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dcforts · 3 years

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[week 4: selfie together]

1.7k, post-canon, non canon compliant.

Three days to impact (moving out with Cas and a bunch of hunter nerds settling into the bunker to set up the Network), and Dean was still elbow deep in messy drawers, sorting through his stuff in one of the research rooms. He couldn’t believe he had managed to hoard that much crap when he spent there not more than six months every year.

Sam had already taken care of most of it and thrown away a lot of junk when he had moved away with Eileen a year or so ago, so Dean had thought that he would be packed in less than a day with what was left. He was wrong.

He was tackling a bunch of phones and chargers all tangled up together, trying to figure out which ones were still working. Between him and Sam they had probably gone through a hundred or so phones, without counting the burners, their dad’s and those of other hunters, passed on after their deaths.

You had to keep them on, check the messages, write down the contacts – for a long time it was the only way to keep the network going and to make sure that no call for help would ever go unanswered.

Hopefully the Network, with Charlie fancy digital system and stolen tech from the Brits, would make things a lot easier. The bunker would become the hunter HQ that it was always meant to be. And Sam and Dean would still go there from time to time, but it would become more like a workplace than an actual home.

Magazines apparently said you had to keep them separated and all that. So, they were trying.

He wasn’t even halfway done when he found his old phone. It was not too ancient or anything and he used to like it just fine, but for Christmas Claire and the girls had gotten him a new one (“not for work!!” said the note attached to it) so he had just dumped it in here.

It had no SIM card, but there were some police contacts (useful) and the Candy Crush app (not useful). He went on to check the gallery and was surprised to find still some pictures in it.

He snorted, seeing one of the last taken – Sam, drunk on Christmas Day, a paper crown askew on his head, trying to focus enough to play Jenga with someone who was out of the shot. Dean didn’t remember who it was anymore. Sam had the most incredible face on.

Oh, there were pictures from when they went to visit Garth! He had taken them at Frontier Stables in Frederic and Dean and Gertie had possibly been equally excited about riding a horse. There were a bunch of pictures of that day, including one Garth had taken of him where he looked like an absolute dork.

Wow, they must have been at least a year or so older, he had totally forgotten about them. Now, he couldn’t just put the phone down and resume his work. He debated with himself (very briefly) if he could afford a break or not and then flopped down on the floor covered in cardboard boxes to look through the rest of the gallery.

Most of the pictures were cases related, articles and crime scenes, then a bunch of landscapes, an amazing looking burger from that joint in Texas.

There was one with Cas that he had taken one night. Dean’s face was on the foreground, on the left, and he was making a funny face, his index finger to his lips. The red couch was visible behind his shoulders and Cas was by his side, his face turned towards the television screen and lighted by it.

They had been cooped up in Dean’s cave for nearly four hours and all that time Sam was freaking out because he didn’t know where they were and he couldn’t find them. When Dean had checked his phone, he had found fourteen missed calls and a bunch of texts. He had sent him that picture back and written shh it's movie night.

Sam had come bursting through the door two seconds later and bitched at him for fifteen minutes for having his phone on silent and then stayed and watched Back to the Future III with them.

This was before he and Cas even got together – well, officially at least.

It felt like so long ago, back when they were all: fingers brushing, intense gazing, losing track of time when alone together. They were so clueless.

It had sorted itself out though. A couple of weeks after that, Dean had fallen asleep on Cas’ shoulder and Cas had spent the rest of the night holding him and he had done that every night since.

Dean smiled and scrolled down, back in time.

More photos on the road, book pages, his car against a pretty sunset. Then a group selfie that they sent to Jody for her birthday. Sam and Eileen were still living at the bunker then and Sam was holding the phone, on account of having three feet long arms. They were standing in the kitchen, Eileen right next to him, under his other arm and Dean next to Eileen.

Cas had appeared on the door as they were getting in position so Sam he had told him to hurry up, get in the frame and he had come to stand next to Dean, stiff like a statue. Sam had said, a little closer, so Dean had slung an arm around his neck and pulled him towards him.

Right when Sam had been about to snap it, Cas had grabbed Dean’s hand, that was dangling over his shoulder. So of course, in the picture Dean looked like a total idiot, with his eyes wide and his lips slightly parted in surprise. He had even stopped breathing a little and Cas next to him had the audacity to look totally oblivious. Dean zoomed in on his face and cackled at himself. God, and what was up with that haircut he had, did he even look at himself in the mirror.

He went on.

A few rows below there was another selfie. It was just him this time and it was terrible, the sunlight making the picture look all wrong, like there was a filter on it. It was a vertical shot that showed just about his face and shoulders.

It had been early in the morning, he was bleary-eyed and there was a little wrinkle in between his eyebrows because he had been in the car waiting for Sam to come back with their coffee for twenty minutes.

Cas had texted him out of the blue, Can you send me a picture of you? and Dean had snapped it and sent it without thinking and then he had written, what do you need it for and Cas had written back, I just miss you. Dean had almost dropped his phone, then put it away and not looked at it until late that night. Yeah, it hadn’t been one of his best moments.

Finally he had managed to pull out the conversation again. He had typed and deleted miss you too and same and same, man about a thousand times and then ended up writing your turn now.

He remembered that Cas had been quick to reply with an even worse shot than the one he had sent. Some blurry picture he had taken under a streetlight, his face wearing an intense expression, as if he needed to focus to tap once on a screen. Still, Dean had looked at it for an hour before he had gone to sleep. What a sap.

Thinking of that photo reminded him of another one. He wondered if? It took a while to find it, but it was there, almost at the end of the gallery, right after a picture of Jody in a ridiculous sun hat from when they all went to the beach for the weekend.

It was there. Their first selfie together. He snorted out loud.

He had been pacing in the map room, cursing at his phone that was stuck with the camera open. He was trying everything and it just wouldn’t close.

Cas had come look over his shoulder while Dean had been furiously tapping, and that was when the screen had frozen and flashed and the result of that was a picture of the two of them from the most unflattering angle, frowning down at the phone. Two half faces, Dean on the right, Cas on the left. Dean thought it was hilarious.

Cas had said, “I think you took a picture,” because he was a great help as usual and Dean had said, “Yeah, no shit Cas,” and eventually had to restart the phone to make it work again.

He couldn’t believe that had happened more than two years ago.

“I’m done with the inventory of the herbs. Are you done in here?” said Cas, poking his head in from the hallway. Dean very obviously wasn’t done, but he was still smiling, so Cas said, “What is it?” and came to crouch beside him to peer at his phone and the infamous selfie, “Why did we take this?”

Dean laughed, “We didn’t. My phone was acting up.”

"And you kept it?"

"Yeah, of course I kept it," Dean said, tilting his phone away, as if Cas would jump him to delete it.

Cas had other priorities. He kissed his temple.

"Okay," he said amused, then, "Do you need help? Charlie is coming over in an hour to set up the - cables."

There were no cables. Cas clearly didn’t know what he was talking about, but Dean had no idea of what Charlie was supposed to do either, so.

"No, just - wait, let's take a picture," he said, grabbing his sleeve before he could get up. Cas settled once again next to him and Dean opened the camera and held his phone up, then got his other arm around Cas’ shoulders.

The light was not great, like anywhere else in the bunker and they looked exhausted after a day's work but still, not a bad sight, if Dean could say so himself.

He focused on Cas on the screen, the little smile on his lips.

He grinned. He was gonna spend the rest of his life with that face, he thought. Jesus.

"Dean?" Cas called, after another moment of nothing.

"Alright, alright," he said and snapped the picture.

@bend-me-shape-me said #deancassummerprompts21 and I said YES

#deancassummerprompts21 #deancas #deancas ficlet #fwf #as in finale? what finale?#i couldnt decide on what idea to focus on so i kept them all #incredibly on time for once #i just didn't want to edit it too much cause i like it????#yeah i know weird #it was fun #my writing

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calcifermovesthecastle · 4 years

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With a S/O who was recently kidnapped

Obviously TW kidnapping

P4JOTARO

-As soon as you’re safe, and as soon as you’re ready, he’s by your side. If you want to talk about it, he’ll listen, but if you don’t, he’ll just sit with you, his presence a much needed comfort.

-”Would you feel safer staying with me for a while? You don’t have to, but the option is there.”

-He really wants you to though, so he can keep an eye on you.

-Having trouble sleeping? He’s right there, you can curl up against him. He’s not going to push you away.

-Terrified of being alone? He doesn’t mind if you’re constantly with him. You two don’t even have to talk. He’ll just be company if that’s what you need. If he’s not in the room, he’ll have Star Platinum watch over you.

-He knows the moment you’re dissociating, and he’ll come sit next to you and wrap an arm around you, rocking you back and forth.

-The little things trigger you? He’ll do everything he can to make a safe space for you until you’re okay. It doesn’t matter how long it takes, he’s there to help.

-On especially hard days, where you’re completely freaking out, reliving the horrible things that happened to you, tears streaming down your face, he’s going to wrap a blanket around you, get you to drink some water, put on a movie or show you enjoy, and cocoon you with his body, gently easing any tension you’re holding in your body, wiping the tears off your face.

-If you fall asleep on him, that’s okay. You’re exhausted. You need rest. He’s got you

JOSUKE

-Oh god he’s so worried.

-His mind is going a million miles an hour.

-He shows up at the police station the minute he knows you’re there and safe and you literally fly into his arms the moment you see him, sobbing into his chest.

-To see you this shaken, literally trembling like a leaf, he’s livid that this even happened. He’s going to hold you close and bury his face in your hair

-His heart is pounding, but he’s got you. He won’t let go.

-”Please, please, come stay with me, babe.” His voice will break, and hell tighten his arms around you, taking a shaky breath.

-He holds you so close at night, burying his face in your shoulder and keeping his arms tight around you while you two sleep. His presence is actually very comforting and calming, no matter how actually scared he is.

-On really bad days, he’ll cup your face in his hands, peer into your eyes, and make you focus on him. He’ll draw your attention away from anything else, and talk to you in a soft voice.

-”Hey, you’re safe now. You’re okay, I’m right here. I’m going to protect you. Nobody is going to hurt you anymore, okay? Hey, listen to me. It’s okay. I’ve got you. I won’t let go.”

BUCCIARATI

-You would be found almost instantly.

-He’s immediately by your side, undoing your bonds, checking you over for injuries, pulling you against him when you burst into tears.

-It pains him to see you so broken, so scared, and he escorts you out and to his home, having his gang take care of the rest.

-He draws you a bath, coaxing you into the water and sitting on the side of the tub, stroking your hair.

-”You’re safe now, my bella. I wont let anything else happen to you.” His voice is going to be so quiet, his movements so gentle. He’s going to be whatever you need.

-He’ll tell you he’s going to have you stay with him for a while, just so he can keep an eye on you. He doesn’t want this to happen again, he’s so angry that this happened to you, that you’re so traumatized. You wont be able to tell, though. He’ll never show it around you.

-On bad days, He’s going to make you tea pull you into his lap, and have you listen to his heartbeat to calm you down. If you’re having trouble sleeping, he’s going to pull you against him and murmur comforting words into your hair, easing the tension in your body with his hands and lull you back to sleep.

-He’s going to be essential in your recovery process. He’s such an anchoring personality. His presence is reassuring and calming

-”You can go home whenever you like, bella, or you can stay here as long as you need. I’m willing to help in whatever way you need.”

