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Are you still annoyed? - Colson Baker

Colson couldn’t help himself, he was far beyond excited - finding out that y/n his girlfriend of four years was expecting their rainbow baby after a previous loss, he couldn’t help it, it’s like it came bubbling out of him whenever someone was near so sure she should of expected to wake up seeing a fan video posted off Colson screaming in to his mic on the last day of his lost americana tour “I’m gonna be a daddy again” she watched the video a few times and could see how giddy he was but it was meant to be a secret for a few more weeks until she got past the week where she lost their previous baby.

“Do you think she’s gonna be mad?” They were on a plane back home “idk man, I mean she did want you to keep it on the downlow but it’s also y/n you smile and can get way with murder with her” rook laughed, he wasn’t wrong, not that Colson often stepped out of line when it came to you, but there was a few times he did push your buttons for the hell of it and smile and it’s all okay again “maybe she’s not seen it” the flight comes to its end and they all part ways being away from their respective families far to long, he looked down at his phone seeing a message from cassie saying she would come home after school and not to pick her up, making his way back to his y/n, hoping she hadn’t seen it.

“Hey baby, I’m home” she was sat watching friends on hbo, didn’t even turn her head to acknowledge him, yes she’s seen it and yes she’s annoyed and she had every right but he was just so excited to share the news

“I’m sorry” he bent down infront of her as she sat on the sofa “oh yeah what for?” She smirked “for being and idiot and spilling the beans, I’m just so excited” she honestly couldn’t stay mad even if she tried and she wasn’t really annoyed anyway, she leaned forward wrapping her arms around his neck “I’m not annoyed at you, I was just playing, the video was adorable” she smiled and leaned in pressing a kiss to his lip as his hands went to where the smallest bump was. “But atleast keep the gender a secret for a bit yeah?” He nodded, they didn’t know yet but he was sure his girlgang was going to expand, Cassie, y/n and baby bean.

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Hurtcember 2024 || Day 3 - Blood || @hurtcember Title: thicker than water Pairing: mgk X reader Genre: whump, hurt/comfort, drabble CW/TW: Abbandonment, childhood trauma, quick mentions of physical abuse, accidental self-injury, broken/dislocated nose Summary: After another failed attempt at contacting his mom, Colson loses it in anger and winds up hurting himself. A/N: Day It's short. It's also late again, oops. But here it is.

Blood is thicker than water... right? That's what everyone thinks... family comes first, blood is thicker than water. It should only be logical. Even from a physical point, water is more... fluid. It adapts more. Blood once it's out of the body, clots.. it's ugly, it's messy, stinks. Blood is thicker than water. But people seem to forget that the full quote was lengthier. The original saying went The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. Meaning the opposite of what people often associated with the 'shortened' saying... The family you choose is more important than the family you were born into... If there was someone who knew the crente meaning of the quote like the back of his hand, that someone was your boyfriend, Colson... His relationship with his family was... shitty at best, abusive at worst. His father and him? it was a mess, with his old man beating the crap out of him, and once they reconnected, the man died leaving your lover a mess. But his mom? That was a different story. She walked out much too soon, when he was still a kid... he made several attempts to rekindle with her, but most of those seemed to fail. It was now his birthday... and it appeared he wanted her to be there as he had just turned 34... But as you heard the ringing on the phone come to a halt, and watched him redial. over. and over. you could see his frustration growing more and more. Why did she not want to be around him? was it his fault? he couldn't help but to overanalyze it. "God dammit why do i fucking bother-" he said in a grunt, his voice heavy with a rasp that you only heard in it when he was beyond pissed. Then it happened too fast for you to be able to stop, the way he just slammed his face down, bringing his phone against it VERY abruptly. You had seen videos of people breaking wood planks with karate, but- well- he broke his phone... And apparently- almost his nose. "C-COL!" you rushed to his side, as he raised his head, blood gushing from the nasal cavity and dripping down his face in a sizeable quantity, soaking his shirt. "Damn it have you lost your damn mind" You cussed. "Why... why did she not pick up. I call. i try. but she never-" He huffed.. "Fuck if i know why that hag didn't- Colson, you are hurt." "Yes the fuck i am." He spat out, his words laced with venom, but you knew better. The venom wasn't aimed at you... "yeah... i know you are, big boy..." You sighed, running your hands through his hair... you then slowly wiped the blood from his face with your thumb in gentle caresses. "Why don't i get to have a family..?" He asked again... "You have one. i'm right here. If she is too dumb to know what she is missing out on, than she doesn't deserve you... you... you're a good, good kind man, and a talented one at that. it's her loss. not yours." You reaffirmed him gently, and when he leaned forward, you rapidly grabbed at the pyramid of his nose and slammed it back into place with a thud making him shriek. "son of a- OW. That hurt" "Than don't be a dumbass and pop your nose out over some bitch. you idiot" You rolled your eyes, and then kissed him gently, which he gladly reciprocated not even arguing. He was an idiot... but he was your idiot. You both were family... And a damn good one at that. Who needs that old woman.

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Lately

(All We Have: Part Three)

Part One: Home

Part Two: 5:3666

Colson x Female Reader

Summary: Your late night routine with Colson continues as you prepare for his daughter's visit, but feelings start to arise...

