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Ash

They freeze in place, every other thought processes in their head stop as they focus on the marks on MC’s neck. Those… Those are not what they think they are, right?

…Who are they kidding? With the realization and acceptance, comes the wave of nausea. They feel sick and they’re having a hard time breathing, as if they’ve been punched in the stomach.

As a pyrokinetic, they have never really felt the effects of extreme temperatures, but right now they feel hot and cold inside at the same time—at least this must be how it feels for other people. They’re burning from rage and jealousy, the fire only slightly doused by the heartbreak and regret.

MC greets them with a beautiful smile and they try to put on a smile, but even they can feel it twists into a grimace instead. MC frowns in concern and they already know they’re going to ask them what’s wrong. But before that can happen, they quickly excuse themself and stride away as fast they can.

You’re such a coward, Ash. You run away from your problem once again…

Rin

As soon as their perceptive eyes notice the marks, they feel such a strong mix of emotions that they’ve never really felt before. They manage to keep their composure on the outside but barely.

Jealousy, disappointment, bitterness, betrayal, heartbreak, all run rampant in them, making them feel sick. They don’t like this and their current attempts to squash down these pesky feelings fail.

They should’ve known not to naïvely open their heart to anyone that quick, even someone they’ve known for a long time like MC. You’re really sure that something was budding between you and MC. Seems like you’re wrong.

They still can’t decide on whether to try confront MC about the marks calmly or to give MC the cold shoulder until MC asks them what’s wrong.

Santana

They feel crushed and disappointed. There’s no other way to put it. Of course, MC was not serious. They could’ve had anyone in this city that they want, why choose an insignificant, overworked detective in the ECPD.

They don’t hold it against MC, though. Them and MC were not even formally dating. Just a series of flirtations here and there, nothing serious, but enough to get their hopes up. Well, it was nice while it lasted.

Skylar

They try not to show it outside, still grinning and keeping up the unbothered experience. But there’s no lying, it stings. They feel a bit jealous and disappointed and kinda hurt.

Does MC lose interest in them? Maybe all the flirtations were nothing but non-serious teasings and they’re just misreading MC’s actions? They kinda doubt that.

But not all hopes are lost. Honestly, they kinda understand if MC was just hooking up with someone. They don’t really have any right to stop MC from doing that considering they’re not officially a couple yet. Maybe MC is still interested in having a more serious relationship with them?

For their sanity, it’s better to get the clear cut answer with MC now. If there’s really nothing between them, then they can still be friends and get on with their lives. But if there’s something indeed, then they won’t give up on MC that easily.

For those who haven’t seen the hickey saga, click here and here 😉

Well, this might be the last questions relating to the infamous hickey ask I’ll answer for now. This is assuming the poly has not come into their minds yet 😈

Ash

Ash sees them entering the room together. MC is ducking their head sheepishly while Rin is walking beside them, a shit-eating smirk, pointing at MC’s neck.

Huh, what’s wrong with MC’s throat? They squint their eyes and finally see it. Marks. Ash’s heart sinks and it feels as if the floor has been pulled beneath their feet. They don’t even need to ask to know what marks those are.

Rin is laughing—a rarity—at something MC says, and MC’s face turns even redder. Suddenly, it feels hard to breathe and Ash only has one thing in their mind: They have to get away from here.

Quickly, they duck out of the room before MC or Rin can catch a glimpse of them. Their mind is racing a thousand miles a minute and their heart is pumping hard from the stress. They feel sick.

They’ve had suspicions that Rin has feelings for MC ever since they were all kids. Rin smiles too much around MC. But they never thought that they and MC would… would really get together… before Ash can even confess their feelings to MC as well.

Ash should’ve shot their shot. What if MC had feelings for them too? Then… that means it’s Ash’s fault for not trying to confess earlier.

Aargh! Stupid, stupid, Ash! Now, it’s too late! You’ve fucked up your chances and you have no one to blame but yourself!

But at least… at the very least… it’s Rin, right? Rin is smart and the marriage with MC would mean a tighter alliance and better future for both the Morozov and the Aikawa. It’s just… perfect, like it’s meant to be.

