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Iâm very easy going when it comes to rps, I have a variety of fandoms. I only do literate rps.
the chateau jacuzzi: jj maybank x pogue!reader (18+)
pairing: jj maybank x pogue!reader
summary: you were holding your boyfriend, jj maybank, in the coziness of the warm jacuzzi he bought after an argument back home to soothe him. what began as a comforting moment turns into a moment of lust.
"it's okay, i'm here for you." you murmured, cradling jj against your chest as tears collared his eyes.
he had come from a heated argument with his father after jj finally managed to get the money for his restitution, in an effort to be a good friend and help pope after what happened with topper's boat, only for his father to demand it for gambling instead.
shortly before this, you, kie, and pope had stumbled upon jj lounging in a jacuzzi, surrounded by champagne bottles and lavish party supplies. at first, all of you wondered why jj spent all his money, but the truth soon unraveled before you three.
when jj stood up from the bubbling water, his usual smirk cracked, and he broke down before your eyes. thatâs when it began to come togetherâthe setup was paid for with the money meant for his restitution, an attempt at a desperate escape from the reality of his home life. the weight of his struggles hit all of you hard when you found out.
after you all comforted him together, kie and pope retreated back inside with john b, and you stayed with jj. now, the two of you sat under the open sky, the faint hum of the jacuzzi filling the quiet as you held him close.
"will you always be here for me though y/n?"
you gently grasped his face, lifting it so his eyes met yours. in a firm but tender tone, you said, "of course! you know this."
tears welled up in his eyes again as he choked out, "i'm so sorry i hadn't told you before."
you shook your head softly, your voice steady and full of understanding. "jayj, it's okay. i understand completely. no matter when you told me, it wouldnât have changed anything. i'd still be here for you."
all jj could think to do right now was kiss you softly. his lips met yours in a gentle, trembling kiss, which was his expression of gratitude and love that words couldnât convey.
when he pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, his breath warm. "i don't deserve you." he whispered, his voice breaking slightly.
you cupped his face again, brushing a thumb across his cheek. "donât say that, jayj. you deserve so much more than what youâve been given. and iâm not going anywhere, okay?"
he nodded, swallowing hard as he leaned into your touch, the tension in his body easing just a little. the two of you stayed like that, wrapped in each otherâs presence under the soft glow of the stars, finding a quiet moment of peace in the chaos.
jj again lifted his head to level with yours and passionately leaned in for another warm kiss. he gently cupped your face, holding you close as his lips stayed against yours. your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss.
when you breathed, jj took it as a moment for your tongues to meet and interact with each other strongly. you began to whimper gently into his mouth as you felt his large bulge press against soundly against your core.
you pulled away from him, your mouths only an inch from each other and your noses softly touching, and both of your ragged breaths could be heard as you maintained eye contact. jj whined after you pulled away, looking at you with his hungered gaze.
you muttered to him as he began to roam your body with his ringed hands, "jj, they're inside..."
"i know, but i don't care." you loudly gasped as he used his left hand to grope your round behind and his right hand to cup your lower breast.
as you gasped, he used the opportunity to again kiss you and meet his tongue with yours. you could feel from the intensity from the strength of his ravenous mouth in yours that he was in need of you, in need of your body.
he lifted you up and sat you down on his thigh, maintaining the edacious interaction of your tongues intertwined. though you were soaked in water, you could feel your wetness seeping out of your needy hole and could feel yourself clench around emptiness.
jj pulled back to say, "i need you so fucking bad right now, baby."
you were as hungry as him, yearning for his touch, and started to grind your aching cunt against his thigh through your already soaking bikini bottoms. the warmth of the water further pleasured you and you moaned against his mouth, portraying your desirous lust for him. you continued to grind against him, yearning for his thick cock inside you which he was palming.
he murmured, feeling his hot breath against your neck, "mhm...such a good girl for me. look at you grinding yourself against me like that."
he gently began to trail a path of kisses around your neck and was keeping a secure hold on your plush cheeks, guiding your hips as they rolled against him. he was incredibly rock hard at this sight, and feeling your warm core grind against his thigh, made his precum soak through.
in a raspy and breathless tone, he whispered out into your ear as he stroked himself through his shorts, "what a dirty fucking whore...just a few seconds ago, you were saying how all of our friends were inside but look at you now, your needy cunt wants daddy's cock so much, she can't control herself."
his teasing only pushed you towards your release and you continued to grind against him, the pleasure feeling measureless and controlling you through your body from head to toe. your attention was solely focused on this, the most lewd sounds currently coming out of your mouth.
"i know how much you love when i treat you like the slut you are, how wet you get. how much you love when i have you so hungry for my touch."
you begin to fasten your pace and further grind your crotch against jj's thigh, eager to reach a level of tension that he always made you feel when he was buried deep inside of your walls. meanwhile, he has his hand deep into his shorts, stroking himself at the sight of you.
and suddenly, jj grabbed your face with his hand, looking fiercely and hungrily into your eyes as he said, "you wanna cum, huh? well, why aren't you answering me at all?" he further continued speaking his words, "all i can hear from you is your moaning..." he began to taunt you by mimicking your moaning. "but if you wanna cum, you have to use your words. and maybe, maybe...i will let you cum. so what will it be?"
"yes daddy...you're right. please let me cum on you, i need you so bad!"
he confidently smirked and chuckled, maintaining his grasp on your face. "i know, i know you do."
you felt that coil tighten in your stomach as you felt your release approach you. your orgasm was intensely running through your body as you felt yourself convulse around his thigh and further continued to harshly grind your cunt on him while arching your back, maintaining that same tension and riding out your high. you cried out of pure ecstasy controlling you, but jj quickly covered your mouth while he was panting, nearly tugging as his cock that was reaching his release seeing you approach yours.
you held yourself up by keeping your hands on his broad shoulders, both of your panting could be heard and combined with each other's, eventually synchronizing. you felt your juices releasing out of you and onto his skin while he placed two fingers, full of his cum, in front of your mouth, signaling for you to suck. you obediently opened your mouth and sucked the cum off of his fingers, moaning at the taste of him in your mouth and savoring every drop.
you moved your body to sit next to him and leaned your head against his shoulders, searching for his hand to hold. you both sat in comfort with each other, holding each other's hands, as the warmth of your connection filled the tub like an embrace.
