ok im home. and to paraphrase one p/hoebe b/ridgers (im just putting slashes thru her name so no one sees it in search lol i feel neutral about her and her music) i am experiencing motion sickness both physically and emotionally. except the emotional part is less motion sickness and more heartsickness đâïž
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JACOB KNOWS JACOB KNOWS JACOB KNOWS JACOB KNOWS JACOB KNOWS
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a PROUD bimbo relishing in all his adoration!!
hes so girlypop
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Comfort time, time to think about all my f.inal fantasy 13 f/oâs đ„°
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Summary: Your lab partner, Eddie Munson, might be the most irritating person in your life. But when he unexpectedly comes to your rescue at a party, his chivalry is too hard to resist.
A collaboration with the absurdly talented @corroded-hellfire đ„°
WC: 3.8k
Warnings: smut (18+ only, minors DNI), fem!Reader, enemies-to-lovers, drinking, Billy Hargrove being a douche, fighting, blood, praise, fingering, accidental voyeurism if you squint, unprotected p in v, fluff because Red & I are some corny motherfuckers
Thank you @blueywrites for your idea that upped the spice đ¶ïžđ¶ïž
Divider credit to @saradika
âOkay, so we need to mix the magnesium with hydrochloric acid,â you start, carefully measuring each substance and pouring them into a test tube, âand then we light the splint and see if it creates a squeaking noise.â
âRight,â Eddie says, not bothering to hide his disinterest. âAnd, uh, why are we doing this, exactly?â
You clench your jaw and exhale through your nose. Eddie getting under your skin is bad enough, but if he knew how much he annoyed you, heâd likely double down.Â
âWeâre testing for the presence of oxygen,â you say with as much patience as you can muster. âAnd you need to wear safety goggles.â
He rolls his eyes and mimics you in a high-pitched and highly unflattering tone. âYou need to wear safety goggles.âÂ
He reaches for the matches, but you pull them away before he can grab them.Â
âIâm serious.â
Eddie scoffs. âPlease. Weâre not even blowing shit up. Besides, I have a gig tonight, and Iâm not getting on stage with goggle marks on my face.â
Now itâs your turn to roll your eyes. âYeah, Iâm sure thatâll be the difference between your shitty band getting a record deal or not.â
âWhatever.â But he begrudgingly snaps on the protective gear, and you hand over the matchbox and the splint.Â
âSo just liâseriously?â You watch, dumbfounded, as Eddie strikes a match and uses it to light the cigarette perched between his lips. Where had he kept it this whole time?
âWhat?â He asks with a smirk. âThereâs, like, a million of these left. Iâll use the next one for the experiment thingy.â
He doesnât get that far; Ms. OâDonnell marches over and yanks out the cigarette, snuffs it in the tray, and orders him to the principalâs office.Â
Leaving you to complete your work alone. Again.Â
Last week, it was because heâd kicked his feet up on the table and took a swig of Mountain Dew from a beaker. The week before, heâd blown up a rubber glove like a balloon and popped it right in Jason Carverâs ear, causing him to shatter a test tube on the ground.Â
You often felt more like a babysitter than a lab partner.Â
What you needed was a night out, so the party Steve Harrington was throwing tonight could not come any sooner. It wasnât your usual scene, but all of your friends were going, and it certainly beat raiding your parentsâ liquor cabinet alone.Â
Music blasts from an overpriced stereo system as you pull up to Steveâs house. Barely audible over the reverberating bass is the sound of drunken cheering as someone does a kegstand. You sigh, plaster a smile on your face, and make a beeline for the punch bowl.Â
Heather Holloway ladles jungle juice into an already pink-stained cup; youâre grateful for at least one kind face in a sea of Hawkins High students and recent graduates.Â
âHeather, hi!â You smile at her, plucking a new cup from the stack and filling it nearly to the brim. âHowâs college?â
Heather takes a sip, wrinkling her nose at the vodkaâs pungency. âWay better than high school,â she says with a laugh. âIâm taking an intro to biochem, and my lab partner actually shows up.â
You raise your glass in a mock toast. âMaybe you could take mine. Heâs more trouble than heâs worth.â
She laughs. âCanât be worse than when I was stuck with The Freak last year. He never showed up to class.âÂ
âReally?â
âMhm. And Ginny Anderson was his lab partner during his first senior year, and he pulled the same shit.â
Lucky them, you think wryly. Guess he decided to be a star student for his third go-around.Â
Frat boy-style cheering echoes from behind you and when you spin around you see Billy Hargrove strutting through the crowd, towards the kitchen. He throws a wink to a few girls and slaps five to one of the guys on the basketball team. If heâs coming into the kitchen, itâs the last place you want to be.
The living room is smoky and loud, but it beats getting stuck next to the booze with a jackass like Hargrove. Every thump of the bass has the little sips of alcohol youâve taken sloshing around in your stomach. Itâs hard to tell where youâre going or even what direction youâre going with so many people, so you just keep wading through groups until finally you come upon some space to breathe.Â
Unfortunately, this space brings you right back to where you began: in front of the kitchen. Just in time for Billy to sidle up next to you, the scent of whiskey and tangy cologne wafting off of him in waves.Â
âWhere have you been all my life?â he asks, as if itâs supposed to be charming instead of nausea-inducing.Â
âWas better a second ago,â you mumble, not caring if he hears you or not. But when you move to step away from the blonde, the smarmy look slips from his too-pretty face and is replaced with a mask of set determination.Â
Strong fingers curl around your wrist, just tight enough to cause the barest amount of pain. The audacity and possessiveness are what piss you off the most, though.Â
A gentle tug of your arm does nothing to free it from his grip, so you try a little harder. Still nothing.
âLet go,â you seethe. The words are biting, but youâre a chihuahua up against a doberman.Â
Somehow, above your pulse pounding in your ears and the music thumping throughout the large house, you hear the distinct clang of a metal lunchbox snap shut and heavy boots on polished wood floors headed in your direction.Â
You sense Eddie over your shoulder before he appears in your peripheral vision. A moment hangs in the air where he and Billy stare at one another, and you watch them both, unsure of what is about to happen.Â
Eddie steels his jaw, unmoving. âLet her go,â he says, a slight rasp in his tone.Â
The jock remains unfazed, unthreatened. âShouldnât you be worshiping Satanâs asshole, Freak?â
âShouldnât you be worshiping Tommyâs? Or does he only worship yours?â
A cacophony of laughter stirs up an anger inside of Billy. He grabs Eddie by the jacket collar and slams him against the counter. âIf you donât fuck off in the next three seconds, Iâll kick you ass so hard that your uncle wonât even be able to identify your body.â
Eddie smirks. âOneâŠtwoââ
Billyâs fist crashes into Eddieâs cheek with a sickening crack. Eddie returns with a punch to Billyâs abdomen, but not before his face sustains a few more hits.Â
Shock loosens its grasp on you and you call out for help, knowing itâs no use getting in the middle of their brawl. SomeoneâTommy H, maybeâis chanting âfight!â and it takes all of your willpower not to clock him yourself.Â
Billy finally lets up when Eddie falls to the floor, clutching his stomach in agony. âMaybe next time, youâll mind your fucking business,â he spits through his split lipâone of the few punches Eddie managed to land.Â
His smarminess is enough to provoke a reflexive response in you. As he gloats, you deliver a swift kick square to his crotch. A choked whine slips from Billyâs parted lips as he doubles over. You snort a laugh to yourself thinking about how the dumbbell is probably going to spin this story so he doesnât seem like any less than the King of Hawkins High in front of his fellow party-goers. Heâll never be able to take away your satisfaction at using a pair of your nicest shoes to crush Billyâs balls though.Â
Eddie is still on the ground, wiping blood thatâs trickled out of his right nostril onto the back of his sleeve. Turning your back to Billy, you bend down and offer your hand to Eddie. He accepts it with a weak smile and you help him to his feet.Â
âAre you okay?â you ask.
âNothing I canât handle,â Eddie says with a shrug and a sad smile that knots your stomach. Heâs been hurt worse than this?
Unable to follow that train of thought, you reach out and slip your hand into Eddieâs. You give a small tug and he readily follows you down the hall of the Harrington home, the thumping beat of the bass becoming softer the further you walk.Â
In the back corner of the house you manage to find a bathroom thatâs not occupied by someone puking the mixture of alcohol theyâve consumed or a couple hooking up, going at it like wild animals. This one looks like itâs been hardly touched all night and you click the lock into place once you and Eddie are inside.Â
Eddie takes a seat on the closed toilet lid, his calloused fingers coming up to gently touch the gash right across his chin. He winces at the tenderness of the wound while you crouch down and look in the cabinets underneath the sink for a first aid kit.Â
âAh, here we are,â you announce as you pull out the small white box with the red cross on it. On your knees, you shuffle over towards Eddie and slide the kit along with you. âItâs not so bad,â you tell Eddie as you dab some rubbing alcohol on a small swath of gauze. âThe face just bleeds more becauseââ
âBecause the blood vessels in the face are so close to the skin,â Eddie finishes for you.Â
âWow,â you say, raising your eyebrows at him. âIâm impressed.â
âWe are in the same science class, you know,â Eddie teases with a playful smirk. It quickly turns to a grimace though as you begin to dab at his wounds.Â
âI thought I recognized you from the seat next to mine,â you joke back. Thereâs silence for a few moments while you clean off all the excess blood and bandage up the open cuts. âWhy are you suddenly interested in science this year? I mean, I was talking to Heather before and she said you never showed up when you were her lab partner. So, what? Renewed attempt to graduate?â
âUh,â Eddie says with an awkward chuckle. He avoids your eyes and rubs his hand along the back of his neck. âSomething like that.â
âGot the hots for OâDonnell?â
He belly laughs at that thought, grimacing at the pain it causes. âFuck, no!â He shakes his head. âShe looks like a walrus and a naked mole rat had some sort of freaky baby.â
You wrinkle your nose. âEw.â
âYou were the one who suggested Iâm into her,â Eddie rebutted, and fairly so.Â
âI didnât make you compare her to aââ
A loud crash stops you mid-sentence, followed by someone drunkenly lamenting, ânot the punch!â
âWeâre probably safer hiding out in here for a bit,â Eddie says softly, âunless you want to volunteer to clean up whatever mess they made.â
âI think cleaning up your mess is more than enough for tonight.â To punctuate your point, you swipe a clean piece of gauze over a small cut youâd previously missed. âBesides, I wanna know whatâs suddenly got you showing up to class.â
Eddieâs eyes roam your body far more conspicuously than heâd like, but the attention fills you with a newfound warmth. âYou.â He snorts out a little laugh, startling you slightly. âFuck, Iâm drunker than I thought.â
âW-Wait.â You fight off the embarrassment that accompanies your stuttered words. âIâm the reason âŠ?â
He noticed your reaction, mistaking disbelief for discomfort. âDoes that make thingsâŠdoes that make you feel weird?â Nerves marr whatever joking tone he was trying to convey.Â
All you can do is shake your head. âNo. It makes thingsâŠgood.â Good insufficiently describes your reaction, though part of you waits for the other shoe to drop. Itâs a prank, his way of getting back at you forâ
A hooked finger in the belt loop of your jeans snags your attention, Eddie gently tugging you closer to him. âAnd now?â
âStill good. Better, actually.â Resting one hand on his sore chest, you lean in and add, âwill it hurt if I kiss you?â
âDonât care.â
Despite him not caring, you certainly care if youâre going to hurt him or not. Your mouth moves slowly towards his, lips just barely brushing against each other as your breaths co-mingle. Itâs not enough for Eddie though, and he presses his lips against yours with more force, stealing the air from your lungs as your body melts against his. The back bathroom at the Harrington household is not something you wouldâve considered romantic before, but right now itâs the only place you want to be. Tucked away in the corner with Eddie, trading explorative kisses as your hands roam each other's bodies.Â
Your body buzzes when Eddieâs tongue sweeps against yours, heat immediately pooling between your legs.Â
Instinctively, gingerly, you press your torso to his, one trembling finger hooking into his belt loop. A moan escapes you, soft but saturated with need. Eddie clocks it immediately.Â
âMhm.â His smile threatens to break the kiss. âThatâs it.âÂ
You feel the button of your jeans unfasten, the sound of unzipping music to your ears. His hand slips between the denim and the newly exposed lace of your panties, grin widening when it reaches the damp patch.Â
Eddieâs hardness strains against the confines of his own pants, and you rush to relieve that ache. His exhale when you touch himâover his boxers, but not as gently as he touches youâmakes you even wetter.Â
âGotta have you.â He toys with your waistband but doesnât explore further until he hears your âyes,â pathetic and whimpering but consent nonetheless. âGood girl,â he growls, sending a shiver coursing through you.Â
The pads of his fingertips find your clit without struggle, rubbing precise circles over it that have you groaning his name. âEvery time you say my name from now on,â he murmurs, âIâm gonna think about this.â
âEddie, Eddie, Eddie.â Itâs part taunt and part truth; only his name is on your mind. Your back arches against the sink, porcelain digging into your skin, but you barely notice.Â
One strong hand reaches for the strap of your tank top, pulling it down so harshly that the fabric tears. He mutters a soft swear, tugs the rest of the shirt down until your bra is completely visible.Â
âFuckinâ perfect.â Eddie kisses your chest, groaning when the sensation of his lips causes you to squeeze his throbbing cock. âCareful, or Iâllââ
Heâs interrupted by the door swinging wide open, Billy and Heather wrapped around each other in drunken lust. Billyâs eyes widen, their blueness dulled from the liquor, when he sees that the bathroom is currently occupiedâand by whom.Â
The intrusion startles you as well, but youâre much quicker at recovering than the inebriated asshole gaping at you from the doorway.
âGet the fuck out!â you hiss.Â
Heather turns her head to look in your direction, as if she hadn't been aware there was anyone else in the bathroom until youâd spoken up. Itâs clear sheâs had quite a few more drinks since youâd seen her in the kitchen.
Whether itâs the alcohol, the shock, or his own stupidity, Billy doesnât make a move towards leaving, let alone tug Heather along with him. The blonde shakes a few curls out of his eyes, causing Heather to reach up and twirl one around her finger.
âJesus Christ, is this douche even capable of hearing a woman if she isnât moaning his name?â Eddie mutters to you before rounding on the drunken pair and raising his voice. âThe lady said out. Now.âÂ
Something finally snaps Billy out of his dazed state and he curls his lip, giving the two of you a half-hearted sneer. He pulls Heather out of the doorway so quickly that it looks like she gets whiplash as he slams the door closed behind them.Â
Eddie leans over and locks the door, giving the knob a twist for good measure. âDo me a favor, honey?â His voice is a ribbon of silk down your spine. âTurn around so youâre facing the mirror.â
You do as he says, hands planted on the sink ledge. Your shirt is torn, make-up smudged, and youâre out of breath from the impromptu make out session. Ducking your head, youâre determined to avoid your reflection until tobacco-scented words tickle your ear from behind.Â
âBe a good girl and look at yourself while I fuck you.â Eddie moves your thong over, exposing your pussy, and exhales with a tremble. His middle finger glides over your folds before pushing into you slowly. âYou got wetter when I called you a good girl, didnât you?â
âMhm,â you manage, stifling a moan as his ring finger joins his middle.Â
A teasing pout graces Eddieâs lips. âSuch a good girl. And only for me.â
âOnly for you,â you echo.Â
He taps the head of his cock on your bare ass, leaving drops of pre-cum in his wake. âGotta be inside you,â he growls. âGotta fuckinâ feel what a good girl you are.â
The sensation of his cock dragging down along your folds mixed with him knowing just what to say to get you squirming has you dropping your head forward with a soft whimper. A strong, calloused hand quickly finds its way up to your throat though, and presses with just enough pressure to remind you that youâre supposed to be looking at yourself in the mirror.Â
When you lift your head, youâre greeted by the sight of a smirking Eddie behind you in the mirror.
âAtta girl,â he praises.Â
At a torturously slow pace, Eddie begins to push inside of you. A guttural groan slips past your gritted teeth as he stretches your walls, the pleasure causing you to curl your toes inside your shoes.
âFuck,â Eddie breathes out before pulling his hips back. âPussyâs even tighter than I imagined.â
The mental image of Eddie laying in bed with his hand wrapped around his cock, thinking of you is enough to make your knees weak. They canât buckle too much; Eddie has one hand gripping you tight and the other trailing down to your clit. Each deliberate circle is punctuated by a thrust, pleasure from every angle.Â
He kisses your shoulder blade, groaning when you tighten around him. âLook at yourself,â he growls his reminder. âLook how beautiful you are, all fucked out like this.â
You catch another glimpse; this time, you see Eddieâs lust-filled expression along with your own. Heâs even further gone than you are, so focused on burying himself within you to care about the sweat matting his bangs to his forehead or the way his teeth dig into his lower lip.Â
âSay it.â His voice is half-commanding, half-pleading.Â
âS-Say what?â Each word is a struggle, your orgasm building to a peak youâd never before reached.Â
âThat youâre beautiful.â He tugs you even closer to him, and thereâs no mistaking his dominance for anything else. âSoâgoddamnâbeautiful.â
You follow his order without a second thought. âIâm b-beautiful, all fucked out like th-this.âÂ
Eddieâs hips snap against the plush of your ass at a frenetic pace. âThatâs it; thatâs my good girl.â Not a good girl, you note. His good girl.Â
One hand atop his, desperate for as much contact as possible, you moan: âyour good girl.â
âOh, fuck.â Everything is youâyou and him together, and it drives him to the edge. âYouâŠyou gottaâŠâm so close,â he rambles.Â
âMe, too.â Panting breaths mingle with his groans, your walls tightening around him as you come. Itâs so much, so intense, and tears cloud your vision resulting from the overwhelming bliss. âEddie, oh, Eddie.â
He spills into you with a cry of your name. âH-ohmygod, holy fuckinâ shit.â His thrusts donât stop until every last drop of his cum is inside you.Â
Eddieâs chest presses against your back, but heâs careful not to put all his weight on you. The feeling of him so solid and warm behind lulls you from pure ecstasy to warm contentment, not wanting to move out from beneath him.Â
A few silent moments pass before Eddie pulls out of you, both of you disappointed by the loss of contact. But Eddieâs hands refuse to let you go entirely, gently running over your hips and up your sides. The touch is featherlight and sends a comforting tingle throughout your limbs.
âYou with me?â Eddieâs worn-out voice asks you.
âMhmm,â you hum in acknowledgment. âDonât wanna move.â
Eddie gives a husky chuckle in reply before he stands up, reluctantly taking a step away from you. Your own muscles whine in protest as you stand straight, the tell-tale signs of a good fucking already settling in.Â
The two of you begin to clean up, each slipping back into articles of clothing along the way. One question prickles the back of your mind in the quiet room and you know your brain wonât be able to rest until it has an answer.
âUh, Eddie?â you ask once youâve cleaned up your smeared lipstick.
âYeah?â
âAre you still going to come to class? Or, you know, now that youâve had me you wonât have a reason to anymore?â You try to hide the insecurity in your tone but there was no mistaking the slight edge your words had.Â
Eddie pauses mid-buckling his belt and gives you a frown.Â
âSweetheart,â Eddie says and the nickname alone already has your engine revving for a round two. âI wouldnât sit through OâDonnellâs class for someone I only wanted to fuck. If Iâm gonna listen to that hag drone on and on then thereâs a damn good reason Iâm sitting my ass in that classroom.â With a sigh, Eddie steps closer to you and after a momentâs hesitation, cups your face in his hands. âCan I take you out? Do things, ya know, the right way?â
A little trill of a giggle bursts out of you, which makes Eddie frown. But youâre quick to let him in on what you found amusing.
âYou mean having sex in a bathroom at Steve Harringtonâs house isnât the typical way romances start?â
A grin slowly slides across Eddieâs mouth and you swear itâs one of the most beautiful things youâve ever seen. All you want to do is keep that smile on his handsome face as much as you possibly can.Â
âA romance, huh?â He clicks his tongue. âIf Iâd known thatâs what this was, I wouldâve at least fucked you in a guest room.â
You let your fingers brush over the fly of his jeans, feeling a gentle twitch from behind the zipper. âHow about for round two?â
Eddie holds your face in his hands as he kisses you deeply, only breaking it to smile and murmur:Â
âYou read my mind, Beautiful.â
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enha when you pass out on their shoulder âïž
pairing : ot7 x gn!reader
genre : pure fluff
warnings : none!
word count : 0.75k
a/n : because youâre irresponsible like that ;) no but in all seriousness âpassing outâ here just refers to falling asleep, not the medical condition đ
đ heeseung
just loves the sensations of you
your warm breath, faint on his chest; your hair spreading across his sweater; your fingers subconsciously playing and tugging at the sleeve
does it melt him? yes, it melts him
it melts him so much that he canât sit straight anymore, he has to surrender to gravity and cuddle with you
slightly surprised when you donât stir; heâs like âoh theyâre knocked outâ and decides to bridal carry you to the bed so you can stay comfy for the night
tucks you in and everything, he is fatherâą material methinks
đ jay
drapes his jacket/blanket over you so fast
and so effortlessly
gentility is second nature for this man he is a GENTLEMAN
could stay perfectly still forever if that meant good sleep for you
and does exactly that the entire night, literally falls asleep in that position he loves you that much
then wakes up the next morning and nags you incessantly
âyou are going to massage my shoulder for the next full hour.â âwhy :(â âbecause i sacrificed the imminent comfort of my bed to be your pillow for 9 hours.â
maybe heâs dramatic but heâs right !!
