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asthepheonixrises · 5 years

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After 87 years I finally wrote a thing

This (probably terrible) thing is for @thewintersoldierdisaster because that super super cool person passed the bar exam and I can’t even imagine the amount of hard work it took, and they definitely deserve a pat on the back. Or... a fic in their notifications??

Anyway. This is a Hopper x Reader fic, and the reader happens to be an almost lawyer! (Also pretty gender neutral!) Enjoy!

There was nothing better than coming back home after time spent in the city. You loved the hustle and bustle, but nothing beat the lazy ‘traffic’ that made up Hawkins’ Main Street.

A tired smile made its way to to your face as you made your way onto the porch, Jim’s face appearing behind the front door.

“Finally,” Hopper huffs, closing the door behind you. “It was gettin’ too damn quiet in here without you and the kid.”

You toe your shoes off next to Hopper’s boots, drop your bag beside them; and turn directly into Hopper’s chest, slowly winding your arms around his middle.

“Missed you.” You mumble into his chest, letting our body sag against his much larger frame.

He chuckles, a warm hand rubbing against your back. “How ‘bout we get you some dinner, and into bed early, huh?”

“Mmh, just gon’ stay here.” Jim can barely make out your words, your face is pushed so far into his shirt.

The older man laughs at your response; it was clear he was going to have to move you if he wanted to leave the doorway.

Hopper moves your arms from his waist to his shoulders, bends down and grasps the back of your thighs, causing your knees to give out so he could pick you up.

You let out a quiet sound of surprise, arms tightening around his neck. “Why are we moving?” You pout slightly, but make no effort to get away from the man as he walks through the cabin.

“Gettin you outta these damn work clothes, that’s what I’m doin’.” Jim huffs, setting you down in the bedroom and giving your hips a squeeze.

“How’d you think it went?” He asked quietly, sitting on the end of the bed as you unbuttoned your shirt.

The ‘it’ he was referring to was the bar exam you had taken several hours prior in Indianapolis. You had gone to law school; commuting into the city every week and returning on weekends to spend time with Jim and El, and you had spent the last few months studying non-stop for the bar exam.

You shrugged your shoulders as you tugged your slacks off, letting them fall to the floor with your previously discarded shirt.

“I won’t know for a day or two. I think I did okay, but I don’t know, I mean I could’ve completely failed, i have no idea!” You shove your fingers through your hair, a nervous habit.

“Hey, hey,” Jim leans forward, his large hands finding your hips and pulling you in between his legs. He kisses along your ribs, his hands sliding up and down the backs of your thighs.

“You are the smartest person I know, and you’ve studied so hard for this-“ you make a noise somewhere between a whine and a grunt, twisting slightly in his grip.

“Hey-“ his hands raise to your lower back, and press you into his chest. “‘m serious. You’ve worked so damn hard, there’s no way you coulda failed.” He lays a kiss on your breastbone, mustache tickling the delicate skin.

You make a face, winding your arms around his neck once again, your fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.

He looks up at you, waiting for you to make eye contact.

“I don’t know what I’ll do if I fail.” You whisper, staring at Jim’s left ear.

“You won’t.” He answers immediately.

You roll your eyes, about to protest, but he starts talking before you can argue. “But if you do, and that’s a big if darlin, if you do fail, you’ll just try again. Study more and do more of those practice tests.”

Taking a deep breath, you start to pull away from Jim to continue getting undressed; the comfort of one of his flannel shirts was calling to you.

“Where d’you think you’re goin’?” Jim tightens his arms, creating a cage.

“To get my pajamas on, Jim, lemme go.” You giggle, pushing half heartedly at his broad chest.

“Mmh, I think I can think of something better to do.” Jim teases, his lips grazing your abdomen before he kisses across your belly.

Your hands find their way back to Hopper’s head, fingertips sliding beneath the collar of his shirt.

A loud bang from the front of the house startles you both, Jim’s head snapping to look out into the living room, his entire body drawing taut.

