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statticscribbles · 3 years

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Summary: 💀Jeff Atkins/Male!Reader; Reader is colourblind and constantly bullied due to his clothes/colours not matching

You’d never been sure why the bullying had suddenly started up, only that it had in high school and something that had never seemed to matter before now suddenly became a hot topic.

It’s Bryce who had started it, you know this because he was the first one to comment; the first one to point out that you were wearing red and black checkered pants and blue and white striped shirt. You hadn’t thought anything of it; it was all varying shades of gray for you.

You’d known you were colourblind since birth, your parents had never made a big deal of it, teaching you ways around int, as well as what the various shades of gray should have been.

When you were younger in school it had been a game; you trying to guess the colours based on the shades you saw. Sometimes you’d ask your parents about colours, which were their favourites and try to craft outfits that were purely those colours. You’d also do this with your friends and it was one of the things you’d been known for in school, the boy with the monochrome outfits; to be fair every outfit was monochrome to you, a constant shade of gray.

You’d met Jeff freshman year, when you’d been wearing all his favourite colour, you’d hadn’t know it was his favourite colour; it was yours and the both of you bonded over it. Despite you just feeling a connection to the shade of gray, Jeff commented how it must have meant the two of you were meant to be and you’d laughed it off until you’d found yourself falling for him.

He asks you out almost a month after having met you. You’d happily agree and the two of you had been together. You wonder if maybe that’s why Bryce had taken to picking on you. You think maybe he was upset you’d found happiness. Either way the small digs about the colours you’d choose; how the reds never truly match or the different stripes of colour were obnoxious and so unlike your actual personality. How you must have been compensating for something with how loud and bright and massive the colours were. You try your best to avoid him, and ignore whatever he’s saying but it still gets to you. Jeff assures you that there’s nothing wrong and he manages to get himself and his friends to all match you for a full week.

He’s convinced that it’s put a stop to Bryce’s bullying but it just makes it worse. Bryce goes after your relationship, not just the way you see the world. You can’t remember the amount of times you’d gone home crying, or just sat with Jeff sniffling and mumbling the insults that Bryce had been using. Clay even gets involved which stops pretty much anyone else from doing anything, of course it’s not enough to stop Bryce, you know nothing short of his death would stop him being a bully.

It’s your six month anniversary which just happens to also fall on your birthday. You know Jeff had planned something special but you’re not sure what it is or what it has to do with getting up at five am that morning. You fall asleep in the car on the way to wherever you’re going. A hill you find out when you arrive. Jeff pulls something from the trunk and tells you to close your eyes before placing glasses on your face.

“Open.” He sounds a little like he’s about to cry.

He’s grinning at you and you’re not sure what you’re supposed to be looking at save for that there’s something wrong with Jeff. You reach out a little and take one of his hands before your fingers brush against his cheek, you prod faintly over his eye and jerk back a little.

“Blue.” You grin laughing at him. Before your fingers reach around to touch at the clothing naming each of the colours he’s wearing.

“Turn around Y/N, look, the sunrise.” He nods excitedly before pointing over towards the break in the trees where you can clearly see the sun moving upwards.

You keep the colour vision glasses in a bag on you at all times, when you’d given them to Jeff; he’d agreed to bring them home from the party. He’d been drinking, as had everyone; it wasn’t far to his house.

The EMT’s throw the shards of the glasses away with the rest of the crushed glass and you decide that maybe the world really is meant to be in shades of gray and everyone who still sees colour just hasn’t seen tragedy yet.

You frown when Clay hands you a box. You turn it over and he’s just watching, before he nods. You watch his face as you open it, not fully taking in what he’s presented you in the box.

It’s the glasses, what’s left of them, which is a handful of chunks and part of the frame.

“I thought, since, well I thought you might want them back.” Clay shrugs a little and you pull him into a hug, if you hadn’t gotten them in the first place you might’ve asked if tears have a colour.

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tayrae515imagines · 5 years

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You’re my Always and I’m your Forever.

Requested: Yes by literally no one but love it anyways.

Warnings: Mentions of sexual assault, mentions of self-harm, mentions of suicide. Trigger warnings. Jeff being an actual angel.

Pairing: Jeff Atkins x Reader

Summary: In which Jeff is proud of his girlfriend for telling her side of the story.

Authors Note: I started rewatching thirteen reasons why and I forgot how much I love this show. Yes, it’s a heavy watch and has some uncomfortable topics that I think are important. But whether you agree with me or not I think we can all agree that Jeff deserved better. This is kinda shitty but I was inspired.

“I did something.” You let the words out with a deep breath of air, almost like you were holding them in. You loved Jeff and could never be afraid of him but you were afraid of his reaction to this.

“What did you do Y/N?” He turned to you, his beautiful brown eyes, staring at the paper in your hands, his head tilting in curiosity. “What’s that babe?”

“I got lost in thought again and I didn’t want all my emotions to just sit there. It was a bad moment but I didn’t want it to be a bad day. So I wrote...and maybe had Ryan publish it in the school's paper. Look it was a big step and I didn’t think about it...I just wanted to share my side and I know you may not agree with putting myself out there like that but I had to tr-”

“Y/N! Babe. Calm down and let me read.” Jeff took your hands and sat you down gently, his low tone instantly calmed you down and you stopped rambling.

“W-what?” You breathe, looking at him in disbelief.

“I want to be the first...well second to read it. Before everyone in school does. I’m your boyfriend and I’m always going to love and support you. Even when you do stupid things like put chocolate syrup in coke, which is gross. I don’t care what you say...it’s nasty.”

“Hey! It is not.”

Jeff chuckled and held his large hand out. “Give me the paper.”

Taking a small breath in you nod, handing him the slightly crumpled piece of paper that moments ago felt like such liberation.

Jeff leaned back in his chair his eyes glued to the paper as he read.

This is hard. This is all hard for me. Talking about this...excuse me, writing about this. Thinking it over in my head is one thing but seeing the words printed on paper is another. It all seems so surreal. I know most of you reading probably have your own thoughts about me or quite honestly might not even like me. I Mean who would like the girl who yelled rape? Right?

But hey, don’t I at least deserve a chance to state my side.

Before you even have time to answer, I’ll do it for you. The answer is yes. Yes, I deserve to tell my side and yes I deserve to be heard. So lean back, get comfortable and read. I’m sure you’ll all be talking about this tomorrow.

I’ve always been a simple girl and I’ve always minded my own business. But in the halls of liberty high, it seems like everyone knows everything about everybody. Girls walk around the halls only to get treated like toys for the boys. It’s sickening but no one seems to bat an eye. It must be to much work to care about something that actually matters.

The truth is you don’t know me. You don’t know what happened to me. No matter how much you think you do.

I don’t exactly know why it’s so hard for everyone to believe the truth when it’s handed to you on a sparking, silver plater. Yes, I did get drunk at that party but no, I did not give Bryce Walker permission to touch me. Did he seem to care? No. I’m not the first of his accusers and I know I won’t be the last. But when are we going to stop trying to hide the predator and start protecting the victims? Getting drunk is NOT consent and it’s NOT an excuse for what Bryce did.

I’m past the point of wanting justice. It doesn’t seem like wanting that is working out for me. But you know what? I‘m not going to hide in the shadows and feel ashamed of myself anymore when I did nothing wrong. I’m taking my life back and telling you all who Bryce really is. He’s a monster. A horrible force of darkness that is only going to hurt people over an over again, uncaring of the consequences.

Believe me or don’t but be careful. You never know what kind of monsters are roaming the halls of liberty high.

Biting your nails, you look at Jeff nervously, a million thoughts going through your head. “Did I do the right thing?”

Jeff sets the paper down on the table and moves to you, cupping your face gently while leaning in for a soft kiss. His lips meet yours and sparks radiate through your body. It sseemed like no matter how long yu two have been together you always felt this way with him. Safe, protected, loved, and just happy.

Pulling back, Jeff looked in your eyes. “I am so proud of you.”

“Really?” You tear up, looking up at him with admiration.

“Babe of course. I can’t imagine how hard this was for you. I just want you to know that I belive you. I have from the start and I’m always going to be here for you. No matter what happens. It’s you and I. Okay?”

“Okay.” You smile while putting a hand on his cheek tenderly. “I love you Jeff”

“I love you too babe. You’re my always and I’m your forever. Right?”

“Always and forver Jeff. Always and forever.” You smile, reconnecting your lips once again.

You know no matter what happens you’ll be okay. All because you have him.

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avenging-fandoms · 6 years

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the baseball team hung up the plaque memorial in the gym for jeff, and your heart couldn’t stop breaking.

day after day, every where you turned you saw his face. his smile, you heard his laugh. you heard his voice whisper in your ear “i love you, my girlie”

zach held your hand as you watch them hang the plaque, sobs fell from your mouth and you hugged zach tightly, his hand petting your hair.

“i miss him so much” you sobbed, gripping his jersey in your hands.

“i know, y/n, we all do” you pull away and wipe your eyes, walking over to the plaque, your fingers hovering over the glass over his jersey.