MC seems happy too and that’s all that matters to Ash. But they can’t deny, it still hurts. A lot. And they’re not sure how long it would take for them to fully recover from this—if it’s even possible.

Rin

Rin hears the commotion first and as they turn from looking out the panoramic window at the cityscape beyond, they see Ash and MC walking into the room.

MC is strutting in confidently while Ash trails beside them, a fabric in their hands and they seem to fuss over MC, trying to get them to wear the scarf, face tomato red.

Huh, what are those two up to again? They squint their eyes and they finally notice it. Love bites. On MC’s throat. Oh…

Their heart clenches painfully in their chest and they feel cold all over. Fuck… It’s not really a feeling they’ve felt so acutely before. Heartbreak. Jealousy. They are aware of them, of course, but they had been lucky enough to have never experienced them before this.

But now that they feel it for the first time, they kinda wish they never fell in love at all. Rin knows deep inside that their feelings for MC just kept growing despite their best efforts to bury it deep down—a small secret act of rebellion against his father.

Maybe they shouldn’t have done that. Maybe they shouldn’t have played hard-to-get for so long. Maybe they should have shown clearer interest in MC. Maybe… Maybe they should’ve known that MC and Ash would’ve gotten together eventually. It doesn’t take a precog to predict that.

They’ve seen Ash’s crush on MC ever since they were all kids. It’s a miracle it takes this long for them to get together—all those times, wasted opportunity. Rin couldn’t even truly be mad at Ash for this outcome. Sometimes, you wonder whether Ash would be willing to share…

Ash and MC are approaching them, taking their mind off the bitter thoughts, but the turmoil is still there roiling inside their head. For a second, they consider just turning around and walking away, but decide to try act casual instead.

What if very shortly after that, the ROs catch / hear the MC asking someone (or even if the MC asks THEM, depending on the context) if they have something to soothe mild allergic reactions to mosquito bites, because they got one on their neck.

So basically, how would they react when faced to the reveal it wasn't a hickey at all but a dumb mosquito bite!

Here goes out to all of you hickey anons and non-anons 🤭❤️ Also, the link to the infamous hickey ask is here for those who haven’t read it!

Ash

“Wait, wait, Ash!” They hear MC calls out to them and they stop in place. Oh, how they just want to bolt away from this nightmare, but maybe this is also a chance to just face it head-on.

“Ash, what’s wrong?” MC asks as Ash turns around to face them. Ash doesn’t really know what kind of face they’re wearing right now.

“Who was it, MC?” They ask, voice hoarse.

“Who, what?” MC asks in genuine confusion, which just irritates Ash even more.

“The one—The one who gave you… those marks!” They gesture at MC’s neck.

MC’s eyes widen. “What?! No! Nobody gave me these marks. These are goddamn mosquito bites,” MC explains as they scratch their neck. “I swear once I get my hands on those bastards…” They mutter under their breath.

Ash just stands there dumbfounded. “M—Mosquitoes?” Those are not… They glance down and just notice MC is holding a can of bug spray. Oh… Oh no… How could you think the worst of MC, Ash?

“Yeah, pesky bastards. Don’t tell me you didn’t have any in your room last night?” MC says, scanning Ash up and down for a second before concluding, “Oh, you didn’t, don’t you?”

“N—No,” Ash replies truthfully.

“Motherfuckers probably thought your blood is too hot to drink or something,” MC mumbles irritatedly. “Well, I’m gonna spray the whole penthouse now, if you don’t mind.” MC raises the can in their hand like a weapon.

“Uh… Yeah, please do that,” Ash says stupidly. “And, uh… Just forgot what I said earlier…” A surge of relief washes through their whole body, but it soon gets tainted by embarrassment.

“Aww, were you jealous?” MC smirks teasingly.

“Uh—Um…” Ash stammers. “I—I gotta go! See you later, MC!” They splutter in panic before bolting away for real this time.

