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MC Twin AU - CALEB'S Spitfire [Caleb]

Unknown to [Name], their first meeting was not at Josephine's place. It was actually at a party.

He was invited to a huge party by his friend, who had been invited by his cousin. So it was like a friend knew a friend who knew a friend kind of invite.

He was calmly sipping some beer from his cup when he saw her. Giggling next to a few others with a wide smile on her face. His first thought was 'What's she doing here!? She should be at home studying for her exam!'

But then he focused on her and noticed no - that wasn't MC. They looked too different.

There was a small mole on this girl's neck, she was wearing a different color palette that MC never really wore, huge hoop earrings, the type MC had said she didn't like were hanging and shaking from her ear lobes.

So, who was this girl?

"Who are you checking out bro?" His friend slapped his arm making Caleb roll his eyes. He followed Caleb's gaze and let out a low whistle. "Oh damn! You sure have taste bro!"

"Shut up." He grumbled, taking another sip of his beer. He watched as she laughed, leaning against her friends and inhaling the drink in her cup. "Do you know who she is?"

"Hmmm." His friend narrowed his eyes. "I think. . . . I think that's [Name]. She's one of Ama's friends."

So her name was [Name]. . . . Why did she look so much like MC?

It wasn't until a few years later that he realized why. They were twins, lost ones. So while MC had been part of the experiments, [Name] had been lucky enough to not get captured and live her life out normally.

When he had introduced himself and shook her hand, more differences popped up in his mind. While MC had a few scars and calluses from being a Hunter, [Name]'s hand was smooth and a hint smaller than hers. He watched as she smacked MC and laughed at her silly quips.

He watched as she devoured the food he had prepared, and was inwardly surprised at the nickname that slipped out of his mouth. Spitfire, matching her fierce personality. She seemed to like it as well with the way her lips quirked up.

It wasn't hard to ask MC for her contact, but Caleb had to play fight with MC when she stared to tease him. "You likkkeeee heerrrr~"

"I didn't say that."

"Caleb and [Name] sitting in a tree. K - I - S - S - I - N - G!"

"Why you little -!"

But the thing was, Caleb did like [Name]. He liked her funny jokes. He liked the way her eyebrow would twitch with badly hidden rage whenever she couldn't get the plush she wanted. He liked her triumphant cackle whenever she won a round of Kitty Cards. He liked the way she dropped everything whenever MC or anyone else she cared about needed help. He liked the way her eyes lit up whenever she was talking about her special interests. He liked the way she seemed to glow when she was simply happy.

But when she started to avoid him, his mind seemed to crack. What did he do wrong? Did he push too far? What could he do to fix things?

Caleb tried asking MC, but all she said was "Girl code, but it's not you. Just. . . . give her a bit."

So he waited, he waited patiently.

And the end results was worth it.

"I'm not her you know." [Name] tells him after months, sadness in her eyes. "We might look identical, but I'm not, and will never be her."

And suddenly, Caleb understood everything. So what if she wasn't MC? Why would that matter? [Name] was [Name], and that was all that mattered.

So with a blissful smile, Caleb dragged her into a hug. "Of course you're not MC. You're my little spitfire, and I couldn't have it any other way."

When they officially started dating, it took every restraint in Caleb's body to not simply take her away. Because she wasn't a Hunter, a mere civilian. She could get hurt.

And since he wasn't always at Linkon, he couldn't protect her.

Whenever he brought up the idea of moving with him, he would notice the way her eyes lit up at the idea, but each time she refused, saying she still has a job here.

What a stupid reason, but a reason Caleb would accept. He would enjoy the moments he could have with her in Linkon. The dates, the kisses, the moments underneath the covers where he could see the most exquisite expression on her face.

When the explosion occurs, and Josephine finally dies, the only thing keeping him from rushing over to take [Name] away was his promise to MC. He would protect her, the same way she had protected him, even if she didn't remember.

When he could finally snatch [Name] away, he sends her a text. Some part of him was worried that she wouldn't take it seriously, that she would think it was a fake and ignore it. But he watched from his monitors with a triumphant smile as she merely removed her earphones, and walked towards the car.

When she arrived at the airport, he easily accepted the slap she laid on his face, and allowed her to drag him down to her level. Caleb merely cupped her face and leaned his forehead on her own, a small smile on his face. She was here, she was here, with him.

That was really all that mattered.

He accepts her anger and tears when he takes her back to his home, and he groans when he finally kisses her again after months of patiently waiting.

Now. Now she was here with him.

When she sleeps, Caleb sits up from his bed and takes her phone, easily unlocking it and scrolling through her messages. It seemed to be the usual thing, texts from MC, texts from her coworkers and friends. Her games, her emails.

