your favorite memories with satoru throughout all your years of knowing the insufferable man was the day you went on your very first mission with him. you weren't even dating at the time, but the memory meant so much to you. you shared your earphones with him during the subway ride to chiba and showed him all your favorite old school songs that you and your late father loved. (read 'sleeping with the enemy' here)

“i’ve got sunshineeee, on a cloudy day. when it’s cold outsiiiiide, i’ve got the month of may. i’d. guess. you’d. say. what. can. make. me. feel. this. way. my giiiirl. talkin’ ‘bout my girl.” (a/n: click here to listen to the exact line and song satoru's singing if you don't know it, i time stamped it for you!)

you laughed and smiled in adoration at the man who just serenaded you and your pregnant belly. of course he’d choose the temptations for this occasion. baby gojo started kicking.

you leaned over to ask your belly, “did you like daddy’s singing?”

“did they kick?” satoru asked as he leaned forward to talk to your belly, “kick once for no, kick twice for yes.”

after waiting for a moment, you felt one kick, “sorry, you have a tough crowd, babe. it was one kick.” you reported back to the eager satoru.

“back to the app,” he said, ignoring you, offended that his baby didn’t appreciate his singing, “it says nearly 3 in 4 women experience swelling of the hands, feet, and ankles. so avoid sitting and standing for long periods. go on walks or try swimming.”

“we can try out the pool tomorrow.” you said. satoru’s attention still on the app.

“it says you should eat lots of salmon. it’s supposedly good for you and the baby.” satoru reported.

you started laughing, “okay, toge inumaki. let’s go get some dinner.”

the next day

“babe?” you called out to satoru, “can you help me tie my swimsuit?”

you frowned as you looked at yourself in the mirror. your body was unrecognizable to you. you couldn’t fit into any of your clothes. you didn’t feel like yourself as your body started to grow, and you were only going to get bigger and bigger thanks to your still growing baby inside of you.

satoru waltzed into the bathroom smelling like sunscreen. he was already in his tropical floral swimming shorts, shirtless, with a towel draped over his shoulder. why did he have to look like a chiseled greek god next to you? you felt like humpty dumpty next to him. he walked behind you to grab the loose bikini strings from your fingers, tying a secure knot for you. he snickered to himself because he wouldn’t care if they came undone, but he knew you would.

you turned away from him.

“what’s wrong, sweetheart? you’re usually the first one in the pool.” satoru asked as he followed your gaze in the mirror. he saw that you were examining yourself.

“i—just don’t really feel confident in my body right now...” you admitted in a quiet voice. the statement shattered his heart.

“you’re kidding me.” satoru scoffed, “—babe, you’re literally growing our perfect baby inside of you. you are the most beautiful thing i’ve ever laid my six eyes on.”

“maybe it’s the bikini. i should’ve opted for a one piece now that i’m pregnant.” you frowned as you looked down to run your fingers along the ruffles of your white two-piece swimsuit, your belly hanging out in the open in all its glory.

satoru made a face, “i hope baby gojo kicks you for saying that.”

and to your surprise, you felt an extra strong kick. it was like baby gojo heard him. satoru and your baby were ganging up on you already and baby gojo wasn’t even born yet.

satoru hugged you from behind. his strong arms making you feel safe. he always knew what to say to make you feel better again. he kissed your temple as you sighed.

“come on, let’s go for a swim.” he grabbed your hand to lead you to the pool right outside the private villa. he placed a pair of his black circular sunglasses on your face. he smeared sunscreen on your cheeks and traced a sunscreen shaped heart on your belly before helping you rub it in. a sloppy application from satoru, but you appreciated the sweet gesture. you massaged sunscreen on your arms as satoru helped you apply to your legs.

satoru watched you like a hawk as you stepped into the pool, afraid of you slipping while pregnant. you slowly walked deeper into the pool, the cool water rose to cover your belly and chest. after making sure you were okay, satoru ran to the opposite side of the pool and cannon-balled in, splashing water all over you. you giggled as you watched the white haired sorcerer swim towards you in the beautiful, clear water.

satoru popped out of the glistening water as if he was the little mermaid, throwing his snow-white hair back, shaking his head side to side so the water would fling off. he swam towards you. you reached for his shoulders as he pulled you closer, positioning your legs around his waist so he could take you further into the deep end. you wrapped your arms loosely around his broad shoulders as he held you by your thighs.

“you feeling better?” he asked as he booped your adorable button nose.

“a little—” you said as you wrinkled your nose. you traced your soft fingers along satoru's chest before asking him a question you were nervous to ask. “satoru—will you still love me if i don’t go back to how i looked like before i got pregnant?”

stunned at your ridiculous question, satoru asked, “what kind of question is that? of course i’ll still love you, babe. i’d even love you if you were still pregnant with the raging pregnancy hormones forever.”

you splashed water onto him, glaring through his sunglasses that were resting on your cheek and nose bridge, “you’re only saying that because my libido is higher than usual.”

“i'm just saying... a man will never complain about that.” satoru chuckled as he sarcastically spoke for all the men in the world.

“—then would you still love me if i was a worm?”

“that’s pushing it.” satoru bantered back. you splashed him with water again before resting your head on his chest. he floated with you in his arms for a moment, soaking up the sunshine. you felt butterflies fluttering in your stomach along with your growing baby twisting and turning inside of you. your heart taking in the pure bliss you were experiencing just by being here in satoru’s arms. you wondered how satoru felt right now.

after spending about an hour wading in the pool with satoru, you looked over to see two hotel employees bringing out a tray of food.

“pardon our interruption señor gojo and señorita (l/n), we brought a late breakfast for you two to enjoy. this was requested from señor (l/n) early this morning.”

“gracias!” you thanked the hotel employee with the most basic spanish you learned while sitting on the 15 hour plane ride. satoru laughed at your enthusiasm. he admired how you always wanted to be courteous to others.

“are you and baby gojo hungry?” he asked as he started swimming towards the shallow end again. you nodded as you clung to him, planting a sweet kiss on the crook of his neck and shoulder. satoru got out of the pool first so he could help you out. he grabbed the towels sitting on the cabana chairs to dry you both off, wrapping the towel around your waist.

“wow, the food looks amazing.” you sat down and drooled over the spread that your brother ordered for you and satoru. your mouth watered. there was a selection of huevos rancheros, tamales, fried plantains, fresh local fruit, chorizo hash, eggs, bread and two large pitchers of orange juice and water.

satoru sipped his orange juice and watched your face light up as you sampled all the delicious food in front of you. a happy glow in your face that made him fall in love with you all over again. it reminded him of the first time you went to get ice cream together, the way your face lit up and you did your happy dance in your chair after tasting the sweet chocolate ice cream. you reached over to feed him a bite of the fried plantains. satoru hummed in approval.

you were like the sun to satoru. his whole world revolved around you, and you attracted anyone and anything that entered your orbit. it was probably why all the students and faculty loved you at jujutsu high. even strangers felt comfortable around you.

you made satoru’s world brighter. before you met him, he felt as if clouds shrouded his life at all times, unclear of what he wanted to do with his life. you pulled him out of that cloudiness and lit up every second of the day as soon as you came into his life (or ever since he broke into yours). you were the color in satoru’s world of black and white. you inspired him to be better, and he wanted to be a good man, just for you.

he was making it his mission to be the sun in your life, just like you were in his. it broke his heart knowing that you were starting to feel insecure in your ever-changing and growing body. and it made him even more sad knowing that you were questioning his love for you during this temporary change.

however, little did satoru know, he already was the sun in your life. he has been ever since you started dating, and you would be forever grateful to the 17 year old boy who broke your domain over a decade ago. without satoru’s love, you don’t know where you’d be right now. satoru's unconditional love was something you never thought you'd experience in this lifetime. (read ‘fated to love you’ here)

later that night

you and satoru held hands while walking the streets of zona romántica, one of the liveliest streets of puerto vallarta. your spirit birds flying overhead with you and satoru. every turn you and satoru took gave you a beautiful view of the mexican riviera. a mariachi band played in the cobblestone streets, and white-stucco buildings were decorated with bright orange, yellow, and red flowers.

"this city is so charming." you said, green eyes shining. you admired the architecture and all the bright colors in the streets as satoru led the way.

"what do you want to eat for dinner?" he asked while looking at a tourist brochure.

"i refuse to eat salmon again for dinner, so anything but that."

satoru looked down at you, azure blue eyes peeking through his sunglasses, "i read that there's a good tapas restaurant about a 20 minute walk from here. do you think you can walk that far?"

you laughed at his question, "satoru, i can still walk believe it or not."

he squeezed your hand as if he was saying 'okay, okay, you got me there'. you took the lead and guided him towards the malecón boardwalk. when you saw the sunset, you let go of satoru's hand, walking faster towards the view. the sunset was a mix of pink, purple, yellow, and orange. it was like a watercolor painting appearing in your eyes. the warm hues kissed the blues and greens of the ocean horizon.

while you admired the beautiful sunset, satoru admired the beautiful you. he snapped a couple pictures of you with his phone, afraid to forget the memory of how stunning you looked at this moment in time.

you were wearing a strapless white sundress, similar to the one you wore yesterday. your swimsuit lines from this morning showed off your golden tan you received while being here in mexico. the dress hugged your belly, but was loose enough to be comfortable for you to move around in without feeling restricted.

intricate blue flowers were sewn on the bottom fringe of your dress and a high leg slit showed off your pretty tan legs. your dress was paired with brown and white sandals that were comfortable enough for your swollen feet.

your long black hair was curled, flowing in the wind as you skipped lightly around the boardwalk. a large blue flower that matched satoru’s eyes was tucked behind your ear. it was almost sickening how much love he felt for you at this very moment.

"careful, sweetheart." satoru called out you as he put his phone back into his pocket, worried about you skipping around. he knew you’d complain about pelvic pain later tonight because of it. he shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets, following you wherever your heart desired.

you turned around and gave him your world-class million dollar smile that always gave him butterflies even after all this time, "so, where's this restaurant?" (read ‘butterflies’ here)

after dinner

"satoru, look! everyone’s dancing!" you pointed as you and satoru walked out of the restaurant after a delicious dinner.

there was a large crowd on the boardwalk, dancing to reggaeton music that the local dj was playing. everyone was dancing, singing, and shouting the lyrics to the songs. they were having the time of their lives and you wanted to be a part of it too.

"do you want to spend some time out here before we head back to the villa?" satoru asked, noticing how entranced you were. you nodded excitedly.

you and satoru found a small table at a bar close by. you both ordered non-alcoholic drinks for clear reasons. satoru didn't like to drink alcohol and you were pregnant.

you sipped your virgin midori sour. the melon juice, tangy lime, lemon and club soda felt refreshing. your foot tapped on the wooden boardwalk to the melodic beat of the music playing.

"babe, do you want to go dance…?" you asked timidly.

satoru looked at you, surprised, "you want to dance? i never thought you'd asked." he laughed. he was usually the one that would have to drag you out to the dance floor.

satoru downed the rest of his way-too-sweet virgin strawberry daquiri and grabbed your hand to lead you to where the rest of the crowd was dancing. (satoru forced his infinity outward to make sure no one accidentally bumped into your belly, but you didn't have to know that.)

you swayed with the music, your hair bouncing as you bobbed your head to the beat. you spun around, dancing to your heart’s desire. your heart skipped a beat when you felt satoru's hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him. he followed all of your movements as you danced around him. you turned to face him.

"satoru," you draped your arms around his broad shoulders, "i think people are staring at us."

"really? i didn't notice." satoru grinned, his attention was only on you tonight. he didn't even notice that you and him were the center of attention on tonight's dance floor. he couldn't care less. the only thing he cared about was you.

the dim street lights and twinkle lights hanging along the boardwalk emitted a soft glow on your rosy cheeks and emerald green eyes. satoru's heart raced at the view. how could one person be so perfect and so beautiful? he felt like he hit the jackpot to be able to call you his. he didn’t think he would ever be this lucky in another life.

he grabbed your hand to twirl you around, pulling you close for a moment, your back resting against his chest again. he kissed your bare shoulder just to spin you around for a second time. your sweet laughter filled his ears, his favorite sound in the world.

once everyone started to slowly leave the boardwalk, you both decided to call it a night. the moon reflected brightly on the mexican sands and dark blue ocean waters, guiding you back to the villa. and in that very moonlight, you shone brightly like a lighthouse beacon. it was something about the way you looked tonight that took satoru’s breath away. that damn pregnancy glow looked a thousand times more radiant in his six eyes and he couldn’t get enough of it.

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after a relaxing shower to wash away the sweat from dancing, you and satoru laid in bed together, winding down for the night.

“did you know that if you press your ear against my belly, you might be able to hear baby gojo’s heartbeat?” you asked satoru as he put his phone down and turned to face you in bed.

"really?" satoru asked in amusement, "let me try it."

he leaned over towards you, resting his head gently on your belly.

"move your head over here," you guided his head to where baby gojo was in your womb.

the room fell silent. all you could hear was the ocean crashing against the rocks outside the hotel villa, the cool breeze entering the room, satoru's breathing and your own racing heartbeat. it was an intimate moment between the two of you.

satoru gasped, "i can hear it." he smiled brightly as he looked up at you. you smiled back at him, running your fingers through his soft white hair as he planted kisses on your bare belly.

"i wonder if you can sense any cursed energy from the baby." you asked him.

"i've been trying to ever since you got pregnant. i can't sense anything but yours." satoru said, "maybe our baby will be lucky and won't have any..." he trailed off.

"for some reason, i highly doubt that." you frowned. it would be a blessing if your baby didn't have to deal with curses, but coming from your clan and the gojo clan, it was more than likely your baby would be born with an innate cursed technique. plus, you felt something off about your cursed energy since you became pregnant. it was like someone else’s cursed energy was always there with you, and it wasn't satoru's residuals either.

"whether or not baby gojo has cursed energy, it wouldn't make me love them any less." satoru said quietly.

you chuckled at his ridiculous statement. "of course. this is our baby we're talking about. you better love them."

"—and just because your body is changing to grow our baby, my thoughts about how beautiful you are and how much i love you will never change." satoru added as-a-matter-of-factly.

“satoru… you’re embarrassing me.” you whined, hiding your blushing face in between the pillows. satoru took your fluffy shield away from you.

“don’t hide your beautiful face from me, woman!” he scolded you playfully. you intertwined your fingers with his as he leaned in for a kiss. he pulled you closer to him as you rested your head on his chest. you listened to his heartbeat, it was one of the most comforting sounds to fall asleep to.

“i love you, satoru.” you hummed.

satoru kissed each of your fingers, “i know.” he said confidently as you stared back up at him, waiting for him to say it back. “—i love you too, (y/n).”

“that’s what i thought.” you mumbled. “can you believe this is probably our last vacation as just us two? we’ll probably be too busy getting ready for baby gojo’s arrival to spend quality time together like this when we get home.” you said to him as you placed your hand against his. you were comparing the size of his hand to yours in the air.

he stroked your back gently with his unoccupied hand. he thought to himself for a moment. a playful grin spreading across his face, “guess we’ll just have to make the most of this baby moon then, huh?”

“—and just what do you mean by that?” you peered up at him.

satoru just smiled at you before he assaulted your neck and shoulder with a plethora of kisses. you squealed with laughter, pushing him away, trying to escape from his grasp.

“satoru, stop! that tickles!” you continued to laugh as he gently pulled you back to him with blue. he trailed kisses from your chest, up your neck onto your jawline, across your cheek to your nose, up your nose bridge to your forehead, and lastly, back down to your lips.

“for now, i don’t want to share.” he whispered in your ear.

ready to meet baby gojo? read the next chapter, 'hello baby' here.

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thefallennightmare · 7 months

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Rest-Nick Folio

Pairings: Nick Folio x Reader

Warnings: maybe a swear or two? fluff, lots of it.

Summary: Reader plans a little rest and relaxation weekend away with Nick after a five-weeklong tour.

Authors Note: Enjoy this cute ass one-shot filled with so much fluff it'll make your teeth rot.

"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" Nick's knee bounced with agitation or excitement.

I wasn't sure.

With a crooked smile, I shook my head. "I told you it's a surprise."

The cab pulled to a stop in front of the busy airport and while Nick grabbed our bags from the trunk; I double-checked our flight reservations along with our bed-and-breakfast reservation. Our flight was scheduled to leave on time, and we would land an hour before check in.

Perfect.

I pocketed my phone then looked over to Nick, who was walking over to me while carrying both of our bags. I offered to carry my own, but he smacked my hand away.

"Three years later and you still try to carry your own bags," he chuckled.

I sighed playfully. "I'm just trying to lighten your load, Nick. You've been working so hard the last few weeks and you only got back last night from tour."

The sounds of planes taking off over head echoed loudly around us as people maneuvered their way throughout the crowds, trying to make their own flights.

With his bag slung over his shoulder and pulling mine behind him, Nick laced our fingers together and we walked into the airport as I led us towards our gate.

"I was fine staying home with you, sweetheart. But you woke me up at five this morning saying you were taking me somewhere," Nick finished with a yawn.

Guilt pulled at my heart seeing how tired he was. Bad Omens finished their five-week-long tour last night in Los Angeles so thankfully, Nick didn't have a long travel day back home but even with him coming home at 2 this morning, I still had to wake him up early so we could make our 10 am flight.

Yesterday when I showed up to the venue for his show, that was the first time in five weeks that I'd seen him. We'd been together for the last three years so I was there from the beginning when Bad Omens were playing the small stages at Warped Tour to now watching them play in sold out venues for the last two tours. Ever since they blew up on Tik Tok and gained such an immense following, all the guy had been working tirelessly to be the best they could for their fans. Touring, writing music, or trying to get in the studio to record. They hadn't had more than a few days off where they weren't doing some kind of work so to say the deserve all the success is an understatement.

To say that Nick deserves this week away I had planned for us was also an understatement.

I also planned that this trip was a strict 'no work vacation,' and I sent a text in the group chat that I created of Noah, Ruffilo, and Jolly to let them know. While Ruffilo and Jolly wished us fun on our vacation, Noah told us all the cons of where we were vacationing too.

You know it rains like all the time in Washington, right? How is Nick going to ride a motorcycle or fish?

It's October, it's probably cold as hell. Why don't you guys go somewhere warm, I'm sure Nick would love to see you in that red bikini.

You sure you don't want us to come with? We could make it a Bad Omens get away and get some time in to write.

I swore my eyes rolled so far to the back of my head; I was sure they'd get stuck. Noah, always the cheeky one. I replied to him saying it was a strict no work vacation with only Nick and I and I'd left the red bikini back home.

"I'm sorry for waking you up so early but I wanted to make sure we'd make our flight," I defended with a slight pout.

Seeing how long the check in line was, I came to a slow halt and checked my watch. It was only 7:30 in the morning which meant we had plenty of time. Nick could tell I was a tad agitated so his thumb began tracing circles on the back of my hand as he held it.

"Can I at least have a hint where we're going?" He asked while bouncing on the soles of his shoes.

Fuck, he looked so good with his bottom lip pouted out like that. It'd been so long since we had sex that I was nearly crawling out of my skin wanting a taste of him. It was hard enough keeping myself off of him in public so when he took off his hat to shake out his hair then place it back on backwards, I nearly moaned into a puddled mess which Nick simply winked in response too.

"You know," I brushed the imaginary lint away from his shirt, "We're on vacation. You don't need to wear a Bad Omens shirt. This is supposed to be a work free trip."

Nick shrugged. "It's comfy."

The line for check in slowly moved up a few paces and when we came to a standstill again, I wrapped myself around him, not giving a shit about PDA.

"I've missed you."

"I missed you too, sweetheart," Nick mused while pressing a kiss to my forehead. "I wish you could have came with this tour."

I pressed my cheek to his chest, breathing him in. "Me too but there was no way my boss would let me take that long off. It was hard enough getting this week off."

We moved up another few steps before coming to another standstill. Since we had plenty of time before takeoff, I wasn't too worried with how long it was taking for check in.

Nick pulled me closer into his chest. "You should quit. I make enough to support the both of us and this way you can come on the Europe leg of the tour in a few weeks."

As tempting as the offer sounded, I was thankful I didn't have to give my answer because the line moved once again. I was about to detach myself from him to walk but Nick held tighter to his grip around my shoulder and walked with me. My hand slipped from his side over to the pocket of his jacket but quickly, Nick shifted which made his arm fall from around me.

I raised a brow. "Jumpy, aren't we?"

He cleared his throat before a smile spread to his lips. "I'm sorry, you scared me that's all."

My eyes narrowed, not believing a word he said, but choosing to ignore his weirdness I turned my attention towards the TSA lady as she began our check-in. Thirty minutes later, Nick and I were sitting in the seats near our gate, me staring out the large window towards the runway and Nick typing feverishly on his phone.

"What's Noah saying?" I didn't bother to ask who he was texting because I already knew it was Noah.

