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violetrainbow412-blog · 4 months

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Tango in the Sky [W. W]

Willy Wonka x fem!reader

word count: 1.6k

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note: LISTEN, first of all I want to say a huge apology because I was literally stuck on this. I had like two weeks with the document started and I just didn't know how to do it, so I'm sorry if this is horrible. I think the problem was that I wanted to make everything the same as the movie and aaagh, I don't know. I know you wanted a kiss but I also had a hard time writing that because they barely know each other haha 😫

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“Have you done this before?” you asked, gently petting the snout of the giraffe in front of you. Willy was downstairs, milking her so he could get the milk needed for her chocolates.

Noodle was supposed to have helped him that day, but the poor thing had caught a cold and you had been the lucky one (not really) to be driving the delivery cart. Although it had been a drastic change of plans, you had to adjust to it.

"Once. In Africa. Magnificent beast”

“Was she wild?”

“Wild? She was absolutely furious! But once my hands warmed up, I think she kind of liked it” Willy responded and then you giggled.

It was nice to have his company, that most eccentric guy who had come to rock everyone's world at the laundry.

“The way you left your coat makes it look like a person,” you pointed out, looking down at the coat rack on which he had left the red piece.

“Huh? It's true,” said the boy, smiling. Willy got up from his seat, humming a song, and then approached the structure taking a few steps and turns that ended in a mocking bow. “May I have this piece?”

You were watching his occurrence from above and when he started dancing you couldn't contain your laughter. He even started singing, showing you that he had a really beautiful voice.

"You like dancing?"

“I love it, actually,” he confessed. He had already put his coat and hat back on. “Especially when my partner is human.”

How curious, you were a human. And now that you had seen him dance, you were sure that you could become that dance partner he needed.

You started to go down the stairs, trying to ignore the vertigo that doing so gave you, and when you were two steps from the floor one of your feet slipped. You screamed as you fell, but you were lucky that he reacted quickly, managing to stop the impact by holding you by the back.

"My God…"

“It was close, right?” he laughed, still sounding agitated. “You have to be careful.”

You only managed to nod your head, slightly embarrassed, and then he helped you to step completely onto the floor. He was smiling, he always did, as if his cheeks were made to handle that.

“Do we have what we need?”

“We have it, my dear lady,” he replied, showing you the metal can that was filled with milk. At least something positive had come out of it all. “So it's time to go.”

“Thank you, Abigail!” You exclaimed towards the giraffe. She shook her head as if she really understood and the two of you got out of there.

It was cold outside and you felt strange seeing the zoo so desolate, although at the same time you were happy. Before the arrival of the chocolatier you could barely leave the laundry and now in a single day you had done wonderful things.

"No way…"

"What?"

“Have you ever flown?” He said with enthusiasm reflected in his bright eyes. You, as was logical, immediately denied, “Do you want to do it?”

"What?" you repeated, this time more acute and convinced it was a joke.

"It will be fun! Come on, trust me” he murmured and without giving you time to respond he took your hand to start running on the snowy road.

You were learning that you had to be careful with these occurrences and you had a feeling that this would not be the exception. You understood what his idea was the moment the bunch of balloons entered your field of vision and when you tried to react, he had already taken them with his free hand.

“It's not what… no, no, Willy…” you tried to stop him, but he wouldn't let you.

You ran out of pure inertia, knowing that if you slowed down you would probably trip and everything would turn out horribly. You were heading towards the lake and you closed your eyes as you imagined your destination, but it was nothing like you expected because the tips of your light feet barely touched the edge of the water. A second later you were already lifted into the air and then you clung to him with all the strength that existed in your body. You didn't even want to breathe for fear of falling and he noticed it.

"Open your eyes! You miss the show” the boy laughed, as if flying at night was the most normal thing in the world.

You ignored him and continued hugging him while the wind hit your face and ruffled your hair. You thanked God when your feet finally touched a firm surface, thinking it was the floor, but when you opened your eyes you noticed a glass floor illuminated from below: the panic returned when you realized that it was not a floor, but a ceiling.

“Willy, we're going to fall and die…” you half-screamed, launching yourself into his arms again. He was still holding his bunch of balloons and looked as cheerful as at the beginning.

“Nothing is going to happen to us. It's like walking on a tightrope."

“I have never walked a tightrope!” you replied fearfully. He let go of you and started to walk you away from him, slowly, and then he saw the terror in your eyes.

“If you've never walked a tightrope then it'll just be like dancing, okay?” he smiled, while he took your hand without getting rid of your means of transportation yet. “Do you know how to dance?”

Of course you knew how to do it, but this wasn't exactly what you were expecting when you wanted him to ask you.

“Look, just take one step forward,” he continued, pulling you towards him and moving in the opposite direction. “One back, one forward, two back…”

The boy hummed the instructions kindly and you tried to look him in the eyes just to avoid noticing how many meters high you were. After a couple of sequences you had begun to relax, but when he suddenly placed the balloons in your hand and let you go, you let out a little scream again.

Thanks to his help you did a couple of turns in the air and then he held you again, by his waist, until you were right in front of him.

“Don't let go of me” you asked in a whisper and Willy promised that he wouldn't.

Under that commitment you continued dancing to the rhythm that your friend set and little by little you were feeling more excited about what was happening. You had literally flown through the air and now you were on the damn roof of the gourmet galleries dancing with the most handsome chocolatier you knew; How likely was it at the beginning of the day? None, in short, so it was a pleasant surprise.

Willy guided you to the top of the dome that adorned the galleries, using the balloons to fly again, and suddenly you two stopped to hold onto the metal rod at the top of it. You were smiling from ear to ear and his hand had ended up on yours, while he also had a happy face.

“Didn't I tell you you'd be fun?”

“You are completely crazy, Mr. Wonka. I mean it in the best way” you sighed sincerely, managing to get a giggle out of him.

The man seemed to love heights, unlike you, and he wasn't about to let the moment between you last so short. So, careful not to let go, he began to bend over himself, taking you with him, until you were left sitting on the glass ceiling.

“Just breathe and take a second to appreciate the view,” he asked you, still holding your hand in an attempt to keep you calm.

If you looked down you could see the interior full of shoppers and if you looked forward you could see the entire city. However, the best view was to the side, right where Willy could be seen closely. Until that moment you noticed that the flamingos seemed to have followed you through the air and were now flying freely.

It was actually nice to be in that position once you had put your absolute terror of heights aside and as if you were suddenly aware of everything, the hand holding yours made you blush. Like this you were silent for a minute, with only the sound of the wind filling your ears.

“You know, Willy?” you started to say, not really looking at him. You were focused on the bright lights of one of the mansions “I haven't felt like this in a long time. It's nice to go out into the world."

Were you happy perhaps? If so, then he had achieved his goal. The truth was that one of the reasons he had done everything he had done was in the hope of making you smile and even with the difficulties that had arisen along the way, he had achieved it.

He was about to respond when the feeling of your lips placing a kiss on his cheek stopped his breathing and stirred his thoughts.

“I only worry about one thing though,” you exclaimed again. He looked at you carefully to listen to what you were going to say to him. “How are we going to get down from here?”

The boy laughed and the hand with which he was still holding the balloons waved in the air. You let out a whimper.

“Did you expect anything else?”

“An emergency staircase or something,” you joked. “But I guess it will be flying.”

If you had thought that going up into the air had been a nightmare, going down to the ground again turned out to be much worse.

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ebodebo · 9 days

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summary: ghost has to train recruits and his girlfriend just so happens to be one of them.

paring: ghost x f!reader

word count: 1.6k+

a/n: heyy! just wanted to thank everyone who voted on my poll🥰🥰hopefully you like what i came up with and plz let me know what you think! (lol ik this would def not happpen irl, but no matter)

warnings: very slight smut?

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Happy Training

It was a beautiful spring morning. A little humid, but the slight breeze made it tolerable, mainly since the training you were having to do would occur outside. There was nothing like having to wake up at the crack of dawn to do some training.

The demo was going to be taught by some highly skilled special operations team members, so it was a big deal and no surprise that when you walked in, you saw numerous hopeful recruits fill the outside space you were placed in.

You made your way to a metal bench beside a blonde guy who looked relatively young. "Hi," you kindly smiled. "Is the Seat taken?" you questioned. He shook his head. "Go ahead, sweetheart," he said as you gave him a light smile.

You made light conversation with the blonde man, who you learned was named Sam. His voice was evidently full of nerves, but you couldn't blame him. You were a little nervous yourself, not because you thought you weren't capable of the tasks that would be put forward, but because you didn't know what to expect from the instructors coming.

"Do you know anything about the instructors?" He timidly asked. You shook your head. "No idea." You continued. "But I'm sure they aren't as bad as you think." You assured him. He gave an uneasy smile in return.

As the clock ticked and ticked closer to 6:30, you could feel the nerves build. It didn't help that Sam filled your head with negative thoughts about what these instructors would be like.

Once the clock struck 6:30, you heard the big door you came in through open. "Gather round, " You heard the familiar gruff voice yell, causing you to glance over at Sam, whose eyes were wide.

"Don't have all day now." The voice said as no one moved. You and Sam made your way over to the huddle in the back. You could barely see, but nothing could hide the commanding voice the man held.

"I'm Captain Price, and this is my team," he said, as he pointed to each member, saying their names: Sargent Mactavish, Sargent Garrick, and Lutenient Riley.

"Shit." You whispered.

"What's that?" Captain Price questioned with a raised brow. No one dared to answer. He nodded. "Right. Well, let's get to work."

He made everyone stand in a line and filed the recruits out to one of his team members.

You cursed in your head as the line got shorter and shorter until only you and Sam remained.

"Well," Captain Price raised his brows as he glanced at Ghost. "Um... go ahead then." He gestured towards Ghost, and the corner of his lip lifted at the situation.

Ghost's eyes followed yours as you walked over to him. You looked up at him. "Lutentinet Riley." You greeted as you stuck your hand out. He looked at it and finally grasped it with his own.

It was an unusual situation you found yourself in. Your boyfriend was on one of the world's most elite counter-terrorism task forces, and you had to be trained by him.

He let go, and you shuffled behind another recruit. Captain Price instructed Sam to head over to Ghost as well.

Sam headed straight your way after shaking Ghost's hand, an action that he didn't miss.

Captain Price dismissed everyone for doing their respective tasks, so Ghost took the recruits, including you, to an empty space.

"Doin' some physical training first." He gruffly states. "Partner up." He commands. Everyone slowly moves around to find someone to partner with.

"Shouldn't be taking this long." He sighs. You locked eyes with Sam and walked over to him, past Ghost.

“Y/N.” You turned to Ghost. "You'll be with me." He finished, looking at Sam.

"I already have a partner." You plainly said.

"I wasn't asking." He snarled. You looked at Sam and gave him a reassuring smile before you turned to walk over to Ghost.

Ghost narrowed his eyes at Sam, and even though he wore his signature balaclava, Sam could feel the weight of Ghost's eyes on him, so much so it caused him to stare at the ground.

Ghost shifted his attention back to the rest of the recruits. "We'll be doin' a trust exercise." He looked around and saw the recruits sigh breaths of relief.

He casually turned around towards the walls closest to them and held a backpack. "This backpack is eighteen kg." He turned towards you. "Forty pounds to you, Americans." You raise your brow.

He turns back to the recruits. "You'll be wearing them and completing the course outside." He paused momentarily, "Blindfolded." He finished.

He watched as the recruit's eyes widened. "Grab a bag and meet me outside." He held the backpack in his hand as you followed him out.

"You know that guy?" He questioned as you walked outside with him. "Sam?" You breathed out as he slid the heavy backpack on your back, buckling it in the front.

"Mhm." He replied, making sure the backpack was tight enough. "No. Not really." He nodded. "Why?" You looked up at him. He shook his head. "No reason." He stepped away as the other recruits made their way out to the course area.

"You're goin' to rely on your teammates to go through this course." He gestured to a course full of high beams, mud, and a climbing rope.

He leaned back a little on his heels. "Who's startin'?" He looked around and heard not a peep.

He turned his head to you and nodded towards you. "Looks like you're the lucky one." You let out a breath and a nod.

He guides you to the starting point and puts the blindfold on your face. Although unprofessional, you let a quiet laugh slip.

"Cheeky one you are." He whispered so low only you could hear. He finished tying the blindfold and stepped away from you.

He begins giving you directions on how to tackle the course.

"Go left."

"Stop."

"Climb."

Short commands. Nothing was ever longer than three words, and you were doing quite well until it was in the middle of the course.

The portion where you have to wrap your arms and legs around the underside of a beam and make your way across a lake of deep, thick mud.

You couldn't get across it, even with the directions he was giving. He was getting frustrated, and you were getting angry that he was getting angry. He finally gave up.

"Dismissed." He said, crossing his arms.

You dropped yourself into the mud. "What?" You said, ripping off the blindfold.

"You are dismissed." He repeated.

You stared at him momentarily before pressing your hands into the mud to help you get your footing.

You finally stood up and walked towards the building's door, not sparing him a glance. You went to Captain Price and told him the situation, to which he gently squeezed your shoulder and told you to go home.

Once you made it home, you cleaned all the mud off yourself. Maybe you were being dramatic, but it truthfully felt like he had just given up on you.

After cleaning up, you lay in your comfortable bed, swallowed by your fresh sheets. You grabbed the book that had been haunting your nightstand these past few weeks and decided to read it. You needed to get your mind off of things. About thirty minutes into reading, you slowly dozed off to sleep.

You were startled awake from a nightmare. The book flew off the bed, causing you to groan. You sighed deeply and rubbed your eyes, casually looking at your alarm clock beside the bed—6:00 PM.

"Shit." You say as you stretch your arms over your head. You decide to slip out of bed and head downstairs.

You went downstairs and began to make a fresh cup of tea. While steeping the tea bag, you heard a knock on the door. You didn't contemplate who it was, you knew.

You walked over to the door, hand hovering over the handle for a moment before twisting it to be met with Ghost's face.

You both stood there momentarily before you stepped aside so he could come in. He pulled off his mask as he stepped inside.

"Tea?" You asked as he walked behind you.

"Uh..please." He said.

You made your way to the tea kettle, poured him a cup, and walked over to hand it to him.

"Look, I came to apologize." You nodded and gestured to the couch. "I shouldn't have lost my temper, especially with you." He took a sip of tea.

"Simon." You started. "I know you were just doing your job. I wasn't your girlfriend there; I was just another recruit." You took a sip of tea. "I admit I was angry at you, but then I reminded myself you were just doing your job."

"So, you're not mad at me?" He questioned, raising a brow.

"No, of course not." You set your tea on the coffee table beside you.

"Huh." He leaned back on the couch.

"What?" You questioned.

"Well, I had the whole thing planned." He continued. "So, you'd forgive me."

You pretend to think. "Well, maybe I'm still a little upset.."

He set his tea down and stood up, positioning himself between your legs before dropping to his knees before you. "What're you doing?" You question, with a laugh.

He leaned closer to you and began placing slow, deep kisses up your calf to your thigh. "So, sex then?" You question as your hands find his hair.

"Makeup sex." He corrected while he gripped the bottoms of your pajama shorts. "Want me to show you the rest?" He looked up.

"Fuck yes." You moaned as he harshly connected his lips with your inner thigh.

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smartycvnt · 8 months

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Lucky

Title: Lucky

Pairing: Addison Montgomery x Reader

Prompt: "Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again."

WC: 646

"Addison, I don't know where we are, but I'd rather be on solid ground," Y/n said as she allowed Addison to walk her through the docks. She knew it was only a matter of time before she found herself either on some sort of boat or something. They were coming up on their anniversary, and Addison had been talking about going all out for the big day. Y/n had been apprehensive at the sound of it. Addison's version of "all out" and Y/n's tended to differ by several thousand dollars. Y/n was all for a good time, but she didn't want to break the bank doing it.

"Shh, relax. Trust me, this will all be worth it," Addison assured her. Y/n took a deep breath as continued to follow Addison. Their trip up to Seattle together had been a big enough deal, and Y/n had no idea how Addison managed to arrange some special little trip for just the two of them like this one. Y/n came to a stop in between some sort of railing and Addison, who had moved behind Y/n and started to press a few kisses against the back of Y/n's neck.

"Can I take the blindfold off now please?" Y/n asked. Addison hummed as she thought it over.

"Not yet, we aren't there yet," Addison told her. Y/n pouted as she turned her head towards where she assumed Addison was. Addison smiled as she looked out at the ocean beyond Y/n. "There's something I want to tell you that I think is going to come easier like this."

"If you did all this to dump me, I'm throwing you overboard," Y/n threatened. Addison laughed as she squeezed her arms around Y/n's waist.

"No such thing. In fact, I am going to tell you how much I love you," Addison said. "There have been so many guys that have come so close to being the love of my life. I've lost so many great friends and partners because things kept going wrong. With you, I don't have to worry about that. I've learned from my past mistakes enough to know how to not fuck us up, but I didn't think that I deserved love anymore. I gave up on it after this last divorce because who the hell am I to expect someone else to waltz into my life? Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again. I can't imagine having any other person in my life other than you. And that's why I can't ask you to marry me."

"All of this for a non-proposal?" Y/n let out a small laugh. Addison pulled the blindfold off of Y/n's eyes, surprised to see the lightheartedness in her eyes. "That was beautiful, but you had asked me to marry you, I would have called you an idiot."

"That's not very nice, maybe I take back some of my words," Addison pouted. Y/n rolled her eyes and took Addison's hands in hers. "Now you have to say something sweet or the whole night is ruined."

"You always knew what it meant to love Addison. You always knew how to open your heart, even when you thought it was hopeless. You opened up your mind and let me into your mind because deep down, I think that you knew we were meant to be in love with each other. I don't know if this will last the rest of our lives or not, but I know that when I die and go to heaven, I'll be seeing you," Y/n said. Addison leaned against Y/n just enough to pin her against the railing while they kissed. "I love you, Addison Montgomery, and I'm the luckiest motherfucker on the planet because you love me too."

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darkstar225 · 7 months

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Twice's 10th member didn't attend the last concert of the tour (sike)

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my sweet friend AnonymousKetchup who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it!

The request: Hi there. I'm one of your readers. Your stories were so great. If you don't mind, I would like to make a request? This is my first time to make a request to an author btw So twice held a concert wherein their maknae didn't attended because of a mental health issue. All members were so sad about it especially mina because y/n was her gaming buddy. But after the concert, when they got back to the green room, they saw their precious maknae waiting for them happily. They were all stunned and y/n said that she watched and cheered for her unnies at the vip section without them knowing it. And yeah, they missed her and made a group hug at the end. Thank you and have a great day author <3 (A/N: Tysm for this lovely message, it made my day! :D)

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The final concert of TWICE's tour was a grand spectacle, filling the massive arena with an electric atmosphere. Fans from all over the world had gathered to witness the K-pop sensation perform their last show, and the energy was palpable. But among the nine members of TWICE, there was a noticeable absence... Y/N, the 10th and youngest member, was not in attendance.

Y/N had been a pillar of strength for the group, always smiling and supporting her unnies during their performances. However, her own battles with mental health had taken a toll, and she had made the difficult decision to skip the last concert to focus on her well-being. Her absence weighed heavily on the members, but they understood and respected her choice.

