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short caleb edit <33 …

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You just got dumped, and as usual, Caleb is there to pick up the pieces. But is that all it is?

—cw: fluff, pre-relationship, oneshot & banter

“Could you look any more smug? Yea, yea I know, ‘told you’.”

“Told you.” A stifled laugh.

“Thanks Caleb, I am so happy to see that my misery makes you laugh.” You mention as you roll your eyes. Entering his apartment before he could even respond.

“Anyway, what’s for dinner?”

“Hello to you too, pips.”

A scoff escaping your lips, you stare him down. “Hello, what’s for dinner?”

He snickers, as he motions to the kitchen. Opening a cupboard, he pulls out a bag filled to the brim with snacks. “Figured you’d need these.”

“Thank god.”

***

As Caleb cooks some of the ramen he bought, you find yourself perched on the counter, patiently waiting as you mindlessly kick your feet.

“What are you thinking about.” His voice pulls you out of your trance.

“...”

“He wasn’t worth it anyway.”

“Caleb.”

“You know it too, pips.”

You did. It had been months since you’d received a proper compliment from him, months since you’d gone out together without having an argument. Today was just the drop that made the glass overflow. It had gotten to the point where even Caleb felt more like your bofriend than your actual partner, but still, it hurt.

“I guess.” You add, still deep in thought.

A splash of water startles you. “Caleb!”

“Ha ha, you really should’ve seen the way your whole body jerked up.”

“Oh really?” Although low-spirited, you’d never turn down the chance of getting even.

With a grin bigger than a crescent moon, you fill a glass with water and menacingly inch towards Caleb.

“I forfeit.” Both of his hands in the air, he takes careful steps back.

“Aw, but you know it’s too late for that.”

“Pips wait, hold on..hol-!”

Drip, drip

His face was drenched. At this very moment, nothing in the world mattered, nothing else had ever been this funny. As you wipe the tears from your eyes you add, “Gosh you should’ve seen the way your whole body jerked up.”

“Ha. Ha.”

His mockery only makes this all the more funnier. God you missed this.

How long had it been since you were able to let go so easily, to truly enjoy the present moment. Looking at Caleb you start to wonder, how long had it been since you forgot to put yourself first.

“Are you alright?” He looks concerned, so careful with his words.

“Yea I was just thinking.”

“I want in, what do you keep thinking about?”

“I don’t know, just been some time since I’ve laughed like this.”

You didn’t need to explain much. He understood you, no matter how small the explanation. Understanding what you mean, he hesitates before adding,

“You’d laugh like this everyday if you were with me.” He plays it off, but you can see his eyes looking for the tiniest hint of you indulging in this fantasy.

“Ha, as if.” This is dangerous. You both know it.

He playfully punches your shoulder.

“Ouch!” You tease, “That hurt.”

“Many would say that I’m a catch you know.”

“I’m sureee they would.” You snicker, yet you can’t help but add, “You know it’d never work.”

For a moment the air is silent. “Why, not?” He plays it off.

You look at him, and his eyes are expectant. He seems ready to refute any and all arguments you’d throw at him, but you both know.

“We’re friends. Plus, you’d probably be a fling, not really my type you know.”

You expected a laugh, a sort of counter insult but nothing could’ve prepared you for that grin.

“Not your type? Really, pips? That’s the line you’re pulling out on me?” Here goes that smug look.

“I-”

“I know, and I’ll wait. However long it takes for you to realize. Anyway, I think we might’ve overcooked the ramen a bit.” He looks at you, his grin is still present, but you understand.

He’ll wait.

He knew the risks, but he’d wait.

“You’re a horrible cook.” You joke.

“Look at who’s talking”

That night was a bet you’d hope to win.

I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed making it. It was my time writing about Caleb but it was so fun. I have another post coming up for him (headcanons) so stay tuned <33

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SINFUL BLISS . oneshot . word count: 1.004k words!!

As you run away from the Legion, you have an enemy by your side. As you delve into unfamiliar territory, a connection between you two builds, but just how far is it going to go?

—content warnings: oneshot, nsfw(smut) & oral sex.

"nghh.. nghh"

Soft sounds escape your lips as you wake up from your much needed rest. Its been days since you ran away from the Legion of Justicia with the fiend of the Abyss which surprisingly proved to be better than you thought.

You yawn, carefully stretching your body when a low voice startles you.

