#trying 2 decide if me wanting to reach out to my ex best friend is because like it would genuinely be a positive thing for me or if it’s bc

[maxtermind]

absolutely loved ‘baby, would i still be your lover’, everyone single one got me in my feels! i was wondering would you consider doing a part 2? whether it ends in angst or fluff

I'll tell you the truth, but never goodbye

★ : summary :: when he accidentally insults you during an argument- aftermath ★ : feat :: max verstappen, lewis hamilton, carlos sainz, charles leclerc, lando norris ★ : genre :: hurt/comfort, hints of angst ★ : word count :: 4.3k ★ : a/n :: thank you so much for the love on part 1 💓 some of these have open ending so you can pick whether you'd like to forgive them or not as a reader!! feedback is appreciated :)

( part 1 )

Max Verstappen

You sighed as you sat down to have your morning tea as usual, trying to pretend that nothing was wrong. As if you hadn't spent all night long getting your phone spammed with calls that you were ignoring.

After mindlessly roaming around for a bit, you eventually decided to crash at your best friend’s place. You lazily waved at her as she frantically got ready to leave for work. However, you were on your tiptoe as soon as the door opened.

A body that was possibly sleeping while leaning against the door fell inside and you heard curses that you were quite too familiar with. Your heart clenched at the sight of your boyfriend - or perhaps now, your ex-boyfriend - on his knees, nursing the wound on his head. The ache of seeing him in pain reignited the anguish you thought you had left behind.

“Okay,” you heard your friend murmur. “I'm gonna let you guys get to it.” She was out the door a second later.

You looked at the closed door instead of the man who was desperately trying to make eye contact with you.

“How long have you…” You trailed off before deciding that you didn't want to know.

“As soon as you turned your phone off, Y/N! I've been here since last night.” "Why?" you choked out, the words barely escaping your lips as tears threatened to overflow. His brows furrowed before he ran his hands over his face and got up to sit right next to you. You saw his hand itching toward yours and instinctively pulled it towards your body. "Because I needed to see you in person, to talk." He took another deep breath and you later realized that he was trying to stop himself from crying. “I realize I messed up, baby. I.. I never should have let you walk out.” But his attempt to mend the shattered pieces of your relationship only served to reopen the wounds, your walls instinctively rising in defense,"Talk? You think a talk is going to fix everything?" Max's eyes were filled with a mix of regret and desperation as he reached out for your hand, his fingers trembling slightly. "No, I don't think a talk will magically fix everything," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion.

"But it's a start. I need you to know that I'm truly sorry for what happened. I hate myself for hurting you, for making you doubt how much you mean to me."

You couldn't bring yourself to meet his gaze, the pain of the previous night still too fresh in your mind.

“How can I trust you again, Max? How can I be sure that this won't happen again?" Your voice was barely a whisper, filled with the ache of betrayal.

Max's grip on your hand tightened, his eyes pleading for understanding. "I know I've messed up, Y/N. But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to earn back your trust. I'll work on my temper, I’ll be better to you, I'll do anything you ask of me. I just need you to give me another chance." “You know you’ve always been the best to me, right? I just can’t believe that instead of talking it out yesterday, you straight up skipped to breaking up wit-” Fresh tears started falling down your cheeks. Max immediately leaned forward to hold you in his arms and you let him because you needed him. But how could you trust him again? How could you be sure that history wouldn't repeat itself? That he won’t throw away your whole relationship just because the anger got a hold of him? As Max held you close, you felt a wave of conflicting emotions wash over you. Part of you wanted to push him away, to scream and shout at him for causing you so much pain. But another part of you craved his warmth, his touch, his presence.

"I'm sorry, Y/N," Max whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "I know I messed up, and I hate myself for it. I never meant to hurt you, I swear."

You buried your face in his chest, the tears soaking through his shirt as you struggled to make sense of your feelings.

“I just don't know if I can do this anymore, Max," you admitted, your voice muffled against him. Max tightened his embrace, his arms wrapping around you protectively. "I understand," he murmured, his voice gentle. His admission eased your thumping heart a bit, you were glad to have him back. The storm within you finding a momentary calm.

"I made you feel like our relationship was disposable, like breaking up was no big deal. But that couldn't be further from the truth. You're the most important person in my life, baby and the thought of losing you terrifies me. I'll do whatever it takes to make things right between us, to show you just how much you mean to me. I'll do whatever it takes to earn back your trust if you still want me."

Lewis Hamilton

The weight of Lewis's words hung heavy in the air, suffocating you as you retreated into the sanctuary of your bedroom. Tears streamed down your cheeks unchecked, your heart aching with a pain you couldn't quite comprehend. How had a day that started with such a promise turned into this? You buried your face in your hands, the sting of Lewis's words feeling like acid running through your veins.

Outside the door, the silence was deafening, broken only by the muffled sound of your sobs. Lewis stood frozen in place, his mind racing as he replayed the exchange in his head.

He couldn't believe the words that had escaped his lips, couldn't fathom how he had allowed his frustration to morph into such hurtful remarks.

Minutes stretched into eternity as Lewis grappled with the weight of his actions, the gravity of his words settling like a lead weight in his chest.

He wanted to reach out to you, to apologize and make things right, but his feet remained rooted to the spot, paralyzed by the magnitude of his mistake.

Inside the bedroom, you were consumed by a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Anger, hurt, betrayal - they all swirled together into an ugly monster, threatening to engulf you whole.

How could the man you loved, the man who had always been your rock, turn on you with such venom?

But beneath the anger and hurt, there was a flicker of doubt, a gnawing fear that maybe Lewis's words held a grain of truth. Maybe you were too insecure, too needy, too demanding. Maybe you were asking for too much, expecting him to be there for you when he had his own priorities and responsibilities. Maybe-

The sound of a soft knock on the door snapped you out of your thoughts, and you looked up to see Lewis standing there, his expression wrought with regret and guilt. For a moment, neither of you spoke, the weight of the unspoken apology hanging heavy in the air. Looking at him distraught made your chest feel worse. How could he make you feel ten fold worse than this and not feel a thing? 

"I'm sorry," Lewis finally whispered, his voice barely audible. "I didn't mean what I said. I was out of line, and I know I hurt you. Please, let me make it right." He rushed through the words.

His words pierced through the haze of your pain, and you felt a bit of heaviness leaving your body. He crossed the room in a few strides, dropping to his knees in front of you, his eyes pleading for forgiveness. 

"I don't know what came over me," he admitted, his voice thick with emotion before your boyfriend took your hand away from your face and kissed your cheeks. "I was so caught up in my own frustrations that I lashed out at you, and I hate myself for it. You don't deserve to be treated that way, especially not by me."

You studied his face, searching for any sign of insincerity, but all you saw was genuine remorse and regret. And despite the pain still raw in your chest, you couldn't deny the love you felt for him, the longing to mend what had been broken between you. “You hurt me,” you whispered but didn’t push him away as he laid down with you, holding you close to his chest. Some of your resolve wavering when you felt his fast heartbeat. “I wanted you there so much.” He nodded as he shushed you, his own eyes dropping tears. “I’m so so sorry, baby. I can't even begin to express how deeply I regret the way I acted the whole day, I know you deserve so much more but-” You shifted slightly, knowing all that you wanted right now was comfort, you didn't want to forgive him or minimize the weight of his actions. "I don't know if I can right now," you replied, your voice trembling with the weight of your emotions.

Lewis's eyes brimmed with tears as he whispered, "Please don't shut me out. I can't bear the thought of losing you."

You felt a pang of guilt at the pain evident in his voice. "I just need some time to process everything," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

"I understand," Lewis replied, his tone filled with sorrow. "But please know that I'm here whenever you're ready to talk."

You nodded, silently acknowledging his words as you allowed yourself to be enveloped in his comforting embrace. 

"I promise to make it up to you," Lewis vowed earnestly, his voice laced with determination. "I'll do whatever it takes to earn back your trust."

"I want to believe you," you admitted quietly, your heart heavy with uncertainty. Everything was a little too raw right now and your emotions were all over the place.

"I'll spend every moment proving it to you," Lewis declared, his eyes locking with yours in a silent vow.

“I was thoughtless and cruel today, and I never should have let those words leave my lips. You are not insecure, you are strong and resilient, baby. You deserve so much better than the hurtful words I spoke. Please know that I can’t lose you, Y/N. I will work tirelessly to regain your trust and rebuild what I have so carelessly shattered. You mean the world to me, and I will spend every moment striving to be worthy of your love.”

Carlos Sainz

As you sat nervously in your childhood home, the familiar sights and sounds providing little comfort, your mind raced with thoughts of disappointment and hurt.

For the third time, Carlos had failed to join you in meeting your parents, leaving you to face their questioning looks and unspoken concerns alone. You had rehearsed what you would say to them, how you would explain his absence, but each time, the words caught in your throat, choked by a mixture of frustration and sadness. For the past few days since you walked out of your apartment, you had been ignoring Carlos’ attempts to reconcile with you. The calls and texts he spammed you with were ignored and curses left your mouth as soon as your mind went back to the day of the argument, bringing unwanted tears to your eyes.

In the passing, you saw a Ferrari conference being conducted and as much as you wanted to reach out and talk it out with him, your heart did flips that you were sure you should have visited a doctor for.

Your parents, ever perceptive, noticed your unease as you fidgeted with the napkin in your lap, casting worried glances in your direction. You tried to muster a reassuring smile, but it faltered, betraying the turmoil within you.

How could you explain to them that the man you loved couldn't find the time to meet them, despite his promises and assurances? "What's wrong, sweetie?" your mom asked, concern evident in her voice.

You sighed, hesitating for a moment before replying, "It's Carlos... He like…"

Your dad's brow furrowed. "Is everything okay?"

You tried to muster a reassuring smile. "Yeah, he said that he got caught up with work. You know how busy he is with his racing and all..." Your dad’s brows furrowed when you trailed off, about to ask you what exactly you meant but just as you were steeling yourself to broach the subject, the doorbell rang, startling you from your thoughts.

Your heart sank as you realized it was likely a neighbor stopping by to meet you since you don’t visit that often, you stood up to go greet them. But then, to your disbelief, you heard his voice drifting through the door, before you saw your boyfriend standing right behind it. Your head titled in confusion and you drew a breath that took most of the stress from the previous days away from your body.

"Sorry I'm late," he said, his tone apologetic yet determined. Carlos took your hand and kissed it lightly,"Traffic was a nightmare." “What about the conference that you-” “You’re the most important person in my life, Y/N.” He cut you off before pulling you in and walking to the dining room that was in his vision. As if that was the answer to your question.

You turned to face him, your eyes wide with surprise and a flicker of hope. There he was, looking slightly disheveled but undeniably earnest, his gaze that locked on yours was as if it was seeking forgiveness. You could see the sincerity in his eyes, the regret etched in the lines of his face.

Your parents exchanged a glance, their expressions softening as they took in the sight of Carlos standing before them. 

Despite their reservations about his repeated absences, they couldn't deny the genuine affection that Carlos held in his eyes when he looked at you.

Before you could find the words to respond, Carlos took a step forward, his hand reaching out tentatively. "I'm really sorry, both of you," he said, addressing your parents directly.

"I know how important this is to you, and I should have made more of an effort to be here on time."

His words hung in the air, a silent acknowledgment of his shortcomings and a pledge to do better. You felt a surge of emotion welling up inside you, a mixture of relief, gratitude, and a glimmer of renewed faith in your relationship. "Well, we're just glad you could make it," your dad said, offering Carlos a handshake.

"Thank you for coming, Carlos," your mother said, her voice warm yet cautious. "We understand that life gets busy, but it's important to make time for the people who matter most."

Carlos nodded, his expression earnest as he met her gaze. "I couldn't agree more. Family means putting in effort, I promise to make it up to all of you."

As you sat down to dinner, the atmosphere was tinged with a sense of reconciliation and hope. Your hand still intertwined with his as you saw him charm your family. Despite the rocky start, Carlos's presence brought a newfound sense of unity and understanding to the table. And as you shared stories and laughter, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the opportunity to mend what had seemed irreparably broken.

In that moment, you realized that love wasn't just about grand gestures or sweeping declarations—it was about the everyday moments of connection and compromise, the willingness to forgive and grow together.

And as you looked at Carlos, his eyes filled with determination and affection, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together, hand in hand.

Charles Leclerc

Charles had apologized right after he had said those words and though you had both fallen back into routine, the underlying bitterness and resentment was still present. You weren’t the one initiating any kind of affection from your side and every time Charles was initiating anything, you half assed your way out of it. Was it childish? Probably. But you were still not comfortable with how easily you had forgiven Charles, burying your hurt just to avoid conflict once again despite knowing deep down that he has hurt you probably more than anyone else ever has. These thoughts were running through your head as you sat beside Charles, your heart still heavy with the weight, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. Especially because Charles seemed distant, his mind preoccupied with thoughts, that you couldn't help but wonder what exactly they were. Why had he even asked to go on a date today? To break up with you? Suddenly, Pippa appeared, her presence causing the knot to form in your stomach to get tighter. She approached with a confident stride, a charming smile gracing her lips as she greeted Charles with a hug.

"Hey, Charlie!" Pippa exclaimed, her eyes flickering briefly in your direction before returning to Charles. "Long time no see!"

Charles returned her hug, though his embrace seemed somewhat forced. "Hey, Pippa. Yeah, it's been a while." 

You observed their interaction closely, your unease growing with each passing moment. Pippa's presence always seemed to unsettle you, and you couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to their friendship than met the eye. Was he gonna break up with you in public and confess his years long feelings for Pippa? Charles glanced at you, his expression softening as he reached for your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. "I was just out with Y/N today."

You couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth at his actions, his affectionate gesture soothing some of the tension that had been building between you.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N," Pippa said, offering you a friendly smile. "Sorry I didn’t see you next to Charlie."

You returned her smile, though it didn't quite reach your eyes and managed to reply without gagging. "Nice to meet you, Pippa." Charles tightened his grip on your hand, silently reassuring you of his presence and support. "We were just grabbing a coffee," he explained, his gaze flickering between you and Pippa. "Care to join us?"

Pippa hesitated for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly as she glanced at you before turning back to Charles. "Actually, I was hoping we could catch up alone, if that's okay."

You felt a pang of anxiety at her words, a sense of foreboding settling in the pit of your stomach. Despite your reservations, you nodded, forcing a smile as you released Charles's hand. It was better to walk away yourself than to have Charles dismiss you.

"Of course," you said, though your voice sounded strained even to your own ears. "I'll wait for you outside."

Charles shot you an alarmed look as you stood up,”I’ll see you in a few.” Charles’ hand lingered on yours for a moment longer before you reluctantly let go and made your way to the door.

You leaned against your car and enjoyed the wind for a second. You couldn’t help but catch a glimpse of the exchange between your boyfriend and his best friend sitting inside.

You were half scared to find them kissing or something but, instead a sense of confusion washed over you as you watched the way Pippa was angrily point a finger at Charles and scream at him.

It was a second later when she stormed out before making her way towards you.

"Is he doing this because of you?!" Pippa's accusatory tone sent a shiver down your spine, her words hitting too close to home.

Before you could even process what was happening, Charles emerged from the cafe, his expression determined as he approached you and Pippa.

"Go home, Pippa," he said firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument as he intertwined his hand with yours.

Pippa's eyes blazed with anger, her fists clenched at her sides as she glared at Charles. "You will regret this, Charles!" she spat before storming off, leaving you both standing there in stunned silence.

Once Pippa was out of sight, you turned to Charles, your heart pounding in your chest. "What was that all about?" you asked, your voice trembling slightly.

Charles sighed, running a hand through his hair as he looked at you with apologetic eyes. "I'm sorry you had to witness that, Y/N. Pippa has been... difficult lately."

You frowned, your mind reeling with confusion and frustration. "Difficult how?"

Charles hesitated for a moment, his gaze searching yours as if trying to find the right words. "She's been pushing boundaries, trying to come between us. But I won't let her." 

"Hey," he continued, taking your hand in his. "I told Pippa that I wouldn't be spending time with her alone anymore. If she can't accept you, then it's better for us to not be friends at all."

You blinked in surprise, a rush of gratitude flooding through you at his words. "Really?"

Charles nodded, squeezing your hand gently. "Really. You're the most important person in my life, and I won't let anyone come between us."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you wrapped your arms around him, holding him close. "Thank you, Charles. I appreciate you standing up for us."

He smiled softly, squeezing your hand reassuringly. "I'll always stand up for us, Y/N. You mean everything to me."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you threw your arms around him, holding him close. Despite the lingering bitterness and resentment, you couldn't deny the overwhelming love you felt for him in that moment.

Lando Norris

As you stepped out of the taxi, the cool night air enveloped you, offering a moment of respite from the whirlwind of emotions that had engulfed you throughout the evening.

Your heart still felt heavy with the weight of Lando's hurtful words, but beneath the pain, a numbness resided- knowing deep down that you might’ve just broken up with your boyfriend.

Before you could take another step, you heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from behind. Turning around, you saw Lando rushing towards you, his eyes filled with remorse and his expression wrought with sorrow. Your hand instinctively went to your chest, trying to calm the rapid beating of your heart.

"Y/N, please wait," he called out, his voice pleading as he reached your side, breathless from his haste.

You pulled your face to meet his eyes, uncertainty and wariness etched into your features as you met his gaze. Part of you yearned to turn away, to shield yourself from the pain of his words, but another part couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, he was sincere in his apology.

"Lando," you said softly, your voice tinged with a mixture of hurt and apprehension. You wanted to say more but the damn ball in your throat stopped you doing so.

He took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving yours as he searched for the right words to express the depth of his regret. "I know I messed up, Y/N. I hurt you, and I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am for that."

His words washed over you like a soothing balm, offering a sliver of comfort. But still, you couldn't bring yourself to let go of the hurt that lingered in your heart.

"I should have been there for you tonight, supporting you and showing you how much you mean to me," Lando continued, his voice filled with genuine remorse. "Instead, I let my own selfishness and insecurities get in the way, and for that, I am truly sorry."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you listened to him, the sincerity in his voice echoing the ache in your own heart. You were sure you’ll regret letting go of this amazing relationship without at least attempting to work on it.

Despite the pain he had caused you, you couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, there was still a chance to rebuild what had been broken.

"I don't expect you to forgive me right away, Y/N," Lando said softly, his hands shaking and showcasing the intensity of his vulnerability.

"I know I have a lot of work to do to earn back your trust and your love. But please, just give me a chance to make things right. I promise to do whatever it takes to show you how much you mean to me, every single day for the rest of my life."

His words hung in the air, heavy with sincerity and remorse, leaving you torn between the desire to hold onto the pain of the past and the hope for a brighter future. As you gazed into his eyes, searching for any hint of insincerity or deceit, all you found was raw honesty and unwavering devotion.

With a heavy heart and a flicker of hope, you reached out to take his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. "I don't know if I'm ready to forgive you just yet, Lando," you whispered, your voice trembling with uncertainty.

Lando takes a step closer, gently cupping your face in his hands. "I'll spend every moment proving I'm worthy of your love, Y/N. Let me show you how much you mean to me, starting from this moment. I'll do whatever it takes to earn back your trust, even if it means giving you the space you need. Just know that I'm here for you, whenever you're ready."

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[axelsagewrites]

Felix Catton*Best Gift Ever

Pairing: felix x working class!reader

Word count: 1241

Warnings: money struggles, insecurity, rich people

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You and Felix had been going out for around few months now and it had been amazing. You could tell his friends were defiantly shocked. You were from a different background to put it politely.  Aka he was absolutely filthy rich, and you were your average broke uni student.

This was your first Valentine’s day together and Felix had been going on for the past week about how much you were going to love what he had planned. All you knew was that it involved dinner and likely some kind of gift that was way nicer than anything else you owned.

Being surrounded by so many rich people though had a tendency to make you doubt yourself especially since one of Felix’s ex flings told you that she had bought him a gold necklace for valentines last year. Felix had assured you he’d gotten rid of it ages ago and thought it looked tacky as hell, but you couldn’t help the pit in your stomach.

You were essentially just waiting for your student loan to come in to get him something but by the time it came in and you paid for all your essentials, you were left with 100 quid for the month. Which considering Felix and his friends liked to go eat and drink out all the time and he always wanted you to come meant it wouldn’t last very long. it didn’t help that whenever Felix would buy you a drink you’d inevitably get comments from one of the jealous rich girls in the group about it.

After writing down your months budget you felt like you were going to cry. You only had a spare tenner to get him something. How the hell does money go away so fast? You tried looking around the local shops for something but there was another issue about going to oxford; everything nearby was designer or name brand.

Your options were essentially a sample size of cologne or one tenth of a bracelet. Eventually you decided to suck it up and just try make something.

There you were on valentines waiting for Felix to arrive at your dorm while you finished wrapping up his present. You had bought a blank CD and spend hours curating the perfect playlist and illegally burning it onto the disc. You’d also diy’d a bunch of kiss notes by writing a small note, kissing the back of it, cutting it out and sealing the whole note in sticky tape so it didn’t smudge.

It had actually turned out pretty cute however when you opened the door and saw Felix holding a huge bouquet of flowers and 2 wrapped presents you felt your heart sink but you tried not to show it, “Roses for my flower,” he grinned, leaning down to give you a quick kiss before pressing the bouquet into your hand, “Happy valentines baby,”

“Happy valentines,” you said, opening the door so he could come in without a care in the world while you internally freaked out.

Felix instantly went to sit on the bed, sitting one of the gifts down and holding the other one out to you, “Cmon open it. I cannot wait to see your reaction,” he said, bouncing up and down like a kid on Christmas.

“Okay okay,” you laughed, taking the gift and starting to carefully unwrap it. Felix reached a hand out, pulling you by your hip to sit on his leg while you opened it. “Wow Felix I can’t accept this,” you gasped as you opened the jewellery box revealing a gorgeous pink pearl necklace.

“Don’t be silly of course you can,” he said, taking the box from your hand, “You deserve it. can you?” he said, nodding at your hair. You moved it out the way while he clasped the necklace around your neck, “and done. Almost as beautiful as you,”

You found yourself melting into his smile. Before you could say anything else however his eyes landed on the gifts you’d just finished wrapping. “Oh, are these for me?” he asked, grinning even wider as you nodded and he reached for the gifts.

You bit your lip as he tore into the first present. The CD. Suddenly it looked so cheap, and you felt your heart break as he flipped it over. you closed your eyes, expecting him to get annoyed but instead you felt him wrap his arm around you as he read the back, “This is so wicked thanks babe,” he said as he laughed at some of the songs you had listed on the back, “We should listen to it tonight. I’ve never had someone make me a CD,”

“Theres the envelope too,” you mumbled, and he lit up all over again as he gently sit the CD down and picked up the envelope.

As he pulled out the kisses his eyebrows knitted in confusion but when he flipped them over, you’d never seen as big a smile on his face, “Did you make these? These are so fucking cute oh my god you’re amazing,” he said, sitting them down so he could wrap his arms so tightly around you, you wondered if you may snap.

