I Was Wrong

I Was Wrong

Summary: Since Tyrion arrived to Mereen and became your sister's advisor, you've always held him in high respect and admiration. When you and your sister fled on Drogon and Veles from the fighting pit massacre, Tyrion was left in charge and truth be told he didn't do a good job. Now you and your sister return and both of you are less than pleased with his choices.

Pairing(s): Tyrion Lannister x Fem!TargaryenReader

Warnings: smut, dirty talk, slight angst, biting, rough sex, use of the word 'pussy' stfu it's a warning to me I hate that word lmao

Request: "Can I get a tyrion lannister smut fic? F!reader an him get into a huge fight an after the fight he is more rough an biting an dirty talk please" Requested by @vikingstoner69 i hope you enjoy it!!

Tyrion didn't know what to do. His queens had left and he, as their advisor, made the political choice to meet with the Masters and come to terms that they had seven years to abolish slavery. Now the masters were attacking Mereen and his queens were glaring down at him.

"Despite appearances, I think you'll find the city is on the rise." Tyrion said, voice shaking as he faced the wrath of the Mother of Dragons and the Queen of Serpents.

"The city's on the rise?" Dany said, eyebrow arching as she spoke before looking at you, sitting on one of the benches, jaw clenched as you stayed silent, choosing to be angry in silent.

"Mereen is strong. Commerce has returned to the markets. the people are behind you both." Tyrion has said, flinching as an explosion followed his words.

You and Dany stayed silent, simply glaring at him. You and your sister worked so hard and so long, and you couldn't help but be angry at the lack of respect Tyrion seemed to show that work.

"Well, not all the people. No ruler that ever lived had the support of all the people. But the rebirth of Mereen is the cause of this violence." He stated, causing you to raise an eyebrow at his bullshit excuse of reasoning as your sister walked over to where you sat.

Tyrion took a few steps over to you and your sister. "The Masters cannot let Mereen succeed. Because if Mereen succeeds, a city without slavery, a city without masters...it proves to them that no one needs a master."

Dany and you shared a long exchange of silent words before you turned to Tyrion, standing up and finally deciding to speak.

"Good. Shall we begin?" You said to him.

He looked confused for a bit before asking, "Do we have a plan?"

You took a step closer to him as your sister sat where you once sat, "We will crucify the Masters. We will set their fleets afire, kill every last one of their soldiers, and return their cities to the dirt. That is our plan." You said to him, your anger clear through your words.

"You don't approve?" Dany asked him.

Tyrion sighed before speaking, "You once told me you knew what your father was. Did you two know of his plans for King's Landing when the Lannister armies were at his gates? Probably not. Well, he told my brother and Jaime told me. He had caches of wildfire hidden under the Red Keep, the Guildhalls, the Sept of Baelor, all the major thoroughfares. He would have burned every one of his citizens. The loyal ones as well as the traitors. Every man, woman, and child. Thats why Jaime killed him."

"This is entirely different." Dany said as she stood, her anger becoming ever clearer.

"You're talking about destroying cities. It's not entirely different. I'd like to suggest a different approach." He offered to you two.

All of you found yourselves stood in front of the Masters, fury pouring off of you and Dany. Tyrion stood next to you and looked up at you, but you couldn't bring yourself to look at him, too pissed with his actions to even begin to try and make sense of his actions.

You tried to discuss terms of surrender with the Masters, but they chose to insult you two and insult the work you both put into the cities you freed. You and Dany looked at each other and knew what had to be done, regardless if Tyrion would approve of it or not.

You both took to the sky on your dragons and did as you told Tyrion. Burned every last ship and killed every last soldier, leaving Grey Worm, Missandai, and Tyrion to deal with the Masters yourself.

When you returned back to the Great Pyramid, Tyrion tried his hardest to get you to talk to him, let alone even look at him. His tries failed until he finally managed to corner you in your room.

"Darling, if you would just let me explain." He tried to say.

"Explain what? How you looked at the work we put in and simply threw it all away?" You yelled at him, finally hitting your breaking point with him. "You disrespected me, you disrespected my sister, you shit on all the things we've done to better this world, and for what?!"

Tyrion sighed, rubbing his temple, "I was merely doing what I believed to be in our best interest. At the time you needed the masters to be on your side or they would have happily brought war upon you and your sisters reign."

"Yes, and what exactly did your fucking meddling bring us? War." You yelled, glaring down at him.

"And if I did nothing, where do you think you would be?! Sitting happily while the problems fixed themselves?!" He yelled back.

