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(Slightly spoiler, not for the plot tho)

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eldest daughter

your round cheeks, a smile all baby teeth before you wore glasses, you looked just like me you spoke in little whispers, so gentle and sweet i taught you letters, excited for you to read

i cannot forget how little you were, so small but you grew so fast and you got tall enough for rollercoasters and water slides old enough for movies and motorcycle rides

old enough to be beat till you sobbed for mercy older and wronged, shivering in fury older still and afraid, running faster than tears this is how i began to fear it still haunts me after all these years

so i shush you when you cry so i threaten when you fight so i stayed awake at night so i learned how we survive

hush little baby, don’t say a word mama might come, but i got here first i know you’re scared, i know it hurts but if she comes, it will hurt worse

i age too fast, but still too slow to keep you safe from every blow i failed so i pray you hold your own

but when i beg forgiveness, you say what for you only know peacetime, never war i think i’m glad you don’t remember all

the bloodshed and the slaughter let it die with the eldest daughter

I’m the eldest daughter of an eldest daughter of an eldest daughter and I think that says everything you need to know about me

i think he knows | theodore nott x reader

song; i think he knows [taylor swift] pairing; theodore nott x ravenclaw!fem!reader genre; not actually unrequited love, s2l, fluff word count; 3,1k timeline; half-blood prince warnings; swearing, theo's lack of communication summary; you had fancied the mysteriously quiet slytherin boy for as long as you could remember (since first year), and, quite frankly, your best friend was sick of you going on about it without ever making a move

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"wanna see what's under that attitude."

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Truth was, you knew you weren't special for having your attention caught by Theodore Nott. Despite his almost entirely anti-social personality and apparent grumpiness, many girls longed after him. You completely understood, of course; there was something enticing about a potentially misunderstood quiet boy, and the idea of becoming the one person they show affection to was self-indulging.

The fact of the matter, as your best friend, Cho, frequently pointed out, was that you had never even so much as spoken to him. You hoped he at least knew you existed, from the times you had been praised in class for your assignments, but you had no proof that he even recognised your face.

"Babe, it's sixth year now- that's over five years of you fancying Nott," Cho said as she caught your gaze lingering over to the Slytherin table again. It was your second day back after summer, so you had a lot of long-distance admiring to catch up on.

"Okay, so?" you replied, not even bothering to move your eyes away from the object of your desires.

"So, it's time that you do something about it," she continued, shovelling scrambled eggs on to both her plate and yours, "Do you really want to leave Hogwarts without any dating experience?"

You finally prized your eyes away from Nott, opting instead to meet your concerned best friend's gaze, "I don't think it's the sort of time to be thinking about dating."

"It's especially the time to think about it," she said, "Our lives may be shorter than we think they are - don't die with regrets."

You sighed, unable to argue.

"Plus, it really wouldn't hurt to have some positivity around here. You can feel how much heavier the air is than before."

That, you had to agree with. People were still laughing in their friend groups throughout the hall, sure, but there was a lingering sense of dread that had stuck with everyone since the Triwizard Tournament and reign of Umbridge, and it was only getting worse.

"Maybe," you finally concluded, picking up your fork to dig into your breakfast.

"You have nothing to lose," she added, "Your social circles are completely separate, and, you're pretty as fuck."

You couldn't help but smile at her compliment, "Even if that's true, I'm completely inexperienced."

"It's not that hard."

"Yeah, says the girl who had both Hogwarts champions drooling over her. No offence, babe, but you're biased."

"That could just have easily been you if you'd ever spoken to either of them."

"Whatever you say."

Cho sighed, deciding to not argue any further with you on the matter - for now.

***

It was amazing how potions went from your least favourite subject to your favourite after Slughorn took over from Snape. The lessons were no longer a fear-inducing chore, but instead a time of laughter and enjoyable learning: the way it should be.

Harry Potter especially seemed to be flourishing in the subject, much to the dismay of Hermione Granger, who usually took the spot at the top of the class. You were glad to not be a part of their constantly hectic lifestyles, although you had almost been when Cho had a thing with Harry the year prior.

Regardless, your main focus during potions was the gorgeous Slytherin boy who sat across the classroom from you - another of the best students in the class. Your seat was stationed at the perfect angle to sneak glances at him without raising too much suspicion: you definitely hadn't ensured that a few weeks ago during the first lesson or anything.

"Shit, I forgot the anjelica," you muttered to yourself, gazing at the list of ingredients in front of you as you had been wondering why your potion was a navy blue when it was meant to be a royal blue.

You left your station to head over to the ingredients cupboard, where you gazed at the arrangement before you. It was organised alphabetically, so your eyes shifted to the top left hand corner where you spotted the jar that you were after.

