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Devotion

Pairing: Egon Spengler x Reader

Warnings: snooping, messy feelings? confusion.

Small A/n~ This is somewhat based off of one of my favorite songs, called devotion by Tirzah. I hope you enjoy reading, if there are any mistakes or if you have any tips on how to make things better pls let me know! This is also a bit (alot) OOC so there's that :/

Thursday afternoon, and the guys were out on a bust, and Y/n was stuck at headquarters, specifically the lab. The things she had been researching left her desk looking a little messy. Y/n often shared the lab with Egon since they were both quiet and kept to themselves. They had a bond that didn't need talking, or being all touchy with each other, just a few looks and that was all understood between the two. Y/n decided to take a break, grabbing her journal and a pen, deciding to write about how her day was going since she hadn't done that quite yet.

Y/n sat at her desk, writing her heart out and minding her business when Janine called her from downstairs. Unsure of what Janine said, she rushed down, accidentally leaving her journal on Egon's desk.

"Yes Janine? What can I help you with?" Y/n asked, stepping off of the steps before walking over to Janine's desk

"So, I would normally go on a bust with the guys if one of them gets hurt badly, but I have too much to organize at the moment and I really need you to go for me, would you please do this for me Y/n? I will pay you back, I promise." Janine pleaded, clasping her hands together as she gave Y/n her puppy eyes. And they always, always worked on Y/n.

"Of course, Janine. Where did the guys say this bust was?" Y/n asked Janine once again, grabbing a pen and paper to write down the address. After Janine had told her the address, Y/n hurried into her suit before rushing over to the location the boys were at.

When she arrived, verything looked a mess and she snuck to where she heard the most commotion. Three ghosts were cornering each one of the boys, Winston being the only one who was free, but even then he was outnumbered, and couldn't do much. None of them had seen Y/n yet, and she sort of took advantage of this. She thought up a small plan as she grabbed her walkie-talkie, hiding behind a wall as she kept an eye on everything.

“Hey guys? Can you hear me?” Y/n asked through through the walkie talkie, the boys looking around to see if they could spot her, and she took that as a yes. “Ok look, Don't reach for your walkie-talkies, otherwise you'll get slimed and we really don't need that. Try to get them to the middle since you guys are sort of in a circle already.I sort of have a trap ready I just need you guys to get them to the middl-”

Her voice was cut off as another ghost came around the corner tossing her to the middle instead, causing her to land on her arm,breaking it.

“Y/N!" The guys yelled out, going to crouch around her as the ghosts 'laughed' and technically floated away. Y/n didn't look at her arm, knowing it would freak her out even more than she is. “Could this job be finished later, I need to go to the hospital. Now.” She said, keeping her voice steady and her eyes closed as she didn't even want to see the panicked faces of the boys.

“Y/n darling, we can get you to the hospital, although two or three of us will need to stay behind, is that alright?” Venkman practically asked, and the girl simply nodded as she wanted to get out of there quickly before any of the ghosts came back.

“Goodluck guys” Y/n said, Egon helping her get into the Ecto 1. He'd have to bring it back once Y/n was safely in the hospital and was casted up.

As Egon rushed Y/n to the hospital, she couldn't help but stare at her very limp arm that seemed like it was going the wrong way, sort of like she lost a game of arm wrestling with a bodybuilder.

“Y/n, Do you have to stare at your arm like it's a foreign object?” Egon grimaced as he glanced at her from the corner of his eye. She simply nodded, still shocked about her broken arm.

{kinda gonna do a time skip cause I don't wanna write all about being in the hospital.}

Once Y/n was situated in the hospital and getting casted up, and Egon had left Ecto-1 back with the others, he sat up in his lab, studying some photos that Y/n was looking at hours before, trying to categorize them. He remembered he didn't have his journal, spotting his journal open but faced down on his desk. He picked it up, confused as to why his journal was open, but he didn't think all too much of it. Egon read over the page it was opened on, the familiar handwriting made him realize it wasn't his.

Part of Egon wanted to pull away, and put the journal away, back on Y/n's desk where it belonged. But he couldn't, his eyes skimming over the page as he reread his name in her journal over and over again.

'Egon..Egon..'

He then began to read everything else in that page, somewhat against his own will, the other part wanting to know what the girl had been writing about him.

~

“I just want your attention; I just want you to listen. I just want to explain things. I'm not looking for reactions, or acceptance. You can come to me with honesty, and tenderness. I want candlelight and romantic notion. I want your hands around me and understanding.

I wish you would come to me with those charms, those eyes, I'll even come to you with all my heart. I won't make it hard for you to see...”

Egon saw the words 'how much I love you' were erased, causing him to bite his lip in nervousness, something he quite rarely did.

“I just want you to be true to me, I need all your attention. Sometimes I think that's all I need... But most of all I want your comfort for me.

Yeah, I want your arms, your kisses, your devotion...”

As Egon finished reading through the page, he sighed softly, having to take it all in. Egon sat by his desk, journal still in hand as he thought, still not believing that someone like Y/n would be interested in someone like him. Quiet, introverted, A geek?.. He thought to himself, remembering all the times that Y/n has brought him his coffee and sweets in the morning, always helping him with experiments or just watching when he didn't need help (which was rare). She was the one who always woke him to get into bed, even convincing him to get more sleep when he'd fall asleep in the lab.

Now what surprised him was how none of the other's noticed, cause He or Y/n were never getting teased. He was happy for that, but he wondered how Y/n was able to make not so obvious. He was thinking too much, placing the girls journal back on her desk before he went to lay in the bed that was in the lab, sleeping throughout the night for once.

The next day, Y/n was back at the firehouse, walking in with Janine, whom Y/n had called once she was okay to go home. She didn't want to worry the boys beforehand. Once Janine and Y/n were on their way from the hospital, Janine asked Y/n all sorts of questions, like what's it like having a broken arm, if they had to do surgery for it, if it was as bad as it looked, things like that. Y/n simply rolled her eyes and laughed. “Nin, all that matters is that I'm alright. Though, no more busts until I'm fully healed.” Those words made Janine shake her head.

“I'm really sorry about that Y/n, I should've gone, I could've finished-”

“Janine, don't worry about it hun, as I said, all that matters is that me and everyone else is alright, including you. Okay?" Y/n said, placing her hand on Janine's thigh, giving her some form of reassurance.