Word count: 2,200+

Feels: late night emotional feels

Warnings: Pure cheese

Companion playlist:

Machine Gun Kelly - Lately

Beck - Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometime

Gavin Mikhail, LIEZA - I Like Me Better (Acoustic)

A/N: I haven't written in a long time because life has been busy/hard, so it might be a bit sloppy. I'd written a bunch of notes and paragraphs so have pulled this chapter together just about. Case's visit is the next chapter and it's part way there. Thank you for all the lovely messages I've received during my hiatus. You are all so appreciated 😘

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“Baze, you outdid yourself there!” Rook said, leaning back and rubbing his stomach

“Yeah, that shit was fucking fire” Colson adds, through his last mouthful of food

“So good! That’ll be a tough one to top tomorrow” Slim says appreciatively

“No problem guys, you know I’m happy to grill shit all day long” Baze laughs and jokingly salutes, soaking up all the praise for his cooking “Your turn tomorrow is it Kells?” he says, eliciting a laugh from the group as he nudges Colson

“If y’all are happy with burnt toast or mac n cheese, then I’m ya man” he replies

“Yeah, I think it’s safe to say we can leave the cooking to the rest of us masterchef” you tease as you stick your tongue out at Colson, laughing when he flips you his middle finger.

Baze stands up from the table and picks up his plate and Rook’s

“Ah don’t worry about that dude, I said I’ll clean up tonight. The chef doesn’t do the dishes” you say, gesturing towards the plates in his hands “You guys go chill, I’ll sort this”

The guys stand up and leave the table, thanking you as they head back into the house. Colson stays behind and starts stacking up dishes on the table

“Making yourself useful for once are you?” you tease him again

Putting the plates back down on the table in a playful strop, he replies

“You’re well too cheeky today. You want my help or not kid?”

You hold your hands up “Okay, okay. I’m not one to look a gift horse in the mouth”

Colson sat on the kitchen counter while you rinsed everything and loaded the dishwasher, scrolling through his phone when it started ringing

“Hey-yo, it’s Case!” he says excitedly, as he answers the FaceTime call

“Hey Princess, how’s my girl?”

“Hey Dad. I’m okay, just watched Popstar again” she says laughing

“Argh, again? How many times you gonna watch that? That movie is cheese” he groans

Caise laughs “It’s corny but I love it. Whatcha doing?”

“We just finished eating and I’m helping Y/N do the dishes”

“He’s not helping” you say in the background

She gasps, excited “Is Y/N there? Let me see her”

“Hey Case” you wave as he turns the phone round so she can see you

“Hiiii” she says “I can’t wait to see you!”

“Hey!” Colson pouts, turning the phone back to himself “You didn’t even say that to me”

“Daaaad, put Y/N back on a sec. I can’t wait to see you too duh” she replies

“I see how it is” he says, and passes the phone to you

“Guess what Case, I ordered some coconuts with the food delivery after you mentioned you wanted to try some the other day”

“Yes!” she says “I saw loads of tiktoks of people drinking from them. I’ve never tried it!”

“You got more dances to teach me?” Casie was obsessed with learning tiktok dances

“Yeah, I’ve been practising. Can you do some of the makeover ones with me? Like where we do my hair and stuff?”

“Of course, we can do a girls day. Although, I’m sure your dad would let you give him a makeover” you say, sticking your tongue out at Colson as you move over to where he’s sitting so you’re both on camera

“No point arguing with you two is there” he says, putting his arm round your shoulder

“Hey Case, what time is your flight?” he asks

“I think it gets to LA at 15:00. I’ll check with Mom and I’ll text yoooou” she replies

“Okay little special girl, can’t wait. We’ll see you Thursday”

“See you soon. Love you Dad. Oh, love you too Y/N. Byeeee”

You both respond “Love you too” in unison as she waves goodbye and hangs up.

Colson still has his arm around your shoulder when he says “You wanna hit the studio?”

“Sure thing” you reply “Get down and help me load the dishwasher then”

“Yes boss” he says, causing you to roll your eyes as he salutes you and jumps down from the counter

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You check your phone and see it’s gone midnight. “You know, we’re gonna have to kick these late nights while Casie is here. Can’t be doing our usual sleeping til 2pm, she’s gonna have loads of ideas of stuff she wants to do while she’s here” you say, looking over at Colson, reclining back in his seat with his feet on the desk and smoking a joint. Neither of you were getting much work done this evening, you’d been absentmindedly scrolling through old samples and lyrics while Colson chatted about Casie. You loved hearing him talk about her, his whole demeanour seemed to soften and he was always so excited in the lead up to her arrival. “Casie is so chill, you know that, she just rolls with it” he replies

You stand up and stretch “Right, I’m gonna go to bed and try get some sleep”

Colson pulls you towards him so that you fall into his lap and he squeezes you tightly so you can’t get away “Nah, stay up with me. I’m not tired, I’ll be bored without you” he pouts

His arms still wrapped around your waist, you take the joint from between his fingertips and take a long toke “I’m not the only person in this house y’know, the guys are still up”

He lets go of you and pinches the joint back from you “Yeah I know, but I like our late nights”

“Yeah me too” you turn in his lap and smile back at him “But we should at least try and go to bed earlier than 6am”

“Who are you kidding?” he laughs, poking you in the side so you flinch at the ticklish touch “You’re a worse insomniac than me. No way you’ll be sleeping”

“Colson..” you whine, giving him a faux stern look

“Yeah, yeah, you’re right” he says as you stand up and offer your hand, which he takes, making a big deal of standing up, letting you pull his weight as he moves out of his slouched position. “I’m not tired though” he mumbles as he follows you out of the studio “and neither are you” and you roll your eyes affectionately at his petulant grumbling

Lying in bed reading, sleep doesn’t come easily to you and you check your clock: 2:00am. You can hear the soft sound of a TV being played at low volume from Colson’s room next door, knowing he’s still awake is making it even harder to settle. You’d become so used to spending all night with him recently, it seemed strange to not be with him now. Admitting defeat to yourself, you climbed out of bed and headed out into the hall, knocking softly on his bedroom door. Hearing him shout ‘come in’, you entered his room sheepishly and were met by a big grin as he paused what he was watching “Why are still awake? I thought you said we HAD to go to sleep” he says in a mocking sing-song tone.

