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Making sure not to be spotted and majorly confused you follow dennis up the stairs to the unused eighth floor. Once you were sure he wasn’t anywhere to be seen you followed down the hall. Light spilled into the hall from a room near the end of it. Not to mention the singing and dancing that could also be heard. Intrigued you head to the door, dennis is dancing with his back to you. He does a little spin and practically jumps out of his skin when he sees you. “Holy shit! W-what’re you doing up here” He shrieks.

“I-I saw you come up here um… did you- what’re you doing up here?” it’s confusing shouldn’t he be going home? “Well I stay here sometimes, after shifts” he says quietly, like a kid who’s afraid he’s gonna get in trouble. “Do you like have a place to stay? like actually?” you ask softly. He shrugs like he’s not sure what to say. It takes him a minute to get his bearings, “i’m kind of between places right now…” he says slowly. “Do you have a car?” he shifts on his feet before he shrugs “you’re kinda… between cars?” you add. He nods “yeah i am..”.

“Listen I have a spare room and it’s got its own bathroom…” you trail off hoping he understands what you’re trying to say. It doesn’t seem to hit him as he looks off “good for you” he says slightly sarcastically. “do you want the room or not dingus” you stare at him. “oh yo-you’re offering me the room? that’s nice but i can’t really afford rent” he looks like he’s about to freak out. “Are you good at cleaning and fixing things?” you stare at him. “well i know how to muck out a stall” you sigh and laugh. “come on dingus, let me walk you home” you help him pack his stuff up… not that it’s much.

You lead him back out of the hospital, helping him carry the small amount of things he has. It takes about ten minutes to get to your apartment, unlocking the building and heading up to your floor you sigh. “take your shoes off please” you say as you open the door, both of you sliding out of your shoes and jackets. You lead him down the hall to the room that’s his. You can see the relief enter his body as he walks into the room. He must not have had his own room for a while or ever.

“Take a shower or something wash the day off properly, i’ll be in the living room until you’re done and then i’ll take mine” You turn and leave his room letting him settle in. About a half an hour later he comes out of the shower. He looks properly washed and like he’s ready to rest properly. You smile at him unable to help it. “I’ll go take my shower now” You head to your bathroom and shower. You come out to say goodnight to dennis trying not to let how happy you are that he’s here show on your face. You both say goodnight and head to your rooms.

You’re only half asleep when you hear something down the hall. A whimper but the way it echoed through the house felt like a scream. You shoot up in bed immediately crossing the apartment to dennis’s room. You open the door not really thinking about it. “Dennis?” you cross the room to his bed. He’s soaked in sweat. You tug at his arm trying to wake him and it takes a few minutes but it works. “Are you okay? what’s going on?” You ask softly but you know what it is. A nightmare you can feel it hanging over him.

Samira looks up at them from her place on the ground. “I don’t need any help getting dates guys, I don’t need anyone you know i’m busy with work” She looks at trinity pleadingly but trin only grins. “I think it’s a good idea I mean we all know you’re pretty lonely” Trin says bluntly but not unkindly. Samira puts her head back down groaning. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to mira, ” Dennis bumps her shoulder from beside her, “we wouldn’t wanna do anything to upset you.” Samira smiles at him softly, a thank you and a breath of relief wrapped into one.

“Yeah you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do but it could be nice right?,” Emma adds, “I mean i’ve heard you talk about how you’re a little lonely” Samira frowns but nods anyways. “Okay fine, what’s your idea” Safe to say she gave in rather quickly but who can blame her? she’s a little lonely. “We should help you message guys on tinder, just mirror your phone to the tv” Trinity says from beside Mel. “That’s a good idea then we could help you pick a good guy and also help you form your messages” Mel says as she curls into trin.

Samira let’s trinity take her phone and mirror her tinder to the screen and they start their search. The first guy is giving samira nothing, still she sits on it for a minute to let everyone discuss.

Elijah, 32

- Barista

- Graduate from SNHU

The first photo is him wearing a flannel and jeans sitting in some field against a tree. “He looks nice” Dennis comments from beside her. “He only looks nice to you denny cause he’s your type” Trin says laughing loudly. Samira shrugs unsure on why she doesn’t feel anything. The second photo he’s on a couch reading “The second sex”… of course. Samira practically gags. “This is awful” she finally says. Dennis does it for her and reaches over swiping left.