You stood on your tiptoes in attempt to reach it, but after failing, you huffed, going to pull out your wand instead. That was when a hard chest pressed against your back and a large pale hand grasped the very jar that you were in dire need of. You turned around quickly only to spot the guy you had fancied for an unhealthy amount of time - and his face was shockingly close to yours. His scent swarmed your nostrils, making your knees weak.

He raised an eyebrow at you.

Coming to your senses, you cleared your throat, "Uh, I need some of that anjelica- please."

His eyes shifted down to the jar in his hand as he stepped back slightly. The added distance meant that you could finally breathe.

Nott presented the jar to you, and you gratefully took it, thanking him in the process. As you went to open it and take what you needed, he left the cupboard and went back to his station, which was in view of where you were. You remained shocked for a few moments: did he not need some of the herb? His eyes locked on to yours from where he now was, making you panic and quickly depart the cupboard with the jar still in your hand.

Rowena, how did Cho expect you to ask him out when you couldn't even make eye contact with him?

***

The following morning, you were sat at breakfast with Cho and your other fellow Ravenclaws, busy discussing the latest ancient runes essay that you had to complete. Just as you began to discuss the difficulties you had with writing the conclusion, you were interrupted by the sound of owls from above. The morning post had arrived.

Typically, you didn't get anything. Maybe the occasional letter from your mother, but that was about it. So, you were mildly surprised to see an envelope drop in front of you.

It was a very small envelope: that was the most confusing part. You couldn't think as to why your mother wouldn't send a normal-sized letter, but you opened it nonetheless. Only, the contents of the envelope made your stomach drop as dread filled your bones and veins.

A tiny note was enclosed, that wasn't addressed or signed, and it simply read "I see you staring at me". Instinctively, your eyes looked up and over to the Slytherin table, where Theodore Nott sat, evidently having been watching you this entire time. His face was completely blank, until he arched an eyebrow at you - clearly a favoured expression of his - which made you begin panicking.

"Oh, fuck," you mumbled, "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

Only Cho, who was sat next to you, heard your profanities, and turned to you with confusion adorning her face. "What is it?"

You passed the note over to her, still gazing at Nott who now had the slightest of amused smirks tugging on his lips.

"Oh, fuck," Cho mimicked you, finally making you prize your eyes away from the boy, "Yeah, I see why you're panicking."

"This is going to socially ruin me," you sighed, "He'll probably tell the other Slytherins and then they'll bully me until the end of my school career."

"Okay, catastrophising much?" she said, gently slapping you, "Nott like never talks, I highly doubt he divulges his friends with personal information."

"Yeah, his personal information!" you whisper-yelled.

"I mean, maybe he likes you back."

"What?"

"He doesn't indicate at all in that note that he's mad at you for staring at him."

"Yeah, but, don't you think he'd go about it in a different way if he returned the feelings?"

Cho paused to think for a moment, "No, actually. Maybe he was pretty sure that you were staring at him, but needed to confirm it. So, he wrote that note to you, intentionally not signing it, to see if you would immediately look to him after reading it."

Your eyes widened with realisation, "Wait, are you saying I could have still saved myself, but instead instantly looked in his direction like a fucking idiot?"

"Y/N," she hit your arm, "I think this is a good thing. Try and be more optimistic."

"Easy for you to say."

***

You felt sick to your stomach as you arrived at your potions lesson that day, keeping your head down as you took your usual seat. Normally, this would be when you'd steal your first glance at Theodore Nott, but the thought of seeing his face again paralysed you with fear.

"Y/N, relax," Cho whispered to you, but her words were futile. Relaxation seemed impossible in times like this.

"Today, class, I want you to pair up with someone you don't usually work with," Professor Slughorn announced, "By that I mean, someone who isn't from your house and doesn't sit on your table."

You mumbled a curse under your breath as people began to move around, looking up to try and locate the nice Hufflepuff girl you sat next to in history of magic. Only, Cho had already disappeared to her side, and they were chatting happily with each other. Rowena, this was bad. You didn't have the biggest social circle.

"Excellent, everyone seems to be in pairs," Slughorn spoke, making you furrow your eyebrows.

Looking to your side, you were shocked to see that Nott had silently sat next you, and was gazing at you intently.

"Hi," you squeaked, flashbacks of breakfast flooding back to you.

He gave you a curt nod, and turned back to face the front.

You didn't listen to a single instruction that Slughorn gave after that, as your brain was much too pre-occupied with concepts of social suicide and humiliation. Was Nott just trying to torture you?

"L/N," a deep voice snapped you out of your thoughts. That was it. The first time you had ever heard Theodore Nott speak.

You turned to him, only to realise that everyone was standing up and getting ingredients - had you really been that spaced out?

