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"Partners in crime"
pairing : hannah x mc
piece of text :
- So, where is your regular partner in crime?
- Huh? Who do you mean, dad? - Hannah asked carefully and didn't look at his eyes
- Don't pretend, Hannah. I know that, MC is here, isn't she?
from the author :
hi quys!! it's my first shot but I hope you like it. imagine what it would be like if teenage hannah were friends with the MC. forgive mistakes. be healthy and safe.
WARNING : mention of alcohol and cigarettes
swearing
Better not be like MC and don't drive under the influence of alcohol‼
- Your dad is gonna kill me. I know that! - MC said dramatically
They were returning from the Aurora party in the stolen car of Hannah's father. Only MC has passed her driving license, so only she can drive. She hopes Hannah's father was asleep and knows nothing of their night out.
- Oh don't be so dramatic. And you better focus on the road. I'm too young to die. - Hannah rolled his eyes
Her phone rang to notify her of a new message. At the speed of light, she grasped the device, and a huge smile appeared on her face.
- I'm pretty sure your hacker contacted you. Am I right? - MC smiled meanly
- His name is Jake. - she growled in response
- Jake, Jack, hacker boy, whatever. To you he is a real god. You're obsessed with him! - she raised her voise
And that was true. Hannah only talked about him. Jake this, Jake that. Even her little sister Lilly complained to her because she was fed up with hearing about the mystery boy.
During the conversation, Hannah had to put in her famous 'I wonder what Jake would say'. It was so annoying!
- No, I'm not! You should find your own hacker. Then you will understand my point of view! - she replied, putting down the phone
- This is not a stupid idea. - she muttered in response
The house was getting closer. They both felt stress because what if Hannah's parents were still awake? Even though it was already after 3 am.
- Oh my god, MC. I smell like cigarettes! - Hannah shouted, sniffing her dress
- And who is the real drama queen here?
- Shut the fuck up! And help me, because I can't go home and smell like a bum. - she said desperately
- You have to remember that I was drinking alcohol and now I am driving a car. Your dad's car! What if the police stop us? Should we run to the end of the country or try to flirt? - MC asked, thinking of the best pick-up line for a policeman
- May be flirting. Whatever, only if that they don't give us a mandate!
- What about 'Hi baby, are you stray? Because I have a leash for such dogs.'
They looked at each other seriously then burst out laughing out loud. Alcohol combined with other illegal substances gave them a sense of humor.
- But I'm not saying that. - Hannah choked out. - These will be the most embarrassing minutes of my life.
- Believe me, mine too.
Fortunately, the police didn't stop them all the way to Hannah's house. MC parked the car and Hannah looked at her house in horror.
- How do I look? - MC asked, straightening her T-shirt
- Like someone who fucked someone in the club restroom.
- I hate you.
- I love you too. - Hannah muttered - Okay come on. Everybody is sleeping.
As silently as they could, they entered the hall. They tried to suppress the laugh that pressed against their lips. Why does they always want to laugh at the most inappropriate moments? As they were about to go out to the second floor, the kitchen light came on.
Panicked, MC hid behind the stairs, gesturing for Hannah to go to sort things out.
- I hate YOU now. - Hannah whispered and MC rolled her eyes
Hannah entered the kitchen with her soul in her heels. There she found a man who was reading a newspaper and did not seem to notice her.
- Well, well, well who honored us with her presence? - asked a deep voice
- I'm so sorry dad, I just.. - she began to speak but he interrupted her
- So, where is your regular partner in crime?
- Huh? Who do you mean, dad? - Hannah asked carefully and didn't look at his eyes
- Don't pretend, Hannah. I know that, MC is here, isn't she?
MC held her breath as she waited for her friend's reply.
- W-what? Of course not! - she replied indistinctly
"Oh my fucking god." MC thought disappointed
- Yes, yes, that's right. And I believe you. Remember that you love your daughter. - he said to himself like a psychopath - I do not mind, but if I see even the smallest scratch on the car, you get a barrier!
MC hit her head against the wall when she remembered hitting an orange pole while parking the car.
- Have a nice detention, Hannah.
Another Love
Chapter 1 Heartburn
warnings: this fanfiction will tackle heavy topics such as mental health and violence. there will be sex scenes.
– Fuck!
This word was often repeated every morning in my apartment. I was not an early bird, quite the opposite. I definitely preferred to fall asleep late in the evening, often in the middle of the night, to sleep until noon. Unfortunately, I was no longer a teenager, but a twenty-three-year-old woman who had to go to work every morning to pay the rent and bills. Life was often a bitch, wasn't it?
More curses spilled out of my mouth as my windshield wipers sped faster than Dan making up another shitty joke. Or a meme. His memes sucked, though I never told him that.
Duskwood was usually cloudy and rainy at this time of year. This is the second time I am convinced of this, because I moved here exactly two years ago. At times like this, I ask myself why? I could live peacefully in sunny California, sipping drinks on my balcony. But sometimes life writes its own scripts without asking you.