JOHNNY (I need more Johnny content ngl)

-He’s going to have Gyro take you away from the place, and he’s going to kill whoever took you. He won’t let you watch, he’s not gonna give you more trauma

-Gyro isnt gonna let you ride his horse ffs that’s literally one of his character points

-Once Johnny’s taken care of everything, he’s going to be right by your side with anything you need.

-He’s going to wrap his arms around you and press his lips into your forehead, telling you that you’re always gonna be safe around him.

-He’ll stroke your hair, letting you cry if you need to. If you’re in shock, he’s going to grab his winter coat out and wrap it around you.

-He’ll make you tea and coax it down your throat, letting you lean against his chest.

-On bad days, he’ll let you ride in front of him on Slow Dancer (Its not out of character for him lol) and wrap his arms around you, pressing his chest into your back. You’re protected from all sides this way, and he can help calm you down easier.

-”It’s okay, sweetheart. It’s Okay. You’re safe. What do you need? I’ll get it for you. Lean back into me, I’ve got you now.”

-He’s very warm and comforting, and you can tell he cares deeply. He’s going to be there every step of the way to help you move on.

-At night, he’ll pull you against him, pointing up at the stars and distracting you with gentle words and his knowledge of the constellations that are visible.

GYRO

-He’s angry. Livid that this happened. You can bet your ass he’s going to do everything in his power to find you. As soon as he does, you’re safe. Your kidnappers? Not so much.

-He gets you to a safe location, checking you over for any injuries, patching you up if needed.

-Has no qualms about holding you in his lap and calming you down from any panic attacks you have, stilling your thrashing body with his steel balls spinning into the base of your spine. he’ll rub the back of your neck and murmur words of comfort to in a gentle tone

-He’s going to make sure you’re eating enough and getting enough fluids. No, you cannot ride his horse. But it’s okay, because he’ll stop and dismount the second that you indicate that you need him.

-On bad days afterwards, he’ll take you on short walks, singing to you quietly and keeping an arm secured around your waist. If you’re in tears, he’ll cup your face into his hands and wipe them away, speaking in italian. It’s actually very helpful.

-If you’re having trouble falling asleep, he’ll hum absentmindedly and give you gentle massages, your head on his chest so you can hear his heart and breathe with him.

-He’s always warm, so if he’s holding you and you’re exhausted, you’re going to fall asleep. Good. You need your rest.

-He’ll teach you what he knows about anything, honestly. As long as you’re preoccupied, not thinking about it, you can reach some semblance of okay. If you need to talk about it, he’ll listen. He’ll talk with you.

-”Tesoro, you’re okay. You’re so strong, you’re doing wonderful. Could you eat for me? Have something to drink. Good, good. I’m here for you, whatever you need. You can lean on me.”

#jjba #jojo's #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo headcanons #jjba headcanons #Jotaro Kujo #Josuke Higashikata #Bruno Bucciarati #Johnny Joestar #Gyro Zeppeli #tw kidnapping #tw trauma

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sigurdjarlson · 4 years

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Crack post #5757(8(

Goofy Drunk off her ass Carol is something I need

Because we know she’s got some naughty sense of humor that we absolutely do not see enough of (girl is a freak. I know it. You know it. Ezekiel and Tobin know it. Daryl will hopefully eventually know it)

My sassy, naughty little goofball with absolutely no inhibition lmao. Just being a lil pervert and flirting shamelessly with Daryl who’s doing his best to keep an eye on her but she’s unknowingly torturing him.

—-

Carol laying there on the ground: I know Daryl’s dick is big. I know it. I know it’s big. Oh god..my heart hurts.

Daryl: ...who are you talking to..?

Carol: God. Do you mind?

—-

Daryl: why the hell are ya on the floor?

Carol: don’t tell me how to live my life, Daryl Dixon.

Daryl: you can’t get up can you?

Carol: of course I can

Daryl: hm

Carol: ...no, I can’t. Please help me up.

—

Daryl: you shouldn’t drink so fast

Carol: what are you? THE DRunK POLIce? Are you gonna frisk next? Handcuff me? ...bend me over a police car and-

Daryl: not gonna lie I’m questioning every minute you’ve spent alone with Rick now

—

Carol: there’s only one seat I want in this room and it’s right there.

Daryl: ..ya want me to get up?

Carol: *points at his face* no, that one right there

Daryl: *confused spluttering*

Carol: or there *points at his crotch* I’m not picky. :)

—

Carol: I miss it..I miss it so much, Daryl

Daryl perking up thinking she might be finally opening up to him: ..miss what?

Carol: my vibrator :(

Daryl: ....

Carol: it’s been 10 years but..

Daryl: ...

Carol: I still miss it every single day

Daryl: ...

Carol: it was a good vibrator. Got me through my orgasmless marriage..rip you wonderful little vibrating purple dick you..

Daryl with his face in his hands: fucking Christ

—

Carol: there’s nothing going on between me and Daryl

Negan: you’re sitting on his lap

Carol: ...I sit on everyone’s laps. Platonically.

Negan: alright come on over here-

Daryl growling and wrapping his arms around her middle: No.

—

Carol: I don’t usually drink because I might say things I shouldn’t

Daryl: pfft you already do that

Carol .. to you

Daryl, his heart skipping a beat: ..yeah? Like what?

Carol cupping his face in her hands: your arms are one of the seven natural wonders of this world

Daryl: oh..uh...what happened to the one I replaced?

Carol: gone

Daryl: gone?

Carol: *petting his biceps* so gone.

—

Carol: *sprawling out across Daryl’s lap* so, I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna try.

Daryl with the utmost softness: Good. That’s all I’m askin’ of ya.

Carol: you’re the one I tell. *gently taps his nose* You.

Daryl: Yep. I’m here for ya.

Carol: okay here goes nothing

Daryl: ...

Carol: Im in love with you and have been for 10 goddamn years. I also want to ride you like a horse.

Daryl weakly as he tries to wrap his head around both of those statements: ...fuck, okay. Shit. Uh..That’s a..good start but can we try to..spread out the telling next time?!

—

Carol: lets play a game

Daryl: fine, tell me somethin’ I don’t know bout you?

Carol: No gag reflex

Daryl: you’re fuckin’ killing me here, Carol. Is that what ya want? To kill me? Because you are.

—

Carol: I’m going to be 100% honest with you from here on out

Daryl: Good. How are you feeling?

Carol: Horny. You?

Daryl: .... me too

—

Carol: maybe it’s because I’ve been in love with you for 10 fucking years, Daryl.

Daryl: wait what?

Carol: I....I wasn’t talking to you.

Daryl: Carol, I’m the only one here. You were lookin’ me in the eyes while you said it. You said my name.

Carol: I was talking to that...ghost behind you. Meryl. God I love you, Meryl.

Daryl: .... *sighs*

——-

Carol: lets go on a road trip

Daryl: New Mexico?

Carol: no, everywhere.

Daryl, humoring her: whole country huh? What are we gonna do?

Carol: I don’t know. Maybe we could fuck in all 50 states

Daryl: ...

#twd blogging #twd crack #unless..#*stares at my note app* the urge to write increases with svery shitpost #caryl

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ghoulangerlee · 5 years

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jerevin but it's like... jeremy can't believe half the things that come out of gavin's mouth. like sometimes he says things and it makes no sense but jeremy's here loving his bf regardless

Now with an AO3 link for archiving purposes

star, you are a genius. this ties in beautifully with something I was talking about with a friend earlier so thank them for giving me creative outlet to Create this. also that phenomenal emotional support cowboy art had a hand in this too.

now tell me if you’ve heard this before. fahc jerevin pining and misunderstandings. got your attention? nice.

(jeremy’s sort of worried that gavin’s pulling his leg; after all, the golden boy wanting to date someone like him?)

also, my ko-fi link if you liked this and wanna support me

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“Hi there, I’m here to bail the one in the purple and orange out,” A friendly voice says, and Jeremy startles, glancing up from where he’d been counting the gouges in the ratty cement wall of his cell, to see a man standing by the front desk, training a thousand watt smile towards the cop sitting there.

Of course, it’s the Vagabond–not that Jeremy’s ever seen him out of his mask (barring this very moment), but he knows that voice.

Not that he says anything, not until he’s been released and he’s pulling the ridiculous white cowboy hat back onto his head as they walk out of the LSPD station, “Geoff sent you to bail me out?” he asks, trying to keep his voice casual, trying not to show fear, because he’d fucked up, gotten caught and if Geoff had bailed him out, then he was probably angry.

“Nah,” the Vagabond says, shoving his hands into his pockets–he’s wearing a soft hoodie and horrific dad jeans and Jeremy wonders if that’s part of his cover. “Gavin did. Came to me and said ‘Ryan, I need you to go bail Jeremy out, Ryan.’” he said pitching his voice squeaky, intoning a bad British accent, “‘He’s my emotional support cowboy and I need him, Ryan.’”

Though shocked, Jeremy has enough sense to notice the fondness in Ryan’s voice, the way he rolls his eyes even though he doesn’t seem all too mad. “He said that?” he asks lightly.

“Yeah,” Ryan says, “And since I’m the only one the LSPD hasn’t seen, thus, I can bail you out with no issue, Gavin asked me to come.”

Jeremy, still reeling by the revelation that of all people, the Golden Boy paid to bail him out, nearly stumbles into a trash can. “Wait,” he says suddenly, stopping, “What the fuck is an emotional support cowboy?”

“There you are!” Gavin says happily the second he steps into Geoff’s penthouse with Ryan, throwing his arms around Jeremy’s neck and knocking his hat askew, “My lovely cowboy,” he croons, grinning at him.

Jeremy has to bite back the urge to wrap his arms around Gavin, because, while he’d only been with the crew for a few weeks now; he’s had this stupid and terrible thing for one of the LSPD’s most wanted criminals for over a year now.

(Which, funnily enough, started out as an almost hero worship type thing where Jeremy, younger, stupider Jeremy had wanted to be like the Golden Boy, but now, older and still slightly stupid Jeremy just wants to be with the Golden Boy.)

“Hey Gav,” he finally manages, weakly, hoping he can pass the flush of his skin off to the heat of the day or the fact he’d spent the past few days in jail, “What’d you call me?”

Gavin just grins wider, finally pulling away and tipping his hat back down properly, “My cowboy,” he says again. “Michael’s my boi but you’re my cowboy.”

(And Jeremy tries to ignore the slight twist in his chest, of course, Gavin’s the type who’d come up with a dumb nickname for his crew members.)

“Right,” Jeremy says, slowly, “You do realize I’m from the North East, right?”

Gavin just hums, uses two fingers to push Jeremy’s hat down further over his face, “You wear a cowboy hat, love,” he teases, and before Jeremy can unpack that, Gavin’s bounding away deeper into the penthouse, yelling out Geoff’s name.

“That was weird,” Jeremy says to Ryan, who’d been watching the whole thing with nothing but amusement. “Also you,” he rounds on the other man, eager to change the subject, “What the fuck is up with your face?”

Ryan raises an eyebrow at Jeremy, “Uh huh, wanna elaborate?”

Jeremy waves a hand at Ryan’s everything, “You look like a normal dude.”

“Oh,” Ryan says, “Normal dude,” he repeats. “What, you thought I was the Vagabond 24/7?”

Jeremy blinks, very slowly, deliberately, like Ryan is stupid, because maybe, just maybe, Ryan is the stupid one here, “Well, kinda seemed that way when you skulk around here with a mask and a leather jacket all the time.”