đ jake
mm. would rather have you sitting in his lap but this will do.
does the thing where he shifts his body towards you a bit and plants a billion kisses on the top of your head
you better be dreaming of him
eventually gives up on offering his shoulder, just hugs you
talks to you even if youâre unresponsive, partly bc heâd be lonely otherwise
but mostly bc he thinks itâs the perfect time to confess (as if he doesnât confess to you through all of your waking hours)
ây/n you are so so beautifulâ âi would give up the world for youâ
is it possible to blush in your sleep?? bc jake would make it happen
đ sunghoon
is so so smug about it
like âyes. see how their head fits perfectly into the crook of my neck. (itâs not a question.) soulmates indeed.â
HEAD PATS
just strokes your hair softly and heâs so nonchalant about it
if you werenât already dozing his pets are so soothing they leave you in a SLUMBER
might even whisper cheesy little things knowing that you wonât remember them
âmy princess đ„°â âmy snuggle bear đâ
okay iâll shut up
đ sunoo
it starts with a side eye (when does it not)
somewhere between concern and shock, heâs all like âthis is not typical y/n behavior this is not the y/n i know this is not my y/n why are they not alive hold upââ
does the two fingers under your nose thing to check if youâre breathing
you are, of course, and then heâs just like well đ¶ clingy y/n era. guess iâll have to get used to this.
makes a point to rest his head on yours âthis will be a symbiotic relationship not a parasitic oneâ
if you end up waking up and for witty banterâs sake the first thing you say is âyour head was heavy đâ
oh you are setting yourself UP there
âbaby your existence weighs down on me /lhâ
đ jungwon
insert surprised cat face
tends to be the one snuggling into you so this throws him off a little, but in the best possible way
makes it his temporary life goal not to move
nearly an hour in, his neck is begging to be cracked
he hadnât even noticed how stiff heâd become, he was watching you so intently
heâs thinking about holding out as long as he can but then heâs like âyou are not a child you can find yourself a bed to sleep onâ
still wakes you up sooo carefully, and when he realizes youâre too groggy to move, he lets you snooze on his lap instead
the way you and only you can break his resolve UGH where is my jungwon fr
đ niki
absolutely EXHAUSTS your phone storage with 127000 photos of you
none of them are flattering, trust me
âitâs like a polaroid loveâ um more like polaroid done dirty
drool starting to escape your lips? đ€šđž
cheek squishing into his shoulder and you look like a fish? đžđ€
adores you through it all of course
i do think heâs less the type to whisper sweet nothings while youâre asleep, but only bc heâd rather see your flustered reaction and make fun of it
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lover - oscar piastri
summary: y/n is a songwriter who writes plenty of songs however no one realizes that they're made by her (and about oscar hehe)!
a/n: the outcomes of the races are fictional, and the order in which these songs have been written (assume fearless was written this year ygwim?). also no face claim!!
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ynusername romance is not dead if you keep it just yours! lovelovelove being able to come home for race day!! i'm so proud of u osc đ©·
oscarpiastri I'm so lucky đ„°
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user27633 Y/N IS A SWIFTIE CONFIRMED!?!?!
ynusername of course!!
user16372 u literally take the cutest photos of oscar
user82537 y/n quoting paris... i'm so up
yukitsunoda đđ
landonorris You're my favourite wag
ynusername wow how considerate
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oscarpiastri Unwinding before Japan đ
ynusername tehee we're cute
oscarpiastri You're cuter
landonorris Get a room
taylorswift ooooh she's working hard @ ynusername
user62584 WHAT THE FUCK ARE U DOING HERE???
user98274 OSCAR IS FRIENDS WITH TAYLOR HUH
user61192 i did not expect to see taylor in the comments of oscar's post tagging y/n!
user92898 no fr like what is going on
user93829 Everyone shut up about taylor look at the beauty that is y/n omd
view ynusername's story...
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taylorswift In honour of my album 'The Tortured Poets Department' release a week ago, I wanted to thank my biggest musical inspirations! Thank you Jack, Lana, and Y/N for helping me the best artist I could possibly be, without you'd guys I'd be nowhere (thank you y/n for writing the cheesiest, cutest, sexiest songs ever)!!
user51862 who is y/n
user01827 She's dating f1 driver oscar piastri but also now apparently a songwriter idk...
user72973 Wdym thanks y/n for writing?? you're telling me the twitter stans were right??
user62863 y/n is singlehandedly uniting f1 and the swifties
ynusername thank u tay đđ
user52868 Girl has been living a double life
user51929 ohhh so this is why taylor was commenting on oscar's postđ
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ynusername well now that the cat is out of the bag, who wants to hear a story? i assume u all said yes.
on one of our first dates, oscar made me a bracelet (yes that one) and i thought (and still think) that it was one of the most romantic gestures. so obviouslyyy i wrote 'lover' about him hehe. yes we only knew each other for at most three months when i wrote it, but i love him so much, he's my forever.
oscarpiastri I love having a singer for a girlfriend (wife one day)
ynusername hello cat boy
user18739 You're telling me that taylor's most romantic song is literally written by my favourite wag about my favourite driver?? i might pass out
ynusername haha yes! i write a lot of songs for tay
landonorris So this song is basically about ur delusions
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user52863 oh now i need to know exactly what songs you've written
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Can i please ask a small scenario of luke hughes finishing first and he is so embarrassed and cute and hides his face in readers face and neck. Reader is so calm and sweet to him. Thanks love đ„°
Okay okay, so this was very brief! And also my first time writing about Luke Hughes... and I know I said no players born after 2001, but what can I say, I do like a challenge đ Though I do feel like I violated him...
Hope it's alright love đđ€
Warnings; 18+ smut; protected sex (p in v);
Word count; 1.5K
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Practice makes perfect | Luke Hughes đïžâĄïž
"What a game, huh?" you exclaimed with excitement as you greeted Luke, who was coming out of the locker room after the New Jersey game against the Blackhawks.
"It was alright," the young defensemen simply smiled in response.
"Alright? Luke, you played amazingly tonight," you embraced him in a hug, smiling up at your tall boyfriend, feeling he deserved more praise.
"Thanks," he flashed you a sweet, humble smile, wrapping his long arms around your body. Tucking you into him before letting you go and admiring your beautiful face. "So, what's the plan now?"
You could sense a slight hint of nervousness in his question, considering that you and Luke had only recently started seeing each other.
You had gotten to know him platonically during the summer, and as the regular season progressed, you slowly grew closer. However, your relationship was still fairly new.
"Coming over to your place?" you timidly suggested in a sweet voice, and Luke couldnât help but return your joy. You always had a way of making him weak in the knees, from the very first moment he laid eyes on you, where he mentally had to kick himself multiple times for taking so long to ask you out.
"Definitely!"
And there you were, entwined on his sofa, celebrating the night's victory, with his 6'2" frame leaning over you. Your fingers intertwined in his brown curls as his lips caressed yours, his tongue gently seeking entrance, meeting yours with hunger.
The room was dimly lit, with the soft glow of a lamp casting a warm ambiance. The celebration continued with the faint sound of the TV playing highlights of the game in the background. The scent of victory lingered in the air, mixed with the comforting aroma of the takeout you both had enjoyed earlier.
"Easy, Luke," you chuckled lightly into the kiss, feeling his desire growing, along with impatience and almost neediness. "Slow down, we've got time."
"Sorry, babe," he breathed out with a light smile. "I'm just so..."
"Turned on?" you asked, your eyes glancing downwards to his very hard member, concealed in his sweats.
"Yeah," he softly admitted before once again pressing his mouth onto yours. Although he did try to slow down a little, it was rather difficult for him.
You were one of the most gorgeous and sweet girls he'd ever met. His hockey career always making it difficult to date like a regular teenager, and as a young adult having to take life seriously now, it hadn't gotten any easier.
But then you came around. And though he wasn't exactly a virgin when the two of you met, he might still have been on the less experienced side. Again, his hard work to reach the same level of career as his brothers had limited his social life. Which also meant his intimate time with girls.
And as you felt his rather sizeable length, firm against your inner thigh, you knew he was too worked up to slow down any further.
"Bedroom, Luke..." you breathed in between his sloppy kisses, and before long, he guided you to his room, where he swiftly pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his toned hockey torso, while you discarded your own blouse. Trousers went next, and not many seconds passed before you were back in the same position, your legs on each side of Luke as he hovered over you, lips connected, bodies growing warmer with every touch, creating friction, and sweat.
Yet, despite his deep need to feel himself reaching the much-anticipated climax, Luke was still trying his best to focus on you.
So, as you shared the passionate kiss, his fingers found the edge of your knickers, gently sneaking a finger inside as he located your entrance, poking and teasing before sliding it in.
Soft moans escaped your lips as you felt the pleasure he was causing, and you slowly developed an impatient need for more, which was given to you with a second finger.
And as Luke skilfully fingered you, something he'd, of course, learned from his older brothers, he too felt the impending surge of pleasure within him. The room filled with the heady mix of desire and intimacy, creating a space where time seemed to stand still, solely dedicated to the symphony of your shared sensations.
His cock was already dripping with pre-cum, creating a small damp patch in his boxers as he felt it throbbing, almost pulsating, craving to be touched.
"Yes, Luke," you moaned softly as you felt his fingers massaging your walls.
But with every pump, he felt himself in more need to feel those walls around his length instead. So, as impatience took over, he withdrew his fingers, leaving you feeling a void as he shifted his position, pulled off his boxers, and then returned to tuck down your underwear.
His facial expression was so serious, much like when he was playing hockey - focused and determined. Yet, this time, he also seemed desperate to be touched and in need to reach his peak.
Reaching over to the nightstand where Jack had been kind enough to place a few condoms as a joke, he took out the little packaging. However, as he seemed to fumble with it, you offered him a helping hand.
"Here, let me," you smiled up at him as you took out the latex and gently wrapped his length, causing little squirms from the boy above you, as your touch made him feel the sense of pleasure he was craving.
And then swiftly, he returned to missionary once more and let the tip of his member gently touch and tease your tight entrance.
"Slowly, love," you tried with a soft whisper. However, as Luke eased himself into your depth, your whisper quickly turned into a moan instead, feeling his long shaft filling your warmth.
"Shit..." he breathed out, slowly beginning to rock his hips, letting his cock glide in and out of you as he stimulated your walls. The room echoed with the sounds of your shared passion, a harmony of gasps, moans, and the rhythmic dance of bodies entwined in the heat of the moment. The intensity grew, the connection deepening with every thrust, creating a heated atmosphere.Â
"That's it, Luke..." you moaned in between breaths as he found a solid pace, thrusting and hitting the very end of your depth. Your hands finding his locks that you could pull on as you felt the building of an orgasm once again within.
However, the more Luke felt stimulated, the more he increased his speed. His thrusts slowly grew eager and more forceful as he got closer to his climax, still feeling the rush of a win from the match as he pounded into you.
And you felt him getting sloppier. His eyes shutting close as he desperately fought not to reach the peak, trying his best to have you come with him. Carefully he listened to your moans as you were about to let yourself give in to an orgasm as well.
"Yes, baby... I'm close... please come with me..." Luke almost cried out.
And you were almost there with him.
But as you were about to announce your climax, the tightening of your core around Luke's shaft had him involuntarily come a little too close to his peak. And with a deep, uncontrollable grunt, he let himself go, spilling his release into the latex as he felt the rush take over.
"Fuck..." Luke shouted, letting go of the last drops, his body trembling as he almost collapsed and fell with his face into the crook of your neck. The room was filled with the aftermath of passion, both of you catching your breath in the shared intimacy of the moment. The echoes of pleasure lingered in the air, creating a sense of vulnerability.
You let the silence fill the room as Luke slowly gained control of his heavy breaths, his body lying on top of you as he let out a deep sigh.
"I'm so sorry, babe..." he timidly mumbled into your skin, and you couldn't help but form a soft smile on your lips.
"It's okay, Luke," you tried to comfort him with a soft tone of voice, gently stroking your fingers through his hair before he lifted his head to look at you.
"No, it's not okay... you didn't get to come first, baby... you know I always want that," he whispered softly, his eyes darting from side to side as he kept apologising.
But you merely offered him another light chuckle and caressed his cheek. "Hey, it was your night tonight... after the thrill from the game, and how eager we both were, it makes sense it didn't take long."
âStill⊠I feel bad about not making you comeâŠâ
Once more, you just flashed him a soft smile.
âWell, I guess weâll just have to do it again â you know what they say: practice makes perfect.â
And your words seemed to slowly reassure him as you both remained in the relaxed position, comforting each other while keeping your eyes locked onto his. Eventually, he accepted your words and withdrew himself from your embrace.
Though you had to admit feeling a little disappointed, having been so close to your peak, you were also okay with how Luke came to his release. He had made you feel good after all, and it truly brought you joy to please him.
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Hello lovely,
I saw your post that your requests are open, so I will give it a try =)
Imagine Bucky and reader are best friends but they have a huge argument and now they don't talk to each other for days. She's feeling really bad, missing him. He is her most important person and now without interacting with him for days, she's feeling lost and lonely and heartbroken. Maybe she has not a super power and is only a normal human, helping the Avengers with IT or something. Due to the argument with her best friend and not talking to Bucky (Bucky ignores her completely) she begins to feel it not only mental but also physically. She can't eat probably and at the end falls deathly sick.... With a fluffy happy ending and a worried and protective Bucky
Please. That would be nice.
Take care honey
oh my goodnessâ my heart đâ€ïž the angst is gonna hurt, but iâm such a sucker for it. i had so much fun writing this one, thank you for requesting and i hope you like itđ„°
Love Hurts
⥠Pairing: Beefy!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
⥠Summary: You and Bucky get into a heated argument, things are said and done and now he wonât speak to you. You donât think you can handle him ignoring your existence.
⥠Warnings: language, mentions of buckyâs trauma, heavy angst, malnourishment, depression, anxiety/panic attacks, minor injuries, hospitalization, suicidal ideation, self hate, literally hurt just writing this
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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | MATURE CONTENT 18+
Your nails bit into your palm, denting the fleshâ threatening to pierce the delicate skin. It was all to hold yourself back, distract you from the words that wanted to burst out.
It was becoming a sickening routine, Bucky was reckless and had yet another near death experience on his recent mission. The anxiety and the nerves stopping your body from functioningâ the dreaded wait for his jet to arrive back at the compound. You shouldnât have to be used of receiving the call that he had yet again made a reckless moveâ but you were starting to discover a pattern.
It did nothing to ease the panic that swirled in your chest every time he left for missions. Youâd sob, throwing up everything you had eaten that dayâ unable to stomach anything with the idea that Bucky was on a mission. You never found your anxiety to be so severeâ but when Bucky was even mentioned about going on a mission⊠it spiked.
Thatâs where you found yourself in his room, watching him pace the spaceâ avoiding your frustrated stare. You werenât angry at him per sayâ you were angry that he didnât value his life.
âSeriously (Y/n)â you get so worked up over nothing. Iâm here and aliveâ isnât that enough?â He exclaimed, throwing his hands up in frustration.
You pressed your nails tighter to your palm, yet the pain couldnât stop your thundering thoughts.
âYouâre here and alive now, until you do some stupid shit like this again and are dead!â You hissed, trying to keep your voice low but you didnât know how much longer you could control yourself.
He glared at you, squinting his eyes in anger and then rolling his eyes.
âOh for fucks sakeâ can you stop fucking babying me? I can handle myself!â He raised his voice, his metal arm whirring.
âIâm not babying youâ Iâm just scared youâre gonna get yourself killed. Do you care about your life at all?â You asked him aggressively, your voice raising just a tad.
He took a long pause, staring at you with his face void of emotionâ only annoyance.
âNot really.â He admitted.
You were taken back, although you had these conversations with him a time or twenty. It was an ongoing process to get him to slowly love himselfâ his past as The Winter Soldier torturing his soul. He was so convinced he wasnât deserving of anything, not even a roof over his head. It was a struggle to help him, but you werenât going to give up on him.
âYou realize if anything ever happened to you Iââ Your voice broke, needing a breath, âBuck I wouldnât know what to do with myself.â
You thought you saw his eyes flash with guilt, but before you could linger on the look for too longâ his face was hardening again.
âThat doesnât sound like my problem.â He mumbled out, making your eyes widen.
You were extremely taken back from those words, your chest aching painfullyâ him not knowing what effect those words had on you.
âAre you fucking serious?â You asked him, your face morphing into a hurt expression, mixed with anger. âCan you just do your job without trying to kill yourself?â
His face grew red with rage and he was stomping up towards youâ his face inches from yours.
âI am doing my jobâ very well in fact. Unlike you who just fucking sits here doing nothing!â He defended himself, his breath hitting your face in warm pants.
âDoing nothing? Buckâ why are you like this?â You puffed your chest, not backing down from his towering form.
But your words seemed to have hit a nerve, as he shrunk back slightly, narrowing his gaze at you.
âLike what?â
You furrowed your brows, slowing your racing heart from the shoutingâ you werenât sure you had said anything bad. Did you?
âWhat?â You squeaked out, nervous now.
âYou said, why am I like this⊠like what?â He pushed, stepping closer to you now, his face still red with anger but you could see the hurt in his eyes.
You swallowed and wondered how to convince him you didnât mean anything bad by what you said. But you were almost positive it would be an impossible task to get Bucky to listen.
âBuck, I didnât mean anythinââ
âWhatâ you think Iâm not capable of doing my job? You think Iâm still the monster hydra made me?â He spat, his chest rising and falling quicker.
âNo, no Buck listenââ
That was definitely not what you meant, you could tell he was spiraling and you were still confused as to why. You would never make him think that.
âAfter 70 fucking years I finally have a job that I likeâ that I enjoy doingâ I fucking help people! Iâm finally doing some good and now youâre telling me Iâm not capable of doing it?â He boomed, his chest puffing into yours and your stumbled back slightly. âYou think Iâm only capable of being a monster? Huh? Is that what you fucking think?â
You were growing scared now, the look in his eyes wild with something and you didnât like how close he was to youâ you knew heâd never hurt you but your fear overwhelmed your senses.
âFridayâ call Steve and Sam in here now!â You shouted into the room, and Buckyâs eyes squinted painfullyâ his metal arm whirring again.
Bucky only saw one thingâ you didnât reassure him that he was thinking irrationally. You didnât correct him that he wasnât the monster. Instead you called for help, that you were clearly scaredâ because you thought he was a monster.
He was at a loss for words and just stared at you, almost through youâ as his breathing was only getting heavier at the sight of your fearful eyes.
Not even minutes later, Steve and Sam were busting through the door, taking in the scene and separated you and Bucky.
âHeyâ whatâs going on?â Steve asked in between the two of you. âBuck, whatâs wrong man?â
You couldnât seem to find the words and just stood speechless as wellâ the fight startling you. This was one of the worst ones, and it was also one that still left you confused. You cursed yourself for not being careful enough with your wordsâ but it was almost impossible to get through to him when he was on the brink of having an episode.
Sam walked closer to you, his facing morphing into concern as he took in your shocked expression.
â(Y/n)? You okay? Did he hurt you?â Sam whispered, keeping his words only between you two.
You slowly shook your head but still didnât respond verbally.
âOkay, okay thatâs good. You wanna go get a drink from downstairs? Why donât we take a breather okay?â Sam suggested softly, big brother mode kicking in at the sight of your frazzled state.
Without another word, you left the room with Samâ missing the devastated look from Bucky.
Steve waited until the door shut, then his attention was back on Bucky.
âBuck, you gotta talk to me manâ what happened?â He asked softly, watching his friend slowly relax, but it wasnât from being in a relaxing moodâ his body and mind were just exhausted from the argument.
âI fucked everything up. Thatâs what happened.â He mumbled, turning away from Steve to sit on the edge of his bed.
Steve followed behind but stood in front of him, shaking his headâ ready to argue.
âYou didnât mess anything up, arguments happen. You guys will work it out. I know how much you mean to each other.â Steve pointed out, watching Buckyâs face unchanging.
âYou didnât see the way she looked at meâ sheâs scared of me Iââ He shuttered, his breath shaky as he remembered your look, âI fucking scared her.â
Steveâs chest ached, the state of his friend breaking his heart. He knew Bucky meant no harm, and he almost for a fact knew that you knew that too. But Bucky for sure didnât believe that himself.
âI didnât see what you saw, but I can guarantee you that sheâs not afraid of you. This is (Y/n) we are talking about. You are her world Buck.â Steve tried to convince him.
