boyfriend!sid jenkins x pregnant!reader x ex boyfriend!tony stonem
word count: 602
contents: Angst, fluff
mentions: @fallout-girl219
part one, part two, part three, part four
Days were passing by in a blur and still no call from Sid or Tony. You remained alone in your bed, sealing yourself off from the outside. Your mom just figured you picked up a bug from school. Jal however stopped by once a day to drop off school work and textbooks for you.
She sat at the foot of your bed, her books beside your own as you worked and shared notes.
“ There’s a quiz this Friday.. You’ll have to come in. ”
You stayed silent, but your pen stilled on the page.
“ There’s no other classes you need to be there for, just first period. ”
Against your better judgement you agreed to show up.
-
The next morning came and you showed up to school alongside Jal. You didn’t find your regular group like you normally would. Instead you walked straight into the first period taking a space at the back of the classroom.
You kept your head down as other students filed in before finding their seats. You could practically feel the eyes on you as classmates began to murmur. Instead of speaking up you stayed silent simply waiting for this class to pass.
After what felt like hours the class finally ended. You turned in your quiz and beelined for your locker. Quickly you twisted and turned your lock putting in the code before pulling open the metal door.
You couldn’t leave school fast enough, but just as you were passing the threshold you felt a hand grab your arm, it was Sid.
You tried pulling away but his grip only tightened.
“ I want to talk. ”
“ ..Fine. ”
Hesitantly you walked home alongside Sid, showing him up to your bedroom.
“ I- I’m sorry I walked out.. I just didn’t know what to say. I was scared. ”
“ You were scared? Don’t you think I’m scared?! ”
Sid flinched at your harshness, watching as your eyes quickly began to well with tears.
“I know.. I’m sorry. ”
Carefully Sid approached you, wrapping his arms around your waist. Gently he pulled you into him, his arms tightening around you.
“ Mm’ not good at this stuff, but I want to be there. I don’t- I don’t care if it’s mine or not. After we both graduate I’ll find a job and we’ll get a flat, okay? I’m not going anywhere. ”
You gave a weak nod before wrapping your arms around Sid. Your warm tears slipped down his neck before absorbing into the collar of his shirt.
Sid didn’t care or not if the baby was his, he would be there regardless for you. Something you knew Tony would never do. Even in his moment of fear he was still there beside you.
-
The years had passed by and you couldn’t have asked for a more perfect life. Sid did just as he said he would and picked up a job immediately after school raising just enough money for rent on a modest flat. It was only two bedrooms and one bath but it was enough for your tiny family.
Your mom came by and helped Sid decorate the nursery while you rested your swollen feet. He made sure everything was exactly how you wanted before showing you the final product. He hadn’t thought the finished product would bring you to tears but it did.
Overwhelmed at first Sid pulled away when he found out about your pregnancy, but now he was overjoyed. The girl he loved more than anything was pregnant with his baby. He knew from then on he would give you and his baby the world, it was you and his baby before anyone else.
With a loud creak your window was pried open, soon after came Matt. He not so gracefully stumbled inside before letting the window drop with a soft clank. Blood was leaking down the side of his face as he held an arm across his ribs.
The unexpected disturbance pulled you from your sleep. Your eyes opened, your hands moving to brush the hair from your eyes. Immediately your gaze landed on the shadowy figure near your window. You had woken up to Matt sneaking in more than a few times after his late night escapades.
Matt slowly made his way over to your bed, his hand still clutching at his ribs.
“ Hey sweetheart.. Sorry if I woke you up. ”
The smell of rain and copper clung to him, his suit dribbling with water.
“ I just needed a place to crash, go back to sleep. ”
Your hands rubbed at your eyes, clearing the sleep from them. Your gaze focused on Matt as he stood at your side. His body was hunched, an arm wrapped loosely around his torso. Blood slid down the side of his face, sliding down his jawline before dropping from his chin.
“ Oh God Matt. ”
Quickly you crawled out from under your bed sheets, sitting Matt on the edge of your bed. He tried to sit up, he tried to pretend he was okay, but he only ended up causing himself more pain. A weak whine fell from his lip, his hand grabbing onto your shirt to steady himself.
His grip left behind a bloodied handprint when he pulled away. Matt’s eyes caught on the stain, his expression turning into a grimace. Quickly you hurried off to your bathroom leaving Matt to sit alone.
Without a minute passing you came back in, first aid kit in hand.
By the time you had gotten back though his head was bowed and his breathing laboured. Matt had peeled away the top of his suit leaving it to lay discarded on the floor. Matt heard you approach, turning his head blindly in your direction. He offered a small crooked smile, his breathing rattling through his bruised lungs.
“ Jesus Matt. ”
“ Yeah.. Yeah I know.. Just got a little too close this time. ”
Carefully you tilted Matt’s jaw upwards to examine the wound on his forehead. It was deep, but not so bad he would need stitches. You picked up a disinfectant wipe before slowly beginning to wipe away the blood.
A hiss escaped Matt’s lips as the wipe pressed into the wound.
“ Sorry- Sorry! ”
“ It’s okay, just keep going. ”
You replied with a soft nod before moving back to the wound, bandages in hand. Tightly you bound the wrap around his head before looking down at his ribs.
The entire right side of his torso was one giant bruise. The skin was completely discoloured having once been a soft olive now turned into a deep purple with blue undertones. You didn’t know how to help him, how to make his pain go away.
“ Matt.. I don’t- I don’t know how to help you. You need a doctor. ”
Carefully Matt reached out, his hands catching your wrists. His thumb came out to rub soothing circles on your skin, it was his attempt at calming you.
“ I’m okay, please don’t panic anymore. I’m not going to die from a few broken ribs. ”
Tears began to well in your eyes, your nose scrunching as you sniffled.
“ Hey.. Hey don’t do that. ”
Matt’s hands rose carefully moving to hold your face in his hands.