“Shut up” you said, as you crossed his room and climbed into the empty side of his bed

“Uh oh, was I right? Little Miss Insomniac is admitting I’m right?” he chides, leaning over and poking you repeatedly in your sides “I’m right aren’t I? You couldn’t sleep”

He continues his tickle attack, him laughing along as he watches you belly laughing at his touch, unable to control yourself. “ADMIT IT!” he says, now pinning you down on the bed so he’s towering above you, squeezing your sides and squirming his fingers into your armpits as you writhe beneath him, choking on your laughter. You manage to shout out “NEVER!” but this only encourages him further. You struggle to catch your breath as he tickles you and you eventually cave and shout out “FINE”. He immediately stops and looks down at you, his final resting position straddling you with a leg either side of your hips and you lock eyes as you catch your breath. The eye contact between you lingers for just a few seconds longer than feels normal and you feel your stomach do a little flip, catching you off guard as you stare up into his blue eyes. He starts to laugh and just like that the moment has passed.

Climbing off you and laying down next to you, his back against the padded headboard, he says “I knew I’d get you to cave”

“Pfft, any confession given under duress isn’t admissible in court” you fire back

“Whatever” he laughs, and throws his arm around your shoulder pulling you into his chest

You settle in to him and look up at the TV on the wall across from the bed and see the film he’d been watching ‘Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind’.

“This is, like, my FAVOURITE film” you beam, reaching over him for the remote to unpause

“I know” he replies “You always talked about it and I finally watched it properly a while ago, it’s a beautiful film”

“Yeah, I love it, it’s uncomfortable viewing though” you say, your voice getting quieter as you continue “Something always hits home hard when I watch it”

You feel him hug you into him just a fraction tighter as he mumbles “Oh yeah for sure, the characters are way too relatable”

He seems lost in thought for a moment then continues "You know, I actually watched it a couple of times since you mentioned it… it's like depending on your mood, you can relate to either Joel or Clementine, then it might change the next time, I dunno… I mean both of them are pretty messed up and intense but different y'know…but they just keep coming back to each other like fate or something, I can never tell if I'm rooting for them or not. Like, they know it'll most likely go wrong again but they do it anyway… "'

He looks down at you, cuddled into his side, your eyes focused on the screen and gives you a gentle squeeze.. "Chime in at any time Y/N, you're letting me ramble again…" he chuckles softly, a hint of self-consciousness in his voice.

"Nah, I just enjoy hearing your thoughts, because… " You trail off, not looking up at him. The film has got you in your feels again, it seems to open something up that makes you feel vulnerable. Colson rubs his long fingers up your arm "Go on…" "Well, because I'm the same, I pick something different up each time.. I just think that…Well, I feel like everyone is just..", you sigh, "… we're just always looking for some form of connection, because sometimes we see things in people that we want so badly, so we chase something that isn't there…"

You can hear Colson chewing his lip just above your head before he speaks softly

"Yeah… and sometimes we're blind to the things that are actually there, right in front of us…"

You turn your head subtly and look up at him, but his eyes are fixed on the television, his lip still pulled between his teeth as if he's deep in thought.

"Hmm.." is all you can utter in response, your chest swirling with an emotion you can't quite place as Colson shuffles further down onto his pillow, keeping you pressed against him

Neither of you say anything else as the movie continues, both too tired to pry into what the other is saying and within half an hour you feel Colson's arm around your shoulder grow heavier as his breathing gets deeper.

The credits start to roll and you slide out from under Colson’s heavy arm to reach for the remote. Turning the TV off, you sit on the edge of the bed in the now quiet room, the only sound, Colson’s soft breathing. You turn to look at him in the dim light of dawn creeping in through the drapes and that feeling comes again, a pang in your chest, as you watch his chest rise and fall, the peaceful look on his face.

You shake the feeling off, standing up slowly, ready to creep out to your bedroom when Colson’s sleep laced voice mumbles out behind you “Hey, where you going…”

You sit back down “I’m gonna go get some sleep” you say pushing the ruffled hair off his forehead. He reaches up and wraps his hand around yours “Stay here with me…you know I hate sleeping alone” You avoid his blue eyes, feeling him watch you in the semi-darkness as you slide back under the covers next to him, rolling away to face the window.

He moves closer to you, “You okay Y/N?” he whispers, stroking the hair from across your ear

“Mmhmm” you murmur, suddenly hyper aware of his presence next to you.

He pulls you back into him, wrapping his arms around you and bringing his knees up to meet the back of your legs, spooning you tightly and whispers “Night” against the back of your neck.

You allow your body to relax into him, you’re so tired and you want to sleep but that funny feeling rises in your chest again.

Shit.

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I deleted my fanfic, I'm not scrapping maybe just rewrite it a bit because I was falling out of love with parts of the story. I don't know let me know if y'all would be interested or should I just stay in my lane as a reader and leave it deleted... Love u guys💕

-Mgkobsessed💕

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hii! i have a reques. could you do a mgk x reader where they go to a music festival and the reader gets on his shoulders?😃 ok thank you bye

MGK Masterlist

Bloody Valentine Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Summary: How Colson and y/n bonded I guess, still before they started dating.

