Mr/s Kirby-Pascal

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Love Notes

Alex Serian x Violinist! Reader

A/N: This is a one shot but I’m thinking of making a few chapters of this story

Alex Serian was a very gifted cellist. Most say he’s a prodigy. He just uses his instrument as a way of thriving. A way to clear his head; his way of communication. Each note played with a touch of vibrato that pleases the soul.

Y/N is his girlfriend. She absolutely adores him and his music. She met him when he came back to town and auditioned for the prestigious orchestra.

Y/N felt like she had no talent the moment he played for everyone. She plays violin and she’s pretty decent but she sits all the way in the back. She’s not a prodigy. There was no way he would notice someone like her.

She was wrong. He noticed her on the night of the annual benefit concert. Y/N had been panicking due to all the pressure that’s been put on her over the years. Her family forcing her to practice for hours, the conductor constantly asking why she’s not first chair yet, and just being in the presence of a prodigy.

Just moments before, the conductor made a comment on her hitting a foul note. He even threatened to fire her from the group. Which is how she found herself panicking outside of the girls bathroom. Her hand pressed flat against the door as if she were deciding whether to go in or not.

Alex was carrying his cello through the empty hallway completely intending to practice in solitude. What stopped him in his tracks was gasps for air and slight whimpers. He turned and saw Y/N crying. Her beautiful tear streaked face, her hair kind of messy, her red nose. He stepped into your space, slow and deliberate, as if trying not to startle a wounded animal.

"Hey," his voice was low, a deep, raspy baritone that carried the exact same rich, grounding resonance as his cello. "Look at me. Just look at me, okay?"

Y/N looks up at him with her ragged breaths. “Just breathe with me. In for 3 out for 4.” She struggles to sync her breath with him but manages to slow it down.

”What…are…you…doing here?” Y/N hiccups as she wraps her arms around her body. Alex gives a little smile. “I couldn’t let a beautiful girl like you cry before a performance”.

She lets out a snort. “I’m pretty sure I don’t look that beautiful right now. And I’m not that good.” She wipes her eyes. “I should leave. I don’t want to mess up the concert and make us lose out on sponsors.”

As she walks past him, he grabs her arm and turns to face her. “I’ve always had an affinity for the violin.” His raspy voice says.

Y/N lets out a smile. Who knew a simple sentence like that would’ve brought a smile to her face. Alex realized his method worked, so he continued keeping that beautiful smile there for the rest of the concert.

His encouraging words gave her the confidence to actually play at the concert. During Bach Cello Suite 1, his solo piece, he kept his eyes on her. Y/N brushes hair out of her face as her heart beats faster.

After the concert, she packs her violin up in her case as other instrumentalists mingle with the guests. “Would you do me the honor of attending dinner with me this fine evening?”

Y/N stands up smiling and turns toward the voice. Alex had changed out of his all black and put on a cashmere sweater and jeans which accentuated his figure nicely. “I would love to.” Alex grabs her hand and they leave the venue together.

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Autistic Reed x wife!reader Headcanons

A/N: If anything seems wrong or inaccurate, please let me know

- After missions, Reed needs his quiet time and often wants you to cuddle with him. He loves to be the little spoon. Because of his stretching abilities, he will subtly elongate his frame just enough to melt perfectly into your space, pulling your arms tightly over his chest like a heavy, weighted blanket.

- Johnny sometimes interrupts and you have to shush him quietly. Johnny instantly gets the memo, his mouth snapping shut mid-sentence as he slowly begins to tiptoe backward out of the room. But the second he steps back into the hallway, Sue is standing there and smacks him hard upside the head for being so reckless. You can hear Johnny's muffled, whispered “Ow! Sue, stop!” fading down the hall as the door gently clicks shut.

- Reed always gets hyper-fixated on solving equations and forgets to eat. You make his favorite food and set it next to him and watch him get excited when he solves a hard equation.

- When he gets excited, he stretches his fingers out and makes little shapes. You love watching him self regulate because you know that in this lab, with you, he is 100% safe.

- Reed, Ben, Sue, and Johnny being worried for your safety when they’re on missions.

- The world doesn’t know about his autism. Due to the judgy nature of the city, he decided to keep it a secret. Late at night, when Reed’s exhausted, he often looks out the window and often wonders why he feels the need to save people if they will judge his every move.