Everything was the way he had left it.

Good. It's a pity she wouldn't be needing it anymore. He turned off the phone and placed where she couldn't find it, wrapped his arms around her waist, and went to sleep.

The next day, he turns and presses a kiss on her lips and plates out some pancakes, her absolute favorite. When she asks about her phone, a frown (not that she could see it) forms on his face. "I'll get you a new one"

He hears her pause, chewing faster. "What do you mean by that?"

"I'm keeping your phone hostage."

"Why?"

He gives her a gentle smile. "You don't need that phone anymore, trust me, spitfire."

Caleb didn't want to have to explain anything, because she could get hurt. So he only gave her the tip of the iceberg, asking her if MC told her anything, and offhandedly mentions that someone was stalking her because of her relationship with MC.

He watches as she groans with annoyance, a hint of something he couldn't recognize flashing in her eyes before she laid her head on his chest. ". . . . I'll trust you." She mumbles, and Caleb preens with joy. "But! I want a phone damn it! How will I contact work?! And MC!?"

He bites back the urge to say she doesn't need them anymore. He could just stay with him here, he would be the breadwinner, he could provide for her, spoil her. But he doesn't, because even though he's 99% sure she wouldn't be against that, she would go stir crazy and probably do something dumb, putting her in even more danger.

So he simply kisses her again, wrapping his arms around her. He would protect her in his own way, whether she knew about it or not.

As long as she was safe then that's all that mattered.

I know I said this was the last part, but I lied. There's one more part, but it's an 18+ Part!!!! So ONLY READ IF YOU'RE 18!

I will not add anyone from the tag list to the 18+ Part unless they confirm they're 18+ or I check their page 🫵 MDNI I SWEAR.

Anyways. . . . Did you guys like this?

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MC Twin AU - CALEB'S Spitfire [5]

You stare at Caleb's back as he continues to calmly make more pancakes for the both of you and then you place your fork down, a small smile on your face. "Babe."

"Yeah, spitfire?"

"Give me back my phone."

"No can do."

"I will shove you into traffic."

Caleb turns his head to shoot an amused smile at you. "Spitfire is that the only threat you know? What about shooting me? Or what about stabbing me in my sleep? You know, black widow style."

Your fork is thrown at his head but is easily stopped with his Evol. "Well, that wasn't very nice was it?"

"I willingly allow you to kidnap me." you hiss, glaring at his back as Caleb turns his attention back to the pan. "I'm even fine with staying here for a while. But. You. Took. My. Phone." You raise your hand in frustration. "I'm not even hiding anything that can be 'dangerous', so what's the big deal!?

Look, you were fine with the whole 'yandere' thing going on with Caleb because, well, he wasn't even that bad!But him taking your phone?? With all your games??

Abso-lute-ly not!

"Is it truly a kidnapping if you give consent?" Caleb mused, picking up your plate to add more pancakes. "Look spitfire, do you know anything about. . . . what happened to MC? And her heart condition?"

You pause, and furrow your brows. Well, seeing that you were once MC, you knew practically everything about her. But you couldn't just say that could you? So you raise a brow at him and allow familiar words to flow out of your mouth. "No not really. She didn't tell me anything, even when I asked "

Caleb sighs and presses a kiss on your forehead. "Then I can't really say much, if she even truly understands what really happened herself." He places his hands on the counter behind you, caging you in. "A few people are keeping an eye on MC, dangerous people. And since you're her sister, they have started to keep an eye on you as well."

You furrow your brow. "What the fuck does that mean-" you pause, blinking as a memory flashed through your mind. Someone watching MC? Her hidden past? Her heart condition?

Was Caleb talking about Ever?!

Oh gosh darn it. It all made sense now. You let out a loud groan and lean your head forward on his chest. "Explain."

You feel Caleb hum and he places a kiss on your forehead again. "I can't say much, mainly because the more you know, the more the risk of these people finding you rises. Still -" he cups your face, raising your head so you could meet his gaze. "- everything I'm doing, it's all to protect you spitfire. [Name], I know with me faking my death, you might not trust me, but for this one thing, will you place your trust in me once again?"

Oh this silly boy. This silly silly boy. You let out a sigh and lean against his palm, closing your eyes. It wasn't like you didn't understand the situation. Ever was a group that was everywhere, every Love Interest was connected in some way, even if it was minimum. From Zayne and Xander Sciences, the N109 Zone turning into a wasteland because of them as Sylus had hinted, Rafayel and The Nest, and Xaiver's collar.

Ever was everywhere.

