Harder To Breathe - Supernatural - Part 2

Harder to Breathe - Supernatural - Part 2

FIRST PERSON – ALEX

I saw Sam flick his hair off his face and Dean place his gun on the table. “Before we… start, Alex,” Sam said. “We have to… you know,” he pointed to some holy water and a silver blade.

“Yeah, I know, go ahead,” I held my arm out and they poured holy water of it. Next, Dean took a blade out and hovered it over my arm, thinking about cutting me. I knew that he wouldn’t be able to do it. I watched him as he contemplated it. He didn’t do anything after about thirty seconds, so I took the blade from him, touching his hand in the process. He looked up at me, with teary eyes, and I softly smiled at him.

I pressed the blade to my forearm and slide it across my skin, cutting it open. Blood came to the surface and Dean quickly took a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around the cut, stopping the bleeding. “So,” I cleared my throat. “Why are you here?”

They explained the situation to me. I listened intently and had to hold back my cries when I realised how much shit they had gone through. They both had literally gone to hell and back. I didn’t know how much pain and suffering they had to go through. It just made me feel worse that they had to go through it without me. I cleared my throat when they had finished. “Now, we understand that you’re angry with us, and it’s okay if you don’t want anything to do with us. We’ve hurt you, we know,” Sam said.

“It’s okay,” I nodded, my head falling to look at the ground.

“No,” Dean said abruptly. “It’s not okay,” he walked closer to us. “But we will do everything we can to make it okay between us,” he said, his voice firm and clear.

I nodded, smiling, not letting my tears fall from my eyes. “So, you need a safe place yeah?” I asked. They nodded. “I know just the place.”

-

I directed Dean as he drove the impala to the bunker. I was at the library one day, and I was searching through all these old books and I found an address and key to this bunker. From as far as I can tell, this place is warded and secluded enough for no one to know it.

I smiled as I unlocked the door and led them in. “H-How did you find this place?” Sam asked, having a field day already. I shrugged with a smile on my face. I winked at him and he just laughed, looking around. I showed them around, Dean and I laughing at Sam’s excited comments about everything.

“How’s this then? Good enough?”

“Yeah, this is – this is great­, Alex,” Sam said, a massive smile on his face.

“Cool,” I sighed, flopping down into a chair. “Stay here for as long as you want.”

-

Sam and Dean decided that I should go back home. They said they didn’t want anything to happen to me because of them. I thought it was a stupid idea, because I was obviously safer with them than I was at home, by myself. Sure, I had a brief knowledge of monsters and stuff like that, but not as much as I would like to.

I sighed, feeling my anger starting to peak again at them. “Well, I better get going then,” I said, shaking my head and standing up. Sam walked me out to the car, Dean specifically said that I could take it for extra protection. I rolled my eyes at him then.

“I’ll see you later, Alex,” Sam smiled, pulling me into a hug. “It’s been good seeing you.”

“Yeah, I’ll see you, Sammy,” I sighed into his chest. Dean came up a couple of seconds later, and Sam went inside. Dean gave me the keys, telling me to be careful with his baby.

“Dean, I promise I will not hurt your car,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“She’s not the only thing I’m worried about,” he said, looking directly into my eyes. He pulled me close to his chest. I breathed in his scent, savouring it. “I’m sorry we’re doing this, Lex, but I need to know that you’re safe, and safe is away from me – I mean, away from us.”

“No, Dean, safe would be with you guys. You know, the ones that know stuff about monsters and how to kill them,” I said, pulling back from his hug, angrily.

“We’ve taught you how to kill most stuff, okay? You’ll be okay, I promise you.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Dean,” I said, stepping into the drivers’ seat. “Bye, Dean,” I said, after rolling down my window. I paused, hesitant, “I love you guys.”

“We love you, too,” as I drove away the song that was playing was Harder to Breathe, by Maroon 5.

-

It had been a couple of days since I left Sam and Dean at the bunker. I had been watching Netflix for approximately 30 of those hours while eating nothing but frozen dinners. Sam would absolutely have a fit. I was watching PS I Love You, and crying all the way through it.