“he was the only one i loved” you whispered to yourself. the baseball team left the gym, zach giving you a kiss to your cheek softly before leaving the gym. you studied every detail, and his smile. god, that smile that made your heart flutter every time it was flashed your way. him glancing to the stands, a smile on his lips and a kiss sent your way before he went up to bat. you blew one back and he caught it, slapping it onto his bat for good luck.

you missed him every second of every day, no one could ever take his place in your heart.

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stattic-writes · 4 years

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yesanotherimaneblog · 7 years

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My Queen - Jeff Atkins x Reader

Summary: You were Jeffs girlfriend and after he died you still hang out with the jocks and after an argument Bryce says, “who died and made you queen” and Monty (Jeffs best friend) and Zach (your bestfriend) comfort you.

“Monty no!” You said grabbing the beer of off the boys’ hand before he could have a sip, “you promised you’d drive me home remember?”. You were at Bryces again for the first time in months, Monty and Zack having convinced you to get out of the house for once and hang out with your old friends.

“Shit, sorry Y/N, I’m sure Zack can drive us both.” Monty pleaded, reaching out to grab the red cup.

You hid the cup behind your back, giving him a stern look. “Zack already had a few drinks. You’re driving us so no alcohol!”

Zack, who was close by and had overheard the conversation stepped in. “Just a beer half an hour ago, I’ll be good by the time we’ll have to leave.”

“Two beers two hours ago, I’m good.” He kissed your forehead and smiled down at you. “I’ll be back before you know it princess!”

“No!” everyone turned to look at you and you realized you had been louder than you intended. Just as Zack was about to say something Bryce appeared beside him.

“Whats going on here guys? Why aren’t you drinking?” He asked giving a new cup to Monty.

“Monty, I swear to god if you drink that I’ll be walking home alone!” You said seriously, looking at your friend in the eyes, making sure he knew just how serious you were.

But before he could say anything Bryce cut in again, “Wow Y/N who died and made you queen? This is my house, Monty can drink whatever he wants!”

“Jeff?” You said quietly, you didn’t know if he was still awake or if he had fallen asleep. He moaned, letting you know he was listening. “What do you think will happen after high school?” You asked softly, snuggling closer to him, afraid of the answer.

“We’re gonna go to college, get married once we finish, I’m gonna start playing professionally while you can either stay at home or work, then we’ll have a bunch of kids and grow old.” He said confidently.

“That sounds nice” You smiled up at him.

“Though to be honest I don’t think I’ll be able to wait until we finish college to make you my queen.”

You giggled. “Your queen?”

“You’re my princess now, so when we get married you’ll become my queen. And when our daughter is born she’ll be my princess.”

Tears had formed in your eyes at the memory, and you felt everyones eyes on you and Bryce. You quickly whipped one tear that had managed to escape and chocked out an “Excuse me” before running away.

Monty was the first to recover from the shock, and if it wasn’t for Zack quickly grabbing him, he would have punched Bryce. “Well done Bryce! ‘who died and made you queen’ to the girl whose boyfriend died 3 months ago who also called her princess. Really well done.” He barked.

Zack, who had kept his cool, looked to where you had disappeared and let Monty go. “We should follow her.” Was all he said before he took off running, Monty on his heels.

They found you down the road walking fast, tear running down your cheeks and you kept whipping them away. But your efforts only made the tears run faster.

“Stop laughing at me!” You said throwing a pillow at him.

“You’re crying over a scene that’s not even that sad, of course I’m laughing at you.” He kept laughing and you rolled your eyes at him.

“I just think it’s beautiful.” You stated, looking down, as the last of your tears run down your cheeks.

He lifted your head so you were looking at him and ever so gently whipped the tears away. “I think you’re beautiful.”

You snorted, rolling your eyes at him again and smiled. “You’re so cheesy.”

“Yeah but I made you smile!” He said proudly.

You could hear someone call your name but didn’t stop, you had to get home where the comfort of Jeffs letterman jacket was waiting. You had to get home and snuggle the shirts he’d left at your house until the smell of his perfume made you forget he was gone.

Suddenly someone grabbed your arm and through the tears you saw the worried face of your childhood friend. Zack hugged you tightly and you felt a third hand on your back trying to comfort you.

“It’s ok Y/N, we miss him too. But we got you!” You heard Monty say, and a sob escaped your mouth. Neither of them said anything as you continued to cry in Zacks chest while Montys hand traveled up and down your back comfortingly.

When your tears finally dried out Monty gently turned you to him and gave you a small smile. “Let’s get you home.” He almost whispered, and you nodded. They both took your hand and slowly but surely you walked home.

“I know you’re sad right now princess but things tend to get better in the most unexpected ways”

You looked at the two boys on your sides, they had wrapped their arms around you in order to support some of your weight, and smiled.

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13reasonswhynot · 3 years

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Jeff Atkins NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s very sweet and gentle with you. He always makes sure you’re okay afterwards and that you were comfortable with everything.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part of yours would be your thighs. He loved how soft they were, and especially how they wrap around his head when he’s eating you out.

His favorite body part of his would probably be his shoulders or biceps. He loved the way you gripped onto them as you’re riding his dick.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

For starters, he was always set on making you feel good first. His main goal was to make you cum first. He wasn’t against cumming inside you, with a condom of course. But, he loves releasing on your stomach, as he thinks you look beautiful with a part of him on you.

D = Dirty words (favorite phrases to whisper in your ears)

“Let me hear you, baby.”

“Try to stay quiet for me. Can you do that?”

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s pretty experienced. He’s had his fair share with girls. But, he’s always open for improvement and to learning about your body and what you like and what makes you feel good.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He doesn’t really mind. As long as it’s pleasuring the both of you, it doesn’t matter to him. But if he had to pick his favorite, cowgirl or reverse cowgirl>>

G = Giddy (How excited they are everytime they do it?)

He gets even more excited each and every time. He loves spending time with you and most of all pleasuring you.

H = Handjobs (Do they prefer handjobs or blowjobs?)

Definitely blowjobs. He adores the way you make eye contact whilst giving him head.

I = Intimate (How they are in the moment … a kisser … handsy … etc)

He is very handsy. If you’re riding him, his hands will be on your ass. If you’re in missionary, his hands will be interlocked with yours. If you’re in reverse cowgirl, his hands will be on your hips guiding you up and down on his cock. He loves kissing you too. He will worship each and every part of your body.

J = Jacking off (Do they masturbate when they aren’t with you?)

If you aren’t up to having sex, he’ll do it. But, most of the time he’ll ask you, or try to turn you on.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dirty talk.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His favorite place is a bed. Again, he doesn’t really care for public places. He rather focus more on your pleasure and if you’re comfortable or not.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You grinding on him, or just your ass. It doesn’t take much to turn him on when it comes to you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Inflict pain on you. Never his intention. Here and there his hand would find a place on your neck, but he would never put enough pressure to cause difficulty breathing.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

His main motive is to pleasure you. Hence, he would prefer giving. But, he will not pass down a blowjob if you insisted. In terms of skill, he would be exceptionally good at it. He would take time to learn how your body responds, and move forward with what gives you the most pleasure.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s usually slow and sensual. He likes taking in the moment. But, I wouldn’t underestimate him. He can be fast and rough if he really wanted to be.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn’t really care for them. If you both need a quick release, it’ll happen. But, he much rather take his time with you considering it’s one of the most intimate moments you share with him.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s open to experimenting if you wanna try something new. He’s doesn’t care much for taking risks— moreover doesn’t really care for public sex. He rather be focused more on you, and not the possibility of someone catching the two of you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He lasts for as long as you do. Sometimes you can together, but most of the time his motive is to help you release first. In conclusion, he’ll hold out until you cum.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Personally, he doesn’t own any for himself. If you wanted to use them during sex, he would be more than happy to use them on you. His own preference is none being used on him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh, he is such a tease. He loves to build anticipation to make the experience even more enjoyable. He prefers to tease you when the two of you are alone. His intention is to never publicly embarrass you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He doesn’t vocalize much, but when he does. It makes you melt. All you could do is grin at the fact you’re making him feel this good.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He loves when you ride him. He thinks it’s the hottest thing when you try and take control, but he finds it even hotter when you submit to him and let him guide your hips.

X = X-rated movies (Do they like watching porn by themselves, with you etc.)

He likes to watch it with you. It usually ends with you and him having sex.

Y = Yes (What they love to do to make you orgasm)

He loves to whisper your favorite names in your ear, forehead kisses, hand holding, hickies in the shape of a J, “Go ahead princess, I got you, let go all over me.”

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep once you’re asleep. He always wants to make sure you’re okay after and will ensure you’re comfortably sleeping.

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lilxberry · 3 years

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Comfort and Moving Forward - Jeff Atkins

Synopsis;

Jeff has to watch his dear friend suffer from Justins’ actions, all whilst hoping that she would notice her worth. And him.

Warnings: Angsty af. Fluffff. Mentions of cheating (past relationship). Language. Cute ass Jeff. Super cheesy, cliché plot line *eye roll*

Words: 2,711

Pairing: Jeff Atkins x reader, Justin Foley x reader (past relationship)

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"So wait, you really said that?"

"Like I said. I. GOOGLED. EVERYTHING. How do you expect me to ignore Google?"