Bucky shook his head, running his flesh hand through his hair.
âI think I just need to stay away from her for awhile.â Bucky came up with instead.
Steve immediately started shaking his head, knowing that was the last thing he needed.
âBucky Iââ
âPlease Steve⊠I just need some space.â Bucky pleaded, his body sagging in exhaustion.
Steve couldnât find it in himself to argue with him anymore about this. Maybe he did need some time to himself, to cool down and gather his thoughts. Also Steve wasnât going to force him to anything ever. After the years his pal went throughâ he would never make him do anything. He had enough things decided for him, and Steve wasnât about to stoop to hydraâs level.
Meanwhile down in the kitchen, Sam was getting you a glass of waterâ standing across from your seated form at the island. He slid the cup across, sending a worried glance at you.
â(Y/n)?â Sam snapped his fingers getting your attention.
You were shaken from your state of staring, but even snapped out of the tranceâ the anxieties still swirled within you.
âYeah sorry⊠Iâm here.â You whispered, grabbing the glass and taking a tiny sip.
Sam gave you a quizzical expression, watching you start to slip back into a mindless stareâ so he spoke up.
âYou wanna tell me what happened?â He asked, genuinely curious what had went down.
He knewâ hell everyone knew you and Bucky were extremely close. Best of friends, always there for one anotherâ dancing on the line of strictly friends to lovers. Truthfully, Sam found it completely obnoxious and just wanted you two together already.
âI donât really know⊠I think I said the wrong thingâ I didnât mean to make him upset.â You confessed, keeping your eyes on the countertop, not risking a glance to Sam.
âHey, donât beat yourself upâ mistakes happen. Iâm sure heâll forgive you.â Sam told you.
You shook your head, gripping the cup tighter.
âGod I hope so⊠I donât know what Iâd do without him.â You whispered pathetically, tears welling in your eyes.
Sam reached out to rub your arm comfortingly, trying to relax you so you didnât start crying. He hated to see you cryâ made his heart hurt.
âItâs been a long day for everyone, why donât you go head upstairs and get some sleep. Iâm sure things will have blown over by tomorrow.â He suggested and you finally met his gaze, smiling weakly and nodding.
Without saying goodbye, you stood up and headed to your room. Taking Samâs words and playing them on repeat in your head.
Tomorrow is another day, tomorrow would be better.
God had you hoped that was the caseâ it only was the beginning on the torment.
You had slept in longer than usual, but overall felt refreshed. The first thing that came to mind when fully waking up was Bucky. Immediately you headed downstairs to find himâ needing to talk with himâ apologize.
Making it down to the kitchen, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in at the sight of him sitting at the islandâ sipping at his coffee. You furrowed your brows, thinking he'd be done with his coffee by now, since you had slept in. Your chest ached with guilt with the possibility that he didn't sleep well.
You took a deep breath before making yourself known, although you were sure be could sense you in the roomâ considering he was a super soldier.
"Morning Buck." You announced, walking around the island so you could face him.
He kept his gaze down at his coffee, finding the cup more interesting than you.
Okay, thatâs fair. You thought, you most probably deserved that reaction.
âYou sleep okay?â You asked again, picking at the skin on your nails nervously.
Againâ he didnât even lift his head. In fact, he wasnât even acknowledging you. You waited several minutes for a response, the silence becoming thick with tension and you couldnât stand it.
âBucky?â You tried, and this time he lifted his head.
Your heart twinged in your chest at his bloodshot eyes, clear evidence that he hadnât gotten good sleep. You hated yourself for causing him the stress, especially knowing he was just starting to actually get hours of sleep. It was huge progress compared to his nights either screaming awake or just staring at the walls. But now you had to go and ruin all that progress. You felt sick to your stomachâ disgusted with yourself.
âIâm really sorry about last night⊠I didnât like how ugly it got and Iâm sorry if I said something to upset youâ you know Iâd never intentionally hurt you.â You told him, picking more aggressively at your nails, causing to nail beds to bleed.
You swallowed nervously when he didnât answer right away, instead staring at you with⊠what was that? Disgust? You didnât know, but you hated the look altogether.
âBucky, please say something.â You pleaded.
Bucky lowered his gaze to his coffee again, taking a minute before he stood up and looked your way.
âI just need some space.â He told you quietly.
You were relived to have him finally talk to you, but to hear him suggest space between you twoâ you could almost feel the knife digging into your chest. You tried to keep a neutral expression but otherwise felt your bottom lip quiver.
Without giving you time to respond, Bucky was walking out of the roomâ leaving you standing there speechless, lungs begging for air. You didnât want your mind to go immediately to that thought, but you couldnât ignore it eitherâ he hated you.
âHey babe, I need you to help me out in the lab todââ Tony came busting into the room, but immediately shut up once he saw your broken expression. âHoney, whatâs wrong? You alright?â
You nodded your head, lying to him and yourself and started waving him off with the fakest smile.
âYeahâ yeah Iâm good. Just need to uhâ need to get some things done.â You told him, your eyes darting all around the room, the familiar feeling of panic seeping into your being.
Tony gave you a âreally?â look and stepped closer to you.
â(Y/n) Iâm not blindâ I can see youâre upset. Talk to mââ
âSeriously Tonyâ Iâm fine! Just leave it alone!â You told him a little too aggressively.
His face was taken back and you felt guilty immediately, cursing yourself for hurting everyone.
Why are you such a fucking issue? Your mind screamed at you.
You didnât waste another second and sped walked out of the room, needing to calm yourself down before you ran into any one else. You were spiraling and you needed to just relaxâ take a deep breath. Maybe you just needed one more day and things would be back to normal.
Yeah⊠just one more day.
You had hoped that was the case as well⊠but as alwaysâ things only got worse.
Bucky refused to talk to you or even look at you. Heâd given you the cold shoulder for almost two weeks now. He would get up and leave the second you entered the room. He couldnât stand you it seemed.
You couldnïżœïżœt keep hiding your hurt. At first, you had done a good job at hiding how you were really feeling. Saving the sobbing and attacks for when you were alone in your room. As the days lingered on, you found yourself weak and drainedâ you didnât have enough energy to put up a charade anymore.
The whole team were sending you worried looks, and attempted to talk with you. But the second theyâd tryâ youâd bolt. The subject was too sensitive, too raw. You didnât want to talk to anyone but Buckyâ and he hated you.
You had missed so many meals, forgetting to eat with your mental struggles throughout the days. You had been getting no more than two hours of sleep. You were so stressed, so stuck in your own mind that you couldnât function. Even when you had managed to remember to eat, your stomach would knot up to the point that you were throwing everything up. You were gaunt, basically a real life zombie. You needed helpâ but you needed Bucky more.
You were laying in bed staring unknowingly into space, it had been hard to focus with no food or sleep in your systemâ so you had only managed to lay here. Even that was exhausting, no matter how much you laid aroundâ your mind wouldnât stop the assault. Your anxiety had never been this bad, you were a prisoner to it.
Knocking at your door had you jumping, your heart racingâ and for a moment you forgot where you were.
Youâre in the compound⊠yeah thatâs right.
You slowed your breathing and swung your legs sluggishly over the edge of the bed to answer it. You werenât prepared for the sudden dizzy spell, your vision spotting with black and white specks. You tried to blink it off, but suddenly you were toppling to the ground.
You fell to the floor with a loud thump, luckily landing on your front, your hands somehow catching most of your fallâ you could already feel the throbbing in your palms.
You didnât hear the persistent knocking, or the door open. You didnât even hear the voice speaking from the doorway. It was when a hand landed on your shoulder that you were gasping, forgetting your surroundings once again.
Your eyes met Steveâs and you swore your heart was about to beat out of your chest.
â(Y/n) are you alright?â He asked you, hovering his hands over youâ not sure what you had hurt.
You furrowed your brows, looking him over.
âSteve what are⊠what are you doing here?â You asked genuinely confused.
You watched Steveâs eyes widen and he swallowed nervouslyâ his expression growing more concerned.
â(Y/n) itâs okay⊠Iâve got you.â Steve hushed, and he was pulling you into his chest, hugging you protectively.
You were still confused but then you tasted one of your stray tears, and you immediately came to your senses. You were crying in Steveâs arms⊠but why? You were having gaps of time missing from you, this wasnât the first time this had happenedâ you just didnât seem to care.
âSteve⊠my head hurts.â You slurred into his chest, sagging against him.
You were grateful that he was here, you desperately needed someone around. You were just hoping that someone wouldâve been Bucky.
âOkay, letâs get you to Helen. Sheâs gonna take care of you, okay?â Steve asked you, and you could only give a weak nod.
He knew there was no way you were walking there, so he hoisted you up into his arms, and cradled your head as he started to the med bay.
You just stared blankly at his chest, not really caring if Steve were to throw you off the roof of the building. You just didnât care.
Steve had gotten you down to her, and she checked you out. Alerting Steve that you were extremely malnourished, dehydratedâ an insomniac. She kept listing off all the things Steve was afraid to hear. The whole time he was sure you didnât hear a thing, although you were in the roomâ you were just checked out.
Helen eventually left, and Steve took his opportunity to speak with you. He pulled up a chair next to the hospital bed and grabbed your hand.
â(Y/n), whatâs going on? You can talk to meâ you canât keep doing this to yourself. Please⊠just talk to me.â Steve whispered, pleading with you that you would stop torturing yourself.
âHe hates me.â You mumbled.
Steveâs eyes widened and he frowned, knowing what you meant. He knew he let this go on for too long.
â(Y/n) he doesnât hate you. He just needed time to himself, so he coââ
âI didnât mean to hurt his feelings, I donât even know what I said to hurt him but Iââ You rushed out, the heart monitor beeping frantically, âIâm a horrible person, I didnât mean toâ I didnât mean to!â
You wheezed out, clutching your chest as you couldnât catch your breath. Your cheeks glistened with a steady stream of tears, your wheezing only growing by the second.
âOkay, okay (Y/n)â I need you to slow your breathing. Youâre okay, he doesnât hate you. Just take deep breaths okayâ even if you canât just try. Iâm here.â He tried to coach you, but this wasnât his thing.
Now he was starting to get mad at his friend, Bucky shouldnât of let this go on for this long.
You followed his chest rising and falling, staring at him as he tried to calm you down. Your breaths were heavy and painful sounding. Steve was about to say something but stopped himself when he saw your eyes look behind him.
He turned and saw Bucky standing in the doorwayâ his face paled. Truthfully, he looked like he was going to be sick.
â(Y/n)?â He whispered, his heart breaking at your state.
He had ran into Helen in the kitchen and was informed of your conditionâ he didnât believe it and had to see for himself. He was shocked to find you like this.
Your tears only edged on from his appearance and you shook your head in shame.
âIâm sorry Bucky! Whatever I did, Iâm sorry!â You sobbed and Bucky ran to the bed, kneeling down and taking your hands into his.
âDoll itâs okay, youâre okay. Iâm hereâ Iâm here. Iâm not gonna leave you⊠Iâm sorry.â He rushed out, shushing your cries, watching you slow your breathing at his words. âThere we go, just keep breathing with me. Iâm here, youâre okay.â
He kept repeating himself, making sure you knew he wasnât going anywhere.
Steve knew you were in good hands and slowly snuck out of the roomâ knowing you two needed to talk.
Bucky tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear, letting his fingers trail down your cheek to your jaw. You couldnât help the way your face leaned into his touch, it felt like it had been forever since the last one.
Your breathing had slowed down, and now you just stared up at himâ eyes glossy with more tears. You felt so many emotions. You felt relived, but also angry and hurt. Above allâ you needed to know what you did to upset him. The guilt still ate away at your heart, and even just the memory of the argument had your chest aching.
âWhat did I do?â You whispered, making his eyes shoot up to yours, concern painting his face.
âYou didnât do anything.â He told you, and you furrowed your brows.
You were still anxiousâ he hadnât answered your question. Even more soâ if you didnât do anything then why did he ignore you?
âThen why?â
âWhy what (Y/n)?â He dared to ask, and you scoffedâ ripping your hands out of his.
The anger was approaching.
âWhy did you shut me out?â You wondered, and he only let his eyes cast down to the bedâ making you angrier. âYou ignored me for two weeks! Two fucking weeks you just acted as if I didnât exist! Do you know how much that fucking hurts?â
You were breathing heavy again, but this time it wasnât from panicâ it was the full force of all your anger bursting out.
He lifted his eyes to you, and you saw how broken he looked. How your state had affected him.
âI could never do that to you Buckâ I would never do that to you! Youâre my everything! I donât trust anyone as much as I trust you!â You raised your voice, while he stayed silent. âIf I didnât do anything then why would youâ whyââ
You broke out into a sob, covering your face with your hands. You felt good getting all the built up anger outâ but now you felt extremely guilty. The pitiful face of Bucky staring at you, causing your heart to hurt all over again. It didnât matter what happened, you always ended up hurting others.
â(Y/n) Iâm so sorry Iâ god I fucked up. I didnât ever mean to hurt you, please know that. Youâre my other half, and no one has ever been there for me like you have.â He spoke through a tight throat, swelling with emotion.
You uncovered your face and just stared at him a little longer, still incredibly hurt from his actionsâ but you knew you couldnât stay mad at him. You so badly wanted to forgive and forgetâ and just wrap him in your arms like you both needed.
âItâs hard to explain whatâs wrong with me to someone when I donât even understand whatâs wrong with meâ I just know Iâm fucked up. Iâm broken beyond repair.â His voice broke, his own eyes welling with tears.
You didnât have it in you to keep up an angry facade, and so you reached out and took his hand in yours. His face almost immediately lit up, his breathing slowing at your touch.
âTry me.â You whispered, watching Bucky take a deep breath before he spoke again.
âThe night of our fightâŠâ He started, and you swallowed in having to remember that night. âI had never seen you look at me like that.â
You stayed silent, afraid to open your mouth and have a sob escape. You could feel it bubbling upâ the memory playing back through your mind.
âYou looked at me like you were scared. You looked at me like I was a monster.â He confessed and it all made sense to you now.
It wasnât about what you said, it was your reaction that disturbed him to no ends. Even if you couldnât control your reaction in the momentâ you still felt guilty for causing him pain of remembering the hydra days.
âOh BuckâŠâ You whimpered, trying to pull him closeâ but he pulled away before he could reach your embrace.
âNoâ you donât get to be nice to me after what I did. I promised I would never hurt you and I didâ youâre in here because of me! I donât deserve your forgiveness!â He raised his voice, and you werenât scared of himâ just concerned.
âI wasnât scared of you Bucky, you just caught me off guard. Things were heatedâ Iâm not afraid of you and I most definitely donât think youâre a monster.â You tried to convince him.
âI really hope youâre not lying because if you were afraid of me⊠god I donât know what Iâd do. If you never wanted to see me againâ thatâs fine. Whatever you want, but I canât live knowing youâre afraid of me.â He whimpered out.
âI wouldnât lie to you.â
He nodded his head, knowing damn well youâd never lie. That was one thing he loved about youâ you were so honest. Keeping it real with him, even if he didnât wanna hear it. He could count on you for the truth.
âI still donât deserve your forgiveness.â He argued.
âWell too bad, Iâm forgiving you anyway.â You finally told him and he felt his chest expand.
Like he could finally breath.
âWhy?â He wondered.
You knew it was the line you two had been dancing on foreverâ but you knew if there was ever a time to say it. It was now.
âBecause I love you.â You admitted quietly.
His eyes widened just slightly, and his breath stuttered. He had always had a feeling what you two had was more than friends, he just never spoke up about it. Of course he loves you tooâ god he loves you so much. Thatâs why the thought of you being scared of him was enough to pull him away. He couldnât bear being around you if you were frightened by him. He couldnât live with himself. More importantly he now discovered, he really couldnât live without you.
âI love you so much.â He confessed back as your tears leaked down your cheeks.
You pulled his arm, and he let you pull him to the bedâ close enough where you could cup both his cheeks.
âDonât ever do that to me again, please. I need you Buckyâ life is not livable without you.â You cried, kissing his forehead to which he leaned into your lips.
âNever againâ I promise.â
This time, he wouldnât break it.
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Hi uumm yes I just wanted to say thanks to all the proof (your beautiful pictures) I have concluded that your smile melts my heart đ„șđ. And anyone that gets to see it in person is beyond lucky. Also you give off such cheerful warm vibes it's always nice seeing you pop on my dash and in my notifications đ„°.
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5 YEARS OF SECERTS / LEWIS HAMILTON
husband lewis hamilton x wife reader / SMAU FIC
WARNINGS / none that i know of just a lot of fluff !!
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congrats on your 1K you deserve itâŒïžâŒïž
when you have the time could you write for lewis hamilton + nepo!reader ( male or female ) who is an actress / actor?
king of my heart â lewis hamilton
pairing. lewis hamilton x nepo baby!actress!reader
genre. social media au
face claim. gigi hadid
warnings. mentions of age gap, swearing, some online hate, lewis and reader are literally the hottest couple ever, daniel lowkey trolling lando, sex jokes ??, mixed up met gala years sorryyyy, some inaccuracies with race outcomes shshsh
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i never thought youâd happen to me - 1
part two / part three
pairing: bucky barnes x curvy!reader
warnings: 18+ only. smut (part two), fluff, bit of angst. time travel via magic. dad!bucky and mom!reader. steve x nat. some morally dubious homemade porn viewing đ (part two). if iâm missing anything that should be tagged, please lmk!
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notes: this idea came from a prompt post i saw not too long ago and coincidentally fell into some bingo spots for my @the-slumberparty bingo card.
fair warning: this is so completely self indulgent and a little trope overload lol but i had such a good time working on it and it was fun to write so who really cares đ thank you in advance for reading and reblogging! as always, comments and reblogs are more than welcome and so appreciated. please let me know what you think! đ„°
Itâs another late Friday night as you and the team lounge around the common room, nearly empty takeout containers scattered around the table, glasses and bottles of your drinks much the same. Thereâs a movie no one is watching playing on the large screen as the current conversation around you continues.
Youâre not sure how telling a story from your last mission with Bucky has turned into this once again, but here you are. Another cute remark from Sam about his expectancy to be in the wedding party earns him another glare from you.
âHey, you side-eye now but in ten years youâll look back and realize how right we all were,â he says, elbowing Bucky slightly. âTinman by your side,â he adds with a grin - clearly amused with himself.
âThat is not my future,â you say with a humorless chortle.
âI can show you your future,â Wanda speaks from her spot on the couch, everyone turning their heads at once to look at her. Sheâs been unusually quiet the past few minutes - not engaging much in the conversation as she observed it instead. She takes another sip of her wine as she meets your gaze, foot swinging lazily as she keeps one leg crossed over the other.
She tilts her head at you while you eye her with a raised brow, a look of incredulity on your face.
âWhat?â she questions, confused at not only yours, but everyoneâs, lack of response.
âCome on,â you laugh lightly, brushing her off.
âIâm serious.â
âWanda, I donât need to see what my future looks like to know that Bucky will be playing no part in it.â
A round of scoffs, snickers and a groan erupt from around the living room as you roll your eyes. You catch Bucky, seated across from you, doing the same as you turn your face.
âYouâre all very funny, and Iâm glad youâre amused with yourselves, but I canât sit here and listen to the same inane conversation over again, soooo,â you pause for a breath, âIâm going to bed,â you clap as you stand from your spot on the couch.
âLook, I donât speak for everyone, but I am not joking in the slightest,â Kate laughs as she leans back into her seat. Aiming finger guns at you and Bucky, âYou guys,â she says, âare endgame.â
âAnd you, my friend, are drunk.â
Another round of laughs before the previous chatter resumes among the group, a story of misadventure now being told from Parkerâs perspective, and you can hear Starkâs interjections already.
You grab your empty glass and head to the kitchen, Wanda following shortly after you.
âYouâre stubborn,â she says with no preamble.
You turn with a quirked brow, âAm I?â
âVery. So much so, I think I may need your permission.â
âSorry...uhm, for?â you ask, clearly confused.
âI think you should see it.â Your face falls slack at her words as you turn back to finish washing out your glass.
âWanda, -â you go to laugh again.
âNo, actually,â she stops you, correcting herself, âyou need to see it. Youâre stunting yourself. Youâre constantly getting in your own way. I think itâd be good for you, to see what you can have if you finally allow it to come to you.â
You're quieted by her sincerity for a moment, half because you werenât taking any of the previous conversation seriously, and half because you didnât think it was something she was actually capable of doing. In fact, you still didnât. But if she wanted to try, who were you to argue.
âUhhh,â you begin, shaking your head lightly, âI mean, if you really want to, then, go for it, I guess. You have my permission.â
âGood,â she smiles, turning to walk back out to the otherâs.
âWow, wait,â you stop her, âlike, what exactly are you gonna do?â
âJust a swap,â she says simply. âA day in the life of your future self. You donât have to do anything, just go to sleep tonight and youâll see.â
Your eyes narrow in thought, â...This isnât dangerous, right?â
âNo, not at all. You guys will be fine. 24 hours and youâll wake up in your own beds, safe and sound. I promise.â
She smiles and flits away quickly. You shake your head at yourself again, still unsure what exactly youâve agreed to. And it isnât until youâre walking down the hallway back to your room that what she said actually catches up to you.