Once they got to headquarters, Y/n rushed inside, quietly though. She snuck up the stairs to the dining area, seeing if anyone was awake and of course, Egon was wide awake, making himself a cup of coffee. That had been something he hadn't done in a while, since Y/n was doing it for him always. He had his back turned to the girl, allowing her to come up and carefully pat his shoulder, trying not to scare him, failing miserably as he jumped slightly, a yelp escaping his lips as he turned to see Y/n who he somehow frightened from his own reaction.

Once he recognized her, he hugged her tightly, slightly lifting her off her feet, happy that she was finally home. “You're home, You're finally home” He mumbled into her shoulder. “Egie. Can't. Breathe.” The girl struggled, finally feeling her feet back on the floor. “Sorry..” Egon murmured, making the girl smile to herself.

“Could we go to the lab? I dont want the others to know you're here yet” Egon said, slightly pulling the girl by her unbroken arm, taking her by surprise. Once they were both in the lab, Egon locked the door, in case anyone tried to come in.

“Egie, Is everything okay?” Y/n asked, sort of sitting on her desk. She had become sort of worried since Egon was now quiet.

“Y-Yeah, I'm Alright. I just wanted to talk to you about something, and I really hope you dont become upset with me or anything... Especially because it was an accident...” The scientist rambled on, stopping as Y/n had stepped up to hold his hand, often doing it when he would ramble on about nonsense. “What is it?” Y/n asked, tilting her head a bit. This little action made Egon clear his throat a bit before he spoke, slightly pushing Y/n against his desk, mainly for her to sit or rest against it. He didn't know how she would react to him reading her journal, her written confessions about him.

“This is a little out of the blue, but... Do you by any chance like me?...” Egon asked, closing his eyes in fear of rejection. “Egie, where is this coming from?”

“Please, just answer me Y/n, I just want to hear the answer” He urged, feeling anxious all of a sudden.

“Yes E, of course I do. But, why this question out of nowhere?” Y/n questioned, her face contorting with confusion. A face that Egon saw everytime an experiment didn't her way, or when she didn't get the results expected. “Please don't be mad, I accidentally read your journal. I confused it for mine, I should have stopped reading it when I realized it was yours. I now know how you feel, and I feel horrible because I invaded your priva-” He was cut off by Y/n placing a small kiss on his cheek.

"E, I'm not upset, I understand. Shit happens. I just wish, this kinda happened under different circumstances y'know?” Y/n said, laughing a bit to herself. She sighed softly as she stood, now almost at eye-level with Spengler.

Egon on the other hand, felt relieved that Y/n wasn't mad at him for reading her journal, still feeling somewhat horrible.

“I might just have to hide that bad boy somewhere” Y/n chuckled to herself, looking down at the closed journal on her desk before back at Egon.

“Now, I know it's always the guy asking this, but dinner? Maybe tomorrow night? If you aren't out busting ghosts?” Y/n asked, being somewhat shy about it. This caught Egon by surprise. Sure he hadn't been on any dates because he was either stood up or the other flat out didn't like him back. Realizing he was taking a bit long to respond, he simply nodded.

“Of course, I'd love that.” Egon said, his voice still somehow stern, like it always was. On the inside, his stomach was doing flips because of how happy he was.

“Y/n, can we stay here, and not do anything today? Maybe even cuddle? if that's what you call it?...” Egon asked after a bit, making Y/n smile and nod. “Sure, I just hope this isn't interrupted at all.” She chuckled softly, pulling Egon to the small bed.

As they both laid in the bed, Egon seemed nervous to touch Y/n, almost as if she was made of glass. “You can hold me y'know... I'm not gonna break... anymore” Y/n whispered into the silence.

“it's just, you really had me scared out there Y/n, I didn't know if anything bad had happened to you in the hospital.. I was so scared”

“I'm sorry Egie, I didn't mean to scare you” Y/n murmured, holding Egon's hand with her free one.

“The good thing is, is that you're okay now, and if you don't mind, after all of this, I can run some experiments on you?” Egon quirked, causing Y/n to laugh quietly as he pulled her in closer.

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(A/N)I'm finished writing this!!! I really didn't know how to end this but I did it. After so long, I finally wrote something, I feel proud of. And first writings aren't always the best but that means that there's room to improve on it all!

I hope you all enjoyed this, I know I did. And yes this is very very long, with my imagination, it would've been much longer but I managed to keep it as long as it is. Thanks for reading my darlings!

“Mamma Mia, He’s Italiano”

A ZeRoyalChaos Short Fanfic

Once he saw Anthony, his best friend- the guy that’ll end up being the death of him; his plan flew right out the window, the second Mr. Chaos came into view. He has been dreading this day, but Tom said if he didn’t confess, he would. How could Steven, the science, multilingual nerd tell Chilled? THE Chilled? He is tall, he has the most penetrating gaze with those big, almost crazily fascinating brown spheres that can make Ze just want to stop and find out what made them have such an effect on him. The way his lips curl up and separate to show off those teeth, the way he tries to hold back his laughter so it won’t give him away. No wonder he has called himself “Chilled Chaos,” he’ll make you want to trust him, just so he could betray you. “Hey, Ze.” the Italian said as he made his way over to the short Canadian who just couldn’t hide the smile that immediately graced his features whenever the two talked, despite the harsh nerves. “Salute, Monsieur Chilled.” “Okay, okay! Ze “I-Learned-French-in-High-School” Viking, way to rub it in.” They both start to laugh, “One day, Chilled, you will one day learn Italian.” Steven let the words just flow out of his mouth, wondering if he could actually tell the man what he has too. “I will! Anyway, what is it that you needed to tell me? Make it quick, it is Friday, I have to make it home.” “Why? Just so you could play games and sleep all weekend?” “NO!” Two green, emerald eyes bore into the nervous, brown ones, he gave in. “Yes.., but I will do work also!” Steven sighs, regaining his companion’s attention, “Anthony,” he starts. He didn’t need his sense of sight to know that Anthony was taken back by the usage of his name. They all called each other by their nicknames because, in their friend group, there are two Anthonys and two Stevens. Chilled became hyperaware of the sincerity and seriousness of the situation, he mumbles, almost to himself, “Steven..?” Ze heard him but didn’t reply, he only opened his eyes, grass meets the soil, the dirt, once again. He hopes his eyes conveyed his words but he isn’t hopeful. He shut off his brain and let his heart take control. “I…,” he starts, anxiety turning into determination. “We have been friends for years, best even.” He went on explaining every little detail that just helped him fall even more in love with the older man. He rambled on and on. He finally decides that he wasn’t going to stop any time soon, he stopped himself short; or “short.” In the middle of his explanation, to stare lovingly at the ground, he made himself look back towards the eyes that were once filled with excitement. He didn’t seem too happy or anything; he was confused. For poor Steven, he mistook that confusion for him not returning his feelings. He quickly left, trying to be easy on his joints for his royal disease. The only thing that was running in Anthony’s mind was,

“Was he speaking Italian?”