“I’M HOME!” El’s voice carries clearly into the bedroom, making you chuckle into the side of Jim’s head. You kiss his temple quickly, before slipping out of his grip to pull on one of Jim’s flannel shirts and a pair of shorts.

“Did Steve drive you?” Jim raises his voice slightly as he pushes himself off the bed and steps up to you as you’re buttoning your shirt.

“Yes! He took me home first so the pizza is not cold!” El shouts back, and you can hear her getting something out of the refrigerator.

Hopper chuckles as he leans down to kiss your cheek.

“I’m proud of you, darlin’, no matter what happens.”

“Thank you, Hop.” You whisper, smiling up at him.

The three of you spend the evening watching Magnum PI reruns, stuffing yourself full of greasy goodness while Hop grumbles beside you about the inaccuracies.

Three days later, you get a letter in the mail from the Indianapolis Bar Association.

Congratulations is the only thing you manage to read before you’re peeling out of the post office parking lot, most definitely speeding, as you rush to the police station.

Your sudden arrival startles Flo, and scares Callahan so badly he spills his cup of coffee all over his desk; but you pay them no mind as you tear down the hallway to Jim’s office.

You practically slam yourself into the door as you fling it open, the handle bouncing off the wall behind it.

Hopper jerks in his chair, mouth open to ask where the fire (or demogorgon) was, but your best him to the punch.

“I passed the bar.” You whisper, slightly out of breath from your antics.

“Wha-“ Hopper stands up behind his desk, frowning, not having really heard what you said.

“I passed the bar.” You repeat at a normal volume. “I passed the bar!!!” You’re yelling now, but you don’t care.

“Yes!” Hopper claps his hands together as he hurries out from behind his desk, enveloping you in a bear hug before you can even blink.

“I’m so damn proud o’ you, darlin’.” He says into your ear, still hugging you to his body.

“I’m gonna be a lawyer Hop!” You cry, a few tears slipping down your cheeks.

Jim sets you down gently, but doesn’t let you go far. “I can’t wait for you to be kickin ass right here in Hawkins with me, baby.” He grins, swiping a big thumb across your cheek.

You swat at his chest, pretending to glare at him. “I’ve been kicking ass this entire time, Jim Hopper!”

He laughs, tipping his head back before looking back down at you, his eyes sparkling.

“I knew you there was a reason I was keepin’ you around all this time.” He winks comically, a grin breaking out on his face.

“You’re a menace.” You snicker, grinning back at him. “I’ll make a cake to celebrate with tonight after dinner, hows that sound?”

Jim nods, wild grin turning to a soft smile.

“Sounds good to me. El’ll be really excited.”

“About the news, or the cake?” You ask, a laugh escaping you.

He snickers, rubbing a hand over his beard. “Both, but the cake will probably take priority.”

You nod, heading for the door. “That’s exactly what I was thinking.” You stop in the doorway, smiling back at the most amazing man you’ve met. “Thank you, Hop. I couldn’t have done it without you.”

He waves a hand, returning to his desk chair. “You definitely coulda done it with out me, babe, studying just wouldn’t have been as fun.” He grins again, leaning back in the chair and resting his foot over his knee.

You point a finger, scolding him. “A menace, Jim, you’re a menace.”

This is unedited and I read through it maybe once, and it’s the first thing I’ve posted in literally 100 years. I also posted on mobile so it’s probably hella fucky. Apologies.

And babe, I hope it’s okay that I tag you, and dedicate this to you, I just got a writing bug in my ear and felt like I should! So I did lol.

#chief hopper x reader #jim hopper x you #jim hopper x reader #hopper x reader #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfiction #my writing #imma reblog this to my brand spankin new stranger things side blog #I hope you like it babe!!!#I also kept it as gender neutral as I could bc I don’t know your pronouns and I didn’t want to assume!#the last thing I posted writing-wise was like - at least 5 years ago lmao #also im terrified of writing smut lmao #I tried several times and I took it all out

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