“I didn’t expect you to like them so much,” you laughed as Felix finally let you go enough to breathe again, “Sorry it’s not much,” you said, smile dropping slightly when you saw your gifts laid side by side.

“Hey,” Felix said, reaching up a finger to your chin, turning your head to face him, “I love them. Why do you look so sad?” he said, his smile dropping.

“I just don’t want you to think I’m some cheap skate. I wanted to get you something good and- “

Felix practically picked you up and turned you to face him while straddling his lap, “No. don’t feel bad about any of this. I love them. You have no idea how much this means to me. I mean the time and effort you put into this,” he said, looking down at the gifts. “The money doesn’t matter to me. It never has. But you,” he said, moving to hold your hands, “you mean way more than any dumb bit of jewellery,”

“I’m sorry,”

“Don’t you apologise,” he said, wrapping his arms around you for a tight hug which you quickly reciprocated. You stayed like that for a solid minute before Felix pulled away, “Now, you need to get ready or we’re going to be late,” he said with that dopey smile back on his face. He was never one to linger on the sadness after all, “Speaking of open it,” he said pulling the last gift over.

You laughed as you tore into the present, Felix getting a kick out how you didn’t try save the wrapping paper like last time. you gasped, yet again at the sight. “And don’t even think of trying to refuse it. seeing you in that is a gift for me too you know,” he joked making you slap his chest before you went to pull the gorgeous red dress out the box. “Now c’mon,” he said, pushing you out his lap before slapping your ass.

“Hey!”

“Cmon get dressed,” he said, leaning back in the bed.

“Aren’t you gonna leave?” you teased, holding the dress up to yourself.

“Nope,” he said, popping the p, “I think I’ll stay right where I am,”

“You’re lucky you’re cute,”

“No. I’m lucky I have you,”

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Saviour

Major Mistakes Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Clock Don't Stop Summary: After a big fight, you need some time away from Jake. A song that you are listening to reminds you of a very important lesson. Can you and Jake fix things?

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Aw Honey Honey Summary: Jake isn't sharing his sugar.

Sleep Tight Summary: Jake Seresin knows he’s a good pilot. But what happens when skill and luck run out and you find your husband in the hospital for the first time?

You're Not My Type Summary: You only spent one evening with Jake, but it was enough to leave you wanting more and also have you hoping to never see him again.

Just Friends Summary: Everyone seems to think you’re Jake Seresin’s girl. It’s easier than explaining to them that you’re just friends with benefits. But that arrangement doesn’t seem to be working for either of you anymore.

Married? Summary: After Jake is called back to Top Gun for a mission, him and the Dagger Squad go out to the Hard Deck one night where Javy gets absolutely hammered and lets it slip that Jake has a wife.

I Just Want You To Like Me Summary: You’re a bartender at the Hard Deck while completing grad school, which is how you met Jake Seresin. You and Jake began a “friends with benefits” type deal, using Jake’s aviation obligations and your education as reasoning why things couldn’t get too serious. Over the months, you have started to harbor deeper feelings towards him, afraid to speak up about it and potentially ruin everything you have with him. But when Jake returns from a two-month mission, your feelings for him reach a turning point in a moment of self-consciousness.

The Beanery Summary: Jake goes from drinking the base’s stale coffee to bringing in cups from the cafe down the road from the hard deck, and the Dagger Squad is determined to find out why.

Opposites Attract Summary: How can Hangman, cocky, arrogant Hangman fall in love with a girl who is so different than him and raise a family completely opposite of him?

Rule Number One

Long Time Gone (Series) Summary: Penny Benjamin’s niece works at The Hard Deck, saving the money she earns to get out of the west coast and put herself through Graduate School. What happens when a pretty boy pilot ends up as her fake boyfriend?

Coffee For Mrs. Seresin?

Never Knew (That I Could Fall So Hard) Summary: You and Jake are friends. Just friends.

Ice Ice Baby Summary: He knows he annoys you. You know he annoys you. And he’s made it his mission to melt your cold, dead heart. 

Right Back To You

A Ghost Playing Hangman (Series) Summary: Ghost was one of the most recent graduates from Top Gun quickly making a name for herself. When she gets recalled with the best of the best, she realizes her work is cut out for her if she wants to make the team. And one of her biggest obstacles is a blonde hair pilot with the world’s most annoying smirk. Will she make the team? And if so, at what cost?

Touch and Go Summary: You and Jake had been sleeping together for months, and as sure as you were of your feelings for him, you were unsure of his for you. He, however, certainly knew how he felt about you, and after you decide to go on a long trip without telling him, he lets you know just exactly what’s on his mind.

Wants and Needs Summary: Jake "Hangman" Seresin sets his sights on you, Rooster's best friend, but it doesn't take long for you to understand what type of man the cocky, blond pilot is. Unfortunately for Hangman, you have no interest in a womanizer. 

Who Did This To You? Summary: In your most vulnerable hour, Jake "Hangman" Seresin is the one to find you, and the one to ask you the ultimate question: "Who did this to you?"

Until Him Summary: He's all bronzed confidence, a stupid fly boy you should hate. Yet, you can't help the little thoughts that plague your mind.

Hooked From Hour One Summary: He watched as Rooster took you around, introducing you to everyone and Jake's eye twitched. The two of you looked awfully comfortable around each other, with tons of physical contact. You and Jake hadn't been dating long, but he thought that you were on the same stage as him when it concerned your relationship. Were you cheating on Rooster with him? But you wouldn't do that, right?

Nightmares Summary: In which you were in an accident during a mission, and have a nightmare that night, but Hangman is there to help and finally confesses his feelings.

Split Summary: You break up with Jake because his actions make you question everything you've had between you, but he wants you to take him back.

You Left Me No Choice But To STay Here Forever (Right Were You Left Me) Summary: You and Jake have been best friends for years and eventually he becomes the love of your life - which makes it that much harder to cope when he starts pulling away with no explanation.

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

A Nice, Big Rooster Summary: Rooster is surprised to run into you on North Island. He's not, however, surprised to find that he still wants you as much as always.

It's Only My Heart (Save Yourself) Summary: Rooster's very bad, terrible day.

M.U.R.P.H. Summary: An undisclosed pregnancy that you and your husband try keeping a secret ends up being the reason you end up in hospital during a PTI session with the Dagger Squad.

Webb Of Unfortunate Events Summary: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw was and always would be the love of your life. When the pair of you are brought back to Top Gun, neither of you expected Pete Mitchell to be your instructor — a series of unfortunate events leads to your hospitalisation, with Rooster by your side.

The Ironies of Life Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 Summary: A few weeks after breaking up with her long-term boyfriend because he wouldn't commit to marriage and kids, Naomi finds out that she's pregnant with his baby.

I Would Never Hurt You Summary: Bradley saw the bruises and knew what was going on, but he also knew you didn't need him the way he needed you.

Red Flags, Green Flags Summary: Hangman complains about his date's red flags, but Bradley thinks this girl sounds amazing. 

I Still Want You Summary: Bradley had been an idiot when it came to you. He still wanted you, but did you still want him?

My Future In You (Masterlist) Summary: Bradley’s twenty-two years old and not where he’s supposed to be. He’s supposed to be out of the academy by now. Instead, he’s retaking his senior year of college and praying to god that he gets into flight school. Mav’s gone, his mom’s gone. He’s mad at the world. Then, a hook up at a Halloween party changes his future even more than he could have imagined.

You don’t want this, do you? Summary: Reader is pregnant, but it's not Bradley's baby.

Misinterpretation of the Heart Summary: With Rooster away on a mission, you're left feeling lonely and missing him. That's when a past love comes back into your life just as Rooster returns home. 

A Misinterpreted Loss Summary: Bradley finally asked you out, but what happens when he walks out with another girl? Running to your best friend seemed like the only logical answer.

This Is Me Trying Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 Summary: Bradley Bradshaw was the bane of your existence back at UVA. You practically burnt yourself out trying to outdo him. Now, you've quit your big shot engineering job in search of something more meaningful. The wind blows you across the country and into fightertown, where a familiar, sandy haired jackass is crooning away at the stupid piano in some naval bar. And you're not sure if you should wait for the next gust or plant your feet down.

Protective Summary: "He would've just kicked your ass... now he's gonna kill you."

What Have You Done? Summary: Pete's daughter is as wild as him, she's also as passionate as him. However, an incident during high school drove them apart until they were called back to Top Gun. The uranium mission too, took them from each other, leaving her helpless as she couldn't do anything to make the situation better and save the people she loves.

Beau "Cyclone" Simpson

Banished

Mav's Daughter Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Tom "Iceman" Kazansky

The Engineer Summary: You're just the engineer, a man like Tom Kazansky should have no reason to pay attention to you. Or at least that's what you thought.

Promise? Summary: You hear something that you’re not supposed to. Ice tries to explain himself. But is he too late?

She's His Girl Summary: Maverick has a talk with Iceman after the events in the locker room. Once you finally have a chance to explain yourself, Maverick realizes just how much you love each other.

Touch Summary: Ice notices that you have become more distant since you moved in together. When it’s been nearly weeks of you avoiding his touch, he confronts you about it.

Brothers Best Friend

Fatal Attraction Summary: Muchlike every other person that came across Tom "Iceman" Kazansky, you had developed quite the crush on him. What made you different, though, was that you were the niece of his direct superior. He knew it was wrong, and he knew he shouldn't entertain the idea in the slightest, but a little teasing never killed anyone, right?

Biggest Regret Summary: His biggest regret was that argument. It escalated beyond anything he wanted, but he gave you what you wanted. Would you still be waiting for him 6 months later?

Who Would've Thought Summary: When Iceman gets a pleasant surprise during the Top Gun training, it’s safe to say he isn’t the only one surprised.

Dash Summary: Being Slider's little sister is anything but easy, especially when you are placed among the best of the best.

Best Behavior Summary: Iceman has never been known as one to lose his temper. Secure in every single thing in his life, you, his girlfriend, happened to be no exception. During a night out at the bar, he witnesses a man with an ego almost as big as his try to flirt with you. Naturally, he contemplates murder.

Love of my Life Summary: Tom hadn't told his fellow pilots he's a married man. There's great satisfaction when he witnesses their reactions after you do it for him.

For What It's Worth Summary: Sometimes all it takes is a RIO who likes to gossip and some friendly competition to help you understand what you feel for Ice.

Wrong Answer, Sweetheart Summary: This man? Jealous? Possessive? Wherever did you get that idea?

Hurry Back to Me, Soldier

My Doll Summary: Who knew that Mister "Ice Cold, No Mistakes" could be with literal sunshine personified?

Nick "Goose" Bradshaw

A Little Gosling Part 1, Part 2 Summary: Some frantic goodbye sex with your secret boyfriend Goose yields a little surprise. Four months later, Goose comes back stateside to attend Top Gun. Now, all you need to worry about is telling him before your brother Maverick finds out.

You Know Why Summary: You're a sexy sweetheart with a past and a toxic boyfriend. Goose sees that and wants better for you. Why? You know why.

Family Is What You Make It Summary: When Goose and Carole decided for a mutual divorce after realizing that they worked better as friends and co-parents rather than as Mr. and Mrs. Bradshaw, they knew that along the line they would meet new people on their journeys — and now Nick wants Bradley and Carole to meet you, because he really likes you, and he wants them to like you too.

Gold Rush Summary: All the years of silent pining and anticipation between you and Goose are put to test when he realizes that if he doesn’t make his move, he's going to lose you — and maybe Maverick and Bradley help a little.

Robert "Bob" Floyd

King Of My Heart Summary: An accident during training and a little liquid courage has Bob finally making his move.

The Kind of Girl I Could Love Summary: Bob has a secret admirer, but he’s convinced it’s actually Jake and Nat messing with him.

Devil Doesn't Bargain Summary: Bob has spent months watching your boyfriend be someone completely different than you think he is. The WSO is there to hold you when your world stops. All because of a man that you thought you could change.

Enterprise Summary: Bob likes to keep his personal life and work life separate. But returning to San Diego has been difficult so what better time to introduce you to his new friends than Halloween. It is a night for surprises, after all.

Radar Summary: After Phoenix and Bob are forced to eject after a freak bird strike — the Top Gun class find out a little bit more about their quiet back seat weapons systems officer.

Mission Impossible Summary: After Bob is picked to fly the mission with the Dagger team, memories of moments you both have shared together come flooding back—leading to a shock discovery.

Another Statistic

Baby On Board Summary: Being placed on a top secret mission weeks before his wife's due date was not what Lt. Floyd had imagined married life would be like.

The Captain's Daughter Summary: An unlikely candidate has you breaking your dad (and brother’s) “no pilots” policy.

Candy Summary: Bob falls for a beautiful barista over the course of a few encounters.

Back to The Bookshelf

#top gun #top gun maverick #jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader #beau simpson x reader #cyclone x reader #bob floyd x reader #robert floyd x reader #nick bradshaw x reader #goose x reader #tom kazansky x reader #iceman x maverick

[sminiac]

i’m still thinking about your post from earlier - but i started thinking about it with eunseok who just can’t help but groan into your ear when you clench around him as you’re both trying to sleep. he’d have his arm around your waist, chest against your back .. tries his hardest to keep composed but you just feel so good clamped around his thick cock, takes everything in him to not just beg you to let him fuck you!! instead he decides the best thing he can do is make you beg for him, breathing heavily into your ear, asking you if you’re comfortable and taking note of how your voice waivers a little when you speak.. taking it as his chance to ask you “don’t you think you’ll feel more comfortable stuffed with my cock after you’ve came around it?” .. and you know it’s wrong, you know he’s friends with your ex but you can’t help but press back against him, can’t help but lace your fingers through his that are on your stomach and whimper for him to fuck you. he’s so quick to do it. fingers gripping yours, other hand wrapping around your neck as he fucks you silly. ends up pressing you onto your back and laying his weight on you, wrapping his arm around your neck and fucking you with his face buried in your skin, the way you moan his name just makes him want to fuck you harder .. told you that you’ll sleep better after you’ve came around his cock but he finds himself too insatiable to let you sleep after … promising to make you cum multiple times if you’re willing ….

aha … sorry i’ve been thinking HARD ily cutie 💗

What a thing to wake up to, Melo you, your brain. ILY.

Lemme drop in my 2¢ while we’re at it. I think that since he’d have been waiting to get you to himself for a long time coming that his attitude would be very different to what little you’ve noticed when he’s around the members, he’s still pliant in your presence, beckoned by your word so easily, but the more you pursue something way past a general friendship, or at least a mere acknowledgment of his presence- the more his phlegmatic manner starts to dwindle.

Does his best to keep himself still whilst seated in deep behind you when you’re backed up against his chest, the expanse of it new against your frame, one you find yourself subconsciously curling into more and more, it makes his jaw squeeze, legs strained by trying to hold himself back from driving his hips forward.

Squeezing around him and shifting your hips to see if you can pull out a verbal reaction from him, and though some would be satisfied just with the feeling of his tight grip you need more, need to hear him, to know that he’s enjoying it as much as you are. Is the whole act selfish? Maybe, but you knew that Eunseok being so quick to agree lessened the impact of future consequences for having your ex’s best friend’s cock keeping you full and content for the night.

At first he’d be so short with his words, almost shy in a sense, but once he realizes the mess you’re making all over his thighs under the blanket, and the the subtle rock of your body then he’s suddenly so confident, knowing you’re just as needy as him.

The hand on the neck??? I’m so weak, him pressing wet kisses anywhere he can reach, so eager to please but simultaneously so firm in his voice when telling you to: “Stay still- fuck, like that. God.. feel so good baby.” And the hand resting over your stomach part, gosh, makes me think of him guiding your hand to press further down until you can feel the faint bump of the tip of his cock pumping slowly into you, has you whining, curling your head away in sheer pleasure as he asks: “Y’never felt him here, have you? Ohh, my sweet girl, won’t ever have this spot untouched again.”

Gets off on knowing that even though there was someone there before him that he managed to easily exceed the limits set by your ex, and he’s so vocal about it, wants you to know just how much better he is.

#melobin <3 #Eunseok has been on my mind recently #so #big thank u to Melo for this now existing #we cheer!!! #song eunseok #song eunseok x reader #song eunseok smut #riize eunseok #riize eunseok x reader #riize smut #riize anton x reader

[iheartchv]

Sunny Day Jack x Reader:

I Never Forgot

What if you were one of the few people who remembered vividly about Sunny Day Jack... even after the whole show seemed to have been forgotten?

☀️Rating: Fluffy

🌈 Part 2 | 🌈 Part 3

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As a child growing up, you watched The SunnyTime Crew Show. You were 3 or 4 years old then, and you would watch every episode whenever they came out. Sure, there were plenty of interesting characters, but one that stood out to you was Sunny Day Jack. The blue haired clown was your favorite, the best friend you always wanted, and you wanted to meet him in person. At the time, money was tight, so that was one crushed childhood dream. The other was when there were no more episodes of The SunnyTime Crew Show being released. You had asked but no answers were given. You cried that one night (a few days after the incident); you felt like you had lost a best friend, and all the drawings and paintings you did hurt your little heart that you put them away in a box of memories. Jack was gone, but not forgotten...

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❤💛💙PRESENT DAY ❤💛💙

You're now at a threft shop, looking for clothes that wouldn't remind you of your ex, Ian. As you picked up some random stuff that fell over, you didn't notice a VCR tape that fell in your basket. As you were checking out, you were about to object to buying it, but decided that it wasn't worth 25 cents over. What could've been on the tape?On it was written '84- Incident'. Bells went off in your head seeing the year... A memory or something was trying to resurface... Borrowing a VCR player, you popped in the tape.

The static on the TV continued for a moment until you heard... a voice... saying,"Hello?" Bells went off in your head again as you stared at the static screen. That voice... it sounded familiar. Just then a shape formed through the jagged lines of the TV screen. It looked... human... And it was coming closer.

"Who... are you?" The voice said. Your heart started to beat faster. You felt like you were in a horror movie. You wanted to back up and run away, but you were frozen with fear. Your chest tightened as your flight or fight response kicked in. "You seem nice... Do you want to be my friend?"

The figure then... came through the screen as if it was climbing through a window. You wanted to scream but it was stuck in your throat. You choked on it. The figure then stood... they were tall. The scream then finally made its way out of your lungs as you bumped into the coffee table.

"Oh, gosh. Are you okay? I didn't mean to scare you, Sunspot." the figure said in a concerned tone.

Sunspot? You remembered... him always calling you Sunspot... As your eyes adjusted to the dimness of your living room, you could see that he (you assumed) had... blue hair? You also caught glimpses of his primary colored clothes... A memory was triggered. Everything was put together like a puzzle. No... this couldn't be?

"Jack... Sunny Day Jack?"

"You... know me?" He looked surprised.

"Yeah... I used to watch your show all the time as a kid. But... how... why...?" You had so many questions that you wanted answered. You were a ball of wound up emotions right now. You didn't know what to feel right now.

Jack cleared his throat, trying to change the subject to something simpler. "I'm sorry for bring rude, but I didn't get your name..." he said with a small chuckle and a smile.

"It's... y/n."

"Y/n. That's a nice name. Do you want to be my new best friend, Sunspot?"

He reached his hand out toward you for a handshake. At this moment, you strangely felt like a kid again. You were meeting Sunny Day Jack... in person (or the closest thing, at least). His cheery voice drew you in, like it did those many years ago. You took his hand in a firm handshake. "Sure." That was the last thing you remember before blacking out.

Been working on this idea for a couple of days, and I plan on writing a few more parts to this c: I also don't know if anything like this has already been written, but here it is nonetheless. I really hope you all in the SDJ fandom enjoys~☁️🌈☀️

#sdj jack #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #sdj #sunny day jack #sunny day jack x reader #sdjxreader #somethings wrong with sunny day jack fandom #sdj fandom #i cant wait for the full game #this is basically based on what lore i know

[dirtybitfic]

so wrong yet so right part 2

contains~ strong language, fight during lecture, punishment , dirty talk , slight touching.

y/n pov-

I woke up this morning exhausted i've been working on this god damn story for class the entire weekend . I couldn't figure out a feeling to portray in my writing , Saturday I spent sitting in my bed thinking about Professor sturniolo then I went out with friends got shit face drunk to try and distract myself from my thoughts then woke up on Sunday with a pounding head ache and spent most of my day rotting in bed . Sunday night it finally clicked what feeling to portray would be and that was confusion. Confusion with the way i'm feeling about my professor . Given I couldn't write my story about my thoughts about him because we're sharing these ones with the class too .

I grabbed all my shit for class and made my 8 minute drive to campus blasting desire by meg Myers.

After parking I made my way into the building and into the lecture hall. Walking into the quiet room joining the other early students deciding to sit closer to the front not because really want to but I feel its best after my conversation with professor sturniolo last week .

I sit down in the fifth row and take out my computer and the printed pages to my story for today .

As i'm reading something a friend texted me the rest of the students enter the lecture hall and take their seats and professor sturniolo comes in ... my jaw almost drops . He's wearing a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up showing off the tattoos he has on one arm and the veins that run from his large hands to his elbows the top two buttons open showing his chain . His black pants fitting perfectly around his slim waist and his black shoes looking clean and sleek ... but the rings I notice on his fingers make me think things I shouldn't .

I follow his every move with my eyes as he walks to the front of the class to his desk setting his bad down and looking up at all of us seated around the room.

Good evening everyone I hope you all had a good weekend . Lets get started with the rest of the story left from last class and then well move onto the story you've all written over the weekend.

he looks at me with a hard stare that has my breathe catching . I maintain eye contact until he breaks it to call up the first student to read their story.

after about 45 minutes we finish the stories that were left from last week and I take a quick break for the restroom then come back in as one of the students is reading their story , His feeling was jealousy .

Not gonna lie from what I heard of his story it was about an ex girlfriend who has a new boyfriend I couldn't help but laugh when his voice broke as he said something along the lines of " remember all the things you and I did first" all I couldn't hear in my head was want you back by Cher loyd .

his eyes snapped up to me and I froze in my seat .

are you laughing at my story he asks as he angrily looks at me

I guess I didn't laugh under my breathe like I thought I did .

yeah sorry ... I mean where did you get these line Cher loyd I say as I look at him with a smile on my face .

girls behind me laughed knowing what im talking about .

your a fucking bitch you think your better than me

I gasp making him think I was offended by his words before a smirk appeared on my face .

no I just think its embarrassing you wrote a dramatic fucking story about an ex girlfriend who has obviously moves on from you

he throws his papers on the ground storming up to where i'm seated but before he can reach me professor sturniolo interrupts .

James your excused from the rest of class you need to calm down... he snaps his eyes to me and my smile drops as his eyes pierce through me so harshly I feel it in my Bones . And ms y/l/n I don't know what has gotten into you today but you'll be staying after class to talk am I understood ?.

I roll my eyes and nod my head .

I asked you a question ms y/l/n he says making me look back up at him .

