[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

The sun pales in comparison to her.

Just does, the rising’s aureate and pink rays soft today like they’ve finally accepted their fate. To be task lighting for her, illumination over the most gorgeous angel in all of existence!! Not a day goes by where I don’t think about it, the minutes and seconds empty anyway if they’ve not having to do with her. I’d hella feel this way even if I ain’t in the profession I’m in - vaguely complicit in the fact that I may not come home, may not wake up at all one day - like I’d still think, with all the certainty of conceptual truth that Kazashi McCoy is the most beautiful girl to ever walk the earth. Brighter, prettier, better outside and in than anything imaginable.

Beautiful, I think, massive fingers spooling through her hair on the sheets, idly wrapping them around her cherry red horns and smiling to myself. Like a helluva creep, but you can’t help it when your wife is this pretty!! My other arm’s holding her, tight and close, to me. Until my phone starts buzzing and I’m outta bed, the most annoyed glower ugly over my already ugly face. What busted ■■■■ calls this damn early?!

I close the door behind me, fist balled up. “Speak.”

“Chuck! I’m your baby doctor, Chise!”

Oh.

The voice is oddly high, but I ain’t gonna worry ‘bout it too much. Those of us living on the fringes of society, Villains and Vigilantes, all got hella shit going on. A suspiciously high and squeaky voice? None of my damn business!! Second thing, we got good benefits, too! A homie of my homie who got us our apartment all those years ago suggested this cat: says he’s the best on this side of the world when it comes to prenatal care. The situation we’re in… me being me, the love of my life being an outstanding, upstanding Hero, it’s a helluva risk but one I’d take to get her the best care.

“Chise. Cool.”

The person on the other side of the line keeps speaking; I didn’t quite get it when he said he was a baby doctor… “I’m eager to meet you and Mrs. McCoy at 16:00. I’ve linked the coordinates to your phone. Don’t forget to scale the mountain when you reach the dueling peaks, not go through it. If you leave now you should make it right on time to your appointment. Call God if you get lost, cause no one else can hear you out there.” The line dies.

What?... I shrug, pocketing the thing before going back to our bedroom, wrapping my arms around the love of my life and pressing my face into her neck until she wakes up!!

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[Kazashi McCoy]

Her dreams were sweet. They had been for years now. She still remembered a time where she would wake up shaking next to him, cold, shivering, terrified, only to calm down in his arms as he reassured her everything would be okay. He was right. Those demons were long gone now, defeated at the hands of Chuck McCoy, her husband and number one hero! Hella didn’t matter what society thought about him!! As she slept in his arms her tum, featuring a growing baby bump, was slowly rising and falling with her breathing. This was it, her personal heaven and she wasn’t even awake to cherish it, cherish him and everything he did for. Something she would have to remedy when she woke up.

She was quite the heavy sleeper, so when Chuck got up it didn’t wake her, but her body did instinctively move a couple of inches, cuddling closer to his side of the bed. Their lives had taken a different turn ever since her pregnancy. She wasn’t as involved in the hero business anymore, at least for the time being, and it had been a real struggle to shelf all that. Especially when Chuck was getting up and going to work, risking his life, presumably having to work even harder to cover their cost of living. She wanted to be out there with him, keeping him safe and beating up anyone that might look at him wrong, but she knew what was best for the little ones, and that was her staying at home.

On the flip side, she cooked a lot more now that she had the time and was sewing and crocheting clothes at a breakneck pace. She even crocheted little charms for Chuck. Cute little things with hearts and encouraging messages on them. Sometimes she left them on the door for when he came home, hid them in his workshop, or snuck them into his lunchbox! Anything she could think of to make his day a little easier, to put that beautiful smile on his face, a smile that shone so brightly the whole deserved to see it and get blinded by it!

After a little while she slowly opened her eyes. Feeling his arms around her and his face against her neck, she immediately smiled as she turned her arms into soft, fuzzy jacket sleeves and pulled him in closer. “Mornin’…” she mumbled into his forehead, giving it a lazy kiss. “Yer gonna get cold, Chuchu, come here.” She held him tight, rubbing the sleeves against his back. There was no better feeling than waking up next to him. To know that the one she was building her whole life with was right there next to her. Somehow more handsome with each passing day, year, decade? If their kids took after him they would be hella blessed, his dreamy, infinite eyes, his perfect, big sappy heart that could charm anyone, not to mention the most gorgeous and goofy smile to go with it. He was the perfect husband, the perfect pa to their kids. “Did ya sleep okay?” She kept caressing his skin as she let him answer, then it dawned on her. “...Ah slept much longer than ya again, didn’t Ah?” She kissed his forehead again, giving him a little nudge as she worked her way down to kiss him on the lips.

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

No evil dads, hopeless futures. None of this or that ‘bout dozens of siblings who knew piss all ‘bout one another, born for blood. All that crazy shit Blaine did - it hella still happened, I’d hate him with every ounce of my soul for all my life here and hell to come - but I’d be damned if I ain’t do everything in my power to ease my moongirl’s pain of that in the present. I ain’t entirely naive; we both had irremovable scars, anchors on our soul. My whackass upbringing, my torture with the Covenini; my soulmate’s past in the orphanage, all those lost kids who bullied her to the devil in Blaine Kaneko. But we were an ocean of our own, infinite love in how we held each other. Our union. We drowned together, brought each other to our own shore. From nightmare, night terror to greatest wish come true in the blink of an eye, tugged her tighter to my chest. There was no place else I belonged more in all the world than by her side, holding her to me.