Which was why you knew to take Caleb's words seriously. You had no interest in trying to discover their secrets, you didn't even have the power to fight them.

So did that mean all you could do was sit idly by? Unfortunately, yes. You weren't the MC, you were simply. . . . You.

And for the first time in a very long time, the fact that because you were a simple NPC hurt your heart.

You sighed again and hugged Caleb tightly, pressing your face against his chest. ". . . I'll trust you." You mumble. "I think I'm incapable of never not trusting you."

"Haha. I'm glad-"

"But." You hiss, raising your head to glare up at him. "I want a phone. I get it, stalkers are stalking my phone, but I want a phone damn it! How will I contact work!? And MC!?"

A smile blooms on Caleb's face, and he leans down to nuzzle his nose against your own. "Hmm. Don't worry, I already have a phone waiting for you, with all your games and work stuff saved."

"Oh! In that case, I want more pancakes."

Caleb laughs and presses a kiss against your lips, and the tension that has been hanging in the room finally broke. You watched as he moved back to the stove, pouring the batter into the heated pan.

So, life was about to be hectic for you. Your boyfriend essentially kidnapped and took your phone, Ever may or not be watching you, and since Caleb was a Colonel now, that meant KC would be in Skyhaven soon.

All those manhwa's you read in the past were right. Involving yourself with the main lead and one of the love interests would drag you into a mess.

Well, with a boyfriend like Caleb? Could you really regret it?

. . . No. Not at all.

One more Part to this, Caleb! Where you'll see the whole relationship through the eyes of Caleb himself ~

Sorry it's late gang, college has been a pain in the ASSSSSS but I hope you enjoy this!!!!

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MC Twin AU - CALEB'S Spitfire [4]

When you arrive at the airport, just as the text stated, Caleb was there.

He had his hat on, his very familiar (to you at least, but you suppose you had to act like this was new to you) Colonel's attire, and sleek black gloves on his hands. Ignoring the driver as he opened the door for you, you accepted your handbag and marched over to your purple eyed boyfriend.

You wanted to kiss him. You wanted to push him into an empty room and tear off his clothes.

But the only thing you could do as you finally got close to him, was place your bag down and slap him across the face.

His cheek grew red from the impact, but he barely made a sound. "Months." You start, gripping the front of his suit to drag him down to your level. "Months have gone by when I thought you were fucking dead. And suddenly you send me a text and I see you're alive!? What the absolute fuck Caleb!?"

Your grip tightens on his suit, and you glare up at him even as he cups your cheeks with his gloved hand, resting his forehead against yours. "I'm sorry." He says, and you glare even harder.

"I'm going to punch you."

"Go ahead. Punch me as much as you want spitfire." He rubs your cheek gently, a soft smile on his face. "I'm just glad you're ok and here, with me."

"Stop agreeing with me and being so sappy you bastard!" You snap, struggling in his hold as he drags you into a hug. "Ugh! Lemme go!"

He chuckled softly, placing a kiss on the top of your head. "You can yell at me all you want spitfire, but not here. As much as I want you to, I am still the Colonel, and many eyes are still watching me."

You huff again but relax, realizing he was right. This wasn't the time nor place to beat him up. "Whatever. There better be food on the plane."

"Only the best for you."

When you arrive at his place, you drop your bag on his couch and move to where you assumed his kitchen was, using your limited understanding of playing his Myths and Cards in the game to help guide you. "I'm still mad at you." you begin, watching as the cabinet opens and a glass flies into your hand. You turn around to see a bottle of orange juice open by itself, then tilt as the liquid poured into your cup. Stupid Caleb and his stupid Evol and his stupid understanding of what you wanted. How can you be mad at him when he does cute shit like this!?

"So." You turn around to face him, gulping down your drink so you can distract your mind. "Wanna explain how you're alive!?" You slam the cup down on the counter table, anger making your blood boil. You don't know why you were so angry, you knew he was alive. you knew he was fine. Still. . . . still . . . . what if you dating him made things worse? What if he actually got hurt!?

Tears suddenly dripped out of your eyes as you helplessly stared at him. "You . . . you died Caleb! You died and you left me behind! What is wrong with you!?"

"I had to act like I was semi-ok in front of MC! She was devastated! She lost her best friend, and I lost my boyfriend, yet here you are fucking alive!?"

You close your eyes as you try and wipe your tears away, not noticing him walking towards you until you feel his arms wrap around you. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, rubbing your back gently as you continued to cry. "I can't tell you why I left, because it's related to. . . . well a lot of things, but I want you to know, that each time I closed my eyes, each time I woke up, each time I went down to the Deepspace Tunnel, you were on my mind spitfire." He kisses your head, breathing in deeply. "I've missed you so much spitfire, and this time I promise nothing, and I mean nothing will drive us apart again."

