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partycatty · 2 months

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giggling at this idea i just thought of but would u consider... hear me out... mk1 johnny finding out that reader has a body pillow of him? like those anime ones but bcs he's a celebrity, someone made one of him too 💀 & reader secretly bought it and tried to hide it/deny it but johnny sees all fr fr

i wrote this and then it got DELETED i almost cried

johnny cage > superfan

johnny never visited your place, but now he sees why.

notes: the way i used to unironically have a bodypillow of a character i'd rather die than admit... this hits so close to home

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you and johnny were an unlikely pair in the grand scheme of things. you were a toned down worker in your own field while his face was plastered on every billboard, magazine, and teenage girl's home screens. at the end of the day, though, you were both humans in love and that's all that genuinely mattered.

johnny's arm that was slung around you as you two cuddled on his couch shakes you back to reality.

"you know what's funny?" he suddenly brings up, closing the tiktoks you were watching together. "we always come to my place. never yours. i've only ever seen the inside when i pick you up."

there wasn't a hint of annoyance or accusatory language in his voice; he was curious. as he typically is.

"i don't know," you shrug nonchalantly, hoping to get the topic over with. "your place is nicer." this was entirely true. despite downsizing after his divorce and other events he has yet to disclose to you, he still had a truly nice home. it radiated the energy of a celebrity without needing the size, but was just homey enough for you to spend your nights there when you felt like it.

"so?" his eyebrow quirks up.

"so, it's better to hang out here. my apartment isn't all that exciting, not a lot of room to do much."

"but it's the person that excites me," he replies quickly, kissing your forehead. "plus, all we usually do is sit on my couch here. what's the difference of doing it there?"

as your mouth opens and closes to try and dismiss the subject, johnny turns to face you completely with a beaming grin.

"can i come over tomorrow?" he asks, like it's your first date with him. his eyes are bright, like a kid asking for permission from his mother. you couldn't even bring yourself to look him in the eyes as you swallow hard. there wasn't necessarily a true reason to not have him over, but preparing for his arrival would take a considerable amount of effort to... redecorate. finally, you nod with a sheepish smile, and johnny plants a slap-like kiss to your lips as a thank you.

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the following morning, you were throwing your piles and piles of collectibles into boxes and shoving them into your closet. the replica of his brass knuckles or figurines of ninja mime had to go before he arrived. johnny couldn't know that on top of being his girlfriend, you were a fan. and not just any fan, a superfan. every piece of evidence had to be thrown into a corner lest you face his endless prodding and teasing. besides, even if he was a celebrity, he probably didn't expect his partner to have such belongings. it felt... wrong. but even still, you couldn't help but support him in his works!

a knock at the door makes you visibly jump as you're kicking the last of the merch under your couch. wiping your hands, you race to the front door and take a deep breath, making sure you plugged in your wall scents and lit your candles. you swing it open and johnny peeks his head in, glancing around with his typical grin. he puts his sunglasses atop his head to adjust to the indoor lighting, a curious glint in his eye.

"i don't know what you were talking about," johnny finally says, hands on his hips. "it's nice here. quaint."

"i think that's just calling me poor politely," you reply as you fight a smirk. johnny tenses up, already apologetic before you reach up to kiss his check. "i'm teasing, dear. now what?"

"a movie?"

"not one of yours."

"we didn't even finish citizen cage last time!"

you roll your eyes at his puppy-like stare. you immediately cave in with a huff. as his own version of a thank you, johnny swoops over and picks you up, sure to support your ass more than your thighs as they wrap around his waist. he shoots you a devious grin, as if to say "i can't help it!"

you're playfully tossed onto the couch, and you have just enough time to chuck a throw pillow in his direction as he heads toward your bedroom.

"i'm stealing your comforter," he announces. "since i don't see a regular blanket around here." you gulp, remembering your johnny cage themed throw blanket that once laid on that very couch. thankfully, it's buried under your other laundry.

"not everyone has blankets for every occasion!" you shout back, settling into your new spot and allocating space for his large body. that is, until you hear eruptive laughter come from your room. of course it was johnny, but the laugh was so hysterical, so out of character, you partially wondered if he had gotten possessed. "babe?" as you're about to rise from your spot, johnny responds in an unusually high pitched voice, strained from the cackling.

"why do you have this?!" his grin is audible, dripping from his upward inflection. your stomach drops, but you try to play dumb in case it's not what you expect.

"have what?" your voice is low, unwilling to give anything away. your question is answered when johnny emerges from the hallway, holding up your dakimakura with one hand, slung around its painted shoulder.

your face heats up in record time. it's a drawing - a realistic one - of johnny, laying down. the other side features the same, except blushing and only in boxers. you must have forgot to fully hide it, and left it on your bed like a fool. and what a fool you were for thinking a simple blanket would conceal it. times like these you wish you could afford a throw blanket to bury yourself in it and hope he'd go away.

"if you wanted me in your bed, you could've just asked," he giggles to himself, admiring the possession. "hey, at least they got my features right."

"please put that away before i die of embarrassment," you quietly beg, voice muffled by your head in your hands.

"really though, doll," johnny's smile doesn't disappear, just lessens. "why, of all things, do you own a bodypillow of me?"

"it was limited edition," you mutter. "the artist put it on sale."

"limited edition? you're a collector?"

shit. you sold yourself.

"maybe."

"collector of what?"

"...paraphernalia."

"i could deduce that. i won't judge you, honey." he kneels down to meet your level, putting his hands on your knees as he sets the pillow down beside you.

"i, uh... i collect things. related to you." johnny's face freezes, lip twitching in amusement as you continue to defend yourself. "i'm not weird about it, though."

"except for the pillow."

"50% went to charity!"

"touché. don't worry about it, sugar," johnny kisses your forehead. "there are worse things to collect. if anything, you're pretty lucky to have a famous boyfriend. lots of stuff to collect. you want one of my shirts? i'll sign it for you—"

"enough, enough," you giggle, swatting your hands at nothing. "this is already mortifying for me. you should see the rest—" you stop in your tracks, smile dropping in an instant.

"there's more?" as he asks, you two stare at each other in disbelief. and before you could react, he darts off to your bedroom, pushing himself off of the wall as he nearly runs into it. you shout-laugh as you follow after him.

