Series Warnings (Will Be Updated): Angst, Fluff, Cold Heartedness, Emotional Trauma, Healing, Smut, Dark Humor
Warnings For This Chapter: Breast Play, Daddy Kink, Squirting, Love Making, Pregnant Sex, Jeongguk Being Fuckin' Filthy, Praise, Begging, Creampie // Taehyung Acting Up As Per Usual
Jeongguk was only without you for a month but during that time he forgot what it was like to lay in bed with you.
He forgot how you cuddled close to him in the chilly mornings, burying your face into his chest with childlike stubbornness. He forgot how you almost always softly whinged when he kissed the top of your head to wake you up. And he almost forgot how beautiful and incredible it feels to have your limbs tangle with his in the wee hours of daybreak.
Now that he's moved into your mansion, now that he has all of his belongings here, he finds himself appreciating the mornings even more.
You're not as sick as you were when you first found out you were pregnant but you're still exhausted all the same. Nothing wakes you up anymore, your hormones make you lay in bed like a lump on a log until his child deems it acceptable to rouse awake.
Curling his hand around your flat stomach, his lips drift softly over your shoulder.
To know he's bringing a life into this world with the woman he adores more than anything makes him constantly euphoric day in and day out.
It's funny to think that in just two weeks he'll be accompanying you to the wedding he was hired to go to so long ago. It's almost as if everything is coming full circle.
Drifting his lips to your hair, his eyes squeeze shut. There's such peace here at this moment. There's a serenity that cannot be matched and he's simply basking in its wonder.
This mansion you explicitly used to shelter yourself from the outside world is a newly defined place that you'll be raising a little life. All of the meaningless emptiness of the grand estate will have child-like giggles and babbling.
Tracing his thumb over your swollen womb, your once again boyfriend thinks of all the possibilities within this home.
Your whinge alerts him that you're waking up and it brings a soft smile to his pierced lips.
When Hawking hears that noise, he jumps onto the bed with curious excitement and your boyfriend lifts his head with wide eyes as a warning. His dog, now your dog as well, is so big and goofy that he has no spacial awareness. And if something happens to you or the baby, Guk will never forgive himself.
"Mornin'," you murmur to the Great Dane who doesn't heed his owner's cautious look.
Burrowing his face into your breasts, you cringe visibly and Guk is sitting up in an instant.
"Come on, dude," he hisses, pushing the dog's face softly away from you.
"It's okay, he doesn't understand," you reply sweetly, kissing the top of Hawking's head.
Everything about you lately has been swelling and aching, it's uncomfortable to be sure.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart," your boyfriend whispers.
"It's okay, really," you promise, turning towards him.
Jeongguk lays himself back down, giving you a smile that is devastatingly handsome. He's so in love, he's so excited to become a parent with you that it's readily apparent on his features.
"How're my babies?" he coos, combing some hair back behind your ear.
"Tired," you breathe, which makes him nod in turn, "hungry, achy, crampy, emotional. I could go on."
He chuckles then, the sound making your bones almost jello-like.
You haven't been up to wearing your nightgowns to bed lately, the fabric that goes over your breasts is too restricting. So when your boyfriend looks you over in full, he can't help the way that his tongue slowly licks over his bottom lip.
The darkened veins around your swollen tits makes him almost frenzied with wanting but he's been respectful since you took him back.
Cupping your chest with his large, warm hands, he kneads the swollen skin very softly with his fingers.
Your whine lets him know how much you adore it and suddenly he's disregarding his huge dog beside you to crawl over you.
He rests his backside on the balls of his feet working to soothe your aches and pains immediately. Your skin is hot under his hands, almost as if you have a fever just on your chest.
You groan softly, letting your head loll back at the simple relief.
"You're so beautiful, I love you so much," Guk avows.
"We love you too," you whisper through clenched teeth.
To say you've gotten used to being pregnant is an understatement. It took you a few days, surely, you were frightened and scared beyond all belief at first but your boyfriend has ingrained in you just how much he adores this and you and his baby. So, it didn't take you so long to come to terms that you're growing a life inside you.
Bending down, Guk presses soft kisses to your areola. When you gasp loudly, making Hawking jump with fright beside you, your boyfriend finds his cock stirring.
"Feels good, baby?" he hisses, wrapping his lips around your puffy, dark nipple.
He suckles gently, suddenly forgetting the need to calm your aches and pains. His hand toys with the stiffening peak, rolling it ever so slowly between his thumb and index finger.