- Reed might miss some social cues, but he can tell when you feel like you don’t belong with the Fantastic Four. You have a habit of not feeling special. You weren’t up there with them when they got their powers. And now they’re off saving the world doing better things.

- In those moments, he reciprocates some of the things you do to help him feel better. He decides to be the big spoon, being your weighted blanket. He listens to your rambles and reminds you why he fell for you in the first place.

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My Handyman

Frankie “Catfish” Morales x Female Reader

Synopsis: Reader takes care of baby she adopted. Frankie (her friend who has a big fat crush on her) helps her with house things like pipes and broken stuff.

A/N: Sorry it’s a little short this time

The sun rises and the rays hit Y/N’s face. Her eyes flutter open as she realizes it’s 7 AM. She sits up quickly and double checks the time. Y/N peeks over at the crib to see her newly adopted one year old son still sleep. She pumps her fist up repeatedly.

Before she can get up, her phone dings. Y/N picks up her phone and sees a text from Frankie saying he’ll be there in about an hour to fix her washing machine. She sends back a thumbs up and gets up to brush her teeth.

The mintiness is refreshing. She spits and proceeds to clean her face with her special routine. Mid clean, her baby cries and she picks him and bounces him. He quiets down and puts his head on her shoulder. “Mommy will change you and get you breakfast in a minute.” she whispers softly, kissing his temple.

YN takes him downstairs after she changes him and puts him in his high chair. She pulls out a jar of mashed potatoes, his favorite, and his mouth opens wide. The baby actually eats his food and looks adorable while doing it.

The doorbell rings just ten minutes later and Frankie is standing there in a fitted gray t-shirt, his backwards baseball cap casting a slight shadow over his eyes. He has a massive, heavy toolbox gripped in one hand, and a bag of pastries in the other.

“Kitty!!” The baby screams. Frankie blushes as Y/N laughs. “Hey there catfish”. Frankie decides to get some of his dignity back. “Hey there Princesa”. He knows that calling her Princesa always gets her all hot and bothered.

Sure enough, Y/N’s cheeks immediately flush a deep crimson as she steps aside to let him in. Her baby reaches for his hair but misses because Frankie speed walks in the house. Frankie immediately walks into the laundry room to inspect the washer. He pulls out his tools and gets to work. Y’n sets the baby down in his bouncer in the living room. He’s leaning over the machine, his biceps flexing under the gray cotton, letting out a quiet, rugged grunt as he strains to reach a far screw in the back of the washer. Y/N can’t help but bite her lips/

”I really appreciate this, Frankie.” Y/N says in a low sultry tone. “I love when you take care of things for me.” Frankie mumbles something in response. “What was that?” Frankie looks up. “I said I love taking care of things for Y/N. A beautiful woman like you shouldn’t be doing this alone.”

Y/N blushes. “So you do think I’m beautiful.” Frankie stands up and knocks the dust off his hands. “Washer is all fixed princesa.” He leans back against the washer. “So what now?” She inquires. Frankie smiles. “You let me take you dinner and let me actually take care of you princess a. You deserve a break.” He cups her face. “My handyman.” She murmurs, leaning up on her tiptoes as she closes her eyes and leans in for the kiss she's been wanting for months.

A/N: Since its shorter, here’s another sexy gif

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One Day Mi Amor

Javier Peña x Female Reader

Synopsis: Javier Peña is dating female reader. Reader thinks he has a boring job but he works DEA.

A/N: Forgive me, I'm not used to writing acting packed scenes!

Javier Peña works a tactical job as a DEA agent. Long, endless days of hunting a man that didn’t want to be found. Back in the day, he used to enjoy the thrill of the chase, but now he just wants to get home to his lovely girlfriend.

He met Y/N six months ago by accident. Javier had been on a look out with Murphy when he saw Y/N walking on a side walk. Instantly he was smitten with the way her hair fell and the way the sun reflected in her eyes. And the way she tripped and started cursing at the sidewalk. Javier immediately got out of the car to help her up and checked for injuries.

The two made eye contact and Javier knew it was an instant connection. He gave her his number so she could confirm she’s feeling okay. Slowly they started hanging out which turned into dating.