Oh my God, MC is not gonna let them live this down, won’t they…

Rin

Rin decides not to embarrass themself further and chooses to just ignore MC, pretending not to see or notice them entering the room. They’re not going to lower themself to ask MC about the marks.

Honestly, they’d rather MC leave them alone for now. But of course, the opposite of what they want always happen. They groan inwardly as they see MC walking over to where they’re standing from the corner of their eye.

They steel themself for an unwanted conversation. They’re good at that.

“Hey, Rin,” MC greets them and they just grunt softly in reply. MC doesn’t even notice their curt reply, seemingly distracted by something else.

Oh, I bet their mind is still filled by whatever happened last night…

“Uh, this might be a weird question,” MC begins sheepishly as Rin just keeps staring at them unamusedly. “But, do you know any kind of salve or medicine that can help with these mosquito bites?” They ask, scratching at the marks on their neck.

Rin blinks. There’s no way that excuse would work on them. “Really?” They reply skeptically as they gesture at MC’s neck. “You’re bitten by mosquitoes in your penthouse?”

“I know right? I don’t even know how they managed to get in considering my penthouse is like… at the top floor of a skyscraper,” MC agrees, missing the point Rin is insinuating. “Probably through the elevator or the air vent or something. Anyway, Uncle Luka said he’ll personally get a professional pest extermination service to deal with that.”

Well, Rin did catch their father talking with Luka on the phone about choices of professional pest extermination services available in the city. For some reason, Luka asked their dad as if he knows anything more about it than Luka does. Maybe MC is telling the truth and it’s their paranoia and distrust running rampant once again…

Rin uncrosses their arms—when did they even cross them in the first place? “Uh… Tiger balm works wonder for bug bites,” Rin advises.

“Tiger balm, huh?” MC repeats. “Alright, I’ll just go get it at the nearest drug store. Be right back,” they say before swiftly making their way to the elevator.

Meanwhile Rin is left standing there, still processing what has just happened in the span of a few minutes.

Santana

“Hey, Santana!” MC greets them as they walk over to where Santana is standing.

Santana is already cringing inside at the potential awkwardness of the conversation. They’ll still try their best to try talk normally with MC, but it’s kinda hard with the hickeys still heavy in their mind.

“Um… Hi, MC,” they greet back cordially.

“So, how was your night? Had enough sleep?” MC asks them.

“Well, like usual,” they answer distractedly. “How about you? Seems like you had a wild night…” They gesture at the general direction of MC’s neck.

Oh my God, Santana! What the heck are you doing? Asking about the thing you wanted to avoid talking in the first place?! You idiot!

“Oh, you won’t believe this,” MC begins enthusiastically. “So, I was sleeping pretty soundly for like half the night, before my neck started to feel really itchy. I kept getting dragged out of sleep as I scratched at it. Woke up the next morning, and lo and behold, I just got frickin bitten by the most vicious mosquitoes of Elysium City,” they complain, tilting their head a bit to show them of the “hickeys” which turn out to be mosquito bites.

“Huh?” Santana remarks intelligently as they stare at the marks. Okay, now that they can see them better and closer, they do seem like bug bites instead of hickeys.

“I know right?” MC agrees, with… what? Santana is not sure because their mind is blank right now. “Don’t ask me how the mosquitoes managed to break into my penthouse, which, mind you, is located at the top of a skyscraper.”

“That… That is indeed weird,” Santana replies, chuckling in a mix of amusement and relief. It seems like their fear is unfounded after all.

MC continues their rant about the pesky mosquitoes and their plan on eradicating them from their penthouse. Santana just smiles softly as they listen to every word.

Skylar

Skylar quickly makes their way to MC before anyone else manage to make a conversation with them. MC stops in their track as they notice Skylar approaching.

“Hey, MC!” Skylar greets in faux-cheeriness.

“Oh, hey, Skylar,” MC greets back. “What’s up?”

“Well, I should be the one asking you that,” Skylar says, the grin on their face feels very strained but they hope it won’t show and that it still looks charming on the surface. “Who’s the lucky person?” They ask straight to the point, gesturing at the general area of MC’s neck.