Among them, Mina was particularly affected by the maknae's absence. The pair had shared a special bond as gaming buddies, spending countless hours playing their favourite video games together. Y/N's lack of presence left a void in Mina's heart, and she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of sadness.

As the concert reached its climax and TWICE delivered an electrifying performance, the members couldn't help but think of their precious maknae. Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Momo, Sana, Jihyo, Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoung and Tzuyu danced their hearts out on stage, but there was a bittersweet feeling in the air. The absence of one member was strongly felt.

After the final encore, the exhausted members made their way backstage. Their emotions were a mix of elation at the successful tour and the sadness of missing Y/N. Mina, in particular, felt a heavy weight on her shoulders.

Once they were in the green room, the mood remained sombre. Mina had tears in her eyes as she thought of her gaming partner and dear sister. The other members shared her sadness and concern for their maknae's well-being.

Mina decided to voice her feelings, her voice trembling with emotion.

Mina - I really missed Y/N tonight. She's always been there for us, and I wish she could have been here for our last concert.

The other members nodded in agreement.

Jeongyeon - Our dongsang means so much to us, and her absence was deeply felt tonight. We hope she's taking care of herself.

Just as they were discussing Y/N's absence, the door to the green room suddenly swung open, and there stood their beloved maknae, a bright smile on her face. The members' eyes widened in shock and joy as they rushed to her, enveloping her in a group hug.

Momo - Baby! You're here!

Momo exclaimed with tears of happiness in her eyes.

The youngest laughed, her eyes glistening with tears as well.

Y/N - I couldn't miss our last concert. I watched and cheered for you from the VIP section without you knowing it.

Mina, in particular, was overjoyed to see her gaming buddy and little sister. She pulled Y/N into a tight hug.

Mina - I missed you so much, darling.

The younger girl returned the hug just as tightly.

Y/N - I missed you too, Mina unnie.

The green room was filled with laughter and tears as the members reunited with their precious maknae. Y/N's presence brought a sense of completeness to the group, and they were overwhelmed with happiness.

Nayeon wiped away a tear and spoke with warmth in her voice.

Nayeon - We're so glad you're here, love. We were worried about you.

Y/N - I know, and I appreciate your concern. I needed to take some time for myself, but I couldn't miss the opportunity to support you on this special day. *smiling*

Sana - You're our strength, honey. We're so proud of you for taking care of yourself. *kisses her cheek*

Dahyun - And you'll always have our support, just like you've supported us all these years. *kisses other cheek*

As the hours passed, they found themselves in a circle, arms wrapped around each other, sharing a heartfelt group hug. Y/N was in the centre, feeling the warmth and love of her unnies surrounding her.

Jeongyeon, with tears in her eyes, spoke for all of them.

Jeongyeon - We missed you, kiddo. You're irreplaceable in our hearts.

Chaeyoung - And we're so grateful to have you back with us.

The maknae's heart swelled with love and happiness. She knew that her journey to better mental health would be ongoing, but she also knew that she had the unwavering support of her fellow members, her second family.

Tzuyu, who had been quieter throughout the evening, spoke up with a soft smile.

Tzuyu - Sis, you mean so much to all of us. We're here for you, no matter what, and we'll continue to support you on your journey.

Jihyo, their leader, who had been watching her kid with a motherly gaze, stepped forward and gently cupped the girl's face.

Jihyo - You're such a strong and precious maknae, sweetheart. We're so proud of you for taking care of yourself, and we promise to be here every step of the way.

TWICE's sunshine's eyes sparkled with gratitude and love.

Y/N - Thank you, Jihyo omma. Thank you all for being my strength and my family.

As the night continued, the members shared stories, laughter, and an abundance of food, making up for the meals Y/N had missed. The atmosphere was filled with joy, as they realized that no matter what challenges they faced, they would overcome them together.

Mina, in particular, was overjoyed to have her gaming buddy back.

Mina - Cutie pie, we have so much gaming to catch up on!

Said girl chuckled, her smile radiant.

Y/N - I can't wait, Mina. Get ready to lose!

Their playful banter filled the room, and the members knew that they were back to their usual selves. The youngest's return had not only brightened the evening but also rekindled their spirits.

As the night came to an end, they all settled down, feeling content and closer than ever. Y/N lay her head on Jihyo's chest, and Nayeon held Mina's hand. They were a family, united in love and resilience, ready to face whatever the future held.

Momo yawned, breaking the peaceful silence.

Momo - I think it's time to get some rest, everyone. We have a lot of memories to make together.

As they all agreed, they knew that no matter what challenges awaited them, they were stronger together. Y/N had brought a sense of completeness to the group, and they were ready to face the world with renewed determination.

One by one, they drifted off to sleep, with the maknae feeling the warmth and love of her unnies surrounding her. In their embrace, she found a profound sense of peace and belonging, knowing that she was not alone in her struggles. They were a family, and as she looked at her unnies, she had only one thought in mind:

I’ll love my dear older sisters forever.

A/N: I’m sorry for any errors. English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

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peraltuki · 10 months

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scary dog privileges. — angel/david headcanon!!

uuhhhh @starvin-darlin gave me this idea thank u sm queen I loved it! I hope u guys do too!!

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Angel works at an office job at a company of which they don't remember what is they actually do there, but pretend they know. Angel is also very social and likes to gather around the water cooler and talk shit about people instead of doing the actual job.

“One time, I heard the boss got his partner in the office late at night and... They had sex!” one of Angel's coworkers said.

“How scandalous!” Angel answered.

Angel loved it, it was why they liked the job in the first place. Like the time one guy and his girlfriend of six months broke up in front of everybody, and the next day they were acting like they never actually dated. It warmed Angel because it reminded them of two pack members who were always fighting like that. It was heartwarming. Sometimes it was more serious.

“And what about the time two people got "stucked" in one of the elevators, huh?” another coworker said.

“You don't say.” Angel was on their thirteenth cup of water with no coffee, the gossip fueled their energy.”

“Well I kind of feel bad for one of the people who were there. Seems like they were having a panic attack.”

“Because they'd get caught?” Angel asked.

“No! Because the elevator stopped!”

“Oh, my!”

And so on, and so forth. And every single time it happened, they told David about it. Immediately, while it was happening.

photo 📷

lol look at them they're fighting

David would text back:

And Angel would say:

omg they just broke up in front of everyone!!

who are these people?

why are you sending me pictures of them?

they're my coworkers!

get to work and leave me alone.

boo, you whore.

what?!

And Angel wouldn't text back after that.

One day as they were chitchatting about Lindsay from the fourth floor dropping everyone's food in the trash because they ate her dessert and they all agreed it was because she was newly divorced, a coworker asked Angel if they were seeing someone.

Angel said: “I'm engaged!” and everyone was shocked. Everyone wanted to know.

“His name is Davey-David... And he-”

“Is he good-looking?” a coworker asked, it was the girl who got dumped in public! She looked like she hated them.

“Yes, of course! I wouldn't date someone who's ugly...”

“So how is he?” Somebody else asked, but they weren't good intended questions more as a way of trying to find a fault or something to judge later on when Angel wasn't around. Too bad they couldn't see that.

“Oh, he's big. He's really big.”

“Big?”

“And tall! And he has muscles and is very hot! Well yeah I think he's hot of cour-”

“Looks like you're making it up.” The girl who got dumped said. How does she dare? Why would they lie about it?

“I'm not lying! He's real!”

“Show us a picture!” Oddly enough, that was a masculine voice.”

“I don't have any pictures of him, he doesn't like pictu-”

“Ha!”

“What?!” The gossip around the water cooler wasn't feeling cool anymore. Damn.

Angel looked around but the people listening did not believed in their story. Their tendency to lie all the time on the job might've contributed to this all happening. Angel lied a lot for fun, because their job was boring and saying they were an adopted child who was raised by wolves until the age of nine was like super fun to make people believe –specially when Angel pretended that they couldn't go to work because of the full moon– wasn't so fun anymore now. Or when they called in sick for a desease they contracted on their trip to England was so deadly they could kill anybody just by looking at them in the eye (they never went to England), it was all coming together at once.

the consequences of my actions are finally catching up to me

good.

mean

snot.

stop I'm not in the mood 😡

okay.

sorry.

I forgive you davey (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

ugh.

The days had passed and Angel didn't felt like being bubbly and social on the job when everyone who gathered around the water cooler suddenly stopped talking when they walked in. It was so blatantly obvious their coworkers were talking about Angel and their made-up fiancee, who was not made-up. But they'd had enough, if there was something Angel did was being resilient, that's exactly how they got to be engaged with David in the first place! By stalking him.

Suddenly a thought occured to them, next to the refrigerator where nobody wants to stand because it smells weird.

that's it. I've had enough!!!

what?

Sometimes Angel said their thoughts out loud and sometimes they texted them to David.

They came closer to where everybody was and they looked at them. They looked back.

“He is real.”

“Sure!” One said.

“Yeah, right!” Another one said.

“You don't know anything! He's not made-up like everything else I said!”

“It's okay, we all have our beliefs!” That was the dumped girl, again!

“He is. I'm telling you how we met.” Angel really loved to talk. “We met... Well I met him first, it was like... Love at first sight, for me! Because he wasn't looking at me. But then I followed him...”

“You followed him?!” A girl with glasses they'd never seen before asked. Damn everybody was here now.

“Oh my God.”

“Yes...! No! I mean I stumbled across him a second time... And then a third... Because he just wasn't looking at me!” Now they were just looking at Angel like they just said an awful joke. “And then he came up to me and said: Who are you and why are you looking at me?!” Angel mimicked David's deep voice.

“Oh my God, what?! Is what happened!” Angel was getting angry and frustrated.

Now they were the crazy person who not only made-up a fake fiancee but also stalked him, this was awful, it was horrendous. After that complete fiasco the weeks passed and, hopefully, people started to forget about what Angel had said, hopefully, because they hoped people did forget. They still looked at them funny. Angel was sitting in their desk, looking at pictures of cute puppies in adoption that looked like David's wolf form because it made them feel better.

angel.

Speaking of the Devil...

get ready. i'm going to pick you up for lunch.

Yay!!

okay my sweet maple syrup 😘❤️

don't call me that.

Angel was hopping through the office picking up their stuff to leave. It wasn't always that David and they lunched together but when they did Angel made sure to ask for a lot of food just to piss him off. They grabbed their bag and hopped to the door when they saw one of those coworkers who would look at them funny since they talked about David.

And Angel couldn't resist themselves.

“Hi.”

“Hi...” He answered.

“Heading out?” Angel asked.

“Yes...”

“Hm. Me too. My fiancee is picking me up.” They smiled showing their teeth. Ha! Now they would take a picture of David to show to everybody.

“Your fake fiancee?”

“He's not...! Ugh, whatever.”

They ignored their coworker and kept waiting outside the building. As they were waiting they felt a bunch of eyes looking at their back and did their best to subtly look back, everybody was gathering around the reception pretending to do something else. Angel rolled their eyes. They wanted to leave badly.

when are you coming??! :/

i wanna leaaaaaavvvvveeeee

i'm here.

Angel looked up from their phone and saw the black car parking in front of the building, and David coming out of it.

“Hi!!” Angel yelled at him even though he was that far. David frowned but said hi back.

They started running towards him, without looking at both sides of the street.

“Be careful!” David grabbed their wrist and pulled Angel close before a car passed close by them.

“Okay, Mister, you can wait until I had food before we do something else.”

“Get in the car, perv.” He smacked their ass before letting them go.

Angel sat on the passenger side and waited for David to get inside the car again. “What are those people doing?” He asked.

“What peop-?” They looked at the inside of the building and half of their coworkers were staring directly at them, specifically at David. “Oh! You know what happened?” Angel said as they throw all their stuff at the backseat.

“What?”

“I told my coworkers I was engaged with a big, handsome, muscular man...” David huffed holding in a laugh.

“I'm not a b-”

“And they thought I was lying!”

“What? Why? Oh, let me rephrase that, why would they not believe you when all you do is lie to them?”

“Whatever. Their loss, they're starting to annoy me anyways.” Angel took off their shoes and reclined the seat back a little.

“So that's why they're looking at me like I was an extinct animal in the flesh.”

“Yep. Are they still looking?”

“Yep.”

“Let's just leave.”

“Wait.” Before Angel could accommodate themselves in their seat, David grabbed their shoulder. “Kiss.”

“Oh.” Angel kissed him sweetly and quick before half-laying down in their seat.

And they went to lunch. Maybe if Angel was feeling better by tomorrow they will tell them that their fiancee was a werewolf too.

<3<3<3<3<3

#First time doing something lighthearted #I feel weird #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted david #redacted angel #redacted fanfic

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lutawolf · 2 years

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Unforgotten Night (2022) Ep 1

My brat with a British accent wanted to write this together. Her once again covering the sub and me covering the Dom. I told her that she was a sadist and this was supposed to be bad. Iffy "noooooo, no, I'm just a special word for someone who wants you to suffer with me" You will be able to find the lovely iffy's companion post here.

It didn't help that I got so many requests to watch this. I think some of you are sadists. Is there something about doing this to a sadist that turns you on?? I included the Coconuts Mafia in my torture because if I'm going to take one, then the team should too. Thank you so much for the support and commentary! @biochemjess @suga4mycoffee read here @mematryoshkame @minisculecosmos @hereiswhereitbegan28 @akitbeast and their commentary here and Pebee. Also make sure to read @feralpansexual bdsm red flags post here

For those that know nothing about the series and this is your first time hearing about it: Kim (sub), a 25 year old office worker, has been in one sided love with his senior, Day, for a a long time. To forget about him and move on, he decides to have one night stand with a random stranger he met at the bar. What he didn't know was the stranger would start liking him to the point of no return. Kamol (Dom/Sadist), a 30 year old mafia, has some special needs in bed and so he keeps switching partners but no one is able to satisfy him. One night he meets Kim, who perfectly meets his needs. Right at that moment, Kamol decided to make the man his own.

Promo Poster

Seriously guys, what the fuck is that picture above. His FACE. "When you want to be tied up, but the idiot you're fucking doesn't know how to do it properly." I would like to be on the side of the Dom here but I can just hear the sub saying "Gotta do everything my damn self" Also, why are they using a glorified shoelace?? I mean, I haven't even started the episode yet and I'm dead. Where is the chemistry? What is it with these poses? They feel like their about to give a beginner's class in couples yoga with fun accessories.

Episode 1

So begins my drinking habit, I mean watch. No really, this turned into a drinking game. I took a shot every time a sub cries. I was tipsy by the end of the show. There was torture... Of the audience kind. Ellen DeGeneres shoes, constantly running water taps, 80's music and a horrible English breakfast with anemic sausage. On the plus side, I laughed a lot. I highly recommend as a group hate watch.

We meet Kamol as a "business tycoon" and you can tell they are trying to set an air of arrogance and command. The typical portrayal of a Dom. I didn't feel it though. I was deeply underwhelmed, he really wasn't giving strong power vibes. Ohhh, the ominous whisper "Something big is coming up." I'm all a flutter. Also, this might be an American thing but he just gave the weakest hang shake ever. As a Dom, I would be embarrassed. That's the one area where it is completely acceptable to have a pissing contest and you just barely held finger.

The next scene shows a weeping and marked up submissive. I've got no issue with one night stands but you still put the work in. Not only should there have been respect for limits but also aftercare. Instead he leaves him and has his bodyguards take him out. Can we get more Dom low class?

Why, yes we can "They always say they can take it but they never last" Yeah, okay. He wasn't any more satisfied than you buddy, so who is the real problem here? That's just stupid. You don't pick someone off the street and go, lets do a little whip and tickle. It takes a masochist to like pain and every masochist likes a different type of pain. This is like me asking if someone likes ice cream and then making them eat the flavor that's my favorite. Dumbass, I said I like ice cream, doesn't mean I like that ice cream.

We have a lot of weepy sub scenes. Then the girls aka assistants, take their boss to the bar. I don't know how they thought this was a good idea. The music alone would cause me to cry and drink too much. However, it's at the bar that Kamol (aka shoelace Pillsbury Ceo) shows up and notices Kim. Finally we have the moment they meet. In a bathroom, because the mafia apparently really appreciate bathrooms.

Kim is stumbling drunk into the bathroom and Kamol thinks this is a brilliant. Follows him into the bathroom. Where we have the conversation of,

Kim "Are you starting at me"

Pillsbury "I'm staring at you"

Kim "you interested"

Pillsbury "Yes, you caught my eye"

All why the mother fucking water facet is going!!!

Weepy Sub "in that case can you help me forget him"

Pillsbury "As long as you can tolerate it" 🙄🙄 Because yes, I like chocolate chip ice cream and so will you! 🤦🏻‍♀️

Weepy "No problem, you can do whatever you want" that's a good way to get stds kid and then you'll really have something to cry about.

Oh look! We finally have the, you're drunk, who me talk. It went as expected. Weepy sub is now up against the bathroom counter. Managing to avoid the still running water! It's torturing me! This is not my flavor of masochism! Then he calls him Baby. Which fits weepy sub. It's a very accurate pet name.

We show up at Pillsbury's place where they are magically changed into robes.... And they ones again talk about if baby is drunk. Yet they never talk about what kind of kink they are into. We apparently just gonna wing it, cause yeah that works. Guess we can blame it on him getting all hot and bothered at being called Mister. 🤦🏻‍♀️

The most consent talk we get is, you can suck this up right. And then he beaks out the Toys-R-Us cuffs that baby can easily slid right out of. He started him off real light with luke warm wax that's barely dripping. Yet we get this face.

At this point, I'm thinking boy can't handle much. Then Pillsbury breaks out a horse flogger. You guys, I wasn't expecting accuracy and if you want me to give a break down of why the flogging was so fucking God Awful that I took two shots! I can. Needless to say it was grossly inaccurate but even that doesn't match the horror of this.

Meanwhile his flogging is on the level of "I’m going to FLOG YOU……with kindness"

"W-would you like to talk to me about my childhood wounds as I whip you very gently"

On the plus side, there was a very nice, very accurate bite mark. I've got a bitting kink myself and no way THAT was fake, so kudos for that.

Then the true torture again. Dripping faucet. While Pillsbury finally gives some kind of aftercare. A bath with sweet kisses. While whispering sweet nothings of "You are the one".. It's not much but it's finally something so we'll take it.

But then baby wakes up alone to a Best Western breakfast. Is it any wonder he booked it? Maybe start acting like a Dom and taking care of your subs? Hmm.

I can't leave you without mentioning the stick on tattoo.

It shifts. For a second I thought we were going to get a shifter bl but they were just teasing. It's just a bad fake tattoo.

So there you have it. My torture is now our torture. Especially if you made it all the way through, what ever, that was that I wrote. Hope you got a few chuckles 💜💜💜

#unforgotten night #unforgotten night kink #luta #luta opinions #luta question and answer #weepy boy and Pillsbury dough bo #really bad flogging #turn off the mf faucet #coconuts mafia

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fancy--that · 8 months

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Rules for thee and not for me, classic hypocrite anti response. You have no idea what you're talking about or what any of the words you're using mean. You get to write what you want because you're only doing it in the good Christian God-fearing Way but no one else can. You're a joke and very uneducated. Proshippers who created Ao3 and fight for anti-censorship regulations paved the way so you can write and share your stories, and you're shitting all over their hard work.