I narrow my eyes before answering him.

yes sir

good and since you want to shit on other peoples story how about we hear yours I obviously upset him with my outburst which in hind site I probably shouldn't have said that to James but i'm not sorry about it .

sure I say with an attitude as I garb my story and step up in front of the class and stand at the podium getting my pages situated .

whenever your ready he says making me sigh before I start reading

I stand In the garden as my mind runs wild with the memories of my interactions with mr braves earlier this evening. The breeze is blowing through the tress that surround me as the sweet smell of summer rain invades my nose. I cant get the feeling of his hand on my shoulder out of my head . His touch felt like lava burning through my skin touching my soul . His words like honey as he calls me things that he shouldn't , things that make me feel what others would deem immoral in society . The way mr braves is older than me should throw me off but it only makes my attraction to him stronger , I could go for any guy my age wether its at the bars Saturday night or in the coffee shop but ... the only man that occupies my mind is mr braves. Ive tried everything I can to get him out of my mind but my methods only seem to make it worse . As these weeks have gone by the connection has grown stronger , I tried distancing myself from spaces I know he occupies on a regular bases like this garden i'm standing in right now but I just cant seem to stay away for too long . I see the way he looks at me when I sit only a few feet away from him and I know he is feeling the same but we both know this relationship can never be . So why do I want him so bad , why does he invade my every thought .The rain starts pouring down on me as I tilt my head back to let the rain fall upon my face as I wish it would just wash away my sinful thoughts and feeling for this man I know I cant have but all i'm left with on my run home is confusion .

I finish reading as I look up at the other students in the class who seem to have been interested in my story as the nod at me . I look over to Professor Sturniolo as he looks at me with a expression I cant seem to place .

That was very well written y/n I could understand throughout the whole story that your feeling was confusion . Your vocabulary you used throughout set the scene of the garden and the time period it could have been set in. I think you did a great job at keeping the reader interested as well good gob

thank you I say with a small smile before grabbing my pages and sitting back down at my seat

After a couple more stories class was over and the students packed up and left leaving me and Professor Sturniolo in the room.

He leans back on his desk closing his arms over his chest as he looks at me sternly .

now would you like to explain what the fuck your little outburst was about he says tilting his head as I mirror his actions .

I don't know guess I was just feeling a little ... on edge

mmm well I thought after our last conversation you would know to behave yourself but I guess I was wrong

yeah guess so I bite back not enjoying him scolding me .

y/n ... he says as he takes a deep breathe to calm himself . fix your attitude before I fix it for you

I gulp as I try and keep my thighs from clenching not trying to show any reaction to his threat

oh yeah and how would you do that I ask which a smile seeing how much I can test him before he breaks.

he smiles and shakes his head as he looks down before he brings his eyes up to me .

trust me sweetheart you wouldn't like my methods ... now lets talk about your story a bit. Was that based off real life or did you makes it up

I look down at the ground as my face gets red .

it... I made it up

mmm okay he says as he walks over to me .

he stands in front of me and I look up at him as I swallow thickly trying to keep my composure .

he smirks down at me as he walks around the back of my chair and he places his hand on my shoulder . I sigh softly as I feel heat build in between my thighs from his touch.

he leans down and I feel his breathe on my neck and ear causing me to shiver.

does my touch feel like lava y/n he whispers in my ear causing me to let a small whimper out .

I - n-no I try and lie but my stuttering gives away my true feelings.

he chuckles before his hand slithers over my shoulder to my neck and he squeezes softly and I cant help the moan that slips out .

yeah ... I think you wrote that story thinking about me didn't you

I swallow against his hand as I shake my head but we both know he's right.

try to deny it all you want but you and I both know ... im your mr braves

I sigh expecting the fact I cant hide it.

even if your right you my presser its not right

isn't that just so upsetting he sighs as he takes his hand off me .

I drop my head looking at the desk not wanting to meet his eyes as he walks back in front of me .

now next class are you gonna be my good girl ... his hand moves to my thigh and I look up at him with widened eyes in shock of what he's doing. or are you gonna act like brat again

I- ill be good

no... I wanna hear you say you'll be my good girl he says as he squeezes my inner thigh making me whine and drop my head back .

ill be your good girl I breathe out as his hand moves dangerously close to my heat.

good girl now go home and start a new story ... maybe write it about mr.braves he says with a knowing smirk .

I sigh when his hands leaves my thigh and he makes his way back to his desk packing up his stuff .

I grab my stuff and makes my way out of the room but stop when he calls my name.

oh and y/n

yes

make sure to throw in some degrading and bondage in your next story I hear mr braves is more of the dominant type

my jaw drops as my pussy flutters . he smirks at me as he makes his way to the other door at the bottom of the room

I quickly exit as my thoughts run wild . He quite literally just referred to himself as mr braves and told me something he definitely shouldn't have but Jesus Christ does knowing that information drive me wild.

I race home and immediately got too writing my next story and after finishing my 6 page story felt with the most horny story I think i've ever written I send it to him and close my laptop.

I hop in the shower then get ready for bed when my phone rings as I got to turn off my bed side lamp .

it's an unknown number but I decide to pick it up .

hello ?

Hello ms y/l/n

its him ... how the fuck did he get my number

professor sturniolo... how did you get my number?

We have your emails and numbers on a sheet when your in our classes

oh... well what can I do for you

you can get in your car and drive to the address I just sent you

w-what are you... its 2 am right now

y/n ... you better be in your fucking car in the next 5 minutes or you'll stay after for the next 6 classes

what - why i'm in bed in my pajamas right now you think I can get ready in 5 minutes I say frantically freaking out .

I don't care what you look like all I know is that if I don't see your car pull up in the next 30 minutes I will be angry... you don't want to make me angry do you

n-no sir

good then get your ass out of bed and start driving here

then he hangs up leaving me confused and intrigued .

I know if I get in the car there will be no going back from anything that happens tonight… but I want it more than anything .

As my keys turn and the engine roars a smile breaks upon my face …

Professor sturniolo here I come

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Christmas time - Charles x fem reader

Summary: You return home for Christmas and fin yourself spending it with and old lover and his family.

Warnings: None, just fluff and some angst.

AN: From the topic, you might know since when I've been working on this but I finally decided to finish it, I was going to wait till Christmas to publish it but what the heck. As you can see I have a thing for exes, writing here it's cheaper than therapy. As always feedback it's appreciated, accepting requests, and let me know if you would like to be added to the tag list.

Christmas had always been a confusing time for you, you thought of it as too cheese but at the same time you could spend a whole weekend just watching and crying over Christmas

movies, so now that you were coming back home for the holidays after being away for so long, it felt as if you were in one of them.

You had been living in the US for 5 years, and like in all those stupid chick flicks, you had moved to the other side of the world because you wanted to escape your life after a painful breakup and the US was far enough from everyone you knew, and a certain sport your ex was part of. You were supposed to be studying there for 2 years but then the pandemic hit and you got stuck, you found a job that started as a part time but eventually became full time.

"Mom, are you serious? isn't Christmas a holiday you're supposed to spend with family?" you said as you struggle to wrap a present.

"What are you talking about? The Leclerc's are family! Don't you remember how many vacations we've spend together? the summers at the lake and winters up in the cabin? You, Lorenzo and Charles in your onesies playing in the snow as baby Arthur followed all of you around?"

Now you were kind of getting why you felt how you felt about christmas, your mom was in love with the holiday and it was cute but exhausting at the same time.

"Have you talk to them? I heard they went to the US a couple of times this year" In her defense, she had no idea you and Charles had been dating for a few months, actually as far as you knew only your best friend and Lorenzo knew about it after they found you making out in his kitchen one night after a party.

"No, we lost track of each other after I moved" you lied and returned to your wrapping task, actually Charles did try reaching out to you when he found out you moved and again when he went to race there, but you had all rights to ignore his calls and messages, the day you broke up he had been an ass.

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The fight started when you confronted him about some pictures of him at a nightclub in Austria, you had no problem with him having fun after a stressful weekend, the girl grinding her ass against his body, his hand on her waist and the fact that it wasn't the first time this had happened, was the problem.

"It was a fan, I didn't want to be rude", Clearly this superstar status had gone to his head. "They don't know I have a girlfriend! You want me to be rude?"

"And who decided we shouldn't tell anyone?"

"You know why I don't want them to..."

"Yeah, yeah protecting our privacy, I would buy that story if you weren't going around the fucking world letting girls grind against you every five fucking minutes!"

"Well, I don't know what to tell you, I won't change my mind about it" The defiant look on his face told you everything you needed to know and now it was your turn to make a decision.

"Don't worry, you don't have to lie to your fans anymore" You stormed out of his room, that was the last time you spoke to each other.

You cried for weeks, you actually loved him but seeing pictures of him with a different girl at parties and nightclubs after every race weekend was just too painful. It only took you a couple of weeks to realize that staying in Monaco was a bad idea, his face and name were all over the place. One day, like a miracle fallen from the sky, one of your teachers told you about a scholarship to study in the US, you didn't think it twice and applied, and two months later you were boarding a plane to New York.

A couple of days after you arrived to the US, Charles tried every posible way of getting in touch with you, but you sticked to your decision and ignored all his messages.

You couldn't actually say you had fallen out of love, the good moments had been amazing and those you would cherish forever. _______

"I don't have anything to wear tho" it was a lame excuse but you really wanted to escape the awkward christmas weekend your mom had planned.

"Oh, don't worry about it, I bought you a cute dress, it's in your closet!"

You finished loading the van with the tons of things your mom wanted to take for the weekend-long stay at the Lecrerc's cabin and finally went upstairs to deal with the stress of seeing your ex, you threw yourself on your childhood bed and closed your eyes.

"Hi sweety, can I come in?" Your dad knocked on your door.

"Dad! Of course" You rushed to hug him

"I missed you so much" he said as he kissed your head.

"Miss you too"

"You need to come more often" he brushed your hair like he used to when you were little.

"I know, I wish I could"

"Honey, don't forget to try on the dress" Your mom yelled from downstairs and you sight in exhaustion, you loved your mom but spending the holidays with your ex and his family wasn't on your list for a great christmas.

"I know, but Pascale has been really nice to your mom now that you've been away, you know how much she misses you"

"I was expecting to be just with you guys"

"C'mon sweety, this will be fun. Aren't you excited to see a certain Leclerc?" a mischievous smile on your dad's face made your heart fall to your feet.

"What are you talking about?" you almost choked on your own saliva.

"Darling, we all knew about your crush on Lorenzo, it was endearing" you unclenched your jaw when you heard Lorenzo's name. Your dad wasn't wrong tho when you were like 5 or 6 you had a crush on your friend's big brother; it was natural, you used to spend a lot of time at their house, and he was older and very attractive.

"That was a long time a go, dad" You smiled at the memory.

"I know, but it will be nice to spend some time all together, specially after they lost Hervé and our only daughter decided to move so far away" He looked at you with such loving eyes, you could just say yes with your head "Your mom's been quiet for too long, let me go see what that lady is up to" he hugged you again and left your room.

You walked to your closet and took the dress cover bag.

"Are you serious?" you couldn't help to say out loud as you took the red body con dress from the hanger. It was a beautiful, but it being ferrari red felt like life was mocking you. You took a couple of calming breaths as you tried to accept that you were fucked, the only "party" attire in your suitcase wasn't exactly family gathering material and it was too late to go shopping, that dress was your only option.

The next morning before the sun was up you were already in the back of your mom's van on your way to the country side, it was a two hour drive to the Leclerc's cabin, you tried to catch some sleep and fight the jet lag, but anxiety wouldn't let you and before you knew it you were parking next to a red alfa romeo.

"Oh my God!! Y/n!!! darling, what a wonderful surprise" a surprised Pascale rushed to hug you as soon as you got off the van.

"Hi, it's nice to see you too" You hugged her back, you did really like Pascale, she had always been like a second mother.

As she turned to greet your dad, you turned to your mother.

"They didn't knew I was coming?" You asked in a low voice.

"No, I wanted for it to be a cute surprise" Your mom said with a big smile and then turned to hug her best friend.

"Come on in, the boys are going to be so happy to see you" She took you by the shoulders and dragged you inside the house as you pulled your suitcase.

"I wouldn't bet on it" you thought to yourself.

"Boys! come help with the bags!" She yelled as she entered the house "Wait 'till they see you!, want something to drink?" She pulled you inside the kitchen.

"Mom, where are we putting tomorrow's dinner thi..." Charles cut himself off and stopped in the middle of the kitchen entrance when he saw you.

"Mate, move! you're in the way" Arthur pushed Charles to the side walking in with a couple of bags "Y/N!" the youngest Leclerc let the bags fall over the kitchen table and rushed to hug you.

"Hi, Art" You said almost out of breath from the tight hug. "Oh my, you look so grown up!"

"Don't be fooled, it's just the outside" Said Lorenzo as he entered the kitchen with more bags, setting them on the table and pushing Arthur away to hug you "It's so nice to see you"

"Same" You hugged him back.

"This is a Christmas miracle" Lorenzo said as he turned to look at Charles with a cheeky grin on his face, he knew exactly what was happening and he found it incredibly amusing "I'm so glad I didn't skip christmas this year" He whispered as he walked past Charles.

"Shut up" Charles whispered back.

"Hi, Y/n" Charles left the bags on the floor, walked towards you and got his arms around your body as you shily hugged him back, his scent and body heat felt so familiar like it had been just a couple of days since the last time you two had been cuddling in his bed. "It's nice to see you," he said against your ear, his soft warm breath brushing your neck giving you goosebumps.

"It's nice to see you too"

You could feel Lorenzo's sight on you as he was bitting his cheek trying not to burst out laughing at the awkwardness between you two, thank God it was only him who noticed.

All of you finished unloading the van and tried to organize the sleeping situation.

"I can totally sleep on the couch, Pascale, don't worry about it" You said as soon as she offered to give you Charles' room.

"Oh no darling, you're not sleeping on the couch, Charles can sleep with Lorenzo or with Arthur, don't worry about it"

"But..."

"Don't even try, you won't convince her, let me" Said Charles taking your bag from your hand and walked up the stairs.

You followed him to his room. As soon as you walked in a thousand memories rushed trough your mind, during your relationship you had gone up to that cabin a few times, it was the only place you two could be alone.

"Thanks" You said in a low voice when he left your bag on his bed.

"You're welcome" He turned to look at you, you held his gaze a couple of seconds before his beautiful green eyes got your heart rushing a thousand miles and you had to look somewhere else trying to catch your breath, you walked to his closet to hang the dress bag.

"I called you, several times"

"I know" You said as you awkwardly played with the plastic material.

"I wanted to..."

"Mate, mom is calling you" Arthur walked in startling both of you.

"I'll be right there"

"Now" Said Arthur and walked down the stairs.

"We should go" you nervously said and followed Art downstairs.

Your mom, Pascale, Enzo and yourself prepared lunch as your dad talked to Arthur and Charles about the last racing season.

The whole group sat to have lunch, Pascale asked you about your life in New York, your apartment, your job, your friends.

"...and is there a special someone?" your mom's friend asked with a mischievous grin on her face, you noticed how Charles tensed at the question and Lorenzo noticed too.

"Yeah, are you breaking many hearts?" Lorenzo added, softly kicking his brother under the table, Charles flipped him off discretely as he "scratched" his cheek.

"Not as many as you Enzo, are you still dating Adrianne?" You diverted the attention successfully.

After lunch everyone moved to sit outside around the deck fireplace, night came and it started snowing which meant it was time to go to sleep, there was a lot to do the next morning.

You laid in Charles's bed, his scent was as intoxicating as it was soothing, you couldn't lie, you missed that smell, once you even ended up dating a guy just because he used the same cologne.

After an hour of trying to fall asleep and failing miserably at it, you gave up and decided to go prepare yourself a hot cup of tea. You got your robe on and walked down to the kitchen.

You prepared your tea and went to sit outside by the fireplace, the snow had stopped, it was cold but a couple of logs were still burning to give just enough heat to make it enjoyable.

"You're going to catch a cold" Charles' voice scared you, making you spill some hot tea over your hand.

"Ahhh, ouch"

"Shit!" Charles rushed to your side taking some snow from one of the chairs, he kneeled in front of you and placed the snow over your hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't meant to scare you" he turned to look at you.

"It's ok" He kept his hand on yours, and you stood still for a while as the snow melted between your hands.

"I'm sorry" he said again.

"It's ok, it wasn't that hot anymore"

"I'm not talking about the tea" his voice in that low pitch that let you know this was a serious matter.

"Charles, you don't need to... I don't...I'm.." You had no idea what to say, you had rehearsed this conversation a thousand times in your head and had worked amazing responses to every possible apology or complaint, but having him right there, kneeling in front of you with his hand caressing yours was just too much for your brain to process, you couldn't even look at him.

"Listen, I was an asshole, I let stupid ideas get to my head, I did a lot of stupid things, and I've regretted them every single day since the moment you walked out my door."

"Y/n" he took your chin and made you look up at him "I'm sorry, I've missed you so fucking much" your chest moved faster, no coherent thought in your mind.

"It's getting cold, we should go inside" you removed your hand from his and walked directly to his room without looking back. You were overwhelmed, you still had feelings for him, but it had been too long, you had a life in New York. It broke your heart to think that maybe you had wasted your only chance to be with him.

It was around 3 or 4 am when you finally cried yourself to sleep.

A soft knock on the door woke you up.

"Come in" you sat on the bed and tried to fix your hair.

"Good morning" Lorenzo walked in the room, a tray in his hands with a cup of coffee and a couple pancakes.

"Hi, thanks" You took the tray from his hands and took a small sip of coffee, it was so good.

"You're welcome, I figured that after staying up late you could use some breakfast in bed" You looked at him confused.

"My window it's right above the deck"

"Oh, sorry about that"

"Don't worry about it. But, he really is sorry, you have no idea how many times he begged for me to call you, he knew you would answer my calls, but to be honest I didn't think he deserved you then"

"And now?"

"I've been to New York, it ain't that cool, and I would love to see you around Monaco and the tracks more often" He winked at you and walked out of the room.

You had your breakfast in bed as you tried to figure out what the fuck were you supposed to do with what you felt and what Lorenzo had told you. It was almost noon, you had a shower and finally walked downstairs to help with the Christmas preparations for that evening.

The smell coming from the kitchen was amazing, your mom and Pascale were the greatest cooks you've ever met, actually, their food was one of the things you missed the most after you moved.

"Oh, I almost forgot, I ordered some bread from the town and I think we might need a couple more wine bottles" Pascale said as she looked at a message on her phone.

"I can go pick it up" You offered, you were used to being questioned by your mom every time you called home, but now there were two of them bombarding you with a ton of questions, making you feel a bit overwhelmed, so a lonely trip to the village seemed like a great way to take a breather.

"Darling, I don't know, you haven't driven on this side of the road for a while, and the road might be snowed" If only your mother knew how many times you had taken Charles's car out for a spin and done pretty reckless stunts.

"I can drive you" Charles offered walking in the kitchen.

"Yes, let Charles drive you" Great, it had gone from bad to worse.

"But...ok" You knew trying to convince your mom to let you go on your own was a lost cause and saying no to the offer would seem weird and offensive, you took your jacket and walked outside.

You both were so nervous, the only sound in the car was the music coming from the speakers, you couldn't help to look at him out of the corner of your eye, he was tense as he kept a tight grip on the steering wheel and you found it incredibly attractive, one of the things you enjoyed the most when dating Charles was looking at him as he was driving, the way his hands worked the steering wheel and his sight focused on the road was something that turned you on.

You finally got to the village and walked inside a small store, you split the list of things and walked your own way to get them all.

"Y/n?" someone called your name behind you.

"Oh my, Ed, hi!" You hugged the guy standing behind you, he had been one of your uni classmates.

"It's so nice to see you, how's everything, how's New York?"

"It's good, how are you?"

"Same old, same old, how long are you going to be here? We should go get a coffee or something"

"Y/n" Charles spoke before you could answer "Two chardonnays should be good? we have 3 merlots at home" He said showing the two wine bottles he was holding in his left hand, as his right arm grabbed you nonchalantly by the waist.

"Oh, sorry mate, hi, Charles" Charles left the wine bottles in the shopping cart and extended his hand to shake Ed's but kept his arm around you.

"Hi, no worries, you are... Charles Leclerc"

"Yeah"

"Wow, uhm, big fan"

"Thanks" Charles smiled at your friend, from the outside this all seemed innocent and nice, but you knew he was marking his territory. "We need to hurry, we still need to stop by the bakery" He said looking at you in a way that made your heart skip a beat, it had been so long since he had looked at you in that way.

"I should go too, I still got some presents to buy, it was nice to see you y/n, and nice to meet you Charles, good luck on the next season"

"Thanks, mate, appreciated" Charles shook his hand, and as you took a step forward to kiss your friend goodbye, his arm never left your body. When Ed was out of sight you turned to look at Charles inquisitively as he took the spices from your hand and placed them in the tiny shopping cart.

"Let's go" He pushed the cart as if nothing had happened and walked to the register.

"Stop looking at me like that" he finally said as you were on the drive back to the cabin.

"That was low"

"I don't know what you're talking about" he faked innocence.

"Make him think we're together, that was low"

"You went with it, didn't you?" You instantly blushed at his comment.

"I did it just so you wouldn't look like a fool"

A soft breathy laugh left his mouth as he turned to stop in a hiking trail parking lot.

"What are you doing?" you asked confused as he turned off the car.

"Come" he got off the car, confused you did as he said, he leaned against the hood of the car and you walked towards him.

"Charles?" You asked as you stood a safe distance from him, your arms crossed over your chest.

"We need to talk"

"Charles, please, I..." You rubbed your eyes in slight despair, you were pretty much in the middle of nowhere there was no escaping from him this time.

"Please, just listen to me, if when I'm done you don't want to talk about it anymore, we'll get in the car and we never talk about this ever again, but right now, just listen to me, ok?" his beautiful green eyes made you weak and you couldn't say no.

"Ok"

"Y/n, I really am sorry, I swear nothing happened with any of those girls, I never cheated on you..."

"Charles..."

"Shut... up!" His voice was a soft growl as he took you by your arms and pulled you a little closer to him, you stared into his eyes, frozen "Please, listen to me, I know I've said I'm sorry like a million times in the last 24 hours, but I really feel like I owe you so many apologies. I was an asshole, I could try to explain myself but at the end of the day I was young and stupid, and I let this "famous driver" shit get to my head, I lost myself, and on the way, I ended up losing the most amazing and wonderful woman ever. I pushed you away and you had all right to kick me out of your life, but please, if there's just one small part of you that would like to try this again, please, I'm begging you, just give me one more chance, please"

You felt your heart rush, you had thought about this moment a million times, and 90% of them the answer was negative, not because you didn't love him, but because you could see how happy he was without you, winning races, taking pictures with fans, partying with the rest of the drivers, having the freedom he seemed to miss when he was with you.

"Y/N?"

"How do I know this isn't going to end up badly? You've been single for the last 5 years, are you sure you want to give up all you have?"

"I'm not the same idiot you left 5 years ago, I swear, I don't need anyone but you, I don't WANT anyone but you" He pulled you closer, his arms around your waist in a tight hug as you keep your arms crossed over your chest trying to put as much distance between you two. "I know I'm asking for a lot, you have a life somewhere else and I swear I wouldn't be asking for another chance if I didn't actually mean it, I swear on everything that's sacred for me, that I'm going to do my best to make this work and make you the happiest girl in the world, but please give me another chance"

"Are you sure this isn't just the holiday blues? what if I hadn't come this Christmas, would you feel the same?" Your rational side fighting hard against the side that just wanted to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him.