So imagine the goofiest smile spreading over my face when I come back in, noticing her inching closer to my side of the bed!! Speaking of places, I was lowkey hella glad she pulled away from Heroism. It was never my place to tell her what to do. Never would be, I was her #1 Fan in all her aspirations - but to have her home, safe, fueled a fire in my heart. I loved her impossibly more and more each day; and the pregnancy news sparked a whole new level of possessiveness in me when it came to my Kazashi. Was hella ashamed to say I checked my ring at least a hundred times a day to keep tabs on her. To know that she was cooking and crocheting at home, cozying the nest for us and our kids, ramped up such a primal level of desire in me it was obscene. Overflowed with each charm I found!! Each and every one was more proof she was the greatest woman in all the world, an infinite love I’d do anything for.

Lately, that meant working more. Oddly, we were hella richer than most couples. But most of that money, the millions upon millions of yen that came from assassinations or client weapons, was blood money. Years ago, Brie Brie setup offshore accounts for us to funnel all that cash to. Not to be touched on a daily, unless we wanted the government on our ass. Hella top secret ■■■■ that I ain’t dare jeopardize, especially when it came to Kazashi’s name in Herodom. So in the meantime I kept up with that and extra shifts at any part time gig I could get. Delivering furniture, working as a janitor, anything and everything!! “Clean” money, money I could be proud of. I’m my baby’s breadwinner, y’all!!

And it felt so good!! I snug her closer to me in the present, cracking the biggest grin when her arm turned into the softest jacket sleeves. “Morning beautiful,” I whispered into her skin, love alight in my heart all over again being so close, her kissing my forehead. It hurt sometimes. The fullness of her, being in love with a being who was so perfect there’d be nothing on earth or beyond without her. “Zāzā, did you get even softer?! You’re hella amazing, baby!” It was heaven everywhere she touched, dangerous sin and purity all at once. I lean further into her touch, two arms tightening around her while another pair popped out to glide firmly down her sternum and over her baby bump. Cupped, warm, soft, safe, mine. Imagining her swathing our kids as a baby blanket was enough to send me over the edge. Luckiest lil snots in all the world. “Slept hella good.” I grin. It was still hella hard to sleep sometimes but now it was because reality was greater than anything that could ever be dreamed up. I crane into her kiss, nuzzling her forehead after while my hands kept holding, exploring, her. “As you should, Zāzā!! Your body’s taking up hella energy doing… the thing!” I gulp. “You need all your sleep n’ I’ll tell this doc to piss off if you wanna go another day!!” It was that simple. What she wanted and needed, over and above anything else imaginable.

I peer up at her, lean in to kiss her deep. “How are you feeling? You hungry?” I’d cook, pick her up anything, anything at all!!

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[Kazashi McCoy]

It was criminal that they had somewhere to be when staying in bed with him was this comfortable. She could have closed her eyes and dozed off again right then and there. She almost did. His words tickled her neck, set her heart aflame with that undying love she was so familiar with by now. “Maybe Ah did,” she smirked, kissing his forehead again, “maybe it’s a new kind of trainin’ ta make me softer.” She teased, the kind of training that would make her the perfect wife. His perfect life partner through all the bad and all the good. “Yer so warm.” She closed her eyes as she basked in his embrace. A giggle escaped her lips as his hand rested on her baby bump. “Can ya feel them?” She looked down at him, smiling warmly. She knew hella nothing about the cycle despite having read about pregnancy so many times. Were they big enough to be felt? Kazashi swore she could feel them. “Ah bet they’re sayin’ good mornin’ too.”

“Ya look hella good too.” She winked, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. “Yer right, Ah should sleep as much as Ah can. It’s just so different compared ta what Ah was used ta before the thing..” She blinked her eyes and let out a little yawn. “The doc called? What did they say?” The offer to just postpone their meeting was tempting. In the moment she wanted nothing more than to stay in bed with Chuck all day, do nothing, maybe cuddle and watch TV, order in takeout whenever they got hungry. However, she also knew that going and seeing the doctor would give her a lot more peace of mind. Getting answers to all those things neither her nor Chuck knew much about.

She closed her eyes and turned her arms back to normal as she kissed him deep, gentle fingers tracing the back of his neck and rubbing a soft circle pattern into his shoulders. Fireworks went off inside her whenever they kissed, always did. It was her favorite moment of any and every day they were together. He was her whole, her drug, she was hopelessly and shamelessly addicted to Chuck and her life was all the better for it. She couldn’t even picture where she might be today if they hadn’t bumped into each other in the Disney store. “Hella hungry, ya wanna cook somethin’ together?” Just because she needed rest didn’t mean she wouldn’t offer to help!

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

The perfect wife. Perfect life, by virtue of her. There was no one else I’d want to brave all of eternity with, no one else I could fathom spending a week with, much less all of forever. Everything she was!! Everything she did was ruthlessly cute, sexy, spreads the ugliest grin on my already deformed mug!! Like now, the way she kisses my forehead or says what she does makes me clutch her to me all the harder. “H-hella good training!! You’re always reaching new levels, baby!” I was amazed with her, from day one to now and every day beyond. There were countless facets to her quirk she explored herself, discovered, like the infinite display of rainbow’s a diamond presented on any of its sides. Softness was a big win!! Swaddled by an angel, from Civilians in the dark to our kids, too. I chuckle when she giggles, in awe with the light landing soft over her neck. Could I feel them? I shift under the sheets, cradling her with all my arms while my ear lay flush against her growing tum. I tune into the lullaby of her heartbeat, the rush of her sweetness and all her sounds. The tiny pitter patter of hearts? My own damn near stops a beat. I swallow. In the garrulous language of guys like me, I whisper, “hell yeah.” And press my lips to her bump. Then I cup my hand to my ear, all stupid like, and say, “n’ that they love their ma and think you’re hella pretty!! lil squishes tryna steal my girl already!!”