Nick turned off the screen then pocketed his phone. "He wanted to make sure we made it to the airport."

Bullshit.

Something was weird with Nick since the incident with me reaching over the pocket of his jacket. Here I was hiding this secret vacation all the while he was hiding something from me.

"Right," I muttered, leaning far back into my seat.

He let out a long breath and linked our fingers together, his thumb brushing across the skin of my hand, and the gentle touch made me rest my head against his shoulder. I felt every breath in and out he took, head rising and falling, and Nick tilted up my chin towards him so he could capture my lips in a kiss. It wasn't a full-blown make-out session, but deep enough to make my head spin and heart flutter.

"What was that for?" I asked breathlessly.

"I just wanted to kiss you, that's all."

By now, more people arrived at the gate, building a slight crowd, and inevitably, someone would notice Nick; someone always did. It wasn't like we were hiding our relationship but Nick never publicly made it known to everyone on the internet we were dating. Pictures of us filtered all throughout the web and people made their own assumptions, as they always did. I didn't mind if Nick kept our relationship on the down low because that meant we could enjoy the quietness of our relationship for a day longer.

"Someone might notice," I jokingly teased.

Nick hummed before leaving another kiss on my lips. "Let them."

I giggled into his lips and cupped his cheek as we pulled away. "I'm still not telling you where we're going."

Somehow, I kept it hidden what our destination was even at the gate because Nick seemed to be preoccupied with something else.

With a pout on his lips, he let me settle back into him by linking our hands back together.

Six days later and I was exhausted.

Nick was surprised and very ecstatic that I planned a vacation in Washington State. We hiked a few of the national parks; he fished almost every day, and we ended each night with a motorcycle ride, one we rented for the week. The weather was beautiful but not quite warm enough for that red bikini. When we weren't out doing things, Nick and I were laid up in bed at the bed-and-breakfast doing other things. Today was our last day, and I was more than ready to spend it in bed, continuing to do those other things, but Nick had other plans.

"Can you tell me where we're going?" I begged as I held onto his arm.

He lead me from the car up towards the forest trail, grinning from ear to ear. "Oh, how the tables have turned."

Rolling my eyes, I watched as the setting sun cast us in an orange glow and marveled at how gorgeous Nick looked tonight. He wore a simple black shirt with jeans to match and his hair was slicked back. A bit dressed up for hiking but nonetheless, he was breathtaking.

"This will work," he said while coming to a stop.

I gasped when I stared down over the mountain ledge. Orange, yellow, and brown leaves atop of the trees and a flowing stream down below; the sound creating the perfect background noise to the atmosphere. Everything about the scene was beautiful that I pulled out my phone to snap a few pictures, oblivious to Nick who was standing right behind me.

"Sweetheart?"

"Hm?" I turned on my heels and this time, instead of gasping at the scene, I let out a high-pitched squeal. Nick was kneeling on one knee with a black velvet box in his hand, unopened. Sweat gathered at his brow as he let out a long, shaky breath.

"The last three years have been the most baffling but amazing years. You've stayed by my side through the lowest times of my life and the highest of highs with the band. When I thought we wouldn't make it big, you were there to cheer all of us on during our first show. You were there when we played our first sold-out show, and I hope you'll continue to be there when we win a Grammy."

Tears pooled at my eyes as I covered a hand over my mouth.

"I know being with me hasn't been the easiest sometimes. I'm almost always on the road or with the guys recording but yet, you still welcome me home with loving arms. You're everything I could ever ask for and then some. I truly don't deserve this but I am so thankful you haven't given up on me. You planned this entire weekend away so I can rest and I'm kind of high jacking the rest of the trip but I've been planning this for a long time. I wanted to ask you before I left for the Europe leg."

Nick let out another shaky breath as he opened the box; a black diamond with a gold band catching the light of the setting sun.

"Oh, shit," I muttered.

"I love you so much, Y/N. Will you marry-."

"Fuck yes!" I shouted, not letting him finish.

With his own tears falling over his cheeks, Nick pulled out the ring, and it slid over my finger with ease. I jumped up, wrapping myself around him and crashed my lips onto his. His tongue immediately pushed its way into my mouth, tasting every inch, and my hands scratched and pulled at his hair. I nibbled on his bottom lip as he reluctantly pulled away. Both of us were crying happy tears, me more so than Nick, and he brushed them away with one hand while the other kept me hoisted up in his arms.

"Did the guys know about this?" I asked.

"Yeah, why do you think Noah wanted to tag along?" Nick chuckled.

I gently brushed the hair away from his eyes so I could stare deep into them. "Still want to support me?"

At first, he looked at me with a raised brow but then as he thought back to what he said back in the airport, he eagerly nodded. "Whatever you want, sweetheart, it's yours."

"Well," I kissed his lips tenderly. "Looks like I'm coming to Europe with you."

#nick folio #nick folio x reader #nick folio and reader #bad omens #bad omens x reader #nick folio reader insert #nick folio one shots #nick folio fluff

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unrealwasteland · 1 year

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Roosmav fic recs part 4: Favorite AUs

See my previous fic rec lists here.

This list is pretty short, and I know that there are more AU fics in the fandom besides those I have listed here. The fics on this list had to meet the following criteria: 1. the setting is either completely different from the movies, or it's a major canon divergence, and 2. it's a type of AU that I personally like. :D I guess what I'm trying to say is that these recs are, as always, reflecting my personal tastes and not meant to put other writers or works down.

no snow in december (because we're in space) by Lake 1.5k, G, no archive warnings apply space au, christmas fic, fluff

Christmas morning with the ship's crew.

Even though this is a short fic, I really fell in love with the worldbuilding in this. (For anyone looking at this post after Christmas: I definitely think that this is worth reading even outside the holiday season!)

Coffee Corner by Brenda 4.5k, T, no archive warnings apply coffee shop au, fluff and humor

"Wow." Bradley's future husband frowns — very attractively — as he grabs an apron and puts it on, deftly tying it in the back. "Wow?" "Shit, did I say...sorry." Bradley wants to sink right into the ground. "I'm not...you're real, right?" Because Bradley's pretty sure he's still asleep and having the best dream of his life.

The 'fluff and humor' tag is on point – this is a really fun read, and I love smitten idiot Bradley.

I can't promise you anything, but I can tell you I'll never leave by othersideofthis 6.5k, T, no archive warnings apply western au

“Didn’t think you’d show your face around here again,” is the first thing Pete says when Rooster turns up at the ranch. Not “hello,” not “how you doing.” Not “don’t you know it’s been 15 years and I’ve thought about you every day.” No.

Did I make this list just so I get a reason to rec this fic? Maybe. I love western AUs and this is Top Tier writing. Perfect example of how to include canon elements in an AU setting.

Linear Flight by Fuddlewuddle 6.5k, E, no archive warnings apply pre-tgm canon divergence, shifter au

Bradley comes across an injured Peregrine Falcon a couple of hours after he's told that Mav has gone MIA. Caring for the bird, he slowly realises a few home truths he'd never fully understood before. Though the Peregrine Falcon ends up being more than he initially thought. And perhaps Mav wasn't as missing as everyone assumed he was.

This is really soft and sweet. Mav as a peregrine falcon is just perfect, and I really love the classic hurt/comfort trope where physical healing mirrors the characters' emotional state.

out of the blue by Lake 7k, E, no archive warnings apply merman Mav, soulmates, (bottom Mav)

When Bradley's soulmark appeared, his grandmother cursed Maverick to the ocean to keep them apart. Years later: reunion!!

I enjoy a good mermaid AU, and this one is so lovely. Great worldbuilding and smut, so it's no surprise that I love this fic.

#all of these are 'no archive warnings apply' fics but you should still check the tags etc etc #roosmav #top gun maverick #fic rec #rsmv recs

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wild-houseplant · 1 year

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I come. Humbly approaching. To ask for nr. 5 go on a six hour road trip with (no car radio, you choose who drives), sit next to on a six hour plane flight, sit across from on a six hour train journey for Rhodri, cousin Tank and Revka and Aurelio Amell (they come as a pack if I may be so bold). Have a lovely day!!

I go to you. And humbly receive @D@ thank you my excellent friend!!

This one took me a bit to work out, and I laughed MORE THAN A LITTLE at the concept of travelling with both Revka AND Aurelio, oh my GOD. What a joy that'd be! You spoil me 8)

Okay, so the six hour flight. Plane rides, especially the longer ones, are bastardly in the extreme. The jet engines are horrifically loud, so I usually plug my ears with earplugs AND wear noise-cancelling headphones over the top. For that reason, Tank is the best one to have around, because they know sign language better than the others. And beyond that, they love all things mechanical, so a ride in a plane would be a lot to marvel over. Cars and trains are marvellous, but can they leave the ground? Well, they can, but they shouldn't.

Now, it is a truth universally acknowledged that Revka and Aurelio do not. Shut. Up. I don't trust them in a car for that reason. There's no way on god's green earth either of them would let me drive, and frankly, if either of them drove, well. Let's just say I couldn't be sure we wouldn't just drive right past our destination and only realise when we've travelled, say, three thousand kilometres beyond it. Good thing is they're absolutely rolling in dough and would put us up at great hotels as we made the journey back, but who's to say the conversation wouldn't start up again and we ended up driving underwater? I can't trust them. We'd never bloody get there.

But you know what? I'm a damned fool. I don't have to trust them to get into the car with them. I'm going to climb into that backseat knowing full well that I will die of old age before we get within a bull's roar of where we're meant to be, and I've made peace with that.

Which leaves Rhodders for the train journey, and I honestly think she'd love it. Big window to look out of? Tick. Aisle to walk up and down and purchase Big Snack? Tick tick. Sufficient funds to BUY all the snacks? Ka-ching! We're cooking with gas now! I think it'd be terrific fun to break out the cards and play a few rounds of blackjack using potato chips instead of money, chat with her about her plans once we arrive at our destination, swap a few stories... gosh. Terrific.

And god love her, I can see her being a Train Austistic, going over the timetables and line maps for the various services. Which, as another Train Autistic, suits me fine. We could go ham talking about what's at the different stations on various train lines. The time would fly by. Happy days!

#thank you again for the ask 8D 8D 8D I had such a great time with this!!!#Rhodri Amell #(my little trainspotter god bless)#Revka Amell #Aurelio Callistus #(who never shut up and are perpetually driving)#Tank Hawke #Tancred Hawke #(god what did I tag them as??)#Dragon Age: Origins

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gremlin-writes-angst · 2 years

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BP Yandere Hc

Tw: yandere related things, nothing graphic. Mild drugging( just to put you asleep nothing more), manipulation, isolation, mind games.

Out of all the others, Nightowl is the most obvious but that doesn't mean much. Nightowl is smart, he plans ahead of his plans as soon as he realizes you're meant to be his.

The only moments he slips up is when he's drunk or jealous, and at worst both.

Though when he sobers up he's easily able to throw your worries away, letting his plan flow well.

When you flew over for his graduation he was excited to start the fun part of the plan, making you his.

You were currently searching for your ticket home. You were starting to feel dumb for only getting a physical ticket, and not saving any of your flight login information.

“Have you found anything yet?”

You yell hoping your boyfriend was having better luck than you were.

“No, I'm not seeing it, I'm moving on to the kitchen.”

While you were searching your bags for the ticket, Nightowl was searching the small living room he had and now the kitchen. You moved to search your smaller bag for the third time, letting the frustration take over you dump everything out on the bed, letting out an aggressive sign. You search the contents and give up, it's not here, you let your head fall onto the bed, letting out another grunt. You can hear Nightowl shuffling around in the kitchen, you hear it stop, you know he's coming to check on you but you keep your head down.

“Cutie?”

You don't answer as he approaches, resting his hand on your back.

“Hey. don't give up, there's still…”

He looks at the clock on his watch, you have 3 hours, but all the other clocks say you've got one.

“An hour before the plane leaves!”

“I have no ticket Nightowl, and it takes at least 30 minutes from here to the airport, and then there's customs. I'll never make it.”

He's slightly disappointed by how angry you are, you should be happy to spend more time with him. He pushes it down as he coos at you.

“It's ok.”

He pulls you into his arms.

“It'll be fine, it's one day. Just relax, you've been so stressed, take this time to rest. I'll help you get a new ticket tomorrow. Ok?”

“Okay.”

Your voice is faint.

“Let me make you some tea.”

He helps you up and leads you to the living room, seating you down on the couch as he moves to make you tea, with a little more than a splash of NyQuil, just so you'll be asleep long enough to miss the plane. When you are asleep Nightowl resets all the clocks to the accurate time,

You had almost spent a month living with Nightowl, and though you loved him, you needed to leave, something was wrong. Every ticket you bought online, or paper, would disappear. You really wanted to trust Nightowl but he was always asking where the ticket was, and if you moved it he would get, almost angry. So you bought a ticket without his knowledge, packed your bag and got ready to leave. You sign the note before heading out when the door opens. You stood there, bags and suitcases ready to go, and Nightowl blocking your way, holding the groceries he went out to buy.

“What's this?

“I'm leaving.”

“You don't have a ticket.”

Nightowl closes the door, locking it.

“Yes, I do. Why'd you lock the door?”

“There's been reports of thieves around here recently,”

You don't believe him but you let it slide.

“I've got to go Nightowl, I've been here a month, my employers are threatening to fire me. I'm surprised it hasn't happened yet, theve been so understanding.”

“A month, I can't believe it’s been that long.”

Nightowl tries to avoid the topic.

“Nightowl.”

Your head is hung low, your voice quiet, dangerous. Nightowl doesn't dare respond.

“Why am I still here?”

“You never have your tic-”

“Why?”

“Well, we're both pretty clumsy and-I mean I misplace things all the time I thi-”

You raise your voice but not your head.

“I'VE LOST 3 PAPER TICKETS AND 3 ONLINE ONES, YOU INT MISPLACE THAT MANY TICKETS.”

“Wow calm down, relax cutie. Let me make you some tea.”

“TEA?”

Your voice drops.

“Tea? The tea that tastes like cherry medicine? That makes me sleep for hours?” “What? Why didn't you tell me it did that? I honestly had no clue that was what it tasted like, or that it was causing you to sleep, I can buy a different kin-”

You wanted to trust him, but you need to know if he was lying.

“Dump the groceries.”

“What?”

“DO IT!”

You lift your head as you yell at him, his voice was calm but when you saw his eyes you could see how angry he was, his face a scowl. You watch as he dumps the bags. The first thing you spot was flavorless NyQuil.

“What's that for?”

“For colds.”

His voice is no longer hiding his anger, he knows that his eyes gave him away, so he let his cold voice out.

“Flavorless?”

He decided to give up altogether. Taking a step toward you.

“I knew you were catching on to the tea, the cherry flavor was too much, so I fixed my plan accordingly.”

“Plan?”

“So you haven't figured it out completely?”

He takes another step, shoving the groceries out of his way.

“I planned this, all of it, I thought I'd be able to make you stay long enough you decide you wanted to stay.”

“Well I don't.”

You move to leave but Nightowl grabs your arm.

“And if you didn't want to, I’d make you.”

He was inches away from your face, now close up you could see how terrifying he was. You wanted it to stop. You started to hope this was a joke, you started to laugh, nervously.

“I get it, it's funny.”

You were met with silence and a stare, this isn't a joke.

“Nightowl, please, I don't, I don't like this.”

“Well, it's not a joke cutie. You're staying here, as long as I want you to.”

Quest doesn't necessarily realize what's going on.

At first, it's just love, he adores you.

But eventually, he getting these thoughts , obsessive ones, wanting to keep you, wishing you'd stop talking to others. He shakes his head trying to stop the thoughts.

He thinks he has it under control, that it's fine, he'd never act on it.

That till he actually sees you, in person, he holds you, he won't let you go, he won't lose you.

It's the morning of your flight, you wake up in Quest's arms, you look at his sleeping face. He looks so at peace like he's never been happier. You wish you could stay longer than this morning, but your flight leaves at two and you haven't even packed. You kiss Quest's face, hoping to wake him up in a sweet way, it works.

“Morning angel.”

His voice is so low and gravely as he wakes, it makes you want to snuggle closer, so you do, Quest squeezing you a little tighter in response.

“Morning.”

Quest's eyes stay close as he talks.

“I love this.”

“Me too.”

“I could wake up like this, every day.”

When you hear it you hear a wishful statement.

“I could wake up to this, every day.”

Quest says it again, this time it's a realization. He realizes not much stops him from keeping you. But you still hear it as a wish.

“Yeah, I could too.”

He squeezed you tighter. You decide to rest a little longer, he's just so warm. When you wake it's only a few hours till your flight, you try to get out of your boyfriend's arms, already running late, you realize you can't, so you try and wake him.

“Quest, baby, I need up, I'm late.”

He slowly wakes up, keeping his eyes closed.

“No.”

You laugh at the pout your boyfriend gives.

“Seriously, I need to go. I know it's hard but I can't stay here forever.”

“Why?”

You blush, wondering if he was already suggesting moving in with him. You loved him, and this time but you weren't ready for that.

“Because I can't, my life isn't here, nor is my job.”

Quest stays quiet, you thought he was going to give in but then his arms tighten, you can barely breathe.

“Quest?”

No response.

“Babe?”

Once again no response, limited time, and limited air make you panic as you try to wiggle free.

“Quest, please, i-”

You run out of breath for a second.

“I'm-”

You stop yourself, you don't want to say it, you don't want to hurt him. You close your eyes trying to struggle out more. When you open your eyes you notice his eyes are open too, and they're filled with disappointment? Angry? Frustration? Whatever it is, it is strong, and terrifying as he says the word you dared not to say.

“Scared?”

You don't want to but that look and voice make you tear up as you nod. You watch as Quest thinks. He realizes that if you're already scared, there is no point stopping now. He looks you in your eyes as his voice softens.

“You won't be leaving.”

Then he adjusts himself, making sure that you're unable to escape, he drifts back to sleep, loving that you'll always be there when he wakes.

The strange thing about Nakedtoaster is that he doesn't need you to be with him the whole time, he just needs you to be alone.

Sure they'd love it if you were always around him and him only, but he's also content with keeping you away from everyone else.

As he researched more about the author of blooming panic and the server, Toaster was able to hack part of the system, they were pretty proud about it, till it was reverted. He wondered why, but not for long, as Bloombot was quick to introduce themselves to Toasty. Warning them, telling him to stop digging. Toasty figured it out as soon as Bloombot showed itself, so Toasty struck a deal with Bloombot. They'd keep Bloombot’s secrets and wouldn't mess with most of the code but he wanted to help with something. Bloombot agreed to help and allow Toaster to do as he pleased, to keep you isolated from others.

They worked together making it so only you and Toaster could see your messages, making it so they controlled who you talked to, what discussion you were a part of, and keeping you from voice chats.

It was barely two weeks in and you started to realize something was off. Whenever you were added to a new discussion you were kicked immediately, whenever you tried to add to the discussion you were ignored, if you tried to join a voice chat your “internet” went out. The only time this wasn't true was when it was only Toaster. You thought they were an honest person so you asked him if he knew anything. They logged off. You were confused, maybe they were busy, something came up. You even start to consider that you were exaggerating or imagining it, and then you were tagged in general. Switching chats to read what they wanted.

Quest:

I'm really starting to worry about @ u/n

It's been weeks since they've been online

Weeks? You'd been on almost every day for the past few weeks, you participated in the discussion. You thought they were just being assholes, ignoring you, maybe playing a prank. The discussion blows up with concern. You try to add on, telling them you are here, that you don't like this prank, but nothing changes.

Quest:

@Nakedtoaster, you've gotten close with them, do you know anything?

You wait, and soon enough toaster logs back on. You immediately jump to your and his individual discussion, you spam their at till they respond.

U/n:

What's going on?

Nakedtoaster:

There being asses

U/n:

What do you mean?

Naked toaster:

A while ago they all made a plan to ignore you till you decide to leave the server

I know

it's terrible

U/n:

That doesn't sound like them

Nakedtoaster:

Trust me, I've known them longer

This is what they’re really like

This isn't the first time they've done this

You don't reply for a while so Toaster continues.

Nakedtoaster:

Here, see they just ignore your messages

Attached is a screenshot of the other discussion, the words you typed were on the screen but everyone ignored them.

Nakedtoaster:

I know its

Horrible

I tried to change their minds but

It was them versus me

If I was you I’d just leave

U/n:

But what about you

You are one of the few people I've connected to in a while

I don't want to lose that

Toaster smiles at their screen, it was working

Nakedtoaster:

Give me your number

U/n:

You know that won't work

Nakedtoaster:

Just

Just try it once more

You type it out and hit send, astounded when your message isn't deleted. Even more surprised when your phone buzzes.

"Hey sweetheart, it's Nakedtoaster."

You respond.

"I can't believe that worked, we can talk out of the chat now, without the censors!"

"I know, this is the best thing that happened to us. You should leave the server now. It doesn't serve you anymore."