James, 35

- Technical Engineer

- Graduate from MSU

The first photo is him hanging out with a bunch of friends wearing sports jerseys and cheering with beer. “Yeah no” Joy says from emma’s side. “This is awful already” Emma adds. Samira scrolls to the next photo and it’s him and some super hot woman in a bikini kissing his cheek pushed up against him sexily. “Who puts this on a dating profile, like who is that his girlfriend or something cause I would hope it’s not his sister” Cassie says fake gagging. Victoria laughs burying her face in cassie’s side. “Yeah please swipe left mira” She adds.

Samira does swipe left, they go through a few more profiles swiping left every time. None of them are catching her attention and she’s starting to get bored of this and then… a text slides down from the top of the screen. Jack <3 : Hey! Found this medical journal, I was reading it and immediately thought of you, let me know what you think mira :). Trinity gasps loudly “Samira!! Is that abbot?!”. Samira feels her face warm, she looks down. “That totally is!,” Victoria laughs “this is killing me.” Dennis takes her phone before she can react and tosses it to trin.

Samiras already protesting this idea but they’re not gonna drop it. “I think abbot might be into you” Cassie says smugly. “He definitely is, he called you mira instead of mohan” Trinity adds as she opens the text messages. “Oh god he really texts like an old man, do you guys just send medical journals back and forth?” Victoria laughs as trinity scrolls. Samira tries to get her phone back but gives up as she decides that maybe she should just let them help her. “Do you really think he’s flirting with me?” Samira says slightly nervous. The fear of being rejected by someone she really cares about taking over.

They all look at her confused on how she couldn’t see it. “He one thousand percent likes you mira,” Dennis nudges her “you’re gorgeous and you’re smart and you’re great with your patients why wouldn’t he like you.” Samira smiles at him, squeezing his shoulder. “You’re sweet dennis but I really don’t know” She says quietly. It doesn’t take long for everyone in the room to start complimenting her, she bury’s her face in her knees unable to accept the praise. “Okay enough before she explodes” Cassie says from above her patting samiras shoulder. Samira breathes a sigh of relief and glances up thankfully.

“Can we help you text him please” Emma smiles sweetly trying to convince her. It works, how is she supposed to resist those sweet doe eyes. Samira nods “Okay fine, but don’t do anything crazy” she glared at trin who’s still holding her phone. “We would never do anything crazy mira” Trinity smirks. She starts drafting a text back to Jack. Samira: You thought about me? “How is this, it’s flirty but not too flirty,” Trinity asks samira “we can always change it.” Samira shakes her head “No this sounds good I think.” Everyone else agrees that this is good and they send it.

Then another text comes through. Jack <3: i’m always thinking about you, you’re the only person I send medical journals to. Samira smiles as she reads the text practically screaming inside. “Oh he definitely wants you” Emma giggles to samira as joy moves down in front of her so she can braid her hair. “Holy shit! He really wants you, what do I say next?” Trinity squeaks. Mel takes the phone from her. Samira: You’re sweet jack, I only send medical journals to you too. “That’s not true, I send vic medical journals too” Samira says turning to face them. “Yeah but he doesn’t need to know that mira” Vic laughs. “It’s cuter if you pretend it’s just him.”

Emma nods, “It’s best if he thinks it’s just him, if you wanna tell him truth do it after you’re together” She goes off joys braid and joy joins her back on the couch. Samira relents letting them send the text. Jacks reply comes immediately. Jack <3: Good :) Have you read the last medical journal I sent? "Well did you read it?" Joy asks. "Of course I read it, Jack sent it to me" Samira says quietly. "Okay what did you think about it?" Trinity asks getting ready to type up a response. "It was good, they had some really great ideas on how to do some really cool procedures" Samira almost starts to rant before remembering they aren't going to want to know all of that.