Ao3 is a proship website. Proship is the default anti-censorship stance. You cannot and will never be able to tell what is going on in someone's mind when they read or write, nor are thought crimes real. Your dead dove fiction is not any more or less moral than anyone else's, you're not special, you're not the messiah. And you definitely don't have the right to pass judgment on anyone else. Your self righteousness is truly disgusting.

wow. First of all thank god i'm not religious in any way shape or form but i'm sorry that someone talking with some sense made you think that theres no way an actual human being with morals and opinions could write this no they must be religious theres just no way a non religious person wouldn't condone rape, pedophilia and incest!!! get real

Also i never said i'm the only one who could write that kind of content, many people have and i've read my fair share of dead dove fics that touch on those dark topics, the point a lot of you seem to be missing is the CONTEXT portion. its part of a broader story, it isn't romanticized, it isn't normalized it isn't treated as something cute or funny or romantic. It's just written with mindfulness and within the right context. It's treated as the traumatic, disgusting, depraved thing that it is.

also like i'm not telling people to not write it in the first place at all? Yes ao3 was made by pro-shippers but also like you have to be mindful of what you're consuming out there on the internet. I would never read a pro-ship fic that deals with these topics but also i'm not going to go bashing it in the comments or anything, i just keep scrolling however i find it very telling of your character that all i did was make a post saying that i don't agree with pro-shipping and therefore won't write these certain requests given to me by pro-shippers and suddenly i'm the bad guy for having an opinion. "What do you mean you won't write my father x son fic? You stupid anti you're such a hypocrite" i mean get real.

Also my original post wasn't particularly mean in any way i just said i didn't like pro-shippers and wouldn't write that content, additionally i also gave personal reasons on why i wouldn't write that type of content. Again am i supposed to ignore my own reasons for why i won't engage in it just cause the pro-shippers might get mad at me? I don't think so.

Proshippers made ao3.....thanks proshippers i owe you my....life ig? idrk what i'm supposed to say? should i bow or something??? "hey so we like problematic ships and problematic and often dark undertones in our fics but we romanticize it and we made this website to share those stories and then we're gonna get mad when people mention that these ships are problematic"

You're right i don't know whats going on in someone's mind when they write. What I do know is I have personally seen a lot of adult pro-shippers writing and drawing content of minors and adults who still interact with minors on their platform. I know that if someone were to tell me "read this fic i wrote" and it was romanticizing incest and abuse i'd be uneasy that they were so proud of it. And i know as someone who again has a partner who age regresses, who has a community of people whose ages i don't know, someone who regularly interacts with children for work and likely pre-teens and teens online because ofc people who aren't 18+ are going to look gor this content, i couldn't write it. Not with all of those factors. My own personal reasons for not liking proshipping and refusing to write proship content is not less important than your need to justify why shipping things with rape, incest and pedophilia is okay.

also i would never want anyone to treat me like some savior here to bless the internet. I used my own story as an example of writing these heavy topics in the right context, i never said i was the only one whos ever done it right or whatever, im explaining how i know someone will say "well you've written it before look at this story!" that isn't proshipping so your argument is invalid.

also i can judge as i please its called being a human and if you romanticize rape, incest and pedophilia i will not consume your content, i will not make new content for you and yes i will judge you.

best regards

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phoenixthemenace · 1 year

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Till Death

Day 30. Lost hope/Death do us part-

"Dix?" Johnny asked sadly. "Roy was here, right? I didn't dream that, did I?"

"Yes he was."

"Then why…why hasn't he come to see me?"

Drat the boy and those eyes. She thought, as her heart twinged.

"I don't know." She said softly. "Do you want him to?"

He nodded, hiding his eyes so she wouldn't see the tears.

"I came back for him."

Joe, who had just slipped in quietly, caught Dixie's eye and nodded.

"Johnny. Do you want to be with Roy?"

He glanced up at both of them.

"For the rest of my life." He whispered.

"Johnny." Joe said, taking Johnny’s hand, surprising him and Dix. "You are the closest thing I have to a son."

Johnny stared at Joe, mouth agape.

Drat the boy and those eyes. Joe thought before continuing.

"If that is what you want, I will help you. Even if I have to drag him in here and sit on him while you two talk"

"Me too." Dixie said, taking Johnny’s other hand. He could see she felt the same way.

His eyes filled again even as he laughed at the thought.

"Thanks." He whispered as he ducked his head.

"What did you say to him when you woke up?" Joe asked.

Johnny smiled.

"I told him to go home, that I'd be okay now and I…" He blushed furiously.

"Love him?" Dixie whispered conspiratorially.

"Yeah." Johnny sighed adorably. His companions rolled their eyes.

"That explains it." Joe said to Dixie.

"Yeah." At Johnny’s inquiring look she explained. "Well, Tiger. All we heard was 'go'."

Johnny looked horrified and tried to get up.

"Easy, easy Johnny." Joe said effortlessly holding Johnny down. "You're in no condition to go anywhere."

"Roy's on duty today." Dixie soothed. "We'll talk to him."

"Knock some sense into that thick skull."

"That might be impossible Joe. It's almost as thick as Johnny’s."

Johnny gave up struggling and spluttered indignantly as Joe and Dixie chuckled.

"Meanwhile, since you're so healthy, we're going to move you into a regular room and let someone who needs it have this one."

"And we're giving you a special roommate." Dixie smiled sweetly.

"Now Dix, Don't spoil the surprise!" Joe laughed.

*****

Roy was devastated.

His Johnny had fought his way back from death's door only to tell him to go. Dixie might think, believe, that he was saying something else but that was too much for Roy to hope for in this grief stricken state

She didn't know about the envelope he'd discovered in the pocket of Johnny’s blue jacket when he washed it. It had two letters to Cap, one a transfer request, the other a letter of resignation.

He'd failed, he'd hurt Johnny that badly, and now he was certain there was nothing to be done.

*****

"Roy." Dixie said kindly. "I want to talk to you."

Roy opened his mouth to protest. He knew what she wanted to say, and couldn't bear to hear it. Fortunately for him, a call came in and he and his temporary partner had to go.

*****

"Roy." Joe said sternly. "I want to talk to you."

Roy closed his eyes and sighed. Why wouldn't they leave him alone? He was saved by a three alarm structure fire.

*****

It took most of an extremely busy shift before they were able to corner Roy.

"I'm telling you Roy, what you heard was not what he said." Joe said with gentle firmness. "Remember, he'd just gone through a terrible ordeal."

"Doc…" Roy tried to begin, but Joe took him by the arm.

"No, Roy. Now we are going to go talk to your partner."

Roy looked to Dixie for help but she just smiled innocently and didn't interfere as Roy was hauled off to the elevators.

*****

Johnny was bored.

Kelly Brackett was about as fun a roommate as a broken leg. His idea of passing the time was reading medical journals and was good to share them with Johnny, but enough was enough. So, partly out of boredom and partly out of a desire to annoy Brackett, he started flirting with every nurse in sight. Soon, he gathered a trio around him and was entertaining them with a story of his heroics when the door swung open and Roy was herded through.

Johnny was startled to see him and slid down under the covers.

"How are you doing, Johnny?" Joe asked as Roy stood to the side, staring awkwardly.

"Oh…I…uh…" He sputtered eloquently, trying not to stare longingly at Roy.

"How about you, Kel?" Joe asked, turning a twinkling eye to his friend. "Enjoying your roommate?"

"I shouldn't say this, but Romeo here was a lot easier to live with when he was in a coma." Kel answered dryly.

They all laughed and Joe plopped down on the end of Brackett's bed, and proceeded to flirt brazenly with everyone in the room, including Kel.

Especially Kel.

Dixie came in a short time later and swept the three nurses away, shooing them back to their duties. Joe stood and started fussing around the head of Kel's bed, taking vitals and shielding Roy and Johnny from view, while they, meanwhile, fidgeted uncomfortably.

"Ro-"

"Joh-"

They started speaking at the same time, and smiled with nervous fondness at each other. Unfortunately, Roy was called away. Johnny sighed, slid further under his covers and curled up, facing away from Joe and Kel.

Joe sighed.

"Take me for a walk." Kel said quietly.

"Sure Kel." Joe knew he wanted to talk.

They slowly made their way down the hall, Kel trying not to shuffle, Joe trying not to notice.

"Joe, what is going on between those two?"

"What do you mean?" Joe asked, surprised that Kel would have guessed.

"They've been upset with each other for a while now. At first I thought it was about the virus, but now I'm thinking it's got to be that nurse from the maternity ward that they were fighting over recently."

"I don't know Kel, I don't think those two would let a woman come between them."

"You may be right Joe. But did you see how Johnny reacted to Roy? Like he was guilty?"

They were back to the room now.

"Okay Kel. I'll talk to them, just don't you say anything to Johnny. You know how he is, it's apt to get really uncomfortable if you do."

"Sure Joe." Kel said tiredly. He climbed back into his bed and dropped off to sleep almost at once. Joe turned to Johnny who was still curled on his side, but Joe could see he wasn't asleep.

"Johnny." Joe said softly as he put his hand on his shoulder and encouraged him to turn over onto his back. There were tears on his cheeks.

"Thanks Doc." He whispered. "For everything."

"Don't give up hope."

Johnny tried to smile.

"I mean, for all the help you've given me over the years. My aunt and I wouldn't have survived without you and Dix."

Joe blushed and focused on the floor for a few minutes. Finally composed, he ruffled Johnny’s hair and smiled down at him. Johnny felt warmed by it and maybe hoping wasn't so hard after all.

"Don't give up hope." Joe repeated and left Johnny to his nap.

*****

That day set an unfortunate precedent of missed opportunities for the two broken hearted men to talk. As the days passed without seeing or speaking to Roy, Johnny began to withdraw, regretting not following his Auntie. Roy, too, was losing hope despite Joe and Dixie's encouragement.

Finally, the day arrived for Johnny to be discharged from Rampart. Johnny looked up hopefully when his door opened that morning, but it was Dixie and Cap. Johnny tried valiantly not to let his face fall.

"Hey there Tiger." Dixie's smoky voice was soft and sad. "Ready to go?"

Johnny just nodded and accepted the bag of clothes his captain held out to him.

"Thanks, Cap."

"No problem, Pal. We'll wait out here while you change, then I'll drive you home."

Out in the hall, Hank turned serious eyes to Dixie's worried ones.

"Is he okay to go to his apartment alone? Should I take him home with me?"

Dixie sighed.

"He refused me and Joe when we offered. I think we're just going to have to let him go."

"I wish I'd been paying closer attention that day."

"I know. I think we all wish we had been too." She replied, patting his arm.

Johnny stepped out into the hall then. His clothes were loose on him and his eyes were tired and sad. He tolerated Dixie's fussing, but was grateful when Hank finally led him to his car.

They drove in silence for several blocks before Johnny spoke.

"Thanks Cap."

"No problem, John."

"I mean…" Johnny shrugged. "Just for everything."

Hank glanced over at Johnny.

Drat the boy and those eyes. He thought as he slowed for traffic. They were pleading for something.

"Hey Pal?" Hank began slowly. "What happened between you and Roy?"

Johnny stared at his hands folded in his lap for a long time, messy hair tumbling over his forehead.

"You know me Cap." He finally shrugged with a sigh. "I'm always messing things up."

Hank reached over and put his hand on the nape of Johnny’s neck.

"No Son. You're not." He said with gentle firmness. "You're one of the best men I know. Now don't let me hear you saying that about yourself again."

Johnny smiled at that, and they were at his apartment.

"Just drop me off here. The lot is full, you'll never find a spot."

"You sure?"

"Yeah." Johnny paused before climbing out of the car. "Thanks again Cap. You know, for everything."

"You're welcome, John."

Johnny waved as his captain drove reluctantly away, and slowly climbed the stairs, his throat slowly tightening and eyes stinging. With a heavy heart he opened the door to his cold, dark apartment.

He half hoped Roy would be there, waiting to surprise him. But he wasn't and Johnny was overcome with exhaustion. His bedroom was too far away so he trudged to his couch.

Just when he thought his heart couldn't break any further, it did.

But there, on his coffee table was an envelope with his name written in a dear, familiar hand. With hopeful terror he snapped it up and opened it. Something metal clanged out and bounced across the table and onto the floor. He ignored it to devour the short note.

John-

Please come home.

-Roy

*****

"Hey Cap," Roy had asked earlier. "I'm supposed to pick Johnny up after we're off today and take him to his apartment. Could you-"

The klaxons sounded, cutting him off and calling the squad out to meet the coast guard. Roy looked anxiously at Hank as he handed over the call slip. He nodded to Roy, answering the unasked question.

Now, hours later, he wearily climbed the stairs to his home, hope buzzing around the edge of his senses along with the tiredness. He hoped Johnny would be there, waiting for him. But no one waited behind the door.

Just when he thought he couldn't hurt any more, he did.

Too tired to go to bed he flipped on the TV and flopped onto his couch. A soap opera was on and Roy blearily watched it, trying to figure out the convoluted plot that seemed about to conclude with a wedding. Or start. He didn't really understand these things.

But he was too exhausted to find something else.

His thoughts drifted to Johnny. He had been glad that he'd left the note for him to find when they got to Johnny's apartment. But now without him here at home, Roy mused that it was probably best he had not been the one to drive him this morning.

He also thought about resigning himself, and going far away. But he knew the pain would just follow him. Sighing, he struggled to his feet and went into the kitchen for a glass of water and ended up staring, sightless, out the window for an unknown amount of time, the empty part of his soul echoing with heartache.

*****

Johnny crawled into the bed when he finally arrived home, intending to only take a quick nap. But the events of the morning catching up to him, and was sound asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow

He didn't know how long he slept but his dreams took on a weirdly soap opera quality, and he realized that he was awake, listening to the sounds of the tv in the living room. He waited until he heard the kitchen faucet running before deciding to get up.

*****

Roy thought he'd finally lost his mind when arms wrapped around him and a warm body pressed against is back. He felt a cheek rest against his neck and warm breath breeze past his ear.

"I love you, Roy. That's what I was trying to tell you. To go home and get some rest. That I was going to be okay and I love you. I love you."

Roy held onto the sink when he felt his knees go weak.

"Johnny." He whispered. "I…I…"

There was so much to say that he couldn't say any of it. He choked on a sob or two. In the background, the drama on TV was reaching its crescendo as the characters were reciting their vows.

"Roy, I love you, and I'm yours, I want to be yours." He paused, listening for a moment before laughing softly and echoing what he'd heard. "Till death do us part."

Roy suddenly shrugged him off. Johnny stumbled backward as Roy spun around, his eyes blazing.

"No."

End

#angstpril2023 #day30 #lost hope #death do us part #emergency!#fic

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dutchforstrangers · 8 months

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Hello...

... It's me. I was wondering if after all these years months you'd like to meet.

Long and personal post incoming, gotta get some things off of my chest. And due to the pregnancy and my maternity leave I have lots of time to overthink and reflect as I crawl my way back to here. No need to read, but if you do so, thank you for hearing me out (:

It's September 2023. Time to look back and reflect for a bit.

After September/October 2022, I kinda spiraled down and became less and less active in fandom. Mostly on Tumblr, but quickly on fanfiction-platforms and Discord as well. I distanced myself from far away friend, acquintances, as well as from closer friends. With that my focus shifted from everything online to everything offline. That shift was partially due to the whole "debacle" from September 2022 and all of its implications, but also because of the exciting things that started to unfold in my private life at the same time.

In November 2022 we (boyfriend and me) bought our first house together! And let me tell you that buying houses takes looooooots of focus and energy. At the same time, the Foundation I started earlier that year with a business partner and friend began to take off more and more and beside all of that I was working, teaching and dancing my ass off. I was met with the reality of life and the fast pace it was gaining, so I did the thing that felt right to do which was going with that flow.

Aside from that, music (Stray Kids - a Kpop band in particular) got me good and the fandom I found gave me consolation and -in a way- salvation from the aftermath of earlier said debacle. Sadly for Digimon-fandom and everything and everyone around and involved in it, that was when focusing on the online world slowly became too much for me. Resulting in fading myself more and more into the background.

In December 2022, we signed all the papers and moved out of our old apartment in the city I was born in. For the first time ever in my life I would be leaving my one and only hometown and it was bittersweet. On top of all that, I got crazy sick right before and during our move, as if my body was resetting itself and telling me this would indeed be the start of some sort of closure. A new path laid ahead!

I had a hard time listening to it though and I kept trying to find ways and come up with new ideas to get back to fandom in 2023 better than ever before. Looking back on that now, that only made me more tired, trying to hold on to the things I was used to instead of feeling confident enough to let go and make the changes I apparently needed...

In comes 2023.

January started with fireworks as usual. Little did I know that another bang would easily outdo the colorful spectacle rising the night's sky on New Year's Eve. Because one week later, I was holding a positive pregnancy test. For everyone who's good at counting, count the months and you'll know it's baby's due date any day now!

Pregnancy was a blessing to me, to us, since we had more trouble conceiving than luck over the past year and a bit. Apparently, the new house and my body resetting was exactly what I needed in my offline life, but in my online life as well. It sort of destroyed all of my ideas for the online-comeback I had been preparing in my head which I felt I was fine with quickly. What I was less okay with, was the way my now pregnant-body-energy was kinda disturbing my friendships, relationships and dynamics with the people I had met online over the course of time.

Interactions didn't stop, but I had a very hard time keeping up and so everything lessened, up till the point where I was -partially unaware- neglecting certain people I had built special bonds with. That has never been my intentions and it'll bug me forever...! But as life (and pregnancy) kept going full speed, I felt where my focus was needed most and so everything -especially me myself- shifted direction.

It wasn't easy for me, but I imagine how much harder it must have been for some of the (online) people around me. I'm well aware of that and believe me as I say I feel guilty and still rather heavy about it. In a way, that's super selfish of me, but again, it seemed as if shifting my focus was exactly what I needed.

I gave myself time and space to be in the moment and reality and that worked wonders for me. I enjoyed my growing belly a lot and all of the baby kick and shuffling inside of it. The idea of this little bundle of a human being leaving my body soon and thus physically leaving me alone by myself again is a sensation I can't really explain. All I know is that it'll be intense and very emotional for me.

The insights this whole overthinking and (inner) process brought me, however, will be worth it. I can feel the tingling of something bubbling.

The process and the focus on me, the here and now, my partner and life growing inside of me gave me the room to breathe again. And that in its turn showed me that the creativity and love for the fandom was never really gone! Though I realized it had become toxic to me, which was why I was experiencing the turmoil towards fandom the way I was experiencing it. I was only focusing on the things that made me sad and overcoming those things as a form of redemption, rather than on what made me return to fandom back in 2021.

When that insight suddenly hit me, I could feel the urge to return in a pace that suits me slooooowly flow back. Probably with ups and downs, but I'll take that.

Present day and to be honest I still feel hurt by what happened one year ago. Due to that, I will forever be anxious and cautious about returning to fandom and the different platforms with whatever form of creative output. Because let's be real, I did become fully shipping-demotivated, got unwantingly rid of my creative and writing-energy and got robbed from my fandom-appettite for a long while because of the fires I had to go through or tried to put down. And I haven't been able to heroically rise from the ashes the way I had imagined.