"JOHNNY!" as you turn the corner to stand in your bedroom doorway, johnny charges at you and slings you over his shoulder. all you can do is half-resist his grip as he swings your closet door open. your legs kick against his body, and you're slapping his back. "DON'T LOOK!!"

"i can't not look!" he protests, patting your ass playfully. his hand falls to his hip as he inspects your crammed closet just as his grin widens once more. "is that a life-size ninja mime cutout?"

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marcellaasblog · 9 months

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Eyes for the Geezer

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Summary: Your boyfriend Wyatt takes you to go meet his parents for the first time.When you find out Wyatt has been cheating on you threw out y'all whole relationship,you take Eddie up on his offer but will that do you any good in the end?

Warnings for the whole series: cheating, divorce, angst,smut, smoking,p in v,daddy kink, pervert Eddie, Wyatt's mom is an ass to you, mention of Steve, insecure reader,dom Eddie, switch reader, Wyatt mom is a cheater,huge age gap,insecure Eddie, and of course fluff with a Happy ending??

Author's notes: Eddie is 50 reader is 27 . I'm gonna keep the same names from the old story. Beth (Eddie's wife) Wyatt (beth & Eddie son) mack/Mackenzie (Wyatts ex girlfriend)

Part 1 // part 3

Part 2

Everything was going great,Wyatt was laughing at his dad's joke. You were chatting up with Beth sipping some cheap wine,All four of y'all were being peaceful with each other and you liked it. You liked being a part of things like this.You like feeling included instead of being left out.

You can get used to this.

That's until Wyatt's phone went off and it was like the whole energy in the room shifted.

Wyatt started up an old argument from years ago which caused a yelling battle in front of his parents.

Was it embarrassing?

Yes.

Was Wyatt being an asshole?

Definitely.

Wyatt did the most childish he can ever possibly do

Left

Without

You!

You gotta be fucking kidding me! What were you supposed to do now ,you can't just stay in someone's house that you barely knew.

Eddie felt terribly bad that Wyatt was being a dick to you.

But he did get to have you at this house, so that was a bonus.

Eddie didn't want to take you back to the hotel so he made up an excuse saying he was very tired and and maybe you and Wyatt needed some space from each other so he let you sleep in their guest bedroom for tonight . Eddie went to go get the room cleaned up for you like a good man he was.

On the other hand Beth was already pissed that her son left a woman in her house she barely knew. Which was understandable But you were too tired to even care about what she said.

You just needed Eddie to hurry up with the room .

Maybe some good sleep would help you but tomorrow you needed to go talk to Wyatt and sort things out with him.

You love him and you weren't going to let a little fight get between the both of you.

Eddie lays out a new sheet on the bed for you as he Puffs up your pillows for your pretty little head. He wanted to make sure you were as comfortable as possible.

He thought to himself for a second.

Would it be wired for him to turn on the cameras that were in the guest room?

Yes,yes it would. but hey no one had to know.

He just wanted the camera on so he could keep an eye on you and to make sure you were okay and safe.

He just wanted to make sure his guest was comfortable.

Yeah keep on telling that lie to yourself munson.

Eddie heads downstairs after he got his camera to turn on making sure that he could see the video footage on his phone.

He swears he's just doing it to check up on you.

That's all.

"Hey y/n the room is all yours now." Eddie said as he led you upstairs.

"Thank you Eddie this means Alot,sorry about the whole argument that me and Wyatt got into . I swear we were okay till now. I don't know what got into him." You apologize putting your purse down on the Queen size bed slipping your coat off from your tired body.

Oh,if only you knew what he knew.

"Don't apologize sweetie,it wasn't your fault. Wyatt can be an ass sometimes,but he gets that from his mom." Eddie said, leaning against the door of the guest room. You giggle at Eddie's little comment about Wyatt.

"No but seriously don't feel bad."

"I know but I can't help it , I didn't want to be a disturbance to your family the first time I meet y'all." You sit at the edge of the bed taking off your beat up boots.

Eddie eyed you as you leaned down to take your boots off, he caught a glimpse of your perky breasts from the opening of your shirt. He shifted his legs leaning on the other foot quickly pulling the crock of his pants away to his already hard bulge.

Fuck him for getting old and getting hard so quickly.

"You're not a disturbance y/n."

"That's not what your wife thinks." You tell Eddie as you look up at him.

You were right,but Beth hates everyone. It was normal.

"Yeah well ,this isn't her house it's mine so you're allowed to stay here as long as you please." Eddie told you to put a smile on your face.

God you had such pretty lips with a pretty smile.

He was just about to say fuck the plan so he could feel your lips on his.

Take a deep breath Eddie not yet.

"That's very kind of you Eddie thank you" You tell him

"No problem sweetheart, we're friends now and friends help out friends." He applied as he backed out the door.

"WAIT EDDIE."' you said as he turned his head back into your view.

"Yes?'

"Do you have anything to wear I don't feel like sleeping in my jeans tonight." You asked, biting your bottom lip.

"Uh yeah let me check I'll be right back."

"THANK YOU!" You yell down the hall as he quickly jogs to his only to see Beth already in bed flipping through the channel on the tv.

"What did she want to know?" Beth asked as her eyes were still on the tv.

"She needs some clothes to sleep in so I'm checking your draw real quick." Eddie said as he opened the drawer tossing clothes out of her drawer not caring if he was making a mess.

"You gotta be fucken kidding me ,first she fights with our son then she stays the night and now you're letting her wear my clothes. Are you serious right now Edward?" She asked as Eddie van heard the venom in her words.

"For fucks sakes Elizabeth she didn't start shit with Wyatt he's just an ass and she can stay here as long as she wants, fuck she can maybe move in if she wanted for all I care, and lastly This is my house not yours." Eddie slamming the dresser drawer.

"And you know what she doesn't need your clothes I'll just let her use mine." Eddie stomped into his shared closet looking through his clothes looking for a big shirt since he didn't have pants to give you. He pulls out one of his old work flannels as he storms out of his bedroom knocking at the guest room you were in .

"Hey so funny story, Beth did want me to give you any of her clothes so I found an old flannel of mine because I did NOT have pants for you, so you can just button it up and pray to God that it will cover your body." He let out an awkward chuckle.

"Oh, no that's okay I'm perfectly fine with that.Thank you." You take the flannel out from Eddie's hands.

He felt the coldness of the tip of your finger on his palm as you grabbed the flannel from him.

Yeah okay that he needed to get out of there IMMEDIATELY.

