Hi!! If You're Up To It Do You Think You Could Write Something About The First Time Jason Brings His

Hi!! If you're up to it do you think you could write something about the first time Jason brings his gf to the manor. Like maybe he brings her in but doesn't tell anyone and so everyone is trying to sneak a glimpse of her??

meet the family

jason todd x fem!reader

aka jason has a girlfriend???

warnings: none

The manor sits full as ever—a cloud of mild boredom sweeping over the Wayne clan.

Dick sits perched on top of an armchair reading a catalog, Stephanie’s splayed out across the couch, Cass is bundled up in blankets atop the ottoman, and Damian leans up against the center table from the floor.

It’s a relatively slow afternoon, until Tim comes bursting into the room, out of breath.

“There’s a girl here!”

Everybody looks at him, disinterest scattered across the room. “There’s a couple of ‘em.” Dick says, flipping through the pages of the magazine.

Tim huffs, “No! In Jason’s room—he has a girl in there!” Eyebrows shoot up at that.

“Now I know you’re lying.” Damian mutters.

Tims head snaps over to Damian. “Dude, go see for yourself. I heard her!”

“You really think Jason would bring a girl here and not even introduce us?” Steph asks, unconvinced.

“Yeah.”

“Yes.”

“Obviously.”

Cassandra nods fervently.

“Okay, yeah. Maybe.” Stephanie mutters. “I bet he’ll introduce me before any of you guys, though.”

Dick barks out a laugh, “You’re nothing short of delusional if you think he’s introducing any of us.”

“We’ll have to take matters into our own hands, then.” Tim says, decidedly.

Damian audibly sighs and rolls his eyes.

“I’m meeting her first.” Steph confirms. “I’ll put money down right now.”

“Meet her or see her?” Cass signs.

“Same thing.” Stephanie shrugs.

Dick shoots up from his seat, “First person to see her gets to be the ring bearer!” He announces, racing out of the room.

Knock knock knock knock knock…

Knock knock.

It takes a good forty seconds, but Jason opens the door, an annoyed frown already on his face.

Dick gives him his brightest smile. It beams of deceit in Jason's eyes. “Hey man. What’cha doing?”

He crosses his arms. “What do you want?”

Dick tries to peer around Jason into the room, but Jason made a point of barely opening the door and his large frame isn’t doing Dick any favors right now.

“Just wanted to say hey…You wanna hang out?”

“No.”

Dick lingers awkwardly. “…Are you sure?”

Jason shuts the door.

A couple minutes later, Tim comes running up the stairs. He opts to skip over the courtesy of knocking and go straight for barging through the door himself. Or he would’ve, if Jason hadn’t seen that coming from a mile away and locked it.

“Fuck off, Tim!” Jason calls from inside the room.

“You lost your right to privacy the second you walked in this house!” He shouts back, hitting his fist against the door.

And Tim swears he can hear a sweet laugh as he trudges away. The authenticity of that claim will be heavily debated downstairs for the next several minutes.

Not even a thirty seconds later, Stephanie comes a knockin’. Jason opens the door wordlessly, patience clearly dissipating more and more.

“Hey, Jason! I can’t find my comm, you wouldn’t happen to have it, would you?”

His face deadpans. “No, Steph.”

Stephanie clicks her tongue, “Can you check?”

He stares at her.

“Actually you’re right, it would be faster if I did.” Stephanie tries to push past him into the room, but Jason, unsurprisingly, doesn’t budge.

“Stephanie.”

“I just want to meet her!” She pleads. “I won’t even tell the others, I’ll just say you wouldn’t let me in either!”

“Bye.” He closes the door.

He doesn’t make it all the way back to the bed before the next knock, singular and short.

Jason snaps the door open again, looking down at Damian with a glare.

Never one to waste any time, “Is there a girl in here?” Damian asks, seeming thoroughly disinterested in the answer.

Jason shuts the door in his face.

Several minutes later, another, quieter knock. Jason’s groan can be heard from outside the room. He pulls open the door once again.

It’s Cass.

She stares at him.

He stares at her.