I lean back up, flush all over when she kisses my cheek. “Thanks, baby.” I marvel her, watching her sumptuous lips move with every word that drips out. Her blink, her yawn. They live rent free in my head, all hours of the day. “What other new things… about the thing are you noticing?” Would there be… morning sickness? It was hella maddening, havin’ kids together, but not being in her body and knowing exactly what she was going through. The brunt and emotional toil of baking not one but two (!!) buns in her oven. I’d do everything in my power to support her through it, tho a hella big part of me wished I could do even more somehow. “Doc says they wanna meet us. Their office is apparently in the asscrack of nowhere…” I trail off, lost in her auric eyes and her sleepy lips. How can anyone pay attention when their love is this gorgeous?

Then I drown in her kiss, in love with her tongue and sharp teeth, swathed in her softness. Impossibly soft, it never made sense to my pea brain. My arms tighten around her in response, shoulders loosening up as the hunger in me sets to devour her. Moments I’d waited my whole life for. Greedily we peel away and I’m shamelessly already wanting more! Could never get enough of my love, my moongirl, my one and only. I owed that Disney bastard a helluva lot, whatever divine intervention struck to bring her to me that day. I grin, heaving in raspy breaths as my hands coast down her sides, two playfully gripping her horns. “Hell yeah hun!! Here, I got you.” I’d scoop her out of bed then and there, carry her to wherever she wanted to go!! Whether that was the kitchen or bathroom, hell, other side of the earth, I’d do it! Then I set over to our kitchen, taking out two dozen eggs, bacon, sausage, enough pancake mix to feed a small army, hashbrowns, and a harvest of fruit!! All burners activate!

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[Kazashi McCoy]

“Ya think?” She grinned like an idiot, loving every second that he humored her little training joke. “All for ya.” She affirmed with a giggle, she could get lost gazing into his milky white eyes for days. She hella would have had he not moved down to her tum. She blushed at his response. It was a new thing for her, her body being in this changing state that it was. It meant the whole world to her that he was here to support her every step of the way. That he wanted this life together just as much as she did. It made every change, every bout of morning sickness a little less scary to know he was always by her side. Even when he wasn’t by her side all day, all she had to do was talk into her ring to get the comfort she needed. “Yeah?” She perked up, before bursting out laughing at what he said next. “Ya better watch out, they’re learnin’ all their rizz from ya!”

“New things?” Her face was flush, her tone a soft, morning whisper. “Ah get sick in the mornin’ sometimes. That’s how Ah first noticed too.” She grinned, thinking back to when she went to the doctor thinking she had gotten sick, only to find out it was something much more important. “The few days before Ah told ya.” She looked down, her hand moving to find one of his so her fingers could dance playfully across his wrist, palm and fingers. “Really? They don’t have an office in Tokyo?” Living in the city she was so used to everything being close by. “We can go if ya want. Make a little trip out of it?”

Her heart beat faster as they kissed, his soft lips plucking her breath away with each passing second. Without thinking about it her legs moved to wrap around his, her desire to be as close to him as she could ringing true. All she wanted was to be his soulmate, to realize all of his and her own dreams together, grow old and gray with the best life to look back on. One of her hands slipped around his hip and up his back as she reciprocated his embrace. “Ah love ya.” She whispered, breathless, flushed, before she leaned in for more kisses!

“Yeah? Ya got me. ~” She grinned, blushing as he held onto her horns in a way that made her head spin. She chuckled when he picked her up, leaning in to kiss his neck. One short trip to the bathroom later and Kaz found herself seated in the kitchen. “With the amount we’re eatin’ these days, we’re already cookin’ for a whole family.” She turned her arm into a scarf and wrapped it around a strawberry before popping it into her mouth. “Ah bet they’re gonna go crazy for pa’s cookin’.” She stood up to grab them a glass each and some cups for hot drinks. Walking past Chuck by the burners, she picked up another strawberry and gave it a tiny smooch, before turning to hold it up to his lips.

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

Obsession. I ate up her giggle and grin, hanging on every word of her joke. Was reminded then that it was her or nothing, the only person in this universe I’d ever wanna be with. Even when our kids were here, I knew with irrefutable certainty that she’d always come first. “All for me?” My tone drops like my heart under my hips, pulsating low. “N’ what should I give to you?” My words are a hot rush against her skin, eyes finding her auric own with ravenous pleading. My lips trace a path from her tum to the angular edge of her pelvis then, hands gripping her hips tighter. I love her like this. I’d love her when she was wider, wore stretchmarks with pride, loved her in any way, shape, or form she took. I break the kisses to chuckle against her skin, adoring her laugh from this angle. “Damn… stole my girl, my rizz, gonna take my car too ain’t they?! lil stinkers better be cute…” A pang of anxiety hit me. What if they were born like mangled-up balls of scars, half-functioning organs and all? I press my face to her again, moan. “Here’s hoping to God, if there’s one!! That they get your beauty, baby!” I had to believe in something, eh? It was impossible for a guy like me to end up with a girl like her without someone up there lookin’ out for me!

Back up, my eyes were glued on her, an arm intertwining around her waist. A slight frown came over my face. It sucks, not feeling good, knowing there ain’t a thing I can do to intervene. My eyes peer down to her hand, soft perfection dancing across the padded, rough skin of my own. My hand moves to intertwine with her own, pad of my thumb rubbing circles between her index finger and palm. “I’m sorry, baby. Let’s see if the doc’s got something for the sickness.” I make a mental note to strategically offload her of responsibilities, wake up earlier to get her a solid breakfast and a load of laundry before she’d even make the cutest yawn with the sun!! Then I grin. No office in Tokyo because… “It’s a doc in my network.” All hella underground, but how long could we roll like that? Better tech, care, faster all around, but would she mind a drive through Shinogi-adjacent for our kids’ dental? My head was spinning with possibilities. “We could make a helluva trip of it!!!” I flip out my phone, begrudgingly, I ain’t like using it when she’s in my presence, just to show her where on the coordinates it was. All the chocolate bars and sights we could hit on the way there!!