"i love you so much, y/n," jj whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "i really needed this...i needed you."
you looked up at him, your heart swelling with affection. "i needed you too, jj," you murmured, gently cupping his face. "you're everything to me." you leaned in, brushing your lips against his, a promise of your love and devotion.
you both jumped as john bâs voice suddenly was heard. "hey... so whenever this is done, i just want to let you know that you should maybe do that in private next time." his mischievous grin made it clear he was teasing. you shot him a playful glare, while jj let out a frustrated sigh, rolling his eyes at john b.
SUMMARY : you finally get to go on your surf trip with jj.
WARNING(S) : pure fluff hehe, not proofread
A/N : dividers by @roseraris
WC : 0.6k
masterlist.
You drag your surfboard through the hot sands of a CancĂşn beach. The sun is high in the sky and you are grateful you convinced JJ to use more sunscreen than usual.
You two have just arrived, starting your big surf trip. JJ's been planning it for ages and promised it will be great once it starts.
He didn't even leave much time to unpack at your Airbnb. Ten minutes after getting the key JJ literally begged you to go for a quick surf. And, of course, how can you refuse his puppy eyes?
"Come on, princess!" JJ yells, already dipping his feet in the water. He's practically buzzing with excitement like a little kid, and a smile creeps onto your lips. "The waves are so good here, I swear!"
You make it to his side and feel the waves brush your ankles. He's right. It looks like surfing here has to be fun. Your hands are resting on your hips when an idea comes to mind.
"Bet I'll catch better ones than you?"
You know exactly what just sparked in his mind. He grins, eyes glistening. âYou? Iâm sorry, baby, but you are challenging the best surfer in the Outer Banks. Thereâs no way youâll beat me.â
âSounds like someoneâs scaredâŚâ You snort and run in deeper, throwing your body onto the surfboard and paddling through the water.
The smell of salt and sunscreen surrounds you, and the pull of the ocean feels like home.
Not long after, JJ follows, his giggles likely audible to everyone at the beach. The bigger wave is coming straight at you. You steal a glance at JJ as you stand upâhis golden locks are already wet, droplets clinging to his tanned skin. A wide smile lights up his face, and you feel the warmth in your heart grow.
But you can't let him win.
Water roars into your ears. With your smooth cuts you know you've got the win in your pocket. Your surfboard stays steady as you shift your weight and ride the wave, JJ close behind. One second he comes close, dangerously close, his arms ready to push you. It's now or never.
You take a sharp turn, the sudden movement throwing JJ off his board into the water with a loud splash. You let out a laugh as you see him appearing over the surface, hair sticking to his face.
"That was so rigged!" he shouts, swimming over to you.
"Rigged? It's just karma for trying to push me!"
You hear him groan and before you notice, he pulls you into the water by your leg. You fall with a soft scream, quickly breaking into a burst of laughter.
You swim out, your bikini soaking. A shiver runs through you, and you notice JJ staring at you, with an expression you canât decode.
âWhat?â
Heâs silent for a moment, just scanning you as a whole, until he comes closer and answers, âJust⌠being here with you? Itâs everything I dreamed of.â
The corners of his mouth go up as he leans in and softly kisses you. You wrap your arms around his neck, letting out a muffled giggle into his lips.
This is perfect. The prettiest beach youâve ever been to, stunning waves just waiting for you to get them, and JJ. You couldn't wish for anything more.
The kiss is slow; he savors every second of it. When you pull away, his lips instinctively follow after yours. JJ's hot breath fans across your face, making your cheeks flush bright red.
"Don't think kissing me will make me forget about your loss," you say, and a chuckle escapes his lips.
summary: JJ hard launches your relationship on Instagram after 6 months of dating in secret, for good reason. Now the secrets out and all of Outer Banks knows, including Gossip Girl.
Part 1 ⊠Part 2 ⊠Part 3 ⊠Part 4 ⊠Part 5
Part 6 ⊠Part 7 ⊠Part 8 ⊠Part 9 âŠ
Part 10 ⊠Part 11 ⊠Part 12 ⊠Part 13 âŠ
Part 14 ⊠Part 15 ⊠Part 16 ⊠Part 17
Series
The Beginning of Us (babydaddy!rafe x sweetheart!reader)
summary: You and Rafe were high school sweethearts that continued into college however Rafe went down the wrong path and you found out you were pregnant. 4 years later finds you and Rafe trying to navigate co-parenting your 3 year old son while overcoming lifeâs obstacles and past experiences.
warnings: swearing, mentions of pregnancies/babies
summary: JJ hard launches your relationship on Instagram after 6 months of dating in secret, for good reason. Now the secret is out and all of Outer Banks knows, including Gossip Girl.
JJ x pogue!reader
Part (15)
Notes: Just our two lovebirds enjoying some time away đŤśđť they deserve a break before the drama starts back up :) gossip girl is waiting đ¤
summary: rafe canât seem to let you go and his mind oftens wonders what it would be like , if you had been the one.
lyrics: â but we were something , donât you think so? roaring 20âs tossinâ pennies in the pool. . . and if my wishes came true , it wouldâve been you. â & â you know the greatest loves of all time are over now. â
folklore masterlist. . .
Rafe knew that this would be the outcome. God , did he know.
He wasnât going to be the one. The one that you chose to love. Choose to marry , to have children with , to grow old with. He knew that and stillâ still , he couldnât help but think that if everything was different ; if this situation wasnât what it was and it was just you and him , that he wouldâve been.