"Daddy, God!" you cry out, squeezing your eyes shut tightly.
"Mhm," he groans against your skin soothingly, flicking the tip of his tongue to your bud.
His free hand trails lazily over your side, stopping shortly to graze along your swollen womb before continuing on it's long path but before he can even get there you're yelping out like you're about to orgasm.
His eyebrows furrow and he suckles harder against you, pinching and rolling just that much more fervently and when his hand reaches the apex of your thighs, you scream his name with heady pleasure.
Your arousal squirts out of you and coats his hand, body trembling with satisfaction and he lifts his head with a curiously triumphant smile.
"Cumming just by your tits? That's new," he breathes, stroking at his cock.
Your juices make his long, hard cock slick and he positions himself at your entrance with a raised eyebrow.
"Can you handle this right now, baby?" he inquires softly, drifting his hand over your cheek.
With a whinge, your hands coast up his heavily inked arms. You stare up at him with heavily sated eyes that seem to twinkle with the need for more.
"Give it to me," you beg softly.
That's all he needs to hear.
Entering you slowly, his mouth drops open at the sheer warmth and wetness. Your cunt is like a fucking siphon around him and he lets out a strangled groan at the feeling.
His elbows purchase themselves over your shoulders and he kisses you slowly and passionately as you adjust to the intrusion of his thick cock.
"Your pussy feels so different," Guk whines against your lips, "feels so fucking good."
You hook your hand around the back of his head, needing him so close to you.
"I love you," you whisper, looking up at him with soft, needy eyes that makes his cock throb within you.
"I love you too," he promises, pulling out almost all the way before slowly thrusting back inside.
This isn't a rough fuck, this isn't a quick thing that horny lovers do. He sets a slow, deep pace that makes your loins quiver. He's making love to you. He's showering you with every ounce of passion that he can to show you how grateful he is that you're with child.
"Oh fuck!" you squeak out, feeling his lips trail from your lips to your jaw and downward.
He suckles at your nipples once again, adoring how your legs butterfly open for more. Your arousal is messy and abundant, earning the most pornographic noises as he fucks you diligently.
"You're so fucking incredible," Guk hisses, licking at your nipple until your back is bowing off the bed.
He takes this opportunity to curl his arm around you, pulling you closer to him as his strokes begin to quicken.
"O-Oh! Daddy!" you blubber out, combing your fingers through his hair.
"That's it, sweetheart. Good girl," he praises, suckling at your sensitive flesh harder.
Your nails scratch at his skin, leaning pretty red lines he'll surely be tracing with his fingers later in the day.
"I can't wait till your bigger, till I can set you on your knees and fuck you from behind like an animal. I'm gonna hold your belly so tightly while you throw it back to me like a little slut. Your swollen pretty tits are gonna leak milk everywhere, begging to mother my baby. Fuck," he hisses, fucking into you harder.
He doesn't know where those hopes and dreams came from but he's pretty sure they've been laying thick on his mind since the minute he got you into bed the first time.
His irises burn with an intensity that makes your breath catch. He believes what he's saying, he wants you to do every vile and nasty thing with your pregnant body that he can and it only brings you closer to the edge.
There's a bubble growing and growing within your loins, it's expanding at a rapid pace and when he sits up and flips you over like you weigh nothing, the explicit show of strength makes you almost want to fall off the precipice then.
His chest lays over your back, hand cupping your small, swollen womb. His lips tug at your earlobe and you can only cry out in a semblance of babbles as he begins to fuck you stupid.
"I'm gonna worship you and this pregnant belly until my last fucking day. I want you to walk around this mansion stark naked with your big stomach in your hands and my cum running down your fucking thighs," he hisses, nibbling at your skin softly.
There's a demon within him now, some sort of incredibly aroused being that you can't help but want to bend your will to.
"Y-Yes, daddy! Please!"
"Yeah?" your boyfriend coos sweetly, "you want that? You want me to fuck your little pregnant cunt everyday? You want to drip with me everywhere you go? You want to hold your belly for me while you suck my cock or take it deep inside you?"
You nod incessantly, sobbing as his hand hooks around to the apex of your thighs. He rubs short, quick circles to your swollen clit, groaning at how tight you're getting around him.
You like this too apparently, you love the imagery, much like him.
"Fuck, throw it back to me, baby," he hisses, lifting himself off of your back.
His free hand slowly coasts over your spine while the other continues it's diligent work between your legs.