“ I swear I’ll be alright, you’re stuck with me. ”
You gave a small nod, pressing a tiny kiss to the inside of his palm.
Carefully Matt stripped off the rest of his suit before pulling you both under the blankets. With great caution you curled into his injured side pressing your face against his neck. Matt wrapped a loose arm around you before pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
can you write a fic about dryhumping a sensitive subby Tom🙏
FORGIVENESS - TOM KAULITZ
ex girlfriend!reader x sub!tom kaulitz
word count: 1, 652
contents: 18+, angst, small fluff
You missed those brown eyes, that sweet german accent, and that soft gentle touch. It was all gone now, and it would never be back. Tom had ruined it all six months ago with one drunken mistake. He was drunk as was she and he lost himself in the moment. It only took him twenty minutes to ruin three long years together. Now as you sat in the same room together you were nothing more than strangers.
The cup in your hand felt heavier than it had before, you could feel eyes on you. As your eyes lifted they found his. For a moment it was as if you were the only two people in the room. Quickly as the moment came about it ended as Tom looked away.
You squeezed between people pushing through the crowd to find your friend, but just as you had found her she was gone. She climbed the stairs hand in hand with a boy you didn’t recognize. They left you standing at the foot of the stairs alone.
You pushed your way back through the crowd finding your way out to the backyard. It was completely deserted, not a single soul around, perfect. The cool night air hit your face like a hangover cure you didn’t know you needed.
As you stood on the pavement just adjacent to the pool you heard footsteps behind you. You didn’t need to turn back to know who it was, Tom. He stopped just beside you, not too far, not too close.
“ You always run. ”
You could feel his warm breath on the back of your neck. You could practically taste his familiar scent of cigarettes and fresh cologne.
“ Even now you run. ”
You didn’t amuse him with a response, you simply walked away.
Tom stuffed his hands in his pockets as he followed after you.
“ You can’t ignore me forever.. We used to be so good together. ”
His words stopped you in your tracks, your pacing around the pool coming to an end.
“ .. Until you cheated, Tom. ”
Carefully he reached out, turning you to face him.
“ I know. I’m sorry.. So fucking sorry, ” each word that came from Tom’s lips were raw with emotion.
“ You’re a bad liar. ”
Tom flinched at your accusation, his hand tightening around your arm.
“ I’m not lying, ” he kept his voice low, his words intense. “ I fucked up, I know that. Cheating on you was the biggest mistake of my life. ”
“ Then why did you do it?! ”
His jaw clenched, the guilt now evident in his eyes as it began to mix with something raw, something desperate.
“ I don’t know. I- I was drunk, I was fucked up, I didn’t.. I wasn’t thinking straight. It didn’t mean anything. ”
‘ It didn’t mean anything. ’
Those four little words broke something in you, leaving your resolve to completely shatter.
“ So you threw three years away for ‘ nothing ’? ”
“ Yes! And I regret it every single fucking day! I lost the best thing that happened to me over a few drunken minutes. I was an idiot.. ”
“ You still are. ”
“ I know that.. I know I threw it all away, and I know I don’t deserve you, but please. I miss you, I miss your laugh, your smile. I miss everything and anything about you. ”
“ It’s gone Tom. ”
Your words hit him like a slap across the face.
“ No it’s not, it’s not gone. I still love you! ”
“ I don’t love you! ”
“ Don’t say that. You don’t mean that. ”
You stayed silent. You knew he was right, but you weren’t about to tell him that.
“ You ruined it. You ruined it Tom, not me. ”
“ I know that! And I’m fucking sorry! I’m sorry every minute of every day. Do you want me to get on my knees? ”
“ Yes. ”
Without hesitation Tom dropped down onto his knees. The pale moonlight shined down onto his face as his eyes found yours. Tom’s hands rose clutching onto your waist.
“ Please, just one more chance. ”
“ One. Only One. ”
Quickly Tom nodded, his eyes staring up at you with desperate hope.
“ Just one. That’s all I need, I swear. ”
His head drooped forward pressing against your stomach.
Gently your hand raised to stroke his braided hair. A shaky sigh left Tom’s lips, his hands gripping tighter onto you. Like a cat he began to lean into your gentle caresses, his eyes slowly falling closed.
Slowly his arms slipped around the small of your back pulling you impossibly closer. A shaky sigh fell from his lips as he pressed a kiss to your clothed stomach.
After a moment he met your gaze again with his big tear filled brown eyes.
“ I won’t waste it. I swear. ”
You only met his words with a soft nod, your fingers coming to toy with his braids.
His face buried back against your stomach processing your silent acceptance. His arms tightened around you as a choked sob fell from his lips. His cries made your heart hurt. The boy that knelt in front of you was a stark contrast to the boy you had once been with, he was strong and dominant now he was broken in need of gentleness.
Gently you pulled Tom up, bringing his eyes to meet yours.
He stood on shaky legs, wiping at his eyes with the back of his hand. His eyes were red and puffy, but they searched with desperation, looking for guidance. You had never seen Tom look so lost, it made your heart break.
“ Don’t cry.. ”
His bottom lip trembled at your soft words before he quickly bit down to stop it from shaking. It was clear he was struggling not to break down again.
“ I’m trying, ” he choked out weakly.
Your hand rose, cupping his cheeks before your thumbs moved to brush away his tears. He looked down at you with those big, tear filled brown eyes. He looked absolutely pathetic but also completely devoted like he’d worship every inch of you right here in public if you asked for it.
You reached out for Tom’s hand silently guiding him away from the party. You walked a few blocks back to your house with Tom trailing behind like a puppy. Carefully you snuck him inside your house just like you had several times before.
As soon as your bedroom door shut Tom was back on you. It wasn’t sexual, just desperate. His hands clung to your shirt, his face buried against your neck, he held onto you like you’d vanish at any moment.
“ Don’t leave. ”
“ I’m here baby. ”
Once again you stroked Tom’s hair in a small attempt to soothe him.