“Certainly not me,” MC groans as they rub at their neck. “Just had one of the worst nights of the month.”

“Oh?” Skylar prompts, hopefulness crammed into that one single sound.

Inside, they’re gleeful though. It seems like whoever MC was sleeping with last night must’ve sucked balls—no possible pun intended. Well, this is their time to shine! Skylar would be more than happy to show MC how it’s really done!

“Yeah! I kept waking up at the middle of the night because these annoying mosquito bites were so damn itchy!” MC complains, scratching at their neck again.

Skylar nods before stopping. Wait, what? Mosquito bites? “What?” They ask, dumbfounded. The marks… they’re not…

MC doesn’t seem to notice Skylar’s confusion as they continue ranting, “I don’t even know how they managed to get in! My penthouse is located at the top of a fricking skyscraper!”

A sense of relief floods through Skylar, and their strained grin has shifted into a mischievous one. “Well, I know of a remedy to help with the bites.”

“Wait, really?” MC looks at them curiously. “What’s that?”

“I heard kisses can work wonder.” Skylar winks before pursing their lips and making kissy noises. “I’m always available to help, you know. Just give me a call whenever you’re ready.”

Skylar can practically see the blood surging up to MC’s cheeks. “Y—You—” they stammer. “You idiot! T—That’s not real! If you’re not going to help, then I’ll go to buy some real medicine for these bites instead!” MC harrumphs adorably, turning away to walk to the elevator.

Aww, MC is soo cute! It makes Skylar feels warm and gooey inside as they chuckle to themself. “Well, my offer will always be open! Whether you have more bug bites in the future or not!” They call out to MC’s receding back.

🤭 For the Ash reaction to MC wearing only their jacket on the bed, click here 😏

I gotta say, this ask tho is actually more fluffy to me than horny 🥺 I swear, when Ash comes back from a mission that took like weeks or months or even simply days, their first order of business is to go to MC; Uncle Luka can wait a little bit longer for the mission debrief. They just miss MC so much 😭

Here’s a little drabble below the cut (this is assuming MC and Ash are already deep into their relationship and have been together for quite some time).

Viktor is sitting on the floor, the plush and bright-colored rug separating him from the hard wooden surface. His little precious baby is also sitting in front of him.

A colorful book with cartoonish pictures is splayed open in front of the two of them. It’s a simple children vocabulary book that Cara handed down to him now that Ash doesn’t need it anymore.

The parenting guidebook he read says that just constantly talking to your baby and spending some time everyday reading out children book for them will really help them in developing their cognitive development. So, that’s what he’s been doing religiously for months now ever since his precious Sasha was born.

He doesn’t know whether it’s just him, but speaking to his baby, even if they might not understand him and just respond by babbling, actually feels kinda therapeutic for him. He’ll never get tired of hearing those adorable babbles; it always makes his day slightly better.

His musings are cut off by the very same babble. Sasha claps their chubby hands excitedly as they see the picture of cats and kittens on the book. Viktor smiles before turning the page after making sure Sasha already has their fill of the cats and kittens pictures.

The next page is “D” for the word “Daddy”. So, Viktor reads it out to Sasha, repeating it a few times and pronouncing it slowly and clearly. Sasha looks at the pictures of dads and their children intently, their face serious.

Furrowing his brows in concern, he asks, “Um… Sasha? Are you okay, baby?”

“Da…” Sasha says quietly.

Viktor bends down even lower and leans in to listen more clearly. “What’s that? Are you hungry?”

“Da-da!” Sasha exclaims excitedly, turning to face him with a bright smile on their face. “Da-da!” they giggle again, pointing in Viktor’s direction.

Viktor sits there, blinking as he is stunned. And then it dawns on him that it’s his baby’s first word! He beams and his heart is soaring with joy and other strong emotions. He feels his eyes tear up a bit.

In a fell swoop, he takes little Sasha in his arms and hugs them, rubbing his face affectionately to their little one. Sasha squeals and giggles and squirms in his hold.

Oh my God! He should commemorate this moment. Still holding Sasha, he stands up and rushes to his office, marking the calendar and then grabbing his camera and his cellphone.