It must have been evident in your facial expression that you had no idea what was going on, because Nott opened his potions book and pointed at the potion that you were making. You looked at the ingredient list, but you couldn't say that you were actually taking any of it in.

Clearly, Nott was aware of this fact, and let out a small sigh that made you feel exceptionally guilty. Regardless, he walked over to the ingredients cupboard himself without another word and soon returned with everything you needed. In the meantime, you had snapped out of your stupor and set up the cauldron and cutting board. You didn't want him to completely regret pairing up with you.

What potion were you even making? You finally processed the words on the page: amortentia. Your eyes widened.

This might not end well.

***

You had never thought being a remarkable potion maker - who was collaborating with a fellow remarkable potion maker - would be a bad thing. It turned out that it very much could be when the steam from your concoction wafted up your nose, overwhelming your senses with the smell of intertwined chestnut and paper money. As if the faint scent of Nott that you picked up on whenever he walked past didn't make you nervous enough, now it filled the entire room, since you certainly weren't the only capable potion makers in the class.

"Alright, class, it seems that we have all about finished," Slughorn clapped his hands together, "And, now, for my favourite part."

You had a feeling you knew what was coming.

"Miss Parkinson, what does the potion smell like to you?"

"Uh," the girl flushed a bit, her eyes flicking towards Draco Malfoy, "I don't know how to describe it - clean, expensive. Like a really fancy fragrance."

"Fascinating, most fascinating," Slughorn replied, his eyes gleaming, "Mr Nott, what about you?"

Were you already about to hear him speak for the second time? He hadn't spoke throughout the entire potion making process, which, to be honest, you were kind of glad for.

"Coconut," he said simply, "And vanilla."

Your breath hitched.

You used coconut shampoo.

Your favourite perfume was a vanilla scent.

"That is most interesting!" Slughorn grinned, "It is fascinating to hear what enraptures you all the most!"

You didn't realise that your eyes had glued on to Nott as Slughorn proceeded to ask other students what amortentia smelled of to them until the Slytherin boy turned to face you and raised a singular eyebrow.

You felt warm underneath his gaze.

He smirked.

***

You packed up at the end of the lesson, preparing to return to the Ravenclaw tower until dinner time along with Cho who was still across the room. Just as you were about to walk over to her, Nott grabbed your arm and jerked his head in the direction of the door. It was a silent invitation to walk with him somewhere, from what you could gather. You turned around to tell Cho where you were going, but she had already disappeared, much to your confusion.

The first few minutes of the walk were in silence, and the awkwardness was killing you. It was only once you had emerged from the dungeons that Nott finally said something.

"You aren't subtle."

A lightning bolt of shock and nerves shot up your spine and made you stiffen up as you walked. You managed to force out a mumble of, "I know."

He shrugged, "It's cute."

Had you heard him right? No, you couldn't have. You just weren't used to hearing his voice.

"I thought you were shy," you muttered, but he heard and chuckled a bit.

"No. Just quiet."

You clutched your books close to your chest.

"You're shy," he added.

You nodded.

He chuckled again, and silence ensued for another couple minutes.

"Hogsmeade," he said.

You hummed in surprise.

"This weekend. Me, you."

Your jaw dropped - did he mean a date? A Hogsmeade invitation had certain implications among Hogwarts students.

But he didn't clarify, not once on the way to the Ravenclaw tower.

***

"Relax, Y/N, you'll be great," Cho assured you, wrapping your scarf around your neck since the autumn breeze was nippy in Scotland.

"I don't even know if it's a date."

"Of course it's a date," she shook her head, "Everyone knows what inviting someone to Hogsmeade means."

You grimaced, "I don't know if Nott is the most up to date with social norms."

"Regardless, he's not a fucking idiot."

You gave your best friend a small smile.

"Now, he'll be waiting for you in the courtyard, so hurry!"

***

You had only ever seen Theodore Nott in casual clothing from afar before, catching a glimpse of him before he disappeared amongst the other Slytherins. But, Rowena, you had been missing out on quite an indulgent sight.

How could a man make such a simple outfit of a knitted jumper and baggy jeans look so good? You didn't understand it, unable to feel anything but self-conscious in your own ensemble.

He didn't smile at you as you approached, but instead gave you a curt nod. And, as you both began walking towards the carriage, the silence was truly beginning to suffocate you. So, you reached inside the crevices of your brain to talk about something - anything - and finally landed on informing him of every little thing that had happened to you that week. It wasn't particularly interesting, mainly because you were omitting the details about him, but it meant that the quietness was filled with your babbling.

Which was how it went the entire journey to Hogsmeade.

At first you weren't sure he was listening, but when you paused mid sentence for a moment, he raised his eyebrow at you and gestured for you to go on. So you did.

"...and honestly, I don't know why Cho thought that was a good idea," you sighed as you both stepped out of the carriage, "She nearly set her hair on fire!"