Ryan laughs, actually throws his head back and laughs, hand coming out to grasp Jeremy’s shoulder as if he needs the anchor to keep himself upright, “Jeremy,” he manages out between bits of laughter, “Oh Jeremy. Gavin trusts you.” he says, as if that makes any sense to Jeremy, who feels like his whole world’s gone upside down.

“Right,” Jeremy, says, “Okay. Sure. Thanks? I guess? For showing me your face. Now I won’t freak out next time some weirdo off the street walks into the police station to bail me out.”

Ryan just squeezes his shoulder before letting go, “Gavin wouldn’t have sent some weirdo to bail you out,” he says mysteriously, before heading further into the penthouse, effectively cutting all conversation.

“Right,” Jeremy says to himself.

“Cowboy,” A smooth, voice croons close to Jeremy’s ear, making the poor guy jump and whirl around, gun pressed just between the open collar of Gavin’s stupid shirt, “Oh love, are you that happy to see me?”

Jeremy swears, nearly drops the gun in his haste to pull it away, “Gavin,” he says. “Don’t sneak up on me like that!?”

Gavin just smiles, tilts his head, “You wouldn’t have shot me,” he says, matter of fact, and Jeremy almost admires him for his trust, if he weren’t a fucking idiot.

“Right,” Jeremy says, pushing the safety back on his gun before placing it down on the table behind him, “Did you need me for something?” he asks, confused as to why Gavin of all people would seek him out. “A job?”

Gavin hums, moving around Jeremy to grab the white cowboy hat off the table, “Somewhat,” he says, reaching out and placing it on Jeremy’s head, humming again, this one sounding more pleased. “You really do make a good cowboy, Jeremy.”

Jeremy snorts, half shoves Gavin out of the way, “I’m from the North East, and I’ve never ridden a horse in my life.”

Gavin mutters something that suspiciously sounds like ‘save a horse and ride a cowboy’, but Jeremy chooses to ignore it. “Jeremy,” Gavin says, serious, “I know you’re not a cowboy, but I’ve got your attention now, don’t I?”

Jeremy stops, splutters, stutters out a, “Wait, what!?” and then he narrows his eyes, “What are you talking about?”

A sigh, heavy and a bit weary, Gavin mutters out an I’m too sober for this, before plastering on a big smile, “Jeremy, I wanna take you out on a date, Jeremy.”

He laughs, arms wrapped around his belly, half bent over laugh that has him unsteady on his feet, “Oh my god,” he says. “What a good joke, Gav.” he stops though, when he sees the look on Gavin’s face, something serious, “Gav?” he asks.

“I’m serious, Jeremy,” Gavin says, “I want to take you out on a proper date.”

He opens his mouth, closes it, repeats the action several times and then, “I’m not that easy, Gavin.” Jeremy finally says. “You’ll have to try harder than that.”

The serious look is replaced by something new, something determined and Gavin grins, the same sort of grin he gives to sleazy targets, or people he’s talking to at a bar after he’s had a few drinks, “Try harder, huh?” he asks. “Sure thing, Jeremy!” he says, happily, hooking an arm through Jeremy’s, “Come now, let’s go. Geoff’s got a job for us.”

There’s a sharp knock at his front door several days later and Jeremy squints, standing up from the couch, he’s got at least one knife on him if things go south, but the likelihood of someone trying to gut him here is low, he thinks as he takes a moment to peer out of the peephole, pulling back and rolling his eyes, “Gavin,” he says, opening the door. “Surprised to see you out in these parts.”

Gavin’s grinning, wearing a vest of all things, over a black, long sleeved button up and nice slacks, there’s no obnoxious jewelry and his hair is sort of tamed, “Hello Jeremy,” he says, bouncing on his toes, “Go get dressed, Jeremy,” he continues, and like everything else he does, he pushes his way passed Jeremy, shoving a half of a dozen of roses into his arms as he steps into Jeremy’s apartment. “We’re going to dinner, Jeremy!”

It takes a couple of minutes for Jeremy’s brain to catch up, the scent of roses strong in his nose, “What?” he asks, “Dinner?” he squints at Gavin, who’s now standing over by his couch, tapping his foot. “Gavin, if you wanted to grab dinner, you could have texted or something.”

Gavin just huffs, crosses his arms for a moment before letting them drop down to his sides, “Please, Jeremy?” he asks.

Jeremy takes one look at the flowers in his arms and then at Gavin and the fight leaves his body, “Let me go put these in some water and then I’ll get dressed, buddy,” he says softly.

Gavin’s smile is bright and Jeremy’s stomach flutters helplessly and not because of hunger.

“I had a lovely time tonight, Jeremy,” Gavin says as they take the stairs up to Jeremy’s third floor apartment, surprisingly the gentleman, as he opens the door to the stairwell.

Jeremy, surprising himself, had a great time as well, and Gavin beams when he says as much, stopping at his door, “Do you wanna come in?” he asks, because it’s been a while for him and while he doesn’t want to get his hopes up, he’s pretty sure this is a date.

Gavin hums softly, “Not tonight, Cowboy,” he murmurs, stepping close to Jeremy. “Not after the first date,” he whispers, looking down at Jeremy with something serious in his eyes, “Not with you,” he adds and Jeremy can see the slight flush on his cheeks.

“Gav…” Jeremy whispers back, and then, Gavin’s lips are pressed lightly to Jeremy’s and Jeremy makes a sort of noise in his throat that he’ll vehemently deny later, but has Gavin pulling away with a little smile.

They stand there, and for a moment, Jeremy thinks Gavin’s going to kiss him again, but instead, he just makes a sort of shooing motion, “Go on, open your door, Jeremy. Let me see you off like a proper gentleman.”

He sort of laughs then, a soft, fond little huff, “Right,” he says, shaking his head. “Gentleman Gavvy Free,” he teases, turning to unlock his door, stepping into the doorway once he’s got it open, “You’ve seen me off, kind sir.”

Gavin grins, stepping close and pressing a kiss to his cheek this time, “Good night, Jeremy,” he murmurs. “I’ll text you next time.”

Next time, turns out to be a week or so later, after several long jobs and setups for various smaller scale heists, Jeremy’s still feeling some extra energy from the latest job he’d been on with Ryan, so when Gavin texts him the name of a movie theater, he fires back asking for a rain check.

The answer doesn’t come right away, but soon, there’s the address to a gas station (he finds out when he looks it up, somewhere just inside the outer edges of the Fakes’ territory) and a time, ‘ill bring the guns, you just wear a mask and your hat, cowboy’ comes shortly after, followed by several heart emojis of different colors.

Jeremy exhales loudly, dropping down onto his couch as he stares at his phone, wondering what he’s gotten himself into.

Jeremy forgets his mask, by accident, of course, but also because it doesn’t quite fit along with the hat, and as much as he’s confused by it, he really likes Gavin calling him cowboy.

Not that Gavin seems to be disappointed by the lack of mask, in fact, he just grins wide and moves close to him once they’re hidden by the shadows of the alley, and at first, Jeremy thinks Gavin’s going to kiss him, but he doesn’t, instead, he presses a shotgun into his hands, “Let’s go get ‘em, Cowboy,” he murmurs in his space.

A nod, slow, and as the adrenaline sets in, Jeremy feels the urge to grab Gavin close and kiss him, but he doesn’t instead, he focuses on the task, lets Gavin take the lead as they step into the store.

The robbery happens quick, a small store like that doesn’t have much money, but Gavin takes his time picking through the meager alcohol collection before choosing some cheap bottle of gas station wine, even as the sound of police sirens get louder.

“Ready to run, love?” Gavin asks, looking over at Jeremy and Jeremy grins, tightening his grip on the bag of money.

It takes about three hours, one in which they spent crouched behind several trashcans in a residential area, but they finally make it back to Jeremy’s apartment complex without any police tails.

Gavin hands him half of the money as well as the rest of the cheap wine as they stand by Jeremy’s door, “I had tons of fun, love,” he says, and then he’s leaning in, pressing a slightly off center kiss to his mouth before pulling away. “Unlock your door, yeah? Just like last time,” he urges.

And just like last time, Gavin kisses his cheek and sees him off properly.

“I heard you and Gavin went on a little robbery last night,” Geoff says the next day, sitting across from him at the conference room’s table.

Jeremy hums, waving him off, studying a map of the airport.

“It was a date,” Michael says, and something about the way he says date has Jeremy freezing.

Something about the way Geoff says Oh has Jeremy tensing and looking up from the map, both Geoff and Michael are looking at him now, as if they’re studying him.

And Jeremy, Jeremy wants to say something but finds himself frozen, frozen all to hell and suddenly he feels stupid because of course they haven’t been real dates, of course it’s been Gavin fucking with him. Of fucking course.

Jack walks in just then, breaking Michael and Geoff’s concentration and Jeremy sinks down into his chair, hoping the map in front of him is enough to distract himself from his rapidly breaking heart.

Like any good man, Jeremy does the only acceptable thing in this situation, he avoids Gavin and ignores his text messages.

Because he knows now, this is some shitty initiation. Gavin’s been tasked to mess around, to haze the new guy.

Of course.

As if Jeremy could ever get so lucky as to have Gavin be genuinely interested in him.

Unfortunately for Jeremy, divine intervention comes in the form of a Ryan Haywood knocking at his apartment door at eight PM exactly, looking like a fucking washed up Abercrombie model.

“Jeremy,” He says very seriously after he’d let himself in and helped himself to the donuts Jeremy had gotten earlier to eat and wallow in his own self pity. “Jeremy, you and I need to talk.”

Jeremy sighs, goes over to the couch and downs the rest of his beer, sinking into the cushions like a chastised child.

“Jeremy, I think there’s some misunderstanding here, and I’m here to clear it up because you are an idiot, and so is Gavin.” Ryan says as he picks his way though a boston cream filled doughnut. “Which is fine when you’re together, because that means you two cancel each other out, but when you’re separate, you two reek of idiot and shitty communication.”

“Ryan, I don’t mean to be blunt, but do you have a point?” Jeremy asks, wincing at how whiny his voice sounds.

Ryan glares over at him, “Shush you,” he says. “You don’t get to talk because you’re being an idiot.” He polishes off the rest of the doughnut and Jeremy wonders how Ryan hasn’t gained at least twelve pounds (like Jeremy did, just ordering the donuts.) “Gavin trusts you,” he continues cryptically, “Gavin’s trust isn’t lightly earned, either.”

Jeremy watches as Ryan, finished with the donuts, pulls a chair from the dining table and places it in the living room, sitting on it so he can fix Jeremy with a look.

“Gavin also likes you,” Ryan says. “Which has absolutely nothing to do with trust, but I’m trying to hammer the point home that you’re hurting him by ignoring him. And if you keep doing it, you’re going to lose his trust and then we’re going to stop trusting you to do things.” He leans forward, looking serious, “I’m not saying that your position on the crew depends on whether or not you date Gavin, but it depends on whether or not you trust him.” He pauses to let the words sink in, “If you can’t trust that his actions are sincere in your personal lives, then how can you trust that he’ll have your back during a job.”

Rightfully, Ryan doesn’t give Jeremy a chance to speak, because, as Jeremy’s learned within the last few minutes, he hasn’t earned the right quite yet.