Whenever she was done looking at the map, if she wanted to at all, I’d flip the phone behind us somewhere and crane in deeper to her kiss. All my arms pull her tight to me, world’s most precious treasure, a voracious hum of approval ripping from my throat when her legs seal my very doom. So soft, full, maddeningly strong. Two hands grip her curves, the other two racing from her horns to her backside to lift, grip, smack. She was mine. All mine. When she holds me tighter, my lips move from hers to her neck with the intent to leave a mark. “I love you,” I whisper back in a desperate, fast rush. Everything’s hot, an inferno of desire everywhere she touches with no way to put me out. Our dreams are one and the same, infinite togetherness and belonging to one another. She’s what I see when I wake, close my eyes, haunts my every sleep.

I’m grinnin’ hella big!! “O’ yeah, baby?! Good, cause I’m never lettin’ you go! No way in hell!” I lean her down as I’m holding her, just to kiss her deep again! Once we’re in the kitchen, I laugh at what she says, a loud ass barrel that shakes the kitchen cabinets. “You’re hella right ‘bout that baby, n’ all things!!” I throw some eggs onto the griddle, almost forget to crack ‘em!! Can you blame me? Hella distracted when my wife’s this soft, pretty, amazing, smart, strong. “I’ll pick up another fridge on my way home next time!” I look appreciatively as she grabs our glasses, melting inside as she kisses the strawberry and holds it up to me. Naturally my mouth comes over it and her fingers, sucks and swallows. Bright red under the blue, I was gonna say something about the kindest, most amazing compliment she said, but my soul left my body when she did what she did and left nothing but wanting in its wake.

When the food was all ready, I brought trays of it to the table, all four arms doing their duty!! One round, then two! “Time to eat!!” I sing, pressing the fattest kiss on her forehead when I bring the last bowl of food to the table. My heart warms. What would it be like with a full table?

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[Kazashi McCoy]

''Yeah.'' She smiled, blushing a bit. ''Who else? Yer my whole universe after all.'' She whispered, sultry, hella sappy too but that was just who she was!! Absolutely simping for her perfect hubby soulmate. Everything she did, whether it was training, knitting, reading, cooking, it was all for him and them, making their lives better and making sure she could pamper him as much as possible. Some couples had a hard time showing affection years after they first got together, but not them! She was going to do everything she could to remember the little things. To sneak up on him in the kitchen, kiss him every morning before work, every time he came home too, make sure he knew he was loved and to say those magical words to him every day and let them resonate from her heart to his.

''Ta me?'' She grinned, feeling a rush surge through her as her heart beat faster, watching him, letting out a gasp as he held her hips tight and kissed her. Once he started chuckling she couldn't help but join in, hiding part of her red face behind her hand. ''An' yers too.'' She let out a little, blissful sigh and cupped his cheeks with her hands, thumbs rubbing soft circles into his face. ''If they don't get yer charmin' looks they hella miss out.'' She would know, she fell for him all those years ago. All it took was taking off his mask. Some people might not find him attractive with scars and all, but to Kaz they were just more features she loved about him. Especially the way he carried himself in spite of the traumatic past that had incurred those scars on him. It was all the more admirable, hot, sexy!! She was so proud of how far he had come over the years, from hiding behind the mask to being out and about, fully as himself. She could only hope their children would get that same level of self-confidence from him.

''That'd be great.'' She smiled, a little tired at the thought of having to wake up with more sickness, but she wanted to bear it and look tough for him! ''But Ah'm okay, Chuchu. Ah'm a shield after all, right? That means Ah can take a lot more than most people. It's only temporary.'' She rubbed his arm as she tried to reassure him, and maybe reassure herself a little bit too. ''Now that's startin' ta make sense.'' She smiled, wondering how she hadn't thought of that sooner! Of course it was one of his connections. As much as she adhered to heroism and helping people, she had to admit, they had gotten a lot of help through Chuck's connections over the years. If hero society ever turned their back on her, would they be there to have her and Chuck's back? She hoped it never came to that, but it wasn't easy living a double life. ''Is that the place?'' She leaned in a little closer to look at the coordinates on his phone.

She was more than happy to continue cuddling once she was done looking at the phone, smiling so much she could barely kiss him back because was just that elated!! Her body was practically shaking, loving every second of his attention, greedily holding onto him for more and more. Slipping her hand up to the back of his head she gripped his hair as he leaned in to kiss her neck. Tipping her head gently, she gave him more space to leave a mark. Her other hand snuck to his back, nails digging into it as their hearts beat as one. ''Ah love ya.'' She repeated, a low moan escaping her as she held onto him.

''Lucky mee! ~'' She grinned like an idiot feeling like a queen in his arms, kissing him back. ''Another?'' She chuckled, ''ya think it can fit?'' She glanced over at their fridge. In all honesty it probably could. She was all about decorating the home, but something heavy like a fridge he could usually handle himself no problem. She let out a little chuckle as he ate the strawberry from her fingers, licking the place his lips had just touched as she winked back at him. Seeing that blush under his blue hue was everything.

Having taken her seat, she laughed as he pressed a fat kiss against her forehead, putting her hands together to a little prayer. ''Ah humbly receive!'' She grinned, forking several eggs, slices of bacon and pancakes onto her plate all at once. She wasn't just eating for herself after all!