Instead I came out sad, burned out and confused. I felt bullied by the situation, certain happenings and people. At the same time I was and am still wondering whether people see me as the one who bullied... And that hurts as well, which is a burden I will always carry with me.

So it won't be easy to return and I have no idea in what time frame I will be able to do so. Especially because this once safe place got damaged by others and myself.

Don't get me wrong, I still think this is a safe place to a lot of people and I know it still is one for me as well. Cuz if it wasn't, I would've never written this down and posted this here, right? But how I see it now, is that I have to build that safe space up again., For myself and others, not just for others and what they think of me!

In the heat of hell, other things sparkled. And now a new flame will slow burn into my life soon. Maybe it'll rekindle some kind of my own online fandom-fire to mix with new sparks and breezes. To create a nice and welcoming (thunder)storm that none of us, and especially me, had seen coming.

We'll see.

#personal post #long post

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Talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference, put it in a blender etc. I’m beside myself rn! It was everything I could’ve hoped for and more, GOD. I had to wait for literal hours till I was finally able to get home and read this but it was worth every excruciating second lmao the talent that you are 🤧

Look, I’ll be completely honest. When I sent that prompt over at @priapus-at-the-gate I wanted nothing more than a good ol’ PWP inspired by a couple of sentences in Devil’s Minion that had been driving me insane for a while, but you gave us one of the most fascinating, layered, entertaining, HOT character studies ever. You’re so insane for this THEY’RE so insane!!!

I feel like sometimes, as a fandom, we tend to forget that one of the key factors in Armand and Daniel’s relationship, and probably one of the main reasons they were so attracted to each other, was their constant switching/willingness to take turns in being the submissive and dominant partner. Of course Armand was always the most powerful of the two but he genuinely loved to yield for Daniel, he’d never been as submissive as he was whenever he was catering to Daniel’s every whim. “Anything you want, Daniel”, and he meant it. Anne herself said so explicitly a few times, they were truly the OG vers kings. And this is such a fantastic take on that crucial aspect of their dynamic, on their endless curiosity and the need to get to know each other inside out, even through play acting! And how they just fit together like puzzle pieces even when they switch places.

Some of my favorite bits, in no particular order: Daniel being the embodiement of Gentleman Death throughout the whole thing, Louis come pat your boy in the back, he’s doing so well!!! Sweet and gentle, but strong and commanding. Of course Armand was losing his shit over it. How he went from pretending to not having to pretend, not really, he was every bit of a flustered 17 y/o, rendered speechless by some tall, handsome man. Him putting on Daniel’s glasses, playing around with the cigarrette, Daniel lighting it for him, the secondhand kiss, the actual biting in the bathroom!!! Daniel committed to the bit and it paid off 🥹 he’s the definition of “veni, vidi, vici” when it comes to all things Armand fr.

Phew

✨perfection✨

I can’t thank you enough, this one will stay with me for a while xoxo DA ❤️

YAY I'm so glad you liked it!! I was stressed about it, I wasn't sure the whole idea telegraphed but I guess from the response it did!

But of course it couldn't be PWP, I can't do anything simple haha And I just kept thinking, how would that situation arise? Because sure, Daniel could just chew on his neck until Armand gets the picture, but I think a pretend interview is just so much more fun. Even though Armand didn't go on stage much he clearly loves acting for mortals when he and Daniel go out to make friends, so I just think he'd have fun with it.

But YES I think it's so easy to fall into the trap of Daniel being his willing victim all the time when really they both enjoy both roles! I was nervous to write that for a long time because it felt like fandom expected Daniel to be the one submitting. But I'm so so happy everyone is super into him being in charge there, I really wanna write more of it! I think he's so awesome taking the lead and it's so hot for Armand to get to let go and let himself be enjoyed. And you're right, Anne said it herself that Armand yielded to Daniel in so many ways! Really by trying to please him, he was the one submitting all along.

God I didn't even think of the Louis parallel but you're so right. Daniel takes Gentleman Death to a modern and hot place and I think that is a special thing for Armand. Of course he goes pliant for the two guys who are gentle lovers when they go for the kill.

I'm so happy you loved it!! It was a good prompt, it deserved a developed response ♥ And I'd do it again any time for you!

#apoptoses answers #dungeon anon

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randomshyperson · 3 years

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Palm Springs - Leigh Shaw

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Summary: In Palm Springs, Leigh meets you. The season one finale re-imagined.

Warnings: (+18), smut, cursing, dom!reader, bottom!leigh, explicit language, explicit consent, brief mentions of harassment, fluff, brief rivalry dynamics, hopeful ending.

Words: 5.378K

Notes: My love, @abimess, this is my apologies for you. I kept mistaken "Wanda" instead of "Leigh" at some points in the writing, but it all worked out in the end. I hope you all enjoy the read, this is my first time writing for this character.

//-//

You threw the signed divorce papers against the passenger seat, ignoring the thick tears that welled up in your eyes.

Raising your hand, you turned up the radio and kept driving. Your cell phone started ringing the next moment, but you ignored it. It was probably Bucky or Steve calling to find out where you were after your little outburst at the company fundraiser.

Honestly, it wasn't your fault. You were handling it all very well, but Carol decided it would be a good idea to give you the divorce papers while you were surrounded by your closest friends, and that was the trigger. But now you were driving to Palm Springs, finally taking the damn vacation your ex-wife had put you through so much hell to get, but now, the seat next to you was empty.

It took a few hours to get there, since the complex is in New York, but you didn't care, having spent most of the way trying to understand how you managed to lose a woman like Carol Danvers.

No bags, you ignored the curious look one of the hotel staff gave you as soon as you pulled into the parking lot, smiling slightly as you took off your sunglasses and asked for directions to the front desk.

You frowned slightly as you were almost run over.

"Watch where you're going!" You shouted angrily at the driver, and the woman returned you the same angry look. Great, you've barely arrived and you almost died. This weekend was promising.

Stepping back, you waited for the woman to drive, not failing to give her a wry smile as she passed you. After this, you walked to the reception desk, and the area was quite full, which was normal for a weekend.

"Reservation in the name Danvers." You said to the receptionist after the greetings. He smiled as he checked the information.

"Valentine's suite, I see." He commented cheerfully. "Shall I prepare a second key for your partner?"

"It's just going to be me, buddy." You grumble, ignoring the uneasy feeling in your stomach. The man smiles awkwardly, but doesn't apologize.

After checking in, you go up to the third floor.

The room makes you sigh with disgust, the flowers and chocolates give you a headache. It takes ten minutes to find a chambermaid and ask her to remove all the decorations.

While your room is being cleaned, you decide to buy something to wear, since you didn't bring anything to spend the weekend at the hotel.

"Good morning." You mumble the greeting as you enter the gift store, your gaze wandering around.

"How can I help you, dear?" The saleswoman asks politely, smiling at you.

"I need something to wear for the two days I'm staying. It was a last-minute trip." You tell her, and the saleswoman looks surprised, but doesn't comment.

The woman eventually showed you the summer shirt section, and you sighed softly as you looked through the options. She walked away to attend to another customer, and you left your attention to the clothes.

A moment later, you picked out a few pieces and turned to talk to the saleswoman, only to run into the woman who had almost run you over earlier looking at the book section.

"You again." You let it slip not so low, attracting the woman's attention. She frowns for a second, and then she recognizes you. But before she can say anything, the saleswoman is speaking.

"Oh, you two know each other already?" She asks excitedly. "It's amazing how we can find friends here in Palm Springs isn't it?"

"We're not friends." You both inform at the same moment, and you squeeze your eyes shut slightly. The woman straightens her posture, pressing the book lightly against her chest as you switch the shirts on your arm. The saleswoman's curious expression prompts you to speak.

"Actually, she almost killed me." You say. "It was going to be quite a headline for this hotel. I'd be careful about the people you guys host around here."

The saleswoman looks at you with confusion, while the other woman lets out a dry laugh.

"You're the one who walked across in the middle of the street!" she defends herself. "It's not my fault if you weren't taught how to cross the street in school."

"Oh, so it's the victim's fault now?" You retort and the woman looks at you incredulously. A third customer enters the store and stares curiously at the argument, but the saleswoman is quick to gesture between you, smiling wryly.

"Oh come on, I'm sure it was just a misunderstanding" The saleswoman remarks and you sustain the annoyed look the other woman is casting at you. "There's no need for an argument."

"Of course not." The woman says forcing a smile, but her posture remains aggressive. "We are both civilized adults."

You bite your tongue to avoid another provocation, looking away from the green irises in front of you.

"Of course you are." The saleswoman says smiling, and then her gaze catches the shirts hanging from your forearm and she lets out a light exclamation. "Come on, I can finalize your purchase if that's all, dear."

You turn toward the cashier next, and it is only after you have paid for the clothes and are leaving that you see the other woman again on your way back, but she does not look away from the books to you. You couldn't care less.

//-//

In your room, you can't resist the urge to look at your phone.

Bucky has called five times. And Steve even sent you an email. You sigh weakly, feeling guilty as you catch a glimpse of Tony and Natasha's message notifications.

Your friends didn't care that you started crying in the middle of the meeting you were at because your ex-wife decided to bring a sensitive topic like the end of your five-year marriage to the table, but you were hating yourself for it.

At this point, you didn't even know what you had been crying about anymore. You and Carol had always had a difficult relationship, and since you got married, you began to wonder why you had done it in the first place.

You loved her so much when you first met her, and then everything gradually broke down. The lack of compatibility, the jealousy and possessiveness, and the lack of time. Carol was a soldier in the army, and you were a Shield special agent, and your jobs took up a lot of your schedules. But you knew that this was just another empty excuse. After all, your best friend, Natasha, was also an agent, as was her wife, and they made everything work properly.

Maybe things were meant to happen that way. That didn't mean it didn't hurt.

After taking a shower, you grumble lightly as you realize that you forgot to buy a bathing suit. And well, everything special about Palm Springs was the magnificent pools.

You figured the shorts and top you had would have to fit.

The pools were considerably more crowded than the rest of the hotel, and this was probably due to the current temperature.

You decided to buy a drink before sunbathing, realizing that most of the chairs were occupied.

The bartender was a pretty girl and smiled mischievously at you when her gaze fell on your collarbone exposed by the cut of your shirt, but you just gave her a half-hearted smile. Being newly divorced wasn't exactly the best scenario for flirting.

"What can I get you?" The woman asked as she rested her hands on the counter in front of her. You bit your lip thoughtfully, running your eyes down one of the menus left on the wood.

"Honestly, I don't know anything here." You say. "But I would like something sweet."

It takes a few minutes for her to prepare a drink for you, and you thank her as you accept.

As you sip a drink that tastes like strawberries and condensed milk, you look around the surroundings.

You frown slightly as you recognize the woman from the store, watching her sit in one of the chairs that has just been emptied in front of the bar. She doesn't notice you, but you notice her exposed legs, mentally scolding yourself for doing so.

As you take another sip of your drink, your tongue getting used to the sugary sweetness, a man approaches the stranger in front of you. From this proximity, you can hear the conversation, or rather the small harassment that he was doing.

Rolling your eyes at the stranger's clearly offensive attempt to approach the other woman, you force yourself to get up and walk over to them.

Well, Nat always said that you were a person with a natural talent for theater and you wish she were here now to see the little scene you caused.

Pretending to trip over the sunshade support, you made a sudden movement and knocked your entire drink against the man's collarbone, who let out an exclamation of anger and surprise as he stood up.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" You asked in a falsely guilty tone, forcing an expression of shock. Before he could say anything, you were already grabbing one of the towels left on the little tables beside the chairs and throwing it harder than necessary against the man's face. "Here, honey, clean yourself up."

The man blinked in surprise, and glared angrily at you for a second before muttering "whatever" and turning to leave. When he was already a safe distance away, you turned your face to look at the seated woman.

"Sorry about your book." You speak as you notice that the spilled drink has dripped a little on the pages. "But if you ask me, the ending sucks."

"Thanks, I guess." The woman mumbles not keeping her gaze on you. "I didn't need you to help me, by the way." She adds and you roll your eyes, realizing that the chair next to her got empty after your little commotion. When you sit down, she raises her gaze to you in disbelief.

"Who said I was helping you?" You retort. "I love throwing expensive drinks at strangers."

Your joke elicits a nasal chuckle from the woman, who softens her posture.

"If you want to lose money, I suggest donating rather than wasting it." She teases back and you bite back a smile, shaking your head slightly. When she opens the book again and leans her back against the chair, clearly deciding to ignore your presence, you copy the position, but stand with your arms folded across your chest and close your eyes, enjoying the warmth of the sun against your skin.

You are tired from the trip, and eventually fall asleep. When you open your eyes again, the woman is no longer there.

//-//

Since you have napped until the afternoon, there is no chance you will sleep early. You try to distract yourself with television, but most of the programs are pay-per-view and you have probably already exceeded all the limits that a Shield salary can afford, so you decide to spend some time on the activities included in your weekend bundle.

After putting on a shirt to join the lobby, you take the elevator down and step out into the outdoor area, not surprised to find the place as busy as before. The difference is perhaps the lack of children because of the time of day.

You walk toward the bar and roll your eyes slightly when you notice the same man as before being loud and boisterous along with a small group partying near the place. But you ignore them as you sit down on the first stool you find.

"Well, if it isn't my knight in white armor." A female voice comments wryly beside you, surprising you mildly. You look at the woman with a raised eyebrow, but she is looking straight ahead.

"So you expect me to call you a princess? We don't even know each other." You retort in the same tone, and watch the woman bite back a smile, rolling her eyes slightly.

You stand in silence while you order a drink, this time smiling in the same way that the bartender smiles at you. While you wait, you can' t help but look over to the side.

"You know, I think I might need to get your name." You begin in a tone of false seriousness, not knowing why you want to pull conversation with the stranger, but doing it anyway. "Since I need to know who to sue for attempted hit-and-run."

The woman laughs lightly, and as she sets her drinking glass back down on the counter, she turns her body toward you, without getting up.

"The smart thing then wouldn't be to say my name, don't you think?" She retorts with amusement in her voice. "That way I avoid a lawsuit."

You smile in a corner, shaking your head slightly. You lean your arm on the counter, and it takes a moment for her to speak again.

"I'm Leigh."

"No last name so I can't find your ID, right?" You tease and she smiles, licking her lips for a moment. "Well, I won't tell you mine either then." You comment before telling her only your first name, and she laughs lightly. "May I at least know your profession? Or, I don't know, where you're from? I need that information to track you down."

You joke, and Leigh makes a thoughtful expression for a moment.

"I'm from everywhere actually." She says mysteriously. "Because I'm an international jewel thief."

You smile at the mixed tone of seriousness and playfulness in her speech, respecting her right not to want to tell you the truth, and acknowledging the identity she chooses to assume.

"Oh, really?" You ask joining in the joke. "And let me guess, your disguise happens to be as a fashion stylist, right? And you have a red motorcycle and deadly poison hidden in your lipstick?"

Leigh holds back her laughter, nodding.

"I can't confirm any of that information, actually." She says. "After all, a little incident happened and I wasn't able to finish the story."

You laugh at the teasing, taking a sip of your drink. Before the moment of silence lasts any longer, you ask if you can approach. When Leigh consents, you take the seat next to her.

"And what do you do?" she asks as soon as you sit down. You clear your throat lightly.

"I'm a secret agent, actually." You tell her and from the woman's expression, she still believes you are joking. You do not correct yourself however. "Lasers and villains, the whole story."

Leigh smiles, murmuring in understanding.

"And what is a secret agent doing in Palm Springs?" She asks next and you assume a dramatically thoughtful expression.

"I got a hint actually." You reply. "A jewel thief, fugitive from the government. I'm trying to gather information to effect her arrest."

Leigh fakes an expression of horror making you laugh.

"If I see anything suspicious, I'll give you a heads up." She jokes and you smile, enjoying the whole thing. Before you can add anything else, the small group next to the bar let out loud laughter and they attract your and Leigh's attention.

You frown slightly when you witness the guy from earlier whistling at one of the hotel staff, the people with him finding his little scene of harassment funny.

"I guess a drink in the face isn't enough for some idiots." You comment and Leigh sighs mildly. She looks at you at the same moment you look at her.

"Maybe more drinks will be enough."

That's how you end up doing a little mischief that involves distracting the stranger with comments about his muscles while Leigh approaches and manages to get the man's card. When you walk away, after she hands the bartender the hotel ID after ordering a round for everyone at the bar on the stranger's behalf, you were laughing.

"I'm beginning to believe your thief story." You amused comment as soon as you and Leigh reach the trail out of the bar area. She just smiles at your words. You clear your throat next. "I guess I need to show off my secret agent skills then."

Leigh looks at you curiously, but you just smile as you nod in the direction of the gardens.

You walk for a few minutes in silence, and you remember everything you have observed since you arrived at the hotel, and are able to find the small opening in the fence that you saw some staff members pass through in the afternoon.

"Please, milady." You joke as you make room for Leigh to cross the path first, and she rolls her eyes with amusement before doing so.

You end up in some kind of unfinished private garden, but one that is still very pretty.

Perhaps it is an area under construction for some kind of party, as it has a stage set up in the center and some folded chairs scattered about.

Your attention falls immediately to the piano that has also been set up high on the dark stage.

"How did you find this place?" Leigh asks as she looks around, and you walk past her to get on the stage, eliciting a giggle.

"Field study, of course." You reply with false seriousness. " A secret agent never goes anywhere without studying the whole place first."

Leigh murmurs in agreement, deciding to follow you to the stage. You take a seat on the piano bench while she remains standing in front of the organ.

"Do you have any requests?" You ask looking down at your fingers as she studies your face.

"Old Mac Donald had a Farm." She replies and you choke on a laugh.

"And I thought your taste in music was as good as your fashion sense." You tease causing her to raise an eyebrow.

"Is that your way of complimenting what I'm wearing?" She retorts but you just bite back a smile, moving your fingers across the keys.

You decide to play a melody that she may not recognize, but is exactly what you feel you should play.

When the first notes of " Spring - Ludovico Einaudi" echo in the room, Leigh looks at you in surprise, but you just smile.

It takes a moment for her to surround the piano, and to sit down next to you. You continue to play, enjoying the sound and concentrating not to misplay the notes.

When you make a particularly fast movement on the piano, Leigh looks at you impressed, but you just push your shoulder lightly against hers, smiling. Neither of you regains the distance from before, and you continue to play.

When you finish, you are silent for a moment.

"Where did you learn to do that?" She asks in her low, impressed tone as you both look down at your hands on the keys. You sigh slightly, moving your fingers away and placing your hands in your lap.

"I used to play when I was a kid." You reply. "Before I was a secret agent, of course."

Leigh smiles, biting her lips lightly. You look away from the movement, to her hands quickly.

"Let me show you." You whisper as you reach out your hand to hers. When she accepts, you position her fingers on the keys, and then fit your hand on top of hers. "You start like this."

The sound is far from perfect, and Leigh laughs every time she misses a note, so you don't really care.

You stay like this for a few minutes, until you can get her to complete five notes without making a mistake.

"See? You' re almost a pianist already." You comment with a smile, looking at her face. She mimics your movement, and you feel your heart skip a beat from the closeness.

You feel the tension build in the room, but before you can think of doing anything, a male voice is breaking the spell.