You heard a small chuckle erupt from the boy next to you, making you look over to him in surprise.

"What about you? How's your week been?" you asked cautiously, nervous to see his reaction to a question that required a wordy response.

He shrugged.

It was frustrating.

You chewed your lip for a few seconds, "Look- I get you find communication difficult. But, please, I need more to work with here."

He gave you a surprised expression, and stopped walking, making you halt too. Nott looked around pensively, completely unreadable.

"Nott?"

He looked at you and scowled, "Theo," he corrected.

"Theo- what are you doing?"

Letting out a loud exhale, he grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the main street of Hogsmeade and to a more hidden area behind some of the houses. When you turned around, you realised that he was right in front of you - to the point that you could feel the warmth of his breath on your face.

"I'm not good with words," he mumbled.

You hummed in agreement.

"I don't like talking to people," he continued, "But I want to talk to you."

Your breath hitched, "Really?"

"I'm not an idiot- I've known that you've fancied me for years."

You felt your ears heat up.

"But this year, when we started back, I-" he paused, trying to piece together the words in his mind, "I saw you, and it was different than before. I wanted your attention."

A smile crept on to your face as you gazed up at him.

"So, I know I need to work on being open - but I want to try. For you."

You don't know where the wave of confidence came from, but you found yourself pressing your lips against his and combing your fingers through his hair. He gasped at the sudden contact, but quickly reciprocated the affection until you pulled apart.

"Rowena... I always thought you knew. I can't believe I was right."

"Horrifying?"

"A little," you nodded, "But it's obviously worked out."

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written; 03/06/2023 —> 15/08/2023 published;17/08/2023 edited; —/—/——

too laze to get up

How long should I endure the burden, which wasn't mine to bear in the first place, how many more sleepless nights?? restless life??

Searching for every nook and corner but again searching for what?? my likes or dislikes??perhaps my dreams and ambitions?? maybe this forest is growing thicker, colder and darker for every turn I take . In every story there will be a knight in shining armour but I guess in my story he's already gone I guess because why didn't he come when I was facing my worst nightmares, didn't he hear my cries ? my heart-wrecking prayers for help ?? or isn't just a big deal like I am thinking it is??

so many what-ifs,if-else's, but's , yet's... At this point I am just exhausted .... exhausted to a point where I don't have energy to talk to do anything at all. Too much of assumptions without even being closer to the truth, I just wanna lay in bed and rests both my mind and body don't forget soul though , leave me there where I'll be probably living thousands of lives inside a book or through a movie or taking a nap to restore all the energy to fight for the war that I'll be facing tomorrow morning, and keeping repeating the cycle until one day I'll fight my own battles without hoping for one's help,where I'll be enough

Hiii, tried something for the first time , hope you guys liked it and there might be grammatical mistakes , its been so long I've written something like things so bear with me here ,haha then you matter!! you're enough!! you worth more !! its fine to have to a bad day but remember afer every dark tunnel there's a light no more how dark it is... kkk bye

Time to embrace my Taurus Lililth and live like diva

MC*pushes Dan off the couch*:off you go knuckle head

MC*facing Jake and pats him*: I am proud of you soldier

Jake, proudly: I slept. Dan: Is that so much of a rare thing that you have to say it?

Ooooh 😲 and think jake is the famous detective trying to catch MC because she is the real wanted hacker and it will be like Imagine jake telling this to us with his formal shirt and sleeved hands '' HAHAHA WHO WOULD HAVE SEEN THIS COMING AND DARLING MC SEE HOW THE TABLE HAVE TURNED" Am I the only one?????

I've been dwelling at thought of you know what If everything was a lie you know like Hannah never went missing in the first place they were finding a person to use them as a scrape goat ..... And jake helping them because he owe one to Hannah and everything is staged..... Goodness and when mc finds out everything when she over hears everyone talking about it...the angst ,the betrayal she feels.👀. What do you think about them hbj?? I hope you have a great day 😄

That would be a very interesting thought. I mean, I miss a little bit the reason why it should happen and what the reason is, but it would be really incredibly interesting and I think you could make something very good out of it. 😌

Imagine MC has some important job and it’s all a conspiracy. Or in truth, MC is also a wanted hacker and all this was staged by their pursuers to catch them. And Jake’s just a decoy!

Okay, yes!! The Angst!!? I love it! *-* Thank you a lot for sharing it with us. I have a new headcanon now!! And I really hope that you will have a great day/evening/night, too, dear Anon! 🥰

Jake covers his eyes: Tell me when it's over!

MC puts their arms around Jake: Shh, it's ok. I'll let you know when the scene has finished.

Five minuters later

Jake: Is it over yet?