You both had a small period of silence, just glaring at each other as you both tried to calm yourselves before your fight got any worse.

"You disrespected me Tyrion." You said in a calm, stern voice. "The years of work my sister and I have done to make these people's lives better, their world better. Give them freedom. Freedom to make the choices they want and do the actions they want, regardless of the good they get or the consequences they get, they were free to make those choices and do those actions. Thats what we fought for. Freedom. And you spit on that like it was nothing." You told him, voice breaking as you sat on your bed, eyes closing as you held back the tears.

Tyrion felt awful, truly he did, but he also felt anger. He was trying to help and instead of trying to understand that he had nothing but yells to make up for it. He shook his head and grabbed a glass of wine, ignoring the scoff you gave him and the mutterings of Valyria you said.

"What would you have me do?!" He turned to you, throwing the glass to the side, marching over to you. "I have done nothing but apologize and apologize all bloody day and you and your sister have done nothing but me feel even worse for the wrong choices I made. So, tell me, what would you have me do?" He asked, hand coming up to grip your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

You stared right back at him, unknowingly clenching your thighs at his act of roughness. You and Tyrion have been in many fights, but he's never acted like this.

"Say it again." You whispered, your hand coming up to wrap your fingers around his wrist, breath starting to pick up.

"Is that what you want? To hear I was wrong?" He mumbled, dragging your face closer to his, "I was wrong. You insufferable woman, I was wrong." He muttered out before tugging you into an anger filled kiss, dragging you off the bed and forcing you to your knees in front of him.

You gasped as your eyes closed, a small moan escaping into Tyrions mouth as your arm wrapped around his neck to keep yourself steady. Tyrion was many things in bed, but he had never acted this rough with you and it certainly affected you in a wonderful way.

"If only you would have listened to me but no, you always had to get the last word in." He grunted, easily untying your dress, tugging it down harshly, exposing your breasts to him. He easily wrapped your legs around his waist, lying your bare back on the floor, attaching his mouth to your nipple. You moaned as you arched into his mouth, his hand coming up to your other breast, pinching and tugging the nipple as he nibbled on the one in his mouth.

His other hand went down to your bunched up dress, slipping underneath it to run his fingers up and down the folds of your wet pussy, slipping his middle and ring finger inside you as he spoke, "Since I've been here, you have done nothing but second guess me and undermine me and I must say, sweet girl, it's about time someone put you in your place."

He growled, mouth trailing his warm kisses down your chest and stomach, beelining for the one place he was about to ravage. He let a feral moan escape his throat as his tongue hit your clit, your wetness quickly being devoured by him as his fingers sped up their thrusts inside you.

You tilted your head back, eyes shutting tightly as your mouth fell open in silent pleasure. Your legs lifting to rest on Tyrions shoulders as you propped your upper body up on your hands, one of them snaking town to tangle in Tyrions dark curls, tugging him closer to your pussy.

You felt yourself clenching around his fingers, tugging at his hair when his free hand returned to your breast, pinching and tugging at them, causing blissful moans to escape your mouth at the mix of pain and pleasure that he was bestowing upon you.

"Tyrion, please...I'm so close..." You whispered out, just loud enough for him to hear you. Tyrion let a smirk grace his lips, slipping a third finger inside you, his lips wrapping around your clit, sucking gently on the bundle of nerves. Your legs tightened around his head, back arching as he gifted you the sweet release you were craving, a loud moan escaping into the echoes of your room. You didn't give the slightest fuck on whether or not people could hear you.

Tyrion pulled back, moving your legs to wrap back around his waist as he stood on his knees, quickly undoing his trousers, pulling his hard cock out of its confinements, moaning as he rubbed it through your wet slit, eyes closing as he gave you a small moment to recover.

Tyrion basked in the moan you let out as he pushed his way inside you, groaning himself as his cock slipped inside the wet heat of your pussy, not stopping until he was bottomed out. He gave you a quick second to recover before he began thrusting in and out of you, groaning at the warm juices that dripped down his cock as he fucked you.

You dug your nails into his back, loud moans spilling as he attached his mouth to your chest and neck, biting and sucking wherever he could. You knew there would be bruises and marks all over you come morning, but you didn't care. You didn't care about anything but your Tyrion. The way he fucked you, the way he marked you up, the way he loved you. He was yours, and you were his and he'd be damned if he let anyone forget that.