“I’ve spoken with Gavin too, so don’t think you’re special. Because clearly, when Gavin picked you for the crew, he picked you from the same idiot barn he hails from.” Ryan’s on a roll now, and Jeremy’s sure there’ll be several more insults that spill from his lips within the next few minutes, so he just sits back and let’s Ryan wind himself up.

“I told him to stop being so cryptic, that he should just tell you,” Ryan continues, pitching his voice louder, like he knows that Jeremy’s only half paying attention to him, “But Ryan, what if he thinks I’m doing it coz I feel sorry for him, Ryan,” he says, mocking Gavin, “I don’t wanna lose him, Ryan,” he stops suddenly, shoulders dropping as he sighs. “Look, Jeremy,” he says. “If you don’t have feelings for Gavin, that’s fine. But I feel like you do, and if they’re anything like the feelings I know Gavin has for you, then you should just talk to him.” He finishes, and then, “Please.”

Jeremy swallows heavily, “Right, yeah,” he says and feels a sort of itching under his skin, digs his fingers into his jeans, feeling the shape of his phone in his pocket, “Hey, Ryan?” he asks, and when Ryan tilts his head, he exhales, “Look, I don’t want to be a dick but uh. Leave? Thank you for the talk, but there’s something I need to uh. Take care of.”

Ryan gets this look on his face and stands up from the chair, taking it back over to the table, “Jack owes me money,” he says, mostly to himself, and then he grabs the box of donuts from the counter, “I’m taking these as payment.”

Jeremy waves him away, “Sure, sure, I paid the troll toll,” he says as he types out a gavin im a fucking idiot please come over and sends it (first to Geoff, by accident, because his hands are shaking a bit too much) and then to Gavin, who thankfully doesn’t send him a laughing emoji like Geoff, but instead, sends back an ok that has the nerves in his stomach doing some sort of riverdance.

Gavin looks hesitant when he shows up only twenty minutes later and Jeremy’s immediately pulling him into the apartment, “We’re both stupid,” he say, apropos to nothing and then he’s leaning forward and kissing Gavin firm on the lips.

(And thankfully, Gavin kisses back right away and Jeremy gets to wrap his arms around Gavin and hold him.)

Jeremy groans as he’s shoved face first into the hood of an LSPD car, forehead bouncing off the metal.

“Excuse me,” Jeremy hears, “That’s my emotional support cowboy,” and then there’s the heavy weight of a dead body against his back for a moment before Gavin’s there, helping him stand properly.

“Really, Gav?” He asks weakly, sure the cut on his forehead is bleeding worse now, and Gavin just beams at him from behind those ridiculous sunglasses of his, looking as stupidly gorgeous as ever.

#ragehappy #x: jerevin #jerevin #uhhhhhhhhhhhhh surprise #also this is full of stupid and my stupid hcs for fahc #also there's technically a jeremwoodvin sequel because ryan wants the two for one special from the idiot barn #staranon95

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I’m still breathing, Chapter 6

‘Have you revealed her powers yet?’ Fury asked Natasha. He’d called her and Tony into his office for an update on the young mutant.

‘Not yet, no.’ She shook her head.

‘Why not? It’s been almost 4 months now. It shouldn’t take this long.’ He frowned.

‘Why is it such a rush?’ Tony asked.

Fury sighed and ran a hand down his face. ‘SHIELD have been pressuring me to find out.’

‘Why are they so desperate to know? They aren’t going to use her for experiments, are they?’ Natasha glared at her boss.

‘No… I don’t know. All I do know, is that they are pushing me for an answer.’

Natasha and Tony shared an uneasy look.

‘Well, if they dare try to use her for some experimental crap, they will have to go through us first. She’s family now.’ Tony growled and stormed from the room, with Natasha quickly following behind.

Loki was in the lab with Tony and Bruce again later that day. They were working on a new machine that was supposed to show any abnormalities within humans, to show any mutations forming. They hoped it would help Sophie.

‘She’s really starting to freak out about being a mutant of late.’ Loki sighed.

‘It must be annoying, not knowing what her powers are. It could be anything.’ Bruce said as he tightened up a screw.

‘Am I right in saying that there was a period where the mutants were seen as parasites? And used for experimentations?’ Loki asked.

‘Yes. Not that long ago, actually. It was only three years ago that a new law was passed in favour of them. Claiming that unless they broke the law, they were to be treated the same as all humans.’ Bruce nodded.

‘No wonder she’s freaking out. Three years? That’s still pretty fresh. And you mortals aren’t exactly known for sticking to the law.’

‘Says the god that killed hundreds of people.’ Bruce countered.

‘Touché!’

Loki looked over at Tony, who was sat at one of the desks drumming his fingers repeatedly. He frowned and called out to him. ‘Oi. Stark. You could be helping us instead of sitting on your backside doing nothing.’ He snarled.

‘Yeah, you are awfully quiet. Is everything ok?’ Bruce asked.

‘Yes, fine. Let’s just get this finished.’ Tony stood up and went to join them.

‘Liar.’

‘Excuse me?’ Tony turned to Loki and glared at him.

‘You are forgetting who you are talking with, Stark.’ Loki said in warning, folding his arms over his chest.

Bruce looked between them both, but had to side with Loki on this one. ‘Come on, Tony. If there’s something up we need to know. We are supposed to be a team.’

Tony sighed. ‘Fury pulled me and Nat in to give him a briefing on Sophie’s progress.’

‘So?’ Bruce frowned, not getting it yet.

‘He said that SHIELD are putting pressure on him to find out what her mutation is. But he doesn’t know why. Natasha and I just find that a bit… Worrying.’

Loki felt his stomach swirl, not in the good way. ‘They are planning to experiment, aren’t they?’ He snapped.

‘We don’t know yet. But we won’t let that happen, I already warned Fury of that.’

‘I don’t get it. There are plenty of mutants out there, some even work for SHIELD. Why would they want Sophie?’ Bruce asked.

‘I don’t know. Not to mention it is illegal now, as you said.’ Tony shrugged and grabbed the spanner from him.

‘I don’t like this.’ Loki said.

‘Neither do I. But there isn’t anything we can do until we know more.’

As if on cue, Sophie entered the lab. The three looked at each other and silently agreed to keep quiet for the meantime.

‘Hello, poppet. Just in time, look what we are working on.’ Loki said with a grin as he went over to greet her. He reached out and took her hand in his, giving her a squeeze and leading her over to join them.

Tony smirked and he shared a knowing look with Bruce. They didn’t realise that Sophie was now ok with Loki’s touch. Though it wasn’t exactly surprising to them, what with how close the two were becoming.

Sophie often reached for Loki’s hand, just for some comfort. Often if they were in the living room, having been talked into watching a film with the rest of the group, Sophie would seek out Loki’s hand secretly to hold.

The three showed Sophie what they’d done so far with the machine. She was impressed, and also warmed that they were putting so much effort into something to try and help her.

The four of them all went for breakfast afterwards. Loki and Sophie sat alone at the table nearest the door, which was becoming their spot.

‘I’m thinking of going out later.’ Sophie blurted out.

‘Oh? Where are you going?’ Loki asked.

‘Well, I don’t really know. But I feel I’m ready. I just need to push myself a little… I was kind of wondering if you would like to come with me?’ She asked quietly, unsure on what his answer would be.

‘I would love to.’

‘Are you sure? Only if you aren’t busy. I mean, I’m sure you have better’

Loki cut her off from saying anything else. ‘Even if I was busy, I’d much rather spend time with you.’ He smiled assuringly at her. ‘What do you fancy doing?’

‘Uhm, I hadn’t thought of that. I don’t know, actually.’

Loki said nothing for a moment as he had a think. ‘We could just go for lunch? Then see where that takes us.’

‘Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.’ Sophie nodded.

When lunch time came around, Sophie was feeling really nervous. She didn’t want to go anymore. Her brave moment that morning had completely passed and now she just wanted to hide in her room. But unluckily for her, Loki went to seek her out.

He knocked on her door but when there was no response from her, he tried the handle but it was locked. So he just let himself in by teleporting into her room. He found her sat on her bed with her knees tucked up under her chin. She looked slightly startled at Loki appearing in her room, more so at the suit he was wearing.

‘Loki.’ She said quietly and sat up straight.

‘Come on, poppet. I know it’s scary, but you really need to do this. We will just go to the suburbs of the city, I know a nice quiet little café we can have lunch at.’ He said softly and walked over towards her.

‘I… I don’t know if I can.’

‘Surely having lunch with me isn’t so terrifying. I don’t bite, promise.’ Loki grinned and sat down on the edge of the bed next to her.

She smiled. ‘No, I don’t think you do… You know it’s not you. I’m just being silly. I know I need to take this step.’ She took a deep breath and slid over so she was sat next to Loki.

‘It’s a big step, I know. But I will be right at your side the entire time.’ Loki took a chance and he put his arm around her and gently pulled her into his side.

Sophie tensed up to start with, but then she relaxed in his embrace and leaned into him more. Loki gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze and then slid his hand up to cradle the back of her head. He started to slide his fingers softly through her hair, the pads of his fingers massaged her scalp and it felt heavenly.

‘We don’t have to go to a café if you don’t wish to. We could simply go for a walk in the park. Or go shopping. Whatever you will find easiest, we shall do.’ Loki whispered.

Sophie closed her eyes for a moment, taking in the hug. It was like her body was hyper sensitive of every little thing. His breathing, his soft touch, the warmth from his body. It made her feel something she had never felt before, it made her feel wanted. Her heart felt complete. She didn’t feel like she was a burden upon Loki.

‘A walk sounds nice.’ She said quietly after a while, though she didn’t particularly want to move.

But eventually, Loki managed to coax her out from her room and then, after more hesitation, out of the base. It wasn’t too far to the local park, Sophie was slightly surprised that Loki could drive. So it saved them having to be escorted.

‘You look surprised.’ Loki grinned knowingly.

‘I just didn’t think about people from space knowing how to drive.’ She shrugged.

‘In Asgard, we ride horses where we need to go. We do have some spaceships too. But our technology is much more advanced than here on earth, so something such as operating a car is easy.’ He said as he pulled out from the garage.

‘What is Asgard like, is it similar to here?’

‘It’s a beautiful golden city. We also have forests and mountains too. Far more scenic than here though. The bifrost is rather beautiful too, most mortals seem to love it.’

‘Bifrost?’

‘It’s a rainbow bridge.’ Loki smiled.

‘It sounds amazing… What about where you came from, you said about your heritage being a Jotun?’ Sophie asked carefully.

‘Jotunheim is… Well, it’s a dump really. Constantly snows, cold.’

‘Sounds like it was a good thing you were adopted then. I couldn’t imagine living somewhere where it constantly snows. Winter was always the worst here.’

‘How did you keep warm?’ Loki asked.

‘Through the day I would try and stay inside places, such as the library. But the problem with that was where to keep all of my things, somewhere safe and where it wouldn’t get wet.’

‘Did you not have a bag to take with you?’

‘Yes, I had a rucksack. But if you look homeless, that can be more of a hindrance than anything. If you’re in a shop, library, anywhere public really it is best to blend in. Not stick out like a sore thumb looking homeless. People call you all the names under the sun, try to harm you, chuck you out of places even if you genuinely have a little money to buy something with. I was once going into a shop when I was new to the streets, to buy a drink with some change I’d managed to save up. As soon as I stepped into the shop the security escorted me out and wouldn’t let me back in. Even though I showed them the money I had. The police half the time don’t like you and move you on. So it was best to hide my belongings somewhere safe for the day until I needed them. Obviously when you’re begging for money then you can’t not look homeless, that’s the exception.’ Sophie sighed and looked out of the window at the passing countryside.

