can i request angst☹️☹️shy!reader barely ever talking and being soo hyperaware of everything and steve slowly breaks her out of her shell? then she overhears him saying she talks too much and she just feels bad and reverts into herself
Angst w happy endingn if possible please ily!!🫶🏼
ty for requesting!! — steve tells you he likes when you talk a lot (shy!fem!r, hurt/comfort, established relationship, 1k)
Your smile is wide and unknowing. Steve thinks there’s something extra special about it because you don’t even realize it’s there. “—And since Eddie was working the register, he let me take one of the new tapes for free. You know, to try it or whatever, and he was all like, ‘flattery works with me,’ and I was like, Steve would keel over if he was here right now.”
A giggle spills from your mouth when your rambling ceases, lips curling and eyes crinkling.
Steve blinks at you with his own absentminded beam, too busy thinking about how pretty you are to react properly to your story.
Your smile sobers slightly. “What?”
“Nothing,” he assures with the shake of his neatly styled head, rogue strands of chestnut hair draping his forehead. He shrugs and leans his elbows over the Family Video counter you stand across. “You’re just… You’re talking a lot. ’S nice.”
Your face heats. Your chest burns with a similar fire. Your eyes widen ‘cause you didn’t realize that you hadn’t shut up until now. “Oh… Sorry—”
“No, it’s good!” he tells you, laughing. “It’s a compliment.”
“Is it?”
“Yeah! I mean, I used to have to bribe you to get you to talk about your day. Remember that?”
Benny’s Burgers was your very best friend at the start of your relationship. Steve would always buy your dinner — not in exchange for you to talk exactly, but in the hopes that the additional time spent with you would help you open up. It did. Most of the time, anyway.
Your nose scrunches. “I thought you took me out because you liked me?”
“I took you out ‘cause I liked you and because the sugar rush from the milkshakes made you talk more.”
You nod once. “Right.”
The conversation ebbs. The store gets eerily silent without your voices to fill it. Steve, undeterred by the lapse in dialogue, flashes you a lopsided smile. “Wanna show me the tapes you bought?”
“Yeah,” you murmur and push off the counter.
Steve watches you over his shoulder while you saunter down the hallway where your bag is kept. The breakroom door squeals open and shut again. A voice sounds suddenly from beside him. “Nice job, dingus,” Robin chides, gritty and montoned.
His head snaps to the other side, brows twisted with confusion. “What?”
“You hurt her feelings,” she answers like it’s obvious, dropping a stack of VHS tapes on the counter with a heavy thud.
“I didn’t even say anything!”
“You said she was talking a lot.”
“I said that I liked it!”
Robin rolls her ocean-blue eyes, huffing ‘cause he’s too oblivious to get the point. “Yeah, but if I said, Wow, you have a ton of gel in your hair— but it’s styled really nice today, it’d give you a whole complex. Wouldn’t it?”
The make-believe compliment is dreadfully backhanded. Steve’s face floods with a gentle horror, the realization of a fallacy he hadn’t realized he’d made. “Shit…”
“Exactly,” Robin deadpans. “Now go take care of your girlfriend, dingus.”
He finds you in the breakroom, idling in place. You’ve got the cassettes in your hands, and you fidget with them between anxious fingers — like you were planning to come out sometime, but not quite yet.
You tense when the door creaks open, relaxing again when Steve enters.
“Whatcha doing?” he wonders with a crooked, pink smile.
“Getting the tapes,” you answer in a mousy voice, waving the pieces of plastic in your hand.
The door clicks shut behind him. He inches towards you, fond and terribly soft with it. “I missed you,” he confesses in a faint murmur. His wide palms settle on your sides. You warm instantly under his touch.
“I was gone for two seconds,” you respond with a quiet laugh.
“Yeah. And I felt like I was dying.”
You meet his pout with a small smile, blinking up at him with sparkling doe eyes. “You’re so dramatic.”
“I just love being around you, alright? Sue me,” he argues, squeezing softly at your hips. With a quieter smile, he confesses, “And when I said you were talking a lot— I didn’t mean anything by it, you know?”
You’d disappeared back here because you thought it was something silly to be so upset over. He’d told you it was a compliment, but it didn’t really feel like one. Your brain refused to be anything other than hurt by his well-intentioned remarks. The ache in your chest became unignorable, and you shrunk inside yourself accordingly.
“I know,” you murmur.
“I love hearing you talk,” he tells you, shy smirk widening to a lopsided beam. “It’s my favorite thing in the whole world, actually.”
Your lips purse to the side. Your anxious hands fidget with the plastic cassettes in your palms, aching to hold him. It takes you a moment or more to find the courage to speak. “I’m just… I’m normally super aware of… when I’m talking too much, you know? I was just… Excited, I guess.”
“You were. And it was really fuckin’ cute.” A laugh sputters from his lips. He wears all the love he has for you in the deep honey of his eyes, rich and swimming with warmth. “I love seeing you happy.”