"Do you really think I just came up with this?" A soft smile escaped his lips as he unhooked one of his arms from around your waist and took his cell phone from his jacket, he clicked around for a bit, then turned the screen towards you as he slowly scrolled through the screen, there were dozens of undelivered messages, you could only catch a few words but most of them were of how much he missed you and begging for you to forgive him and come back. "The last one is from last week, I've missed you every day for five years"

You turned to look at him, this movement from your head making the tears that flooded your eyes fall down your cheeks. He got his phone inside his jacket and cleaned your tears with his fingers.

"I love you, y/n, and you can say no, I don't want to force you to do anything, you don't even have to give me an answer right now, but just think about it, ok?"

You couldn't talk and you just nodded your head.

"Good, now let's go, it's getting dark" He leaned in and kissed your lips so softly that if your eyes had been closed you would have doubted it ever happen. He led you to the passenger seat, opened the door for you, and then went to get inside the car.

You drove in silence again, you knew your answer but were you making the right decision?

As he pulled next to your parent's van you fixed yourself as much as you could.

"Darling, what took you so long?" Pascale walked towards you to help with the bags.

"Sorry, I found an old friend and caught up talking" You excused yourself before Charle could say anything.

As the boys helped with setting the table and bringing in more wood for the fireplace, you couldn't help to notice how good was the relationship between your dad and the Leclerc boys, he had turned into their father figure and it filled your heart, you knew this kind of relationship between your dad and any other guy in your life was going to be impossible. Tears started forming in your eyes again.

"All done" you said setting the last couple of cookies on the cooling rack "I'm going to get dressed" You quickly removed the apron and rushed upstairs before anyone could notice your watery eyes.

As you walked inside the bedroom you saw a small red box on the bed, you took it and opened it slowly to find a beautiful gold tuberose necklace and a handwritten note inside.

"I've had this for years and I finally got the chance to give it to you, I remember that night you called our love a "Tuberose love" because it seemed it only bloomed hidden in the dark, but this is a gold tuberose, it can bloom day or night, as long as it's around your neck.

I love you, always,

Charles"

You cried and held the beautiful necklace in your hand.

You showered and got ready, you looked at yourself in the mirror, the red dress looked better than you ever imagined, maybe that Ferrari red wasn't a bad idea after all, maybe that color could grow on you again. You got the necklace around your neck, the gold piece shining perfectly over the fabric.

"Come on kids, it's time" Your dad yelled from downstairs, you took a last deep breath and walked down to meet everyone.

Charles' eyes lit up as soon as he saw you enter the dining room, his sight focused on the gold detail hanging from your neck and he couldn't help to smile, he pulled the chair by his side and gestured you to take a seat next to him.

You sat by his side as everyone else took their places, he looked around and you took his hand under the table, he turned to look at you and you noticed his eyes were red as if he was about to cry.

"All good?" you whispered worried

"Never been better" he smiled and gave your hand a little squeeze.

You had dinner, the best Christmas dinner to date.

It was close to 3 am when the parents decided it had been enough for them and left for bed, Lorenzo and Arthur went to get some more wood and Charles took the chance to sit next to you on the living room floor, putting a blanket over your bodies as he placed his arm around your shoulders.

"Thanks" you said taking the necklace and looking at it.

"You're welcome, I'm glad you liked it" He kissed your hair.

"I love it... not as much as I love you, tho" You finally said, his face turned fast to look at you as you turned to look at him.

"So... you...uhm" He stutter

"Did I just make Charles Leclerc stutter?" you smiled teasingly.

"Shut up" he said as he took your face and pulled you in for a kiss, that kiss you had waited for so long.

"What the hell?" Arthur yelled as he dropped the logs on the living room floor.

"Well, this time it can't be a secret, this one can't keep his mouth shut" Said Lorenzo leaving the logs next to the fireplace.

"This time? why am I always the last one to find this shit out!?, You have a lot of explaining to do" Said Arthur inquisitively as he sat across from you.

Tag List: @wtrmlnsgr94, @ricsaigaslec

#f1 imagine #f1 fiction #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc fic #f1 x y/n #charles leclerc x reader

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Who Do You Love? Pt.2- Ex Eddie Munson x reader, now Steve Harrington x Reader

Word Count: 14.53k

Warnings: Language, angst to fluff, allusions to sex, I think that's everything! if not let me know!

Summary: a continuation of part 1. Reader has to try and move on from Eddie, she remembers the good times. Her friends are there for her, and something seems to blossom between her and Steve. Maybe she'll be ok now.

(gifs not mine!)

Walking away from Eddie was probably the hardest thing you’d ever had to do. You knew you needed to find a payphone and call someone to come get you, you didn’t want to be alone right now. You remembered that the nearest place to have a payphone would be the diner on the corner so that’s exactly where you went. You made your way to the diner trudging along through the cold bitter night. Doing your best to stop more tears from falling down your face, you didn’t know what to do anymore. He had been your best friend before you began dating since you were 7 years old and now it was all gone. Your love was lost and that was that. 

You saw the diner and quickly made your way to the payphone that sat outside of it. Reaching the phone you dug through your pockets praying that there would be some change. You finally found enough and you could’ve cried from how relieved you were. Thinking about who to call was easy enough, knowing that Nancy had something she needed to do tonight you decided to call Robin. You knew she and Steve were at work but you couldn’t think of anybody else to call. Not knowing if Steve knew about the situation you were a bit nervous about telling him. You knew how protective he was of you, but that also meant he would come and get you in a heartbeat. The thought of being with the people who do love you made fresh tears come to your eyes. You would be surrounded by warmth and not the freezing emptiness of lost love. 

Placing the change in the slot you entered the number and you heard Robin’s voice come through. 

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Robin and Steve were bored at the end of their shift. They knew no more customers were going to come in and so they finished rearranging the movies back into their original places and doing inventory. Suddenly the phone rang and Robin sighed heavily before answering it, her eyes widened at the sound of your voice and she perked up. “(y/n), wait, don’t cry, please don’t cry,” she tried to console you in her very chaotic Robin kind of way. Pretty much in a panic. 

Steve overheard the conversation and immediately he was standing by Robin asking what was going on. 

You were standing in front of the diner with tears streaming down your face as you tried to explain to Robin what was going on. “I did it, I confronted him. He finally told me, he admitted that he didn’t love me anymore and that he loves Chrissy,” you cried through the phone. 

Steve finally snatched the phone from Robin and heard you crying. His eyes went wide at the sound of your sobs through the phone. His worry was skyrocketing as seconds passed. “Woah, Woah, hey, (y/n), what’s going on?” he asked in worry. Your breath hitched at the sound of Steve’s voice. “Steve, can you please come get me, please,” you whimpered. His heart dropped, and his brows furrowed. “Wait, where are you? I’m on my way just tell me where you are,” he said. Robin went and grabbed her stuff from the back as you told Steve where you were. 

“Just hang tight, we’ll be there soon ok, go inside don’t stay in the cold. I’ll come and get you ok? I promise we’ll be there soon,” He reassured you and you nodded though he couldn’t see it. “Ok, ok, thank you so much,” you breathed out and hung up the phone. 

Your hands were shaking from being completely overwhelmed and in the cold for so long. You walked to the glass doors and stopped as you looked inside. It was the diner you used to go to with Eddie, the corner booth every Saturday morning for breakfast and milkshakes way too late into the night. You didn’t want to go in, you noticed your usual waitress and you cried even more. You had a feeling she would ask where he was and you couldn’t handle telling her what had happened. You decided to just stay outside and wait for them to get there. 

You just sat there against the wall, basking in your hurt. You didn’t know what else to do, you lost so much in a matter of minutes and it all was just so overwhelming. Nothing felt real, you could see him in everything around you. You remembered the moments you had in this parking lot in the middle of the night. Dancing around in the rain, stealing kisses, and playing air guitar. Running from him when you stole his lighter, and him catching you around the waist spinning you around till you felt dizzy. Hiding in the corner booth laughing at absolutely everything. Now there was nothing, it meant nothing to him anymore. 

You didn’t even hear Steve’s car pull up. They both got out and noticed you sitting right outside. You looked so lost, and it broke their hearts. Robin was the first to reach you, slowly crouching down next to you as Steve did the same in front of you. “Hey, sweetheart,” you heard Steve’s voice and immediately your eyes snapped up noticing both of them there. “I’m sorry,” you said suddenly feeling bad for making them come out here for you. “Why would you be sorry?” he asked with eyes filled with worry. Robin had told him everything on the way over and he was pissed. 

“I could’ve just walked home and you wouldn’t have had to come out here,” you said and felt a lump form in your throat. “Don’t be silly, I’m so glad you called us. I would hate you walking home all alone, especially like this,” Robin said and you looked over at her with a watery smile. “Why didn’t you wait inside? it’s freezing out here,” Steve asked. “I couldn’t go in there, I didn’t want to think about it anymore. I keep remembering, I didn’t want to remember, but it doesn’t go away” your voice cracked. He stood up and pulled you to your feet gently. “Well, let’s get you warm, and take you home huh?” he asked and you nodded. You reached forward to grab his hand and looked at Robin beside you and held out your other hand. She took it softly and they guided you to the car. 

You slid into the passenger seat while Robin took the back. They knew at that moment that all you needed were your friends and so they were there for you. Steve held your hand as he drove and Robin tried to make you laugh the whole way. Eventually getting some giggles out of you as she told you about an old woman hitting on Steve at the store earlier. You looked over at Steve with a raised brow. He rolled his eyes, “That story is never going to go away is it?” he asked and you both shook your heads. “No way,” you said at the same time and chuckled. Steve smiled at the sound of your laughter, his heart warming at the smile that had slowly been coaxed out of you though small.

He thought you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and had harbored a crush on you since the night you fought off those Demodogs. His tiny crush had developed over the years and he ended up falling in love with you. When you started dating Eddie his heart broke, he knew that it was over for him. He did what he could to get over you and nothing seemed to work. So the minute you called crying his mind went into overdrive. When Robin told him what had happened his heart hammered in his chest, and he had to fight every instinct to find Eddie and make him pay for what he did to you. 

He didn’t realize that his grip on the steering wheel had tightened, and you noticed his grip on your hand got tighter as well. You looked over at him in worry, “Steve,” you said and squeezed his hand. He looked over at you and you could tell that something was wrong. “Steve, what’s wrong?” you asked. “It’s nothing,” he said and tried to smile at you. You didn’t believe a word he said but just nodded. The rest of the drive was silent. You dropped Robin off and before she got out she leaned over the seat to kiss your cheek, “Call me in the morning ok,” she said and you nodded your head. “I will. Love you Robs,” you said and she returned the sentiment before walking into her house. 

“Steve, I know that it’s a lot to ask, and you can say no but, um,” you trailed off a bit. Becoming too nervous to ask him to stay for a while. He glanced over at you and squeezed your hand. “Nothing is too much to ask, especially not right now,” he said and tried to soothe your nerves. You took a deep breath, “Would you stay with me for a while? it doesn’t have to be long, I just don’t want to be alone,” you said shyly. “Of course, I’ll stay for as long as you need me ok,” he said and you nodded softly. 

You pulled up to your house and slowly got out of the car, and walked up to the door with Steve placing a gentle hand on the small of your back to guide you along. You were thankful for his warm presence not wanting to be in the cold any longer. You felt like you had been left in the snow for months as Eddie slowly left you, and you finally gained the warmth you so desperately needed within your friends. 

You unlocked your door and you lead him up the stairs and to your room. He had been there before and so it wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen. Posters on the walls and the soft blue bedding that you adored so much. He thought it was absolutely adorable. You still had the bear he had won you at the fair a few years back sitting on your bed next to one that Eddie had won you as well. You quickly snatched the second bear off of the bed and placed it into your closet. You sat on your bed and took a deep breath. “Do you want to talk?” he asked. You shook your head, “Not really, would you mind listening to something with me?” you asked. “Of course not, we can listen to anything you want,” he said and you smiled slightly. “You sure? You don’t mind The Eagles do you?” you asked as you walked to grab the album and put it on. “Not at all,” he said with an encouraging smile. “Hotel California ok?” you asked. “I love that one,” he said despite not knowing the band too well, and most definitely not knowing the songs on the album. You smiled brightly. “That’s awesome, my favorite song has to be either Victim of Love or, of course, Hotel California, or maybe New Kid in Town,” You said and chuckled nervously at your three different options. “Well they’re just too good to choose one huh?” he asked and you chuckled. “You don’t listen to them much do you?” you asked with a tiny smile. “That obvious?” he asked and you shrugged. “Just a bit, that’s ok though, is it still alright if I play them?” you asked. “No, Yeah of course,” he said and ran his hand through his hair. “Now that I think about it, New Kid in Town is my favorite,” you said and smiled. “I think you’ll like that one,” you said before you let the record begin to play. 

Hotel California begins and you smile, “I really hope you like it,” you said and looked over at Steve. “I’m sure I will,” he said with a grin. He toed his shoes off and left them by the door and laid his jacket over the back of your desk chair. “Would you mind if I got comfortable?” you asked shyly. You weren’t usually nervous around Steve, but tonight felt different, you felt very vulnerable. 

“You can always get comfortable around me, you know I don’t mind,” he said and you nodded your head. You walked to your dresser and opened it just to see that Eddie’s shirt was still sitting in there. You instinctively reached for it but stopped yourself. You took a deep breath before moving it aside to grab an old shirt and a pair of pajama pants. 

You walked to the ensuite and turned on the shower. You knew Steve wouldn’t mind waiting for you, he had done it before and so it wasn’t a very big deal. 

Steve watched you close the door and sighed heavily. He let himself flop down on the bed and groan. He was so in love with you it hurt. He could smell your perfume on the comforter and that candle you loved so much. He was always hit with the scent of rosewater and ivy as soon as he walked into your room and it was something that always seemed to bring him a sense of comfort. He listened to the music and smiled at the thought of you dancing around your room to it. Singing it on your way to visit them at work, on their lunch break. A smile settled on his face as he sat up and noticed the pictures on your nightstand. In the midst of the group pictures was one framed one. It was one of you and him, you stood in front of him and his arms wrapped around your shoulders with his chin resting on your head. You were in the middle of a laugh, and he remembered that day more clearly than anything. 

He sat on the edge of your bed with the picture in hand. His smile was bright as he remembered that day. He didn’t notice that you had walked out. “That’s one of my favorite pictures,” you said. He turned to look at you and saw that you were walking over to him. You looked absolutely adorable, so soft in your pajamas, with no makeup and soft hair resting over your shoulder. You sat down next to him and leaned against his shoulder so you could look at the photo too. He warmed up at the contact, your favorite rosewater body wash made him want to melt. “I was so happy that day, I just couldn’t stop laughing. You just kept making me laugh, it was one of my favorite days with you,” you said and rested your head on his shoulder.

“Really?” he asked almost in disbelief. “Yeah, I mean, You always make me happy. Like now, I can’t thank you enough for that,” you said and looked over at him with a sad smile. He looked over at you after setting the photo back in its place. “You don’t have to thank me for that. I’ll always be here ok?” he said and grabbed your hands in his. You nodded your head. “I’ll always be here for you too, anytime you need me,” you said and squeezed his hands. 

“I have an idea,” Steve said and got up taking you with him. “And what is that?” you asked. “Let’s listen to your favorite song,” he said and gestured to the record player. You raised your brow as you walked over to the player. “You want to?” you asked. “I’d love to,” he said and you smiled giddily before swiftly moving the needle back to where it needed to be. 

“Alright this is it,” you said and smiled when you heard the first notes. As the song starts he walked towards you. He grips your hand and pulled you closer to him. You chuckled when you felt him spin you around. “What are you doing?” you asked and smiled up at him. “We’re dancing,” he said and you giggled. His heart melted at the sound, he watched how happy you were at this moment. He was sad it couldn’t last forever. How anyone could make the mistake of losing someone like you was incomprehensible to him. You were sweet, silly, brave, and smart. Absolutely beautiful with a kind soul. The way your hair moves around when you dance and the way you laugh when you both stumble. The jokes you made and the way your nose scrunched up and your eyes narrowed when he told a bad joke. You just being you.

He had no idea what Eddie was thinking but he knew for a fact that you deserve better than that. And he hoped that just maybe at some point he would get to treat you right. 

The night had finally come to an end knowing that it was time for him to go seeing as he worked early tomorrow. 

You walked down the stairs with Steve going to walk him out. You got to the door and opened it letting a cool breeze blow into the house. You shivered a bit and looked over at your friend. “I actually really liked that Album,” he said trying his best to get even just a sliver of more time with you. “I’m glad you did, I thought you might,” you said and smiled softly at him. He nodded, “You know, I think I have to say that my favorite would be Wasted Time,” he told you and you bit back a smile and bounced on the balls of your feet. “Yeah?” you asked excitedly. “Yeah,” he laughed lightly. “I’m so glad you liked the record,” you said. “We’ll have to listen to it again,” he said and you nodded happily. “Definitely,” you said and reached up to place your arms around his neck. He smiled and pulled you closer into his embrace. “Thank you, Steve,” you said softly. He could feel your breath against his neck and it made him hold you tighter. “You never have to thank me,” he said and kissed the side of your head. 

You pulled away and he could see the tears in your eyes. “You’re not alone ok, you have us. You have me,” he reassured you and you sent him a watery smile. “Love you, Stevie,” you said and hugged him one more time. “Love you too,” he squeezed your hand before telling you goodnight and walking to his car. Oh, how he wished you loved him like he loved you. 

You waited until you couldn’t see his lights anymore before you closed the door. Sighing heavily you made the walk back up to your room. 

You pushed open the door and looked around, you sighed at the residual warmth Steve had left behind, and tried to focus on that. Tried to focus on your friends. You struggled as you climbed into your bed. You lay down and you couldn’t help but feel the vacancy beside you, now you knew it would never be warmed by the body you loved so much ever again. It was a hollow feeling as you stared at the pillow next to you, not noticing that tears had begun to fall once more. You shut your eyes tightly and clenched the sheets in your fists until your knuckles turned white. Tears soaked your pillow case, and your breath caught in your throat as you tried to hold back the sobs that so desperately wanted to come out. 

It was dark and the cold began to creep into the room again, your memories played over again behind your eyelids. The moments of love and happiness slowly made their way to the forefront of your mind. 

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He was lying next to you with that big grin you always loved. He was doing his best not to let out a laugh as you muttered sleepily about something that happened in class that day. He had asked you what grade you had gotten on the final exam and you had first talked about it vigorously. Excited that you had actually passed, but slowly as time dragged by he saw your eyes get heavier and your voice slurring sleepily. He leaned over and tucked a strand of hair away from your face. “Why don’t you get some sleep babe,” he said softly and you shook your head. “No, I didn’t see you very much today. I want to stay up with you,” you said in determination as you rubbed your eyes. “We have all of this weekend to be together, it’s ok to sleep. I’ll be right here,” he said and let his knuckles graze your warm cheek. “You promise, you’ll be here when I wake up?” you asked and reached up to grab his hand in yours. He smiled softly and tangled his fingers with yours. “I promise, You won’t wake up to an empty bed Sweetheart,” he said and kissed your forehead. You nodded drowsily before lifting your chin, tilting your head up silently asking for a kiss. He chuckled and leaned forward to place a kiss on your lips. You hummed happily before tucking yourself into his side. “I love you, Eddie,” you mumbled. “I love you more. I love you forever,” he said and held you tightly against him feeling your breathing even out. 

He was right, you didn’t wake up to an empty bed. He was right there.

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You felt sick as you remembered that night. The last thing you heard was that he would love you forever. Now look at you, he fell in love with someone else and that promise of forever was dust in the wind. 

Eventually, you fell asleep, only being able to keep yourself asleep for a few hours before you woke up and couldn’t sleep anymore. 

You sat there awake curled up in your blankets, watching out the window as the sun slowly came up. The birds started chirping and the sun sent golden and peach hues across your room. You looked over at your clock and noticed that Robin would be awake by now. Keeping your promise you picked up your phone and dialed her number. 

She picked up the phone, “Hey Robs,” you said softly. “Hey, how are you?” she asked, you could hear the frown on her face. “I’m ok,” you told her with a shaky breath. “It’s ok that you’re not ok right now,” she reminded you. You bit your lip and closed your eyes, “I’m really not,” you admitted to her. “Do you want us to come over after work?” she asked you. “No, no it’s ok you don’t have to do that,” you told her. “We don’t mind, really,” she tried to reassure you. “Really Robin you don’t have to,” you said. “Well, you know to give us a call whenever ok? I’m sure Kieth wouldn’t mind seeing as he’s had a crush on you for years,” she said and it made you let out a little chuckle. “Don’t remind me,” you laughed a bit. She smiled despite you not being able to see her. “Just saying you have options,” she joked and you laughed again. “That’s comforting,” you joked back and she laughed. “Alright, well I have to get going Steve is here. Call whenever ok? Love you,” she said and you smiled softly. “I love you too Robin,” she hung up the phone and you sighed before curling back into your blankets. You heard a knock on your door and you sighed. “Honey, can I come in?” you heard your mother call. You knew you couldn’t say no. “Come in mom,” you said and she opened the door. She saw you tangled in your sheets, “What’s going on?” she asked and sat on the edge of your bed. “It’s nothing mom, I’m fine,” you tried to deter her. “You’ve been crying honey,” she said and pushed your hair back. You knew you couldn’t avoid it forever. “I broke up with Eddie last night,” you told her and shut your eyes tight. You didn’t want to see her expression. “Oh, “ she cooed. “What happened?” she asked. “He doesn’t love me anymore, he’s been sneaking around with Chrissy Cunningham for 2 months,” you explained and took a shaky breath. You looked at her to see anger in her eyes. “That asshole,” she cursed and your eyes widened. You rarely ever heard her curse. “Mom,” you said in surprise. “It’s true. How dare he do that to you. The best thing that’s ever happened to that boy he just lost,” she stated matter of factly. “Would you like me to call his uncle?” she asked and your jaw dropped. “Oh my god, mother no. No, don’t do that,” you pleaded with fervor. “Alright, alright, but if you need anything you call me ok, I picked up an extra shift today so I’ll be home a bit late,” she told you and kissed your head. “Ok, mom, I’ll see you later, Have a good day,” you said and watched as she closed the door. You heard the front door close and you looked over at your nightstand. 

Most of the pictures you had were of and with Eddie. You sat up slowly and picked one up. It was of you and him on your 18th birthday last year. Eddie was on your porch swing with you resting your head in his lap. You were looking at each other with bright smiles. It was one of your favorite days, and now those are gone.  

You got out of your bed and went downstairs to maybe find a box of some sort. When you finally found one you walked back into your room. Silently you started putting Eddie’s things into the box. His old shirts and sweaters that you had stolen over the years, the gifts he gave you. You grabbed the teddy bear from the closet and took a good look at it before tossing it in the box. You threw in spare picks that always slipped from his pockets when he tossed his jeans to the floor. Lastly, you took off the necklace he gave you and put it into the box, your neck was suddenly bare and it made you uneasy. After all these years of wearing the small star pendant around your neck, you put it in the box to give away. You remembered you were about 15 when he won it for you at the arcade. 