With every stroke he gives, you meet it and he moans loudly at the feeling. His head lolls back at the euphoria of it all and when he hooks his hand around your waist to pull you back even faster, you can't help the bubble within you as it's about to explode.
"Fuck, I feel it. That's my girl! Let go," Jeongguk praises, spreading your legs wider with his knees.
With a loud whimper, your body lets go. Your orgasm feels like shards of ice upon your body and you can barely register the slew of curses your boyfriend strings together behind you.
"Oh holy fucking shit," he whines, fucking you harder and faster until his thrusts become stunted and shorter.
With a deeply bassed groan, he spills his seed inside of you.
"My God," he sighs softly, pulling out slowly and laying down beside you.
He opens his arms and smiles as you immediately coddle to him, laying your face down on his chest.
"I love you," he whispers, running his hand over your womb.
"I love you too," you murmur, deeply sated.
As you begin to draw random shapes onto his chiseled chest, he stares down at you with adoration slowly creeping into his bones.
You, the mother of his baby, how deeply he fucking loves you.
"One, two, three," Guk counts, groaning loudly as he and his two best friends begin to set up gym equipment in the basement he didn't even know you owned.
You're giving him free reign within this mansion now. You're really starting to come to terms with sharing your life with him.
"Still don't like it," Tae murmurs, looking around the pristine basement.
"Oh my God, give it a rest!" Jimin hisses, setting down the rowing equipment.
Jeongguk has gotten used to ignoring the pretty boy lately. Nothing ever seems good enough for him anymore.
"She fucking lied to him! She withheld that she was fucking pregnant!"
Guk turns away from the both of them, grabbing his water.
"She was confused! She was scared! Christ, imagine you were a girl and you got pregnant so soon! How would you feel?!" Chim gripes back, folding his arms.
"I am not her!" Taehyung hisses, his voice slowly getting louder and louder with each word, "if she was fucking smart, she would have told him from the fuckin beginni-"
Jeongguk sighs loudly, spinning around and pressing his forearm against his best friend's chest until he backs him up into the wall. His eyes are wide with anger and ferocity.
"You are raising your voice in the mother of my baby's house. You're talking shit when she's right fucking upstairs. She was scared and nervous! Don't you think for a fucking second that I won't kick your ass where you stand just because we're friends! I'm sick of your shitty attitude, dude. I'm spending the rest of my life with this woman! Have some goddamn respect. If you wanna bitch and complain you can take it outside this fucking house and away from me! I'm sick of it."
Jimin puts his hand delicately on your boyfriend's arm, watching it shake with anger and fury.
"I said it's enough," Guk hisses finitely, letting Taehyung go.
The pretty boy fixes his shirt immediately after being let go, rolling his eyes at the sudden flair of anger.
"Y'know," the father of your child grunts, grabbing a beer from the new mini fridge beneath the bar you've only just installed yesterday, "Tae, you're one of the biggest fucking hypocrites I know. If you had one ounce of understanding in your body, you'd see just how fucked up you've been. You always complain about Y/N, about others and how if you were that person how differently you'd do things. Well guess what? You're not them. So shut the fuck up. I'm goddamn tired of you acting like you're the king of the universe and you never do any wrong. It's annoying."
Jimin clears his throat softly, nudging the pretty boy who simply huffs out and folds his arms.
"So you don't like it when I speak my mind? We're friends. Isn't that what friends do? Listen?" Taehyung counters, sitting down on the rowing equipment.
Guk snorts into the beer can as he takes a sip. He shakes his head softly, knowing that nothing he says will get through to his older friend no matter how much he tries. "Just keep your comments about my girl to yourself from now on. Or you'll regret it."
"Guk-" Jimin begins only to be cut off by the pretty boy.
"Oh yeah? And how will I regret it?"
"You'll lose the chance to ever see my baby grow up. I'm going to be a father, I have to make decisions that are right for me and my family."
Tae simply freezes, tilting his head to the youngest's threat. "That's vile."
"You're being vile towards my-"
"Gukkie?"
Your boyfriend's head snaps up and he's standing in an instant to greet you as you descend down the basement stairs.
"Hey sweetheart," he murmurs, walking over to you and placing both of his hands on your side.
"Are you okay?" you inquire, running your hands softly over his inked bare chest.
"Yeah! We're fine down here. What's wrong?" he replies, kissing the top of your head.
"I heard yelling," you whisper, looking up at him with doe-like, sweet eyes.
Just the sight kills him and he doesn't know how Taehyung could ever say anything bad about you.