"Well okay I'm gonna go lay down if you need anything I mean anything just knock on our door and let me know."

"Alrighty Eddie thank you goodnight." You tell him as you let a tired yawn out stretching out your arms.

"Good night sweetie." Eddie left and quickly ran into his room entering his bathroom not caring what Beth was complaining about now. He locked the door behind him quickly pulling out his phone as he pressed on his home security cameras.

Eddie didn't feel one bit of guilt as he slid down his pants to his ankles as he set his phone on the toilet top hovering his cock over the toilet bow as he watched you take off your top.

Eddie took his length into his own hands as he teased himself slowly starting at the tip of his leaking cock.he looks back at his phone as he sees you throwing your shirt on he bed,from the view he had he saw how your tits jiggle at every movement you made.he could see you reaching down to undo your pants he teases the tip as he smears his fluids all around his leaking tip as he grabs his ball with his other hand massaging them with his finger.He bites down on his lip trying to keep quiet as his wife is in the other room.you dropped your pants to floor bending down as he sees a perfect views of your round ass. Eddie strokes himself as he could ear the wet sounds of his hand meeting his cock .He closed his eyes for a second imagining your kneeling down in front of his while he strokes himself, he really wanted to cum in your mouth but also on your tits or wait! maybe on your ass or even better inside if you he wondered how tight you would be and if you would giggle while he slips his cock into your tight Young pussy. His thoughts got so wrapped up in his head he forgot that he was watching you. Eddie opens his eyes only to see that you are done and ready for bed as he sees you snuggling up with one of the pillows.

Fuck!

He had to go back to using his imagination as he jerks himself one last time letting out a low grunt as his hot white cum shoots into the toilet and all over his hand and balls. He rides out his orgasms slowly setting down his sensitive balls.he grabs some toilet paper to clean himself up , he hisses as he whips off his cum from his sensitive soft cock.

Did he just jerk off to his son's girlfriend and feel no guilt whatsoever?

Hell yes he did.

He was growing impatient all he needed was for Wyatt to fuck up so he he can move along to the next step. He is Lucky that Wyatt and you are here for a couple more days that will definitely be more time for things to unravel.

Eddie laid in his bed that night with his wife in his arms he thought about you and How pretty you were when he first saw pictures of you and How nice and sweet you were when he met you and how sexy you were when you were changing. He smiled at the thought of getting to taste you very soon.

you lay in the bed but you couldn't get the thought out of your head of Eddie watching you while you slept.

A smile creeped up on your face as you watched the red light blink from above your bed.

Oh if only he knew that you could see the bright blinking red button.

He was a pretty face with no brains.

You went to sleep with a uncomfortable aching feeling between your legs.

"Hey y/n sweetie it's time to wake up,I made you pancakes"Eddie looks down at the plate.",well kind of I burnt them so ego's it was." Eddie said, scratching the back of his neck. He looked at you and your sudden movement but you weren't waking up when he set the plate down on the dresser and he moved your hair out of your face. You looked Peaceful a little too peaceful, your skin was glowing in the early morning sunlight and your plumped lips squished together by the pillow in your cheek he giggled a bit on how your hair looks and the way it was sticking up, his thick fingers caress your cheek whispering for you to wake up. He heard you your little whines as you slowly stirred awake opening your eyes as you got a glimpse of Eddie, but your fist were too fast before you could stop yourself as you punched him in the face.

Eddie yelps In shock and in pain as he stumbles back.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?" Eddie asked as he viciously rubbed his cheek.

"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! I AM SO FUCKEN SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN THAT, YOU JUST SCARED ME AND MY BODY REACTED BEFORE I COULD I'M SO SO SORRY EDDIE." you say as you get out of the bed not even caring if you're wearing pants or not all you wanted to do was just help him.

"Well at least I know you can defend yourself." Eddie chuckled nervously as he saw you get out from the bed getting a glimpse of your naked legs.

"I am so sorry, come on, I'll help you downstairs." You grabbed Eddie's hand slowly but quickly walking him down the stairs.

"Hey I'm hurt, I'm not that old I can walk down the stairs perfectly fine." He didn't mind, actually he thought it was pretty cute for you to take care of him.

"Yeah I know but it would make me feel way much better." You sit Eddie down on the chair as you open up the freezer looking through it to find an ice pack or ice at this point.

"It's on the side door bottom shelf." Eddie said as you lookback thanking him.Eddie eyes roamed your body as he got a glimpse of your black cotton panties as you bent down.

Shit you might need to take care of something else for him too.

Quick it Munson, STOP BEING A PERV.

You grabbed a paper towel as you wrapped it around the ice pack not wanting to put it directly on his eye . Eddie hisses at the coldness pressing on to his pulsing red eye.

"Sorry." You say As you hold it there for a second. You couldn't help but notice as your eyes roamed his chest that he had more tattoos but you couldn't make out what they were.

"Hey, my eye is up here." Eddie told you as you let out a nervous giggle.

Eddie grabbed onto your hand that was holding the ice pack as he slowly moved it from his eye replacing your hand with his.

"Hey I got it from here how about you go upstairs and eat your breakfast and maybe" he looks you up and down."put some pants on please."

You look down at your bare legs as you back away from him.

"Yeah you're probably right thank you Eddie, and I'm very sorry."

"Hey, it's all right it was an accident." He told you as he put his hand on your shoulder.

You nod your head as you quickly walk out of the dining room almost tripping as you turned back around to ask Eddie something.

"Hey by the way is it okay if you can drop me off at the hotel once I'm done." You asked .

"If my eye is still attached, yes I don't mind." He joked looking up at your nervous face.

"Hey Im fucking around, I don't mind."

"Yeah I knew that , thank you Eddie." You ran up the stairs.

"NO PROBLEM SWEETIE!" he yelled.

"Hey you ready doll?" Eddie asked swinging his keys in his hands.

"yup I'm coming." You walked down the stairs In your outfit you had on from yesterday.

Eddie opens the door letting you go out first as the gentleman he is .

You wait for Eddie to Lock the door so he can point to which car yall were taking, but instead he goes to the garage putting the code in the pad.

The garage door opens up as Eddie passes you a helmet.

"what's this for." You looked confused

"we, sweetie are taking my bike instead, it is way to hot out here." Eddie drags out his huge two seater motorcycle.