When he finds out you’re being bullied.

⨽ summary:  you had always experienced bullying, but never bothered telling your boyfriend, but when happens when finds out.

⨽ pairing: jungkook x reader

⨽ genre: tiny bit of fluff idk / angst / mafia!au

⨽ warnings: strong language, mafia boyfriend jungkook, quiet / outcast reader, that one annoying bitch in a typical highschool movie, might be grammar / spelling errors

⨽ word count: 1,135

⨽ a/n: this is my first post, if you check my blog you’ll notice how my other fics   have a different writing style. i took a break and found out my style, which is completely different from the one i had here.

⨽p.s: i wrote this a while ago only uploaded it online recently that’s why it’s hella cringy... 

“Oh my gosh, he’s so handsome.” “If he wasn’t so scary, I would’ve tried to seduce him.” “Too late rumour has it he has a girlfriend, lucky bitch.” “What really!? Noooo~” 

There they go again, talking about Jeon Jungkook, the famous mafia boss, the same Jungkook who happened to be your boyfriend. No one knew you two were actually dating. You were the one who asked to keep it a secret anyway, not wanting to be part of the drama. Jungkook was okay with it as he said it’d be safer for you regardless. 

You sighed and closed your locker. Hoping that the day of your graduation would come sooner so you could escape from this hell hole.” Hello y/n!” a voice said, and you turned to see Kang Eunji. Eunji has always been that one bitch who thought she ruled the world. She was the most popular in the school. Who, for some reason, liked to pick on you even though you never did anything to her.

“What is it now, Eunji?” you asked, wanting to get this conversation over with. You would’ve ignored her, but she just wouldn’t shut up until you gave her the attention she sought. “I just wanted to come to say hello to my dear friend,” she said, and you tsked and rolled your eyes before turning around. 

“There you said Hello, now I’ll be going to class now,” you said and began to walk to class when one of her minions pulled you back. “Wait there, we have questions to ask you,” Eunji said, and you groaned, turning to her again. “Tell us why you have a picture of Mr. Jeon as your lock screen? Do you have some kind of crush on him?” she asked and pulled your phone out of your back pocket, turning it on. 

“Tsk, poor little y/n thinks Mr. Jeon will actually like her! Pathetic. Look, get rid of your stupid crush, okay? No one should date an ugly little piece of shit like you.” she spat and slapped you. “I know you have met him before, but that shouldn’t mean anything.” suddenly, your phone rang, and Eunji looked at the contact name. 

“Kookie?” her brows furrowed, and she picked up the call and put it on speaker. “Hi, Baby!” the sound of your boyfriend’s voice filled the halls. By now, everyone was curious. 

“Baby? y/n has a boyfriend? Who would date someone like you?” Eunji said. You had nothing to say. You just stared at the floor, Jungkook could hear everything, and he was bound to ask you about it at home. 

“I’m coming.” that was the last thing Jungkook said before cutting the call. 

“Oh look, your boyfriend is coming to save you, weak ass. This is so amusing. I actually wanna see who would date you.” she said and threw your phone back to you. “See you later bitch.” she walked away, and the halls began to erupt in whispers.

“Someone actually likes y/n?’ “How can she have a boyfriend, and I don’t!” “So do I have to be a nerd to get a boyfriend now?” 

You put your phone in your bag and walked to class, ignoring the comments people made about you.

             ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lunch had arrived, and by now, everyone was well aware of your relationship status. You sat at your usual spot, eating the lunch you prepared. You felt a vibration in your pocket and pulled out your phone to see a text from Jungkook.

Kookie:

I’ll be there in 5.

You sighed and turned off your phone, placing back beside you. “So y/n... when is your boyfriend gonna come?” Eunji asked, and you rolled eyes. “In 5 minutes,” you said, not bothering to look at her and took a bite of your sandwich.

“ 5 minutes, huh, well then everyone needs to know,” she said and suddenly yelled out. “Everyone~ y/n’s boyfriend is gonna be here in 5!” she said, and you groaned. They were making this a big deal for nothing, and it annoyed you so much. 

Whispers began to erupt in that cafeteria, and you looked at your food. Why, why.... thought to yourself. You kind of fear for them as they had no idea who your boyfriend actually was. You also no idea what Jungkook was going to do when he got here.

You also realized that this could be when your relationship gets revealed, heck. You never thought It’d be in a situation like this. Suddenly the cafeteria doors swung open, and everyone turned to see who arrived. You saw familiar faces.

Huh? I thought Jungkook was the only one who was supposed to come. You thought. In fact, all of the leading members were here.

“Oh my gosh, look, BTS are here. They’re way more handsome in person.” “Why are they here?” “Look, it’s Mr. Jeon, but he seems furious. Gosh, that’s so sexy, though.” 

You hid your face, not wanting them to notice you, but they were in a mafia after all, so it was useless. You peeked out over your hand to see Jungkook standing in front of you with his precious bunny smile. 

“So do wanna stop hiding from your boyfriend or no?” he asked, and you turned red. “I came all the way here to see my girlfriend, but she hides from me instead,” he said, and you looked away. 

“S-sorry, Kookie.” every student watched in shock. Eunji watch from her table in pure jealousy. “Not enough. Give me a kiss,” he said, and your eyes widened. “B-but.” he cut you off. “Please?” he asked, and you sighed before nodding and removed your hands from your face.

You leaned and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “T-there,” you said and looked away.  “Thank you,” he said. He leaned over and whispered in your ear. “So who’s the girl who answered the phone, hm?” he asked, and you pointed at Eunji, who smiled and waved. Jungkook looked back at you and smiled. 

“Tae, Jimin, take her to the car. I have some unfinished business to attend to,” he said. You packed your things and walked out with Taehyung and Jimin.

A sudden gunshot was heard. Everyone screamed and ducked down.”Yoongi...” Jungkook looked at his Hyung, who shrugged. The bullet had just missed Eunji’s head. “Look here bitch, if I hear anything about you doing anything to y/n, we’re going to have issues that goes to all of you. Next time the bullet won’t miss you.”