Y/N threw her head back with laughter as Tony and she walked down the hallways of Liberty High, drawing the attention of their peers. Taking deep breaths of air to help calm her down, she shook her head and patted her friend on the shoulder, slowing to look at him. "You're possibly the dumbest person I've ever met!"

"But I'm your favourite!" Jeff exclaimed proudly, a smug look plastered across his face.

"Hmm, I dunno about that..." Y/N trailed off, a feigned look of contemplation crosses her features as she rubs her chin, in false deep thought. "I think I like Jensen better."

Jeff stops dead in his tracks as he grasps at his chest, imitating hurt and heartbreak. "How dare you? I'm extremely offended Y/N/N. I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that."

A smile soon breaks across his face as he slings his arm across her shoulder and chuckles, pulling her close into his side. "You're lucky I love you." He makes kissy faces down towards her, making her face scrunch up in insincere disgust.

Y/N scoffs and playfully rolls her eyes as she jabs her finger gently into his ribs. "Sure am, dumbass."

They proceed to make their way their way out of the school and towards Jeff's car in the parking lot continuing to softly chuckle at the exchange when Y/N perks up, hearing the familiar roaring, boisterous laugh and an airy, girlish giggle carry through the air, making her fall behind Jeff and look around to find the owner.

Jeff noticed the sudden absence of his friend next to him and turns back towards her noticing she's staring of to the side, a mixture of sadness, longing and anger across her features. He takes note of the direction she's looking in and turns his attention to find the source of Y/N's rapid change in mood and behaviour. Once he laid his eyes upon the couple several parking spaces away, laughing loudly together with numerous jocks on either side of them, showing an excessive amount of PDA, Jeff understood immediately and swiftly moved to collect Y/N.

Once reaching his sullen friend, he wrapped his arm around her securely, pulling her along to his car to get in and flee from the scene that was playing out in front of them. Y/N hadn't even realised she was crying until Jeff reached a hand up to her face to wipe away fallen tears soaking the skin of her cheek in salty streams. He smoothed her hair down at the back of her head as he whispered words of comfort to her, in hopes of calming her down.

Finally buckled up within the confined of the vehicle, Y/N releases a long, shaky sign as her eyes screw shut tightly, trying to control her breathing and not break down into sobs.

"Fuck Justin, okay? He's not worth it." Jeff tries to improve his friends glum spirit. "Hey, wanna sleepover? We haven't had one in forever and I really do need to catch up with The Punisher. Plus, I think we both could do with not giving a shit what we eat right now." He throws her a mischievous grin.

She gives him a small smile and nods her head softly, not trusting her voice at that current moment.

Giving her a one last glance from the edge of his peripheral vision, he turned on the engine and left the schools premises. _______________

With Y/N's parents away for the weekend, the house is empty and quiet, perfect for using the living room for their marathon. After unlocking her front door, Jeff hastily speeds past her and places the bags full of junk food on to the coffee table before sprinting upstairs, readying his arms for the mountain of pillows and blankets he will soon wrestle with to get downstairs.

Y/N watches in slight amusement at her best friend preparing anything and everything needed to comfort her and make her happy. She smiles softly as she kicks her shoes off before lazily making her way up to her bedroom to get changed into her warm and inviting sleepwear, which includes one of the many sweatshirts she's stolen from her frantic friend who's still setting everything up.

She's always adored Jeff, quite frankly was in love with him for the longest time, but as he got his first load of girlfriends in high school, she became disheartened and locked away all hope she could possibly have. She could never believe someone as amazing as Jeff could reciprocate her feelings. plus, she never wanted to endanger her friendship with Jeff, she would break if he was no longer in her life, discouraging her further from admitting her feeling to the baseball player.

When Justin came along one day and asked her out on a date to the movies, she was quite shocked but extremely thankful in a way as she could use the distraction to take her mind away from Jeff. The date went well and soon, multiple others occurred, leading to the two to finally become a couple.

Y/N genuinely fell for the boy and she thought he fell just as hard for her but those thoughts soon diminished once she had witnessed her now ex-boyfriend make out with Jessica Davis, one of the cheerleaders at Liberty, 3 weeks ago. Y/N and Jess weren't best friends of anything but they were civil enough to be considered acquaintances who occasionally hung around the same people.

She had voiced concerns to Justin himself about his friendliness towards the girl but he always dismissed it and said that he loved her and only her. Oh, how right she was to have her doubts.

Justin Foley had well and truly broken the poor girl.

'Was I not good enough?'.....'Am I not pretty enough?'.....'Did I bore him?'.....'What does Jessica have that I don't?'.....'Didn't I show him how much I love him enough?'.....

'Did he ever love me?'.....

She luckily had Jeff who was always there for her. He had shut down every doubt and nasty, self-deprecating thought that damaged her confidence and self-esteem. He would go to the ends of the Earth just to see her happy, even if he was miserable for the rest of his life.

When Y/N and Justin started dating, Jeff was absolutely devastated. He felt heartbroken but it all felt bittersweet when he realised how happy Justin was making his precious Y/N. He wanted time and time again for it to be him to be making her so happy and full of joy, but he never had the gall to state how her felt as he too was scared of ruining what they had.

And with that, he would suffer the consequences of his lack of courage and be subjected to watch his one true soulmate be with him.

"Will you bloody calm down Jeff! I'm getting exhausted just from fucking watching you!"

He exhales a chuckle as he makes his last trip consisting of covers down the stairs. "I just wanna get to eating and cuddling with my favourite." He grinned at her whilst sending her a cheeky wink.

She looked down as she felt her face flush with colour, tinging the tips of her ears and full cheeks pink. "Shut up." She mumbled quietly in reply, the corners of her mouth quirking upwards, forming a small smile to grace her features.

He smiles at her, eyes filled with adoration, absorbing the breath taking sight of his best friend that he was completely and utterly in love with. "I'm gonna go change. I'm pretty sure you left some sweatpants here from last time. I could find them and bring them down for you after I'm done, if you like."

"Yeah, sure." He gave her another small smile and a chaste kiss on the forehead before heading downstairs.

Her blush intensified as he left from the small display of affection. She walked leisurely into her room, quickly finding her sleepwear and stripping of her day clothes. As she changes, she looks over towards her once fully made bed to now see nothing but a mattress, noting the lack of pillows and covers. She releases a breathy giggle, imagining what she ever did right to deserve someone as amazing, kind, caring and special as Jeff.

Y/N's smile started to widen once her thoughts drifted back to Jeff, with his stupid, perfect face. She quickly shook her head to rid herself of the thoughts and finished slipping into her more comfortable clothing.

She dug through her draws, soon finding a pair of darkish grey sweatpants and a navy t-shirt. Collecting them into her arms, she flounces down the stairs to be met with a lounging Jeff surrounded by food, blankets and enough pillows to fill a warehouse. She lets out a snort causing Jeff's attention to be instantly directed towards the girl and a wide yet playful grin to cross his face. "Took you long enough."

"Ha ha." Y/N replies in a sarcastic tone then proceeds to throw the clothing towards the sluggish lounger taking up the couch.

A quiet ‘oof‘ escaped his lips as the clothing hit the intended target that is his face. He removes the clothing from upon his head and his smile falters for a millisecond before turning into a prideful smirk, taking his bottom lip in-between his pearly whites, raking his eyes over her form. "Nice sweatshirt you got there."

"Shut up. It looks better on me anyways." She playfully retorts back at him to distract him from the item of clothing in question and the painfully obvious blush creeping back on to her cheeks.

"That I can agree on." He stands and smugly struts towards the bathroom to go change. As he walks away, he playfully pinches her hip before speaking again. "Why don't you set up the T.V. ready."

Once he's disappeared around the corner and the door to the bathroom can heard closing, Y/N releases a breath she hadn't realised she was holding. Walking towards the couch, fumbling with the ends of the shirt she wears, she sits down and reaches for the remote, readying Netflix and bringing up The Punisher for the marathon to begin.

A mere 2 minutes pass before Jeff returns, clad in his sweats and shirt. He plops himself on top of the couch and impossibly close to Y/N, bringing an arm to rest behind her as he pulls a blanket over with the other. Once fully settled into their mountain of comfort, Jeff finally grabs the T.V. remote and presses play.

"Buckle up baby, it's gonna be a long night."

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Through out each and every episode, Y/N couldn't help but let her mind wander and swim with thoughts, not truly paying attention to whatever Frank Castle is doing on screen.

'Was I really a terrible girlfriend?'...….'Should I be happy it's over?'...….'What's with all of Jeff's playful flirting?'...….'It's totally not flirting, right?'...….'He definitely does not like me like that'...….'Is it too soon to be thinking about Jeff like this?'...….

Y/N was so busy drowning in her own thoughts, she hadn't realised that Jeff has been trying to get her attention for the past few minutes nor that her eyes had glazed over and let slip a few salty tears. What truly broke her out of her revere was the gentle cupping of her cheek in a large, calloused hand wiping said tears with gentle strokes of the thumb.

She looked up through her long, delicate eyelashes and glassy irises to be met with the concerned gaze of Jeff. He had a sad smile on his face as he began to speak. "What's wrong Y/N/N?"

