Italics are translations for Spanish, it sucks being Mexican but I can’t speak Spanish-
Part one here:
— JAKE WAS FRUSTRATED, TO SAY THE LEAST. He was frustrated because Khonshu had been trapped once again and needed his help and that also the time he had in the body was limited. He was always on the verge of getting discovered by the other two who barely knew of his presence. He kept slipping but the adrenaline rush of knowing he might get caught was always the fun part when he came out.
Just the mere thought that Marc and Steven finding out everything exhilarated him but that meant he couldn’t leave the trail of bodies that he did every so often. And that meant he couldn’t keep his most lucrative secret anymore.
You.
Marc and Steven already had Layla but messed that up when Marc revealed he took part in killing her dad and now, she was away and gone from them. If they were to ever to find out about him, that means you would be found out. Jake was possessive of the things and people he loved. He didn’t like sharing and he would not share you.
His little secret.
The thrill of either of that the two living inside him will find out about you or you finding out about his secrets. Time could only time and the last time he left you was mind fuck out of your mind, in a daze from the overstimulation making you cum too many times for him to count.
Jake was mad that he barely had any time to stay in the body and wanted at least another hour with you but he was bound to his limitations and bound to Khonshu. Speaking of the Moon God, of course, Jake was to the rescue again with those bodies following him wherever he went. And wherever he went, those secrets followed him dearly and closely.
Jake can sense one of them will be found out soon.
summary: steven often wonders why you chose to love him, you remind him why you do
pairing: steven grant x reader, marc spectro x reader, jake lockely x reader
word count: 3286
(been listening to pov by ariana grande for a while and this has become an inspiration)
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days with you have never been dull,
especially since Marc and Jake exist as well with him, it has never been a bore with you, although yes, they tend to be so fond of interrupting his moments with you,
there are always moments he shares with you that makes him fall for you all over again, that feeling brings him back just like how he sees you for the very first time,
you step into the museum hall, eyes wide and mouth agape as you observe the decorated walls and ceilings, the artefacts and other collections that makes your inner child scream. your friend, Kia giggles besides you as she stares at your expression, gently nudging your waist with her elbow,
“I told you it’s pretty”, she comments, guiding your hand as your expression remains the same, “the best one in town”
you shake your head, blinking your eyes rapidly as you set your sight on her before giving a smile, “should’ve never doubted you. I wish the U.S actually had one of these, guess they don’t really give a shit about history unless it’s about white people, like honestly? People of Color have far more interesting cultures and history ”
Kia scoffs as the two of you walk around the place, “speak your facts bestie. bet you’re glad you moved out of New York, huh?”
Shrugging, you walk over to the tiny collection of three pyramids being displayed. “I’m 50/50 on that, just glad that i got Brandon off my fucking back, he’s such a dick”
with a loud laugh, Kia nods her head remembering the times where you chucked your ex’s phone out before punching him in the nose for cheating on you. “oh yeah i remember why” she says,
“the details on these cute things” you breathe out, mesmerised as you bend over slightly to take a better look. “they captured the design of the Great Sphinx so accurately, how the hell did they do that?” you tell yourself,
“well you go ahead and have fun with your nerdy self, i’m just gonna go and check if there are any cafeterias here. I haven’t eaten anything yet” Kia sighs, walking off and letting you do your thing,
as you pay your attention to every single collection, you’re clueless over the fact that there’s a curly dark haired man watching you, captivated by your beauty and how adorable you look, concentrating on everything that surrounds you. as if you had just found heaven.
you’re being a creep man, just go over and say hi
he startles a bit by the sound of Marc, interrupting his thoughts. hushing him off, “not a chance, mate. I think she prefers to be left alone.”
Marc could only roll his eyes as his figure reflected on the mirror that’s seated on the desk, putting his hands on his hips, giving Steven his infamous smirk,
dude, she’s hot as fuck. you’ve never been on a date over the last ten years, your last girlfriend was when you were, what, 20? You’re a man now, stop being a pussy and just start a conversation,
Now Jake begins to speak his mind as well,
‘If not now then when Steven? A beautiful woman, happens to exist in the same room as you are–which does not happen quite often– plus i think she’d look even better in bed, don’t you wanna fuck her?’