"Good morning."

The fiend. Well, Sylus, for now. You weren't sure about the amount of trust you would lend him, he didn't seem as evil as the prophecies mentioned, but you didn’t know enough to lower your guard. He remained a mystery, a cunning one at that.

Snapping out of your trance, you notice that your “captor” couldn't help but curiously observe you. "Someone had a good dream." He stated, smirking. Sure, you'd question what he meant if the memories of your reverie didn't just wash over you, rendering you speechless.

The dream. That. Dream.

Hiding behind the palms of your hand you mutter to yourself, "Surely not, surely not, surel-"

But it didn't take long before your keeper decided to find amusement in your discomfort.

"Hiding? Are you feeling shy? Or maybe you need some assistance?" He smirks before using his tail to pull you towards the rock he had been sitting on. "Maybe this will help you remember..not that I think you could forget."

Heat flushes to your cheeks, and you can't help but avert your gaze as he pulls your hands down.

"Look at how good you take it." As he opens his mouth to seemingly blurt out another line, you jump over him to cover his mouth. "Enough!" You say, obviously embarrassed.

"If I'd known you craved me so much I would've helped you." Amusement written all over his face, you glare, making him laugh.

"What if it wasn't about you? Don't be so full of yourself." You retort, hoping to take control of the situation you had unfortunately gotten yourself in.

"Oh? So you must know countless horned dragons named..what was it again? Sylus?" He states, patiently awaiting your rebuttal.

You stare, thinking of an escape route. "Dreams are just the subconscious making things up, it holds no truth."

"Is there no truth in your affection for my horns then? Aw, but it was so amusing to watch you mumble about holding them as you used my leg to-"

"Sylus!" You stop him, now drowning in your embarassment. He could've pretended to forget, but he seemed determined to make you regret it to the fullest.

A sly smile marking his face he adds, "I can help, if you desire it that much all you need to do is ask." He adds, his fingers twirling around one of you hair strands.

Looking up, you face Sylus' curious gaze, waiting for you to participate in his little charade.

Why should you be ashamed of something you had no control over? He thought it funny to tease you? Then you should reciprocate the affection. He wasn’t the only one who craved a good laugh.

"So?" He asked, growing impatient.

"Don't tease me. You're starting something you can't finish." You answer, as bold as ever, standing up, and ready for his next attack.

Obviously entertained by your response, he couldn't help but smile before sitting you back down on his lap.

"Then use me."

His order was a dare, he was testing your resolve. How far were you willing to go in order to overpower him in his own game?

Unfortunately for him, the answer was very far. Because nothing could've prepared him for the sway of your hips, slowly grinding you maintain eye contact as his breath briefly hitches.

"Is there something wrong?" You ask, the sarcasm oozing from your pores.

He might've acknoledged it, had his head not been tilted back, his lips letting out murmurs of pleasure.

Noticing your rhythm fastening, Sylus lifts his head to whisper in your ear, "Call my name.“

"Only if I can hold onto your horns." You bargain.

"Your greed is showing." He responds grinning.

“Sy- !”

As you are holding onto his horns, the sensation of his touch overwhelms you, your walls clench and as you come undone you can't help but collapse on him.

"You've made a mess of me, now what will you do about it?" He says, gasping.

Still panting you remove yourself from his grasp and kneel before him.

"How would you like it?" You want to return the favour, it might even please you more than it would please him. Afterall, to please is to be pleased.

Gruntled by your question, Sylus brushes his thumb over your lips before saying, "Open your mouth for me."

As he smoothly slides himself into your mouth, you can feel the lenght of his member which causes you to close your eyes, bracing for it.

"Keep your eyes open, look at me or I'll stop." He states, now immobile.

His neediness was turning you on, pleasure waves hitting you all at once as he picked up the pace. You were aroused.

"Mmh..you take me in so well." His breath fluctuating with each stroke, he was getting close.

You cease all movement, a small grunt escapes his mouth, you can't help but be amused.

"Keep going." An order, but sadly for him his desperation was evident. He was in no position to command.

"Beg for it." You liked seeing him struggle, but knowing you had power over it was even more electrifying.

He wanted to debate, it was painfully obvious, but at this moment, his greed was stronger than his need for control.

"Please." His eyes were fiery, you grew ecstatic.

But you weren't cruel, satisfied with your little jest, you pick up the speed.