 I quickly wiped my face with tissues when I heard someone knocking on my door. I gulped some water and opened the door, clutching my phone in my hand. I didn’t recognise the person who was standing in front of me though. He was about Dean’s height, had light brown hair with blue eyes. He was wearing a white collared t-shirt with a low hanging tie and a trench coat. I noticed his white shirt had a big blood stain on it.

“Uh, can I help you?” I asked him, a worried look on my face.

“Y-you know Dean?” he gritted through his teeth. I nodded. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and I rushed forward, ready to catch him before he fell. I got him so his arm was around my shoulders and I dragged him into my apartment. I dropped him on the couch and pulled my phone out, calling Dean and putting him on speaker phone.

“Alex?” he asked, his voice thick with sleep.

“Dean,” I gasped out, hearing my voice crack with worry and confusion.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, knowing that something was wrong.

“T-there’s a man here, he showed up, um, he was looking for you. He’s bleeding, he passed out,” I stuttered, starting to cry.

“Who is he? Did he give you a name? What does he look like?”

“N-no, he didn’t give me his name. Um, h-he has blue eyes, he’s wearing a trench coat,” I paused, thinking.

“Okay, listen to me. His name is Castiel, and if he’s hurt, something bad is happening. Sam and I are on our way, okay? Just make sure he’s okay, Alex,” Dean said. I nodded, but I knew he could hear me. “Alex?” he repeated, his voice firm.

“Y-yeah, right, I got it,” and we hung up. I threw my phone on the table behind us and I worked on turning Castiel over. When I managed that, I loosened his tie so it wasn’t in the way and I unbuttoned his shirt. I found the spot that was bleeding and cleaned all around it with my first aid kit I kept under my coffee table.

The actual wound was round and deep. I took a deep breath and held a cloth over the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. I thought back to my time at school when we did first aid one year, but my mind was blank. I heard my door burst open and Sam came rushing to me. Dean picked me up off the ground where I was kneeling in front of Castiel.

I stood away from Sam and Castiel, latching onto Dean with my arms wrapped around his neck. My face was buried into his chest, trying to hold back my tears, but failing. I could hear Dean whispering in my ear, trying to soothe me. I took a deep breath after a couple of minutes, but I could still feel tears falling down my cheeks.

“Is he gonna be okay? Is he gonna die?” I asked, looking up at Dean. I was still latched onto him.

His eyes looked teary. “He’s tough, he should be fine,” he cleared his throat, and I let go of him. He walked over to where Sam was crouching in front of Castiel. I watched their interactions. They were both worried. I walked closer, so I was leaning against the back of the couch.

I watched as Dean looked over him, tears in his eyes. I wondered who he was, exactly, and how he knew who I was. “I think we just need to let him rest now. We’ve done all we can do,” Sam said, standing up from him couching position. I sighed, nodding. I announced to them that I thought that we should all go to bed. “One of you can stay in my room with me, if you want,” I said, and walked to my bedroom. I took my pants off, and I realised that I was wearing an old shirt of Sam’s. I smiled and buried myself under the blankets, letting all my tears fall.

Soon, I heard my door creak open and light pour in. I looked over and saw Sam walking towards me. He had his boxers on, but no shirt. I smiled as he climbed into the bed with me. “Hey, Alex,” he whispered, making me smile.

“Sammy,” I said as a greeting. He looked at my face in the dark, squinting so he could make it out. He noticed that I had been crying.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, worried.

“It’s stupid, don’t worry about it,” I shook my head. He grabbed my hand.

“It’s not stupid if you’re crying over it, tell me,” he said, and in this moment, it felt like they had never left me. Sam and I were still telling each other everything that happened in our lives, Dean and I jokingly made fun of Sam for wanting to read his books rather than come for a walk run along the beach with us. I smiled, remembering what it was like to have these boys as a constant in my life.

“I-I just, I feel this is my fault. Like Dean blames me, kinda, for what’s happening to Castiel,” I said, shyly. “I can tell that they’re pretty close, you know.”