He returns to Sasha’s room, sets them down on the rug beside the book, and then crouches down to take some pictures. He’ll make sure to print one out to put into the photo album, marking today’s date and what it commemorates.

Flopping down onto the rug beside Sasha, he flips open his cellphone and calls Cara. Sasha grabs the open book and crawls on top of his lap before settling down and starts to turn the pages themself.

After a few beeps, Cara finally answers, “Hiya Viktor. What’s up?”

“Oh my God, Cara!” He can’t contain the excitement in his voice.

But it seems Cara misinterprets it. “What happened?” she asks urgently.

“It’s Sasha. They just said their very first word!”

Cara sighs in relief before chuckling, “Congrats! What did they say?”

“They said… They said, ‘Da-da’!” Viktor’s voice trembles a bit from the overwhelming emotions swelling inside of him.

“Aww! That’s soo cute! I think Ash’s was either ‘No’ or ‘Uh-oh’.”

Viktor barks out a laugh at that. “This is a special day! Tell you what, we’re having an impromptu dinner party at my apartment tonight if you and Luka are not busy. Bring Ash along too!”

“That sounds like a great idea! I’m free today and so does Luka, I think… Well, I’ll talk to him since I’m going to meet him anyway soon.”

How would the ROs and Luka/Grandpa/Takashi/Jackal react to the MC finally killing their nemesis with a fatal wound and their last words ends up being "I'll see my father at the gates of Valhalla"

Only three moods in this blog: Fluff, Horny, and Angst 😔 A few days ago, when I released the Halloween Interactive Side Story, it’s fluff time, yesterday’s ask is the horny time, and finally, it’s time for some angst with this ask 😆

I’ve answered a similar ask about MC dying in RO’s arms with short drabbles a long time ago, and for those who haven’t read it, please check it out here for an extra dose of angst 🥲

Ash

“Save me a place, MC… I’ll be seeing you and Uncle Viktor there soon,” they sob before wailing in anger and pain.

Rin

Tears blur their vision as they sob pathetically as sorrow and guilt rack through their body. “No, no. This is not supposed to happen. It shouldn’t have gone this way… Please, don’t go, MC. Don’t leave me…”

Santana

“It’s over, MC… You can finally be at peace. Please, tell your dad I said ‘hi’. And maybe one day, I’ll meet you there,” they choke through their tears as they smooth your hair out of your face.

Skylar

“No, no! Don’t go, yet. We’ll go there together one day, but not today, please… I can still save you,” they mutter over and over again as they carry you in their arms, flying over the city, desperately trying to reach the nearest hospital quick enough.

Luka

This must be another nightmare. He refuses to believe that this is happening. That he is going to lose another loved one. In his arms. Again.

But yet, the stickiness and warmth of his nephew’s/niece’s/nibling’s blood on his hands are very real. Taking them in his arms, he whispers hoarsely and urgently, “No, no, MC. Stay with me, please. Hang on just a little longer. I’ll save you. This time, I will save you…”

He closes his eyes and forces himself to focus on picturing his destination. Sterile white floor, the smell of the antiseptic, the click-clack of shoes on the linoleum floor and the faint beeping of machines, and the air of sombreness surrounding the waiting room.

He feels a pull and when he opens his eyes, he’s in the middle of the floor, still cradling his nephew/niece/nibling in his arms. A few shocked gasps and shrieks before the nurses quickly rush towards them. He should be relieved that it works, but he can’t ignore the growing pit in his stomach that says that he’s too late. That his nephew/niece/nibling is already gone and that he has failed. Again.

Is this what Hell is? To constantly relive your greatest pain and failure over and over again until you snap.

Jackal

He tried. God knows he tried to save Luka’s nephew/niece/nibling… But he can see that it’s too late; there’s nothing he can do even with his haemokinesis.

“You did good, kid. It’s done. You can rest easy now. And don’t worry about your uncle… I’ll make sure to take care of him, alright?” he whispers hoarsely, heart sinking as he sees the light leaves their eyes. He gently closes the eyelids, sighing as he braces himself to deliver the bad news to his boyfriend. It won’t be pretty. He can only hope that his support would be enough for Luka.