For a long time Toaster stares at his screen waiting, and waiting for the words ‘U/n has left the server’ to appear on his screen. They wait and wait, and when they can't wait anymore he types a message.

"Just do it, they’re no good for you."

You look at the message, all the hesitate in your body leaves as you leave the server. Unaware of the confusion and worry you caused every member other than Nakedtoaster.

The first part of his plan was executed, soon in the next few weeks, Toaster would convince you that everyone, other than himself was against you and that he was the only safe person, the only one you could trust.

I think this one might be a little controversial but it's what I think he’d be like as a yandere.

I think Xyx is okay with you interacting with others, as long as he's there.

He's also not secretive about what he's doing, he has a lot of power and doesn't need to hide what he's doing, he also likes the cat and mouse game you try to play.

As soon as he had you in his house he revealed his plan. Told you how you would only ever leave this house with him by your side, how no one would ever believe you. How you should just accept that you're his.

Xyx had picked you up from the airport. You were ecstatic, till it all started to go downhill. The first thing was when he left your suitcase at the airport after you said it wouldn't fit on his bike.

“You don't need it anyway.”

You were ready to yell at him as he started his bike and drove you to his home. You tried to start the fight when you got inside his home but he shut you up quick.

“I told you, you don't need whatever was in that suitcase. Everything you need is here, and if it's not I can get it for you.”

“What are you saying Xyx? My ticket was in that bag, are you going to buy me another one?”

“No.”

“But you sai-”

“I know what I said doll. You don't need that ticket. You won't be going back.”

“You aren't making sense Xyx.”

“You live here now.”

“What?”

“You're going to live here until I get bored of you. You are going to be my living doll, doll.”

“No, I'm not, this is, this is insane.”

You start to head to the door, trying to leave.

“That won't work.”

You jiggle the door, it's locked, you move to the windows, they don't open. You turn around facing Xyx, he’s blocking the doorway, smirk on his face.

“Just give up. I've got the money, I've got the connections, I've got the acting skill to fool everyone and anyone. You're mine, and no matter what you do, you will always be mine. Now let's have dinner, my love.”

He turns his body leaving the doorway open, you think about running and finding a backdoor, but then you see his face. He's daring you to do that, he wants to see you run and fail, he likes this. You give in, slowly walking over to him and into the dining area, and sitting down at the table.

“Perfect.”

#yandere #angst #blooming panic #quest blooming panic #visual novel #bp nightowl #bp quest #bp xyx #female!reader #gn!reader #male reader #bp toasty #nakedtoaster #nightowl x reader #blooming panic xyx

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harrysmimi · 2 years

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It's A Date !!!

Synopsis: Harry goes overboard planning a date for his girlfriend.

A/N: 1) okay, I've had this up on my Wattpad for quite a while now, but I remember enjoying writing this so much! Hope y'all like it too!

2) if you see that it is mentioned that YN is Indian, it was meant to be. Hehe cuz I am Indian and I find ways to represent my country and culture. So yeah! And we also love inclusivity in this house hold! :))

More of my work

Harry was in London, she didn't know for how long, but he was still in London and there was not alot going on with him. He was very free.

The new year has just kicked in, YN was back to work from her Christmas break.

As it was the start of year YN had a shit load of work going on, she might have to get some overtime hours in. Being a secretary of a company wasn't all unicorns and cotton candy as she imagined when she was in college but it was still fun. It was her break time. YN was headed out to get herself a coffee when she saw Harry walk in like he owns the place (he doesn't), making his way to the reception before he actually saw her, a huge grin spread across his face as he walked towards her.

"Hey baby!" He cooed draping an arm around her shoulders to pull her in a warm side hug, pressed a kiss on her forehead as he walked to wherever she was going with her. He'd swear he would walk through hell with her.

"Hey!" She wrapped her arm around his waist, "you don't come to see me this time at my office."

"Why, I can't?"

"You can but you usually never come over to my work place." She reminded him, "unless it's an emergency."

"There is an emergency, but it can wait for a couple of minutes." He told her, "where are we headed to?"

"To get coffee. I have a little over fifty drafted mails to go through, then I have to send in the letter for the annual meeting, and arrange a few meetings his week. I feel like I'm going fo die!" She ranted as both of them walked in the cafe right in front of the firm.

"You're not going to die, I am sure. But you also don't have to work." He told her, YN just shook her head and went ahead to order her coffee.

"You want anything?" She asked.

"I'm good, fanks lovie." He smiled, "don't worry about that I gotchu." He stopped her from paying for her coffee and quickly handed his own card to the cashier.

"Harry I-"

"Shush! Come here." He interrupted her, taking his card back he guided her to a side.

"I could have paid for it." She told him.

"I know, but I wanted to." He said, "we're going somewhere."

"Where? When?" She asked.

"It's a surprise but we'll have to take a flight. And we have to leave in three hours." He smiled his frog smile to get away with his impulsive decision, he never mentioned anything about this trip. He knew she was running a little low on budget as Christmas have seemed to get a heavy toll on her bank account, they both didn't lives together yet, she was definitely going to be angry, of not mad.

"What?" She almost screamed, "I have work! My boss will fire me if I ask for last minute day off."

"A week off actually, and I did talked to your boss. I'm friends with him." He reminded her.

"That's so unprofessional Harry! Where are you taking me anyway?" She was starting to freak out.

"It's okay we're mates, he didn't think of it that way," he assured her.

"Did he tell you that?"

"Kind of... He was a little bit on sides of saying no but I got him convinced, so let's go to your place now." As be explained YN's name was called to collect her coffee.

"I have my bag and stuff in my office." She sighed.

"Then let's go and get that first." He slid his hand into her lacing their fingers together as he guided her back to her office, he just stopped by the reception. He doesn't want to take any risk of her colleagues finding him there, he remembered YN telling him about how a few of them fangirl over him. Most of them don't leave the floor they're working on Harry got away with visiting his girlfriend at her work place, well, that was whole for four times.

"I'll wait for you in car, okay."

"Yeah, give me ten minutes."

"Don't rush and hurt yourself!" He called her as she ran up the stairs.

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Harry was startled by the knock on his window. It wasn't YN, it was some other girls looking to be around her age. Harry remembered her from the pictures YN was showing him from this office party, how they all just ditched the party when to this pub near by. Harry couldn't remember her name, but he remembers her recent obsession with him and his songs as been told by his girlfriend. She didn't know YN was dating him actually and YN didn't even bothered to tell her about it.

"Shut up, you're Harry Styles!" That girl gasped when Harry rolled his window down making him giggle, "I am sorry to disturb you but just wanted to come up and say Hi, I love your music!"

"That means a lot, thank you so so." Harry said, he saw YN from the corner of her coming out and texting him, but she stopped once she saw the girl by the car.

"Do you mind if I get a picture with you?" She asked.

"Sure..." he agreed hesitantly, but posed for the selfie. "Would you mind waiting for a couple of days before you post them?"

"Yeah, yeah don't worry!" She assured him, "I am Brielle by the way, my friend YN is going to freak out when she sees these pictures!"

"Aw say Hi to her." Harry cooed trying to giggle and give it away.

"I will, I will thank you!" Brielle waved him bye and skipped her way back to office. Harry laughed seeing how the blonde tackled YN by the entrance in a hug shoving her into her face. Harry quickly ducked down seeing Brielle was about to point at his car.

"Harry unlock the door." It was YN calling him. She was holding her bag, her coat and her jacket in her arms. He unlocked the door for her and opened it. She got in his car and buckled her seat belt after putting her stuff in the back seat. Harry started driving.

"So where are we going?" YN asked.

"To your flat, you need to pack for about... a week. And a shit load of warm clothes." He said, "taking a puffer would be great idea."

"I don't have a puffer jacket." She shook her head.

"We'll get you one don't worry." He said, "or you can take one of mine."

"Okay..." YN said, "where are we going though? To fucking north pole or something?"

"Not exactly but close by." He said. "You trust me too much, don't you?"

"Why wouldn't I?" She shrugged, "unless you're secretly planning to murder me and get the sweets shop my grand dad have written on his will in my name all to yourself."

"That sounds like a plan but, I don't want your grand dad's sweets shop in India. Though the idea sounds delicious. It's a just a date!" He sounded way too enthusiastic.

"A week long date?"

"Yeah!" he nodded.

"Where are we going? Look Harry, I trust you with my dear life but you're giving me anxiety!" She groaned.

"Thank you for your trust in me, but trust me, I seriously don't want your grand dad's sweets shop, at least not right now, so you'll have to wait."

YN just nodded to that.

"Where did the joke of your grand dad writing his sweets shop in your name in his will came from in tbe first place anyway?" He spoke after a moment of silence, stopping at a red light making YN laugh.

"Remember when we went to India, my brothers were teasing me about it constantly and you asked what it was all about?" She reminded him, "I can't believe you still laugh at that joke and go along with me on it and don't know where it actually started! It's been almost two years!"

"Oh, I remember. Your grand dad is really caring I must say."

"I know right, totally! Like he totally didn't acknowledged me for entire six weeks after I was born." There was a sarcastic undertone carried with her words, "I hate that old man to my guts!"

"Oh god, you're going to hold that against that poor man until he dies?" Harry didn't wanted to laugh but he was laughing, on the inside though.

"Right, just few days left."

"Oh goodness!" He sighed.

"What? I can literally go on and on about how shit he have made my childhood look. Leaving a half assed sweets shop in my name on his stupid will isn't going to fucking fix it." YN got offended.

"Touché." Harry nodded knowing exactly what she was saying.

Whilst she says to cover everything up that it doesn't bother her anymore, her grandfather have fucked up her childhood in many ways. About which she went on and on about with her brother one night when they were visiting her parents in her country. From already calling her engagement to one of her cousin's when she was just one year old to not wanting her to go to school at all. To having her parents control ber life to restraining her from taking up the job opportunity in London. That man even hates Harry just because he is white and British, which he doesn't care about much. But the hate YN have for this man is nust indescribable.

"Where are we going again?" YN asked after a moment of silence.

"Thought your grand dad's will kept you distracted." He chuckled. "I'm not telling you where we are going until at least we're at the airport."

"You are seriously not interested in having a sweets shop in India all to yourself, are you?" She asked.

"Nope." He said trying to hold back his laugh back.

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Harry got away until he got in plane with YN.

She did not ever fancied traveling in his private jet, for some reason she despised that idea of owning one in the first place even though it was very practical for him. She never travelled into his private jet, though she hardly ever travels for her own self unless it's just for to go see her family. But she didn't asked anything. Harry likes to think it's because she doesn't want to ruin his surprise.

He already knows her response if he asks reason behind her silence and patience. She'd say: 'Harry I plan surprises for you too and you never ruin it and actually be curious and patience at the same time. I don't want to ruin your surprise!"

Yeah, he knows her way too well for her liking. And they've only known each other for just a little over of two years. She was sat next to him on her phone as he read away his book. Harry didn't mean to but he peeped into her phone seeing she was chatting with her cousin who was about to get married in two months. And YN was going through the bridal outfit catalogue her cousin sent her. YN's always got a very good taste in fashion when it comes to her ethnic wear, and she takes full credits of it.

Harry even noticed her very subtly moving the ones she liked to a folder labelled as Urgh! Mine! in her camera roll. Harry never goes through her phone (that's just very toxic!), but he have seen another folder dedicated towards the wedding rings when showing him other pictures and videos on her phone. Yeah, she really mist be into those things. But nope, he have noticed she have the same things on her Pinterest. Though she have never dropped any hints at him, but they have talked about getting married in future.

It was just mainly YN's parents wanting YN to get married, as they think their daughter lives with a someone opposite of her gender whom she is involved in a romantic relationship with, without being married to him.

Yeah, that was a big no-no for her parents.

They don't live together even though Harry have brought up the idea of them moving in together. YN just think her parents are some how gonna find out and drag her ass back home to India, if they find out she is living with with a guy without being married to him.

"We're about to land baby." He informed her.

"What?" She looked surprised, "already?" She buckled her seat belt.

"Yeah." He nodded, "you might want to put the jacket no before we get off."

"Okay." She nodded looking nervous.

He chuckled, "don't be nervous or anything, we're in Norway right now." He announced to her, just as he said dhat the plane landed.

"Wait, for real?" Her heart skipped a beat.

"Yup!" He nodded extending the 'u' sound.

"For real, for real? Like you're not joking? You know this is time for northern lights!" She squealed turning to him.

"Why are you so smart?" Harry sighed dramatically.

"Harry, I love you so much!" She cooed hugging him tightly.

"I love you more angel!" He giggled at her reaction holding her close.

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"I can't believe we're going to see northern lights!"

It was very obvious adrenaline was pumping through her body, as they both got of the plane. Looking like a waddling penguin in Harry's puffer jacket she jogged her way to the cab with her suitcase and one of Harry's duffle bag.

Harry remembers her going on and on about how she have always wanted to see the Aurora Borealis, it was out of nowhere, during one of their random conversations. The look on her face did not failed to make his heart full to the point where he thought it might burst.

"Are we going to stay in one of those semi underground igloo kinda houses?" She gasped.

"We're staying at a hotel for the night, I figured it might be too cold for you, so we're going there tomorrow night." He explained, "and rest of the trip we're going to stay at the hotel."

YN just cuddled his arm as they were headed to the hotel. She wasn't quite good at expressing her feelings by words. Harry knew she is happy.

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Harry's friend accompanied them both showing around the town. YN felt like a typical tourist but they have Harry's friends showing them around. YN was having the time of her life.

Now they're at the underground igloo house; as she calls it. It was a little room with a bed, side tables, a tiny closet and a bathroom, an attachment living room area. Huge glass windows above the bed to give a view of the Aurora Borealis from inside, there were blinds they can draw for privacy. It was basically a place she wouldn't mind living for the rest of her life.

"This is so cool!" She exclaimed.

"Isn't it!" Harry was a little surprised himself.

"God, I can live here!" YN jumped on the bed on her tummy finding the mattress way too comfy.

"We can move here." Harry suggested lying next to her, "not exactly here but somewhere here."

"Oh please don't give me high hopes, you're already doing too much for me!" YN lifted her head to look at him. "Thank you so much, for everything."

"Of course baby, I love you. Don't think there would be anything as too much if it's for you." He smiled his dimply smile.

"Aw! You are so cheesy and I love you too!" YN scooted closer to him nudging their noses together, "so much!" She pressed a kiss on his plus lips.

"Are you enjoying the trip so far?" He enquired just to be sure, it is very visible she's been the happiest.

"I am having the time of my life! Thank you for bringing me here!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah?" Harry cooed. "Well if you're ready to go out and walk around before the thing starts, we can." He suggested.

"Yeah we can go on a walk." She agreed. Harry gave her a quick kiss before he got up and helped her up.

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Their walk didn't go as planned, it was because of Harry who started throwing snow balls at his girlfriend out of nowhere.

"How are you- ow!- not missing- aahhhh!" He screamed over dramatically as YN was throwing snow at him.

"I was the captain of the dodgeball team in school, I wasn't in Corden's Angles." She said throwing another chunk of snow at him. He wasn't able to dodge any of those. "What happened to your spidey senses, Mr. Styles?"

"They are frozen!" He announced taking a decently amount of snow and throwing it at her.

"Let it go, let it go!" She sang casual throwing chunks of snow at him.

"No!" He groaned ducking the huge amount of snow. "You.."

"No!" She squealed and started running the best she could in the snow. But Harry was quick to catch her. She closed her eyes tightly in fear of hitting the ground, but the snow was bery comfy.

"Oh, this is comfy." She commented, Harry was basically laying on top of her, "you can't tickle me now."

"Yeah, I give up." He really gave up, she was wearing a think jacket there was no way she is going to be ticklish.

"You started the snow fight." She pointed.

"I know, but it was fun." He fixed her beanie covering her ears. He leaned down to place a tender kiss on her lips, pulling away after placing another on the corner of her mouth.

"Harry there are people out here." She reminded him.

"Oh, you didn't had to ruin my fantasy of having sex under northern lights." He sighed but his words carried teasing undertone.

"It is going to remain a fantasy then." She shrugged.

"We'll see..." He challenged.

"Look!" She gasped looking behind him at the sky. Harry got up from top of her, lying next to her he took in the sight of shifting hues from gorgeous greens to slight yellow hints, from pretty blue to purples and hints of pink. The sight almost appearing to be unbelievable, like a choreographed show of art by mother nature herself. Like those fancy water fountains but it was not man-made.

He looked to his side to even more beautiful sight, his girlfriend admiring the sky, her mitten clad hands covering her mouth in awe of the scenery she have dreamt of seeing in person. Her eyes sparkly with the mirrored image of the hues with glassy glaze, he swore those were tears. Her gasp made him glance at the sky again for a split second to see the waves of hues in the night sky have picked up a new pace moving a little faster.

"It's so pretty; would be an understatement!" She mumble behind her hands.

"Isn't it?" Harry chirped, his classic dimply smile on his face.

"Mhmm!" She nodded, "thank you for bringing me here, Harry, this was on my bucket list since I was eight and I read about it in one of the magazines. Really, thank you so much!" she turned her head to look at him already staring at her.

"Your welcome baby," he scooted closer, nuzzling his nose against hers, like a kitten's kiss. "Are you crying?"

She chuckled moving away a little, "no, my eyes are sweating! Of course I am crying!"

"Awh! C'mere." He cooed pulling her closer to him, "didn't meant to make you cry, lovie, I'm sorry."

"No, these are happy tears!" She mumble against his chest.

"They better be, don't ever want to make your sad." He whispered close to her ear, keeping the conversation private. "I love you so much, YN!"

"I love you more Harry!"

"Would you like to dance?" He asked offering his hand.

"Would love to." She slid her hand in his.

"I clearly did not plan this through." He pulled out his phone and pulling up Apple music, he played their song. YN claimed it as their song because it fit well with how their relationship grew.

He slid his phone in the pocket of his jacket, guided her hand on his shoulder, grabbing her free hand with his, wrapped his free arm around her waist pulling her closer.

One look, dark room

Meant just for you

Time moved too fast

You play it back

Buttons on a coat

Light-hearted joke

No proof, not much

But you saw enough

Small talk, he drives

Coffee at midnight

Harry remembers seeing her at the meeting, it was about his new brand, where he met YN. She was there in the meeting in room noting down minutes on her iPad, assisting the Marketing person to go through his presentation. Harry was gone the moment she started speaking there. He did not paid any attention to anything the presentor had to say (thanks to the minutes she forwarded him later he was able to keep with his business).

The light reflects

The chain on your neck

He says, "Look up"

And your shoulders brush

No proof, one touch

But you felt enough

You can hear it in the silence, silence, you

You can feel it on the way home, way home, you

You can see it with the lights out, lights out

You are in love, true love

You are in love

One thing was sure she was not interested in him at all, she gave him hard time in name of professionalism. But pater learned she was just determined to prove her parents wrong showing the proof of her raise and promotion after the success of the project. but he stil teases her the way her clumsy ass fell down bumping into him at the office. How his cross necklace tangled with the necklace she was wearing. He was trying to free the tangled up chains, which she took the other way, gasping she hurriedly moved her clutching her shirt on her chest getting up, breaking her own chain in process. Scolding him in return as she fled the place gathering her files. In her defence, she was having a bad day at work.

Morning, his place

Burnt toast, Sunday (she giggled at the line)

You keep his shirt

He keeps his word

It was a good few months after YN finally agreeing to go on a date with him. The first night she spent at his after their yet another fancy date night. The next day was Sunday so YN agreed to stay over at his and they both binge watched Marvel series. It was a very innocent night, the serie being abandoned long time as one of the very first vulnerable conversation began between them. Him actually putting his feelings in words for her, confessing his love for her. In return she shared the feelings of trust he gained from her in words. Having men trying to pull her down her entire life, she was determined she was going to die single until she met him. Harry being the second after her brother to actually support her and give her right pep talks and encouragement. She have known him for barely three months but it was very easy for Harry fo make his way to her heart. That night he promised her he is not going to ever treat her like her asshole ex.

Next day it was made very obvious, Harry couldn't cook to save his life! But he was going to blame the first kiss they shared, there in his kitchen. He got carried away and burnt the toast and scrambled eggs he made. But YN came to rescue and he didn't had to survive on cereal until lunch, she made some amazing food with whatever was left in his fridge.

And for once, you let go

Of your fears and your ghosts

One step, not much

But it said enough

For YN, it was very big deal. She does not trust anyone as much she trusts him. She literally flew to another country without knowing where he is taking her, it was not good, or it was good, it's a very debatable topic. But it's her Harry!

You kiss on sidewalks

You fight and you talk

One night he wakes

Strange look on his face

Pauses, then says

You're my best friend

And you knew what it was

He is in love

You can hear it in the silence, silence, you

You can feel it on the way home, way home, you

You can see it with the lights out, lights out

You are in love, true love

It was raining, typical London weather, Harry had no other option than to ditch his dinner with his mum and stay over at YN's. It was raining very badly, he couldn't drive, nor it was safe for his mum. It was YN dragging him on the side walk (she called her driveway side walk), dancing in the rain. She later ended up getting sick making Harry upset as he warned her, but he was there to take care of her. He really kept his word.

