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[gatanii69]

【qiluo route③】

※日本語版は以下にあります！！

Qiluo: “Are you hurt?”

When I nodded, he smiled in relief and gently stroked my head. Ah… but still.

I might be fine, but you are not.

The neurotoxin consuming his body continued to worsen with every passing moment. Because of me, more and more painful scars spread across his beautiful face.

I quietly reached up and touched his cheek. He stopped the hand that had been patting my head and tilted his head slightly in confusion. Yet his expression remained just as gentle as ever.

Qiluo: “You look worried. What’s wrong?”

You: “Qiluo…”

Qiluo: “…Don’t make that face. I told you before, didn’t I? You promised not to worry about me.”

You: “But…”

Qiluo: “I was prepared for this. And so were you, right? You have to stay strong. It’s okay. I’ll keep standing until the very end, and I won’t die until I’ve seen you off.”

You: “……”

Those words made my wavering resolve tremble even more.

I had made it this far because of him. And yet, more than gratitude, I was overwhelmed by guilt for hurting him like this.

As if he could sense everything I was feeling, Qiluo lovingly brushed his fingers against my cheek.

Qiluo: “I’m fine. Seeing you make that face hurts me. You’re going back to Earth, aren’t you? So say those words again. Those words alone are enough to keep us moving forward.”

You: “……”

Enduring the ache tightening in my chest, I forced out the words that bound both him and me together.

You: “Fight for me. And… I want you to die for me…”

As I spoke through trembling tears, he smiled softly and nodded.

Qiluo: “Of course. Come on, just a little longer now. …Let’s go.”

続きから日本語版です！↓

綺螺「ケガはない？」

私が頷くと、彼はほっとしたように微笑み、優しく頭を撫でてくれました。 ――ああ、でも。

私は無事でも、あなたは違う。

彼の身体を蝕む神経毒は、今もなお確実に悪化し続けています。 そのせいで、彼の綺麗な顔には痛々しい傷が増えていく一方でした。

私はそっと彼の頬に触れました。 すると彼は、私の頭を撫でていた手を止め、不思議そうに首を傾げます。 けれど、その表情は変わらず優しいままでした。

綺螺「不安げな顔。どうしたの？」

あなた「綺螺……」

綺螺「……そんな顔をしちゃだめだ。言っただろ？ 俺の心配はしない約束だ」

あなた「でも……」

綺螺「覚悟の上だ。それは君も同じだろ？ しっかりしなきゃ。 大丈夫。最後まで俺は立ち続けるし、君を見送るまで絶対死なないから」

あなた「……」

その言葉に、揺らぎかけていた決意が胸の奥で軋みました。

ここまで来られたのは、彼がいてくれたからです。 それなのに私は、感謝よりも先に、彼を傷つけていることへの罪悪感でいっぱいになっていました。

そんな私の心情を察したのか、綺螺は愛おしそうに私の頬を指先で撫でます。

綺螺「俺は大丈夫。そんな顔をする君を見る方が辛いよ。 地球に帰るんだろ？ だから、あの言葉をもう一度言って。 その言葉だけで、俺達は進めるから」

あなた「……」

胸を締めつける痛みに耐えながら、私は彼と自分を縛るその言葉を、ゆっくりと絞り出しました。

あなた「私の為に、戦って。 そして私の為に、死んでほしい……」

涙を堪えながら告げると、彼は穏やかに微笑み、静かに頷きます。

綺螺「もちろんだ。 さあ、あともう少しの辛抱だ。 ……行こう」

[vamppanda]

Cw: Physical Violence, Non-Consensual actions, Threats, Blood.

Part 1--part 2--part3--You are here--

Request are open

It's been 2 weeks since you've been here. 2 weeks of full learning how to be Empress of Japan. Learning how to host banquets and audiences, participating in religious ceremonies, performing official, ceremonial, and silk farming, (which you had a lot of fun with), and engaging in diplomacy and charitable work. 

Dinner with Aoki and getting married to him, because he wanted to rush it up to claim yo, in Mika words tho; hanging out with him too. Finding out how to go back home. 

To when the sun is barely on the surface of the land too late into the night, just to start all over again. Today you have a day off, because your "husbands" have an important person over.  So they had you hiding out.  

Will that what it felt like, you be here for hours now. Your maid who was just 16 years old. These two weeks she has been by your side that whole. Helping you out and telling you what right and now. 

Like with the silkworms farming, she was telling you that you had to rise them, take care of them, till they were in a cocoon and sell them. 

But back to reality, you look at her pouring tea. 

'' Mika''

She jumped a little.

'' Yes you empress''

'' What did I tell you about calling me that? You can call me my my name.''

She shook her head and set the tea pot down. 

'' I cannot do that, Your empress it only  right  that I call you by your right title.''

You pick up the cup and blow on the tea, before setting it back down.

'' I know that, but I am still not use to this at all; and plus it only right since we are going to be together a lot more.'' 

'' I still can't, my lady.''

''Please.'' You said as you try to get her with your puppy dog eyes.

'' No your lady, now if that all your empress, I will be going.''  With that she bow and left yo go stand outside the door.

When the door closes, you plod on to your back , staring up at the ceiling of your room. Your mind goes deep in thought. 

 Will I have a little bit of free time; I did find that I can read and write in their language.'

  You turn to your side and sigh.

  'I even try to look for the book on that girl and her...I think god, but I find nothing on it. I need to find a way back to the place.'

It was quiet for a moment, until you heard a lot of commotion outside your door.

'' You cannot come in hear, The emperor said not to let everyone in her lady room in till the hosting party is over.'' You hear Mika voice  said to someone. 

'' So you are going to deny the emperor brother in.'' A deep old voice says to Mika.

''I am sorry truly, but it the Emperor rules.''

'' That is absurd. If that was true; why did I hear about it.'' 

'' I don't know maybe because you was not in the place, when he announcement it to all of the servant.'' 

Then when you heard a slap and a thump.

''You little whore, how dare you insult my work.'' You hear two maids go to Mika's side. 

'' Mika are you okay?'' One maid said.

'' How dare you lay hand on the Empress main maid .'' Another said. 

That when you got up and ran to  the door and slid it open fast.

'' WHAT IS GOING ON OUT HERE?'' You shout.

You saw that Mika was on the floor with the other two maids by her side on the floor. Then you look to your left to see a middle aged man in front of a young looking man. Two of your maids look at you with sadness in their eyes. When the old man saw he just bowed. 

'' My Empress this man and his servant is here to see you, but we was told by his highness that we cannot let anyone in till the hosting party was done.'' One of the maids told you, answering your question from before.

You exhale and walk over to Mika. You glance down to Mika and bend down to her ear. 

'' Are you okay Mika ?'' You asked her in a whisper. She nodded her head and got up with the help of you and the two maids.

You grab her chain to turn her head to the side to see a red hand print on her cheek.