Jungkook walked out. “ Damn, if only I had the duality of Jeon Jungkook,” Seokjin said, and Namjoon slapped his head. “You do. Stop lying to yourself.” “Idiots, I work with a bunch of idiots,” Yoongi said, following with Jungkook.

“Hey, wait for us!” Hoseok said and dragged Seokjin and Namjoon out with him.

jj always knew he had a thing for milfs even if they where only a few years older than him.

inspiration: @princessbrunette

the moment jj had laid eyes on you he knew he had to have you. so he had brought it up to his friends one night at the chateau.

“you guys know who this is?” jj asks as he shows an instagram to the group off his phone “uhh jj” pope starts “what” “you know shes like 20 right?” jj’s jaw dropped, but then he perks up again “so whatttt its like a 2-3 year age gap who cares”everyone started laughing.

“bro” jj says slumping in his chair and says after he thought about it again. “jj ur 17 just wait a few months and you’ll be legal” John B says shrugging. Kiera smacks his arm “ow what the hell kie” “you shouldn’t be encouraging this” Pope sighs and lays down on the coach “can we figure out jj’s milf problems in the morning or something?” everyone looks at jj and he’s knocked the fuck out

In the morning, jj wakes up last. he wakes up to pope talking about who he’s dropping groceries off to this morning. jj’s ears perk up when he hears your name. “your dropping off groceries too her and didnt tell me?” “im so coming” popes face drops

“no your so not” John B, Kiera, and Sarah all look at each other and Sarah says “theres no stopping him now Pope, hes going” Sarah says and the three of them laugh

jj slaps popes shoulder and turns him around with his arm slung around his shoulder “thanks buddy” jj does a hop and a skip out the chateau and pope following him out the door

when they get to heywards jj spots something he would be able to spot anywhere, you and your 4 year old that looks just like you. jj keeps walking “jj.. jj what are you doing?!” pope whisper yells at jj but cant stop him as he’s already speaking to you.

“hello ma’am” jj says as he makes his way toward you as he picks up your bags for you. Heyward makes a face but leaves it as you swipe your card and take it back quickly and u pick up your child and catch up with thing VERY hot man who you knew to be as jj maybank.

“hey! jj right?” you ask jj stops in his tracks “you know who i am?” he asks “of course i know you silly! we went to the same school for like our whole lives until, well you know” gesturing down at the 4 year old on your hip. “oh yeah sucks you had to drop out, i wish though” he says

“wasnt really my plan but i wouldnt trade her for the world” you say, when you look up you see your small house just off the beach on the cut. “well this is my stop, thanks for bringing my groceries back i really appreciate it.” jj smiles, “you do know they offer to being the bags to you right?” “yeah i know, i got tripped off my someone that youd be there though” you say smiling.

you walk up onto your porch and notice how jj stops. “well? are you coming?” you ask turning around to smile at him and wave him on into your small house.

“guys!” jj yells coming into the chateau slamming the door open and shut excitedly. “i got a date!” pope laughs “you? with her? your joking right?” “yeah jj, does she know your going to turn 18 in two months and you arent 18?” kiera asks

“ill just have to wait then” jj says “you’ve got to tell her.” “ i will i will, the date is tomorrow night ill tell her then.”

your house wasn’t far from the chateau so, jj walked. on his way he made a stop fir some flowers. when he got there he took a deep breath outside of her door and knocked. on the inside he heard little feet tapping towards the door quickly he saw the knob turning but never all the way but at some point it does all the way and he spots a little girl, your little girl. she looks just like you.

when your girl opens the door jj takes one of the bigger flowers out of the bunch and gives her one. she takes it with her clammy hands and says “thank you!!” in her cute high pitched voice and runs off the show her mom.

you walk over to where they are and invite him inside and he gives you the flowers “they are beautiful thank you” you say walking to the kitchen to get a vase to put them in. “hey just so we dont go anywhere you dont want to, im not 18 just yet” he pauses to take a breath and u look at him nodding.

“im turning 18 in like 2 months and i just wanted you to know.” “thats okay, i just turned 20. its not legal just yet and we can wait.” “really?” jj asks “yeah of course” “well if we can, can we continue this date?”

at the end of the night, you guys just kissed goodnight as, he wasn’t legal yet. but when he did turn 18, you guys made it offical and did more than just kiss goodnight.

Blood On Mirrors

(A 13th Reality Short)

Hello Dear Readers, I hope you like this first attempt on posting one of my short stories.

Warning: Contains Violence and Gore.

It was a soft night, filled with stormy clouds that covered the night sky and extinguished the light of the stars. The New Moon and stars would never shine tonight. This had to be yet the darkest night on September 29th. The wind picked up, and red leaves were gently blown out of the trees, carried away softly in the rumbling and still growling storm.

With a few drops, the rain started to fall, gently trickling and wetting the window glass panels of the house as Clarisse looked out at the rain finally starting to pour down. It was going to be a downpour in a few, of that she was sure.

"Yeesh. Good thing we came earlier and got to enjoy outside while it lasted. Not sure if we'd be up to do anything if we waited until dark," spoke a female voice behind.

Clarisse smiled at her friend's confirmation as she turned and looked at her group of 5 girl friends and her little sister, all about her age and all in high school close to graduating, with the exception of her sister who was still in the 9th grade in middle school. This was going to be a fun night, she thought. She loved autumn.

Clarisse could never ask for more from this season's year than a nice chilly weather with beautiful falling red leaves and a cozy warm house. A time of the year where she could just sit and relax and enjoy the view while drinking her warm chocolate. And what's better than not only enjoying a chilly weather in a warm cozy place than a night with your friends? A Girl's only night, that's for sure.

"Do you think the pizza delivery will make it in time?" Spoke Jannice as she sipped on her glass of cold cola.

"I bet they will arrive all soaking wet for when the storm actually picks up," hyped up Hannah with a giggle as she braided her own long smooth blonde hair.

"Eh, I just hope our pizzas don't get soaked," sighed Ingrid as she just laid there bored. "Man, I wish we could have a bond fire outside. Waiting inside is boring," she commented while trying to readjust her curly brown hair.

Clarisse looked at Ingrid. "Yeah, but with how the wind is picking up outside, we'd not only get wet but also our fire would go out, you doofus. Besides, what are WE supposed to do outside when it is almost pitch black in the backyard?"

"Idk girl, tell stories? Play cards, anything? You know how much I love the outside air," Ingrid scoffed a bit as she turned from lying on her back to lying on her belly.

