Naamloos

[lilythewriter13]

From friends to lovers - Ryder x y/n.reader

*You were best friends with Ryder, since you were eleven. You worked on the paw patrol together and lived together because both you guys parents were dead. You were the closest to Marshall, Skye and Zuma. They rest also but just a bit less. Ryder was always kind and caring to you but he could be teasing. The pups loved if you were the cook, because Ryder his baking wasn't the best. Yours was. You're hobbies were drawing, cooking, swimming and you always tried to help people. Altough Ryder forbid you to go with him on his missions.* *Also if you didn't see the movie. This are the powers of the pups:

Skye: Super strong and can fly

Chase: Super fast.

Rubble: Can destroy things ( is like an bal of metal )

Rocky: Can move things that are made of metal

Liberty: She can stretch her body out very long.

Zuma: Can transform into water, move water, let water come out of his paws.

Marshall: Can let fire go out his paws.*

*Also my ships:

Chase x Marshall

Skye x Liberty

Rocky x Zuma

Rubble x food

You x Ryder*

..?...

*Right now the pups and Ryder just came back from an mission. And you were making hot chocolate in the kitchen, because it was pouring outside and you thought it would cheer them up if they came back.*

"Were home" * The voice of Ryder echod in the boat. (The boat since the tower was destroyed by an meteor)*

"I'm in the kitchen" *You said while you squirted cream on top of the cups with hot chocolate*

*They all ran into the kitchen* "woah! Hot chocolate!" *Marshall said excitedly*

*You giggled and nodded while you squirted the last cream on the last cup*

"Ooh thanks" *Marshall said when he got his cup* "this is so good" *Skye said after she tasted it* "Yeah that's amazing, you're always such a good cook" *Zuma said*

*You smiled at them and gave Liberty, Rubble, Chase and Ryder also an cup*

*They all thanked you and took a sip* "Yeah this is so good" *Chase said after he took a sip* "as always" *Rubble said* "It's so much better than Ry's hot chocolate" *Marshall said* "Hey!" *Ryder said*

"It is. Yours is like really sweet and a bit too thick" *Rocky said to which Ryder mumbled something* "Hey, It isn't that bad" *He defended himself*

*The pups all just shook there heads and continue to drink their hot chocolate*

"Oh and be careful with it, don't burn you're tongue" *Zuma said to Marshall* "Yeah, I know" *Marshall responded*

"So how did it go" *You asked while walking towards the bench and you sat down*

"Well for an simple rescue mission it went pretty chaotic" *He said*

"What do you mean?" *You asked*

 "Well, you'd think that helping someone down a tree would be easy, right?" *He asked*

"Uh.... As how you say it. I don't think so." *You answered*

"Yep. Well, it wasn't. It went all wrong." *He said* "But it was fun!" *Marshall said*

"And it ended well?" *You said looking an bit confused*

"Of course" *Ryder nodded* "You know us, we would never leave someone hanging" *Rubble said proud*

"I know, but just making sure. So~ Different subject. I just read the newspaper and you know what is tonight?" *You said making the pups and Ryder curious*

"Uh. Nope, what is it?" *He asked curiously*

"There is an high chance of seeing planets" *I said in an exciting tone*

"Really? That would be great! " *He said* "Yeah! I love stargazing!" *Rocky said*

Liberty: Hopefully it won't be like the last time. *She said thinking of the meteors evening and that one meteor destroyed their home*

"Last time, their was Victoria. This time she isn't here." *You said giving Liberty a warm smile*

"Yeah, but it would still suck if it happened again though" *Chase said*

"Let's just hope it doesn't happen." *You said giving the face 'drop the subject'*

*Chase nodded* "So, what did you while we were gone?" *Chase asked*

"Oh, I cleaned the house a bit. Since you guys don't and I read like usual." *you answered*

*He chuckled* "Hey! We do clean, you just don't let us." *He said*

*He laughed* "Yeah, we can't do it for too long." *He admitted*

"so~ Any people who prefer something for diner?" *You asked looking at the pups and Ryder*

"Pizza!" *Rubble said* "Ooo, yeah, pizza sounds good" *Marshall agreed*

"Everyone okay with that?" *Ryder asked*

*They all nodded* "I'd better phone the pizza place now then" *Ryder said*

"Isn't it clever that you know what kind of pizza we want?" *You said pulling up an eyebrow*

*He chuckled* "It has been the same for years, it would be weird if I didn't know that" *He said while grabbing his phone*

"......Right...." *You mumbled a bit embarrassed*

*Ryder looked at his phone* "Uh, they will be here in 20 minutes." *He said*

"Anyone read to be beaten in monopoly?" *You then asked*

"Oh! We're playing monopoly??" *Chase asked exitingly*

*You nodded and walked towards the closet where all the games were standing*

*Marshall got up and walked to you* "I'm gonna crush you all" *He said with an proud smile*

"You? Pfft, yeah right" *Zuma, said*

"Don't be to sure, kid. I'm the best at monopoly" *Chase said smug*

"Yeah right, I'm the only one who beats him" *Rubble said*

*You pulled the game out the closet, layed it down on the table and started preparing*

*The others all took places around the table and were chatting with each other*

*After playing monopoly. You won heavy. Marshall got second place, chase third. Skye on place four, Ryder on five, Liberty on six, Rubble on seven, Rocky on eight and Zuma was last*

*Almost everyone was pouting, well expect Marshall* "How did you win?! You almost didn't even have any cash!" *Zuma asked*

*They all huffed* "Why can't we beat you at this game?!* *Rubble complained*

"Guess you'lle never know. Oh look the pizza is here" *You said hearing the sound of the doorbel*

*They all perked up* "Food!" *They said in unison*

*Ryder got up and walked towards the door to get the pizza*

*About three seconds later he came back with the pizza boxes and layed them down on the counter so everyone can grab a slice*

*The pups all started drooling the moment Ryder layed the pizza down*

*They began to attack the pizza boxes and start eating*

*You shook your head in laugh and also picked one slice of Pizza*

*After a while everyone was full. Rubble ate to much and was complaining that his stomach hurt*

"Well, what do you expect, after you ate ten slices all by youself." *Marshall said*

"Yeah, it kinda was you're own fault dude" *Chase agreed*

*You grinned. Chase was again like always supporting Marshall. You shipped them. You loved how Chase always teased Marshall and also agreed with everything he said.*

*It was pretty obvious that Chase was secretly a softie for him, though Marshall would never realise it. They really were made for each other*

"Yeah, honestly it always surprises me how much Rubble can eat. I mean, that stomach is almost endless." *Rocky said*

Rubble: Well yeah but... *he was still holding his stomach*

"And speaking of," *Marshall turned to Rubble* "You're still holding your stomach, you sure you don't need to throw up or something"

Rubble: Oh, no no, I'm fine.

*He said while he was still groaning in pain*

"It is already late. You guys should go to bed." *You said looking at the time. *

*It was indeed already late. It was already 23.00. You knew the pups stayed up past their bedtime often, but you'd think they were all too tired to do that tonight.*

*They all nodded in agreement and stood up* "Yeah.....I am pretty tired." *Marshall said. He was very sleepy.*

"Alright, alright, go to bed." *Ryder said to the pups, who were still groaning a little bit. They all nodded and shuffled towards their cabin*

"Y/n, can you sing us your song?" *Zuma asked looking back at you*

*You nodded and also got after them into the cabin making with your hands a movement saying to Ryder you will come back*

*Ryder nodded and watched you walk into the cabin*

*You waited until everyone was settled into their beds*

*After about two minutes they all laid under their covers and looked at you with expectant eyes, waiting for you to start singing*

( The place only their laying like I said and Liberty is on the floor on an matras since she is new and there was no seventh bed )

*Like usual you started to sing your song.*

"Where the North wind meets the sea~

There's a river full of memory~

Sleep, my darling, safe and sound~

For in this river, all is found~

In her waters, deep and true~

Lie the answers and a path for you~

Dive down deep into her sound~

But not too far or you'll be drowned~

Yes, she will sing to those who'll hear~

And in her song, all magic flows~

But can you brave what you most fear?~

Can you face what the river knows?~

Where the North wind meets the sea~

There's a mother full of memory~

Come, my darling, homeward bound~

When all is lost, then all is found.~"

*When you were done most of the pups were already sleeping*

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The song btw:

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*They all had closed their eyes and were breathing evenly, all sound asleep. Even Marshall who usually stayed awake a bit longer was fast asleep.*

*You sang the song every evening to them to fall asleep. And it worked every time. You just sat there having an soft smile on my lips and laying Marshall his blanket on him, because it fell of*

*Marshall shifted under the cover as you laid it over him. He mumbled something in his sleep and snuggled the blanket closer*

*You giggled silently and then closed the door quietly and walked back to Ryder*

*Ryder was sitting on the couch, scrolling on his phone and waiting for you to come back*

"Hello" *You said as you walked into the living room*

*He looked up and smiled* "You're back. They asleep?" *He asked*

"Yup, even Marshall" *You said with an smile on your face and you also sat down on the couch.*

*He chuckled* "Honestly, I don't know how you do that. I tried to sing to them many times, but they just wouldn't fall asleep" *He said*

"Yeah.... Maybe it is my pitch.... I don't know." *You said*

*He shrugged* "Could be. But the question is, how did you learn to do that" *He asked*

"My older sister always sang an song on that pitch." *You said softly smiling and staring at an random place in the room*

*He didn't answer, he just looked at you with an thoughtful face. He knew it always made you a bit emotional to talk about your family*

*He nodded. He knew there wasn't much he could say to comfort you when this topic came up. He just scooted a bit closer to you and wrapped an comforting arm around your shoulder*

"So the sky. The pups totaly forgot." *You said reminding him that we could see planets tonight*

"Oh you're right! They were all way to distracted with the Monopoly game" *He said, chuckling a bit*

"Yup, they did. Well do you still wanna watch?"

"Of course! It's a once in a lifetime view" *He said. He stood up and grabbed your hand*

*After a few minutes you were both on the roof of the boat where the two of you sat down so you could have an good view on the sky.*

*It was quiet. You both were both watching the sky and the only thing that was hearable was the water that pounded on the boat and the wind*

*He was also looking at the sky, but he couldn't help but steal glances at you. He always loved your eyes. The way you almost always looked so calm and happy when you were looking at the sky. He loved staring into them. The only time he loved your eyes better was when they were filled with determination and focus while you were drawing. And the few times when they were filled with.... Lust.*

"... Y/n, can I ask you something?" *He asked, breaking the silence*

"Yeah, of course" *You said still looking at the sky*

*He was silent for another few seconds, contemplating what to ask. He didn't want to make it akward* "... Promise you won't get mad if I ask you this question?"

*You frowned and now was looking at Ryder* "Why would I be mad at you for a question, when I was never angry at you before?"

*He bit his lip. He was nervous. But he was glad you asked that question*

"You promise you won't get angry no matter what I ask? Even if the question is a bit personal"

*You nodded stil a bit confused*

*He took a couple of deep breaths, trying to calm himself down a bit. He didn't think this question for days, he thought about it for weeks. Even if all that worrying was for nothing, he was still nervous.*

"You promise? Because I really, really don't want you to be angry at me" *He asked again*

"I promise I won't be angry" *You said giving him an warm smile*

*He inhaled deeply and looked at you. His heart was pounding so hard, he thought it would jump out of his chest. The way the moon light was shining on your face made your eyes sparkle even more than usual. He just couldn't deny that you were so pretty. He was just so damn in love with you.*

*After a couple of more silent seconds, he finally spoke.*

"Do you....."

*It was just an simple question, just three words. But for him it felt like they weighted thousands of kilos. He couldn't do it. But he had to. He bit his lip. Trying in vain to calm himself down. His voice would shiver. He knew it was bound to happen. But he just had to say it.*

*His mouth was suddenly dry. He was getting nauseous, his head felt like it was gonna explode. His hands were trembling, every part of his body wanted to scream "No don't do it." or "Just say something else.", but he was done delaying the question. He couldn't put it off anymore.*

*He looked you straight in the eyes and looked at you intensely. He felt an heavy pressure in his chest. He could feel sweat forming on his skin, but he was trembling with cold. His mind was racing, he was overwhelmed with thoughts and questions. "What if she says yes?" "What if she says no?" "Why am I so nervous?" "Why do I feel like puking?" "What if-" He stopped himself before he could think to far.*

"Do you..."

*He repeated. He tried to stop himself. He knew that he had to do it. He knew he had to ask the question. His heart was almost beating out of his chest. He could feel his heart pounding in his throat. He couldn't swallow his saliva. His body wasn't his own anymore. His entire body was screaming at him to stop. But he didn't listen to it.*

*You were biting your lip so hard from the inside that you could trial blood. You were so nervous. you weren't able to speak or anything. It was so arkward.... And he was so close.....Just something like 50 centimeters. And then suddenly his alarm on his smartwatch went off. Someone needed their help...*

*He groaned at the sound of his watch.*

"Just my luck..." *He mumbled. He knew he had to pick up that call, duty was calling. He looked at you again with an apologetic expression on his face.* "Lily, I have to take this, I-"

*He nodded back. He really wanted to stay with you, but he had no choice. Being a part of Paw Patrol meant being an 24/7 on-call hero. He let out an frustrated sigh and picked up the call.* "Hello?"

*He listened carefully to the person on the other side, his expression changing in one of concern.*

"Ok, yeah. We'll be there as fast as we can."