The pouring rain made my commute a bit more difficult, but I finally made it to the office where I was supposed to stay for another eight or nine hours. My boss threw papers at my desk, which didn't bode well. Halfway through work, I looked at my co-workers. Since I was a child, I liked to observe, analyze and draw conclusions about human behavior. So it was also now. However, the current view made me drowsy boredom. A group of people locked in a glass building, caring only if their shitty paperwork will pay the rent and pay off the mortgage. Will it allow them to go out to dinner at a restaurant at the beginning of the month, or maybe they'll get lucky and they can afford four days away at the end of the year? Corpsrats whose minds were completely closed to the world around them. I was a hypocrite judging them. Because I was absolutely the same. I also chased after money, abandoning my dreams and passions.
Deep, philosophical considerations were interrupted by the ringing of the phone. Seeing the name on the screen, I smiled slightly, despite my obvious tiredness. I picked up right away.
– Hello, hello. - greeted a nice, almost singing voice, which finally regained this lovely note – I'm picking you up from work today.
– But..
– Without any buts. We'll be choosing decorations today, you can't be absent! Nobody I know has better taste than you. Besides, you know what Thomas is like. He'll agree with me about everything, even if I pick the worst shit.
I burst out laughing. There was no contact with Hannah for several weeks. She needed hours of therapy, shed tears, and shutting herself off from the world to recover. To understand what happened. Has she come to terms with it? Was there any reconciliation at all in this situation? No one in the group seemed to agree with it. Damn, how were they supposed to accept that their longtime friend, the man who always made them laugh, did something like that? They couldn't even talk to him. Only Jessy had this honor, but I don't know if it didn't affect her even worse. I was just a shadow. A hiding shadow that listened to their conversation.
– Okay, you convinced me. Be there at 4pm – I told her shortly and said goodbye. Maybe this day won't be so bad after all.
* * *
– Thomas, don't interfere. – I grumbled under my breath as I flicked through the catalog with bouquets
I heard his loud protests to which Hannah reacted immediately.
– Babe, you know I love you, but I'll be carrying the bouquet, not you. Unless you want too?
The man got angry and left us alone. I suppressed the urge to comment on her rather dubious choice of husband and rolled my eyes, but a mischievous smirk must have affected my face hearing my biting thoughts.
Did that sperm really win?
I stopped quickly when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
– I can see you're not getting along, but just a little more. It will be better after marriage. Thomas is just stressed out. – she assured me and I nodded – You know, two years ago it all ended. This anniversary has such an effect on him.
I felt a shiver run down my spine. How... how come it's been two years since this nightmare ended?
– Have you forgotten? – she asked, seeing the pale expression on my face
– N-No. – I coughed at my broken tone of voice. – It's just that... it's a bit weird? That, time flies so fast and we live like two years ago?
– Can we do otherwise? I think we'd be best off living for them. – she said, then smiled sadly and squeezed my hand – Have you been at his grave?
I sighed, slowly shooking my head.
– Me neither. I'm not ready for that yet. –she confessed honestly and my heart clenched. Today was the day I had to face my past.
Getting into the car, I typed into the GPS the cemetery, which was located on the outskirts of Duskwood. Half an hour later, I was there. I gripped the steering wheel, letting out shaky breaths. I had no idea how long I sat there, but I finally moved and took out the rose I had bought on the way out of the back of the car. It was intensely red, reflecting my feelings at that moment. My mind was unconscious, my feet led me all the way to the grave. No wonder, my body knew the way by heart. I looked up at the name carved on it.
Jake Donfort
I swallowed. One candle was lit, illuminating this late evening. So Lilly must have been here already. I crouched down and carefully placed the flower on his grave. It may have been two years, but some things haven't changed. My heart still burned as I remembered the black-haired hacker who once meant so much to me. Now my heart squeezed even tighter as I realized something else.
The memory of him was fading, a little at a time and I could feel myself forgetting.
Time passed inexorably, and my upside down life returned to normal. Two years ago, I couldn't imagine my life without him. We had a promise, right? He promised we'd meet. He promised he wouldn't let us be separated. However, his promise was burned with him in the mine fire because he never came back. Even though he said he would.
Like just imagine awkward shy flustered MC and Jake on their first date, neither of them being used to speaking to each other face to face rather than over the phone. Meanwhile MC’s phone keeps going off from all the messages the Duskwood gang are sending them to the point where MC is slightly concerned something has happened to one of the other members of the group.
But when MC checks their messages, it’s all just the group teasing them and Jake for being so shy and flustered with each other. MC is slightly confused at how the group know how their date is going until they look across the room and sees the Duskwood gang all sitting at a table in bad disguises.
Which of course leads to the Duskwood gang crashing MC and Jake’s date so they can embarrass and tease them further.
Tbh this is mostly just me projecting my need for more Jake x MC fluff along with the Duskwood gang teasing and embarrassing both of them.
I found this on Pinterest and the only thing I can think of now is Jessy (and probably the rest of the Duskwood gang tbh) doing this on MC and Jake’s first date. Like just imagine the chaos and hilarity it would cause.