That's all it took for the dam to break and her body was wracked with sobs. Jeff brought her head towards his chest, burying her face into his shirt as he held her tightly, kissing the crown of her hair and cooing softly, telling her it's okay, that he's there and that he isn't leaving.

She bawled up his shirt tightly into her shaky hands, knuckles turning white, as her body trembled next to his. "wh-why wasn't....I-I-I g-good enough...?" Her voice broken, stuttering and hiccupping through her sentence, choking on her gut wrenching sobs and dry lump in her throat.

His heart broke watching the girl he loved look so fragile and in a state of distraught. He feels a knot in his chest tightening, the guilt that feels taking over. 'If only I had told her, she wouldn't have ended up hurt by him'. He takes fault in not having the courage to tell her his feelings before Justin got to her. If he had, she wouldn't have had her heart broken by some asshole who barely treated her right in the first place.

As he beats and berates his self on the inside, he exudes a strong and calming façade, trying to project any form of happiness on to her in the hopes she finds comfort.

"It's him who wasn't good enough. NEVER say you aren't good enough." She squeezes her eyes shut tightly, shaking her head and sniffling. "Th-then why'd he d-do it...?"

"Because he's a fucking asshole who never deserved you. He could never, in a million years, ever treat you how you rightly deserved to be treated. You're absolutely perfect and it kills me when you belittle yourself like that Y/N.

You're so beautiful. I could travel to any and every place on Earth and I could never find anything more beautiful than you. You're smart, kind, caring, compassionate, kinda a dork but there isn't a single thing I would change about you because I have and always will love you for who you are when you're yourself."

By this point, she's looking up at him with wide eyed, cheeks stained with dry tears, lips parted in shock.

He brings his hand up to reattach to her cheek, cupping it gently as he leans forward, resting his forehead against her, noses lightly touching. "I love you, Y/N Y/L/N and I wish you could see just how much."

In a surge of confidence and possibly fear, she closes the gap between them and crashes her lips on to his. She tugs at his shirt to bring him impossibly closer as their lips mould together perfectly. They relish on the feeling of their lips against the other.

All too soon, they reluctantly pull away, the need for oxygen too much. Leaning their foreheads back on to one another's, they heavily pant for breath, staring into each others eyes with what only could be described and love, lust, adoration and awe.

"I love you, Jeff." She whispers breathlessly, afraid that if she spoke any louder, all the air will rush out of her lungs, scared the moment would be over and a harsh reality would crash over her.

"I love you, Y/N." Although, as Jeff whispers just as quietly and just as breathless as her, she smiled at the realisation that this could possibly the beginning of something wonderful.

"I think I may be over him." A chuckle rumbles in Jeff's chest.

"I sure hope so, otherwise this is gonna be really fucking awkward and I didn't even need to Google that to know so." She giggles and projects a beaming smile. "I get that you might still need time but, I'd love if you would be my girlfriend and let me take you out on an actual date?" He smiled sheepishly as he asked.

His sheepish smile soon turned into an over ecstatic grin as she nodded her head furiously at him instantly. She stretched her neck up and kissed his cheek gently then settled back into the couch, snuggling into his side. He smiled down towards her and places a sweet, chaste kiss on her hairline before turning his attention back to the television screen, bringing her closer into his embrace.

Words couldn't truly describe their feelings in the moment but as Y/N and Jeff continued to cuddle, watching The Punisher with cheek splitting grins etched on to their faces, there was a sense of serenity and safety surrounding them. They felt at peace in each others arms.

Happy, content and at peace.

_______________ . . . . . I really hope you like this I mean, it's my third fic so don't expect my ideas or plot to be exceeding your expectations, yanno lmao Any and all constructive criticism is welcomed as always and I really do look forward to hopefully receiving some requests (I may actually know what I'm doing then) If you enjoyed this, please don't forget to press that lil like button as it could really help me out :D

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mightyavngrs · 4 years

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golden boy | jeff atkins x reader

summary: liberty's golden boy (also known as your designated best friend) has been ignoring you for a week now but you've had enough of that

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It all started with a text to your best friend. A simple "hey atkins! sorry but i can't make it to your practice today :/ Thomas asked me out to the movies and i have to get ready. good luck tho <3". You didn't think he would mind, really, you spent all your time with the golden boy, your best friend and partner in crime, an evening shouldn't change that. But here you were on the cafeteria having lunch with Clay and Hannah, the day after, and Jeff was nowhere to be seen. He wasn't at his usual spot next to your locker in the morning but you brushed it off thinking that maybe something had come up and he couldn't make it, but now, a few hours later, he still hadn't talked to you and you were starting to get worried.

"Earth to y/n!" Hannah called out waving a hand in front of your face. "What's wrong? You still haven't touched your food and you've been staring at that coke for 5 minutes."

"I'm good" you assured her, locking eyes with the brunette "It's just... Jeff hasn't talked to me yet today..."

"Really?" she asked with a mocking tone. "C'mon y/n he's probably just busy or something. I'm sure nothing happened."

"Yeah." Clay agreed "I heard something about the jocks having a meeting of some sort. He'll show up eventually."

"You're probably right..." you mumbled playing with your fork but something still felt wrong.

And you were right. A week had passed and still no word from liberty's golden boy. You had tried to talk to him multiple times but every time you came close he would just shrug you off coming up with some weak excuse to leave. Even on Saturday when you asked him to join you on a movie marathon he declined, mentioning something about tutoring with clay who you knew to be at the cleamont's on an extra shift to help pay for his mom's birthday present. You decided you'd had enough when Scott Reed came up to you one day, and asked you if you were going to some party taking place the following day.

"What party?" you'd asked with a confused look.

"What party? Jeff told me he had already asked you to come." he stopped, waiting for some sign of recognition on your features but after getting one more confused look, he proceeded. "Anyway, the party is at mine tomorrow. Make sure to show up ok? Everyone is going." he finished with a smile.

"Yeah i'll be there. Is Jeff going too?" you asked, hoping for an opportunity to finally talk to your best friend somewhere he couldn't just run away from.

"Yep. Mentioned something about needing to get drunk." he answered with a shrug, turning away to leave for his next class.

The party had finally come around and with it your chance to talk things out with the baseball player. You knocked on the door softly, being greeted by the smile of your friend Scott.

"You here early?" he asked letting you in.

"Yeah. I had nothing better to do and figured you could use some help setting things up." you smiled back at him.

"Appreciate it y/l/n" he thanked you with a fist bump.

A few hours had gone by and a couple beers in you were still going strong. The big house was crowded turning your task to find your best friend ten times harder and the fact that you were starting to get a bit buzzed didn't help. Struggling to make your way through sweaty bodies you finally took a stop when you found Hannah.

"Hey, girl! I've been looking for you for ages! You having fun?" the pretty girl asked taking your hands to make you dance with her.

"Yeah! Actually I've been looking for Jeff, have you seen him yet? This is like my only opportunity to talk to him somewhere he can't run away from you know?" you asked, swaying your body to the sound of the loud music.

"I think i saw him somewhere in the living room? Pretty sure he was playing some game with the others."

"Thanks, Han, i'll come back to you alright? Don't get too drunk." you warned winking at your friend before leaving to the living room picking up one more beer on your way.

When you finally got to your destination you immediately made out the figures of some of your friends, including Jeff, playing suck and blow, the card dangerously close to the pretty girl by your best friend's side.

"Jeff!" You'd managed to call out and as his head turned to you the girl dropped the card and pulled him into a kiss. You stood where you were, paralyzed by whatever the emotion you were feeling was, as tears threatened to run down your face. It felt like an eternity until Jeff pulled away and looked at you again, but this time instead of confusion, his eyes were filled with regret and worry. You finally woke up from your transe running away from the room and making your way to the backyard through watery eyes. But when you got outside a hand on your wrist stopped you from getting much further.

"Are you ok?" the concerned voice of your best friend was heard on top of the loud music coming from inside.

"Why do you care?" you asked rudely, yanking your arm away from his hold.

"Because i'm your best friend? What am i supposed to do ignore you-" he started, raising his voice, but stopped right as he realized his mistake.

"Yeah, ignore me! Like you've been doing for the past week! It wasn't a big deal then why should it be a big deal now?" At this point the few people at the backyard had already left leaving you and Jeff to your fight.

"Wait, so you get to hang out with other guys but i don't get to hang out with other people too?"

Shocked by his words and by how childish the boy was acting you kept yelling back. "Are you kidding me? I went out with one guy once!"

"Yeah and it was a fucking date!"

"You were kissing that girl just now for fuck's sake!" you yelled back at him.

"She was the one who kissed me but why do you even care?"

"Because i love you!" you finally snapped letting the tears you were holding back set free. "I love you but i know you could never love me back. That's why i went on that fucking date, to try to get over you! 'Cause you're liberty's golden boy, you are the most beautiful, funniest and sweetest guy i've ever met and you're way out of my league and sometimes... shit, sometimes you make me feel like i'm not good enough." you finally say, letting out a sigh while trying to stop a sob from escaping your lips.