*He hung up the phone and looked at you with an expression that told you things were serious.*

"There is an avalanche blocking an road. We need to leave." *He said, while he stood up. He hated leaving you so suddenly and he really wanted to know what your answer was. But he had no choice. They needed to leave now*

"Alright, stay safe." *You said watching him quickly climb down towards the pups to wake them up*

*His heart ached when you said that. He really wanted to hold you tight right at this moment, but he kept it in and forced an reassuring smile.*

*He rushed down towards the pups. He had to wake them up and prepare them. He really wished things weren't about to get serious. He wanted to spend that evening with you. He quickly gathered the pups, gave them their equipment and explained what was going on.*

*Two hours later they came back. You were on the couch waiting for them to come back, but you fell asleep after an hour and was now peacefully sleeping on the couch*

*The door was opened. All seven of the pups trudged in. They all were exhausted and a bit dirty. Ryder was standing in the back, a tired look on his face. He quietly closed the door behind him, not wanting to wake anyone. He didn't bother taking off his coat and just slowly walked towards the couch to check on you. He smiled slightly when he saw you sleeping*

*The door was opened. All seven of the pups trudged in. They all were exhausted and a bit dirty. Ryder was standing in the back, a tired look on his face. He quietly closed the door behind him, not wanting to wake anyone. He didn't bother taking off his coat and just slowly walked towards the couch to check on you. He smiled slightly when he saw you sleeping*

*He was so tired. It was almost four o'clock. He was tempted to just fall asleep right here and now, but there was something on his mind. He needed to know your answer. He just needed to. He could never focus on any job if he didn't know. He slowly started to wake you up.* "Y/n..." *He said really quietly.*

*You slowly opened your eyes* "What- Oh, hey you guys are back. Did it go well? Is anyone hurted?"

*He shook his head* "No, no. Everything went fine. Everyone's all right."

*He sat there, looking at you for a few seconds. He was debating with himself if he should ask you about the question or not. He knew you were tired, but he just really needed to know now*

*You yawned* "Shouldn't you go to bed already? Your eyes look like they can be closed for like centuries"

*He nodded* "Yeah, I probably should."

"Now let me sleep. I am dead tired. And so are you" *I said while I closed my eyes again. I was clearly sleep drunk*

-The next morning.

Liberty like usual came to the living room where she found you reading an book on the couch.

*Ryder and the others were still sleeping. They were dead tired. It was already a pretty late in the morning for their standards. Usually they usually we're all awake before nine o-clock, but now it was almost eleven o-clock and no one was awake yet. Liberty slowly walked closer to you and sat down on the couch next to you, curiously eyeing your book*

"Goodmoring, Liberty" *You said warmly*

*She smiled at you.* "Goodmorning" *She replied* "What are you reading?" *Liberty asked curiously*

"An romance story. A sweet one, not with all the 18+ stuff. I like more the cute little moments like the confession, holding hands, the first kiss you know" *You said smiling to Liberty*

*She nodded* "Yeah, I get what you mean. I prefer that too. It is more adorable than.... Those kind of stuff" *She said, referring to the more "mature" parts of an romance story*

*You laughed softly at her words* "So~ How is your love life" *You asked wondering if she would start about her and Skye.*

*She blushed softly as soon as you asked the question and looked at her feet, trying to find something to say* "Why...Why do you ask?" *She eventually said, looking at you again*

"Well, you know. The way you look at her. You can tell me. I myself am bi. I fall on both girls and boys. I won't judge you" *You said giving her a warm smile*

*Her cheeks flustered even more and she was trying to hide her face in her ears* "I'm that obvious....? " *She said, not knowing the words to say*

"For me, yes. But probaly not for the rest. I was in an dating progam when I was younger. I was the one who settled people up. So I know more about love than an normal person." *You said still with the warm smile*

*She nodded* "I...I guess that's an benefit" *She mumbled. She was still hiding her face in her ears, trying to hide her red cheeks. She was very nervous about the fact that you could see right through her*

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Now tell me. Why her? And when did you know you was in love" *You said with curious eyes*

*It was now or never she thought. And she honestly had no one to talk about her feelings to. So she sighed and looked at you while still having her face slightly hidden* "I'm.... I'm just so drawn to her. Her confidence, her courage, her playfullness, her passion. I'm just completely drawn to her. And I...I think I knew it a couple months back. But it really settled in my heart on Chase's birthday. She just looked so breathtaking.... I couldn't take my eyes of her..."

"Ah, yes. Chase his birthday. She was breathtaking in that outfit. Well, I am glad you trust me with your words." *You said while giving her an sweet smile*

*She smiled back shyly and nodded* "You.... You are honestly the only I can talk about this. Thank you" *She said. She felt a slight relief. She really didn't have anyone to talk about it. This made an huge weight fall of her shoulders*

"Your welcome, sweetie. Would you like it if I make some pancakes? Or would you want to help me?" *You said looking at her with questioning eyes*

*Her eyes lit up, she really loved pancakes* "I want to help you!" *She said with an eager expression on her face*

"Great. Well then let's get to the kitchen" *You said laying your book aside and standing up*

"Yeah!" *She said excitement and happily got up two. She followed you into the kitchen, already drooling by the thought of the pancakes*

*A few minutes later I could hear footsteps and in the doorway was Chase standing*

*Chase was still a bit sleepy. He rubbed his eyes and yawned softly. He then spotted you and Liberty in the kitchen* "Morning..." *He said still in an sleepy voice*

*You looked at Chase* "Goodmorning, Chase. Did you sleep well?"

*He nodded and rubbed his eyes again* "Better than usual" *He mumbled. He then looked at Liberty* "What are you guys making?"

"Pancakes" *Liberty said simply. She immediately took an couple pancakes of the plate and handed them over to Chase. He eyed the pancakes and he perked up a bit* "Pancakes! Awesome!" *He said as he took a bite*

*He smiled happily, having clearly a bit more energy after taking a few bites of the pancakes* "God, I love pancakes"

"We know, we know" *You said. You would ask him about Marshall but wasn't sure now Liberty was also here. All the pups were gay,lesbien or whatever. And then you had rubble the one who loved food. For you it was clear who loved who. Also for Ryder but you just wanted to wait until he asked you since you were way to nervous to take action. You then looked at Chase again and decided to just ask* "So, Chase~ You and Marshall?~"

*He almost chocked on his pancake and started to cough* "E-Excuse me?! Me and Marshall?!" *He said, clearly flustered by the sudden question*

"Yeah, you heard me." *You said nodding while still busy with making more pancakes*

*He looked flabbergasted. He couldn't believe you were actually asking about this. Was he really this obvious about it? Well, he knew it was pretty damn obvious to everyone* "W-why are you asking this?" *He said, his cheeks slowly turning red*

"Because nobody in this house it an couple yet and it's boring. It is clear who are in love with eachoter. So. I decided to just confront everyone and try to give them an speech that they are worth and bla bla bla" *You said still busy with the pancakes as Liberty nodded with you*

*He blushed a lot more. The fact Liberty was also agreeing with you was an good proof that it must've looked obvious to others as well* "Yeah... Yeah, it is pretty obvious, isn't it?-" *He said still in slight disbelief that this conversation was really happening*

"It is. But don't worry. Marshall doesn't just like you" *You said now giving him a friendly look*

*He bit his lip. What? Marshall liked him back. Was that really true? He always though it was impossible* "You mean... H-He actually likes me back?" *He said, his cheeks turning a bit redder. God, he felt like an highschooler right now*

"Yup, after three weeks being in the paw patrol it was more than clear to me" *You said still smiling with the friendly eyes*

*He put his pancake on the counter and looked at the ground. He couldn't believe it. His head was racing. Did this actually meant he had an chance?!* "But... How-.... How do you know" *He said, still looking at the ground. The words "He likes me", "I have an chance" and "How" was playing on repeat in his head*

"Easy. Like I ealrier said to Liberty. I was in an dating progam when I was younger. I was the one who settled people up. So I know more about love than an normal person." *You said still with the warm smile*

*He nodded. He still couldn't believe that all this time, Marshall had liked him too.* "I..." *He mumbled. He wasn't even able to speak a full sentence because millions of thoughts were racing in his mind at the same time*

"It's okay to be quiet. You are confused. I won't ask or tease. Just make yourself a bit comforble. Do you want a second pancake?" *You said while pulling a new pancake in the pan.*

*He nodded quietly* "Yes please" *He couldn't believe it. He really really couldn't believe it. He knew the signs. He knew the signs for years now. But he just couldn't believe that his feelings were actually, returnes. He was too overwhelmed of the fact that his feelings could be returned. He felt like he was floating. Like he was gonna fall apart the moment he stood up. Like he was dreaming*

*You heard the door again from the cabin. Someone of the pups was awake. It was Marshall. Like usual really happy. He smelled the pancakes and came to you*

*Chase saw Marshall walking through the door and felt his heart rate speed up even more. He suddenly started sweating nervously. His breathing got more shallow. It was like he forgotten how to breathe and it was really hard to keep calm*

"Marshall, goodmorning. My book is laying on the table in the living room. Could you please get it for me. You get an pancake as reward." *You said knowing Chase wasn't able to see Marshall right now*

*He nodded* "Sure thing" *Marshall said, as usual happy. He walked past the kitchen towards the living room, without noticing Chase. Chase was standing there, still being unable to bring out one clear word. His breathing was still very shallow. He could feel his heart pounding fast again. He just felt frozen in place*

"Chase, go to the toilet. And try to calm down." *You mumbled towards Chase*

*He nodded, completely understandible what you were meaning, without any words. He picked up his pancake and slowly walked towards the hallway, trying to take steady, slow breaths to calm down. He didn't know how he should act when he was going to see Marshall again without making it obvious*

*He quickly walked in to the toilet and slammed the door shut behind him. He took some deep breaths and looked himself in the mirror. His eyes were wide and his cheeks were red and pink. He was breathing heavily. He put his pancakes on the sink and supported himself on the sink*

-BACK TO YOU

*You yourself was still standing in the kitchen when you heard the duo Zuma and Skye coming from the cabin. They were happily talking.*

*Zuma and Skye were enthusiastically chatting as soon as they entered the kitchen*

"Hello, Zuma. Hello Skye. Did you both sleep well?" *You asked them with an smile*

*Zuma nodded* "Yeah. Pretty good" *He said while he and Skye took their normal spots on the kitchen island. Skye gave you an warm smile* "Morning, Y/n" *She said*

( I am gonna go from you to me cuz it is confussing me )

"Morning, Skye" *I said while giving her a warm smile back. Then I looked at Zuma, who was looking at the box where the pancakes were placed*

"You may eat them. Me an Liberty made them" *I said. Hopefully Skye would thank Liberty later and one of them maybe would confess.*

*Zuma's eyes immediately lit up* "Awesome!" *He said while he quickly grabbed two pancakes and started to devour them*

*Skye had to supress an laugh and shake her head at Zuma's actions*

*She then sat down in her usual spot and watched how Zuma was eating the pancakes like they would disappear if he didn't eat them quickly*

*I heard then two doors. Both Ryder,Rubble and Rocky came into the kitchen.*

*Rocky was yawning. He was still pretty tired. He sat down and rubbed his face* "Goodmorning.." *He said with a sleepy voice*

"Goodmoring." *I said smiling at the cute sight of Rocky yawning*

"I can see that. Would you like a pancake. Same goes for Rubble and Ryder of course. How is your stomach by the way, Rubble?" *I asked and said*

*Rubble groggily sat down on his spot. He groaned* "Much better than yesterday..." *He said with an slightly embarrassed expression*

"Good" *I said, feeling relived when I heard that his stomach was doing better*

*I then looked at Ryder who still stood in the entrance of the kitchen. He was a bit spaced out, clearly thinking about something*

*Was he thinking about the confession? Probally.....*

*He then suddenly seemed to realise where he was and snapped out of his thoughts. He looked at me with blank expression, but I knew what he was probably thinking about. I gave him an encouraging nod and an friendly smile*

*He nodded back and sat in one of the chairs. He then leaned his head on his hand and watched how everyone else was busy doing their daily routine*

*Only me, Ryder, Rocky and Skye were in the kitchen since Rubble had walked to the living room and Zuma got to the toilet*

"So~ Skye~ Rocky~"

*Both, Rocky and Skye looked up at me* "Yes?" *They said in union*

"How it vida amorosa?" *I said knowing Ryder couldn't speak Spanish and they both could. *

(It means love life by the way )

*They looked at me, understanding what I meant. They both chuckled and I smirked, knowing that Ryder had no idea what we we're talking about*

*He looked at you three being so happy and curious as to what was so funny and what you were talking about. It made him smile. It was an sweet sight*

*Rocky and Skye were now talking in Spanish with each other and i couldn't hold back an smile, knowing that Ryder didn't had a single idea what we were saying*

*It was an talk about the love with Zuma and Liberty. We were like an trio that were the three cupido's in home and shared everything with eachother*

*Ryder was really confused and was trying to understand what you and them were talking about. He was annoyed by not knowing*

"So did you sleep well, Ryder?" *I said going out of the conversation with Rocky and Skye.*

*He bit his lip, a bit surprised that you suddenly talked to him. He was still trying to figure out what you and the others were talking about* "Yeah... I had a good sleep" *He said, but he couldn't help but let some slight annoyance shine through*

"It was a talk about love, kay? Their love life. And you are bad in romance so you shouldn't join the conversation." *I said answering his face*

*He raised an eyebrow, not amused by your explanation* "Yeah? And how do you know I'm bad at romance?" *He said with an demanding expression*

"Cuz I know you long enough to know that" * I answered*

*He grumbled something under his breath, but he knew you were right. He was really really bad in romance, even an five-year-old knew more about love than him* 

*He sighed and nodded slightly* "Fine, you're right..." *He mumbled, defeated by admitting that you were right*

"I know." *I said giving him an grinn*

*He looked away and rolled his eyes, not amused at all that you were right and he was wrong and he definitely was NOT pouting*

*All the pups immediately stood up, knowing what this alarm meant. It was time for action once again*

*They all nodded their head an replied with an 'we'll try' or 'we be safe', and then they all left for the mission*

*I was alone again...... Wait.... I can prepare something......Let's make the living room an bios...... I started beginning*

(Back to you )

*They all came through the door like usual, all tired and exhausted as usual. They all looked at the living room being an bioss and were immediately very curious to see why you did that and what you we're planning*

"Oh, you guys are back. So I thought we could do an movie night?" * you said*

*They all nodded their head, having more energy again after hearing your words. They all already we're looking forward to the movie night*

"An good one though! None of those girly movies" *Rocky said, wanting to make sure it wouldn't be an love story or something*

"Yeah, yeah, I already got an list of ten films that are our options." *You said while everyone settled down*

"Awesome!" *Chase said, already getting an the couch and sitting down. The other pups also were settling down, also curious to know what the options were*

*You looked at Ryder who was still standing*

*He realized you were looking at him and looked at you, tilting his head slightly, an curious expression on his face*

*You pounted your head slighty to the chouch meaning to say 'are you gonna sit?'.*

*He understood what you we're hinting at and sat down next to you*

*From the left to the right the people/pups: Skye, Liberty, Rocky, Zuma, Chase, Marshall Me, Ryder, Rubble.* "So the options are:

Mufasa the lion king,

Despiceble me 4,

Migration,

Vivo,

Rise of the guardens,

Pokemon Detective Pikachu,

Wonka,

Imaginary friends,

Sing 2 and last but not least

Paddington rise to Peru."

