you feel the air around you change. someone appears– but wait, the silhouette seems familiar. its height, footsteps, were all so familiar like you knew this person for a long time.
the footsteps only grow louder. your eyes widened, the light of the park sheds light on the unknown face. your heart recognizes this man. your mind suddenly feels numb from denial.
this isn't caleb... but oh it was really him.
"y/n.."
he looked so different. taller, for you he was a tad less warm. his right arm is replaced with a bionic robot like arm. your breath hitched "no- no, caleb-"
caleb knew the denial. "its me." he says. he was in his colonel uniform. you can see it now. caleb's face soften as he noticed your tears. "its me." he tries to blurt out louder. "its you?" you asked in between your soft cries.
he nods. then in that moment you find yourself in his arms. it felt like home. so familiar and warm. "oh, y/n. i missed you." he mumbled as he embraced you. "where did you go?" you sobbed in his arms "i have a lot to explain i know. but i'm here. i'm here now that's all that matters."
in that moment, everything vanished. it was just the both of you in that moment. the world finally stopped for you, the world finally understood you– your grief, your love for caleb, and the home that came back to you. everything vanished to have your moment with him, to make up for all lost memories.
caleb also cries softly. kissing the top of your head for consolation. smelling that familiar scent, oh he is home.
"can i vanish into you?" he asks and you nodded. it must have been hard for him these past years, you thought. it has been hard but for now he didn't think of all his struggles.
"until i die, can i vanish into you?" he asks with his sobs. caleb wanting to vanish into you, he just wants to be with you for all eternity. "yes." you sobbed, "vanish into me. i'll never let you go."
vanish into you - lady gaga ; caleb
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Can I request hurt/comfort scenarios for l&ds men accidentally make female non-mc reader cry by being to harsh to her when she accidentally made a mistake while trying to help him so he apologised and comforts her please?
helloooo! i #tried but i made it into two parts bcs of tumblr bugging out
synopsis: l&ds men accidentally make the reader cry by being harsh to her when she made a mistake while trying to help.
pairings: l&ds LIs x fem non-mc!reader
!!: hurt/comfort, grammatical errors, swearing – requested by anon! idk if its good so pls enjoy ><; its superrrr lengthy sorry i got carried away. divided it into two parts bcs my tumblr is bugging out ....
XAVIER
xavier obviously had a tired day. from the continuous hunting, xavier only wanted one thing: to sleep in his own bed as usual– with you, of course. he would never forget his favorite cuddle buddy. when he came home, you offered to help him fix the bed. you changed the sheets and blankets. making sure everything is smooth and soft for him. but while placing the sheets on each corner, your elbow accidentally nudged onto the night lamp on the bedside table. the nudge was unexpectedly sharp enough for the lamp to fall down and shatter.
xavier's head perked up onto you from the other side of the bed. your eyes widened "shit-" you muttered. "i'm so sorry." you said hastily. "i didn't know it was gonna fall down like that–" you paused your explanation seeing xavier's eyes. they were tired and sleepy. he sighs, slightly frustrated "y/n." xavier's tone is a bit sharp "least you could do is be careful. i'm tired from a long day. i can't be cleaning up your mess."
he obviously didn't intend that to happen. xavier was tired. his soft voice only sounded so fed up. that was enough for you to stay quiet. enough for tears to develop. you let go of the corner of the sheet, "i'll just clean it up.." you only muttered.
xavier steps out of the room to grab a broom and dustpan. once he returns, he finds you on the ground picking up the shards of the lamp. xavier immediately goes worried and kneels down beside you. you wiped your tears as fast as you can but xavier notices. he feels bad– really bad. he thinks to himself to sleep on the couch tonight.
"my star.." he mutters. he gently moves your hand aside "you'll get wounds on your finger." you're only quiet as you face xavier. he sees your tears streaked face upon the moonlight. something twists in his heart. "w-was i mean..?" he looks down in guilt. he senses you nodded and sniffled. xavier looks up once more. he moves closer and pulls you into his embrace. he kisses your forehead "i'm sorry." xavier repeatedly says.
you look up to him "i'm sorry- you were tired-" xavier tries calming you down "no. its my fault. i'm so sorry– i'll sleep on the couch if you're still mad at me." he tells you but you shake your head.
in the end, both of you clean up. xavier makes sure he would never do that again. he kisses you good night, he makes sure he will never be mean to you ever again.