You guys will be fine?
You stop walking when you hear footsteps behind you, glancing back to find Bucky coming down the hall. You swallow hard and turn back around, not far from your door.
âStalker much?â you say without facing him, earning a scoff in return.
Heâs barely a step behind you now, though his sudden proximity is not all that surprising. Youâve grown used to his stealth.
âIn your dreams.â
âMore like waking nightmares. Every time I turn around itâs like youâre always just right there.â
âMaybe if you didnât put yourself into jeopardy every five minutes I wouldnât have to shadow you so often.â
Youâre walking side by side and you get to your door as he speaks. You turn on him, instantly irritated.
âAre you being serious?â you level at him. He doesnât respond. âHow are you still hung up on Belarus? It was one mission. That was not on me, I didnât fuck up. No one else saw them coming, either,â
âI did.â
âWell, sorry Iâm not as infallible as the one and only Bucky Barnes,â you speak exaggeratedly, annoyance clear in your tone. âYou still act like Iâm some kind of liability. Iâve been careful. Iâm riding a lengthy no injury streak and weâve still yet to fail a single mission. After how many assignments weâve been on together, you think youâd start taking me more seriously.â
âI never said I didnât take you seriously. Just think sometimes youâre still a little too cocky for your own good.â
âFor the thousandth time, Iâm not clueless, Barnes. I donât need you monitoring my every move. Not during training, not on missions, and definitely not walking down a hallway at night. I think I can handle getting to my room alone. Or is assuming that too cocky of me?â you ask with a tilt of your head, sarcasm dripping off your tongue.
You donât wait for a response before you turn to your door and let yourself in, snapping it shut behind you.
You flick on the light and are quickly greeted by a room that is⊠definitely not yours. You pause for a second, taking in your surroundings before you deflate with a sigh, following it up with a deep breath. You turn the light back off and then turn back around to the door. You wait for a second longer with your hand on the handle before you force yourself to exit the room.
Just like you knew he would be, Bucky is still standing right where you left him; a stupid smirk on his stupidly handsome face.
âWrong room,â he says.
âFuck off,â you grumble as you walk a little further down the hall, to your actual door.
âGoodnight to you, too,â Bucky says as he continues to his own room, not far from you. You send him a glare and a âhmphâ before shutting your door and getting ready for bed.
Youâre not helpless. Youâre not clueless. Youâre damn good at what you do. But fuck if Bucky doesnât have a knack for knocking you off kilter with a single look.
â-
Itâs a soft shaking that wakes you from your peaceful sleep. Youâre so comfortable, you donât want to move - you donât even want to blink open your eyes. But the shaking comes again. Your brows furrow as your arms tighten around your pillow and you cuddle further into it.
Only itâs not your pillow.
It takes a second for you to process that instead, itâs a warm body youâre pressing yourself against before your eyes snap open.
You look up and find a confused Bucky staring down at you.
When your eyes meet, though, thereâs a bit of softness there. And as you take in his face, you relax a bit again. His presence beside you is at once comforting as it is confounding.
âWhat are you doing?â you both ask at the same time - only furthering your confusion.
You suddenly realize youâre still wrapped around him and quickly sit up and give him space.
âWhy are you in my bed?â you ask as you rub your eyes with the palms of your hands.
âI was gonna ask you the same thing,â he says as he looks around, âbut I donât think weâre at the tower.â
You look up and blink away the fuzziness. Then it hits you.
âOh shit,â you murmur.
âWhat? You know where we are?â he asks as he stands and starts looking around, inspecting the room. âBetter yet, how the hell we got here?â
âMaybeâŠWould you believe me if I said we might possibly be in the future?â
Bucky turns and looks at you incredulously.
âWanda,â you speak at the same time.
âFor fuckâs sake,â he says as he runs a hand over his face.
âIn my defense,â you begin, âwhen I agreed to this, I didnât think sheâd be able to do it. I also didnât think itâd involve anyone else..â
âWhat do you mean you agreed to this? What is this?â
âShe said I needed to see the future. Itâd be good for me, or whatever, so I said okay. She said it was uh, a future swap? 24 hours. Day in the life and then Iâd wake up back in my own bed the next day.â
âAnd you agreed to it?â
âFuckinâ, yeah, obviously,â you huff. âI didnât think itâd be.. Real? I donât know.â
âSo, so what? Weâre stuck in some unknown future for the next 24 hours?â
âWhat part of âI donât knowâ do you not understand?â
âWhy would you agree to something like this without fully knowing what it is youâre agreeing to? This is exactly what Iâm talking about when I say-â
âSpare me, Barnes. Itâs Wanda, okay? Weâre fine. Itâs 24 hours, and Iâm assuming that clock started when we fell asleep last night, so really itâs onlyâŠ,â your voice dies down as you look to the clock on the bedside table. The time isnât what catches your eye, though.
No.
Itâs the framed photo behind it that derails your train of thought.
âNo fucking way,â you breathe as you grab it in disbelief.
You stare at the photo of you and Bucky, a close up of you in a sweet embrace, adorning soft smiles as you share a chaste kiss, your left hand touching his cheek, and what you can only assume is a wedding ring sitting pretty on your finger.
This has to be some kind of dream. Thatâs it. Youâre dreaming. Duh. Your hand moves before your mind does and you slap yourself in your face as hard as you can manage, sure itâll wake you up and youâll be back in the tower, in your own bed, alone.
âWhat the fuck?!â Bucky exclaims in surprise as you wince slightly and hold your cheek as it stings. He walks over to you, becoming more tentative as you look up at him.
ââM not dreaming. Are you?â
âNo, Iâm wide awake, believe me,â he says as he gets closer. âDonât slap me, either.â
You eye him harshly before handing him the frame.
âWell, it.. Explains why youâre here, at least,â you say, voice quieter than you intended as your thoughts were still reeling. âWeâre not just in my future, weâre in-â
âOur future,â he finishes as he stares at the photo himself.
âYeah.â
âSo, our roomâŠâ he says more to himself than to you. He makes his way around the room, pulling open drawers and looking in the closet as you stand and head for the bathroom.
You meet yourself in the mirror, sure enough, you still look the same. Youâre you.
Walking back out into the room, you head for the window, pulling back the curtain. As you peer out, youâre expecting to see a skyline, or city street, but instead youâre met with the view of an open yard.
You pull away from the window in surprise, âAre we in a house?â
You turn to Bucky, who turns to face you. You both head to the bedroom door, you following behind him as he takes the lead.
Itâs a house. Definitely a house.
The bedroom door leads to a long hallway, three doors along the right back wall, another door at the far end opposite your own, and to the left of that, on the left wall, is another room.
In the middle of the hallway is an opening, and you and Bucky turn there without inspecting any of the other rooms.
You find yourselves in a living room, before walking into the kitchen.
âWe should look around,â you say in a whisper - why, you arenât sure.
âWhat exactly are you planning on finding?â he questions as you pull open a drawer, sifting around.
âI donât know? More information. Like what weâre doing here. What we do. What year it is. Maybe we learn something and itâll send us home sooner? I donât know, just, something,â you answer, on edge already by being surrounded by the unknown and only growing more agitated at his every word.
âWhy are you getting mad at me?â
âIâm not getting-,â you stop yourself, taking a breath, âsorry. Okay? I thought you were trying to be a dick,â
âWhy do you assume Iâm being a dick?â he asks, annoyed himself now.
"Because you always act like a fucking dick!", you nearly yell as you slam the kitchen drawer shut.
"Fucking dick!"
You both freeze at the high, sweet-sounding voice that comes from behind you. Your brows furrow as you glance at Bucky, his reaction to the mirthful echo much the same as yours, before you both slowly turn around.
The sight you're met with has you both frozen in shock.
A set of twin toddlers clad in matching pajamas, both of whom bear a striking resemblance to you and Bucky, are staring at you both.
You can't explain why, but your heart is gripped by the mere sight of them. It's something more than just their cuteness, it's something instinctual. How it's possible, you're not sure, but you know, somehow, that they're really yours. Future or not, those are absolutely your kids.
It seems with each passing moment, you and Bucky are left more and more stunned by how your future is turning out, but as you notice the little boy's eyes watering and the pout on his little lips as he looks right at you, you can't seem to care about anything else.
âHey, buddy,â you squat down and hold your arms open for him, and he waddles to you right away as his eyes well more and more. He hugs you, still pouting as he cuddles into your chest and you hold him tightly as you stand, exchanging another glance with Bucky who looks nearly stupefied until the soft voice of the girl rings out once again.
Your eyes shoot to her as she twirls around clumsily, a chant of "fucking dick" leaving her lips over and over before she starts to tilt, seemingly having made herself dizzy. You're about to gasp, moving forward instinctually as you watch her wobble a bit more, but she's in Bucky's arms in an instant as he grabs her before she falls.
"Woah, there, sweetheart," he says with a small laugh as she dramatically goes limp in his arms. An exhausted breath leaves her little lungs as she breathes out the repetition one final time. She then lifts her tiny hand up to Buckyâs cheek, effectively slapping him as she plants it, blinking up at him. âWhatâs this?â she asks him curiously as she smooshes his face, feeling his stubble.
âUhhâŠItâs hair. I havenât shaved - Ow,â he exaggerates when she interrupts him and pats his cheek again, a bit harder this time, though you know it didnât hurt him in the slightest. It makes the girl laugh, though.
âYou should shave, Daddy,â she advises, pulling a face.
Her words pull a breathless laugh from him as he gazes down at the small girl, a lump forming in his throat as he takes everything in. He feels crazy, but he can see you in her, and he can see himself, too. Her and her brother, they both look like the perfect little combinations of the two of you. And theyâre both so comfortable with you guys. So at ease and uninhibited, just like children should be..
Itâs a stark contrast to how he grew up and he canât help but feel a sense of accomplishment, of pride, knowing that he isnât repeating the cycle he swore would die with him.
Heâd stopped letting his mind wander to what if futures long ago, but when he did imagine what itâd be like to have a family of his own, this is the kind of peace he longed for. The happy, settled down future he was sure heâd never have.
And you.
Your hand has been mindlessly rubbing the boy's back in an effort to comfort him as he cuddles into you, that never faltering pout pulling every string your heart has as Bucky attends to the girl relaxing in his arms.
"Linc's sad, Mommy," the girl says, pointing at her brother. The title has you swallowing hard, your heart clenching at how sweetly she calls to you.
Linc?... Must've been Bucky, you think briefly before you gently pull him away from you slightly so you can see him better, his bleary blue eyes peering up at you.
"Why are you yelling at Daddy?" he pouts still. Your brows furrow and mouth parts on an inhale, as if you're going to answer him, but nothing comes out as you try and think of what you can say. His innocent question stumping you.
"It's alright, pal, we were just kiddin' around," Bucky offers as he gets closer to you both. You look at him, a bit guilty but thankful for the save.
"Can we have pancakes, Daddy?" the girl asks as she wriggles around like a worm in his hold.
"Pancakes! Please!" Linc smiles as he continues hanging onto you, seemingly happy with Bucky's defense of you - any qualms he had long forgotten as heâs now focused on the mention of pancakes for breakfast.
"Sure," you answer for him, acquiescing easily with a smile before looking to Bucky with wide eyes.
Youâre not entirely sure how exactly this all happens, but somehow you end up married with two kids. As shocking as it is, and as confused as you are about how, a part of you is grateful - maybe even happy - that Bucky is here. He may be an ass a lot of the time, overbearing and micromanaging your every move, but you guys have been through hell and back together. Partners from the very start of your time as an Avenger. If youâre being honest, this future makes more sense than you previously wanted to admit.
In an attempt to not freak out the twins, you know you have to play the part. Act like nothing is out of the ordinary and that you are indeed their mom. You are, technically, but you donât have any idea what the hell youâre doing or whatâs wholly needed of you. Youâve nannyed before, though. You know the basics..
"Have we brushed our teeth yet?" you ask the twins, sure the answer is a "no". Your and Bucky's arguing clearly is what woke them up, the yelling must have led them out here from their room.. Rooms?
"Mhm," the girl hums, though just from looking at her, the lie is evident as she avoids looking directly at you.
"Don't lie, Ellie," her brother chastises.
Ellie.. That must've been me, you think with a twitch of a smile before you set Linc down.
"Alright, go with Buc- your dad, and I'll start on the pancakes," you instruct before the twins burst out in giggles. You frown, brows furrowing as you watch them, hoping they'll let you know what exactly is so funny.
"No, we want daddy's pancakes, Mommy!"
"With chocolate chips and syrup!"
"Yeah, they want Daddy's pancakes, Mommy," Bucky taunts with a smirk as you shoot him an annoyed look. He seems a lot more comfortable now than he was a few minutes ago, and you canât help but notice how easily he seems to be taking this; easing into his role in this place and time. Heâs good.
"What's wrong with my pancakes?" you press the toddlers.
"Daddy's are better, but it's okay, your grilled cheese is the best,"
"Yeah! Oh, can we have grilled cheese for lunch, Mommy? Please, please, pleeease," Ellie begs cutely, leaning to you while still in Bucky's hold.
You huff a laugh, agreeing as Bucky sets Ellie down to follow you.
"See if you can find anything," you tell him as you meet his eye before following after the tikes pulling on your hands.
"Don't forget the chocolate, Daddy!"
Bucky watches as you're led to the bathroom before he starts moving around the kitchen. He's about to start looking around for more information on when exactly you are, and the kind of life youâre living, but thinks better of it for now. He'd rather not have two toddlers throw a fit over unfinished pancakes on top of everything else he's trying to wrap his head around at the moment.
He finds the pantry and grabs all the ingredients he needs for his mom's pancake recipe - the one he knows by heart- and gets to work on the batter. The chatter from the kids and you in the bathroom floats into the kitchen and he canât help but smile at the sound of your voice as you talk to them.
He soon loses himself in the simplicity of the task at hand, and how nice it is to be here like this. He's in pajamas on a Saturday morning, making breakfast for his family as they start their day..
Seems entirely unreal, but a dream nonetheless. And as if that wasnât enough to have his thoughts in a flurry, he still can't shake the feeling of how nice it was waking up with your soft body pressed against his. Opening his eyes to discover the warmth beside him was you. He was confused at first, wondering when and how youâd gotten into his room, but more so concerned about the why. He watched you for a minute before he noticed the bedding draped over the both of you. It wasnât his and when he looked around the room, he realized he had no idea where you guys were. You were wrapped around him as you laid together in the comfy king bed, and it took him a second to try to wake you up. He knew he had to, of course, but if he was honest, he didnât want the feeling to end. Your hold on him was comforting and he was completely at ease in your embrace, circumstances be damned. It was a feeling he hadn't felt in ages.
Though, that wasnât entirely true. He remembers the last time he felt that way, and of course it was with you. You were stuck in a shoddy motel off the highway during a storm, the crappy jeep youâd been traveling in finally gave out half way through your drive back to the compound and you guys had no choice but to crash for the night. Of course the motel only had one singular room available with one singular bed. After some back and forth, you both decided youâd just share. It was big enough for the two of you, with space in between. When Bucky woke up that next morning, though, he found himself holding you tightly from behind, your arms wrapped over his as you slept peacefully in his embrace. He remembers the heat that crept up his neck and the flurry in his stomach that he still refuses to acknowledge as butterflies. He quickly loosened his hold and slipped away from you before you could even bat an eye. You were still none the wiser. He thought about that morning a lot after it happened.
He wondered what wouldâve happened if you had woken up, too. What you wouldâve said, what he couldâve said to you if heâd finally gotten out of his own way..
He canât dwell on it anymore, though. He hasnât. He wonât.
Except maybe he does.
And seeing as this is your future together, he thinks maybe thatâs not as hopelessly embarrassing as heâs made himself believe it is.
And god, the sight of those kids. The warmth that bloomed in his chest as he took in their faces, he honestly was worried he would start crying if he stared too long. He had long given up on the idea of starting a family, he didn't think this life would ever be in the cards for him, and especially not with you.
But as he stood pouring chocolate chip pancake batter into a sizzling pan, he was struck by how right it felt.
Obviously, it wasn't right, neither of you should be here right now, and it made him wonder where exactly the future you and him were.
As soon as the thought went through his head, a tablet he hadnât taken notice of on the back counter dinged.
He flipped the pancakes before he went to get the pad, taking the tablet in his hands. His face unlocked the device easily and opened up to his email account.
He clicked on the new, unread message from.. you?
â-
Hey Bucky.
Wanda says this is unnecessary but if I know me, Iâm still probably freaking out internally. So, just letting you know that everything's fine. Or so she says.
We're gonna be back to our respective places in time come tomorrow.
I know waking up in the future - especially our future - may be hard to wrap your heads around, but itâs a hell of a lot better than waking up alone to a preening Wanda staring at you, trust me.
And you guys arenât as oblivious as you try to be. You know, deep down, exactly why youâre there. Together. - and why it isnât all that crazy.
And this goes without saying, but obviously, take care of the kids. Eleanor and Lincoln. If you havenât found them yet, theyâll find you, Iâm sure.
Today at 2pm, you need to drop them off at 7314 Wisteria Drive. That's Steve and Nat's house - so don't make it weird. They're keeping the kids so we can celebrate our anniversary.
Funny how that lines up..
So, anyway, apparently all we need to do on both ends is enjoy the 24 hour downtime. Weâll be waking up in our own beds before we know it.
Okay.
Bye.
(Iâd say I love you but I donât wanna freak you out. x)
â
Bucky just stares down at the email blankly while his brain tries to catch up. He's gonna have to have you read it yourself. Before he can fixate on that last line in particular, he can smell the browning of the pancakes.
His attention quickly returns to the food as he starts to plate it, shutting off the burner. The kiddie plates he finds in a cabinet earn a half smile from him as he cuts up the pancakes for the kids and spots their booster seats, placing the plates before them.
He hears them before he sees them as they come down the hallway, all laughs.
You appear just after they do, a look on your face he can't turn away from. Your soft smile and the adoration swimming in your eyes as you watch your kids, both of them waiting to be lifted up to sit down, is.. beautiful.
He catches himself staring before he turns his focus back to the table, lifting Eleanor into her seat before lifting Lincoln in his, earning a "thank you, daddy," from each of them in return, a wave of astonishment and pride coming over him yet again. Heâs not sure if heâll ever get used to that.
You listen as they talk back and forth about their pancakes and their laughter when they start playing with one another as they eat their lightly syruped bites.
You stand by Bucky, absentmindedly grabbing a pancake and biting into it, stopping almost immediately as the fluffiness catches you off guard. God, they were so right. These are amazing.
"Good, right?" Bucky's voice pulls you back as you swallow your bite.
You lick your lip before looking over at him. "Did you find anything?"
He hands you the tablet and watches as you read the email.
You click your tongue, and then stay silent for a minute.
He almost canât believe it when you do it, looking at you incredulously once again after you suddenly slap yourself in the face once more.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he bites quietly, moving to stand in front of you and blocking your view of the kids momentarily.
"Just had to make sure," you reply, again cringing at the stinging of your cheek. You eye him before making a move to slap him, too, but he grabs your hand before you can make contact. He looks at you like you're insane as you huff again. "So this is..."
"This is real," he finishes for you. "That hard to believe, huh?"
"That's an understatement. So, Iâm not dreaming. But are you sure youâre not dreaming?"
âYou think my dreams involve waking up in the future with no memory of whatâs gone on between me going to sleep to waking up? Thatâs a literal nightmare for me. Plus, I learned a while ago how to differentiate between my dreams and reality. Trust me, weâre not dreaming.â
You swallow thickly, an apology on the tip of your tongue. You hadnât considered that before. Before you can voice your thoughts, though, you're distracted by the interaction between the kids at the table.
"Linc, I'll give you a piece and then you give me one of your piece, okay?"
"You take this one," Linc says as he gives his sister a piece off of his plate and she gives him a piece off of her's.
You can't help but chuckle at the exchange.
"We make cute kids, though," Bucky says, almost under his breath. But you still hear him, and you respond before your brain catches your tongue.
"Yeah, we do."
You push off the counter as Bucky watches you, surprised that you heard him and even more so by your agreement, though it'd be impossible for anyone to argue that your kids arenât, in fact, ridiculously adorable.
"Do you guys want -"
"Orange juice, please!" Ellie answers before you even finish asking.
"And water, please," Linc follows.
"OJ and water, you got it."
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You and Bucky get the kids ready to go to Steve and Nat's with minimal arguing... until you had to pack their bags.
What they should or shouldn't take with them was a point of contention as you ridiculed each other's choices. After your bickering and some input from Ellie and Linc, you guys just hoped they had everything they needed. You'd unnecessarily packed them three outfits each just in case of spills or messes and their diaper bag was loaded full, too. Maybe too much for one day, but better safe than sorry, right?