 You sighed and set the box next to your door. You decided that taking a shower would be good for you, to wash away the tear stains and the emotions of yesterday so you could try and start over. 

As the day dragged on you heard a knock at the door and your brows furrowed not knowing who it could be. You opened the door and there stood Robin and Nancy. They both held bags filled with what looked like snacks, movies, and tissue boxes. “We brought everything,” Nancy said and your heart clenched at the thought of your friends caring so much about you. “I heard what happened, I’m so sorry (y/n),” Nancy said and stepped forward to hug you as best as she could while holding the bags. You hugged her back and sighed at the comforting feeling. “Come in you guys it’s cold,” you said and stepped aside so they could walk in. “You really didn’t have to do this,” you said as they set the stuff on the counter. “But we wanted to. Steve said sorry he couldn’t be here, he had to work late,” Robin said and you shook your head in dismissal. “It’s ok, I didn’t expect you all anyway. I didn’t expect anyone,” you said. “We didn’t want you to be alone,” Robin said and hugged you. 

“Do you guys just want to go upstairs?” you asked and they both nodded. “Yeah sure,” Nancy picked up the bags again and they followed you up the stairs. 

You reached your room and opened the door. They both noticed the box by the door but said nothing. “How have you been?” Nancy asked as you all sat on your bed. “Well, it’s honestly been really hard,” you said and looked down trying not to get emotional once again. “I know it must be hard, I’m so sorry. He was an asshole to do that to you,” Nancy said and rested a hand on your shoulder. “I could barely sleep. He wasn’t there, I mean he hasn’t been here in a while but It just hit me that he’d never be here again. I’d never wake up to that sleepy smile and mess of frizzy curls. I’d never get another I love you before falling asleep. He’s gone, and he has been for a long time,” you finally let out. Their expressions were sympathetic. “I know it only happened yesterday but, things will get better. You’ll find someone new, I promise,” Nancy said and you scoffed trying to hold back tears. “That’s the problem, I never wanted anyone else,” your voice cracked. “You know, I look at you and I see the sweetest and most beautiful person I’ve ever met. I see you, and I see someone who could be just as strong by herself as she felt with a guy. I see someone unstoppable who just hit a bump in the road and believe me when I say this. You’ll be ok,” Robin rambled on a bit and a sad smile came to your face. Tears had fallen down your cheeks, and you leaned against your friend just letting yourself cry. “I really love you guys,” you choked out and Nancy leaned over to join in on the hug. “We love you too, now how about we try and get your mind off of this for a while huh?” Nancy asked and you nodded. 

The rest of the night went well, and after they left you got a call from Steve. 

“Hey, (y/n/n). I’m sorry I couldn’t be there tonight,” he said and you sniffled, still getting over the tears you cried while Nance and Robin were over. “It’s ok Steve,” you said and he frowned at the sound of your hoarse voice. “Is there anything I can do?” he asked and before you could say no, the box of Eddie’s things caught your eye. “Is there any chance that you could come by tomorrow?” you asked nervously. He perked up a bit and nodded his head despite you not being able to see it. “Yeah, yeah of course. I’ll be there,” he said and you felt a gratefulness bloom in your chest. Thankful for the people you had in your life. “You can just come by in the morning,” you said, “Do you need me to bring anything?” he asked. “No, just you,” you sighed. “Well then, I’ll see you in the morning,” he told you and you smiled a bit. “Goodnight Steve,” you said and he bid you goodnight before you hung up. 

Once again the night was hard, tossing and turning. Watching the sunrise again you sighed and turned away from the window. It was about 8 when you decided to get up, so you’d be ready when Steve came over. You wanted to look decent enough to take the box of Eddie’s things back to him. 

You put on your coziest burgundy sweater and a pair of dark jeans with your converse. A knock sounded on the door and you went to open it. Steve stood there with a bouquet of flowers for you. Your heart warmed at the sight and you smiled softly. “I didn’t know which ones to get so, I chose the prettiest ones. Well, I thought they were the prettiest, I don’t know if you would, but I did. So, yeah, these are for you,” he said and handed the bunch of flowers to you. Your smile widened. “They’re beautiful Steve, thank you,” you said and let him in. You walked into the kitchen, grabbed a vase, and filled it with water before placing the flowers in. 

“I was wondering, um, I have some things to give back to Eddie. I’m scared to go by myself and I was wondering if you’d go with me?” you asked shyly and looked away from him. He walked over to you and placed a hand on your face, gently turning so you'd look at him. “I’ll go with you, you don’t have to be scared ok, I’ll be there,” he said “What if she’s there?” you asked and he looked down at you with firm reassurance in his eyes. “Even if she is, I won’t let anything happen. I’ll go in for you if you want me to, you don’t even have to see him,” he said. You bit your lip and felt a flood of comfort wash over you at the look in his eyes. “I can do it, just please be with me,” you said and reached out to grab his hand. “I’m there the whole way,” he said and kissed your head. 

Steve grabbed the box from your floor and put it in the trunk of his car. He got into the driver’s seat and looked over at you. “You ok?” he asked and you slowly nodded. “I’m ok, let’s go,” you said and he grabbed your hand. You were trying to muster up the courage as you held his hand tighter in yours. The ride was mostly silent, and it wasn’t uncomfortable it was soothing. 

You pulled up to the trailer and sighed heavily. His van was there so there was really no avoiding him at this point. Steve put the car in park and took a glance over at you, “Are you ready?” he asked and you shook your head. “That’s ok, we can wait for a bit,” he said and squeezed your hand. You shut your eyes and took a deep breath, doing your best not to remember all the times he carried you up those stairs. How he chased you around the yard with the water hose in the summer. 

You knew you had to get it over with and so you decided it was time. “Ok, I’m ready,” you said and nodded at him. “Alright, I’ll get the box,” he said and got out to open the trunk. You hesitantly stepped out of the car and wrung your hands as you stared at the door. Steve stood next to you, “Ok, let’s go,” you breathed out and made your way up the steps. You knocked on the door with shaking hands. Steve placed a hand on your back comfortingly easily holding the box with one arm. You heard shuffling and the door opened.

There he stood with his messy hair and those big brown eyes you loved so much. He looked like he had just gotten up. 

His eyes widened at the sight of you, “(y/n), what are you doing here?” he asked and looked past you at Steve. He furrowed his brows. 

“I came to give you your stuff back,” you said and took the box from Steve. You could see the guilt in his eyes as he looked at you. “Eds?” you heard a soft voice call from behind him. Your breath hitched in your throat and you almost dropped the box. “Shit, sorry hold on,” he said and held up a finger before disappearing from sight. You glanced over at Steve and he could see that you were struggling to keep it together. “Who is it?” you heard her voice ask. “It’s no one, just go back to bed Chris,” His words broke your heart even more. “It’s no one? You’re no one now?” you asked yourself in your head. Your grip on the box tightened as you felt a lump form in your throat. “Just give me a minute, I’ll be right back babe,” you heard him say. You took a deep shaky breath before just setting the box down. “Can we leave now?” you asked Steve. “Of course, we can let’s go, sweetheart,” he said and just as you began to walk away Eddie came back to the door. He saw you walking away and quickly walked down the steps. “Wait, (y/n), just wait,” he said. Steve slightly pushed you behind him as you stopped walking. 

“What do you want Munson?” Steve asked, you could hear the anger in his voice. You looked at Eddie and he could see the tears in your eyes. “Just let me talk to her, I’m not trying to fight with you Harrington,” Eddie said in frustration. 

“You don’t get to talk to her, not after what you did. Haven’t you done enough, you broke her heart isn’t that enough for you? What more could you want?” Steve spat at him. He looked at Steve with his jaw clenched tightly. He knew what he did, and he felt horrible. He wanted to try and salvage anything he could. “Eddie, you should just go back to Chrissy she’s waiting for you. Don’t try and make things right because it won’t ever be right again. You lost me for good, so just don’t try ok? Just don’t,” you said with as much strength as you could muster. “I’m sorry,” he said with pleading eyes daring to take a step forward. Steve pushed him back, “Don’t.” he growled. But he was persistent, “Just one minute,” he pleaded again. You took a small step out from behind Steve, and you could a spark of hope in his eyes. “I gave you 2 whole months to explain yourself Edward. 2 months, I’m done waiting for an explanation. I heard all I needed to. I’m no one now huh?” you asked as your voice broke. His face fell, “No, just please. You’re not no one, I just didn’t want her out here. Not right now, just told her to go back to bed,” he said and Steve looked over at you. That used to be your bed, not hers. “Well she’s waiting for you in there so why don’t you just go back to bed with your new girlfriend and leave me alone,” you tried to be harsh but your voice fell at the end. Looking at what he had done made him break knowing he’d lost any semblance of anything with you. 

“You come near her again Munson, and I swear I’ll kick your ass,” Steve threatened. You could hear the rage he had and saw it on his face when you looked at him. You knew it was time to leave. 

You grabbed Steve’s wrist and gently tugged him toward the car. He looked over at you and began to walk away wrapping a comforting arm around your shoulder as he guided you to the car. 

Eddie could see the slight shake of your shoulders as you walked away, he knew you were crying and his heart broke. He wanted you in his life, but he knew that you were right. He lost you for good. That’s the last time you spoke to him. 

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You stopped going to Hellfire and stopped sitting with the boys every day. You sat with Nance and Robin. Chrissy had taken your place at the Hellfire table and all of the boys grew slightly uncomfortable by her presence. They missed you at their meetings, and they missed the random stories and jokes you made. You smiled and waved when you passed their table, stopping by for a visit when Eddie wasn’t there. You always made sure they were ok whenever you could. 

“Hey boys, you said as you walked over to them seeing a clear opportunity to speak with them. “Hey, (y/n)!” Jeff said excitedly and you chuckled. “How are you guys?” you asked. “We’re ok, it’s just not the same without you. We miss you,” Dustin said and you wore a sad smile. “I miss you guys too, I’m sorry about everything,” you said feeling guilty about not spending as much time with them. “Don’t be sorry, we understand. It’s not your fault, we just can’t stand Chrissy for much longer,” Gareth said and you laughed. “That bad?” you asked with a bit of a grimace. They all nodded. “She knows nothing about D&D, all she wants to talk about is cheerleading and the sports games. She’s not very funny either,” Mike complained and you chuckled. “Oh really?” you asked with a raised brow. “Definitely,” Lucas said. You smiled, “Well you guys are always welcome to sit with me whenever you want to ok?” you said and squeezed Jeff’s shoulder. “Really?” they asked. “Of course, anytime,” you said. Before anyone could say anything else Eddie and Chrissy walked over and sat down. You could feel him look at you, and you tried not to curl in on yourself. It felt gross that you felt like you had to cower away from him when you used to tuck yourself into his side and kiss his cheek. 

 “I’ll talk to you guys later,” you gave a soft smile at the boys. Walking away you sighed but tried to keep your head up, not wanting him to see that you were still hurt. It had been about 3 weeks since everything happened and you didn’t have to go through it alone. Nancy, Robin, and Steve were there for you the whole time. You had been growing closer and closer to Steve. 

There was something about him that you just felt that you needed. He was warm and bright he made you feel safe and like there was a light at the end of the tunnel. 

He took you to school every morning, and always picked you up first, and you were glad because it meant that you got more time with him. You found comfort in his bad jokes, sweet smile, and weird facts he heard from Dustin. You didn’t know but he had asked Dustin about D&D so he could try and talk with you about it. Dustin ended up telling you that he asked and you thought it was the sweetest thing ever. 

Months had passed by and things had gotten better, your heart had had time to mend. With the help of your friends, you were able to realize that you deserved better than that. Lately, you had been looking at Steve differently, you began to see something you didn’t before. He was always there for you, almost every time he would come by he would bring flowers for you. You spent more and more time just you two on your own and you had begun to feel a crush grow, that feeling settled about a month in. 

You didn’t expect to find someone again especially not so quickly and have it be one of the people you were closest to. 

It was a Friday morning when Steve came to pick you up for school. Unbeknownst to you, Steve had finally mustered up the courage to ask you out. He just had to keep himself together until you got to school.

  You had found yourself putting in the slightest bit more effort in the mornings. You heard Steve honk and walked out to see him leaning against the side of the car, you smiled and walked over to him. He opened his arms and you wrapped yours around him. “Morning, (y/n)” he said. “Morning Stevie,” you said as he opened the door for you. His heart raced when he felt your arms tightly wrapped around him.

About 2 weeks after the incident Steve had gotten Hotel California on cassette so you could listen to it in the car whenever you wanted to. It was already playing when you got in and you smiled brightly, Steve looked over at you and felt his heart melt at the sight of you so happy. 

“Ready?” he asked as he put the car into gear. “Yup, ready for the week to be over,” you said and chuckled. “I’m sure Robin is too,” he said and you nodded. You hummed along to the music, ending up singing when your favorite song came on, Steve sang with you seeing as he knew the words after hearing it so much. He pulled up to Robin’s and honked the horn, he rested his arm on the console as he waited for her to come out. You quietly reached over and tangled your fingers with his. He looked down and over at you. You had a blush and a soft smile as you glanced at him. He squeezed your hand and feeling emboldened by your actions picked up your hand and pressed a kiss to it sweetly. Your smile brightened and so did his. You heard the door open and a loud sigh as Robin got in the car. Your hand never left his, “Good morning Robin, you ready to get this over with?” you asked and she sighed once again. “Yes, shit, I’m so ready for this to be over,” she whined and you chuckled. “Me too,” you said and gave her a smile. 

“What’s got you so huffy?” Steve asked, “I have a test I absolutely need to pass and I’m not ready for it,” she said and you rolled your eyes. “You are so ready for it Robs, I helped you study almost all week, you’ve got this,” you said. “I don’t know,” she spoke, “Well, I do. I know you will pass and you’ll be so relieved,” you encouraged her. “Yeah?” she asked. “Definitely,” you said. 

Steve smiled over at you as you encouraged your friend.  You were a good friend and that was something he loved about you. He rubbed his thumb over your knuckles and you pulled his hand into your lap placing your other hand over it tracing patterns on the back of his hand. You got to school and he parked. You were about to get out when he asked you to stay for a minute. 

“(y/n/n), can you stay for just a second?” he asked and you nodded. “Yeah, of course, are you ok?” you asked. “I’m ok, I just-” he paused

“I was wondering if you’d uh if you’d maybe like to go out with me?” he asked nervously. You blushed and bit your lip to hold back the excited smile. “I’d love to go out with you, Steve,” you said. He let out a breath and smiled, “Ok, that’s-that’s great. I’m off early today, so maybe we could go to the drive-in. I’ll pick you up at 7?” he asked. You let your smile show, and your cheeks were flushed. “Yeah, that sounds good. I’ll see you at 7 Steve,” you said and leaned over to kiss his cheek. He watched you as you walked away and over to where Robin was waiting for you. He could see you excitedly talking to her, taking a glance back at him you waved. He waved back before you turned to walk into the school. 

That was just the beginning for you and Steve. 

Little did you know that things with Eddie and Chrissy were just starting to go downhill. He watched from just outside his van a cigarette between his lips as you kissed Steve’s cheek. He noticed the blush on your cheeks and heard your excited rambling to Robin about Steve asking you out. He saw your bright-eyed glance and shy wave. He couldn’t help but feel his chest tighten at the sight of you giving that look to someone else. That was the look you gave him, and it made his heart ache. He could tell that something bigger than a date was going to happen between you and he couldn’t help but feel jealous. He stomped the cigarette out and made his way into the school. He walked past you and Robin at your locker. He saw all the pictures had been replaced. It wasn’t you and him anymore, it was the kids, it was you, Robin, and Nancy. It was you and Steve. He quickly found Chrissy and leaned down to press a kiss on her lips but she turned her head so it landed on her cheek instead. He looked at her with slight hurt, he knew something was up with her, it had been for about a week now. 

She was looking at him differently and sometimes just not bothering to look at all. 

You walked into the cafeteria and found the girls, as you went to go sit with them three people came to block your path. Dustin, Lucas, and Mike stood in front of you with large smiles. More like shit-eating grins. You looked at them with raised brows. “What are you doing?” you asked. “We heard about what happened this morning. Is it true?” Dustin asked. You shot a glare over at Robin and she shrugged guiltily. You sighed. “Did Steve ask you out?” Mike pushed. “That’s for me to know ok, not you,” you said and gently pushed past them. “C’mon, Robin already told us, just admit it,” Lucas said and you shook your head. You stayed silent and you heard them groan about it before walking away. You sat down by Nancy and she smiled knowingly at you gently nudging you. “So it’s true?” she asked and you smiled shyly. “Yeah, it is ok. He asked me out this morning, we’re going to the drive-in later,” you explained to her as you did to Robin earlier. 

“I’m so happy for you,” she said and you blushed. “Thanks, Nance,” you said. “Would you mind coming over after school to help me get ready?” you asked them. “Yeah, of course,” She said. They could both tell how excited you were, and they knew Steve was too seeing as he had obviously been in love with you for years. 

The school day ended, and you exited the school with a skip in your step. Nancy and Robin chuckled at how happy you were. You didn’t even notice those big brown eyes watching you as you walked away. 

You got home and they helped you get ready, you decided to wear a baby blue striped shirt tucked into your favorite pair of jeans. Your white converse and light makeup. Nothing over the top but just enough. 

The girls had left and so it was just you, it was almost 7 and your nerves had set in. You were never nervous around Steve but this was a little different, this was a date. 

You heard a knock at the door and quickly ran down the stairs, you slowed to a casual walk as you opened the door. Steve stood there with flowers in his hand and a nervous smile. “Hi,” you breathed out with a smile. “Hey, I uh, I got you these, I remember you saying you liked daisies and so I thought you’d like these,” he said and you took them gratefully. “I love them, Steve, thank you. Come in,” you said and stepped aside to let him in. “I just have to put these in some water and we can go,” you said and quickly finished your task.

 “You look beautiful,” he said as you walked to his car. You blushed and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “Thank you, you look handsome as always,” you said and smiled when he blushed. “Thank you,” he said quickly, you could tell he was flustered. He opened the door for you. Before you got into the car you stood on your toes to press a kiss to his cheek. He smiled down at you as you turned to get into the car. 

The drive to the movie was filled with comfortable conversation and casual flirting. Him doing his best to keep the blush on your cheeks. You got to the movie and chuckled when you saw it was Stand By Me, “You remembered?” you asked giddily. “Yeah, I did. I thought you’d like it,” he said and his heart warmed at the sheer happiness he saw light up your features. “This is perfect,” you said and turned to him with a big smile. 

You had mentioned wanting to see the movie a while ago, and he thought it was the perfect time to take you. 

He watched you more than the movie, just seeing your reactions to everything was adorable to him. At one point you had mindlessly reached over to intertwine your fingers, holding his hand with both of yours close to your heart when something big happened. The end had made you cry but you loved it more than anything. You laughed at Steve’s comments made throughout the movie,  taking time to observe the way the light from the screen lit up his features. He really was beautiful, and he thought the same thing about you. 

The drive home was far too short for your liking as you had just turned down your street. 

 “You know, I’m happier than I’ve been in a long time,” you admitted and he smiled over at you. “I can tell, you have a glow,” he said and looked down shyly. “You do, it’s beautiful. You’re beautiful,” he said and came to a stop outside of your house. “You’re too sweet to me, did you know that?” you asked softly. He reached over and placed a hand on your cheek to make you look at him. “No one could ever be sweet enough for you sweetheart,” he said and you smiled softly. He leaned his forehead against yours for a few seconds, you reached up and placed a hand over the one that was on your cheek. 

“I’ll walk you to the door,” he said softly before letting you go and coming around to open the door for you. He held out his hand and helped you out of the car. You linked your arm with his and held his hand as he walked you to the door. 

You stepped into the porch light and turned to look at him. He was smiling down at you, “Tonight was really great, Steve, thank you,” you said bashfully. “I’m glad you had a good time, so did I,” he said and took a tentative step closer to you. He had wanted to kiss you for the longest time. He wanted to know if your lips were as soft as they looked if they were as sweet as you were. He placed a hand on your waist and gave you a chance to back away from him but when you didn't he brought you closer to him. You looked up at him through your lashes and he swore his heart stopped when you ran your hands up his chest and over his shoulders. He let his other hand rest on the back of your neck. Leaning down he watched your eyes flutter shut and felt butterflies in his stomach as his lips grazed yours. He felt you push up slightly on your toes to press a plush kiss against his lips. He sighed at the feeling of you so close to him, your kiss was soft and just as sweet as he imagined. He pulled you flush against his chest and felt you card your fingers through his hair trying to be as close as possible. You lightly tilted your head to the right letting your nose brush his as you moved. He took the opportunity to deepen the kiss and you let out a soft hum against his mouth. He slowly pulled away and a grin formed on his face at the sight of you. Your lipgloss was slightly smudged and your lips kiss swollen. You giggled a bit as you looked up at him. “What are you laughing at?” he asked and ran his thumb along your jawline. You moved your hand to tenderly wipe away the lipgloss that had transferred onto his lips from yours. “You had lipgloss on you,” you said and smiled up at him. 

“Can I have some more?” he flirted. You laughed softly before holding his shoulders and pressing one swift kiss on his lips. “Thank you, sweetheart,” he said and you let your hands drop as he let you go. Your cheeks were rosy as you looked at him and he smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow ok?” you asked and he nodded his head. “I’ll see you tomorrow, (y/n),” he said as you opened the door and stepped into the house. He walked to his car with a huge grin on his face, he knew that would be the first of many dates to come and he swore it was the best kiss he’d ever had. 

A few dates later and he asked you to be his girlfriend. You of course accepted the offer, and now a month later, you were on the last day before the summer break. You had worn your new yellow sundress and a wide smile spread across your lips. 

You didn’t notice the pair of eyes on you as you talked with your friend. Eddie didn’t know what it felt like when he did what he did to you. He didn’t understand until he watched Chrissy slip away just like you’d watch him do to you. He was heartbroken when she broke up with him and went back to Jason. She told him that she just didn’t want him anymore, and he can’t imagine how bad it must have hurt you as you sat next to him, and lay in his bed when you had the feeling that someone else lied there when you were gone. 

You walked with Robin to the school entrance, finally ready to spend as much time with your boyfriend and friends as possible. “You know Robs, I swear if I work at Family Video Keith is gonna be a lot more weird than usual,” you told her. “C’mon, Steve and I will keep him at bay. All you’d have to do is smile and he would give you the job,” she said and you chuckled. “I probably could get him to let us go early now and again,” you said, contemplating her offer. “Exactly, you’d get more time with Steve too, and me of course, your favorite,” she said and you laughed and rested your head on her shoulder for a second. “Alright, alright, I’ll apply,” you said.