“Listen, Alex, that isn’t what’s happening. None of this is your fault – I mean, you don’t even know what’s happening – what Cas is!” he shook his head. “You don’t need to feel like that. Dean – or I – doesn’t blame you for what happened to Cas,” he whispered the last part, kissing my forehead.

“Thanks, Sammy,” I whispered, cuddling into his bare chest and falling asleep.

-

When I woke up, Sam wasn’t in bed anymore. I checked my phone quickly before I got up. I walked out of my room, a smile on my face, but it was soon taken over by a frown. There was no Castiel lying on the couch anymore. I checked the bathroom, the spare bedroom, the kitchen and anywhere else he – or Sam and Dean – could have been. All three of them were gone. I started to feel panic rising up my stomach. I got my phone and called Dean – there was no answer. I called Sam next, there also, was no answer. “Shit,” I whispered, calling Dean again, this time, leaving a message. “Listen, Dean, I just woke up and you guys aren’t here. Where are you all? I – I um, don’t care if you’re at the bunker or whatever, but just, call me back, yeah? I worry about you.”

I sighed, putting the phone down and flopping onto the couch. I can’t believe they’re gone again.

-

BTS on a Picnic

Jin: Namjoon help me set up the blanket

Rap Mon: how hard is it to roll out a blanket Jin?

Jin: really hard when you have Jungkook on a leash, now get your over here and lay out the blanket

V: hey guys I brought a magnifying glass to look at the bugs

V: hello wittle teeny weeny lady bugs!

Jhope: don't get too close to the ants Yoongi

Suga: Hoseok I swear to g-

Jhope: BECAUSE ANTS ARE ATTRACTED TO SWEET STUFF YOU KNOW WHAT'S SWEET, YOONGI?

Suga: HOSEOK SHUT U-

Jhope: SUGA AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

V: Jiminie come look at the ants! One of them is carrying a really big crumb, like how you look when you lift

V: it's strong like you bro

Jimin: bro

Jungkook: yeah that's fun, but if you tilt the magnifying glass this way you burn the ants to death lol

Rap Mon: you know ant societies are so sad

Rap Mon: at the moment they're born, they're forced to work government.they're all running around and working, even though they don't get much out of it

Rap Mon: we see them as inferior, but they're just like us

Jungkook: lmao whatever, look at that spider eating that lady bug

V: NOOOO NOT THE LADY BUG

Jungkook: YO IT BIT THE HEAD OFF THAT'S SICK

Jhope: I guess you could say it's... JJEOREO LOL YOONGI, UP TOP

Suga: no

Jin: guys come on let's eat

Jimin: it's ok Taehyung, don't cry over the lady bug. here, hold my biceps

Jungkook: you guys are so weak, here watch me climb this tree

Jin: Jungkook, you stay away from that tree

Jungkook: sweet, a bee hive

Jin: JEON JUNGKOOK, PUT THAT STICK DOWN

Jungkook: someone get this on tape

Suga: lmao ok

Rap Mon: kids listen to your mother

Jhope: hey guys you know the honey in the beehive is kinda sweet

Jhope: you wanna know what else is sweet

Suga: hoe don't do it

Jimin: what?

Jhope: SUGA AYYYYYYYYY

Rap Mon: AYYYYYYYYYYYY

Jin: all I wanted was a nice picnic, I did not pack 7 sandwiches and 7 juice boxes for this

V: well that can't bring back an eaten lady bug back to life does it

Jin:

Jin: *stares into nonexistent camera like the office*

Ok reblog if u find rap monster attractive

ʀᴀᴘ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ for NYLON

Naruto x Reader:

*rated for... slight smut. cough cough.*

You’d been dating Uzumaki Naruto for just over a year. He was fun and loving and caring and everything you’d ever want.

There was only one problem with Uzumaki Naruto.

He was shy.

“What do you want for your birthday (y/n)?”

“Naruto, I’ve told you already. I don’t need anything.”

The blonde squirmed underneath you making you giggle. “Don’t be like that. You know I want to get you something.”

“Well how about you use your imagination and think of something?”

He paused. His movements ceased completely while he lay beneath you in thought.

You sighed running your finger down his chest, lightly resting your head on his right shoulder. Your hand continued down until it reached the hem of his shirt. A smirk spread on your lips as your index finger hooked under the material.