"Oh, no, baby don't worry. We're alright down here. The boys are gonna leave soon and then I'm gonna make dinner for us," he coos softly, coursing a sweet hand over your cheek.
"Don't rush on my account. I'm just gonna go relax in the garden for a bit."
"How do you feel? Should you be laying down?" Guk asks sweetly, already forgetting the other two men in the room.
"I don't feel sick so I want to walk around for a while," you answer him, looking over at Jimin and Taehyung to give them a soft smile.
"Well that's good. I'm glad you're feeling alright," your boyfriend breathes, smiling down at you with his pearly whites.
You kiss his cheek softly before beginning your ascent back upstairs and he turns to his two friends.
"Thank you for helping me set up the gym, you're both more than welcome to come over and use it if you keep the mother of my baby's name out of your fucking mouths."
"I didn't say anything!" Jimin gasps, widening his eyes.
"Good, don't," Guk hisses, folding his arms.
Taehyung simply shakes his head, standing up off of the bench and rolling his eyes.
"What's your problem now?!" Chim groans, lolling his head back.
"Nothing," Tae replies, heading up the stairs and out of sight.
Your boyfriend simply holds up his hands, shaking his head. "He's really sensitive for someone that bitches about others constantly."
Jimin can only hum in agreement, chasing after the pretty boy with a sigh.
If there's one thing that Guk will do, he'll fight for you time and time again without any care for others.
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20887313/chapters/61783012
Taglist: @bluesimani TAGLIST OPEN
Ok, so here’s the next chap!! And if your wondering.....ya, the new revision of the mermaid au is paused....again. Ya....I dont think I’ll ever get that done. Lol. hope you guys werent TOO excited bout it. But anyways. Here’s the next chap! Feat Bustier bein a stupid bitch!!!!
“Ya, Als is apparently seeing if Clark would mentor me. I...I dont know. It just...seems too good to be true? I guess. Clark is an awesome reporter. But I doubt he’d want to mentor me when I graduate,” Lana said with a shrug as they ate lunch. Bee frowned as she squeezed her friend’s hand.
“Don’t say that Lana,” Mari said and her friends nodded agreement. “Have hope! It sounds like a lot of people think you’re doing great in your journalism classes, so I bet you’ll get that mentorship.”
“Ya! Don’t let that doubt control you. You just gotta have hope and wait. You’ll only know for certain when it’s your final year,” Xan said giving her a small smile from his spot between the Lila’s. Mari reached across the table, which was a feat in itself from how big the table was, and squeezed Lana’s hand. Tho she didn’t last long before pulling back since that position wasn’t the most comfortable to be in. Adrien nodded his agreement to both of what they said.
“Can I ask you a question about GU?” Chloe asked as she leaned against Adrien. Lana gave a soft him as she nodded.
“Sure. But I don’t know how much help I’ll be,” she replied honestly.
“You’ll be lots of help. Our boyfriend Jon wants to be a reporter like his parents. He knows how the program is in Metropolis but, I was wondering, could you tell us about GU’s journalism program? He wants to stay with his dad and friends here,” Chloe asked and Lana gave a small smile as she nodded.
As Lana talked, Mari sent a wary glance when she saw Bustier making her way over to them with Sabrina, Kim, and Max trying to get her to stop. Her glance turned into a glare, that had her hesitating but Bustier continued forward. The rest of the class was behind her looking wary.
“Marinette! Why don’t you introduce us to your friends?” Bustier asked with a sweet but demanding smile. Lana tensed a bit as she looked at the group.
“I already said no. Leave,” Mari said with a glare but Bustier didn’t care and moved to stand next to Lana.
“Hello, I’m Ms. Bustier, Marinette’s teacher. I couldn’t help but overhear, you’re in the journalism track here? Could you tell us about the programs?” she asked and Lana swallowed the lump in her throat. She started shaking her head as she squeezed Bee’s hand.
“She doesn’t want to,” Bee said softly, a hint of anger tainting her voice. She wasn’t about to let some woman tell her friend what to do.
“What’s the big deal? She should be more than willing to talk about her school!” Bustier said, slapping at Kim and Ivan’s hands as they tried to steer her away. Lana’s lips parted a bit as shallow breaths left her. She dropped Bee’s hand and wrapped her arms around herself, hunching in.
Seeing that, everyone at the table moved to glare at the teacher. All the work they’ve done to help Lana get past Steve’s abuse is being undone. Mari pushed out of her share and slammed a hand on the table. Whatever little conversations remained stopped as everyone turned to watch the foreigners.