"I will never let you go."

You sniffled and shoved your face deeper into his chest, choosing to remain silent in the meantime as you continued to sob. After a few minutes though, a small sigh escapes your lips. "If you pull a stunt like this again, I will kill you myself."

A fond chuckle leaves his lips, and he pushes you away gently so he can cup your cheeks. "Noted," he murmured, then pressed his lips against yours, your first kiss after months of being apart.

When you woke up the next day, it was to the smell of pancakes. Grumbling under your breath, you pick up your shirt and place it on, waddling over to the kitchen to see Caleb by the stove pouring more batter into the frying pan, a plate of perfectly cooked pancakes on the side. You pick up the fork and begin to dig in, humming at the taste. "Good to know that your dying didn't take away your skill of cooking."

"I practiced extra harder for you spitfire." Caleb leaned towards you to press a small kiss on your cheek. "Eat up, you're going to need all the energy you can get."

"Yeah yeah..." you mumble, shoving more food in your mouth. "Oh hey, where's my phone? It should have woken me up with my alarm."

Caleb turns back to the stove. "I'll get you a new one."

You pause your chewing, quickly swallowing it so you can talk clearly. "What do you mean by that?"

"I'm keeping your phone hostage."

"Why?"

He turns his head to give you a gentle smile, though his eyes have darkened. "You don't need that phone anymore, trust me, spitfire."

Ok, what the fuck?!

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MC Twin AU - CALEB'S Spitfire [3]

Caleb kisses like a god.

His hands wrap around your waist firmly as his lips slide against your own, his tongue forces itself into your mouth making you blush heavily but moan softly.

Holy shit this man was wonderful at kissing! Though you couldn't help but feel a flare of jealousy rise up at the thought of him kissing other people. So you ask him, and he laughs with pure amusement. "Don't worry spitfire. You're my first and only."

If someone asks if your heart had started to beat faster at his words, you would push them into traffic.

When your sister had found out about your relationship, she had sighed and rubbed her forehead. "I owe Zayne so much money now."

"You betted against me!??"

"Well duh. Caleb literally liked, no, adored you! The only person who couldn't see it was you!"

You stared at her with confusion, nervously fiddling with your hands. "But. . . . . Aren't you mad? I thought you liked Caleb?"

A gentle smile bloomed on your sister's face and she leaned against you body, placing her head on your shoulder. "Caleb is my best friend. Nothing more alright? I'm really happy for you two! But...."

You freeze. "But what...?"

"If he hurts you and makes you cry. Best friend or not I will push him into incoming traffic."

A startled laugh escapes your lips. "Are you stealing my threats?"

MC shrugged. "They work perfectly fine."

"Make your own threats! Only I can push people into traffic!"

"Nuh uh."

"Yah uh!"

As days went by and Caleb continued to shower you with affection, and MC continued to giggle and tease the two of you, your guards began to slowly break and crumble down. Ok, you weren't the MC, but he still liked you! That was. . . . .that was amazing!

Every now and then you couldn't help but break out into giggles at the reminder that Caleb liked you. Not her, but you.

She could keep the other men, you wanted your red flag boyfriend!

Though, it might not just be him that's a red flag. You might be one as well? Did that bother you? A bit yes, but Caleb seemed to enjoy it a lot.

It happened on a typical winter day, the cold air making you shiver as you walked side by side with Caleb, who finally got some time off to visit you. He quickly wrapped his arms around your shoulder and dragged you closer to his warm body, making you smile. "You cold spitfire?"

"I hate winter." You mumble, pouting when you felt his chuckle. "Stop laughing at me or I won't kiss you ever again!"

"Oh nooo, can you ever forgive me?" He places a kiss on your forehead, and your face grows hot. "Look, we're at the cafe now. Let's head in and get you something warm." He guides you towards Destiny Cafe (when you realized the name, you had begun to cackle like a madwoman. So Destiny Cafe existed here and wasn't just a game mechanic!) and pushed the door open, the warm air making you let out a sigh of relief. "Good yeah?"

"Hmmmmm..." You hum, allowing him to guide your body to a seat. He ruffles your hair and sits across you, placing his chin on his palm as he gazes at you with so much affection that your face heats up even more. "What? What's on my face?"

"Beauty." He murmurs, and you squeak. "Pure beauty-"

"Hi! Welcome to Destiny Cafe! May I take your order?"