Grandpa

Death. Once again. A familiar face. A curse. A plague that plucks his family away from him one by one until it’s only the husk of what it once was. First, they came for his oldest son. Then, his wife. And now, even his grandchild is not spared from their cruel indifference.

Patting their head one last time, he whispers hoarsely, “You’ll be one of the greatest Einherjar that have ever graced the halls of Valhalla, my grandchild. Please, tell your father that I’m sorry and that I love him…”

Even though tears trail down his face, he can only feel the numb pain and bone-deep tiredness as he lose yet another family member. Still so young too… He would’ve gladly died in place of his grandchild. But Death is a sadist bastard.

He wonders how long it would be until his other—and only—son is taken from him? Until he’s the only one left wandering this earth all by himself. Is it then and only then that Death will finally show him some mercy and decide to take him too?

Pavel Ivanovich Morozov has never been a religious man, unlike his father before him. But if Hell is real, then surely, this will be it.

Takashi

Takashi’s heart sinks as he kneels down and grabs the young Morozov’s hand comfortingly. “It’s done, MC, you have avenged your father’s murder. I pray you find peace now. And if you meet your father, tell him… tell him that I said ‘hi’… You can rest now,” he says softly, words choked.

I’ll assume that MC and the ROs are already in a relationship and that MC is doing this flirting in the spirit of lighthearted teasing for the ROs 😆 Oh, and also, the setting is in some exclusive or high-class lounge or something 😂

And don’t worry, I’m not that bothered with spicy stuff, and I’m already planning to start writing this month’s explicit spicy side story anyway, so maybe this will be a good warmup 😳

I’ll put the answers under the cut for suggestive content. Also the answers ended up being way longer than I first expected.

Ash

Here’s the second Spicy Drabble centered around the police-officer-roleplay scenario 😆 This time, featuring Viktor and Takashi.

For Luka and Jackal’s spicy drabble, click here.

The Viktor and Takashi pairing is an alternate universe (AU) pairing where Viktor and Takashi get together years after MC was born (and Viktor and Yvette broke up) but before Viktor got killed. Also, in this AU, Takashi is divorced. And of course, in this AU, Viktor is also bisexual instead of straight.

These drabbles are by no means explicit, but they are still pretty suggestive and spicy, so I’ll be tagging them with the nsfw tag just in case and keep them under the cut 😄

Well, without further ado, here’s the spicy drabble 😳

Hey guys 👋 I’m here bearing gifts in the form of two spicy drabbles 😆

Thanks to the two members in my Discord who asked about the scenario of police-officer-roleplaying and it led me to writing a short drabble for each pairing they asked about 😳

I’ll be dividing the drabbles into two separate posts because it’ll be too long otherwise. This first post will be for Jackal and Luka. The second one will be for Takashi and Viktor.

These drabbles are by no means explicit, but they are still pretty suggestive and spicy, so I’ll be tagging them with the nsfw tag just in case and keep them under the cut 😄

About this part what would Viktor do if he sees MC on their first date going to the motel with the aforementioned lover?🤣🤣🤣

Ooh, you’re planning to give Viktor early grey hairs? 😭😆 For this drabble, I’m gonna assume MC’s nick is called Sasha since it’s pretty gender-neutral, and the surname Kozlov. Also, MC is probably in their teens instead of in their 20s.

Also, this ends up being longer than I first expected (I had too much fun writing Viktor 🥲) so I’ll keep it under the cut!

ROS +UNCLE LUKA REACT TO FLOWER CROWNS.

🥺

I don't know why I like them.

Aww I hope you get well soon 🙏 and for your question, I’m gonna assume MC is the one who made and gave the flower crowns to the characters and that MC and the ROs are officially dating 🥰

Also, I might’ve gotten a bit carried away with Luka’s section; I had a blast writing it 😂

This ends up being waay longer than I first expected 😅 I’ll keep the answer under the cut. Let’s assume that the ex tried to speak to MC and the ROs, maybe trying to introduce themself to an RO they don’t know yet😆

The angst 😔😭 Good stuff 👌🏻 Also, this is assuming all the ROs already know about Viktor and what happened that night.