*They all were listening and we're looking and seeing what options they had. Some we're already making up they're mind to what movie they wanted to watch while others were still debating with themselves*

"I want to watch Rise of the guardians" *Chase said, already knowing which movie he wanted to watch*

"Of course you want to watch that one" *Marshall said, rolling his eyes but also having to hold back an chuckle*

*You needed to hold in an smirk because the two were again acting like an couple again*

*Chase huffed and rolled his eyes* "Yeah and the others are so much better. One is just about a freaking monkey singing" *Chase said, sarcastically referring to Vivo*

"Hey! Vivo is good!" *Rocky said immediately. He was clearly very offended be Chase's comment*

*Chase chuckled* "Sure, sure, whatever...." *He said, sounding still very sarcastic*

*Rocky was annoyed and was about to say something when Zuma suddenly interrupted* "Guys, guys, just calm it. We aren't gonna solve this right now. Let's just vote the movie"

"Good idea, Zuma. And we do it on papers so we don't influence eachother. I count okay?" *you said*

*Everyone nodded, agreeing with this plan and all of them were starting to get an piece of paper ready*

*You collected the papers and looked wich movie had won*

*All of the pups we're waiting in anticipation to know wich movie was the most voted one*

"Pokemon: Detective Pikachu." *you said*

*There was some groans and disappointed looks from some, but also some cheers and applause. Zuma was the one who was the most disappointed, while Rocky and Marshall we're very enthusiastic about the movie*

"Oh come on, that's not fair..." *Zuma said with an whiny voice*

"Hey, no complaining now. Pikachu is awesome dude" *Rocky said, while ruffling Zuma's hair*

*MY SHIPP OMG!!!! YES!!!!!!*

*Zuma tried to sound mad and be annoyed, but an small smile spread across his face as Rocky was ruffling his hair. Marshall chuckled at the sight. Chase had an amused expression on his face. Rocky and Zuma we're still bickering while Ryder was just rolling his eyes*

*You pinched him with your ellebow and gave him and cold glance and than started the movie*

*Ryder rolled his eyes again but went quiet and started to pay attention to the movie. They all sat in silence, watching the interesting story unfold*

*Two hours passed and the movie was almost done. All of them we're very invested in the movie, some of them we're even holding their breath in suspense*

*Some of them we're eating snacks so the room was mostly quiet and the only sound was the movie and some snacks being eaten. A few of them even we're starting to cry when the emotional parts arrived*

*You then suddenly felt something lend on your shoulder so you looked next to you and.....*

*Ryder, who was sitting next to you, had fallen asleep and was leaning on your shoulder. He looked very tired and his mouth was slightly open. Some of the others already we're noticing and silently started giggling*

*Marshall, Chase and Zuma we're trying so hard not to burst out in laughs. Zuma had to slap Chase a few times to keep him from making too much noise. Rocky was the only one who just watched the scene with an amused expression*

*The others we're trying not to make an sound, they we're very amused and found it very cute that he had fallen asleep on your shoulder*

*The movie then ended*

*At the ending credits, they were all yawning because of how late it was already and they were really tired*

"Guys, can you can to the cabin? I will be there in an second okay?" *you asked*

*They all nodded and stood up, tiredly stretching their arms and yawning as they were making their way towards the door*

*As they left. You layed Ryder carefully down on the couch and put an blanket on him and then quietly walked to the dorm of the pups to sing your song like always*

*As you sang, they all slowly but peacefully fell asleep. They we're all dead tired from today's events. After you finished singing your song, you could hear the calm and steady breathing of the seven sleeping dogs. All of them we're in a deep sleep*

*You stayed a few seconds extra in their room, making sure everybody was sleeping before you headed back to the living room*

*You walked towards Ryder and carefully scooped him up in your arms and then started walking to his room*

*He let out an tired grunt as you picked him up, but he immediately relaxed in your arms. He was still completely out of it, but he managed to lean into your touch slightly*

*You were now in his room and you gently laid him on his bed*

*He opened his eyes for a second and mumbled something that sounded like an quiet 'thank you' before he closed his eyes again and was soon fully asleep*

*All of the pups were still sleeping, still exhausted from the mission of the day before. They were all snoring loudly and were laying/sitting in the weirdest positions possible*

*You were already awake and was sitting on the bench when Liberty walked in with Skye by her side both with an blush on their face. What was going on?*

*As they entered the room, you could feel that something was up. Both Liberty and Skye had an noticeable blush on their faces, but they we're trying to act casual. But the blushing wasn't really helping*

"What happend" *You asked with an smirk on your face. We were the only three awake yet*

*They both tried to act casual and normal, but it was obvious that something had happened. They we're struggling to hide it* "Nothing..." *Liberty said, sounding very unconvincing*

"Yeah, and you think I believe that......." *You said pulling up an eyebrow*

*They both shook their heads. They knew they were terrible at lying and they couldn't hide it from you. They were blushing even more now*

"Wait.....Did you guys confess?" *You asked your eyes sparkling*

*They looked at eachother, and then at you. Their faces were turning even more red as they slowly nodded their heads*

"Oh dear. I am so happy for you both." *You said happily*

*They both smiled, looking at eachother with complete adoration. They we're both extremely happy, but they we're still blushing like mad*

"Thanks" *Skye said with an extremely wide smile, still looking at Liberty as if she we're the only thing in the world*

"Yeah, thank you" *Liberty said, still not able to take her eyes of of Skye. They were just completely and utterly drowning into eachotheres eyes. It was so adorable*

"Oh, they're pancakes in the kitchen. I made them. Feel free to take" *You said still with your eyes sparkling*

"Oh, uh, thank you" *Skye said with an distracted expression. She wasn't even paying attention to the pancakes, she was completely entranced by Liberty's eyes. They were so deep, so pretty. She could stare into them for ages and not get tired of them*

*You laughed and looked at your book again. The feeling that they needed privacy was high in your body*

*They both had completely forgotten that I was still there. They were completely lost in each other and all they could see we're they eachoter. They didn't mind one bit though. They we're completely in love and they we're completely unbothered by the fact that I was still sitting there*

*They then walked away to the deck and you were left alone until you heard foodsteps on the hallway. And not from an pup. It was Ryder*

*He walked into the room, still looking sleepy and tired. He rubbed his eyes and let out an tired yawn. He wearily walked over to were I was sitting and slumped down next to me*

"Mornin'" *He mumbled with a tired voice. His hair was an absolute mess, and he had clearly just woken up*

*You giggled silently at his hair*

*He noticed you giggling and gave you an confused look while he tried to run a hand through his messy hair* "What.. What are you laughing about?" *He asked while he was still rubbing his eyes with the other hand*

"Your hair,Baka. It looks like it was exploded by an bomb"

"Yeah yeah, rub it in..." *He grumbled. He was still trying to control his messy hair, but it was useless. His hair was completely wild and crazy*

*He sighed and let go of the hair, defeated, knowing that he wouldn't be able to control his hair in it's current state. He leaned back and looked away. There was an silence for a few seconds before he spoke up again* "Can I ask you something?"

*You nodded still reading in your book*

*He looked at me for a second before looking away once more, an slight look of uneasiness on his face* "How.. How did you know Liberty and Skye confessed yesterday..." *He mumbled, fidgeting with a small piece of string that was coming of the side of the couch*

"Huh? You know it too?" *You asked curious how he knew*

*He nodded* "Yeah, I heard them talking to eachoter when I went to the toilet last night..."

"Oh,well, they told me this morning" *you said now closing your book and looking at the place where Liberty and Skye diseapered.*

*He nodded* "Yeah, I figured" *He said, still looking at his feet. He was fidgeting with the piece of string, still looking anxious and nervous*

"What that the real question or...." *You asked seeing how he was moving and looking nervous*

*He bit his lip as he tried to find the right words. He opened his mouth a few times, like he wanted to say something, but closed it again. He was hesitant, nervous, anxious* "Uh... Not really, no...." *He eventually said*

"Then what was it?" *You asked now looking at him and pulling your book aside*

*He suddenly looked uncomfortable and he was having trouble keeping eye contact, he was playing with the string again* "Uh... You know the glowing water event tonight...?"

"Oh, yes I heard about it."*You said*

*He swallowed thickly* "Uh... Yeah..." *He wasn't making any sense, he was just fiddling and fidgeting with the piece of string while mumbling uncomprehensible words*

"We are surrounded by water so I think we will have an amazing view and we can swim if we want to" *You said seeing that he had it difficult to get the words out of his mouth*

"Yeah..." *He said with a small nod, but there was something on his mind. He was still playing with the piece of string, now having tied it in an knot, which he kept worrying with the tip of his finger*

*You was getting curious. He clearly wanted to ask you something, but it looked like he couldn't bring up the courage to do it. He was struggling for words, but he was just messing around with the string, not even looking at you. It was making you worried* "Ryder, what's wrong?"

*He flinched slightly when you asked him the question, he was still looking at the floor, but took a deep, shaky breath before he gathered his thoughts* "I, uh.... There is...." *He started, stuttering over his words. He was having trouble looking you in the eye, and his hands were visibly shaking. He looked so nervous, but he tried to keep himself calm*

"Hey... Whatever it is. You can tell me, okay?" *You said gently. You placed a hand on his knee, but this made him fidget even more*

*He felt an shiver run up his spine when you laid my hand on him, but not because of how it felt, but because the gesture made him more nervous* "I, uh...." *He tried to continue, but he couldn't form the words. He took another couple of deep breaths and closed his eyes*

*He swallowed thickly. He was completely and utterly nervous, he was even nervous enough to tremble slightly.* "I.... I had an question..." *He said after another deep breath, but he still had an hard time keeping eye contact*

*He nodded and clenched his jaw, his entire body was shaking as he desperately tried to find the right words* "Uh... I was wondering...." *He said, finally finding a bit of courage to look me in the eyes. But he still couldn't get the words out*

"Take your time, okay? Just relax." *You said softly, to let him know you wasn't trying to rush him. He nodded and took a few seconds to calm himself. He took a deep shaky breath before he started speaking again* "I, uh... I was wondering, for tonight, would it.... Would it be okay if...?" *He was doing so much better this time, he wasn't stuttering anymore, he was staying more calm and he could keep eye contact with you for longer*

*You nodded and smiled reassuringly. He seemed to relax slightly at my words* "Of course..." *You said simply, but you had an feeling you knew where this conversation was going*

*He took a deep breath, still fiddling with the string. He was visibly more relaxed now than before, but that didn't mean he still wasn't nervous. He was still trembling slightly and the colour of his face was a light shade of red* "I was wondering..... If you would like to go with me..." *He said carefully*

*You smiled at him and nodded again. You placed an gentle hand on his knee, noticing that he did flinch slightly once again at your touch* "I would love to go with you, Ryder." *You said softly*

*Those words brought an huge sense of relief to him. It was the exact thing he had been hoping I would say, but he was still in complete disbelief* "R-Really? You... You want to go with me?" *He asked slowly, just to make sure he hadn't misheard anything*

*You couldn't help but smile at the sight of how adorably confused he looked, and ypu chuckled softly.* "Yes, Ryder, I would love to go with you." *You confirmed, still smiling warmly at him*

*A small smile spread on his face and he finally looked like his nervousness was slipping away. He was clearly ecstatic, but he was still trying to keep himself calm* "Okay... O-Okay..." *He said, now sounding extremely relieved, but his face was still red*

*You smiled warmly at him, feeling amused at his reaction. He was clearly happy, the nervousness was fading away and he was slowly starting to look more like his usual self. He was still fidgeting with the string, but he wasn't trembling anymore*

*He seemed to finally loosen up, now feeling way less nervous now that he finally had gotten those words out. He looked more relaxed and comfortable now, an small smile still plastered on his face* "Thanks..." *He whispered*

-Timeskip to evening. We settled the pups for an movie and we got now to the garage of the boat to Ryder his quad.*

*He was waiting by the garage door, holding two helmets. He was wearing his normal ride outfit. He was clearly in a better mood since this morning when he confessed to you. He was still fidgeting with the string, but he was no longer nervous. He was feeling more comfortable and confident now. He had a soft smile on his face as he saw you walking towards him*

*You saw his smile spreading wider as you came to an stop in front of him* "Ready to go?" *You asked, mirroring his soft smile*

*He nodded, his heart fluttering a bit at your voice. He handed you an helmet* "Here..." *He said softly, biting his lip as he held the helmet towards you*

*You took the helmet from him, their fingers touching briefly in the process. A tingle run up your spine at the brief contact, he was still looking at you with the same soft smile*

*He swallowed thickly as he looked at you. His heart was racing in his chest, pounding in hus ears, he was getting nervous again. He quickly realized he was just staring at you like an idiot and shook his head, snapping out of it*

"Uh.... Right let's go then...?" *He said, trying to act normal. He knew he shouldn't be nervous or this anxious. He shouldn't be feeling these feelings. You were just an friend, and nothing more. That's what he kept telling himself anyway*

*You smiled at him and nodded.* "I'm ready" *You could see he was trying ( and failing) to act normal, You could tell he was nervous. You could also tell he was trying to push away his feelings. You was secretly hoping he would just give in at some point*