The moment is ruined by a high perky voice, and you turn your gaze to stare at a young girl with a huge smile on her face. She stares and Caleb and tucks some of her hair behind her ear, fluttering her eyebrows at him. "I'll be your server today, my name is May. So, may I take your order?"

Caleb turns to meet your gaze. "What would you like spitfire?"

You meet May's annoyed gaze head on and a small satisfied smirk forms on your lips. "Just some hot chocolate, that's all."

"I'll have the same." Caleb looks at May making her bloom. "Of course! I'll be right back!" She smiles at him and walks away, and your eyes catch the way her hips swayed with her movement, making your eye twitch.

When she finally is gone from your sight, you turn your gaze to Caleb and get up, pushing him to the edge of the booth so you could sit next to him. You drag him down by the back of his head into a kiss, and bite down on his lip, smiling when a bit of blood hits your taste buds. You know you shouldn't be jealous, Caleb had said time and time again that he liked you. But. . . . but you couldn't just help yourself.

"S-Spitfire-"

You snap back to reality and push him away, your face red. "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry! Did I bite you too hard!? Holy shit I don't know what got over me!"

You watch as he uses his thumb to wipe away some of the blood away from his lips, a smile on his face. "It's fine it's fine! In fact, I enjoyed it very much."

. . . . . Was he a masochist or something!?

You shouldn't be surprised though, this was Caleb you were talking about. Still, you dart you gaze away and mumble out a "Sorry..."

A hand cups your cheeks, and Caleb lifts your head to stare at him. "I said it's fine spitfire, really!" He leans down to kiss you himself, and your cheeks heat up as one of his hands moves down to slip underneath your skirt. The only reason why the two of you part away is because you hear footsteps come towards your booth. Still, you make sure you place a small kiss on your neck, your lipstick leaving a stain very visible on his skin.

You watch as May glances at your flushed faces, and at the lipstick mark on Caleb's neck, and your heart thrums with pride at the small scowl that she wasn't quick enough to wipe away. "Here are your drinks, enjoy yourself!" She says, then rushes away.

As the two of you eventually leave the cafe, you notice that Caleb wasn't wearing his scarf anymore. "Aren't you cold Mr Pilot?" You question, raising a brow at him as you walk together hand in hand.

He gives you a smirk and point at the lipstick stain. "I want everyone to see this. To show who my girlfriend is."

Your face heats up again, and you jerk your head away. Still, a small smile forms on your lips at his words. Oh goodness, you weren't going to let this boy leave.

Even when he fakes his death and becomes Colonel, you would find him and keep him by your side.

Many. . . . Ok only a few months to be honest, pass by, and the infamous explosion happens. You move in with MC finally, mainly to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid, and mainly because even when you knew he was alive, you missed Caleb, and she was the only one who understood your pain.

You stared at your phone every day, hoping that he would send an impromptu text, a 'Hey spitfire! I'm alive! Come find me :D'

But nothing. Nothing pops up.

One day after work though, you stroll around the city in the dark, one headphone in your ear and your phone in your hand. A sudden notification freezes you, and after a few seconds of silence, you rush to follow it's instructions.

"Spitfire, five blocks ahead of you, there's a black car with the license plate 367 LKN. Get in, and when you arrive at the airport, I'll be there waiting for you. Don't be late.

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MC Twin AU - CALEB'S Spitfire [2]

Caleb was weird.

Not weird as in 'I wanna lock you away from the world.' you actually found that very normal and very, very hot. What the said about you meant nothing, there was a reason you picked him out of all the other options.

No, Caleb was acting weird because he was focusing on you. He had apparently asked for your number from MC, which she had gladly given him, and you had woken up to the sight of an unknown number sending you a good morning text.

"Rise and shine spitfire! You gotta get to work soon 🫵"

You had blinked, then pinched your cheek just to make sure you weren't hallucinating. Seeing that it hurt a lot, you were clearly awake.

"Um, Caleb?"

"😉 One and only"

"Well technically there are many other Caleb's in the world ya know"

" :( well the only Caleb who's food you enjoy a lot"

". . . . damm"

"lol why did you do the ...?"

"dramatic effect. anywho how did you get my number?"

"MC gave me. Now! I'll talk to you later 🫵Get ready for work!"

Caleb was weird because on a sunny Friday afternoon, right after your dentist appointment, you found him leaning against your car scrolling on his phone. You had paused, stared at him, then let out a long sigh. It was best to not dwell on how he knew where you were. Normally you would have said MC told him, but you hadn't told her that your appointment was today.

So yeah. Caleb was weird.