His body loosened, and you could feel the flow entering your mouth. As a reward you let him decide what he'd like for you to do with it.

Following your gaze, it isn't long before Sylus adds, "All of it."

His wish was your command.

You had a feeling this would prove to be an interesting partnership.

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cute photoshoot today ! (also writing a fanfic today..should be up soon..) <33

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Happy Birthday Sylus <3 Dragon cake for our little fiend. ~

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so sad rn 😭

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LNDS HEADCANONS

Aftercare . Sylus . PART I

Sylus was very overprotective. Maybe that was why he had taken you to the outskirts when he noticed how drained you were from working so much. Knowning you and your obsession with your work, he had invited you under the guise of another ordinary business meeting.

After your loving night, you were visbibly drained. You were feeling dazed and the sway of his arms carrying you, gave you a sense of limbo.

"Sylus I'm tired." You mutter still feeling a bit hazy and drowsy.

"I know sweetie. I'll take care of it." He replied as he moved a strand of hair stuck on your face before placing a kiss on the crook of your neck.

As you enter the bathroom, its beauty renders you speechless. Sylus had given orders to Luke and Kieran to heat up the bath, making sure you were as comfortable as possible.

The bathroom was built in a french victorian era’s style. There were rose petals going from the beginning of the tiles to the beautiful porcelain tub across.

Once he had gotten you in the bath, he made sure to gently lather water on your body. It had a scent of lavender and vanilla.This was the most relaxation you’d been able to get in weeks.

"This is rejuvenating. Thank you, Sylus." Despite the sleepiness, you wanted to make sure that his gesture wouldn’t be under appreciated.

As you proceeded to ramble on and on about how thankful you were for him and his love and whatever else you managed to splurge on for about a minute, your eyes grew extremely heavy.

Sylus paying careful attention to you, smiled at the sight of your eyes closing as he delicately placed a kiss on your palm before adding, "Only for you, sweetheart."

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LONG NIGHTS . one shot . angst

The night was freezing and the air was crisp, perhaps that was why you were remeniscing. It was no secret that the nights were made for remembering but was that always a good thing? What about the things or the ones we wanted to forget, because remembering could sometimes hurt more than forgetting.

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So maybe you jinxed it, or fate wanted to toy with you, because the timing couldn’t be described as anything but eerie. As you lay on your couch, hoping to forget about work and all the complications of life, and as you wait for your tea to finish boiling, two knocks could be heard at the door.

Great, just great. The universe must’ve known that the one thing you needed on a stressful saturday night was not silence, no, but mysterious knocks who would disturb your not so peaceful night.

As you motion to the door, you hear a whistle, oh, the kettle. "Just a moment!" You tiredly yell out at whomever the disturber of the night was. Limping over to the stove you place the kettle on a wooden board, but as you turn off the fire you sudenly hear louder knocks.

Limping back to your entrance, now frustrated, you open the door and what you see can only be discribed as a faint 'Oh.'. In front of you was Sylus, or maybe something/someone you wanted to forget.

Snapping out of your thoughts, you stare at him and his eyes were dark, not your usual murdering gaze but maybe an angrier version of it. It was hard to tell, afterall he always looked ready to kill.

"Hi." That is all you manage to blur out, your face had the words 'Why are you here?' etched all over it.

"You could’ve told me." He states, looking at you as if you’d betrayed him in some way.

Who the hell did he think he was, is what you were thinking but you knew better than to retort. Okay fair, your injuries were pretty bad, but nothing you hadn’t been through before. So what you’d be limp for a few weeks and your side was bruised, and you know the typical few broken bones. It was bad but truth be told, it didn’t hurt nearly as much as when he left without a word, without even saying goodbye.

His words hurt, it wasn’t as if you hadn’t tried, like you gave up. He was the one who let you go. So what, you were suddenly supposed to call when you got injured after a whole year being ghosted? Right.

"You left, remember?" You respond, dryly.

"You could’ve called regardless. Despite what you think, I care."

Of course, the extremely original, 'You aren’t safe when I’m here.'. He cares, yeah apprently it takes me being at the edge of my life for him to even consider showing up. Would’ve been nice to know 300 calls ago.

"Are you turning this one me?" You sigh before adding, "Look Sylus, the last thing I need right now is this."

"I am not here to argue, can I come in?" He says as he takes out a plastic bag hidden behind him filled with snacks.