'' Who in the hell slap my maid?''

'' It was that one your empress .'' the other  maids said and pointed at the old man. 

You look at the man servant and let Mika hand you gently. You put your hand on one of your maids. 

'' I need you go get  your highness and tell him, his brother is here.''  

The maid nods and hurries off to get Aoki . You fully turn toward both of the men. 

'' Now what do you want with me?''

The young guy moved his move servant to the side and did a quiet bow.

'' My lovely sister-in-law, I am just here to see, just to see how you are fitting into the palace; if we can talk.'' The young guy spoke, his voice sounded sweet like honey and had like a child's playness to it. 

'' Well since you want to know, I am doing fine, you can go now.'' with that you turn to Mika and look at her slap cheek to see the damage. Telling both Mika and the maid to go into your room.

''Well you see, since me and my servant come all this way; I thought we can come in and rest a while.''

You turn your head and stare at him in shock. 

' Did this man just-'

''No, Now run along.'' You said now in frustration that he was not listening to you.

When Mika gets into your room, you hurry and try to get in your room and slide the door closed. He and his servant rush into your room , push you out the way and succeed in getting into your room. You catch yourself before you hit the floor. You wide your (e/c) eyes  in disbelief and you tense up.

'' E-Excuse I didn't give you permission to walk in my room.''

He walk in more in your room and sat down where you was sitting early 

'' Your lady, are you okay.'' The maid said.

'' How dare you plush the empress.'' Mika shouted.

'' So''

Your eyes twitch in anger and annoyance.  You took a deep breath and said calmly. 

'' SO, I am not letting a man, I don't know  in my room; even if you are the who barge in my room.''

He rise his, so he can put his arm on his knee.

'' My name is Hino Tokage, the little brother of of Hino Aoki; little brother, you know what that means right; I am the prince.'' He says with a smug tone.

You gape at him in shock. 

'' REALLY.''

'' Yes''

' I mean it makes sense, I think. Aoki has red  hair and eyes that make you think that you are staring at the pit of lava. While this guy has green eyes the like you are staring at a deep green forest, and he black like night. Okay maybe they were not the same, but still my point still stands.'

'They must have different moms or something.' You continue your thought.

You backed up a little to the open door and heard running footsteps. Then three bodies of your body guard take your vision. A male hand was on your shoulder pulling you towards a strong chest. Then you heard a booming husky voice. 

'' Hino Tokage, What the hell are you doing in my wife rooms and not going through the right protocol?'' The voice inquired.

It was Hino Aiko or your husbands. They made you keep calling him that for some reason. That male servant and everyone else, except for Tokage and you of course. 

'' Brother its nice that you are paying us a visit.'' Tokage said standing up and continuing to speak.

'' And you said it yourself . That I should visit your dear lovely wife.''

'' I never said that .'' Aoki's booming voice said.

Tokage put his flinger on his chin in a thinking motion. 

'' Oh right you did not, how silly of me.'' He said as he tilted his head to the side.

The brothers stare at each other, making the tense and daring for each other to speak. The tenses were so thick that you could cut them with a knife. 

'This is getting on my nerves' You thought.

You grab Aiko's arm and push it a little bit. You look at Aoki , then Tokage and then at the servant who has a visible shaking sense he got here. So you decide to get them a break.

'' How about me and the servant go outside the door, so you can guys can talk this out.''

Everyone stares at you in surprise, that you was brave a enough to break the tense atmosphere.

' Look I am just doing this, so I can get out of this .'

Aoki breaks eye contact with his little brother and looks at you, searching for something in your eyes, when he finds it, he closes his eyes and sighs, letting go of your waist. 

'' Fine, but just wait outside the door, we will not be longer.''

You bow , like you were taught to do and go outside. Once everyone was outside, one of the maids that was there closed, you let out a sigh of relief. 

'' Ugh,..That nervous of that guy.''

You whip around and take a look at all the servants. They were shivering like a leaf, they lowered their heads. One of them stepped in front and shook his head.

'' M-M-Ma'am Please be restful .. your empress, The emperor will find a way to get his brother out of your room.''

You gaze at her and groan. You put your hand on your forehead, feeling a headache coming on. 

'' Listen....'' You stop mid-talk, to get her name, hoping she takes the hint. She got the hint. 

'' Hino, My lady.'

''Listen Hino, I am just fine and not angry or anything, I just don't  like him and his servant not listening to me .'' You said putting a hand on your shoulder, and stare at everyone.

'' And I hate it when he slaps one of my maids. I don't like no one putting hands on the servant.''

Everyone was shocked at what you said,

''What?'' You question.

Mika coughed and said.

'' Nothing but my lady, you should not touch the servant,''

'' So she is just human and I don't care about a little dirt anyone. ''

That is when you grab Hino and hug her. Everyone let out a shock noise.

'' Let this be a lesson, that all of you are going to be alright with me as an Empress.''

All the servants bow and say. '' Yes My Empress.''

You let go of Hino and put your hands on the hips. 

''  Now that's....that, what up with the brother looking different.''

That when you hear a crush and shouting in your room. You turn to the door concerned. The shouting got louder and more crushing sound in your room.

'' They are destroying my room bro'' You whisper. 

'' HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT ABOUT MY MOTHER!'' You hear what Tokage sounds like. You turn to another servant.

'' You open the door,'' You said in a serious tone.

''B-But''

'' NOW''

Hino looked at the maid..

'' You hear the empress.''

They open the door and you run in, stop at the front of the room to see that your room  was completely destroyed. Your little table was flipped over and your tea cups and tea pot were spilled all over the floor. There was a little bit of blood on the floor and on the two brothers. You also saw that your favorite kimono was on the floor. You were frustrated and sad, You stomped more into the room and made it to them. Tokage was on top of Aoki, poking him on the face. You grab Tokage by the collar of his kamado  and  pull him off Aoki. 

You check on Aoki to see if he is okay. Only to see that blood was coming out his nose, red marks were on his check and there was a cut on his chin. You look over at him more to see that his hand was badly cut too.

' I wonder what was said to lead up to this outburst.'

You turn to the door to see that all the servants were staring at both the brothers in horror. You clap your hands to slap them out of it and say.

'' I need someone to go get the doctor to treat their wounds , tell them that Emperor and his brother are hurt badly, and that some of you go get help and clean this place up. Now go.''

They all nod and start moving. Tokage's old servant got to his first in panic. You look at Mika.

'' Mika I need you need to help me take the Emperor to his room, so it easy for his doctor to treat him.''

Mika nodded and helped right away. You and Mika put his arms over his shoulder, and start walking to the door, but stop when a voice stops you both.

'' AOKI ANS (Y/N)…You both better watch your back. mostly you Aoki. you never know when the truth comes out. '' Tokage yells at you both.

You three continue walking after that.

'That was weird, I wonder what he is talking about.'