And suddenly his hands are on your face, and his lips are on yours. And it takes you a second to process what's happening but once you do you start kissing back. His lips are soft and warm and it's like they were made to be on yours. And it's sweet but so needy and you can't help but be upset when you finally have to pull away for air as Jeff rests his forehead on yours before muttering.

"I love you too. That's why I was ignoring you. I couldn't bear being next to you thinking that you didn't like me back. I know it was selfish but-"

You pressed your lips to his to cut him off.

"It's fine." you mumbled tiredly after the alcohol and heat of the previous argument finally started taking the best of you.

"I hate it when we fight." he confessed, wrapping his arms around your waist while pressing you as close to him as possible. You wrapped you arms around his neck mumbling under your breath "You kinda started it."

"Hey!" he exclaimed with a pout, pulling away from the embrace to look in your eyes but you pulled him in right away. "I'm sorry" he mumbled into your neck after pressing a kiss to your soft skin.

"You're okay, Atkins." you chuckled lightly playing with his hair in means to calm him down. "Just hold me." you'd requested in a whisper.

The poppy music from inside had been replaced by slow songs, the teens' strategy to avoid noise complaints at the late hours, and you and the golden boy could finally find peace in each other's arms as you swayed to the muffled sound of lord huron's voice in the warm spring night.

a/n: thanks for reading <3

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lausscribbles · 7 years

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Chemical Reaction x Jeff Atkins

requested by girlinmanyfandoms123 ; Can you write an imagine where Jeff wants me to tutor him at chemistry and he comes to my house but the studying takes many hours and so I end up asleep on him and he stays for the night? We aren't still a couple but we have feelings for each other ;

[Y/N] had been nervously walking around her house, waiting for Jeff to come over. He had asked her earlier in the week if she wanted to tutor him in chemistry, since [Y/N] was on top of the class. She felt nervous about it because Jeff was, well, Jeff. [Y/N] had always found him attractive, to say at least. He was one of the only good guys in the school, and wasn’t a self-centered asshole like Bryce and his group of friends. [Y/N] looked at the table, where she had placed her books and notes, some paper and a few colored pencils. She didn’t quit get why Jeff had asked her, since he normally always had Clay to tutor him. She had seen them together in the library more than a few times. Maybe Clay was busy … Or maybe, silly, he wanted to ask you since he likes you, a little voice in her head whispered. But she wouldn’t dare to really believe that. And she didn’t had the time to think it over, since the doorbell rang, announcing Jeff’s arrival. [Y/N] walked to the door, making sure she wasn’t too fast, or too slow; and then opened up. ‘Hi!’ She greeted him, smiling. Jeff looked up at her and smiled back. ‘Hey, [Y/N]. Ready for some chemistry?’ He said, grinning. Did he … Just … ‘Yeah, sure,’ She laughed, letting Jeff inside. ‘Want anything to drink? We got homemade lemonade.’ ‘That sounds amazing,’ Jeff smiled again, dropping his backpack on the floor next to the chair he took a seat in. [Y/N] filled two glasses with lemonade in the kitchen, trying to calm down her heartbeat. When she walked back to Jeff, all her efforts had been for nothing. ‘Your notes are actually pretty sick.’ Jeff said admirable, while he flipped through her pages. ‘Oh, eh, thanks,’ [Y/N] said, a bit uncomfortable, placing down the two glasses and taking a seat on the head of the table, so Jeff was next to her, with a table corner between them. ‘Eh, just a question, why did you ask me? I mean, isn’t Clay your tutor?’ ‘He is,’ Jeff said, while twirling around a pencil he had just took out of his backpack. ‘But he didn’t have any time for me this week. Not that I’m mad about that.’ Jeff admitted, smiling. [Y/N] had no idea how to respond to that, so she decided to just not. ‘Let’s start then, huh?’ ‘Okay, okay, how about this one. What do you do with a sick chemist?’ [Y/N] looked at Jeff, while grinning. ‘Eh, I don’t know? Go to the doctor?’ Jeff said, laughing. ‘No!’ [Y/N] laughed, hitting Jeff with a pillow. ‘If you can’t helium, and you can’t curium, then you might as well barium.’ She grinned, looking at Jeff, while his smile got bigger and bigger, until the point he was laughing out loud. ‘That’s a pretty good one.’ He said between laughs. They had moved upstairs to [Y/N]’s room, since her parents had come home, and they still weren’t finished with the tutoring. Mainly because they had been telling chemistry puns for the last hour or so. ‘Okay, my turn,’ Jeff grinned. ‘What did one ion say to the other?’ [Y/N] smiled already, waiting for the answer. ‘I got my ion you!’ Jeff said, already laughing before even finishing the pun line. ‘Okay, okay,’ [Y/N] laughed, softly shaking her head. ‘Let’s stop making bad chemistry jokes.’ ‘We have to make bad chemistry jokes because all the good ones Argon.’ Jeff grinned. ‘That’s a good one, I have to admit,’ she laughed again. It had been a long time she had laughed this loud and long. Her stomach was hurting, but it was a good hurting. ‘I think you got the whole chemistry pun thing. Maybe it’s time we focus on the actually chemistry again.’ [Y/N] said, yawning right after she had finished the sentence. ‘How about we take a break?’ Jeff proposed. ‘I mean, I think I’m going to need more than today anyway to understand it all.’ ‘A break sounds good,’ she agreed, smiling. They pushed away their books from the bed, and leaned against the headboard. They talked about school and classes for a bit, but it was starting to get harder and harder for [Y/N] to stay awake. Her sleepless nights the last few weeks weren’t really helping out. Eventually, she couldn’t open up her eyes anymore, and gave up, falling asleep on with her head resting on Jeff’s shoulder.

The next morning, [Y/N] woke up, a bit disorientated, even though she was in her own bedroom. She was tucked in under her duvet, still fully clothed. Just when she was about to get up, her door opened up again. It was Jeff. He was still here? ‘You’re awake,’ Jeff smiled. ‘We have to be in school in about an hour. So you still have time to get ready and have some breakfast.’ ‘You stayed over?’ [Y/N] asked, frowning. ‘Yeah, eh,’ Jeff was starting to get red cheeks. ‘you kinda fell asleep on me, and I didn’t want to wake you up. It seemed that you needed that. I tugged you under, but I, eh, didn’t want to undress you because … Yeah.’ He nervously rubbed the back of his neck and looked back at [Y/N]. ‘Thank you,’ she smiled, appreciating that he had thought it through like that. She had heard stories, and was glad that she had been right about Jeff. ‘Eh, yeah, no problem. You shouldn’t have to thank me for it.’ ‘But I do.’ ‘That’s okay,’ Jeff said, a bit awkward. ‘So, I should go now. See you in school?’ ‘Of course!’ [Y/N] smiled, pushing the duvet of her body and standing up. ‘Oh, and [Y/N], think you could make some time for me to tutor me a bit more? I think I don’t understand it quit yet.’ ‘Sure, it’d be my pleasure.’ ‘And maybe we can go somewhere after? Like grab some food? As in, like, a date?’ [Y/N] wasn’t used to Jeff being this nervous. He usually was pretty smooth around girls. ‘A date?’ She whispered, now nervous too. ‘That’d be lovely.’ ‘Great!’ Jeff smiled, and all the nerves seemed to disappear. He started to walk out again, but then changed his mind and turned around. ‘Hey, [Y/N]? I think I got an ion you.’ He grinned, gave her a wink and walked away. There was the Jeff she knew again, she thought, while her heart seemed to beat faster than before and her whole body tingled with a new sort of sensation. Was this the chemical reaction called love?

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sophiewritesworld · 4 years

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Stalker, stalker - Montgomery de la Cruz

Requested by @bbbbbbb1111111112 : Heyyyy, can you do a Monty Imagine where the reader and him arent dating but he loves her and his Friends are calling him stalkerish and obsessed.The End is your choice ❤️🙏

Pairing : Montgomery x Reader

A/N: I am sorry for the loooooong delay ! Hope you like it !

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“You know your obsession for her is concerning?” It wasn’t a question. It was statement. Something Montgomery had been hearing a lot lately. This time it was Zach who spoke, tired of seeing him replaying your Instastory over and over again during lunch break. “Why don’t you just ask her out, dude?” He added.

Groaning, Montgomery simply shoved his phone in his jeans pocket and glared at his friend. “Shut up, Dempsey.” When he would start an argument on a good day, a fight on a normal day, this time he didn’t say much because he knew Zach was right. Everybody was right. He was slowly turning into a stalker, just like Joe Goldberg from YOU - Scott’s comparison, not his - and it was beyond concerning. But he couldn’t help it and it terrified him. Hell, he didn’t even know when this whole obsession thing started.

Maybe it was the day you accidentally bumped into him while headed to your locker, excusing yourself more than once as he helped you gather the books you dropped. “I was so into my book that I didn’t see you. I am sorry.” You said one last time before giving him a small smile and leaving. He remained silent the whole time, not able to say a word or remove his eyes from you. How come he never paid attention to you before ?

Or maybe it was the day he gave you a ride home when you got caught under the heavy rain after school a few weeks back. That day, you talked for the first time. An unexpectedly smooth conversation with a joke here and there that made you laugh. Yeah, your laugh was probably the beginning of all of this. Day after day, he found himself thinking of you more than he should, seeking to at least see you from afar, taking any opportunity that came his way to talk to you even for a second.