If one thing had been different , would everything be different today?
He wanted to believe it would be.
Rafe couldnât quite understand what had made him love you the way he did. It wasnât a gradual love. It wasnât the type of love that took weeks to fester up and build until it boiled over. He didnât have to know you to know that he loved you because even thinking back to that first night on the beachâ he felt it.
He felt that overwhelming feeling of pure happiness. You made him feel seen , understood. There was this warmth about you that invited him in and helped him feel safe. You were comforting. You were everything Rafe missed out on in life.
You opened up a whole new set of emotions for him. A new way of thinking , a different perspective. Suddenly the world wasnât black and white anymore , you had colored it in the most beautiful shades of blue and orange. He could look at the sunset and be in awe like he was watching it for the very first time. He could look out into the water and appreciate how the sky reflected off the currents and twinkled from the sun.
Everything about you had consumed it and it changed him. Truly. Loving you had changed his entire life and he wanted to experience this new life , this new perspective , with you.
But he couldnât. And he had to learn to be okay with that and Rafe just didnât know how to handle it. As beautiful as life seemed with you , it hurt to want to enjoy this newfound freedom of it all without you because you were the one who brought him there.
For years , he had always known himself to not be the person who got swept away with things like this. But somehow , Rafe did. He did the one thing he always told himself he wouldnât. And then it all slipped through his fingers like the sand that they used to sit on.
To him , she was the one. The one who had came crashing into his life without any warning , so much forceâ like a hurricane , obliterating everything in his path. A hurricane of emotion , pulling him in and leaving him breathless.
Rafe didnât realize it until it was all over of how much of himself he had given to you , how much of the chaos redefined the calm. And when it ended , Rafe told himself over and over he would be fine. He lived in this delusional world where he could forget all about it. That none of it would matter.
But he was sorely mistaken.
It ripped him apart. Tore him open. Left him aching and sore.
Rafe understood. He did. But that didnât make it hurt any less. It hadnât stopped him from remembering every moment they had together. He could still feel your tenderness , he could still picture your smile. Thinking about it , Rafe knew why JJ loved you so much because who wouldnât? Rafe was sure that anyone that every gotten the chance , the blessing , of coming across you in their life , would fall in love with you too.
Rafe often times thought of the last time he saw you. Thunder cracking behind you as you walked up , giving him that feeling of impending doom. He watched as you walked with droplets of rain pitter pattering against your skinâ a solemn expression on your face as you did so.
âJJâs back.â
You said it so quietly , he almost missed it. You refused to look at him and Rafe couldnât breathe. He couldnât think. His chest ached and his stomach was sick. In that moment he wondered if he hated you. . . then he realized he never could.
âAre you gonna tell him?â
The question hung over them , suffocating you. You winced at that.
âI never meant to hurt you.â
You. . . You never meant to hurt him yet here he was with all this unimaginable hurt. Pain overcame him and Rafe knew that you didnât mean to but that fact didnât erase it or make it any better.
âI just. . . I love him , Rafe.â
Rafe pursed his lips. âSo what about me then? Did I mean anything to you? Did this summer mean anything?â
The silence between them was deafening. All the facts laid out on the table caused it shake , threatening to collapse. You couldnât bring yourself to look at him. Rafe didnât know if it was because you felt guilt or shame. In the same breath , as he looked at you , his eyes held a mixture of devastation and understanding.
âThis isnât about us. Or what we had. Itâs about me. What I was losing and what I was searching for.â You tried to make sense of it all or justify it but you knew that you couldnât. Rafe did mean something to you. You loved him.
But you loved JJ more.
âAnd this is what you want?â Rafe sniffed. Stuffing his hands in his pockets and staring off into the ocean as if they could reach him , take him away and drown him from this nightmare. âYouâre sure of it?â
âIâm sorry , Rafe.â Was all you could say. And he knew what it meant.
Taking in a deep breath , he took a step towards you. His hand slid around your jaw , helping you look up at him. Rafe looked at you. Studying your face so heâd never forget it. A sad smile on his face as he did so. âIâll always love you. You know that right?â
You fluttered your eyes closed. Tears prickled the corner of your eyes at his words. âI wish you wouldnât.â You whispered , and Rafeâs chest squeezed tightly.
Half smile and eyes hazy , Rafe leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. He squeezed his eyelids shut , forcing himself to swallow the grief that threatened to consume him and breathed you in one last time before he turned away , and walked in the opposite direction of you.
He couldnât help but wish he wouldâve been the one.
her and jjâs friendship is very much black cat and golden retriever, i bet you can guess whoâs who. heâs always finding ways to piss her off and get her all irritated, cause he thinks sheâs hot when sheâs mad.
she really is a sweet girl, but only really shows that side of her around people she really loves, so of course sheâs fiercely protective over those people, one of the reasons her and jj are so compatible.
sheâs got the best closet, that one girl that all her friends raid her closet for special events because sheâs got absolutely everything, for every occasion. if sheâs not at the chateau, or down at the break, sheâs at a thrift store ransacking the racks.
total stoner just like jj, his favourite smoking buddy as heâs said many a time. when jj mentions to ricky that heâs smoking with her he gets a discount, so he may use that to his advantage..
total adrenaline junkie like jj, always up for trespassing and surfing in storms, because sheâs a pogue, thatâs how she was raised and she wouldnât change it for the world.
her parents own a tikki bar on the beach nearest to the cut, so she spends a lot of her time there, serves drinks to all her friends, makes the kooks who somehow stumble onto their side of the island show id, because why should she play fair if they donât?
sheâs the girl in the outer banks that everyone knows, if you donât want to date her, you want to be her. every girl jj flirts with or gets with at a keg always gets that nagging in the back of their minds about her, because everyone knows how utterly obsessed with her he is, since kindergarten. because everyone knowsâŚ
sandbox love never dies.