'' Be careful Mika, we don't know if he more serious injuries underneath his clothes.''

When you guys made it to your room and put him on his futon ( that Mika laid out for him). You made Mika  get some hot water, to clean up some blood. When she left to go do that, you helped him remove the top of his clothes. You see that he had more scraps and bruises on his top neck and shoulders. You move your eyes to look at him to see that he was already staring at you with his lava-like eyes. 

'' What? '' You question him weirdly, raising an eyebrow.

He continues to stare at you.

'' I will just turn around and you can do it by yourself, if you are uncomfortable.''

He laughed.

'' What so funny?''

'' Nothing'' He said, trying to control his laugh.

'' Fine, if you find this funny, I am leaving,'' You said as you got up to leave.

He stops laughing and grabs your wrist and pulls you closer to him. He hugs and breathes in your smell and whispers to you.

'' This is why I pick you as my wife.''

You try to get out of his arms, but he is just tightening his arms.

'' What about you injuries, you are serious hurt?''

'' I don't care about that, I just want to stay like this. Please let me stay like this.'' He said in a breathily tone, like he was about to fall asleep.

You sigh and start to relax in his arms.

'What am I going to do?''

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[oceanisty]

Planning to make a Harem fic but I lost my motivation when my school is making me more busy....

Posted by @oceanisty on 17/03/2023

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[ringocato]

i dont know...

Not really a fanfic?? I dont know what to call it lmao drabble?? Oneshot man I dont know…Read if you want.

Reader is gn and uses they/them. This a platonic little story or something with reader being an older sibling of Anahita my oc. Anahita is around 8-10 years old :D!! 

Not much dialouge

TW : no tws

You are someone whos recently enrolled into college but it’s fall break now so your mom requested for you to take care of your little sister Anahita over the break so your mother and your step-father could go on a trip to France for the fall break you agreed. You packed up your stuff and left your apartment and went to your mothers place. Your mother greeted you and told you what to do and where everything was before leaving the place with your step-father. Now you were left alone with Anahita theres was a lot of time left until her sleeptime you offered to go outside with her to a local park, “Hey kiddo wanna maybe go out to the local park, I’ll get you some snacks too!”. Anahita replied in excitement “Yess!! The park would be fun, oooohh? Snacks yay!”. You and Anahita got your warm clothes on and your jackets. You went out first to the store to get snacks and drinks you let Anahita pick, she picked some chips and a fanta. You payed for the stuff then went to the local park and went on a stroll Anahita was happy and showed you all the interesting stuff she found you also went to the playground and she played with a couple of kids. It was getting cold so you called out for Anahita, “Anahita come lets get going, the suns setting.” she ran up to you and replied with an “Oke n/n!”. She held your hand as you guys went back home, you guys changed your clothes into something comfier. Anahita asked if you can watch her favourite movie with her. You agreed and watched the movie with her, she feel asleep on the couch after the movie and you took her too bed after a while you also went to bed.

Maybe I’ll write a another one who knows…

[fictionalabyss]

Pregnant.

Pairing : Clint (oc) x Reader.

Word count : 1515

Warnings : Unplanned pregnancy. a little awkwardness.

Request : This was another fun request from @sorenmarie87.

“Shit.” you muttered, head going back and eyes shut. “How the fuck will I tell him..”

That night almost two months ago was hazy. Your best friend Laura was going away for a few months abroad, so there had been a going away party. A party during which you drank too much and slept with her twin brother. And slept with him again the next morning before heading home.

Being around Clint got awkward after that. You couldn't talk to him about it sober. And when you tried drinking, you'd find yourself in bed with him again. Bodies moving together beautifully, but the topic of discussion long forgotten until the morning when the awkwardness and the hangover were in full effect.

But there was no avoiding it anymore.

Grabbing your keys, you tucked the stick in your hoodie pocket and left the house.

It was an hour and a half drive to Clint’s work. His lumber mill was outside of town and on a massive lot of land, so the drive there you ran though the conversation in your head again and again. Trying to think of every possible outcome so you wouldn't end up disappointed.

You walked into the main building, your hands wringing your hoodie sleeves. “Hey..” you bit your bottom lip as you stepped up to the secretary desk. “Is uh- is Clint here?”

She eyed you for a moment before motioning towards a nearby office door.

“Thanks..” You went for the door that was slightly ajar. With a gentle knock, you pushed it open a touch and glanced in.

“Yeah?”

You stepped in, and when you set your eyes on his large frame, leaning over his desk as he rummaged through some papers, your mind went blank. Everything you had worked out in the car was gone. “Hey…”

Clint looked up, and seemed surprised to see you. He glanced around the office then back at you with his brow furrowed. “Did we have a meeting or something scheduled?”

“N-no.. why would we have a meeting?”

“I dunno.. maybe you wanted a job and I forgot..” he went back to rummaging, then straightened up when he seemed to find what he was looking for and started towards you and the door.

“No.. I was just hoping you were free to talk..”

He stopped and watched you for a moment. His eyes taking in how you fidgeted with your sleeve. “I'm actually about to head out into the woods. I need to mark where they'll be cutting tomorrow.”

“Oh..” you looked down at your hands. “Okay, I'll-”

“You can come with me, if you want.” You looked up and met his eyes. “We can talk out there.” You gave him a nod and a small smile. “Let's go.”

You rode in silence in Clint’s pick-up for about ten minutes before he pulled up to where his workers were taking a break. “I'll just be a minute.” He waited for your nod before he hopped out and headed for them.

You could faintly hear him telling them what tree's to plant and how many, while you looked out over the area that looked so clear compared to the rest of the forested area of Clint’s land. When your eyes landed on him again, he was pointing off somewhere in the distance, and then he was coming back to the truck.

“Planting tree's today?”

He glanced at you as he got in and nodded. “Two for every tree cut down, as always.” He smiled. “Also ordered some Fir and Spruce trees to plant near the front area, by the main building. Hoping in a few years I can give away Christmas trees to the families in town.” You smiled and nodded as he started driving along the makeshift road through the trees. That was such a Clint thing to do. “What?” he smiled and glanced from the road to you and them back again.

“You're so sweet.”

He chuckled softly and nodded, licking his lips as you both bounced along. It was only a few minutes before he was turning the truck off again and getting out. He motioned for you to follow, and you did.

“So, this talk we need to have. We having it? Or were you just letting me know we need to have one?” he glanced over at you as he walked.

“We should probably have it..” you watched as he looked up at a tree, moving around it.

“About?”

“U-us?”

His eyes shifted over to you once again, and then he gave you a nod. “Just give me a second. Forgot something in the truck.”

“Yeah.” you sighed and nodded, your shoulders drooping. You felt like he was already brushing you off.

Clint walked off back towards his truck, and when he returned, he had two cans of orange spray paint in his hands, and he handed one off to you before taking the cap off the other. “If I had known it would be about us maybe we could have had the talk somewhere else, instead of dragging you all the way out here.”