The only problem? She doesn’t know he’s DEA. He told himself it’s for her safety. And it’s true for the most part. But he knows it’s bad keeping secrets from his baby girl.

To her, he works a boring office job and supplies boring details. He even roped Steve and Connie into going on a double date with them to solidify some details. God bless Y/N’s innocence.

Back to present day, Javier and Steve sit in a car. Javier has a cigarette in his mouth as he watches a group of Escobar’s men gather. He exhales a bunch of smoke. Steve looks outside the other window. "They're moving," Steve mutters, his body going rigid as two of the cartel men head toward the heavy metal doors of the warehouse.

Javier doesn’t say a word. He just takes one last, deep drag of his cigarette, the embers glowing bright orange in the dimming afternoon light, before flicking the butt out the window. He reaches down, checking the weight of his gun in its holster. Six months ago, his heart would have been hammering with pure adrenaline, the thrill of a raid consuming his entire mind. Now? His chest just feels heavy. He looks down at his watch—it's nearly 6:00 PM. She’s probably already home, he thinks. Probably sitting on the couch, waiting for her boring office boyfriend to walk through the door.

They sneak out the car, leaving the doors open, the crouch as they walk towards the gathering. Steve steps on a stick and everyone looks at them. “Shit.” They pull up their guns and start shooting. Both sides were shooting at each other hoping to win.

A stray bullet hits Javier in the arm and blood trickles down. Steve covers him as he rips part of his shirt to tie around the wound. Once back in the game, he fights back harder than ever. He aims his gun at Blackie (A/N I’m pretty sure that’s a name in the show). The bullet enters his chest and the men cease fire. One of the men checks on his wound and realizes he’s bleeding out. The men evacuate leaving Javier and Steve dumbfounded.

They reconvene back at the DEA’s office to talk about next steps. Steve was pacing the floor, waving his hands as he debriefed the rest of the team about how Blackie's men had cleared out. Javier barely heard a word of it. He sat heavily on the edge of a desk, his jaw tightly clenched as a medic finally cut away the ruined sleeve of his signature shirt to inspect the graze. The bullet had torn a nasty line through his bicep, but it was clean.

"You got lucky, Peña," the medic muttered, wiping away the dark blood and starting to wrap it in clean, white gauze. "A few inches to the left and it would've shattered the bone." Steve stops in his tracks. “What is Y/N gonna think when her boyfriend who’s job is supposed to be boring, comes back with a gunshot wound?” Everyone is quiet. “It might be time to tell her the truth, Javi.”

On the drive home, he debates on telling her the truth again. It might be time to tell her the truth, Javi. He had pulled an oversized, dark jacket over his shirt to hide the bulky white gauze, but he wasn’t stupid. He couldn't wear a heavy jacket inside their warm apartment forever. Eventually, he’d have to take it off. Eventually, she would see the ruined fabric, the blooming stain, or the bandage. What was he supposed to say? That he tripped on the sidewalk again? That a rogue stapler had taken a piece out of his arm? The absurdity of the lies he was spinning tasted like ash in his mouth.

Pulling up into the driveway, he imagines her smile when she sees he brought Chinese food for dinner. He parks and grabs the food and walks inside the apartment. Javier opens the door to see Y/N there wearing his favorite dress and his favorite movie queued up on the tv. “Babygirl what is all this?” Y/N blushed. “I missed my man so I decided we should have date night.” She puts her arms over his shoulder and pecks his lip.

”You look so handsome in your jacket.” she says. A smirk appears on his face. “Good I don’t plan on taking it off just yet. They set up a little picnic blanket on the floor and set the food out. Y/N plays the movie and leans her head on his shoulder. One day Mi Amor. One day.

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Javier Peña x Asexual Reader Headcanons

- Javier being the horniest guy you know. He’s also the hottest so you were shocked when he asked you out.

That day he wore his signature red shirt with a few buttons opened revealing his chest. Mustache clearly groomed.

You were an informant and you wore a simple blouse and some jeans not really trying to impress him.

- You were scared he would ask you to put out on the first date so you do everything in your power to avoid it.