As you approached him, he finally looked up and gave you a wide smile that made your heart flutter. "Hey there spitfire!" He greeted, placing his phone in his pocket and straightening up.

You raise a brow and cross your arms over your chest. "Are you here to steal my car?"

"Precisely." He bobbed your nose making you let out a squawk of bafflement. "MC needs to be picked up and I unfortunately have my car in the shop, soo I was wondering if I could use yours?"

You tap your foot on the pavement. "And how did you know where I was?"

Caleb blinks and brings out his phone, turning it around to show you the screen. "You posted it on your Moments."

. . . . Ah. You did. A long sigh leaves your lips and you turn to walk to the driver's seat. "Get in. And in return, you're getting me mochi."

"Roger that!"

Caleb was weird, because he invited you out once to play Kitty Cards together. No MC, no other friends, just you and him.

You narrow your eyes at him over the rim of your cards, and he smiles innocently at you. "You knowww, I can give you some of my cards-"

"I'll bite you!"

"Ohhh kink-"

"Caleb!"

He laughs, purple eyes sparkling with mirth, and your heart flutters, making you duck your head to hide your blush. No, no you couldn't feel anything for him. This was wrong!

You weren't MC. You weren't the girl that helped him in the labs, and you weren't the girl he dedicated his entire existence for.

You were simply. . . . You.

Caleb was weird, because even when you started to try and distance yourself from him, he kept bothering you. Even when you ignored his calls, ran away with an excuse whenever he was with MC, pretended he didn't exist and hid when you saw him in the wild, he still didn't let you go.

Everywhere you went, he knew.

At MC? He knew.

At work? He knew.

Watching movies at home? He sent you reminders to go to bed early.

At work? Somehow food delivery is being sent to your office.

Caleb was weird.

"I'm not her you know." You tell him after months of ignoring him, months of him chasing you, lurking behind you like a shadow. "We might look identical, but I'm not, and will never be her."

Why couldn't he get it through his thick skull! You weren't MC, you were You!

Caleb was weird, because he simply smiled and dragged you into a hug, placing his chin on the top of your head. "Of course you're not MC." He said with ease. "You're my little spitfire, and I couldn't have it any other way."

Your face grew beet red, and your heart pounded loudly in your ears. Caleb was so fucking weird, because he called you his.

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MC TWIN AU - CALEB's Spitfire.

It took a lot of begging, a lot of pouting, and a lot of bribery, but eventually you agreed to follow MC to her grandma's house.

"My friend Caleb will be there with us today!" She said excitedly as you drove, following the instructions of the GPS and MC's memory.

You hands clenched on the steering wheel, but you force a grin to form on your lips. "Oh? Caleb hm? That's the uhh the pilot guy right?'

MC nods, her eyes flashing with excitement. "Yep, that's him. I don't see him often since he lives in Skyhaven now, so I really want you two to meet! I'm sure you'll love him."

Oh, you had no doubt in your mind that you'll love him. After all, he was the love interest you went after back on Earth!

Hours of grinding, hours of listening to secret times, hours of kitty cards and claw machines. Even when the whole fandom hated him for being MC's 'brother', you were his biggest fan.

Maybe it was because out of all the other love interests who saw their first love in MC, this MC was Caleb's first and only MC. That was what made him win among all the others.

So you gave your sister a gentle smile and reached over to ruffle her hair. "Hmm, I'm sure he's a great guy with all the stories you tell me." You hummed, laughing as she tried to hit you for messing with her hair. "Hey hey hey! Don't disturb the driver ok! Watch it!"

When the two of you arrived, MC bounced over to the door as you slowly trailed behind her, nervously fiddling with your hands. It's ok, it will be ok. You've been through worse! You've been through an entire pandemic! You shouldn't be this scared.

You watched as the door opened and a familiar boy, well, man would be the best word no? stepped out and pulled MC into a hug, and you quickly stomped on the green monster called jealousy that threatened to claw itself out, and continued to merely watch as the two childhood friends reunited. MC finally pushed him away and turned to look back at you. "Come on!" She gestured, making you let out a small sigh, steel your nerves, and walk up towards the house, ignoring the stare he placed on you. She grabbed your hands and smiled up at him. "Caleb, this is the girl I told you about. My twin! We did blood tests and everything! [Name], this annoying piece of sh-"

"Whoah now pipsqueak. Is that how you introduce me to your friends?" He interrupted, raising a brow and crossing his arms over his chest. He let out a sigh and tutted. "I'm hurt!"

MC poked her tongue out at him. "Bleh!'

'Bleh!"

You could only watch with a sweatdrop. "Um, hi?'