“It's fine.” you watched as he spray painted an orange line across the tree, marking where it would be cut. “I like it out here.”

He smiled to himself as he moved on, looking from tree to tree. “Me too.” you followed quietly behind him. “Is this about the other night?”

“It's about one of them.. or.. all of them, I guess, since I can’t pinpoint which one just yet..”

Clint stopped and looked back at you. “What?” You were avoiding looking him in the eyes and that worried him. “What's going on?”

Taking a deep breath, you decide to just get it over with. “I'm pregnant.”

“You're-” his eyes studied your face for a moment before they drifted down to your stomach. “I- are-” he stuttered.

“I'm sure.” You pulled the test out of your pocket and held it out. “And if it wasn't yours, I wouldn't be here. There hasn't been anyone else.”

He stared at you in silence for a bit, your hand holding the test out in the air, and finally he took it and looked down. “Shit.. it's positive..”

You nodded, once again nervously chewing your bottom lip. He’d been quiet for a minute or two when you decided maybe you should go. “I'll find my way back..” You turned and started towards the truck.

“Do you know what you want to do?”

You shook your head, keeping your back to him. “When I figure it out I'll let you know, I guess..”

You heard leaves crunching under his boots as he took a step closer. “We can figure it out together, if you want.” You turned and looked at him, the hope in his eyes. “Whatever you decide, I'll be there, every step of the way.”

“You don't have to-”

“I want to.” He stepped closer again. “I-” he sighed. “Honestly, I loved that first night. Waking up next to you.” he smiled. “I've been trying to tell you, ask you out or something, but every time I see you things get so awkward. Or we get smashed and I forget all about it because your there. Let me take you out tonight. We'll figure us out, and figure out the rest from there.”

You gave him a nod tearing up and rushed to him, wrapping your arms around his waist. “I was so scared to tell you. Scared you'd never want to see me again..”

He chuckled softly. “Of course I'd want to see you again. And it's Laura you should be worried about telling.”

“Laura?” you looked up at him confused. “Why?”

“Best friend having a kid with her twin brother? It could go either way.” he shrugged.

“You want to keep it?”

“Oh god, she'd love the idea.” he shook his head with a smile. “Probably already has names picked out. I bet you the second you tell her, she has a list of names.”

“Clint.. are you saying you want a kid? With me?”

“I've always wanted a family. That happy little white picket fence fantasy of mine may or may not include you.” You cocked an eyebrow at him. “It does.”

He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead and you closed your eyes. “I want that too.”

“Then I guess the us factor has already been figured out.”

You opened your eyes and he was smiling at you. “I guess so.”

He motioned to the trees with his head. “You busy? Or can you stick around and help me finish quicker. I'm suddenly real excited to get out of work.”

You blushed and nodded. “I can help. I called in sick today.”

“Call in sick tomorrow, too.” You gave him a confused look. “I don't want to be rushed in the morning. I want to treat you right.” Your eyebrows shot up at that. “I'm talking about breakfast. Get your mind out of the gutter.” he teased, making you laugh. “You never have time for breakfast with me when you work. You're missing out.” he winked.

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[shenkizoo]

Trickster (LokixReader)

Summary: You and Loki are close friends and you think you had fallen in love with him, until one day a guest comes to the palace of Asgard.

[Set before the events of Thor]

A/N: Hope you enjoy this first chapter like I enjoyed writing it! I had some ideas about how the end this fic, but then I thought that it could be fun hearing also some opinion, so tell me what do you expect from the next chapter(s) if you like ;)

Chapter 1: A guest

It was early afternoon when you, as usual, could be found in the library of the castle with Loki, the both of you reading a book, well, he was reading, while you were leaning on his right shoulder, listening to his voice.

You had your eyes closed, when at some point you couldn’t hear Loki’s voice anymore, so you opened your eyes and turned your head to look at him.

“Why did you stop?” you asked him

“I have to go now” he smiled, closing the book softly and laying his right hand on your head as a silent request for you to move from his side so he could get up.

“Oh” disappointment was in your voice

“I’m sorry, royal duties” he got up as you fully laid on the couch you two were previously sitting on

You hummed and smiled at him “and what could these duties ever be?”

He smiled back “we have a guest from another realm and I have to be there with the royal family to welcome him”

“And do you really, really have to go?” you pouted a bit

“Don’t be silly” he giggled as he headed to the exit “see you tomorrow” he winked at you as he exited the library.

You sighed and looked at the ceiling as soon as Loki exited, you rubbed your closed eyelids before gazing at the door longingly.

  The next day when you woke up you didn’t feel hungry, so, instead, after getting ready, you went outside to take a stroll at the local market.

Staying between the common people was like a breath of fresh air from your life at Odin’s court, sure you loved the people who lived there, but you always had to follow some etiquette, and sometimes this became suffocating. The only moments when you could relax, maybe, were when you were with Loki.

Loki. You sighed when your thoughts lead you to him, you were utterly fascinated by him since you were a child and were able to see him only at public events, he was incredibly skilled with magic for one of his age and you couldn’t deny that you had always been attracted by this trait of his.

So when you were able to talk to him you felt really lucky, you cherished that memory, when the two of you were still children. You found him in the forest near your house, the one where you usually went when you wanted to be alone, he was trying to hide from his brother who wanted to force him to train in the art of fighting, you had laughed at his disgusted expression and agreed to not say anything to anyone about him hiding there. You decided to keep him company, so the two of you started to talk about anything and everything, until the sun started to set and he claimed that he had to return to the castle before dinner, but not before promising that he would’ve been there also the day after.

And so the two of you kept meeting almost everyday in the woods, until one day you found him in your room, surprising you with his new learned teleporting trick. As soon as he learned how to disguise himself with his magic the two of you were also able to go around your village without anyone recognizing him.

You and Loki were in your teen age when he started to sneak you in the palace or teleporting you in any place you even mentioned you wanted to visit, your father eventually came to know about your friendship with the younger prince and was always supportive, also treating Loki as only one of your friends, never as a member of the royal family.

Finally you became of age and Loki was now able to recommend you as a member of the court, of course Frigga had helped to convince Odin to let a normal peasant join, having seen how her younger son cared about this matter.

And now here you were, missing your normal life sometimes, but enjoying the family you found at the palace as Odin and Frigga became attached to you like you were one of their children and Thor having adopted you like you were his sister.

After saying hello to your old friends and paying a visit to your father, you decided to head back to the castle.

“(Y/n)!” it was the voice of Thor, who was running towards you to engulf you in a hug, leaving his brother and what seemed to be another guy behind.

“We were worried about you” Loki said after having reached calmly the two of you with who you assumed was the guest he was talking about yesterday.

“Aw did you miss me?” you poked the blond god in the side

“Well, mostly it was Loki, I knew that you were probably in the village” Thor answered, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at his brother with a smirk.