"Sorry, but this area is for employees only." Informs the young man from the hotel, seeming slightly embarrassed to interrupt. You and Leigh quickly walk away, standing up and muttering an apology in unison to the guy, who waits until you leave by the trail he guides.

When you reach the entrance to the social area again, the employee closes the gate, waving slightly. You and Leigh exchange amused smiles.

"So... what do you want to do now?" You ask the next moment, wanting to prolong the evening.

"I want to swim." She declares and you frown slightly, then shrug. You nod in the direction of the pools and you exchange a glance before starting to walk.

//-//

At the edge of the pool, you sigh slightly.

You exchange a look with Leigh, standing next to you, and then you laugh softly as you both begin to undress.

You can't resist the urge to look at her, especially since she jumps in first and you catch a glimpse of her body covered only by a bikini. Ignoring your uncompensated heartbeat, you jump into the water next.

It's a good thing the water was cold, because you are feeling your face and body heat up at the way Leigh looks at you.

Trying to lighten the mood, you swim around her, casually meeting her gaze again as she mimics the movement.

You laugh lightly when you realize that you are swimming in circles around each other, and decide to stop. Leigh swims in front of you a moment later.

"Hello, superspy." She greets you almost in a whisper waving her arms to continue on the surface in front of you.

"Hello, international thief." You speak back in the same tone, your gazes locked on each other.

You wonder if she would like you to break the distance, as her gaze has lowered to your lips for a few seconds. But before you can surrender to this urge, she takes a step back.

"I'm cold."

And then she swims away, and you wonder if you have taken the whole thing the wrong way.

Following her a little way back, you look for towels.

//-//

"Which floor are you on?" You ask as you reach the elevators, each with a towel around your body. You watch Leigh tighten her arms against herself slightly.

"Second." She replies half-heartedly, and you nod.

"Let's go together then."

She gets into the elevator first, and after she presses the button, you stand next to her, your back against the wall.

The tension is back the moment the doors close, but after the pool, you find it best not to take any action, not wishing to make Leigh uncomfortable.

You reach her floor a moment later, and when she doesn't leave, you hold your breath.

You risk a corner-of-your-eye glance at her, but she continues to stare straight ahead, sighing slightly.

Trying not to look like a complete mess, you wait for your floor to arrive.

//-//

The way down the hallway is silent, and despite your nervousness, you don't fumble to open your room.

Leigh enters first, and strides into the room as you close the door.

She stops in the center, her gaze scanning around for a moment before returning to you. You hold your breath, and then she lets the set of clothes in her hands fall to the floor.

You bite back a smile, mimicking the movement. Taking a deep breath, you do the same with your towel, and ignore the heat in your cheeks as Leigh's gaze descends to your body covered only by your underwear.

She removes the towel at your waist next, and you stare at her exposed legs for a moment before moving slowly toward her.

You smile shyly as you stop in front of her, and it takes a second for you to slowly lift your fingers to touch her, tracing the outline of her arm and watching her skin shiver.

"Everything okay?" You ask softly raising your gaze from where your fingers were touching to her eyes. Leigh sighs, shaking her head in agreement. You give her a short smile, placing your hand on her cheek, and watching her lean into the touch slightly. "Use your words." You ask in a whisper, your other hand repeating the motion of your fingers from before, even more slowly.

"Y-yes." She confirms half breathlessly. "And you?"

"Yes." You say, your hand reaching for the strap of her bikini. "I'm going to kiss you now, Leigh."

She nods in understanding, sighing heavily. You didn't correctly calculate how attracted you were to her, because the moment your lips touched, you felt your head spin and it was hard not to push her against the bed immediately.

You both sigh against the kiss, and you slide your tongue into her mouth next, your hand on her face running down to her neck, deepening the kiss even more.

Leigh seems hesitant to touch you for the first second, but then she gasps against your tongue, and brings her hands to your shoulders, bringing one of them up to the back of your neck and scratching the skin, making you sigh.

With the hand that was on the bikini strap, you use your fingers to pull the strap down, and with the other hand you repeat the movement on the other side. When the bikini falls to the floor, your hands go down to her waist, and you pull her toward you.

Leigh gasps at the contact of your breasts bumping together, breaking the kiss with a wet sigh, and you take the opportunity to move your mouth down her collarbone, enjoying the sounds you manage to get out of her whenever you bite her sensitive skin softly.

You lean against her to lower your kisses to her breasts, and when your mouth finds the hardened nipple, she arches her back, closing her eyes as her fingers force your head forward against her breast.

"Oh." She moans as she feels you suck on her nipple, your other hand moving up to give her other breast due attention, your fingers playing with the tip. " Oh, fuck, that feels good."

You smile against her skin, feeling your core tighten with the sounds you are tearing out of her.

When your hand on her waist moves down to her ass, squeezing the flesh and pressing Leigh's hips against yours as your mouth continues on her breast, she moans loudly as she throws her head back, shuddering against you.

It's enough to make you lose control. You need to know how she tastes.

Gasping, you move your kisses down again, and Leigh holds her breath as you get down on your knees.

You kiss her thighs first, while your hands pull down the fabric of her panties.

When the fabric falls away completely, you swallow dry, your gaze glazed on the exposed intimacy of the woman in front of you, your mouth salivating to taste her.

"I-I'm gonna fall." She comments shyly, and you notice how her knees are already shaky. You take a deep breath, forcing yourself to stand up.

You take Leigh by the hand to your bed, and she stands there, making you smile. You move forward against her mouth again, and she sighs, almost losing her balance from the intensity.

"Lie down." You ask between one kiss and another, making her moan softly. "Spread your legs for me."

Leigh gasps against your lips as you slip your fingers through her folds for a moment, before pulling away until she obeys. You bite your lips as you watch her lie down.

Before you join her, you remove the rest of your clothes. Leigh's cheeks redden, but you give her no time to register this, climbing onto the bed with your knee between her legs and kissing her again.

As she begins to squirm beneath you for more friction, you move your kisses down her body.

She closes her eyes when your mouth is at the level of her belly, breathing hard.

When your tongue touches her pussy, you both moan loudly. You are amazed at how wet and hot she feels, the taste filling all your senses. And Leigh bites her lips to stop herself from moaning out in pleasure when your tongue begins to move against her clit, sucking and licking her devotedly and making her whimper.

"F-fuck." She moans breathlessly, her hips thrusting into your mouth. "Yeah...right there... don't stop..."

You lift your hands to her thighs, holding her open. Your own intimacy pulsing from the way Leigh is surrendered to you and the sounds she gives you.

Keeping the strokes of your tongue as deep as you can and being sure to press your clitoris in return, you feel her pussy tighten and Leigh's body begins to quiver in spasms.

"I-I'm... close... fuck..." she begins to whimper disconnected words, long moans escaping her throat. It takes only two more strokes for her to come on your tongue, her moan loud enough to be heard in the next room, but neither of you care.

You drink all of her cum, enjoying the taste and feeling on edge, without even having been touched yet.

Moving up your kisses again, you deposit slow kisses against Leigh's skin, waiting for her to recover from her own orgasm.

When you reach her mouth, she kisses you back with the same intensity.

You just know you're not going to sleep early tonight.

//-//

When you wake up, your bed is empty. You are surprised by this, really.

The night was very good. Much better than any one-night stand you have ever had.

After getting dressed by finding your articles of clothing, you walk to the front desk.

It takes a few minutes to find Leigh, and you frown when you realize from the bag in her hands, the documents, and the car key that she is leaving.

"Wow, you weren't even going to leave a note." You tease as you catch up with her. She is startled by your sudden presence, but forces a smile.

"Look, I'm sorry..." she starts but you shake your head.

"No need." You interrupt by putting your hands in your pockets and shrugging. "It was just one night after all."

"Yes." She reaffirms what you say, staring at you. You hold her gaze, and a long minute later she sighs. "No, it wasn't."

You swallow dryly, watching her. She seems conflicted about something, her expression going from worried to guilty in a few seconds, and then she takes a deep breath and shakes her head before looking at you again.

"I can't." She says, and you sigh lightly. "I just... can't."

"It's okay." You decide to say, ignoring the way your stomach is flipping with nervousness or your heart is racing. "We are civilized adults, aren't we?"

Leigh smiles, and you watch her eyes water for a moment before she quickly hides her emotion. You feel the same way.

" This is a goodbye." Leigh says next, and you look away to the floor, nodding in understanding.

"Goodbye, Leigh. It was nice meeting you." You say as you look at her again, forcing a smile even though your eyes are watering.

She smiles, approaching to kiss your cheek close enough to your lips to make you shiver. She doesn't pull away immediately, raising her mouth to the height of your ear, she whispers "I left a note." and before you can understand what has been said to you, she is gone.

It is only at the end of the day, many hours after she has left, and you are already inside your car that you rummage in your pants pocket looking for the car key that you find the note.

It is a piece torn from the page of the book "Unmoored in milan", the paper stained with drink. In the corner, in cursive letters it is written. "to my favorite secret agent. Leigh Shaw, Los Angeles."

You smiled at the words, and as you were driving back to New York, you wondered how long it would take Natasha to find out Leigh's phone number.

//-//

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When I was in High School, my crush and I got into a fight and neither of us were talking to each other. One day I was headed up the stairwell to get to my science class, when I saw them coming up from behind... I don't think they had even noticed me yet considering that they were busy talking to their friend BUT I am slow going up stairs so even if I rushed up the stairs roadrunner style they would have caught up to me, well; the little corner that connects the steps going up to the second floor and the steps heading down to the ground floor had a large open window... and I jumped out, like I literally just jumped out. I didn't even think it through, I just saw the window and my body was like "Yep, IK what to do." I landed on a bush or tree? It's too big to call a bush but too small to call a tree, landed in a squat before my feet gave out and I fall onto my knees and got two large grass stains on my jeans knee part, couldn't walk right either after that landing, I was shaky all day lol but it was a risk well calculated bc the whole thing would have been so awkward. I mean we used to be like BFFS before the rumors began and then they started and we just stopped talking without warning, we couldn't even look at each other. Our science partners, bc we were in groups of four, literally got fed up of our bullshit bc we literally refused to acknowledge the others existence... anyway, I digress...

Anyway, this whole story is a long winded way of me requesting how the brothers would react to an MC that literally just jumps out windows to avoid awkward moments, or to dodge people that want to ask them for favors, or when they straight up want to avoid someone?

And sorry about the large ass message, but thanks for letting me vent

You have a special place in my heart, window-jumping anon. Just uhhhhhhh look down next time okay? Ily

The Demon Brothers react to GN!MC jumping out of a window to avoid an awkward moment

(Mario jumping sound effect)

Lucifer

He approached you after class to ask exactly what you were snickering at your D.D.D. about during class.

Must've been real funny if you weren't listening to your lecture, huh?

"I imagine you've somehow found something worthy of laughing about in Demonology 101?"

You do not have the guts to tell him that you and Mammon were texting back and forth, abusing a new photo editing app to alter pictures of the eldest himself.

I mean, take a wild guess about how he’d react to seeing how big you edited his head to be-

The avatar of pride lets his eyes pierce into you, like he's trying to stare a hole through your blanket of "uh"s and "um"s,

You don't exactly see a way out of this one, but you can NOT let Lucifer see your photo gallery.

So you glance to your left to the open classroom window, and do the only thing you can think of: you jump.

Luckily you're on the ground floor so you??? really didn't have to jump so dramatically. But the fact that you yeeted yourself into a bush JUST to escape has left Lucifer speechless.

Honestly? He so impressed with your dedication that he's not gonna stop you. Besides, he's gonna see you back at home anyway so-

Also thinks you might be hanging around Mammon too much because that 100% seems like a stunt he’d pull.

Mammon

GIVE GOLDIE BACK RIGHT NOW

He KNOWS Lucifer told you to bring the credit card to him, and he demands to know where it's hidden! He's positive you know where it is!

But you don't really though?? You just brought the card to him like you were asked. If anything, you're the victim here!

But Mammon isn't having that. The avatar of greed is circling around you like an angry cat, patting you all over like airport security to see if you've got his beloved card.

"Where is it, huh?! Ya really think you can steal from THE Mammon?! Even if Lucifer told ya to, who do ya think you are?!"

When he has confirmed that you don't in fact have his previous Goldie, he's now cornering you up against a wall.

If looks could kill, you would've exploded into a fine powder

And you feel like your mental strength is about to do just that. So what do you do after you notices the slightest of breezes caress your face?

You jump outta that open window, before Mammon can even finish his "Wh- Oi! What're ya-"

Even though you just face planted into the garden, you're up on your feet and making a mad dash for somewhere that wasn't here.

Mammon lets you run for ten while seconds before he's hopping out after you. You think you can outfox the Great Mammon?! Think again!!!

Levi

You... weren't interested in this movie in the slightest, but you didn't have the heart to tell Levi that. Especially not after he’d begged/harassed you for the past week about watching it with him!

Reluctantly you agreed, and now you were suffering,,,But Levi was ecstatic! This movie was a classic! Sure it was an old one and the acting was a little bad, but you could overlook that if you watched it with your heart, not your eyes!

According to Levi.

You managed to keep your eyes open for the grueling one and a half hour movie, enduring every corny line of bad acting, horrible CGI, and lame sound effects straight out of a 90s super hero movie, and now the hell was finally over...

Or so you though, until Levi followed that up by immediately pulling out a cosplay outfit worn by one of the supporting characters in the show.

Funny how it seemed specifically tailored to your measurements. Even funnier how Levi was looking at you with those damned eyes.

You knew what he wanted without him even having to say it. But one look at the gaudy outfit he presented to you made your heart burn with a sudden indescribable urge.... to escape.

Honestly you caught him so off guard by suddenly getting up and sprinting out of the room, that he makes a sound that's pretty much the noise equivalent of "?!?!?!?!?!?"

He watches you run down to the end of the hall, throw the window open, and fuckin JUMP. Pretty sure he just witnessed your death??

Also this kinda solidified his 'gross otaku' mentality, seeing as you literally jumped out of a window to get out of cosplaying with him. A simple no would've sufficed, MC.......,.,,..,,,

Hey gamers... can we get an F in the chat? 😔✌️💦

Satan

Satan lent you a book to read last week that he was sure you'd be interested in! He found it pretty interesting himself, so he wants to see if you'd like it as much as he did.

That being said, you don't have the heart to tell him that you,,, didn't read any of it. Well you kind of did, if the cover counts for anything.

You doubt he would accept that as an answer, considering how you told him how much you appreciated receiving the book, and how you'd definitely read it and let him know how it was.

So now, Satan had come into your room with two cups of tea, ready to settle down and have a nice, long talk about your thoughts on the riveting plot that you promised you would indulge in.

"I'm really glad you decided to read it. I found that the protagonist reminded me a lot like you. I'd like to know what you thought about it."

Satan sets down the tea cups, and one sip tells you that he brewed it exactly the way you like.

His expression is eager and warm as he waits for you to begin gushing about just how deeply the story touched you... how absolutely moved you are by the sheer majesty that was the book he lent you...

Okay yeah, you're sweating bullets. You can't imagine how the sparkly eyed avatar of wrath would react to learning that you chose the company of your D.D.D. over Satan's book.

You don't have such an ice cold hard that you can just crush this book nerds dreams like that! And every time you look at his expectant face, the weight of your crimes weigh heavier on you until... you break.

Satan watches in shock and awe as you almost perfectly reenact the big scene where the main character leaps out of the window of a building rigged to explode, before making their escape. And you did just that.

Wow.. he never thought you could be so moved by a story, but he completely understands...

Asmo

How many outfits, Asmo. HOW MANY OUTFTITS WILL IT TAKE TO APPEASE YOU?

He's made you model TWELVE outfits so far, and you swear if you see another ascot, you're gonna lose your mind.

Asmodeus doesn't seem to notice the way the light slowly fades from your eyes, because he's pulling out outfit number thirteen with that cheery smile of his.

"Isn't this one absolutely adorable? Look, this part will look lovely around your waist! This part here hugs your body in all the right places, and this-"

You can't do it. You've gotta get out of here. You'd love to stand around and get mild rug burn from trying on a billion different clothes, but-

Actually no you wouldn't.

You DID promise Asmo you'd hang out with him today, but this wasn't really your idea of a good time.

"-Oooh, just thinking about it makes me want to eat you up~! Here, put it on for me, will you? I'll give you a kiss as a reward!"

You would do no such thing.

You make a mad dash for his ornate window and push it open. He has no time to stop you as he helplessly watches you vault yourself out like the room was on fire.

"MC?! Wh-where are you going?? Come back here! Grass stains are impossible to get out of that fabric!!!"

Beel

He means well. I swear he does. It's just that Beel can be a little... overbearing when he's worried about you. He cares, okay?

But he hasn't seen you eat anything all day! You tell him it's because you've got a stomach ache from who knows what, and you promise you've had little snacks here and there to keep from starving, but he can't accept that!

Eating is important, and you need it to survive. So Beelzebub was currently trying to nudge your mouth open with a pizza slice, while you vehemently refused. "Just one bite. And then another after that. You have to eat, or you'll go hungry... and I don't want that."

Beel knows the true pain of being hungry, and he’d never wish that on you! So just forget about your stomach ache for two seconds and open up-

Not that you really can. The aroma of that pizza was not sitting well on your stomach, and you were pretty sure you needed a fast escape or you'd risk losing your lunch. Greasy foods didn't exactly mix well with sour stomachs...

Beel still won't let up. He has a strong hand planted firmly on the small of your back, as if trying to prevent you from leaning back any further in your attempt to escape the pizza.

"If you eat this, I'll treat you to dessert at Madam Screams," he says, as if bribing your refusal of food USING food will somehow work out.

You can't break his heart, but you seriously can't eat that! Your head is spinning, thoughts racing, face becoming greasier and greasier from the pizza pressed against it, and-

You snap. In a sudden burst of strength you break free from Beel's grasp, and sprint toward the nearest window. All you see is your chance for freedom, and you're taking it.

You leap out and tumble into the ground, all while Beelzebub wonders what?? Just happened???? Did you really hate pizza that much...?

He never knew you were such a picky eater... To think you'd go so far as to jump out of the window though...

Belphie

You thought it was cute at first, when Belphegor wanted you to join him for his naps. And you didn't mind much. It was the weekend, you were tired, and he makes a pretty good body pillow.

But you didn't realize he planned for this to become an everyday thing. The youngest might not act it, but he sure could be spoiled.

But seriously, if you slept any longer, you might never have a normal sleep schedule again! It never occurred to you just how often Belphie sleeps.

He's definitely not human, because there's no way you can keep up with that, and maintain a normal lifestyle.

But the way he quietly, gently grabs your sleeve to cue your next nap session makes your heart clench. Why was it so damned hard to say no to this gremlin??

You were trying your best though, but the words always seemed to get caught in your throat. Belphie picked apart your excuses, doing everything in his power to take you back to the attic.

"You can study when you wake up." "Mammon wants to go shopping? Reschedule." "Lucifer told you not to be late to the board meeting? Just hide."

You're starting to get sucked into the sleepy lull of his voice, and it feels like your entire body is becoming heavy with fatigue. But no.... you resist!

Since there's no escaping this through words, you have to think fast. Fortunately, your fast thinking has led to an amazing solution!