“What’s holding you from asking her out, Monty?” Scott asked, pulling the jock out of his thoughts.

“Ask who out?” Montgomery’s head snapped up to meet your smiling figure standing by their table. It was enough to make his heart beat faster, he was certain that if you got any closer to him, it was either going to stop beating at all or you could hear it. He tried to speak but no sound came out of his mouth. “None of my business, sorry.”

“Monty has this huge crush on this amazing girl, but he doesn’t know how to tell her.” Jeff grinned, eyes darting between you and Montgomery who was getting more and more embarrassed as Jeff spoke. “Could you maybe help him out with this? Ya know since you’re a girl and stuff…”

“Thanks for noticing I am girl, Atkins.”

“You’re very welcome, (Y/L/N).”

The first bell rang making all the boys, minus Montgomery, jump from their seats and head to their afternoon classes. “Are you okay?” You asked sitting next to him. The simple feeling of you being so close to him made him weak in the knees. Jesus, what was going on with him? Not a time in his whole entire existence a girl made him feel that way.

Sighing, he didn’t dare to look at you. “I don’t know…”

“Is it about the girl Jeff mentioned?”

“Yeah…” Wait did he just confirm the fact that he had a gigantic crush on you? Technically you didn’t know it was you Jeff was talking about. “Don’t you have class now?”

Smiling, you tilted your head to the side. “Are you trying to avoid this conversation, Mont?” This right there. ‘Mont’ nobody else called him that way but you and it made him smile whenever you did.

“Maybe…”

“I think you should tell her.”

“It’s not that easy.”

“Why so?”

“(Y/N) you know why.” He said still not looking at you, a bit of a shame coating his tone.

“I don’t know, enlighten me, please.” Maybe Montgomery didn’t have the best reputation. He was a hothead who got into more fights than all the boys around Evergreen ever did, and he certainly got into fights with all the boys from Evergreen. He didn’t do relationships, he was the one night-stand kind of guy who flirted with all the girls in Liberty, probably slept with more than half of them. “Let me tell you what I know.” You started listing everything good you noticed about him, from his loyalty to his friends to his dedication to baseball and football, how hard he worked to become captain of the team instead of Bryce. Speaking of the devil, you didn’t forget to mention that you saw him stand for many girls his former friend harassed whether it was at school or outside school. “That’s the Montgomery I got to know for the past… what? Two months.”

“And a half.” He added with a smile.

“Right, two months and a half.” You smiled before quickly kissing his cheek and adding. “Take your chances, stop hesitating.” Before he could react, you were out of his sight, sprinting towards your literature class. His fingers went to touch where your lips were seconds ago, still not sure if he was dreaming or not. Maybe he should take his chances with you, after all, you saw what nobody else did. As he walked out the cafeteria, he quickly typed a text message and hit send before shoving his phone back into his pocket. Seconds later, yours buzzed under the table while Mrs. Green was speaking about post war literature to which you didn’t pay much attention.

Are you free tonight ? - M

#montgomery de la cruz #montgomery de la cruz imagine #montgomery de la cruz x reader #monty de la cruz #reader insert #13 reasons why

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yourforgottenbookshelf · 4 years

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I Could Use A Hug Right Now- Big Brother! Jeff Atkins x Little Sister! Reader

Pairing: Jeff Atkins x Reader, Scott Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re about to break up with your boyfriend, but fortunately your big brother is there to comfort you.

Warnings: crying, I guess.

{Requested by anon}

A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates. Hopefully, I’ll be more active from now on.

You knew it was coming. Your relationship with Scott wasn't the same anymore. The past weeks you had grown quite apart. You wouldn't spend time together either would you talk to each other as much as you used to. It had drifted, and it left you cold. While the feelings were mutual, however, none of you would dare to make the first step for the breakup. That was until Friday morning when your boyfriend pulled you aside as you walked into the school building to have some private talk. You stood in front of your locker awkwardly as Scott coughed nervously to clear his throat. "Um..." he started, but quickly shut his mouth as he didn't know what to say. "Would you like to go out tonight?" he asked, staring at the floor. You gave him a hesitant nod and quickly walked away, trying to hold your tears back. You rushed down the hallway and into the girl's bathroom, which to your relief was empty. You broke down right there on the spot, sitting down against the wall and hugging your knees close to your chest. It hurt like hell that you couldn't do anything but to accept that two wondrous years spent with someone had come to an end. As you were sobbing quietly, you didn't notice Jessica walking in the bathroom. "Oh my gosh, Y/N!" she exclaimed as she kneeled by your side and took you in her arms, you exhaustively leaning at her shoulder. "What happened?" she gasped, but you didn't dare to answer, you just kept crying. While minutes went by, you could see that Jessica grew more worried as she didn't know what to do. "Should I get Jeff?" she suddenly asked, to which you softly nodded. You slowly broke free from the hug so that she could get up from the floor. No longer than three minutes later, your brother walked into the bathroom. He helped you up from the floor and hugged you tightly. "Shh... I got you. It's alright" he whispered. "It's Scott, isn't it?" he asked. "Yes," you replied, finally managing to calm down a little bit. Jeff whipped a tear from your face. "You'll be alright, baby girl," he said softly. "Now lets you home, shall we?" he asked. You agreed. For the rest of the morning, you cuddled and watched Netflix. By the time you were supposed to meet Scott, you felt a lot better because at the end of the day, no matter how bad things may get, you'll always have your big brother watching over you.

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tayrae515imagines · 5 years

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Jeff Atkins Masterlist

You’re my Forever and I’m Your Always X

In which Jeff is proud of his girlfriend for telling her side of the story.

#jeff atkins #jeff atkins x reader #jeff atkins x y/n #Thirteen Reasons Why #thirteen reasons why fanfic #thirteen reasons why one shot #thirteen reason why imagines #13rw #13 reasons why #13 reasons imagine

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pinkykitten · 4 years

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Brother’sHelp

13 Reasons Why

Jeff Atkins x Jensen! female reader

Warning: cursing

Specifics: fluff, comedy, jensen reader, drabble/blurb

People: jeff atkins, clay jensen, jessica davis, alex standall

Words: 886

Requested: By anon Hi oreo!! I just saw your requests for 13 reasons being open and wondered if I could request one. The reader is Clay's (or Justin's) little sister and he helps Jeff Atkins to ask her out. I know Jeff died but I love him so much! Thank you :)

Authors Note: oh lord! i love jeff / brandon so much like yall have no idea. my bby died so bad and so soon like bby noooooo!!!! this was so precious and light hearted like this show is very dark and i made it rainbows. god jeff is so cute like whyyyyyy im legit crying rn cuz im also listening to lovely from billie and khalid. WHY???????

You and Clay helped pick up the dirty dishes and wash them after dinner. Clay dried them while you rinsed them.

“So,” Clay, your older very protective brother, leaned against the counter. “You are going to the dance right?”

Your e/c eyes went from Clay’s to the suds that rested on your skin. Smiling you handed him a huge plate. “Yeah. Why you ask?”

“No I was just wondering.”

“Uh oh Clay wondering? Thats never a good sign.”

“Shut up,” Clay playfully bumped into you. “You know, there are a lot of people going and there will be a lot of, um, guys so like I wanted to know...”

“Are you asking who I’m gonna go to the dance with?” You finished with the dishes, wiping your hands on the towel and placing them on your hip. “Cause if you are. I’m going with Jeff.”

“Jeff? As in Jeff Atkins? As in my best friend?”

“Unless there is another Jeff then yep thats the one.”

“But he’s like really buff,” Clay said.

“Clay...what the h*ll does that have to do with anything?”

Clay was trying to find ways for you not to want to go out with Jeff. Jeff was a kind soul but he sometimes was wild and Clay didn’t want his little sister getting hurt or have any issues. He wanted you to stay little forever. Now you were growing into a woman and it scared him. “Why don’t you go with your friends?”

“Like every year? I don’t think so. I see the way Jeff looks at me and I think he likes me and I like him. I like that he’s nice and kind and he sweet to my brother. When he talks to me he makes me feel smart and he respects me. We talk but I’m too scared to ask him to go and to go on a date. So it probably won’t even work.” You sat gloomly at the table, resting your head in your hands.

Clay saw how down you were and felt bad. Jeff was good and he needed to let you fly in order for you to grow into an adult. All that Clay wanted was for you to be happy, besides he was going with someone, you deserved it as well and he was going to try everything possible to make it happen.

It was lunchtime in Liberty High. Clay was nervous. You were his baby sister. He protected you all his life and made sure nothing ever happened to you. He saw Jeff sitting with his group of friends and thought about ratting out. But then he remembered your face and he became determined. Walking right up to Jeff he sat his lunch tray beside him. “Can I talk to you for a sec?...Alone.”

Jeff signaled to the guys to leave and pointed to the spot next to him. “Proceed. If this is about that girl you like, listen you just need to be courageous-”

“No its not. Its about something else,” Clay was blunt. Right to the point. “I have a favor to ask you and I’m not forcing you.”