Warnings: Fluff

Rook invited me to a 2-day music festival with a couple of his other friends who I’d met once or twice. “So, all in all, it’s gonna be me, Jackie, Baze, Izzy, Slim, Anna, and Colson is gonna be alone, so maybe you guys can finally…” Rook said, even though the phone I knew he was wiggling his eyebrows and acting like an idiot. He’s the only person in our friend group who knows about my crush on Colson. Unfortunately for me, Colson’s been dating every girl in sight for the last 4 months, since I’d conveniently developed a crush on him. “What about Colson’s latest hook up,” I asked with an annoyed huff, “J something?” “See that’s the thing, he was gonna bring someone, but when he found out you were gonna be there suddenly he was alone for the weekend.” Rook said, the smile evident in his voice.

That weekend we met up outside the festival. We walked inside, got food, and took some pictures for Instagram. Around 2 o’clock we headed to the main field for the Ariana Concert. I was standing in the middle of the crowd about 30 feet from the stage, Rook, and Colson on either side of me. As we waited for the show to start the crowd started to fill more and more. About 30 mins into the show some 6-foot tall guy moved in front of me blocking my entire view of the stage. Rook asked the guy if he could move or switch with someone who I could see over, but the guy was rude and ignored him. I told him to just ignore it and that I’d be fine. Soon Rook left to go get us something to drink, Colson finally turned his attention to me after finishing his conversation with a girl who’d been hitting on him all day.

“Yo did you see that dancer on the right, she almost fell off the stage.” He smiled. “No, where?” I stood on my toes trying to see where Colson was pointing. “Did you ask this guy to move?” He asked, noticing my struggle. “Yeah Rook asked him but he was an asshole.” I shrugged. “I could pick you up?” He offered. “No.” I blushed immediately. “ It’s fine, too much trouble,” I mumbled turning away and tucking hair behind my ear. Colson knew I was insecure, I always wore shorts over my swimsuit or oversized hoodies to hide the shape I was ashamed of, that’s probably why he surprised me by crouching down and picking me up anyway.

“See?” He inquired. “Not so bad is it.” I smiled looking around at the stage, I had a nice view of the whole stage and most of the field. I stayed on his shoulders for most of the day, Colson had to take breaks but he made it clear that it wasn’t because of me, and that he’d have to take breaks picking up anyone.

Rook and Baze had kept a steady supply of drinks, and surprisingly Colson became our designated driver. I didn’t see him drink an ounce of alcohol all day.

Colson’s POV

“What’s up with you?” Rook asked when we’d separated from the group. I sighed looking over at y/n, “I just want to make sure she’s ok.” He rolled his eye, “whatever dude just be careful.”

The sun started to set on the field, the group congregated by the front entrance. The group started to disperse, everyone started heading home except me, y/n, and Rook. “Yo, want me to get the car?” Rook asked seeing a passed-out y/n resting her head in my lap, her shoes at my feet. “Yeah” I passed him my keys and he walked off to the VIP parking.

Y/n stirred on my lap, as a car passed by. “Hey,” I whispered, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. “Hi,” She said groggily. I chuckled at how practically dead she sounded. “You good?” I asked. She just took a deep breath and sat up laying her head on my shoulder, whispering something, then falling back asleep.

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**this is all my original work, if you find any of my work being reposted, please let me know! I only post here and on AO3 under the same url**

Colson

ONESHOTS

At Your Back and By Your Side

reader insert, hurt/comfort, angst, fluff, 3.9k

you show up on colson’s doorstep in the middle of the night. he takes care of you and helps you start to process what has happened to you.

warnings: anxiety and panic attacks, mentions of a violent sexual assault

BLURBS

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Rook

ONESHOTS

From Bathroom Mirrors

reader insert, fluff, 2.3k

you and rook do the quarantine date trend for your first anniversary

warnings: swearing, brief sexual references (female receiving oral), cringey fluff because i can’t write

Duty Calls

reader insert, fluff, 1.1k

rook and your daughter make pancakes

warnings: none

A LunaTic and Her Gunn (Part 115 2Xs2) "True Intentions"

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"I've got different colored sticky tabs for the different spaces." Luna announces as she enters her storage unit.

Jackie and Sam are there with The Movers. Luna goes through picking out which pieces will go to The Brownstone, her Studio Apartment and the Recording Studio she just bought. She had signed the closing paperwork electronically with Monica and Ben earlier this week on the latter properties. The Apartment is ready but the Recording Studio needs a contractor for the equipment installation. Jackie being on top of that, they start the gutting process next week. Everything else is being moved out today.

"Whoah!!! Be carful with that!!" Sam cries out in concern as she watches The Movers roughly handle an original, stretched Mapplethorpe.

"What the FUUUUUCK." Luna groans as she rubs her forehead. "Why wasn't that crated?" She asks no one in particular as her phone rings. "Hello?" She sighs into the receiver.

It's Kylie. Luna's therapist. Calling because it's 2P on every other Thursday. Luna excuses herself, trusting Sam and Jackie while she finds an empty stairwell.

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"It's just conflicting, Ky... " Luna let's out with an annoyed sigh and a cloud of smoke from her pen while playing with Colson's padlock around her neck.

She's been on the phone with Kylie for the last 45mins talking about everything and anything. Colson, Justin, trust, feeling over exposed, setting up the lable. Her therapist advising her to breathe as always and to make a Pros and Cons list regarding marrying Colson. Knowing there is no option, Luna humors her with an Okay before they get off the phone.

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"How do we look?" Luna asks after coming back in from the stairwell.

"Good." Jackie begins to reassure her. "Everything you want is loaded into the two trucks. I'm gonna ride to The Brownstone and Sam to The Apartment... Uhm, Lee said you're good to go at Electric Lady Land around 7P... "

"And I talked to Mikey, he'll be there no problem." Sam chimes in.