⏠bsf!jj realising he loves you⌠18+!
⏠being pregnant with jjâs babyâŚ
⏠hooking up with bsf!jj for the first time⌠18+!
⏠cockwarming bsf!jj⌠18+!
⏠bsf!jj slapping your ass too hardâŚ
⏠scolding bsf!jj for using the word âbitchââŚ
⏠giving bsf!jj a stick nâ pokeâŚ
⏠sharing rings with bsf!jj⌠(pt. 1)
⏠sharing rings with bsf!jj⌠(pt. 2)
⏠jj being completely whipped for his bestfriend⌠18+!
⏠bsf!jj helping you out if your tampon got stuckâŚ
⏠giving bsf!jj a little pamperâŚ
⏠bsf!jj takes ecstasy at a kegger⌠18+!
⏠john b and jj convincing you and sarah to come to the chateau for a little smoke nâ smushâŚ
⏠bsf!jj crashing your post-surf showerâŚ
⏠jj taking care of drink bsf!reader after a keggerâŚ
⏠a day at the funfair with bsf!jj⌠(feat. @weedforjj )
⏠sex in the twinkie with bsf!jj⌠18+!
⏠jj seeks out girls with your name so he can moan it shamelessly⌠18+!
⏠you accidentally let it slip to the pogues that your boyfriend canât satisfy you in bed⌠18+!
⏠bsf!reader and jj after season 4âs events⌠18+!
Summary: James' twin sister, just like him and Lucie has an unexplained ability, she sees visions of the past and the future occasionally when she touches an object or a person. What happens though, when she sees herself dying?
Warning: maybe blood?
I was surveying the demon battle; I didnât ponder much as my twin brother and his Parabatai danced with the demon. I was sitting ready to intervene in case it was necessary, I had a bad feelings and unfortunately my gut was usually not mistaken.
James disappeared once again, it used to happen a lot more than that, and it would keep happening to him. The moment he was out of sight I jumped down from the rooftop I was observing. Before I landed I heard Mattâs scream, I immediately took out my whip slapping it in the air as the electricity. I didnât know if my brother was back and I couldnât care less about the usual catchphrase Matt would mock me with before running into a battle âSit back and watch how itâs doneâ. He is my brotherâs Parabatai, namely, the same as James. I was holding Matthewâs stele at the ceremony.
âDodgeâ I exclaimed as I had the demon still for some moments, I took out a dagger and threw it at the demon. Matt followed my instruction without further notice.
My plan though didnât work out for long as the demon escaped the tie of my whip letting me fall backwards.
âY/N/N!â Matt exclaimed and turned at me, he was actually worried.
âI wonât break Matt, where did the demon go?â I asked and stood up and stepped forward as I activated the voyance rune upon my wrist.
âLurked back into the shadowsâ he spoke up confidently. Matt paced further in the dark alley and the demon hissed loudly and gripped his shoulders tightly. He screamed as the demon managed to dug its nails to his shoulders, its mouth opened up in four and he hissed to his face as I leaped on its back and stabbed it with a seraph blade but before its blade could dug through its skull its head turned 180 degrees, its stinky breath straight to my face.
Moments flashed and I saw my brother be back. Deumas roared again and pressured the blade to its chest yelling the angels name, but once he threw Matt off of him and then its attention turned to me, James was already there, he swung his arm back pulling my seraph sword out as I fell on my back in the shadows. James looked like he was losing it.
âJames!â I yelled, unaware if he heard me, the demon slapped him as he seemed to disorientate. I groaned in pressure as I prevented another hit to my brother with my daggers. Suddenly the demon was swept off his feet, three chords wrapped around its legs pulling it backwards. It was Thomas standing behind us with his bolas. Thomas was tall and had a massive physique.
âI am alrightâ my brother assured me and I dodged to the side retrieving my weapon and returning it on my belt. I let my whip loose again and trapped its upper body as Thomas was still holding it in place. With the corner of my eye I noticed Christopher helping Matt, before I returned to the demon that soon burst out in an explosion of ichor and demon blood that showered me and everyone else but my brother.
âMatthew, Y/N-.â My brother begun and as I was wiping the slime from my cloths.
âHow- Wha-?â Christopher shuttered and I raised an eyebrow.
âDo you mean how we tracked down the last demon in London?â James asked as he carefully offered me a napkin. âOr that it is also the most disgusting thing?â I was surprised on how calm and normal his voice sounded. I knew he was innerly shaking.
âOr that James managed to make us a mess and yet stay out of it.â I commented to lighten the atmosphere as I wiped the last bit of ichor from under my chin there was a small burn mark from it there. He was the only one untouched.
I saw Thomas roll his eyes in annoyance as he was covered in ichor as Matthew sputtered the seraph blade that defused. âThis is an outrageâ he commented tossing the weapon aside. âDo you know how much I spent on this waistcoat?â he asked with annoyance and complaint.
âPlus no one told you to go demon hunting dressed like an extra from the Importance of being Earnestâ James pointed out, he handed another napkin to his parabatai as well. He was standing between us.
Thomas spoke commenting on Matt as well. Therefore I didnât hear him. âJames, your handâŚâ I noticed a gash across his palm, I took out my stele and touched his at hand. He removed himself from his grip looking at me for any sign of seizure but I pointed at my gloves and smiled as I drew an iratze. It was usually Mattâs work, but it was only a gash.
Us twins had our very own gift as our parents call it trying to convince us it is not a curse, though nor me neither my brother feel it like a gift, it is an uncontrolled ability we have, that activates randomly. James changes dimensions, he comes back though, his episodes do not last this long and there is nothing we can usually do as he physically disappears. I on the other hand, see visions, usually unclear and enigmatic concerning the object or the person I came in contact with. While I see those dreams, I am falling into a sort of seizure. This happens since I am ten, my uncle Jem though, gifted me a pair of enchanted gloves to wear and I have to admit that it has been helpful.