Trin takes the phone back from mel, the two of them passing it back and forth to reply to Jack. Samira: Yeah I did! It was so good I loved it. "I think that's good" Samira says so trinity sends it. It never takes Jack long to reply to Samira. Jack <3: That's great! I'm so glad you liked it :). Samira can't resist how happy she feels just reading his words. "I think now you should ask him out for coffee to discuss the one he just sent you, how about sometime next week" Vic says grabbing the phone from trin. Samira: How about next week we go for coffee to discuss the one you just sent me?. Vic hits send before Samira can even say anything. Samira bury's her face into her knees scared to see what Jack is gonna say.

Her phone dings but Samira keeps her face hidden. "Mira look!" Dennis nudges her shoulder. She shakes her head "I don't wanna see, denny." He nudges her again trying to get her to look. It takes a minute but she finally lifts her head. Jack <3: I would love to! How about The Garden Café on wednesday?, you have it off :). A gasp sounds from the right and samira turns to emma. "He knows what days you have off!" She squeals and samira has to hide her face to stop from doing the same. Samira finally takes her phone back. Samira: Wednesday sounds great! I'll see you then :). Jack texts back immediately. Jack <3: You'll see me before then but I'll be excited to see you at any time.

Everyone squeals excitedly "We did it we got mira a date!!!" Vic jumps up and grabs samira's hands as trinity turns on music to dance to. They all dance and have fun the rest of their residents night till they drift off to sleep. It's the following week and this time the girls are at samira's apartment to help her pick an outfit for the date. She stands in front of her closet practically throwing clothes everywhere as she digs for the perfect outfit. "Mira you know he's going to like you in whatever you wear right?" Mel reminds her, despite digging through the stuff samira has thrown around. "I swear, he's literally seen you in scrubs- well actually you're one of the few people who make scrubs look good- that besides the point what I'm trying to say is he would like you even if you were wearing a paper bag" Vic says as she goes through mira's shoes.

"How about this" Trin pulls out a soft pink short dress that would look absolutely incredible on Samira. "Oh, I forgot I even had that" Samira says quietly. She doesn't really go out, she's only recently become proper friends with all of them and she never had a reason to go out before. The only reason she even bought the dress in the first place was cause she thought she deserved to have it after a hard case. She has been eyeing it for a while and that pushed her to finally buy it. "It would look really good on you mira" Mel says softly taking it from trinity and holding it up in front of Samira. Victoria squeals as she pulls out a pair of silver flats. "These would be perfect with that dress, please mira" She begs and who could resist Victoria's big brown eyes.

Samira takes the dress and the flats into the bathroom and changes. When she comes out of the bathroom to show them all three of the girls squeal. "You look absolutely perfect Mira!" Trinity hugs her squeezing her tightly. "Can we do your hair please" Victoria begs already leading Samira back into the bathroom. They have samira sit in a chair and quickly begin getting her ready. Trinity begins fixing up samira's curls making sure they frame her face softly making her glow. Then mel and vic work on her makeup giving her a soft pink makeup look to match her dress. For the first time in a long time when Samira looked in the mirror she was happy with what she saw. She's going on a date with someone she really cares about and her friends helped her.

A knock sounds at her apartment door and her heart starts to race. Jack is here and they're going on a date. She smiles to herself as she goes to open the door. Jack stands on the other side in a dark blue button down and nice slacks. He clearly took the time to do his hair and Samira felt giddy that he would do that for her. He holds out a bouquet of Lillies and Daisies. Her favorite flower she only remembers mentioning that to him offhandedly but he remembered. She takes the bouquet and sets it on the counter knowing the girls will take care of it when they come out from where they're hiding behind the wall.

She takes jacks arm when he offers it and the two head out on their way to the cafe. "You look so incredibly stunning Samira, I mean I swear I almost had a heart attack when you opened the door" He said it so sincerely she couldn't help but lean into him. "Thank you Jack you look nice as well" She squeezes his arm. "I don't look stunning?" He jokes and Samira laughs loudly. The first real laugh shes had in a long time. "No you do look stunning" Samira relents with a smile. They reach the cafe and are led to a table with another bouquet on it, the same one Jack brought her. "You prepared this?" Samira feels tears well up in her eyes.