“ I love you.. Please. I’m yours, just tell me what to do. ”
“ Get on the bed. ”
Without another thought Tom released you and climbed onto your bed, kneeling in the center like a puppy awaiting its next command. He looked completely submissive, desperate to please you in whatever way you saw fit.
“ Lay down. ”
Immediately Tom laid flat on your bed, his eyes following you as you walked around to the left side.
“ No touching, if you touch me I stop. ”
“ Yes ma’am. ”
He watched as you crawled onto the bed not daring to move an inch. Carefully you came to straddle him, your thighs on either side of his hips.
You started slow, rolling your hips against his, grinding your center down upon his. Tom felt like a man starved, immediately his hips bucked causing you to jolt upwards. He stared at you with big eyes waiting for a punishment, but instead you kept moving. Your head fell back, your eyes shutting as you moved against Tom’s bulge. You could feel Tom hardening underneath you, his cock straining against its denim confines.
Tom laid desperate under you, his hips rolling against yours. His hands however clawed at your bedsheets. He fought with everything in himself not to touch you, but he was beginning to lose the fight. His head pressed back into your pillows, his eyes squeezing shut.
“ Baby please.. I need to.. ”
Before Tom could think his hand rose, his fingers brushing against your thigh.
His head snapped to the side not a moment later, you had slapped him.
“ No touching. ”
Immediately Tom forced his hands back down. His cheek burned from where your hand collided with it, but the pain was already being overshadowed by pleasure as you moved on top of him.
Your hands rose pressing down onto Tom’s chest as you began moving faster. Your bed began to creak, the head board bumping against the wall with each movement.
“ Baby please.. Just.. just let me touch you.. I’ll do anything. ”
You responded with one harsh word, “ beg. ”
Tom’s lip began to quiver, his eyes welling with frustrated tears.
“ Bitte.. Bitte, lass mich dich berühren. Ich werde brav sein, ich werde dein verdammter Hund sein. Lass mich dich einfach nur halten. ” { “ Please.. Please let me touch you. I’ll be good, I’ll be your fucking dog. Just let me hold you. ” }
“ Only my hips. ”
Immediately Tom’s hands rose to your hips, pulling you down against him. He moved you like his life depended on it. His hips jerked against yours making moans come tumbling past both your lips. He felt like a virgin as he humped you.
Pathetic enough he couldn’t even hold himself back, he came right in his jeans just from moving against you.
A cry left his lips, his movements stilling as his hardened cock twitched in his boxers. He felt so pathetic that he had just come in his pants like some thirteen year old, but quickly as his insecurities rose they were washed away by you.
Your body dropped against his, your lips finding his neck.
“ Such a good boy Tommy. ”
Warmth spread through his whole body at your words.
You both melted together in a heap on your bed. Your bodies gave into one another, exhaustion sweeping over you.
Can you write a fluff fic or oneshot based off of the song Cupids chokehold?? (I mean she even cooks me pancakes And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches If that ain't love then I don't know what love is we even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun) those lyrics are the inspo… please make it Tom Kaulitz x Female reader if you do end up writing this:)))
CUPID'S CHOKEHOLD - TOM KAULITZ
girlfriend!reader x sick!tom kaulitz
word count: 453
contents: Fluff
It had been a long six months since you had been home. Tom had convinced you to join him on tour, and stupidly enough you agreed. Now you were arriving back in Germany in the middle of yet another freezing winter.
You slipped from the warm cab that had carried you from the airport back home. The driver along with Tom carried your bags to the door. Tom shared words with him in Deutsch before handing over a few banknotes. Meanwhile you carried bags into your flat wanting to quickly get out of the snow, soon Tom followed with the last of your things.
Neither of you bothered with showering, simply stripping off your clothes before falling into your shared bed.
-
It was early when you woke, but Tom was already out of bed, the place beside you laying cold. Your eyes flickered over to the clock at your bedside and in bright letters it read, 3:55 am. Your brow furrowed as you silently asked yourself “ why was Tom awake? ”
You swaddled yourself in the comforter that adorned your bed before waddling over to your connecting bathroom. Tom was laid out across the cold tiled floor, his shirt laying discarded beside him. One of his arms was thrown over his eyes, the other was pressed against the cool tiles. You could tell just by looking at him his skin was pale and clammy.
Quietly you crept in, sinking down to your knees. You reached a gentle hand around rubbing his stomach soothingly.
“ Baby? What’s wrong? ”
Tom gave a weak shake of his head, his lips pursing in discomfort.
“ Do you want to stay here? ”
Another weak nod.
Carefully you laid down beside him, watching the gentle rise and fall of his chest with each laboured breath.
-
The early morning passed and eventually you were able to get Tom back to bed. You laid him in the center of your king sized bed, pressing a cool cloth to his head before hurrying off to the store.
You came back within the hours leaving your snowy coat and boots at the door. You quickly padded up the stairs leading to your bedroom.
“ I got you a few things. ”
You sat down on the edge of the bed pulling things from the paper bag in your lap.
“ I got you some Alkaseltzer.. some soup.. and some crackers. ”
“ Thank you. ”
Tom sat up pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek before taking the Alkaseltzer and crackers. He watched as you walked off with the soup before crawling back into bed beside him.
You laid together in a comfortable silence all the while you rubbed his stomach. Slowly like a cat Tom drifted back off to sleep.
contents: 18+, fluff, small angst, mentions of drugs
Eddie wasn’t a nice boy, he knew that just as well as everyone else did in town. The only company he kept was because of what he provided, drugs and recklessness. The friends he surrounded himself with were lowlifes, all of them fit the build of dimwitted country boys. He knew he was better than each one of them, but that didn’t matter when they followed his every request.
Eddie’s eyes caught on you the moment you walked into first period. Not much ever happened in Glenby and not much ever changed. Eddie had been to school with the same kids since kindergarten until you arrived. You were a new toy to play with, untainted, and unclaimed.