"Hey, did you guys listen to the new album Mr. Gol'D released?" Piped up Patricia in interruption as she bounced excitedly.

"That guy? You mean that very flamboyant singer," responded Clarisse's little sister, Rebecca, as she sipped on her mug of hot caramel chocolate.

"Yup!! The one and only!" Replied Patricia.

The other girls all looked at each other and expressed their opinions about how they didn't have time to get a good listen to the music but had to guess it could be good.

"Oh my god!! You guys really should give it a try when you get the chance. It's so good!!" Patricia kept talking.

Rebecca, a little annoyed with the rant about this celebrity, "What's the big deal of him anyway? He's just a celebrity. I don't see how you guys even drool over him," she shrugged, unamused.

"What?! Pssh! Are you kidding?! Heeelloooo??? Have you seen how HOT that guy is?! Plus he is an AMAZING SINGER!!!" Ash scoffed in bafflement.

"Yeah.. but unfortunately who cares?" Asked Rebecca.

Clarisse chuckled, "probably your mother-" she joked.

"Hardy har har. Also, Sis, you forgot that WE SHARE THE SAME MOTHER, IDIOT. The yo mama jokes won't even work," Rebecca said snarkily.

Clarisse shut her mouth, her face flushed in embarrassment as her joke backfired really hard.

All the other girls chuckled and got to enjoy chatting about all sorts of things, from games to food opinions, to about school and even about the boys in the class. It Wasn't long until the rain picked up and eventually so did the ding dong sound of the doorbell.

"Oh! That must be our pizza!" Clarisse spoke as she got up, and the girls seemed to get excited by the minute.

She got up and headed to the front door of the house and opened it, debit card in hand.

She immediately was greeted by a young-looking man in a red uniform holding 2 pizza boxes. "Hey, is this Clarisse Mayforth's house? The order's for pepperoni and Hawaiian?" He spoke up.

Clarisse felt her face grow red as she spoke in a slightly smaller voice. "The one and only. Thanks for the delivery," she said as she took the pizza boxes from him and handed out the debit card.

The man quickly swiped the debit card on the machine and handed it to her. "Alright, that will be $56.30. Go ahead and put in the password," he spoke as he tried to shield himself from the rain.

Clarisse gently pressed the buttons and eventually started paying up for the pizza delivery.

"Alright ma'am, have a nice meal," he spoke as he started to head out and take the ride on the now wet motorcycle.

Clarisse waved with a small, dumb smile on her face as she headed back to the other girls with the pizzas.

"Guuuuurl, you're looking awfully blushy there," teased Ingrid as she chuckled.

"So who was it? Was he a cute guy?" Asked Ash with peek interest as all the girls wooed and awed at Clarisse blushing, Rebecca only quickly taking the pizza slice the moment the pizza boxes were settled down.

"H-he was very cute, yeah.. But I forgot to ask his name," she said shamefully.

"Awww, that's too bad," Patricia said. "Maybe next time you ask him," she comforted her friend.

All the other girls nodded in agreement and got to enjoy a nice pizza dinner as they drank and talked together. They chatted and played card and board games for a few hours, but it didn't take long for them to start talking about spooky horror stories and even urban legends.

"Have you guys heard of that one legend of the Lady in the red dress?" Spoke Hannah.

The girls and Clarisse looked at Hannah in curiosity.

"So, rumors say that on full moon nights that are the most misty, you'd hear the gentle sound of a violin accompanied by soft melodic opera singing at exactly midnight. People say that the people who hear her singing will become entranced by her singing and will go after her to join in the duet...only to vanish within the mist." Hannah kept telling the urban legend as she saw how intrigued the girls were. "Stories say that she is the ghost of a singer who once drowned on a misty night, and she is singing, trying to find her loved one, that she left in life and hopes he'd soon come for her and join her in the misty grave," she concluded.

"That's really depressing. Dying a horrible death and wandering around aimlessly trying to find your loved one so he can be with you at last..." Jannice stated. Hannah and Rebecca both nodded.

"Well girls, have you all heard of the bath game?" Asked Patricia as she glanced at the group.

Clarisse perked up. "Wait, isn't this one about summoning a spirit or demon by washing your hair and speaking its name and telling it to rise 3 or 5 times?" She said in a dreadful tone.

Patricia nodded. "I did the bath game!" She confidently claimed.

The girls awed and stared at her. "How was it?!" Asked Ash, oozing with excitement to just know. She wanted all the details; Clarisse couldn't blame her. She was the horror girl for a reason.

"Nothing really happened, except I almost got a heart attack by almost slipping on the dropped soap. Now THAT was scarier, I could've died if I had slammed my head on the edge of the sink." Patricia explained as she visibly shuddered.

"Hah, I knew it! I knew that game was a hoax!" Exclaimed Clarisse, and everyone looked at her with 'seriously?' looks.

"What? Everyone makes such a big deal out of these silly games as if the spirits were real and were going to haunt you. I'm telling you, they are nothing but stupid challenges to scare your scaredy-cat friends..." noticing Jannice's glare, "No offense, Jannice."

"Sigh, none taken," Jannice said as she shook her head.

"Oh, come on, don't be a party pooper! What's a little fun if you just believe them for the time being?" Asked Hannah.

"Ugh, it is silly, I admit, but I can't deny it is fun to see the look on your faces when you think the place is haunted." Clarisse grinned.

"So what? You're not scared of ghosts?" Hannah asked, "Sounds lame," she added.

"To be honest, I'm more scared of serial killers or possible robbers. Genuinely vile people are scarier than ghouls and monsters from legends... after all, they're very much more real than those we talk about to be scared on Halloween nights," Clarisse reasoned, "And besides, I have to be fair, even if ghosts are real, what else can they do to you? Not like they can harm you or anything if they're dead already." She mentioned.

"Yeah, but I've heard stories of demons being able to possess and do some really spooky stuff. Like some real down bad shiii-" Ash quickly trailed as Clarisse glared, "I mean some real down bad nasty things."

Clarisse put away her glare as she had to be the girls' filter when it came to cussing around her little sister. Ash being the sailor mouth of the most made the task more annoying.

"I think I have a game we might be able to play since we're talking about horror ones," commented Ingrid as she looked at her phone. It was about 11:00 hours. it wouldn't be long until midnight.

"Wuzzup?" says Ash, her ears already perking as she grinned excitedly, not wasting the opportunity to jump into the game. Rebecca had perked up from her phone as her curiosity had drawn her to listen closely.