"You guys are fucking AWESOME. Thank you." Luna pulls them in for a three way hug. "I gotta go meet Petey." She informs them once they release. "You guys good without me?" She asks.

Both women nod. Giving promises of phones calls if there's any problems as Luna heads back towards the stairwell; popping another XR and two 30s during her descent. It shouldn't be THAT hard... They're only responsible for moving half of her life.

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Colson gets in touch with The Boys and heads to Amsterdam Billiards for pool and beers. Popping his own handful of Adderall along the way. Stepping out of the cab, Mod greets him with an excited hug.

"What up, Kid!" He squeezes his unhappy friend. "Aww, come on... Don't be like that, you know Luna'll come around. She always does." Mod tells him with a slap on the back as they walk inside.

Benny, Baze, AJ, Rook and Slim have a table racked up. Mod grabs more beers as Colson joins them. They're all talking about the GMA performance. Agreeing it was killer. While Rook also can't stop talking about Jackie.

"Good luck with that, Rookie. I don't think Loons is doing any of us any favors right now." Colson sighs as he leans down to break.

"Shit. Speak for yourself, that's my homie, Dawg." Rook disagrees with him as he swigs his beer.

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Luna meets Pete on The Delancey's rooftop bar. He's already sat when she walks in. Noticing her, he stands for them to hug Hello. His normal excitement clearly missing as she orders a drink.

"I heard you and Colson got into it after I left." Luna cuts right to the core.

"Yeah. He wants to blame me for him running his mouth." Pete starts to complain to Luna's silence. "Like I started all this shit."

"You kinda did... I love you Petey but whether I cheated on Colson or Justin, like I told you last night, it's none of your business. My betrayal didn't land on you or even Colson so really the two of you are fighting over some shit that doesn't even concern you. It's that simple." Luna explains.

"So you did cheat on Beebs?" Pete asks her, ignoring everything else she had said.

"Yeah, Petey. I told you last night that I had an affair. I'm not proud of it but it happened." Luna shrugs as she fights back tears of guilt.

"Who was it?" He pries.

"What? No. You don't get to ask questions like that... Like, I don't understand why this feels like you're mad at me for some reason. I didn't do ANYTHING to you." Luna furrows her eyebrows at him as she takes a sip of her drink.

"Yeah but you did do something to my friend that he never did to you." Pete looks into his beer and then up at Luna.

"You didn't know Justin and I's relationship as well as you think you did. Just like you don't know nearly as much about me and Colson as you think you may. My turn? Your judgmental attitude towards me is really disappointing and if you're so worried about your FRIENDS than go make up with the one that's still in town. I'm outta here though." Luna swallows the rest of her Old Fashioned with two gulps. "Hit me up when you're done being a dick." She calls over her shoulder as she walks out of the bar.

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Mike's sitting alone outside of Electric Lady Land when Luna arrives. Lighting a cigarette, he looks up. Green eyes taking her in as he stands to grab her guitar case from her.

"What's goin' on, Luna?" He asks as he sits back down and takes a drag from his Marlboro.

Luna fishes around in her bag for her joint box and flask. Finding them both, she takes a swig before offering it over to his acceptance. Lighting a joint, she sighs out a cloud of smoke as they sit in silence. Sometimes no talking is good.

After a while Sam shows up. The three of them head inside to meet up with Lee. Thanking him, he tells Luna no one was even booked as they begin to set up in Studio A.

Realizing they need producers, Luna calls Slim. Then Snaps Colson. Setting her bag on the table, she pulls out supplies. Weed, whiskey, cigarettes and more weed. Popping another few 30s before laying her guitar back onto her body.

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"Yeah! No problem, we'll be down there ASAP." Slim says into his phone. "That was LunaTic, she wants us to come produce the track." He says excitedly to Baze once he hangs up. "Dawg! We gonna make some music in Jimi Hendrix's fucking spot, Yo!!" He exclaims as they slap hands across the pool table.

Colson's just about to put his two sense in when his phone goes off. Digging in his pocket, it's not the message he was expecting. It's a Snap from Luna.

"If I want? What kind of fucking shit is that?" He scoffs in his mind. "Why's she so fucking hot even while she's being such a fucking a bitch." He finds himself becoming annoyed with how much he wants her and her resistance towards him. He shoves his phone back in his pocket without responding.

The Boys are getting ready to head to Greenwich Village when Colson's phone goes off again. It's the message he's been waiting for. Telling The Boys he'll meet up with them later, he's out the door before they pay the tab.

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Luna's leaned towards Mike in the booth when Colson walks in. He can't hear them but he doesn't like that he can see him making her laugh. Mike's a little to comfortable in his interactions with Luna in Colson's personal opinion. Luna catches the back of his blonde hair and significant tattoo as she looks up, watching as he walks out of the room. He quickly heads down the hall towards the bathroom, promptly pulling out the quarter ounce of cocaine he'd grabbed from Nipple.

Colson walks back into the studio just as Luna, Sam and Mike begin recording. Sitting with Slim and Baze at the soundboard, he grabs a pair of headphones and slips them on. Listening and watching intently. Luna can feel his eyes burning straight into her soul.

Nailing it on the third full take, they leave it alone. Luna doesn't want it mixed. Layered, yes but not mixed. She's always preferred the gritty, garage rock sound over studio polish any day. Coming out of the booth, she approaches Colson as he stands up.

"You came." She purrs with a drunken slur to her sentence as she wraps her arms around his waist.