Jump out of the window, baby

Belphie is just??? Did you fuckin???? Are your legs okay??????????????

He probably stops asking you to nap with him for a while, since you're willing to almost break your legs just to get out of it. You're gonna make him have weird dreams....

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YUNHO- My Personal Receptionist (smut) - 🔞

⚠️ WARNING: THIS CONTENT CONTAINS SMUT SCENES AND FOUL LANGUAGE! 🔞 🔞

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is my 2nd one-shot smut fanfiction for Yunho. I hope you will all like it my beloved readers! Thanks! 😍 😍 😍

Also, it’s the day of ATEEZ’s comeback!!! 😍 😍 😍

Number of words: 5.8k

Y/N is an online seller of customized gifts and her friend named Jerin helped her in managing her business and at that time, Y/N was busy organizing the orders but Jerin interrupted her, and…

“Y/N, I won’t be able to deliver this to the customer today because I have stomach cramps. Can you deliver it instead?” Jerin asked.

“Oh, Okay! No worries, you should drink some medicine and get some rest, okay? I will deliver this now,” Y/N said and Jerin nodded then she went back to her room and rest first. As for Y/N, who deliver the orders to the customer she went to a condo unit and when she pressed the doorbell, the door opened and when she saw who is the customer, she was surprised because the man who opened the door had a towel on his waist and she suddenly covered her eyes and…

“Oh, shit sorry!” the man said and when he stared at her, he suddenly remembered her and…

“Y/N?” the man asked and Y/N was confused about his statement and as she looked at him, she was surprised because…

“OMG! This is the second time I see him again!” Y/N thought.

FLASHBACK…

Y/N is checking into a hotel alone because she wanted to have a vacation just for herself. Then that time, when she reached her room, she suddenly noticed that someone was already inside and when she went inside the room, a man was inside and both of them were surprised.

“Wait! What are you doing here in my room?” Y/N asked.

“Your room? But I am the first one to check-in here.” the man said.

“I think you are in the wrong room, sir!” Y/N said.

“I am not! The receptionist gave me the same room number. I think you are in the wrong room and you had the intention to crash on someone’s room,” the man said as he stood up and Y/N was surprised because he is tall.

“No, I am not! I don’t even know you! I think we should just talk to the receptionist instead and clear this out. Since I don’t want to fight with you,” Y/N said.

“I think that would be better,” the man said. Then both of them went to the front desk area and one of the front desk associates talked to them.

“Miss, I think you had a mistake in giving me the wrong number of the room because the room that you gave to me is already occupied and I almost got a fight with him,” Y/N said and the front desk associate slightly laughed at her statement.

“I am sorry if we brought you inconvenience but I think you two didn't read in one of our banners outside that we have ongoing “blind-date room special” for the single men and women,” the front desk associate said as she smiled at them. Then Y/N and the man were surprised.

“Wait, it means whoever check-in here in this hotel, will meet someone in a room?" the man asked.

“Yes! Also, if you don’t want the partner that you met, you can request us to change partners with someone just for once. So, are you two up for the hotel’s event?” the front desk associate said. Then Y/N can’t look at the man and…

“I think it’s not a bad idea. I will keep her,” the man said and Y/N was surprised.

“What? You are kidding, right?” Y/N said and the front desk associate laughed at them and…

“You two should go to the room and be sure not to fight with each other, okay? I will get going. Have a nice stay here,” the front desk associate said and left. But the man held Y/N’s hand and she suddenly removed his hands from her and…

“Let’s talk about this first. I don’t know what is your intention about me, okay? Also, I don’t even know you,” Y/N said.

“Okay, if you think I am a pervert, I will tell you now that I am not that kind of person and the reason why I will keep you is that, it will be dangerous for you to go to other rooms because you might not know that someone will take advantage of you. By the way, I am Yunho,” the man said and Y/N slightly blushed.

“Okay, but why are you suddenly concerned about me?” Y/N asked.

“I just don’t want someone to get into trouble and also, I am sorry that I accused you that you are crashing in someone’s room,” Yunho said.

“It’s okay! I understand. By the way, I am Y/N,” Y/N said as she smiled then shook hands with Yunho. As they went to the room, Yunho helped her carry her things and…

“I didn’t know that they have that kind of event,” Y/N said and Yunho laughed.

“Me too. By the way, why are you alone?” Yunho asked.

“I just really wanted to have time for myself. What about you?” Y/N asked.

“Umm… To be honest, I really don’t want to go here alone because I was supposed to be with my friend but he suddenly told me that he has an emergency meeting and I just decided to go here alone. But I think he did this on purpose,” Yunho said and Y/N can’t stop staring at him.

“I think I am lucky for tonight, he is so handsome and tall,” Y/N thought.

“Why?” Y/N asked.

“I think he knew about this event and set me up for this because It’s been 3 years that I became single,” Yunho said and Y/N laughed.

“You are not the only one who is 3 years single. I am too,” Y/N said as she smiled.

“I think it’s a good thing we meet but our first meeting was not good,” Yunho said and both of them laughed.

“I am sorry about that I nearly fought with you and I think I can really trust you, right?” Y/N said

“Yes! No worries, Y/N. By the way, I will sleep on the couch and you can sleep in the bed,” Yunho said and Y/N shook her head and Yunho was confused.

“It’s okay if we can sleep on one bed. I know we just met a while ago but I have trust in you,” Y/N said as she smiled and Yunho blushed.

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” Yunho said.

“Yes, I am sure,” Y/N said and both of them smiled. Then that time, Yunho was now asleep but Y/N can’t sleep because it was her first time sleeping beside a handsome man and as she kept looking at him…

“Gosh! He is so attractive! His lips make me want to kiss him,” Y/N thought and shook her head to wake up from her thoughts.

“No! that will not happen! I should go to sleep and I will be okay,” Y/N thought and as she tried to sleep, Yunho suddenly hugged her unconsciously that made Y/N heated-up as she suddenly felt his erection through her shorts, then Y/N decided to face him and kissed him that made Yunho surprised and he kissed her back with hunger. Then that night, Y/N and Yunho had a passionate night in the hotel. But after they met and left the hotel, they didn’t have any communication because both of them became busy in their business.

END OF FLASHBACK…

“Yunho?” Y/N said.

“I didn’t expect we will meet again! By the way, why are you here?" Yunho asked as he still held his towel on his waist.

“Did you order these customized gifts?” Y/N asked.

“Yup! You should go inside first and let’s talk for a bit,” Yunho said.

“I am sorry but I don’t have time because I will still organize my other orders in my house. Let’s just talk next time, okay? Also, you should get dressed up now, you might catch a cold,” Y/N said jokingly and Yunho smirked.

“Really? Are you concerned about that or you can’t deny that you have already seen my body before?” Yunho asked and Y/N blushed.

“Shut up, Yunho! Someone might hear us. I should get going now and I am glad we meet again,” Y/N said.

“Okay! Take care! I am also happy we meet again,” Yunho said and both of them smiled. When Y/N left the condo unit, Yunho was about to go to his room and suddenly his friend named Mingi approached him and…

“Hey bro! I heard that the lady you are talking to a while ago saw already your body, huh? How did that happen?” Mingi asked.

“It’s a long story but that time it’s not just one-night stand, okay? To be honest, I was happy to see her again and I admit I missed her because I really like her when we first met,” Yunho said.

"If you missed her then meet up with her again," Mingi said.

“I wanted to, but I am still busy with work," Yunho said.

“You know, we should have some vacation next week and ask Y/N if she can join us,” Mingi said.

“Mingi, I just said that I am still busy with work and yet, you are thinking of having a vacation next week?" Yunho said.

“Dude! It’s quite a long time you haven’t had a vacation. You should also relax and have time to enjoy yourself, okay? File a vacation leave at least for 5 days and I will search a resort hotel so that we can have some fun, okay?” Mingi asked.

“Okay! You have a point though, Mingi. I will ask Y/N later,” Yunho said and Mingi nodded. As Y/N got home, she can’t stop thinking about whom did she meet and Jerin noticed it.

“Y/N, it seems you are bothered. Did the person you meet today do something bad to you?" Jerin asked.

“Nope! I was just surprised I suddenly met him again,” Y/N said.

“Huh? Who are you referring to?” Jerin asked.

“The one that I mentioned you before the man who I met in the hotel when I was having a self-vacation," Y/N said.

“Oh! The customer was Yunho?” Jerin asked and Y/N nodded.

“What did you feel when you meet him again?” Jerin asked.

“I am happy and shocked at the same time. I thought I will never meet him again,” Y/N said.

“Do you still like him even though you two didn’t meet for a long time?” Jerin asked.

“Yup! I won’t ever forget the memories that I had with him when we first met on that vacation,” Y/N said. Then when Jerin was about to ask her again, someone called Y/N and she saw it was an unknown number.

“You should take the call first,” Jerin said and Y/N nodded.

THEIR CONVERSATION:

Y/N: Hello? Who is this?

Unknown caller: Hey, Y/N it’s Yunho!

When Y/N heard it was Yunho she blushed.

Y/N: Oh! Yunho, how did you get my number?

Yunho: I think you forgot that I already ordered some customized items for you.

Y/N: Oh, you’re right! You are a customer and you also have my contact details haha! So, why did you call me?

Yunho: My friend named Mingi and I wanted to have a vacation next week, do you want to join us?

Y/N: I am sorry Yunho, but I still have many things to do since Christmas is coming many customers kept ordering customized gifts these days.

Yunho: Oh okay! I understand. But if you change your mind, just tell me, okay?

Y/N: Sure! No worries! By the way, I really have to hang up the call because I still have so many things to do.

Yunho: Okay! Take care, Y/N Bye!

Y/N: Okay! Take care too, Yunho, Bye!

END OF THEIR CONVERSATION.

After Yunho hung up the call he sighed and Mingi noticed him.

“Why? She won’t join us?” Mingi asked.

“Yes, because she has so many things to do but if she will change her mind she will tell me,” Yunho said.

“Oh, I see! But we should still go for a vacation next week, okay?” Mingi said.

“Okay! Since I really wanted to relax too,” Yunho said as he smiled and Mingi smiled back.

“That’s great. We should prepare our things for next week,” Mingi said and Yunho nodded.

As for Y/N who is silently arranging and organizing the orders…

“I heard that Yunho called you,” Jerin said.

“Yup! He got my number because you know, he is our customer and he definitely has our contact details too," Y/N said and Jerin slightly laughed.

“Why did he call you?” Jerin asked

“He wanted me to join with his friend go for a vacation next week but I turned down his offer because you know we have so many orders to make and deliver,” Y/N said.

“You’re right! But what about your part-time job?” Jerin asked.

“I don’t have to worry about my part-time job since I will be just on-call if someone needs me,” Y/N said.

“Oh, I see! I think you should just join them and I will call our other friends to help us instead since they also know how will they make our orders too,” Jerin said.

“No need to call them. We can do this,” Y/N said as she smiled.

“Okay! If you say so,” Jerin said.

As Mingi was doing something someone called him and it was from the hotel resort that he made a reservation for their vacation next week.

THEIR CONVERSATION:

Mingi: Good evening, who is this?

The front desk staff of the hotel: Good evening, Is this Song Mingi who has a reservation for next week? This is from Blue Crystal resort.

Mingi: Oh! Yes, I am Mingi. Why did you call? Are there any problems with my reservation?

The front desk staff of the hotel: No, there is no problem with it. I will just tell you that we have a personal receptionist on hire. Do you want to hire a personal receptionist during your stay? Our personal receptionists can guide you through the whole hotel resort and can join you in the activities that you wanted to try.

Mingi: Oh! That’s not a bad idea. We will hire a personal receptionist during our stay. Am I also supposed to choose who will be our personal receptionist?

The front desk staff of the hotel: Yes! I will send you later the profile of each personal receptionist then you can send me you're chosen, personal receptionist.

Mingi: Okay! That’s great! Also, within the day I will transfer the additional payment for the personal receptionist.

The front desk staff of the hotel: Okay, Thank you, Mr. Song Mingi. Goodbye!

END OF THEIR CONVERSATION…

As soon as the staff hung up the call, she sent the profile of the personal receptionists to him. As Mingi checked the profile of the personal receptionist, he was surprised because…

“What? She is also a personal receptionist?” Mingi thought and when Yunho suddenly tried to check him what was he was doing he hid his phone.

“What are you doing Mingi?” Yunho asked.

“I am just double-checking our reservation for next week because the front desk staff suddenly called me a while ago,” Mingi said.

“Oh! Are you sure? You seemed to be hiding something from me,” Yunho said.

“Me? No! Everything will be set for vacation next week,” Mingi said as he smiled.

"Okay! I'll go to sleep now, Good night," Yunho said and Mingi nodded. When Yunho had already gone to his room, he checked again the profile of one of the receptionists and he smiled.

“This will be a very interesting vacation for next week,” Mingi thought. Then when he had already chosen the personal receptionist for them, he sent a message to the staff. As Y/N who is still busy doing the orders, Jerin approached her and…

“Y/N, someone sent you a message. By the way, your phone should be always with you, okay?” Jerin said.

“Okay! Thanks, Jerin,” Y/N said as she smiled. That time as soon as Y/N saw the message she approached Jerin.

“Jerin, I have to go next week for my part-time job and I will be gone for a few days," Y/N said.

“Oh! Okay! I will tell our other friends tomorrow that they should help me for next week,” Jerin said and Y/N nodded.

FAST FORWARD…

It was the day where Mingi and Yunho will go for a vacation. Then while Yunho is driving for them to go to the hotel resort…

“Are you ready to have some fun this week?” Mingi asked.

“Yup! I will be able to rest and relax for this week,” Yunho said as he smiled while still driving. As they arrived at the hotel resort, they went to the front desk area to check in.

“Good afternoon, we have a reservation under my name Song Mingi,” Mingi said and the front desk associate checked the reservation details and the associate gave their key card but when they are about to leave the area…

“By the way, the personal receptionist that you hired is now inside her room and her room is next to yours. You can approach her after you arrange your things in the room," the front desk associate said.

"Oh! Okay, thanks! We have to go.” Mingi said.

“Okay! Have a nice day, Mr. Mingi and Mr. Yunho, enjoy your stay here,” the front desk associate said as she smiled at them and they smiled back at her. But while they are in the elevator…

“You didn’t tell me that you hired a personal receptionist for our stay here. But I think we don’t need it anymore,” Yunho said.

“Just trust me, okay? I bet she will be a good guide for us during our stay here,” Mingi said.

“Okay! If you say so,” Yunho said and Mingi slightly laughed at him. As they reached their floor, they arranged first their things inside their room and after they finished arranging it, they went to the next door of the room then Mingi pressed the doorbell. Then when someone opened the door, Yunho was surprised.

“Good afternoon, I am…” the woman suddenly stopped talking because…

“Y/N?” Yunho asked and Mingi slightly laughed at his reaction.

“Yunho?" Y/N asked surprisingly.

“I think I should leave the two of you,” Mingi said.

“No! That won’t do. Since I will be the personal receptionist for the two of you during your stay here,” Y/N said as she smiled at them.

“Mingi, did you plan this?” Yunho asked and Y/N laughed at his question.

“No! To be honest, I was also surprised she is a personal receptionist here and I just chose her,” Mingi said.

“I will explain everything later. I will tour the two of you first and then we can try the water activities here,” Y/N said then Yunho and Mingi nodded. As they started the tour of the resort, Yunho can’t stop staring at Y/N.

“I really didn’t expect I will be with her for the next few days!” Yunho thought as he unconsciously smiled then Mingi noticed.

“Dude, Y/N might melt if you kept staring at her like that,” Mingi said and Yunho laughed then Y/N smiled at them.

“I think I already showed you enough the resort facilities and where would be the water activities, right? So, we should change into our swimwear and let’s try some water activities before sunset, shall we?” Y/N asked.

“Okay! That will be fun,” Yunho said as he smiled at Y/N and she blushed.

“Gosh! I love my part-time job today!” Y/N thought. As soon as they went back to their rooms, they changed into their swimwear. Then after a few minutes of changing their clothes, Mingi and Yunho went out and when they saw Y/N with a black one-piece swimsuit, they can stop staring at her, and Yunho noticed Mingi suddenly bite his lip.

“Yah! Stop that Mingi. Remember she will be mine,” Yunho said as he whispered to him and Mingi just smiled as he teased him.

“Protective, aren’t you? and also, you haven’t confessed to her and she’s not your girlfriend yet, okay?” Mingi said as also whispered to him and Yunho glared at him. But when Y/N was approaching them…

“Are you two having a fight?” Y/N asked.

“No! To be honest, I just teased Yunho but I know he will not take it seriously. Right, Yunho?” Mingi asked as he smiled at him then Yunho chuckled.

“Yes! I don't take it seriously," Yunho said as he made a fake smile at Mingi and Y/N slightly laughed at them.

“Whatever that is. Let’s go and have some fun before sunset. But if we don’t have time for other activities, we can still try it tomorrow,” Y/N said.

“Okay! Let’s go!” Yunho said as he suddenly put an arm around Y/N’s waist and she blushed at his action and Mingi just smirked. As they try the water activities, all of them enjoyed it but there is one time that Mingi placed a hand around Y/N's shoulder. Then when Yunho saw it, he suddenly interferes and effortlessly removes Mingi's hands away from Y/N and he instead places his hands on her shoulders and Y/N blushed again. After they tried the activities before the sunset, all of them went back to their room first and change their clothes then they will have dinner in a restaurant in the beach area. When Yunho and Mingi were already inside their room…

“Did you enjoy teasing me or messing up with me, Mingi?” Yunho asked in a serious tone and Mingi slightly laughed at him.

“You really are thinking that I will snatch Y/N from you?” Mingi asked.

“How can I not think of that if you are enjoying too much-having skinship with her," Yunho said.

“Chill Bro! I am just being friendly to her and I don’t have any bad intention to her and I am just teasing you being so jealous, okay?” Mingi said as he slightly laughed.

“Fine! I will believe you,” Yunho said and Mingi can’t stop laughing at him.

“You are so protective. You know, if you want to have her again, then make her yours again. We should change clothes now and Y/N might wait for us already outside,” Mingi said and Yunho nodded. Then after a few minutes, they finished changing clothes and when they went out of their room, Y/N is waiting for them and smiled at them.

“Let’s go! I bet you two are already hungry, right?” Y/N asked them then the two men nodded and they followed her. As they arrived at the restaurant with the night view beside the sea, their dinner was already served and they sat at their assigned table.

“Wow! I thought we will still be waiting for the food,” Mingi said and Y/N laughed.

“Because I am the personal receptionist during your stay, I ensure that our meals will be ordered in advance,” Y/N said as she smiled at them.

“That’s great! Thanks, Y/N,” Yunho said as he smiled and he sat beside her. As they started having dinner, they also started having a conversation.

“By the way, Y/N is this also your full-time job being a personal receptionist?” Yunho asked.

“Nope! This is my part-time job,” Y/N said.

"Oh! Do you mean you have your own business and then you also have a part-time job? Isn't it difficult for you to handle both?" Mingi asked.

"Nope! I am just an on-call personal receptionist here and whenever I do my part-time job some of my friends are helping me to manage the business too," Y/N said.