Walk in the park

Stuffing your face with tacos (newsflash he finds that attractive)

Changing the subject whenever the topic begins to get intimate

- He invites you back to his place for a drink and you decide to accept the offer to not seem rude.

His place is well lived in for being a bachelor. A pack of cigarettes lie on the table. His couch is really soft and you immediately make yourself at home.

- One thing leads to another and you’re kissing. He’s getting all into it but all you can think about is an escape

He touches your hips, he kisses your jawline all the way down to your neck. Your heart flutters but not the same way from when the two of you first met.

- Javier sensing your discomfort and pulls away. He moves a strand of hair out of your face and whispers “we don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for”

Your eyes water a bit as you smile and just lay on his sexy chest. He rubs your shoulder and pops in a movie. (He’s really a giant sweetheart!!)

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Pedro Pascal Headcanons with actress reader

Pedro would definitely call you during your buzzfeed interview.

You’re doing a "Buzzfeed Puppy Interview" Your phone starts vibrating with a contact photo of Pedro wearing a ridiculous party hat. You answer on speaker, and his sleepy, raspy voice echoes: "Hey, babygirl... can you grab those specific chips on the way home? The ones in the purple bag? I love you." The internet completely melts over how soft he is.

The Unedited Version: Buzzfeed had to aggressively censor the audio because the actual call started with Pedro loudly saying, "Honey, I just stubbed my absolute shit out of my toe on the coffee table and I think I saw god. Are you almost done?" You had to hiss, "Pedro, I am on camera with six golden retriever puppies right now!" followed by his high-pitched, wheezing laugh before he asks you to pick up the chips.

You both call each other babygirl and compete at trying to come up with the most ridiculous pet name

Nicknames such my beautiful little chalupa, Gorgonzola (cause he loves his cheese), angry tater tot, etc (food based cause y’all are big backs!!)

Pedro being clingy and touches all over you on the red carpet

hand placements such as your thigh, shoulder, stomach, and sometimes ass

At award shows, he fidgets his hand in his lap so you hold his hand and bring it up to you mouth to kiss

You two reading lines at his loft. Even though it’s a drama, the scene quickly gets romantic. And the two of you end up making out.

Pedro being convinced he can braid your hair and you’re skeptical. He ends up braiding your hair into a cute ponytail. And you give him his props online.

You immediately take a video in the mirror, posting it to your Instagram story with the caption: “Don’t play with him!!! 💇‍♂️🔥 @pascalispunk actually came through.” He reposts it within seconds, bursting with pride.

Pedro endorsing different restaurants and bringing you along because both of you are big backs

He eats his food and makes eye contact with you as he does it and you get all hot and bothered. He loves licking his hands too.

You coming out as bi knowing he isn’t straight as well. And he full on supports you and wants to know how you came to the realization.

Both of you guys finding out you’ve had crushes on the same celebrities.

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Penny For Your Thoughts

A/N: Around 400 Words, No Smut

Synopsis: Reed finds a grey hair and gets insecure

Reed Richards x Female Reader One Shot

Reed Richards is a very intelligent man. He knew all about physics and space and other smart things. Nothing could’ve prepared him for what he saw in the mirror one morning.

Rain pattered outside of the Baxter building one morning. Reed turned in bed hoping to spoon his wife but only finding space. His eyes open. A coo and some humming waft through he baby monitor on Y/N’s night stand. He smiles and walks to the nursery.

Y/N hums to their babygirl Katy who is tryna tap on her face. Reed peeks his head in the doorway and sees his two lovely ladies. He comes over and kisses Katy’s forehead first and leans in to kiss Y/N’s lips. But her fingers touch his lips. “Morning breath. Go brush your teeth babe.” Reed lets out a laugh and does a salute.

Eager to kiss his wife, he stretches to the bathroom at a quick speed. As he brushes his teeth, he catches a glint of silver in the mirror. A sudden wave of sadness rolls over him. Am I too old? Will she leave me? He spits out his toothpaste and touches his hair.

He walks out back to the nursery and holds Y/N from behind rubbing every stretch mark. “Penny for your thoughts?” She says as the baby eats. “I’m fine babe.” She turns around in his arms. “I know you Reed Richards. Tell me what’s going on in that intelligent head of yours.”