“Can I say hi to her?” She signs.

Jason sighs. “I’ll pass along the message.”

She smiles and turns back down the hall.

Jason closes and locks the door once again, trudging back over to the bed where you lay. He collapses onto your chest, your arms wrapping around each others bodies immediately.

“Cass says hi.” He mumbles, the sound obscured by his face-down position.

“That message would be a lot more meaningful if I actually knew Cass.”

He groans. “You don’t want to meet them.”

“I do.” You say, running your fingers through his hair. “And I think you do too, or you wouldn’t have brought me to the house where the world's best detectives live.”

“I’m starting to regret it now.”

“Come on. Please?” You plead.

He picks his head up to look at you.

“Are you sure?” He asks with a grimace.

“Absolutely.” You say, topping it off with a kiss on his cheek.

He sighs.

Well. It’s never been within Jason’s skill set to deny you, anyways.

You descend the stairs hand in hand with Jason, his energy mopier than usual. You can hear a gaggle of voices coming from a room ahead, all talking over one another.

“Okay, Tim, you climb up outside the window and—”

“—It’s your plan, you scale the side of the house.”

Jason drops his head and mutters a “Jesus Christ…” as you near the commotion.

You give him a reassuring smile and pat his back as you both move into the doorway.

Everyone’s heads snap to the doorway, eyes wide and waiting.

Jason takes a deep breath like he’s steeling himself for torture. “Guys…This is my girlfriend.”

“Hi.” You smile sweetly, waving to the room.

There’s a moment of still silence before the room erupts.

“Hold on—”

“—my god, she’s so pretty!”

“Oh wow—”

“Wait, what?”

”—You’re real?”

“—didn’t place that bet.”

Stephanie comes scurrying up to you and grabs both of your hands in hers. “Hi, I’m Steph!” She says with a beaming smile. “What’s your name?”

“I’m—”

But the others are right on her tail, crowding around you.

“We didn’t even know Jason had a girlfriend.” Tim says.

“Still not convinced.” Damian mumbles from the back.

Cass waves and signs something to you.

“She says we’re really happy to meet you, which we are.” Dick tells you.

Damian moves closer within the huddle and inspects you closely. You have no idea what he’s inspecting you for. You don’t need to dwell on it for long because Jason pushes his head away from you with mild force making Damian scowl.

Stephanie chimes in, “Did he bring you here to meet us? The others said—”

Jason cuts her off, already knowing exactly where that sentence was going. “I brought her here to show her my old room.”

Dick snickers, “Oh, is that what you were off doing?”

“Watch it.” Your boyfriend warns.

You nudge him with your elbow, be nice.

Tim moves closer to you, narrowing his eyes. “So you’ve like, spent time with him and everything? And you still want to be around him?”

“Okay and you’re done.” Jason takes your hand and leads you out of the room and back down the hallway.

“No wait!”

You’re already out of the room and into another and then another before you can even realize that you’re headed for the front door.

You stop in your tracks, pulling him to a halt as well. “What about—”

Jason shakes his head. “You don’t want to meet him.”

You lower your chin at him, “Jay. Do you want me to meet him?”

He’s silent and doesn’t look like he particularly does.

You sigh, “Okay, do you want him to meet me?”

“I—yeah…” he trails, and you give him your best sweet eyes, the ones that he knows he has no business saying no to. “I…okay. Okay.”

He leads you down another hallway, the sounds of his siblings clambering echoing in the distance. You end up in a room that looks like a never used study, where Jason pushes on one of the walls. It slides open with a bit of force from him, revealing a door with a keypad next to it.

He types a series of numbers into it, and opens it up to a narrow passageway that looks remarkably like a cave.

The passageway leads down to a set of stairs, and you can hear the loud sound of water in the distance.

You’re quite nervous about walking into the Batcave, but you know Jason wouldn’t bring you anywhere near it unless he was sure it would be okay. Okay for you that is, more so than his father.

“Careful. It’s slippery.” Jason holds your hand the whole way down anyway, making sure to linger no more than a step and a half in front of you.