*His heart gave an painful throb as you said that you were ready. He could feel the familiar, painful pang in his chest. He knew he should suppress those feelings again, and he should just act normal, but it was getting so hard, it was getting so damn hard.....*

*He was fidgeting with the string again, looking everywhere but directly at you. He was doing anything he could to keep himself distracted, but it was getting more and more difficult. He wanted to just say those words, give up and give in to these feelings, but he was still trying to convince himself that it was wrong to feel like this*

"So... Let's go....?" *You asked looking at him with your questioning eyes slight and still having an soft smile on your lips*

*He took an deep breath before nodding again, taking the last bit of courage he had* "Yeah, let's go..." *He said, still not looking you in the eyes, he was staring at anything else: the ground, the night sky, everything but you*

*You nodded and we both climbed on the quad. You sat down behind him, wrapping your arms around him to hold onto him. Your body was pressed against his back. You were close. Really, really close. You were close enough to hear his breath hitch in his throat. He could feel your warmth right behind him, he could feel his heart rate increasing as you was pressing up against him, he could feel his brain short circuiting*

*He was trying so hard to stay calm, trying so hard not to let those feelings in, but it was so hard when you were sitting behind him, when your body was pressed up against his, when you were so goddamn close and he could feel every little breath you took*

*He was getting overwhelmed and flustered by how close I was. He could feel the warmth of my breath on his neck, and it was making him shiver slightly. He was gripping the quad's handles so hard that his knuckles had turned white. He was trying so hard to stay focused, to keep his mind from running wild, to prevent himself from losing control*

"You okay...?" *You asked, noticing how hard he was gripping the quad. He bit his lip and nodded, not trusting his own voice at that moment*

"Mhm..." *He said softly. It was all he could muster at the moment. He was trying so hard to keep his cool, to keep his composure, but he was failing horribly. He was so flustered, so overwhelmed, so undone. He could feel your body pressed against his back, he could feel your breath on his neck, he could feel your presence, and it was driving him insane. He wasn't sure how much longer he could hold it together*

*His heart was thumping erratically in his chest as he started riding. The feeling of you being pressed up against his back was driving him wild, it was the only thing he could think about. He could feel your arms tightening around him, holding onto him tighter with every bump and curve of the quad. He could feel your breath on his neck, making his heart rate skyrocket*

*His mind was completely clouded, he was having difficulty thinking of anything except how close you were. He was acutely aware of every single point of contact between them, every little thing. He could feel your heart beating against his back, he could feel your hair tickling his skin, he could feel the warmth of your body, he could feel your breath on his neck, he could feel every movement of your chest up and down. He was completely and utterly distracted by it all, and he was losing his mind*

-*You both then arrived at the beach*

*He stopped the quad and took a few deep, shaky breaths, trying to calm himself down, but he was finding it more and more difficult. He could feel the cool night air on his overheated skin, but even that couldn't help him calm down. His heart was still racing, his breathing was still shallow and ragged, and he could still feel your presence behind him, still feel your arms wrapped around him. He couldn't focus, couldn't think straight, all he could do was sit there*

*You looked around, admiring the beauty of the beach at night. The stars were glimmering above you guys, painting the night sky in a deep blue and the sand was illuminated by the faint silvery glow of the moon. The water was calmly rippling, creating a soothing, whooshing sound, almost like whispers*

*He tried to focus on the surroundings, tried to focus on the beauty around him, but he just couldn't. He was still breathing heavily, his heart still thumping erratically in his chest, and he was still hyper aware of my presence behind him, still hyper aware of the feeling of your arms around him, your breath on his neck. He was struggling to keep it together, struggling to find his composure, but he was losing the battle, he was losing his mind*

*You softly got away from behind him and let yourself land on the ground admiring the beauty around you*

*When you moved away from him, the cool air around him was like a bucket of ice. He could still feel the ghost of your arms around him, could still feel your presence behind him. His heart was still beating erratically in his chest, his breathing still ragged and shallow. He felt vulnerable, exposed, and open. He was slowly losing control, slowly losing it, and there was nothing he could do to stop it*

*You looked up at the sky, watching the stars twinkling against the backdrop of the moonlit night. The soothing sound of the water was like a gentle lullaby, pulling you into a state of peaceful relaxation. You wanted to just bask in the tranquility of the night, to let it wash away all your worries, all your fears, all your doubts. You felt at peace, at home, at tranquility. But there was still one thing on your mind that was keeping you grounded, one thing that was making you unable to fully immerse yourself in this moment...*

*He watched you admiring the stars. His heart was still beating erratically in his chest, his breathing still ragged and shallow. Even though you were now standing a few feet away from him, he could still feel the ghost of your arms around him. He still felt vulnerable, exposed, and open. He couldn't help but get lost in the image of me under the stars. You looked so beautiful, so radiant, so peaceful. It was like he could see everything, every little detail, every tiny blemish. He couldn't take his eyes away.*

*His heart gave another painful throb in his chest. He could no longer lie to himself, he could no longer deny the truth. He was hopelessly, completely, and utterly in love with you. He felt torn, torn between his own feelings and his fear of losing you guys friendship. He felt a mixture of love, longing, fear, and uncertainty swirling inside of him, like a whirlwind of emotions that he had no control over*

*He clenched his jaw as he tried to suppress the emotions that were threatening to boil over. He needed to get a grip, he needed to keep his feelings under control, to keep those three words from bursting out of his mouth. But it was getting harder and harder to hold it all in, to keep it all contained*

*He was drowning, drowning in his own feelings, drowning in his own thoughts. He was losing control, he was no longer in control. His heart was racing, his cheeks were flushed, his mind was spinning. He was drowning, drowning in love, but he couldn't swim, he didn't know how*

*He knew he should just say it, he should just get it over with. Just spit it out, say those three words, and let the chips fall where they may. But he couldn't, he was too scared, too afraid of rejection, too terrified of losing you. He didn't know what to do, what to say, what to think. He was drowning, drowning in his own emotions, drowning in his own thoughts, drowning in love, drowning in you, and he was scared, so goddamn scared*

*He was shaking now, his whole body trembling with fear and anxiety. He couldn't hold it together any longer, he couldn't hold it in any longer. The words were on the tip of his tongue, threatening to burst out at any moment, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't say it, he couldn't bring himself to cross that final line.*

*You snapped out of your tranquility when you heard a soft sob. You turned around and your eyes widened as you saw what was happening. He was shaking, trembling like a leaf in a hurricane, and he was starting to cry.*

*You quickly walked to him and pulled him into an hug trying to comfort him. He trembled as you hugged him. He could feel the heat of your body against his, and it was overwhelming. He couldn't hold it back anymore. He buried his face into your shoulder and let out a broken sob. His body was shaking violently, and he was crying heavily*

"Hey, hey, it's okay. It's okay. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. Just let it out. Let it all out" *You said in your usual soft tone but now just a bit more softer*

*He clutched onto you tightly, holding on to you like a lifeline, like you were the only thing keeping him grounded, keeping him from completely losing himself. He was sobbing uncontrollably, his whole body shaking with the force of his sobs.*

*You just hugged him tightly, holding him close and stroking his back gently. You could feel the pain and anguish radiating from him, and it broke your heart. You just held him, letting him cry, letting him let it all out, letting him vent all his pent-up emotions.*

"What's wrong? Did.... Did something happend?" *You asked having no idea why he was like this*

*He just shook his head, unable to speak through his tears. He was still clutching onto me tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, I would disappear. He was trying to catch his breath, his body was trembling, his eyes were puffy and red as he hiccupped softly*

"Then why....." *You softly asked unsure what to do*

*He let out an shaky breath and took a few seconds to finally calm down a bit. He was still trembling, still holding onto you tightly, but he was slowly starting to calm down. You could feel his heart rate slowing down, could feel his breathing starting to even out, could feel the tension slowly leaving his body.*

*He slumped against you, his body going limp in your arms. He was so exhausted from crying, from the intensity of his emotions, that he had completely passed out. His head was laying on your shoulder, his breathing was slow and steady, and he felt heavy in your arms*

*You were a bit unsure what to do. You knew First-aid bit it seemed like this was stress and his heart and breathing was still okay. So you decided to carefully take him home.*

*His body was limp in your arms, like he was a ragdoll. He was out completely, his head lolled against your shoulder, his arms hanging down. He looked so vulnerable, so exhausted, so at peace. You gently carried him back to his quad, carefully laying him in a comfortable position. You then got on the quad as well and held him tightly against your chest as you drove back to the cabin*

*He was still unconscious, completely passed out. He was completely relaxed in your arms, his head resting against your chest. His breathing was slow and steady, as if he was in an deep sleep. He looked so calm and peaceful, like all the emotions that had been tormenting him had finally been soothed, finally been laid to rest. You held him tightly as you continued driving, careful not to disturb his slumber*

-You both arrived at the boat

*You carefully got off the quad, still holding Ryder in your arms. He was still fast asleep, but he was starting to stir a little bit. You were still careful to not disturb him too much, not wanting to wake him up just yet. You gently carried him into the boat and laid him on one of the couches in the boat*

*He groaned softly as you laid him down, his eyes fluttering open slightly. He was still half asleep, he was completely disoriented and confused. He tried to sit up, but he was too tired and exhausted to properly move. He was blinking his eyes, trying to clear his blurry vision, trying to focus on your face.*

*You sat down next to him on the couch, gently placing your hand on his shoulder to keep him from sitting up. You gently pushed him back, making sure he was lying down comfortably. He was still blinking bleary eyes, trying to wake up and get his bearings, but he was far too tired and sleepy to do much. He closed his eyes again, his breathing becoming slow and even*

*He was fighting to stay awake, trying to keep his eyes open but failing miserably. His whole body was weary, his mind was tired, and he couldn't keep his eyes open for much longer. He was struggling to keep himself conscious, but his body was too exhausted to put up much of a fight. He felt himself slipping away again, his body growing even more limp as he sank into the couch.*

*You smiled a bit at the sight of Ryder who fell asleep. You gently plased an blanket around him and sneaked into your room leaving him in the silence*

*As you snuck out of the room and left the room, the silence immediately settled in the room. Ryder was still fast asleep, his body sprawled out on the couch, completely relaxed and still. He was so exhausted from crying earlier, the sleep was coming easily to him. He stirred slightly in his sleep, snuggling closer into the blanket you had placed around him*

-The next morning

*He slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times as he tried to clear his blurry vision. He was still laying on the couch, wrapped in the blanket. He took a deep breath, trying to remember what happened last night. He felt a bit confused and disorientated, his mind was still somewhat fuzzy from the sleep. He sat up on the couch, wincing at the bright sunlight that was shining through the windows*

*He rubbed his eyes and looked around. The events of the previous night were still hazy, but he vaguely remembered what had happened. He remembered crying, remembered feeling overwhelmed and out of control, but after that everything else was a blur. He was trying to piece it all together, to make sense of it all, but his head was throbbing, and it was hard to focus*

"Oh, your awake. Did you sleep well" *You asked as you walked into the living room out of the kitchen*

*He turned around to look at you, a bit startled by your sudden appearance. His hair was messy, and he still looked a bit dazed from sleep. He rubbed his tired eyes and nodded, trying to form a coherent response* "Yeah, I think so. Uh, did I fall asleep out here?" *He asked, his voice still a bit groggy and raspy*

"Kind of....." *You spoke unsure how to say this*

*He raised an eyebrow at your answer, a bit confused by it. He looked around, taking in his surroundings, as if trying to piece together the events of the night* "Kind of..?" *He repeated quietly, as if trying to make sure he had heard you correctly*

"Well, you fainted into my arms so I brought you home, but you became awake again when I layed you on the couch and fell asleep again a few seconds later" *You answered*

*He nodded slowly, his memories starting to come back. He remembered feeling overwhelmed, remembered breaking down, remembered feeling scared, and he remembered you holding him, comforting him. He felt a pang of guilt in his chest, realizing that you must have seen him in a moment of weakness. He had always prided himself on being strong, on being in control, and the thought of you seeing him like that was embarrassing. He looked down at his hands, avoiding your gaze*

*You looked at him curious and worried, Wondering why he reacted that way yeserday.* "So....uhm...why....Is something wrong?" *You didn't know actually what to say. It was such a long time ago you saw him cry. The day after we lost the pup tower. That was the last time. But why did he cry yesterday?*

*He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He was struggling to find the right words, trying to figure out what to say. He felt vulnerable, exposed, and he didn't like it. He didn't like the way he had broken down in front of you, how he had shown his weakness, his fragility. He clenched his jaw, trying to hold it together. He knew he couldn't hide it forever, but he wasn't ready to tell the truth, not yet*

"Do you want to hold it quiet? I can wait" *You said with a soft smile on your lips*

*He looked up at you, surprised by your words. He hadn't expected you to be so understanding, so patient with him. He had expected you to push him, to demand explanations, to demand the truth. But instead, you were giving him space, giving him time to sort through his thoughts, to figure things out on his own terms. He felt a wave of gratitude wash over him, and he gave you a small, shaky nod*

*You then thought of something that could make his mind less confusing for himself and decided to ask him the question I always asked to the pup who was first in the living room*"Well, the pups are not awake yet. So what do you say you help me for once with the pancakes?"