Steven can only shakes his head, cursing at Jake for making everything so sexual yet he refuses to avert his eyes, you’re so gorgeous how could he ever look away,
“I wouldn’t even know where to start. What if she doesn’t like me?”
“I doubt that, Steven. you’re a smart man and not to mention, charming. She’s gonna like you.”
he nods his head slightly as he fixes his hair and shirt before slowly walking over to you who seems to be unfamiliar with a male presence near you,
“Hi” he nervously greets you,
you crane your neck towards the direction, seeing a man–a cute one that is–standing next to you with his hands on his pockets with a small smile, possibly nervous, as you return one in response,
“Hi there” you give him a toothy smile,
Steven feels his heart beating faster because bloody hell,
you look far more gorgeous up close, and even marc agrees.
“your first time being here, yeah?”
you let out a soft giggle and nod. “Is it that obvious?”
he laughs a little, “a bit yeah. are you … a fan of Egyptian history?’
you quickly nod your head, “big time. I even got a tattoo of my favorite Egyptian Goddess on my body.”
holyshit, she has a tattoo?
‘she’s not even in my bed yet but i love her already, hermano’
“you wanna see?” you offer, fingers ready to grab the hem of your white top, always feel excited that you can show of your tattoo,
Steven somehow blushes, shaking his head vigorously, hands coming to stop you. “N-no, there’s no need for that-”
but its too late, you already lifts your shirt high enough to show him the tattoo on your ribcage, a beautiful Goddess tattoo with wings that’s large enough to cover your under boob all the way to he back of your half rib cage,
a shock is written all over his face as he studies the ink on your skin, it is indeed beautiful. The details and everything are so good, it is enough to make steven weaken his knees,
okay that girl is officially the sexiest woman i’ve ever seen
‘Steven please… for the sake of us take her home and fuck her on-’
“Is that the Isis Goddess?” Steven can’t help but ask–also because he does not want to hear Jake finish that sentence. “Oh wow”
nodding excitedly, you give him a large grin. “Yup! She has always been my favourite, a badass she is, huh? So powerful that she rules over death and rebirth. I’d kill to have it. She believed to be the most crucial part of Egyptian beliefs, there are many elements of her story that made me choose her as my favorite”
a beautiful woman who shares the same interest, sounds like you won this time, Steven
he stares in disbelief at you. not pure out of disgust or anything but just… in love…?
not everyday he gets to see a woman who is invested in Egyptian history, a beautiful one he may add. your eyes glow when you talk about it, that’s one thing he notices right away, filled with adoration. the same expression that Steven would give everytime he sees a relic beautiful enough.
“that is pretty gorgeous… wow, i’m sorry i just… hope not being a creep but she looks… stunning” his eyes set on yours as he speaks the last word, he has no idea where he gets the confidence from but he feels glad that he does it,
you look up to see him staring at you, smiling and biting your lip. “yeah? Well, she’s not just my favorite Goddess but Athena? The Greek Goddess? Happens to be my favorite as well. Although i don’t fully support the other Greek Gods because of what they did to Medusa. Absolutely fucked up if you ask me.”
now my dick is hard
“you love Greek Gods as well?” he asks, loving how this conversation going
how are you so perfect?
“absolutely. I went to Greece a couple years ago. It made me fall in love instantly when I studied the full history of the Gods and witnessed the Acropolis of Athens. It was so… magical” you breathe out a laugh, putting your shirt back on as you speak,
steven nods, chuckling a bit. “well i never actually studied about tha’ ,perhaps i should get into it then, yeah?” he scratches the back of his head,
“you definitely should… you’ll fall in love just as quickly as you did with the Egyptian history”
“how did you know i love it?”
shrugging, you tilt your head to the side, eyes never leaving his as you can see him visibly gulp. “your eyes… they don’t lie.”
steven feels himself freezes, he looks at your eyes as the two of you stare in complete silence for a while but it does not feel awkward for the both of you. he just met you today but he has a good feeling that you’re going to be the death of him,
chuckling, you look down before looking back up and regain your posture, gesturing your hand out and introducing yourself. “I’m Y/N”
he carefully takes your hand, “Steven. Steven Grant… that’s Steven with a V” he mentally facepalms himself as he said that, he just hopes you don’t think he’s a freak.