Eddie lied in wait, watching you from afar throughout the school day. He waited until the final school bell rang before he followed you out into the parking lot. He walked past his gang without even a passing glance, stalking past his red van before following you out onto the pavement.
The warm spring breeze caught in your hair, your heels clicking softly against the concrete. Tightly you held your books against your chest, all the while completely oblivious to the danger leering behind you. You were like a rabbit walking nearer to the foxes den.
Eddie was close now, close enough to grab you, but he didn’t want to scare you off just yet. Not when he was so close to getting what he wanted. As you began to turn the corner he decided it was now or never.
“ Hey doll. ”
Quickly you turned around, facing the mysterious voice.
“ Oh Jesus! You scared me. ”
The boy in front of you was tall, his hair and brows bleached blonde. His clothes were more put together than most teenage boys, especially for this town. He flashed a charming smile your way in a way that was disarming.
“ Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Just came to say hello. My name’s Eddie. ”
You smiled before reaching out to shake his hand.
“ Hi Eddie.. ”
“ Where’re you off to? ”
“ Just walking home. ”
“ That far, with these books? ”
Swiftly Eddie snatched the books from your arms, taking them into his own. Your legs barely kept pace with his long strides, but somehow you managed not to fall behind.
“ So.. Which house is yours pretty girl? ”
You stuck out your finger leaving Eddie’s eyes to fall on a pale blue house at the end of the block.
Eddie walked you all the way to your doorstep before handing over your textbooks.
“ You’re real sweet for doing this.. ”
A grin slipped across your lips as you looked up at Eddie.
Your small show of gratitude did despicable things to him, he knew now he had you in his palm.
“ You got a sweet smile doll-face. ”
“ You think so? ”
Eddie replied with a nod before flashing you a wolfish grin.
At this moment Eddie knew he could get away with just about anything. His handsome face, charming demeanor, and sweet words had you eating out of his palm. Slowly, deliberately Eddie leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.
“ See you tomorrow. ”
“ Bye Eddie. ”
-
The days began to pass and Eddie began to push for more. His hands wandered onto your body as he walked beside you, his kisses lingered for longer than a moment. Now as he stood on your door step, his lips pressed against yours, he was ready to ask for more.
“ Come on baby, just let me inside for a bit, no one has to know. ”
“ My parents come home at four.. ”
“ I’ll be outta here by then. ”
Reluctantly you agreed, letting him past the threshold of your house.
Eddie closed the door behind himself before following after you. Your hand found his, leading him down the hall to your bedroom.
Eddie’s eyes wandered your room, there were still a few boxes sitting untouched in the corner. Your bed stood sturdy on its frame, your blankets tucked in nicely around the mattress.
Slowly you guided Eddie over to your bed, sitting down beside him. You gradually leaned closer to Eddie, your lips finding his. His hand crept from your bed down to the small of your back pulling you closer.
Eddie took the lead in the kiss, his mouth dominating your own. His teeth sank into your bottom lip, eliciting a soft cry. He took the chance as your mouth opened to push his tongue past your lips. Carefully Eddie’s hand creeped around from your back, sliding up your front under your top. His fingers stroked your stomach before slipping higher. He could feel the underwire of your bra under his fingers before they began to climb higher. His hand raised higher, groping your breast through your bra.
You moaned into Eddie’s mouth, your hands clenching onto your bedsheets. Eddie’s hand began to massage your breast through the thin covering of your bra, it was his attempt to draw out more sweet moans, and it was working. Slowly his hand creeped back down your torso moving for the hem of your shirt. Without a second to think or protest your shirt was on the floor. Quickly Eddie pushed you back on the bed, his lips wandering down from yours until he reached your jeans.
“ Eddie.. ”
His fingers worked deftly on the button on your jeans before popping them open. He tugged the tight denim down your thighs in one swift motion baring your thighs to the warm afternoon air. Carelessly he tossed your jeans down with your shirt before his hands moved back to your panties.
Slowly Eddie’s lips trailed back up your stomach before they found yours again. It was his way of distracting you. His plan was working so well you hadn’t even realised his jeans had come to join yours on the floor. Next to join the collection of clothes was your panties, then his boxers.
“ Eddie..? ”
“ Mmhm? ”
“ Do you have a rubber? ”
“ It’s already on. ”
“ Oh, okay.. ”
Your eyes flickered down in between your two bodies, watching as Eddie parted your folds with his cock. Slowly he edged himself in before pulling out, he was teasing you. You felt him push forward but this time he pushed deeper until he couldn’t push further.
A weak cry left your lips, your body arching into his. Eddie’s lips dropped from yours instead moving down to your neck. His hips pushed slowly against your each thrust earning a moan from you. Each sound you made was a boost to Eddie’s ego. He loved that you were loud and that he was the cause for it.
Your fingers came to tug on Eddie’s hair, it was a weak attempt at grounding yourself, but it only urged Eddie on. His left hand came to abandon its place on your hip, instead it moved further down your leg before he hoisted it upon his shoulder. His hand wrapped around your ankle keeping it in place as he drove himself as deep as he could.
Each thrust felt like it knocked the wind out of you, only small strangled squeaks were able to pass your lips. Your eyes clenched shut before you felt that familiar warmth between your legs.
Eddie’s eyes rolled back before his hips jutted forwards. A loud groan left his lips before his body stilled on top of yours.
Gently he dropped your leg from his shoulder before rolling off you. Eddie laid beside you now, his chest heaved with exhaustion, his skin sleek with sweat. Slowly his eyes flashed over to where you laid, your skin was sleek like his, your hair laid tousled around you like a halo.
After a few moments to catch his breath Eddie rose from the bed. He disposed of the rubber in your waist bin before pulling on his clothes. He looked back at you on the bed as you still laid in a haze. Carefully he leaned down pressing a kiss to your puffy lips.