Jeff smirked as he was a little weirded out by Clay. “Okay.”

You walked into the lunch room and saw your brother talking to Jeff. “What the f*ck?” You said aloud. Trying to be stealthy you ran behind the garbage can but what you didn’t notice was Jeff saw you.

“What are you doing y/n?” Jessica asked as she ate her lunch.

“Oh this is where I eat now. You didn’t know?”

“Behind the garbage?” Alex questioned, raising his brow.

“Yep! Its nice and cozy and-”

“Smelly,” Alex stated.

You rolled your eyes and waited for Jeff to leave or for something!

“Look y/n has, well I don’t really know how to say this, but y/n really likes you. Like a lot.”

Jeff smiled big and bright hearing this because in all honesty he felt the same way. “Oh really? Does she now?”

“Yes, very much and she was wondering if you would go to the dance with her?”

“Why didn’t y/n ask me herself?”

“My sister is very, very, very shy and she’s had this crush on you since like forever so she’s kept this hidden for a long time.”

Jeff laughed completely fell for you, “I was going to ask y/n myself if she wanted to go.”

“Really?” Clay was surprised that he thought of you. “Well alright that settles it. Are you gonna go with her?”

“Wait right here,” Jeff ran to the garbage can you were at and peered over. “Hi y/n.” He was smirking.

You looked up and almost dropped your food. “H-hi there Jeff! You loo-look great!” You were screaming everything. You didn’t know what your brother told him. “I’m going to go n-now!”

“Wait!” Jeff grabbed a hold of your waist and kissed you on the lips. You almost turned into goo right there. He had that affect on you. “Will you go to the dance with me?”

Your lips were parted as you blushed. Still wanting more. “Yes, I would love to. I was gonna ask you that.” You put two and two together and realized your brother helped with all of this. “Clay!”

“That’s called brotherly love sis. Brotherly love.” He ruffled your hair.

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13rwbabes · 5 years

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Montgomery x Reader (Part 20/?)

MASTERLIST

Soooo…

Here is part 20, I was very excited about that one, I hope you like it as well even though it’s not 100% how I was imagining it in my head (I think it’s always that hard, when you have high expectations about something you’re doing, you’re never really satisfied).

Anyway, when I was putting myself in mood for writing this part I was listening to Dress by Taylor Swift because the lyrics fit soo much - here (I even stole one).

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My mum was definitely was more excited than me about this whole prom thing. She woke me up at 9 and assured me that breakfast and dinner (that I absolutely have to eat before I leave) will not make me look bloated (not that I cared).

Montgomery didn’t answer my text last night. Not that I expected him to do so. Besides, what can you reply to No problem.

Jessica called me before I even had chance to finish my breakfast in peace.

“Hello?”, I answered.

“I’m just calling to make sure you didn’t change your mind and are still coming to a prom”, she said.

“Yea, I’m coming”, I sighed.

My mum gave me warning look. My dress was gorgeous, but was also very expensive and my mum agreed to pay only if I sweared I’ll go to the prom.

“Just Jess… Don’t have any expectations about tonight, okay? I don’t have. I’m in peace and I decided I’m going there to have fun with my friends”

“But…”

“Jess”, I said through my clenched teeth.

“Okay, I promise”, I could almost hear her rolling her eyes. “I will not say a word about Montgomery. I swear. Montgomery? I don’t know him”.

I laughed a little.

“Bye, see you later”.

The day passed faster than usually. I barely blinked and was standing in front of tallest mirror in the house where mum, dad and I could look at me at the same time. I was wearing short, loose golden dress with spaghetti straps. I curled my hair in loose waves and had goldish-brown smoky eye. I also started counting hours until I will be able to take off the heels.

“Oh, sweetie…”, my mum whispered. “You look amazing”.

“Mum, I swear, if you’re gonna cry”, I roll my eyes. “It’s not even homecoming, it’s just winter prom.”

“I know, I know…”, she sighed. “Ugh, you’ll have your own child, you’ll understand.”

“Y/N”, my dad spoke, “you look beautiful”, he said with a smile.

“Thank you”, I smiled.

We heard honking on our driveway.

“It’s Jeff, I have to go”, I put on my leather jacket and went down the stairs.

“Have fun!”, Mum and dad said standing at the front door when I was walking to Jeff’s car.

He was waiting inside with, his girlfriend Leah. I felt like a massive third wheel and assured him I can drive on my own or ask mum or dad, but he was so stubborn about it.

“Hi, guys”, I said as I sat on backseat.

“Hey, you look great”, Jeff said.

“Watch your language, Atkins, your girlfriend is listening”, I joked.

“That dress is bomb”, Leah said.

“Thank you”, I smiled at her. “I love your braid”.

We got to school, but I decided I won’t be third wheeling with them walking to the dance, so instead I went to my locker to put my jacket in there.

I took deep breath and walked in to the dance. I was looking around trying to find someone familiar until I finally spotted Jess, waving at me like a crazy person.

“Oh my God, you look amazing”, she hugged me.

“Thanks”, I smiled.

“I know I promised not to say a word but… Turn around. But don’t make it obvious.”

“Okay, so umm, where’s Justin?”, I said while looking around.

I spotted Monty. He was standing with jocks, staring at me. Suddenly he realised I was looking at him and looked in different direction.

“Listen, the first moment he saw you, I swear, his knees got weak”, Jess said. I didn’t answer anything, just smiled at her.

“Wow, Y/N, I wouldn’t recognize you”, Justin came up with drinks.

“Is there something extra in it?”, I asked taking cup from him.

“Duh”, he chuckled.

***Monty’s POV***

I came to this stupid prom way too early. I was standing on the side with guys, they were commenting appearance of every girl that walked in. But I didn’t care. The only person I cared about was Y/N. I swore to myself that if see her today and I get that gut feeling again I will talk to her. I will tell her fucking everything even if once again it’ll end up with her telling me that I destroy everything and it won’t change. Jeff and his girlfriend came. But Y/N wasn’t with them. It didn’t make sense, he was picking her up on his way here for sure, why didn’t she came in with them? Did she ditch prom? No, impossible, Jessica was giving her so much crap about it, she would come here or Jess would never leave her alone.

“Wow, look at her, man, she won”, I heard one of the boys.

I looked in the same direction they were looking and there she was. She was looking liks a goddess. She always looked great in general, but that dress was doing her huge favour. She had a bit of some sparkly shit on top of her cheeks that made her look angelic. Llittle part of me that was bastard who had no right to be jealous, wanted to get her out of here only so other boys wouldn’t look at her. Y/N quickly walked to Jess, they hugged. Jessica said something, Y/N mumbled something back while looking down and putting hair behind her ear, so more than probably Jess complimented her and she couldn’t take it, as always. Y/N looked around, mentioning something about Justin (what I read from movements of her lips because now I apparently turned into psycho) and then her eyes met me. Jesus, she looked so beautiful it almost hurt. I should’ve walked up to her, take her away from Jessica and tell her whole fucking truth. Instead, she smiled a little at me and I quickly looked away with huge tangle in my stomach. Well played, Monty…

*** Y/N’s POV***

I drank whole drink at once, because apparently I was more nervous than I thought. I didn’t know I was nervous at all.

“I’m going for a refill”, I said.

“It’s in red bowl.”

“Just take it slow, Y/N”, Jess said.

“She’ll be fine”, I heard Justin talking to her as I was walking away.

I was pouring myself a drink when someone stood next to me.

“Hey, Y/N”.

I looked up.

“Oh, hey Scott”, Scott was one of the baseball jocks, we were familiar with each other but never really talked.

“Nice dress”, he said.

“Thanks”, I smiled nervously. Okay this was weird. We almost never talked to each other and suddenly he comes up to me, starts conversation and complements my dress.

“Umm… Would you like to dance?”

“Oh, well, no one is dancing, you know?”, I pointed at the back, where literally everyone was standing I small groups and just talking.

“Yeah, I don’t mean like now, but later?”

“Oh, okay, but why did you ask now and not later?”, I asked.

“I probably wasn’t suppose to tell, but I made a bet with Troy who will dance with you first, so… you know…”, as he was talking he started to realize it sounds bit silly.

“Okay”, I laughed a little.

Suddenly Monty walked up.

“Yo, Scotty, Bryce was looking for you. He and guys went behind the bleachers”, he said .

“Oh, cool, I’m going”, Scott nodded. “Y/N, we have a deal”, he pointed at me and walked away.

“You’re not going?”, I asked because Mintgomery still stood next to me but didn’t say a word.

“No, I don’t feel like smoking today.”

I nodded and looked around nervously.

“So, um, what’s the deal with Scott?”, he asked, looking around, trying to sound relaxed but I could see vein on his neck pulsing.

He was stressed. He was talking to me. About another guy. And was stressed about that. I bit my lips trying not to smile.

“He made a bet with Troy who will dance with me first”, I shrugged. “I don’t know why did they come up with that…”

“Yoo look beautiful”, he said suddenly.

“Thank you”, I smiled and I could feel I started blushed. “Well”, I cleared my throat, “you look good too. That suit? Nice one, de la Cruz.”