"Look at me, sweet girl. Look at me." Tyrion said, gripping your jaw to force you to look at him, your eyes slowly opening as whines escaped your mouth. "I want to see you when you cum. I want to watch when you fall apart on my cock. I want to bask in the way you'll be fucked stupid by me."

You wrapped both your arms around his neck, eyes locking onto his as you rocked your hips in time with his thrusts. You let a loud moan out as he locked his lips with yours, spit and teeth colliding in your passion filled kiss, Tyrions fingers reaching in between you two to rub at your clit, dragging you closer and closer to your peak.

"Go on, my love, let go for me." He urges you on, smirking as your head fell back, a loud mix of a scream and a moan leaving your mouth as you crossed the line between pleasure and pure bliss. You held onto him the best you could as he joined you in your climax, a rough grown escaping his mouth as his hips stilled, his hands resting on your shaking legs.

You two laid there, panting as you both catch your breath, Tyrion resting his head in-between your breasts. You sighed as you felt the soft kisses he left, your hand coming up to tangle into his hair, pressing a kiss to his head.

"I did not mean to undermine what you and your sister have done, my love. I admire you and the world you strive to create." Tyrion said, leaning up to press a kiss to your mouth, feeling the soft touch of a smile on your lips.

"You were trying to help, i appreciate it but perhaps leave the matters of dealing with the masters to me and my sister, hmm?" You mumbled, smiling as Tyrion chuckles and nods,

"As you wish, my love."

Do you still take requests for Ouran highschool host club?

Yes I do! Feel free to ask away now that I’m gonna be more active haha

Through the eras- The 7th Sense

Hair

Outfit 1 - Music Video

Outfit 2 - Promotions

Albert Blithe NSFW HCs

Summary:

Pairings: Albert Blithe x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, mentions of WW2, use of the word ‘pussy’ stfu it’s a warning to me, unprotected sex (PRACTICE SAFE SEX 😤), mentions of pregnancy

Requested By: @ghoulsister1 Hope its what you wanted :)

Oh boy

We’re gonna talk about your first time but ill touch basis on small things too

The first time you two fucked this poor baby was a nervous wreck

He was a virgin and I BELIEVE IN SOFT ALBERT SUPREMECY

It was the night before he had to leave for boot camp, you two spent the whole day together, what better way to end it.

You two had a long talk beforehand about each of your likes and dislikes, well you did most of the talking, he sat there adorably blushing

Once the night began to close and you two found yourselves in your room was when it hit him what was about to happen

He was nervous but with your lips slowly trailing down to his neck he seemed to forget exactly what he was nervous about to begin with

Neither of you believed he would last long, the whimpers that fell from his lips as you moved your hand over the obvious tent in his pants only growing more and more desperate

Now that’s not to say he didn’t make sure you were feeling your top pleasure

He would never admit it out loud but his friends did give him some ‘tips’ about the night

And classic good boy fashion he made sure he gave just as well as he took

He relished in your moans as he slipped his fingers under your skirt, the tips of his fingers moving like a ghost over your clothed pussy

He could feel himself twitch nonstop in his pants, wondering what the warmth of your pussy would feel like wrapped around his cock instead of his fingers

He’s a careful boy, taking his time to properly stretch you out, plus he wanted to see how loud his fingers could make you

Time was like a blur to him, soon finding both of you under the covers, your skin touching his as you two looked at eachother with love

You two had a long talk about whether or not you two wanted to be safe about it but you both knew there was no one else for you so the thought of pregnancy wasn’t scary to you.

and as morbid as it was, if he were to not come home you wanted a piece of him to cherish forever.

He promised himself he’d never forget the way you looked when he finally pushed himself inside of you, his forehead resting against yours, your skin glowing as you welcomed the pleasure he gave you

Once he got in a rhythm, you practically saw stars

He wasn’t small so he was touching places inside you that you didn’t even know were there

Both of you were sure your neighbors would resent you for the rest of their lives, you weren’t too loud but your voice definitely traveled through the thin walls

Bliss was all you could experience

In that moment, wrapped up in his arms, in such a vulnerable and intimate way you almost didn’t want to let him leave the next morning

He sounded beautiful

I don’t think he’d be a moaner but he’d definitely give some grunts and groans that sound so lovely in your ear

He can tell when you’re close, the way your hand tightened on his bicep and your legs tighten themselves around his waist

He’s right there with you, his eyes shut as his head falls to muzzle into your neck, giving a few more thrusts before he spills inside you, both of you letting out a few more moans as you basked in the warmth of both your releases mixing inside you

There wasn’t much talking afterward, there didn’t need to be.