“ I gotta get going. I’ll see you tomorrow. ”
You only mustered up a small hum in response.
Quietly Eddie slipped from your house. He walked down the street with a smug grin across his face knowing you were his. No one would dare take a girl from Eddie Dutra, so there wasn’t a worry in his mind.
Your knees pressed into the rough carpet that covered the office floor. Files laid surrounding you on the floor. Edward had given you the task of sorting through his filing cabinet, instructing you to order it in alphabetical order by last name. You didn’t have very many files left, only the letters P - Z remained.
As you moved to open the second to last drawer it refused to budge. You pulled again, still no movement. You sat back on your heels with a soft huff before glancing over your shoulder. Your eyes met Edward’s for a split second before he looked away, he had been caught staring.
“ Mr. Grey? ”
Slowly Edward’s eyes raised from the document in front of him before meeting your gaze from across the room.
“ I can’t get this drawer open. ”
He placed the papers he was working on down onto his desk with a soft thud before rising from his seat. With a few strides he was across the room, standing just behind you, his legs pressing against your back. Slowly he leaned down, his body hovering over yours as his hands moved to the sticky drawer. His fingers worked deftly at the catch before popping it open. When he rose he didn’t step away immediately. Instead he stood over you, his tall frame looming over where you sat.
“ Thank you. ”
“ You’re welcome. ”
Finally after another moment he stepped away taking a seat back at his desk. He tried to focus back on the file in front of him, but it was futile. His mind was elsewhere, caught up on you sitting just a few feet away.
After a few minutes Edward stood again.
“ I have a meeting, do not leave this office. ”
“ Yes, Mr. Grey. ”
With that Edward left the office, closing the door behind him.
The office fell silent without Edward, but still you continued on with your work. It didn’t take much longer before you finished up organising the files in front of you. Carefully you stood from the floor gently flattening out your skirt and blouse. Your eyes wandered the empty space, your gaze falling on Edward’s perfectly arranged desk. Slowly your eyes roamed the space before falling on his large orchid display.
Anyone could tell just from looking at it that Edward held it near and dear. The blooms were flourishing, the stems were painted a bright green standing tall up their wooden supports. They were beautiful. Your fingers danced across the delicate petals feeling their soft and smooth texture under your skin.
Your eyes wandered across the small garden, your attention pulled to each one of the bright flowers. Caught on the display you hadn’t even realised the eyes on you. Edward’s head just barely poked past the frame of the door, but there he stood, his eyes on you.
His breath hitched as he watched your gentle touches against the petals. No one had ever admired his orchids in such a way, instead they were only given passing glances. Carefully Edward stepped forward, coming into view fully.
“ You like them? ”
“ They’re my favourite. ”
Edwards' eyes narrowed slightly at your simple answer. Most girls your age would say a handbag or jewelry was their favourite. For you however it was his orchids, he found it endearing that his new secretary had a soft spot for something so simple and fragile.
“ They’re my favourite as well. ”
“ How long have you had them? ”
“ Years. ”
Slowly Edward approached you, stopping just beside you, his gaze following yours. Carefully his fingers came to graze against one of the petals.
“ Which is your favourite? ”
“ The white ones, with the pink in the center. ”
“ Cybidiums. I much prefer the Phalaenoposis. ”
“ The purple ones? ”
Edward’s lips crept into a small grin before he quickly pushed it aside.
“ The purple ones. ”
Edward enjoyed your simplicity, it brought forth a gentle side of himself he long thought he buried. Slowly Edward’s fingers reached out, plucking a bloom from its stem. Carefully he pushed aside your hair tucking the flower just behind your ear.
“ A gift. ”
Edward watched as a grin slipped across your lips. Before he could register what was happening your arms were around him pulling him into a tight embrace. For a moment he froze, his hands hovering awkwardly above your back. Before he could return the embrace you had pulled away.
“ Continue with your work, I’ll be at my desk. ”
Quickly you left his office, going back to your own desk.
-
You were dismissed around seven that evening. Edward left you to walk home just as the sun was setting. He took notice of the bloom still tucked behind your ear when you left. He hated the way it affected him, he hated the way you affected him.
-
The next morning you arrived at the office at six o’clock just as you had every other morning. Unlike the other mornings there was a tall gift bag sitting atop your desk. Carefully you made your approach reaching for the tag on the handle, it read, ‘ Enjoy, E. Grey ’.
Gently you pulled open the bag. Inside sat a white orchid dotted with pink in the center just as you had described.
That night Jimmy sat awake in bed, his laptop screen illuminated his face in the darkness of his room. He was working on his next article, another eye-catching drama piece, but his mind was elsewhere. It was back in the coffee shop with you. He wondered if you would call, what would he even say?
Out of pure coincidence his phone began to ring. Immediately Jimmy reached for it, turning it over to see a random string of numbers across the top of his phone. He knew the probability of it being you was slim to none, but even the smallest chance of it being you and not some toll marketer was enough for him to answer.
“ Hi, is this Jimmy? ”
It was you, his heart leaped.
“ Yeah.. it is. Is this the girl from the coffee shop? ”
A small giggle left your lips before you confirmed his suspicions.
“ Why are you up so late? ”
“ I couldn’t sleep.. Why are you awake? ”
“ Finishing up an article. ”
The night continued on with small conversation as Jimmy finished up his article. It was different from the things you and Lex talked about. Lex only spoke if there was a reason, he only did something if he got something back, but with Jimmy it was different. He gave without wanting back, he spoke without meaning. Jimmy was warmth, and Lex was a cold front.
-
The days began to pass by quickly and you found yourself pulling away from Lex entirely. You didn’t find yourself waiting for those early mornings with Lex anymore, instead you found yourself yearning for those late mornings with Jimmy.
One morning as you were serving Lex his early morning coffee he stopped you. His hand locked around your wrist, pulling your gaze to where he sat.