“Yes! Now I don’t have to be stuck alone with a mopey Steve Harrington,” she said and you furrowed your brows. “Mopey?” you asked. “He gets mopey when you’re gone,” she said and you chuckled. As you walked you didn’t notice someone walking right in front of you until you bumped into them. “Oh, crap,” you yelped as you almost fell over. Luckily the person caught you before you fell. You chuckled at the ordeal and looked up. There stood the boy who broke your heart months before. “Sorry, I almost knocked you over. Are you alright?” he asked and awkwardly drew his hands away from your arms. You felt a pang in your chest as you looked at him, he had been your best friend since you were 7 and this is the first time you’d spoken in months. “I’m, uh, yeah. I’m ok thanks. Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” you said. “Don’t worry about it,” he breathed out. You shook your head and sighed before putting on your best smile. “Well, I’ve got to go. Have a nice summer,” you said before linking arms with Robin and walking away. She gave you a look silently asking if you were ok. You just smiled, “I’m fine, I’m just happy to be done with this fucking place. It’s over,” you nudged her. 

You were in that pretty yellow sundress, and your hair framed your face. A soft peach dusted your cheeks and a baby pink lingered on your lips. He couldn’t help but stare as you walked away from him, hearing your voice speaking directly to him for the first time in so long made his stomach turn. He missed you now that everything was over, and his jealousy was ever-present when he saw you with Steve. He had heard from the boys that he asked you to be his girlfriend, and it made him sick. 

Walking out the doors and into the parking lot, you were going to head toward Nancy’s car when you saw your boyfriend parked right in front. Robin smiled at the way your face lit up, she had known Steve was getting off early so he could spend the rest of the day with you. You let out an excited laugh, and your smile widened as you looked at Steve leaning against his car. “Steve!” you shouted in excitement. “Baby!” he yelled and opened his arms ready to meet you halfway. You took off across the lot and jumped into his waiting arms. He let out a huff at the impact and laughed at the way you held onto him. 

“You’re here,” you breathed out happily and pulled back to look at him. He smiled down at you, “I wanted to surprise you, I got the rest of the day off so we could spend it together,” he said and placed his hands on your cheeks. “Really?” you asked with a wide-eyed gaze. “Really,” he said and you pushed up on your toes to press your lips to his. Your arms went around his neck and he moved his to your waist. 

Robin looked behind her to see if Nancy was there yet but all she saw was Eddie staring at you and Steve. She shook her head and rolled her eyes. She could tell he was jealous, and she knew he didn’t really have a right to be. 

All of a sudden you were off of the ground and being spun around. Your eyes opened as you let out a yelp and you heard Steve chuckle at the surprise on your face. You laughed before Steve set you down on your feet. You held onto his arms to regain your balance, “I missed you, Steve,” you said as you felt your cheeks ache from smiling so much. “I missed you too Sweetheart,” he said and leaned down to press another kiss on your lips. “You look beautiful today,” he said and you blushed. “Really, I think yellow is your color,” he said and you chuckled.

“You think so?” you teased. “Oh, yeah, definitely,” he responded and took your hand. He twirled you and your dress flared out slightly. 

You looked radiant as you twirled around. Your smile was the brightest thing he had seen in months, and the look in your eyes was the way you used to look at him. He was beginning to realize just how much he had lost. He didn’t just lose your love, but he lost your friendship. He remembered what you said to him, he lost the one person who was ready to love him for the rest of her life. She found someone else to love, and who loved her just as much. The sight of you kissing him made him shut his eyes tightly and fight off tears he didn’t have the right to cry. He did this to himself. He made his bed and now he has to lay in it. He has to watch you love someone else with everything you had in you. Eddie could tell that there was a future there for you both, and he just had to accept that he wouldn’t be a part of yours anymore.

The thought of having slept with Chrissy in his bed made him sick. It made him think of how you must have felt, knowing that your sacred little space with him. Just for you and him and those intimate moments had been defiled by something that was never real. He had brought Chrissy into his bed where you had had countless amounts of the best moments of your years together and ruined it. He brought rot into the beautiful garden that you had grown with him, where your relationship had bloomed in more ways than one. He ripped up the flowers where your body used to lay and replaced them with gravel and barren ground. 

Knowing that you slept beside someone else and found comfort in the arms of another was hard. 

He heard loud laughter and saw that Steve had picked you up bridal style and carried you to his car. He set you down and you leaned against the passenger door while he stood in front of you. He could see your hands locked around his waist and heard Steve laughing. Knowing damn well that you were making some dumb joke that you made up. Eddie turned to walk away when he saw him lean down and press kisses on your face as you laughed. 

He didn’t want to see it anymore. 

Steve opened the door for you and you got in. He walked to the other side and slid into the car. “Isn’t Robin coming?” you asked seeing as he would usually take her home too when he came to get you. 

“Nancy’s taking her. I told you I wanted to spend time with you,” he said and you leaned over to kiss his cheek. 

“I got something for you,” he said with a big smile. “What? You didn’t have to get me anything,” you said. “I wanted to. Now we have another album to listen to,” Steve spoke and handed you the cassette. It was Rumors by Fleetwood Mac. “I love this album,” you said softly and looked over at him with bright eyes. “Now, I know this one pretty well ok. I can get down to Dreams,” he said and you laughed out loud. “You can get down to Dreams?” you teased his wording. “Yeah, actually I can. I’ll just have to show you,” he stated and you laughed again. “Well, I guess I could get down to Dreams too,” you said and smiled. “That’s my girl,” he kissed your hand. 

The drive to his house was mostly singing and occasional kissing at stoplights. Things had progressed well and your heart was fuller than ever. 

You got to his house and immediately he whisked you away into his bedroom. You took off your shoes and set them by the door, placing your bag by his desk. He smiled as he watched you make yourself comfortable in his room like it was your own. He had always wanted this, he knew it was selfish but he always wanted it to be him you went home with, and him you kissed goodnight. He wanted to hold you while you slept and see you in his clothes. He never thought it would happen but here you are. He barely noticed that you had grabbed a pen and a sticky note. 

The thought just popped into your head when you saw the pen and small piece of paper. You scribbled a small note for him. 

“Dearest Steve,

I just wanted to remind you that I love you. My heart is yours love.

All my love, always, (y/n)”

You placed a small heart alongside the message and smiled before setting it in an obvious spot so he’d see it. You turned around and noticed him looking at you, “Steve, you ok?” you asked and walked over to him. A smile formed on his face, and he reached out to you grabbing your waist to pull you close. “I’m perfect,” he said and you smiled before reaching up to move a strand of hair from his face. “Yeah, you are aren’t you?” you said genuinely and just took your time to admire him. “Nowhere near as perfect as you,” he said and leaned down to rest his forehead against yours. “We’re not starting this Harrington,” you laughed softly and you could practically feel his smile against your lips. “Alright, alright,” he said and pressed a firm kiss against your lips before pulling away. He looked down at you to see your eyes closed and a small smile placed on your lips. You looked contented and it warmed his heart that he could make you feel that way. 

Your eyes opened and he swore he saw them sparkle, “You know, I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of that,” you said with a big grin. “Oh really?” he asked and you nodded your head. “Ever?” he asked. “Ever,” you confirmed and he chuckled. “I know, I’ll never get tired of that,” he said and leaned into your touch as you placed your hands on his cheeks. You gently tugged him down and let your lips graze his pressing a feather-light kiss to his bottom lip. He squeezed your waist and pressed his lips fully against yours, parting your lips to let his tongue glide with yours. Your hands ran up and tangled in his hair.

You could barely describe the feeling of him this close to you. He was all-encompassing, a surrounding warmth after the very first snowfall of winter. You had never experienced a kiss like his. It was the sun that a flower needed to bloom, and you felt a field of wildflowers bloom in your chest at the touch of his lips to yours. 

He felt your chest flush against him and swore he felt your heartbeat against his. Kissing you was everything he imagined and more, the taste of that lemon lip balm you loved to use, and the smell of roses overwhelmed his senses in the best way. He never felt that way when he kissed Nancy, it was never that sweet. Every kiss felt brand new, every move your body made to get closer to him was intoxicating. You felt like satin when he touched you, you fit against him like a missing puzzle piece. It seemed that you were made for each other. 

You pulled away, and both of you breathed heavily. You let out a soft breathless laugh at the smile on his face. 

“I love you, Steve,” you said and his eyes lit up. “You love me?” he asked softly. “Yeah, I do. I love you,” you said and reached to grab his hands from where they sat on your waist. You tangled your fingers with his and held them tightly. “I love you too. I love you so much,” he said and kissed both of your hands. 

In a flurry, you were tossed off the ground onto his bed. You bounced up with a laugh and watched as he kicked off his shoes and climbed on next to you. He looked over at you before bringing you to his side, carefully tucking you close to him. You wrapped your arm around his waist and let your leg rest over his hip. “You know, I didn’t realize that I could love someone as much as I love you,” he said and pressed a kiss to the crown of your head. You looked up at him. “What about Nancy?” you asked with slightly furrowed brows. He reached up and smoothed the crease between them, “I did love her, she was my first love. But I want you to be my last,” he said and your eyes teared up. He frowned at the tears in your eyes. “What’s wrong? What did I say?” he asked nervously. “Nothing, it’s nothing. I just… this-this feels so real.” your voice broke a bit. “Is that a good thing?” he asked. With worry still present in his voice and eyes. “It’s a great thing, Steve, it’s a great thing,” you said and reached up to stroke his cheek. He smiled down at you, “It will always be real,” he said and kissed your forehead. 

“I’ll always make it feel real,” he said and let his hand on your thigh move upward tentatively. Your dress rode up at his movements and your breath hitched when he ran his fingers over the lacey edge of your panties. “Show me how real it is,” you breathed out softly. 

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When you woke a few hours later, it was because the phone was ringing. You took in a sharp breath as your eyes fluttered open. “Just let it ring babe,” you heard Steve’s sleepy voice in the almost dark room. The sun was almost set when your bleary eyes looked out the window. 

You listened to Steve and once again buried your face in his neck and his large hand splayed across your back to keep you close. 

You hummed against his skin when he placed a lazy kiss on your hairline. Just as you were about to fall asleep the phone rang again. “I’ll get it,” you sighed. “No, c’mon babe,” Steve tried to stop you. “What if it’s the kids?” you asked. “Ugh fine,” he said and dropped his head back to the pillow. You grabbed the phone. “Hello?” you answered. “Hey, (y/n), why didn’t you pick up the first time?” Dustin's voice came ringing through. You sighed once again, “We were sleeping Dustin, what do you need?” you asked. “I need you guys to pick me up from Hellfire,” he said deciding not to acknowledge your excuse and the line went silent for a few seconds. You contemplated it, “Why? Can’t Eddie take you home?” you asked. “No, he has some business to take care of on the other side of town,” Dustin said as if it was a big secret. You groaned. “Alright Dustin, when?” you asked. “Like now,” he said and your eyes widened. “Fucks sake, ok, ok we’ll be right there,” you said and sat up holding the covers to your chest. Steve looked at you in confusion. You hung up the phone and looked over at your boyfriend. “Dustin needs us to pick him up from Hellfire,” you told him while reaching up to run your hand through his tousled hair. He groaned in annoyance. “Are you kidding me?” he asked and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Nope, c’mon. We gotta go,” you said and tried to move from the bed. “He can wait for a few minutes longer,” Steve said and tried to pull you back to him. “We can’t just leave him waiting Steve,” you said and leaned over to kiss his head. He cracked one eye open. “You sure?” he asked. “I’m sure babe, c’mon,” you said and slowly moved to get out of bed. Your legs were still a bit wobbly as you stood. Steve smiled at you softly, “You alright there?” he asked, and you could hear the smile in his voice. You glared at him, “I’m just fine,” you said and stumbled a bit. He quickly sat up and reached to steady you. “Alright sweetheart, let’s sit you down for now,” he said and sat you down on the bed again. You huffed and he chuckled. “Your fault Harrington,” you pointed at him and he smiled at you over his shoulder as he rifled through his closet. Finally finding what he wanted he walked back over to you. He held your favorite yellow sweater of his and you smiled. “Arms up,” he said and you looked at him with a raised brow. “I can do it myself,” you said. “But I want to,” he said and you giggled softly. “Alright,” you said and raised your arms. He slid the sweater over your frame and smoothed down your ruffled hair when it was on. 

He found a pair of pajama shorts you left last time and slipped them up your legs and over your hips. He placed a kiss on the band and smiled up at you. You smiled right back, “Thanks Stevie,” you said. “Anything for my baby,” he said as he got himself together before grabbing his keys. You slipped on your shoes and he escorted you out of the door. You got into the car and the music was on low as you drove the dark streets. Your legs were crisscrossed and Steve’s hand rested on your thigh with your hand over his. The car ride was quiet besides calm conversation and soft new I love you’s every now and again. 

You got to the school and when you didn’t see Dustin you knew he was probably helping Eddie clean up. You sighed, “He’s probably helping Eddie clean up. We better go get him,” you said. “You can stay here if you want to,” he said and looked over at you. He could see that you were still a bit sleepy. “No, I’ll go with you,” you said and you both got out of the car. 

He intertwined your fingers as you held his arm with your other hand as well. Resting your head on his shoulder as you walked. “I swear this kid is gonna be the death of me,” Steve said and you chuckled softly. “You love him though,” you said and smiled up at him. “Don’t let him know that,” he said and you let out a louder laugh. “Ok, I won’t. I promise,” you said and kissed his shoulder. 

Dustin was with Eddie just as they finished cleaning they hear a loud laugh from outside. Eddie knew immediately who it belonged to. It was you, beautiful, beautiful you. He felt his breathing stop for a second as a knock sounded on the door. Dustin opened the door, and there you were. Sleepy-eyed and clad in Steve’s sweater. He looked at how you held him, “You ready kid?” Steve spoke up. “Yeah just let me grab my stuff,” he said. You slowly tugged Steve into the room and looked around. You missed this room so much, and it made you sad. Your eyes landed on Eddie and he could see a sad glimmer in your (e/c) irises. He knew you missed the game, and he missed you playing. He missed you kissing him when you and the boys won, he missed you sitting on his lap before the party would get there.

“Hey, Eddie. Good campaign?” you asked politely not wanting there to be an awkward silence. “Um, yeah, a good one definitely,” he responded with a curt nod. “That’s good,” you smiled softly. You didn’t want there to be any bad residual energy between the two of you for the boys' sake. Steve carefully watched the interaction, making sure you were ok. “How have you been?” he asked. Steve squeezed your hand and you squeezed his back reassuringly. “I’ve been really good actually,” you said and smiled up at Steve who smiled right back. “How about you?” you asked and looked back at Eddie. You could see what looked like pain and guilt swimming in his eyes. “I’ve been fine. Finally graduated you know,” he told you. “That’s great Eddie. I knew you could do it,” you said. It was true that you had a sense of pride for the boy after so many years of trying he finally did it. Steve leaned down and pressed a kiss on your head. You leaned your head against his shoulder. Eddie’s heart just kept breaking over again. That should be him, he should be where Steve is. He should be getting a congratulatory kiss from you and maybe even more than that. But that’s not how it is anymore. He’s not yours, and you’re sure as hell, not his. 

He wanted you all to himself but he lost that the moment he thought he fell in love with Chrissy. He came to realize it was more so infatuation than it ever was love. And he lost you for good because of it. 

He hated himself for it. He hated that he lost 11 years of everything you built because of a mistake he made. He wanted to scream that he still loved you, that he wanted you to be with him, not Steve. But he knew that he couldn’t mess up again, not when you were as happy as you were. You had a glow about you at that moment, and he knew exactly why.

 He could still hear your soft sounds and the way his name fell from your lips. He could feel the drag of your fingernails across his back, and your legs locked around him. Eddie remembered so clearly what it was like to love and be loved by you. He knew that lightly mussed hair and lazy saccharine smile. Oh and the glimmer in your eyes, that golden hazy glow that flushed your figure. That was the look you had after you’d just made love. Eddie noticed the barely there wobble in your legs he used to tease you about. And that effervescent timeless beauty you held long after the afterglow. 

He had never felt the way he felt with you, then he dropped your delicate heart on the floor. It just so happened that someone else put it back together and got to hold it. It was Steve who helped fix you. It was Steve that held your heart. It was Steve who made you glow like the sun. It wasn’t him anymore. If you were to ask now who he loved he would say it was you. But it’s far too late for that now. 

“I’m ready guys, bye Eddie,” Dustin said as he headed for the door. You turned to follow him but not before turning your head to send him a small smile and wave. “Bye Eddie,” you said. He waved but before he could say goodbye you were out the door. 

“I love you (y/n),” Steve said and kissed your temple. “I love you too, Steve,” you responded. 

Eddie swore his heart stopped when he heard you exchange those words with someone else. It wasn’t his name you said after the I love you. You loved someone else now and he’d just have to find a way to live with that. 

Now when you went home, your bed was warm when you got into it. Your vanity was decorated with new pictures and small notes for you left by Steve. You got to wake up to Steve’s messy hair and love-filled gaze. You got to fall asleep to a new I love you, one that was maybe warmer than when Eddie said it. You got to feel his lips leave sleepy lackadaisical kisses down your neck and shoulders when you wake up. 

He would look at you and it would make you feel like you were the stars in his eyes. He made you feel special, you didn’t feel like you had to worry about him slipping through your fingers. He trusted you to hold his heart and you trusted him to hold yours. 

You got to look at him as he laughed at your jokes, and as he smiled fondly at the kids he adored so much. You looked at him like he was your entire sky. You swore his touch made the snow melt and the flowers bloom in your soul that you never thought you’d feel again. Wrapping your arms around him and knowing he felt safe was one of your favorite things. He was open with you, vulnerable. And you would do anything to make him feel secure and like he can lean on you for support. You let him know that if he needed to fall apart and let everything go you would be there to help put him together again. 

The love you had was pure, and it was something your friends had never seen. Was it sappy and cringy? Yes, but they loved how happy you were. 

Everything finally felt right, you were happy again. It was a kind of unconditional happiness. The rare kind of happiness you only get once in a lifetime and you found that with Steve. Your soul only ached when you missed him for too long, you only cried when he made you laugh, and your heart only broke when his did too. You knew you would love him for the rest of your life and you truly felt he’d love you too. 

---

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thank you all so much for your patience and for reading this! I worked so hard and I really hope you loved it!

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EPISODE 2 ✸ GAME NIGHT

MISS DELIVERY GIRL — A XIAO SMAU

masterpost / prev ep / next ep / timestamps don't matter

"whoever's in last place has to do a dare that's decided by everyone else," heizou says, eyeing xiao's token on the board. currently, he's in last place as he's stuck on the 90th square while the others are almost done.

"you just want me to do something stupid," xiao replies, knowing what he was implying already. 

"i’m glad that you're aware! i wasn't really trying to hide it." 

xiao rolls his eyes at heizou, rolling the dice again. this time he got a two. how… lucky.

by the time xiao reaches the 100th square, everyone is already done. 

how lucky for him indeed.

he sighs in defeat, ready to accept whatever nonsense heizou was about to make him do. 

"pizza is going to be here in five," cyno calls out.

a snap was heard from heizou right after cyno said that, and his expression shows that he just figured something out. "i know what your dare is going to be, he says with a grin.

"i dare you to ask for the delivery girl's number."

suddenly, a doorbell rang.

what fortunate timing.

extra notes.

fun fact there was also supposed to be an ig story where it shows that theyre playing snakes and ladders but i couldnt find a pic so i decided to use my own board but the pics i took were ugly so i threw the idea away lol

i actually have no idea on how to play monopoly,, itto is js like me fr

i also forgot plan this properly bc i forgot that xiao was gonna ask for ur number... verbally 😊 kms

synopsis.

with his friends pitying him for a lack of experience when it comes to romance, xiao was (unfortunately) dared to ask for the pizza delivery girl's number.

the catch? the delivery girl is his best friend's ex.

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Forever and Always? Part 2

First Lady of Private Garden Fic

AN: Let’s do this 😘

Synopsis: You and Jack alert the world of your decision to separate from one another and your best friends are trying to do everything they possibly can to change both of your minds

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Read Part 1 first

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jackharlow: I've been going back and forth about what I was going to say about this for days. Me and my wife y/ninsta have decided to separate. We'll always love each other but we feel that this is the best decision for us. 💔

saweetie: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS HAPPENING

lilnasx: please say sike 🥺

druski2funny: no. I'm not having this. absolutely not. yall are forever.

urbanwyatt: FUCK! yall really were serious? 😫

jackandy/naremyparents: NO. I DON'T ACCEPT THIS. NO. NO. THIS IS A BAD DREAM.

giveon: y/ninsta soooo what you tryna do? I'm single, you're single....

saweetie: giveon FUCK OFF

anitta: oh, well look at that!

normani: YOU CAN FUCK OFF TOO

theestallion: Y/N!!! Jack!!!

theshaderoom: looks like the Harlows are no more! say it ain't so! 😫🥺

maggieharlow: GET ON FACETIME YOU TWO. NOW.

jackharlow: maggieharlow I just need some time. I'll call you later. promise.

You were currently laying on your bed with your head in Urban’s lap crying your eyes out and he was trying to console you.

“Come on, Y/N, I.... you two should talk this out. This isn’t the two of you I know. You would literally do anything for each other.” Urban confessed while rubbing your back in an attempt to calm you down.

“Urb, just let it go!”

“How?!? My best friends are DIVORCING. You’ve been together since you two were fifteen. FIFTEEN! Doesn’t that mean anything?!”

“It does, but you see the way he’s been acting towards me. Maybe he found someone else. He’s so secretive.”

“JACK WOULD NOT CHEAT ON YOU.”

“But, how can we be so sure?” You replied while wiping your eyes with a tissue that Urban handed you.

“Y/N, you two are literally talking out of your asses. You would go to literal WAR for him and he would do the same for you!”

“Just... I don’t know.”

You noticed that Blanche and Rose, two of your puppies had come into your room and YOU reached down to scoop the both of them up.

“At least I know they won’t leave me.”

“Y/N....”

“Urb... you truly are one of my best friends and I appreciate you for trying to help us. But, maybe it’s time to move on. I mean we’ve only ever been with each other and sometimes you just want something different.”

“NO! You two do NOT want something different. Can’t yall just fuck and make up?”

“It’s going to take a lot more than that.”

“Just show up to his condo in lingerie. Purple. Multiple rounds.”

“He’ll probably reject me.”

“DO YOU HEAR YOURSELF RIGHT NOW?!”

“I’m about to take them for a walk. Are you coming? I need to take my mind off things.”

“No, I’ll give you some alone time.”

“Okay.”

You quickly went into the bathroom to rinse off your face washing away the remnants of your tears before slipping on your slides and getting the girls ready for their walk. 

You were out of earshot when Urban decided to FaceTime your husband or soon to be ex-husband, Jack to plead with him to fix this.

“Hey Urb.”

“WILL YALL PLEASE FIX THIS? I’M ABOUT TO HAVE A PANIC ATTACK.”

“Urb!”

“I’m serious! All Y/N is doing is crying! You hate when your wife cries so come and fix this! I’m about to throw up! She cried so hard last night that she actually did throw up!”

“She won’t be my wife for long.”

“But she’s your best friend too! YALL JUST WANT TO KILL ME, DON’T YOU!? If yall not fucking and traumatizing me, yall are now causing me to be stressed the fuck out. Imma be bald by 28 if yall keep this shit up.”