âThomas! Stop scrubbing at meâ Christopher said, windmilling his arms. âWe should go back to the Devil and get cleaned there.â
âI agree, its starting to get chilly.â I spoke and secured my stele inside my pocket. Matt looked at me and removed his fancy waist coat and placed it around my shoulders gently.
âCare to tell me how much you spent on it?â I asked in a mocking way as everyone started walking to the Devilâs Tavern.
âIts useless now either wayâ Matt replied as I wrapped it better around me while we were walking there. I rarely went to the Devil, it was a hide out, a safe spot for my brother and his friends. I knew it wasnât true but I felt as I intruded⌠Maybe because this is how I felt when someone invaded my atelier or music room.
âI almost didnât recognize the lot of you when you tramped in here covered in whatever you call itâŚâ The waitress commented and I looked at her, Polly I think it was her name. There were welcome exclamations galore, the boys were really loved around here, fairly though.
âIts been ages since we have seen a demon in Londonâ said James
âI reckon they are all too scared to show their facesâŚâ Polly spoke.
âScared?â James asked confused. The rest of the boys were spread across the Tavern, Christopher and Thomas went to eat and drink some water, while I saw Matt bottoming up a whole glass of a brownish liquid which was one hundred per cent alcohol.Â
âScared of what?â I wondered and her gaze fell upon me. She wrinkled her nose, a werewolf she is, she probably smelled ichor, blood and sandalwood upon me.
âAnd what a beauty like you is doing in such dirty shit hole.â She spoke, obviously avoiding my question.
âYou have seen me beforeâŚâ I commented puzzled at the reaction of the wolf. She extended her hand and gripped my chin lightly and turned my head to the side. I felt my breath be caught upon my chest, intention was good as she dragged her finger behind my ear taking a drop of ichor.
Within seconds James gripped Pollyâs wrist and threw it away from me. I turned to my twin, I knew he was there but I was not there, I could see a girl, Polly, go down an alley, she was so carefree and happy until the person next to her suddenly started to change. She would scream and shout for help but the eldest werewolf didnât seem to be phased, he simply bit her. I squeezed my eyes, I couldnât watch and therefore there she was, young Polly, her expression twisted in pain and agony from the lycanthropy infection. I opened my eyes again and I could see, or more like sense my brother, he was calm, it was a usual thing for me. I would be alright in about five minutes. I let out a soft cry I was surveying Polly turn into a werewolf for the first time. It felt like forever until I shot up.
I looked around, I found myself into the attic of the Merry Thieves, it was a small space with one bedroom. I was laying on the bed while I still had Matthewâs coat as a blanket over me. I took my time to make myself obvious and I caught an interesting conversation about âGraceâ
âHer name is Graceâ said James, a hint of annoyance upon his voice. I could smell the gin on him as he was sitting on the bed next to me.
âExactly, Graceâ Agreed Thomas âAunt Tatianaâs always kept them both in splendid isolation in Idris- no visitors at all- but apparently sheâs decided to move back to London, so my parents are all in a dither about itâ he explained and this unlocked so many memories of our childhood times in Idris where James would secretly go to meet Grace. I did not like her that much as I got along better with Barbara Lightwood, Thomasâ eldest sister.
âGrace? To London?â James asked in complete disorientation.
âSeems Tatiana wants to bring her out in societyâ Thomas looked puzzled at my brotherâs reaction. âI suppose youâve met her in Idris? Your house is next to the Blackthorn manor, isnât it?â It was true, We used to meet her every Summer.
There were moments of silence as there was no one responding so it was the time to make the fact that I returned to reality known. âAnd where will she stay?â I asked the thing my twin wouldnât dare and I felt his relief wash over his figure as he turned at me.
âHello thereâ James smiled at me and patted my knee as I was curled in a ball under Mattâs coat.
âAre you feeling alright? You seemed to doze off at Pollyâs charmsâ Mathâs voice sounded smooth and sweet as he joked with me.
âI will live, apparentlyâ I smiled lightly as I felt uncomfortable to speak about Polly. âToo bad for your coat, you wonât have it back today.â I added and curled in a ball under it. It had his smell.
âNo worries, it was disposable after Jamesâ smart moveâ Matthew replied with a charming smile and he patted my head gently.
âAwee how sweet of youâ spoke up with a sigh. I felt lightheaded as I sat up, making an effort to balance my head. James held my shoulders not attempting to touch me again, afraid that there would be another episode.
âYour handâŚâ I noticed as it seemed that my iratze didnât work as needed.
âWhy didnât you tell me sooner?â Matthew asked and his slim but muscular hand slipped out his stele. I could see his veins as he was preparing his stele.
Thomas approached me with a toast and I chuckled lightly as he offered it to me. âYou something bad for Polly, didnât you?â he asked me. Math and Jame were further but I could notice that they were listening to me.
âI did, but I am actually used to seeing bad thingsâ I explained and certainly did not deny the fact that I was hungry too much. âThis is pretty goodâ I smiled at my cousin as he poured some water in a glass.
âI donât mean to be the first one to leave a partyâ announced I, so as to get their attention âhowever I shall be making my way to the institute.â I spoke up and James seemed to dislike the idea.
âPerhaps you should stay for a bit and then we can return together.â My brother remarked and looked at me. I was trying to understand was it he was fearing fathers wrath or he was extremely worried about me.
âNo, Iâd rather notâ I smiled at him âDo not concern yourself James. I will be completely fine. I promise.â I sat up taking my time to stand up from the old wooden bed of the attic. Thomas was right next to me, I am certain he was pondering where to support me if needed without jeopardizing to have another episode.
âHow exactly do you expect me to do that, when you just had an episodeâ he remarked as he approached me once Math was done drawing an iratze rune upon his skin
âAnd you had an episode of your own as well and with us not knowing what was the cause of it. At least with me you saw it coming.â I spoke with my voice raising by the note. I was so disturbed by the fact that he considered the incident with me so much more important than his even though it was considered during battle.