*You followed him, happy that he was a bit more easy in his body.*

*He walked into the kitchen and looked around, taking in the various ingredients and supplies spread out on the counter. He felt a sense of nostalgia as he looked around the kitchen, seeing all the familiar tools and appliances that he had used dozens of times before. He couldn't help but smile and chuckled softly, feeling a sense of belonging and comfort in this familiar setting*

*After a few minutes of baking you both could hear the sound of the pups door and you were curious who was first, this time*

*You both turned to the sound of the pup's door opening, listening as multiple paws pattering against the floorboards as the pups were starting to wake up and make their way downstairs*

*The pups came rushing into the kitchen, their energy and enthusiasm boundless as they saw you both standing there with a stack of pancakes on the counter. Rubble was the first to run over, his eyes wide with excitement as he stared up at the pancakes*

"Pancakes! Pancakes! Pancakes!" *He chanted excitedly, bouncing up and down on his paws like an exuberant puppy*

"Yes, we know, Rubble. Pancakes" *Ryder said with a chuckle as the rest of the pups came into the kitchen as well, their tails wagging eagerly and their eyes locked onto the stack of pancakes*

*You smiled, you were glad that Ryder was in his easy again and also that the pups were happy about the pancakes like usual.It made you feel at your ease. It was heart warming and you could breathe again with the thoughts that it was alright*

*Rubble was still bouncing around, his energy levels off the charts as he circled the counter, his attention completely fixated on the pancakes. Zuma and Marshall were already fighting each other over the syrup, each wanting to pour some on their own pancakes first*

*Skye watched the two of them bickering with an exasperated expression, while Rocky just stood off to the side, trying to stay out of the way. Chase was the last one to come into the kitchen, and he looked slightly tired. He yawned loudly as he entered, clearly still trying to shake off the last remnants of sleep.*

*All the pups answered at the same time, their voices a chorus of enthusiastic "yes!" and "good morning!". Rubble was still bouncing around, too busy staring at the pancakes to really focus on anything else. Zuma and Marshall were still fighting over the syrup, trying to snatch the bottle out of each others hands while complaining about each other*

*Rocky was sitting on the floor, still looking a bit sleepy. He yawned again as he looked around, taking in the scene of chaos in the kitchen. He shook his head, clearly amused by the behavior of the other pups.*

*Chase just stood there, trying to rub the sleep from his eyes. He let out a tired sigh as he watched Zuma and Marshall continuing to argue over the syrup. He rolled his eyes, clearly exasperated by their antics*

*Your eyes then got to Skye and Liberty who were next to each other. Right.... THE NEW COUPLE!!!! You were so glad you all had an couple in the house..... You hoped Marshall and Chase also come together. Just like Rocky and Zuma. Rubble and food is already done......*

*Rubble was still dancing around the counter, his eyes locked on the pancakes and his tongue hanging out of his mouth. He was practically drooling, his mouthwatering at the sight of the food*

*You looked at Rubble and chuckled at his excited expression. His energy was infectious and you could feel a smile spreading on your face as you watched him dance around the counter*

"Rubble, calm down, you'll get your pancakes, geez" *Zuma said, rolling his eyes at Rubble. Although he was still holding the syrup bottle, determined not to let Marshall have a drop.*

*Rubble stopped dancing and turned to Zuma with a pleading look in his eyes* "But I'm so hungry!" *He whined, pouting dramatically*

"The first stage pancakes is ready~" *You sang while you put down seven pancakes on the table. For each pup one*

*The pups all immediately stopped whatever they were doing, and their attention was now entirely on the pancakes on the table. Rubble was downright salivating at the sight of the food, his eyes wide and his mouth now watering even more*

*All the pups gathered around the table, their noses practically twitching in anticipation. Rubble was practically bouncing with excitement, his tail wagging a mile a minute. Zuma and Marshall stopped fighting over the syrup, completely forgetting about their original argument in the face of the delicious breakfast in front of them*

*All the pups started digging into the pancakes, devouring them with ravenous enthusiasm. Rubble was stuffing his face, shoveling pancakes into his mouth at an incredible rate, getting syrup all over his face and paws*

"Rubble, slow down! You're getting syrup everywhere!" *Marshall scolded, shaking his head in disapproval at Rubble's messy eating habits*

*Chase was still sitting off to the side, clearly lost in thought. He was watching the others eating, but his attention was clearly distracted. Rocky noticed him sitting there and looked over, following his gaze. He saw that Chase was looking at Marshall, and a smirk spread on his face*

*Rocky nudged Zuma, who was sitting beside him, and whispered* "Looks like Chase is being distracted by something." *Zuma followed his gaze and saw Chase staring at Marshall, and he grinned as well*

"About time he made a move!" *He whispered back, his grin widening. Both him and Rocky were quite aware of the tension that had been building between Chase and Marshall for a while now.*

*Chase suddenly became aware of their stares and he snapped out of his thoughts, turning to look at them, clearly confused* "What?" *He asked, a hint of defensiveness in his voice*

*Zuma and Rocky quickly looked away, feigning innocence* "Oh, nothing." *Zuma replied, trying to sound nonchalant. But Rocky couldn't hold back a smirk, and he elbowed Zuma, who had to stifle a laugh*

*Chase was not convinced by their innocent act. He knew something was up, and he narrowed his eyes at them.* "Don't give me that. I know you're up to something." *He said, his suspicion growing*

"Up to something? Us? Never." *Zuma said, trying to sound as innocent as possible. But he failed miserably, and he and Rocky couldn't hold back their grins anymore*

"Rocky, Zuma, Please don't tease Chase. Don't act like you bith stare at each other often" *You said*

 *Rocky and Zuma both feigned surprised, their eyes widening in feigned innocence*

"What?! We would never!" *They both exclaimed in unison*

*But the looks on their faces quickly gave them away, and they both burst into laughter*

*Chase rolled his eyes at their antics, clearly exasperated by their behavior. But as they started laughing, he couldn't help but crack a small smile. He knew there was no point in getting upset with Zuma and Rocky, they were mischief magnets*

*As the laughter died down, Zuma turned to Chase.* "So, have you made a move yet?" *He asked, a sly smirk on his face. Rocky elbowed him, gesturing for him to be quiet, but Zuma just ignored him*

*Chase felt his cheeks heat up at the question, and he avoided Zuma's gaze* "What do you mean? Made a move how?" *He asked, trying to feign ignorance*

*Zuma rolled his eyes at his attempts to cover up* "You know exactly what I mean. When are you going to tell Marshall how you feel?" *He asked, his tone playful but also slightly challenging*

*Chase's cheeks turned even redder, and he shot Zuma a glare* "It's...it's complicated." *He muttered, avoiding eye contact*

"Guys! Stop or you will not get one more pancake. THIS WHOLE WEEK" *You said sawing how nervous and red Chase was getting*

*Zuma and Rocky immediately quieted down at my warning. They knew I was serious and would not hesitate to withhold their pancakes. They quickly shut up, nodding sheepishly.*

"Yes maam" *They said in unison*

*Chase couldn't help but chuckle at their immediate compliance. He was grateful for your intervention, as he was feeling a bit uncomfortable with Zuma and Rocky's persistent teasing*

*After the commotion had died down, you began to clear the table and clean up the mess the pups had left. You could still hear them chatting and laughing in the background, their energy and laughter contagious. You smiled to yourself, feeling content and happy just knowing they were here, safe and happy.*

*You heard quiet footsteps coming up behind you, and you turned to see Ryder walking towards you*

*He stopped a few feet away from you, hesitating for a moment before speaking.* "Can I uh...help you with the dishes?"

"Oh, for sure." *You said with a warm smile*

*He nodded and stepped up next to you, rolling up his sleeves and grabbing a towel.*

"Thanks" *He said, his tone slightly quieter than usual as he took a plate from you and began drying it*

*You both worked in silence for a few moments, the only sound coming from the pups chatting and laughing in the background. You could feel the tension between both of you, even though you were not talking. You decided the best thing to do was to just ignore it and focus on the task at hand*

*Ryder was doing his best to do the same, but he couldn't help but steal glances at you every now and then. He found himself observing your every little move, from the way you were drying the dishes to the way your hair flowed over your shoulders. He found himself getting lost in his thoughts again, unable to focus on the task at hand*

"Something bothering you?" *You asked*

*He jolted slightly, snapping out of his thoughts. He looked at you and shook his head, forcing a small smile on his face*

"No, nothing's wrong. I'm fine." *He said, trying to sound nonchalant, though you could tell it was fake*

"Oh.....Okay then." *You said a bit dissapointed that he lied, but you decided to just drop it. There probally was an reason*

 *He looked at you out of the corner of his eye, noting the slight disappointment in your tone. He mentally cursed at himself for being so damn obvious, for letting you know that something was bothering him. He felt the guilt building inside him, but he tried his best to push it down, to ignore it*

*It was then that the alarm got of. Showing there was an new emergency*

*You both looked up at the alarm, recognizing the familiar alert. The playful energy in the air quickly evaporated, replaced by a sense of urgency and seriousness*

"Wish you luck" *You said*

*He gave a nod, his expression now serious and focused* "Thanks" *He said, already turning away to join the rest of the pups*

-When they came home you were just putting your jacket on.

*The pups came bounding through the door, their energy high and their excitement palpable. But upon seeing that you were on your way out, they all paused and looked at you curiously*

"My sister. She called me and said she had news, so I am going there." *You said in an happy tone*

*The pups all looked at each other, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and concern*

Marshall: "When will you be back?"

"I have no idea. Depends on the news" *you said while looking at Ryder*

*His expression was stoic, but his eyes betrayed a hint of concern. He was wondering what news your sister had that was so important*

"Well. I shall be going. Don't make the house a mess." *you said glanching at the pups*

*The pups nodded, although there was a hint of mischief gleamed in their eyes*

"Ryder. Don't be to harsh on them." *You said before leaving the boat.*

*He rolled his eyes, a small grin on his face*

"I won't. Not too much, at least"

-An few hours later the emergency phone got of again.

*Ryder, who was keeping an eye on the pups, immediately picked up the phone*

*Your voice was hearble* "Guys......You know I was taking the taxi....."

*Ryder's eyes widened in concern as he heard your voice on the other end of the line* "Y/n? What happened?" *He asked, his grip on the phone tightening*

"Uhm... Wel... How do I put this,.... We are kinda with an car in the oceaan.......Don't ask me how he did it..... The driver fainted... The car is fully though..." *You said total in an calm voice.*

*Ryder's jaw dropped, and his expression turned to complete disbelief. He was at a loss for words for a moment, his mind racing to process what you had just told him* "What do you mean, you're in the ocean?? How the hell did you get there?"

"I dunno. He just suddenly got of the bridge....." *Yousaid still in an calm tone.*

*Ryder could barely process what he was hearing. You sounded so calm, so nonchalant, as if being in a car underwater was no big deal* "Are you hurt at all?? Is the driver okay?? How deep is it??"

"I'm not hurt. The driver is unconsious and what do you mean, how deep is it?" *You asked still in an calm voice.*

*Ryder was baffled by your composure. How on earth were you so calm, when you were literally trapped in a sinking car* "I mean, how deep underwater are you?? Have you already opened a window or anything?!"

"The windows or anything are not open. We are half under water. And I can't open anything cuz the buttons are by the drivers seat. And I can't go there because the car will probally sink then." *You ansewered still calm*

*Ryder swore under his breath, feeling a sense of panic creeping up on him* "So you're trapped in the car, underwater, with no way to open the windows or get out?? How are you so damn calm about this?!"

"Load and clear, sir. Now it would help if you would not panic and just get here, baka" *You said still calm*

*Ryder froze for a moment, a mix of surprise and annoyance at being called baka. He couldn't believe you were so eerily calm, while you were in such a dangerous situation. He quickly shook off his surprise and got a grip on himself*

"Okay, okay. I'm on my way. Just...stay put, okay? Don't do anything stupid."

"No, no I won't. I have my live location on so you know where I am" *You said still calm*

*Ryder nodded, even though he knew you couldn't see it* "Got it. I'm heading out now. Just keep calm, okay? We'll get you out of this."

*He quickly hung up the phone and turned to the pups, now in his serious leader mode*

"Pups, there's been an emergency. We need to save someone."

*The pups all looked at him with curious and worried expressions. They knew it must be serious for him to be using his serious tone*

*Chase was the first to approach him, his expression grave*

Chase: "What kind of emergency?"

*Ryder took a deep breath, trying to keep his own emotions in check*

"Someone's car went off the bridge and into the ocean. They're stuck underwater, and we need to get them out."

*Ryder took a deep breath, trying to keep his own emotions in check*

"Someone's car went off the bridge and into the ocean. They're stuck underwater, and we need to get them out."

*The pups eyes widened in surprise and worry at the news*

Marshall: "Wait...they're in the ocean underwater?"

Skye: "That's dangerous..."

"Okay. Skye I need you to fly there and see if you can hold the car above. Me and Zuma will come in our jetski's to bring the car to land. Clear?" *Ryder said*

Skye: This pup is gonna take into the sky! *She said while she flew away to the place Ryder send her to*

*Ryder nodded, glad that we already had a plan in mind. He turned to Zuma*

"Okay, let's get the jetski's and head out"

Zuma: *Nodding.* "On it!"

*Zuma quickly ran off to get the jetski's ready, and the rest of the pups quickly followed, each of them wanting to help save anyone they can.*

Skye in the microfone: Skye here. I see an black car in the water. The windows are black, I think it is un uber.

*Ryder responded through his pup-pad*

"Alright, try to keep the car above water as best as you can. Zuma and I will come with the Jet ski's"

*Zuma, quickly came back into the area, carrying one of the two jet ski's they were going to use. He looked determined to save whoever he could.*

Zuma: "Ready set, get wet!."

*Ryder nodded, mounting the other jet ski and getting it started* "Let's do this"

-Meanwhile with Skye and me.

Skye couldn't hear anything that came from the car and she was holding the car up. Meanwhile inside you were singing rain in taco's to calm yourself down.

*In the midst of the tense situation, everyone was trying to stay focused and do their job. Ryder and Zuma were making their way towards the location, while the pups had just arrived at the scene, watching with bated breath as Skye hovered above the submerged car*

*Zuma, with an serious expression on his face, called over to Skye "We're almost at the car!"

Skye: Affirmative! I'll keep it afloat until then!

Ryder: Good. Just a bit longer!

*A few more minutes later, Ryder and Zuma pulled up next to the car, their jet ski's creating ripples in the water.*

*They both turned off the engines, and looked up at the car. It was completely under water, only a small portion of the car was still visible above the surface*

*Zuma looked nervous, uncertainty in his eyes* "We're here. How we gonna get them out?" *He said looking at Ryder*

*Ryder scanned the car, taking in the situation* "The windows are locked, right?"

Zuma: Yep, the windows are locked alright.