“No, not at all. Not trying to kill you. We’ve just been growing apart.”

“Did you meet someone else?”

“No.”

“You said that a little too quickly.”

“I haven’t Urb. It’s just we met when we were kids and now we’re adults. Things just aren’t the same.”

“Well FIX IT! Your ass better turn into fix it Felix jr. from Wreck-it-Ralph.”

“You really aren’t letting this go, are you?”

“No! You know what? I’m signing the two of you up for therapy and getting yall weed so you can sort this shit out.”

“THERAPY?”

“FUCK YES AND BY THE TIME WE LEAVE THE TWO OF YOU WILL BE TOGETHER AGAIN.”

When you were out for your walk, your phone vibrated indicating a new text from Neelam.

Nee- You better start explaining and you better start right now. what the hell is going on?!?!

You- We’re just growing apart Nee. It’s just.... he’s not the same person I married. He’s been acting cold and standoffish towards me for awhile

Nee- Well talk this shit out! I’m not accepting this!

You- You sound like everyone else

Nee- Well yeah I guess so! Yall have been together forever and talk about your future all the time. all of a sudden that doesn’t mean anything?

You- It can’t mean anything if we’re not on the same page

Nee- I see imma have to knock some sense into both of you

You- I love you Nee, but it’s time for this to end

Nee- NO IT’S NOT. Why are the two of you being so hard headed? talk it out and fix it!

You- Now you sound like Urban

Nee- You two love each other. that doesn’t go away overnight

You- I do still love him, that’s probably not going to change

Nee- I’m telling both of your mothers

You- NEELAM!

Nee- Since the both of you want to do this the hard way, you’re leaving me no choice

You- Just let it go

Nee- Not a chance in hell

---

All of PG were now sitting in a circle with you and Jack making literal daggers at each other.

Urban wasn’t playing when he said the two of you would be going to a therapy session.

And all of PG.

“Okay, so Urban do you want to start since it was your idea to get everyone together?” the therapist Lisa asked while looking over at him.

“Sure. Okay so, I decided to do this for us to be able to talk some sense into our best friends for them to fix whatever happened in their marriage and not divorce. I still remember the first time I saw the way that Jack would stare at Y/N and vice versa. When he finally asked her to be his girlfriend, it was all she wrote. I just don’t want my best friends to be miserable.”

“I’m not miserable, I’m fine.” Jack confessed without taking his eyes off you.

“I call bullshit!” 2fo piped up and all eyes were on him.

“You were crying while looking through the pictures of the two of you last night.”

“Yeah, that sounds like him. He a simp for her.”

“And all Y/N has been doing for the past few weeks is crying. It’s like she’s given up.” Shloob said putting his two cents in.

“It’s like the two of you have accepted this and... I don’t get why. Yall would kill for the other one to make sure that they were happy.”

“Hmm maybe it was his weak ass pullout game that I didn’t want to deal with anymore.” You finally spoke for the first time while rolling your eyes.

“HEY! I’ve gotten better and that was ONE TIME.”

“AND THAT ONE TIME ALMOST GOT ME PREGNANT WHEN WE WERE SIXTEEN!”

“WHY YOU ALWAYS BRINGING UP OLD SHIT? WHAT ABOUT YOU ALWAYS BEING ON CP TIME?!? YOU’RE ABOUT TO BE LATE TO YOUR OWN DAMN FUNERAL!”

“Oh shit. He not lying though.”

“YOU TAKE THAT BACK JACKMAN!”

“NO!”

“Okay! Okay! Everyone relax for a second. No yelling. Everyone should have a chance to express how they feel.”

“Look, as much as yall get on my nerves with how much yall love to fuck each other’s brains out. I miss hearing about it.”

“QUIISO!”

“WHAT?! Come on we’re all thinking it.”

“Nah, I can do without that. Keep in mind I live with them and I’m tired of being traumatized almost every night. Fucking rabbits.” Urban said while looking over at Quiiso.

“So, Jack tell us how you feel about your wife.”

“Almost ex-wife.”

“NOT IF I HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT!” Urban practically screamed.

“She’s an amazing person and I’m not taking anything away from her on that front. But, we’ve just grown apart. There’s a problem if you don’t want to be in the same room as your wife.”

“I can take care of that and kill you right now and collect the insurance money.”

“Y/N!”

“I know she was mean but got damn that was a low blow.”

“Well, he said he doesn’t want to be in the same room as me! That’s okay. I’ll just light the rest of your shit on fire when I get home.”

“THIS IS NOT WAITING TO EXHALE!”

“WELL IT FEELS LIKE IT!”

“See, we can’t even have a simple conversation without your ass getting violent.”

“Jackman, watch yourself because I will literally beat the shit out of you. 6′3 my ass.”

“And she’ll do it too.” Shloob replied as he took a drink out of his water bottle.

“I’d like to see her try.”

“JACK! YOU HAVE SEEN YOUR WIFE IN ACTION. TAKE IT BACK.” Nemo yelled knowing what was about to happen.

“No.”

Just then everyone’s eyes were on you and Urban just knew you were about to lunge at him.

You were too small and too fast for him.

Even with the heels that you were wearing.

“THERE SHE GOES!”

“WORLD STARRR! GET HIM Y/N!!”

“CATCH HER!”

You had knocked Jack out of his chair and were now on top of Jack straddling him and it almost looked as if you were attempting to choke him when Urban and 2fo pulled you off.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!? NOW YOU’RE FIGHTING YOUR HUSBAND?!”

“This is not the BDSM shit I signed up for.”

“SOON TO BE EX-HUSBAND! And there is plenty more where that came from. I want half of EVERYTHING!”

“I KNEW YOU WERE A CRAZY ASS BITCH BUT GOT DAMN!”

“EVERYONE CALM DOWN!” Lisa was now beyond terrified of the scene unfolding in front of her.

“JACK, DO NOT CALL HER OUT OF HER NAME!”

“WELL THAT’S HOW SHE’S ACTING!”

“No, yall. It’s fine. I know where you live now and that is not an empty threat. Do what you want with that information. I’m out.”

You said while grabbing your purse, but not before looking at Jack and bucking like you were about to come after him and he flinched.

“Mm hmm, scared ass.”

“I told your ass to take that shit back.” Nemo said while looking at Jack who was trying to recover.

---

"Jack you know you don't have to sign them."

Urban said as Jack was now looking down at the divorce papers that you decided to issue him at the studio in front of everyone.

Talk about a low blow.

Jack pulled out his glasses so he could see the documents better. 

"But I'm the one who asked for this."

"Now I know it's bad if he done whipped out the damn bifocals to see that shit."

"And you can be the one to fix it!"

"This shit is insane. Both of yall need to get a fucking grip and get this shit in order. Yall belong together."

"I used to think that, but not anymore."

"Used to!?!? Used to!?!"

"Let it go 2fo."

"I'm not letting this shit go any time soon. Like you just woke up and was like I don't love her anymore?"

"I do still love her."

"Then why did you ask for the divorce?"

"I just want different things I guess."

"I'm not believing this shit for a second."

"Well believe it."

"You better not sign that shit." Shloob basically yelled.

No one wanted to see the two of you at odds.

"We both want this so…. And she wants half of everything."

"Well without her, you definitely wouldn't be as far along in your career as you are. She's right to want half."

"Shloob, you scared as shit of Y/N, so of course you about to say that shit."

"She's little and angry and can fight! I don't want to be on the receiving end! You saw how she almost choked her husband to death."

"Yeah you were starting to turn blue, Jack."

"Them little hands and her nails? Count me out. She is vicious."

"She'll scratch the shit outta you."

"Jack is used to her scratching the shit out of his back, not her trying to kill him." 

"And yall don't have kids which makes it easier."

"It's just better this way."

"For who!? Yall can't even be in the same room as each other without shooting daggers at one another. Uhh you realize she is your wife and the FIRST LADY of Private Garden."

"We’ll work around it. Maybe she can finally get with Giveon."

"Now I know he done lost his muthafuckin mind."

"WHAT!?"

"Ain't no way in hell we would even let him near her. Dude is a fucking creep."

"She don't want him, she wants you!"

"No, she wants a divorce."

---

It has now been a total of three months since the two of you began having problems and one entire month of being separated and not living together.

PG was not having it. 

AT ALL.

"This is insane like they're our friends. We shouldn't be picking sides.” 2fo complained. 

They just didn’t know what to do anymore. 

"We shouldn't and we need to let them work this out on their own."

"But that isn't working. You saw how Y/N basically attacked him at that therapy session."

"I never thought I'd see the day. She'll fight everyone else over him, but to actually fight your husband? She is seriously on some other shit." Shloob confessed knowing that Jack had literally asked for it that day.

"That's why I have a plan to get them back together."

"Like that therapy session? That was your bright idea too and you see how that went. Y/N will fight in front of anyone, she doesn't give a flying fuck." 2fo said while turning towards Urban. 

"This will work, trust me."

Urban rented out an entire banquet hall and invited all of your friends to hopefully be able to talk some sense into the both of you.

He was just praying that you didn’t end up fighting Jack like at the therapy session.

Only thing he had to do now was get the both of you there without the other one knowing that the other would be there.

Somehow someway when 6 PM rolled around both of you were in attendance and trying to avoid talking to each other. Urban was in charge of bringing you and 2fo was in charge of bringing Jack. 

“Okay first off, Jack and Y/N, we all love you and support yall, but this has gone on far too long. Yall needed to make up like yesterday.”

All you and Jack did was look at each other since they made the two of you stand next to each other as everyone pleaded their cases on why the two of you should get back together.

This went on for another thirty minutes, when it was finally your best friend Saweetie’s turn.

“Look yall got me in tears up in here. Like yall are soulmates and I’m not accepting this. The way yall love each other and have always gone hard for each other is suddenly over? It doesn’t make sense. Yall have been stressing us out and I’m tired of hearing Y/N crying on the phone to me just about every night.” Saweetie confessed while looking at the both of you.

You simply sighed as Jack rubbed the back of his neck.

“Hmm, Jackman what do you think?” You asked looking up at him.

“Well, they do have a point, I guess.”

“Sooo, you’ll get back together?!?” Urban yelled as there was a bright smile on his face along with the rest of PG.

The two of you looked at each other and proceeded to bust out laughing.

“Uhh. what’s so funny?”

“We have a confession to make. We never were separated really..... yall honestly thought I was divorcing my wife?!? Like my fine ass wife?!? IN WHAT UNIVERSE?! Yall are fucking crazy.”

“WE GOT YALL ASSES!”

Everyone’s mouth was hanging wide open.

“WHAT?!?!”

“I’m going to kill the both of you!! WHY WOULD YOU STRESS ME OUT LIKE THAT?!?”

“Sorry, Urban but... let this be a lesson to you and PG. Stop pranking us while we’re on tour. We had to get yall back somehow.”

“But... what.... WHY?!? THIS SHIT WAS SO ELABORATE FOR NO REASON”

“I told your stupid ass we shouldn’t have done it! I should have known their asses were going to get us back, but not like this!” Shloob yelled at 2fo.

“And to think I wasted tears on yall asses!” Lil Nas X confessed while looking over at yall in disbelief.

“I’m.... speechless.” Druski was looking around absolutely dumbfounded.

“YALL KEPT THIS SHIT UP FOR 3 MONTHS. 3 MONTHS?!?!”

“My baby’s acting skills are top tier aren’t they?” You said as you hugged him and he leaned down to kiss you.

“I missed your kisses.”

“And I missed something else.” Jack responded while wiggling his eyebrows and laughing.

“Like Jack was mean as hell towards you and we were all like what the fuck is his problem?!”

“AND YOU WERE CRYING REAL TEARS! JACK MOVED OUT!”

“We had to make sure yall believed us! And yall did! Come on now, we’re never breaking up!”

“And Y/N actually fought Jack at therapy!”

“She did?!?!”

“I just knew she was going to kill him and he called her a bitch. Talking about I’d like to see her try and fight me, Jack was asking for it that day!”

“And then when she served him the divorce papers he took out his glasses to read that shit!”

“Those lenses are thick as shit!”

“And we planned out the whole thing. I was going back and forth about calling her that though and she was like nope, we have to make it seem like it’s real.”

“Yall are fucking made for each other. Pulling this stupid ass shit.” Normani said as she rolled her eyes.

“Thank God this is over. We’ve been holding off on sex for too long. Come on pretty girl, I’ve got a lot of build up.” Jack said as he scooped you up bridal style and kissing you.

“He’s gonna give me that sweet, sweet, sweet semen!”

“I cannot fucking stand the two of yall.” Urban said still shaking his head in disbelief. 

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jackharlow: y/ninsta and I cannot thank you enough for all the support you've shown us these past few months when we decided to separate. We just wanted to say thank you and to let yall know.... WE GOT YALL! Did yall HONESTLY think I was getting a divorce from my baby? Yall had us fucked up. 😂😂

y/ninsta: WE GOT EM GOOD!

saweetie: I AM ABOUT TO KILL YOU TWO 😡

urbanwyatt: saweetie nah ME FIRST

lilnasx: ADD ME TO THE LIST TO KILL THEM

druski2funny: yall foul as shit for this

normani: we should’ve known. yall love each other entirely too much.

2forwoyne: but yall acting skills were TOP TIER. yall kept this shit up for 3 months?!?!

y/ninsta: 2forwoyne we did however, we still saw each other. I snuck out when Urban was asleep lol

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta your ass was crying actual crocodile tears all for this TO BE A LIE

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt saweetie yall truly are my best friends because you two were ready to go to war for me against jackharlow

saweetie: jackharlow your wife kept me from coming to the condo and kicking your ass. let this be a lesson to you. I’m watching you. 

jackharlow: saweetie you just as violent as she is 🙄

saweetie: jackharlow and that’s why she’s my best friend, DUH!

giveon: y/ninsta well if your man ever acts out again you know where to find me

jackharlow: giveon take your goofy ass on somewhere. now you out here looking stupid. 

urbanwyatt: his name is forever now goofy giveon 🤭🤭

jackharlow: urbanwyatt lmaooo he need to worry about how his mic is not working and not worry about my wife who don’t even want his ass 😂😂

saweetie: jackharlow lmaoooo AYO!!!

dualipa: y/ninsta you promised me after the divorce we would get married!

jackharlow: dualipa imma be dead and gone before that happens but then again, even from the grave I’ll make sure your ass doesn’t touch my baby

y/ninsta: dualipa don’t pay him no mind, he’s just acting like a big baby today

jackharlow: y/ninsta I am your big baby and no one else’s. dualipa STAY FAR AWAY.

dualipa: jackharlow imma take you down. just wait and see

jackharlow: dualipa wait and see what?!?! COME AND GET THIS SMOKE NEOW!

dualipa: jackharlow DROP THE ADDRESS

y/ninsta: CHILDRENNNNNN STOP IT!

jackharlow: y/ninsta SHE STARTED IT

dualipa: jackharlow AND I PLAN ON FINISHING IT WITH YOUR WIFE CUMMING IN MY MOUTH

jackharlow: dualipa TIMEOUT! FLAG ON THE PLAY! 

y/ninsta: I just wanted for us to go out and get some food and they up here arguing as per usual. I’m just sitting up here hungry.

dualipa: y/ninsta sit on my face and I’ll stop harassing your husband

jackharlow: dualipa only face she’s sitting on is MINE

dualipa: jackharlow FOR NOW

jackharlow: dualipa that’s it. RESTRAINING ORDER.

maggieharlow: when I get my hands on the two of you 😡🤬

y/ninsta: uh oh claybornharlow come get your mama! she tryna kill us!

claybornharlow: y/ninsta as she should. 

y/ninsta: claybornharlow now as much shit that you have spilled about us, the LEAST you could do is hold her off for a few hours because knowing her, she about to catch a flight and beat our asses 😣

maggieharlow: y/ninsta you know me well.

claybornharlow: y/ninsta oh like the time you and jackharlow forgot to pick me up from soccer practice and I had to walk home because he was too busy rearranging your guts?

jackharlow: CLAYYYYYYYYYYYYY

y/ninsta: claybornharlow I just..... you not my favorite anymore. I keep trying to look past all your faults and....

claybornharlow: y/ninsta I’m bringing gifts next week

y/ninsta: claybornharlow YOU ARE FORGIVEN BABY BRO

jackharlow: y/ninsta NO THE FUCK HE’S NOT

maggieharlow: I’m about to catch this flight y/ninsta jackharlow see you in a few

y/ninsta: jackharlow BABY!

jackharlow: y/ninsta yes mamas?

y/ninsta: jackharlow how fast can we pack up the house and move? 🙃

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[hvnnibvni]

Together Again | JJK *Spoiler*

Pairings: Jungkook/Reader

Genre: Mature themes. Romance. Angst. Arranged marriage AU. Childhood best friends to lovers AU.

Warnings: cheating, reader is a rope bunny (ALLEGEDLY), hard!dom JK, switch!reader, reader likes to be slutted out, drunken sex, unplanned pregnancy(this is in the end dw😅), cunnilingus, oral (both receiving), fighting (talk shit get hit) daddy!kink, praise!kink, dirty talk, spanking, hair pulling. Just all around nasty y’all.

Summary: After reader finds her long-term boyfriend in bed with their mutual friend. She moves back into her family home, but under one condition. She has to marry her childhood friend that has been arranged since their childhood. For a wedding gift they go to a mountainous getaway with a group of friends, reader is told that ex and mutual friend get invited, so reader and jk decide to pretend not to know each other to avoid any confusion or miscommunication.

Authors note: This, if not obvious, is my first time writing. Like call me the virgin marry of writing cuz idk what I’m doing. But we gone figure it out though. Anyways some things might change throughout the story just bear with me. This is actually a piece of the end not the whole thing. More of a drabble if you will darling, cuz idk if it’s good or not and Ian trynna EMBARRASS myself. But in all honesty I want honest reviews just don’t hurt my feelings I will cry 😐 I would like respectful constructive criticism, not no “yOu WrItInG DumB HAr hAr🤓” type bs y’all can take that childish shit somewhere else, and other writers feel the same way when people do stuff like that kind of stuff isn’t cute or funny when you’re the only one laughing babes. Sorry I just went on a whole tangent. Anyways enjoy my piece of a piece 😂 (Edit: ex doesn’t have a name neither does the ex bff)

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Everyone is having their own separate conversations when ex bff brings up the fact that y/n doesn’t look like she’s feeling well. Y/n bushes it off but ex bff pushes a little harder and say “I’m just trying to make sure you and your baby are okay” the table goes dead silent, everyone too stunned to speak. Jungkook watching quietly.

“ what is she talking about?” Asks ex bf. Y/n calm as ever replies “ I’m pregnant.” Looking right at (name). “Well I don’t know what to say,” ex bf goes on to say while acting flattered. “I mean you know I’ve always wanted to be a dad-“

“it’s mine.”

Everyone turned shocked to look at Jungkook who’d been sitting quietly the whole time. “How long?” He proceeds to ask, ignoring everyone around them. “Around 8 weeks” y/n responds. “When did you find out?“ His questioning continues “Yesterday morning.” Y/n answered, not missing a beat “why didn’t you tell me?” He interrogates further. “It was going to be a surprise, but it seems plans have changed.” She answers calmly, although she is agitated that her plans were ruined all for a petty jab that gave the latter 5 seconds of satisfaction.

“Wait… what’s going on?” Ex question confusingly. “you know him?” He asks y/n. “Y’a she does, rather well actually. We grew up together” Jungkook answers. “Y/n and I are married.” “WHAT!!” Ex exclaims “Since when?!” Ex continues “because we broke up about 2 months ago. The time checks out. So that would mean you cheated on me.” He reach’s.

“Well not exactly.” Jungkook goes on to explain. “Y/n and I were arranged by our parents when we were little. But then she chose to be with you and was disowned by her family. So when you guys broke up, she went back to her family under the condition that she marries me. How it was always supposed to be.” He finishes looking at ex.

“So wait.” Everyone turns to look at ex bff. “Y/n isn’t some poor gold digger “ex” found off the street? I don’t believe that.” She says spitefully. “I’ve know y/n for years and not once has she ever showed she is the heiress like you all say. I mean how come i’ve never seen or heard about her? Huh? Riddle me that?”

“Do you not know what disowned means you mamahuevo? Eh? Does anything flicker between the last two brain cells you have AI COÑAZO CULO! EL BURRO SABE MAS QUE TU!!” Gabriella screams at ex bff fed up with her bs this weekend, bout ready to jump her if she wasn’t worried for y/n’s stress levels.

“This is some Penelope Douglas ass shit bitch.” Meimi whispers to Jimin next to her waiting to see what happens next.

#bts jk #bts imagines #jjk x reader #jk x y/n #jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #poc characters #bts x y/n #bts ff #kim najoon #cha eunwoo #yoongi #minors dni #new writers on tumblr #bts ffs #jjk ff #jungkook fanfic #jungkook imagine #loverboy #bts jeon jeongguk #bts jimim #bts taehyung

[adhdduckie]

-stars - pt 2 -Ao'nung x sully!fem!reader

"she looks at you like you strung the stars, and everytime she looks at them now, she can only think of you. she loves you."

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my masterlist

1.1k words!!

pt 1- pt 3 pt 4

playlist made for this ; ❥irrefutable love❥

lowdown-

When Y/N, and the sullys first reach the reef, a boy catches her eye, and she does her best to catch his attention. She doesn't believe he likes her back, and she thinks it's ridiculous that she's so whipped for this boy. He seems to have no interest in her, and they remain what she believes, friends.

this parts lowdown-

you and tsireya have a talk, and you come to a conclusion that you will try to court ao'nung. He also wishes to show you somewhere.

will have a happy ending btw.

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small poem my friend and i wrote to match the story ;

My heart aches with every glance, As I watch you in your trance. Though you seem to look right through, My love for you is pure and true.

For even though you do not know, I'll still love you, even so. And in my heart, you'll always be, The one who means the world to me.

finally, onto the story.

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Ao'nung was mainly focused on helping you prepare, and you noticed however, he did not treat the rest of your family with as much respect as he treated you. But, however many times you asked him to be kind to them, he'd only throw you a sly smile and get back to whatever you would be working on, signalling it would be the end of the conversation for now.

and you knew he wasn't good for you, but oh, that smile and those dimples, they made your heart go thump thump inside of you. Even if he viewed you as untrue Navi, he definitely treated you different to your family 'cause he seemed to tolerate you more.

One day during a lesson with Ao'nung and tsireya, you had been meant to be learning to ride an ilu, but because of your connection with Eywa, a Skimwing had approached you instead. And since you had a bond with the skimwing, you had automatically passed one of the tests to be introduced into the clan as an adult. You had one more before actually becoming an adult.

There weren't many other people your age that had already tamed a skimwing, it was just you and Tsireya. It was not a surprise as she was the daughter of the Olo'eyktan, but so were you. at least the ex Olo'eyktan. But not the point. The point was you were allowed to choose your mate when you entered adulthood, but you decided to wait before fully deciding, since it was a little early, but you knew who you wanted as your mate.