He cleaned you up, provided you with love and affection in his on quiet little way before he laid next to you, holding you close and praying to whatever power up there that he would make it back to you and, he hopes, his child.

I gotta remember to come back and read the next part 😅😅😅

[4:38 PM] Oikawa Toru [3]

Thank you for your patience <3

Warning: angst, healing and future complication

Second part

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After ensuring Mateo’s fever had subsided, Y/n kicked Toru to get some sleep. She saw his hesitation; did he not trust her with his son?

“I promise I won’t take off with him.” Y/n deadpanned.

Toru shook his head, “no – no that’s… I trust you.” He looked like he could fall asleep on his feet. “I just… I just can’t wrap my head around this. Why you would care about us…”

Y/n raised a brow at him, “you were the one who came to my unit.”

Recalling, Toru nodded, “yeah… you’re right.”

“I have a weird sleep schedule anyways, so I’m used to being a night owl.” Y/n turned her attention back to Mateo who suckled his pacifier in her arms. “I’ll keep an eye on his fever, so go rest.”

He inhaled, like he had more things to say but nodded, “alright, but wake me up at any time, got it?” She saluted to him, and he smiled before turning his heels towards his bedroom. He left the door cracked ajar just so Y/n did not feel uncomfortable entering his room if needed.

Together, Y/n and Mateo rocked and waltzed to some of her old concerto videos on YouTube on the TV while staring out to the city night of Tokyo. It was not long before Mateo drifted asleep against her chest.

Y/n glanced at the TV when she heard the familiar solo violinist and her heart raced.

Kim Woojin.

The video playing was their concerto together four years ago.

She hasn’t spoken to Woojin in a few months after he had proposed to her.

And she rejected him.

.

Y/n sat across from Toru in awkward silence at his kitchen table.

She woken up to the smell of delicious food and immediately was hungry. The thought of food was pushed aside as her mind was focused on getting Mateo’s fever to go down.

Toru set a plate of scrambled eggs, toast, and fruits in front of her. He pushed a fresh squeezed glass of orange juice in her direction while he sipped on some tea.

“Thank you,” she muttered, still feeling dazed.

Mateo was in Toru’s arms being fed with a bottle.

I need to go, she thought, chowing down her food.

“I’m not going to kick you out, so you don’t need to inhale your food.” Toru said softly, setting the bottle on the table and shifting Mateo upward to pat his back.

Y/n narrowed her eyes at him for reading her mind. “I appreciate the breakfast, but I have other things to do today,” she lied, she had nothing to do now that she is currently taking a break from the piano world.

“Mateo and I can’t thank you enough, whatever you did to get rid of his fever.”

Y/n nodded, finishing the last of her strawberries. She stood up and began picking up her plate to take it to the sink when Toru stopped her. “Your hands are full, this the least I can do.”

She ended up washing the dishes before she said her goodbye.

“I’ll be away the next couple of days. I used your TV to search for some of my old videos on YouTube last night and it seemed to have put Mateo to sleep.” She sigh, “hopefully it’ll work.”

Toru smiled, “thank you, Y/n. Truly.”

. .

Y/n returned four days later.

She traveled to a handful of different time zones that her body was struggling to keep up. It was before sunrise when she showered and fell into her bed, knocking out until the evening.

Looking at the clock on her phone, she groaned. She hated this feeling when it came to traveling because it threw her day off.

Opening her fridge, she was greeted with empty shelves.

Sighing, she went back to her room to change her clothes to go out.

She returned an hour later full and with some groceries. Exiting the elevator, she caught herself looking at the opposite door for a second before she moved to enter her unit.

. .

[Aoba Josei High School]

Y/n couldn’t stop smiling like a fool.

She and Toru have plans after school to stop by the book store to pick up the latest manga volume to In Your Heart. A series that he took interest in after he found her reading it.

Toru also wanted to treat her to ice cream.

Y/n has yet to tell Toru that she couldn’t resist and read beyond the chapters online and found out what happened next.

The main character, Lina, is a well-known pianist and returns home after being abroad for many years. She runs into her first crush from high school, Nikko, and they reconnect, falling in love with each other once again. But Lina has a secret…

Y/n has been giddy wanting to blurt the spoiler she discovered, Toru is going to be so shocked!

She placed a hand over her rapidly beating heart that’s been fluttering every time she thought about Toru. She couldn’t deny it any longer and knew she was like the many other girls who were easily swooned by his charming personality.

A nagging voice in the back of her head was constantly reminding her to be careful.