Ash

“Don’t say stuff like that! Please…” The both of you have known each other for such a long time that they already know what you meant by that. They hug you, clinging onto you tightly. “Of course, I still want to be together! There’s no one else for me but you… And if you think for a second that I’m gonna let you hunt the killer down by yourself and let you get hurt, then you’re an idiot!”

They pull away after a while, and you can see their green eyes slightly glassy and their brows furrowed in a mixture of sadness and anger. “We’ll get that bastard, together, okay? Promise.”

Rin

“It’s about your father, isn’t it?” They frown but there’s an understanding in their obsidian eyes; after all, they would do the same if it is their father or their family too. “I won’t try to stop you, but I’m begging you, please, don’t do anything rash and stupid. I’ll also do my very best to help you and don’t be afraid to ask me for assistance whenever.”

They cup one of your cheek and stroke it gently, worry still prevalent in their gaze. “I’ll be keeping tabs on your progress, okay? And as soon as I notice or see anything dangerous coming, I will intervene, do you understand?” they say sternly. You nod hesitantly.

“Good. Don’t you dare die on me before our wedding; think about what that would do to my poor father.” A slight smirk pulls at their lips, but it still looks strained.

Santana

They shake their head. “Don’t. It’s not worth it, MC. Don’t do it, please…” They were already worried when they heard you tell them the story of the incident. They could see the bitterness, hatred, and anger in your eyes even then. Now, it’s like one of their fears comes true.

But, they can also see that you won’t be budged about your path of vengeance. And it’s confirmed when you apologize to them and say that you can’t do what they ask and that you’ll understand if they don’t want to be with you anymore.

They shake their head before pulling you into a warm embrace. “I still want to be with you, okay? That doesn’t change at all. And if I can’t convince you… then at least, let me help you and once we find the killer, we’ll make sure they face justice and get the proper punishment.” You nod, clinging on to them, even as you’re sure that your view of justice is wildly different from theirs… You can only hope they’ll be able to forgive you later on…

Skylar

“What are you talking about, MC?!” They grip your shoulders firmly. “You’re scaring me. Is… Is this about your father..?”

You confirm it and you tell them that you’ll understand if they don’t want to be with you anymore. They shake their head vigorously. “No… that’s not it… But, I’m worried about you…” they trail off.

They meet your eyes and their clear blue eyes are filled with determination. “I’ll be coming with you! I’ll make sure to pull you up and steer you away whenever you’re starting to walk down the path of destruction, okay? We’ll get through this together!” They hug you tightly.

“I know! I know I’m not, okay?” Luka snaps at you before deflating. “But I’m trying my best, alright…” he sighs, slumping down on a chair bringing his palms to his face.

As soon as they can’t reach your phone, Ash would panic almost instantly. They would tell Uncle Luka right away, and Uncle Luka would also panic and disperse the members around the city to keep an eye out for MC.

They would go around the city on their motorbike, visiting all the favorite places that the both of you often spend time in: the comics and video games store, the ice-cream shop, and many other places. They would ask the employees whether they had seen you or not.

By the end of the day, they will feel very distraught and frustrated, so much so that they are very close to tearing up and just lashing out in anger. They go back home to the penthouse defeated. And what a pleasant surprise it is for them to see you standing there! They would feel such an immense relief.

They would immediately run to hug you tightly before starting to ask you questions: Are you ok, MC? Were you kidnapped? Are you hurt?

When you have assured them that you’re fine and that no such things happened, they would get angry and scold you about disappearing just like that and without telling anybody as well!

You just smile there sheepishly and apologize; you had forgotten to charge your phone last night and the battery died out in the middle of the day.

Ash will just sigh in exasperation and then ask what you were even doing? You light up and pulled out a brand new pair of leather driving gloves. You had remembered them complaining about their current ones being so beaten up and so close to breaking apart at the seams.