You see Bruce Wayne, sitting at a desk with a large array of computer screens in front of it, and case files scattered all throughout the surface.

He doesn’t acknowledge your entrance, though you have to imagine if Jason got his observation skills from anywhere, it would be him.

As you approach, Jason switches your hands so that his left is holding your left. The result has his figure half covering you, you can only assume partially limiting Bruce’s view of you.

“Bruce.”

Bruce turns his chair around, regarding Jason with a raised chin. The greeting is somehow even more formal than you’d expected.

“Jason.” He readdresses his gaze to you. “Who’s this?”

Jason has a hell of a feeling that Bruce already knows exactly who you are. He’s probably known about you since you started dating. He would’ve had to, to not be pissed as hell that Jason brought a civilian into the cave.

Jason introduces you, his hand reluctantly letting go as you step forward to shake Bruce’s.

Bruce looks surprised, though pleasantly so. He smiles and shakes it kindly.

“It’s nice to finally meet you.” He says.

“You too, I’ve heard a lot about you.” You say, smiling.

He laughs, “Oh, I bet.” Looking to Jason, he says, “I can’t say I’ve had the same pleasure, unfortunately.”

Though Jason’s behind you now, you can practically feel him roll his eyes.

“No, I can’t imagine him sharing anything unprovoked.” Bruce smiles widely at that.

He opens his mouth to say something else, but Jason, who’s probably on the brink of losing his mind down here, interrupts.

“Alright. Time to go.” Jason says, grabbing your hand again. He doesn’t give you much time to protest before he’s guiding you by the waist past him and towards the stairs.

You let him nudge you out and call over your shoulder, “It was nice meeting you!”

He’s halfway up the stairs as you exit, only to be stopped by Bruce addressing him again.

“Jason.”

Jason stalls his steps, turning around slowly. You’re out of the cave now, and Jason’s not excited to be alone with his Dad for even a minute. It doesn’t help that he has no idea what he’ll say.

“She’s kind.” Bruce says, simply.

“Yes.”

He tilts his head at Jason, observing him. “You love her?”

Jason looks at the ground. “Yes.”

Bruce nods. “Good.”

He returns to his work at the computers wordlessly, and Jason has to take a moment to realign himself before he climbs the rest of the stairs.

Jason doesn’t particularly seek his fathers approval, nor does he place any definable value on it. However, hearing him give his own version of his blessing to you struck something inside Jason. Something deep in his chest.

He re-enters the study, finding it empty. He walks out into the hallway, where you’re nowhere to be found. Despite being halfway across the house by this point, he can distinctly hear his siblings chattering in the living room. Chattering. And chattering. And chattering…

Oh god, you went back to the living room.

As Jason approaches the conversation becomes clearer.

“—long have you been together, anyways?”

“Well—”

Stephanie gasps suddenly, cutting you off. “Oh wait, you have to meet Alfred!”

“Oh, we’ve already met.” You tell her.

Dick’s head snaps up. “What? When?”

Jason enters the room, draping his arm around your shoulder. “About six months before you met her.”

A chorus of gasps and shouts ring out.

“What?”

Okay I have a prompt that’s been stuck in my head for WEEKS and I can never get it right (probably because I’m the one who wrote it) but it’s a Liu Kang prompt, the reader is fem and is VERY OF AGE like late 20’s or something so nothing gross. But it’s “sweetheart, my tattoos are older than you.” RAHHHH RAHHH RAHHH FIRE GOD LIU KANG RUIN ME TO THE DAWN OF TIMEEEEEEEEE

You’re Not That Old

Yip notes: no entienda ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

Pairing: Liu Kang (MK1) x Afab reader

Warnings‼️: It's short I'm sorry

Ah late 20s. Time to slow things down and take a step back. You’re not a party animal anymore. You’re not a young adult anymore for some odd reason even though your late 20s are not at all old. Really, you got a long way before death comes and takes you naturally. Death’s eyes are not on you so why are you still complaining?

“Ugh! I’m so freaking old.” You whined.

Your boyfriend looked at you with this somewhat disappointed look. Or he might have been judging you. It’s hard to tell with those godly light eyes. His arms folded before he began speaking.