MC: No, the bad, imitation hacking is still happening.

Jake: Can we please change movies!?

*Mc and Jake going to a library*

Mc whispering: Jake, this is my favourite library where I can study, read, enjoy peace and also-

Jake loudly: Why are you whispering?!!

Mc: SHUSH!

Mc: This is a library!!

Jake: Yeah I know that but why are you whispering?!

Mc: Because it's a library Jake!

Jake: I KNOW THIS IS A LIBRARY MC!!

Jake: I'M NOT ASKING YOU WHERE I AM!

Mc: NO BUT-

A random lady: SSHHHHH!!!

Jake: Why were you whispering mc?

Mc: ...Because I love you.

Jake:

Jake: Okay makes sense.

*They both sit on a table*

Mc: You can take a book and read if you want while I finish this school project.

Jake: Hmm, okay.

*Jake searches for books and comes back to the table*

*Mc sees the book he chose*

Mc: Jake why are you reading that?

Jake: I think it's a good book.

Mc: No but why are you reading "How to break up?"

Jake: So I can get rid of Phil?

Mc:

Mc: I DON'T EVEN-

Jake: SHHHHH!!!

Jake: You love me remember?

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Jake: I know there is something about Tomas again, no swearing

МС:

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#Duskwood #duskwood jake #duskwood mc

Goodnight :)

Jake: This is a PSU, or Power Supply Unit. This provides power to our computer. Can you say PSU?

Jake Jr.: Blah bah bah dah!

Jake: Close enough. Now let's go through all of the cables. This one is a SATA connector. What do you think it connects to? No, no, don't put it in your mouth! It's not edible! Not edible!

MC: Jake, he's 12 months old. Can we give him at least another year before trying to teach him how to build his own computer?

~DUSKWOOD~WHAT IF~

*MC and Jake in the car,wandering the streets of Duskwood.*

Jake: You know MC,when you asked me out,I was thinking of something romantic...

*MC turns right into a small street hitting the accelerator,while Jake can barely stay still in the seat.*

Jake: ...not that I don't appreciate the time spent with you...but I didn't think I was running away from the police...

*MC turns left and enters the forest*

MC: It's your fault! If I tell you to throw the grenade,you throw the grenade!

Jake: Yeah,i know...but that was the Prison! And btw,why the hell you had a granade?

MC: The rocket launcher didn't fit in the bag and Cleo didn't want to give me her grandfather's shotgun...so i had to improvvise...

Jake: What about the tear gas?

MC: I PANICKED OKAY? The wall wasn't coming down and Phil was looking at me with those hurt eyes! I had to do something!

*the rough road begins to wobble the car*

Jake: It was enough to wait for a good lawyer! And,by the way,where are all the others?

MC: They are waiting for us at the balloon...

Jake: What? Where did they find a hot air balloon?

MC: I got it from Mike...

Jake: WHO IS MIKE?

MC: The guy who rents them for sightseeing...I thought the cabin was too big at first,but we can land on the ship...

*Jake looks at MC with incredulous eyes as he sees the balloon in the distance*

Jake: What ship?

MC: The ship that will take us to the helicopter,so then we will arrive at Felipe's private airport.

*from the back seats Phil approaches,his face covered in the dust of the explosion*

Phil: You told him to bring me my stuff,yeah?

MC: Of course,who do you think you're talking to?

Jake: Ship? Helicopter? FELIPE? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WHILE I WASN'T HERE? AND WHAT ABOUT OUR MISSION?

MC: Hannah and Ricky are safe on the baloon,don't worry.

Phil: And the MWAF is dead,so...

Jake: WHAT?

*MC stops the car and get out with the two of them*

MC: Yup,we found him in a Target shop here in DW,funny isn't it?

Jake: ...

Phil: And you won't believe who he was!

MC: Well first of all,he wasn't a "he"...but was...

Jake wakes up on his desk,with his computer still running on processing data. Below him an old spy book recommended by MC. He stares at the page of the last chapter,which features a huge balloon and runs a hand over his sweaty forehead. Then the familiar sound of a notification makes him jump in his chair.

It's MC.

MC: Ehy,Jake. I might have find a solution for Phil.

Jake *sobbing*: Oh God...i created a monster...

Please forgive me if this is painful to read. This is my first attempt at anything fan fiction. This is my first blog post. This is scary. I welcome criticism and critique. Thank you to whoever reads this and thanks for the inspiration to try and write something. I haven't been inspired in a long time.

Feels like home

I throw on my beanie and boots, rushing out the door. It is raining, dark and intimidating, but I am not deterred.

I am running to him. It isn't far and it is faster on foot. I can't wait another second to be near him.

The rain beats down. I am drenched. Blurry eyes from the weather and my tears mixing together make it harder to see, yet I do not slow down.