“Do I look old to you?” He asks. Y/N looks in his eyes and her demeanor softens. “Is that what this is about?” She ponders. Reed touches his grey spots. Her eyes follow his hand placements and sees the grey lining up near his ear. She stands on her tip toes and kisses the side of his head leaving behind the softness from her lips. Her hand moves his head slightly so she can kiss the other side too.

“I love you for you Reed.” Her hot breath whispers in his ear. “I love how smart you are, how you save the world every day, how you care for our baby. You’re not old my love. You’re just more experienced than any of us.” Y/N finishes. A smile breaks out on Reeds lips as he looks at his wife. “I love you.” “And I love you too” she says. She pecks his lips.

The two head to the dining room of the Baxter building to find Ben cooking his famous omelette. “Morning! How’s my two favorite love birds”. Reed responds with, “Just fine Ben. We’re just fine.”

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Vanessa Kirby x Female reader Lost luggage, Found Love: Chapter One

A/N: She is not engaged to Paul nor does she have a baby in this fic

“Why would anyone else have a heart print suitcase with this exact design?”Y/N asks her friend. In her hand is a pink heart fill suitcase rolls across the airport floor. “You never know but hey if you don’t want to have a name tag, that’s on you.” Maya retorts. Y/N giggles and shakes her head.

Y/N and Maya reach the front counter to drop their bags off with a worker. As they walk off, they don’t see the similar suitcase floating on the conveyor belt behind it. Maya grabs Y/N’s hand and literally drags her to the nearest Cinnabon. Since it’s early in the morning, the line is very short and it takes them five minutes to get their order placed.

“You think we’re going to see any celebs while we’re there?” Y/N asks hopefully. “You just hope to see Vanessa Kirby” Maya retorts. Y/N is ready to go into a rant. “Vanessa is literal Goddess. She needs a nice sensual woman to care for someone as beautiful as she is.” “So who’d you have in mind for her?” Maya smirks. Y/N smacks her arm. “Me you big dum dum”. Maya smiles as she bites her Cinnabon.

Y/N checks her watch and shows Maya. “Oh crap we gotta go.” Maya scarfs down her bun and wipes down her face. Y/N slaps her own face. “Was that really necessary?” But instead of a response, Maya is once again dragging Y/N but this time to the terminal where boarding group A is in line. “Excuse me, excuse me” Maya says as they cut through people to get to their spot in line. “Since I hate flying, let’s do a time-skip.” Y/N mutters. “Can we do that?” Maya looks skeptical. Y/N shrugs. Both of them close their eyes.

Time Skip…

They open their eyes to see the plane landed and turn to see an irritated flight attendant. “Everyone left 15 minutes ago. Please go before I call security. The girls grab their carry on and run to baggage claim. There’s only two bags left spinning. A worker is ready to grab them but Maya screams loudly, “Wait!!” They stop right in front of the worker breathing heavily. Y/N and Maya point at their bags and the worker pulls them off the conveyor belt for them. “To the hotel?” Y/N grabs Maya’s hand. “To the hotel.”

They arrive after a 30 minute taxi ride. It begins to sprinkle as they walk inside the local Marriot. A very nice worker gets them checked in and they head up to the fourth floor. Their rooms are right across the hall from each other. “See you at dinner girl. I’m gonna take the longest nap of my life.” Maya says as she unlocks her door. Y/N chuckles and drags her suitcase in her room. The room is beautiful. The walls are a nice teal, the shades are semi open revealing the sun, and the room actually looks clean. She decides to change out of her travel clothes so she puts the suitcase on the bed and opens it.

These are not her clothes… Her breathing picks up as she flips through the clothes. The familiar scent of La Panthere wafts up from the suitcase. Y/N freezes. “Smells like Vanessa” she mutters. On the other side of the suitcase she finds a folder with initials V.K. “No…” she mutters. Her phone begins to ring. An unknown number is calling. “Noooo…” she says again. The sound of her heart beats loudly with the phone ringing as she picks it up.

To be continued…

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Pedro Pascal x Fem Reader One Shot: Secret Confessions (Smut intentions at the end but no actual smut)

Y/N is lying in bed scrolling on her phone as she lies on Pedro’s chest. “I’m telling you babe, you’re not ready for the surprise in Doomsday” Pedro’s voice rumbles against her ear.