“Old? I would hardly call you old. I do not see a single wrinkle on your face that would indicate your age.”

“Yes there is, look.” You pointed to a smile line. Those are natural and could appear at any age. It’s not even that noticeable!

Like the sassy god that Liu Kang is he rolled his eyes at your display of sorrow. It’s unnecessary. You’re still as young as a blooming flower yet here you are acting like you’re sixty. Shoot, even Liu Kang would consider sixty young since not many naturally die at that age.

Could he really judge fairly though? He is a god who has lived for eons. He has seen life created and life succumb to death. He has seen it in all eras at all ages. But this isn’t the 1800s when it was impressive to reach thirty without being close to death due to pneumonia. You’re young and full of energy still. You don’t even feel any strain in your joints or have any complaints of back pain. He wouldn’t even say your age is an age of concern when it comes to wanting kids. You’re not on thin ice, the ice is thick and sturdy.

“I believe you are seeing things that are not there.” He reassured you.

“Oh sure, it’s easy for you to say that when you’ve stayed the same age for years,” Eons actually, “There is nothing about you that indicates that you are older than me.”

That’s when Liu Kang got closer to you. You were still looking at yourself in your vanity mirror before you saw his hand come closer to you. He gently placed his hand below your chin before guiding your face to look at him. He tilted your head up and you saw how he looked down at you. You could already tell by that smug grin of his that he was about to prove you wrong.

“Sweetheart, my tattoos are older than you.” He said in a low, husky voice.

…

He’s…not wrong. You were proven wrong.

Liu Kang has had those tattoos ever since he became a god back in his original timeline. It just seemed to be an aspect of being a god. Those tattoos may be younger than him, but they are older than you.

If you haven’t already noticed those glorious dragon tattoos even though you have been with Liu Kang for a long time he will help you notice. They began glowing like they usually would when he uses his fire powers except he was holding back. He can’t burn that pretty face of yours. The light blue light radiated and caught your eye. Then your attention was brought right back to Liu Kang’s face once you felt his thumb lightly caress your face.

“See? I told you that you are not old.” He said before he leaned down and gave you a kiss.

He let go of your face before walking off to do some important duties. Probably to train the others or have a word with the Lin Kuei’s grandmaster about an upcoming mission. I don’t know, you don’t care. You’re just stunned by what he said.

1: God just called you sweetheart.

2: That was so smooth and you don’t understand why.

It might have been the face grab. It might have been his voice. It might be because he made his tattoos glow in that moment so you could get the point.

Whatever it was, thank goodness it worked. It made you forget about how old—I mean young you are!

Yap notes: I'm genuinely sorry if this is not what you wanted, I read the prompt so many times and I just think I wasn't the right woman for the job. I think this is more on me and something not going correctly in my brain. Once again I'm sorry if this is not what you wanted I hope someone else will be able to get it right for you.

Would Roman get pussy drunk or really into nailing his S/O? Just almost coherent and lost into them ... as they're getting slammed real hard from behind 👀

Oh, for sure. Anon, you caught me in a mood cause this might have gotten away from me a little bit.

≈ 350 words 18+ Minors DNI

When you wake him by riding his morning wood, and he’s still half asleep. Nothing going on in his dozy head but the sight of you above him like some kind of erotic angel, your walls tight and warm and wet around him. He tries to say something, a sarcastic 'good morning', or comment about how beautiful you look but all that escapes him is a pathetic groan as his eye’s role back, cumming deep inside you with no prior build-up.

When his tongue is buried between your folds, his chin already slick with your juices. He doesn’t partake in the narcotics he ships out to the poorer neighbourhoods, but he swears this must be what its like, you’re like fucking crack. He doesn’t care what you’re a crying, twitching, pleading mess. Doesn’t care that your pussy lips are already red and swollen. He just cares about consuming you, completely. About making you cum again and again. About swallowing up every drop of that salty-sweet nectar he forces out of you.

When he has you bent over the nearest surface he can find. When he’d started, he’d showered you with alternating praise and degradation, the kind that always had you hot and flustered with red hot shame.