"holy shit is that a BMW R1250 RT !" You asked really as you put the helmet on your head.

Eddie looked back at you with a smirked on his face,he likes how intrigued you were .

"Yeah! how did you know." He was shocked to know you knew about bikes not that it was a bad thing it's just that beth and Wyatt would get annoyed when he would bring up his bike in conversations he thought it was pretty cool if you to know he felt his cheeks heat up looking at you as your eyes roamed his bike.

"It been a dream of mine to get one but Wyatt said it was too dangerous for me." You happily put on the helmet as you do a little dance of excitement.

God could you get any more fucken hotter.

"HA, well look at that beth said the same thing , I haven't took this baby out in while cause of her." Eddie drags his bike out into the street puts on his helmet, Eddie throws his leg over his bike as he starts up the engine hearing the loud sound roar of the Motorcycle.

You get all excited as Eddie lends his hand out telling you to get on.

"Hold on tight babe, don't want you pretty self getting hurt." Eddie said over the loud noises of the bike.

You wrapped your arms around Eddie feeling how big and stiff his torso really was you swear you could feel abs under his jacket. As Eddie takes off you lean your head onto his shoulder feeling the hard wind breeze on your neck.

Eddie could stop his smiling under his helmet as he could hear you humming and giggling . He could feel your arms tighten around him as your hands dangled above his croch.

It is the wrong time for him to be getting hard.

Eddie let his thoughts flow as he try's to get him mind off of his uncomfortable bulge.

He can hear your little gigglea of excitement from behind him. He thought it was so adorable on how you were reacting.

How can Wyatt be so cruel to someone so innocent and sweet?

You arrive at the hotel. Eddie parks his bike taking off his helmet. His hair looked funny as it stuck to his tatted neck . You could help but giggle as you see Eddie putting his hair up into a bun.Eddie turns around sticking his tounge out at you as you shook your head.

You and eddie turn your heads when you hear one of the hotel room doors open and a blonde tall woman walks out while she pulls down her red skimpy dress but right behind her is Wyatt as he grabs her by the back if her neck smashing his lips into hers

Your smile drops as you stare up at the scene in front of you.

You couldn't believe it.

Before Wyatt can look down at you and eddie, Eddie turns his body to make sure Wyatt can't see you

"Sweetheart, look at me please." Eddie asked as he could hear the small cry coming from your whining lips .

"Can you just please take me somewhere else?" You asked not looking up at him as you play with the end of your shirt.

Eddie kisses your head starting up his bike as he makes eye contact with his son.

He smirks up at Wyatt taking off to the closest diner.

The waitress sits you and Eddie at a booth. Eddie puts his big hand over you hand caressing your knuckles between his fingers.

He sees you as you start to cry he quickly gets up from his side scooting into your side as he takes your body into his arms.

"Shh it's okay baby I got you, let it out pretty girl." He says as he rubs your arms and back kissing your forehead your head he tries to comfort you as much as he can but he's not very good at that.

"I'm so mad at him ,I trusted him, why would he do that to me." You say as you can feel your hot tears running down your cheek Eddie wipes them away with his thumb looking at you with all the sadness in his big brown eyes.

Eddie didn't like it but either. Yeah he wanted his own son to fuck up . but that's because he wanted him to show you how he really was and that he wasn't faithful and he never loved you from the start .

Wyatt was Just like his mom when he found out that beth was still sleeping with Steve her ex-boyfriend not just any guy named Steve but Steve Harrington the guy that he thought was his friend.

But for all he cares Steve can keep her he just hopes that Nancy know About her husbands and Beth's little affair they have going on Steve owns Nancy at least that.

But besides that he wasn't going to stick around and watch poor little you get your feelings hurt or watch him get fucked over by the same woman.

"Y/n?

"Yes Eddie?"

"Would you like to take up an offer ?"

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writting-for-a-chain-of-heros · 10 days

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Links divorce HC

Day 1:

Sky

Neglected

Tw: Divorce, depression, neglect and a lot of angst

He really didn't know how it happened but one day you both had gotten into a slow routine where you were both acting more like roommates than a couple

Or more specifically YOU stopped acting like his spouse

It was slow at first, little changes here and there that didn't seem like a big deal at first but looking back at them they were warning signs he should have considered before the situation escalated into this.

At first they were complaints about how tired you had been feeling lately, how busy you had been with helping to repair the damages your era had faced by Dark Link plus his goons and how forgetful you had started being on time to your dates with Sky.

Then you started to slowly sleep in more during the morning,which Sky couldn't protest against too much since it meant more time for him to sleep but also more time to cuddle with you in his arms as you rested against him.

But soon after it got to a point where even HE was concerned with how many days you'd spend doing nothing but laying in your covers with the rare exception of work that was also on the edge of being forgotten in exchange for sloth.

He'd try to get you to get out more often by suggesting some of the things you loved to do together, unfortunately they also didn't work.

You want to go exploring? Sorry not today, your legs feel weak :(

You want to go flying? The weather is too cold/hot/humid/sunny, maybe next time

Do you want to go spar for a few rounds? You have an upset stomach,your head hurts or you just don't have the energy for it today.

At some point you stop eating as much as you use to, in fact you're barely eating at all

He tries his best to be a good spouse by bringing the food to you in bed which results in you refusing to eat and leaving behind a full plate or only patrically eating it while leaving most of it behind

Every time he'd try to question you on why you haven't been going out or caring for yourself he's met with either silence or a half answer excuse.

“Can you tell me what's been bothering you?” He'd ask

“It's nothing, I am just in a funk, I'll get out of it soon,Link.”

He doesn't want to push you beyond your limits and he genuinely believes you when you tell him those lines over to him

It's ok

You're ok

Everything is ok.

You're just in a bad mood, this will pass in time

He just needs to give you space and comfort then you'll be back to the same old you from before.

He just has to wait and be patient.

That's what he tells himself for weeks as you slowly start to get worse and worse over time.

It was bad enough when you were both acting so distant but now he was less of a spouse and more like a parent now.

It has been 6 months and you had stopped do all chores, stopped feeding yourself, stopped showering, stopped working, stopped going on dates completely and stopped,well, basically doing everything except breathing

Sometimes you'd get up to go to the bathroom, maybe eat a little bit of the food Link had gotten you and that was it before you plopped back down to bed with the old stained blanket

The room would stink of day-old food that was barely touched and Link would have to be the one to toss it out while he did the dishes along with the rest of the household chores he had been doing alone for some time now.