But their first fight was very bad for YN. It was just a misunderstanding, her making him upset without even knowing it. It was not a big deal; he said, he was just being jealous of her colleague. Yeah, Harry Styles get insecure too some times, and why wouldn't he? His girlfriend is the most gorgeous person!

He had promised to pick her up for dinner this night, when he saw her hugging her colleague by the exist. He behaved childish, being grumpy throughout the dinner. Took her back to his as her car broke down and she lives a good one hour away from his place, had an argument there. Ended up sleeping on sofa in his grumpy mood. But she was understanding enough to talk and fix everything. Carefully slid under the blanket he was using and explaining what happened. Her colleague proposed to his girlfriend the day before and she was just congratulating him. Now that fight have became a joke between them. Harry apologised for acting like a baby. He was not feeling himself that day.

She was like his lover and his best friend in one package.

And so it goes

You two are dancing in a snow globe, 'round and 'round

And he keeps the picture of you in his office downtown

It was dark, barely lit as they swayed to the slow music. Like they're in their own bubble dancing under the Northern Lights; like something straight out of a Bollywood movie song. None of them knew how to express their already known feelings to each other, words were never going to be enough.

With both his arms around her waist he leaned down to peck the tip of her nose. She was cold and so was her skin, the dry red tint on her skin was enough to explain that. It was romantically silent around.

And you understand now why they lost their minds and fought the wars

And why I've spent my whole life tryin' to put it into words

'Cause you can hear in the silence

You can feel it on the way home

You can see it with the lights out

You are in love, true love

You are in love

It was literally like a war on social media the day Harry invited YN to his Album listening party in New York, just because she could make it there as she was in the city for work. It was last year. An unfinished album about his ongoing love story with this person. For the first time nothing he wrote was being compared to his love life and private life because everything between YN and him was kept in a safe. No one was there to ruin it for him thist time and it's still going strong. YN took all the criticism from his fan as a grain of salt, mostly the negative comments. Though his fans are still very brutal towards her. He is still going to take her to the upcoming music award show as his plus one.

You can hear it in the silence, silence, you

You can feel it on the way home, way home, you

You can see it with the lights out, lights out

You are in love, true love

You are in love

You can hear it in the silence, silence, you

You can feel it on the way home, way home, you

You can see it with the lights out, lights out

You are in love, true love

You are in love.

As the song ended, Harry smeared his lips over her in affectionate kiss, just like the first kiss they share. He doesn't have toast and eggs to worry about being burnt now. Taking his time he planted several small kisses on full of her lips before capturing her bottom lip in his two. YN was first to pull apart running out of air, just to picked up by her boyfriend as he spun around taking her by surprise. Making her squeal and giggle. He rest her back on her feet carefully.

"My hopeless romantic self is screaming like a feral inside." She told him earning a laugh from him.

"We'll make more of her wishes come true." He told her, making sure to pause the next song, Kiwi, before he continued, "but I need you to answer something first."

"Oh, sure." She nodded.

"Our second anniversary is in two months, would plan to ask you this on that day, but this-" he pointed at the sky with the colourful hue still swaying to their own music, "- wouldn't work out. I don't know what to say, honestly, I tried but I couldn't bring myself to prepare a perfect speech."

He grabbed her left mitten clad hand, and he fished his pocket for something, "I have approval and blessings of your father and brothers, so I'll the ask it: Will you Marry me, YN? Give me the honour of being addressed as your husband, please?" And with that he went on his knee.

YN's stomach did a back flip, he literally managed to make her go weak in knees, now she was stood on her knees too.

"Are you being serious right now?" She asked, crying out her happy sobs following by giggles.

"A thousand per cent serious." He assured her. "Will you marry me?" He asked again.

"You know my answer: yes!" She nodded. Harry gave her another kiss helping her take off her mitten so he can put the ring on her finger. YN noticed his hands were shaking, it was definitely not from the cold weather. She was quick and jump and hug him tightly. She broke the hug to look at him, he was crying too.

"Awh, Harry!" She cooed wiping off his tears and pressing a tender kiss on his lips, then on his dimpled cheek.

"I'm sorry break this to you, but we have our friends here." Harry announced breaking their little moment.

There was Harry's friend Rob, who was with them yesterday as they explored around the town. And Helene. YN was surprised to see her there with her camera.

"Congratulations!" She exclaimed walking towards the couple.

"I was not going to let out engagement go undocumented in pictures and videos." Harry explained seeing a surprise and confused look on her face.

"Yeah, this was all last moment, I was in town for a little and Harry called requesting to take pictures of you two getting engaged. Said; he couldn't trust anyone else to take good pictures." Helene added to his explanation.

"Awh thank you!" YN hugged the girl as well.

"Of course darling, I am so happy for you two!" Helene said and even hugged Harry.

It was getting very cold, so their friends left. Helene promised to send them all the pictures she took of them both by morning. Harry had ordered warm drinks for both of them, coffee at midnight line she sang as Harry got the door to take their coffee cups.

"They're decaff." He told her.

"It still have caffeine in it." She said taking her cup from him warming her hands.

"Do you like the ring, Babe?" He enquired.

YN couldn't look at the ring that closely as everything happened very quickly, and both of them had to rush in as it was getting colder and supposed to get even more cold.

She looked at the ring, which definitely made it obvious, he got it custom made seeing how extra and vintage looking it was. It screamed Harry. A very every-day-wear ring it was, with a square diamond with a halo of smaller ones around it, both of their birth stones places in engraved space on the either side, on a plain white gold band wrapped around her finger perfectly. It looked expensive!

"I love it!" She cooed.

"Look on the inner side of the band." He said before sipping on his coffee.

YN took off the ring, a gasp left her mouth as she saw both of their first initials engraved on the band, the tiny crevices of the letters filled with gold metal which stood out against the white metal, she was already impressed by the birth stone details.

She put her ring back and straddled his lap hugging him tightly. He carefully kept the hot cup of his coffee on the side table, wrapped his own arms around her.

"You said you asked my dad, when did you do that?" She moved back to look at him.

"I might have stopped by when I was coming back from Tokyo." He explained, "I was terrified, but, your dad was super nice."

"Oh, that's why my mum was asking if I was sure about us, like for a week straight." YN shared, "she stopped as it was clearly making me frustrated."

"She cares about you a lot." He cooed.

"She does, a little too much." She agreed.

"So, should we get to planning the wedding?" He asked with a cheeky smirk.

"Why no— ahhhh!" She held onto him tightly as he got up without any warning holding onto her making his way to their bed. "What you exactly want to start planning?"

"The wedding night." He told her lying her down, supporting her head though the mattress was very comfy. "Or where do you want to go for honeymoon."

"God! Let us take our time with planning the wedding. My boss is ACTUALLY fire me this time." She said. Harry managed to fit in between her thighs.

"We'll worry about that later, now let's worry about checking out one thing of my bucket list." He peppered her face with small tender kisses, "shall we?"

"I don't... know.." she teases.

"We'll see." He challenged her.

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E N D N O T E :

I need a Harry in my life.

Also, I tried something new. This usually works in books with longer plots. It was a bit difficult to write the song parts there but I tried my best.

#harry styles

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Sometimes moving on is good

Chapter 10&11

(11&12 on wattpad)

Chapter 9 here

Somehow both of you had managed to get your vacation at the same time, and you were planning to surprise Diane with a trip during the two weeks off you both had.

She was collecting strawberries in her garden and you were watching her from the window like you usually did when she was out. This time you decided to have fun and go find her to help. It was the morning and your flight wasn't before the afternoon.

You dressed to go out and came out the house and behind her so you could surprise her with soft kisses.

Your hands pulled her hair to the side as you pressed your mouth against the back of her neck, moving further to her jawline nibbling her skin quietly as your hands caressed her sides greeting her by kneading both her breasts.

"Oh hello there...what are you doing ?" She playfully asked as she giggled.

"Well I Wanted to meet my neighbor have you seen her anywhere ?"

"Haha very funny...are you single by any chance ?"

"Yes I am, just don't tell my girlfriend I said that."

She set her box down before turning around and pointing at her house

"I think she lives here but most of the time she spends at her girlfriends house"

"Oh really ? Her partner must be a very nice person"

"Not really she's quite annoying I've heard"

You pretended to be offended for a second before replying.

"hah babe ! I am not annoying..."

She kissed the pout on your face and rested her arms around your shoulders to hold you while yours circled her waist. You both held each other for a few minutes, or was it hours ? Just enjoying the feeling of your bodies against each other, being close.

Her head resting against your neck as the sun was heating her skin keeping you in a warm embrace.

"Are you done with the strawberries ?"

"Almost why ?"

"I'll give you a hand so we can go home quicker"

"Okay we'll get started then"

"I will"

She bent down to pick up the box filled with the red fruit and you smacked her ass as she yelped, "hey !"

"Oops I thought there was a fly right there, wait here it is again" you said before slapping her again before grabbing her by the hips and pulling her close. She moaned at the feeling of your leg between hers.

"What is it about strawberries that gets you going like this y/n ?"

"I'm pretty sure it's not the strawberries."

"Well.. what Then ?"

"It's the paints"

She got up and began picking the berries up and placing them in her basket. You caressed her butt one last time before adding.

"Yeah...it's definitely the paints"

"Get to work y/n"

You took your own box and mimicked her movements. Filling your box up you picked one and brought it to your lips to have a bite.

"Hey put that down"

"Try me" you ate the fruit, moaning at the taste of it.

"You didn't even rince it, that's nasty"

"No it's not, besides you don't put any chemicals in this, it's good for my immune system"

"Yeah it'll be good when you have a little worm growing inside you, y/n"

"Whatever you say babe... At least

Come on and have a taste"

You picked one up again this time holding it between your teeth and moving your head closer to diane's, pausing in front of her lips, waiting for her to bite down on it.

"It's silly y/n"

"Mmf...comMfe..on" after some esitating she finally tasted the strawberry before you spit out the leaves and kissed her softly.

She giggled the sugary taste making your kiss more special.

"I'm really not going faster with you distracting me"

You got back to gardening, and once there was no more ready fruits you both went back to the house, hand in hand except for the recipient you held.

After some washing and tidying up you floped down on the couch her upper body resting on your lap as you massaged her temples with on hand and played with her hair with the other one.

"Baby ?"

"Mmm?" She groaned eyes still shut.

"Sit up please I gotta fetch something reel fast"

"Okay.." she sat up and waited as you disappeared to your office for a second.

You came back with your keys and put on your shoes at the bottom of the stairs.

"Can you grab your coat and put on your shoes again ?"

"Wh..wh..what's going on ?"

"Just trust me babe ?"

"..the things I do for you"

"Take your phone and keys too and meet me in the car baby"

"Wait...y/n !?? Where are we going ?!"

Chapter 11

WARNING ⚠️ SMUT (very slight mommy kink nothing too crazy)

You were both driving to the airport and you had managed to get her to bandage her eyes for the trip, after waiting at the airport you finally had hopped in the plane your baggages in the hold.

The flight was calm and Diane didn't complain about being blinded, your hand was on her thigh, keeping her grounded through contact.

When you were almost there you decided it would be too stupid not to let her see the landscape from up here especially since you weren't sure it would be this sunny when you left. So you tapped her shoulder before whispering in her here that you were going to take it off. She blinked a few times at the sudden light around her, she confusedly looked at you before you said

"I couldn't let you miss this"

Pointing out the small window as you were passing the few lakes and swamps surrounding the colorful fields.

"Oh good...this is beautiful y/n...where are we ?"

"..well this is...ouh you almost had me... nice try baby"

"I had to try"

"You'll find out soon we're almost here"

The rest of the time was calm between the few kisses you shared and the ones you pressed to her neck while your fingers rode up and down her thigh.

When the flight was over you got back your stuff and found the car you'd rented.

You took of her blindfold and she gasped

"Y/n are we in france ????!"

"Really ? What gave it away ? Let me guess the car's plate"

"Well there's an F and the shops have french names"

"Then Yes we are "

"I don't even know what to say y/n...i.. I'm..thank you I guess"

"No need to thank me..baby i wanted to take you on a trip so here we are. Don't get to comfortable cause we are driving for an hour an a half maybe"

"We ? Oh honey you are driving"

"How come ?!"

"It's your trip and I don't know where we're going"

"True"

After driving for around 1h15 you arrived where you were staying, it was a small farm that you had rented, away from the city but not to far so you'd still be able to go visit some stuff. It was a quiet place surrounded by fields and Forests.

"My god baby this place is Wonderful, how did you find this ?!"

"My grandma lives a few minutes away, I used to ride my bike here when I was 5."

She looked saddened all of the sudden for some reason and you couldn't help but hold her in your arms for a second before asking her what was wrong.

"..will you teach me ?..how to ride I mean"

You pulled back slightly raising your brows

"You don't need any help riding me ?...Oh you meant the bike"

"Yes I did you pervert...m..my mother never took the time to teach me"

"Well it'll be my pleasure, surely we can borrow my grandma's we hen we go there tomorrow"

"Wait...what ?"

"It was supposed to be a surprise so you wouldn't be anxious but your meeting my family tomorrow, we're having dinner at their house".

"Why didn't you tell me !? Y/n ! You know how I need to prepare for these...do they know how old I am ? What are they gonna think ?"

"Diane calm down baby..they know all that already they don't care as long as you make me happy and I love you...now let's put these inside I want to show you around before we settle in."

You both put your things inside the house and got ready for a small walk outside.

You went buy the animals that were there, a few goats, donkeys, horses and normand cows all enjoying their grass behind the wooden fence. She looked around eyes shining with amazement, feeding the animals and holding your hand as you went through the small paths protected by the leaves, the sun shining through them leaving dots of light on her face and her bare shoulders. You found a spot near a small fountain where you dipped your feets inside the cold Water, snuggled together while listening to the sounds of birds chirping and animals running though the trees. Your eyes Met each other and you were both driven by the desire to press your lips together, bodies tightly wrapped against each other, you started making on on the soft grass, the green plants tickling her ears as you started prepping up on your elbows on both sides.

Lips trailing downward to her neck, biting collarbones, hands running over her body, curves finding her hair to cup her cheek lovingly. Her breath getting shallower by each pressing of your lips, each touch of your fingers against her skin, eyes flying closed as she enjoyed the feeling of having you have her here.

The sun warming up her skin and water drowning out her sounds, little whimpers fell out of her mouth as you took your breast in one hand, lips starting their way down her body. Taking of her shirt and bra, leaving her chest available for your wet attacks, sucking her nipples as she moaned against you.

Your hands playing with each of her buds while you went down on her, she shivered in anticipation when she felt you take off her panties with your teeth, before she opened her legs welcoming you with her dripping pussy.

"So wet for me my baby"

".. please...I'm close already"

You wasted no time devouring her, between the soft licks on her clit and the sweet sucking of her lips, you had her on the edge quickly, her hips grinding hard against your jaw, fist grabbing anything she could hold, the grass, your hair, her skirt.

"Does that fell good baby ?"

"Uh..uh B..BABE...Y/N I..I'm gonna cum ....AH.!!"

she came when you entered her with two fingers, curling them inside her clenching walls. Bending her back until she snapped shaking in your arms, Your teeth grazing the skin there, drinking up her juices.

You looked up and pulled her panties back on and her skirt back up before coming up and kissed her while whispering.

"I love you"

You walked back to the house after she regained some strength, settling your things in the room before fixing each other something to eat, after you were both finished you washed the dishes while she looked outside again, admiring the landscape.

"I'm done sweetie do you want to go in the jacuzzi ?"

"There's a jacuzzi ?"

"Well it's a hot tub, outside but still"

"Baby i don't have any swimsuit"

"That's a good thing I packed one for you then"

"Well in that case lead the way"

She put on the two piece you'd picked for her, it was a green color that complimented well her red hair, and hugged her curves perfectly. And you had your swim shorts with a bikini top.

"Baby you look so hot in this Diane"

"you know me well babe it's a nice color"

"Hop in then babe, the waters warm just how you like it"

You lented your hand to help her in and she settled herself on your lap, straddling your things.

"There was plenty of room not that I'm complaining but you didn't have to sit here"

"I can get off if you want"

"Well I'm not stopping you if you wanna get off on me like.. go ahead I'll be happy to watch."

"You know what I meant, I can get off of you"

"I don't want you to"

"Good, me neither"

She began kissing your neck while her hands untangled your bikini straps fingers dancing on your nipples as you moaned.

"Let me make you feel as good as you did mommy" she was shocked at the words that came out of her own mouth, never would you had thought it was something that turned her on but you have her a reassuring smile and went on.

"Well go ahead then"

Her hands went down while she kept nibbling your collarbones, underneath your shorts immediately circling your clit, digits dragging through your folds, she build up the pace and grounded her hips down on your thighs, also getting wet from the interaction.

"Go ahead...baby...fuck yourself on mommy's lap"

After a few minutes you both came moaning each others name, her hips grinding with force on your lap, her fingers stroking you in rythme. You rested your head against hers breaths evening out, hands caressing her hair.

"This is going to be a great vacation"

"I love you y/n"

"Me too baby..me too"

#sarah paulson fanfiction #diane sherman x reader #diane sherman #sarah paulson characters

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Slumber party—

Part five

Israel was sitting in her room with a thick book pressed in between her fingers while her cute round glasses hung on the tip of her nose. Since it was Friday, It was a chill day for her. She had no chores or errands to run because she had gotten them all done the day before, so that meant it was just going to be herself, her books, silence, And her baby turtle Franklin, of course. He was cute, small and a bit smelly but he was one of her first friend.

Israel slightly jumped from the screeching sound of her window Flying open and hitting her wall, with a loud slam.

The weather was a bit breezy today but Israel loved when it was like this. The sound of the wind blowing against her window and The soothing clicks and clacks of her mother Wind chimes hitting against each other. It triggered a feeling In her that was hard to explain... It brought her back to a place she missed dearly, her childhood. Summers at her grandparents house playing outside, and sleeping in a full size bed with four of her cousins, scratched up together with nothing to cool them down but the loud fan in the window.

it was a feeling that only lasted seconds before life pulled her back to the harsh reality that she was grown and had responsibilities.

She got up from her window seat and shut it. She glanced out the window and her eyes drifted over to the site of her parents loading the car up with what looked to be suit cases. Her eyes frowned in confusion before she throw her book on the bed and jogged down the crackling stairs. The front door opened before she could reach the bottom of the stairs, her mom came in frantically looking around the room like she was looking for something.

"Mom where are y'all going?" She asked concerned at this point. She had only seen her mother like this once, and that was when her oldest brother got arrested. That was another story for a different day.

Isabel finally grabbed her keys and headed for the door not even hearing her daughters question. Israel followed her outside and grabbed the car door before she could close it. "Where are you going? What happened?" Her mother let out a huff since she was out of breath from running around the house grabbing things.

"your aunt got into a really bad accident this morning, so me and your dad is catching a flight to Chicago to make sure she already, this was the earliest flight we could catch. We're probably gonna have to stay a week or two since she has no one to take care of her. Call and Tell your brothers we're leaving, and make sure to lock the door." Her mom yelled out the car window as her father drove out of the driveway slowly as Israel stood there dumbfounded by the news. She watched as they drove away. It more then odd but why would her mother lie about her sister being in a car crash? She shrugged before going back into the house.

She sat on her knees in front of the couch with her Palms facing The ceiling saying a quick prayer for her aunt before hopping up with a squeal.

She felt bad for her aunt...(even though she only met her once when she was about ten) she really did....but that didn't mean she wasn't excited to have the whole house to herself for the day. Having three older brothers will leave you drained and in-dire need to some privacy and alone time.

She decided it was the perfect time for her pamper routine she tried to do every week.

She jogged up the stairs before grabbing her speaker and phone. She Blue-toothed it to the speaker. Soothing music was a very important part of the routine, or else it was boring. She turn on her Noel soul/feminine empowering play list. Which was full of, erykah-badu, Ari Lennox, Lauryn Hill and Solange, plus more amazing female artists.

She ran her bath water hot, and clear of soap since she was very sensitive in her lower half area. She pull flower prattles in the water to make it look pretty before adding a few drops of some scented oils.

Her bathroom smelled of vanilla.

She stood in-front of her bathroom mirror, slowly swaying her body to the beat and voice of Ari Lennox. Backseat.

Israel dragged her oversized shirt over her head, and slowly dragged the thick fabric of her white sweatpants down her smooth pretty brown legs. She turned away from the mirror and dipped her foot in first before fulling sitting down in the hot water. She took a breath of relief.