"Is it bad, I can have them take it away I didn't mean to upset you" Jack freaks out at the tears in her eyes. "No! no, it's perfect, its just no one's ever put this type of effort into taking me somewhere" She says quietly trying not to be embarrassed. Jack feels his heart break at the look on her face, "That's awful Mira, I'm so sorry no one has treated you right." Samira ducks her head. "It's okay it's really not that big of a deal" It's unconvincing the way she says it, she can hear it in her own voice. "Can I try to?" Jack asks softly, it makes Samira raise her head to look at him.

There was once a time when you could have asked Tyler Owen’s anything and you would’ve gotten an answer. But you left. Ten years ago. Something about the small town thing that you couldn’t get over, you felt trapped. Now you lay in your bed, it’s cold out, you’re curled under blankets and watching videos of the so called tornado wrangler on youtube. You smile despite yourself, you had missed him but you had to go.

A girl enters the side of the screen, one you didn’t recognize. Her hair was blonde with dark brown roots, her doe eyes practically sparkling as she looks at tyler. You can’t help the pang of loss that shoots through your chest. You push the feeling down and turn off your phone, shoving it far underneath your pillow. You have no right to be jealous you know that but you miss him and then there’s her, you can’t get the image of her out of your mind as you lay there in the dark. Your eye catches on a shirt hanging off the handle of your closet door.

Tyler’s shirt. You remember the day you got that shirt so vividly. It was cold, despite the heat that usually comes being on the south, arkansas winter had a way of chilling you when you didn’t want it. The two of you were walking home from local diner, it was late and snowing and neither of you had thought to bring a coat. Tyler had shrugged off his flannel and draped it over your shoulders before pulling you closer. The two of you walked to your house practically glued at the hip.

It’s the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass but i felt it when i passed you, there’s an ache in you, put there by the ache in me

“Y/n?” A voice calls from your left. You had been out shopping, grabbing some last minute things your mom needed to cook, because of course she would send you. Luckily for you it wasn’t tyler’s voice. It was boones. You smile as you turn and greet him. “Does ty know you’re back in town? I mean he must not if he hasn’t already shown up at your door” Boone questions as he stares at you. “He doesn’t know i’m back and you can’t tell him, i’m going to leave as soon as the holidays are over” You say pleadingly. Lily slides into the conversation seemingly having overheard you two.

You glance at lily, “wait, he’s not here right?” you ask slightly panicked. “No he’s not, he sent us out to get things, you know how he is” Lily shrugged. You breathe out a sigh of relief but can’t help the longing that goes through you. “You’re going to have to tell him y/n” Lily says sternly. You know you left things shaky, you also know Tyler never got an explanation. “He doesn’t need me ruining his life,” You shake your head, “He’s got that girl, i saw her on the video” You say quietly. “Who? Kate?” Boone laughs. You find yourself quirking an eyebrow at him because what’s so funny.

“Why are you laughing bo, i’m serious” You say softly, trying to keep your true emotions from slipping through. “If you think tyler’s gotten over you just because you’ve been gone for ten years then you are absolutely ridiculous” He wipes tears from his eyes as he laughs. “What’re you talking about bo, there’s no way he still misses me” You interject breaking through his laughter. “I’ve gotta go, i’ve missed you both… don’t tell ty… please” You say quietly as you hug them. They both give you their reassurance that they won’t tell him but they think you should.

i’m stayin at my parents house, and the road not taken looks real good now

Being back in your high school bedroom is harder than you thought it would be. They didn’t touch anything. The pictures of you and tyler, happy, smiling from ear to ear decorate every corner of your mirror. You stare at them for a minute before pulling one off. It’s always been your favorite one, the two of you had taken it while trying to figure out how to use your polaroid camera when you first got it. It was slightly blurry but the smiles beaming at you through the photo tell you all you need to know. Tyler had taken it, his arms outstretched as he holds the camera away from the two of you, you’re reaching for it in the photo and maybe that’s why it’s tilted like that or maybe it’s because tyler’s hand was shaking so bad from laughing.

You curl back onto your bed, the polaroid clutched in your hand as you bring the covers up under your chin. You’ve never been one for wallowing but there’s something about being back here. Your mother finds you like that hours later. She sits on the bed beside you, softly pulling the polaroid from your hand and setting it on your nightstand. She knows you miss tyler. She also knows why you left in the first place. She tucks the blanket tighter around you and kisses your head softly before heading back out of the room. You don’t wake despite the creaking of the old door as she shuts it.