He’d find himself having to drag you out of bed to clean you since you refused to do it yourself.

He'd change out the bed sheets,blankets, pillows you had been sleeping in for Hylia knows how long.

He'd brush your hair,brush your teeth,clip your nails, change your clothes,do the laundry & do his daily activities outside while you continue to show no progress

He tries to talk to you a few more times but you don't even bother to give an excuse anymore which leads to a lot of one sided arguments that only frustrate him more as the relationship becomes more strained.

He tries to get you to do couples counseling and tries to seek help from his friends to mediate the situation only for it to fail as well.

He wants to help you.

He really does but he doesn't know how.

But the most frustrating part of it all is that it seems as though you aren't even trying at all

After a year & a half of consistently trying he finally gives you an ultimatum.

You either seek professional help and try to get better or there's a divorce.

He loves you

He absolutely loves you

He wants to spend the rest of his life with you

But he can't stay with you if you refuse to do anything to change or improve

He feels neglected

He feels alone

He wants the bright person you used to be to come back...

Please..

……

…..

The relationship ends.

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theoreticslut · 2 years

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「 you complete me 」

eddie munson x fem reader

summary: sometimes all you need is to lie in silence as your person holds you together.

requested: yes

word count: 1.1k

warnings: depression, pet names (honey, sweetheart), causing worry, crying

a/n: did this exceed the max word limit i had for myself for ficlets? yes. do i care? not really. is this maybe slightly self-indulgent? absolutely. having depression sucks ass, and i so wish someone would treat me like this. eddie would fr be so good with a depressed friend i stg. i hope you guys like this & that it can bring even a little bit of comfort in darker times. ily Xx

There’s no good reason for you to be lying in bed like you are. You know this, and yet you can’t fathom doing anything else either. You don’t want to do anything else.

Nothing sounds even remotely pleasing other than lying here, staring at your ceiling or out the window. Every now and then some kids will pass by as they ride bikes and their excited chatter brings a small smile to your face. You remember when you and your friends were younger, when things were simple.

What ever happened to the easy flow of life - when you could be entertained by simply going outdoors and when you didn’t have a thousand worries and doubts circling your mind?

When - and how - did things change so vastly? Things used to be okay. You didn’t feel like a nuisance to yourself. Now, however, you feel like you can barely take a step forward without falling into three walls you’ve built up yourself.

A soft knock to your door fills the emptiness of your room, pulling you from your mind for a moment. You don’t feel like getting up to answer the door, but you also don’t have the energy to call out to whoever is on the other side.

“You in there, honey?”

You can feel your lips quirk up slightly at Eddie’s voice. He’s been your closest friend for as long as you’ve known him, having spent a lot of time in the trailer park where he lived when you were younger.

Your parents had divorced when you were five, and while your mother held custody of you, you preferred being with your dad. He loved having you over too, so you spent a lot of time with him in his trailer as a kid.

He had become friends with Wayne pretty quickly, though. In fact, him and your father hung out so frequently that Wayne became a second father figure in your life. He’d be just as proud of you when you brought home an A or would be just as excited to hear about your latest field trip as your own father. He even started getting you small gifts for holidays and birthdays.

Therefore, it made complete sense that you’d be close with Eddie after he moved in with Wayne. Sure, there might have been some tension at first with Eddie being upset he had to move and being jealous that his uncle was so fond of you, but it didn’t last long.

As Eddie told you years later, after your father left town and you only came to the trailer park for him and Wayne, it was “impossible to dislike you” with the way you’re so kind and easily excitable. It’s “endearing” apparently.

“Y/n?” He softly questions, carefully opening your door to find you curled up in your sheets.

“What’re you doing, sweetheart?”

“Jus’ hanging out.” You mumble, watching him move across the room towards you. You barely move, even as he squished himself onto the bed beside you.

“That so?”

He watches as you nod, not bothering to say anything else as you shift ever so slightly on the bed to get comfier.

“I haven’t heard anything from you yet this weekend, honey. You seemed off these last few days at school, too. I was worried…wanted to see if you were okay.”

“I’m okay, Eds. Just tired…worn out.”

“Yeah? Well, do you mind if I hang out for a while?”

You shake your head, watching as he smiles softly. Taking off his vest and jacket, you hum lightly as he settles in beside you, wrapping you up tight in his arms.

It’s nice having the weight of his body on you. Not to mention how his scent seems to surround you, bringing you a sense of peace and safety.

The two of you lay like this for a while, just enjoying the silence that the two of you rarely get. Eddie starts playing with your hair at some point, twisting the ends around his fingers as he holds you.

It’s not until he presses a kiss to your shoulder do either of you start a conversation again, and even then it’s him that starts talking.

“Wayne’s been worried about you. Says that you’ve been too quiet whenever you’ve been over, which he’s pointed out hasn’t been too frequent lately.”

“‘M sorry. Everything’s just been…a lot.” You sigh, staring ahead at your wall as you hold onto his arm that keeps you pressed up against his chest.

“No need to be sorry, sweetheart. We just want to make sure things are okay.”

You nod, understanding him, but not able to iterate what you’ve been thinking and feeling. Not easily, at least.

“Are things okay?”

It takes a moment and a heavy breath, but you murmur out a ‘no,’ tears welling in your eyes with no warning.

“No?”

“No. I’m…I’m really tired, Eds. Feels like…like I can’t do anything b-but lie in bed.”

“I hate it.” You murmur, hot tears falling over your waterline as you take a shaky breath.

“Hey. It’s okay, honey. Shh.” He soothes, trying to calm you down the slightest bit so you can breathe.

He hates seeing you so upset but he has very little idea how to comfort you. He understands that you’re depressed, having been through the same thing shortly after he moved here, but he’s not sure what will help you.

“I hate it, Eddie. My…my head never stops. It’s just o-one thought after another. There…there’s no break.”

“I just…I feel so alone.” You whisper, but he hears you.

“Hey. I know it feels it, sweetheart, but you’re not alone. You never were, and never will be.”

“I am never leaving your side, and neither is Wayne. You’re stuck with us, honey, whether you like it or not.” Eddie teases, squeezing you lightly as he presses another kiss to your shoulder.

“I feel empty, Eddie. There’s just, so much, going on in my head that it like-“

“Cancels out?”