“What about the word ‘no’ do you not get!? I have said no, Lana has said no! No means no! So leave her alone!” Mari yelled into Bustier’s face, the woman looked outraged as she then grabbed Mari’s wrist.
“That is no way to speak to me, young lady! I understand the word no perfectly fine. It is Lana that doesn’t know it seems. Nor you. She hasn’t said anything yet,” Bustier said pulling her back toward the group of shocked teens.
“I do, it’s you that doesn’t!” Mari yelled pulling her arm back. By then, a few college students got up to do something when a loud bang resounded. Lana was standing, her chair knocked backward behind her. Her hands were gripping her arms painfully, her fingers dug in, the tips of her fingers were white from the pressure. She was shaking a bit as she looked up at the teacher.
“Just leave me alone!” she shouted before booking it out of the cafeteria. Tears rimmed her eyes as Steve’s harsh words rang throu her head. Bee and L glared before grabbing their things and Lana’s and hurrying after her, knowing Xander and the others would deal with Bustier. Xander stalked toward the teacher, a deadly glare in his eyes pointed at Bustier.
“What is wrong with you!? Are you so fucking blind that you couldn’t see how badly she wanted you to leave her alone!?” Xan yelled angrily at his ex-teachers face. “I don’t know where it got into your head that you can ignore someone’s response but you can’t! Mari has told you no! You could see Lana shaking her head not wanting to do this, but you didn’t care! I hope you get fired for being a terrible teacher!” he shouted, poking her shoulder harshly as he yelled, actually forcing her back as she stumbled. He then picked up his bag and ran after the three.
By then a couple of college students went over to them and glared at the teacher. The two knew Lana from class and didn’t like seeing her being disrespected by a foreigner. Mari’s classmates were near the door already, having moved their as the confrontation happened, already wanting to be back at the hotel. “I think you should leave now,” the taller of the two said and Bustier harrumphed before spinning on the heel of her shoe and leaving. They all watched Bustier storm from the cafeteria with Mari’s classmates following. Mari and her friends followed behind since they did need to go back to the hotel.
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“I just! Oooh!” Mari grunted out as she fell into the chair next to Tim’s desk after dropping the papers she held.
“She really did that?” Tim asked and Mari nodded as she crossed her arms. “Man, I can’t believe she did that. Do you want me to start a case against her for the French Board of Education?” She groaned in response as she nodded.
“Yes, please.”
“Ok, I’ll start that up. How about you head home. I’m sure Alfred would be more than willing to bake with you,” Tim said and Mari smiled softly as she squeezed Tim’s hand and rushed out of his office and to the elevator. She was bouncing in the elevator, causing some of the occupants to chuckle. As soon as they reached the lobby, she was out of the elevator and out the swirling door in seconds. Adrien laughed from his spot next to the front desk lady at watching her book it.
That’s how Damian and the others found her hours later when they got home. Mari bustling about the kitchen making cheesecake and macaroons while Alfred started prepping dinner. “Everything ok, Mari?” Damian asked and Mari sighed. Dick already knew from Xan calling Alya and Alya telling him.
“Not really. Bustier was......a jerk when we visited GU. She uh....she got Lana to panic and rush from the cafeteria crying. Xan yelled her off before rushing after Lana. I haven’t heard anything since,” Mari explained with a sigh while Jason grumbled under his breath at hearing that.
“How did she even get her license?” Jason asked angrily and Mari shrugged.
“I have no idea.”
“Don’t worry, Alya got a message saying that Lana’s doing better,” Dick said and Mari sighed, relaxing slightly.
“What got to her exactly?” Mari asked softly and Dick scowled.
“The part of Bustier ignoring her wishes. Reminded her of, you know who,” Dick replied which had everyone scowling.
“Ah yes, that fucker,” Mari said causing everyone to look at her shocked. “What? Am I wrong?” she asked and they shook their heads.
“How about we invite them to dinner tonight? Make their days a bit better,” Dick offered, and that had Mari smiling.
“Way ahead of you, Master Dick. Ms. Lana and Alya along with Masters Xavier and Xander have been contacted,” Alfred said and Dick blushed at the look Alfred gave him.
“Wha-! I just meant Lana, Alya, and Xan!” Dick said hastily, especially at Alfred’s look.
“Of course, Master Dick. But Ms. Alya and Master Xavier already had something planned but were willing to change their plans if they could come together,” Alfred explained.