you can’t help but giggle, this man is the most adorable man you’ve ever met. “Nice to meet you Steven with a V.”
now’s the chance to ask her out, don’t blow this man
clearing his throat, he points towards the end of the hall. “you wanna see the tomb of Pharaoh ? it’s the people interests and it would be a shame if you came all the way and didn’t see it”
‘atta boy!’
still smiling, you look at his beautiful brown eyes and nod softly. “show me the way Steven with a V”
he reminisces the day where you first stole his heart and somehow, he stole yours too. he still can’t believe it happened,
though yes, Steven had his doubts and those doubts still exist on his mind. he doesn’t think that he’s capable of being loved and appreciated because his boss clouded his mind. telling him how his worth is less than others and how no woman will ever look at him with love, and for a long period of time he believed her,
he’s aware of how wanted you are by men. throughout your 6 months of dating, he has been getting looks and side-eyes from strangers, possibly thinking ‘how did a knob like him manage to get a girl like you?’
one time when he and you went to a small gathering, one of your guy friends–that you completely hate because he’s a fucking jerk– was there and he managed to get into his head,
‘lets face it man, she’s out of your league. she needs a real man not a weird fucking gift-shopist’
that completely broke him. he had to hold Jake and Marc off from taking over his body and kill the guy, which thankfully they calmed down. telling him how you’re crazy about the three of you and that you would never leave them, which is absolutely correct
still, he still gets scared every now and then, he doesn’t want to lose you, neither does Marc and Jake,
“baked you a vegan cookie, baby” you say coming up from behind him and kisses his cheek, arms coming to wrap his front chest. “I poured a glass of oatmilk too if you want, warm… just how you like it”
steven closes the book he’s reading and turn around to face you and flushes when he sees you standing in his sweater and pink panties, the one that he loves so much on you,
‘our girl is a dime, huh? look at how she’s in love with you, man’
and you still think, she has the hots for that asshole
‘there’s literally nothing for you to be afraid of, stop being so insecure and vulnerable’
I mean sure that guy is handsome and makes more money and-
“the two of you, knock it off” he mutters,
you chuckle, grabbing a seat next to him as you reach out for your book and a few cookie bites. “what were they saying?”
shaking his head, he squeezes your hand, “nothing, love” he shoots you a smile but it does not reaches towards his eyes, and you feel there’s something he’s not telling you,
frowning, you put the book down and put all of the attention on him. “baby, what is it?”
“what is what?”
“you have been feeling off for a week now, don’t think i haven’t noticed. didn’t even want me to suck you off in the bathroom and i’m sure that you’re making Jake and Marc suffer for days without my mouth” you respond, crossing your arms as you lean back against the chair,
she’s right, you know? We’re dying over here, we miss fucking her!
“there’s nothing wrong, love. really , i just… need to finish this chapter” he gives out a lame excuse,
‘oh come on!’
raising your eyebrow, you scoff, “love that book so much that you neglect me wanting to wrap my mouth around your cock?” you question, dying to get him to be honest. “there’s something wrong, I know it, baby talk to me please. you’ve been like this ever since we met my friends” reaching out to grab his hands and getting him to look at you, “please tell me?”
for the first time, it feels difficult for him to look up at your gorgeous eyes because he feels embarrassed. Embarrassed because he does not want you to see him vulnerable and emotional, embarrassed because he does not want you to know about the insecurities that has been eating him alive,
he shakes his head, looking down and finally closes the book “It’s stupid.” God, he could feel himself crying
Just tell her man, you know she’d understand,
your eyes soften even more, pulling your chair closer to him. “It’s not stupid if it makes you this upset, Steven. I love you. I’m here okay?”