ZAYNE
it was a weekend and luckily, it was zayne's day off. but he had a lot of medical charts of his patients that he had to encode. you thought of bonding with him today as well, so why not help him sort out his files? that way you can spend more time with zayne.
"i swear i can help you." you insisted "i'm good at administrative work." you tried persuading zayne. he smiles and chuckles lightly, "alright, my love. you can try to sort out the dates of the charts while i encode what i started." he agrees with a smile. while he's on his laptop on his desk, you stayed on his bed trying to sort each files.
you had to sort them in a way it's chronological order. you confidently organized his files and handed them to him. once you were done with that, you're surprised that zayne looked so irritared all of the sudden. "y/n." zayne says firmly. you sat properly suddenly and looked at him. he turned his chair to you, "you sorted them all wrong." he flatly said. zayne sighed in frustration "i can't encode the patient's data when the files are not organized correctly." his tone was really firm, as if almost scolding.
"you shouldn't help me with these anymore." zayne mutters under his breath, which you clearly heard. your heart breaks, of course. you tried to make sense out of it. maybe he's exhausted from his own work. you sighed shakily "i just wanted to help–" "i can do this on my own, y/n." zayne responds in the same tone.
with that, its enough to make you exit the bedroom and stay at the kitchen of the house. you leaned onto the countertop, wiping your tears as you drank a glass of water.
zayne is aware of what he said and instantly regrets it. he puts his files aside and closes his laptop. he follows you to the kitchen– zayne's heart tightens hearing you sniffle. he exhales softly as he comes up to you. he wraps his arm around your waist "i didn't mean that. you were very helpful." he says softly, his softest tone that works very well when you're sad.
you bite your lips and wipe your tears "i was mean. i'm sorry, my love." he kisses your cheeks and tears away. "i'll cook you your favorite dinner, hm?" zayne says with a soft smile, enough to make you look at him. you nodded and zayne cups your cheek "i'm so sorry. i won't do that ever again." he says as he wipes your cheeks. zayne gives a peck on your lips– signifying he'll never do that again. zayne spends his whole day trying to make you smile and make it up to you.
RAFAYEL
there was an upcoming art project rafayel wanted to make and he's been working tirelessly on his painting. he's pretty dedicated to finish the painting on time before the exhibition starts. you decided to at least give him some assistance to lessen the burden on his end.
"rafayel, here's the paint i got you. i noticed you ran out of it last night." you said and rafayel smirks "ah. so you did notice. thank you my little angel." he says sweetly as he grabs tha bags from you.
he scans each brand of what you bought, even what kind, color, and the contents of it. making sure it was suitable for the painting he was doing. but then, you noticed his smile drops. his demeanor is changed into something more frustrated. rafayel sighs sharply– you might have made a mistake while buying the paint he needed. "these are all wrong." rafayel flatly says. it's obvious enough that he's already tired, this made him more stressed.
"you didn't have to buy if you were just buyung the wrong set of paint." rafayel complained. you were going to apologize but immediately, you were stumped down as he continued "no– you're going to ruin it. these are all wrong–" he still continues "don't help if you're just buying the wrong–" finally, he stops. your tears glistened undere the sunlight. rafayel can see them build up from your eyes.
he feels a sharp pain in his heart. rafayel instantly regrets what he was saying. "no- no, no. i'm so sorry- i didn't mean that!" he hastily hugs you and rubs your back for comfort. "i'm sorry... i was only trying to help." you mumbled in between tears. rafayel feels his shirt dampening but he doesn't mind. "its my fault." he replies "i'm sorry. i know you were trying to help- thank you." rafayel gently says with a soft tone.
rafayel pulls you away, enough for him to take a good look at you. "you're very helpful and generous, you know that?" he smiles and kisses your forehead. "i'll use the paint you bought me. i can make a beautiful painting of you with it. want that?" and that's enough to make you smile and feel a bit better about the situation.
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