“Uh… you didn’t show yourself at breakfast today and you were gone for all this morning and-“ you smirked at the raven haired prince, while he was trying to justify himself and interrupted him.

“You don’t need to explain anything” you laughed, hugging him, when you heard someone clear their throat

“It seems like we forgot to introduce you to our guest” Thor said apologetically

“There’s no problem” you and the unknown man said in unison and smiled at each other when you heard the other say the same thing.

“I’m (y/n)” you bowed politely

“I’m Olvir” the other man curtsied, while you took a moment to admire his beautiful features: hair blond, almost white, his eyes were of a deep bluish purple, contrasting his light skin, his frame was tall, slightly shorter than Loki’s one. You noticed, when he pulled his head up, the soft waves of his hair reaching his shoulders and bouncing slightly as he winked at you.

You kept staring in awe until Thor cleared his throat “Care to join us in a walk through the castle?”

“Yes” you answered immediately, whipping your head to face the older prince, missing the confused gaze Loki was giving you.

  “So you’re a trickster too?” you asked to the man on your left, while you walked with your right arm intertwined with Loki’s one

“My magic can barely be called a ‘trick’” Olvir and the prince on your right answered together, the first with a shrug, the latter with an almost offended tone.

“Come on brother, you perfectly know (y/n) is right” Thor smirked from the other side of Olvir.

The four of you had a long walk and were now directed towards the dining hall to have lunch.

“If they call you a trickster there have to be a reason” you laughed

“Well, the reason is not that my magic can be compared to simple tricks” he almost spat the final part of the phrase

“Relax, we were just joking” you continued to laugh squeezing his arm

“You two are engaged, right?” Olvir smiled between you and Loki

Your mouth remained agape, unable to form a sentence. So, instead, the prince answered for you “no, we’re just friends”

“I see”

“(Y/n) is more like one of the family” Thor said after his unusual long period of silence

“Oh, that’s good news” the albino whispered to himself

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” Loki smiled feigning politeness

“Oh nothing” he promptly smiled

“Come my friend, you don’t have to be shy around us” the blond boomed with his usual loud and cheery voice

The magician looked at you as you nodded smiling at him and he smiled back “yeah, I’m glad I’ve already found some friends” he was talking to Thor, but his eyes stayed on you and you felt Loki’s grip tighten around your arm, but decided to not give too much importance to it.

   “What was that?” Loki asked at some point when the two of you were in the library, him reading a book and you still going through the shelves to choose a book

“What was what?” you asked, turning your head to look at Loki

“You know, before lunch, you and Olvir” he looked at you like you had to understand immediately after that explanation

“Yeah… umh, what about us?”

“You and him were all giggly and smiling and talking and-“

“I’m sorry but I can’t understand your point” you were now fully turned towards the prince, leaning on the shelves and your arms crossed with a confused expression on your face

“What do you mean?” Loki frowned and closed his book

“What do you mean” you stressed the word ‘you’ “of course I was smiling and talking, isn’t that the way to welcome a guest?”

“Yes, but it didn’t seem like that”

“And what did it seem, then?”

Loki opened his mouth to answer, when he was interrupted by the sound of the door being opened

“Hey Olvir” you smiled at him “did you need something?”

“Actually I just wanted to visit the library” he smiled politely at you

“You like reading too?” you asked in wonder

“I love reading” he smiled, this time more genuinely, until he giggled at your excited face

“Wonderful!” you exclaimed “ehy Loki, did you hear?” you smiled in his direction

Said man rolled his eyes and reopened his book “I did” he huffed, resuming his reading

You also rolled your eyes and reached the albino “don’t mind that grumpy god” you smiled as you heard another huff “come” you took Olvir’s hand in yours and proceeded to lead him through the library “I’ll show you my favourite books”

  The raven haired god sighed, he wasn’t able to concentrate on his reading and you had vanished in the library with the family guest, so he decided to go away from there, where he still didn’t know, but preferred not to stay there a minute longer.

He sighed again as he thought about the looks Olvir was giving you. He was lucky you didn’t know he was a prince too, but to think about it, you were one to not care about these things at all, you were one of the first to befriend him for what he was as a person and not for his social status; still now, as you became part of Odin’s court, you kept visiting your old friend in the village. If you felt that someone was worth loving you loved them for what they were.

Loki was so lost thinking about you that he almost bumped into his mother

“Be careful, my son” she smiled down at Loki as he stopped him by the shoulders

“Sorry, mother” he nodded politely and moved to resume his walk

“Shouldn’t you be in the library with (y/n)?” Frigga’s voice stopped him in his track

“She already has the company of our guest” the prince didn’t even turn around

“Oh, I see” she smiled softly “do you wish some company in your lonely walking?”

Loki turned around and stayed silent for a bit, uncertain “please” he finally whispered

   “And she totally forgot about me as they went away talking about books!” Loki ended his heated speech with his hands messing up his hair

“Loki, losing the temper is not like you” Frigga said, amused by his son behaviour “and, if you permit me, I think (y/n) is just being her usual self, trying to be nice with everyone”

Loki only grunted in response and turned his head on the other side

“How come every time we talk about (y/n) you become so sensitive?” the All-mother asked, even if she knew the answer

“I care about her” he answered in an obvious tone

“Yes, and what else?”

“I-“ he started, then gulped, before continuing “I love her” he admitted, closing his eyes, feeling a weight being lifted from his shoulders “I love her and not in a friendly way, I love her with all my heart, I want her to be mine, I want her to be happy, I want her to proudly present me as his husband, I want to wake in the morning with her beside me and just being able to hug and kiss her and ask her to stay a little bit more before getting up and I want to call her mine” he finished in a whisper, before burying his face in his hands, while his elbows were on his knees.

The queen stroked Loki’s back in an affectionate way “Then why don’t you tell her? I’m sure she feels the same”

“How can you say it?” the prince’s voice came muffled by his hands

“I can see the way she acts around you”

“Like?” the man turned his head to look at his mother “Nicely? She acts like this with everyone, she is sweet and caring with every people she encounters, she literally has everyone falling to her feet”

“My son-“

“Mother, I’m not suitable for her, then why can’t I stand her being with another man?” he sighed

“That’s how love works, Loki” she smiled gently, stroking his head as he sighed again.

   “Yes, you just have to wait until- oh, here he is! Hey Loki!” you waved at him as soon as you saw him entering the dining hall with his mother.

Loki looked at you, already sat at the table in your usual spot, with Olvir on your right. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the sight of you two together as he sat in front of you and next to Thor, at the head of the table sat Odin and Frigga went to sit on his right.