She heads back downstairs and settles back into the kitchen. After baking for about an hour or two she does what any sane mother would do and she pulls out the phone book. She laughs quietly as she searches for the number and smiles triumphantly once she’s got it. She moves to the phone hanging on the wall. Despite all the gorgeous technological advancements of the twenty first century your mother refuses to give up her landline, claims her grandkids are gonna know how to properly use a phone. “Yes? Tyler? She’s home” Your mom sighs softly into the phone. You may blame her for this but she doesn’t care.

Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tired, now i’m missing your smile, hear. me. out.

Tyler’s at your house in the next half an hour. Your mother greets him at the door. She invites him in and lets him know that you’re still asleep. “I guess i just don’t understand why you called” He says as he sits at the table, his chair, it takes him a moment to realize. He’s sitting in the chair he sat in for four years. “She misses you, she won’t say it but she does, she needs you” Your mother says as she joins him at the table. Tyler quirks his head at that, you left, what could you possibly need from him. “I’m sorry ma’am i’m just not really gettin it” He says quietly.

“I thought we’ve moved past you calling me ma’am” She reminds him softly. He nods, looking down. “To answer your question, i think she’s lost it, now i don’t mean her mind ya know, but her love of everything really, i know she left because she felt trapped but she stopped coming home, she stopped writing, somethings going on tyler” She explains as she sips on her coffee. Tyler’s expression shifts from confused to concerned. “What do ya mean?” He asks calmly, hoping not to project how badly he wants to run upstairs and wrap you in his arms. “She hasn’t come out of that room for days, i sent her out yesterday and she came home, dazed, she needs you” Her tone makes something shift in tyler.

“Can i.. can i go up there?” He’s practically bursting with the need to hold you. Your mother nods, a slight smile forming on her lips. He’s up the stairs before she gets the chance to say anything else. The door to your room creaks but you don’t look up, assuming it must be your mother again. “Sweetheart” A voice comes from the door. That’s not your mother. You’d know that voice anywhere. You jolt up in your bed. “Ty?” You question as your eyes adjust to the light pouring in from the hall. He shuts the door behind him, dowsing your bedroom back into darkness. The only light coming from the moon reflecting on the snow outside your window.

But if it’s okay with you, it’s okay with me. We could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend. ‘Tis the damn season.

Tyler moves closer to your bed, but slowly, sort of like approaching an animal that doesn’t want to be approached. “It’s me darling” He says as he draws closer. He’s reaching over to wipe the tears from your cheeks before you even realize you’re crying. You lean into his touch instinctively. “What’re you doing here ty?” You’re pushing back more tears as he sits beside you. He looks warm. Warmer than the cold bed you’re laying in. “Your ma called me”. You laugh disbelievingly. Of course she did.

“You didn’t have to come ty, i’m fine” You say unconvincingly. “Oh i’m sure you are sweetheart” The pet names he’s lathering you in almost make you forget how long you’ve been gone. “Why don’t we go out, you can come to mine, the team misses you yknow” He says as he pulls you into his side. Every time he touches you it’s delicate like he’s afraid you’ll push him away, but you don’t. You never could and you never would. “Really? You want me there?” You push at your nose, trying to get it to stop running. “I always want you around, you know that” He runs his fingers through your hair till you’ve relaxed against him once again.

It always leads to you, in my hometown, sleep in, half the day. Just for, old times sake. I wont ask you to wait if you don’t ask me to stay.

It takes little to no convincing from there to get you to join him at his farmhouse. Snow glistens, costing the fields of grass and dirt. You’ve packed a bag, a small one but tyler wanted you around and you’d take what you can get. You don’t know what it is about being around him that makes you want to be yourself but there’s a pleasant safe feeling that fills the air. He pulls into the driveway of his family’s farm house. You smile at the sight of it, it looks just the same as it always has only this time it’s topped with fresh white snow. You smile slightly as you notice the team in the living room through the window.