Steven nods a little, biting his lower lip as he stills, he could feel himself blinking back a few tears and tries to subtly wipe them off,
“that night when we went to the restaurant with your friends, one of them said something to me.” he begins, slowly looking up to see you frowning,
“who? What did they say?”
he stays quiet for a while before continuing,”um… told me that uh” he lets out a sad sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose, “i don’t deserve you and that you need a real man instead of… me”
he sees how your expression goes from sad to shock and angry,
“what the fuck? Who said that?” you ask once again, feeling angry at the fact that someone from her circle of friends talked bad about your man infrontof him
“Damian”
you suck a deep breath, closing your eyes as you try not to picture your hand on the back of his head, slamming it against the wall. “My love, why didn’t you tell me?”
he shrugs, eyes now looking at the table, playing with his fingers. “I didn’t want you to think i’m weak or exaggerating because it’s a very dumb thing for me to be upset about”
“you are not exaggerating” you sternly say, “it is not dumb to feel that way, don’t invalidate your feelings like this Steven.” you assure him,
he smiles a little at your comfort, seeing how you care so much for him brings an ease to his heart but the weight hasn’t completely been taken off his chest,
you chuckle humorlessly, “i am going to slam his head on a fucking brick wall”
‘now that’s my girl!’
“maybe he’s right… you know?”
you freeze, slowly turning to look at him, “what?”
dude, what the fuck?! why would you say that,
“maybe, he’s not entirely wrong…? I am just as confused as he is, love. Why me? Why did you choose me? There are other men who are far more good looking and have real jobs that are dying to be with you.” he says in a matter of factly, “look at me! who wants someone that can barely sleep, has ankle restraints, has two alters living inside of him, works at a gift shop for a living and is a complete knob?”
“you could’ve done so much better than me” he whispers, not being able to hold back his tears as he cries in front of you,
you look at your beautiful man. sitting there as tears spill from his eyes and you can’t help but get a bit teary eyed as well. Is this how he feels for the past few months? How could you not notice that?
oh man… don’t cry Steve
‘Hey amigo, calm down now’
“Steven? Baby, look at me” you reach out to hold both side of his face and force him to look at you. “If you think that you’re not better, you are wrong. You hear me?” you look at his teary eyes which causes you to hold back a sob because this is breaking you too. how he looks down on himself, is breaking your heart into millions of pieces.
“I have been longing for someone who i can stay close to and give me peace of mind, a temporary break from reality… to be madly in love but also healthy in love and sanely I love with the person I know I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.” you softly speak, tracing his cheek bone with your thumb as his eyes stares at you, as if he’s looking for reassurance,
with a small smile, you say, “and i found him. I found you. You’re it. I don’t know why you can’t see how precious you are to me or why you think i’m too good for you. I don’t want you to worry about any other men because my heart only belongs to you… and Jake and Marc. i am not leaving the three of you.”
you can feel Steven coming out of his shell as he leans against the palm of your hand with a smile that you absolutely adore,
“I will love you when the sun rises and love you again when it sets”
his eyes filled with love and pure adoration as you speak, your beautiful words consumed his mind as he can’t help but think how lucky he is to have you as his girlfriend. you always make him feel better, not just by words but you show him. you show that you love him, you adore him, and how you are fond of him. he never gets to experience a beautiful love and he is so happy that gets to experience it with you,
see? I told you, our girl understands and she loves us, Steven. There’s no need to worry about her leaving our asses,
‘she’s crazy about us amigo, not to be an arrogant son of a bitch but she is.’
“I love you.” he speaks, hands coming to grab yours as he gives them a gentle squeeze and a soft kiss, a sign to let you know that he appreciates you being there for him and be his. “I am so sorry for being so emotional.”
you shake your head, “nothing to be sorry for, my love. I’m glad you told me.” shooting him a small smile before slowly getting up and sit yourself down on his lap, “my men saved the world and you steven, is crazy smart. How could i find someone better than that?” with that you lean down and give him a kiss on the lips which he gladly kisses you back,
hands coming down to rub his broad shoulders, hoping to release some tension in him. you softly sink your teeth into his lower lip and give him a small which causing him to blush,
pulling away with a giggle, you wrap your arms around his neck. “now, i’m going to the showers… care to join me, my three handsome and sexy men?”
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personally i love this. i think we tend to forget that men experience insecurities too and be ignored. they never expected to be emotional and vulnerable because society doesn’t teach us to have compassion towards men. boys need love too
Internally and externally screaming at the wholesomeness of this they deserve all the love and then some
Listening to Oscar Isaac talk about how his Moon Knight process was “completely falling in love with Steven,” like funny you should mention that, that was my exact Moon Knight process too.
I havent been able to stop thinking abt the moonknight suit. I hope we saw it more. Dont get me wrong i loved the story and character development etc. But the suit???? HOTTT