âY/N!â he exclaimed.
âJames!â I yelled back almost immediately, it was a reflect that took over and I could not control. I knew that I was supposed to be the delicate girl amongst the boys that were mostly friends of my brother. Nevertheless I could not stand the unfairness of the matter. I was the girl he was the boy we were in the same danger and our troubled moments were just as random and I could not fathom the fact he was being the same phallocratic male like the ones were asking for my hand were.
I started walking to the exit of the attic and Matthew got my elbow. I tried to conserve my gaze therefore I just couldnât help and stare at him, deadly. âI am going home on my own! I am pretty capable of doing so and I do not need anyone to protect me or my honor. In case it wasnât noticed I saved Math twice just some hours earlier when you had one hell of a random disappearance to God knows where. Perhaps papa would be interested in a more detailed version of tonightâs success.â I stated, my angry gaze met Jamesâ whoâs blood I could feel boiling.
âYou wouldnât dare.â He growled, his teeth greeted and his jaw clenched, his outfit was still well-stood unlike mine. I looked like I was in a battle indeed, my hair tucked in a messy bun with all the braids rogue and my clothes filled with stains and scratches.
âWell, I thought you wouldnât dare to imply that I wouldnât make it home alone⌠And yet here we stand.â I spoke up and threw the coat at Matthew who caught it.
âNo keep it, I will come until some point, I need some quality bourbon not this, whatever it is.â Matthew spoke and walked out.
âWhateverâ I shrugged my shoulders and walked out of the attic. I knew this would calm down James, just as I knew Matthew would trust me, even though he looks like he doesnât care at all about me or anyone for that matterâŚ
Summary: Matthew surprises Y/N at her flat after his year of travelling. Some unspoken emotions surface.
A/N: this is kind of a au where Matthew never had any sort of relationship with Cordelia except for friendship :)
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Y/N knew that she wasnât expecting anyone. If any of her friends and family were going to pop around, they would send a note beforehand. Y/N was just getting ready for bed when there was a loud knock on her front door. At first she debated even answering it, but after knowing that the nice mundane doorman would never let anyone up to her apartment without knowing them beforehand, she felt the smallest bit safer.
She threw her robe around herself and took the few steps down the hallway from her bedroom to her front door. When she opened it, Y/N froze and stared wide-eyed. Her heart had immediately begun pounding.
âHello, Y/N,â Matthew said, his beautiful smile stretching across his face.
âMatthew?â Y/N whispered, unable to believe what she was seeing.
Y/N stepped back to allow Matthew into her flat and closed the front door, still trying to process everything. Once she turned back to Matthew she hesitantly reached out and brushed her hand over his arm, trying to deem if he were real or not.
âI canât tell if itâs really you or not,â Y/N said as she took one more step closer.
âItâs really me,â Matthew said, his voice low and warm.
Y/N trailed her hand up his arm until she reached his shoulder and gripped onto it. âYouâre really here.â
âI am,â Matthew said breathlessly.
Y/N smiled and threw her arms around Matthewâs neck and pulled him tightly to her. His own arms wrapped around her waist and pressed her body into his own until there wasnât a single gap between them.
Y/Nâs head buried in the crook of Matthewâs neck as she breathed in the familiar scent of his cologne. She hadnât realised how much she missed it until now. Her shoulders shook as she tried her best to keep the tears from flowing down her cheeks but failed. All the emotion she had over missing Matthew was all coming out.
Matthew pulled away from their hug and rested his forehead against Y/Nâs. âThereâs no need to cry.â
âYouâre crying too,â Y/N said as she noticed the tears brimming Matthewâs eyes.
He tried to blink his own away but only succeeded in making them fall down his cheeks. Y/N let out a breathy laugh and wiped his tears away, her hands lingering on his cheeks.
âI missed you so much,â Y/N whispered. âI canât believe youâre here.â
âI missed you too,â Matthew said. âMore than you can imagine.â
âI wished everyday that you would show up on my doorstep, Iâve even dreamed of it a few times,â Y/N admitted. âThatâs why I didnât believe you were really here.â
âI dreamed of you too,â Matthew said. âNearly every night I was away.â
Y/N closed her eyes and savoured the feeling of Matthewâs arms wrapped around her. It had been just over a year since she had last seen Matthew. They had sent letters to one another over the year but it wasnât ever nearly enough. Having Matthew with her and hearing his voice was the greatest gift Y/N had ever received.
A loud crash echoed from the flat above Y/Nâs and caused the two to jump apart in surprise. Y/N immediately missed the warmth of Matthewâs body. As she now stood opposite him she realised how little she wore. Her night clothes were thin and didnât do a huge job of concealing her body. Y/N flushed and Matthew tried not to move his gaze away from her face.
âDo you want tea or anything?â Y/N asked, leading Matthew through her flat and to her living room.
The room had a lingering warmth from the fire that had been roaring not too long ago. Despite this, Y/N still felt a chill.
âIâm okay, thank you, Y/N,â Matthewâs response was strangely formal.
Y/N only nodded and took a seat on her couch and beckoned Matthew over. âTell me about your travels.â
âIâm sure youâve already heard all about them,â Matthew said, getting comfortable next to Y/N.
âI want to hear about them again,â Y/N said. âI want to hear you tell me, not just read about them.â
âOkay,â Matthew said, settling further down into the couch, his arm brushing Y/Nâs as she unconsciously shuffled closer.
When Matthew began talking about his travels, the smile on his face was infectious. It was a smile that, before his travels, Matthew brought out so rarely. A soft smile graced Y/Nâs face as she listened to Matthew. His hands flapped about as he spoke and she wanted to reach forward and intertwine her fingers with his.