Tyler helps you out of the truck and grabs your bag before helping you over the ice and inside. “You know where the guest room is” He says as he gestures down the hall. He’s right you do. The only guest room you’ve ever stayed in at his house despite the very many. It’s the one right beside his room. He always told you he wanted you as close as possible if his parents wouldn’t let you sleep in the same room. You smile at the memory as you set your bag down on the bed. You start walking back towards the living room when you heard something “She’s home huh?” You don’t know that voice, but you can only assume it belongs to that doe eyed blonde.

“She is” You can hear the smile in tyler’s response and it makes you feel slightly better about yourself. The group welcomes you back in like you’ve never been gone and you sit beside tyler as some christmas movie plays. Kate, you learned her name, sits across the room at a love chair alone. She’s been staring at you two for the past fifteen minutes and it’s getting a bit harder to ignore. When you stand and head to the kitchen for some water she follows you. You get slightly concerned she’s dating tyler before she explains her reason for following you out here. “I’ve not know him long, but i could tell something was wrong, and in this short period of time that you’ve been here it’s like you’ve ignited something in him” She says as she stares at you

It always leads to you in my hometown. it always leads to you… in my hometown.

Later that night you’re tossing and turning in bed. You can’t stop thinking about when you left, why you left, or if it was even worth it. Three knocks sound on the other side of the wall. You smile despite yourself. You know who it is, it’s tyler. You reach up and knock back twice. The confirmation that you’re still awake. He knocks back four times. An asking. More like a begging. Begging you to join him in his room. You think about it for a minute before you climb out of the guest bed, which is still slightly cold despite you lying in it for an hour. You make your way to tyler’s room and walk towards his bed.

He reaches out for you and pulls you down like no time has passed. You smile at him as he burries his face in your neck. “I’ve missed you” It’s said so softly against your skin that you almost missed it. You run a hand through his hair and he burrows further into you. “I’ve missed you too ty, i’m sorry” You say as you tuck your face into his neck. “don’t have to be sorry, just don’t leave me again” he sounds like a kid but he can’t help it. You nod against his neck. You’re not leaving. Nothing could take you away from this. Not again. You can feel his body relax against yours as you tell him you’re not going anywhere.

Panic. It’s a stupid game really, at least, it is to you. You thought watching your boyfriend jump into the lake from the high point was scary but it was nothing compared to this. The Granary. The challenge, walk across the metal beam between the two towers, it sounds simple enough except for the fact that the beam is clearly highly unstable. Drew goes, Shawna goes, Ray goes, Heather goes. Then dodges name gets called, you tense beside him but try not to show any emotions.

He heads up and starts walking like it’s just another day and he’s walking down the sidewalk. A green light just barely visible from where you’re standing shines up towards dodge, he falls, barely hanging onto the beam with one hand. Fifty feet. Fifty feet in the air. You hold back the scream of his name that wants to come out. He looks down then back up before he’s swinging his other arm to grab the beam too. He swings back up onto the beam skilfully. As soon as he’s across he’s down the ladder and walking fast.

You can tell where’s he’s going and you wouldn’t normally stop him but right now you can’t help it. “Dodge” He stops at the sound of your voice, he softens slightly, just barely visible. You walk over to him and wrap your arms around him. A few gasps come from the others but he ignores them all in favour of tightening his arms around you and burying his face in your hair. Sirens sound as police cars roll into the area. Someone shouts and everyone takes off. Dodge pulls you and heather off behind something before he sees natalie twist her ankle.

The three of you run over and help natalie up and into the forest. We run till we can get far enough to let natalie sit down. Dodge checks over her ankle to make sure nothings broken, you can’t help the twist of jealousy in your gut as she looks at him. They joke around for a minute as dodge makes her a makeshift wrap.

Natalie’s eyes drift from dodge to you. “So… i didn’t know you guys were together” You look down slightly embarrassed that you let the secret out.

“Yeah we were uh keeping it under wraps” Dodge answers as he moves from the ground to your side. Then Heather walks back over to tell Natalie that Bishop is on his way to get them.

The two leave soon after and dodge leads you out of the woods and down a side street to his car. He gets in the drivers seat and you slide into the passengers seat. You stare out the window as he starts the car and drives. You don’t say anything, the shock of the whole thing not having left your system.