“That’s it pretty baby, stay still, ooohhh good girl/boy/enby/whatever.”

“Yeah, you like that, like it when daddy stretches your tight little whore pussy?”

“God you’re useless, really just a needy fucking cocksleeve, huh?”

But by now he’s lost in it too. Pounding in and out of your already oversensitive folds. He’s already made you cum more times than either of you can count, its dripping down your legs, aiding to the pornographic sounds of your skin slapping together, to the lewd squelching triggered every time his tip hits your cervix. Theres no words in his head, not a single thought that isn’t ‘fuck, fuck, fuck, pussy, so good, fuck’, he doesn’t even realise his panting, exhaling raspy uncharacteristic whimpers. He has no idea how long he can keep this up for, how long he has until he cant hold back from pumping you full of his load, but damn if he doesn’t intend to keep going for as long as his body will allow.

Opposing Counsel Masterlist

Rafael Barba x fem!reader Summary: Rafael's out in Manhattan trying to escape the legal world of the city for a little bit when he meets y/n in a bar. They connect instantly and Rafael decides to be bold, inviting her home with him despite not even exchanging last names. After a night of mind blowing sex, they both find themselves surprised the next morning when they run into each other on opposite sides of a case.

Chapter 1**

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4**

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Series completed.

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NOOB SAIBOT AND GODDESS!READER INTERACTIONS

SUMMARY : You are the daughter of Quan Chi. You possess great black magic and are half human/half demon. You are also the Goddess of the dead. Noob Saibot is into you

WARNINGS : None really. Just slightly suggestive

(Y/N) VS (Y/N)

#1 (Y/N) : Does dark Bi-Han also yearn for you in your timeline?

#2 (Y/N) : Yearn? He is my consort

#1 (Y/N) : Well there’s something

#2 (Y/N) : Noob is very fond of us

#1 (Y/N) : More like obsessed

#2 (Y/N) : I like it

NOOB SAIBOT VS NOOB SAIBOT

#1 NOOB SAIBOT : I like to serve my Goddess

#2 NOOB SAIBOT : As do I

#1 NOOB SAIBOT : We will serve her well

#1 NOOB SAIBOT : (Y/N) is mine

#2 NOOB SAIBOT : You are too weak for my Goddess

#1 NOOB SAIBOT : I will show you who’s weak

NOOB SAIBOT VS (Y/N)

NOOB SAIBOT : Your father resurrected me

(Y/N) : That he did

NOOB SAIBOT : Then I am indebted to you

(Y/N) : I like this version of you better

NOOB SAIBOT : We also like it too

(Y/N) : Okay, don’t go full Ermac on me

NOOB SAIBOT : The darkness yearns for your touch

(Y/N) : What makes you believe you are worthy of it?

NOOB SAIBOT : I will prove it to you

NOOB SAIBOT : I live to serve you, my Goddess

(Y/N) : Serve me if you must but I am not looking for worship

NOOB SAIBOT : What are you looking for then?

NOOB SAIBOT : Quan Chi was weak. He could not handle the enemies that came at him

(Y/N) : You don’t believe me to be as weak?

NOOB SAIBOT : Not at all, my Goddess

NOOB SAIBOT : You entertain Johnny Cage’s advances?

(Y/N) : Is that a problem?

NOOB SAIBOT : I will bring him down under

(Y/N) : I am looking for a man that can please me

NOOB SAIBOT : I can please you in all ways

(Y/N) : Oh?

NOOB SAIBOT : You did not like me in my last life?

(Y/N) : Not that. You just didn’t have enough darkness

NOOB SAIBOT : So I am perfect for you now?

(Y/N) : You are still Bi-Han at the end of the day

NOOB SAIBOT : The man you think of is dead

(Y/N) : Don’t look so dead to me

(Y/N) : What do you desire, shadow?

NOOB SAIBOT : To be your consort

(Y/N) : Hmm. I will think of it

NOOB SAIBOT : I would do anything for you, my Goddess

(Y/N) : Anything?