“Yeah.” You breathe, body relaxing in his arms as this little weight seems to dissipate.

“I know. I get it, sweetheart. I do, and I’m so sorry you’ve been feeling this way. It’s not fair, but I’m here.”

“It’s better with you here, Eds.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm. You make me feel safe.” You admit, absentmindedly curling in closer to him as he smiles, squeezing you tighter.

“I’m glad, honey. You are safe with me. Always have been and always will be.” He smiles, pulling you even closer until his body practically covers yours, but you’re not complaining in the slightest.

His weight seems to hold all the floating pieces of your being together, letting them mend and mold back into a whole person as his warmth seeps into your chest. It ignites your heart, letting you feel something other than the cold emptiness that’s filled your chest for the last few weeks. Eddie makes you feel something, and you’re pretty sure that feeling is completeness tinged with love.

You love him, and you’re not afraid to admit that to yourself. He is your rock, your wings, and your home all in one person.

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kquil · 2 months

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I just have to write this here since it needs to be noted wide and clear:

YOU HAVE CREATED MY NEW OBSESSION!!!

Divorcing orion black is just 😭😭😭😭😭the biggest chefs kiss. Genuinely i have been thinking about it the past month!!!! I kid you not i was reading chapter 2 paragraph by paragraph with breaks in between so it csn last longer. ♡♡♡♡♡ thank you fr for creating this art ♡♡♡

awwwwww~ you don't know how happy this makes me to know! ahhhh! i'm all blushie now, i still can't believe this series is loved like this since it's so incredibly self-indulgent, thank you so so much, my darling (づ>/////<)づ♡

this is such high praise and i will use this energy to continue writing my best for you lovelies <3

#☁︎ : kquil talks #dob : ask #you darlings keep me going!#thank you so so much!

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jamisonwritestf2trash · 4 months

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hitting scout with the "hes just like me fr" beams because im mad as hell that im tired as hell and still full of pent up energy. adhd can be so fucking mean to me and now he has to suffer for it with me. putting him onto my sinking ship wether he likes it or not. its like that song about divorce but hes not real and just a vessel to express things I havent been able to for years.

Yeah, that's about right.

#tf2 #tf2 scout

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farabruh · 7 months

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no fr WHY is everybody a single parent. I was SHOCKED to hear that Markus actually has a mom that's around lol. Also Leon deserves to be bullied but i don't blame the kid who does not have a mom for having abandonment issues. even if he shows them in interesting ways.

Oh, since we've started talking about moms, lemme rant about that

Apparently, we have a bunch of kids with mommy issues, even Jojo has it to a certain extent. But the one that shows it the most, a so-called CEO of that mess, is Leon.

If we look closely at the photos in the Wessel's kitchen, we can see some pictures that look a lot like a wedding. Thus, we can be sure that his dad was once married. You know, I could assume that she died, but honestly, I think she just left them or she and his dad had a tough divorce, that affected lil Leon's mind. Maybe that's why he and Marlon have such attitude towards girls, simply because they didn't have a good role model in their life.

Also another thing about Leon that keeps me awake at night for no reason. I remember in S1E2 he said to Willi that adults always lie or some shit like that. I'm probably digging too deep again, but I think that could also reflect his childhood trauma and resentment???

Also his whole behavior, Leon just has to be the best, to get attention from others.

And, it's just a theory, but maybe it might as well come back to his mother's departure. Some children from divorced families tend to blame themselves for one parent leaving them or trying to "be better", so they would come back. Maybe Leon one of these cases? Perhaps he's unconsciously trying to make his mother return by being "the best" or the opposite: he's trying to prove it to HIMSELF to not feel shitty?

I told you I was digging too deep

Btw, about Marlon. He seems to be the most conscious and mature in general. But I don't think it's only because of his age (c’mon 1 year or so is not that big). If their mom really did leave them, Marlon, as an older sibling, probably had to take care of Leon along with his dad. Maybe that also somehow affected him and now he feels some kind of responsibility for the bunch as well. Like "a big bro" energy.

Jojo we've already discussed, though I don't really understand how this little sunshine could come out from such an environment.

Markus tho. Yeah, he's mother isn't dead nor did she leave or drink, but the show made it clear that she's hardly ever around. She wasn't even shown outside of the posters on the wall, and Markus mentions her like 2 times throughout the series.

We know that he has BIG daddy issues too, so he has to deal with it on his own, because there's no one around to stend up for him, but even if there was, it's not guaranteed that she would pick his side. And that's why he consideres the bunch his second family. He's true family, I would say.

That might have had an impact on his self-esteem too, cause' literally none of Markus's family members was approved of his interests. That also might be the reason he wants to become a famous goalie - just "to show them"

I think Vanessa in the books (movies??) didn't have a mom. She might be in the same situation as Leon and Marlon: she didn't have a good role model so she has bias attitude towards other girls.

Idk about Deniz and Raban tho. Deniz's mom wasn't mentioned anywhere in the cartoon. Maybe she is dead indeed.

And Raban... He's parents weren't mentioned AT ALL. Poor boy doesn't get enough screen time. But that's a good thing in some way, I can headcanon whatever I want and I'm going to headcanon him mommy issues.But actually he has an unstable self-esteem and he always sticks to people who are mean to him (ahem...Leon..ahem). Soo, maybe that's also sort of his parent's fault? Idk

#die wilden kerle #dwk #dwk animated series #die wilden kerle animated series #shitpost #dwk leon #dwk deniz #dwk vanessa #dwk marlon #dwk markus #dwk jojo #dwk raban #ask #I've been waiting for this moment

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wonusite · 1 year

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Just read a lot of your answers to nsfw asks and i think i found the perfect place to share my "Xu Minghao please fuck me like you havent meditaded for a year" thoughts

Btw i love your and your followers' feral energy over svt men cuz like same lol

Back to Minghao cuz he is fine asf and (please excuse my supernatural ass) vampire Minghao would fuck his s/o so good.

I can picture him being an extremly old, rich, powerfull vampire, he would be one of the last noble vampires from the original clans and he would search for his soulmate every millennium. There was a curse that said you two will not be able to get together until ten thousand years pass and he had to find you in every one of your lifes to prove the gods that he was worthy of your love.

And you had to prove that you would love him in every one of your lifes to show that you were too, worthy his love.

And this is your final battle, after he marries you in this life you will stop reincarnating and become immortal just like your lover.