*He nodded, running through different options in his head* "Alright, here's what we're gonna do. Zuma, stay with the jet ski's and keep an eye out. I'm going to see if I can get the window open" *Zuma nodded, getting himself ready*

 *Ryder took a deep breath and quickly dove into the water. He swam to the car door, his mind focused on the task at hand.*

*He tried to push the passenger side door open, but it didn't budge. It was locked. He tried the driver's side door next, but it was the same story. He couldn't get either door to open*

*Suddenly the door of the driver got open and the driver swam up and the car got quickly deeper*

*Ryder's eyes widened in surprise as he saw the driver swim up and the car start sinking. He quickly re-focused himself and swam down towards the car. He knew he had to act quickly if he wanted to get you out before the car sunk to deep.*

*He grabbed onto the open car door and pulled it open further. He could see the interior of the car but couldn't see you, and he realized that he had to get to you fast.*

*You then suddenly swam towards him and pulled him up to the air*

*He gasped for air, his lungs burning as he resurfaced. He looked up and saw you beside him, catching your own breath*

*He quickly turned to you, his eyes wide with surprise and relief* "You're okay..." *He said, gasping for breath*

"Yup, I am alright. Is the dude alright?" *You asked looking for the driver*

*He looked over at the driver, who was treading water nearby* "Yeah, he's alright. Just a bit shaken up."

"I am never. Ever. going in an uber. In. my. whole.entire. life" *You then said*

*He couldn't help but chuckle, despite the seriousness of the situation* "I don't blame you. But I'm just glad you're okay."

"Can we get home now? I am cold......." *You said shivering*

*He nodded, still a bit out of breath* "Yeah, we can go. C'mon, let's get back to the pups."

*Zuma and Skye stared at you in surprise, their jaws dropping open.*

Zuma: "Wait...what? You were in the car the whole time??!!"

"Yeah...... I was.... Ryder didn't told you guys?" *You asked 

*Ryder shook his head, still trying to catch his breath* "No, there wasn't time to say anything."

*Zuma and Skye still looked shocked at the realization that you had been in the car the entire time, and they couldn't believe they hadn't known until now.*

*Ryder then climbed on his Jetski again. He looked over at you* "You coming?"

*You looked at him with red eyes from the seawater and nodded. You slowly took his hand he was holding out and got behind him on the Jetski. He had his waterproof suit on while you were here behind him in an sweater and sweatpants that were complety soaked. You were icecold, Shivering and tired*

*He looked over his shoulder at you, noticing your shivering form* "You alright back there? You must be freezing."

"Y-yea-h. I-i'-m o-ok-ay. Ju-st b-rin-g us---hhome" *You stuttered in the cold*

*He nodded, concerned but also focused on getting you back to land* "Yeah, yeah. We'll get home soon. Hang in there."

*He cranked the throttles and the Jetski roared to life, propelling us through the water. He could feel you clinging tightly to him, your body trembling against his back as he navigated the choppy waves*

*He was determined to get you back to dry land as quickly as possible, knowing that you needed to get out of your wet clothes and into something warm and dry*

*As they glided through the water, he stole occasional glances back at you, trying to assess how you were doing. Your teeth were chattering, and you looked exhausted, but you were staying strong. He could tell you were trying not to complain.*

*He pushed the Jetski faster, cutting through the waves with ease. His mind was focused on getting you home, on getting you out of the cold and into the warmth and safety of the pup boat.*

*Eventually, the outline of the pup boat came into view in the distance, and Ryder felt a sense of relief wash over him. They were almost there. Just a little longer, and they would be inside.*

*He increased the speed, drawing closer and closer to the boat. As they approached, he could see the pups waiting on the deck, their worried expressions changing into relief when they saw you all approaching.*

*Rocky and Chase quickly moved to help us disembark, their eyes widening in surprise when they saw you behind Ryder, soaking wet and shivering.*

*They helped you to your feet, concern etched on their faces as you stood there, shivering and trembling*

*Marshall grabbed a towel and wrapped it around your shoulders, trying to help you warm up* "J-jeez, you're freezing!"

"YE-ah I'-m o-k-a----y. -I'l-l j-us-t go -to m-y ro-om to ge-t som-e w-arm cl-othes," *You stuttered still from the cold*

*Marshall nodded, his expression still worried* "Good idea. You need to get out of those wet clothes as soon as possible"

*You slowly walked inside the boat towards your room*

*The other pups watched you go, their eyes following you as you shuffled away. They could see how tired and cold you were, and they knew they had to help you warm up as soon as possible*

*Ryder stayed behind, watching you disappear into the boat. He felt a pang of worry and concern, seeing how weak and exhausted you looked.*

*He wanted to follow you, to make sure you were alright, but he knew you needed some space. As he watched you disappear down the hallway, he couldn't help but worry. You were soaking wet and shivering, and he knew you needed to get warm and dry as quickly as possible.*

-A few minutes later you arrived in the living room with an new pair of sweatpants and a sweater.

*The pups were still loitering in the living room, their attention immediately diverted as you walk in. They all turn to look at you, their expressions filled with concern*

*You nodded. Your throat was hurting, but you didn't want Ryder to worry any more futher. You also had a long cut in your arm and leg, but didn't want to worry all of them and took care of it yourself*

*Chase approached you and rested a paw on one of your shoes* "You sure you're alright? You were in that car for a long time. You're not hiding any bruises or anything, are you?"

"No... Of course not." *You answered*

*He nodded, his eyes scanning your body for any signs of injury* "Alright, just making sure. We were all worried about you, you know."

*Marshall and Zuma echoed his sentiment, nodding in agreement* "Yeah, we thought we were gonna lose you for a moment there."

*Rocky raised an eyebrow, a slight frown on his face* "What do you mean?"

"You guys are saving many people. While I can just wait here and pray nothing happens to any of you" *You said a bit of sadness hiding in your voice*

*Ryder's expression softened, a hint of understanding crossing his face. He knew firsthand how helpless you could feel, waiting and worrying while they were out taking risks and facing danger.*

*He approached you and placed a hand on your shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.* "It's tough, I know. But your contribution is crucial too. Without a base, we wouldn't have anything to return to. You're the glue that keeps us going."

..........*You were a bit flustered because of that*

Marshall: Yeah and you do the cooking!

*Marshall added, a playful glint in his eye* "And the cleaning. And the laundry. And the shopping."

"Oh, and don't forget the paperwork." *Zuma chimed in, rolling his eyes melodramatically*

*Chase nodded, a smirk on his face* "Yeah, the paperwork. That's a full-time job in itself."

*The tension in the room eased as the pups continued to banter, their easy-going banter and gentle teasing bringing a hint of normalcy to the conversation.*

*Marshall chuckled, joining in on the playful banter* "And let's not forget about all the times we've given you a heart attack by coming home injured or in trouble. You're a permanent mother hen."

*Zuma smirked, adding to the list* "And you're a master at dealing with our messes. You're basically a clean-up crew for our antics."

*Chase chimed in, his tone half-joking and half-serious* "You're always there to patch us up, both physically and emotionally. You're like our personal first aid kit."

*Rocky nodded in agreement, a smirk on his face* "Not to mention the countless times you've bailed us out when we've gotten into trouble. You're like our get-out-of-jail-free card."

*They all laughed, the banter continuing back and forth. Their teasing was lighthearted, but beneath it all was a deep appreciation for all that you did for them. You were more than just a friend or ally; you were their rock, their support system, their mother hen.*

*You were so embarrassed just sitting there on the couch with your flustered face in your hands*

*Marshall chuckled, noticing your flustered state. He couldn't help but enjoy the rare sight of you being so bashful* "Aww, look at that. We've reduced the great Lily to a blushing mess."

*Zuma leaned in, a sly grin on his face* "Yeah, we've managed to ruffle your feathers. It's not every day we get to see you all pink-cheeked and bashful."

*Chase couldn't resist joining in on the fun* "You look adorable like this. Maybe we should tease you more often."

*It was at that moment that Ryder, Liberty and Skye came back into the room with hot chocolate so the boys immediatly shut up*

*Skye held a mug of hot chocolate in her paws, and Liberty stood next to her, a few more mugs in her paws. Ryder carried a tray of cookies, a small smile on his face as he noticed the way you blushing when he walked in*

*He met your gaze and raised an eyebrow slightly, a knowing smirk on his face. It was clear that he had noticed your flustered state and was silently amused by it*

*The room quieted down as everyone accepted the hot chocolate and cookies.*

*Ryder sat down next to you, his gaze never leaving your face. He watched intently as you sipped the hot chocolate, a thoughtful expression on his face*

*He couldn't help but notice the way your cheeks were tinged with a soft blush, and he found himself drawn to the sight. It was a side of you he rarely saw, and it made him both curious and a little fascinated*

*As the others began munching on their cookies, Ryder turned to you, a subtle smirk playing at the corners of his mouth*

"You alright? You seem a little...flushed." *He said, his voice low enough that only you could hear him.*

"....These guys decided to compliment me to death.." *You wishepered back to Ryder*

*You gave him an glanch and then looked at the time. Geez it was already 10pm in the evening* "Pups, bed time. "

*Chase, Rocky, Zuma, and Marshall all groaned in unison, while Liberty,Skye and Rubble just nodded, knowing better than to argue*

*Ryder chuckled, shaking his head at the pups' collective grumble. He knew that convincing them to go to bed on time was always a struggle* "Come on, guys. It's time for bed. You know the rules."

"If you don't go to bed right now. There will be no pancakes tommorow for the four of you" *You said*

*You followed them and like usual sang your song. After, you returned to the living room where Ryder was waiting*

*He was still sitting on the couch, a few cookies in his hand. He looked up as you entered the room, a small smile on his face* "You always manage to get them to bed so quickly."

*He pats the spot next to him on the couch, signaling for you to sit down. Once you sit down with him, he looks at you closely, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity*

*You were quiet. You didn't know what to say at all, right now*

*He noticed your silence and the way you avoided his gaze. He knew something was on your mind, so he decided to break the ice with a question* "You're unusually quiet tonight."

".....I guess....." *You mumbled*

*He studied your expression for a moment, noting the troubled look in your eyes* "Is something bothering you? You seem troubled."

( .... = means that you are quiet )

....

*He tilted his head slightly, giving you a concerned look* "You can talk to me, you know. Whatever it is, I'm here for you."

....

*He reached out and gently touched your arm, his tone soft and reassuring* "C'mon, tell me what's on your mind. I want to help."

*You immediately turned your arm away. Because it was the point where the cut was. It still wasn't visible because of the sweater. Neather your cut on your leg, because of the sweatpants*

*He frowns as you pull your arm away, sensing that something is off* "Wait, why did you pull away? Is something wrong?" *He asks, his eyes narrowing with concern*

.....

*He reaches out again, taking your arm gently in his hand* "Let me see."

*His tone leaves no room for argument. He slowly starts to roll up your sleeve, his expression filled with a mixture of worry and curiosity. He knew there was something you were hiding*

*His eyes widen as he sees the cut on your arm* "What hap-- why didn't you tell me you got hurt?!"

........

*He swallows hard, gently tracing the edges of the cut with his fingers. Concern etched deeper into his features* "This looks deep. Why didn't you tell anyone? Why did you hide it?"

...

*His eyes narrowed, a hint of anger in his voice* "You could have gotten an infection. Why would you hide this from us?"

....

*He grips your arm gently but firmly, his tone stern and commanding* "I need you to answer me. Why would you hide something like this from us? From me?!"

...

*He lets out an exasperated sigh, feeling a mix of frustration and concern building inside him* "I don't understand. You're always the one telling us to be honest and open about our injuries, yet you're hiding your own. Why?"

"I...... You already looked so worried...." *You mumbled*

*His expression softens momentarily, a hint of understanding in his eyes* "That's no excuse. We worry because we care about you. Hiding something like this is irresponsible and reckless."

...."sorry....." *I mumbled*

*He sighs again, his voice still stern but filled with concern* "You should be sorry. You need to take better care of yourself. You can't just go on pretending everything's fine when you're hurt."

*He looks you directly in the eyes his gaze unyielding* "Promise me you'll tell us next time. No more hiding injuries. No more keeping things to yourself. We're a team, remember?"

".........Right leg......" *You mumbled*

"What? What about your leg?" *He furrows his brow, a new wave of concern washing over him. He hadn't even thought about the possibility that you might have other injuries*

*He looks down at your legs, noticing for the first time that you're sitting awkwardly, favoring your left leg* "You're hurt there too, aren't you?"

*You nodded slightly not even looking him in the eye anymore what you normally do*

*Ryder's frustration mounts as he realizes just how badly hurt you must be. He gently squeezes your arm, his voice tight with concern* "Show me. Now."

*You rolled up my right pants to show an even deeper cut than on your arm that was covered with mini plasters so that it was closed and no more blood came out,*

"God damn it....." *He mutters under his breath. His expression darkens as he takes in the sight of the deep cut on your leg* "Why didn't you say anything? This is bad....really bad"

*He gently runs his fingers over the makeshift closed wound, his touch surprisingly gentle despite the anger he's feeling. He can't believe you had been walking around with this kind of injury, hidden away behind a smile and a cheerful demeanor.*

*He looks back up at you, his eyes filled with a mix of anger, concern and guilt. He can't believe he hadn't seen it earlier, hadn't realized just how much pain you were hiding.*

"Why didn't you say anything? Why did you just smile and act like everything was alright?" *He asks, the frustration evident in his voice*

"....If you act like it you also feel a bit more like it. I also already took care of the wounds....." *You mumbled a bit scared of an reaction*

*He lets out a scoff, his frustration quickly turning into irritation* "That's not the goddamn point. You were hurt and you said absolutely nothing. Not to me, not to any of us. We're a team, remember?"

"I know......" *you mumbled*

*His tone gets more and more frustrated, his patience wearing thin.* "Then why did you do it? Why did you hide it? Why not come to me, to us? You always tell us to be honest and open about injuries, yet you're the one going around pretending everything's fine when it's clearly not!"