“You know me so well babygirl. But as long as I have you holding my hand, I’ll be okay.” He kisses her cheek. Then kisses her nose. Then goes in for the lips but Y/N puts her fingers on his lips. He gives her fingers a quick peck before asking about the block. “Just don’t go being clingy with Vanessa again.” She replies back barely giving time for the question to settle.

In all honesty, she liked Vanessa being clingy with him. Unbeknownst to Pedro, Y/N was bisexual. A RAGING bisexual. And the thought of Vanessa Kirby touching the Internet’s Daddy drove her mad.

“Come on baby. She’s just a friend. She’s engaged and has a child.” Pedro gives his puppy dog eyes. “That could be us one day you know” he finishes. Y/N’s wall comes down and she lets out a full belly laugh. “Pedro! Stop, I’m trying to be mad at you!” Pedro tickles her and she starts squealing.

After 5 minutes of relentless tickling, Pedro pulls away and watches Y/N catch her breath. “Now tell me the real reason why Vanessa touching me bothers you so much.” Y/N looks him in the eye. “It’s hot.” No response. Then Pedro smiles. “I’m Bi.” She finishes. Pedro sighs. “That’s a relief. It’s good to know my girl likes girls as much as I like guys too.” Y/N smiles and pecks his lips. Pedro smirks getting an idea.

“So you think it’s hot when she touches me like this” he demonstrates on her body and Y/N starts to feel all hot and bothered. She manages to let out a nod. Pedro keeps feeling around. “Well babygirl, I think we just found new material.” He says as he goes down in between in her legs.

The End

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Jet (HSMTMTS) x Reader

Finally Reunited: One Shot

The sun shines brightly as Y/N squints while driving down the highway. “These two weeks at Camp Shallow Lake better be worth it” she grumbles. From the passenger seat, her bestie, TT sighs. “It’s either this or I hear you complain about not seeing your man”. Before Y/N can protest, she hits a speed bump and zips her mouth. TT chuckles.

As she pulls into the parking lot, her eyes dart around the scene before her. Students, 9-12th, walk around excitedly. Some look homesick while others reunite with friends. “You think Jet forgot about camp?” Y/N asks worriedly. “You mean the camp he’s been coming to for years with Maddox? I highly doubt it.” TT retorts. They grab their bags and check in at the front desk. Y/N grabs hers and TT’s phone and drops it in the phone bucket.

They both get assigned to Honeycomb. TT grabs Y/N’s hands as they run down the hill to their cabin. The door is cracked open and they peak inside. No one is there yet so they rush to choose their bunks. “We’ll look who’s here early this year!” Y/N and TT perk their heads up and turn around to see Maddox. “Maddox!!” Y/N runs up to her. “Is he?” Maddox smirks as she says “By the lake” Y/N races out before the girls can even blink. “Yet she doesn’t move with a purpose when I try to get her to go to the mall me” TT says while shaking her head.

Y/N makes it to the hill while barely being able to breathe. She sees a figure with Jet’s distinct head shape and she smiles. “Is this the Right Place?” She calls out. He turns around smiling and they take in each other’s faces.

“Hey, Y/N. I missed you.” Y/N runs up to him and cups his face. “And I’ve missed you.” She kisses him like she’s never kissed him before. To be fair, last time at camp they kissed only twice. Ever since the doc release, Jet has been working on getting his music out there.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you at this label meeting. So I wrote you a song.” He murmurs into her neck. “A song? You really didn’t have to do that.” He puts a finger up to her lips. “Just let me play it for you sometime this week. When the moment is right.” Y/N, who’s still flabbergasted, just nodded.

They sit at the foot of the the receding water and stick their feet in. “Maddox warned us about the water.” Y/N says as she leans on his shoulder. “That’s just tale to scare campers from going in. Maddox and I used to come out here all the time before we drifted apart.” There’s a moment of silence. Y/N takes his hand and squeezes it tightly. “I’m glad you too are closer again. Just know you are loved. By your sister, me-…” she freezes cause she realizes she’s never actually said the words. Jet turns to look at her.

“You love me?” Y/N looks at her knees, completely avoiding the question. “I love you too, Y/N” he cups her face. They share a sweet kiss as the sun begins to set.