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

I nearly choke, a happy-simpful sound bouncing across my throat!! The ugliest grin shoots across my face, lights up undead eyes. “R-really Zāzā?” That she meant it, said it, time after time it was like hearing it for the first time all over again. That was just the magic of her. A mystery, that a woman that beautiful, badass, complete and kind in all things could look at me like that, much less love me. Six years of falling deeper in love with her by the day and I still felt like the rug would come outta under me any minute. ‘Cause how was she real?... angel fallen to earth donning the devil’s horns, white teeth ready for the puncturing. God’s most gorgeous creation. “N’ you’re mine.” Iron authority. It was hella weak comeback game but the straight truth of it, possessiveness so raw in my heart over she I loved with every ounce of my very existence. Pluto spins into ceaseless damnation the second Charon flees his orbit. No me without her.

I grin up at her, flick my tongue against her skin. Deliriously soft. “Yeah you,” I tease, slinging her tighter to me when she gasps. My hand sweeps from over her tum to underneath her, grips her tighter while my lips move to kiss her inner thigh slowly. It’s a core memory for me everytime she hides her face behind her hand, the cutest sounds and gasps of her going off like happy bells in my head. I get hot under her soft hands when she cups my cheeks, says those things that heal so much of the crazy shit that's haunted my whole life. “Thank you, baby.” I look up at her, lift her leg closer to my face so I can kiss her thigh again. “We’re gonna spoil ‘em to ■■■■ all, ain’t we?!” I laugh, a breathy, hearty thing. They’d never know being passed up, the agony we went through… No matter what they looked like, tho I hoped to all hell they’d get their mom’s looks, they’d never wonder if anyone would love them. Never know orphanage hell, the hell of hating themselves off the jump.

She was so, so strong. I was in awe of her everyday, blown away by her strength, her commitment to kindness and justice despite the hell the world had thrust her way. Her resolution. Night and day difference from the shy cutie who liked playing naughty and shoplifting, always my baby. I lean into her hand rubbing my arm, marvel her with wide eyes and blink. Temporary? “What if… I wanna get you pregnant again?” It’s through my lips before I get a chance to think it. “N’ again n’ again?...” When Breige came back from chasing Ouroboros, he’d kill me. Straight up, told me never to mix with a Hero student, much less have a family with her. But it was funny how I couldn’t picture anything else now. Kazashi McCoy, love of my life, held my destiny in her hands, worn like a champion’s belt among her growing tum. “I’m gonna be here for you every step of the way, okay baby? It’s you and me, n’ you’re always gonna come first.” Hooded eyes drop back down to her belly, kiss her skin deeply. I’d nod when she asked her question, wondering what she thought about the location. Was it too far? Did she spot something along that route she liked?! I’d hella wheel into the parking lot of any place she wanted at a thousand miles per hour!!

She opens up to me and I come for her, her every visceral smile and shake gutting me inside. It’s insanity to love her so much, feel my soul split from my body when she pulls my hair back and my lips devastate her neck, suck soft-hard. She’s intoxicating. My heart pumps all the faster when she’s in my mouth, blood pouring through me. Her nails sink into my back and I gasp, hungry, pinning my weight against her as my hands roughly coast along her sides. They ball around her upper thighs, two thrust through her hair, and my lips shoot to hers. I growl when she says what she does, moans. “I love you,” I repeat too, darker, meaner. My vision wavers a bit out, her heartbeat’s in my ear. I want her.

Afterwards, I laugh, so in love with her grin as she’s in my arms!! It was hella impossible that anyone could be that damn cute and sexy at once!! I follow her gaze around the kitchen, still in awe of her. I stare deep into those auric-crossed pools. I wanna drown in her. “It always fits.” I snort, stupid as ■■■■, laughing again while my brain went wild. Another fridge, more cabinets, bigger kitchen appliances. Bigger washer and dryer, more rooms, more stuff - for kid shit, family shit - it suddenly dawns on me like spontaneous combustion: our apartment wouldn’t do it anymore. ■■■■. How’d I not realize it? My eyes widen before I look back to her, so in love with her smile. The prayer she gave next. We’d figure it out. We just do. Beat the Covenini, UAU’s shit, we’d make it. “Good, cutie!! You need your energy!” I grin watching her fill her plate, top off mine next. “See anything you like on the way there or back to the spot?” I ask, in-between stuffing my face!!

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[Kazashi McCoy]

‘‘Really, really.’’ She smiled, her eyes full of love as she looked back into his. ‘‘All yers, ta the moon an’ back.’’ Her hand reached for his as she intertwined their fingers. She was in orbit around him. Had been for six years and she hella wasn’t planning on coming back down ever!! Her head spun when he held her close, his hands, his lips, he was the only one that could make her feel so madly in love that it was unbearable in the best way possible. ‘‘Hella,’’ she laughed, feeling the all too familiar warmth of love spread from her heart to the rest of her body as he lifted her leg up to kiss her thigh. ‘‘Spoil ‘em like we never were. Think that’d make us bad parents?’’ She shrugged. She cared about being a good mom, the best she could be, but she wanted their children to have the safest childhood and future. No financial instability, a house full of happiness and love, and a mom and dad they could always go to with their problems. ‘‘Gimme yer hand.’’ She cooed, leaning up to kiss his ring tattoo. ‘‘Ya an’ me together, we’re gonna make all the other families hella jealous!’’

‘‘Again?’’ She flushed, feeling her heart skip a beat as he repeated the question. ‘‘Ya would want that?’’ She smiled, blinking back tears as she scooped him into a big warm hug. ‘‘Me too, until we get hella old!’’ She snickered, sticking her tongue out. She hummed when he kissed her belly again, closing her eyes as she stretched her arms over her head. ‘‘Ah got so lucky meetin’ ya, so unbelievably lucky.’’ She couldn’t stop saying it and she couldn’t stop thinking it. She was the luckiest woman in all of Japan. ‘‘That doesn’t seem too far..’’ She muttered, before her eyes lit up. ‘‘There’s a chocolate shop on the way! They sell the best dark chocolate there! Ya gotta try it!’’ She beamed, nudging into him playfully. She was always craving dark chocolate, shamelessly so!!