"In case you required a little more convincing." He adds.

Slightly surprised he even thought to do this you can’t help but chuckle out of reflex. "I guess this works." You reply.

Once inside, he places the bag on the kitchen counter before sitting down on your couch.

"Are you in pain?" He asks.

"It’s alright."

"You know it’s unnecessary."

"What is?" You reply, confused by his statement.

"Lying." He says, while using his evol to lighten your pain.

"Wh-"

"We’re linked. I know how you feel."

"So you knew." This whole time, he knew how bad it had hurt me, the silence, the abscence.

"I did."

"So why?"

"It was too dangerous, you would’ve gotten targetted as my weakness."

You’d argue against this but you had no fight left in you. All you manage to ask is, "Did you regret it?"

"Assuring your safety was my priority."

"So, no?"

"…"

"Is that why you’re back?"

"You could have died."

"I know."

Truth was, the depression after his departure had left you numb, to the point where your job was the only thing that made you feel the slightest bit alive. So if working meant fighting wanderers and possibly getting injured, it was a risk you were willing to take.

Althought a part of you still resented him for leaving, you couldn’t help but bathe in his temporary affection. As he tended to your wounds, served you your tea and prepared some food. It was only a matter of time before you looked into his eyes and let out a small truth, "I’ve missed this."

Maybe it was a big one, behind 'I miss this' was also, 'I miss us' and of course, 'I miss you.'.

"Me too." He says softly, reassuringly. Was he letting you know that he meant it in the same way.

Your brain could’nt help but ruin tender moments, but is it really overthinking if its happened before.

"Are you leaving again?"

He doesn’t give an immediate response, and that in itself is an answer. He finishes bandaging your side and as you feel his breath on your neck. Knowing he could ruin this fantasy by answering, you quickly add, "Lie to me then." At the very least, some of him was better than none of him.

Maybe it’s because you know him so well but you feel his smirk forming from behind you. "You were always into theatrics." He says, a soft snicker escaping his lips.

"I do love a good play." You add, a slight smile forming on your face.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, it’s fun to watch something and to be surprised."

He passes a hand through your hair and lets his fingers linger at the bottom before placing a kiss ever so gentle in the crook of your neck.

"Would it be surprising for me to say that I love you?"

You stiffen, surely you misunderstood. "But you’re leaving?"

"I could stay. I want to." He says as he caresses your ear, attentively waiting for your answer.

You’re afraid, afraid he’s selling you a dream, one that he doesn’t own the rights to. But, in the slight offchance..the slimest window of hope..

"Stay."

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UNDYING . one shot . word count: 1.2k !!

It was no secret that you and Sylus shared a past, one that you deeply regretted. As a hunter, you were aware that all of it had to be left behind. It had been years of constant chasing, mixed feelings and frustration, it couldn’t work even if you wanted it.

—content warnings: not established & oneshot

5:30 AM

It’s almost like he finds pleasure in ruining your sleep. Not a year goes by without his trail causing a ruckus at the hunter headquarters, and of course, they always send you in.

Jenna says that he must do it to catch your attention, you laugh at her remark. They sort of use you as bait, you go out under the guise of catching him in order to lure him out. Never works though, well at least they don’t think it does.

3 years, it took you 3 years to get your position of hunter. Long years of grief, pain and depression. But it was all worth it, your plan was almost coming to fruition. You just needed the resources and time, so you stayed patient, waited for him to lower his guard.

You wanted to make sure that he would live to see you take his life away. His last breath would be your first, because your life almost ended when Sylus left you for dead.

2:00 PM

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Where was he? You had put one bullet through his arm, but something felt off. It was too easy, the area was too crowded, almost as if he was taunting you, begging to be found.

You alert the rest of your team. Fine, you thought to yourself. Let’s play his little game.

Gun in hands, flashlight in between, you were slowly walking in an abandoned industrial loft. Filled with graffitis and damp wooden planks lying on the ground. The N109 Zone had never been cleaner.

A beggar had told one of the hunters that they had seen a man speeding around the area. Sure as hell sounds like Sylus, but it wasn’t like him to get noticed. Why would a beggar help hunters? His motorcycle wasn’t hidden, it had basically been parked right outside, it’s what gave his location away. Was he even hiding?

He was being sloppy on purpose.