But, of cours there is a but, you are already married. To his enemy. And the arrangment says you are not allowed to divorce each other, not until one of you dies or you have a kid and raise him until they are of age.

Minghao doesnt want to wait until one of you dies or watch you raise a kid with his enemy (who made up all of this arranged marriage bullshit to make him unsuccessful in his duty) so he kills him with the help of one of the most powerfull magic users, Wen Junhui. Who is also a close friend of yours from the start, not to mention he always helped him find your trace.

After getting a call from Junhui about how his enemy is tied up with chains that are unbreakable and ready to get killed. He approchs you and the second your eyes tear up he knows you remember it all, just like in your previous lifes. (Actually i was planning on making you unable to remember but then this would get even longer, didnt wanna bother you too much)

He kisses you just like this is your first and last kiss, like he havent kissed you for thousands of years and he wont be able to kiss you again. When he lays you down on the bed you had share with his enemy he makes sure the phone is neatly put on the nightstand because he wants to make sure that excuse of a man hears your every noise.

He is as gentle as you remember him to be, he hasnt changed a bit, the only difference is now he is even more in love with you. He slowly undresses you while you whimper and trash under just from little touches of his fingertips on your burning skin. It has been so long since you last made love...

This was longer than i planed it to be and i will not read it again to fix the mistakes i made cuz i feel like i will lose all my courage to send this to you.

Anyways i hope you liked it, please accept me to your seventeen brainrot comunity 🥺

Also i remember i said something about him fucking his s/o so good but there is no fucking included in this ask so yeah

Btw i loved your dilf cheol fic, i didnt know i needed it until i read it and know i cant stop thinking about him rearranging my guts, thank you for that

*takes a deep breath*

OH. MY. FUCKING. GODDDDDDD. STOP EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS WAS SO GOOD FR.

vampire!hao + reincarnation + soulmates + an old curse????? sign me tf up. just imagining the pining and the yearning has me 😮‍💨

ok but just picture him sliding into ur awaiting cunt and ur body just reacts to him so naturally bc it also recognizes him. you’re so vocal and hao feels like he can die happy at that moment. you two make love all night, not wanting to separate since it’s been so long that you two were in each other’s arms.

and plsss this was so good i love it vv much fr. ur always welcome to send me asks bc i love getting them omfg.

AND STOP OFC U CAN BE AN OFFICIAL WONUSITE THOT SO HAPPY YOU WANT TO BE INDUCTED OMFGGGG 🥹🫰🏼

#so glad u liked dilf cheol btw #welcome to the wonusite thots #so happy to have you #ask #yandere-stories #nalani.thotz

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thatesqcrush · 1 year

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12 Steps to Love - Step 6: Ready to Remove Defects

Rafael Barba x f!reader. CW: Yelina. 🤣 But FR, some implied smut (oral, male receiving) & angst. WC: 2K??? AN: thx for the assist as always @beccabarba you’re the best!

‘So this is what it’s like to eat crow,’ Rafael thought to himself as he stared at the sleeping figure next to him in bed.

He hadn’t meant to take Yelina home. Or to bed. He ran into her when he was visiting his abuelita. She was divorced, the scandal of Alex soliciting and sexting with a teenager and everything else was too much to bear. Yelina had been thoroughly humiliated, moving herself and children to her parents who lived in the same building with Rafael’s grandmother.

For Rafael, there was something comforting about talking with someone who knew him so well. There was no small talk or pleasantries, just diving back in to where they had left off, including with sex.

Rafael couldn't understand however, why at the very moment he decided to pursue something with Yelina, your face came to his mind.

He slipped out of the bed carefully so as to not to disturb Yelina. They were at his place as her place was out of the question for obvious reasons. He had a lawyer event and she was his plus one. He shut the bathroom door quietly and then relieved himself. He turned on the shower, letting the water get very hot. Steam filled the room. He enjoyed particularly hot showers - they seemed to be the most soothing, even if slightly scalding. It was as if the hot water could melt his stress and wash away the dirt, grime and sins of the night.

His gold chain glistened through the steam as water rushed over his body. Rafael lathered shampoo, his eyes closed as he did so. In doing so, he hadn’t realized Yelina had come into the shower to join him. He only noticed because a small blast of cold air came in. He jumped, slightly startled and Yelina was quick to reassure him that it was just her.

Rafael watched as Yelina sank to her knees, looking up at him with needy eyes. And as she began to blow him, Rafael allowed himself to pretend it was you.

It was Valentine’s Day.

Somehow you found yourself in charge of the Valentine’s Day party decorating committee. You hardly wanted to, but you figured you could duck out once the room was decorated, so you could do what you really wanted to do — watch sad movies and eat cookie dough.

Despite having a broken heart, you put all your energy into decorating. There was a sequin wall panel backdrop and a balloon arch mixed with red, white and pink balloons. You found reusable LED balloons that had little faux red roses in them.

It looked like Cupid had thrown up everywhere.

You glanced at your watch and then at the door. People were beginning to arrive and mill about. You wanted to leave before Rafael made an appearance. While you weren’t positive that he was seeing someone, you didn’t want to stick around and find out.

You focused on your breathing again, forcing the thought from your mind. You did not need to watch the doors. Yet you still did.

Some members had brought their own instruments to provide entertainment. People started shushing each other as soft music began to fill the room. The music continues for some time, several jazzy songs which soothe your frayed nerves even as the pace of the music picks up somewhat. The light was dimmed and the chatter and bustle has mostly died down as everyone began to listen to the performance. Some people started to dance, but most were swaying on the spot, their movement soft and smooth.

For a few seconds, your mind drifted. At the edge of your mind, images crept up. The scent of Rafael’s cologne. The way the corner of his eyes crinkled when he laughed. The way his arms held you tightly. The sound of his heartbeat while you laid your head on his chest. The feel of his beard against your skin. The song ended to raucous applause. And it was only then you realized you were crying.

You wiped your eyes with your palm, guaranteeing that your makeup was ruined. You decided at that moment to leave and of course, that is when Rafael showed up. With a gorgeous brunette draped on his arm.

You froze mid-step. Rafael’s eyes met yours, locking for the briefest of moments before you turned away.

Rafael and his guest made their way further into the room and you made a beeline for the doorway.

You hurried down the hallway, your face growing hot and fresh tears threatened to spill. ‘My heart beats for the man who wants someone else.’