She damn near fainted after he gave her the mark, wrapping her arms around him to hold him close as he pinned his weight against her. Her head was spinning full of love as she sat up and felt the spot on her neck with her hand. ‘‘Looks like Ah’ll be wearin’ a scarf today.’’ She turned her hand into a scarf and wrapped it around his wrist so she could pull him in close and whisper against his lips. ‘‘Don’t forget, yer next.’’ She whispered sultry, rubbing her thumb against his neck as she leaned in to give him another kiss. She would stay in bed and tease him all day if she could, but eventually they had to get up and start their day.

‘‘Ya always find a way.’’ It was damn impressive, that’s just how talented her soulmate was! He had the skills and if he didn’t, he always had contacts somewhere that could help out. Although, looking around their kitchen she slowly started coming to the same internal realization as him. They were a growing family. How long could they stay in this apartment before it grew too small? Once the kids got older they would definitely need their own rooms, room for all their toys and clothes too. Thinking about it, it was as if the apartment would be shrinking by the years. Was there cause for worry yet? Maybe not, not before breakfast anyway! ‘‘Mm.’’ She held her hand up, chewing and swallowing the fried egg she had forked into her mouth before replying. ‘‘There’s the chocolate place, Ah also wanna fetch a small plastic bag before we go inta the mountains.’’ She could already tell she was sounding hella suspicious, so she quickly added, ‘‘It’s a secret! ~’’ She teased, pointing her fork at him. ‘‘Anythin’ on the way that caught yer eye?’’ She asked, going back to shoveling breakfast, having to remind herself that they weren’t in a rush or anything, she was just so excited to go out on a little trip with her hubby!

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

Those sweet country-dipped words sink into the softest parts of me. It was all the more proof that she was the better half between us, healing in everything she was and did and said. The earth she stands upon is lighter, bends under her angelic grace. I smile when she intertwines our fingers, gently pulling her soft hand towards my face. My lips rub the base mound of her ulna, trace a feathery path up to her first knuckle before moving to slowly kiss each one. It was unshakeable love she made me feel, so resolute that nothing would stop me from being with her, protecting her. On God, on my life. Then I laugh, a warm rush against her thigh. Us as bad parents? “Hell nah,” I huff, “I ain’t care if it does! They’re getting spoiled rotten!!” It was hella impossible for “bad parent” and “Kazashi” to exist in the same sentence. Even if we ain’t even give those lil shits anything, they’d be showered in her adoration, her light her heart - and have their goblin ass dad giving them all the attention in the world, too. A shiver courses through my spine when she kisses my ring tattoo, lands low somewhere beyond my pelvis. “Hella jealous, baby. N’ I’ll have to beat back all the piss-■■■■ parents who are gonna eye you up!!” My wife’s my milf!!! I lean up to kiss her, claim her.

My head was heavy, drunk in her taste. “Yeah,” I whisper, feeling so stupid for saying it out loud but complete just the same because she was hearing it. Sanctuary on all earth, my heart and other half of soul. I grin up at her as she stretches those toned arms out, slip greedily into her hug. All four arms latch onto her, lifeless eyes not able to peel themselves off her. The tears in her eyes, every minute expression shift that the sun highlights on her skin… It drove me wild. Her. My obsession with her, wanting more of her and our kids was more than primal. “Until we get hella old,” I repeat with a dry, choke-sobbed chuckle, “n’ then I’ll find you in the next life n’ we do this shit all over again!! I love you!” I reach up to kiss her collarbone, slow, tender. It cures me everytime to hear her say it. Dazzles me the same, that she felt lucky to meet me when I’m the luckiest man alive for meeting her. Couldn’t put it into words, this feeling that I owed some God out there more than all the riches on earth. Then I’m grinnin’ again. “Chocolate, huh? You got it, baby!!” She nudges, I kiss her again! She ain’t getting away from the kiss barrage!!

Afterwards, I chuckle, pressing a nervous hand against the back of my neck. “Uhh, s-sorry hun! Want me to get one for you?!” I always had a lot more clarity after the fact, felt mad bad for doing what I did to her skin!! Even if there was a sacral part of me that wouldn’t do a damn thing differently. She was mine, everyone should know it. I’m grinnin’, as she says what she says, then turns one of her hands into a scarf and draws me in. Immediately I’m intoxicated all over again, awash with her scent and her soft skin so close to me. Getting drowned in voluminous auric eyes, her plump lips against mine. My brain short circuits when she says what she does. She seduces me, ruins me. “Yeah? Whaddya gonna do?” I’m breathless, lost with her thumb padding across my neck’s racing pulse. Then I drown in the next kiss, never wanna come up for air. I’m obsessed with her, so begrudgingly get out of bed with her it’s like we’re teens bidding the school day away.

It made me so damn happy to see her eat. I blink when she says what she does, smile and feel all lit up. “I can only find a way causeyou’resocute.” I still have a crush on my wife. Always will, get embarrassed admitting these things out loud to her. Then my expression darkens. A small plastic bag? A secret?! Was she going to be sick? I knew not to question her, so I bit back that feeling and nodded. “A small plastic bag!” I went back to grinning. “You’re gonna have to point out the chocolate store to me, baby. Or I’ll mark it if you wanna go back to bed on the ride.” I lean over to kiss her forehead. “There’s a material store I wanna swing by.” I have a burgeoning… curiosity. I’d look like I was lookin’ for blacksmithing supplies, but I wanna see house stuff. Lumber, concrete, tungsten, so on. The thought we’re thinkin’ together but ain’t know it, our family outgrowing the apartment, is running away from me before I can consciously realize what’s happening. I’m chasin’. Thinking, underground, of what to do next, what we need. She’s putting a helluva lotta herself into growing our children, feeding them with her body and soul. It’s on me.