NOOB SAIBOT : Anything.

NOOB SAIBOT : No other man is worthy of you

(Y/N) : And what makes you say that?

NOOB SAIBOT : I can give you all you desire. They cannot

NOOB SAIBOT : Shang Tsung was weak. He could not handle a woman like you

(Y/N) : And you can?

NOOB SAIBOT : More than you know

NOOB SAIBOT : Death seeks your embrace

(Y/N) : And you shall have it

NOOB SAIBOT : That is all I desire

NOOB SAIBOT : The only one I yearn for is you

(Y/N) : Prove it

NOOB SAIBOT : I will, my goddess

(Y/N) : Your brother is getting in the way of our plans

NOOB SAIBOT : I will deal with him

(Y/N) : Make sure it’s a slow and painful death

(Y/N) : Scorpion has disrespected me for the last time

NOOB SAIBOT : He will not live to see another day

(Y/N) : Thank you, my one and only

(Y/N) : I have never had a being worship me

NOOB SAIBOT : I will do anything for you

(Y/N) : Maybe you are worthy

(Y/N) : You wish to be my consort?

NOOB SAIBOT : That is all I ask of you

(Y/N) : Your wish is granted

NOOB SAIBOT : I have never seen anything more beautiful

(Y/N) : Are you sure, my shadow?

NOOB SAIBOT : Positive

(Y/N) : Shao Kahn believes you are my concubine

NOOB SAIBOT : I would not mind that

(Y/N) : *laughs* I didn’t know you could be so dirty

JOHNNY CAGE VS (Y/N)

JOHNNY CAGE : Still banging scary shadow dude

(Y/N) : Why are you so concerned?

JOHNNY CAGE : Just trying to see if I could have a shot

JOHNNY CAGE VS NOOB SAIBOT

NOOB SAIBOT : You are not worthy of my goddess

JOHNNY CAGE : And what makes you qualified?

NOOB SAIBOT : I am the darkness she yearns for

SHANG TSUNG VS (Y/N)

SHANG TSUNG ; You’ve downgraded

(Y/N) : I will have my love bring you into death

SHANG TSUNG : I’d like to see him try

SHANG TSUNG VS NOOB SAIBOT

NOOB SAIBOT : You left (Y/N) when she was at her lowest

SHANG TSUNG : Go back to death, shadow

NOOB SAIBOT : For that - your soul will be mine

SUB-ZERO VS (Y/N)

SUB-ZERO : My brother is fond of you

(Y/N) : He is not your brother anymore

SUB-ZERO ; To get to him, I must get to you

SUB-ZERO VS NOOB SAIBOT

NOOB SAIBOT : You capture my goddess?

SUB-ZERO : Come get her

NOOB SAIBOT ; You have made a grave mistake

SCORPION VS (Y/N)

(Y/N) : You killed my lover

SCORPION : I am not the Scorpion you seek

(Y/N) : That’s what they all say

SCORPION VS NOOB SAIBOT

NOOB SAIBOT : My goddess will be pleased to have your soul

SCORPION : She will not get me

NOOB SAIBOT : Think again

Defending the Husbando

This was a spur of the moment writing so sorry if there is errors or it's not the best little story lol

Imagine being Rafael's wife and also working as a detective for SVU. Yelina stops by Rafael's office to talk to him but you put her in her place.

Word Count: 1093

Rafael POV

It was not easy being the ADA for the department my wife worked for. It had it's advantages, we were able to see each other at certain times of the day especially if either one of us were having late nights where we would just miss each other before bedtime. She also knew what evidence to have for me when the squad would bring a case over to take to court or to request warrants. She even knew how to respectfully talk Liv out of being demanding or chew me out sometimes if things didn't go her way.

The disadvantages though is we would butt heads at times if we were both passionately on opposite sides of the spectrum on what was the right way to get Justice.

Right now there was an investigation against one of my childhood friends, Alex Munoz. I didn't want to believe the allegations were true but slowly as more evidence was being brought to light, it was becoming more of a reality.