After loading the twins in the car, Bucky followed the GPS to the address you'd left in the email.
When you guys pulled up to the house, you were greeted by Natasha who was unloading groceries from her car. The domestic scene warmed your heart. She deserved the simplicity, the normalcy, and you were happy to know that one day, sheâd have it.
She lit up as she saw you guys approaching and came right over, going straight for the back door.
Linc and Ellie were all smiles and giggles as they tried fruitlessly to escape their car seats in favor of being in Nat's arms.
"Bugs!!" Nat greeted them with an enthusiastic smile as she started working on their belts. "I've missed you guys so much! How long has it been? Ten years?"
They laughed in unison at her before Ellie corrected her. "Yesterday, Aunt Nattie!"
"Yesterday?" she questioned in faux disbelief.
She wasn't able to keep up the play, though as the second they were out of their seats, they nearly tackled her.
You watched Steve come outside, coming up to the car with a grin, a girl no more than ten and another toddler, maybe a little older than the twins, in tow.
"Get them inside for me, honey," Nat said to the oldest one. She looked nothing like either of them, dark hair and dark eyes, but still it was clear she was their daughter. The younger one looked like Steve, though, and you wonder briefly if that was just by chance or if theyâd had a surrogate. Natasha had talked about the possibility before, and of adopting, but starting a family wasnât something any of you were actually considering at the time, settling down and having kids wasn't really your focus when you were all trying to make sure the world wouldnât be ending tomorrow. "We'll be right in. And pick a movie for the sleepover before your Dad does," she pretended to whisper, earning a laugh from the girl as she corralled the kids up the porch.
Nat turned her gaze back on you and Bucky, her stare nothing less than scrutinizing.
"Are you guys in pajamas?" she asked with a raised brow.
"Mh, uh, yeah," you laughed a little breathlessly before looking back at the house, distracted. "They didn't even say bye," you said in your disappointment. You'd only just met the kids, but you felt so instantly connected to them.
"Don't worry about them, they're gonna have fun tonight. And so are you two," she says pointedly, if not a bit suggestively, pulling you from your thoughts. You feel the heat that creeps up your skin and refuse to look at Bucky.
"What are you guys doin' tonight, did you decide?" Steve asks.
"Staying in," Bucky blurts out as you blink and smile. But their faces at that, their smirks of acknowledgement make you grow hotter as you try to not let your embarrassment show.
"Mhm," you hum tight lipped.
It's quiet for a moment as you all watch one another before Steve breaks the silence.
"You guys are acting weird."
"Are we?" you question back too quickly.
"Yeah. You are," Nat says.
"Sugar," Bucky blurts out again. "They're loaded up on sugar. Sorry, they really wanted pancakes this morning. But uh, look, thanks for watching them. We should uh, get going, so.."
"Yeah, we should go," you agree. "What time do you want us to pick them up?"
"We're dropping them off tomorrow afternoon, right?" Steve questioned. "Or did you not want them to go with us?"
"No, oh, right. Duh! I just forgot - that's what we talked about. Because you're taking them to.." you trail off, prompting them.
"The gardens?" Nat finishes.
"Right, yes, the gardens. Which is great. And we appreciate it so much. And if you need anything or anything happens, ya know just call us," you continue on as Bucky starts to pull away. You fight the urge you have to glare at him until you finish your awkward goodbye and Steve and Nat watch you both drive off, clearly confused about the weird interaction.
"Did you miss the part of the email where it explicitly said: don't make it weird?" Bucky asks.
"Fuck off, you were no better," you scowl as you slump in the seat. "What now?"
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can you imagine Matilda noticing you counting Lando's freckles and moles on his face and one time she comes up to him, sits on his lap and starts kissing every single one? He'd be so blushy and shy, I just know it đ„°
The sun was out and so were you and your family. Fraser was having his afternoon nap on one of the loungers, towells around him to make sure he wouldn't suddenly roll over before you or Lando could catch him. Matilda was happily swimming in the pool, knowing to stay on the shallow part while you and Lando stayed cuddled up to one another in another lounger.
"What are you doing?", your husband mumbled against your wrist, tickling you briefly as you drew invisible lines between his freckles and moles. They had always been very endearing to you, and after Lando spent a bit more time in the sun, they would become more defined and darker so your attention naturally went there.
"Counting your freckles, they look so nice now", you smiled, continuing your connect the dot activity on his neck and face, "they make you look even more handsome", you kissed his lips passionately.
"If you say so", he smirked back, squeezing your waist and helping you be impossibly closer to him, "this swimsuit looks so great on you, I can't wait to take it off later", he mumbled against your neck, "my gorgeous, gorgeous girl", he kissed you again.
Fraser's movements stopped you as he was starting to wake up, "Mummy duty calls", you giggled softly, pecking his lips before trying to pull away.
"I can go, you stay here", Lando urged as you got up, trying to pull you to the lounger as Matilda spoke, "daddy, can I have my towell, please?", she asked.
"Daddy duty calls", Lando offered, tapping your butt before he got up as well, grabbing the towell for your daughter while you changed Fraser's nappy.
"Here, princess", Lando encouraged Matilda to come closer to him so he could wrap her up on the towell, doing so and then wringing out her hair as much as he could so it wouldn't drip all over her back, "come sit here with me".
Adjusting the lounger so the back would allow him to sit up a little straighter, he sat down and then pulled the little girl to sit between his legs, facing him while they cuddled, "is that better?", he asked her as she nodded.
"Can I kiss your freckles, daddy?", she asked out of nowhere, "yes, you can", Lando said, thinking she would get bored after two kisses as they watched you bring the other lounger close to them, sitting on it with Fraser cuddled up to your chest.
Matilda, however, took her task very seriously, starting with the ones climbing up to his ear, and then to his cheek, leaving Lando a blushing, smiling mess at the attention and affection he was getting from his daughter.
"Thank you, Tilly", he said as she kissed the one near his nose, "I'm not done yet! There are so many to go through, you have to keep still, daddy!", she warned as seriously as a four year old could.
"You're so pretty, daddy", Matilda said after kissing the last mole on his jaw, looking into his eyes.
That definitely rushed all of the blood to Lando's cheeks, "pretty, baby?", you whispered out, still in his shyness.
"Yes, daddy! You always tell mummy, Fraser and I that we're pretty, and you're pretty, too, so I'm telling you that!", she explained, kissing his cheek another time to make sure her message got through.
Your heart melted at the sight: your baby boy was laying on your chest, happily fiddling with your necklace and the straps of your swimsuit while your little girl was telling Lando how pretty she thought he was while she littered kisses on his face.
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Note - please read this if you havenât already before reading đ©· this fic wonât be for everyone so I just want to prepare you. Feedback would be lovely and I hope you enjoy this đ„° I know itâs insanely long but I was trying something đ
Pairing - Mason Mount Ă Reader
Word count - 18.7k
Warnings - angst, fluff and smut
Two objects containing charge with the same direction of motion have a magnetic attraction force between them. Each magnet has a north and South Pole and opposite poles are attracted to each other.
You wondered if this was why you felt so drawn to Mason. He was the north to your south and as soon as you caught sight of him youâd felt taken in by him. Stuck together like magnets from early on as you wondered where have you been all my life from the first moment you spoke and always finding yourself drawn back to each other.
To say youâd never been on a dating app would be a lie, you just didnât like admitting it to people. It made you feel embarrassed and uncomfortable even though practically everyone did it but the years of your mum warning you about stranger danger made you want to keep it to yourself. Whenever she asked how you met the man youâd been on a date with youâd conjure up some lavish story of how your eyes met over a dimly lit coffee shop and you knew you had to speak to him. Rather than the truth of him sliding into your dmâs with some corny joke and the need for physical interaction and intimacy outweighed the logical part of your brain.
You werenât looking for a relationship, content with how your life was right now but that didnât mean you didnât like talking to boys. There was a part of you sometimes that wanted to just flirt for a bit, to make someone feel good and have them make you feel good in return yet most conversations youâd had on the app lately had been dry and boring. You were desperate tonight though, quickly updating your profile and adding a few new pictures before you got to swiping.
Mason stood out to you straight away.
He had a mix of goofy and sweet pictures that let you know he didnât take himself too seriously but he was attractive and seemed fun so you swiped right without a second thought before another screen flashed up instantly.
That fact heâd already liked you first made you smile and the itch to talk to him was stronger than it had been with anyone else so you quickly tapped send a message. Thinking youâd stand out and put a bit of the hard work in first but to your surprise heâd got there before you. A message flashing up as you were halfway through writing your own.
No boring hi, how are you? x or a crude comment about the shape of your body and you warmed to him straight away even if his lines could use some work.
His words made you blush and you could tell how cheeky he was through the screen. The fact he didnât seem to be taking anything too seriously too made you feel even more comfortable and you couldnât wipe the smile off your face as you got settled into your sofa.
You spoke for a couple of hours, flirting back and forth lightly before you decided to take the plunge and send him a big compliment. Letting him know he had really pretty eyes and this in turn seemed to give him a confidence boost to start complimenting you more. Telling you how pretty you looked and how he thought you might be trouble yet his words just excited you.
You spoke about what you wanted, both not looking for a relationship as such, just a little bit of fun for now and you felt like youâd hit the jackpot for fun with Mason. You didnât stop laughing as you texted back and forth and you knew he was different from anyone else youâd spoken to.
Youâd never clicked with someone so quickly like this before. Not wanting to shut the app down in case you missed a message but they were flying back and forth so quickly you didnât have a chance to do anything else until you told him you were off to take a quick shower and the cheeky emojis he sent you made your cheeks flush.
You were as quick as you could be, jumping back on the app so you could let him know you were back in hope that he hadnât gone to sleep yet but his next messages made your chest tighten with nerves.
You thought he could tell you were nervous, quickly pulling on your pjâs and getting into bed but your heart was pounding. Youâd never called a boy this quickly before, usually giving it at least a week before you gave your number out let alone a phone call but the need to hear what he sounded like outweighed everything
In the end you sucked it up, adding him to your contacts before pressing the call button and it only rung once before he picked up.
âHello?â
It was like time stopped. His voice causing goosebumps to rise all over your skin as your breath caught in your throat and your mind went blank. God he sounds sexy you thought. Knowing you had to say something back but the sound of his voice was intimidating.
âH-hi, Mason. itâs y/nâ
âAh, hello troubleâ he laughed, making you breathless in an instant and you wondered how youâd be able to get through the call without exploding. âWasnât too sure Iâd hear from you. Thought Iâd scared you offâ
âYeah I um- s-sorry im just a bit nervousâ you chuckled laying flat down on your bed and even though you were alone you felt like you had to be quiet. Like you were speaking to someone you shouldnât be but the excitement thrilled you.
âI can tellâ he laughed, but you knew he wasnât making fun of you. âThereâs no need to be though, you can trust me I promiseâ
âI knowâ you whispered, thinking you didnât know him enough to trust him but something deep down made you feel like you could.
âGoodâ he laughed before diving into asking you a million questions about yourself. Your favourite food, favourite drink, favourite colour, favourite trip youâd ever been on and the more you talked the more you laughed until your cheeks ached.
âItâs nice to hear your voiceâ he whispered as he was waiting for your giggles to quieten down and his confession made your face burn.
âYou tooâ you smiled, your skin flushing as the pair of you spoke and you had to stop yourself from curling into a ball and giggling in excitement.
You spoke for hours, letting him in on things youâd never told anyone and even though he was just a voice on the phone, it felt intimate and like he was right there next to you. Spilling all his secrets to you himself and youâd never felt closer to anyone.
You wondered if the dynamic would have changed too much, going from texting where you could half think about what you were saying to speaking directly and being too nervous to say anything remotely interesting but it felt the same and he was just as funny as his texts.
âI canât believe itâs 2amâ he laughed. âWeâve been on the phone for hours and I donât wanna hang upâ he confessed and the sound of his laughter was like music to your ears.
âNeither do Iâ
âSo same time tomorrow then yeah?â He laughed, and even though you were tempted you knew you couldnât.
âI wish, Iâm actually going out with my girlfriends tomorrowâ you told him but already you felt like ditching them for a night on the phone with him.
âAnywhere exciting?â He asked, unsure if you should tell him where you were going but you felt so free talking to him that the words came tumbling out of your mouth before you could stop them.
âThat club in town. Luna I think itâs called?â
âOh I know the oneâ
âYeah Iâm not usually one for going out to places like that so itâs my yearly tripâ you laughed, hearing him chuckle on the other end.
âWell I wonât keep you up much longer. Thank you for calling, I know it was a bit forward. Truth is, Iâve never wanted to hear someoneâs voice so badly beforeâ he told you lowly and you felt your whole body tingle. He was making you feel special and you were loving every second of it.
âWell I hope it lives up to your expectationsâ
âOh and then someâ He laughed. âYouâre proper sexy you know that?â
âOh stop itâ you laughed, face flushing as you tried to hide it in your pillow. His laugh ringing in your ears and all you could think about was wanting to see that pretty smile of his in person.
âNah nah, im serious. Proper sexy teachers voiceâ he told you, knowing the effect he was having on you but he just kept going.
âMason I swear to god-â
âOhh Is someone getting a little flustered?â He laughed âYou wait till I see you in person Iâm gonna tease the life out of youâ
âYou wanna see me in person?â You questioned. The same nervousness that was present when you first called him earlier now back at the thought of seeing him.
âOf course I do, Iâd be mental not toâ he laughed, and you felt dumb for even questioning him at this point. âYouâre gorgeous and funny like whatâs not to like?â
âUnless Iâm a catfishâ you joked, trying to deflect slightly but he wasnât having any of it. Practically feeling his smile trickle through the phone.
âAll the more reason to see you and put those rumours to bed then, so to speakâ he teased as you gasped quietly, catching onto the double meaning in his words.
You didnât want to stop talking but soon enough the pair of you were yawning your heads off and you had to say goodbye. Going to bed with a massive smile on your face even if you did miss him as soon as the call ended.
The next morning you woke up to a cute good morning text from Mason. Reminding you that last night wasnât a dream and Mason was real and gorgeous and as funny as ever. Spending all day texting and flirting until you thought youâd get in trouble for being on your phone too much at work but soon enough you were at dinner with your friends before your big night out.
You all caught up about what youâd been up to lately, making sure you left out the last 24 hours as you were unsure about what they would say but thankfully you were able to keep it under wraps until you were in the queue for the club.
âAre you alright?â Your best friend Rose asked, looking at you with a slight smile. âYouâve got the weirdest look on your faceâ
âWhat do you mean?â You laughed, stuffing your phone into your pocket before looking up at the three of them.
âI don't know, like, nervous almost. Youâve got your little scary smirk onâ Rose laughed and you rolled your eyes at her words. For some reason whenever you were nervous or scared your instincts made you want to laugh so it was no wonder you couldnât keep the smile off your face knowing Mason was so close by.
âLook if I tell you, I need you to be cool about it yeah?â You told the three of them. Pulling them all further into you a little bit so hopefully no one else could hear before swallowing down a gulp and spilling your guts. âI matched with a guy on that app and heâs just text me saying heâs hereâ
âGod y/n, I thought it was something serious thenâ Kimmy laughed, as the others shook their heads with a smile.
âNo you donât get it, we matched yesterdayâ you confessed, watching their eyes go wide and you knew then you couldnât tell them youâd already spoken to him on the phone.
âOh wait, is he some sort of weird stalker? Do you wanna go?â Sam asked as they all looked to move but you were quick to stop them.
âNo noâ you laughed, grabbing her wrist. âHeâs not a stalker, I donât think he is at least anyway and I know I sound insane cause Iâve known him 24 hours but we really connected and Iâm just a bit nervous to maybe see himâ
âIs he cute?â Rose asked, eyebrows wiggling in your direction but you just bit your lip and nodded.
âWell letâs get you inside as quick as we can, Iâm making it my mission to get you some tonightâ she told you and you rolled your eyes at her playfully. Thankful they werenât making too much of a big deal out of it.
You werenât in the queue much longer, getting yourself in and over to the bar as quickly as you could so you could get some drinks down you but no matter what you drunk your nerves seemed to make the alcohol not work and you felt the same as usual.
You gave it an hour in the end, knowing it would be best to just see him and get it over with so you grabbed your phone and texted him, thinking he wouldnât see it for a while but to your surprise he text you back straight away.
As soon as you sent the last text you tummy dropped. A sick and nervous feeling settling into your skin as you shakily got up from your table and made your way to the bar. The girls letting you know they were keeping their eye on you and to just wave at them if you didnât feel safe.
Thankfully there was a seat right at the end of the bar, your legs not being able to hold you steady as the nerves fully kicked in. The drinks and shots youâd been downing for courage may as of well have just been water as you felt stone cold sober. Heart pounding in your ears as your breathing began to speed up so you kept your fingers tapping on the bar, your head facing forwards so you didnât accidentally catch a glimpse of him and be tempted to run.
It felt like he was taking a lifetime, wondering if heâd walked in, saw you and turned around as he hadnât liked what heâd seen but just as you were about to look over to your girls you felt a hand on your lower back and Mason's voice by your ear.
âY/n?â
In a flash your eyes were looking up and into his. Even in the dark lighting you wanted to drown in them and all you could think about was the fact his pictures didnât do him justice.
He was quite possibly the prettiest man youâd ever seen in your life. The fluorescent lights of the club accented the freckles across his perfect nose and his lips looked plump and kissable. You knew you needed to speak but heâd left you speechless so you snapped yourself out of it so you could try and speak to him properly.
âH-hi Masonâ you stuttered, finally getting to see his smile in person and you thought you might melt on the spot. The twinkle in his eye making your tummy flip and you werenât sure if it were possible to be around him for too long as he was so overwhelming.
âHey, you alright?â
âYeah, you?â You asked, watching his smile grow as he caught onto how nervous you were.
âBetter nowâ he winked, his face getting closer to yours so he could hear you a bit better. âItâs kinda loud down here. Iâm upstairs, do you wanna join me?â He asked, his eyes flickering over your body before coming back up to look at your face.
âIâve never been upstairs beforeâ you told him, realising how stupid you must have sounded but upstairs was vip and almost impossible to get into. âguess I need to get used to that with you though huh?â You teased and you watched his cheeks flush ever so slightly in what looked like embarrassment.
âWell we can change that if you want. You can grab your friends too, I donât want it to look like Iâm kidnapping youâ he laughed but you wouldnât have minded if he had at this point. The fact he was constantly trying to make you comfortable warmed your heart too so without a second thought you sent him a nod. His smile making your heart flutter as you felt your own lips mirror it.
âIâll just get them, one secâ you told him, walking off to get them and you knew his eyes were on your legs and bum in the tight dress you had on.
You gathered the girls quickly, telling them you were all going upstairs and you could read the excitement on their faces. Quickly following you back over to him where they all shared a quick hello before he led the way out.
âTake my hand, so we donât get separatedâ he told you, linking your fingers together as soon as you gingerly placed your hand in his before he sent a wink in your direction and pulled you with him to the vip area.
The bouncer let you all through immediately, rounding the corner to a large staircase where he pulled you in next to him.
âLadies firstâ he smiled, gesturing for the others to go up before you and once you were finally at the top you watched the three of them make their way straight to the dance floor leaving you and Mason alone again.
âCan I get you a drink?â He smiled, pulling you along to the bar and you nodded at him furiously, knowing you needed something to pep you up a bit.
âYes please, I think the alcohol downstairs is broken. I don't feel any differentâ you told him. Hearing his laugh tickle your ears as a sense of pride washed through you knowing youâd made him laugh.
Once you got to the bar, you felt his arm snake around your body, pulling you into his side and once he saw you were comfortable with his proximity he pulled you in front of him, sandwiching you in between his front and the bar and soon enough you felt his hands settle on your hips.
âIs this okay?â He asked, lips right by your ear as he spoke and you knew you were turning redder by the second. In the end you just nodded as he squeezed your waist. âWhat would you like to drink, love?â
You were barely able to get out your order, his scent intoxicating you as he relayed your order to the waiter before you went and grabbed a seat together. Close enough to his friends so that he could point them out but not close enough that they could hear what you were saying. Sitting close enough to each other so that your thighs touched before he planted his hand on your knee making your mouth go dry instantly.
It was a little awkward for the first ten minutes or so, both of you blushing and stumbling your way though the conversation but the more you spoke, the closer you became. His arm now around your shoulder and his hand on your thigh as you giggled about how scared you both were to see each other for the first time but now you felt like you did on the phone last night. It felt intimate and like you were the only two in the room. Faces creeping closer and closer together until you could feel his breath on your cheek but it was his friends eyeing the pair of you up across the room that made you not want to push things any further.
âMason? Why do you friends keep looking at us weird?â You asked, his eyes flicking over to them so theyâd look away before he was looking back at you.
âJust ignore themâ he told you, rolling his eyes as if he were annoyed at them before turning you to him a little more so you couldnât see them as well.