‘I had no idea…’

‘So, there’s no homelessness on Asgard?’ Sophie turned back to look at Loki.

‘There isn’t. There is poverty, but they all have a house at least. Even if it is not much aside from a roof over their head. Odin tends to turn his blind eye to all the poverty.’

The two arrived at the park, when they got out of the car Sophie felt relieved in a way. She was glad she had been able to leave her new home, it was like a hurdle she had overcome. They had a gentle stroll through the park, talking about anything and everything.

Sophie took an interest in Loki’s Seidr, so intrigued with how he could manipulate energy to his advantage and his illusions. She loved how he spoke about his mother teaching him with such fondness, it was obvious that he loved her dearly.

‘Do you go back to Asgard often to visit?’

Loki’s face dropped at that question and he looked down as they walked. ‘No, I don’t. Thor often goes back to visit, but Odin banished me. Thor asks when I can return to visit, but Odin never responds. I think so long as The Avengers are a team, I am stuck here.’

Sophie could tell that hurt him. It made her own heart hurt for him.

‘I’m sorry... Odin sounds like an asshole.’

Loki chuckled. ‘He is. I don’t understand his reasoning for sending me back here, to the realm that I almost destroyed. Thor says he always has good reason for his actions, but I think he just a senile old fool.’

‘Well, I am kind of glad he banished you here. I wouldn’t have met you otherwise.’ Sophie smiled.

‘I am too.’ Loki smiled back at her.

He reached out and took her hand, giving her a squeeze. The two continued their walk through the park, it was nice just to talk freely as they walked. They didn’t have to worry about anyone eavesdropping on them.

Sophie was feeling very refreshed and almost like a new person when they eventually returned to base. Loki was happy to see the glow on her face. He was also proud that she managed to go out, considering how terrifying she found the thought previously.

‘Thank you so much for today, Loki. I really enjoyed it.’

‘So did I. Perhaps next time you wish to go out, we can try the café.’ Loki suggested.

‘That would be nice.’ Sophie nodded.

Loki leaned in and kissed her forehead, making her heart soar at his tenderness.

#I'm still breathing #Loki #Tom Hiddleston #fan fiction #fluffy Loki #mutant ofc

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I'm still breathing, Chapter 6

TITLE: I’m still breathing CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 6 AUTHOR: fanficshiddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine a mutant has been living on the streets for years, until she is picked up by the Avengers. She’s taken to live with them so they can help her to discover what her powers are. Loki especially, takes an interest in her. The two become very fond of one another as they discover what her power is. RATING: M

‘Have you revealed her powers yet?’ Fury asked Natasha. He’d called her and Tony into his office for an update on the young mutant.

‘Not yet, no.’ She shook her head.

‘Why not? It’s been almost 4 months now. It shouldn’t take this long.’ He frowned.

‘Why is it such a rush?’ Tony asked.

Fury sighed and ran a hand down his face. ‘SHIELD have been pressuring me to find out.’

‘Why are they so desperate to know? They aren’t going to use her for experiments, are they?’ Natasha glared at her boss.

‘No… I don’t know. All I do know, is that they are pushing me for an answer.’

Natasha and Tony shared an uneasy look.

‘She’s really starting to freak out about being a mutant of late.’ Loki sighed.

‘It must be annoying, not knowing what her powers are. It could be anything.’ Bruce said as he tightened up a screw.

‘Am I right in saying that there was a period where the mutants were seen as parasites? And used for experimentations?’ Loki asked.

‘No wonder she’s freaking out. Three years? That’s still pretty fresh. And you mortals aren’t exactly known for sticking to the law.’

‘Says the god that killed hundreds of people.’ Bruce countered.

‘Touché!’

‘Yeah, you are awfully quiet. Is everything ok?’ Bruce asked.

‘Yes, fine. Let’s just get this finished.’ Tony stood up and went to join them.

‘Liar.’

‘Excuse me?’ Tony turned to Loki and glared at him.

‘You are forgetting who you are talking with, Stark.’ Loki said in warning, folding his arms over his chest.

Bruce looked between them both, but had to side with Loki on this one. ‘Come on, Tony. If there’s something up we need to know. We are supposed to be a team.’

Tony sighed. ‘Fury pulled me and Nat in to give him a briefing on Sophie’s progress.’

‘So?’ Bruce frowned, not getting it yet.

‘He said that SHIELD are putting pressure on him to find out what her mutation is. But he doesn’t know why. Natasha and I just find that a bit… Worrying.’

Loki felt his stomach swirl, not in the good way. ‘They are planning to experiment, aren’t they?’ He snapped.

‘We don’t know yet. But we won’t let that happen, I already warned Fury of that.’

‘I don’t get it. There are plenty of mutants out there, some even work for SHIELD. Why would they want Sophie?’ Bruce asked.

‘I don’t know. Not to mention it is illegal now, as you said.’ Tony shrugged and grabbed the spanner from him.

‘I don’t like this.’ Loki said.

‘Neither do I. But there isn’t anything we can do until we know more.’

As if on cue, Sophie entered the lab. The three looked at each other and silently agreed to keep quiet for the meantime.

The three showed Sophie what they’d done so far with the machine. She was impressed, and also warmed that they were putting so much effort into something to try and help her.

The four of them all went for breakfast afterwards. Loki and Sophie sat alone at the table nearest the door, which was becoming their spot.

‘I’m thinking of going out later.’ Sophie blurted out.

‘Oh? Where are you going?’ Loki asked.

‘I would love to.’

‘Are you sure? Only if you aren’t busy. I mean, I’m sure you have better’

Loki cut her off from saying anything else. ‘Even if I was busy, I’d much rather spend time with you.’ He smiled assuringly at her. ‘What do you fancy doing?’

‘Uhm, I hadn’t thought of that. I don’t know, actually.’

Loki said nothing for a moment as he had a think. ‘We could just go for lunch? Then see where that takes us.’

‘Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.’ Sophie nodded.

‘Loki.’ She said quietly and sat up straight.

‘I… I don’t know if I can.’

‘Surely having lunch with me isn’t so terrifying. I don’t bite, promise.’ Loki grinned and sat down on the edge of the bed next to her.

She smiled. ‘No, I don’t think you do… You know it’s not you. I’m just being silly. I know I need to take this step.’ She took a deep breath and slid over so she was sat next to Loki.

‘It’s a big step, I know. But I will be right at your side the entire time.’ Loki took a chance and he put his arm around her and gently pulled her into his side.

‘We don’t have to go to a café if you don’t wish to. We could simply go for a walk in the park. Or go shopping. Whatever you will find easiest, we shall do.’ Loki whispered.

‘A walk sounds nice.’ She said quietly after a while, though she didn’t particularly want to move.

‘You look surprised.’ Loki grinned knowingly.

‘I just didn’t think about people from space knowing how to drive.’ She shrugged.

‘What is Asgard like, is it similar to here?’

‘It’s a beautiful golden city. We also have forests and mountains too. Far more scenic than here though. The bifrost is rather beautiful too, most mortals seem to love it.’

‘Bifrost?’

‘It’s a rainbow bridge.’ Loki smiled.

‘It sounds amazing… What about where you came from, you said about your heritage being a Jotun?’ Sophie asked carefully.

‘Jotunheim is… Well, it’s a dump really. Constantly snows, cold.’

‘Sounds like it was a good thing you were adopted then. I couldn’t imagine living somewhere where it constantly snows. Winter was always the worst here.’

‘How did you keep warm?’ Loki asked.

‘Through the day I would try and stay inside places, such as the library. But the problem with that was where to keep all of my things, somewhere safe and where it wouldn’t get wet.’

‘Did you not have a bag to take with you?’

‘I had no idea…’

‘So, there’s no homelessness on Asgard?’ Sophie turned back to look at Loki.

‘There isn’t. There is poverty, but they all have a house at least. Even if it is not much aside from a roof over their head. Odin tends to turn his blind eye to all the poverty.’

‘Do you go back to Asgard often to visit?’

Sophie could tell that hurt him. It made her own heart hurt for him.

‘I’m sorry… Odin sounds like an asshole.’

‘Well, I am kind of glad he banished you here. I wouldn’t have met you otherwise.’ Sophie smiled.

‘I am too.’ Loki smiled back at her.

‘Thank you so much for today, Loki. I really enjoyed it.’

‘So did I. Perhaps next time you wish to go out, we can try the café.’ Loki suggested.

‘That would be nice.’ Sophie nodded.

Loki leaned in and kissed her forehead, making her heart soar at his tenderness.

#Loki #God of Mischief #Submitted fic #submission #chapter 6 #i'm still breathing #fanficshiddles

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drakewalkerstan · 6 years

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Other End of the Line - Damien x MC

Summary: After the late night search with Nadia, Kai feels scared and alone, so turns to the only person they know will be on their side— Damien.

Pairing: I wrote this as Damien/MC (I used the generic name, Kai, and no pronouns) but this could technically still be Gen

Warnings: some strong language I guess?

Word Count: 1,626 oops!

Author’s Notes: Ahh! This is the first time in 6 years I’ve posted any writing online and the first time ever on Tumblr! I couldn’t get this out of my head, and it’s part of the reason I made this sideblog haha. Even though I’m drakewalkerstan, I still LOVE Damien, so this was born!

"Hello?" Damien blearily answered his phone, half-awake and blinded by the glare of the screen.

"Damien," he heard Kai hiss on the other end. "Shit, Damien, help..."

Damien was now wide awake, he sat up in his bed and switched on the lamp on his bedside table, jamming the phone against his ear nervously.

"Kai, are you okay? What's going on?"

"I... I sound fucking crazy. I think... I think Hayden's a robot. Steve too. I swear to god, Damien, please."

"Okay, what happened," Damien asked. He was half afraid that Kai was on something right now, but he didn't want to laugh the call off just in case. Kai was silent for a moment, concentrating on the sound of Damien’s breathing on the other end in order to calm down.

"Okay, I don't know if Nadia told you, but we were in a car crash an-"

Damien’s heart stuttered for a moment, then raced back to action double-time.

"WHAT? Okay, hold up! A car crash? Are you okay? Jesus, Kai, oh my god!"

"Don't worry, I'm fine, we're all okay."

"Thank god,” Damien mumbled under his breath, his eyes squeezed shut in relief. “What happened?"

"We were driving back from the waterfall- Nadia, Steve, Hayden and I- and a deer jumped in front of the car, so Steve swerved and we crashed."

"Oh my god..."

"I’m fine, but... but Hayden tore open the car door and pulled me out."

There was a moment of complete silence, and Damien could only hear the sound of Kai's soft breathing on the other end of the line.

"What?"

"Yeah. I came to and I tried to get out of the car, but the door was totally smashed up and I just couldn't open it. Hayden was able to pry the car door open and get me out of the car. Nadia said it was adrenaline, but..."

"No, yeah, that's weird."

"Plus I asked about it, and Hayden has no memory of it because of a concussion."

Damien turns over this information in his head, but no matter how he approaches it he can’t think up a logical explanation for the insane feat of strength. Kai, silent for a moment, can almost hear the gears in his mind turning on the other end of the line.

"Okay," Kai begins, "other weird things: the fact that Steve has no memory of how to get around his town?"