“Well, you make me happy…” you whisper, gaze averted. “So, it fits…”
“Yeah, it does,” he murmurs in response, ducking down to kiss you. It’s chaste and terribly fleeting — lips locking together one moment and then smacking in protest when they separate the next.
It takes your eyes a second too long to flutter open again after he’s pulled back from you. You find Steve already grinning as he nods to the tapes in your hands. “Wanna pop those into the radio? So we can listen to ‘em while I work?”
Your brows pinch with a distant worry. “Won’t Keith get mad?”
“Probably,” Steve answers with an uncaring shrug. “You don’t have to worry about him, alright? I’ll take care of you.”
You melt.
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I See Your Face - LN
Request: could you write a fic where lando’s girlfriend sitting behind the camera while he’s filming something with quadrant or filly/angryginge and they keep teasing lando about his girlfriend / ask questions to make him constantly turn around to look at her shyly and check if she’s okay (kinda like what they did to max and P in that one quadrant spill your guts video)
Lando loves gaming. It's a secret to no one, especially his girlfriend. However, they're still sort of in the early stages of dating and since she's not really in the public eye, he's still very much careful about her presence in even being mentioned in content he's in. Even if the F1 community figured out less than a month into the relationship that they were dating and had named her to the public.
But today, she's there waiting for him since they have a date arranged and she just wanted to see him doing some Quadrant content.
As a result of his recent interactions with Filly and AngryGinge, it was inevitable that they make content beyond streaming together.
Now she gets it, guys have a certain type of humour that usually consists of borderline bullying each other. But she doesn't expect Lando to get poked about his relationship status.
Obviously it's not a requirement that Lando tell anyone about her being his girlfriend and she walked in late so there was no introductions.
But when Filly questions what type of girl would ever trust an F1 driver in a relationship, she tries to remember it's not personal and it's a joke. Lando does look over at her, hell even Max glances in her direction with a bit of a nervy look.
"I'm loyal." Lando laughs and that seems to set something off with Filly getting hysterical and that seems to set Ginge off with laughter.
Lando almost looks like he's about to actually mention y/n but one silent ask in looking over at her and she shakes her head. If he says something the tone of the video changes and they're just playing with him.
There is more pokes about him as potential boyfriend, his sex life and how he's spending his spare time. Several times he looks at her to make sure she's ok.
"Alright, moving on." Max smiles trying to encouragement the moment.
The video goes on, they ask all sorts of questions and mainly end up laughing as a result of every one of them.
"Lando, this is your question. Do you have any unread messages? And can we read the most recent?"
"I have to check, but...we're cutting this. Baby, can you get my phone?" Lando questions making the whole room atmosphere freeze for a moment as Lando looks at y/n and Max nods in approval of Lando speaking up.
"Baby? Is that her name?" Filly questions seeming almost hopeful as y/n smiles a little awkwardly and moves to hand Lando his phone. "No, we've been roasting you and your girlfriend has been here the whole time?"
"It's fine." Y/n insists shaking her head even if admittedly there's some new insecurities about Lando and herself that she's going to have to tame and reign in after today.
"You sure?" Lando asks softly making her nod and smile but there's definitely something not quite right in her smile earning a frown.
"I'm just hungry." Y/n lies making a reference to their date that's happening after things wrap up here."
"We'll be done soon." Lando promises earning a nod before she moves back.
The last message ends up being one from his mum asking about what he'd be doing while he's back in England. Y/n ends up stepping out when her own phone starts to ring.
But Lando being Lando when the video ends, he moves out with quick goodbyes. Grabbing his stuff and going to find his girlfriend.
"Baby? Are you ok?" Lando asks making her look up at him and smile with a nod before pointing her phone. "Oh, I'll wait."
She eventually gets off the phone and smiles moving Lando but he lack of words gives her away.
"What's wrong?" Lando questions making her shake her head for a moment before he shoots her a look.
"Just...some of the things they said...they were kind of right." Y/n sighs before groaning at herself when Lando's expression turns to a frown. "I know it's stupid and it's just insecurities. I know it's not really a problem."
"Baby, they're just being dickheads. Don't let it make you think anything." Lando sighs shaking his head at her. "I love you...and those boys in there are just trying to make jokes over stupid things and-"
"Lando, I'm not going to break up with you. I know it's stupid to get upset over it, so I'm trying not to. I just...I don't know it's in my head, I'll get over it...I love you too." Y/n smiles softly then running her hand through his hair. "I'm ok. I promise."
Lando definitely doesn't seem all that convinced, and so he spends the next week making sure to prove that he has all intentions for them to be a very long-lasting couple.
He is pretty successful in his actions of reassuring her even after she insisted it was completely unnecessary. There's also a bit of a silent promise that in any future content he creates with others, that any mention of his relationship or his private life in that sense is going to be off the cards.
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