"I go where you go, Kitten. Always." He promises her before lifting her chin to kiss her deeply; enjoying their first real kiss of the day but opening his eyes half way through to stare down Mike from around the side of the top of her head.

Hanging out afterwards, they celebrate with beers and lines. Luna declining as everyone else partakes in Colson's party favor. Having done enough other drugs all day, she's still buzzing from earlier so she's solid without it. Preferring to burn and drink instead.

"What do you have recorded so far?" Mike asks Luna about her upcoming album.

"I think maybe three out of an ambitious twenty!" Luna laughs softly at herself.

"I'm down to help with anything you need." Mike offers as he passes her a joint.

"Thanks... I'm probably gonna take you up on that." Luna answers. "I don't really have a band right now and we... "

"That's why you got us." Rook interrupts her while plunking down on the couch beside her and tossing an arm around her shoulders; he doesn't like the way Mike has been hanging around Luna either.

"That I do." Luna giggles as she kisses his cheek.

"We backed her on Nightmare and I produced Outlaw." Rook declares proudly while studying to the musician.

"That's cool, Little Man." Mike responds unfazed by Rook as he stands up. "Luna, you got my number if you wanna use it for anything. I gotta run though." He smirks at Rook as he leans down to peck her cheek.

"You want me to walk you out?" She offers.

"Nah, I'm good... I'll catch you around though." Mike smiles at her before heading for the door.

Watching the entire interaction, Colson follows behind him. Calling out his name, he catches him in the hallway right at the front door. Mike turns around unamused.

"You know we're engaged, right?" Colson questions him with an irritated tone.

"Yeah... And?" Mike cuts back while cocking his lip.

"AND? And I don't like the way you fucking act around her so back the fuck up." Colson snaps at him.

"Gonna be kinda hard since it seems that SHE wants ME as her new bassists." Mike laughs at him while slapping him on the shoulder.

"Gonna be kinda hard to play ANYTHING when I snap your fucking fingers." Colson warns him as he shoves Mike up against the wall; Mike's 6'2 so there's not much of a height difference between them.

"Try it, My Man." Mike chuckles, unimpressed by Colson's threat.

"You know what, you're right... " Colson let's him off of the wall. "Maybe I overreacted." He says as he opens the door for Mike and he begins to walk through. "Or maybe I FUCKING didn't!" Colson growls as he grabs Mike's right hand and jerks him back.

Slamming it with the door, in between the frame. One. Two. Three. Four times. Most likely breaking it.

"YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT!" Mike screams as he grasps his mangled hand.

"You can walk away right now or you can crawl away with two broken legs also." Colson advises as he props the door open again.

"You're gonna FUCKING regret this." Mike snarls to Colson's emotionless stare as he holds his hand and turns to leave. "That was a bad fucking move, My Man." He calls out from the sidewalk.

"Maybe it was... Maybe it wasn't... But DAMN if it didn't feel good." Colson walks back to the studio with a pep in his step for the first time today; having released a majority of his stress. "I never liked that motherfucker anyway." He thinks as he opens the door, looking to locate only Luna. Knowing in the back of his mind that her and Sam are gonna probably fuck him up for what he just did but he doesn't care. Fuck that Dude, he doesn't want him around Luna regardless of the cost.

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"There's stuff!!" Rook exclaims pointing at the large, round arial rug, crates and boxes in The Living Room as they return to The Brownstone. Everyone but Luna is zooted, even Sam. "Yo!!" Check out these fucking chairs!" Rook continues to holler, now from The Study.

It's also stacked with boxes of Luna's books and vinyls. Having one wall with floor to ceiling bookshelves, she's looking forward to using them. Walking in, she finds Rook lounging on one of the two highback, purple velvet chairs she owns along with the exposed Mapplethorpe.

"What's up with that picture?" Rook asks as he accepts a beer from Luna.

"My grandfather shot it." She tells him proudly as they clink their beers together.

"It's really cool. Like the two flowers are reaching out for each other. Like death grasping for life." He says thoughtfully.

"I think that's what he was going for." Luna smiles to herself, admiring the exceptional piece.

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Luna makes her way upstairs to the shower. Turning Fletcher on, she lights up a joint as she cuts up another two 30s and swallows two Xanax bars. It's been a long day, she hasn't been to sleep in almost 48hrs and she's incredibly shaky from all the Adderall. Wanting to simply wash everything away and knock the fuck out.

"Hey... " Colson's sitting on the bed when she comes out of the bathroom.

"Hi." She answers as she stops and looks at him with a sigh.

"Please come're, Luna." He asks for her as he reaches his arms out yet again.

This time she does. Sitting on his lap in her towel, she wraps her arms around him and nuzzles her head into her spot in the crook of his neck. Resting his chin on her head, Colson and Luna hold each other silently besides his constant sniffling.

"Loons, I'm sorry." Colson speaks first. "I shouldn't... "

"Please. I'm SO tired." Luna whines. "But, Colson, it's not the secret that you told. I would've told Justin had he cared to notice or ask. It's that you told A secret because I've got bigger ones than that. You have no idea." She sighs sadly.

"Like what, Kitty?" Colson pries with concern.

"Seriously, I am so fucking tired, Col. Can I please just sleep. I promise I'll tell you everything." She pleads with him as the Xanax begins to take over.

"Okay... " Colson agrees as he kisses her forehead. "Lay with you?" He asks.

"There's no way you can lay down right now... Just come to bed eventually, please." Luna requests.

"Yeah." He promises "I love you." He tells her before taking her face in his hands and kissing her passionately.

"I love you too." She kisses him lightly on the lips again once they release before crawling off of his lap.