"Huh?"

"We asked him to take us to the local waterfall where he used to hang out as a teen and he had absolutely no idea where to find it- he was barely able to comment on anything unless we prompted him."

"What do you mean prompting?"

"Okay, so originally Steve just talked about the tourist attractions in town, and didn't even bring up the waterfall until Nadia mentioned that someone told her about it. And then he didn't know how to find it- even though he said he'd been there a few times- until Nadia had to remind him again."

"Kai, it was a while ago, maybe he honestly forgot about it."

"Okay, get this, we visited his house today and he was acting super weird."

Damien, though now more skeptical about the conspiracy theory, opens his mind once again to Kai.

"Weird how?"

Kai takes a deep breath and tries to recollect exactly what was so unnerving about what happened in that little farmhouse.

"When we got there, his dad Robert was joking around about how he was a rascally kid and he used to ride his horse Moonlight. Steve laughed and told his dad to stop messing with us, and he honestly didn't remember that he'd ever mentioned- or even had- a horse named Moonlight!"

Kai waited for any sort of reaction, but was once again met by Damien's silence.

"Okay," Kai snarked.

"Sorry, I'm just thinking," Damien murmured. "Wasn't he concussed?"

"If he was, he didn’t mention it. I don't think that's how concussions work though!"

"Hmm, okay. Is there anything else?"

"So his dad went to the kitchen and Steve showed us a picture of him as a teenager at a football game. When Robert got back-"

"Is Robert Steve's dad?"

"Yeah, sorry." Kai said. "So Robert walks back in and sees us with the picture and gets really mad. He calls Steve into the kitchen with him, so I eavesdrop-”

“That’s my Kai,” Damien interjected proudly. Kai could hear the grin in his voice, and chuckled for a moment before continuing on. In fact, while Kai was deciding whether or not to listen in on the conversation, Damien was a key factor in motivating the eavesdropping, but that’s definitely something Damien would get cocky about, so there’s no way he’s being told that.

“Robert is really mad at Steve for showing us this picture. He tells Steve, and I quote, ‘Our personal lives are our business.’ This is apparently a regular occurrence between the two of them, too.”

“That’s strange, I’ll grant you that, but maybe Robert is really private, or senile or something,” Damien said

Despite everything, Kai snorted at the suggestion.

“I doubt he’s senile, but it gets worse. Okay, fast forward to like an hour or two ago. We are all in the bed and breakfast and I wake up and hear Nadia shouting. Steve’s fucking gone.”

“WHAT? He left?”

Damien is filled with righteous anger on behalf of his friend and it makes Kai feel stupidly warm inside. Even though, both Kai and Nadia know that their friend is a little standoffish and cynical, but any show of caring from him never fails to put a goofy smile on Kai’s face.

“His suitcase is gone,” Kai continues, ignoring Damien’s outburst, “and neither Robert nor Steve are picking up their phones. Hayden calls the police then instructs us to stay in the bed and breakfast instead of joining the search, which…is weird?”

“Kind of, yeah. Hayden insisted you stay in the room instead of all searching together?”

“Yeah! Before even trying to call Robert or the police, it was just ‘I’ll search all of Cedar Rest, I won’t stop until I find him.’ So then Nadia and I say ‘Fuck it,’ and we decide to go searching too. We head out to the waterfall, and we decide to split up-”

“Dumb.”

“-to search for clues. It’s a dinky old town, what’s dangerous about splitting up?”

“...Robots?”

“Shut up. So I find the picture that Steve showed us, which for the record is of him and his dad standing together at a football game. He also doesn’t look any younger than he does now, but whatever. You know what I notice?”

Kai waits for Damien to chime in with a ‘What?’ but he is silent.

“Okay… The matchmaker from Eros is IN THE BACKGROUND OF THE PHOTO.”

“What? Are you sure?”

“Positive! This is the exact same lady, sitting in the crowd at the football game, like… at least 5 years before he’s even supposed to be connected with Eros!”

Damien is, again, completely silent, but Kai can tell that he’s thinking about the new information. On the other end of the line, Damien runs his hand over his face, trying to think of any logical explanation of this connection, but his mind is blank.

“Yeah, that’s fishy. I believe you, something’s not right there,” Damien concedes.

“So I showed Nadia the picture, and when we came back to the bed and breakfast, I found a goodbye note from Steve right by the doormat of their room!”

“So he left of his own volition,” Damien said.

“Allegedly! Nadia went back to her room, she’s freaking out, and Robert, Steve and Hayden are all MIA.”

“So what’s happening now?”

“I’m in my bed, in case Hayden comes back,” Kai says, lowered to a whisper after realizing that the conversation had gotten way too loud. “It’s just- they’re both so perfect, and they’re both exactly in line with what we told to Eros, and with Steve’s weird past and Hayden’s fucking superstrength? Something’s not right and I’m freaked out.”

"Okay, everything’s extremely suspicious. I still don’t think they’re robots, but I’m honestly leaning towards them being a cult or something. I’m going to do some more digging into Eros, and into Steve and Hayden, okay? I’ll use some connections, try to find out how far back their records really go. You just need to stay safe and take care of you and Nadia for now.”

"Yeah. Thank you for believing me. I didn't know what else to do."

"It's no problem, I'm always here for you, Kai."

Kai sighed deeply and flipped over on the bed.

"I know I should have listened to you about Eros. Ugh, I'm so stupid..."

"No. Just because I was paranoid doesn't mean you should have been. It's good that you-"

"Shit shit I think Hayden's coming shit bye Damien"

"Wait, Kai, I-"

The sound on the other end of the line cut out and Damien pulled the phone away from his ear. Shit. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep now, so he got out of bed and opened his blinds, letting the early morning sun in before turning on his computer and starting his search.

On the other end of the state, Kai was stuffing the phone under the pillow and pretending to be asleep, as Hayden pulled back the covers and snuggled into bed. Kai’s heartbeat was racing, and the only comforting thought was that Damien was back home, looking for an answer. Kai felt kind of guilty, thinking about Damien like this while Hayden was curled up in the same bed, but Damien would not leave Kai’s thoughts or heart, no matter how much Kai tried.

#this is so bad but I didn't know what else to do with it ugh #I never know how to end a story #or name it lmao #ALSO IT WAS INSANELY HARD AVOIDING ALL PRONOUNS OR MENTIONS OF GENDER?#I'M PROUD OF MYSELF FOR THAT #playchoices app #playchoices fanfic #choices fanfic #choices app #perfect match #perfect match fanfic #playchoices perfect match #Damien x MC #Damien Nazario #Damien Nazario x MC #team hayden's a robot #hayden and steve are fucking robots #playchoices

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anxious-band-pan · 4 years

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A list of random crackheadery from high school cause I low key miss it

“I’m gonna yeet myself into the afterlife”

“I’m gonna rotisserie cook your future children and eat them”

“KARMA’S A B*TCH!” Yelled while playing a game of uno in homeroom very loudly

a kid walked around our lunchroom with a fake blue bird pinned in his hair which was life size and honestly the weirdest part of lunch

“What should i put on my shirt for (x club)? It’s between uwu, Space Boi uwu, and rawr XD. My goal is to be as cringey as possible.”

*crying* “Well you just threw off my groove and i-“

(To the tune of G-6) “I’m a dumb bish, I’m a dumb bish”

“(X name)! How far would you have been if i didn’t stop you to tell you you’re a thot”. “Probably yeeted off a bridge by now”

“He just looks like a sad pigeon with a boss hat”

(To the tune of celebrate good times) “end my suffering, come on!”

“My hands are white!” “YOU’RE WHITE!”

“I’m a firm believer in don’t judge something unless you try it, unless it’s illegal or drugs; don’t do drugs kids”

“.....but not all dogs can fit on skateboards!”

“Can we just cut my legs off and sell them”

“Invade my body, daddy bacteria”

“That’s what I imagine it would sound like if a spider ran in tap shoes”

“My church had an average attendance of 421 this year, we were so freaking close”

“Did you know that Waluigi has the same number of syllables as hallelujah, so if you think of any song with hallelujah in it you can replace it with Waluigi and it’ll fit”

“Anyone wanna feel my swollen gland”

“Your gay is like your mother’s tendency to sleep with men: plentiful”

“If being gay is a sin is satan the gay fairy”

“Vines are like actual vines: you get stuck and you never get out” “vines can choke you though” “Yes choke me daddy vine”

“You are each gonna have a burger component on your back” “I wanna be the meat ;)”

“Grab me however you want daddy hamburger”

*showing a paper with a picture of a bottom bun* “I guess you could say I’m a.... bottom”

“STOP EATING THE DUCT TAPE!”

“Shut up, don’t talk about my potatoes like that”

“Can you snort tide pods”

*whisper screaming and hitting a chair* “WHY IS COTTON EYED JOE BACK”

“But if two furries screw, is god cool with that?”

“PHD- pretty high dolphins”

“Do crocs have memory foam? i think not”

“I’ve run out of creative ways to whip”

“This is why we shouldn’t legalize weed, because we’re having this conversation sober”

“Don’t you just get sad every time a chair dies”

“Praise our lord and savior, Magic Mike”

“I’ll give you fifty bucks if you can guess what’s in my thermos.” “Coffee.” “No. It’s chicken noodle soup”

“I’m gonna eat your fingernails” “did you say EAT” “yeah, I’m gonna chew his fingernails off”

“I already went back to Mexico”

“You’re the BFG” “How so” “Big Frickin Gay”

“But since you’re gay, would you date me if i was” “the only way I’d date you is if you were an online catfish”

“We have a speaker with fake arms today” “he cant bring those in the school those are weapons” “how is he gonna throw them?” “With his feet”

“did you say the THOT police?” “no you idiot the THOUGHT police”

“I’m not scared of Russia. Like honestly i can beat them”

“I share a brian with satan and it smells shirty” (not a typo. Those exact words. I think it was making fun of a typo)

“I look like I’m about to go repaint all my mugs with lead paint”

“And today on the game show of sentences i never thought I’d have to say: it’s not a necklace if you buy it in the pet aisle of walmart”

“You look like the kind of person who would cut spaghetti with dull scissors”

“Hey, hey, hey, not in my f***ing Christian Minecraft server”

“We’re all going to hell” “Not me” “listen we’re in a school we’re already there” “True”

*to the tune of “what is love? Baby don’t hurt me”* “POKÉMON! BABY DON’T HURT ME, DON’T HURT ME, NO MORE”

“YO! PITBULL JUST CAME IN AND OFFERED DONUTS!”

“I’m gonna suck your eyeballs”

“Are we not allowed to have our nails painted since we’re guys” -a definite female, to another definite female

“Ok, so here’s the deal: straight people are uncooked spaghetti. Gay people are cooked rotini. I’m kinda like a cooked spaghetti. I’m not straight, I’m in between.” “The Italian is now interested I’m here what’s up with pasta”

“This song reminds me of Mexican food” “How does this remind you of Mexican food it’s jazz?”

“You’re not allowed to switch schools, I need my twin cop”

“You guys are the reason I wanna die” “you guys are the reason I drink”

*taking a huge drink of peanut butter hot chocolate* “I’m allergic to peanut butter” “THEN WHY DID YOU DRINK IT????” “Because i wanna die”

“so there’s two kinds of country hicks: the yee haws and the haw yees. Now the yee haws are the ones in country songs, they’re vaguely normal and drink and do horse riding stuff. The haw yees are the ones who fish with their hands and then f*** their cousins afterwards”

“Pop is just spicy water”

“I’m sorry, it’s not pizza Steve anymore” “Who is it” “the fresh prince of bel air”

A kid took his phone out of the microwave like that was a normal thing that humans do

“BUT IS HE DATING THE DEER?!”