"Why don't you guys try the Bloody Mary Ritual? It'd be a fun scare, especially if the light goes out in the storm and scares the c-r-a-p out of us," Ingrid suggested.

"Huh, now that you mention it, it'd be fun, yes, but isn't there like.. specific requirements for the ritual?" asked Patricia as she sipped on her drink.

Clarisse could only stare at her friends with a 'seriously?' then look at the already starting to get nervous Jannice with a 'can you believe these people?' stare, which Jannice shook her head. Clarisse knew that Jannice was the one who hated horror the most; she would do anything to avoid being involved in any sort of games.

"Yeah, I mean.. there are a lot of versions of the ritual, but I know the one that would match perfectly for this weather," Ash grinned as she got up. "So who's with me!?"

Hannah and Patricia excitedly got up and joined Ash; Rebecca looked at the girls then at her sister and thought, wouldn't hurt to try; the worst could just be a prank. She smiled as she put her phone in her pocket and approached, "I'm in!!" Rebecca affirmed.

"Alright, first step we need is 3 candles and one match. Clarisse and Rebecca, the house is yours so go fetch them, and let's use the master bedroom's bathroom for this, oh and Ingrid? please keep Jannice some company please." Ash guided as the two sisters went to the cabinets and started to pick the candles. Ingrid could only sigh, sad she wouldn't be able to participate and see but shew knew Jannice would not want to be alone.

"Remember, we need one of them to be a big thick candle while two have to be small," Ash instructed as she observed.

Clarisse nodded as she changed to different candles. "Are these good enough?" She asked.

"Perfect!" Ash beamed. "Now let's go!" She led the way to the master's bedroom with the girls behind her.

"Alright, step one ready, done," Ash exclaimed, but upon noticing the confusion on the girls' faces, she coughed her throat and inhaled, "This version of the ritual has to be done at night, more specifically a NEW MOON night and preferably with weather that should cover the stars so it is as dark as possible. Which we already have something like that tonight," she explained.

"Ooohhhhh" reacted the others.

"Alright, step 2, close the blinds in the bedroom; we don't want the storm flashing lights to interrupt. We want this as dark as possible," Ash explained as Hannah moved to close the blinds.

"Step 3, let's fill the bathtub and sink with water. Make sure the drain holes are plugged," Ash instructed as she got into the bathroom, turning on the lights so they could see and started plugging both the sink and bathtub.

Patricia turned on the sink and let it run and fill with water; she started to turn on the faucet too, filling the bathtub with water. "Remember, we want the water hot. So make sure it is the hot one you turned on. We need steam," she instructed excitedly.

Patricia nodded and was making sure the steam was coming from the water. The girls all went through step by step... making sure it was dark, so they closed the master bedroom's door so the rest of the house's light coming from the living room and hallway wouldn't disrupt their game, closing the blinds as well to prevent any light from outside streets or the storm from shining through, leaving only the bathroom with running water to flow and fill the sink completely with cold water and the bathtub halfway with hot steamy water.

"Alright, that's enough. Now light the smaller candles and place them on top of the sink in front of the mirror," Ash instructed as she watched the girls use the matches and light two of the smaller candles and place them in front of the mirror and on top of the sink. "Perfect," beamed Ash.

"Ok, now what?" Asked Rebecca. This isn't what she expected.

Clarisse thought all of these steps were a bit silly for just summoning a ghost in the mirror that wouldn't even show up.

Ash took a small paper and gently slid it on her finger quickly, causing her finger to form a small droplet of blood.

"Whoa, girl, are you sure this is necessary?" Asked Clarisse as Ash started to squeeze her finger so the blood would be big enough to drop off her finger. Once it did, it simply dripped into the almost overflowing sink. "Yup. Just one drop is fine. I'm fully aware it will sting a lot in the early morning," Ash hissed a bit before looking at the mirror and holding the big main candle.

"Alright, last step. We'll turn off the lights and be engulfed in the dark and then turn on the last candle... and the usual thing with the Bloody Mary ritual we all are familiar with. Speak her name 5 times, and we should wait. It should be close to midnight, so we need to do this," Ash spoke as everyone else nodded.

Clarisse turned off the lights and lit up the match, lighting up the last candle which was still being held by Ash.

Ash grinned as the girls all looked at the reflection of themselves in the bathroom mirror. The room and night were as dark as it gets, the only dim light illuminating just enough to prevent them from tripping in the dark were the 3 candles held by the girls, their flames gently flickering and the wax melting softly.

"Bloody Mary," started chanting the girls in unison, their different pitched voices all in sync like a hymn.

"Bloody Mary... Bloody Mary... Bloody Mary," chanted the girls, repeating the name over and over, Hannah and Ash speaking with bated breaths to the silent suspense.

Clarisse would only roll her eyes occasionally at how very into it her friends and her little sister were.

A crack of thunder growled outside like an angry god before a loud clap of lightning was heard, making the girls all jump before breaking into nervous laughter and teasing each other. Clarisse had to admit that scare really caught her off guard and was pretty good.

They all sighed and inhaled sharply before looking back at the mirror and saying "Bloody Mary."

Then Ash waited for a moment and looked at the clock. Midnight, perfect. Right on time for the last call. She beamed before inhaling and blowing out the 2 candles, snuffing out more of the light except the main one.

"So... what now?" Asked Rebecca, expecting everything to be so silent except for their own breathing, voices, and heartbeats being heard.

Ash grinned as she turned to the girls. "Now we wait for a minute. If she doesn't show up, then oh well, it was fun doing that!" She explained.

All the other girls looked confused, but they sort of just waited... seconds turned to a minute... then a minute turned into 2... then 2 minutes turned into 3...

"Agh, this is boring," said Rebecca. "Well, that was worth the shot. That lightning was definitely unexpected," she expressed as Rebecca used her phone and tried to make her way to the light switch.

Clarisse sighed disappointedly. Just as she was about to get into the mood of things, it all flopped into disappointment.

Ash shrugged as Hannah and Patricia watched the youngest go for the light switch.

Click? Click click click? was the sound of the light switch being moved and clicked around, but no light followed.

"Huh, weird, it won't turn on," Rebecca expressed her confusion.

"Maybe our power went out after that lightning," theorized Clarisse. "Good thing we have an emergency generator to get it back and running when storms like this do that," she said confidently as she headed out of the bathroom, using her phone's light to head to the master's bedroom.