She reached over her bathtub to grabbed the book she was reading. 'How to embrace your feminine' it read on the cover, in big bold pink lettering. She was very interested in the topic lately. And it was differently helping her embrace her feminine side more and more. Her mother, of course taught her the basics such as, how to properly clean herself and to cross her legs when she sat, but it was so much more to it then just making sure to cross your legs when you sit.

It was WAY deeper then that. It was the way you dressed, acted, speak.

When you hear that it may seem a bit intimidating but it truly changed the way the whole world looked at you, especially as a brown/dark skin women, Since they were seen as aggressive, anger, and bitter by Society for whatever reason.

It hurt a bit to know you have to change yourself for society to except you, but Israel wanted this. Ever since she was a young girl but never knew how To express her girly side since she was mainly around her older brothers.

A hour later, her music was interrupted by her phone ringing and she sat her book down on her sink before standing up from the water and stepping out, dripping water everywhere.

"Erik." She whispered, a grin spreading on her glossy lips, as she stared down at her phone screen. She jumped on her bed and unplugged it. "hello?" She answered, her voice getting softly automatically.

"Wassup babygirl, what you doing?" He asked, putting his phone on speaker so he could set it down on the floor next to him. Grunting as he pulled himself up, his chin tapping the pull up bar slightly before he lower himself, repeating it over.

She stood up from her bed and grabbed her towel, wrapping it around her breasts. She walked back into her bathroom and drained the now lukewarm bath water. "just got out the tube, and about to shave, exfoliate and put a face mask on." She giggled softly.

"Damn that sounds good as fuck right now, you mind coming over and pampering me?" He half joke, chuckling before jumping down from the pull-up bar to grab his ice cold water. She laughed throwing her head back. "Awww poor baby, you sore?" He sighed laying down on his mat. his hands on his head, feeling the soreness really kick in. It was most likely gonna be worst tomorrow.

"Hell yeah...my legs, arms and stomach feel like they just ran over."

"Why do you work yourself so hard Erik?" Things got quite on his side, she looked at her screen wondering why he was speaking. He was staring off into the distance with his lip in between his teeth. "Because I got some important shit to get done..." he tailed off.

"Life changing shit. Get ready I'm about to pick you up." She chuckled rolling her eyes, dipping her fingers in to the clay face mask that she was in love with. It made her skin so soft and scar free. It was a very important part of her skin care routine.

"How you know I wanna go somewhere with you?" He chuckled standing up from the floor taking the phone with him.

"Cuz you ain't got shit else to do." She opened and closed her mouth, offended but know he was right.

"Fine I guess, but this time I get to stay out how ever late I want since my parents are out of town." She cheered brightly. Smiling into the camera with her gray face mask on. Then She gasped As a genius idea popped into her head. "Oh my gosh can we have a sleep over at your house? That would be so fun!" Erik on the other side of the phone sorted. "A sleep over? What is this 5th grade?" Well shit. Israel thought putting a pout on her face.

"Well I wouldn't know since I never got to have a sleep over or go to a sleep over before of my parents." Having strict parents was a struggle. She knew that they only did it to protect her but she feels like she missed out on a lot stuff when she was a child.

"We ain't having no damn sleep over." He said sternly, pouring some cold water in his glass water bottle. Israel pout got bigger but Erik ignored her. Israel stomped her bare foot on the ground, the smacking sound catching his attention. "Please? Pleeeeeeease! We can get candy, movies blankets the whole thing....pretty please? With a cherry on top?" Erik sighed harshly staring at her with a bored expression. "Alright whatever Sasha, start packing ya shit, imma be there in like 30 minutes." He said chuckling before hanging up on her before she could ask why he called her Sasha. She laughed at the fact that he thought it was only gonna take her 30 minutes to get ready.

Israel shrugged and ran back into her bathroom to shaved, deep condition her kinky curls and moistures her whole body.

a horn honk was heard two times and Israel already knew it was Erik so she didn't bother looking out the window. She ran down the stairs and out the front door with her big brightly blue duffel bag. She locked the door before skipping off the porch happily, with a big grin on her face, Her big duffle bag swinging around from her running.

"Look at her spoiled goofy ass." He mumbled to himself smirking.

"You're 2 hours and 15 minutes late." She stated jokily because sliding into the passenger seat. He chuckled dryly. "Ha ha I was low key rethinking this whole thing to be honest."

Bold.

Israel had been trying to think of a word to describe him and one of them was bold. He didn't really have a filter...or maybe he just didn't really care about other people's feelings. Not saying that it hurt her feeling because she knew he was only joking...probably.

"Stop acting like you wasn't the one that asked me to come with you. You don't be having anything to do ether." She assed back, cutting her eyes at him. Only making him chuckled.

"What the fuck is in that bag? You pack ya whole room?" She rolled her eyes before unzipping it to show him everything.

"No, I just brought some of my favorite movies, some popcorn and the rest is some clothes and stuff."

"The notebook?" He said eyeing it in disgusted, picking it up and throwing it back into her bag.

"What? What's wrong with the notebook? It's a really sad and loving story." She defended her favorite movie hugging it to her chest. "That shit is so soppy-" she smacked her lips. "Ok and? You probably only watch thug where the main character always dies in the end from some gang related shit." Erik sat quietly because she was right. She snickered shaking her head.

"Yeah but that's real life shit, niggas die every in the hood but how likely is it that you meet this girl in high school, y'all parents make y'all break up on some Romeo and Juliet type shit then years later y'all find each other when one of y'all about to get married then y'all fuck fall in love again them find out whole time the bitch had short term memory lose-" Israel gasped at his harsh words, smacking him on the arm. "Erik!" She screamed covering her mouth to stop herself from laughing.

"That's shit is just not possible." He shrugged stopping at a red light.

"You're just looking at it In the wrong way- she grabbed the movie case looking at the back of it. -think of it like this, they had a love so strong that even years later they were still in love with each other, even after ally found love again there was no love compared to the love she had for Noah." She sighed batting her eyelashes towards the blue sky, like she looking at the love of her life.

"It's a beautiful story Erik." He rolled his eyes and mumbled under his breath. "I still don't want to watch that shit but ok."

Erik unlocked his front door to his house and Israel stepped in.

His house smelled like him- was the first thing Israel thought, while spinning around to get a full look at the house from the door way.

Since it was a loft his Kitchen, living room and bedroom was all in one room, basically, Except you had to go up stairs to get to his bed. And it was all decorated with a African theme. Masks and ancient looking spears and weapons hung on the wall almost like in a museum. Israel was so intrigued She forgot Erik was even standing there. "Wow..." she whispered reaching out to touch The long sliver spear. "You like it?" Erik whispered in her ear making goosebumps appear on her arms The back of her neck. "Yeah...it's beautiful, where you get it? Is it real?" She said dragging her finger tips down the front of it feeling it's smooth texture. "You mean is it from a real African tribe? Yes it's is, it from a tribe of women." Israel's eyes lit up brightly.

"You have so many cool things up here." He nodded watching her look closely at everything. He went to the kitchen to let her explore a little while he popped the popcorn for the movie. Eventually she walked into the kitchen to find Erik pouring the bag of popcorn into a big bowl for the both of them to share.

"You have a beautiful home." She complemented him as he passed the bowl over for her to grab some. She stuffed her mouth full as she grabbed the bowl. "Thanks, Damn slow down mamas it's not gonna run from you shit." He mumbled watching her barely be able to swallow the rest that was in her mouth before a another hand full was in her mouth. "My bad, it's a habit." She laughed chewing slowly now.

"Nah yo ass just always hungry." He joked. teasingly poking her in the side, making her squirm from how ticklish she was.

"stop that!" She groans smacking his hand before grabbing a another handful of pop corn.

______

Israel plopped down on Erik's bed as he turned on his projector and set everything up for the movie.

She loved it here, his whole loft was a vibe. From the front door to his bedroom— his bedroom was probably her favorite part since she has never really seen anything like this.

"What are we watching?" Israel asked innocently looking up at him through her eyelashes.

"IT." He shrugged clicking on the movie before walking back over to the bed to sit next to her.

"but...I don't want to watch it..." she tilted her head to the side, sticking her bottom lip out at him. "Oh come on you cry baby you'll be fine, ain't no clown ass nigga bout to come in here and get you, and if they tried I'll kill his ass." He said making her laugh out. "I still don't want to watch this shit, imma be scared to night...I'm going to be by myself all weekend most likely and you live all the way out here so what you gonna do?" He only chuckled and hushed her pressing play on the movie.

Israel hide herself on the side of Erik as it began.

A hour and 5 minutes later A jump scare popped on the screen and Israel jerked so hard the popcorn spilled over landing on Erik's lap. Erik on the other hand was unfazed and haven't jumped not once yet, and it was annoying Israel. "You're making me look like a scary cat damn...at least jump once." She mumbled cutting her eyes his way. "Because it's not scary, you just a pussy." She gasped and smack him on the arm playfully. He chuckled and throw a piece of popcorn at her face that she throw back without a hesitation and then that turned into a popcorn fight.

Israel throw a hand full of popcorn and Erik won by dumping the whole bowl onto her head. "Erik! That's not fair!" He stuck his tongue out at her and hopped off the bed before she could throw more at him. "I won fair and Square, don't be a sore loser." He chuckled as she sat on her legs with a pout on her face and her arms crossed over her chest with the bowl on her head. "Stop making that face before I come over there and attack your cute ass."

"You always cheat when we play games....like last night when we played 8 ball-"

"I didn't cheat you just trying to make yourself feel better because you know you suck ass." Israel mouth hang open in fake shock and Erik tossed a piece of popcorn into it. She couldn't help but laugh at his dumb ass as he yelled "buckets!"

He pick up the remote and pressed Pause on the movie that they had completely forgot about and scooped some of the thrown popcorn back into the bowl. "Imma go get my vacuum, I'll be right back." Israel Nodded her head, popping a few m&m's in her mouth.

It was popcorn literally everywhere and Israel felt kinda bad that he was the only one trying to clean even though she helped make the mess. She didn't want him to think she was a horrible guest so she started to push the popcorn up in a pile in the middle the bed. As she was reaching over to grabbed more popcorn she stretched her leg out accidentally kicking something off of the bed. It made a loud crashing sound and Israel prayed that she didn't break anything. She was sure Erik would ripe her head off if she did.

She turn around and pecked over the side of the bed. It was a laptop- a Mac book to be exact. A two Thousand dollar laptop. "Shit." She mumbled reaching over to grab it by the screen. She plunged it back into the charger and the screen popped on. it was unlocked which was surprising since not many people left their laptops or phone without a password.

She hummed and focused on what was on the screen. It was a girl with pink prissy Lingerie and tall white platform heels on. Her makeup was bright and her curls were loose and blonde. It caught Israel's attention immediately. It looked to be on Tumblr but she wasn't quite sure. She knew it look familiar to the app that her cousin jazz spent hours. Jazz had tried her to get into it but Israel just wasn't really fascinated by the app. It looked boring and plan to her.

And eventually after looking at the picture for a couple of seconds Her Curiosity got the best of her And soon her fingertips were moving to the scrolling pad and she was invading his privacy.

The page was full of beautiful girls dressed in cute girly outfits and pigtails and she was hooked. She was already a whore for fashion so she was always up for finding and exploring with different aesthetic's. And this was definitely one that she was not TO familiar with. She has dressed in prissy and girly things of course since she was a girly girl but never to this Extreme. The hair bows butterfly clips, knee-high socks pastel color platforms and tutus styled with crap tops were so cute to her. It was nothing like the clothes she had in her closet.

Her style had multiple personalities and this was one that she definitely wanted to add to the Collection. Then something Else caught her attention, the words DDLG, princess, daddy, little, and dom/sub printed everywhere on the site. One girl put #miss my daddydom in her caption and Israel went to click on the tag curious as to what that meant. She knew the girl wasn't talking about her father with the type of picture that went with the caption clearly.

She was so lost in Computer and finding new pages that she didn't hear or see Erik walk back into the room...not until the laptop was being snatched away from her hands. She gasped and scramble to get her words out. "Why were you on my shit?" He hissed slowly pressing his body against hers making her lay flat on the bed with her palms gripping the cushion. She let out a shaky breath turning her head avoiding his eyes. "I'm sorry I-it was a accident-" He let out a deep and scary chuckled that made her blood run cold.

It was like he was a completely different person.

"So you accidentally turn my laptop on and was looking through my shit?" He asked. She then realized how stupid that sounded how much trouble she had just got herself into. She should have knew that he would snap like that since he did that the first she got in his car and was looking through his shit. "Well n-no I just meant I didn't do it intentionally....I accidentally kicked your laptop off the couch while I trying to clean up the popcorn and your laptop popped on and then the cute ass outfits that girl had on caught my attention and the next thing I knew I was scrolling through your st-uff." She whispered trying to Swallow the lamp that was Forming in her throat. The tears filled her waterline and her vision became blurry. Erik's face softened a bit and he sat her up on her butt. With tears now running down her face and a little pout silently asking for forgiveness.

Erik's big thumbs ran across her cheeks taking the tears with it. He let out a deep breath before pulling her head up in the air so that she was looking at him. "Stop all that crying shit, look at me." He demanded. Her doe eyes stared into his. "It's alright just don't be looking through my stuff without my permission, I hate that shit."

She nodded and they sat in silent until her Curiosity got the best of her. "What is...that?....i really like the way they dress... it's cute." She said batting her eyelashes trying to lighten the mood. Erik ran his hand down his face cracking a small smile before resting his hand on his chin, Staring at her.

"You like... the outfits? the only thing you saw was the outfits?" She shrugged. "I mean some of them were half naked but nothing more then their panties and bras" He plotted down on the bed next to her pulling her down with him so they were both laying down staring at each other. "I got some filthy shit on there I don't think you're innocent ass would be able to handle." She broke out into a fit of laughter, she laughed so hard tears came to her eyes. She didn't know exactly why it was so funny to her but it was- maybe it was the fact that she couldn't see Erik as a 'filthy' man. Erik didn't find it as funny as she did. Once she saw he wasn't laughing she stoped, and bit her lip. "Sorry."

"Why you laughing tho?" She shrugged again.

"I just...don't see you as- I don't know a dirty man. When I think of a 'dirty man' I think of a man that's really really sexual. You talk dirty sometimes but you even talk about your sex life that much- a matter of fact you never talk about you sex life like ever, I mean expect for that one night but other then that you don't." He give her a teasing grin before pulling her closer by wrapping a arm around her waist.

"you want me to talk about my sex life?" She blush And smacked him on his chest, it vibrating from his deep laugh. "No of course not...unless?" She mumbled before placing her hand over her face to hide her embarrassment. "How you gonna say that then get embarrassed?"

He lick his thick lips slowly watching her peck through her fingers with a small smile on her face. "I just mean like....what so interesting about it? My cousin literally tells me everything about her and her man sex life so I'm sure I can handle what goes on in yours."

"'ight bet." He smirked getting up from the couch And over to the cabinet that was across the room. He grabbed a key that was hanging a above it and unlocked the cabinet. Israel leaned over to try and see what was in it but his bold ass shoulders were in the way of her view. Soon he pulled out a dvd case with no picture on the front and popped it in. He jumped back onto the bed with her, he watched the screen load while Israel starred holes into his face.

"What did you just put in?" She asked as she got a bit suspicious. His behavior had changed she could tell by the way his body shifted and the look on his face. It was hard again with a slight smirk glazing his lips. His eyes hazy and low. He shrugged at her question just as she did not to long ago to him.

He pressed play and the smirk he had on his face turned into a full on grin when a dark room with little to no light in it. The only light was a red LED lightbulb that gave the room a dark glow. Israel frowned as she tried to figure out what was happening. Realization hit her when she saw Erik come into the camera shot with a limp girl laying in his arms. She almost looked....lifeless with the way her arms just flopped around.

Erik laid her in the bed and took what looked to be rope from the dresser next to the bed. He brought her arms up to the headboard and tied them tightly. Since the girl was unconscious he had no problem tying her up. He kinda wished she was awake cause he liked the struggle sometimes. After he tired her arm and legs to the headboard he reached In the dresser again and pulled out a long white candle and a lighter. He sparked the lighter and the girl's finger twitched a bit and he grinned evilly knowing she was coming back. He lit the candle and let it malt slowly. The tip of the candle wax was clear now so he slowly pour it onto the back of the girl's legs since they were up in the air. She blotted awake in shook and in pain.

Israel slowly began to sink into her seat as chills were sent down her back, this wasn't something she has ever seen and he haven't even got started yet.

"You're awake.....how lovely of you to join me princess, how was your sleep." The girl breathing was heavy and loud but she calmed down when she saw it was just Erik. Erik ran his hand down her the valley of her breasts all the way down to her naked pussy.

Her body shivered slightly and jerk. "Just fuck me already Daddy!" The girl whin. He had already teased her to unconsciousness she was tired of his games.

"This is what you call foreplay, it's basically just getting the girl turned on before you start fucking her. Mainly because if she isn't wet it'll hurt her and won't feel as good for the guy ether." He answered before she could even ask because he knew she was going to ask. She clueless, poor thing.

She nodded trying to swallow her spit even though her mouth was dry. She was getting hot everywhere. Erik could tell by the way she squirmed and shifted in her seat. Her eyes were glued to the big tv screen. eyes watching his every movement, as crazy as it may sound she was slightly jealous of the girl on the screen. As she got older the more she craved to be touched by a man, she was definitely sexually frustrated and she just had to deal with it.

"Ok Erik I get it now we don't have to watch the whole thing." She huffed out a breath reaching out for the remote to turn it off but Erik snatched the remote from her.

"Nah you wanted to watch it so watch it." He snapped making her roll her eyes. They were now 15 minutes in and Erik was fucking the girl to tears. Her voice was horsed and almost gone with the way she was screaming for him to fuck her harder. Erik's body was glossy from the sweat that was dripping down in tear drops onto the girl's.

The tension in the room had gotten so thick that Israel was feeling a bit uneasy, her cheeks were hot and her hands were shaky but her eyes stayed on the screen.

This was probably the best porn she had ever seen- even though She hadn't searched and looked for porn on her own since she was semi traumatized from All the videos her cousins tried to get her to watch one night at a sleep over they had about a year ago. And all the videos that they showed her were videos of white girls fake moaning 'yes daddy give me that big thick cock' and ever since she it had been a big a turn off for her— but this? This was on a whole different level of sexy. The way his body moved mesmerized against the girl's. she couldn't help but imagine the girl as herself. In a deep arch gripping the sheets begging for him to let her cum.

Israel lip was sucked in between her teeth in a hungry manner and her feet played with each other on top of the blankets that were now at their feet.

"Erik..." he hummed at her, moving his eyes to hers. "Why are you showing me this?" He grabbed the remote and stopped the video.

"Because you asked to see it, don't ask me to show you for no shit like this again-" He mumbled taking the dvd out his dvd. "-cause clearly you can't handle it." He snapped, now facing her.

"I Didn't expect you to show me that..." she mumbled moving her eyes around the room to avoid his.

It was silent on both sides, Israel was more so embarrassed then amused like Erik was. "Why so quite now mamas?" He asked laying back on the bed.

"I feel...tingly, down there" He hummed, smirking. turning his face towards her. "You feel all hot and bothered?" She nodded her head before laying against his shoulder, in embarrassment.

The fact that she just admitted that to him was probably the most embarrassing thing she has every done.

"You want me to fix it?" He asked very softly, against the shell of her ear. She whimpered. "E, stop...can you put my movie in now?"

"You don't want daddy to help you?" He said in a jokily manner, Teasing her while poking her in the stomach.

"Erik stop teasing meeeee you're making it worse!" She whined pushing him off of her. "Nigga put my movie in." She demanded, pointing to the tv laughing nervously.

"Alright alright, Baby." He chuckled loudly before getting up to put her movie in.

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hardforbenhardy · 4 years

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the perfect gift | benxfem!reader

summary: the first time ben is meeting your parents, and you are nervous. but not as nervous as you are to give ben his present

warnings: intense fluff so prepare yourself coz ben is a d o r a b l e in this

based on two prompts: "that's what your wearing?" and "i tested positive"

word count: 4.5k

thought i'd do a little christmassy themed oneshot considering it was ... yakno... christmas; it’s been in my drafts for a while so there’s no better time than the present (no pun intended😊) i had fun writing this so i hope you have fun reading it! :)

Christmas had always been the same; through the 27 years of your life, you stuck to your traditions. You would always spend the time with your whole family, with the traditional Christmas roast and gift-giving. You loved it; you were extremely close with all your family, and spending time with them was always cherished since it only happened twice a year. However, there was one part that you couldn't stand. The worst part of it all was the fact that every year you were the only adult who was yet to find a relationship. All your siblings, your parents, aunt and uncles, grandma and grandpa, even some of your older cousins; they were all coupled up. You had even tried to convince them one year that you had finally found yourself a man; of course, you had simply bribed your best friend to pretend to be your boyfriend for the one day. He, however, was not as good of an actor as you thought he would be - caving in after only 3 hours in the household by accidentally spilling that he was in fact gay.