It was no secret to anyone else that Y/N loved Matthew dearly. Before he left, even she hadnât known exactly what she felt for the blonde Fairchild. She had only ever thought that her relationship with him was a close friendship. It wasnât until he left for his travels where she realised that the ache in her chest wasnât because her friend had left. It was because the person she loved had left.
For weeks, Y/N didnât leave her flat much, only to buy food or gather her post. She was happy for Matthew. Happy that he was doing something he had always wanted to do. The only thing she wished was that she had realised her feelings for the Fairchild sooner.
âAre you even listening to me?â Matthew teased as he noticed Y/Nâs faraway expression.
âOf course I am!â Y/N exclaimed.
âThen what did I just say?â
Y/Nâs mouth opened and closed trying to respond but she couldnât because she truly didnât know what Matthew said.
âI will listen now, I swear,â Y/N said.
Matthew rolled his eyes and pulled Y/N closer to his side, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. âIâve spoken enough of my travels, tell me about what you did.â
Y/N sighed and wrapped her arms around Matthewâs torso and rested her head on his chest. âYou donât want to hear about what I did. Itâs rather boring.â
âNothing you do is boring,â Matthew said, his arm moving from her shoulders to rest on the dip of her waist.
Y/N felt the heat of his hand through her thin nightgown and robe. She wasnât entirely sure that Matthew even realised that he had moved his arm, but Y/N didnât say anything about it.
Y/N sighed. âI did a little travelling of my own, not to your scale though. I just did a small tour around England, Scotland and Wales for a few months, nothing too grand.â
âDid you enjoy it?â Matthew asked.
Y/N nodded. âI did, it feltâŚfreeing.â Y/N traced the pattern on Matthewâs waistcoat with her finger. âI do like London but being away for a bit made me realise how little Iâve actually done with my life.â
âDonât say that,â Matthew said. âYouâve done a lot with your life.â
âBut only to the confines of London,â Y/N said. âWhen I travelled, it was the first time Iâd ever seen the sea and felt sand between my toes.â
âWhere was your favourite place to go?â
âCornwall,â Y/N answered. âI spent a week there, the longest I spent anywhere. I stayed in a small village and everyone knew each other. It was nice to now worry about anything and just live in the moment. Is that how you felt?â
Matthew smiled. âThat is how I felt.â
âIt was a good feeling,â Y/N said.
The two fell into a comfortable silence. Y/N still lightly traced the patterns on Matthewâs waistcoat while he toyed with the ends of her hair. Y/N felt her heart begin to beat rapidly as Matthewâs hand moved from the dip of her waist to her hip. Still he didnât seem to notice.
Y/N tilted her head up to look at Matthew, his eyebrows were furrowed as if he was in deep thought. However once he noticed Y/Nâs changed in position his gaze shifted to meet hers.
âHi,â she whispered.
âHi,â he replied.
The two only looked at one another, no words exchanged. Their faces so close that Y/N could feel his breath lightly fan her face and she had no doubt that Matthew could feel hers.
A shiver made its way through her body and she pressed herself closer to Matthew, wanting his warmth. The hand that had been simply resting on his lap was now rubbing her upper arm lightly trying to give Y/N as much warmth as possible.
The places Matthew touched felt like they were on fire despite the plunging temperature. His touch sent her alight.
Y/Nâs hand moved from where it was rested on his chest to his cheek, her thumb lightly brushing across his cheekbone. Matthew watched her movements carefully.
âDid you meet anyone while travelling?â Y/N asked the question before she could even think about the repercussions.
Matthew froze as did Y/N.
âI didnât mean to ask that,â Y/N said, wide-eyed and began to pull away from Matthew. âThat was completely out of line. Iâm so sorry-â
âY/N,â Matthew said. He didnât sound angry.
Y/N stopped and looked at Matthew. She was beyond embarrassed. Even if he did meet anyone, it was none of her business. Matthew was his own person and could make his own choices. And just because she loved him, doesnât mean that he loved her back.
As Y/N began to pull even further away from him, Matthew lightly grasped her and pulled her closer to him until they were in the same position as before.
âAsk me again?â Matthew said.
âWhat?â Y/N questioned, even though she knew exactly what Matthew wanted her to ask.
âThe question,â Matthew said. âAsk me again?â
âDid you meet anyone?â She asked.
There was a pause while Matthew let out a breath. âNo, I didnât.â
Y/N felt bad that she felt the smallest bit relieved at his answer.
âDid you meet anyone?â
The question caught Y/N off guard. âSorry?â
âDid you meet anyone?â Matthew repeated.
âNo,â Y/N answered. âNo, I didnât.â
Matthew only nodded as he didnât meet her gaze. His eyes were fixated on where his hand grasped hers.
Y/N now felt hot. Before she was cold but now she was burning everywhere and wanted to escape the conversation. The once comfortable atmosphere had changed to one of uncertainty. Y/N didnât like the change.
âWhy did you ask me that question?â Matthew asked, his gaze still purposefully avoiding hers.
âI-I donât know,â Y/N said.
âYou do know,â Matthew said.
Y/N sighed and looked at where their hands were joined, the cool metal of his rings pressed against her skin. The words were on the tip of her tongue but she couldnât bring herself to speak them.
âI asked you that question becauseâŚâ she trailed off.
âBecause I am in love with you.â Y/Nâs voice was barely above a whisper.
Despite her nerves, Y/N felt like a weight had been lifted off her chest. The words she had always wanted to write to Matthew in her letters were finally spoken. The world grew dark as Y/N closed her eyes, not wanting to meet Matthewâs gaze in fear of what he would say or do. If he pushed her away, Y/N wouldnât know how she would react.
However, what Matthew did say surprised her.
âYou canât mean that,â Matthew said.
âWhat?â Y/N said and opened her eyes. âOf course I mean that.â
Matthew shook his head, emotions swimming in his green eyes. âYou canât.â
âWhy canât I?â Y/N said. âI am in love with you Matthew.â
âNo,â Matthew said, tears welling in his eyes. He clutched Y/Nâs hands tighter.