âIâm gonna go to the loo quicklyâ you told him. Standing up and shuffling passed him so you could make your way to the bathroom and you felt his eyes on you the whole time. Chancing a quick look back at him to find him already looking at you and you couldnât help but giggle as you walked away. Thankfully your makeup was still intact and your hair still looked good so you felt alright enough to go back out but when you made it back to your seat Mason was nowhere to be found.
He wasnât far though. Stood next to his friend as they spoke intensely so you creeped over and stood behind the wall nearby so you could listen in but not let them see you. Eager to know what they were talking about.
âMate, can you stop looking at her like that? Youâre making her feel uncomfortableâ Mason told him, his voice serious and you heard a huff come from the other boy before he spoke.
âIâm sorry mate, but you know you shouldnât be-â
âNo, weâre not doing thisâ Mason interrupted. Shutting down whatever his friend was about to say. âLook I know what Iâm doing, just back offâ he told him and you werenât sure you wanted to listen anymore so you wandered back over to the bar but not even two minutes later you felt his hands on your waist from behind. Pulling you back into his body before he nestled his face into your neck. âHey, Iâve been looking for youâ
âYou found meâ you smiled, but he could tell your voice seemed a little off so he pulled back, spinning you around to face him before stepping closer to you so you were trapped between him and the bar again only this time you were facing him.
âHey, whatâs up?â One hand on your lower back as the other tilted your face up to look at him. Even though you had practically been sat in his lap for the better part of an hour this was the closest youâd been all night. He was smiling at you softly and you couldnât help but rest your cheek in his palm as his soft eyes captured yours. âY/n? What is it?â
âYour friend doesnât like me, does he?â You asked and you watched his face fall before you carried on. âWhy shouldnât you be talking to me?â
âItâs not you, babe. Heâs just a bit protectiveâ he told you. The pet name making you want to smile so you pursed your lips. He knew what you were doing straight away so he quickly pinched your cheek to make you laugh before wrapping his other arm around your waist so he could pull you closer to his body and the only thing you could do was rest your hands on his chest. âI think itâs cause we only started talking yesterday and he thinks Iâm being a bit recklessâ
âIt is a bit nuts when you say it like thatâ
âI knowâ he laughed, lips falling on your forehead so he could press a quick kiss there and you felt every hair on your skin stand up. âIt's weird like, I feel like I know you already. You donât feel like a stranger to meâ
âI feel like that tooâ
âYeah?â He asked, his nose bumping yours lightly and you knew it wouldnât take much to reach up and kiss him. âMaybe weâre moving too quickly but I canât get enough of you. Every second Iâm with you I just want moreâ he confessed as you reached up to cup his jaw lightly.
âMason?â
âYeah?â
âKiss meâ You whispered, taking the plunge to ask as you knew you were both dancing around the subject and all you wanted was to feel him against you.
You saw an unreadable emotion flash through his eyes. Nerves maybe? Or something else? You werenât sure but it was gone as soon as it came. Watching his tongue poke out from between his lips so he could wet them slightly before he started to lean down.
You were no angel, youâd kissed a fair few strangers on nights out before but you this was different. A tingle running from the top of your head and all the way down your spine to your core as he brushed his lips against yours softly. Pulling back for just a beat before diving right back in to kiss you even harder.
The way he gripped your waist so tightly before wrapping his arms around you fully made you feel oddly safe. Like being this close to him was right where you were supposed to be and you couldnât help but smile onto his lips. Butterflies swarming your body as the touch of him made you weak.
âDamnâ he laughed, letting you tuck your face into his neck as you held each other for a few moments before you noticed Rose frantically waving at you from over Mason's shoulder.
âI think the girls need meâ you laughed, watching Mason whip round to see what you were looking at before looking back at you with a cheeky smile.
âIâll wait for you here, yeah?â He whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead before pulling back again. âI feel bad, I kinda stole you tonightâ
âYou can steal me whenever you likeâ you winked, kissing his neck lightly as you felt him shiver. âI think I should dance some of this alcohol off as wellâ
âDonât want you making any bad decisions huh?â He teased, pinching your bum before realising you. âTake your time Iâll be hereâ
You joined the girls on the dance floor, the three of them surrounding you and asking you a million questions but you just blushed and stumbled your way through all of them.
âBestie, just go home with him. You know you want toâ Sam laughed as you tried to hide your face in embarrassment.
âHeâs been undressing you with his eyes all night and you clearly like him. Let the man have some, itâs just sexâ Rose added in and you knew she was right. The whole reason the pair of you spoke in the first place was for some fun, you just didnât know it would be happening this quickly.
The girls left shortly after, making you turn your location on so they could keep an eye on you and you made your way back to Mason and his friends. The one whoâd been speaking about you before sending you a soft smile but you knew there was something else behind it.
âWhere are you friends?â Mason asked, pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arm around you.
âThey left about five minutes agoâ
âOh yeah?â He laughed. âSo Iâve finally got you all to myself huh?â He murmured into your neck but you were ready to take the plunge now and get what you wanted.
âHow about you come home with me so you can really have me all to yourselfâ you teased, watching his eyes light up before he buried his face in your neck.
âAre you sure?â he whispered just below your ear. Kissing your neck lightly and you knew there was no way you were leaving without him now.
âIâm sureâ you shuddered, feeling his hands squeeze your waist before dropping a heavy kiss on your lips.
âGrab your coat babe, youâve pulledâ he teased. Grabbing his own things as you made your way back downstairs to get your stuff from the cloakroom. Meeting him back upstairs so he could take you out a secret way as you ordered an Uber back to yours.
Youâd barely been inside five minutes and he was on you. Kissing you like he might never kiss you again as he slowly undressed you with wide eyes. Every touch of his fingertips felt like fire as he devoured you and you couldnât seem to keep your hands off of each other.
You let him touch and kiss wherever he pleased and for just sex you were surprised at how intimate it was. His dark eyes drinking you in before staring longingly into yours as he made you see stars. Again feeling that pull to him just like always and you didnât want to let him go ever again.
The next morning Mason was awake before you, laying on his back as he looked up at the ceiling and you could tell he was in his own little world so you just laid and waited for him to realise you were awake.
Soon enough he was looking over to you. A soft smile on his face as you locked eyes and your heart thumped in your chest. It had been a while since youâd woken up next to a boy and you werenât sure what you were doing but soon enough he was reaching for you. Tucking you under his arm and into his chest so he could press a kiss to your forehead but you couldnât stop yourself from thinking something was off.
âIs everything okay, Mason?â
âYeah, of courseâ he told you softly. Pulling back to look at you and the expression on his face made you melt. âIâm waking up next to a beautiful woman, what could be better?â he joked and you nuzzled into his chest a bit more as you smiled. âYou got plans todayâ
âNah, just having a tidy up I think. You?â
âIâve got some stuff to sort this afternoon, but maybe I could buy you breakfast first?â He offered and you nodded furiously into his chest at the thought of spending more time with him.
So he ordered the pair of you some food and you ate it in bed in just your underwear as you spoke about all that had happened in the last few days. Still not really believing he was in front of you and in your bed but soon after youâd eaten he was ready to make you believe again. Whimpering his name into the air as he buried his face between your thighs.
You didn't see him after that night until a few weeks later. During that time his messages became few and far between but you figured he may not have been a texting person so you let it slide as you were still learning about each other and how this whole thing would work. Youâd both said it was only a bit of fun but unfortunately for you, youâd become a little too attached too quickly.
You were beginning to loose hope a little bit when you hadnât heard from him for two days but all of a sudden he sent you an offer you couldnât refuse.
You still remember the look on his face when you caught eyes in the restaurant. His whole expression lighting up as a look of relief washed over him and you melted into his arms as he held you. Pressing a kiss to your temple before you sat down across from him.
It felt like picking up just where you left off, him holding your hand over the table as he hung off your every word. Smiling shyly at you as his eyes raked over your figure and even in public your need for him grew.
It was almost like he could see it in your eyes so after the bill was paid, you asked if he fancied coming back to yours for a nightcap and you were glad that he accepted straight away. Barely letting you shut the front door before he pulled you for a heated kiss that made your knees weak and it only hit you then how much you missed him these past few weeks.
Youâd said it yourselves, you were only looking for a little bit of fun but you craved him like youâd never done anyone else. You wanted to drown in those big brown eyes every second he looked at you and with every kiss over your naked skin your need for him multiplied.
He knew exactly how to take care of you, knowing your body like a book heâd read a thousand times before and he cherished every page like it was the first time heâd seen it. Reacting to every noise you made with his sole focus on making you feel as good as humanly possible. But it was a two way street and as much as he overwhelmed and consumed you, you knew you were making him feel just as good.
âDonât take this the wrong way, but Iâve missed youâ you told him quietly, your mouth running away with you as you came down from your highs but the small giggle you heard from next to you made you smile. Mason's fingers threading through yours gently as you looked at him and his smile made your heart race.
âWeâll donât take this the wrong way either, but I missed you tooâ
âCould have fooled meâ you chuckled, watching his face fall slightly before he pulled you onto his chest so he could hold your jaw and look at you properly.
âWhat do you mean?â
âSorry, I didn't mean it to come out like thatâ you told him, shaking your head at yourself as you felt like youâd ruined things with your silly backhanded comment but he still had a small smile playing on his lips and you knew he hadn't taken too much offence to it.
âI know Iâm not the best at texting but that doesnât mean Iâm not thinking about youâ he told you softly. Kissing your temple before looking back at you again. âI can show you again if you likeâ he laughed, hand trailing down your neck to your chest and when you felt his thumb run over your nipple you couldnât help but let out a soft moan.
âNah youâre alrightâ you laughed, watching his face fall slightly before he smiled, realising you were only joking as he shook his head at you like he wasnât best pleased with your joke and you knew he was about to bite back.
âOh shut upâ
âMake meâ you whispered, watching his eyes turn dark instantly before he dipped his head. Claiming your lips with his own and swallowing the moan that erupted from your throat as he trailed his hand back up to your neck and gave it a gentle squeeze.
So you let him show you again.
And a couple of weeks after that you let him show you once more. Him sticking around for a day extra that time and even though he was giving you no reason to worry, there was something in the back of your mind that concerned you. He came into your life so suddenly each time and was gone again in a flash so you told yourself next time he popped up you were going to have a proper conversation with him and say your piece. Thankfully he was right on time, texting you again a few days later and your tummy erupted in butterflies as his name flashed up on your phone.
He was over in the next 15 minutes, joining you under the blanket before diving into your m&mâs and it felt like youâd never been apart. Blushing as he pressed a loving kiss to your forehead but the look on your face must have prompted him to speak as a shy look took over his face.
âI need to be honest with it about somethingâ he gulped, fingers trailing over his face like he did when he was nervous. âI know youâre not looking for a relationship or whatever but I still need to tell youâ
âWhat is it?â You questioned, not liking the way he mentioned about you not wanting a relationship as the dread sunk into you.
âI know you can tell something is a little off with me, coming and going like anything and itâs not fair to keep you in the dark. I⊠I have a girlfriendâ he gulped, eyes shooting to the floor. âWell not right now I donât but⊠itâs complicatedâ
His words hit you like a slap to the face. A girlfriend? But how? None of it made sense but the icky feeling of being the other woman soon took over as you pulled away from him.
âAre you cheating on her⊠with me?â
âNo no wait, itâs not like that at allâ he told you, turning to face you so he could explain a little better. Reaching for your hands and against your better judgement you let him hold them. âWeâre not together right now, yeah? Havenât been for a little while, I promise. Iâd never do that to you, or anyone. Iâm not a cheater, I justâŠâ
âWhat?â
âItâs complicated and I know itâs not healthy but weâre on and off again like you wouldnât believe. Itâs the same pattern all the time, she breaks up with me over nothing and ignores me for a few days. I worry myself sick cause I donât know what sheâs doing or who sheâs with and when sheâs finally over her strop I go crawling back with my tail between my legsâ
âWell that doesnât sound fun at allâ you pouted, a little bit of sympathy seeping its way in but you were still confused and a little hurt by the fact heâd kept this from you.
âIts not. And I know I should just end it once and for all but⊠I donât know, itâs like I canât. I love herâ
You couldnât deny it stung a little to hear him say he loved another girl after youâd slept with him multiple times but you understood. You both said you were just looking for a bit of fun so the fact heâs got some weird relationship on the side shouldnât have bothered you too much but it really did. Heâd kept it from you from the start and you had so many unanswered questions swirling around in your brain.
âI know none of this is fair on you and now Iâve dragged you into this weird thing so Iâm sorryâ
âDo you ever think of me, when youâre with her?â You asked, your mouth tumbling out questions before you really knew what you wanted to say but the sad look on his face was making your heart break.
âSometimesâ he admitted quietly and you didnât know what to think. âA lot, actually. Things are different with you, you feel like a warm blanket when sheâs left me out in the cold. I just got sick and tired of worrying and waiting for her to decide to come back thatâs allâ
âWhy do you keep going back?â
âIâm not even sure at this pointâ he laughed, resting his head on the back of the sofa and you followed suit so you could lean back next to him. Both looking at each other as he began to open up to you. âWeâre childhood sweethearts. She's my first everything like sheâs all Iâve ever known and weâve fallen into the most ridiculous pattern but I canât make it stop. Trust me Iâve tried. Itâs exhausting I swear but you do weird things when you love someoneâ
âIs she good to you, when youâre together?â You questioned, trying to get to the bottom of why he kept going back to her but as soon as you asked you realised you didnât want to know.
âSheâs perfect at first, but it never lasts that long. Itâs like Iâm addicted to that high of when we get back together that I just roll with the punches nowâ he confessed and your heart broke for him. âI just wanted to be honest with you. I know I havenât been and Iâm sorryâ
âWell I appreciate you telling meâ you sighed . Thinking this was it and he was letting you down gently but when you felt his hand on your cheek you looked up at him with wide eyes.
âI know itâs selfish, and I know I shouldnât but I want to keep you in my life still. If youâre okay with that?â
âOh Iâm⊠Mase Iâm not sure-â
âPlease, I canât not have you around. I feel like youâre meant to be in my life, like I feel different around you. I feel myself, you know?â
You felt it too. You felt yourself around him and you wanted to be selfish and keep him in your life so against your better judgement you felt yourself nodding in agreement.
âWe can just take it day by day and see how we feelâ you nodded. Knowing you were setting yourself up for a fall but something inside of you didnât want to let him go.
âYeah okay, like itâs still early days, but Iâd really like for us to be friends at leastâ he smiled. The word friends breaking your heart a tiny bit as they fell from his lips but you soldiered on. Smiling and nodding like you were fine with all of it.
âCan I ask you something else?â You whispered. Things clicking into place the more you thought about them and since he seemed to be being honest with you so you felt like you could ask him more.
âAnythingâ
âYour friend that first night? When he said we shouldnât be talking it wasnât because we were rushing things was it? It was because of herâ
âNo thatâs not completely trueâ he told you. Picking your hand up so he could play with your fingers while he spoke. âShe was part of it yeah but he really did think it was nuts we only matched the day beforeâ
âHave you done this before? Seen other girls in betweenâ
âNever, I swear. Youâre the second person Iâve ever slept with in my life.â he told you, looking straight into your eyes and this time you believed him. âWait one secâ he told you. Reaching for his phone so he could pull up his emails before pulling you into his chest so you could see âSee? This is my registration email for that appâ he explained, pointing to the time and date and you saw it was the day you first spoke around about an hour before you matched. âYouâre the only girl I spoke to on there tooâ he laughed. Opening the app up so you could check his inbox and to your surprise you were the only profile there. âDo you believe me?â
âI believe youâ you sighed. Looking up into his eyes as his flickered all over your face before landing on your lips. You felt awful but you ached for him. Wanting to look past everything heâd just said and throw yourself at him so you could feel him like youâd wanted to for days. And to your surprise he seemed to be thinking exactly the same.
You knew you shouldnât, but when he lent forward to kiss you, you let him. Sighing into his mouth as he kissed you softly before you pulled back. Foreheads touching as you looked down into your lap.
âWe canâtâ
âI knowâ he sighed, bringing you into his chest so he could just hold you âI donât wanna stopâ he told you earnestly. âBut I get it. If youâre not comfortable sleeping together anymore thatâs fine but I canât not be around youâ
âMase, I donât knowâ you gulped, suddenly thinking everything through. Not sure if you were able to be around him now when you knew what you wanted from him but his puppy dog eyes were making it hard to resist him.
âI just need a friend, pleaseâ he told you and you could feel yourself getting wrapped around his finger. You didn't want to be his shoulder to cry on but in this moment thatâs all you could ever be.
âOh Maseâ you pouted. Threading your fingers through his before he rested his head on your shoulder. âI guess we can be friends. But no more sex yeah? Even when you are on a breakâ
âOkayâ he nodded sadly, knowing it was the right choice but also knowing he still wanted you.
Your little routine continued, him doing the disappearing acting before showing up unannounced and you still remember the first time he tried to act coy about it but as the pair of you sunk down into your sofa you knew you had to address the elephant in the room.
âMason itâs fine, I know the drill. You can just tell me if you were with her last weekâ you mumbled and you felt him sigh next to you before placing his head on your shoulder.
âI was with herâ he told you quietly. His words slicing through you but you acted like it had no effect on you. You were friends and you promised youâd be there for him no matter what.
âAnd?â
âRinse and repeat. Sheâs thrown me out againâ
You didnât respond. Not really knowing what to say as on one hand you were happy you had him back but you knew it wouldn't last long.
You weren't sure if it was helping, now you knew where he was spending the time he had away from you. Learning that Mason and his girlfriend, Robin, did in fact live together but Mason had a flat of his own heâd stay in whenever he needed to. You both agreed on never going there though just in case she turned up unannounced and each time he wanted to see you, heâd show up at your door.
Now you werenât sleeping together and were just friends, you took a different route on how you spent your time together. Making him hot chocolate and feeding him biscuits as you let him vent. Telling you what crazy reason she had that time to kick him out from not putting the kettle back in its base properly to staying behind at training a little longer and forgetting to text her about it.
He never seemed bothered when he first got to you though. Always excited to see you and wrap you up in his arms and every time his chocolate eyes looked into yours you felt your resolve cracking a little more. You were friends and thatâs what you had agreed on but you couldnât deny there was still that same level of attraction and pull to one another.
You always wanted to touch him and kiss him. Always were thinking about him and wanting him with you as you did the most mundane tasks and as time went on you seemed to be spending more time together as his and Robin's disagreements became more frequent.
You knew it was probably the last thing you should be doing but you missed him and wanted to grill him about what had happened this time so whilst he was on the way over you quickly freshened up just in time for him to ring your buzzer.
âHello troubleâ he beamed, taking you into his arms so he could hold you tightly and you couldn't stop yourself from squeezing him back. Youâd missed him more than you thought and the kiss he pressed to your cheek made you shiver. âMissed youâ
âMissed you tooâ you told him quietly and you really had. Heâd cancelled on you the week before after he promised he was on his way. Leaving you to drink two cups of hot chocolate yourself but he was here this time and you hated how relieved you felt.
It was around the sixth time heâd walked away from her that something changed. He came over just like usual and you made him something to eat as you sat and spoke about why sheâd chucked him out this time but the way he was with you was slowly evolving as he placed his hand on your knee and rubbed his thumb across it
âWhatâs this youâre watching?â
âItâs a documentary about twin flamesâ
âWhat a twin flame?â
âItâs basically another word for a soulmate. Someone you have a deep connection with that canât really be explained. Like theyâre your person and you feel this pull to them. Youâre meant to spend your life with them, like their your oneâ you told him. Watching a cheeky smile spread across his face and you knew what he was about to say before heâd even said it.
âSo like us then?â
âWell considering this is about a cult that ruined a load of peopleâs lives I hope notâ you laughed, trying to push him words away as they made you feel strange but he just wrapped an arm around you as he kissed your cheek. Pulling you further into his lap so you could be closer.
Each time heâd seen you he pushed it a little more, holding your hand, kissing your cheek and making cheeky comments to try and make you blush but he was extra touchy tonight. And you couldnât say you werenât enjoying the attention.
âCan I have a cuddle please? A proper oneâ he pouted and you knew what he meant instantly. You knew it was risky but the selfish part of you wanted to feel close to him so you did what he wanted. Lying down on your sofa before patting your chest and he climbed on top of you like an excited puppy. Resting his head in your neck as he wrapped his arms around you, his weight slightly crushing you but you didnât mind. One arm around his shoulders as the other reached into his hair to scratch over his scalp.
âThat better?â You asked, feeling him hum in satisfaction as he nestled himself into you even further and you wondered if he could hear your heart pounding in your chest with how close he was. Feeling his skin press against yours after so long felt comforting and exciting at the same time and you couldnât help but reach down as press a kiss to his temple.
âI always feel better with youâ he whispered, his lips moving against your neck making you shiver and you knew he felt it. Feeling his smile brush against you before he took the plunge and placed a gentle kiss to your neck.
You were turned on instantly, a shaky breath falling from your lips before you could stop it and you knew he could tell how much he was affecting you with one simple kiss.