“Do you want to come to mine or go to yours?” He asks, it’s a simple question but you’re still not sure how to answer. You don’t want to leave him but you also just want to curl up in your bed and cry.

“I-… i want to come home with you” You say quietly. He turns and looks at you as you continue looking out the window. He pulls the car to the side of the road.

“Look at me” He says softly, you turn slightly. He hooks a finger under your chin and turns your face towards him fully. The tear streaks are obvious on your face, he wipes them away softly, touching you like you’re delicate.

“What’s going on?” He asks even though he knows exactly what it is. You frown, he almost died and he’s seriously asking what’s wrong. “You’re really asking me that” He sighs, he knew that was coming. “I’m okay baby” He murmured as he rubbed your cheek softly. You nod, you know he’s okay but that doesn’t stop the ache in your chest.

“Come here” He coaxes you out of your seat. You climb over the compartment in the middle and into his lap. He holds you against his chest. You curl against him. You mutter something under your breath that he can’t quite make out. He hums and asks you to say it louder.

“You almost died” You say quietly as if saying it louder would make it happen. “I didn’t” he leans down and kisses your forehead. You breathe a little easier as you burrow further into his warmth.

“let’s get home baby” he says into your hair, you move out of his lap and he drives to his house. You go straight in passing his mom and sister in the living room and going to his bedroom. You practically collapse on his bed and you can hear him talking to them but you don’t know what he’s saying. He comes in a few minutes after and changes into his pajamas.

“Do you want something comfier to sleep in? Jeans aren’t the best for sleep” He says as he digs through his drawer. You nod and he passes you a tshirt and a pair of his sleep shorts. You change and climb back into bed, he follows. The two of you practically meld together. “I know you’re scared but i can do it” He murmurs into your neck. “I know you can i just- i can’t lose you” You bury yourself in him, almost like you wish you could crawl into him.

Regulus Black. Arguably the most attractive guy in school. At least.. he is to you. You sit at your table in the great hall trying to focus on whatever it is your friends are talking about but you can’t. He’s sitting, laughing with his friends. He’s only one table over but he has some sort of hold on you.

“Y/n? Are you even listening to me” Mary questions. You turn to look at her, a bit dazed “What?”

“I was asking you what you’re doing this weekend but you seem distracted” She smirks as she glances towards regulus. You quickly shut her down. “I was not distracted” You complain.

You listen to her as she starts talking about something else but you can’t take your eyes away from the slytherin table. Your mind drifts to the dream you had last night. Regulus… in your room… touching you. You glance at him and he’s seemingly already looking at you. You look away quickly but when you look back he’s no longer looking at you. Maybe he never was. You sigh as you bring your attention to the food in front of you in an attempt to distract yourself.

I keep these longings locked, in lowercase inside a vault

Watching Regulus play quidditch while trying to keep your thoughts from drifting to having him in your bed is not easy. You watch as he chases the snitch, curls messy from the wind, shirt tightening exposing his form. You’re practically salivating when the match ends. You roll your eyes at the way your Mary yanks you from your seat to pull you with her. Of course the slytherins just had to have a victory party.

This information from your friends had you in a deep blue mini dress in the slytherins dungeons. For some reason you agreed to come with though you’re not sure why, considering some girl was probably going to be draped over regulus and it wasn’t going to be you. You groan at the thought as you’re dragged to the drink table. Searching the party for him over your cup you’re surprised to find him already looking at you.

“Come on! Someone said we should play seven minutes in heaven” Adelia says as she pulls you to the circle. Of course they want to play a stupid muggle game that ends up with two people in a closet.

Regulus spins first and everyone watches as the bottle lands on you. He smirks up at you as he stands up and reaches for your hand. Instead of taking the opportunity to snog your crush like you’ve always wanted, you speed out of the dungeons.

these fatal fantasies, giving way to labored breath, taking all of me, we’ve already done it in my head

You lay on your bed, your dress on the ground. Your dormmates aren’t going to be back tonight. They all had someone to go sleep with. Your thoughts drift back to regulus. Him on top of you. Touching you. Tasting you.