Dropping her towel, Luna climbs into their bed. Wrapping herself in the warm, custom blanket, she snuggles into the pillow with heavy exhaustion. Colson leans down and kisses her cheek. Dropping another I love you into her ear as she mumbles the same. She's out before he closes the door.

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Colson, Sam, Baze, Rook, AJ, Benny, Mod and Slim are downstairs for the next few hours. Jamming, talking uncontrollably and bouncing in and out off the front stoop to smoke cigarettes as they blow through the bag of coke.

The house is still bare so they decide it's a good idea to start setting Luna's books up on the shelves. They're all high as fuck, doing whatever they want. Sam and Mod begin trying to organize her vast collection but are making no sense. Baze gets caught up in a hardback limited edition entitled The Great Big Book of Rock and Roll. Slim and Colson are in awe when they open a box of her records. Sitting on the floor, they start going through them like little kids in a candy store. Rook's really flying and gets bored quickly, heading into The Living Room to beat his energy out on his new drum kit. Benny and AJ are the only chill ones as always. Maxed out in the purple chairs, they continuesly puff on and pass blunts to the other wackos. Luna sleeping through it all.

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Sam and Colson find themselves out on the stoop alone. Their normal awkward silence is gone as cocaine fuels their conversation. Talking all things Luna. This is one of the reasons Sam barely hits the slopes, she talks too fucking much when she's on 'em.

"You can't be mad at Pete." She offers up her opinion. "Luna's like another little sister to him." She tries to explain.

"Yeah but he's supposed to be my bestfriend." Colson disagrees.

"I get that... So can't you understand the fucked up spot you put him in between the two of you?" Sam counters as she takes a drag off of her Camel.

"Yeah... I think he thought she cheated on me... " Colson trails.

"Look, he had a really hard time with Justin and Luna's relationship too. We both did. Justin would disappear and we'd be looking for him with Luna. Sometimes we'd find him sometimes we wouldn't. Sometimes he'd call Pete, me or Izak on his own. Pete and Izak would hide him... It was fucked up." Sam shakes get head in dismay as her own heart breaks. "Justin would get clean, be good for a minute but then relapse all over again and she'd be a fucking mess. If anyone tried to paint their relationship as picture perfect to you than they didn't truly know them. Luna and Justin had a lot of problems." Sam admits to one of the first people ever; Colson seeming to have that effect on people.

"She doesn't really talk about him... I mean a little but I can tell it's restrained." He sighs.

"There's my Sammy Bam Bam!" Baze interrupts them with a grin as he opens the door.

"Make up with Pete." Sam pats Colson on the shoulder as she stands up to head inside with her boyfriend.

The Cocaine Cowboys eventually round their night out. Sam following Baze to his room as Rook, AJ, Benny, and Slim head to theirs. Mod being super grateful for the spare bedroom he slept in last night. Colson making his way up to a still sleeping Luna.

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Stripping his clothes, Colson climbs into bed with Luna. Her body is warm as he slides himself around her. Firmly running his hand up her outer thigh, along her hip and ribcage before crawling around her breast. Feeling every inch of her once more as he runs his hand back down her slender body.

Luna moans as her hips begin to shift back and forth out of need and instinct. Colson grows harder against her back as he slips his fingers along her pussy lips. Feeling her juices spill out as he lightly dips his finger inside of her.

"Mmm... Fuck, I've missed her taste." He mentally moans, not being a able to resist sticking his fingers in his mouth as his tongue dances around her unique flavor.

"I wanna fuck you." Colson husks deeply into her ear while he grabs her tit.

"Mhm." Luna murmurs hazily as she perks her ass into him.

Getting the Go, Colson seperates her delicate lips with his fingers. Taking his time, he slowly guides himself into Luna. Feeling her body tense as she moans and pushes her ass deeper into him. Tangling their legs in each other's, Luna reaches behind and grabs the back of Colson's neck to pull him closer to her. Kissing every inch of her that he can reach, he fucks her sternly while she bounces lazily off of his cock. With her face and closed eyes still resting softly in her pillow; she moans and fucks Colson contently in her sleep and drug induced state.

There's something about a SleepFuck that's incredibly satisfying to Luna. Her walls clutch Colson's dick in pleasure, making he thrusts harder. Releasing himself as he feels her cum all over him.

"FUCK." He breathes into her bare neck.

"Mmm... " Is Luna's only response, she's already almost back asleep.

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Pete shows up on The Brownstone's stoop with two coffees. Colson meeting him with four blunts. The two friends take a seat. Colson firing up the first blunt after Pete hands him his coffee.

"Yo... I'm sorry, Dawg." Colson starts as he exhales. "I put you in some shit... "

"Nah, Homie." Pete cuts him off as he accepts the blunt. "Luna's business is her own. No matter who it's with." Pete sighs. "I just worry about her, Man. And you too. I've seen you both go through some fucked up shit and I don't want to see it again, I guess." Pete half shrugs as he takes a pull.

"Look, Sam ACTUALLY talked to me last night so I get it a little more than I did before." Colson tells him as he accepts the blunt.

"It was just hard... " Pete shakes his head at the memories.

"I don't want this to fuck us up." Colson bares his soul to one of his bestfriends.

"Me neither." Pete agrees as he reaches for the second blunt and fires it up.

Both friends look at each other. There's an understanding between men that can happen without words. This is one of those times. With a simple nod, Pete and Colson are good. Going on to enjoy their coffee, each other and the NYC morning as they get high and bust it up like nothing ever happened.