Clarisse walked to the door and tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge. She started to get more forceful with the door, but it was firmly shut and locked.

"What the? Did any of you girls lock the bedroom door?" Clarisse asked with an annoyed voice. "Because like... really? Locking the door was the best you could come up with for a prank? Pretty tasteless if I have to say so myself."

Rebecca peeked out and looked at her sister. "What are you talking about? You were the one to close the bedroom door," Rebecca replied, confused about what her sister was on about.

"Yeah, and none of us have the key to the bedroom. This is your house, bruh," replied Patricia as she came over and tried her luck with the door, but nothing.

Ash opened her mouth to speak but noticed with each breath she took, a fine mist would gently trail away as if the room had gotten colder and colder and colder... The hairs on her back bristled as her skin became gooseflesh.

"G-guys? Did you notice this room and the bathroom are getting colder?" Ash stammered, not wanting to believe it was really happening. It had to be fear making her experience things.

Clarisse looked at Ash then exhaled to see, only for her eyes to grow wide as she could see the fine mist of hot breath against cold air shine in her phone's light. This can't be real... they have to be pulling her leg with the thermostat, Clarisse reasoned with herself.

All the girls immediately turned silent as the smell of copper and rusted iron filled the air, and the sound of the bathtub's faucet starting to run caused the silence to be broken and pregnant with dread.

"I-I'll turn it off," stammered Hannah as she quickly headed back to the room.

Clarisse nodded as she followed Hannah with her phone's light to illuminate the bath. Ash was not too far behind, still carrying the very much still lit candle.

As the gang went into the bathroom, they found the source of the smell... somehow, the water in the bathtub had turned into a very vivid and deep scarlet, almost an even deeper maroon... of blood. And the faucet? Blood flowed out like a river, gently filling the tub even more with blood. The girls gasped, and Hannah immediately ran out as the pungent smell of blood was staggering in the air.

Hannah could only gag as the smell of blood overwhelmed her nose, which hated the scent of gore. She felt like she was ready to puke.

Clarisse quickly leaned in and turned off the faucet, her hands trembling as her breath shook, trying to recover herself only to catch something on the corner of her eye and instantly turning around and shining her light. If her skin couldn't get any paler and her eyes wider... she never imagined that this would be the thing that proved that it could get worse.

The bathroom mirror was pitch black and did not give much visible reflection of Clarisse and her friend Ash. Instead, it looked like an endless pitch dark sky with a few twinkling shines that looked like faded stars... Aside from that, what flowed out from the black mirror was a deep viscous crimson red liquid that flowed out from the mirror as if the mirror was leaking the liquid itself.

It flowed and stained the tiles and sink and even the water in the sink. The mirror bled, and it wouldn't stop.

Clarisse held her breath as she couldn't believe her eyes, and yet she couldn't deny the reality as Ash gasped in shock at the mirror and stood back.

"M-Mary actually is here," Ash muttered, her voice barely being a whisper. She took a few steps back, not wanting to be in the bathroom anymore and just wanting to get out of there.

Clarisse started to see the image of a pale figure emerge from the black mirror, covered in hair as black as night and the head wearing a big full crown made out of thorny branches... Blood gently flowed out and dripped from the wet soaked hair and stained the flawless pale skin... as if it had come out from swimming in blood... the hair simply covering its eyes and barely leaving any visibility to see one's true face.

Clarisse screamed the moment the figure started to push itself out of the mirror, the mirror having tension break and ripple as if it were merely made out of water or any thick liquid... its crowned head gently pushing out of the mirror and its very long and soaked, wet in blood hair flopping out, as it slowly but surely started to crawl out of the mirror, like a clumsy and living corpse.

Clarisse bolted out of the bathroom and started to bang on the door, screaming heavily in an attempt to get the attention of Ingrid or maybe Jannice to help them get out of the room. Rebecca actually started to tear up as she saw her big sister panicking worse than a little kid scared of the boogeyman.

Hannah backed to the door and tried to help Clarisse open it. To no avail, it wouldn't give in.

Ash was frozen as her hand trembled and her tears flowed out as the candle gave just enough light for her eyes to spot a bit of movement coming from the bathroom.

Patricia was hugging Rebecca as well, feeling frozen like a deer before headlights.

All girls quietly whimpered as they went silent once they heard a pained moaning sound... all 5 girls in the room dreaded at the sound of the 6th unwanted visitor.

Mary's voice was like that of an injured animal, pained and lonely and laced with nearing death. Mary moaned and whimpered and silently let her small cries that sounded like a lull, a hymn of death. It limped its way out of the bathroom, with its hip moving as if the hip bone was dislocated. The very long black hair stained in deep maroon crimson blood dragged on the floor behind like a cape soaking wet from the rain.

Two of the girls started to scream in panic at the sight of Bloody Mary herself, while three of them just froze, unable to get their flight or fight response.

Mary had a beautiful flawless pale white skin that was unnatural, almost porcelain-like, her long shaggy yet slick and smooth wet black hair draped back but had two long thick strands that covered her inhuman busty chest, leaving streaks of blood staining her flawless features that would remove her from being human. She almost looked like a mannequin due to the lack of features that would make skin or natural flaws, not even a belly button was seen from her naked glistening body that shined a bit under the pale light of the lit candle.

Mary slowly lifted her head and revealed her plump lips that spread apart forming a wide shy smile... the smile was unnaturally wide, filled with very sharp needle-like teeth that also glinted in the dim light, the hair still covering most of the eyes.

Mary limped towards the girls in an unnatural movement as her moaning and whimpering and crying kept echoing despite her mouth forming a mockery of a smile.

Hannah decided right there and then she'd not die here, and proceeded to run across the room, straight to the window, quickly opening it and self-defenestrating in hopes to get away from that thing.

"No!!!" screamed Clarisse as she held out her hand to Hannah, unable to stop her friend in time... the sounds of the howling winds outside flapping the curtains and pouring down rain could only mask so much the heavy thud and the faint crack outside.

Mary was now mere centimeters away from Ash, Rebecca, and Patricia as she hissed and blew out the candle.

Everything went completely dark except for the few flashing lights of lightning outside. The first to scream bloody murder was Ash as she struggled. The second to scream was Patricia who fought tooth and nail to get Mary off of her, but alas... Mary's inhuman screeches filled the room as then both Clarisse and Rebecca screamed and were quickly silenced... The night went on quietly. Meanwhile.. Ingrid and Jannice both looked at each other once they heard a loud thud and a crash followed by glass shattering coming from the backyard, and weird noises coming from the master's bedroom upstairs. Ingrid thought the girls were pranking Clarisse, but to hear glass breaking while she is here keeping the scared one company, now that was a real concern.