Eager for his arrest you go in alone. Your dedication proved to be useful as you were left to handle this matter alone. This was your chance.

"Show yourself!" 7 minutes had passed, you were tired but no amount of sleep was worth letting him get away. Not this time.

Finally, traces of blood. Seems like the bullet did its job after all. As you pointed the flashlight on the ground, droplets of blood could be seen. Fresh blood, he was close.

"You can’t hide forever." You murmured to yourself as you motioned around the room.

A snicker. "I could try."

Sylus. You feel the beats of your heart fastening, he was here. He was slowly making his way out from his hiding spot, a pillar hidden by the shadows. "Slowly put your hands up, I’m not kidding!" You shout.

Your hunter’s watch was still recording, this moment was key.

He scoffs, looking at you clearly amused by your demeanour. "You’re alone."

You stare at him blankly, and tighten your grip around your handgun. "I am."

"You’re bleeding." You add, proudly.

"I have you to thank for that." He responds, teasingly.

"I have a warrant for your arrest, put your hands up so we can get this over with."

He has the expression of amusement all over his face, he must think this is a game. But then again, everything is a game to him.

"Hands up!" You shout, keeping your focus on the trigger, your patience is thinning.

He steps towards you.

"I will shoot, I’m serious Sylus."

"I’m well aware."

He takes another step.

"Stop. I’m warning you." He keeps getting closer but despite your ever flowing anger, you let him get closer.

Close enough for him to press his hand on yours, deactivating your watch’s sensors, he swiftly grabs your gun and reduces it to ashes. Within seconds you’re unable to move, realizing that you were now trapped by his evol.

"What now?" You asked.

"You come home." He responds.

Your watch suddenly lit up, it was Jenna. Having been inside for so long she grew worried at the sudden lack of signal and sent some agents after you.

You motion your head towards Sylus. He was looking at you, his lips slightly flushed and his breath low. His powerful demeanour looked peaceful for a moment, his eyes the colour of garnet put you in a trance. Maybe because they were the same colour as his blood… which was all over his clothing.

Still trapped you glance over his arm, free of any bullet wound. Thank god for his evol.

5 YEARS AGO

"It’s only 3 years"

"It’s dangerous."

"I can do it."

"It would be 5 years altogether, you know I could send someone over."

He was all about initiative until it came to this, he knew I could do it but Sylus always had this stupid overprotective flair about him.

"You know I can do it, I’ve went undercover before so why waste resources?"

"Not like this, not for 5 years."

"The only way is to send in a hunter for the sole purpose of this mission. Hunters go through thorough background checks, I doubt any of your minions could enter besides me anyway."

"…"

He was going to fold, he had to.

"I want monthly updates, take Mephisto with you and you’ll come back as soon as you’ve gathered the info." He sighed.

"Yes boss, sure boss!" You joke before adding, "You worry too much, I’ll be as clever as a cat."

He stares before snickering in a lowered tone. "Sure you will."

You were excited to go, handling something of this importance was gushing. However, it was going to be harder than you thought, you know, the leaving part.

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"They’ll be here any minute now." You say anxious at the thought of being discovered. You’ve put in so much effort into this.

"I know." He lightly smirks, as he glances over you patiently and adds. "You did great, kitten."

"I know." You tease, subtly grinning. You were leaving with him today, and all you’ve done was worth it if just for this moment.

You look at him to remind him of the trap you were in, no one was around, your watch was now reduced to ash. 3 years of work, yet you were ready to leave the huntress behind.

As you turn around to leave, Sylus grabs your wrist and gently pulls to make you face him.

"We really need to go-" You start but you barely get to finish your sentence as you feel the warmth of his lips crushing into yours.

It starts strong and passionate, but dissolves shortly after. His kiss was patient and tender, he let you lead and let himself be guided by your tempo. It wasn’t lustful, it was a sign of remembrance. He was still kissing you but you could swear his heart was talking to you. Saying, 'I know you and I missed you.'

You stop breathing for a second, as he breaks the kiss apart. Both dissatisfied and greedy you smile, because tonight, you leave as one again.

Now outside, you place the helmet on your head, as he patiently waits for you to get on his motorcycle. The familiarity struck you like a knife, and as you place your arms around his waist you let yourself bathe in his scent. "Goodbye." You mouthed.