After we’d stuff our faces full and washed up, I’d hold her hand super tight, one arm slung around her waist while another pressed the elevator buttons. I was thinkin’ wild thought. How would it be? Carting a double stroller in the elevator, kids’ bags, groceries, everything else? My life was flashing before my eyes, but a life I’d never lived before. I swallow, then lead us to our car. “We ready?” I ask, leaning up to kiss her again as I pat myself down with cold dead hands.

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[Kazashi McCoy]

She felt a pleasant shiver followed by a chuckle as he took her hand and kissed his way up it. He was the scariest villain in Tokyo to some, but they hella didn’t know him like she did. At the end of the day he was a big softie, capable of reciprocating her love so gently like he was just then. “Right?” She grinned wildly, “we’ll spoil ‘em an’ deal with it later. Teach them all the important things in life.” Like sewing, cooking, handling a gun and where to hit your opponent to take them out fast. All those things kids were normally taught! She laughed at what he said next, kissing him back with a big smile on her face. “Ya think they’ll be eyein’ me when Ah scored someone this handsome? If they look at ya wrong they’re gonna pay.” She wrapped her arms around him as she let herself get lost in his eyes. No one was going to mess with their family.

She settled comfortably into his embrace as his four arms snuck around her. You had never been hugged, never been held until you had tried being held by Chuck McCoy. “That sounds perfect ta me.” They we’re soulmates, fated to be together in this life or the next, or the next one after that. Her journey through the stars to find him had been long, sixteen years of her life drifting through the empty void of space, but eventually they found each other. With him she had found her feeling of home, a love so strong that it could never be broken. She closed her eyes as he kissed her collarbone, letting out a little blissful sigh as she focused on his presence. Feeling him here by her side, his warmth, scent, the way he breathed and the way his heart beat, it was the symphony of the man she loved. “That’s right.” She chuckled, nudging into him again after the first kiss, before letting out a little happy yelp as she gave in to the kiss barrage!

“Yer so cute. ~” she teased, loving how nervous he got over giving her a mark. All these years later and he was still just as protective, just as, if not even more amazing than ever. She eyed him up and down hungrily, holding him close as she whispered against his lips. “Yer gonna find out later.” For now he would have to settle for another deep kiss. By the time they were ready to finally get up and start their day, her head was still spinning from his charm. Putting another finger over her neck to feel the mark, she couldn’t help but get a little giddy as she got out of bed.

And eat she did. She ate food like never before these days, portions she never thought she would be able to scarf down in her lifetime. She wasn’t quite Chuck or Mochi level yet, but maybe there was room for her as an honorary member of the fatass brigade. “Ah’m only so cute ta impress ya!” She winked, putting her hand up to throw her longer hair with a little flourish. Giggling as she got another mouthful of food. Bacon, egg and pancake all in one bite? Absolutely!! “That’s right, the secret bag.” She wrapped her cold hands around her cup of tea, letting them absorb the heat before taking a sip. “Ah’ll point it out ta ya.” She smiled up at him as he kissed her forehead. Sleeping on the ride back didn’t sound so bad either, but she also loved being awake for their rides, especially the nighttime ones. Seeing bright lights drift by as stars illuminated the night sky, nothing but her soulmate by her side driving them through Japan while relaxing music hummed out of the radio. “Sure! For ya next project?”

Once they had both finished their hearty breakfast Kaz put on a loose fitting, casual outdoors spring fit. With a little scarf thrown in there too, just so that she didn’t catch a cold of course! No other reason!! Leaning on him in the elevator she squeezed his hand tightly. “We're ready.” She smiled back, kissing him as the elevator doors closed.

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

Mesmerizing. Sliding up to hold her tight to me after I kiss her hand, one pair of arms sling across her waist. The other rubs taut, hot little circles into her iliacus, brain firing on overdrive: fixating on those teeth, incantations passing through those pretty, puffy lips. Bite me, baby. She’s so damn soft. Shit, what was she saying? “Like how to tie your shoes!!” It’s huskier than I want, got me leaning into the kiss harder, cradling the back of her head with rough, scarred-up palms. There’s my heart in my hands, soft, pure, warm, incredible beyond belief. Her every smile, laugh, lights me up in a place I never knew before her. Then she says what she does and I burst out laughing. “You’re too good to me, baby,” I say, leaning up to kiss her deep again. Truth was, I was jealous as ■■■■. Borderline followed her on her Herowork whenever I could, just had to look up meeeh Sora Nakoma, bleughh the wind dragon Dericho. Fuck him, n’ I ain’t even know him. You ain’t understand unless you marry someone this beautiful, whole, jaw-dropping. I trust her with my life, y’know? But I knew well the starving dogs of the world, moths before a flame. I was one till I met her.

The way her arms wrap around me in return lights something soft in me. I’d be happy holding her here, for all our lives and everything after. “You’re perfect.” I stare up and into her gorgeous eyes, still scratching my head at how this horned up nymph decided to choose me. When she was perfect beyond belief, not just pretty and shy at first but eccentric, compassionate, one in infinity with a melting heart of kindness. Out of my league, in every way. The woman I’d tied my soul to, couldn’t fathom living without her. When she closes her eyes and her skin’s sucked between my lips, radiant and sweet and pure with all the power of the sun itself I’m dazed, hands cupping the soft insides of her thigh. Her lil yelp sends me - so does her nudge, a throaty chuckle coming up in response. The love of my life was this cute, this silly and superb!! I wouldn’t hold back on the kiss barrage!