âI do,â she said, bringing her hands from his and caressed the sides of his face. âI love you.â
Matthewâs eyes bore into hers. They held a look on uncertainty, like he wasnât entirely sure that anything was real.
âHow can you possibly mean that?â Matthew said.
âI do mean it,â Y/N said. âI love you so much that it hurt me so much when you left for your travels. I didnât realise it before but once you left I realised that what I felt for you was love. Not the type of love you share with any of our friends. I felt it long before but was too oblivious to realise it. I fell in love with you years ago.â
âYou loved me even whenâŚâ Matthew trailed off, not wanting to speak much of that period in his life.
âEven then,â Y/N said. âI adore you.â
Y/N wiped away the tears from his eyes as Matthew gently held onto her wrists, leaning into her touch.
âIf you donât feel the same, itâs okay,â Y/N said, her voice cracking. âWe can just forget about it.â
âI never thought I deserved you,â Matthew said, his voice wavered like any moment he would burst into tears. âI never told you I loved you because I didnât deserve you.â
Y/Nâs heart broke hearing the sadness in Matthewâs voice. âWhy didnât you think you deserved me?â
âI could barely take care of myself, let alone you,â Matthew replied. âThere were times when I wanted to tell you, not caring how it would affect our friendship. You wereâ are the constant thing on my mind. I wake up thinking about you and I fall asleep thinking about you.â Matthew paused to let out a shaky breath. âWhen I went on my travels, I hoped that I could move past what I felt for you but with every letter I sent you and how you responded with such excitement and telling me how proud you were of me, the more I fell in love with youâ even if I was thousands of miles away.â
Y/N let out a breath and pressed her forehead against Matthewâs. âYou deserve the world, Matthew. You deserve everything good in it.â Y/N's thumb gently moved across his cheekbone. âI know your life hasnât been easy. I know you have struggled for years. But you need to know how proud of you I am, how proud everyone is of you. You are always surrounded by people who love you so much. Never forget that.â
Matthew let the tears fall as Y/N wrapped him into a hug. He buried his head into the crook of her neck as his body shook. Y/N clutched onto him tightly.
âI donât deserve you,â Matthew muttered.
âYou do,â Y/N said. âYou deserve every good thing.â
Matthew pulled away and took Y/Nâs face in his hands. âYou are the best thing in my life.â
âI thought James was?â Y/N joked, hoping it would make Matthew at least crack a smile. She succeeded.
Matthew smiled. âSecond best then.â
Y/N smiled as she leaned into his touch. âI love you, Matthew.â
âI love you too,â Matthew said.
Y/Nâs heart swelled as Matthew spoke those words. A year of sending letters back and forth and realising her feelings for him, she never expected that he would ever feel the same way. Now as she looked into his eyes and saw nothing but pure love, she knew she was home.
âMay I kiss you?â Matthew asked.
Y/N smiled. âYou may.â
Once their lips touched, Y/N could think of nothing else but Matthew. His lips were soft and he tasted sweet. When she thought of kissing Matthew several months ago after a very particular dream, she had imagined fireworks and an overwhelming amount of feelings. She felt none of those.
Kissing Matthew felt normal, like their lips were always meant to touch and connect. They fit perfectly togetherâ two halves of a whole.
An arm wrapped around her waist and Matthew pulled her on top of him with one swift motion, without disconnecting their lips. Y/N let out a small noise of surprise.
âSorry,â Matthew mumbled against her lips. âI just need to be closer to you.â
Y/Nâs eyes fluttered close as Matthew pressed his lips against Y/Nâs once more. Her arms wrapped around Matthewâs neck and threaded her fingers in his hair, her nails lightly scratching his scalp. Matthew sighed in delight.
Y/N smiled into the kiss. She never would have thought that this was how her night would go. Finally kissing the man she loved after only loving him from afar. The feeling of his arms wrapped around her body made her feel safe and loved. Each touch sent her alight and left goosebumps in their wake. Everything about Matthew heightened her senses more than any rune ever could.
Matthew pulled away once more and opened his eyes to look at Y/N. His arms were locked around her keeping her in place and he tightened his arms the slightest amount.
âI love you,â Matthew said with a smile. It lit up his entire face. âI donât know how I got so lucky to have you in my life.â
âHow lucky you are?â Y/N said, brushing his hair away from his face. âI am the lucky one, because you, Matthew Fairchild, are a gift.â
Matthew smiled and nuzzled his head in the crook of her neck, pressing a light kiss to her bare shoulder where her robe had slid down.
   Anna suddenly rushes back to them, hair slightly dishevelled and blue eyes round as dinner plates.
    âYou guysââ she blows out a short breath ââyou will not believe who Iâve just seen walk in.â
    âWho?â Thomas asks dutifully. âOh, do say itâs finally Lucie and Cordelia.â
    In lieu of a worded reply, Anna gestures with her whole arm towards the entrance of the bar.
    They all scan the space, but James canât see shit. It really was a mistake to dim these lights. Theyâre bloody good for nothing.
    Matthew gasps sharply then, his empty glass falling out of his hands and clattering noisily on the table top. Itâs just as well it doesnât shatter on impact.
    âOh, no.â His eyes widen a touch and he shakes his head slowly. âOh, youâve got to be joking.â
    James turns back to the crowd, continuing his search with renewed vigour. He wants to know who the hell has shown up if theyâre making Matthew react like this.
    Thomas and Christopher make matching sounds of astonishment a second later, Thomas going so far as to mutter, âBloody Christ,â under his breath.
    Huffing, James looks at every face, every head, every pair of eyes in the bar. It takes him a moment to see, but when he finally locates the person in question, his mouth falls open.
    He retracts his earlier thought. Lucie will be screaming blue murder later when she learns sheâs missed out on this.
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