The blonde was still deep in thought about your present, not noticing you slip your entire hand under his shirt.

You felt him flinch at your cold touch, his strong left hand lightly grabbing your wrist, pulling your hand from his body.

You whined. He always did this. Whenever you tried to make a move he stopped you. Giggling shyly and brushing it off like it was nothing.

“Naru…”

“Don’t.”

You huffed, “you always do this, why won’t you let me touch you?”

“I don’t want to rush things…”

You flicked your glare upwards, narrowing your eyes at the blonde through your bangs. You noticed the blush spreading across his face.

A comfortable silence fell over the room before you noticed his breathing had changed. You slowly moved so you could see his face.

He’d fallen asleep.

You smiled at his sleeping form before running your hand back down his torso again and up into his shirt. You pushed the light grey material up, exposing his toned stomach chest. He sighed in his sleep when your lips touched the defined line between his abs.

Your tongue escaped your lips, a constant smirk on them. Your lips and tongue explored the new exposed skin that Naruto had never shown you. A whimper escaped from the blonde boy beneath you before you notice a slight bludge in his pants.

Naruto sighed slightly, your touch leaving his body. Your fingers easily popped the button of his jeans, easily shuffling them down his hips. A slight grin slipped onto your face when you saw he was wearing the tight fitted grey Calvin Klein’s you bought him. Your small hand spread across his clothed length, his chest expanded as he took in a sharp breath.

Thinking nothing of it, you continued with your exploring, running your open palm along him, applying pressure to the top. A squeak left your lips as your wrists were hastily grabbed and your body flipped. The blonde now hovered above you, his right hand pinning both or yours above your head.

“What are you doing?” He heaved. His breath coming out in pants.

“Exploring…” You muttered daringly.

His ice blue eyes gazed into your own. You could see the challenge behind them and you hoped you had a similar expression.

“I’ll tell you what I want for my birthday.”

A look of confusion shone behind his blue orbs.

You grinned, “you know, you wanted to get me something for my birthday.”

“Oh, what is it?”

“You.”

He blushed turning his head away slightly. You took advantage of his new position, firmly pressing an open mouthed kiss to his neck. You sucked lightly leaving a lovely mark, just to remind people that he was taken. And that he was yours.

You were beginning to grow impatient with the blonde. You lifted your hips, firmly pressing them against his own. He groaned, mimicking you and pushing your body down into his bed. He let most of his weight red on you as his lips hungrily attacked your neck and chest. Finally. You’d set him off.

A soft moan left your lips when the blonde started grounding his hips into you. He let your hands go so he had another thing to explore your body with. You’re freedom meant that you could finally remove his shirt. And you did. Very quickly. He chuckled into your skin, before he did the same with your own shirt.

His hands dipped into the top of your shorts. He laughed softly as you moved your hips against him. You could feel the nervousness radiating off him. His hands were sweaty and shaking. You pressed your lips to his, calming him down instantly.

“Do you… do you really want to do this?” You heard him mumble into your skin. His movements had stopped again.

“Naruto… if you’re not comfortable then we can stop…”

His hands firmly planted themselves either side of your head, his muscly arms straightened so he was hovering over you. Those blue orbs were wandering your exposed chest and stomach before they landed on your face.

“You’re so beautiful…” He breathed.

You cheeks heated, you couldn’t contain the smile he always seemed to bring to your face. He smiled at you before kissing you so passionately. If you’d been standing you would’ve fallen over. His body pressed you into the bed again.

Uzumaki Naruto was definitely not shy anymore.

The blonde lie beside you, his face buried in the pillow. He was embarrassed and worn out after your… activities. While you stared at him, he slowly turned his face towards you. He was falling asleep, you don’t blame him tough.

“You know what?”

“Hmm?”

He sighed, a small smile on his lips, “I know what to you for your birthday.”

You laughed, “don’t tell me, I like surprises.”

He smiled, letting his head drop onto the pillow. His hand tugged at your waist pulling you to his body.

“Oh, another thing.”

You glanced up at him.

“I love you.”

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