“ I heard you’ve been seeing someone else. ”
“ What? ”
“ Do not play coy, you’re not that stupid to believe I’ll fall for that act. ”
Harshly you yanked your wrist away.
“ Who is he? ”
“ I’m not seeing anyone. ”
A cold laugh from Lex’s lips as he stood from his seat.
“ You call one phone number for two hours every evening, it’s local, so it’s not your parents. Who is it? ”
“ You stalked my phone bill? ”
“ I didn’t “ stalk ” anything. You’re mine, I have a right to see that. Now tell me who he is, I’m bound to find out, asking was merely a courtesy. ”
You stared at Lex, you felt like you hadn’t even known the man before you. He might have been a little possessive towards you, but you never saw this in your future.
“ I’ll give you till tonight, then either you tell me, or I find out myself. ”
Before Lex left he pressed a kiss to your lips that said it all, ‘ you’re mine ’.
You watched as Lex left the shop leaving you to make your decision.
-
The morning passed by slowly, your stomach filling with dread as the clock ticked. You knew with each moment that passed the next customer could be Jimmy. You didn’t want to see him, you didn’t even know what you would say to him.
With your unluckiness Jimmy walked in moments later wearing a gentle smile across his lips. He walked straight up to the counter where you stood, his eyes finding yours.
“ Hey, how’s my favourite barista? ”
“ Good. ”
Your reply was short and cold, it wasn’t intentional, but Jimmy noticed.
“ What’s wrong? ”
For a moment you looked around, turning to your coworker.
“ I’m gonna take my fifteen. ”
She gave you a soft nod, watching as you rounded the counter. Gently you grabbed Jimmy’s hand, leading him to the shop's backroom.
“ So.. What’s wrong? ”
“ I’m seeing Lex Luthor. ”
“ Oh. You’re with him? ”
Jimmy’s smile was beginning to falter, his eyes not able to meet yours.
“ I don’t want to be.. I.. He scares me. ”
“ Has he threatened you? ”
You only managed a weak nod.
“ What did he do? ”
“ He.. He wants to come after you. ”
“ Okay.. Then we’re leaving. ”
Your brow furrowed, confusion filling you at his words.
“ I’m not going to let him get to you, grab your things and we’re gone. ”
You didn’t even say a word to your coworkers before you slipped out the back with Jimmy. Your hand rested in his letting him lead the way.
Jimmy guided you down alleys avoiding the main street until he reached his apartment building.
“ My place is small, but no one will find us here. ”
Jimmy’s apartment was quaint to say the least. There were papers and photos strewn across his coffee table spilling down onto the floor. His countertops had empty coffee cups from your shop. On his walls were photos of family and other miscellaneous decor. The clutter was endearing in a way, almost homey.
Once you were inside Jimmy locked the door, starting at the deadbolt and ending at the chain latch. He placed his hand on the small of your back leading you to sit down on his sofa before padding off to get you a glass of water.
He watched you from the kitchen, you were quiet, your legs bouncing, and your hands slightly shaking. He was so distracted that he hadn’t noticed the water overflowing. He cursed under his breath, pouring out some of the water before bringing it to you.
He sat down on the cushion beside you, handing over the cold glass.
“ Listen.. You’re gonna stay here tonight, and however long after you need to. ”
You didn’t protest, instead responding with a small nod.
“ I’ll sleep out on the sofa, you take the bed, okay? ”
Once again you gave a small nod.
-
Nightfall came hours later, your eyes were beginning to droop as your head fell onto Jimmy’s shoulder before popping back up.
Jimmy saw your exhaustion, but he knew you were too scared to sleep.
“ Go to bed, I’ll stay up. ”
Jimmy knew you were too tired to protest. He watched as you trudged off to his bedroom.
That night Lex didn’t come, nothing came, Jimmy had handled it. He wouldn’t tell you how he managed it, but I guess that didn’t really matter, all that mattered was that you were safe.
I was thinking abt this for a week but what if 2010 tom pounding into reader nonstop like HIM WITH that tight sweater if you know what I mean🤤
if your comfortable!!
SPECIAL ATTIRE - TOM KAULITZ
girlfriend!reader x boyfriend!tom kaulitz
word count: 907
contents: 18+, fluff
Bright stage lights shined down from the rafters blaring into your eyes, practically blinding you. In front of you stood a makeup artist, she held a brush in one hand and a canister of powder in the other. Gently she applied the loose powder to your face before touching up the rest of your makeup. She left you with a small smile before hurrying off the soundstage with the rest of the backstage crew.
The band sat surrounding you on the large talk show sofa. You were at another interview for the debut of the Humanoid City Album. Normally you didn’t mind attending these interviews, but you did today. Tom was sitting beside you, his hand resting on your thigh, his fingers brushing against the edge of your skirt. However that is not what bothered you, it was his outfit.
Tom was sitting casually in sneakers and loose fitting jeans, but his waist above was clad in a tight fitting sweater. It was a black cable knit sweater even though it was standard, almost plain, it made your stomach twist and turn. His biceps strained against the fabric, and whenever he raised his arms his defined v-line peeked out. It was all enough to make your cheeks flush, and your thighs warm.
-
The interview continued on, but you didn’t even register the questions being asked. Your eyes wandered from the talk show host back to Tom. His hand still rested on your thigh, the sleeve of his sweater brushing against your warm sensitive skin.
Thankfully the producers called a break an hour or so into the interview. A few of the stage crew led you and the band off stage, walking you to your dressing rooms.
“ You have half an hour, I’ll come get you then, okay? ”
“ Mhm, thank you. ”
The stagehand left, leaving you to sit alone in the dressing room.
Almost as soon as the door was closed it was opened again. Tom slipped in, shutting the door behind him. He walked silently over to the sofa, sitting down beside you.
“ You okay? You haven’t said much. ”
You gave a quick nod, straightening out your skirt nervously.