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Luna's extra miserable when Colson wakes her up for their flight back to LA. The lack of sleep, too many drugs and her gunshot wound have her aching in every sense of the word. She doesn't shower. Just throws on sunglasses, cuttoffs and an oversized Hotel Diablo hoodie.

They make it to JFK just in time for their 11A flight. Everyone is dragging, not only Luna. Proving that cocaine is a Motherfucker. Once seated in first class, everyone knocks back out. Luna curling up against Colson as his face lays on her head and arm rests upon her bare leg.

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It's just before 8P by time they make it back to The LA House. Everyone is tired. No one is happy. All dropping their luggage in The Living Room before heading to their beds. They're so mentally jacked, no one's even thought to check The Charts, let alone eat at all day.

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Luna and Colson sleep clean until the next morning until her alarm goes off. Colson groans as she shifts away from him. Climbing out of the bed, she reaches high to stretch. Colson watching her out of one slitted eye.

"Why are you up?" He asks flatly.

"So you can truly see me." Luna answers before disappearing into the bathroom.

It takes a shit ton of coaxing and drugs to get Colson moving after Luna's shower. Complaining the whole time as she hands him water and joints. Once in the shower he starts to feel slightly better after he jerks off. He's FINALLY fully functional after his Adderall and coffee kicks in.

Not getting as much sleep as Luna and doing way more drugs, he's really edgy. She hands him a football before they walk out of the bedroom. He's so pissy they leave the house quietly without his trademark WE OUT.

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"Can I have the keys?" Luna asks, she's dressed in an overall romper, white shirt, long socks and one of her leathers as they walk towards the Rover in the early Saturday sun.

"Why?" Colson asks back as he tosses them to her in his own ripped jeans and black T.

"I need to drive and you need to listen." She answers before sliding into the driver's seat.

"You're talking to me now?" He counters with a slight attitude as he buckles his seatbelt.

"Do you think this is a fucking game?" Luna whips her head towards him.

"No." He answers solemnly as he sparks a joint.

"You don't seem to fucking get it at all." Luna shakes her head as she pulls out of the driveway.

"Look Loons, I'm sorry I fucked up with the Tommy and Justin thing. I shouldn't have said shit no matter how I was feeling." He exhales his apology as he passes her the joint and finally pops the Xanax she gave him.

"You still don't get it, Colson. How many times do I have to tell you.. It's not the secret you told. It's that you TOLD a secret. Period. You don't seem to realize that I'm dirtier than a fucking affair... Fuck." Luna let's out an exasperated sigh. "Let's be honest. In the short time you've known me; I've committed coercion, shot a federal agent, am in the process of setting up an underground abortion clinic... Oh! And I was blackmailed into issuing a public apology for fucking up one person out of what? A fucking dozen? And that's only been in the last 3MNTHS... Seriously, I am a fucking criminal." Colson stares at her as everything begins to register. "Fuck, I've got things going on that you don't even know about yet." She continues to worry as she hits the joint a few times while staring ahead. "And now, I'm terrified to fucking tell you about them."

"Like what?" Colson asks her with a concerned, yet amused SideEye as he takes the joint.

"Why should I tell you? Every criminal who's been caught is usually taken down because of their irrational lover." She looks over at him with a light smirk and hazy blue eyes for the first time during their car ride.

"You really gonna play me like that?" He scoffs at her before inhaling a huge hit.

"I don't know. You wanna say don't call Jax but are your stupid ass, jealous comments gonna get me popped one day?" She bites back as she fumbles for her cigarettes.

"Are you fucking serious?" He spits out as he starts to get angry with her. "What the fuck do you think I would do to you and what the fuck else are you doin' that's worse than what I already know? And where the FUCK are we going?" He demands as they continue to drive.

Luna's quiet for a long moment as she smokes her Newport. She's trying to keep herself calm and figure out exactly how to tell Colson about what things. Already having made her decision long before they got into the SUV to give up her biggest secret.

"Tell me, Luna." Colson asserts as he lights another joint.

"All in?" She asks him firmly as she looks over at him and holds his stare while he grabs her hand to reassure her. "I told you... I'm dirtier than you think. I own properties that clean money and stash shit for one of the biggest distributors on The East Coast." Luna admits in a hushed voice.

"It's for Tommy, isn't it?" Colson immediately snaps as his mind flashes back to his conversation with Benny.

"OH MY FUCKING GAWD!!" Luna can't help but scream. "You are so fucking hung up on other dudes that it's insane and probably what's gonna get me caught!" Luna stops. "How can you not see that I tell you more about myself WILLINGLY than any other human being on This Earth? That you know more about me than Justin ever did." Luna's lip trembles as tears escape from her eyes. "So, yeah... It started with Tommy but I have bigger associates now... " Luna shakes her head. "That's only a blip though. There is so much more at stake for me than that!" Luna slams her palms against the steering wheel in frustration as she begins to sob. "You have no fucking idea." She shakes her head again as her voice breaks.

"Then what is it, Luna?" Colson softens his tone with her.

Coming to a stop light, Luna turns her head and looks Colson dead in the eyes. Her hands are clutching the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles are white. There's a look on her face he's never seen before. It's a mixture of sadness, pain and determination. Taking a shuddered sigh, Luna flicks her cigarette out the window. She finds herself begging The Universe that he won't betray her this time as she's about to tell only Colson her true intentions. Lighting her own joint, she inhales deeply and holds the hit in. Looking over at Colson, she studies him. He stares back, waiting for her words.

"I'm gonna kill Smurf." She states icily before turning away, releasing the brake and focusing on what's ahead. "Still wanna marry me now?" She asks, puffing on the joint without taking her eyes off of the road.

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