“We were talking about magic, you know, Olvir is a great wizard, I bet he is also one of the best in his realm” you said with an excited tone

“I wouldn’t expect any less from the soon to be king” Odin smiled at his guest

You turned to your right with wide eyes “You’re a prince? Why didn’t you tell me?” you said, every ‘un-regal’ action you did in front of him coming to your memory, you didn’t even follow the etiquette! “why didn’t anyone told me!” you buried your face in your hands in embarrassment

“Our guest doesn’t like being called by his title” Thor smiled at the mentioned man “but I thought that he had finally decided to tell you after all the time you spent together”

You lifted your face from your hands and looked at the albino who softly spoke “I’m sorry lady (y/n), but I didn’t want you treating me any different from the genuine nice way you were already treating me”

You blushed a bit at his words and started to stutter some excuses “N-no I should be the one to say sorry”

“No sense” Olvir started softly “never in my existence shall I permit a beautiful lady like yourself to apologize for a matter of little importance like this”

Your eyes widened and your blush grew more evident as you tried to avoid everyone’s gaze “I… thanks” you whispered with a shy smile as Loki rolled his eyes at all the scene.

The food was served and Loki spoke up “lady (y/n)” you jerked your head up from the plate “care to explain why were you waiting for me before?”

“Oh, right” you smiled, cleaning your mouth with the napkin “I thought that, since the both of you like magic and books, you and Olvir could become great friends”

Both the prince and the albino looked at each other immediately, surprised by your words “I think you’re right, my dear” Olvir began, looking at you sweetly “we just need to spend some time together”

You turned your head towards Loki, expecting him to say something as well “I… think you’re right” he cleared his throat “we can see each other tomorrow morning” the prince perfectly managed to hide his disgust with his usual warm voice.

“Great!” you smiled between the both of them.

 At some point during the dinner you didn’t feel well, so you started poking Loki’s leg with your foot under the table, as soon as you caught his attention he turned to look at you “I’m not feeling really well” you whispered to him.

“You want me to accompany you to your chambers?” he whispered back and you nodded, he smiled reassuringly at you and got up, excusing himself as you followed, leaving the others to wonder what had happened.

“Lean on me” he said to you, you obeyed and he proceeded to lift you in his arms, one arm around your shoulders and the other under your knees.

“You don’t need to carry me like this” you whispered as you putted one of your arm around his neck and leaned your head on his chest, the other arm resting on your stomach.

“You look so horrible that it looks like you can’t even walk on your own feet” plus he loved having you in his arms

“You don’t talk like that to a lady, you know” you laughed weakly

“I’m sorry, my lady” he giggled as you closed your eyes to soak in his sweet voice, you loved when he called you ‘my lady’ and luckily he was sustaining you, or else your legs would’ve refused to keep you standing.

You arrived in front of your door as he putted you down to open it and helping you to lay on the bed.

“Thanks Loki, you can go now” you whispered weakly, you truly were grateful for his help, but you didn’t have the strength to say anything more.

“You look pale, my dear. Are you sure you want me to go away?” you looked at him smiling, his ‘my dear’ sure was different from Olvir’s one, it made your heart flutter one more time that night.

“I will be good by tomorrow”

“Ok then… I won’t insist any further” he smiled sadly at you, giving you a kiss on the forehead to heal you a bit with his magic. He had to do it subtly as you didn’t permit him to use his healing magic on you, because you knew that every time he used his magic to heal someone he would lose a bit of his strength.

“I know what you did” you eyed him suspiciously

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” the prince shrugged and left your room as you rolled your eyes playfully.

   The next day you felt a lot better and Loki came to check on you. After making sure you didn’t need anything he left to meet with Olvir and you resumed your sleep.

The program was to meet the albino at the training fields. That was an isolated area so early in the morning and Loki did not have any idea why the albino wanted to meet right there, but he decided not to ask, maybe he just wanted to practice some magic with him.

“Prince Loki” an elegant voice came from behind him “you’re early”

“So are you” the raven haired man raised a brow “why did you want to meet right here?”

“Mh? Why?” the blond tilted his head

“Yes, with all the places where we could have meet-”

“Oh!” Olvir suddenly exclaimed in realization “to talk without anyone bothering us” he smiled, gesturing to a bench.

As the two sat down the Asgardian prince opened his mouth to talk, when the other soon interrupted him “I know you like (y/n)”

“Uh?” the green eyed man was shocked, how did he know? Why bring up that matter?

“Don’t try to pretend this isn’t true, I know this and I want to warn you” Loki raised his eyebrows as the other prince resumed his speech “I want her, she’s so caring, gentle and so naïve, I’ve never had a woman like that” he said with a dreamy expression.

“So you want her just to add her to the collection of women you bedded?” Loki felt anger building up inside him.

“Yeah, that’s pretty much it”

“You’re a fool if you think she will fall for it” Loki laughed bitterly

“We will see” Olvir shrugged and went to walk away, when Loki grabbed him by the collar and pushed him to the wall

“If you only dare to lay a finger on her I swear: you will suffer the greatest pain you could ever imagine, I will destroy you” he whispered menacingly, his face going from contracted by anger to confused as he heard the other man laugh

“It will be my pleasure to see your world coming down, then”

“Is this the reason why you revealed your intentions to me?” the Asgardian growled

“Of course!” the other laughed, freeing himself from the grip and walking inside, leaving Loki alone in the now empty field.

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Avenging Angel: Part 35

Summary: You’ve spent the last five years on a dangerous mission to solve the crime that wrongly imprisoned your father. When the Winchesters find you half-frozen on the side of a mountain, they make it their own mission to save your life and make sure you stay alive. But after five years of uncovering horribly dark secrets, you’ve learned not to trust anyone. Especially people who seem like they have good intentions.

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A/N: I’m really nervous about writing a scene for As It Seems because it has to be perfect and I don’t know if I can do it right, so I’m procrastinating that by writing this! And I just planned out the rest of Avenging Angel so we’ll see if I can keep the momentum to finish it!

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“Maybe I should have done this in the bathroom,” you muttered as a drop of blood dripped onto the motel blanket. 

The movies made this look so much easier. Stitching yourself up, that is. Thinking about it like sewing two pieces of fabric together wasn’t helping at all, either. Fabric didn’t have blood oozing and all sorts of gross innards.

Damn your clumsiness. You’d nearly made it through an entire night of spying on some Covington business holding without any complications. But then you’d ended up scaring a cat in an alley, which made you jump in fright as well, and you fell over onto a piece of broken glass. Sure, you could have gone to a doctor, but you weren’t sure how far the Covington hold went on this town. If Braxton found out that you’d gotten hurt, he would want to know how and he’d get all protective over you.

That would be good for your mission of infiltrating his family through him, but bad for, well, nearly everything else. You couldn’t have him asking any questions right now. As far as he knew, you were some random IT girl who just moved to the city. That’s how it had to stay until you could get a better grasp on the situation.

When you were sure that the wound was stitched up enough, as if you knew what was good enough, you cleaned up the room as best you could before grabbing your laptop to research a few of the conversations you’d overheard tonight before your cat fright.