“Chinese people eat cats, why not lesbians?” *teacher looks up* “saying Chinese people eat cats is too far”

“A gryffindor and a ravenclaw ooh this is good”

Two girls at the exact same time: *Gasp* TEA!

*girl leans back and cracks her head on a counter kind of thing* a friend:”that’s the third f***ing time!”

“SUCK MY WEENIS!”

“If you ever need a professional con artist I’m here” *teacher looks up* “you didn’t hear that” teacher:”hear what”

“Guys I’m stupid. You know when there’s a big number and then a lil number what’s the lil one called” “exponent?” “Yeah!”

*impersonating yoda screaming*

*chugging coffee* “well, I’m still just as tired, but now my atoms are just jazzed.”

“Not to quote Frozen, but you can’t marry a man you just met!”

“Not knowing what kind of exorcise people are talking about is always interesting, because I don’t know if we’re talking about working out or satan”

“If we actually die in the scene where they kill themselves, do we get bonus?” Teacher: *sighs* “sure.”

“Physically you have hair but spiritually you’re bald.”

*Singing boyfriend by BTR for about an hour straight*

“Stop saying teehee you sound like off brand Michael Jackson”

“He smells dead mice for a living!”

*kicking someone’s foot off a ledge* “long live the king!”

*holding a banana like a weapon* “give me all your debt!”

“I want my fingers to be four inches long”

“Let me read your head for a second”

“Oh no you’re white out now”

“This is what happens when your insides are cold”

“Did you just call me a dumb banana?”

“So Kelvin is Fahrenheit...”

“Let me add another fat roll to your arm”

“You wanna see a cute pic of my baby nephew?” “Sure but I might cry”

“Listen I need these pictures to load so I can see if my goats are being little crackheads”

“I keep trying to see if you’re a VSCO girl but you’re holding out on us”

“Pumpkin. Spice. Bleach.”

“I’m already a mother and I don’t like it.”

“This is a vegan cult, Jessica”

“Did you just say you started a religion?” “Yeah, I think I’ll call it the Fedoras”

“Isn’t a fedora just like... a cowboy hat but formal”

“Yes choke me daddy panic”

“I’m your emotional support crackhead deal with it”

“She got possessed by country satan”

“If you think about it toes are just little feet”

“Oh my god imagine if you pronounced Roosevelt like goose”

“Roosevelt got really sad when i broke up with him.”

“I love how I just classified reaper as its own state of being”

“So Santa’s not a cryptid”

“We’re not meat creatures like crabs”

“Do you want to be a famous writing?”

“Self care is becoming a breaded chicken tender on the weekends”

“You are a little yellow boy”

“I gotta look up how to have a stroke”

“At least you still have straight privilege”

“You piece of b*tch”

“Children having skulls is scary”

“You wanna crochet my friend a rat”

“If you kill yourself and you have a life insurance policy that your family then collects, is that insurance fraud?”

“Spaghetti man is talking about pregnancy and I’m scared”

“You’re the cutest trash I’ve ever seen”

“Poetry? Lame. DriversEd? Lame. Dousing myself in butter and becoming a dinner roll? F*ckin’ MINT”

“Finally, an invention to get rid of me” *zooms in on words garbage disposal*

“Is Swiper from Dora a furry or an actual fox?”

“I’m laughing because I just realized the word identity has t*tty in it”

“Oh my god I thought Paris was a country”

“Girl if you are having a baby this month the only thing you are birthing is FLAT Stanley”

“My eyes really said gardening”

“I snorted soapy water this morning”

“Intestines: do you really need them or are they a social construct?”

“I watched the first episode of that show illegally, and it was great”

“How much does a hit man cost in this economy?”

“Is santa wearing stripper heels?”

“No, I didn’t give birth to a baby cow”

“I am a whole grape not a raisin”

“I’ve decided on my career. I’m becoming a hit man for cheap”

“And you fought the tomato”

“You can be gay with the homeless”

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ichoiheedong · 7 years

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RIDE ME [BTS JUNGKOOK]pt.11

bts member : jungkook x reader

Genre: angst /smut

rated mature : but not in all the chapters

summary : if you want to and if you don’t want to, things are bound to happen and you broke the rules and run away only to find your self in a lion’s Den , jungkook a man who has every thing; power wealth and fame all together to burn your heart and existence if you moved away, in a land full of horses what could happen between both of you ,two young persons who meant to share the same dream !

"Mrs park the car is ready "

The driver said as he stepped towards the black car to open the door Finally your dad was coming to see you even you were with him days ago but the vocations and family gathering had it special taste

Before you couldn't feel any thing special because you technically haven't a normal family after your parents got their divorce your dad barely stay home he continued controlling your life and it was hard but now you wanted things to get better and that's why you were waiting for him today after changing into a nice black dress and a grey cardigan you stayed in the living room along with jimin and his mother drinking your morning coffee So Mrs haeyon how do you know my mother ? The panicked woman looked up as she tried something to say " it's been years now i really forget when exactly but when i was in Seoul i met her "Aha that's great i'm happy you do know her i never meet one of her friends and i thought you are one of them "No i'm sorry for that

Jimin was quiet something wasn't right and he know his mother when she got nervous "Excuse me guys i will bring my phone you said and stood up "Mom jimin started .. so when will you just tell me about my father? " why all of sudden? You already know every thing " his full name, his job, why he can't come here to see me ,back his new family i can't get it i can't get that he never thought about me or to come meet me when i'm dying to see him every day unless ...

"unless his mother continued"

"unless he doesn't know about me " jimin continued waiting for her to say something

Mrs Hae was already tired of this , seeing the man she loved after all this years wasn't easy she couldn't let her son have the same bitter fate she went through , jimin was a brilliant man and he was in love with a cute pretty girl he needed to stop thinking about this but he seemed so convinced something was hided and she felt that ,to be honest it was his right but she couldn't drag her son to a pool of sadness when he could live happily

" am i not enough for you jimin, she let out and jimin immediately stood up to hold her closer "

"i'm sorry mom i never meant that , you're my every thing and i love you so much but i'm not a kid any more i want to know who is my dad and how he looks do i look like him "

"honestly yeah but not every one could really notice that , i'm sorry but your dad left us behind him and he is probably busy with his own life right now and i don't even know to know about him but if you're so eager to know i will try to let you meet him

jimin broke the hug looking at her "really can i ? "

"yeah any thing for you darling , i hate seeing this frowns on your front while you 're over thinking i want my boy to be always happy okay "

jimin chuckled " i love you so much mom "

as you ended up your phone call you just stayed at your room fixing your lipstick when the door was opened , your eyes widened when you saw jungkook coming in , he never came here before night as he spent all his day outside working

you didn't really want to talk to him , he was in the dressing and you thought he was going to change to go out for some meetings or whatever so you just stood up and put back your products in the box , you wanted to go out before he saw you but it was late he was just here right behind you you took a deep breath and turned to meet his tired eyes

jungkook was looking at your face taken by your beauty but all what you were thinking about was why he was wearing a sweat pants and an over sized shirt

"is every thing alright babe? " he asked

"i should ask yo this why are you here in the morning"

" every one is taking his day off and i need to rest, i'm tired he said half whispering"

your heart ached you wanted to hug him but you couldn't

" sleep well "you said and turned but his strong hand stopped you "

"aren't you going to stay with me?"

"why would i ? if you want some one to stay with you you can call your bitch of assistant , i'm not your fucking puppet jeon jungkook !!"

you didn't give him a chance to reply as you rushed out the door going back to where jimin was waiting for your dad who really seemed to be late

you didn't find any one when you come back there and you honestly wanted to be alone , you stood near the window looking outside it was surely so cold but it never was more than your heart right now ,you didn't know what kind of life is waiting for you but when you saw Ermeland coming inside and shrugging her coat revealing her tight blue dress your lips parted , she made her way to the stairs and it didn't need a genius to know where she was heading

you couldn't believe how jungkook could do this to you while you are his freaking wife for fuck sake

your eyes burned with hot tears , he was tired and of course he will need her to cuddle with him as you refused to do , you were just an idiot jungkook wasn't some one you could control so he could do what you want and you seemed to forget that

you tried to call your dad again but he didn't reply and you started to get worry you didn't have the driver number or even the security and it really scared you the road wasn't safe specially in this weather

you ran to the outside but as you were in a rush you didn't stop to ask Ermeland what was she doing ? she looked furious as she tossed the files in her bag and took her coat storming out before you did

you were going out to wait for your father and the last thing you wanted was talking to that bitch

Bel was passing by when you reached the gate "

"Hey Mrs where are you going ?

"oh Bel hi , i just want to wait my dad he normally should arrive an hour ago but he still didn't show up and i'm so worried

"maybe they are waiting for the road to be cleaned off the snow ;you know it's a rural area and they need to bring the machines and all to work there and you should just wait ,don't worry

you sighed "but any way how can i know about him "

"c'mon we have here the police station number it's the only available service now in this day you know every one is celebrating with their family and all

"yeah yeah great let's just call and ask if there is a closed road or something "

you made it to the office following Bel and he took the agenda to search for the number

you asked him to take the call

"hello , i just want to ask if something happened this morning in the principal road , the one connecting Seoul and the golden ranch i'm waiting for my father and i'm really worried if something obstructed his way here

" actually there is an avalanche happened this morning and there is few car's skid our team is working there but we really don't know if the person you are searching for is in the list or not you should check the hospital

your heart was about to stop when you heard that and you dropped the phone hurrying to the outside , it was a bless that your eyes fell on jimin and he immediately ran towards you

"oh my god y/N calm down why are you crying

"take me to the hospital take me now !! ,now!!

"why what's happening jimin asked as he tried to stop you but as you were running towards the garage he just did what you want and helped you to the car

you are a crying mess as jimin drove off

" what if my father get injured or something , he is already sick he had a low blood pressure

"please don't say this y/N who said he will be on the list just be hopeful he isn't

jungkook couldn't sleep he was tired yet angry ,even he tried to spend the day with you you just rejected him and he didn't know what the hell was going on with you , he wanted to talk to you so he asked Elsa to bring you

" i'm sorry sir Mrs Jeon left the ranch along with sir jimin "

jungkook eyes widened as he heard that ," and where did they go

" i really don't know but you can ask Bel he was there when they left

" tell him to come here now

jungkook was feeling his veins about to explode when he heard this and he just went in to change his clothes

Bel came in few minutes to meet jungkook who was ready to go out

"sir i think there is a problem " bel said he didn't need to be asked he already know jungkook wanted to know

"what's going on ?