“Oh, I see! That’s great,” Yunho said as he smiled and Y/N blushed. Then that time when Yunho finished having dinner, suddenly one of his hands went to Y/N’s thighs and she felt it and had goosebumps and she looked at Yunho with a questioning look.

“What? I am not doing anything,” Yunho said in a low voice and Mingi noticed it and he smirked.

"It seems Yunho has a plan," Mingi thought. Then that time, Y/N removed Yunho's hands-off from her thighs but Yunho was stubborn and he placed again his hands to her thighs and Y/N looked at him again with a serious look. Then Mingi kept noticing that Y/N making a serious look at Yunho then he made a fake cough that made Y/N and Yunho looked at him.

“You know, you two kept looking at each other is there a problem?” Mingi asked.

“Huh? No! There is no problem," Y/N said as she tried to smile at Mingi but Yunho’s hand suddenly went under her skirt and when she felt it, she blushed.

“Shit! What the hell Yunho!” Y/N thought.

“Y/N is right, there is no problem. Also, if you wanted to go back to the room, you can leave us already,” Yunho said and Mingi smirked at his statement.

"Okay, I hope you two have fun with each other's company tonight. I will go back to the room,” Mingi said as he winked at them and Y/N tried to smile at him. Then when Mingi left, Y/N removed Yunho's hand to her, and…

“What was that, Yunho?” Y/N asked then Yunho leaned to her and…

“You don’t know how I missed you so much Y/N,” Yunho said as he whispered and slightly licked her earlobe that made Y/N’s body shiver from his action but then she slightly pushed Yunho away from her.

“I am sorry to ask you this but you mean you just miss my body, that’s all?” Y/N asked.

“No! That’s not what I mean Y/N. I also missed seeing you because we became very busy and didn't contact you at all after what happened to us before and also, for me, that’s not just a one-night stand. I also like you and I love you, Y/N," Yunho said as he looked at Y/N affectionately that made her blush and smile at him.

“I am happy that we met again and I also like you, Yunho,” Y/N said and Yunho hugged her then she hugged him back.

“I want to make you mine again, Y/N,” Yunho said as he whispered and his voice got deeper and Y/N’s body shivered at his words.

“Then make me yours again,” Y/N said. Then as soon as Yunho heard her words, he held her hand and quickly went to her room but when they are still in the elevator, Yunho kissed Y/N already passionately but thankfully that time no one joined them in the elevator, but when they reached their floor, they stopped kissing and went to Y/N’s room. As soon as they went inside her room, Yunho trapped Y/N in the wall and kissed her again with hunger and his hands went underneath her shirt and squeezed her breast that made Y/N moan into the kiss then Yunho successfully inserted his tongue into her mouth and dominated the kiss. As they continue to make out in the wall, Yunho stopped suddenly and he first removes his shirt and he helped Y/N remove her top and her shorts and Y/N suddenly became insecure and…

“Why would you be insecure if I already saw your beautiful body?” Yunho said as he smirked and Y/N blushed.

“Damn! He is not like this when I did it with him for the first time!” Y/N thought. But her thoughts were cut-off when Yunho kissed her neck as he licked, bit, and sucked a certain spot that made a love mark on it.

“I am glad you are mine again,” Yunho said as he whispered and bite her earlobe that made Y/N moan into his action. After Yunho gave attention to her neck, his lips went between her breast and while he is licking the top of her breast, he slowly removed the straps of the bra to her and skillfully unclipped her bra and throw it somewhere on the floor and he suddenly massaged one of her breasts and sucked the other one and Y/N moaned loudly and Yunho smirked as he saw that Y/N is enjoying it. As he continued to give attention to her breast, he removed Y/N’s underwear and without a warning, he inserted two fingers to her core that made Y/N almost stumble into her position then Yunho decided to kiss again her lips while thrusting his fingers to her core at a fast pace. But as Yunho continued thrusting his fingers to her…

“Shit Yunho! I will cum!” Y/N said and Yunho smirked.

“Cum on my fingers babe,” Yunho said and as soon as Y/N heard it, she cum hard on his fingers and he licked it and Y/N saw it.

“Oh shit! He is so hot being like this!” Y/N thoughts.

“Can you just take me in the bed instead because I don’t know If I can stand up properly now,” Y/N said.

“Wait a little bit babe, I wanted to taste you again, okay? Just hold onto me first,” Yunho said and Y/N gulped.

“Damn! He will make sure I will be tired this night!” Y/N thought. But her thoughts were cut-off when she felt that Yunho lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder and he suddenly latched his tongue to her core and he licked it at a fast pace.

“Fuck Yunho!” Y/N said in a loud voice and threw her head back as she felt he skillfully eating her out and Yunho smirked.

“Keep moaning like that, Babe!” Yunho said then he went back to lick and suck her core then Y/N moaned his name louder.

"Damn Yunho! You are so good at this!" Y/N said and without a warning, she cum hard onto his tongue and Yunho sucked her juices that made a slurping sound in the room and Y/N’s legs were about to give up and still moaning his name. Then Yunho stood up and kissed her lips again that made Y/N taste herself on Yunho’s tongue.

"Jump on me and wrap your legs around me, babe," Yunho said and Y/N obeyed him but Y/N thought Yunho will carry her already in the bed but…

“Let’s do round 2 in the bed, okay babe?” Yunho asked and Y/N just nodded.

“Shit! This will be one hell of a night!” Y/N thought.

“Before we go further, are you on a pill?” Yunho asked and Y/N just nodded and Yunho smirked.

“That's great, babe! I will be able to feel you more this time,” Yunho said as he licked Y/N’s earlobe and without a warning, he inserted his cock into Y/N's core.

“Shit Yunho! You didn’t even give me a warning!” Y/N said as she complained and Yunho smirked.

“But it felt so good right?” Yunho asked and Y/N just nodded. Then Yunho started to thrust his cock to her core upward at a fast pace and Y/N hugged Yunho’s neck and leaned her face in his shoulder and moaned his name non-stop.

“Fuck! You are still so tight babe,” Yunho said as he suddenly thrust his cock to her core at a hard pace that also made him go deeper to her and Y/N almost screamed his name and she raked her nails on Yunho’s back.

“Oh shit! Right there Yunho! Don’t stop!” Y/N said in a loud voice.

“I will really never stop because you feel so good deep into you," Yunho said as he slightly bit her neck and made another love mark on it. As Yunho continued to be at a hard pace, Y/N started to feel so sore and…

“Yunho! I will cum!” Y/N said.

“Cum with me babe!” Yunho said and after a few thrusts both of them cum. Then Yunho carried Y/N and he laid her in the bed gently and when Y/N was about to sleep…

“We are not done yet babe, remember what I said earlier, round 2 in the bed,” Yunho said and Y/N gulped.

“Oh, shit! This will be a long night!” Y/N thought. Then Yunho inserted again his cock to her core and Y/N moaned again at his action.

“I love you so much Y/N,” Yunho said.

“I love you too so much Yunho,” Y/N said. Then Yunho suddenly started to thrust his cock at a hard pace that made Y/N arched her back because of the overwhelming pleasure she felt. As Yunho saw Y/N being a mess underneath him…

“Fuck, you really look so hot, babe!” Yunho said as he suddenly kissed her lips and continued to ram his cock to her core and Y/N kept moaning into the kiss. But because Yunho has incredible stamina, he gripped Y/N’s waist and thrust his cock to her deeper.

“Oh shit! Yes! Yunho!” Y/N said as she screamed and gripped the bed sheet and Yunho closed his eyes as he felt Y/N’s walls are clenching around him.

“Oh, shit you feel so good as ever babe!” Yunho said. But as he continued at a stable pace, Y/N is feeling oversensitive to her core and…

“Yunho I will cum again!” Y/N said.

“Cum with me babe!” Yunho said and after a few thrusts both of them cum, and Y/N moaned because she felt Yunho’s cum inside her and Yunho suddenly collapsed on top of her and hugged his body.

“Gosh! I am glad on a pill. That was fucking amazing!” Y/N thought. Then Yunho suddenly smiled at her action.

“I love you Y/N,” Yunho said as he also hugged her but quickly pulled away from the embrace and he laid beside Y/N instead.

“I love you too so much Yunho,” Y/N said as they smiled at each other.

“Did I hurt you this night?” Yunho asked.

“Nope! I am just kinda tired now but I enjoyed it,” Y/N said and both of them laughed. When they are about to sleep, someone sent a message to Yunho and it was Mingi.

“You two were so loud but I am happy for the two of you. Good night and see you tomorrow love birds -Mingi”

Y/N also saw what was Mingi’s message on Yunho’s phone and she blushed and Yunho just laughed.

“I suddenly became embarrassed because I know I was loud earlier,” Y/N said as she hid her face on Yunho’s chest.

“Why? Does it matter? It’s kinda hot when you moan louder for me, Y/N because I know you like what I do to you,” Yunho said as he winked at her and Y/N slightly slapped his bicep.

“Stop it Yunho, we should just go to sleep and we still have more activities to try tomorrow," Y/N said and Yunho nodded and still laughed at her.

“Good night and I love you Y/N,” Yunho said.

“Good night and I love you too Yunho,” Y/N said. As they went to sleep, they hugged each other. Then the next day, they tried the other activities in the hotel resort and Mingi can’t stop teasing them after what happened last night. As for Y/N and Yunho, they made unforgettable and loving memories during their stay in the hotel resort.

끝 THE END

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Pairing: D:BH!CONNOR x HUMAN!READER (gender neutral)

Words: 4.058

Warnings: TRIGGER WARNING! mention of suicide; odd behavior; cursing; hurt - comfort;

A/N: Another day - another request...

I really hope you like it! Thanks again for your idea.

Synopsis: You are a Detective of the DPD and had worked many cases with Hank. Until something went utterly wrong. Since then, you get haunted by your past until you see only one last way out. Luckily, Connor is there to help you.

"You know you don't have to do this.", you said serious.

Sara pulled the wire of the bug underneath her shirt before it got taped on her back, "Yes, but I want to. I have to. I owe it to my sister to do this. She shall find peace finally and like the Lieutenant said, me as her twin, I have the best chance to get this bastard. He doesn't know that she's dead. Therefore, I'm your best chance to get the information you need, Detective."

"Detective..."

"Detective."

"Detective, YLN!"

As if awakening from a deep trance like state, you focused back on reality as your name got called out. Haunted by your typical dark memories, you hadn't even noticed where you were. Slowly, you opened your eyes. The owner of the calm male voice stood on the outside of your car, next to the window of the driver seat, and looked concerned at you through the glass.

You blinked several times. The sun, which already fell through your windshield because it stood so high in the morning sky, made you blind for several moments and as you moved, you noticed your aching back and neck from sleeping in the car in an unhealthy position. Obviously, you had knocked yourself out with booze again.

"Detective YLN, my name's Connor. I'm your new partner. I'm the android sent by CyberLi- I got sent from Captain Fowler to meet you. Rather, he sent me to find you because you missed a meeting this morning. And now, he wants to see you.", Connor said and watched you. Even if he had already learned a lot about human behavior from Hank, there were still some mysteries to solve.

Like: why are you sleeping in a car in a position that harms eighty percent of your muscle tissue through soreness and lets your bones and joints burn like fire when you move?

Or: why are you drunk this early in the morning-

"Hey, tin can! Shut the fuck up!", you shouted.

Connor stared at you in shock as he realized that he had asked the questions out loud instead of just thinking about them. A habit he started with as Hank had left the DPD to retire finally, "I'm sorry, Detective. I haven't notice-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... what do you want, Carlos?", you asked, searching for your flask you couldn't find.

"My name's Connor, Detective. And as I said, Captain Fowl-"

"Oh, yeah... the meeting... right. Get in the car.", you ordered and even if Connor was sure that it wasn't a good idea for you to drive in the state you were, he also knew that any kind of discussion would lead to nowhere. He still knew that from his time with Hank.

Twenty minutes later, for a way that only took ten minutes usually, you, followed by Connor, entered the DPD which was crowded with androids, policemen and people who were complaining about some uninteresting nonsense. You made your way through all these people, trying to dodge as many colleagues as you could - but of course, one of them caught you. Like always.

"Hey, YN! This is the DPD and not some bar. You won't find any kind of booze around here."

"Just shut the fuck up, Reed! Or otherwise, I will tell everyone that you own some pair of bright pink panties- oh, upsi! My bad!", you called out, gleaming at him with a smirk. Everyone started to laugh.

Gavin stared at you with a hate-filled glance, he was fuming, "Fuck you!", he muttered.

"Oh, sweet. That's all you got, Reed?", you shot back with a grin.

But before Gavin could respond to anything, Captain Fowler stepped out of his office, "Detective YLN! In my office!"

"And? Who's laughing now?", Gavin said with a smirk and winked at you before he left the DPD to do some work.

Connor closed the door of the office behind him as you were inside. You walked over to the Captain's desk to sit down in one of the chairs but even without looking up you sensed the anger radiating from your boss. It was tangible in the air. Without asking, you took one of the fresh glasses on Fowler's desk to throw an aspirin into it. Then, you pulled out the flask you had found finally to fill the glass with a transparent liquid.

Fowler watched you, half shocked and half concerned, "What are you doing?"

"Taking an aspirin, Sir. I have a murderous headache."

"And what was in the flask if I may ask?"

"Vo- uhm... water. Just water, Sir.", you answered before you gulped down the bubbling mixture.

Fowler looked from you at Connor who also seemed to be concerned about the fact that you had mixed pharmaceuticals with alcohol before the Captain looked back at you, "Where have you been this morning? We had a meeting."

You put the empty glass back on the desk, "Oh, yeah... the meeting. I'm sorry, Sir. I was on observation and obviously, I lost track of time.", you explained, leaning back in the chair, waiting for the aspirin and ‘water’ to do its magic.

"Observation, huh? For what case? What's the file number?", Fowler asked, leaning back in his own seat, folding his hands in front of him while waiting for your answer.

"Oh, yeah... the file number. One moment, Sir-"

Fowler slammed his plane hand on the desk's surface that you were jumping in your seat, "Cut this shit, god dammit! You have no file number because you have no current case, Detective! Let me guess, Connor had found you sleeping in your car, right? How many nights had it been this time?"

You kept eye contact but you gave him no answer. You just gritted your teeth and pressed your jaws together.

Fowler sighed, "Listen, YN, you're a great Detective but since the things with Sara happened-"

"No!", you called out, jumping from your chair and stopping the Captain mid-sentence with your sudden outburst, "We won't talk about this!", you said serious before you turned around to let your glance roam through the office with all the busy people, "Alright, Sir. What's the matter with the android? Monitoring what I do and what I don't do?"

"Connor is the former partner of Hank-"

"Oh and now, Hank doesn't want to play with it anymore so you give it to the next screwed up cop you can find?", you asked, turning around to look at Connor with his fancy clothes and neat hairstyle before you looked back at the Captain.

"Hank retired two weeks ago. I thought you knew that.", Fowler said and looked even more concerned at you.

"No, I'm sorry. I didn't get invited to any funny parties nor did I got a notification. But who cares. So, the android's with me then? How long?", you asked emotionlessly.

"It's your partner now. Brief it into your cases-"

You stepped forward, aiming for the door, "Cases, Sir? What cases? You already said I have none.", you pointed out while leaving the office.

Fowler watched after you, not amused about your unpredictable behavior and the fact that you were carrying a gun.

"Sir?", Connor asked and brought the Captain back from his thoughts.

"Yeah... Listen... as you can see YN has a few problems. They used to be a good cop in the past until one of the cases they and Hank had operated went wrong. The anniversary is in two days and I fear... well...", Captain Fowler stopped himself, watching you grabbing a coffee from the kitchen.

"I will keep an eye on them.", Connor said and left the office as well.

Connor was surprised how carelessly you were in managing your cases - even if it were just a few. There was nothing special or difficult and yet, you weren't able to file the cases properly, "Detective, this report here, I'm not sure to which case it belongs.", Connor asked as he had read an interview of a woman who had reported her dog as missing. Added to that, the interview was part of a file about an armed theft in the heart of the city. There was no connection at all to these two cases.

Without looking up, you took a folder from your desk to hand it over to Connor, "Yeah...here. That's the case you're searching for."

Connor took the case and skimmed through the pages several times before he looked at you, frowning, "Detective, this is a file about a stolen android.", he pointed out.

"Yeah, just ... put the page in this file. I'm sure it will be right.", you said, ignoring the android's expression.

"Detective, I'm not sure-"

"Excuse me, I need some more coffee.", you cut him off, standing up to aim for the kitchen with your mug in your hands.

"And I thought Hank was challenging.", Connor whispered under his breath and shook his head while he still tried to figure out which pages were parts of which cases.

"You're a murderer, Detective! That you still think yourself as worthy enough to call yourself a cop is way out of my understanding!", a jarring, female voice echoed through the office and drew the attention of everyone to her and to the person that stood in front of her - you.

Connor craned his head to watch the scene like everyone else did. But while the attention of the others was because of curiosity and spitefulness, Connor watched you and your bodily reaction to the woman's accusations. You stood there like a timid fawn. The cockiness you presented before seemed to be gone completely. Your heart rate increased, you were shaking and your eyes became big as if you were intimidated by the woman in front of you. The woman stepped even closer and Connor watched, surprised, that you stayed where you were. Easily, you could have escaped the unknown woman and yet you stayed rooted to the spot.

"Because of you I lost both of my daughters! I already have lost the one and yet, you thought it would be fair to take the other away from me as well!", the woman screamed erratic, tears were already running down her cheeks but she was still not able to stop herself and no one else was brave enough to step into the scene, "You and your partner will pay for what you have done! You will burn in hell for that!"

"Chris! Escort Mrs. Mason into my office!", Captain Fowler ordered and stopped the woman's outburst even if it was a bit too late.

Connor saw tears building in the corners of your eyes. Quickly, your glance scanned the area but the only way you could find was the way out. You aimed for the precinct's main entrance to leave the building in a hurry. Connor followed you. He ran through the office and left the building as well but as he stepped onto the pavement you were nowhere to be seen. Like a ghost, you had vanished between all the other pedestrians.

Hank had just taken a new beer to watch the next half of the Detroit Gears game as someone rang his doorbell. In the penetrant way how this person used his doorbell and the way how Sumo reacted, Hank knew who the visitor was, "Connor, hey. What are you doing here? It's a bit too early to go for a walk with Sumo.", the older man said but he already saw that something else was bothering the android.

"Yeah, actually, I'm not here because of Sumo.", Connor said.

Hank let him in and Connor came straight to the point that kept him busy, "One year ago, you and Detective YLN had a case together. But something went wrong. What exactly happened? I couldn't find the case file."

Hank frowned, "Why do you ask?"

"Captain Fowler teamed me up with Detective YLN because of the anniversary of this case. He's concerned about the instability of their constitution."

Hank shook his head. He missed working with the android but he didn't miss the long-winded explanations of him. Then, suddenly, he became serious again, "Instability, huh?"

"Yes. They seem to be so unpredictable in their behavior that Captain Fowler fears something worse will happen because the anniversary would be in two days. I ... I found them this morning sleeping in their car.", Connor explained with a frown.

Hank raised his brows in surprise and at the same time, he felt worried, "YN and I, we... In the past, we worked together on some cases. Well, that changed with our last case. Lynn and Sara Mason.", he said slowly, feeling the pain stinging his heart as he remembered what had happened one year ago.