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soooo much has happened lol but I’m doing much better now ! New fics on the way ~

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I’ve got about 5 fanfics coming this week ! I’ve been extremely tired which slowed my progress down (waiting on test results to see if I have anemia) but hopefully everything sorts itself out !

More of Kenji, Sylus and Qimir coming soon..

Love you all <33

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SPEEDBOUND AU — requested by @st4ntwic3

You're an officer hired to investigate a string of high-stakes races in the city, and your only lead is a cryptic message pointing to him. Notorious motorcycle-riding racer.

—content warnings: AU, racer!Kenji, somewhat fluff, officer!reader, works for any gender, injury & oneshot.

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"Fuck, not again!" Your colleague muttered under his breath, it had now been 2 hours since you’d been tracking his phone through cell towers when your team found a burner near the last known ping, which was only found due to a message he willingly left them.

"We’re running around in circles!" Another yelled.

That was his thing, seeing them go through hell and back to catch him, making them sweat for every tiny bit of information, only letting them in on what he deemed acceptable. He was always ten steps ahead.

Uchida, the chief in command, had gathered every single officer on the street, it had gone on for too long. The constant high speed races, continuous endangerment of the public, all of it.

Ken Sato had now, for four years, been on the most wanted list for his organized street racing. Constantly taunting the police, they never had any luck finding him. He was a showman, feeding off the adrenaline of the idea that they were looking for him, never catching up.

Chief Uchida was still informing your team about the battle plan when static noises coming from your radios could be heard.

"Road 15– unidentified driver, 280 km/h—"

"Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!" Uchida yelled, it had to be him.

You quickly go into your car, your officer running to make it in. Signal lights on, the show would end today.

Nervously, you make swift turns, not signalling in fear of missing the opportunity to get to him.

As your partner attentively monitors the radio in order to follow the updates, 120 Km/h, you realize there’s no way you could make it. He was a reputable speed chaser, if he got caught it’d honestly have to be another joke.

At least that was what was going through your mind when you finally saw it, saw him. On his red and white motorcycle, practically flying, when he makes eye contact.

You surprisingly catch up, no…he slow down? But why, why would he do that, maybe his bike is broken? Even then, he wastes no time, you couldn’t even understand what had happened.

Ken sato had drifted right in front of your car, you urgently swerve, hit a brick wall when the airbags release.

Your partner looked okay, surprisingly. Now with an open wound on your head, you head out of the car. Kenji waited patiently, as if he was just any other passerby.

You draw your gun, loading it.

He looks pale, shocked.

"Wait!"

"BANG"

He was down, four years leading up to this.

As you stare down your partner’s now injured body, you motion towards Kenji.

"What the fuck were you thinking, let’s go!" You say, annoyed.

"Not happy to see me?" He retorts, a wicked grin forming on his lips.

"Kenji that could’ve gone badly, you were supposed to wait at the warehouse."

"I wanted to see you." He says and you can’t manage to do anything but smile. "There it is, I’ve missed you." He adds as he kisses you, so, so passionately. Hand on waist and the other cupping your face, he tastes so good, his lips so soft.

"Ouch!" You wince, having forgotten about that stupid wound.

He stops and you can’t help but let out a noise which lets him know that you’re disappointed.

"This is your fault you know." You add, still upset.

"I know, I’m sorry, let me make it up to you." He walks towards his motorcycle, opens the storage compartment, and pulls out a dozen roses.

You smile at their state. Granted, they were slightly bent due to the restricted space, the gesture was so sweet you had to steal another kiss.

"I love them."

"I love you." He smiles, his nose slightly brushing yours.

Although whipped, you continue. "C’mon, the false radio signals will only keep them away for so long, let’s go." You mutter, your lips slowly leaving his.

He gives you his helmet and helps you get on the seat.

Your fingers around his waist, you feel like the world is yours. The thrill, the adrenaline, him. It was all worth it.

As you both speed out of town, needing to stay undercover for a while, your heart races just the same.

This love, feeling as though you were bound to each other, could it get any better?

Hi lovelies, so sorry for the hiatus! Not sleeping finally caught up to me so I was basically knocked out for a whole week. Anyway, I’m back and better than ever!

Thank you so much for the request that the nonym, or @st4ntwic3 put in. Sorry that it took me so long to get to it, I did it as soon as I got better! Regardless, thank you so much <33

For the other requests in my inbox, I have not forgotten, nor am I ignoring it! Everything is getting done, don’t worry <33