“What can’t handle both of them at the same time?” Jason said teasingly with a smirk as Dick scowled at him.
“Excited to see Lana now that she knows it was you who got her that necklace?” Dick countered, smirking at seeing the blush dusting Jason’s cheek.
“Fuck off,” Jason said walking out of the kitchen up to his room to change. Mari giggled at the exchange with a small smile.
“Well, all that’s left is the cheesecake, but that has to cool and set. So I should get back to the hotel and change,” she said looking down at her flour-covered clothes.
“I’ll take you back to your hotel,” Damian said and Mari beamed at him while Dick and Tim sent him looks. “Tt. You two should prepare yourselves for this dinner. Especially make sure there isn’t anything out to out us. Lana doesn’t know about our nightly activities. Xan knows about mine but no one else,” Damian warned and the two went to work to make sure nothing was out to expose them before they were ready.
While they were busy, Damian sent a smirk over to Mari as they walked to the garage. Mari giggled softly as she slipped thru the open car door that Damian held. After she got in, he closed the door and walked around the black car to the driver’s side and got in himself. The ride back to the hotel was a quiet affair and was quick. Mari was quick to clean up and change into a fresh dress and leggings, hopping on one foot as she tied her combat boots and heading to the door while Lila laughed from her seat on the bed.
“Mari, take a moment, you’re going to hurt yourself in your rush to get back to your boyfriend,” Lila said between laughs, laughs that grew with a teasing smirk at seeing Mari’s blush decorate her skin.
“H-he’s not my boyfriend!” Mari protested and Lila hummed.
“Sure. But you want him to,” she countered and Mari pouted as she nodded, her heart fluttering at the thought of it being real.
“Maybe,” Mari mumbled before looking at the time and yelping. She finished tying her shoes and rushed from the room. “Gotta go bye!” Lila could only shake her head and laugh as she watched Mari book it.
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A frown decorated Xavier’s lips as he leaned against the wall in Alya’s bedroom. Alya was leaning into a mirror as she put in new earrings and put on lipstick. They could hear Xan in the other room moving around. Alya had taken a break from talking so that she didn’t miss putting her earring in. she looked over at him thru the mirror. “I get it, I do. He’s hurting, he officially broke up with Babs. But....why is he pulling away from us? I was there for him every time when they broke up before! Why does he feel the need now?” Alya asked turning around to look at Xavier, her eyes tearing up at the thought that she couldn’t help Dick this time.
“Hey now, don’t you go thinking that. Dick just broke up with her. Perhaps he needs some alone time. I’m sure he’ll talk to us when he’s ready. I mean, their butler invited us to dinner. That has to mean he’s willing to talk to us,” Xavier said rubbing his hands along Alya’s upper arms. She nodded slowly in understanding, knowing he was right.
“Yes, you’re right. I know you’re right. He just needs time,” she mumbled with a sigh.
“And you’re right to worry. This hasn’t happened before for you, it’s understandable,” Xavier replied and Alya gave him a small smile as they left her room.
“Come on, we gotta pick Lana up,” she said and the two nodded. Xavier slipped into the passenger seat next to Alya while Xan went into the backseat. When they reached the apartment complex that let students from GU dorm there, Lana was in the lobby already, her leg bouncing. “Hey.”
“Hey, Als, Xan, Xavier,” Lana greeted and Xavier gave her a smile while Xan greeted her with a hug.
“Ready to see everyone?” Alya asked and Lana nodded.
“Ya, I’m glad to finally tell Jason thanks for giving me the necklace all that time ago,” she said, fiddling with said necklace.
“Good,” Alya replied, sending Lana a smile thru the review mirror.
Alster @Bi_Arrow
Change of plans! Heading out to eat dinner with Dick and his family with Lana, Xan, and Xavier! #thiswillbefun #dinnertime #hangout #changeofplans
Ok, So here’s the next chap!! The dinner will be in the next chap. I hope you guys enjoyed this new chap!!! Ms. Bustier is finally seeing the consequences of how she teaches! Anyways, until next chap!! -Love Willa<3<3<3
__"He wondered why he was feeling bad. Hadn't he always known that this was a bad idea? But he'd done it anyways, of course. And now he felt the consequences of his actions. And even though he was back where he'd been all his life, Neil felt miserable. Probably because he'd never known what the other option felt like. Having it taken away was a crushing feeling, as if everything Neil had been trying to be was falling apart." By @i-ship-it-verymuch 💙