I lick my lips, drunk in love with her smile. I’m ashamed, embarrassed, madly in love with her. Always would be. My eyes dart from her mark to her gaze, blood rushing through me when she looks at me like that. Heavier, flushed, like my body would explode from all the wild stuff she did just by looking at me. Then she whispers against my lips and it’s over. My eyes go wide. Find out later? “WELL we better get a move on, baby!! Gotta catch the daylight!!” In a helluva RUSH I scoop her up, kiss her neck and face and soft jawline all over again while she’s in my arms!! She was so damn irresistible, I already wanted to mark her again. Leave a trail of my desperation for her as a reminder, a way I could tangibly give the love I ain’t all too good at expressing out loud. She overflows my heart, lives there ad infinitum.

I grin when we’re at the table!! All the time really when I’m with her, like she’s got a permanent sun following her footsteps, effervescent radiance lifting any cloud around her. It’s the warmth of her smile, everything she does. “Well color me impressed!!” I say, stupidly, damn near choking on my words when she flips her hair like she does. Shinier, more voluminous. Was that a pregnancy thing or did she do something new? How does she get prettier everyday? I scarf down endless pancakes and eggs and meats, chug a coffee or two from the amazingly hot glasses she brought to the table. Secret bag, eh? I marvel her, bask in her smile as I kiss her forehead. “Kaz-chan… if you ever don’t feel good, you’ll tell me, right?” It’s out before I can think to not ask it, ain’t too good at thinking in the first place. Then I beam up at her. “Yeah. Top secret next project!!” Tho it wouldn’t be so secret soon. There was nothing more I wanted on all earth than for her to be happy, to give her the dreamhome. I had to make first steps, feel reality’s waves against the soles of my feet to dive in. We weren’t so far from shore.

After breakfast, I tug on a grey underarmour, bowtie, black joggers and some Converses. She’s so cute. Hella cute as can be, it hurts just looking at her Spring fit. I start imagining what’d she wear when the twins were closer, how she’d turn heads everywhere she went with her style, confidence and her one-of-a-kind charm. Helluva difference from the girl who hung out as a sweater to avoid being seen. “You’re beautiful,” I whisper after she squeezes my hand, leaning into her kiss. Ready? For the rest of our lives? For our kids? For everything I wanted to give her and the sorta dad I wanted to be? I gulp. I’d never even really wanted anything in life, wandered aimlessly just doing stupid shit to wreck myself or the Covenini and then here she was… Queen of all my world, lighting my path forever.

I lead her to the car, hands intertwined tight, always looking out for somethin’. Then I open the door up for her, hop over to my side and fire on the ignition. “Comfy, baby?” I ask, grinning hella big!! The radio fires on, engine purring to life under us as I’d start swerving out of the parking lot whenever she was settled. I thought of the GPS of the place, consider where the chocolate bar is first. Whenever we’d start rolling on a mainstreet, her arm hella tight in mine, one on the wheel, I’d chuckle. Sniff. “So uh… whaddya… wanna name em??”

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[Kazashi McCoy]

''Yeah!'' She burst out laughing at what he said, ''that's an important one! Otherwise how will they get anywhere?'' Her body mirrored his, arms and legs wrapping around him to hold him close, the little circle rubs rubbing any soreness of tensity she might have right out of her body. ''Ah'm just tellin' the truth, Chuchu.'' She whispered, her voice breathy after their kiss as she gently and slowly traced her nails up and down his back. She closed her eyes as they kissed again, wanting to feel his lips and his presence with all of her heart. If only he could see himself the way she saw him, it would become hella obvious why she was head over heels for him!!

''No yer the perfect one.'' She stuck her tongue out at him, giggling. Then, she closed her eyes again, letting out a relaxed sigh. ''Ah love when we have time in the mornin' ta just lay together like this.'' If it was up to her it would be every morning, but with work and life getting in the way it sadly wasn't a possibility. It made her cherish these moments all the more, so lovingly intoxicated by his love, wanting to give just as much back. Their mutual love for each other was hella strong and unbreakable, and it was her favorite song and dance, a rhythm her heart hummed quietly to itself whenever he was out and about, then lit back up whenever he came home. After the kiss barrage she giggled and pulled him in close for a hug. He really was the perfect husband. Impossibly handsome and irresistible, strong not just physically, but hella emotionally too! And his inventions? He was a multi-talented genius and secure in his masculinity too, often wearing nail polish because he liked to, and because it made him all the hotter!! He was going to be the best dad Japan ever saw.

''Right?'' She gave her lips one last sultry lick, before she was scooped up and kissed, then she was all giggles as they got out of bed.

The breakfast was divine. Eggs, bacon, pancakes, there was a ton of it, so much it was almost intimidating to the eye, but they made short work of it together, another family breakfast shared around their quaint little table. ''Ah'll tell ya.'' She took his hand, rubbing a gentle line into it, her eyes soft as she looked back at him with a reassuring smile. ''Ah'd never keep any secrets from ya.'' Not only was she terrible at keeping secrets, Chuck was the one person, throughout all of school, all of life, the one person she had never lied to. She wasn't about to start now, or any time soon. He deserved to know everything about her.

''Me?'' She fluttered her eye lashes and tilted her head in a mock-shy way, grinning. ''Just wait for later tonight, ya. ~'' She whispered back. Who would have thought an elevator could be a romantic date spot too? Hopping into her car seat, Kazashi reached for one of the many blankets they always kept on hand. It wasn't a cold night drive or anything, but she still liked to wrap up her legs while he drove. ''Cozy!'' She beamed, leaning on him once she had gotten settled. ''Name?'' She opened her eyes and looked up at him. Name what? Name the stores on the way there? She remembered some of them, but not all by name, she would need to consult their route again.

Then it clicked.

Her face turned bright red as she looked away shyly. ''N-N-Name 'em?? W-Well, we're both from very different cultures, right Chuck-kun? Ah imagine American names are different from Japanese names, what do ya think?'' She brushed a strand of hair back behind her ear with her hand. ''Ah've thought about it a little bit, but Ah didn't want ta make any decisions without ya.''

CHUCK MCCOY