I must get to him, feel his warmth, see his smile.

I smile, bigger and broader and more joyful than I have in a long time, maybe bigger than I ever have.

I'm running. My legs are screaming, but I can not slow down. Not since I got a text followed by a location.

Jake: I'm free, love.

I didn't take the time to respond. I just left toward him, toward my home, toward my future.

The streets were full of people as I ran past. Cars honking, their lights like shimmering stars. It is beautiful. Everything is beautiful in the midst of a dreary world because he loves me.

I am almost there. My lungs are burning, but my heart won't let me stop.

Suddenly, the woods appear. I know I should be cautious, but I run without abandon into the trees. There is a small path. Slowing down a little, very little if I am honest, I work my way through the woods.

A clearing appears and then I see it. A tiny cabin, simple and pure. Made of logs and stones it wouldn't be acknowledged as anything special to most, but to me it looks like heaven. It is where he is. It is where I belong and I haven't felt that before.

I run again. With a smile I can't control. My heart beating faster, not because of exertion.

At the door there is a little overhang that keeps the rain from falling on me, not as if it matters. I am a mess. My makeup is destroyed. My long sable hair is sticking to me. My clothes are soaked and clinging to my body. It is at this moment I realize I shouldn't have been so impulsive. I will finally get to meet him, but I don't want to do it looking like this. All of my previous confidence is fading. I take a few deep breaths, trying to figure out what to do, while absentmindedly smoothing my hair. Should I go back home, make myself presentable and come back looking much more...acceptable? Our first meeting should not be like this, I decide, and turn around to leave.

Then I hear it, a soft footstep followed by another and another.

I feel it, a soft breath on my ear, an arm around my waist.

I smell it, honey and woodsy and something else more inviting than I can explain.

Turning toward him I see the most intense cobalt eyes staring into mine. We stand there for a moment, not moving, barely breathing, though my heart is beating fast. His arms are warm and his smile matches mine. It is full of the joy of a dream coming true. Breaking eye contact, he puts his chin on my head and draws me closer, wrapping both of his strong arms around me, enveloping me in his affection. He breathes deep and his heart slows down a bit, calming me. I hear the rain pounding and the wind screaming through the trees. I know the air is cold, but I have never felt warmer in my life. It is the comfort that starts in your soul and warms the world around you.

He pulls back, his arms still wrapped around me tight and he locks onto my eyes again. I am perfectly happy. I could stay here forever, in his presence. I don't need food or water, no bed or shelter, as long as he is here with me. As long as he loves me with the love I can see in his eyes, the world around me could fall apart.

"We should go inside, get you dried off. I have a warm fire and hot coffee." His voice is deeper than I expected and he speaks these words in a low rumble as if he is afraid to break the silence. He lightly touches my cheek with the back of his fingers moving some hair out of my face. I remember my appearance and start to fidget.

Stuttering, I begin to apologize,"I ran out the door so fast to get here, I look..."

"Like the dream that I have waited for an eternity to come true. Like the answer to my prayers. Like the most beautiful thing I have ever, ever laid eyes on," he interrupts.

I blush then look up, meeting his eyes once again and finding nothing but truth in them.

"Shall we go inside? Let me help you get warmed up. Then, we can talk. We have all night, all week, all of our lives to be together, if that's is what you want. I am free, finally free." He takes a deep breath and pulls me in tighter once more as if he is afraid I will vanish. I hear a low chuckle. "Well, not exactly free," he continues, "I am completely and utterly at you mercy, though I am delighted to be there."

I smile, tears forming in my eyes. I am beyond in love with this man and also completely at his mercy. I reach for his hand and intertwine our fingers. He leads me toward the door and toward a life with him, one I thought would never happen and in a way that is better than I ever imagined.

As he opens the door to lead me inside, the light from the cabin permeates the darkness. It fills the air around us with comfort and hope. This little log

cabin that seems nothing on the surface holds so much for my future, and I love it. It feels like home, not because it is warm and cozy on a cold night, which it is, but it is home because he is here. I sigh in contentment and step into the cabin pulling him in behind me, into our future.

Feels like home

Part 2

Jake x MC

Pure fluff. No angst. I love me a happy ending.

Jake's POV:

I could have gone to her, shown up at her doorstep, pulled her into my arms, and held her tight. But I had to meet her here. This place was the closest thing that ever came close to the idea of home. The truth is, I never really had one, even though I lived in a ton of places because she is my home. The home I was waiting for. She is where my heart belongs. She is the place where my soul resides. She is the most unimaginable source of peace and hope and solace. She makes me believe in myself again. She allows me to be vulnerable. She sees me for who I am and chooses to be with me even though I don't deserve it. I will never be worthy of her affections.