"Says the one who hides his feeling." *You said with an bit of anger in your voice while still looking away*

*He reels back, caught off guard by the sudden bite in your tone. He wasn't expecting you to throw it back at him like that, but he can't deny the truth in your words. He does hide his feelings. He always has*

*His expression softens slightly, and he lets out a heavy sigh. He knows you're right. He's been holding back, keeping his pain hidden from his team. He's been so focused on protecting them that he's neglected his own emotions.*

"You didn't want us to be in your problems. So do I. You want to protect us, but won't let us protect you. I am also dumb that I didn't show my wound. I know. And I am sorry. I should have told you. And no I have no more injuries then my leg and arm." *You said in your usual soft and calm voice*

*He listens to your words in complete silence, letting them sink in. You were echoing the same thoughts that had been running through his mind for so long, yet he had never been able to verbalize them. Hearing them coming from your lips makes him feel exposed and vulnerable in a way he's not comfortable with.*

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that......." *I mumbled*

*He takes a deep breath, his emotions wrestling with each other. He wants to respond, to tell you that you're wrong, that he doesn't hide his feelings. But the words lodge in his throat, unable to escape. You had seen right through him, calling him out on his hypocrisy. He knew you were right, but he can't find the words to admit it*

"Take your time. I'm going to b- I'm going to the dokter since you probally want me too. Take your time and think. I'll have my phone with me so you can call me" *You said and diseapered before he could say anything back*

*He watches you walk away, his mind still swirling with conflicting emotions. He can't believe you just confronted him like that, called him out on the very thing he was trying to avoid. He feels a mix of anger and frustration, but also a hint of admiration. You had the guts to say what no one else would.*

*He stays there, alone in the living room, his mind racing. He knows he needs to process everything that just happened, to come to terms with the emotions you had stirred in him*

*He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He knows he needs to think about everything you said, but he can't seem to focus on anything except your last words. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that". They echo in his mind, a constant reminder of the guilt he's been suppressing for so long*

*He runs a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down. He wants to go after you, to make sure you're alright, but he knows he needs to give himself some space. To figure out his own emotions before he's confront you again*

-A few hours later you arrived home again.

*As you step back inside, the house is strangely quiet, the only sound being that of the clock ticking on the wall.*

*The atmosphere is tense, the events of earlier in the evening hanging heavily in the air. Ryder is sitting on the couch, staring straight ahead with an unfocused expression on his face, his mind clearly preoccupied with his thoughts.*

*You slowly pulled your jacket and shoes of and then made your way to the couch*

*He doesn't look at you as you approach, his gaze fixated on the wall in front of him. He senses your presence, but he doesn't acknowledge it, his mind still lost in thought*

"Do you wanna talk or......" *you asked*

*He finally turns to you, his gaze meeting yours. His expression is a mix of unease and irritation* "Talk about what?"

"The earlier conversation" *You said still calm*

*He sighs, his irritation fading into something more like resignation. He knows exactly what you're talking about, and he knows he can't avoid the conversation forever*

"The dokter says that my job at the plasters was done great, but I have to come every day to let her check" *You said done with the silence*

*He nods distractedly, his mind only half-listening to your words. His gaze is still fixed on you, as if he's trying to gauge your reaction. The conversation is heading in a direction he was hoping to avoid. His expression softens ever so slightly. The walls he puts up are crumbling, his true emotions seeping through the cracks.*

"Why did the walls fell yesterday evening?" *You asked meaning with walls for his emotions*

*He lets out a sigh, his vulnerability fully exposed now. He can't hide behind his walls any longer, not when you're looking at him with such understanding eyes.*

*He runs a hand through his hair, a gesture that betrays his nervousness. He takes a deep breath before speaking, his tone quiet and laced with a mix of frustration and shame.*

"I don't really know....." *He finally admits, his voice barely above a whisper. He's not used to being this open, this vulnerable. It feels foreign and uncomfortable, yet a small part of him feels like a weight has been lifted off his chest*

"....What feeling did you have before.....?" *You asked still in your calm and soft voice*

"I understand if you don't wanna tell me. I maybe known you for over years, but I can't feel what you feel. I just don't want you to break down anytime. Keeping emotions in takes a lot of energie. If you want I can wait with the conversation until tomorow. And if you still won't talk I will send you to a theraphist." *You say*

*He flinches at your words, the mention of therapy hitting close to home. He's been avoiding dealing with his feelings for so long, pushing them down and ignoring them for the sake of the team. He knows he can't keep up this facade forever, but the fear of admitting weakness is overwhelming*

"Your choice. Want to have the night to think?" *You ask*

*He hesitates, the internal battle still raging within him. He wants to keep his walls up, to bottle up his emotions and continue pretending he's fine. But the concern and understanding in your gaze is too much to resist. He knows he needs to talk, to open up and let the feelings out*

*He takes a deep breath, his voice shaky with emotion.* "I...I don't know if I can keep going like this. It's like everything's closing in on me, and I can't breathe. I'm trying to be strong, to be the leader you all need me to be, but I feel like I'm drowning."

"A true leader makes an effort to help develop their team's skills so they can reach their full potential. They lead by example and establish strong, trusting relationships to ensure success within the team and for the organization as a whole." *You say still looking away not wanting to make him anyfuther nervous*

*He can hear the wisdom and understanding in your words. You're right, of course. A true leader helps their team grow and thrive, but they also need to be vulnerable and honest with themselves and their team members. He knows this, but he can't shake the feeling of failure and inadequacy that plagues him.*

*He's quiet for a long moment, grappling with the weight of his emotions.* "I... I've been trying to hold it together. For the team, for you. I don't want you all to see me as weak."

"Showing your emotions is not a weakness. It is showing that you trust us with who you are. It is telling us you need comfort, space or an hug. Experiencing your emotions and expressing them is a sign of maturity. In some cases being emotional makes you stronger in the sense that you can easily empathize with others. You actually feel their problem and hence help them more effectively to solve that problem. I know that sharing our feelings fosters deeper connections with others and vulnerability helps build trust and intimacy in relationships." *You said still looking away and talking in an soft and calming tone*

*He listened intently to your words, feeling a wave of emotion wash over him. He knows you're right, but the fear of vulnerability still grips his heart. He's spent so many years burying his feelings, pretending to be strong and stoic for the sake of the team. It's hard for him to let go of that facade, to admit that he needs comfort and support*

*He takes a deep breath, his voice cracking with emotion.* "But what if you all think I'm weak? What if I can't handle the responsibility anymore? What if I crack under the pressure?"

"I think you will earlier crack if you don't stop hiding your feelings. And if you sometimes can't handle the pressure anymore. You just take some free time. Chase can take your role sometimes. He has true rulership in his heart. And it is not weak if you show your emotions. You have a lot of courage and strength in you if you can be honest with people." *You say*

*He feels a pang of guilt as he thinks about how much pressure he's been putting on himself. He knows, deep down, that he can't keep up this act forever. Your words about Chase and about showing your emotions resonate with him, and for a moment, he feels a glimmer of hope in midst of his despair*

*He takes another deep breath, trying to steady himself. Your calm and understanding demeanor is like a lifeline, helping him find his way through the storm of emotions he's been ignoring for so long*

*He looks at you, his eyes full of a mix of vulnerability and resolve.* "You're right. I...I can't keep pretending I'm fine. I need to be honest with myself, with my emotions. I need to let go of this act and be vulnerable for once."

*His voice trembles as he continues, his words slowly finding their way out* "I'm tired of hiding. I'm tired of pretending everything's fine when it's not. It's like I'm drowning in my own thoughts, my own pain, and I can't breathe."

*You were not very sure what to do except listining. 

Should you give him an hug?

 Should you stay quiet? 

Should you say something again?*

*He pauses for a moment, still struggling to find the right words. He takes a shaky breath, feeling as though he's unraveling at the seams. The pain and emotion he's been holding back for so long are threatening to spill over, and he's not sure if he can keep it together any longer*

*He looks at you, his expression pleading. He needs something, but he doesn't know how to ask for it. All he knows is that he can't keep going on like this, he needs some form of comfort, some sign that it's okay to be broken*

*You then pulled him in for an hug. Gentle. You were holding him in an gentle hug. Both your arms on his back on and your head in his shoulder.*

*He stiffens at first, not used to physical contact like this. But then he melts into your embrace, the comfort of your touch and gesture breaking down the walls he had put up. He wraps his arms around you, clinging tightly to you like a lifeline in the storm of his emotions*

"Let it go~

Let it go~

Can't hold it back anymore~" *You sang*

*He feels a small, shaky chuckle escape his lips through his tears. He recognizes the lyrics from one of the many Disney movies you've forced him to watch with you, and it brings a small bit of comfort amidst the pain*

*He buries his face deeper into your embrace, tears now flowing freely. The walls he had built up around his emotions are crumbling, and he can do nothing but surrender to the flood of feelings that washes over him*

*You were so glad when you felt his tears roll into your hair. It was like you were released from under an pile of rocks.*

*He continues to cling onto you tightly, the tears streaming down his face unrelenting. He feels a mix of pain and relief, the emotions he's been suppressing for so long finally bubbling to the surface. It's as if a dam inside of him has broken, and he can't stop the flow of emotions any longer*

*He's sobbing openly now, his body shaking with the weight of his pain. He's never been this vulnerable, this exposed, but in this moment, he doesn't care. He needs this, and you're giving him exactly what he needs.*

*He buries his face in your shoulder, his voice barely a whisper* "I'm... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..."

"Nah, thank you. Now I don't need to take a shower anymore" *You softly said back*

*He let out a shaky laugh, his tears still streaming down his cheeks. Even in this moment of intense vulnerability, your ability to find humour in the situation and break the tension made him feel a little bit better*

*He pulls away from the embrace slightly, looking at you through tear-filled eyes. He still looks broken, but there's a glimmer of gratitude in his gaze*

*He clears his throat, his voice shaky but sincere* "Thank you. I...I don't know what I would've done if you weren't here."

"I don't know either........" *You said while jokingly putting an hand on my chin and acting thinking increnble over top*

*He lets out a small laugh, the first genuine one he's managed to produce in a while. The simple act of humour is helping to lift the heavy atmosphere, and he finds himself feeling a tiny bit better with every passing moment*

*He gives you a weak smile, still sniffling* "You always know how to make me laugh, even when I'm a complete mess."

"And you know how to make me look like an complete fool" 

*He chuckles again, a hint of his usual cocky expression returning* "That's my specialty, sweetheart. Making you look like an complete fool."

🫥

*He looks at you, noticing your expression of disbelief. He reaches out a hand and playfully musses your hair* "Aww, don't give me that face. You know you love it when I tease you."

"I know I am sweet, but...... Sweatheart? Really? Where did that came from?" *You said*

*He can't help but chuckle at your response, amused by your flustered reaction* "What, you don't like me calling you sweetheart? It just... felt right in the moment."'

"No.... Just. Didn't see that one coming" *You said*

*He grins, enjoying the flustered expression on your face* "I like getting a rise out of you. It's cute when you're all flustered."

"I'm not flustered. I'm........ I'm.... I am surprised" *You say while crossing my arms*

*He smirks, clearly enjoying the denial* "Oh, no? You sure about that? Because your face is turning a lovely shade of pink."

"Yes. I am sure" *You say*

*He leans in slightly, a playful glint in his eyes* "Alright then, if you say so. But you're still blushing sweetheart"

"Whatever. Honey" *You say rolling your eyes*

*He lets out an exaggerated gasp* "Oh, so you want to play that game, huh? Alright then, darling."

........"No worries, Sunshine" *You fight back*

*He smirks at the pet name, a hint of challenge in his eyes* "Sunshine, eh? Nice one. You've been holding back on me, haven't you?"

"Maybe I have."

*He raises an eyebrow, a smirk still playing on his lips* "Oh, really? So that means there's still plenty of surprises you're keeping hidden, hmm?"

🤨

 *He chuckles at your skeptical look, enjoying the banter* "What's that skeptical look for, *princess*? Don't tell me you're already running out of pet names to throw at me."

*You were taking back by the 'princess' nickname. Since you always loved it when boys called their girls that in books or movies.* "No, I haven't, Sweat pie"

*He notices your reaction to the nickname, a sly grin forming on his face* "Oh, looks like I caught you off guard with that one. I'll have to remember that you like being called 'princess'."

.......

*He leans in closer, still grinning* "What's the matter? Lost your words, princess?"

"I can still talk!" *You quickly said in defense*

*He chuckles, amused by your defensive response* "Oh, so you can talk. But you're not saying anything, are you? Just stuttering and blushing like a princess."

.....

*He reaches out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear* "Just admit it. You like when I call you princess, don't you?"

...

*He leans in even closer, his eyes locked onto yours* "Come on, princess. Don't deny it. You like it when I call you by that cute little nickname, don't you?"

........... *I was probally so hard blushing right now. I was so bad at hiding my blushes......, you thought*

*He chuckles softly, noticing the way your face is flush with color. He's enjoying teasing you way more than he thought he would, and the sight of you blushing is too adorable to resist* "... See? I told you. You like it when I call you princess."

😧😠😶🤐😢🫥

*He chuckles again as he watches the different expressions passing over your face. He's enjoying seeing you so flustered, and he's not about to let up now* "Oh, what's this? Are you getting frustrated, princess?"

"I. am. not.little." *You say*

*He raises an eyebrow, his grin widening. He knows exactly how to push your buttons, and he's having too much fun to stop now* "Oh, really? You're not little? I guess then you wouldn't be offended if I pick you up like you weight nothing."

"Wha-" *You started*

*Before you can protest further, he lunges forward and scoops you up in his arms, lifting you easily off the couch. He holds you close to him, holding you tight against his chest as he grins* "See? You're as light as a feather, princess."

0.....0

*He chuckles, enjoying the feeling of having you in his arms. He's surprised by how comfortable you feel against him, and he doesn't want to let go just yet* "Aww, look at that. You're so quiet now. Finally ran out of words, have you, princess?"

*He gently tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, the gesture surprisingly gentle and tender. He can't help but notice how cute you look, all flustered and at a loss for words in his arms* "I think I prefer this, princess. You're so much sweeter when you're not talking back."