But her heart felt things she’d never felt before and how could she not want more?

.

Y/n followed behind three unknown girls as they led her outside of the school building. She was annotating her notes when three girls approached her desk.

“We have something to say to you, follow us.”

They turn the corner behind the gymnasium and Y/n hesitated until one of the girls stepped out, “come.”

Finally, out of ear shot, the one girl who Y/n had a feeling was the leader stepped forward and pulled something out of her pocket and shoved it into Y/n face.

Y/n flinched, leaning back as she eyed the phone.

“Watch this.”

The video began playing, starting out shaky and at a weird angle towards four boys.

She immediately recognizes Toru, and the other three boys he is often around with, Hajime, Takahiro and Issei.

“How is it going with Y/n?” Issei inquired, kicking his feet onto his desk.

Toru shrugged his shoulder. “I think it’s going good; she’s definitely warmed up to me.”

“Yeah we can tell, I’ve never heard her talk to so much before.” Issei laughed, mockingly. “What did you do? Woo her?”

Toru snorted, “my charm was enough for her to open up to me. How much more do you need for me to win the bet?”

A hand slaps the back of Toru’s head, Iwaizumi Hajime growled, “you made a bet? That’s the bet you guys were talking about?”

“Toru said he could get any girl to fall at his feet, Y/n is totally at his feet.” Takahiro laughed, digging into the inside of his pocket before slapping a few bills in front of Toru. “It’s just a bet, it’s not like Toru said he was going to get her to fall in love with him. He just needed to open her up, no harm done.”

“But still, you made a bet on her.” Hajime pointed, “that’s still a shitty thing to do, Shitty-Kawa.”

“Chill, Iwa-chan,” Toru rolled his eyes, “I only said I’ll get her to fall for my charms, which she did. I didn’t say anything about dating her and dumping her. If anything, I helped her open up to a man, a future man for herself so she should be thankful I helped her up for her own good.”

Issei leaned forward in front of Toru, “do you like her?”

Toru shook his head, “no, she’s cute but I don’t like her. Her stuttering is cute but personally, it’s a turn off.”

Hajime swore, “you’re an asshole. Did you pretty much use the girl to help your grades?”

“Yep!” the two other guys answered. “That’s why he had the top scores in the class and now Oikawa has the grades to apply to colleges.”

The video ended.

Words were sealed and Y/n could only look pitiful.

“We thought you should know the truth.” The girl stuffs her phone back in her pocket. “Whatever you decide to do is up to you.” They turned to walk away.

“W – wa – ait,” Y/n whispered, they turned to look over their shoulders. “Th – thank y – ou.”

.

Toru found himself glancing back at Y/n’s empty seat.

It has been day three now of her absence and their teacher has not said anything about her absence like how she would with other students.

She also hasn’t responded to any of his messages either after her last message to him canceling their plans to go to the bookstore and grab ice cream afterwards.

“Class, I have an announcement to make.” The teacher tapped her pen against the chalk board to get everyone’s attention. “One of our classmates, Y/n…” she paused to inhale sharply. “She will no longer be in this class as of today. Can I ask for a volunteer to clear out Y/n’s locker and deliver her possession to her?”

Toru stood up immediately, “I volunteer.”

After school was out, Toru rushed to gather his own items to leave when Naomi approached him.

She had a serious look on her face before asking quietly, “can I talk to you for a bit?”

Toru nodded before following her. She stepped off to the side away from the crowd that’s rushing to leave.

He noticed Naomi eyeing the bag of Y/n’s items, where mainly a pencil pouch, a few notebooks, and small stationary items. “I can take those to Y/n.”

Toru frowned; his grip tightened around the handle of the bag. “It’s okay. Utada-sensei asked for me to drop it off and it’s on my way home too so I can just swing by.” He paused, watching Naomi before asking, “did something…happen to Y/n?”

Her eyes turned cold, “shouldn’t you know best? Since you made that bet on her?” She wanted to laugh in his face when his eyes widened. She held her hand out, but Toru made no move to hand over the bag. “Face it, you’ve been outed, Oikawa, I hope you won a good chunk of money.”

Naomi took a step forward, she was tall for a girl, but she wasn’t as tall as Toru, but her stance was taller than him at the moment. “If I had not promised Y/n, I would have punched you.” She reached to snatch the bag out of his hand leaving him behind stunned.

.

The end of the school year came in a blink of an eye and before Toru knew, he was only two days away from graduation.