Tom could spot the tension in your movements a mile away. Your fingers were practically trembling as they gripped the fabric.
“ What’s wrong? ”
“ You. ”
“ Me? ”
“ Yes, you and that stupid sweater. ”
“ Mein Pullover? ” { My sweater? }
“ Ja! ”
You stood with a huff, pacing the small dressing room.
“ Ich dachte, du magst diesen Pullover.. ” { I thought you liked this sweater. }
A small frown tugged onto Tom’s lips, his hands tugging uncomfortably on the tight fabric.
“ Das tue ich! Genau das ist das Problem! ” { I do! That's the problem! }
Tom stood up, his hands reaching out to stop your pacing. He turned you to face him before he raised your chin so you would meet his gaze.
“ What is wrong? ”
“ Your sweater. ”
“ What about it? ”
A small huff left your lips, your brow furrowing as you were unable to find the correct words for your feelings.
“ You hate it? ”
You shook your head, no.
“ You like it? ”
You nodded, yes.
Tom nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips immediately you deepened it. Tom stumbled back at your eagerness, his hands resting now on your hips to steady you both. Your hands moved downwards reaching for Tom’s belt.
“ We only have twenty minutes.. ”
“ Please Tommy. ”
He melted. All his reluctance immediately dissipated.
Tom’s hands left your hips, moving to his own just a quickly. He shoved down his jeans and boxers simultaneously. Eagerly his hands moved under your skirt, yanking down your panties. Effortlessly Tom lifted you upwards helping you to wrap your legs around his hips. Without missing a beat Tom pushed inside you, filling you completely.
Your hands clutched onto the back of Tom’s sweater, your nails digging into the tightly knitted fabric. Your face pressed into his neck, letting your teeth nip and pull at the skin that laid there. Moans slipped from your lips filling the small room.
Tom’s hips rutted upwards against yours, his warm skin pressing against yours. His fingers dug into the plush skin on your thighs, his nails digging into the delicate skin, but none of that mattered now. You couldn’t be bothered to care about the pain because the pleasure was too great.
The time was ticking by faster than either of you realised. The thirty minutes had now dwindled down to a mere ten, and neither of you were the wiser.
Tom’s breaths had devolved into breathy whimpers, he could feel his stomach clenching, his climax building. His thrusts had become relentless pounding, his hips slamming into yours. With one final thrust Tom’s body stilled against yours. His orgasm crashed over him like a cold shower, a chill running down his back.
You were completely slumped against Tom by the time he finished having already reached your orgasm before his. As you stood together bathing in the afterglow a knock came at the door.
“ Five minutes! ”
You responded with a weak ‘ okay! ’ before melting back into Tom.
With gentleness Tom eased your feet back onto the floor. He kept a steady arm around your waist as he fixed his own clothes before moving to yours.
Tom carefully led you back to the soundstage, sitting you beside him. He pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek.
“ Don’t fall asleep, only another hour. ”
His words came muffled against your skin before pulling back.
Okay SO, tom and the reader are on a trip and then tom starts to feel a little needy and everything and takes her to the bathroom 🤗
BE QUICK - TOM KAULITZ
girlfriend!reader x boyfriend!tom kaulitz
word count: 947
contents: 18+, fluff
You sat squished in between the twins, your knees and thighs pressed tightly together. On either side of you sat a twin, their legs comfortably spread, taking no consideration for you. Slowly you leaned over pulling the headphones from Tom’s ear. Loud rock music spilled out as your lips brushed against Tom’s ears.
“ I’m squished, can you move over? ”
Tom gave a nod, readjusting his headphones before slightly closing his legs. He could see you still had limited space, so instead he pulled your legs across his lap. Absent-mindedly his fingers wandered across your bare calves, slowly climbing your legs. His thumb brushed against your knee gently stroking your soft skin.
Tom’s eyes wandered the car, Gustav sat in the driver's seat, his attention placed only on the road ahead. Georg sat asleep beside Gustav in the passenger seat, his eyes closed, and his head resting against the door of the car. Bill, who sat beside the two of you, was awake, but his eyes were focused out of the car, looking out at the passing landscape. His ears were covered by bulky wired headphones playing loud music just as Tom’s were.
Slowly Tom reached up, pulling off his headphones, letting them hang around his neck instead.
Your head came down to rest against Tom’s shoulder, your arms wrapped around his. Silently you ran your hand up and down his bicep, stroking his arm through his sweatshirt.
Slowly Tom’s hand ascended further up your leg, surpassing your knee and lower thigh. His fingers toyed with the hem of your skirt before carefully slipping under. He felt the delicate lace that lined your panties under the tips of his fingers.
“ Tom.. not here. ”
You kept your words soft, only wanting Tom to hear your protest.
“ They aren’t paying attention. ”
You shook your head, gently guiding Tom’s hand out from underneath your skirt.
He didn’t fight your rejection, only meeting it with a disappointed sigh. Tom’s head fell back against the headrest with a soft thud, his eyes focusing on things out the car window.
-
Half an hour had passed but Tom’s need for you had yet to falter. His cock strained against the tight confines of his jeans. His hand inched downwards, reaching to adjust himself carefully.
Tom bent forward, peeking over the center console.
“ Hey, can we stop somewhere, I’ve gotta take a piss. ”
“ Yeah, I’ll take the next exit. ”
Tom nodded in response, sinking back against the car seat.
Gustav took the next exit, pulling into a cozy looking rest stop. Georg’s eyes opened as the engine turned off and the car stopped. Slowly each of you climbed from the car. You parted from the boys, walking into the girls bathroom, leaving the door to shut behind you.
Just as the door was about to close, Tom caught it, slipping in behind you. He quickly followed you into the bathroom stall, catching you by surprise.