Purple eyes snapped towards you, and a gentle smile formed on his lips. "Hey there. The name's Caleb." He outstretched his hand for a handshake, and as you accepted it, it took every restraint you could muster up to not squeal with joy as you felt his tight grip. MC was one lucky girl! "It's nice to meet the infamous twin."

You raise a brow, and turn your gaze to stare at MC. "Infamous? You talking shit about me?"

MC huffed. "Of course I don- Ow ow OWW!" She yelped as you reach over to smack her head. "Nothing bad nothing bad honestly!"

You smack her again for good measure. With a huff, you focus on Caleb. "Everything negative she might have told you about me, it's all wrong."

A small chuckle leaves his lips. "So you don't threaten to stab someone whenever you're losing at Kitty Cards?"

You innocently bat your eyes up at him. "Little ole me? Threaten someone? I would never!"

"Liar! You threatened to push me into incoming traffic just last week!"

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did!"

"Nuh uh."

"Yah uh!"

Laughter interrupts you two, and you both turn your heads to see Caleb doubling over with laughter. "Oh! You two are a couple of riots!" He wheezes, wiping tears out of the corner of his eyes. "Oh my God! But you two should come inside now. Grandma has been dying to meet you."

MC's eyes lit up and she drags you in by your arm. "Come come! Let's go meet Grandma!"

The dinner was nice, and you realized that just like in game, Caleb could cook really well in reality as well. You tried your best to answer any questions sent your way or just simply talk, but your mind was mainly on the dishes before you as you gobbled them up. "Woah slow down, slow down spitfire!" The nickname makes you blink, and laughter makes you raise your head to stare at purple eyes. "The food isn't going anywhere. And if you like, I could pack some extras for you?"

You stare at Caleb, then turn your gaze to MC and point at him with your chopsticks. "See, it's not that hard to be nice."

"Why you little -"

Spitfire huh? Well, you could work with that.

Prologue | Caleb | Zayne | Xaiver | Rafayel | Sylus |

I might do more on Caleb before doing anymore on the others tbh. I love Caleb sm

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | Caleb | 18+

Let's go back to this for a second because I was thinking to myself, would they match my freak? Because those boys are already freaky as it is but NSFW or SFW wise, would they be able to handle little ole me?

Like, Caleb. Ngl, I'm fine with him locking me up ✋ I think I already said that but, as long as I have good food, AO3, and like, basic living expenses I'm cool. So that's something we both match our freaks for yeah? I'm a firm believer that if there are two consenting adults, do whatever the hell you want 🤷‍♀️

But if that little dog doesn't allow me to like go shopping or to like go to conventions, I'll take that dog tag and shove it into his mouth. My introvert ass is fine staying home, but I better leave the house sometimes or I'll go stir crazy.

Whenever I read smut for Caleb, he's always on top and all that shit and I 100% fuck with that 🙏 I fuck with that so hard but I want you to all to consider the fact that I (and all the Caleb girlies) would also like to be the one to fuck him 😏 like the new trailer already showed us shoving the dog tag in his mouth, now imagine collaring him oh LAAAWD

He calls me pipsqueak? I'm calling him mutt 😐 I know I said I liked the pipsqueak nickname but I'm already short as it is irl and I KNOW PIPSQUEAK HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH CALEB BEING A PILOT I UNDERSTAND ✋ BUT 🫵 I'M A 5'1 ALMOST 5'2 ADULT WOMAN. IM SICK OF BEING SHORT 🫵 so I'll call that boy mutt

And....and that's it 🧍‍♀️ maybe I do match his freak 🧍‍♀️I'll yap about Zayne next because he's my main and my love 😚

gulps

Guys I got a confession....I like Caleb calling us pipsqueak.....and I'm slowly getting used to Sylus calling us kitten....

Past me would be so shocked about the kitten one

the spider’s sense! a spidercaleb series.

♥︎ spider-man!caleb 𝑥 fem!reader

synopsis. ┆ caleb’s life was perfect—until it wasn’t. a radioactive spider bite turned him into linkon’s friendly neighborhood spider-man, the daily bugle started hunting for the man behind the mask, and to top it all off, he was forced to partner up with you—his smart, competitive, and infuriatingly perfect classmate who threatened his spot as number one in the class rankings.

tags/warnings. ┆ college/modern au, academic rivals to lovers, fluff, angst, eventual smut, gran isn’t evil in this LOL, the canon event, college parties, alcohol consumption, cliches, depictions of serious crime, references to the spider-man comics and movies, mdni

a/n. ┆ fanart art is by 长白山小葱头 on weibo. this is my first series on this app to celebrate hitting 1K! if you want to join the taglist, comment on this post or send me an ask.

main masterlist. ┆ talk to me!

chapter one ┆ pest control. (coming very soon)

caleb's worst fear comes true when the two of you are assigned as lab partners, especially after your first experiment together goes horribly wrong in more ways than one. (4.2k)

Caleb // focus

Pairing: Caleb x fem!reader ☆ Fluff, suggestive themes at the end! ☆ ~700 words

Based off this interaction:

“Stop moving.”