Everyone has congratulated him for getting scouted and accepted to join Club Atletico San Juan, a professional team in the Argentina Volleyball Federation. It is beyond his hopes and imagination, and he was still processing it.

He would immediately leave for Argentina right after graduation.

He knows he’s happy and proud of himself.

But there was something heavy on his heart.

Toru has been sitting on the bench at one of the local parks near his home, waiting for Y/n.

If she does come.

He had texted her earlier, I know you probably don’t want to see me anymore, but I would like to explain myself. Can we meet at the park by our house in 30 minutes?

His knee has been shaking nervously. What if he can’t get his message across? What if he choked?

His head snapped up the moment he felt the spot beside him shift. “Y/n…” She doesn’t spare him a glance, staring straight ahead. “All I can say is… I’m sorry.” There is no emotion on her face. “I got accepted to play for a club in Argentina and I’ll be leaving soon but I couldn’t leave without saying I’m truly sorry to you. I own up to all my mistakes, my actions of hurting you… I don’t even know how to make up for hurting you.”

Tears pricked his eyes, and he had no right to cry at all. How dare he after he had no remorse when it came to agreeing to the bet. Deep down he knew there was more to it but at this point, it was best that he didn’t make the situation worst. “I’m really sorry.”

Y/n stood up and Toru’s eyes followed as she turned her heels to stand in front of him. She exhaled softly and then smiled.

Toru blinked waiting for her to say something. Anything.

Whether it be she hated him or that she won’t forgive him.

But she doesn’t say a single word.

She just stared at Toru for a second longer before she dropped her head and turned her heels, walking away.

. .

[Present day]

Y/n woken up feeling drowsy, she couldn’t tell if the sun was just rising or ready to set.

She allowed her eyes to close again as her dreams flashed her back to high school again. She has been dreaming about her past since the day she re-encountered Toru again.

It’s as if she’s being reminded again of the hurt he caused her and to be weary of getting involved with him.

Or maybe this was the closure she needed.

The last time she saw Toru was right before he left overseas. After discovering she was merely a bet to Toru, she needed time away from him to process her thoughts.

She learned to move on and let go of the bet. She should have trusted her instinct and known it was too good to be true to have someone like Toru wanting to be her friend.

But what hurt her the most was his comment about her stuttering.

Looking back, because of Toru, she gained confidence speaking more, desire to speak because she wanted to communicate with him. Every night she would study and practice speaking sentences slowly so she would overcome her stuttering.

For the longest time she accepted her flaw. Her parents tried to encourage her to seek a specialist to help her with her speech, but she was always too nervous and shy. It was easier for her to just remain silent, and she was okay with that.

“M – mom… and d – ad…,” Y/n inhales sharply, interrupting the silence at dinner. “I… I want to go to – to O – Osaka School o – of Speech…”

The specialty school didn’t operate like public schools and after much consideration and approval from the principal of Aoba Josei, they allowed Y/n to graduate early so she could immediately start her classes at the specialty school.

Y/n put her passion for piano on pause so she could focus solely on her speech. In a span of less than six months her speech has improved tremendously.

For the first time in her life, she had never been so excited to talk. Her confidence boosted and she wanted to talk about all the things she was too afraid to talk about.

Even years later, her stuttering only resurfaced when she was extremely nervous.

And recently since she ran into Toru again.

Y/n lifted her head at the sound of her door chime. Grabbing her phone, she sees the notification that someone is at her door.

Toru and Mateo.

She quickly got off the bed and ran her fingers through her hair before shouting, “coming!”

“Hey,” Toru greeted as soon as she opened the door, “we wanted to see if you would like to join us for dinner at our place? Mateo and I would like to treat you to dinner for being so kind to us.”

Her eyes locked with Mateo who took a second before realizing who she was and excitedly pumped his arms. She smiled sweetly at him before answering, “sure, give me ten minutes to change and I’ll be over.”

.

Toru left the door open, and Y/n invited herself in. She looked for Mateo and Toru pointed out that he was in the living room.

She found the baby sitting in the middle of the room surrounded by toys and as soon as he spotted Y/n, he began flapping his chubby arms in delight that caused him to fall backwards.

Y/n burst out in giggles and hurried towards him when Mateo began whining.

“Don’t mind him, he’s in the phase of wanting to be held all the time. Don’t fall for it.” Toru said from the kitchen.

If it was a trap, Y/n fell for it alright. “Hi Mateo!” she cooed, clapping her hands to get his attention. Mateo immediately showed excitement and indicated he wanted to be picked up. She pulled him into a sitting position and his grip on her was strong as he wasn’t going to let go. “Okay, okay I’ll pick you up,” she cooed when he began to pout. He nuzzled into her chest and looked up at her with awed.