So he didnât stop. Gently sucking on your sweet spot as he littered your skin with kisses, but it was the way he pressed his crotch into your core that had you trembling.
âMaseâ you whimpered. Tugging on his hair gently but this just caused Iâm to growl into your neck before kneeling up so he could look you in the eyes.
âPlease, gorgeous. Please let me have youâ he begged quietly, eyes wide and dark as he dragged his bottom lip through his teeth. âIâve been so good and Iâve kept my hands to myself for so long but I need you now baby, pleaseâ
You froze, not wanting to say no but knowing what saying yes meant and he took your lack of objection to mean he could touch you. One hand sneaking under your shirt to touch your bare waist and your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling. He was being so gentle with you, teasing you just the way you liked before his fingers travelled to your pj shorts. Reaching up the leg and pulling them to the side but as soon as his touch landed on your underwear you froze. Eyes meeting his immediately as he ceased his movements.
âTell me to stop and I willâ he uttered, but you both knew there was no going back so you shook your head ever so slightly to let him know it was fine to carry on and it only took a beat for him to move his fingers again. Stroking your folds over your underwear and the sensation was driving you insane. Bucking your hips up gently into his hand to let him know you needed more and he was happy to oblige.
His hands moved to your thighs, spreading them out so he could access you a bit easier before his fingers were back over your core. Resuming his movements before dipping his fingers past the hem of your underwear so he could touch you properly.
You gasped at the contact, his fingers feeling like magic after so long and you shut your eyes again before you felt him move to hover over you. His forehead resting on yours as you both stared into each other's eyes and the intensity made you shiver.
âDonât close your eyes baby, look at meâ he whispered, fingers pulsing inside of you as he spoke and you whimpered at the sound of his voice. âIâve missed this, missed having you like thisâ
You couldn't deny youâd missed him too, but there was a reason why you hadnât been intimate with him for the last few months. He was making you feel too good right in this second though to think about anything else and when you felt his bulge press against your thigh you knew you couldnât wait any longer.
âMasey pleaseâ
âWhat is it, sweetheart?â He asked, voice soft and slightly playful. You knew he knew what you wanted but he wanted you to ask for it. Threading your fingers through his hair so you could pull his face down and into your neck before finally telling him what he wanted to hear.
âFuck me, Maseâ you whispered in his ear, feeling him shudder at your words before a low growl fell from his lips.
âGood girlâ
So he did what you asked, taking his time to re explore your body before holding your hands above your head as he drove himself into you. Each thrust feeling better than the last until you were whimpering his name through your high. Letting him collapse onto your naked body before you both erupted into giggles and even though you knew you should have stopped him, you let him kiss you softly.
âSorry, I know we said no more sex but I canât not have you, pretty girlâ he whispered, lips peppering soft kisses over your cheeks as you blushed at his words. âIâm so fucking obsessed with youâ
âWell thatâs worryingâ
âYeah, Iâd get some sort of restraining order in place if I were youâ he teased, lips trailing back to your neck again and the sensation made you squirm in delight. âSuch a good girl for me. You want me again?â
You could feel him already hard against your leg again and against your better judgement for the second time that evening you nodded against his lips. Swallowing his small chuckle at your neediness as you kissed him deeply again, the rules youâd set yourself to protect your heart thrown out the window as you let Mason do with you as he pleased.
Even though he would remind you that he was technically single, you knew it was wrong to fall back into the routine of sleeping together. Knowing heâd be off soon after, leaving you more hurt than you realised each time but you took it because being with him felt so good.
That was until youâd clearly let him get too comfortable and he began to walk all over you. Cancelling plans at the drop of a hat, always being on his phone around you as he constantly texted someone with a smile on his face and you were unsure if it was Robin or someone else heâd met but it still hurt just the same.
The real kicker came when you were looking at the menu for a restaurant Sam had sent you and Mason had caught sight of it over your shoulder. Questioning you where it was and when you explained it was somewhere youâd always wanted to try he promised to take you soon however two nights later you saw the pap pictures of him leaving the very same restaurant with Robin.
You felt crushed, that was your special place that youâd introduced him to and now it was ruined for you. No longer wanting to go there or speak to him for a while so when he text you the next day you left him on read.
You gave in though, like you always did. Mason explaining a few days later when heâd showed up at your door unannounced that she had caught him trying to book a table for the pair of you and heâd panicked and told her it was for her. Telling you heâd take you soon but you no longer cared for it and he knew heâd messed up that time. Being extra soft with you that night as he tried to show you how much he cared for you without any words.
As the weeks went on, you were starting to feel like he kept you around just for sex. Coming and going as he pleased as he knew youâd never deny him and give him what he wanted but a cheeky glance at your phone would prove otherwise eventually.
âWhy do you still have that app?â
âWhat app?â
âThe dating app we met on. Why do you still have it downloadedâ he questioned, his tone full of anger and jealousy but in all honesty youâd just forgotten to delete it. You hadnât been back on it since youâd got Mason's number but he didnât need to know that.
âWhy wouldnât I have it? Iâm single, remember?â
âI beg to differâ he scoffed, knowing heâd crossed a line with his words but he held firm. âDelete it pleaseâ
âNo, why should I?â
âCause I donât like the thought of you having it on thereâ
âWell Iâll be honest Mase, I donât give a shit what you don't like the thought of. You know where to go if you think differentlyâ you shrugged, hoping heâd drop the subject and move on but to your surprise he picked his stuff up and walked out your front door without another word. Slamming the door on the way out.
You didn't see him again for a week or so. Knowing he was probably with her whilst you two were sort of mad at each other was making you feel weird so you did what you could to distract yourself. Shopping dates and dinners with your girls and today you had a lunch date with Rose. Filling each other in about what youâd been up to lately but you kept all thoughts about Mason in the back of your mind until Rose left you to pop to the loo.
âFancy seeing you hereâ you heard, Mason's voice ringing in your ears as the shock ripped through you as you looked up to him. His hand resting on your shoulder with a cheeky smirk plastered over his face.
âMason? What are you doing here?â
âJust had a game of golf with Woody over the roadâ he told you, head bobbing in the direction of where heâd just come from. âWhy are you here?â
âLate lunch with a friendâ
âFriend? Or date?â
âWhy does it matter? You have a girlfriend Masonâ you told him. Watching his face drop momentarily before his sly smile returned.
âIt doesnât I guessâ he shrugged but you knew what he meant by that. It didn't matter to him if you were on a date because he knew youâd be crawling back to him as soon as he clicked his fingers and the realisation hit you like a truck. âLike you said, youâre single. I have to get going but Iâll text you yeahâ he smiled, dropping a kiss to the top of your head and walking away before you could say anything.
You managed to perk yourself back up before Rose got back. Quickly asking for the bill so she could rush off back to work yet when the waitress came you werenât expecting her to let you know the bill had been fully paid for and you were free to go.
You knew who had paid instantly. Slight anger rolling through you as you know heâd only done it as he thought you were on a date and was trying to prove a point to you and whoever you were with so you sent him a quick text to let him realise how silly and possessive heâd been.
You felt bad about the last line, but you stood by it. Your whole relationship was him getting his own way and you knew youâd hit a nerve as he never text you back after that.
You were miserable, stuck in this weird middle ground with him where he could never be yours and you knew what you had to do when he eventually came over that evening even though you didnât want to. His cheeky smile and soft touches had left a mark on you but it wasn't just that. Yeah the sex was great and you always felt a pull to him but you liked him as just Mason. The silly cheeky guy who never failed to make you laugh or brighten your day with just a text.
At least that was how you felt about him once anyway.
He texted you letting you know heâd be over soon so you busied yourself. Putting your dishes away and giving the place a quick hoover but you knew you were doing anything to just not think about what was about to happen.
This felt like make or break for you and him. You didnât want to be his bit on the side anymore and you were done trying to comfort him through a situation he had full control over. Yes you both went into this knowing it was a bit of fun but things had changed and you were ready to put yourself first. Either he gave you all of him or you were done. Plain and simple.
The sound of your buzzer going filled you with dread.
You opened the door for him, standing off to the side and slightly behind the door so he couldnât get to you in any way and you could tell he was confused by your standoffishness.
âYou okay?â he asked, his brows pinched together like he was unsure of what was going on so you nodded at him before walking into your living room and sitting in the armchair so he couldnât sit next to you
âMason I think we should talkâ you told him. Wanting to get in first so you could get your point across but he was looking back at you in confusion.
âWhat is it?â
âI want us to stop seeing each otherâ
âWhat? No I donât want thatâ he explained, his voice and face becoming hard but you tried not to look at him. Knowing it would just make you change your mind. âIâm sorry for last week, yeah? It just caught me off guard but I donât want us to stopâ
âIâm really unhappy, Masonâ you told him truthfully. Watching his face soften ever so slightly as he was clearly disappointed heâd made you upset so you dropped your eyes to the floor so you couldnât let his emotions influence you. âI didnât ask to be in the middle of you and her and Iâm stopping it before it goes any furtherâ
âWhat do you want me to do?â He offered, sounding desperate and you could see he wanted to get closer to you so wrapped your arms around yourself in an attempt to block him out.
âI donât want you to do anything. Iâm just trying to protect myself and if youâre carrying on with her then Iâm outâ you told him, your eyes flickering up to read his expression and he looked even sadder than before. âCause I bet she doesnât know about me does she? I bet you have to lie to her when you come and see meâ
âWell technically no. Whenever I come here me and here arenât on speaking terms so thereâs no pointâ he huffed but you just rolled your eyes at him. Hating the way he always had an answer for everything. âBut thatâs besides the point, none of that matters anymore cause youâre not in the middle of anythingâ
âWhat do you mean?â
âThatâs why I came over here, to tell you Iâve had enough and I just want youâ he told you softly before his big brown eyes were looking up into yours. His bottom lip wobbling as he tried to swallow down his tears and you felt awful instantly. âI canât keep putting myself through this every other week, itâs stupid. Not to mention you, Iâm so sorry for dragging you into thisâ
âAre you really not going back?â You whimpered, tears flooding your eyes at what he might be hinting at but you waited to let him speak to explain properly.
âWhen I went home after seeing you today she kicked off about some event sheâs going to tonight and I just canât do it anymoreâ he told you, shaking his head as he held a hand out to you. âPlease come hereâ
You did as he asked, taking his hand before sitting in his lap so you could hold each other tightly and the overwhelming need to apologise flooded you.
âSorry Mase, I had no idea I just-â
âShh, youâve got nothing to be sorry for, okay? Iâm the sorry one. I should've never let it get to this pointâ
As much as you agreed with him, you also had your part to play and before you knew it you were about to admit something you never thought you would. âI need to tell you somethingâ
âWhat is it babe?â He asked, pulling away from you so he could look into your eyes and the soft look on his face melted you.
âI think I like youâ you whispered, a look of shock on his face as your words sunk in. âLike, like like you, you know?â You laughed, watching his eyes brighten as you tried to make light of the situation and you could see your favourite smile returning to his face. âI know I shouldnât and I know this was never the plan but I do really like you and it kills me everytime you go back to herâ you explained. Your voice breaking at the end as you got emotional but his hand on your cheek brought you back to look at him. âBut I donât want to be in the middle of whatever weird game you and her have going on. How sheâs making you feel is how Iâm feeling and I donât like itâ
âI never meant for that to happen I swearâ he breathed, kissing your forehead as he smiled sweetly at you. âYou have no fucking idea how long Iâve waited for you to say thatâ he laughed, pressing a light kiss to your cheek now but you were left slightly confused. âI like you tooâ
âReally?â
âOf courseâ he laughed, pulling you tighter to his body as he nestled his face into your neck. âAll this time Iâve been going back to her to try and get the feeling I always get when Iâm with youâ he confessed âthis just makes it more final for me you know? Iâm done messing you around okay, I want you to be mineâ
âGood, cause I wanna be yoursâ you laughed, cupping his jaw so you could stroke his cheek and lean down to kiss him properly. It was a kiss full of relief as you gently brushed your lips together after being apart for so long. One full of promises of better times ahead now you were both free to be with each other and you spent a little time talking things through before eventually landing on the topic of seeing each other earlier that day.
âI know itâs stupid but after last week with the app and then today, I thought you were with someone else and I couldnât take it. Youâre mine okay?â He confessed and you couldnât help but let a small chuckle pass through your lips.
âAh, so you were jealousâ
âIncredibly soâ he laughed, not caring how he sounded. âAnd I felt stupid as fuck when you text me after and it was Rose. Like it really hit home then that i donât want anyone else to have you. But Iâm not being fair letting someone else have meâ
âI canât believe weâve finally got hereâ you laughed. Disbelief laced through your voice as he looked up at you shyly. âYou really want this then?â You asked, watching him pick up your hands so he could kiss along your knuckles and you felt your heart thump at the sweet gesture. Loving that he couldnât seem to keep his lips away from you.
âOf course I doâ he laughed, pressing a gentle kiss to your nose that made you shiver. âBeing with her, itâs shit. Sheâs fucking awful to me but Iâm stuck in this weird toxic cycle weâre I she says jump and I say how high. But itâs always been different with youâ he confessed, his voice gentle but certain and you couldn't stop smiling. âThat night we matched and we spoke on the phone for the first time, sheâd ended things two days before. I told myself I was done and I was gonna get her out of my system so I went on that app with all the intentions of just finding a girl to sleep with butâŠâ
âBut what?â
âBut I met you, and⊠Iâve never felt like that before. I just couldnât get enough of you so yeah when you said you were going out the next night I convinced my friends to go there so I could see youâ he admitted shyly causing you to laugh. âYou took my fucking breath away, you know that? I couldnât stop myself from touching you cause I felt like if I didnât then I couldn't survive. That first time I slept with you, I was expecting to feel shit. I was expecting to be thinking about her but I didnât. Not for one secondâ He told you, eyes all over your face as he was spilling his guts. âAnd all Iâve thought about is you ever since. You make me feel alive when Iâve been walking round like a zombie for yearsâ
You couldnât speak, his words turning you into a mess so you did the only thing you wanted to do with Mason and leaned into him for a kiss. You didnât stop this time though, letting him claim you fully once more after so long but this felt different to every other time. It was soft and loving and he repeatedly reminded you that you were his and he was yours and you swore youâd never heard anything so beautiful before.
You laid there for hours, spilling your guts about how youâd missed each other and how excited you were to start fresh. Hands never leaving each other's bodies as well as your lips but when he went to check his phone after it kept vibrating you saw his face drop. Writing out a quick text before coming back to join you but you knew something had changed about him. He was antsy and quiet and constantly checking his phone before standing up and reaching for his clothes.
âListen, Iâve got to head home yeah? But Iâll text you in bit and Iâll come see you tomorrow okay?â He told you, throwing his hoodie over his head and you felt an awful feeling settling in your tummy.
âOh um, where are you going?â You asked, not content with letting him go without an explanation and you could read the guilty look on his face from a mile away.
âI need to sort something outâ he shrugged but you knew him better than he thought and you knew all the warning signs. Thinking over everything heâd told you tonight and you knew you had to say something now to avoid more heartbreak down the line.
âMason I donât believe youâ
âWhat? Why not?â He laughed. Stuffing himself into his shoes as he grabbed his keys but his nonchalance was angering you.
âCause this whole night you haven't actually said itâs definitely over with her and now youâre just leaving so suddenly. Why canât you just tell me where youâre going?â
âBabe, iâŠâ
âTell me itâs over Masonâ you asked but he stood there just looking at you. Not able to speak so you probed him again. Knowing if you pushed him heâd spill and he looked on the verge of tears. âMason please-â
âI canâtâ he whispered, cutting you off as you felt your heart shatter. âI have to goâ
You let him walk to the front door in silence, quickly chucking on some underwear and a shirt and following him to the door where he was zipping up his coat and you knew you had to be firm with him this time.
âYou walk out the door Mason I promise you, I wonât let you back inâ you told him firmly. Watching his hand rest on the handle but he made no attempt to move it.
âY/n donât do thisâ
âYouâre the one leaving not meâ
âYou donât understandâ
âNo see I understand all of itâ you told him. Hands balled into fists as you tried to convey how you were feeling to him. âYouâre doing to me what she does to you after you promised you wouldnât and I wonât stand for it anymore. So Iâll tell you again. You leave Mason and I wonât let you back inâ
You didnât give him a chance to say anything else. Walking back into the living room so you could sit on your sofa in hopes heâd follow you but when you heard the door shut and silence after you knew heâd left.
You tried holding it in, you really did but you were crushed. Youâd fallen for his lies again and let him back in, ignoring all the red flags that now appeared so glaringly obvious and you cursed yourself for being so stupid. Letting yourself have an ugly cry into your pillows as you curled into a ball.
It was never meant to end like this. Mason was only ever meant to be someone to have fun with but youâd known from the second youâd seen him he was going to be special to you. Like your souls knew each other already and once theyâd found one another heâd set up home in your heart. Thatâs why you let him treat you how he had, doing whatever it took so you could call him yours even just for a night here and there but you couldnât let it carry on and hurt yourself like you were right now.
You didnât hear from him that night, constantly checking your phone through your tears to see if heâd texted you but each time you were met with a blank screen. Feeling more and more hopeless as time went on until youâd exhausted yourself and you fell asleep.
Thankfully the next morning you had nowhere you needed to be and after checking your phone to find nothing from him still, your misery turned to anger. Suddenly wanting to know who this girl was that he couldnât keep away from as youâd done everything in your power to ignore that part of his life and after some careful digging you managed to find her instagram. Your heart stopping at the first post you clicked on
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You knew it was him from the first picture. The hoodie being the same one he wore last night and as you scrolled to the next picture your heart sank even more. The same trousers and trainers as yesterday too and you didnât even want to scroll to the last picture but you did.
There he was, head tucked into her neck as they lay in bed together and you felt sick at the sight of them. Only a few hours before these pictures had been taken heâd been with you telling you that you were his one and you felt the rage slowly start to ripple through you. You felt like an idiot and you refused to be part of his little game anymore.
He may not have the guts to leave her but you were stronger than him and you could walk away from this any time.
You picked your phone up again, blocking his number, blocking his social media and even blocking him on the dating app where youâd first met him just in case he was desperate enough to try you there. Making sure he had no way of getting to you if he tried so you could have a clean break and move on even if the prospect of being without him felt hopeless.
Over the next few days you were able to pull yourself together, the first days being rough but you got yourself back into a routine and had started to perk up by the end of the week.
Your heart still hurt though, wanting nothing more than to unblock him from everything and invite him over but you knew as soon as you looked into his eyes, that had had you from the start, then the gaping hole he left would ache even more.
You didnât want to be around anyone, choosing to spend your Saturday night wrapped up in a blanket as you fed yourself your favourite snacks. Doing everything you could to stop your mind thinking of other things and you hadnât felt this settled in a while.
The pounding on your door came as a complete shock to you and the force of it made you jump. You knew it was him instantly but you were determined to ignore him until he went away. Youâd told him you wouldnât let him back in if he came back and youâd half been expecting it at some point but not this quickly.
âY/n? Babe you in there?â You suddenly heard, Mason sticking his fingers through the letterbox of your front door so he could shout directly in and the sound of his loud voice frightened you a little bit. âBaby please speak to me. I know Iâve fucked it but please let me inâ
You heard the letter box snap shut, hoping that he thought you werenât in and after a few moments you stood up and rounded the corner into your hallway so you could make sure he was gone. But as soon as you got close you saw it open again, jumping to the side and out the way so you could hide just next to the door and out of sight but you knew it was all in vain.
âI saw your legs, I know you're thereâ he called, shutting the post box back up but it wasnât for long. Watching it open again as he jammed his fingers through as you were frozen in place. âIf you donât wanna let me in then fine, but can you at least unblock me so I can call you. I look like a mad man shouting in the street like thisâ he told you and you knew he was right.
You knew he was causing a scene and soon enough your neighbours would be wondering what was happening but you werenât sure if you wanted to hear him out yet. Even just the sound of his voice now was making you feel uneasy but you knew Mason and you knew heâd sit out there until you spoke to him no matter how long it took.
Against your better judgement you unblocked his number and sent him a quick text to let him know he could call you but you only did it so you could tell him to go away and when you saw his picture flash up to show he was calling, you gulped down a nervous lump before hitting accept.
âBaby please-â
âNoâ you sniffed, knowing if he explained youâd be right back under his thumb and you were tired of all of it. âI'm not listening, I only unblocked you so I could tell you to leave me alone. All Iâve done is think about what you need and I've hurt myself in the process. Iâm done talking about this please just goâ
âNo Iâm not going. Iâm sorry but no you have to hear me outâ he countered, hearing him take a seat on your front step as you contemplated if unblocking him was the right choice.