He was a politician though running in an election and these matters had to be handled a certain way, but it was a Catch 22 with the personal matters involved.

Y/N was understanding to an extent about my predicament and the weight the DA was putting on my shoulders. However, she was a detective and had to do her job and was struggling to find a medium. She had her superiors breathing down her neck and while she tried to fend them off of being hard on me, she was getting to the point she was on me to try to move things along.

We ended up having an argument earlier this morning which led to us not even talking all day. Multiple times later in the day I thought about texting her to check-in but settled with just avoiding looking at my phone to review cases and settle any paperwork that needed attention.

It was after dark when I heard foot steps in the hallway outside my door. I looked up thinking it was Y/N but it was actually Yelina.

"Guapo." She greeted with a smile. "I hope I'm not interrupting."

"You? Nunca." I gave her a friendly smile standing up from my desk. I kissed her cheek and hugged one of my old friends. "Oh, It's been too long. You look so great."

"You always tell me that. I'm on my way to another rubber chicken dinner."

"Well then they're very lucky." I complimented as I sat back down. "Sientate, por favor."

"How's the wife?" She asked pleasantly.

"She's good, busy." I glanced at my phone still not having heard from her today.

"Hmm... Clearly." she muttered.

I looked at her with a raised brow. "What's up?"

"You tell me. She and another detective came by an event today to talk to Alex."

"Did Alex send you to find out more?"

"No, he gave me some excuse. He doesn't even know that I'm here."

"Right... then let's not have this conversation."

"Rafael, you're Alex's oldest friend. Is this something that we need to worry about?"

"Yelina, he... I really can't talk to you about this."

"My husband didn't marry a fool." She stepped closer fixing my tie. "I mean, Alex is on the verge of doing something really great for all of us." She gently touched my face. "Papi, don't ruin his chances."

I grabbed her hand and removed it from my face before stepping away slightly. "If he's got nothing to hide, he's got nothing to worry about."

"So it's like that? Hmm...." She scoffed. "Just tell me one thing, is this any way about us?"

I looked at her bewildered. "Yelina, I'm happily married."

"Are you?" She stepped closer to me, basically centimeters from my face. "Not one part of you reminisces about the good old days? I think a part of you is jealous of Alex and his success? Maybe even regretting that I was the one that got away?"

"He's not and I would appreciate it if you stepped away from my husband." Y/N ordered as she glared at us.

Yelina jumped back and cleared her throat. "Detective... we we're just catching up, just things old friends do."

Y/N came over and stood by my side. She kissed me softly once on the lips before nuzzling into my face. "Seems to me you were trying to guilt my husband into giving you details on my investigation."

Yelina gave a tight smile. "I think I should get going."

"You do that." Y/N looked at her. "And Yelina, just know that you may be the one that got away, but I was the one that stayed and loved Rafael the way he deserved. Yo recogi las piezas rotas que dejaste en tu camino destruccion. His heart is pure and he wouldn't jeopardize his job for un perra superficial." Y/N moved threateningly closer to Yelina. "Next time you come between my marriage or this investigation, I will arrest you for obstruction of justice, lo entiendes?"

Yelina nodded before looking at me. "Nice to see you again, Rafael." She glanced at me. "Detective." and walked away.

Y/N turned to face me after taking a few deep breaths. "I'm sorry if I crossed a line, I know she is one of your "friends" but I just couldn't hold back after hearing what she said."

"What are you doing here anyway, Cariño?" I asked.

"I couldn't go home knowing we fought this morning. I wanted to try to talk it out and if we didn't, I was going to settle with checking in on you and dropping off dinner to ensure you don't pass out from overworking yourself." She looked at the discarded brown bag she dropped on the chair when she walked in.

I grabbed her face in my hands before kissing her hard with all the love I had. "I love you."

"I love you too." Y/N smiled at me.

I leaned my forehead against yours. "No, I really love you. I am so thankful that I have the most loving and amazing wife in my corner, even when we don't always agree." I nuzzled my nose against hers as she turned her head slightly to kiss my palm. "Plus it was hot watching you defend my honor."

She laughed at that. "Always, mi amor."