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“He’s here.”

You didn’t look up from your computer screen at Dean’s announcement. Braxton’s plan would only work if you could get all of the cameras at the prison to work according to his timing calculations. If every camera was on a loop at the same time, then someone would notice right away. So you were creating a waterfall effect of camera loops throughout the prison. As your dad and the rescue team moved from view of one camera to the next, then the loop would move as well. It was just a matter of connecting the signal of the device you’d slipped him when you visited him yesterday.

“Are you gonna have to wear the ring?” Sam petulantly asked.

Your fingers flew over the keyboard as you nodded. You didn’t like the plan any more than he did, but if your dad was going to be freed, then you and Braxton needed to form a distraction. Since you were still his mysterious bride-to-be to the public, all it took was an anonymous tip to the press that you and he would be visiting the prison and suddenly all of the paparazzi had the prison’s location entered into their GPS. With all of the press attention, most of the security would be aimed your way and ignoring your father.

The hotel room door burst open and Braxton came strolling in like he owned the place. “You know, you guys really should lock your doors.”

“We have guns,” Dean said shortly.

Braxton didn’t react to the thinly veiled threat. Instead, he walked over and sat on the bed next to you, peering at the screen. “How’re the cameras coming along?”

“They’d come along faster if you’d shut up.” Everyone was on edge today and you were no exception.

“We’re going to have to sell our engagement to the press, you know. That means you need to be nice.”

“I pretended to love you for an entire year, Brax. I’m sure it won’t be too hard to slip back into that role.”

“That wasn’t all an act,” he said softly and you couldn’t help but look over at him for the first time since he’d walked in. He was watching you intently, but it was only because you were an asset for him. He needed you today to get your father out, and after that, he needed you for some reason for his rebel force.

“It was—complicated,” you finished lamely. He wasn’t all wrong. After all, Braxton had been your friend. For all of the lies, you had been friends. But things were even more complicated now. He had kidnapped and drugged you not even a week ago, yet here you were. Hacking prison cameras to break a convicted felon out of jail while pretending to be his fiancée. “I need five more minutes for the cameras. Go get me a soda or something and take your time.”

“What about them?” asked Braxton, motioning to where Dean was cleaning his weapons at the table, and where Sam was keeping a close eye on him from the other bed.

“They aren’t distracting me. And they didn’t kidnap me.”

Seeing that he wouldn’t get anywhere, Braxton simply nodded. “Fair point. I’ll be back in five minutes.”

No one said anything when Braxton left. Once he was out of the room, Dean returned to his task of cleaning the guns, and your eyes were drawn to the black velvet box that Braxton had left in his place on the bed beside you. Slowly, you reached over and picked it up, pushing up the lid to reveal a giant, diamond ring. As you took it out of the box, you swallowed hard and an almost-memory flashed through your mind.

Had things turned out differently, Braxton might have proposed to real-you. Sure, it would have been a ploy to help himself, and you would have only accepted to get deeper into his family and uncover more info to help your father, but you knew that you and he would have found your own kind of happiness.

Of course that was before his father tried to kill you. That was before the Winchesters. That was before you found out about shifters. That was before you found out about werewolves. That was before you found out about everything he hadn’t told you.

Now this ring just reminded you of how drastically your life could change in just a few months.

“Y/N,” Sam softly called across the room, drawing you out of your thoughts. He seemed concerned, and you didn’t want him to read too much into your actions.

“I used to think that big diamond rings were gorgeous, but this one… it’s just filled with so many lies.” With a few quick motions, you slid the ring onto your finger and set the box on the bedside table. It would be better for you to get used to the weight on your finger now, rather than when you had to play a part in front of a bunch of cameras. “I have to finish these cameras.”

You finished writing the code in three minutes and sat back.

“You figure out how to get your dad away from Braxton yet?” Dean asked when he saw that you were done.

Braxton’s plan included your father coming with him. Maybe he thought that you would follow. Maybe he really did need your father. Whatever the reason, you knew that you couldn’t let him take your father. After five years, you were finally getting Kemuny Y/L/N back. Your fake fiancé wouldn’t take that from you.

“Not yet. I’m sure I’ll figure it out though.”

“He’s coming back,” Dean warned after glancing out the window.

Well, it was time. But you couldn’t leave quite yet. Braxton’s ring might be on your finger, but he didn’t have your heart. And he needed to see that. So you pulled Sam up and twined your arms around his neck. “Is it weird for you to sit this out? Usually you and Dean are on the front lines.”

“I can play tech support for one day.” Sam wrapped his arms firmly around your back and pulled you closer. “And don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing.”

Playing innocent, you looked up at him with wide eyes. “What am I doing?”

“Putting on a show for Braxton.” By the devilish grin that covered his lips, you had the feeling that he didn’t mind one bit.

“More like putting him in his place.” You punctuated your words with a quick peck on his lips.

The door swung open and Sam pressed his lips to yours in a searing kiss. There was no doubt that this kiss would last the entire time you were on Braxton’s arms. And, judging from the uncomfortable way Braxton cleared his throat, you had a feeling that he wouldn’t be forgetting who you truly belonged with anytime soon.

Sam finally pulled back, punctuating the kiss with one more short, firm peck. “Be safe, okay?”

“I’ve got you looking out for me. I’ll be fine.”

“You two are disgusting,” Dean butted in.

“We’ve got to get going, Y/N,” Braxton said, urging you to get a move on.

Slipping out of Sam’s arms, you closed your laptop and grabbed a jacket. Braxton started towards the door, but you stopped when Dean called your name.

“You’ve still got a tag.” He grabbed some scissors and cut the tag off of the jacket. Since you were playing the fiancée to a Covington, it made sense that you needed to look the part, so you went shopping a few hours ago to add some more expensive items to your wardrobe. Your other clothes were still at his place, or wherever he moved them after the mountain fiasco.

Before you could step away from Dean after he got rid of the tag, he grabbed your arm and placed a cool metal object in your hand.

“Dude, I’m going to a prison. I’m not going to be able to take a pocket knife with me.”

“You’re not actually going to be in the prison, right? Everything is going to happen before you and Braxton actually go through security.”

“I don’t need a knife. I’ll be fine.”

“Humor me, okay? You might be as uncoordinated as a baby horse, but I think you can handle not accidentally stabbing yourself with this knife if you get in a fight.”

“I’m not going to get in a fight,” you said, closing your fingers around the knife. Oddly enough, just the weight of it seemed to make you feel safer and more confident. “But I’ll take it anyway.”

“Thank you. Now get outta here and save your dad. Complete that five year mission of yours.”

As soon as you and Braxton were in the back of an SUV with a driver you didn’t recognize, you started going over the plan again. This was finally the day. You were getting your dad out of prison. Sure, you couldn’t clear his name, but you would be able to hug him without him being cuffed to a hospital bed. You could work on clearing his name some other time.