Though, this year you didn't have to pretend; you had finally found a man who you truly loved. He was the spitting image of what you considered perfection and you were sure he was the one. You and Ben had taken your relationship quite quickly, you had only been together for 10 months and yet you had already moved into a house together and adopted a small puppy. Though, you didn't see it as a particularly bad thing; you knew for certain that he was the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, the man you wanted to start a family with, grow old with. And you were also pretty certain that you were that woman for him; I mean, that's what he told you every single day. Every morning as you sat around the table to eat your breakfast; every lunch time when you'd facetime him from the office; every evening when you were snuggling in bed and he just had to mention it, which of course often led to more. You were absolutely hooked onto him, like a baby to a bottle; you simply couldn't resist him. So showing him off to your family was assuredly what you were most looking forward to this Christmas. You had already met Ben's family, and so it was now his time.

The two of you were about to leave to drive down for Christmas Eve, and the nerves were beginning to set in; what if they didn't like Ben? What if they thought you were both moving too fast? What if the nieces and nephews didn't want to play with him? What if they all took one glance at Ben and thought he could do better? You saw Ben as an angel, but you didn't know about them; after all, your mother had always wanted the perfect step-son. She had been pretty adamant about it from the start. Nevertheless, you brushed the nerves off and paid attention to curling your hair. Your concentration was broken, however, by the sight of Ben entering the bedroom in the reflection of the mirror in front of you. You grinned widely at the sight before you, or rather behind you, as the strapping blonde man strode in wearing what you noticed to be a rather formal suit considering the fact you were only attending a Christmas dinner with your family. In fact, it was extremely formal considering the fact you were only attending a Christmas dinner with your family; meaning you couldn't help but giggle.

"That's what your wearing? Baby, we're going to my parents for Christmas, not a wedding!"

"What? I wanted to impress them!" He exclaimed rather seriously, which made you chuckle before standing up off the little stool to walk towards him to give him a small peck on the cheek; which funnily made him blush like a madman. That was something you loved about Ben; he seemed like every day he saw you was as if he was seeing you for the first time again. Somedays, he acted like a horny teenager who couldn't resist your touch. Other days, he acted like you were made of glass, as if you were the most precious, fragile thing on the earth which led to being peppered with little kisses and hugs of every form whenever he saw you. And other days, he acted like he was made of glass, and would blush or smile every time you even placed a gentle finger on him; and you had a strong feeling, this was one of those days. "I mean, what if they don't like me, or they don't think I'm good enough for their daughter? What do we do then? Because I love you, I really really love you and I want to spend my whole life with you but I can't do that if your family doesn't like me because-“

"Baby, I know they're going to love you, okay. Maybe not as much as I do, but trust me; my mum is going to take one look at you and she'll treat you like the son she never had. You look gorgeous, and as much as I am admiring the way you look in this suit, you need to change. Swap the shirt and tie out for a tshirt, and the tapered pants for some of your nice jeans." you encourage him, stroking his upper arm lightly and smiling up at his face which looked extremely defeated. You could sense the anxiety emanating from his body, he was just as nervous to meet your parents as you were for them to meet him. But you didn't tell him that, because you didn't want to worry him anymore than he already was. He simply nodded, taking a deep breath and unsleeving his arms from the blazer so that he could unbutton his shirt. You pushed his hand out the way and did it yourself, after seeing the way his hands were pretty much shaking. He still preoccupied himself, beginning to pull his trousers off to fasten the pace, as he knew you needed to set off soon to make it in time.

Once he was dressed in more appropriate clothing, which you deemed suitable for a first impression, you were finally able to leave for your parents. The car journey over there was a little less stressful, as Ben had began to calm down and forget all about his little moment in the morning. However, as you stood outside your parent's house, your own nerves began to set in. You had arrived a lot later than you expected to, having been stuck in traffic for a lot of the journey. Your hand trembled as you went to ring the doorbell, Ben stood a step behind you so that your parents would be able to greet you first. The door swung open after a few seconds, revealing the bright cheery face of your mother.

"Darling, hello! It's lovely to see you! Come in, come in!" she cheered, stepping to the side to allow you and Ben to enter. You gave her a warm hug as you walked in, in which she responded with a small kiss to your temple. Your father entered the room too, a smile emerging on his face, and you couldn't help but laugh as you noticed the apron he was wearing; it was the same one he wore every single year, with an awful christmas pun which to be honest was not a suitable apron to wear around children.

"Mum! Dad! I've missed you so much! Sorry we were late - the traffic was awful" you squealed, pulling your dad in for a hug as well, until you looked to the side to see Ben standing there incredibly awkwardly as you greeted your parents. "Mum, Dad, I'd love for you to meet my boyfriend, Ben"

"It's nice to meet you, Mr and Mrs LN. Thank you for having me, especially during a time which is meant for spending time with family" He greeted, holding his hand out to shake my fathers, but rather he pulled Ben in for a hug. You then realised you had completely forgotten to mention to Ben quite how open and friendly your family were, meaning he had quite a shocked reaction to the sudden embrace.

"Please, call us Lydia and Michael. And you are part of this family Ben; any friend of YN's is a friend of ours, lovie. Now why don't the two of you head up to your room and settle down - that way, you'll be awake in time for tomorrow morning when the kids come up and completely wreck your lie-in!" Your mum whisper-yelled, chuckling as she handed your suitcases over to your dad to help you haul them up the flights of stairs to your old childhood room that you and Ben were planning to stay in for the next two nights. Admittedly, you were a bit embarrassed considering you knew your mother hadn't changed anything about your room since you were 18 and moved out to University, so you were in for an awkward and humiliating moment when Ben first saw the posters of Roger Taylor and Queen all over your wall like you were some kind of crazy fangirl. Which, of course, you were but you didn't even think about having to explain that until now.

After a good 10 minutes of Ben laughing at your seemingly-passionate devotion to the band, you had finally settled down in your bed, which was thankfully a double. It was rather cold, being wintertime, so you and Ben were cuddled up extremely close together under bundles of blankets in an attempt to keep some warmth between you. You spent a majority of your nights curled up like this, Ben's touch providing a haven for you. And just like every other night, you ended it with the same words.

"I told you they'd love you, you practically had my mum wrapped around your finger!" You grinned, poking Bens stomach jokingly as he released a low chuckle at your point. He knew you were right, because you had mentioned that your mother was often more removed from people if she didn't like them.

"Okay, okay; I was worried for nothing, I'll admit it! But I had every right to be!" He defended himself, his warm breath on your shoulder sending shivers down your spine. You couldn't help but cuddle closer, wrapping your arms around his torso and place your head in the nook of his shoulder.

"I know, I know; I really do love you Ben"

"I love you too"

*****

You were woken by the feeling of a small body pouncing onto your stomach, shouting and cheering filling the otherwise silent room; "Aunty Yn, Unca Bwen! Wake up! It's Christmas Day! And Santa's come!"

You chuckled, partly at your nieces urgency to get downstairs and open some presents, but mainly at Ben's low groan at being woken at 7 in the morning. Your heart softened at her reference to Ben being her Uncle, and not just a random man who had joined the family for the day. You urged the 4 year old to move off you so you could climb out of bed, grabbing the dressing gown screwed up in the floor and pushing your arms through the sleeves. "Lilah, give us 10 minutes and we'll be right down, okay?"

"Okay!" She squealed, wrapping her tiny arms around your legs before running off to shout to her brother Jackson that you'd be down in "twen" minutes.

"Baby, wake up" You whispered, shaking Bens arm lightly and kissing his forehead, only to hear him grunt and roll to face the other way. "Tired"

"So am I, but it's Christmas hun; come on, I want my presents!" You giggled, giving him a shove and jumping out of bed to tie the newly-clad gown. Ben pulled himself off the mattress and lugged over to the en-suite bathroom, mumbling that he was taking a quick shower before they head down. In the meanwhile, you busied yourself with helping your mum out in the kitchen to prepare Christmas dinner.

"Is Ben not joining us this morning?"

"He's just taking a quick shower, he'll be down soon" you explained, chopping the veg; you found yourself grinning at the mention of his name. Of course, your mother noticed this.

"You seem perfect for each other, you know. He seems like a very lovely lad too; your father and I are very happy you have found yourself someone" She smiled, elbowing your side a little which made you chuckle and grin widely; you were extremely happy that your parents actually accepted Ben into the family so unquestionably, and liked him. "So when can Michael and I expect more grandchildren!"

You saw the question coming; there was no doubt that your mother loved being a grandmother to Lilah and Jackson. But they were getting older now, Jackson being 7 and Lilah being 4, and Lydia desperately wanted a baby to care for. So, your next words came like a haven to her.

"What if I have reason to believe roughly 9 months?" You mumbled, placing your hand on your stomach and looking up at your mum with nervous eyes. Her own eyes widened in shock and happiness, taking in your words.

"You mean? You're pregnant?" She whispered, not wanting the rest of the house to hear. You nodded, worried your mother would think you and Ben were moving too fast, having only been together for roughly 10 months. "Darling, oh my gosh, that's amazing! I'm so happy! Does Ben know?"

"No not yet; in fact only you know. I was planning on telling him today, and the rest of the family, but I'm seriously beginning to second guess everything; what if Ben doesn't want the baby? I mean, we're not even married and Ben is always away for press tours and filming. What if he thinks we're moving too fast? I don't want to scare him away-" You stumbled, tears beginning to brim your eyes. Whether it was the hormones or your nerves you didn't know; but it was most likely a mixture of both. Your mother hushed you, rubbing your arm in a way to calm you down as she understood you tended to over worry about a lot; and of course, this is an extremely reasonable thing to worry about.

"Lovie, look; you will not scare Ben away. I see the look of lust in that boys eyes when he looks at you, and I can tell just how much he really loves you. This is a big thing, of course it is, but you need to tell Ben; whether you plan on keeping the child or not. He deserves to know, and if he turns you away then he was never a gentleman to begin with. You have this whole family to support you the whole way, but at the end of the day; it is both yours and Bens decision" She comforted, her words calming you a little as you realised she was right. You couldn't just not tell Ben, it was his child and you were a couple. And, to be completely honest, you were excited as hell to start a family with the man you considered the love of your life. The only reason you were hesitant with this was because you and Ben had literally never spoke about having children or starting a family, so you didn't have his opinion on the matter to fall back on. The moment between your mother and you was interrupted by the man himself, hugging you from behind and pressing a small kiss to your neck.

"Hiya love, everything okay?" He muttered, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist as you continue to chop the carrots as you were before the conversation with your mother. You hummed, leaning back into his touch, hoping he hadn't heard the previous conversation between you and your mother. You felt the smile on his lips against your skin, and he tucked his head into your neck.

"Why don't you go and meet my siblings huh? I'll be in in a few minutes, just finishing up with this" You suggested, to which he nodded and placed a small kiss to your temple, before walking into the living room to join your family. You could hear the loud voices of your older brother, Sam, and his wife greeting Ben from the other room, and painfully worried that Ben wouldn't get too nervous as your brother tended to be quite boisterous at times. In fact, your whole family did; which was extremely different to Ben's family who were much more calm and collected. Although by the sight you received entering the room a few minutes later, you were immediately filled with joy; the sight of Ben sat on the living room floor, cross legged, with Lilah on his lap and Jackson sat beside him, as he read them a story Lilah had begged him to. You were a little confused as to how he was getting on with them all so well; Lilah didn't usually warm up to people so well unless she had been properly introduced. And your mum was usually very judgemental of your boyfriends that you had brought home before. And your brother was often extremely protective over you. And your sister would most likely try to steal any guy you brought home and have him for herself.

You can't help but admire the way he is around the 2 children; it's as if he's done the whole parenting thing before. Lilah was smiling so widely, you thought her face was going to get permanently stuck like that. The two were amazingly engaged as he spoke the words on the page, acting out the story with little actions and different voices, making sound effects when needed. Your brother's wife, Sophia, walked up to you with a small grin on her face before mumbling "You've got a good one there, don't ruin it" in your direction as she passed by to enter the kitchen. At the sight before you, you realised exactly how correct she was. You had got someone in your life who you could never lose; you'd be a fool to ruin what you and Ben had. So of course, you began second guessing telling him the news once again. If you told him the truth, he may leave and then you've lost him for good. But seeing just how well he was around the children and how engaged he was, you actually considered that this was a good idea.

The time came to finally exchange presents; no doubt after the children had nagged the adults for 20 minutes straight, asking "when can we open them?". The children spent the most time opening presents, getting excited after each one and showing it off to every single adult in the room. You were sat on the small armchair; well Ben was, and you were perched on his lap, an arm around his neck and head rested on his shoulder. You were admittedly beginning to grow impatient at telling Ben the news; as much as you didn't want to tell him, waiting to do it was becoming painful because it only gave you more time to re-evaluate your decision. Thankfully, your mother had finished giving everyone her gifts, so it was the end and you could give Ben his. You rushed out of the room to where your coat hung up, pulling out a small box that was wrapped in paper and had a bow placed on the top. Ben noticed the box and furrowed his brows, even more so when you went to hand it to him.

"YN, we agreed we weren't doing presents this year?" he questioned, hesitantly taking the box from your hand, almost as if he expected it to explode in his hand. You nodded your head a little, understanding his confusion. Honestly, you forgot that you had agreed to not give each other presents this year because you had spent quite a lot of money so far on your relationship, first buying the house and then investing in a pet.

"I-I know, but you wouldn't have got any other gifts, and I think you'll like this one" You mumbled, urging him to open it and trying to hide your nerves from Ben as you knew he had a strange talent of noticing when you were hesitant to do something. He was like a human radar; he knew when you were happy, sad, angry, nervous, excited. He had a mental notebook of all your habits for each emotion, so he could probably tell that you were absolutely bricking it right now. But you assumed that he just thought this because you were nervous he wouldn't like the gift; which you were, but he didn't realise why. He took his sweet time opening the present, unwrapping it slowly considering he had all eyes of the room on him at that moment, alongside the glare of a camera that your mother had pulled out in excitement of the moment. As he opened the flaps to the small cardboard box underneath the wrapping paper, his eyes widened and his whole body froze. You can't deny, so did yours. He slowly pulled out the small stick out of the shadows of the box to reveal two small pink lines on the small screen.

"A-are you... is this real?" he mumbled, looking up to meet your eyes. You saw the tears beginning to pool at the bottom of his eyes, and you saw a glint of happiness. You nodded, awaiting his reaction.

"I tested positive."

You didn't know if this was a good reaction or a bad one because he didn't really show much emotion on his face. That was until a giant smile stretched across his face and his hands dropped the box so that he could wrap his arms around you. It was rather sudden, but he took you into the tightest hug you'd ever felt; his head rested against your shoulder and you felt the tears of joy seeping into your jumper. You obviously hugged back, relieved that he was actually happy about this.

"I-I'm gonna be a dad? W-We're gonna be parents?" He continued questioning, unable to believe any of this was true because he didn't think contentment like this could exist. You could barely speak your own words, only having the ability to nod and cry as well as Ben. The whole family was now cheering with you, Lilah jumping on your lap to give you the biggest hug she possibly could, exclaiming that she couldn't wait to have a little cousin she could play with. Well, you assumed that's what she said, considering most of her words were indistinguishable.

"I can't believe this, this is the best day of my fucking life. God, we're gonna be parents in 9 bloody months, love. I love you so much, and you too" he gushed, tears brimming in his eyes once again and also yours. He bent down and gently kissed your practically-non-existent bump as he whispered "and you too" and you couldn't help but admire how well he took the news; you certainly didn't expect this much of a reaction from him and you felt a little stupid for ever second guessing yourself. Of course, being the bundle of nerves Ben tended to be, started questioning everything; "How far along are you? Have you been feeling ill? Because I'm sorry if I haven't been much help to make you feel better but I don't recall hearing you being sick of anything in the mornings so I don't know-"

"Ben, I've been fine so far; I'm only a month along and I've only had two instances of morning sickness, both of which you weren't home for so you don't have to worry. I suppose I've felt a little under the weather recently but nothing that I couldn't cope with." You explained, which brought comfort to Ben as he knew you weren't suffering too much in the time being. Though, he had heard of how harsh pregnancy can be for some women and he prayed to the Lord that you would not be one of the small percentage.

*****

After finding out the exciting news, Ben had been non-stop protecting you like you were a piece of glass; not that he didn't before, he just did it a lot more intensely now. Every time you tried to sit down or stand up, he would help you so that you didn't 'strain your back'. Every time you went up the stairs, he would walk right behind you. Every time you yawned, he asked if you wanted to go to bed and insisted you had an early night so that you and 'bean' were well rested. Oh yes, and he had nicknamed the growing child 'bean'. You, thankfully, now found yourself wrapped up in the covers of your duvet after a long Christmas day and could not wait to fall asleep. Ben had jumped in beside you and cuddled close so that he could rest his hand on your stomach and head on your shoulder. You were so close to being asleep, until Ben decided to create conversation.

"You know, I thought your boobs had gotten bigger, but I didn't want to mention it in case you thought I was complaining" He mumbled into your neck, which woke you up immediately. You slapped his arm and chuckled loudly, making him wince in pain a little.

"They've also gotten a lot more sore so no touching. And alongside that, I constantly need to pee, very gassy and am continually getting mood swings; so good luck for the next 9 months because you're officially dating a zombie" you countered, making him chuckle gleefully. He didn't care how disgusting or gross you may have seen yourself; you were still beautiful to him and he was going to let you know that every day.

"A gorgeous zombie who I love very very much and is literally bringing my child into the world; with my help, of course." He smirked, making you roll your eyes because you completely understood what he meant by 'his help'.

"I'm so happy that your happy and I can't wait to have a family with the love of my life"

"And I can't wait either" He grinned, feeling happiness he had never felt before in his life. Now, all he had to do was propose; luckily, he'd been planning it all along

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Late Night Maintenance // JJK

Pairing : JJK X Reader (F)

Genre: Smut/Fluff

Warnings : good old vanilla sex in all aspects, there's some oral and pretty much it. Nothing triggering (:

A/N: I know I said I was starting my new series, but my good friend who I originally wrote this fic for, finally read it. It's my first smut fic ever, and generally the second one I've even written. I've reread it and there are things I wish I could word better, but it's a growth process so I'm happy with it right now. Please let me know if you liked it (:

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"Yeah sure I can work with that schedule. Thank you so much for working with us, we will get the prompts out to you by the end of the week"

You quickly hung up the phone and organized your desk. It was you vacation getaway with your best friends from your hometown. All of you grew up together but when college started, you chose to stay and help out in the family travel business to get your photography started. It wasn't as big of a deal to you than to the other girls who wanted you to go with them, but it made your getaway trips legendary.

Hence why you were on your way, bolting to the airport to get on the first flight to Hong Kong. It was insane how quickly everything came together. Your best friend Lia's boyfriend Yoongi was on a special trip out during the time of your trip and was able to secure 3 more tickets for you, your other friend Becca and her boyfriend Hoseok. You only had 2 weeks to get everything ready and packed as much as you could for your week out in another country. To be honest, being at home started to feel stifling and you really wanted to see if your photography would get you anywhere else. It wasn't that you didn't love home, but it was obvious that nothing would happen if you stayed in your bubble.

So off you were, 1 week in Hong Kong with your best friends and all on their boyfriend's dime. It was odd, while Lia had Yoongi, Becca had Hoseok, and you weren't feeling any vibes from anyone. It didn't upset you, but you knew if you stayed any longer you'd end up marrying that creep from down the street who would stare at you whenever you made any trips out of your house. This was the perfect opportunity. You would see if your photography fared with any other artists, and just maybe you'd be able to get rid of some of those bad love juju vibes everyone said you had.

"C'mon don't be like that!" Becca yelled while she finished getting ready in the bathroom. "Yeah we can't have our annual dinner without you!" Lia whined as she hugged your leg, causing it to fall asleep from how hard she was grabbing at it. "I just feel a little off. I love the guys, I do, but I don't wanna be third wheeling. I promise, we'll go out together another time. Just take today and go be in love you babies." You sighed as you changed the channel on the TV. Quickly a hotel promotion popped up for a night in at Disney Hong Kong, courtesy of the swanky hotel concierge team since you were in a hotel suite. "Look I can go to Disney at night! You know I've always wanted to go see the castle, and it's special hours for us. See I have something to do, so get ready so I can be on my way!" You feigned enthusiasm so they could get the hint and leave you alone. You really didn't want to sit through 2 hours of making out on one end and cutesy talk on the other. It was bad enough on the plane ride having to sit through it while everyone gave you pity looks and to deal with it tonight would be a no thanks since tomorrow the boys were off to do their business venture and you'd be with just the girls. "Fine, but if we come back and you are still here watching netflix in your pajamas you are dead meat." Lia stared at you, you knew she meant business, especially when she wasn't getting what she wanted. There wasn't any getting out of it either. You weren't planning on going, but 10 minutes into your Strong Girl Bong Soon rerun you thought, why the hell not? There wasn't anything stopping you, and it was free. You changed into a long sleeve with your favorite overalls decided to grab your camera and go down to see what Disney was about.