“Thanks”, he was looking down at his feet.

“Come oonnn! Y/N!!”, Jess came up, put my cup on the table and took my hand. “Come on, its our song, let’s daaanceeee”

I gave Monty apologising smile as she was pulling me away.

“What the hell, Jess?”

“We can’t give you to him on a golden plate”, she said.

“We? And besides what are you talking about?”, I shook my head. “He came up to me, he started talking to me, because he wanted to do so, what more do you want?”

“He walked up to you to make Scott go away”, she rolled her eyes. “He needs to try harder. Now, dance, he’s watching”

I sighed.

“Whatever”, I mumbled.

Me, Jess and Sheri dance a few songs, then Scott came up.

“Hey, do you remember?”, he asked.

“Yeah, sure”, I nodded.

We danced two songs together, then I remembered I left my phone in my jacket.

“It was really nice, thank you for not trying to put hands on my ass”, I said.

He laughed.

“Can I ask you something?”

I nodded.

“When I told you I made a bet with Troy, you could easily told me and him to go to hell but you agreed?”

“Well… First of all, because I’m quite naive I believed that dance means dance and not trying to having your hands all over my body, which was correct. Second of all, I still decided to dance with you, even though you kind of broke the rules of bet, because you didn’t make any comments when that stupid list came out. Unlike Troy.”

“Cool, thanks”, he smiled and nodded.

I went to my locker. Hall was a little bit scary, because it was dark outside, half of the lights were off and I was alone there. At least that’s what I thought.

“Well, well, well, look who’s here”, I heard Bryce when I was opening my locker.

I rolled my eyes before I turned to him.

“Hey”, I tried to sound neutral.

“Damn, Y/N, you look so hot”, he said standing way too close to me.

“Can you take a step back? I don’t know what the hell did you smoke but it stinks.”

“We were trying some new stuff”, he said but didn’t move. “I like you, you know? Good looks, sharp tongue, that’s good mix”, he said moving even closer.

“I wish I could tell the same about you. Now seriously take a step back, Bryce”

“Oh come”, he put my hair behind my ear. “Don’t be so tense.”

Okay, Bryce was annoying 99% of the time, but this time he was making me feel seriously uncomfortable and I needed to came up with something that would make me leave him alone. Risk was high, because I knew Monty told everything about us to Justin and Zach, but I wasn’t sure if he was talking to Bryce.

“I would say one word about this to Montgomery and he would fucking kill you”, I said.

“You mean my best friend Montgomery?”, he chuckled. “

"Well, if he’s your best friend then you know I’m right”, I said giving him a daring look.

“Come on, we’re just messing around”, he laughed but took a step back.

“Well, find someone else to mess around”, I said as I shut my locker and quickly walked away.

I got my to the dance, Jeff walked up.

“Hey, you’re good?”, he asked concerned.

“Yeah, Bryce was just talking his shit. Nevermind.”

“Okay”, he nodded his head. “Do you know what haven’t happen yet today? We haven’t dance together”, he took my hand and pull me in the middle of the crowd.

“Come on, Atkins, where’s you girlfriend? Dance with her?”, I moaned.

“She’s in toilet. Stop talking. Dance”, he ordered.

And I did. Dancing with Jeff was pretty much like contest of weird dance moves and making silly faces and I loved it. We had the best time and we didn’t care if other people are watching. We hugged at the end and we heard voice saying, “May I?”

I turned and saw Montgomery.

“She’s yours”, Jeff smiled and walked away.

“Hi”, I said quietly. He smiled at me.

“And we sloooow dooown a little bit”, Tony, today also known as DJ, said and played slow song. As if it couldn’t get any more awkward.

Montgomery put his hands on my waist, I hold my breath for a second because of the feeling of his hands on my body. God, I missed it. I put my hands around his neck. We started dancing slowly.

“So…”, we both started talking at the same time.“

"You go first”, he said.

“Are you feeling better about yesterday?”, I asked. I needed to break the awkward silence and this was all that came up to my mind.

“Yeah, yeah, I am. You are right, it’s just one game”, he shrugged.

“Good”, I nodded.

“Listen… Remember on New year’s Eve when I told you you were the best friend I have ever had?”

“Yes”, I said.

I could swear my hands started sweating.

“Let’s go back to this. I liked having you around. I liked having a friend in you…”

No. I didn’t wanted to go down that road again. I didn’t want to have a friend in him. I mean, I wanted. But I wanted something more.

“I don’t want you like a best friend”, I interrupted him. “I was so stupid and I should do it long time ago… Instead of ending this thing between us and making this whole mess.”

He was looking at me confused.

“I don’t want you like a best friend. I want more…”, I was looking him deep in the eyes. “And I wanted more for so long, but I was coward and pushed you away over and over again”, I was talking when suddenly he put one of his hands in my hair, the other one that was still in my waist pulled me closer and he kissed me.

At first in shock, but I felt like some tension, I wasn’t even aware of, left my body, maybe I even sighed with relief. If we were in a movie that moment, camera would spin around the two of us.

This kiss was different than any kisses before when we were making out. It was soft, delicate and gentle almost as if Monty was careful.

“God, you’re silly”, he whispered after kiss and rested his forehead on mine.

“Huh?”, I mumbled with my eyes still closed.

“How could you not notice that I’m all about you? I’m crazy about you. I’m not great in those big words but… I feel vulnerable when I’m with you. You’re my safe place, Y/N”, he said looking me deep in the eyes.

“I… I…”, I stuttered. But I couldn’t find right words. Instead I tightened my hands hugging him and hid my face in crook of his neck.

“Do you want to get out from here?”, he said into my ear. I nodded.

Monty took my hand and led me through crowd towards the exit. Just before we left I spotted Jess and Sheri smiling at us. We took my jacket from locker, left the school and walked straight, holding hands for the whole time. We were walking in silence, but this silence was different. It felt good.

***

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Not Even Tired [J.A.]

Request: Can I request a Jeff Atkins X reader, where Y/N gets drunk (happy/giggly drunk) at a party and he takes her home and looks after her and it’s all cute and fluffy please. I adore your writing and you’re super talented xx

Please don’t plagiarize my work!

Word Count: 636

“I’m fine, seriously! I’m not even tired!”

Jeff chuckles at your words, rolling his eyes lightly as you pout up at him. With his hands settled comfortably on your hips, Jeff purses his lips, as if questioning if you really believed the words you spoke.

While you may be fine in some aspects, you were certainly drunk. Your heavy lidded and glossy eyes, the way your words slurred and the giggles that continuously poured past your lips were enough to inform Jeff of that fact. You could barely stand up right on your own, as well, using Jeff’s body as a leaning post as you blinked up at him with a small giggle.

“Jeff,” you whine, letting his name roll off the tip of your tongue for a moment longer then necessary. “I’m having fun, what’s wrong with that?”

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Jeff assures, shifting you in his grasp so his arm is wrapped around your waist. You let your head fall against his shoulder, your lips still pursed into a small pout as Jeff lets his eyes wander across the crowd, trying to find a route outside. “It’s just you can barely stand without tripping over your own two feet,” he explains, raising a brow your way before taking a step forward. “So, i’m taking you home.”

“Does that mean I get cuddles?”

Jeff’s eyes lower to yours once again, a small smile growing on his lips at the puppy-dog look you send his way. You’re batting your eyelashes up at him, your lips curved up in a innocent smile, acting as if you weren’t extremely drunk, and your right hand was resting on his chest, playing with the collar of his shirt with gentle movements.

If Jeff would’ve planned on saying no (which he hadn’t), you definitely would’ve changed his mind then.

“If,” Jeff begins, smirking confidently. “You let me take you home.”

“If it means cuddles, then yes!” You exclaim, your voice pitching in excitement slightly. Chuckling, Jeff shakes his head, taking another step and then another, leading you through the crowd of sweaty, drunk and loud teenagers that surround the area. Eventually, the two of you make it to the front door, Jeff easily leading you over to his car and helping you slide into the passenger’s seat.

When he takes his place in the driver’s seat, you instantly lean over to him; “cuddle time!”

Jeff turns his head, hands slipping from the steering wheel to smile down at you. ”Not yet, love,” he whispers, moving you to set up properly and leaning over to help you buckle your seat belt. “We have to get back to your place first.”

“Then we cuddle?”

“Yes,” Jeff snorts, “then we cuddle.”

“Yay!”

Rolling his eyes, but unable to stop the wide grin that hasn’t left his lips, Jeff turns his attention back on the front of his car, moving to turn on the engine. You continue to grin happily next to him, eventually moving to lean your head against the window as Jeff begins to pull out.

You reach home sooner than Jeff would’ve thought. Before he knows it, he’s helping you up to your bathroom, mentally thanking the fact that your parents weren’t home at how clumsy and loud you were being. But, by the time you reached the top of the stairs, you’re practically passed out in Jeff’s arm, letting him lead you over to your bed with ease.

And as Jeff promised, the moment you’re situated, he crawls in under the blankets next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close.

When he looks down, you’re already fast asleep.

Snorting, Jeff brushes back some hair that has fallen into your eyes, tucking it behind your eye with a warm smile.

Not even tired, my ass.

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