Of course, that was assuming today went smoothly and he was able to be smuggled out by Braxton’s people.

And that Braxton let you see him.

And you managed to get your dad away from Braxton’s people.

And nothing went wrong.

“Calm down,” Braxton said, covering your hand with his own. It wasn’t until your fingers were caged in that you realized you’d been tapping them on your thigh anxiously. “It’s going to be fine, Y/N. I promise.”

“You’ve made a lot of promises to me,” you pointed out, not bothering to add that he hadn’t kept most of them.

“You made the same promises to me. But now we’re on the same page. So this one I will keep. I promise you that.”

“So many promises,” you mumbled. You’d promised your dad that you would get him out. Today you would keep that promise, so you had to trust that Braxton would keep his as well. You two were a team. And, for today, you were engaged.

Turning your hand over you threaded your fingers through his. It was a familiar movement, but it felt wrong now. It wasn’t real. It was just an act.

An act that would save your father’s future.

“Alright,” you said after a deep breath, just as the car pulled into the parking lot. There were at least three dozen reporters waiting, and you counted the security guards present. Eleven. That was five more than usual. Good. Hopefully it meant that the extraction team could get Kemuny out of there safely. And hopefully they were already in place, already with your dad, already sneaking through the hallways. Hopefully your camera code worked. Hopefully—

Braxton kissed you, and you was too caught up in your thoughts and worrying to pull away at first.

“Showtime,” he whispered. “We can do this.”

“We can do this,” you repeated, putting a hand on the door handle. Another deep breath later, and you pulled on the handle. “For my dad.”

Part 36 of Avenging Angel

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I hear the door open and close as I scroll through my phone. I sit on the couch, my knees pushed into my chest. Wyatt must have just come home from work. I feel myself smile, realizing that it is my boyfriend of three years.

  "(Y/N)? You home?"

  "In the living room!" He comes into the living room and sits on the couch with me.

  "How was work, Wyatt?"

  "The same old. Shelving books and checking people out with their items."

  "At least you have a job. It's so hard for me to find one."

  "I can take care of the income for us. Unless you really want to get a job."

  "It's sweet of you to say that but I would hate you having to get our only source of income yourself."

  "I am really fine with it. You can do other things to help around our apartment." Wyatt looks over at me and pulls me into him, wrapping his arms around me. I smile and look up at him and nod.

  "Alrighty. You win this time. You know I will bring this up again." Wyatt chuckles and rolls his eyes at me.

  "Yeah, yeah. Hey, you want me to get us something to eat? I can bring it back here."

  "Sure! You know the usual place." Wyatt nods his head and gets back up. Our usual place is normally Panda Express. I get their chow mein and Wyatt will normally get orange chicken and rice.

  I hear Wyatt say 'love you' and head out the door. I get up and head into our bedroom. I lay in the bed and thoughts swirl around my head. The glass mirror glints in my peripheral vision and I look over to it. I notice that when I breathe, my stomach underneath my shirt goes up and down noticeably.

  I get up and head over to the mirror and lift my shirt slightly. I scan my body from my chubby legs to my chubby face. Nothing about me screams skinny. I poke and prod at my stomach fat and sigh. I look down at my feet and tears well up in my eyes.

  Why would Wyatt date me?

 What does he even see in me?

  I'm so fat compared to him.

  I'm just a worthless cow that shouldn't receive love from him.

  Should I lose weight so that I can be better for him?

  He deserves someone better.

  I sit myself on the ground and bury my head into my legs. I weep and cry my heart out. Sitting on the ground for around 5 more minutes, I hear the door open. I stop my crying and head into the bathroom. I turn the sink on and look in the mirror. My eyes are very noticeably red from crying and I cup my hands underneath the faucet. I splash water on my face and I hear knocking on the bathroom door.

  "(Y/N), I'm back. I'll wait for you in the living room."

  I send him an okay back and proceed to splash water on my face until my eyes are mostly back to normal. Hopefully he doesn't suspect anything.

  I venture back into the living room and sit beside him. He has The Walking Dead up on the TV and he waits for me to settle in and starts the show. His gaze slides over to mine and I see him analyzing my eyes. I turn back to the tv and slowly pick up my noodles and a fork and take a small bite of the food. I look back over to see Wyatt perfectly fine and eating his food without a care in the world. I take four more bites until I say I am full even though I am not.

  We finish the episode of The Walking Dead and then it is around ten o'clock at night. We both clean up after ourselves and head to our bedroom. We both change into our pajamas and climb into the bed. I close my eyes thinking that Wyatt doesn't have to ask me anything, but he does.

  "Hey (Y/N)... Why were your eyes puffy and slightly pink earlier?" My eyes open and I feel myself begin to worry. I thought of something quickly and I splutter out,

  "I just saw a video earlier that was really sad."

  "(Y/N)... I know when you are lying. Why were you actually upset?" I sigh.

  "Wyatt... I just- I don't understand why you like me. You deserve someone so much better than me." Wyatt flips me over and stares into my eyes. He seems sullen and puts his forehead on mine.

  "I don't want anyone else. I love you for who you are. I know you deal with weight issues but I see none. I find every inch of you beautiful. It's super cheesy but it's very true."

  Wyatt straddles me and puts his hands on either side of my head.

  "W-Wyatt!" He shushes me and leans down until our faces are only centimeters apart. His eyes gaze into mine. I feel myself shudder from how he is acting.

  "You see... I love your personality and I love your body. The chubbiness suits you and it should only matter how I feel about you. I also saw how you hardly ate anything. Please don't starve yourself." He kisses my lips and then all around my face. His kisses flow down onto my neck and I feel myself holding back a moan.

  "Wyatt..." He nibbles on my (s/c) skin and I know that it will leave a hickey. My hands wrap around to his back and I scratch his back, squeezing his shirt. His hand slides up underneath my shirt and I tense up. I go to grab his hand but his other hand puts my hands above my head.

  "I- I'm not sure we should do this right now!" He rolls his eyes and tells me that it's okay and to relax. He squeezes the chub on my stomach and I gasp. He sticks his wet muscle into my mouth and we fight for dominance. I back off, liking the feeling. His tongue covers every inch of my mouth and I moan in pleasure.

  I gasp yet again when I feel him squeeze my breast. I didn't expect him to get into this mood. When his tongue stops exploring my mouth I ask him,

  "Wyatt, what has gotten into you... You're being really naughty!" He leans down into my ear and whispers,

  "I'm just showing you that you're mine and that I love you. Is that a wrong thing to do?" I shake my head with a blush dancing across my cheeks. He kisses me one more time, very passionately. He gets off of me and lays back down into the bed. He snakes his arms around me and pulls me closer to him. I snuggle into him and sigh in happiness.

  "Thank you Wyatt, I love you."

  "You don't need to thank me... I love you too, love."