“Come on sweetheart” He breaths as he pounds into you.

“I’m close regulus, please” You moan out as he captures your lips again.

“Shhh baby, we don’t want everyone to know do we?” He questions. You rapidly shake your head.

Your thighs shake as you touch yourself. Merlin you should not be doing this you think to yourself. Your thoughts of him rule out any other thought you could have had. You cum. Hard. All over your hand. You gasp, breathing in and out rapidly.

if it’s make believe, why does it feel like a vow well both uphold somehow

You gasp as your pulled into an empty classroom. You turn to see who has basically kidnapped you, only to come face to face with Regulus Black. You move back a few steps, sitting on a desk a little bit away from him. He smirks as he stalks closer. Ending up directly between your legs.

“Would i be that bad to kiss l/n?” He says brushing a hair behind your ear. You flush, shaking your head.

“Then why did you run away little dove?” He questions as he spreads your legs to better fit between them.

Your brain stutters as you try to think of what to say. What could you say? You ran away. Fast. “I- well” You try to speak but your brain can’t seem to form a sentence. He slides down till he’s on his knees in front on you.

You look away at the implication of what he’s doing but his hands wrapping around your thighs bring your attention back to him. “Do you want me to help you dove?” He asks as he breaths against your exposed thigh. You nod feverishly. He pushes your underwear to the side. Slotting his face between your legs he brings his tongue to your core. He licks a long stripe from your hole to your clit. Sucking lightly once he gets there

You cry out his name as he eats you out. He groans lightly against you sending delicious vibrations through you. You practically sob as he pulls away leaving you on the edge before kissing your thigh and standing up. He leaves you there, gasping for air, left of the edge.

if long suffering propriety is what they want from me, they don’t know how you’ve haunted me so stunningly

You’ve found it even harder to focus on anything except him since he left you in that classroom. You stare way more than you should. You swear you see him everywhere. It’s like he was always trying to be in your eye line. You groan at the thought of being left on the edge as you rest your head against the table. Your friends have noticed your off behavior but chose not to comment on it… too much.

“Why don’t you just go to the dorm and rest?” Adelia suggests. She was trying to be helpful but you know if you end up in your bed you’re just going to want him.

“I think you should get some sleep y/n/n, i don’t think i’ve even seen you sleep the last couple of days” Mary says as she looks at you with sympathy.

You nod. Though you know you’re not going to go to your bed. You stand and head out, hoping that going on a walk will help clear your head. It didn’t. Everything you saw made you think of him or rather places he could take you and you’d let him. You sigh at the thought as you continue walking, you must not have been paying attention to where you were going cause you ended up in front of the slytherin dorms.

I choose you and me… religiously. What if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh

What you didn’t expect to see was Regulus, leaning up against the wall, breathing heavily. You go to question what exactly he’s doing but he’s already stood up and walked towards you. He grabs your tie bringing you close so he can capture your lips with his. You both moan into the kiss, breathing stuttering as he moves to your neck. You sigh, he continues kissing along your neck and jaw.

“I want you.” He says hurriedly against your jaw. You nod and let him pull you into the common room and to his dorm.

“You’ve been stuck in my head since that stupid party” He says, pushing your robe off. He undoes your tie, unbuttoning your shirt. Your lips crash as he continues to undress you.

“Please Regulus, I need you” You moan against his mouth. He lifts you up before laying you out against his bed. He kisses up your thighs before pulling down your skirt.

“I’m sorry, i would but i just need to be in you” He says kissing your thigh before moving up so he can slot his legs between yours. You both moan loudly as he slips inside you. He begins to thrust, slowly at first before speeding up.

You let him go at whatever pace he wants as you slide your hands into his hair. He whines against your lips as you clench around him. You kiss him more firmly letting him slide his hand up into your hair. He moves his other hand, sliding it between the two of you so he can reach your clit. He rubs it in circles as he continues to thrust into you. You continue to make almost inaudible sounds.

After one particularly good thrust, hitting exactly right, you cum, clenching down hard on him. “y/n, i have to- please let me come in you” He breaths against your neck. You allow him to and he spills inside you. You both breathe heavily against each other as you come down from your high.