She leaned in to kiss his chubby cheek, “so glad you’re feeling better.” She reached to comb his mop of dark brown hair and brushed it behind his ears, “your hair is getting long.” Her thumb rubbed his earlobe and he let out a yawn. “Are you tired?”

She stood up and cuddle him against her chest, rocking him gently.

“Don’t cave in, Y/n… or else you’ll make it hard for me.” Toru groaned from the kitchen.

The smile on his face indicated otherwise, deep down, he secretly loved any and all interaction between Y/n and Mateo.

Toru knows he can only do so much to fill the vacancy of a mother-figure for Mateo and he often wonders, just how it would be if Mateo did have a mother-figure in his life. Though he was still too young to understand it now, eventually he will question why he doesn’t have a mother like other kids his age.

Until that day comes, Toru will be his mother and father and will do his best to explain the situation when Mateo is old enough. He won’t hide anything, but he will do his damn best to protect his son from anything and everything.

He had to learn everything from beyond scratch about being a single parent. He knew nothing about babies, let alone raising one of his own.

Toru began to panic and doubt himself a few days before Mateo’s birth. Unpleasant thoughts began to plague his mind. Could he really take care of this baby by himself? What does it mean for his volleyball career? Maybe it is best to put the baby up for adoption?

But the moment Mateo was placed in his arms in a separate room away from his mother in the hospital, he knew he could not turn his back on this baby.

His baby.

He no longer cared to plead for Lucia to stay, to reconsider for the sake of their child.

He actually wanted her to leave for good and to have no part in their lives.

It was going to be them two from here on.

“Your noo – noodles will over cook at this point…”

Toru blinked, seeing that he completely ignored the pot of ramen that was overly boiling. “Oh shoot!” He quickly turned off the stove and glanced at Y/n who was holding Mateo in her arms as they both looked at him with the same confused look.

“You might be right, it’s a little over cooked.”

Y/n shrugged her shoulder and turned her attention to Mateo. With a smile, she muttered at the baby, “it’s okay, I like soft ramen.” As if Mateo knew what she meant, he smiled widely at her.

Toru smiled too, his heart soft like his ramen at the sight of his son and Y/n smiling.

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Y/n leaned back against her seat groaning. “I’m so full.”

She thought he was only making home cooked food, turns out he ordered other food, and it was delivered. Toru’s family size kitchen table was filled with a different dish.

“Why did you get so much food?” She complained she was full but continue to keep adding to her plate.

Toru held a sleeping Mateo in his arms and ate with one hand, “well, I didn’t know what you like so I got a variety of things.”

“Toru, if you knew me – you would know I’ll never say no to food, any type of food.” She bites into a piece of batter squid and lets out a sigh, “this is so delicious too.”

“I would like to know more about you.”

Y/n blinks, letting that sink in.

Toru can see the cogs in her head spinning fast. “I mean as in a friend,” he paused, “again. I want to be your friend again. If you allow…” His heart began to pound when she set her chopsticks down. “Please – I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make this – “

“Whatever happened between us years ago, it’s in the past. I don’t hate you.” She wiped her mouth with a napkin. “I – I’m glad… you’re bringing this up because I – I didn’t know how to…” she inhales, “I won’t ask why I was a bet, but I do want to know if you ever regretted it?”

Toru’s eyes pierced through hers with nothing but remorse in them. He’s been looking at her with the same eyes since the day she reconnected with him. He nodded his head. “Yes,” he whispered, “every day.”

“I forgive you.” Y/n said in a heartbeat. She smiled softly, “so, let that burden go.”

They were simple words but meant everything.

As if the weight on his shoulder had finally lifted and Toru’s head dropped as he let out a deep breath. He set his chopsticks down to wipe the tears from his eyes. “Thank you,” he whispered. He was a coward to run away to another country and pursue his career. Day after day, month after month, year after year, the burden only became heavier and heavier. He made no fuss about it because he truly believed he deserved any punishment and consequences for acting foolishly.

It was through time that he realized how much of an impact Y/n had made in his life in a short period of time. Her kindness touched his heart when he realized that that is all she ever offered him.

Even after all this time.

“Toru,” he looked up, “forgive yourself so you can be better and do better.” Her eyes drop to the deeply asleep baby in his arm, “do it for Mateo.”

And you, he said to himself.