The ride to the park was quiet. You really didn't think you'd be one of 3 people in the van going to late night Disney. It was Disney, you know? Happiest place on earth? But you guessed it was because it was almost midnight that you'd have most of the park to yourself. There was an older man driving who you counted as one because otherwise you'd have to acknowledge that you were sitting next to an incredibly good looking man. He wore black tshirt over some jeans and you could tell he wasn't really looking at anything, kind of like he was lost in his own mind. As you sat down, he jolted up and looked right at you, big brown doe eyes full of innocence. You face flushed, how couldn't it, when smiled at you and very cooley said, "Hi, don't mind me, please sit." You had just about choked on air from how beautiful he smiled after talking. And so you sat in silence, trying not to fidget too much, so he wouldn't notice your awkwardness. When you finally arrived, you realized just how alone you'd be. The massive entryway only had 1 lane open and there were no cars passing by to drop off or pick up non existent passengers.

"Don't worry, it's open." The ridiculously cute boy said as he looked at you, smiling a huge bunny smile. You couldn't help but notice him now. Tall, really tall, and although he was wearing a large shirt, you could clearly see defined muscles making your eyebrows lift up from the surprise, and hoping he didn't notice. But clearly he did as he smirked giving you your once over.

"Oh, and you know this how?" You asked, trying not to sound too out of control from how your brain wanted grab his arms as a reflex to see if he was really built because you hadn't had any decent sex in so long. He stared at you for a second, trying to gage whether you were teasing him, or you genuinely wanted to know. "Oh, I work here. I'm helping renovate the castle with my uncle since I had some time off this summer and he needed the extra help. Most of the guests don't come out at this time since I guess they like to sleep." He chuckled to himself and you made a face worthy of laughter. Was he messing with you? "Honestly, I only came to get the churros and head out, thanks" you scoffed. You chuckled under your breath as you saw his reaction, clearly not expecting you to bite back at his teasing, or lame attempt at it anyway. You walked past him and into the park ignoring his eyes as he looked right at you, smug smile from being defeated at his own game.

The park was beautiful. Lights and rides lit up, although none of them were running at this hour for safety reasons. It was ok since you came to take photos anyway. You took your camera out of its case and began taking photos. It was so relaxing, for the first time feeling like your photos were yours and not solely for the purpose of putting them on a travel ad. You loved your job, I mean it was your parents blood, sweat, and tears that went into it, but it wasn't yours. It was their dream. And being here now, taking photos and being carefree for a second made you realize what you were missing out on.

"Beautiful, right?" You heard his voice behind you. Almost as if he was so close you could feel his breath on you, and for a second you had to get a hold of yourself. "Yeah, it's definitely out of this world" you mentioned, trying to keep the ache in your pants from making you choke on your words. He ends up right next to you staring curiously as you gaze out at the landscape and it's enough to make you lose your breath.

"C'mon, I'm not on a time crunch, I can show you around if you'd like. My name's Jungkook by the way." He smiles at you and extends a hand. You take notice at how he squeezes a little too hard and it makes you think of how it'd be like for him to squeeze your thighs to let him in and you have to snap out of it. "I'm ______, sure I could go for some company."

As he's explaining the buildings while you're taking photos, you can't help but feel him looking at you from time to time and it makes your knees weak. If it was day time, it probably wouldn't have the same effect, but something about the lights and the fact that he kept getting closer to you made you think about how his arms would feel around your waist, or how his torso would feel around your legs.

"And here's my stop." You quickly broke out of your thoughts to look up at the dark castle. He notices how you startle to his voice and laughs a little. "Oh, I didn't realize it was so soon. Thanks Jungkook, this was fun" you mumble back, cheeks red from where your thoughts were leading you. He looks flushed and for a second he's biting on his lip, making yours do the same. "You want to come look inside? There's a few rooms that don't have access for regular customers, but I can show you if you promise not to tell anyone." He nudges you, and you feel his muscles through his shirt, yeah definitely ripped, you thought. "Sure, as long as you'll let me take a few photos, I mean not like you own the place" you laugh awkwardly and slap his shoulder. He winks at you as you both start walking towards the gate.

As you walk in you have a great sense of… nothing. Its blank, gray walls coating the inside of something so beautiful on the outside. You see the lights through stained glass illuminating your pathway and you wonder for a second where all the illusion went. Jungkook is walking slowly behind you and you fail to notice when he puts his hand on your waist as he guides you in the dark. As you reach his work destination you see it's quiet and completely alone, but you aren't nervous. "It's kind of weird huh? We're supposed to be adding a terrace and it's already there but we're waiting on the designers to finish their sketching to continue. We're supposed to meet them tomorrow. Here, let me show you." He takes you hand and laces his fingers between yours as he guides you up to the terrace.

You get there and he holds you by the waist to pick you up. As you look out and see the view you can't help but feel how rough his hands are on your waist. You turn and stare at him gauging if it's your imagination, or if he wants the same thing you do. You shake the thoughts out of your head walking towards the edge to take a closer look around the park. You take a few photos, noticing how Jungkook stands behind you, leaning against a post. It kind of makes you take a second to breath, feeling like he's staring at you and not at the scenery around him. "Come sit with me" he calls out to you, and as you turned you saw him laying a blanket down. " Since I work night shifts, I usually spend my time listening to music and sitting here. It's pretty calm, and I like hearing the way the wind carries over." He sounds happy and you smile as you walk over to him sitting next to him. He grabs your hand and holds it, and at first it startles you, but seeing his smile as he lays back a little you can't help but wonder if he would be like this all the time. If this was how he treated his special someone. You talked for what felt like hours about your home, your job, and you ambitions. He would smile occasionally and tell you about his life. He wasn't actually from Hong Kong, but just working while he figured out where he wanted to go or do. You admired him for that, being free enough to go anywhere and do what he wanted without falling into pressure. "Why don't you come with me next time? I'll probably go back home to Korea for a few months and then set out somewhere, anywhere. We'd have a lot of fun." He remarked and looked at you, big brown eyes full of interest. It was different, feeling like you were meant to meet him tonight, and although you'd never make a rash decision, you couldn't help but love the idea of hanging out with him, taking photos, and having fun. It seemed too good to be true but you didn't let that get in the way.

You stand up and pull on his arm to help him up, Jungkook towering over you. "Sure, maybe one day, you never know." You smile at him. He's warm and sweet and yet you can't quite place what he's thinking as he squeezes your fingers between his as he jumps off the terrace.

He pulls you down slightly and places his hand behind your neck bringing you down to his eye level. You could smell his musky scent and moaned a little too loudly into him and his soft eyes quickly turned into lust. He took your face into his and kissed you, at first with so much yearning, that you couldn't help but open your mouth to let him in. " I've been waiting all night to do that." He smiled as he let go for a quick second before attaching himself to you again. He brought you down and sat you on the edge to kiss you harder and longer. You opened your legs to let him slide his body in between yours and you gasped when you felt his hardness brush against you. "Mmm Kook, me too" you whispered. He took that as an opportunity to let his tongue slip inside you again and you only moaned louder into him, making him smirk. As he pulled away he watched you, with dark lust filled eyes, as he spoke roughly. "You really couldn't wear something a little more convenient huh?" He said as he watched you catch your breath and slowly unbuckle your overalls. "I didn't really think I'd be fucking a hot ass guy at a palace, did I?" You chuckled as he went to suck on your collarbone. He went slowly up your neck sucking and leaving love marks, as you moaned in anticipation for what was next. "I knew I was going to fuck you from the moment I saw you get on the van" he growled into your ear and nibbled, "Well then, fuck me please" was all you could say before he crashed his lips back onto yours.

His hands quickly trailed down your sides, along your breasts, making you hitch your breath. He squeezed at your nipples between the fabric of your bra causing you to moan out his name in pure ecstasy. He tugged on the ends of your shirt and you lifted up your hands to let him take it off. As he stood back for a second, you started feeling anxious, but the look on his face gave away any inhibitions about what you wanted to do to him. You unclipped your bra staring right at him as you slowly took it off, watching as he devoured your body with his eyes. "This really is the most magical place on earth. You're gorgeous, come here" he said walking back towards you.

He started kissing your lips slowly, leaving love bites down your neck and into your chest. Once he reached your breast, he kissed around reaching your nipple and sucking on it making you gush between your thighs. He looked up to lock eyes with you and trailed the other hand between your legs to feel your heat. "I think it's time we take these off don't you think?" Jungkook said as he moved to take off the rest of your clothes.

As they hit the floor, Jungkook's lips were back nibbling on your nipple as his hand made his way back to your mound. There was no denying how aroused you were when he felt your slickness soaking through your panties. "Mmm, feels like I could fit right in already huh?" He said as he moved your panties to the side and slid his fingers through your slit, making you moan in response. "I want to see you too" you said as you tugged off his shirt. You ran your fingers over his defined muscles and kissed along his shoulder blade, smooth skin hot and cold at the same time.

"Lay down for me" he whispered as he tugged your panties off. He lowered himself to your thighs, kissing along and leaving a trail of bite marks, claiming every bit of your body that he could. Once he reached your core he trailed his tongue up your slit, bringing more moans out of you. "You like that baby?" He whispered as he licked once more, this time circling your clit with his tongue. You grabbed the back of his head as a reflex, and it only made him hungrier for your juices. He groaned into your pussy lips to suck on your clit. "Mmm, you taste so good baby, I could do this all night." His voice sounding an octave lower and full of sex. All you could do was moan, hearing him call you baby made a fresh wave of arousal hit you. 'More, I need more" was all you could say as Jungkook slipped a finger into your aching cunt. Your walls clenched his fingers, happy for the intrusion as your juices coated his finger when he started fucking you with it. Your moans getting louder, and his assault on your clit, making you grind into his face. You could feel him moving his stance and looked over for a second to see him palming his erection, waiting to be released. It made you so much wetter knowing that he was enjoying this just as much as you. He noticed you looking and slid a second finger provoking another loud moan from you. "You're so tight baby, I need to make sure you're ready for me" he said as he scissored his fingers into you. "I want to see you" you said between moans, earning another groan from him as he fucked you with both fingers. He curled them inside of you, hitting your sweet spot and making you gasp loudly only making him harder. "Cum in my mouth baby and I'll give you whatever you want" he whispered into you and began fucking you harder. Hearing those words were enough and soon you were toppling over the edge, seeing white and groaning out his name "Fuck , Kook!" Was the only coherent thing coming out of your mouth as you came. He kissed your cunt, stood up, juices covering his mouth and chin, as he smiled seductively, leaving your aching pussy wanting more. "That was so hot," He took your hands and pulled you up so you were meeting his chest. "Show me how much you want me"

You lowered yourself off the terrace, knees wobbly from how you body reacted to Jungkook, and held onto his jeans. Slowly kissing down his toned torso you skimmed the lining of his jeans to reach the buttons. Undoing the clasp, you looked kissed him roughly as he moaned into you. You pulled his jeans down slowly along with his boxers releasing him from the constraints of the fabric. As you got on your knees you let out a huge sigh. He was big, bigger and thicker than you have ever had. "You like what you see baby?" He whispered bringing it down and stroking it in front of you, making your pussy ache from the sight. He has a slight curve and he was red with how hard he was, precum droplets coming out of the slit. It looked delicious and all you could think about was how he would feel fucking your mouth. You looked up at him, and he was holding his breath to see what you would do. You smirked and licked from his balls up to the tip of his cock, feeling him tremble under your touch. You licked the precum off, slowly engulfing him in your mouth. He groaned and gripped onto the edge of the terrace as you started to bob your head, licking around the tip to give.him a little more. "Fuck ____ you look gorgeous, so beautiful baby. Take my cock in all the way." He hissed as you licked around his cockhead once more. There was no way he would fit completely inside your mouth, but as you pumped your mouth on him he grabbed your head and began fucking you mercilessly. "Fuck _____ it feels so fucking good. Your mouth feels like it was made for me to fuck it" his thrusting getting more intense only made your arousal come back faster and soon you were rubbing your clit with the same speed as his mouth fucking. You pulled away fast, sucking and popping him out of your mouth when he started getting sloppy, knowing that he was going to cum.

"Baby, I need you in me." Was all you could say as he picks you up and throws you back on the terrace, placing his body right between you on the edge. You could feel his rock solid erection throbbing close to your core. "I Don't have protection, didn't really think I needed it tonight you know?" He says, hunger in his eyes. "It's fine, I have a thing, keeps the babies away, just fuck me already" you moaned back waiting to see what he'd do. He brought his face close up to yours and kissed you hard, hard enough for you not to notice him rubbing his dick against your slit. "Good, it'll just make the sex even better" he whispered and slammed his dick into you, giving you no time to prepare. "Fucking hell, oh shit" was all you could say as he cradled you in his arms fucking you as if he'd prepared al alongl. It stung, more than you thought it would, but hearing his grunts and moans only made you want him to fuck you harder, and soon all you could feel was the intense pleasure from his dick slapping against your cunt. He nibbled on your ear as you repeatedly told him to fuck you faster and harder, wrapping your legs around him and holding on. "You're so fucking tight baby, just like I imagined. Even better. I can't wait to --ugh-- fucking spill everything in you, on you, everywhere." He cursed as he railed into you. He placed his hand between you and started rubbing circles around your clit bringing screaming moans out of you. "Kook, fuck me harder, I need more." Was all you could say. He trusted into you one last time before holding himself as deep as he could, trying to catch his breath, and trying even harder not to cum inside you yet. He pulled out, leaving you empty for a second and climbed on the terrace, pulling you down on top of him.

"Ride me, I want to see you ride me" he said panting. You aligned yourself on his cock, your lips slowly taking the head of his cock in as he looked with full lust in his eyes. "This is fucking amazing, you're so fucking beautiful" he gulped as you took him in inch by inch, moaning into him and dropping down giving him a kiss. It wasn't rough, just sexual and intimate, and you moaned out his name slowly grinding against him. He grabbed your thighs, the rough sweaty texture of him making you clench around him even more as you slowly roll your hips against his. "You're gorgeous Kook, let me look at you" you softly tell him as you move his sweaty hair from his face making him blush. He makes his way to your breasts and squeezes them gently making soft whimpers from where he wants to fuck into you. You lower your body and he takes a nipple into his mouth slowly circling and biting the perky nub, "yeah, just like that" you whisper as your fucking goes from intense and rough to sensual and intimate as you get closer to your release. He brings your hips lower into him, feeling his cock reach areas you hadn't ever felt someone reach and making you wimper and fuck back into him harder. "Yeah just like that baby, make yourself feel good for me. -mmmm- I want to feel you cum on my cock" he groans in small broken sentences, getting sloppier by the second. It only turns you on even more to hear him talk like that so you're grinding onto him harder. You grab the nape of his neck and pull him up with you as you move your legs around his waist. It gives him access to start fucking harder into you, holding your hips down as you ride him, unable to control your moans. He kisses you, hungrily, as if he's asking for something, and soon you grab onto him, seeing white, and feeling the pressure snap and release into pure bliss. "Fuck ____ you look so beautiful cumming for me, don't stop." You hear him through your orgasm as you go in for a kiss. He takes it and moans as he releases into you, spilling his seed inside and coating your walls. He rides out his orgasm, leaving you sensitive and holding tightly to his back to steady yourself. "Wait, too much." You say, panting into his neck.

As you slowly stop he turns and looks at you, his face happy and smiling, unable to contain himself as he kisses you again. "That was way better than working tonight, " he jokes and soon you're both laughing into each other. You nudge him playfully and rest your head on his shoulder,leaning back to lay down over the terrace. He takes his shirt and drapes it over you, and you can't tell when, but you fall asleep.

When you wake up in the morning, groggy from your late night escapade you see Jungkook shuffling away and cleaning the area. "Here, we're late. My uncle and our associates are coming to look at our progress. I'm gonna need you to go out the back," he says as he hands you your clothes, pulling you up to get ready. You quickly put on everything and follow him out the back way. He looks at you, kind of like he wants to say something, but instead kisses your forehead. "What was that?" You chuckle, cheeks reddening from the sudden intimacy. "For making my job ten times better last night." He says laughing and pulling you into a quick hug. "Oh that? No problem, anytime" you say and you eyes widen at the comment clearly stupid enough to come out of your mouth. "Yeah, I'd like that. Here, take my number call me when you get a chance to go out. And I don't mean just to do last night, although, I'd like that too" he laughs as he's trying not to blush. "Thanks, I'll see you around." You tell him as you walk out and towards the gate of the park.

By the time you get back to the hotel, all you want to do is sleep on your warm bed and bask in the way it felt to be touched by Jungkook. You let out a huge sigh and plop down only to feel someone tugging at your legs. "_____ !! What are you doing?? Where have you been? Wake up, we have somewhere to go. I promise you'll like it. " Lia says as she's tugging at you. "I told you I was going out. Where are we going? You didn't mention anything before" you groaned as you kicked her legs away wanting to engulf yourself in the pillows. "Come on, it'll be fun I promise." Becca said as she turned the shower on and Lia dragged you into it. "Wear something cute we're going out to celebrate Yoongi and Hobi making cash! They got the contract and are taking us out!" "Ugh fine, only if you'll let me come back early. I'm tired." You sighed making your way to the restroom and getting ready against your better judgement.

Once you got out of the taxi you walked into the diner looking through your purse and bumping into something hard. "Sorry, I didn't mean to," you reply as Lia's pulling you back . "It's ok " you hear a voice say and suddenly your eyes open wide and you look up. "____ this is Jungkook, sorry about that bro, sometimes she gets lost her headspace" Yoongi mentioned as you looked bewildered at the scene before your eyes. "It's fine, hey ____ nice to meet you, I'm Jungkook" he smiles wide as you take his hand and blush unintentionally at the contact. Lia and Becca share glances and giggle telling the boys to go sit down so you could have a moment.

"What's going on" you say as you feel him tangle his fingers through yours. He gets close enough to not cause any suspicion but enough to put his hand around your waist and caress your side. " I didn't think it'd be appropriate to tell them I knew you as the girl who fucked me last night. Let's keep that between us, but…" he paused and got closer to your ear whispering, "this definitely makes things easier don't you think?"

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To My Best Friend

Title: To My Best Friend

Author: SomeonexSomeone

Word Count: 1609

AU: BestFriend!Johnny

Summary: It’s soft BestFriend!Johnny hours, where you both have to learn that separation is a part of growing up.

Authors Note: Wow! Another story without pairing. This was sparked from my roommate and I realizing one day we will have to live away from each other, which is absolutely heartbreaking. Tweaked a little to fit Johnny, but the feelings are still there. As always, comments and criticism are welcome!

When they first left each other after high school, they made a mutual promise to facetime once a week. Usually, this involved watching movies or tv together, but sometimes it would just be quiet - only scratching pens or the keys clicking away to fill the void of conversation. It was just as good as being in the same room, right? But Johnny’s dream took him to Korea, working alongside other students as they all worked towards debuting into the music world.

That day...it was impossible not to think about it fondly. The day that Johnny left for Korea was monumental for two reasons. One, Johnny Suh was accepted into his dream company and had a high likelihood of debuting with major success. And two, Johnny Suh was a sneaky genius.

"There's a flight that leaves in two hours to New York City," Johnny offhandedly mentioned as the two of you stood in front of the departures. Johnny was finally heading off to Korea of officially start major training, and as his best friend, you would be accompanying him up until the absolute last minute. How could you not? Your best friend in the whole world was leaving for a completely different country for who knows how long. There was no way you weren’t going to at least party it up a little with him before he was gone forever (and by ‘party it up’ it meant sightseeing and trying not to cry about his leaving). So here you now stood, feet planted firmly in front of the ‘Departing’ board, trying with minimal luck to find your gate. You hummed at his statement, but made no further comment, still searching the board. "You should take it." That made you look up at him instantly.

"What?”

"I said, you should take it. The plane. To New York City." Johnny's voice was still unreadable. You scrunched your nose at his tone.

"Why on earth would I get on a plane to New York?"

"Because it's the best location for you to go." You finally turned your body fully to your best friend, but Johnny continued to stare straight forward.

"Johnny, we're supposed to be dropping you off at SM, not taking a surprise detour to New York." Johnny signed heavily, his hands coming up to rest gently on your shoulders.

"You're my best friend in the whole world, and I hope you know I love you more than anything. But your ass is getting on that plane." You opened your mouth in protest, but all it took was a shake of Johnny's head to get you to shut up. "The lease on your parent's apartment is up at the end of this month, which, may I remind you, is in 8 days. I know they would love for you to continue to stay there, but I know you hate how closely they watch you. And I know you haven't been able to find another place - don't say anything, I'm still talking - despite your lame attempts to hide it. New York has everything you'd need, which includes tons of opportunities just waiting for you. You need to take that chance and go for it. You'll regret it your whole life if you don't."