Something tells me that this meeting of souls and minds, this love, this intertwining of her and I, was inevitable and set in motion long before we existed. It had to be that we met in this cabin in the woods where I was born, where I could really start to live again. It is a rebirth of my heart and my dreams of the future. With her, I could have a life full of love, full of family and friends, one free of fear. I could dream about existence without loneliness or hiding.

So, I sent that message, and I knew she would come. I knew that she would run to me, the way that I wanted to run to her.

When I saw her on that porch, any dream that I had wished for came true. I suddenly believed in a higher power, in all the higher powers, because she was perfect and there was no way she wasn't a miracle to me.

I watch her from the doorway and pause. She is more than I could have dreamed. I am breathless. Afraid to move. She is soaked and must be freezing, but she is still the most beautiful, amazing, truly wonderful person to enter my orbit. She is beautiful with long walnut hair falling down her back, green eyes with just a hint of grey, and the perfect size to tuck in under my chin. But it is more than that. She radiates kindness. She has this ability to let you know she will fight for you. She shows such a depth of caring. She is trustworthy and honest in a world of lies and deceit. She brings light to all of the dark corners. And she is funny. I only laugh when I am with her.

I open the door and go to her. Three steps until I am where I want, need, to be. I put my arm on her waist and my entire body feels the warmth of her love. Everything in me lights up being this close to her. My greatest privilege is that the universe gave me this chance to love and protect her. I breathe her in. She smells like gardenias and lilies and all of the pretty things.

She turns and our eyes meet. I see deep love, the same affection that I return to her. I hope she can see all of my heart and soul, my hopes and dreams. We smile. I snake my arms around her waist, bringing her body closer to mine. I can't get close enough to her. I never want to let her go.

But I need to. I suddenly remember how cold and wet she is. "We should go inside, get you dried off. I have a warm fire and hot coffee." I speak softly, not wanting to break the magic of this moment. Holding her in my arms was exactly where I wanted to be for all my days and nights. I slowly remove one arm to brush some hair off of her beautiful face. She shudders, almost apologetic, and starts playing with her hair.

"I ran out the door so fast to get here..." she begins. Is she embarrassed about her appearance? This is both unbelievable and unacceptable. "I look..", she continues.

I interrupt with the only words I can think of, though none of them accurately depict the feelings of my heart, "Like the dream that I have waited an eternity to come true, like the answer to my prayers, like the most beautiful thing I have ever, ever laid eyes on "

She blushes and raises her head to meet my eyes. I hope she knows that I mean every word and that there is so much more that I can't put into words, that I may never be able to put into words.

I invite her in once again. I want to take care of her. To make her feel happy and warm and safe. I remind her that We have all the time in the world to do whatever she wants. We need to go inside. I can't let go quite yet and pull her in close once more, resting my chin on her head. It fits perfectly as if she were made just for me. Sighing, long and deep, I feel free, free to love and hope. A smile creeps onto my face and I give a low chuckle. "I'm not exactly free", I whisper softly, "I am completely and utterly at your mercy, though I am glad to be there." I would do anything to make her happy, to keep her safe, to make sure she feels loved and complete and whole, just as she makes me feel.

Before she entered my life these feelings were foreign to me. I thought I had known happiness, love even, but it wasn't until this very moment as I hold her in my arms that I understand all that I have been missing.

I release her reluctantly and direct her into the cabin. As the door shuts behind us, I can feel the fire and the light from inside filling the cabin and warming up all the cold edges. I can feel her do the same to my heart.

I am home, in here, with her. Inside this cabin, where I came into the world, I begin to feel truly alive again.

Family -The heart of home

(I don't own the pic)

Hello my dears!!💙

Hope you're all doing fine.💕💕This little one shot is inspired on an imagine post by @hacked-by-jake (sorry dear,I don't know where that link is😅,Please send me if you can🙃 )

Edit : based on THIS but I forgot to include that part😅

I'm still a beginner in writing and wrote this out of nowhere suddenly,so please forgive me if there's any mistakes.

*runs hectic and dashes half the people nearby*

"I'm sorry, so sorry"

*again runs hectic*

"Oh! Come on hackerman!! This is not a marathon,you don't have to run here like this.Besides, your girl will be fine"

Jessy who is standing beside him,hits his hand and said, "Dan,please shut up"

"Dan,You'll act the same if Jessy's in that situation",Lilly tells Dan, by pointing finger at his girlfriend Jessy.

"Hey! We're not even a couple. we have just started dating", replies Dan.

"Wait Lilly, why are you dragging m..."

"Can't you all be serious atleast now?, Richy and Cleo say in unison.

"Guys! This is a hospital! Keep your voice down!!",Hannah tries to keep them quiet.

*Jake still panting*

Thomas pats Jake's shoulder, "Hey man! Don't worry, they'll be fine."