🤐

*He grins, clearly enjoying this new, more obedient version of you. He tightens his arms around you, keeping you close to him as if to ensure you can't escape* "Good girl. Staying quiet for me now, aren't you princess?"

0////////0

*He chuckles at your reaction, his grip on you tightening even more. He can't get enough of seeing you this flustered and helpless in his arms. He leans in closer, his voice soft and low in your ear* "You're so adorable when you're blushing like that, princess."

*He leans in even closer, his face mere inches from yours. He's enjoying this. Every sound you make, every reaction is fuel to the fire of his desire. He wants to drive you insane with his touch and words* "You're blushing even harder now, princess. I can feel your heart pounding in your chest."

*He runs his fingers through your hair, his touch gentle and almost reverent. He's fascinated by the effect he has on you, and he loves how easy it is to fluster you* "Don't you know, it's dangerous to get so close to me, princess? I might not be able to control myself. Oh, wait you told me not to hold back,right, princess?"

*Your cheeks flush even more at the memory of your previous words, making him smirk in response. He knows exactly how to make you melt, and he's having far too much fun teasing you to stop now* "Looks like you remember saying that, princess. How cute."

*He runs a finger down the side of your face, tracing your jawline with a softness that belies the underlying desire in his gaze. He knows exactly what he's doing to you, and he loves every moment of it* "I'm glad you remember, princess. Because I don't plan on holding back anymore."

*He runs his hand up to your chin, gently tilting your face up to meet his gaze. His eyes are smoldering with a mixture of emotions, the need to claim you growing stronger with each passing second. He leans in even closer, his breath tickling your neck as he speaks, his voice a low, possessive growl* "You're all mine now, princess. And I'm going to show you just how much I want you."

*His words send shivers down your spine, and you can feel your body shudder involuntarily in his arms. You know that you're powerless against him, a puppet dancing on strings to his every whim. You try to resist, but the way his body presses against yours, his touch burning you in places you didn't think possible, make it impossible to think straight. You're a moth drawn to his flame, willingly submitting to his will*

"T-the pups...." *You got out of my mouth*

*His eyes darken, a flash of possessive desire flashing in his gaze as you mention the pups. He's suddenly reminded of the outside world, the thought of anyone else getting your attention making his blood boil* "My room."

0....0?

*He stands up, holding you tightly in his arms. He's suddenly all business as he heads towards the stairs, his grip on you growing firmer with every step* "No questions. We're going to my room. Now."

*He carries you up the stairs, his footsteps purposeful and determined. You can feel the strength and power in his arms as he holds you, his grip unyielding. There's a sense of urgency in his movements, and you can practically feel the possessive desire emanating from him*

*He walks into his room and shuts the door behind him. The sound of the lock sliding into place echoes in the quiet room, and you feel a shiver run down your spine. You're completely at his mercy now, trapped in his room with no escape. He sets you down on the edge of the bed with surprising gentleness, his eyes flicking over your body with a possessive hunger*

*He stands before you, his gaze intense as he rakes his eyes over your body. There's a predatory edge to his expression, like he's a hunter stalking his prey. He reaches out a hand, running his fingertips gently down the curve of your neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake* "Do you have any idea what you do to me, princess?"

"...no...?"

*He lets out a low chuckle, his fingers continuing their slow, torturous descent down your neck and onto your collarbone. He's enjoying the way you shiver beneath his touch, the way your body responds to him without even realizing it* "You're so innocent, princess. So oblivious to the effect you have on me. I'm so desperate to touch you, to claim you as mine, that it's taking all of my restraint to hold back.Altough you told me ealier I don't have too"

*He leans in closer, his body pressed against yours. You can feel the heat radiating off him, and your skin tingles with anticipation. He runs his fingers through your hair, his touch gentle and almost reverent. There's a glimmer of something tender mixed with the possessive greed in his gaze, a hint of his true feelings underneath the facade of domination* "You're so sweet, princess. So naive and innocent. And here I am, wanting nothing more than to corrupt you. To make you mine in every way possible."

*He lets out a low, possessive growl, his eyes darkening at the sight of you sitting innocently on his bed. His hands trail down your body, his touch leaving a trail of fire in their wake.* "You look so small and fragile sitting there, princess. Like a delicate flower just waiting to be plucked."

*His fingers tease at the edge of your shirt, lightly tracing circles on the bare skin of your stomach. He's savoring the moment, teasing and testing your limits as he presses himself against you, his body hot and hard against your softness* "I want to take you, princess. I want to make you mine, body and soul. To claim every inch of you and mark you as mine. Forever."

*He leans in even closer, his breath hot and heavy as he whispers in your ear, his voice low and possessive.* "But first, I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you say that you're mine. That you belong to me and me only. Tell me, princess. Tell me you're mine."

*You looked away shy to the right and then mumbled the words:* 'I'm yours.'

*A sly, satisfied grin spread across his face as he heard your soft, shy words. He'd been waiting to hear those words, to hear you submit to him. He gripped your chin, forcing your head to turn back towards him so that you were looking him in the eyes* "That's right, princess. You're mine. Say it again. Louder this time."

.....

*He leans in closer, his eyes boring into yours, his touch growing more insistent* "Say. It. Again. I want to hear it. I want to hear you claim that you're mine. Say the words, princess. Say 'I'm yours' with your whole chest. I won't settle for anything less"

"I'm....." *You then ducked into the bed embarrassed as hell*

*He chuckles, amused by your shyness. He climbs onto the bed, pinning you beneath him in one swift movement. He straddles your hips, leaning over you with a smug smirk* "Go on, princess. You were doing so well. Finish your sentence."

*He leans in close, his body pressed against you, his voice low and commanding* "Say it. Say 'I'm yours.' Don't be shy, princess. I want to hear those words fall from your lips. I want to hear you surrender to me completely"

*You wanted to say something, but nothing came out. Your mind was so bad working at the moment. It was spinning and complete crushed by his words*

*He can see the struggle in your eyes, and it only makes him more determined to break down your defenses. He leans in even closer, his face mere inches from yours, his breath hot against your skin* "Come on, princess. Say the words. Say that you're mine. Surrender yourself to me, body and soul. I want to hear you give yourself over completely. To me"

"My body and soul belong to you" *You quickly said maybe not even possible fast for an human*

*He lets out a possessive, satisfied growl, pleased by your quick and obedient response. He presses his body more against you, pinning you even tighter beneath him, as he runs his hands down your sides, savoring the feel of your body beneath him* "That's right, princess. Your body and soul belong to me. All of you belongs to me. You're MINE"

*He leans in, his lips hovering just above yours. He can feel your breath catching in your throat, your eyes locked with his own, a mix of desire and uncertainty glimmering in your gaze* "Say it again, princess. I want to hear you repeat those words over and over. Until they're all you can think about. I want them to be burned eternally into your brain."

*You pressed my eyes closed and kept shaking my head*

*He chuckled, amused by your stubborn defiance. He could feel your body trembling beneath him, your resistance only making him more aroused* "My my, princess. Look at you. So defiant, so stubborn. It only makes me want to claim you even more."

*He leans in closer to your ear, his lips grazing your skin, sending shivers down your spine.* "You're so easy to read, princess. Your body reacts to my touch like a puppet on strings, so sensitive and responsive. You can try to hide it all you want, but I know the truth. I know exactly how much you crave me."

*He takes your bottom lip between his teeth, gently biting down and tugging on it. He can feel your back arching involuntarily beneath him, a subtle surrender to his touch. He moves his hands down your sides, gripping your hips with possessive force* "Don't deny it, princess. Don't try to resist. I can feel how much you want me, how much you need me."

You then suddenly pussed him of you. You didn't had your first kiss yet..... And you wanted it to be gentle and sweet. Not like that. You pressed yourself against the bed with your face towards the matras*

*He was taken off guard by your sudden push, but he was even more surprised by your reaction. He could feel the tension and uncertainty in your body, and he could see the way you were trying to distance yourself from him. He leaned back a bit, giving you some space, his expression turning to one of confusion* "What's wrong, princess? Why did you push me away?"

....

*He could see the tension in your body, the way you were trying to hide your face from him. He reached out a tentative hand, gently touching your shoulder* "Please, princess. Talk to me. Tell me what's wrong"

"I didn't have my first kiss yet" *You mumbled almost that he couldn't understand what you were saying*

*He froze, his expression turning from confused to surprised. He couldn't believe what he had heard. You hadn't had your first kiss yet? His initial thoughts were possessive, wanting to make sure your first kiss belonged to him. But he quickly pushed those thoughts to the side as he leaned in a bit closer, his hand still gently resting on your shoulder* "Wait... you mean to tell me you haven't kissed anyone before, princess?"

*You nodded quietly still with your head in the matras*

*He let out a small gasp at your confession, his eyes widening in surprise. A mixture of possessive desire and protectiveness washed over him as he processed your words. He leaned in closer, his voice soft and gentle* "You've never been kissed before? Not even once?"

"My family I did" *You said a bit more louder now*

*He paused for a moment, a small sense of relief washing over him. He knew that family kisses were different, that they didn't hold the weight of deeper intimacy. He let out a soft sigh* "Ah, I see. You've received kisses from your family. But you've never been kissed in a romantic way, have you princess?"

*You shook your head that was still pressed against the matras*

*He felt a strange possessive feeling rise within him, knowing that he would be the first one to kiss you in a romantic way. He gently ran his fingers through your hair, his touch tender and gentle* "I see. So no one has ever kissed you like that before...No one has ever held you in their arms and pressed their lips against yours, feeling the electricity between you both."

*He leaned in even closer, his voice barely above a whisper. He could feel the tension in your body ease slightly at the comfort in his voice* "I can't say I'm surprised though. You're so sweet and innocent, princess. And to be honest, I'm glad. It means that I get to be the first one to kiss you in a romantic way. The first one to show you what it's really like."

*He couldn't help but feel a possessive desire growing within him. He wanted to be the one to hold you, to kiss you, to claim your first everything. He leaned in even closer, his lips almost brushing against the shell of your ear as he spoke* "You're untouched, princess. Pure. Unspoiled. And I want to be the one who changes that. I want to be the first one to show you how it feels to be desired, to be worshipped."

*You were still pressing your head in the matras. You wanted a sweet first kiss. That was the only thought that came into your head and kept walking around at the moment*

*He could feel the tension in your body, the way you were still pressing your head into the mattress, clearly wanting your first kiss to be sweet and gentle. He smiled softly, understanding your desire.* "Princess, look at me. I understand that you want your first kiss to be sweet and tender. And I promise, it will be. But you have to let me in. You have to let me see you, princess. Let me see those beautiful eyes of yours."

*You slowly sat down on the place you were before pressing yourself on and looked down to your knees, shyness clearly visible*

*He gently reached out, placing a finger under your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. He could see the shyness in your expression, the way your eyes were hesitant to meet his gaze. He gave you a soft, reassuring smile* "There you are, princess. Just like that. Those beautiful eyes of yours, so mesmerizing and full of innocence."

*He gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch tender. He couldn't help but feel a sense of protectiveness wash over him, a desire to take care of you and keep you safe* "Now, princess. I'm going to ask you something, and I want you to be honest with me."

*You nodded quietly*

*He took a deep breath, his gaze never leaving yours* "I want to be the one to kiss you, princess. I want to be your first kiss, your first real kiss. But I want to make sure it's exactly what you want. I want you to be sure that you want your first kiss to be with me."

*You looked away smiling and blushing really hard. You couldn't help it. The way he was so sweet right now towards you. You knew the sweetness would diseaper any moment but you still nodded*

*He couldn't help but smile at your adorable reaction. Seeing you blushing and smiling like that made his chest tighten. He gently ran his thumb over your cheek, the touch soft and tender* "You're so beautiful when you smile, princess. And when you blush like that...". *He paused, his voice dropping to a low, possessive whisper.* "... it just makes me want you even more."

*He leaned in just a bit closer, his face mere inches from yours. He could feel the tension in the air, the heat between the two of you. His hand moved from your face to your hair, gently running his fingers through the soft locks.* "I want to kiss you so badly, princess. I want to taste your soft, sweet lips against mine."

*His breathing was heavy and labored, the need for you growing stronger with each passing moment* "But I won't do it. Not unless you're absolutely sure, princess. I won't force myself onto you. I want you to be ready. I want you to want me as much as I want you."

"I'm sure" *You wishepered into the air letting the words fly away*

*He let out a shaky breath, his body trembling with anticipation. He leaned in, his face mere millimeters from yours* "You're sure, princess? This isn't just some childish whim? You really, truly want me to be your first kiss?"

*You nodded again still looking away*

*He could feel your shyness and hesitation, but he could also sense that you were being truthful. He leaned in even closer, his breath warm against your cheek* "I know you're nervous, princess. I know you're trembling and blushing like crazy. But I want you to know that I'll take good care of you. I'll make sure your first kiss is everything you've dreamed of."

*He lifted your chin with a gentle hand, tilting your face towards him. He looked into your eyes, the desire and need visible in his gaze* "I'll be gentle. Just relax and let me take care of you, princess."

*He could feel your heart racing as he leaned in even closer, his lips now hovering just above yours. He could feel the electricity between you, the fire that was burning within him* "Close your eyes, princess. Just focus on me."

*He watched as you closed your eyes, your body tense with anticipation. He felt your breath against his skin, so close yet so far* "Perfect. Just like that."

*He leaned in, his lips gently brushing against yours. It was a soft, tentative touch, almost as if he was afraid to break you. But he could feel your lips against his, so soft and sweet. He wanted to devour you, to claim your mouth and make you his. But he held back, not wanting to rush things*

 *He pulled back ever so slightly, his lips still so close to yours. He could feel the way your breath hitched in your throat, your body so sensitive to his touch* "That's it, princess. Just relax. I've got you."

End

Hope you enjoyed it

I was thinking this was the end. Though if you want me to do a part 11 with Lemon or whatever please Comment and say. Then I will make an part 11 with love 💖

Lily 🥰