Would you regret it?

Yes, it was true that you hadn't been able to find another place to live, but nothing you had looked at felt right. It just felt wrong to stay in Chicago without Johnny. And yeah, you were slacking on school. It had been months since college started but you had put off applying for so long, too wrapped up in lame excuses - I'm tired, I have work, I can't do it right now. And after your horrible manager fired you for a mistake you were wrongfully blamed for, you hadn’t been doing much. Maybe jumping straight in would be the best option. You would have no excuse to slack off...

"But how would I even live there? I don't have enough money to live in New York," you finally said. Johnny gave you a sly smile.

"I heard there's a lady who owns a building in Queens who is renting to poor college students. Apparently, she has a real soft spot for struggling kids. Something about being a good person or whatever.” Johnny reached up and ruffled your hair playfully. “And, you know, since I already did all this research you should also know that your plane ticket can be exchanged for another flight.” Softly, he added, “If you wanted to, that is."

"Johnny, this is crazy!” You couldn’t help it. Your voice came out shrill, but the surprise was too much to keep your voice calm. It echoed off the walls of the large room, so in a quieter voice, you continued, “You want me to completely drop my life just like that? What about the rest of my stuff?"

"Come on, the flight is in two hours. Plenty of time to get back to the apartment and pack. I know for a fact that all of the stuff you really care about can fit into a suitcase."

You were spellbound. Your friend - your beautiful, kind-hearted, absolutely bat-shit crazy best friend - had gone out of his way in the most stressful time in his life to make sure that his best friend was going to be okay. The tears couldn't be stopped as they started to roll down your cheeks - huge, wet globs that turned black from your cheap mascara and formed a Y shape around your quivering lips. You couldn't help it. You threw your arms around Johnny, sobbing loudly in the middle of the airport for all to see. Onlookers starred as Johnny smiled and patted you gently on the back, stroking your hair.

You did end up taking that plane to New York. You had to practically beg to live in the house Johnny recommended, and spent your first day in New York sending out as many resumes as you could. Full-time, part-time, internships - whatever you could find, you sent. Worked as a waitress at a horrible nightclub near the apartment for a month. Lived like you were in college, with no solid furniture or regular eating habits. Even lived without heat for a while just to keep the WIFI running. But, you were happy.

Across the world, Johnny was thriving in his new location. You called as much as you could, which was a lot more than Johnny was available. Still, just the happy melody of his tone was enough to keep you relatively worry-free. Johnny told you stories of the amazing people he’d met already, a boy named Sehun was particularly fun to be around, apparently, and he made you laugh with all the crazy things he somehow managed to get up to.

Months continued on and you got an internship position at a company for something you were really interested in. Unpaid, for the first six months, but better than nothing. You still worked as a waitress, thankfully at a nice restaurant that didn’t have men leering at you the whole time, waiting to apply for a full-time position. But, even better, the college in New York accepted your application, a hefty scholarship taking a weight off your shoulders and the answer much too easy. You remember the smile on Johnny’s face, megawatt despite the dark circles under his eyes, and congratulated you a thousand times over. A few weeks later, a package full of Korean treats arrived in the mail, a beautiful handwritten card with almost completely illegible handwriting attached along with it that only read ‘love you bitch’. You still had it to this day, hung up on the wall among your other photos.

And when you finally earned enough money, Johnny flew all the way from Korea during his break to help you apartment hunt. It was, of course, exactly like the movies portrayed with blue skies, mile-high skyscrapers, and bustling streets - except every apartment was dingy and small and could barely contain a person, let alone a bed. But you still laughed along with the realtors, both desperate and otherwise (because let’s be honest - most people would live in a roach-infested apartment just to stay in New York), ate cheap hot dogs in between showings, and even managed to drive down to Chicago so Johnny could see his family (which was practically your family too).

And, for the first time since high school, you and Johnny were able to eat together, hug each other, and hang out day and night in person, not keeping your relationship of fast facetime calls with blurry images and indistinguishable audio. You realized just how much you missed Johnny Suh, just how much your life revolved around your best friend, and how much of a comfort Johnny was for you. When no one else was there, Johnny always was, ready to hold your hand our of the darkness.

In that quiet, black night, you rolled over and hugged Johnny close, just one more time. In the morning, Johnny Suh and you would once again be across the world from one another. In the morning, Johnny Suh would be boarding his plane back to Korea and you would be signing a form to stay permanently in New York, and your lives will once again be separated. But, that’s all for the morning. For now, you will hold Johnny close, listening to his deep breath as he finally gets a good night's sleep, feel as his soft hair glides through his fingers, smile as he wraps his arms just as tightly around you, and treasure the moments you still have left.

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Duke Reviews: Iron Man

Hi, Everyone, I'm Andrew Leduc And Welcome To Duke Reviews Where Today We Are Starting A New Franchise After Finishing The Fast And Furious Films In September And Doing Duke's Monsterween And Duke's Yultide Reviews In October, November And December. But Wait, Did I Say Franchise? I Meant, Cinematic Universe, Welcome My Friends, To The Marvel Cinematic Universe....

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And What Better Way To Start Our Look At The MCU, By Looking At The Film That Started It All, Iron Man!

But Before We Begin, I Have A Slight Confession To Make, Until This Movie Came Out I Knew Absolutely Nothing About Iron Man, I Mean I Saw A Few Episodes Of The 1994 Iron Man Animated Series When I Was A Kid And I Knew A Few Names Like Tony And Rhodey But It Didn't Really Stick With Me Unlike The Fantastic Four Who's 94 Series I Also Watched And I Collected Few Of The Action Figures (Namely The 4 Themselves) But We're Not Talking About The Fantastic Four Who Don't Have A Movie In The MCU Yet (But I Hope It's Soon) We're Talking About Iron Man...

Directed By Jon Favreau, This Film Follows Billionaire Industrialist..,

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Who Gets Captured By A Terrorist Group Only To Escape With The Help Of A Mechanized Suit That He Created And Upon Returning Home, Tony Devotes All His Time To Perfecting The Suit So He Can Fight Crime...

So, What Are We Waiting For? Let's Watch Iron Man...

The Film Starts In Afghanistan As Tony Stark (Played By Robert Downey Jr.) Is Being Driven In A Convoy By Military Soliders Who Turn Guarding Mr. Stark Into A Q&A Session At Comic-Con...

But When They're Attacked By Terrorists Who End Up Killing Them, Tony Leaves The Safety Of The Convoy To Hide Behind A Rock To Call For Help On His Phone, Only To Be Damaged By One Of His Companies Missiles That Causes Tony To Bleed Out...

A Few Hours Later We See That Tony Has Been Kidnapped By The Terrorists As We Get A Title Card!

Rewinding To 36 Hours In Las Vegas, We Watch A Video On Stark Himself As He's About To Recieve The Apogee Award....

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Being Given The Award By His Best Friend, Lieutenant Colonel James Rhodes (Played In This By Empire's Terrence Howard) He Discovers That Tony Is Not There So, Instead He Gives The Award To Tony's Partner In Stark Industries, Obadiah Stane, (Played By Tron's Jeff Bridges) Who Simply Says That He's Always Working When Really He's Enjoying Vegas Like Any Other Guy!

Finding Tony At A Crap Table, Rhodey Gives Tony His Award And Tells Him To Not Be Late For Their Flight Tomorrow As Tony Walks Out Of Ceaser's But As His Bodyguard, Happy Hogan (Played By Director Jon Favreau) They're Confronted By A Reporter For Vanity Fair Named Christine Everhart (Played By Talladega Nights Leslie Bibb) Who Tony Talks With For A Moment Before Ending Up With Her

Waking Up The Next Morning In Tony's Bed, Christine Ends Up Being Scooted Out Faster Than One Of Charlie Sheen's Women On 2 And A Half Men As Tony Gets Ready To Fly To Afghanistan With The Help Of His Assistant, Pepper Potts (Played By Gwyneth Paltrow)

Racing Happy To The Airport, Tony Boards A Plane With Rhodey To Afghanistan Where He Will Do A Weapons Demonstration In Front Of The Military...

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Getting Inside Of The Convoy To Get Away From Lame Old No Fun Rhodey Tony Ends Up Right Back Where The Film Started With Him In The Hands Of A Group Of Terrorists...

Once Conscious, Tony Discovers That He Has A Metal Device In His Heart That Was Placed There By A Fellow Captive Named Yinsen Who Says That In The Blast Tony's Heart Took On A Lot Of Shrapnel, Removing What He Could, That Device Is What Is Keeping The Rest From Hitting Tony's Heart...

With Their Captors Coming In, Yinsen Translates For Them As He Says That They Want Him To Build A Jericho Missile Like The One He Demonstrated For The Military, Refusing, They Torture Tony For A Few Minutes Before Taking Him And Yinsen Outside Where He Continues Translating For Them, Saying That Once He Makes The Jericho For Them, They'll Set Him Free But Tony Knows Different...

Working On The Jericho With Yinsen, Tony Learns More About His Captors Discovering That They Are Called The Ten Rings And They Aparently Speak In A Lot Of Languages But None Of Them Know English, Breaking Down The Missiles, Tony And Yinsen Start Taking Palladium Out Of Them So Tony Can Build Himself A Small Arc Reactor Which Will Keep His Heart Running For 3 Lifetimes...

(Tony) I Wonder If It Could Stand Radiation From A Life Killing Glove?....

This Leads Stark To Show Yinsen What He's Actually Building Which Turns Out To Be The Mark 1 Iron Man Suit...

Placing The Arc Reactor In Tony's Chest, They Get A Little Down Time Where Tony Learns A Little About Yinsen Discovering That He's From A Town Named Gulmira Once They Escape He's Going To See His Family...

Continuing Work On The Mark 1, The Man In Charge Of This Group Of The Ten Rings, Raza Is Getting Tired Of Waiting For The Jericho Missile And Tells Yinsen And Tony That He Has Until Tomorrow To Get Them The Missile, Forcing Tony And Yinsen To Up Their Timetable On The Mark 1...

With Tony Suiting Up In The Mark 1, They Start To Power It Up While A Trap They Both Placed On The Door, Blows Up, Killing 2 Guards As They Try To Open It...

With Raza Telling His Men To Deal With It, The Mark 1 Program Needs More Time To Load, So, Yinsen Runs Out To Deal With Raza And His Guards...

(Yinsen) I Regret Nothing!!!!!

(Yinsen) Oh, Shit!

With The Suit At 100%, Tony's Ready To Take On Some Terrorists...

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Trying To Get Yinsen Up So He Can See His Family Again He Tells Tony The Truth That His Family Is Dead And He's Going To See Them Now, Dying In Tony's Arms...

Going Out To Face The Terrorists, Tony Basically Barbeques Them And The Weapons They Have...

Being Damaged By Bullets, Tony Decides The Only Way Out Is Up...And Down...

More Like A Propelled Leap Instead Of A Flight, But It's A Work In Progress...

Waking Through The Desert Like Lawrence Of Arabia...

Tony Is Eventually Found By Rupert And The Military Who Bring Him Back To The States So Once Back He Can Put On A Press Conference To Make An Announcement. But Before The Press Conference Begins, Pepper Is Confronted By Agent Phil Coulson (Played By Clark Gregg) Who Asks For Her To Set Up A Meeting Between Him And Stark To Ask Him About His Escape From The Ten Rings...

When The Meeting Starts, Tony Tells The Press That When He Was There In Afghanistan, He Had His Eyes Opened As He Came To Realize That He Can Do More For This World Than Just Make Things That Kill People So, With That Said Tony Decides To Shut Down The Weapons Division Of Stark Industries Until Further Notice...

And I Thought Seeing Jeff Bridges Country Accent In R.I.P.D. Was Bad But Jeff Bridges On A Segeway? Now That's Scary...

Talking With Tony After The Meeting, Obadiah Asks Tony If They Aren't Going To Make Weapons, What Are They Going To Make? Which Leads Tony To Suggest That Maybe They Should Look Into Arc Reactor Tech Which Makes Obadiah Scoff Until He Sees Tony's Arc Reactor In His Chest...

Returning Home, Tony Asks For Pepper's Help In Removing The Arc Reactor In His Chest So That He Can Place In A New Upgraded Version Of The Arc Reactor Instead, Asking What To Do With The Old One? Tony Tells Pepper To Destroy It Because If There's One Thing He Isn't, It's Nostalgic..

Meeting Rhodey At The Military Base, Tony Tells Him That He's Working On A New Project And He Wants Him To Be Involved In It But Discovering That It's Not For The Military, Rhodey Passes As Tony Returns To His House In Malibu, He Talks With His AI, J.A.R.V.I.S. About Placing A File On His Private Server Dubbed, Mark 2...

But As Tony Begins Work On The Mark 2 Iron Man Suit, Raza And The Ten Rings Find The Remains Of The Mark 1 Iron Man Suit In The Afganian Dessert...

After A Disastrous (Yet Funny) First Flight Test, Tony Decides To Create A Handheld Flight Stabilizer That'll Both Control The Rockets And Work As A Possible Weapon...

A Few Minutes Later, Tony Goes Upstairs To Have (Imatating Tim Curry In Home Alone 2) Pit-Za...With Pepper And Obadiah Who Tells Tony That He Just Came From A Board Of Directors Meeting Where They Decided That They're Filing An Injunction Against Him Because They Feel That Tony's New Direction Isn't What's Best For The Company...

Well, At Least They Didn't Kick Him Out Like Others Did With These Guys From Other Marvel Movies...

Wanting Tony To...

To Pitch To The Board, Obadiah Suggests Letting His Engineers Make Specs Of Tony's Arc Reactor But Tony Says No, It Stays With Him...

The Next Day, Tony Does A Second Flight Test Using The New Flight Stabilizers And (Imitating Bill Murray In Ghostbusters) It's A Successful Test...

With The Mark 2 Iron Man Suit Built, Tony Suits Up To Get Everything Online Before Powering The Shut Down But Tony Tells J.A.R.V.I.S. To Run A Weather And ATC Check And Start Listening In On Ground Control So He Can Do A Flight Test...

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On His Way Back To His Work Station, Tony Discovers A Present From Pepper, Which Is The Mark 1 Arc Reactor Inside Of Engraving On The Outside Of It Which Says, "Proof That Tony Stark Has A Heart"

Returning To His Work Station, Tony Fixes All The Problems With The Mark 2 (Including The Icing Problem) And Starts Production On The Mark 3 Which Looks More Like The Iron Man We All Know And Love. But While Doing That Tony Sees On The News That Stark Industries Is Holding A Benefit For The Firefighters Family Fund At The Disney Concert Hall...

Little Hint To Disney Owning Marvel In The Future? (Note: At The Time Iron Man Came Out Disney Did Not Own Marvel)

And Tony Didn't Get An Invite!?! So, What Does He Do? Why Crash It Of Course!...

Stan Lee Cameo!

Running Into Obadiah At The Party, He Tells Tony To Take It Easy Because He Has The Board Right Where They Want Them With Tony Saying Fine, He Just Has Cabin Fever....

Running Into Coulson, He Books Him On The 24th At 7 Pm At Stark Industries Before Going Off To Talk And Dance With Pepper...

Going Out To Talk With Pepper, She Kind Of Regrets Dancing With Tony Because He's Her Boss And Everybody What Kind Of Person He Is But Sending Him Off To Get Drinks, Tony Runs Into Christine Everhart Who Shows Him Pictures Of His Weapons In Gulmira That Were Taken Yesterday...

But Knowing That He Didn't Approve Any Shipment, Tony Confronts Obadiah On It Who Tells Him That He Was The One Who Filed The Injunction Against Him Because It Was The Only Way To Protect Him...

Okay, I Know Obadiah's The Bad Guy, But Looking Back On This Scene It Has Me Wondering Who Was Obadiah Trying To Protect Tony From? H.Y.D.R.A.? The Ten Rings? Who?

Going Back To His Malibu Home, Tony Watches A News Report In Gulmira Before Deciding To Suit Up As Iron Man To Go Stop The Ten Rings...

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With Ground Control Spotting Tony, They Get Rhodey In To See What He Makes Of It...

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With Obadiah Watching Rhodey's News Report On Tv, Pepper Discovers That Tony Is Iron Man As He Tried Taking Off The Suit, But Speaking Of Obadiah, He Visits Raza At His Camp For Him To Show Obadiah The Mark 1 Iron Man Suit Which Raza Will Give Him In Return For Suits Like This Which To Say...

And Basically Kill Him And His Men As He Takes The Mark 1 Back To Stark Industries....

Meanwhile At Tony's House, Tony Wants Pepper To Go To His Office To Hack Into The Mainframe To Retrieve All The Recent Shipping Manifests So That He Can Stop Them And Destroy Them, Believing This Is Crazy At First, Pepper Quits But After Hearing Him Talk About How He Shouldn't Be Alive And How He's Not Crazy But He Just Finally Knows What He Has To Do, Pepper Decides To Stand By Him...

(Pepper) But If You Call Me Felicity, Tony, I'm Leaving...

(Tony) Aww, Come On!

So, Going To Stark Industries, Pepper Hacks Tony's Computer, Finding Plans For The Iron Monger Suit And A Video Connecting Obadiah With The Ten Rings As She Copies It To Tony's Ghost Drive But Unfortunately She's Caught By Obadiah Who...Didn't See Her Do Anything Apparently But Talks With Her About Tony Before She Exits...

Running Quickly, Pepper Runs Into Coulson Who She Tells Everything To....

(Coulson) Do You Say That To All The People You Have Appointments With, Miss? Because If You're Coming Onto Me I Have A Girlfriend Who's A Violinist...

Going Down To The Arc Reactor Room, Obadiah Talks With His Lead Scientist, Who Is Having A Hard Time Shrinking Down An Arc Reactor...

But One Thing I Will Say Is That The Actor Who Plays The Lead Scientist Looks Strangely Familiar To Me Like I've Seen Him In One Of My Favorite Christmas Movies...

Yep, I'm Serious, Folks, That Lead Scientist Is Played By None Other Than Peter Billingsley Otherwise Known Around The Holidays As Ralphie Parker From A Christmas Story...

Oh, My God, I Have So Many Questions Now....Wait A Minute I Just Got This From The Duke Newsroom, An Unknown Source For The Marvel Cinematic Universe Has Confirmed To Us That This Character Billingsley Plays William Ginter Riva (Who Not Only Appears In This Movie But Spider-Man: Far From Home) Is Actually A Descendant Of Ralphie Parker Which Means That A Christmas Story Is Now Officially An MCU Film!

Of Course, A Christmas Story Is Not An MCU Film! Bob Clark Would Be Nuts To Say That Was An MCU Film!...

But Mad That Riva Is Unable To Shrink Down The Arc Reactor, He Decides To Take Matters Into His Own Hands By Stealing Tony's...

Using The Same Device He Used On Rasa, He Paralyzes Tony So He Can Get The Arc Reactor From Tony's Chest But While He Does He Admits That He Got The Ten Rings To Kidnap Him...

So, Without An Arc Reactor What Can Tony Do? But Go Downstairs And Get The Mark 1 Arc Reactor That Pepper Saved With The Help Of DUM-E!...

But With The Arc Reactor In Hand, Obadiah Activates The Iron Monger Suit As Rhodey Finds Tony On The Ground Of His Workshop...

With Pepper And Coulson Arriving At Sector 16, Obadiah Suits Up As Pepper, Coulson And The Other Agents Come In To Find The Mark 1 Armor But They Soon Discover More Than That...

Suiting Up, Tony Suits Up, Telling Rhodey To Keep The Skies Clear As He Goes To Save Pepper From Obadiah But Unfortunately The Mark 3 Is At 48% And Dropping Like Sony After They Took Spider-Man Out Of The MCU...

Eventually Arriving At Stark Industries, Tony Fights Obadiah On The Streets Of Miami Before Taking It To The Skies So Tony Can Ice His Suit Like The Mark 2 Did During It's First Flight...

Running Out Of Power, Tony Manages To Get Back To Stark Industries...

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So, With Obadiah Dead, Rhodey Handles A Press Conference That'll Set Everything Straight, Coulson Tells Both Tony And Pepper That He Works For S.H.I.E.L.D., Tony And Pepper Are...A Work In Progress And Tony Takes Over The Press Conference Where He Admits To The World That He Is Iron Man...

In The First Ever MCU End Credits Scene, We See Tony Returning Home Only To Be Confronted By Col. Nick Fury, Director Of S.H.I.E.L.D. Who Is There To Talk To Him About Something Called The Avenger Initiative...

And That's Iron Man And What Can I Say About It?

For The First Film In The MCU, It Is Fantastic! The Story Is Great, The Characters Are Great, It Is Just A Jewel In The MCU And If You Have Not Seen This Yet Than, What Rock Have You Been Living Under? See It Now!

Till Next Time, This Is Duke, Signing Off...

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