"What did the doctor say?"

.......

"What's the silence?

.....

Did so-something happen?"

***

Few hours before

"Did you eat in the morning?"

"Yes"

"What about the tablet,you said you were feeling dizzy again,did you take that before your meal?"

"Mmh yes"

"Did you drink water?"

You chuckle "....yes,Jake"

"What about the new shoes,I ordered and gave you yesterday? Was it comfortable to walk?"

"Honey, you don't have to worry about me.Everything is fine.Besides,your sister Lilly is helping me right?"

"You don't trust me,bro?",Lilly hears since the speaker is on.

"What? You put it on speaker?,Ok doesn't matter.Its not that I don't trust you,sis. I-I actually wanted to be with her at this time.But--

"You don't have to worry about my sister-in-law, you'll be back today evening right? You just went yesterday afternoon to a nearby town for that work.You already miss your wife and your baby huh?,Lilly teases her brother and laughs.

"Of-of course I miss them.It feels like an eternity to me."

"You're still blushing and stuttering like a newly married couple.Well,I'm Outta here",she waves goodbye to you and tries to leave your room.

"My darling MC! You miss me right?"

"Jake I-I ",you then suddenly scream and yelp while Lilly runs back to you..

"... Darling? MC? What happened??

"Lilly!!,what happened to MC!?"

***

"What happened? Why are you all silent?, his eyes turn red and tears already flowing.

Cleo: "Ja-Jake,you have to calm down first. It's just ,the baby is not breathing properly, and it's difficult to deliver the baby."

Jake felt like his whole world has been destroyed and couldn't take it anymore.He just sat down in shock in a corner and hid his face and weeped silently.

*in Jake's mind*

I should have been with her.What if something happens to her and our baby because of me? It's all my fault. I-I should have cancelled my work.What am I going to do without... No!! Mom, please, please don't take them with you!".Shit! Why am I thinking like this!?

No one knew what to do.Everyone were so worried too.They just hoped everything will be alright.

After sometime

*baby cries heard in the ward*

Jake slowly lifts his crying face and runs to the door,while Dan pulls Jake and says,"Man! Wait for the doctor!!"

The doctor comes out and gives a warm smile: "Both are safe now.You can go and see,one at a time after she wakes up.

Jake thanks the doctor and nurse and everyone hugged and cheered for him.

"Who knew hacker boy will become a dad?",Dan says and everyone laughs.

"Sshh!!!",a nurse passing by asked them to not make noise.

All just went silent and were embarrassed, while Dan still tried to say something, Thomas gestured him to shut his mouth.

*After an hour or two*

Jake walks nervously to you and sees you.He caresses your head and kisses on your forehead."Are you ok?"

"I'm alright,honey."

He hears a little squeaking ,meek voice on the other side of your bed in a crib.

You nudge and ask him to go and carry the baby.

He just stares at your eyes as if telling that he doesn't know how to do it.

Luckily a nurse enters and gives the baby girl/boy to you.

Seeing a tiny ,cute infant wrapped in white cloth, eyes blinking and smiling widely without any teeth, in your arms made him as well as you very blissful. Especially, you were so glad to see Jake's reaction.

He seats on the corner of your bed and slowly tries to hold his baby in his arms and asks you repeatedly whether he was holding right.

He then finally looks the baby altogether for the first time.The baby suddenly helds his little finger and shakes it.Jake's already brightened face, glowed so much with happiness but suddenly you heard him sniffing.

"Baby! Why are you crying?"

*sniffs* *sniffs* "Finally,finally I-I feel like I'm in home aft-after a long time."

He looks at the baby and at you and then says"We're a family now".

You were also weeping in happiness and hugged and caressed his hair.

"Yes! Yes Jake!, We are"

***

"Jake!! Jake!! Honey? Get up!! Why are you crying??"

You were both in the bedroom and you released his hug while sleeping ,since you heard him murmuring something and crying.

"Jake!!"

He jerks and gets up from the bed and looks around in confusion,while you were wiping his tears.

"Where is the baby?",he asks.

"Which baby? " . Then you blush and say "Oh,you mean your wife? I'm here.We got married only yesterday and you already miss me?"

He looks at you in bewilderment and finally realises.

"Ahh...It was a dream?",he rubs his eyes and sighs.

"Wait, did you have a bad dream?"

"No"

You still were confused but he assured you he was fine.

He gave a weird sneaky smile and then approaches you, whispers in your ears that gives you chills," Get in the bed again"

" We're already in the bed,what do you mean by.. "

*you widen your eyes*

"Jake!! You!!"

___the end____

Let me know how it was🙃

Have a great day/eve/night lovelies!!❤️💜

Oops I posted it by mistake,hope there's not many mistakes😅