“You’re pulling too tight.”

Caleb sighs, running his fingers over the spot where he had tugged. His touch is lighter than it was before, but he still clicks his tongue as you shift in your seat. You can’t help it—the afternoon heat makes you feel gross!

“You’re ruining these braids.” He mumbles. “Told you to stay still, pipsqueak. Don't follow orders well, do you?”

You reach a hand around your back to hit him on the thigh, scowling, “Watch it, colonel. I should be the one complaining, you’re disturbing me.”

From behind you, Caleb chuckles. He’s close enough that his breath fans the back of your neck, deft fingers resuming their motions of plaiting your hair. The room fills with a comfortable silence, accompanied by the quiet taps of your keyboard, and Caleb’s soft musing.

“...What if I go bald because you’re pulling on my hair too tight?”

Though you can’t see him, you can imagine Caleb rolling his eyes, annoyed frown on his face and all. The image makes you bite back a grin.

“Wouldn’t have to wrestle with it if you’d stop moving, pipsqueak.”

“Remind me why you’re suddenly giving me a new hairstyle again?”

His easy laughter rumbles through his chest, warmth radiating against your back. “I told you… I’d braid your hair if you didn’t focus.”

“I’d focus better if you weren’t so distracting.”

“Oh really?” He hums, voice teasing. In one move, Caleb spins your chair around to face him. He tilts his head to the side, peering at you through his lashes. “What part of me is such a distraction, huh?”

Mischief sparks in your heart as you grab his chin, pretending to examine his face. He lets you, pulling your chair closer to his, settling you between his legs.

“This lethal face card, duh. What would you do without it?”

“You like my face?” His smile grows wider, cheeks flushing. “Tell me more.”

“Fishing for compliments?”

“Only from you.”

His response is so quick it makes you giggle.

Caleb reaches out a hand to pat your head, careful not to disturb the braids-in-progress. Softly, he urges, “Go back to work, honey. Let me continue mine.”

You don’t get to argue before he’s spinning your chair back around, making you face the papers strewn about your table, and the endless documents on your laptop. You pout.

As if sensing your displeasure, he leans over slightly to press a kiss to your temple. “Sit tight, pipsqueak. I’m almost done.”

It’s early evening when you’re finally done with everything. Euphoria fills your veins as you shut your laptop and shove the papers to the side, arching your back for a good stretch.

Caleb’s still seated behind you, arms coming to wrap around your waist. He rests his head on your shoulder.

“Finished? Perfect timing,” He says, “I’ve been wanting to show you these for ages.”

“Aww, you waited for me?”

He looks at you, deadpan, and you grin at him sheepishly. Of course he would.

“C’mon, lemme see.”

At your request, Caleb drapes the braids over your shoulders, passing you a hand mirror at the same time. You gasp at the sight—while you were focused on work, he had put a lot of effort into decorating your hair. Familiar clips and ties adorn your new hairstyle; you recognise them as ones he had chosen for you on your last shopping trip together.

You see Caleb watching you in the reflection, eyes bright and curious. The smile on your face matches the one on his.

“I did a good job, didn’t I?” He asks. Pride’s laced in his words.

Laughter bubbles out of you—he’s right. Despite your moving around, Caleb really did a good job. Seeing how much care and attention he put into this makes your tummy flip.

“Is this really how you spent your day off, colonel?” You tease, “Braiding my hair?”

“Well… the day isn't over yet.” Caleb hums, pursing his lips. He reaches to take the mirror from you, placing it face down on the table. “I can think of other ways we could spend our time together.”

The sudden change in tension has you speechless—you barely suppress a shiver as his fingertips trail across your skin, featherlight and teasing. One hand slides lower, slipping under your shirt, caressing the flesh there. For a second, your mind blanks, breaths turning shallow, before Caleb nips at the back of your neck. The warmth of his lips snaps you out of the fog clouding your mind.

“Okay,” You whisper, twisting around to crawl into his lap. He startles a little at the shift in positions, but his surprised expression quickly morphs into something heated. Narrowed eyes, flushed cheeks… you lean down to bite at his bottom lip, and he lets out a low whine.

“But you have to stay still and focus on me, yeah?”