"Why couldn't I find much about it in the archives of the DPD?"

Hank stood up from the couch, walking over to the book shelf to pull something out that was hidden between his several jazz vinyl. He walked back to Connor, offering the android the case file but stopped as Connor was grabbing for it, "You just can find the basics of this case because I kept it printed. Some wounds are so deep, it's better if not everyone is able to find a tool to reopen them all over again.", he said and gave Connor the file finally.

***

The next day, Connor drove again to your place and was happy to see that you weren't sleeping in your car again. As he knocked at your door, you opened him with a smile. You had taken a shower, your hair was still damp and your clothes were all fresh and clean. Connor noticed that you weren't accompanied by the scent of alcohol and he even couldn't smell anything in your breath as you talked with him.

"I... I want to apologize, Connor. Our start yesterday wasn't the best. I'm looking forward to working with you. I'm sure we will make a great team."

Connor knew you just one day, not enough to understand a person completely, and yet he had the strange feeling of something going on that occupied his mind suddenly by the way you acted.

"Oh, can you call a taxi?", you asked while sipping on your coffee.

"What happened to your car, Detective?", Connor asked surprised while ordering the vehicle.

You smiled at him, "Oh, I sold it. I will have no use of it anymore. And please, call me YN."

To Connor's surprise, your behavior stayed kinda strange even if he couldn't say what it was exactly. You and Connor went early to the DPD. On your way in, you talked with colleagues. You joked with Chris and as Gavin entered the kitchen, you pressed a cup of coffee into the Detective's hand which left him utterly confused.

Gavin stopped Connor by stepping into his way, "Hey, tin can. Is this coffee drugged or what is going on here?"

In the way Gavin looked at Connor, the android noticed real unease, "No, Detective. The coffee is not drugged or anything. I guess others would call it 'tasty'. You can drink it.", he said but looked frowning at you. As Connor left Gavin, the green-eyed man was still sniffing suspiciously on the hot liquid as if the mug might contain acid instead of his most favorite beverage.

Connor went back to the desk opposite of yours and was surprised to see how you cleared out the different pages of the case files. Several small piles were lying in front of you while you tried to bring them into the right order and to collate them.

Later that day, Connor was puzzled as you went to the Captain to apologize to him as well as you had done it with Connor in the beginning of the day. You apologized for your behavior the day before and of all the past weeks, "I know I did a few things wrong, Captain. But I promise to change that in the future. In fact, the change will happen soon and then, everyone will be pleased with me again.", you said before you took your jacket to leave the precinct.

Connor looked at the Captain and saw on the man's face what he was thinking: strange.

‘Strange’ was the only word Connor could find to describe your work day even although you were acting practically perfect. You were nice. You had sorted your cases. You had apologized for your behavior. And yet, something was odd. Something felt wrong. Connor sensed that something was ... going on. But he couldn't put his finger on it. So, out of instinct, Connor followed you and drove to your place with a taxi.

As he knocked at your door, you opened, smiling at him and dressed in a bathrobe, "Oh, Connor, hey. What is it? I just wanted to take a bath."

Surprised, Connor looked at you. He was sure you had taken a shower this morning so there was no need to take a bath and then, he reminded himself that he still had not much knowledge about humans and their several oddities, "Yeah, I ... I just wanted to ask if everything is alright, Detective.", he said honestly.

You smiled at him, "Of course, Connor. Everything is more than alright. I just need some time to relax and tomorrow, everything will make sense to you and the others. Thanks for checking on me, that means a lot to me. Goodnight.", you said and closed the door.

Connor stared at your closed door for several moments before he stepped slowly back to walk down the hallway. Since he turned deviant, Connor's systems needed a bit longer to process information - not much, it were just seconds, but sometimes that could be more than enough.

As Connor was still connecting the different dots and hints you had spread the whole day, Hank called him, "Connor! Where are you?"

"I'm leaving YN's place. They want to take a bath. Why? What's the matter?", Connor asked as he sensed the slightly concerned undertone in Hank's voice.

"You have to go back, Connor! Go back to them! YN hates to bath!", Hank demanded worried.

Even if Connor was confused, he turned around, walking back the way to your apartment, "Hank?"

"I just got a letter from YN. It got brought by a delivery man. It's a handwritten suicide letter. Hurry and stop them!", Hank ordered.

Connor ended the call, hurried down the corridor and without knocking, he broke down the door of your apartment. Quickly, Connor ran through your small apartment, already seeing the door of your bathroom ajar. He stormed into the room and the second his eyes landed on you lying in the bathtub with the razor blade between your fingers, he was by your side, taking the blade away to throw it into a far corner before you could even cut. Slowly but demanding, Connor dragged you out of the water, took a towel and laid it around your shaking frame because you already were ice cold. Obviously, you had filled the bathtub with cold water to support a fast sleep while your blood would have drained from your body after the cut.

You were screaming and yelling for Connor to let go of you. You demanded the razor back and that he should leave your apartment but Connor ignored everything. You punched against his chest with your fists but Connor stayed unimpressed, determined to save your life. With a strong grip, he wrapped you into the towel and also laid the bathrobe around your shoulders before he guided you out of the bathroom. You were still struggling in Connor's arms to get free. All you wanted was to end what you had started. Desperate, hot tears were running down your cheeks as you were crying violently about the fact that you were still alive. Alive and alone with the memories which were still haunting you like mean demons.

Connor placed you on the couch, sitting next to you and wrapping his arms around your frame to give you even more support and comfort while you cried against his chest, "Please, just let me die...", you cried out between two heavy sobs.

"No, Detective. I have to refuse your request."

"Cut this 'Detective' shit. Just call me YN, god damnit.", you whimpered helplessly because now, everything was just worse than you had expected. You had planned everything and yet, the android was there to destroy your neatly made plans, "What are you even doing here, Connor?"

"Hank received your letter and called me right on time."

You leant closer against Connor's chest with closed eyes, seeking the android’s presence while cursing about yourself, "Hell, the letter. I should have changed the delivery time to a later one. Then, everything would be over. All the pain. All the guilt. All the haunting.", you breathed with a sad voice.

Connor tightened the embrace around you even more, "It's about Sara Mason and her sister, isn't it?", he whispered softly, placing his chin on top of your head to enclose you even more.

You nodded, not surprised that Connor already knew it, "Yeah... it's my fault that Sara died. It's my fault that her mother lost both daughters.", you cried out, clawing into Connor's white shirt with your fingers.

"Well, I read the file. Sara came up with the idea to get bugged and to infiltrate the drug dealer who had killed her sister Lynn. I mean, the idea was good. It was just bad luck that the dealer already knew about Lynn's death and looked right through the façade you and Hank had planned.", Connor said softly. To calm you even more, he stroked soothingly over your back with his hands.

You leant back to look into the android's face and for the first time, you noticed the incredibly intense, brown color of his soft eyes, "Y-you don't understand. Not even Hank knew that but Sara didn't come up with the idea to get bugged on her own. I dropped this idea as I was alone with her and manipulated her to think it was her own idea. I mean, how evil can someone be to do this, huh?", you asked, closing your eyes about this painful memory.

Connor cupped your face, knowing that humans needed physical contact to feel secure and safe and he wanted to provide you both as well as he could. He was glad to see that you opened your eyes again and that you stayed where you were, "Listen, neither you nor Hank nor someone else could have known every single possibility in this case. The idea was good. The Captain said the same in his official statement. But ... Look, kid, sometimes bad things happen, and you can't do anything about it.", he said softly.

Through a sob of new tears because Connor was the first for a very long time that was caring about you this much, you chuckled low, "Have you... did you just quote the Lion King to cheer me up?"

Connor looked slightly caught with a sheepishly smile playing around his lips, "Yeah... Hank said I should improve my knowledge about pop culture. I binge watched all the Disney movies I could find last week. I thought this quote was suitable... Or did I have done it wrong?"

You chuckled a bit more about his innocence and strong will to help you, "No, it was pretty good. Thanks for... you know... thanks for being here with me.", you whispered low, feeling your cheeks reddening.

Connor leant back on your couch, bringing you close to his chest so you could snuggle against him, "I'm your partner now, YN. And partners are looking out for each other. You can count on me no matter what it is.", he said softly and after five minutes where he just stroked comforting over your back, he noticed your even breathing that told him that you had fallen asleep. Hank called and without making too much noise, Connor briefed his former partner that you were alright.

You were still alive. You still had a long way to go to leave your haunting ghosts behind but Connor was sure you would make it. You were strong enough to do it - and he would be by your side to support you as promised.

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Daughter Moments

Request: Hello! I’ve read your imagines they are sooo good! I was wondering if I can request a Kili x daughter reader? The ploy can be anything you want but the reader has to be kilis daughter pls? Thankyou!!❤️

Requested by @imagines4everyone

A/N: First of all, thank you so much!! I hope you will like it!

Then also...The ending is my favourite.

Triggers: mentions of injuries, scars, angst, feels (if there's any more, let me know please!)

Tags: @guardianofrivendell @dumbassunderthemountain @imagines4everyone

Kili took a deep breath, as he looked over Dale. The town was beautiful, and he was lucky to be able to look at it during sunrise, every day, before he had to get back to his duties.

He felt the soft wind, running through his hair, and sun glittered in his deep brown eyes. He thought of his wife and daughter, and his mouth had soft dreamy smile in second.

When Kili came back to their shared chambers, he noticed Tauriel, gently stroking their ten months old Y/N's cheek.

"How are my two beautiful girls?" He chuckled, and his eyes were soft, as he looked down at his daughter and wife.

"Papa!" Y/N suddenly let out, and Tauriel and Kili looked at each other in shock and surprise. Their daughter just said her first word!

"You did it, Y/N! You did it!" Kili cried out, and started dancing across the room with his daughter in his arms. You giggled, and Tauriel watched the moment with tears in her eyes.

Five years later

"Papa?"

"Hm?"

"What are you doing?" You frowned, when you noticed your father.

Kili was trying to make a surprise for Tauriel - his wife's birthday was a very special day to him, as well as your birthday - and this year, as any other, it was something sweet. Last year he made her a pair of twin daggers and got all her favourite sweets from bakeries around Dale.

This year, he decided to bake a cake.

Needless to say, it was very funny.

To watch, obviously.

You sat up on the chair, and Kili put his hands on his hips. You looked into the bowl, and giggled. You tasted a bit of it, and frowned.

"Uncle Fili said you can't bake, daddy." You shook your head. Kili nervously looked at you.

"What did uncle Fili say?" You looked at your dad, and decided to tell him everything.

"Well, Uncle Fili said you cannot bake, and that you only eat in the kitchen, and he was right," you said. Kili looked at the light-coloured dough.

"It is salty," you said, and Kili's eyes widened. He slapped his forehead.

"I really switched sugar and salt," Kili sat down to the table, and put his chin on his hands. You wanted to say something, but you noticed his eyes were filling with tears. You jumped off of the chair, and walked to him.

"Why are you crying, daddy?"

"I'm not crying," he said, and got up.

"Can I help you?" You gave him your best puppy-eye look, and Kili sighed.

You just had to get this from him.

"Okay."

When you finally finished the cake, the sun was rising, but you and Kili fell asleep, sitting by the table.

The finished cake was, however, worth it.

Twelve years later

"What did you say?" Kili frowned at you. You shrugged.

"What do you mean?" Kili's usually kind brown eyes had a spark of anger in them.

"That I don't care about you."

"Oh, this. Well, because it's true! You literally make any guy run away from me, and then you make me stay inside! How am I supposed to get to know at least one?"

"You have still enough time for boys." Your father shook his head, as if he tried to get out the idea of dating out as quickly as he could.

"Fine. But if anyone asks, it's your fault," you said half-upset, half-joking.

You almost opened the door, when you heard your father speak.

"You know I want you to have someone who truly loves you," you turned around.

"I...I, um..." Kili deeply sighed. He felt a bit of guilt about the misunderstanding.

"Sit down, please." You did as he said, and he gently took your hands to his.

"When I met your mother, I knew she was...the One. My One. I fell for her even more, when we talked for the first time. And a few years later, there was also you. I was holding you after you were born, and I promised I will make sure you will have the same kind of love, the person you will roll your eyes at, but know you wouldn't want them any other way."

"Dad, I-"

"I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just worried about you and want the best for you, but...the problem is, that in my eyes, nobody is good enough for you. I know you think it's the other way, but, it isn't. At least to me." You felt tears in your eyes.

"What do you think...mom would say?" You quietly whispered, as you felt tears in your eyes. He took a deep breath, probably to try to stop tears, too.

"Your mother would...secretly agree with me, but let you...let you go on an adventure, as long as you promise you are safe." Kili blinked to stop a tear, and sadly chuckled.

"You never know who you meet on an adventure."

You took his hands into yours, and gave him sad smile.

"She is alive. Trying to find her way back, from the orcs. Mom is a fighter."

"I believe too," he said, and looked outside. The sun slid across his face, and made his eyes spark, and showed you the way they used to shine when your mother was still there.

It's been a few months since you and your father talked, and you were on a ride from Hobbition. You liked to visit Bilbo and Frodo, and, as always, told each other news. When you almost got to Rivendell, you noticed someone lying down - with red hair. You stopped your horse, and jumped off of it.

You felt a rush of shock, when you realized who it was. She was full of cuts, but breathing.

You got to Rivendell safely, and when Lindir saw you, you let out just a whisper.

"Help her,"

You had no idea how did you end up in the working space of lord Elrond.

But, having soft blanket over your shoulders and sipping warm tea, after the shock, you wouldn't complain.

"Can I see her?" You whispered. Lord Elrond talked to a healer, and both of them looked at you.

"Your mother is asleep now," the healer carefully said. You nodded.

"Is she-"

"She is alive. We cleaned her injuries, and luckily, they were not even infected yet. You found her just in the right moment." You let out a breath. It felt like a huge weight fell off of your shoulders.

"Get some rest, princess Y/N. It will be good." The healer said, and helped you to get to other chambers, you guessed for guests. You laid down to bed, and fell asleep. You didn't even notice the healer turned around in the door, and slightly bowed, before he walked away.

You woke up into bright sunlight. You realized it was afternoon, and when you properly woke up, you found out you slept almost whole day and night.

When you took a bath and changed into light dress, you decided to go ask healer how was your mother doing.

You carefully knocked on the door. Someone slowly opened the door, and you realized it was the healer you already knew. After a short talk, he told you to get some rest. You decided to listen to him.

You didn't expect to fall asleep next to the bushes of lavender in Rivendell gardens, but the sweet, calming scent was strong.

You woke up with slight headache, and sat aside from the plants. You watched the sunset, and yawned. You also realized you haven't eaten whole day, and looked around for some fruit. You got up, and soon you found a few servants, who were actually looking for you, and as they mentioned dinner, you had no more questions.

At the dinner, you noticed the male healer you met earlier. You blushed when he noticed you looking at him, but he didn't do anything. Later, he catched your eyes again, and send you a tiny smile. You felt yourself smile as well.

After the dinner, Lindir walked you to your chambers. You took a bath, and when you got dressed, you opened your window and put a pillow and a blanket on the floor, to continue watching the sunset, and look at the stars. The sky was bright, and the fresh air made you feel lot better.

You got back to bed, but left the window open.

Your felt familiar smell, as you woke up. For a moment, you were five again, in your chambers in Erebor, and it was your birthday. Only other thing was the itchy feeling on your arms and legs.

Damn mosquitos.

"Mum?"

"I didn't mean to wake you, wildflower," you gasped and sat up, wide awake.

It was really her. Your mother, her red hair shining in the morning sun, looking at you.

Her face was full of cuts,which were in process of healing, and fading scars. Her hair was literally chopped off, now down to her chin.

Her green eyes were, however, full of motherly love. Just as you always knew them.

"This-this is a dream!" You let out a cry. She hug you tightly, and let out a cry too.

"I'm so glad you're safe..."

"What happened to you?" You whispered, as your arms tightened around her, afraid of it being just a dream.

"The orcs prisoned me, I tried to escape, but I was weak and didn't have any weapons. This time, I was finally lucky," she whispered, as she brushed your hair by her fingers.

"I'm here, Y/N. I promise it isn't a dream. I was fighting to run away every single day, and nothing could keep me away from you anymore."

Later that day, you sat down, to write a letter to Erebor.

Dear father,

I had to stay in Rivendell for longer, but, as you will find out - it was worth it...

Two years later

"Kili," Tauriel frowned at her husband. Kili looked at his wife with raised eyebrow.

"It's a boy, Tauriel!"

"And?"

"She's my little girl! She was born like...yesterday," Kili wiped off a tear from the corner of his eye.

"Well, our little girl is having a lovely partner. You will like him." Kili's eyes widened, and Tauriel tried not to laugh.

"You already met him? And didn't tell me?!"

"Well..." Tauriel would roll her eyes. Her husband was literally freaking out.

She didn't have the heart to tell him the reason you went to Rivendell or Mirkwood was because of your love, not because of political...anything.

Before she answered, you walked in, nervously smiling at both of them.

"I have, um...someone I want to introduce to you," you said. Your mother nodded at you with smile, and you sighed and patted your father's shoulder.

"It's fine, dad." You opened the door, and 'the elven healer from Rivendell', as you knew him two years ago, walked in.

"Mum, dad...this is, um, my boyfr-"

"Nice to meet you," Tauriel said, but looked at her husband by the corner of her eye.

"So...you are the elf my daughter is courting," Kili said, and you looked at your boyfriend. Him and your father were watching each other, and you gently took your lover's hand into yours, worried they might start fighting. Until...

They both broke a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Prince Kili. Y/N has told me a lot of good things about you."

"Y/N, would you come and prepare some tea with me?" Your mother asked you, and you both got out of the room.

You listened their conversation, talking about your meeting, and, your dad's, and your lover's, favourite - archery.

"I can't believe it!" You said, whispering.

"I know," your mother tried to hold in laugh.

"They literally-"

"Yes. Seems like they go along well."

"Now my dad will spend more time with my lover than I do," you pretend to be dramatic, but secretly you thought if it wouldn't be better if they didn't like each other.

You walked back in the room, with cups with steaming tea.

"Don't worry. Both of them know who are the best archers in the family," Your mother gave you a smile, and you proudly nodded, as you placed the cups down on table.

"That's not true, I always let you win!" They said at the same time, and you and your mother shared a look.

Later that day, you were with your father in the gardens. He was enjoying the quiet evening, and you were reading.

"Dad?"

"Hm?"

"You know...you said, about boys...that nobody would be good enough for me. In your eyes."

"Yeah." He nodded, and turned towards you.

"So, um...what do you think, now when you met my boyfriend?" You nervously waited for his answer.

"I think...I would never expect to say this, but...I approve him." You let out a laugh.

"Just because you're both good at archery?" He rolled his eyes.

"I wanted to say he seems to be very nice, but that too. We gotta keep the skill in family, don't we?" You shook your head and snorted with laugh.

"As well as recognizing elf men and elf maids." You started laughing when you noticed your father's wide eyes and flushed cheeks under his beard.

"Who told you that story?"

"Well...Uncle Fili has told me many interesting stories from your adventures," you said. Your father quickly stood up.

"Uncle Fili will quickly be reminded of what does it feels like to have younger brother," Your father muttered, as he walked inside the castle.

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