Ingrid nodded to her friend Jannice, as both paused the movie that they barely started, and got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen then to the back door of the house, turning on the lights as they did so. The rain was quite heavy but nothing like turning on the porch's light would do.

Both girls froze looking at the window as they saw Hannah's body laying completely still as her spine was bent awkwardly on the frame of the glass table that once rested outside now remaining shattered and its glass shards piercing her skin in different places.

Jannice quickly went outside to the porch, screaming Hannah's name trying to get any sign of life, but nothing would do and the freezing rain was now soaking her sleepwear and skin.

"I-I'm calling for help!" spoke out loud Ingrid as she rushed to the phone and started to dial 911.

Jannice only looked at her still motionless friend and looked up at the window to where she jumped from. Hannah never came across as someone who would jump a window for no reason, unless... oh god. Jannice feared the worst and quickly hurried back inside the house, and speed-walked her way to the stairs, as she left wet footprints onto the floor as she was still wet from the rain.

Upon ascending the stairs... Jannice would find the master's bedroom door open but the lights out, and a heavy scent of blood coming out from there. She whimpered as she quietly muttered "I-Ingrid..?"

Ingrid was busy talking to the telephone her voice still being heard "Please come as fast as possible and bring an ambulance!!! Our friends really need help right now" she barked at the phone.

"Of course ma'am, we'll be here in 8 minutes. Stay right where you areEEEK!" the telephone distorted the sound as the voice was cut off and Ingrid peeled her head away and noticed the telephone leaking blood from inside. She gasped but then heard her friend Jannice speak out "I-Ingrid..?"

Ingrid turned to look at the guest bathroom in which Jannice was calling out, but it was so dark she couldn't make out the silhouette of her friend. "J-Jannice?" asked Ingrid as her flesh turned to goosebumps.

"I-Ingrid..?" The voice spoke out in the exact same tone as the smell of rusted iron reached in and hit Ingrid's nostrils.

"Agh!! What is that smell?!?" She covered her nose and gagged at the stench.

Then suddenly, someone from behind her grabbed her arm causing Ingrid to jump and yelp as she turned around she saw Jannice who didn't even come from the bathroom holding her hand "w-we need to get out of here now," Jannice spoke as she was as pale as snow and her colors drained from fear, tears also trickled down her cheeks as her mouth quivered.

"J-Jannice what is going on?" Ingrid asked.

"I-idk but.. we have to wait outside. I-i'm not looking back in the room again." Jannice urged as she pulled her friend along.

Ingrid couldn't tell what Jannice was on about but judging by her voice, something serious was going on. Both went outside at the porch and stood there in the heavy rain, too scared to go back inside.

Ingrid couldn't stop but to think, if Jannice came from the living room.. then... who was it that was in the Guest Restroom closest to her in the kitchen?

It wasn't long till Police arrived with an ambulance and started to get into the house. Both Jannice and Ingrid were rescued and sent to their homes.

On the morning of September 30th, the news flashed across the town.

"Good Morning People of Dakota. We're here with sad news that Police was called at 01:30 AM to the call of help on Elm Street where they discovered 3 bodies of 3 young teenager girls who are identified as Hannah Baker, Patricia Miller, and Ash Pines. Both Patricia and Ash were found with their bodies disemboweled and hearts missing, while Hannah had died on impact after jumping out of the window. The two Daughters of the owners of the house, Clarisse Mayforth and Rebecca Mayforth, are both missing. The last time they've been seen was going upstairs to the master's bedroom of the house about to play the game "Bloody Mary". Police are dumbfounded at the amount of blood found in the bathroom, coating everywhere from the cracked mirror and bathtub to tiles and sink. And also dragging across floor. Results says that the Blood belongs to none of the girls but to a Jane Doe. If you see both girls, please contact with our number, (67 8933-4523), or contact our local police through 911."

Parts Of The Truth

Masterlist

Chapter One

Warnings: Cheating, mentions of sex, my rusty, bad writing.

Pair: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Everyone swears they'd never be involved with a married man,at least you swore, you swore; "I'd never be a mistress,I could never do that to someone else" of course this was before you met him. Tall, charming, intelligent, not to mention smooth, all words that can be used to describe, Anakin Skywalker. It started a year after you began working at Skywalker Industries, at first you were just his assistant, getting coffee, arranging meetings, occasionally lying to his wife that he was in a meeting when in reality he just wasn't in the mood to see her.

Eventually, he'd started flirting, which you tried to resist, he hadn't made it easy. "You're beautiful" he'd say.

"You're married"

"gah, and if I weren't"

And so it went on, for months you were strong, until you weren't.

It was supposed to be dinner, celebratory. He had just closed a deal and he said it would break his heart and shatter his soul if his favourite employee didn't come out with him. For the sole purpose of entertainment, you accepted. Dinner turned into drinks, drinks turned into laughter and brazen confessions and then he offered to walk you home.

"Dangerous neighborhood, I'm just trying to look out for you" he said, flashing that million dollar smile, you'd never say no to.

Like the true gentleman he was, he walked you to your apartment. "You know, you really didn't have to"

"No, I wanted to. It's late, no way I'd let you walk alone, not in the Bronx" he says. You laugh.

"Whatever." You look up at him, realizing how close he is, his breath on your face, your heart speeding up in your chest, your breath becoming heavier as the space between you got smaller.

"You're so beautiful" he pushes a stray hair behind your ear. You open our mouth to speak, your voice is a hushed whisper.

"You're married"

"I don't care" he kisses you, you kiss him back. Hastily you open the door, both stumbling into your apartment.

"We shouldn't do this" your voice is a heated whisper, as you undo the buckle of his belt, he presses against you, your black dress pushed up your thighs, legs opened as you perched on entrance table inside of your apartment. His mouth on your neck, sucking and biting, just how you like it, "you're married"

"she'll be fine" he voices, his big hands tracing along your thighs, up your hips, under your dress, you cry out for him, our actions contradicting your words, until you just give in "please I need you" that was all you had to say.

That was how you ended up here, watching him tuck your two year old daughter into bed as she begged for him to stay over.

Please please be nice, as I said, I haven't written in years and this was my first in so long, it'll get better I swear lmaooo