" Mrs park ,your father in law i think he was admitted to the hospital , your wife is a mess i think you should to go and check whats going on

jungkook didn't believe this "is it an avalanche again "

"probably yes ,sir jimin took your wife minutes ago

jungkook didn't stay to hear more as he rushed to his car his heart was racing he couldn't imagine how much will you cry now and he hated seeing your crying eyes

and for your bad luck your dad was on the list he got an internal bleeding and he was into the surgery section

you were crying your lungs out when you heard what happened blaming your self because you invited him here but jimin was there to hug you closer

"don't blame your self he will be alright

" i don't want to lose my father jimin "

"yeah you will not please stop "

hyung jungkook let out panting and you loosened the hug

"hey kook you're here, please try to calm your wife while i go ask the nurses about Mrs Park state

jungkook didn't wait jimin to ask him that as he just engulfed you into his arm and you rested your head on his chest never stop crying

" i will transfer him to Seoul if we needed that so don't worry every thing is going to be ok babe

" i just wanted to have a nice evening i just want him to be around because we barely meet before i didn't want this to happen

jungkook kissed you so you shut up your puffy eyes closed immediately as he softly kissed you

"shuuuuuut no more tears love, he will be ok and we will have a nice family gathering as you want , any thing for you babe just don't cry

it was like magic your tears stopped as jungkook kept hugging you close to his chest

an hour later jimin's mother arrived she tried her best to kept her self calm she was always the best in that but only god could know how does she felt right now

"the doctor came out

" we barely saved him but he needed more blood right now and please if he has children we need to take the compatible bone narrow his blood system is affected and we need to save him

you felt your legs got weaker and you were about to fall when jungkook held you

" i'm his daughter but we don't have the same blood type you said crying i'm O and he is A

"i'm A jimin said standing up as you looked up all of sudden he looked just like your dad and your heart raced and ached why didn't you have any brother or sister or even a mother next to you why should you pass by this bad day alone

"great please let the nurse check you so we can transfer the blood immediately

"but what about the bone narrow should we do some check up jungkook said "

"yeah i'm his daughter and i can do this "

" i'm sorry we need some one who has the same blood type it will be better for him his is so weak already we can't risk any complication don't you have a brother

you shook your head tears falling like rivers "

" i don't h..a you said sniffling when Mrs Hae cut you

"she does ! she let out , jimin eyes widened his heart raced as he turned to look to his mother

she can't be serious no ! no

all the eyes were on her so wide and she freaked out trying to hold her tears

"i'm sorry she whispered " jimin go in and save your father , he is your father

"excuse me we need to hurry up we don't have time "

jimin was dragged to the next room chocked dumbfounded while your grip was on jungkook forearms you gasped when you felt that you were digging your nails in his skin

"what.. what did you just say please ? you stepped in

"i'm so sorry y/N

"jimin .. jimin is my brother ? is it true please tell me don't lie to me please

she nodded "it's a long story i will tell you every thing later now we need to save your dad

jimin was still chocked but deep in him he didn't felt surprised at all it was the same feeling every time he looked at his mother's eyes when he mentioned Mrs park and to day he was sure this all isn't a dream

he felt his tears kept running as the anesthetic product ran into his veins as he slept

the surgery was long and all your body was numb jungkook wanted to take you home but you refused

both your father and dad was inside this big room and all you wanted is the time to run more

jimin was out before because they just used his bone narrow so his surgery was really quick and safe you hurried to his room when they took him there he was still weak barely opening his eyes as the nurses was fixing his serum

Your tears fell again when your eyes met You didn't feel jungkook and mrs Hae yoon behind you when you walked towards his bed You both didn't need to say any thing only your eyes could say it all Jungkook hand circled the woman shoulders she was crying in silent while you were burying your face in jimin chest "Why ..why did you take so long go be with me why didn't you be by my side when i wanted to feel safe when i spent nights crying alone because mom wasn't home and my dad was working averseas Why did we just met now when i'm not a child any more you kept crying "Y/n hyung needs to rest he still weak please let's solve all this later babe ok i'm sure you both will find enough time to talk about this You nodded and pushed your self up accepting your husband hands to guide you outside but before you made it out jimin's room you stood in front of his mother looking at her you didn't know what to do blame her or hate her or understand her but as jungkook said it wasn't the right time -

Your dad was fine and as jungkook ordered a medical team transferred him to one of the best clinic in Seoul to continue his cures and recover Every body was tired it's been three days now since you come home The vocation was still on and you felt sorry for jungkook and his family to have this bad days because of you Three days were like hell you hated to eat or to leave your father until you were sure he was fine and he was awake but you couldn't do any thing Today he was taken to Seoul while you and jungkook took jimin home to rest he was fine and but he needed to stay home to recover and eat well what his mom said felt like a dream or a drama scene something you started to tell your self it was a lie but it wasn't Deep inside you .. you were happy you liked jimin since the beginning and him being your brother was a bless but you just wanted to know the hidden story and no one could do that expect your father and jimin's mother Jungkook was in the bathroom he was choosing a bath bomb to get the tub ready for you and he grinned when his eyes dropped on the lavender one It was just like you strong and wild he threw it on the water and went out to bring you and of course you were quietly sitting in jimin's room looking at his face as he was sleeping " i started to get jealous for real ,c'mon y/N you need to rest you didn't eat or clean your self well this days so c'mon you need to get better "Fine .. you obeyed him and followed his lead the strong and sweet smell hit you when you entered the bathroom You grinned jungkook did this for you You rested your body on the tub feeling the hot water doing miracles to your tired muscles and relaxing it it was really nice and all you wanted was sleeping right then and there and you did feeling your eyes closed and your body relaxed You slept fixing your head on the tub edge Jungkook didn't live he was waiting for you as he ordered Elsa to bring your dinner he was planning to force you to eat it if you refused but as you were still in the bathroom he got worried and came in checking you He chuckled when he saw you sleeping soundly "Idiot for sure the water became colder" he hissed as he brought a towel and rolled up his shirt sleeve so he could take you out the water and wiped your naked body wrapping it with towel he took you out to the bed placing you gently in the mattress when you slightly opened your eyes " where am i? Jungkook giggled slightly "In my arms he said brushing your hair away so he could see tour face " you grinned stretching your hand so you could wrap his neck "let me sleep please i'm sleepy No not before eating your dinner c'mon wake up or i will bring you back to the cold water You pouted sitting up your thighs were half covered and your hands run to grip the towel so it doesn't drop as jungkook went to the side desk bringing the plate "Elsa prepared this for you and you better eat this all " this is too much let's eat together please "Sure he said rubbing your jawline and you bit your lips as you looked at him deeply "What tell me "I thought you will just say no and leave me alone just like every day and go to work with your assistant Jungkook chuckled sitting closer to you as he placed the plate in the middle " i'm not planning to leave you alone when you need me. I'm sorry if i'm always busy but i cant do anything about this "It's ok you are the master here and you saved me so i shouldn't even protest "You look cute when you pout " he said stroking your hair gently but you moved away You felt your face blushed and suddenly the towel felt like nothing because of his piercing eyes " are you jealous because Ermeland is always beside me his is this why you're avoiding me You nodded looking to the plate trying to avoid his gaze " i heard every thing that day jungkook so it's ok i know we didn't get married because of love but at least i think you should respect me you .. you called her to be with you just because i'm not here you still enjoy her company while you..you touched me " i fired her jungkook let out and your lips parted , there is nothing between us she meant nothing i called her that day because i saw how much hurt you felt while you have to be happy in this place It's yours y/N stop acting like you are a vase or a nice closet here you're the lady here no one will dare to hurt you even my assistant i'm sorry if she did while i'm not around but its over now that day i told her to stop working here " and what about what i heard Its nothing love, she was trying to hit on me again and i stopped her i told you before no one could control me she doesn't own me and i wasn't planning to touch any other girl while i got you c'mon now start eating

your hands relaxed as you thought he was going to do something but he just asked you to eat you ate slowly as he looked at you

"why aren't you eating ?

"i will eat later he smirked and you shrugged and continued shewing on your food

jungkook was checking his phone when you stood up placing the plate aside and decided to go wear something ,you wanted to rest for a while before going to talk with jimin again but jungkook hand started you

"what are you doing ?

" where are you going he asked still gripping your wrist

" i need to change i'm not planning to stay like this the whole day

" but this how exactly i want you to be he let out as he stood up wrapping your waist he placed his chin on your shoulder as he slowly moved to inhale your scent he brushed your neck by his nose tickling you and you shivered

"jungkook you whispered his name not sure how to react, your heart raced and you wanted to stop him but you wanted him too

"yes babe"

" what are you doing i ..just

he chuckled " having my dinner "

he said and placed you on the bed as he hovered around you

you laid underneath him gripping your towel as you felt his strong chest resting on you as he started to kiss your neck , you moaned when he suck deeply on your sensitive spot

"why don't you take off your hand , i want to see you he said and you magically followed his order your fingers loosened around the fabric and you felt him placing your hand above your head as he took off your towel in a second

"you're so beautiful he said as his lips touched your skin while his hands gently squeezed your breasts

you were biting your lips trying to stop him when he licked slowly down to your stomach but he managed to block your hands again digging them again into the mattress

" you're not planning to let me be hungry he teased you as you gasped when his pepper kisses were on your thigh

"god ! oh my god

" you're soaking y/N i didn't even touch you wet if i just know how much i could make it rain down here i would fuck you every day

" and why don't you " you challenged him and regretted it immediately as you felt his tongue circling your clit

jungkook ran his fingers along your thighs gripping your hips fixing them on the mattress as he ate you out ,the pressure he built was strong and you cried out as you felt your wall clinched hard

"oh my god i'm cumming oh! oh

you felt his fingers perfectly were placed inside of you as he moved them quickly helping you

to cum you didn't took along as you felt your self dripping ,jungkook sucked you dry you couldn't even see his face as you arched your head feeling dizzy and weak the orgasm was still strong and your feet still trembling around his shoulder jungkook got into his knees and took off his shirt you barely opened your eyes but you could see his sexy strong torso as he hovered around you his lips met yours

"just taste how sweet you are his tongue was warm around yours and you couldn't ask more than this lazy making out he perfectly took you to your edge and you still wanted more you needed to feel more of him and you wanted him inside of you you wanted to feel him thrusting into you blowing your mind

"jungkook you hissed

" i got crazier when you say my name ,fuck he said biting your lip and you groaned slightly

" i need you i'm still so wet i'm ready to take you please !

you felt his lips twitched into a smirk as you begged for it ,he was hard like a rock you clearly felt that as he brushed his crotch into yours

your hands tried to unbuckle his belt and he helped you to ride off his last part of clothes

he stroked him self few times as he was ready to get into you but before he just placed his hands on your waist flipping your body

you hugged your pillow as you felt his grip on your ass

you look great i love how beautiful you are he said as he fixed his length on your entrance slightly thrusting until you were only now feeling pleasure

you whimpered gripping your pillow as he slammed into you you didn't want him to stop your mind was no more thinking straightly your body was heating and your just saw stars you didn't feel how much did you let out his name or how much you asked him to go harder your orgasm was close the way your hand searched for his gripping it so he just turned you around again so you laid on your body as he rode you through your orgasms he kissed you slowly giving you a chance to breath normally again as he continued thrusting slowly he was close too and you felt that

" don't pull out you weakly whispered i need you i want to feel you inside of me

jungkook rested his sweaty front on your shoulder as he cum into you

"oh god jungkook you whispered , you didn't know if he heard you or not but all what you wanted was just tightening your hands around his waist then his head you hugged his head that was placed on your shoulder for minutes

both bodies sweaty and sticking into each other , it was amazing you didn't want to let go

y/N he hissed gently raising up his head so he could look at you

"yeah" you said waiting for him to say something his lips were red and swollen

" i'm happy , i'm happy you're my wife he let out staring lovingly to you before dragging you into a long passionate kiss

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