âI gave you your chance Mason and you blew it. Iâm not opening up and letting you back in just for you to run back to her. I poured my heart out to you and you still went backâ
âBaby, please. Iâm not going anywhere this time I promiseâ he told you his voice pained but when you didnât answer him you heard the back of his head thud on the door before you heard some shuffling. âI mean it, Iâm not going anywhere. Iâll sit out here forever if I have toâ
âMason Iâm sorry, youâve done this too many times I canâtâ you cried, feeling yourself getting overwhelmed at the fact he wouldnât go and you couldnât help but let out a few small sobs. âYou donât want meâ
âOf course I do-â
âNo you donât, youâre just petrified of being alone so youâre latching onto whoever you canâ you wailed. âYouâre being selfish and I canât do it anymoreâ
âPlease donât cry. Not when Iâm stuck out here and canât do anything to helpâ he pleaded, sounding more and more desperate as the moments went on. âTell me what to do. What can I do to fix this? Weâre meant to be together baby, canât you see?â
âI used to be able to but youâre hurting me Mason. Everything you do fucking hurtsâ you sobbed. Trying to make him feel as awful as possible and from the sound of his breathing on the other end it was working. He sounded wrecked but you were ready to stick the knife in a few more times for good measure. âDo you know how hard it is to wake up every morning and know youâre waking up next to her, when you should be with me? It fucking sucks Mason, I hate itâ
âIâm sorry baby-â
âNo youâre not sorry. Iâm sick of being second place okay, Iâm doneâ
âThere is no second place, youâre all there is yeah? youâre my one I promiseâ
You wanted to believe him. To throw the door open and hurl yourself into his arms but you stayed put. Heâd done this to you too many times and you didnât have it in you to watch him walk away from you again so you kept him out no matter how much it was hurting you both. It would be better for you in the long run to end things here and move on.
âI bared my soul to you Mason and I thought youâd done the same. I thought we were finally getting somewhere but youâve never wanted me from the start and now I need you to goâ
âBaby please-â
âNo Mase! Please just go, please!â you begged him, hoping heâd take the hint before you hung up on him as you couldnât take listening to him anymore. Heâd hurt you more than anyone else had and the sound of him trying to make things right was just hurting you even more.
âOkay okay, Iâm goingâ he told you. His voice raw and full of tears and you could hear him standing up outside. âIâm going okay but Iâm not giving up. Iâm not giving up on us baby so just please please dont block me again and Iâll prove to you Iâm serious okay? Iâm serious about youâ
You didnât reply, fresh out of words to give him and you hoped your silence was enough for him to get the picture but unfortunately for you he still had more to say.
âIâll leave you alone okay, I know my word means nothing to you right now but Iâll make this up to you. Iâll text you on Monday and weâll figure something out, just promise me you wonât block meâ
You didnât want to make him any promises and you were also unsure as to whether you were going to keep him unblocked so you kept silent again. Hoping heâd get the hint you were done talking to him.
âOkay well⊠Iâm off then. Iâll talk to you soon, okay? Bye babyâ he whispered, waiting a beat to see if youâd reply but when you didnât he finally hung up.
You didnât know how he did it, but the urge to throw your door open and go chasing after him was itching just below your skin. You kept yourself rooted to the floor though, waiting for the sound of his car to start and drive away before you picked yourself up off the floor and took yourself back to the sofa.
Where do I go from here? You wondered. Face falling into your hands and you silently wept. You would love to give Mason another chance as you knew deep down in your soul he was your person but even if that was the case it didnât give him the right to treat you how he had been.
You always prided yourself on sticking to your guns and being firm but when it came to Mason youâd thrown it all out of the window. Doing anything you could to keep him close and you wondered if giving him one more chance would even be worth it.
The rest of the weekend passed you by in a blur. Going to visit your parents on Sunday as you needed some comfort but as soon as you got home the wallowing hole that Mason left in chest started to hurt. He kept to his word and didnât text you that day but at 8am on the dot on Monday there he was. The sight of his text on your phone making your mouth go dry and you opened it cautiously feeling like as soon as you did heâd pop out from somewhere.
It still hurt hearing from him, but you were glad he wasnât after a response cause you didnât have one to give to him right now. Your heart was hurting as you told yourself you wouldnât let him get anywhere near you again but here he was.
The thought ran across your mind of just blocking him again and being done with it. Hoping he would get the hint and leave you alone but you knew that would never happen. And what if he was telling the truth? Was it really over with her? Was he finally free from whatever spell she had him under and could he one day be fully yours?
Your curiosity eventually got the better of you, pulling up Robins instagram again and you were shocked to find that any trace of Mason was now gone. Even carefully scrolling down the rest of her feed to find the cute pictures of them as teenagers had vanished also and even though you didnât want to be one of those girls you checked her followers and following to find him missing from both lists.
You knew it was only small but it was something. Something to show he was serious and now all you were left wondering was if he had it in him to put the work in to win you back.
But work in for it he did.
Each day a new text would come through at 8am sharp and whilst for the first few days you were unsure and still a little bit sad, it became part of your routine than you expected. You were still sad about what happened and didnât know if you had it in you to let Mason back in but he was really trying and with each new text that you left unanswered your resolve was chipping away more and more.
It wasn't just him saying good morning that made your heart defrost a little bit, it was the making sure you had a proper coat and umbrella with you and the cheesy jokes to make you smile. Never once missing a day or sending you one late and over the coming weeks you felt the need to reply grow. Even typing out a few replies sometimes but you chickened out at sending them. Knowing it would open to the floodgates for you to talk and you didnât know if you were ready yet.
So you kept things one sided for a few weeks, finding yourself anticipating what he might say to you next whilst trying to keep up with where he was. Wanting to watch his stories but not be caught out but in the end you just went for it knowing the amount of people that see meant heâd never realise you did too.
That was until five weeks had passed and you woke up one day to a blank screen. No silly joke, no letting you know what coat you needed or even a simple hello.
You didnât know what to do or what to think. You were so used to hearing from him now that being woken up to nothing left an unfamiliar feeling in your tummy. Had something happened to him? Or had he simply given up? Tired of trying with you every day to get nothing back and it was in that moment you realised thatâs not what you wanted. You knew you were always going to give in eventually no matter how much you told yourself you wouldnât but now you were unsure as to what to do.
You decided to leave it for a few hours. Giving yourself a deadline of 2pm and if he hadnât spoken to you by that time then youâd send him a message in hopes heâd reply and as soon as the clock struck two you hit send.
Now youâd replied, the sudden realisation of what you were going to say if he got back to you flashed through your mind. Wondering if you should make him work for it a little bit more but you realised there was no point. It had been over a month since youâd left him sitting on your steps outside and you missed him more and more as each day passed.
The pair of you needed to thrash it out and start fresh rather than let this drag on any longer than needed so you thought about what you wanted to say to him when he replied and when your phone buzzed around half an hour later you picked it up excitedly in hopes he wasnât mad at you or had given up.
You were filled with giddy excitement, knowing he wasnât mad at you but his phone was dead and you felt like a huge weight had been lifted as you finally admitted you missed him. You were done with playing games with him and dragging anything out
The rest of the day dragged, antsy to get home and speak to Mason but youâd agreed to have dinner with a colleague and didnât want to appear rude. Thankfully they had issues with their babysitter so you got away at a reasonable time and were able to hop in the shower and get ready for bed just in time to text Mason and let him know you were ready for him.
He read the message straight away but it took around five minutes for him to actually call you. Your heart in your throat as his picture came up and with shaky hands you clicked accept and readied yourself to talk to him.
âHello?â
âHeyâ he answered, a sigh of relief pouring from him and he spoke and the butterflies swarmed in your tummy as you listened to the sound of his voice in what felt like the first time in forever. âYou alright?â
âYeah, Iâm fine. You?â
âYeah Iâm goodâ he told you softly, closing your eyes as a wave of emotion rippled over you. âIâve missed your voiceâ
You couldnât stop the quiet sob that fell from your lips at his confession. You missed his voice too but you didnât want to admit it to him right now.
âPlease donât get upsetâ he whispered. Concern filling his voice as he listened to you struggling to hold it together. âPlease baby, cause I might do something drasticâ he joked, feeling the laughter bubble up and out of you before you could stop it and itâs like you could feel him smiling down the phone.
âOh yeah? Like what?â
âWhatever you want, Iâll do itâ he told you seriously. âI mean it, whatever you want from me to make you happy, Iâll do itâ
âI asked you to leave me alone, you didnât do thatâ
âCause I know weâd both be miserable in the long runâ he told you pointedly and you had to reluctantly agree. You had been miserable for so long but this felt like a bit of a turning point.
You kept the conversation light, letting each other know what youâd been up to lately and you could feel yourself slipping back into the same headspace as when you first met. Hanging on his every word as he made you laugh and the itch to see him was slowly growing.
âThis feels a bit like old times huh?â You smiled. âYou know, like the first night we matched? weâve come full circle a bitâ
âI still remember that callâ he whispered âI knew I was fucked as soon as I heard your voiceâ he laughed, hearing him moving around so he could get comfortable and it made you miss him even more. You wanted to get comfortable in his arms so he could hold you together. âDo you think I can see you soon?â
âI think so, yeahâ you told him quietly, Mason giving no response to you but you could feel his smile down the phone. âMason?â
âYes babyâ he answered, your tummy flipping at the sound of the pet name again. Heâd called it a million times before but this felt different. It felt real.
âIs it really over with herâ
âI promise, itâs doneâ he told you sincerely and you believed him straight away. âWhatever you need for me to prove it to you I will okayâ
âI donât want you to think I donât trust you-â
âNo itâs not that, but I've messed up and I need to prove myself. Iâve not given you anything to trust but I can change that and I willâ he told you pointedly.
âWhat happened, Mase? Why did you go?â You asked tearily before hearing him let out a sigh.
âWhen I came here that night, I was serious about ending things. But sheâs all Iâve ever really known so when she asked if I could come back and see her I only went because I'm weak. I donât really have an excuse I just panicked but I knew Iâd messed up straight away and then I saw she put that fucking post up. I told her to take it down and I tried to text you but they werenât delivering and when I called you it was going straight to voicemail. I even tried messaging you on the bloody app but you werenât coming up so I logged out and then when I searched again you came upâ he sighed. âI knew then Iâd lost you so I really tried with her for a few days but youâre always on my mind. It's like Iâd look at her but Iâd just be wishing I was looking at you, pretending you were next to me and no matter what I did that never went away. I donât feel for her what I feel for you, donât think I ever have really and I knew I had to break the cycle with her. We loved each other but we just didnât like each other anymoreâ
âHow do you know that won't happen to us?â you asked quietly. Not sure you could ever not like Mason even after everything but if it could happen to him and his childhood sweetheart then what chance did you have?
âI canât make you any promises baby, but I just have this feeling you know? Me and her hurting each other was a routine, when we werenât shouting at each other then it didnât feel right. Itâs almost like we took pleasure in making the other miserable but knowing Iâd hurt you, that absolutely broke meâ he told you. His voice wobbling at the end as his emotions got the better of him and that was all it took for you to get upset yourself. Small sobs that youâd tried to keep at bay now battling their way to their surface and you knew Mason heard them straight away.
âPlease donât cry loveâ he whispered and you could hear him sitting up in bed like he was trying to hear you better.
âSorry-â
âNo no donât be sorryâ he interrupted, his voice full of sorrow. âI just hate that I canât do anythingâ
âItâs fine, Iâll be alrightâ you told him but clearly you werenât convincing enough as you heard him get out of bed on the other end.
âNo Iâm sorry, I canât. Iâm coming over okay?â
âYou donât have to, Iâll be fine in a minuteâ
âNo I do. If you donât want me to come then I wonât but I canât be so far away knowing youâre upsetâ
You didnât want him being far away anymore either and the prospect of being close to him for a little bit sounding more enticing by the second and before you knew it your mouth was running away with you.
âThereâs a spare key under the plant potâ
âIâll be ten minutes okay? Just stay where you areâ he told you and you could hear him rustling around on the other end.
âOkayâ You choked and after a quick goodbye he was gone.
You tried to calm yourself down a bit. Sitting yourself up in bed to try and stop the tears but no matter what they kept flowing and the anticipation of seeing Mason was making you feel sick.
You heard your front door open, gathering yourself together so you could try and calm down some more. Switching the lamp on beside you but as soon as he burst through the door you felt yourself breaking down again.
He was rushing over to you in an instant and you let him hold you to his chest. Tucking your face in his neck as his scent overtook you and you felt yourself melting into his embrace.
âShhhhh itâs okay. Itâs okay baby Iâm here now. I've got you yeah?â He whispered. Rocking you back and forth to soothe you but all you could do was cry your little broken heart out once more. Gripping his hoodie with your fists like he might disappear but he was there and he was real. His fingers slowly rubbing over your scalp as he tried to calm you down but all you could feel was his own breathing becoming more ragged as he got emotional himself.
The pair of you couldnât seem to separate, holding each other as tightly as you could as you cried out all of your pain. Him rubbing your back gently to try and soothe you but it was his comforting smell that relaxed you more than anything. Letting it engulf you as you squeezed him tighter before pulling back to look at him.
âPlease donât cry anymore beautifulâ he whispered, gently wiping the last few tears from under your eyes and you gently reached out to wipe the tears away from his own face. The need to have him tell you face to face it was finally over being the only thing on your mind as you knew youâd be able to read him so without a second thought you cupped his face and smiled as he rested his cheek in your palm.
âIs it really done?â
âItâs done babyâ he nodded, and you knew he was being honest. âLast time I was here, when I sat outside, as soon as I left I went and got my stuff and I havenât seen or spoken to her sinceâ
âReally?â
âI promise. And you know what? I feel so relieved. Like huge weights off my shoulders cause I know itâs really done and itâs overâ he told you, unable to stop himself pressing a soft kiss to your forehead and you shivered at his touch before wrapping your arms around him again.
âLook at meâ he whispered, pulling back so the pair of you could look at each other and even though he looked the saddest youâd ever seen him his eyes looked less troubled and you felt your heart settle. âEven if you really are done with me and this is it, then I just want you to know Iâll always be grateful for you, you know? Things have been different with you from the start in the best way possible and I canât even begin to describe it. I just feel drawn to you, weâre like magnets. Like maybe it sounds stupid but itâs like our souls are connected. I know you said it was a cult but youâre my twin flame babyâ he laughed, making you roll your eyes at his attempt at a joke but your smile mirrored his before he got serious again.
âYou made me see how unhealthy everything was and Iâve never felt more complete than when Iâm with you. You make me feel safe and you feel like home. Like when Iâm with you my mind finally switches off and I know everythingâs alright. Meeting you changed everything for me but I get that I may have pushed you too farâ
âIâm not done with youâ you told him. Watching his face relax as your words sunk in. Knowing you felt the exact same as him and thatâs why youâd been holding on to him for so long. âI really almost was but I canât keep awayâ
âIâll make things right i promiseâ he breathed, his voice strained as he tried to hold himself together and even though he was clearly emotional you were ready to set down some ground rules.
âIf we do this, we do it my way alright?â
âIâll do whatever you want, i promise youâ
âI need time okay. Iâm not saying we have to keep apart like we have been but Iâd like for us to take it slow and make sure this is really what we want. I canât get hurt like this again Maseâ
âI know, and I never would again, yeah? But we can go at whatever pace you likeâ he told you and you couldnât stop the smile taking over your face at his words. You knew he was being serious and the way he started smiling because you were made your heart thump, letting him pull you in closer as he cupped your jaw. âI missed you so muchâ he whispered, kissing your head gently. âBut I also missed who I was when Iâm around you. You bring out the best parts of me. You make me want to be better, to do better, I want to be good for you, you know?. I couldn't have done it without you, I didnât even want to do it for myself but I- I care about you so muchâ he confessed.
You couldnât speak, his sweet words rendering you speechless so you did the only thing you could think of to show him you felt the same. Leaning forward to softly capture his lips and you could tell he was shocked. Freezing ever so slightly before he melted into you and kissed you back.
Youâd missed his kisses more than anything, the way just a simple touch of his lips on yours had the power to relax you like they did and you wanted to feel even closer to him than you currently were so you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and let him pull you further into his body.
Neither of you tried to take anything further, content with just feeling each other after what felt like too long apart and even when you tried to pull away he chased your lips so he could kiss you again before you couldnât stop smiling. Foreheads resting against each others so you could still be close and it was only when he bumped his nose against yours gently that you found the courage to look at him.
âThat was unexpectedâ he smiled, making you laugh out of embarrassment a little bit but he kissed your cheeks to let you know it was fine.
âWhat happens now, Mase?â
âWhat do you want to happen?â
âA fresh start?â You smiled, causing him to nod at you shyly. âI donât wanna hold onto any anger or use anything against each other or anything like that. I just want us to be together and be happy. Just the two of usâ
âI want that too, more than anythingâ he confirmed. âlike I never wanna make you sad ever again, it kills me knowing how Iâve made you feel. I really would do anything to make this work, baby. I wanna grow with you and laugh with you and make you happy, yeah? Never wanna see you cry againâ
âI donât think Iâve got anymore tears leftâ you laughed, pulling him back into a hug and your heart fluttered at the way he clung to you. Stroking your back as he hid in your neck and you relished in the comfortable silence.
âShe knows about youâ he told you suddenly. His voice was so quiet you almost didnât hear him but when you pulled back he must have sensed your uneasiness and carried on to reassure you. âNot everything, like she doesnât know who you are but when I told her I wasnât coming back this time she asked if there was someone else. Sheâd had her suspicions for a while but I just told her Iâve got a very good friend who I don't wanna just be friends with anymore. And that I love her enough to give her everything she wants and not keep hurting her because we canât figure our shit outâ
âLove?â You breathed. Wondering if the word had slipped out by accident but he nodded his head to let you know thatâs what he meant to say.
âDonât worry, you donât have to say it. It just needed you to knowâ he told you softly. Thumb stroking your cheek as he gazed down at you adoringly. âYou still give me butterflies, you know that? just like you did the first time I saw you. Theyâve never gone away and I donât think they ever willâ
âOh Maseâ you whispered. So overwhelmed by everything heâd told you tonight you didnât know where to start. You just wanted to hold him and kiss him and let him know you were going to be okay so you did just that. Kissing him softly before you pulled each other into your arms.
It felt like a dream, sitting there quietly and content with him as you just held each other together. Focusing on each other's breathing as you melted even closer together and you wished you could stay like this in his arms forever.
âIâll head off soon, yeah?â He whispered into your hair, hands stroking your back lightly but you pulled away with a pout before he tucked some hair behind your ear. Smiling softly at you as you looked at him in disappointment.
âDo you have to?â
âI thought you wanted to take it slow?â
âI do, but not tonightâ you huffed. âI need you here tonightâ
âOh yeah? Need me here to do what?â He asked, his voice getting a little more cheeky but he knew you didnât mean it like that.
âHold meâ you whispered, watching his face soften before pressing another kiss to your cheek.
âCome on, Iâve got youâ he whispered, the pair of you getting comfortable under the covers and you shivered as his thumbs stroked over your waist lightly. âYou know, I wished I would of known there was a key under the plant pot when I was sat outside freezing my balls off a few weeks agoâ
âTrust me you wouldnât have wanted to see me thenâ you chuckled. âI was ready to tear you a new oneâ
âI would have taken itâ he smiled, pulling you into his body a little further. âBut I think it was better I gave you some space for a little whileâ
âWhat about the constant texts?â
âDonât lie, you loved them. I know you were waiting everyday to see what I had to say nextâ
âThe animal facts were my favouriteâ
âOh yeah? Well Iâve got a load saved up for youâ he told you. The pair of you giggling like school kids but the wide eyed look on his face made your tummy flutter and when he lent down to kiss your cheek softly you could feel the blush spreading over them. âI know you wanna take things slow but Iâm so excited to do all our firsts together againâ he told you softly, and you looked up at him with a confused expression.
âWhat do you mean?â
âYou know like, tomorrow will be the first morning I get to wake up next to you and not feel weird about it. And Iâm gonna take you out on a first date, a real one and I'll take you wherever you want. And then you can come stay with me for the first time and Iâll show you off to my family when youâre readyâ he told you excitedly. âDoes that all sound okay?â
âThat sounds perfectâ you laughed, loving how excited he seemed knowing heâd get to do all these things with you again
âAs much as Iâd love to stay up all night yapping with you, you need some sleep babyâ
âYouâll be here when I wake up, wonât you?â
âOf course I willâ he reassured you and after a quick kiss good night you got settled on his chest.
âHey, Mase?â You whispered after a few minutes, knowing you should trying to sleep but there was something you wanted to tell him before you did.
âYeah?â
âIâve deleted that appâ you told him. Feeling his chest rumble under you as he laughed before placing a soft kiss to your hairline.
âMe tooâ he whispered. âDoes this mean youâre not single now?â
âAlmostâ
âI can work with thatâ he told you quietly, kissing your forehead softly as you snuggled yourself into his chest even more.
Were things perfect? No
Were they salvageable? Yes
If you would have asked yourself that question a few weeks ago then you might have had a very different answer but laying in Mason's arms right now and the promise of a fresh start when you woke up in the morning being only hours away made you realised that he would always be worth it. That you hadnât just chosen him but the universe had picked you for each other and whilst life was never simple, you knew youâd never be lonely again.
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