“Okay,” he nodded, “please continue to eat, I didn’t mean to ruin the atmosphere.”

“I’m going to gain so much weight thanks to you.” She teased, “but I’m really full, I can’t even eat even if I want to.” She stares at him for split second, “thank you for dinner, everything was delicious.”

“Thank you for joining us,” Toru smiles at his son, “even if this guy is rude and slept during dinner.” He looked up and read the curiosity in her eyes.

For the first time, Toru isn’t ashamed to tell his story, his and Mateo’s story.

“Are you wondering where his mother is at?”

Y/n didn’t deny it. “Only if you feel safe to tell me.”

“Of course, I trust you.” He adjusted Mateo in his arm, “I was in a long-term relationship with his mother, her name is Lucia, and she is a pretty well-known model in San Juan. We both agreed and understood that our main priority was our careers.” He glanced down and rubbed the cheek of his son. “Mateo was not in either of our plans, and it scared the shit out of me when Lucia told me she was pregnant. I had no time to think about it and had to quickly decide either my career or my child.”

Toru remembered without hesitating, choosing his unborn child.

For weeks he had been contemplating his volleyball career, wondering if he had reached a stagnate point in his career or was he no longer happy playing volleyball?

He prayed for a sign, something to give him strength and guidance.

If Lucia announcing she is pregnant was the sign, Toru was going to choose it.

“I was ready to retire or take a long break from my career, but Lucia wasn’t on board, she was very clear that she didn’t want the pregnancy and I convinced her to not terminate the pregnancy and that I’ll take full responsibility of him.”

He looks up at Y/n and wonder how she could still look at him with the same soft eyes. He was so used to the disappointed look he forgot the warmth she made him feel. His closest friends didn’t approve of his decision, thinking it was best she terminated the pregnancy so neither of them are tied down.

But Toru was firm on his decision.

“For the entire pregnancy she remained out of public eyes and out of work,” he opted out of disclosing how he had paid a hefty amount of money to support her lavish life during the nine months. Thankfully, Toru continued his career for another season and signed another contract with brand name sponsorships. “I checked in with her everyday to make sure the pregnancy was going well.” There were times Lucia wouldn’t respond to him, annoyed he was bothering her all the time when there was nothing new. “Mateo was born two weeks earlier but was the size of most newborns.”

Y/n asked the ultimate question, “and Lucia didn’t want anything to do with you two?”

Toru shook his head, no longer sad when asked that question. To be honest, he wasn’t sad, he was sad for his son. “No, she didn’t want him from the beginning and as soon as she could, she  demanded for a cesarean section to get him out of her.”

The broken-hearted look on her face hurt Toru. “Don’t be sad, it was honestly a blessing in disguise. She didn’t want to be in the same room with him and I’m glad. As soon as I held him in my arms, I promised it was going to be the two of us and we’ll be alright.”

“I’m proud of you, Toru.” Y/n quietly said heartfelt smile.

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“Thank you for dinner and,” she lifted the bag in her hand, “sharing some of the leftovers.”

After their heart-to-heart talk, neither of them realized it was already close to 11PM. Y/n began cleaning up as Toru went to set Mateo down for the night.

Toru rubs the back of his neck, “no, thank you for joining us,” and for everything.

Silence stood between them, they spoken and off loaded some burden tonight but there were still many unspoken things between them.

She gazed at him, “I want you to know that I feel a lot better talking to you tonight.” She turned her heels and Toru called her name.

Looking over her shoulder, she waited for him to speak. He held his breath before barely whispering, “can I hug you?”

Her eyes widen for a second before smiling. She set her bag down and walked into his open arms, her arms wrapping around his waist tightly.

It was only a few seconds but felt like a long hug.

A much-needed hug for two broken people.

Y/n pulled away, her cheeks tinted pink as she rushed to grab her good and slip her shoes on. “I’ll s – see you around. Have a good night.” She opened his door and froze when she saw the tall figure waiting at her door, staring straight at her with the same wide eyes. “Woojin?”

“What are you doing over there?” Woojin stepped forward and froze, narrowing his eyes.

“Do you know him?” Y/n looked over her shoulders, seeing Toru staring straight at Woojin.

The atmosphere is tense and to add to that, she heard Mateo’s cry at a distance. “Go – I know him he’s… a friend.”

Toru looks down at Y/n, “you sure?”

“Of course.” She pressed a hand against his chest, forcing him back into his unit before closing the door. She turned to Woojin before walking to her unit to open the door, silently telling him to enter.

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