After that specific lesson, you were sitting on a log on the beach, watching Lo'ak and Tsireya not so subtly flirt with their little glances. You and Neteyam were giggling and pointing out how Lo'aks ears turned a darker blue when he blushed and how Tsireya's dimples darkened when she was fighting the urge to smile even wider, like a love sick fool.

Neteyam, who looked so tired, got up after awhile not before you asked him if everything was okay, but because he's always been hiding things, he just gave you a small smile and walked away.

Tsireya came up to you, watching your eldest brother walk away. "Y/N, when the tulkan come back, and you successfully bond with one, you will be given your first tattoo and your three song cords." "cool" you reply with, turning your eyes to where Ao'nung is sitting with his feet in the water, watching the fish swim by.

Tsireya follows your line of sight to where her brother sits. "you will also be able to choose and court your mate." she finishes, nudging you with her arm.

"i think its slightly too earlier for me to court anyone." you answer, turning away, walking through where the water hits the beach. Tsireya hums, following you, her tail flicking between you and her.

"that does not stop you from attempting to court a male, you do not have to make tsaheylu yet. You can wait, but there are many boys here who would like to make a bond with you." She finishes, giving you a sly grin, but due to her innocent face, it just looked like a sweet smile.

"that means that you can begin gifting gifts to those who catch your attention, such as *cough* my brother." she coughs out, wheezing and laughing at how your ear colour darkens and how you froze in your tracks.

"you noticed? oh eywa, oh eywa, does that mean he knows?" you panic, turning back around to see if Ao'nung had miraculously heard your conversation from half of the beach away. Obviously, he had not, so you and Tsireya kept walking. Your ears had flattened against your head and your tail swished back and forth faster, before you finally asked.

"do you think I should make him something?"

"I mean, I'm not going to force you, but you should if you would like to. I'm thinking of making something for Lo-" she stops, and she flushes. "forget about that," she hurriedly says not before you interupt.

"aww, someones got a little crush on my baby brother! you guys would be so cute together, what are you gonna make for him?" you gush, laughing at the idea of Tsireya and Lo'ak being together, and you already begin to plan their wedding in your head.

"no no no," Tsireya interjects " I cannot court him, he has not passed his rite of passage, so I would not be able to bond with him."

"oh sweet child, I said nothing of bonding," with that she flushed even further, and you cackled, but you moved on "plus, neither have you but you can allow him to acknowledge your feelings for him. so if you make something so will I. I'm thinking of a necklace." You finish before turning back around to Tsireya, who had stopped in her tracks.

"hm, i suppose you are right."

"of course I am," you grin. "do you wanna help me choose some beads?"

the next few days rush by extremely quickly. With all your time taken up searching for the prettiest beads that remind you of Ao'nung, and in between classes, you haven't had much time to stop and relax.

On a day you finally have some peace and quiet, you pull all the small shells and small pieces of smoothed glass that reminded you of his eyes, you pulled them out from a small pouch and began threading away.

At that time, Ao'nung rocked up, with his sly grin and his cheeky dimples.

"what's that?"

"it's nothing" you tell him, immediately hiding it away. he gives you a strange look and your skin turns an even darker shade of blue.

"whatever. " he says. "come with me?" he asks. Turning back to face you.

"where are we going?" you question, and he does not reply. He pulls you up from your feet and you walk together towards your skimwing.

"follow me," he whispers, giving you a shifty grin before walking towards the water and whistling, calling his Ilu before diving into the water.

You follow, and you can't help but wonder at what he wishes to show you.

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omg guys finally part 2 is finished!!!! i hope you guys enjoyed.

a reminder that my requests are open, but it may take me a little while to write, as I'm kind of a perfectionist.

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[whoreforharleezy03]

hey can you write a fic where jack and the reader meet after 2 years of their breakup and then they have sex and jack apologizes for leaving her (the reader is a famous singer and jack left her for dua lipa, jack and the reader were in a super private relationship) please can you make it angst too.(also the reader never dated anyone after jack left her she stopped believing in love)please can you do it angst and smut ?

Okay, I am LIVING for exes to lovers stories or enemies to lovers I love that shit. Thank you for the request🫶🏻

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“Girl, don’t be a party pooper and come with me!”

Your best friend Isys had been nagging you to come clubbing with her for years now, you had always said no because you knew what would happen, you would get drunk, maybe dance with a stranger for some minutes, go to his or your place and hookup. You weren really a quick fuck type of girl. When it came to sex, it had to have feelings and actually mean something, not just with someone you met on the street.

Two years ago, you broke up with your boyfriend of nine years. You were completely heartbroken, but he was the one who cheated on you. He was the one who rather wanted to be with a world wide famous singer than to be with his highschool sweetheart, the love of his life.

“I’m sorry, Isys. I can’t.”

“Y/n, come on, you need to have some fun.”

“I have fun.” You defended yourself, feeling quite offended by her comment.

“Oh, really? When was the last time you had sex, Y/n?”

Fuck.

“Two years.”

Isys gasped.

“TWO YEARS?? YOU HAVEN’T HAD SEX SINCE WITH JACK?!”

You weren’t planning on not having intercorse for two years, it just happened to be that way. There were some times after a few dates that you thought you were going to, but you didn’t feel the same connection as you felt with Jack.

“Honey, you need to catch a dick!”

You laughed at that comment, you know what, maybe you did. And who knows, you might meet someone special.

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As you walked into some bar Isys picked out, you looked around the room full of people. You didn’t expect it to be so crowded.

“I’m going to get us some free drinks.”

“Are the drinks free here?” You asked.

“No, but, I'm going to try my best to flirt with the bartender here and get some.” Isys said as she left you.

Even though you were in a room full of people, you felt so alone. You decided to sit down at some tables you saw in the corner of the place. As you tried to calm yourself down, you saw a familiar face at the bar stools, but who was that- oh god.

He saw you too, Jack, your ex-boyfriend.

“Y/n!”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Get up and leave, quickly, get the fuck up and leave.

You stood up and practically ran to the exit, but Jack followed you.

You stood outside waiting for a taxi or something, not noticing Jack behind you.

“Y/n.”

You turned around, shaking your head. You weren’t ready to talk to him, to be honest, you were never going to be ready to talk to him. You guys hadn’t talked since the breakup, but now you had to face one of your greatest fears i guess.

“What do you want, Jack?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You're sorry?”

“Yes, I’m sorry I cheated on you, I’m sorry about not talking to you for two years, I mean I could have reached out to you, but I didn't.”

That was true, he could’ve at least talked to you or say he was sorry TWO years ago, but better late than never i guess.

His soft blue eyes were starting to turn a bit red, was he crying?

Wow, he really was sorry.

“You don’t have to, but if you want you can have some coffee at my place, but if you still haven’t forgiven me, i understand.

Now you were in a tough situation, should you? Or should you not?

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Your mouths were practically attacking each other. You had been making out for about ten minutes now. You pulled away to breath and looked at his face, noticing he had lipstick smeared all over his lips, you giggled. Jack then continued kissing your lips, the moment was heated, the feeling of his lips to yours felt euphoric. Jack started to unclip your bra, struggling with it for a second but then getting the hang of it. He had never been so attractive to you, this was your soulmate.

You had decided to go with Jack. The first minutes were awkward, not really knowing what to say or do, then he offered you some wine, and boy, oh boy did the mood switch up quick.

Now both of your clothes were on the floor. Your tongues fighting for dominance.

Jack stopped kissing your lips and started to go full on, on your neck.

“Do you have a condom?” You moaned out.

Jack stopped at what he was doing and got up, being fully naked, his erect penis showing very well. He walked over to his drawer and picked up a condom. He walked over to his bed and sat beside you, putting the condom on.

“Now where was i.” Jack continued to kiss your neck. You played with his curls while moaning quietly out of pleasure.

“Wait.”

Jack stopped and looked at you, still not finished with his business.

“What about Dua?”

Jack looked at you confused.

“What about her?”

“Okay, Jack, I love you. But, if you're still with Dua, then I'm not doing this. I was heartbroken by that and I don't want her to go through the same thing.

“Yeah, well, that relationship lasted for a week or something.”

“Oh.”

“The problem was, she wasn’t you.” Jack said as he kissed you.

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Jack had been pounding into you for about thirty minutes. This was your fifth round so far, remembering his stamina, it could be five more. The feeling of him inside you again was so good. It was like opening a big gift on Christmas. Or passing an exam you had been working on so hard for.

You grabbed the sheets as you screamed his name. Even though his dick was just six centimeters long, it felt way bigger inside you.

“Fuck, Y/n.” Jack smacked your ass as he came for the fifth time.

It was quiet, the only thing you could hear was you and Jack's loud breaths.

He plopped himself beside you. The silence was awkward, and you were not the best in awkward situations. You looked at the clock, 3:35 AM.

“It’s late. I should get going.” You stood up from the bed and picked up all your clothes from the floor, starting to dress yourself.

“Y/n.” He sighed

You looked at Jack, trying to hurry into your clothes so you could just leave.

“I know what I did was terrible, but I didn't mean this to be a one night stand.”

Oh, he wanted more. Now you were going to be the heartbreaker.

“Jack…, I’m sorry. I just, I just don’t think I can trust you again after what you did, again, i’m sorry.”

You walked out of his bedroom. Jack felt disappointed when he heard his front door close.

“Fuck!” Jack said to himself as he buried his face into his pillow.

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As you opened the door to yours and Isys apartment, you felt guilty. But you were right, how could you trust him after what he did to you.

“Where have you been.” You heard Isys yell from the kitchen.

Oh, fuck no. You forgot her.

“Fuck, Isys, I’m sorry.”

“You do realize you left me right?” She cut you off.

“I know Isys, i-.”

“You didn’t answer any of my text or calls, i was so worried about you.”

“I know, I'm sorry. I just went home with a guy.”

“Really? With who?” It was like Isys’ madness went away, she got so excited.

“Just, a stranger.”

#jack harlow #jack harlow angst #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow smut

[deaddie-munson]

Video Killed The Radio Star

Joseph Quinn x Reader

18+ (Minors DNI or I’ll hex you and that’s a promise)

Angst, slow burn, strangers to lovers, femme AFAB reader, eventual smut, mentions of drug use (Weed, Nicotine, alcohol.), Mentions of past abuse, reader is a radio host, reader is from Canada, use of Y/N, more to be added as things progress.

AN- Hi! This is the first fan fiction I’ve written since middle school. you can let me know if you want to be on a tag list. I work full-time and have adult responsibilities so I will try to write chapters when I can, but there will likely be some inconsistent posting. Just trying fic writing again to get my creative juices flowing. 

Chapter 1 “You’re Hired”

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“Come on Y/N, you need to get back out there eventually.” Alex said, snatching your phone out of your hand and holding it away from you.

“No, Alex, I do not need to get back out there,” you said making air quotes. You tried to grab the phone back, but you couldn’t reach it as she held it over the aisle of the bus.  

“I’m downloading tinder and making you an account.” Alex said turning the phone towards you to use your face ID. “You need to find at least a fling while you’re on this trip. All the guys would melt at your voice in an instant, I know it.”  

You sighed and held your head in your hands. You weren’t ready to move on yet, thoughts of your ex still swirling around in your brain. He dumped you 7 months ago, but that was the kicker. He. Dumped. You. You were still very much in love when it happened. No, he wasn’t anywhere near perfect. He was a little controlling at times, but you loved him. He had you hook, line, and sinker. Then, out of seemingly nowhere, he kicked you out of your shared apartment, and you were forced to sleep on Alex’s couch. It was older than you with springs poking your back the moment you shifted your weight even the slightest.  

“I think I should, I don’t know, get settled, and maybe get my own apartment before I jump into that, Alex. Seriously, I don’t want a relationship right now, and I don’t do hookups.” You gave her a cold stare as she was going through your camera roll, trying to find the best photos to put on your profile.  

“Y/N, holy shit you look smoking hot in this.” Alex stared at the photo in question. It was a photo from Halloween, Your Playboy bunny costume leaving little to the imagination. It was 3 weeks after your breakup, and after not being allowed to show your body off for 3 years you decided to say fuck it. You thought taking a guy home would help soothe the pain you felt in the pit of your stomach, but after 3 minutes of grunting while you lay underneath, stiff as a board, it was safe to say hookups were not your cup of tea after that.  

“I don’t want people to get the wrong idea about me. I’m not looking to hook up with people, Alex. That night made me realize that.” You sighed as you stared out the window, the streets of London bustling as you rode from the hotel to your job interview.  

“Well this could be a fresh start for you, Y/N. No one here has a clue who you are. Maybe all these British men are sex gods or something. Everyone knows everyone in our town, this place is worlds different. A lot easier to avoid the ones that finish in 2 minutes.” Alex laughed at herself, thinking she was a comedian as you keep a close eye on the bus stops.  

“We’re here, Alex. Now give me my damn phone.” You said, snatching it out of her hands. She turned to you with puppy dog eyes. You rolled your eyes and stuck your tongue out at her as you pushed her to get up and off the bus.  

“I still can’t believe you got a job interview in London, and they were so insistent on meeting you in person that they let you take me.” Alex raved as you walked the last few blocks to your destination.  

“I know, it was a little strange. I thought they would just do everything online since I certainly didn’t have the money to fly here myself,” you slow your pace, taking in the city surrounding you. You sigh and look at your best friend. “I just needed any excuse to get out of that town. It was too much pain for me to stay. I’m just glad the station let me take the remote gear so I can still do my show. ‘Y/N live from The Big Smoke.’”

“If you get this gig that means you are moving to another continent, and I’m never going to see you again.” Alex pouts.

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic. You’ll be taking plenty of vacations here to see me. Not like you need to pay for a hotel, you can sleep on whatever shitty couch I grab off the side of the road,” you laugh.  

“Okay, rude,” Alex retorts. “I just mean I'll miss you, Y/N. I won’t know who to do tequila shots at the bar with anymore.”

“I’m sure lots of guys will want to do shots with you. Maybe other stuff too...” You chuckle to yourself as you see the building come into view. “I think this is it. Looks pretty swanky.”  

You press the buzzer and an older lady answers. “104.5 The Surge, how can I help you?”

“Um, Yeah, Hi. My name is Y/N Y/L/N, I’m here for my interview with George Thomas for the Program Director Position.” You feel your heart pick up speed and your hands are suddenly clammy.

“Don’t be nervous, Y/N. They will love you, I promise.” Alex whispers. She could see your body tense, clenching your jaw and grinding your teeth together as the lady on the intercom responds.

“Oh yes dear, we were expecting you. I’ll buzz you in.” The door unlocks and you hold the door open for Alex to step through. Giving her a wide-eyed expression so she knew how much you were panicking.  

“Just breathe. You’ll be fine,” Alex said as you step into the lobby. The walls were a rusty orange, autographed records and photos covering the walls. A locked trophy case filled with awards catching your attention as you stepped towards it.

“Is that a grammy? Wow, I wonder how they got their hands on that?” You looked in awe at all the awards and slowly walked to the desk where the lady from the intercom sat, Typing away while humming the song faintly playing in the background.

“Y/N, it’s nice to finally put a face to the name! George has not stopped talking about you since your first interview.” She beamed up at you.

“Really? Oh, well, I guess I’m glad I left a good impression.” You played with a hangnail on the side of your thumb, focusing on anything but the fact you were about have a job interview for the opportunity of a lifetime.  

“George will just be a few minutes, because one of his meetings is running a little late. If you want to take a seat over there by the fireplace He will be out soon and come to get you. If you need anything in the meantime, my name is Cynthia.” She gestured to the opposite side of the lobby where there were a group of green leather couches, looking pristine and comfortable.

“This sure beats your couch, huh Alex.” You plop down on the couch with a thud, feeling the plush memory foam of the cushion allowing you to sink into it.  

“Well you won’t have to sleep on any couches if you get this job.” Alex quips back.  

A familiar voice comes into ear shot. Very low and gravely with a very posh accent. “Well, I’m glad you could stop by to interview for the podcast before you fly out. We really appreciate your time,”

Another voice, that sounds much younger responds, a pretty accent on him that made his words sound like silk. “It’s really not a problem, I always remember where I started, George.” He sounds... Familiar. No one else was ever in your online interviews, so you can’t pinpoint who the voice belongs too.

The older man you recognize swoops around the corner and sees you and he stops in his tracks. “Y/N! I’m glad you made it! I’ll be with you in just a minute.”

“Absolutely Sir, take your time.” You said, a little more chipper than you wanted it to come out.  

“Oh, call me George,” he says as he continues towards the door. The man behind him follows around the corner and you recognize him immediately. You look over at Alex and her jaw could have been on the floor.

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On the plane ride from YHZ to LCY the two of you decided to watch the new season of Stranger Things since it just came out and you needed something that would last you at least a good chunk of the ride. You downloaded them on Netflix the night before you left and started watching together on your iPad while it was propped up on the tiny tray table. You were watching together in silence until you saw a new character being introduced.

“Ooo... A new person? I’m interested.” Alex says as she leans in a little closer to the screen. When the face from behind the magazine appears, she backs away from the screen and slumps back in her seat turning to face you. “Damn I was hoping for another Steve Harrington to thirst over, what do you think Y/N-”

You were staring at the screen. Mouth agape, eyes fixed on the man on the screen in front of you.

“Y/N. Really? Joe Keery exists and THIS is who you see and immediately have the hots for?” Alex teased.

“I do not!” You hit her with your elbow and paused the show.

“I never knew you were into freaks, Y/N.” Alex laughs pretending to wipe drool from your mouth with her sleeve.

“Wait was I seriously drooling?” You grab your phone to look at yourself in your camera.

“HA! Gotcha! You do have the hots for him.” Alex laughed, trying to contain herself so she doesn’t annoy everyone on the plane.

“I need to find out who his actor is as soon as we land,” you said.  

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You sat there in shock, and looked at Alex who was still sitting beside you. Eyes wide and mouth wide open. You elbow her and she comes back to reality, smoothing her hair and adjusting her posture so she looked as pretty and feminine as possible.  

“Y/N, this is Joseph Quinn. I don’t know if you’re a Stranger Things fan but he has just had his big break as their new addition to the main cast,” George said. Gesturing to Joseph. He was blushing at his introduction, not being used to celebrity status yet.  

You get up from your seat on the couch and start panicking immediately. You weren't mentally prepared for this interview, let alone meeting the man who somehow awakened something in you hadn’t felt in 3 years. “Yeah um hi, it’s nice to meet you Joseph. I’m Y/N Y/L/N since I guess we’re on full name basis here.”

He chuckles at your introduction. Oh my god he thinks I’m funny. “Oh, just call me Joe. It’s lovely to meet you Y/N, and this is?” He said gesturing to the girl beside you. Once again, she is stiff as a board with her mouth wide open in shock.

“Well, this is Alex. She is a big Stranger Things fan so I think she might be a little star struck right now,” you giggle as she comes to from hearing her name. She gets up and rushes over eagerly, taking Joe’s hand in a firm (and probably a little too enthusiastic) handshake.

“I can already tell you're not from here, so what brings you to The Surge? New project you’re chatting with George about?” He said taking in your features as he talks. Your head looks at the ground while you laugh, but you can still feel his big brown eyes on you. You felt a little weak in the knees.

“Y/N is here from a small town in eastern Canada, and she is actually interviewing to take over my position. I’m moving into a less hands on roll I can do from home as I ease myself into retirement,” he said. “I can’t wait to be able to travel with Rhonda and do the things we’ve talked about before we get too old.”

“Well that’s lovely, George. You deserve it. Good luck with the interview, Y/N. I may be seeing a lot more of you.” Joe said giving you a smile and reaching out his hand to shake yours. You were now acutely aware your hands are very clammy. You quickly rubbed your hand on your pant leg and he cupped your hand in between both of his, feeling something light in your hand as you closed it into a fist, and stuffed it in your pocket to look at later.  

“C-can I get a photo if you don’t mind?” Alex said, holding her phone out to you.

“Uh, sure absolutely,” Joe said, wrapping an arm around Alex as you back up and snap a photo of them.  

“One of those should work,” You said to Alex as she steals her phone out of your hand and Looks through the photos.

“Y/N. You better get this job. I want to walk in here to see Joe Keery walking out next.” She whispered in your ear as she walked back to the couches in the lobby.  

Joe looked at you and gave you a quick wink and cheeky smile as he headed out the door. George a few steps ahead to open it for him “Don’t be a stranger, Joe.” He said as Joe steps out the door.

“I’ll let you know when I’m back in London!” He calls back, walking to the car waiting for him.  

“Alright, Y/N, let’s get this party started shall we? Follow me.” George leads the way to a conference room with a large circular table with 15 chairs around it.  

“This is a lot bigger then the board room at my home station,” you said scanning your eyes at all the art and memorabilia that covered the walls, the newest one sitting on top of the table. A framed Hellfire club shirt with Joe’s signature.

“That’s an original from the show,” he brags. “Joe interned here as a kid before he started acting. I always knew he was going to go somewhere. So this is a big deal for us here, but enough about Joe. This is about you. How was your flight?”

“No delays, surprisingly,” you said. Feeling some of the nerves start to dissipate as you sit on opposite sides of the large table.  

“Well, I must say, it’s a first for us to be flying someone out for an interview, but with the rave references you got and how much you’ve accomplished in your short career, I can’t help but think you’d be a perfect fit to bring a breath of fresh air back into this station.” George said.

“Wow, well it’s a passion so I try to give my all in everything I do. When you love what you do, you never work a day in your life, right?” You ask.

“Absolutely, and I know I said this was an interview, but I actually just wanted to offer you the job in person,” he explained. “I think you can do a lot of good for this station, and nobody else seems to love the job as much as you do. What do you think about that?”

“A-absolutely I accept. Thank you so much, I will not let you down,” you stutter. Your hands shaking as you reach over the table to shake his hand.  

“Now, we will pay for your trip home and back to grab your things, but we have a fully furnished flat ready for you to move into,” he explained. “Joe’s new building had an opening and he just bought all  new furniture so he gave his old stuff to us to put in there for you.”

“Joe, as in the Joe I just met?” you asked.  

“Yeah, he just messaged me saying you can pop by before 5 o’clock tonight and he will give you the grand tour. Apparently, it’s pretty nice. Don’t worry about the first month's rent either, we will cover that for you, and it’s well within your budget,” he said, handing you a keycard. “This is for the station door. Welcome to the team, Y/N.”

“This is a dream come true, truly. Thank you for this opportunity, I am so excited to start,” you said.

“Well, I think you have a friend in the lobby waiting to hear the good news!” George holds the door open for you and you step out, walking down the hall to see Alex in the lobby. She looked at you with a hopeful gaze and you slowly revealed the key card from behind your back. She immediately jumped out of her seat and hugged you, picking you up and spinning you around.

“My best friend is a radio star!” She squealed.

“Yeah right,” you rolled your eyes when she put you down. “We will see about that.”

“It was a pleasure to meet you, Y/N. You as well, Alex. I’ll walk you out,” George said. Gesturing for the door.  

You dug in your pocket and felt what Joe put in your hand earlier. You pulled it out and noticed it was a gum wrapper. Confused, you unravel it to see a note written in red pen.

My number is on the back. Call me and I’ll show you the best place for a celebratory drink. Congratulations.

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