10 x Infinity | Ben Tennyson x Reader | Book 2

Episode 27: Vengeance of Vilgax

A/N: I forgot Gwen and Kevin's designed changed...guess Y/N's design gonna change too.

A quick breakdown of Y/N's "design change"

Season 1-2: Wearing Ben's old green hoodie

Season 3 and probably UA: Wearing one of Ben's black shirts and her hair is now dyed F/C

P.S: This is the longest chapter I've ever written and published (9.7k words), get some snacks or something.

I sift through some clothes, "I don't think Benji would notice if I took one shirt...he has like a million of these things." I mumble quietly, holding up one of Ben's famous black T-shirts. I tense up at the sound of footsteps approaching Ben's bedroom door, I quickly hide inside his closet and quietly shut the door behind me. A realization pops in my head:

A smart person would've teleported away.

"D*mmit..." I sigh in a hush tone as the door swings open, "Yeah, Mom! I'll drop it off after I go save Y/N from her dad!...Yes, I do think he's that bad!" Ben shouts out, I hear his door shut. Ben lets out a little gasp and there's a long moment where I can't hear him anymore. I press my ear against the door—that immediately opens, causing me to stumble and faceplant into Ben's chest. He falls back, tightly wrapping his arms around me, "I knew it!" He laughs, I look at him in surprise. "...what? But I was so quiet." I whine, Ben only laughs proudly, "My Y/N senses were tingling." He says.

"You have Y/N senses?" I ask, Ben nuzzles his cheek against mine, "Yep," He says "It helps out a lot—especially when you're trying to rob me." "It's one shirt." I scoff, pressing the shirt firmly against my chest "It's my shirt." Ben chuckles, I feel his chest moving as he does so. "And I have no problem with you taking it, I'm just disappointed that you weren't even going to offer me a kiss or any reward for my donation." Ben says "Well, luckily for you, I have no problem with kissing you." I say, pressing my lips against his.

After a minute, we pull away, "So? You're done with my hoodie?" Ben asks, tugging on it a little as he looks at it. "I'm not giving it back, if that's what you're asking," I explain "I just feel like it's time for a change, but this hoodie will be safely tucked in my closet until I want to wear it again." "Don't worry, I don't want you to take it off to give it back to me...I want you to take it off for...other reasons." Ben snickers, he wiggles his eyebrows at me and tugs my hoodie to pull my face closer to his. My face turns red, "I...I miss when you used to get embarrassed when we'd makeout..." I groan, Ben only snickers more. "No you don't," He says "What do you say? Can we...?" "You don't even have to ask..." I snort, Ben opens his mouth to disagree with my statement "Luckily, I find consent attractive." I finish, kissing him "Even better 'cuz I find you very very attractive." He giggles excitedly, brushing his lips against my neck. I bite back a yelp, blushing

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"I'm not sure how I feel about wearing this now." I mumble, standing in front of Ben's mirror and examining how I look. Ben sips his smoothie and a lazy smile as he watches me from the bed. His jacket was sloppily thrown on the floor, "You look amazing, N/N. I'm seeing everything but a problem." He says with a proud smirk, eyeing me up and down "It's harder to cover up my neck without my hoodie. And that whole Big Chill pregnancy thing gave you a lot more confidence...and teen boy horniness," I groan "Too much. I guess I could heal them...maybe? I'm not sure if they count as an injury..." "Aw, don't heal them. I like it." Ben whines. "We both know that you'll just make more another time." I sigh, making my finger glow F/C. I quickly make the marks disappear—