You heard your name being called. You kept your hurried pace when your name was called again, this time, the tone more sharp.

You turned to see Rafael in the middle of the hallway. He jogged up to you.

“I thought by the time I got here, I'd know what to say.”

You looked at the door behind you - your escape - and then back to Rafael. You frowned. “I was just on my way home.”

Rafael’s smile dissipated. He cocked his head, as if he was trying to measure you up. “Haven’t seen you at the meetings.”

You didn’t meet his gaze. Instead, you looked around, trying to focus on anything else. “I have been going to other meetings. Mornings and midday.”

Rafael nodded, his hand scratching his beard.

You looked past his shoulder and saw his party guest standing in the doorway peeking.

“Someone’s waiting for you.”

Rafael turned around and Yelina gave a small wave. You awkwardly waved back and watched as Yelina turned back into the room. Rafael then turned back to you.

“She’s lovely,” you replied in an attempt to break the tension. The air was thick and rife.

When Rafael didn’t respond, you continued. “Just admit it. You're still angry at me.”

“Okay, maybe you're right.” Rafael sighed. “I don't want to be, but every time I look at you, I think of you breaking sobriety and losing that bracelet…”

“I said I'm sorry!” You threw your hands in the air. “I don't know what else to do.”

“What we had was really good,” Rafael replied softly. “I'm still mad at you for screwing it up.”

You shrugged. “I get it. I don’t blame you. I’m mad at myself too.”

“So where do we go on from here?” Rafael wondered out loud.

You shrugged again. “I don’t know.”

Rafael nodded and rocked back on heels. He gave a small shrug as he shoved his hands into his pockets. “It was good to see you.”

You took a step forward and stepped onto your toes. Your hands pressed against his chest and you gave him a soft kiss. “I guess call me when you're less mad. Happy Valentine’s Day.”

—

Rafael made his way back to the party and to Yelina.

“¿Todo bien, mi amor? Te ves agobiado.”

Rafael smiled and shook his head. “Everything’s fine. An old friend, um, someone I was sponsoring.”

Yelina hummed. “I see,” she replied coolly.

Rafael placed his hand around her waist. “Let’s get something to drink and then dance.”

The festivities eventually winded down. Rafael and Yelina waited on the sidewalk for their Uber to arrive. Smoke billowed upwards from the steam grate. Despite the late hour, the city was alive with lovebirds and the lovelorn alike. The car came and Yelina rested her head on Rafael’s shoulder.

“I had a really good time tonight. I’m so glad we’re back together,” Yelina yawned before she placed her head on Rafael’s shoulder. When she didn’t get the response she wanted, Yelina repeated herself.

“Rafi, oye, did you hear me?”

Rafael furrowed his brows, realizing he hadn’t heard her. “What?”

“I said I am glad we’re back together.” Yelina replied irritably. It bugged her that she had to garner his attention. She wasn’t dumb - Rafael’s mind was elsewhere and she knew it was on a particular person that was not her. She then cozied up to Rafael more. “Are you?”

“Something like that,” Rafael murmured to himself as he watched the city go by in a blur.

All he could think about was you.

—

Two weeks later, you woke up to a text from Rafael wanting to meet at Forlini’s for dinner and to talk. You texted him back that you would meet him after work.

When Rafael arrived at Forlini’s, you were in a booth, reading a book while drinking a soda. Your nails were rapping against the table in nervousness. You looked up and saw Rafael. Your eyes met and you smiled.

Rafael took the seat across from you and a waitress came by to take his drink order.

“Just a coke please,” Rafael replied. “And two menus for dinner.”

The waitress nodded and replied she would be back. There was an awkward silence, before Rafael’s face softened and he began to speak.

“Thank you for meeting with me.”

“Of course,” you replied a little too quickly; your nerves were shot.

“I’ve missed you.”

You looked at Rafael, your eyes searching his, ever hopeful. “You have?”

Rafael nodded. “I have.”

At that moment, the waitress returned with Rafael’s soda and two menus. After the waitress left the two of you alone again, you spoke.

“What about that woman you were with?”

Rafael shook his head. “Yelina—“

You spit your drink, spraying all over the table. “That was Yelina? Oh God, I’m sorry, excuse me!”

“Yeah, that’s her. But I ended things with her. What she and I had — it was never meant for more than just —“

“Sex,” you finished for him. You shook your head slightly as you finished wiping down the table.

“Sex,” Rafael affirmed. “We used each other then and we used each other now. It was too toxic to stay - so I broke it off. It was horrible. She cried. She threw things, they hit me.”

You furrowed your brows and opened your mouth to reply when the waitress returned to take your orders. The two of you continued to make small talk and discuss pleasantries. Finally, you decided to steer the conversation as to what was the elephant in the room.

“Raf, so what’s going on? Why are we here?”

Rafael reached across the table and grasped your hand. “If it’s okay with you, I’m good. We’re good. You and I.”

You stabbed a piece of your dinner with your fork. “We’re good? Just like that?” You gave him an incredulous look.

Rafael released your hand and began to cut into his steak. “I mean, it happened, it's behind me, and it's really good to be with you. I missed you. I want us to work.”

You let out a hum and took a bite of your dinner. The two of you ate in silence for a few minutes. Finally, you threw your fork on your plate where it made a clattering sound.

Rafael looked at you perplexed.

“Wanna just go back to your place and have sex?”

It was Rafael’s turn to sputter. “I’m sorry?”

“You, me, sex. We’re back together, yes? Then aren’t we due for makeup sex? Or do you want to finish dinner?”

Rafael wiped his mouth with his napkin and tossed it down. “I think that’s a great idea.” He stood and opened his wallet, tossing a couple of large bills on the table. He reached for you, his hand extended. You allowed him to help you stand. Standing across from him, you allowed yourself to really look at him. Fuck he was beautiful. “I’m gonna kiss you now,” Rafael commented.

“Wish you’d stop fuckin’ talking and get t–” your complaint was cut off by Rafael’s lips crashing into his own.

At first you stood there awkwardly stiff, lips touching but not much more. But then, you moved your arm around to the back of his neck, where your fingers teased his skin. Your lips became pliant against his and opened just enough for Rafael to slip his tongue between them.

You pulled back, just slightly, just enough to catch Rafael’s eyes with your own. “Let’s go.”

TBC.

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