“ Jesus.. You scared me. ”
“ Shh, be quiet. ”
Tom reached down hastily unbuckling his belt, before shoving down his baggy jeans. His hardened cock sprang out, standing tall against his lower abdomen. Tom’s hand reached for the hem of your skirt, pulling it upwards, baring your lace white panties to the cool bathroom air. He could see the damp mark in the fabric. It was pure evidence of your arousal. His free hand reached downwards, his thumb grazing over your clothed clit.
You felt a jolt shoot up through, butterflies forming in your stomach. You watched quietly as Tom tugged your panties to the side. The head of his cock edged against your entrance rubbing teasingly against your clit. Small whines left your lips as Tom teased you. With no warning he pushed into you, earning a loud shocked moan to fill the bathroom.
Tom’s thrusts were urgent, his hips pushing up against yours. Your hands pressed against the cold bathroom stall wall in a desperate attempt to stabilise yourself. Your attempts however were futile, you could barely even catch your breath as Tom moved inside you. His fingers dug into your skin helping to move you in tandem with his thrusts.
Your moans grew louder as your orgasm neared. It all felt too much, Tom’s thrusts were so fast, so forceful, but the fear of being caught added to it all. You couldn’t help yourself as your orgasm crashed over you.
Your eyes clenched shut, your nails digging into the fabric of Tom’s sweatshirt. He felt your walls clench tightly around his shaft, your body completely milking him of all he’s worth. A groan left him, a chill running up his spine as he filled you with his cum.
With gentleness Tom slipped from you, tucking himself away before tightening his belt and straightening out his clothes. Once he was tidied he reached out to fix your disheveled state. With gentleness he pulled your panties back into place before straightening your skirt.
“ Go check and see if the coast is clear, ja? ”
You gave a soft nod before leaving the stall. You pushed open the bathroom door, popping your head out, there was no one. Turning back to Tom you shook your head, holding open the bathroom door.
You walked back to the car in silence, luckily Georg and Bill had yet to arrive back. You climbed into the back seat getting situated before Bill came back with Georg.
You grabbed a blanket from the Car floor, wrapping it around yourself before curling up against Tom’s side. As you got comfortable the other boys filed in, and Georg started the car. He pulled away from the rest stop leaving what you did with Tom behind while they were none the wiser.
The call dropped leaving Tom with an unfamiliar ache in his chest. Gently he tucked away his phone letting it sink deep into his pocket. He threw an arm around the girl he sat beside, he didn’t even know her name, he didn’t want to know it. She was just filling a space, your space.
Her lips found Tom’s neck, but still his mind was elsewhere. What was he doing? What had he just done? He had discarded you like garbage for a girl he didn’t even care about. The guilt was already creeping in before his phone had even gone cold from your call, but he pushed it down. He wouldn’t let it bother him now.
-
Weeks passed and loneliness was beginning to creep in. The girls Tom filled his bed with were nothing like you. They were bland with no personality, they simply were whoever they thought Tom wanted, he hated it. He yearned for someone real, not for a mirror of his own desires.
Deep down he missed you, he missed your realness. He missed you.
He turned over to face the girl beside him in bed. He reached out a hand, grasping her shoulder before he began to shake her until she woke.
“ Mm’wha? What time is it? ”
“ You need to go. ”
“ But.. But it’s the middle of the night. ”
“ I said leave. ”
Tom’s voice was cold, his words harsh, but he didn’t care. Simple he turned over ignoring her as she dressed in silence. Her exit was punctuated with a harsh slam of the bedroom door followed by footsteps descending the staircase.
Slowly he reached a hand out, searching for his phone. When he found it, he typed a number into the keypad, your number. His phone rang for a few moments until the call was picked up.
“ Hello? ”
“ Hey, it’s me. ”
You knew that voice as soon as you heard it, and it sent a chill up your spine. It was without a doubt Tom.
“ I miss you, can I see you tomorrow? ”
“ Tom, no, I moved on. ”
A cold laugh left Tom’s lips as he listened to your words.
“ You’re joking. ”
“ I’m serious, he’s good for me. I have to go, goodbye. ”
“ Wai- ”
The call dropped before Tom could get the words out. Quickly he redialed your number, desperate to reach you.
“ This customer is unavailable. Please try again at a different time, goodbye. ”
Tom swore, throwing his phone at the wall. You were gone, and he had let you go. It was all his fault, everything was.
As he laid alone a single tear fell down his cheek.
boyfriend!sid jenkins x pregnant!reader x ex boyfriend!tony stonem
word count: 1, 100
contents: Angst, mentions of pregnancy
mentions: @fallout-girl219
part one, part two, part three
“ Jal, it's serious, come over now! ”
She met your plea with a huff, before hanging up the call. Thankfully she was at your door within the hour.
“ This better be important, I have to practice. ”
You didn’t even meet her words with a response, instead grabbing her by the wrist before yanking her up the stairs to your bedroom. You turned to face Jal, your expression grim and serious.
“ What? Has somebody died? ”
You didn’t respond, simply staring for another moment.
“ God what happened, who died?! ”
“ No one fucking died! I’m pregnant! ”
Silence filled your bedroom.
“ You’re pregnant? ”
You met her question with a hesitant nod.
“ It’s Sid's? ”
Once again you hesitated.
“ It’s not? ”
“ I don’t know. ”
“ How do you not know? ”
“ I slept with Tony too.. ”
Jal wanted to strangle you in that moment. She had never liked Tony, he had a reputation that preceded him. He wasn’t good for you, or for any girl for that matter. Sid wasn’t her top pick either, he was obsessed with Michelle, or at least used to be, and he was more or less pathetic. Either way, neither choice was great.
“ How far along are you? ”
“ I haven’t been to the hospital. Will you go with me? ”
Jal reluctantly agreed to go with you to the clinic. Grabbing her coat before following you out of your flat. You walked down the street in silence together arriving at the clinic after a few minutes. Luckily they had a free spot available, allowing you to walk back almost immediately.
Jal sat at your side as they prepared you for the scan. Within moments your tiny baby was shown on the pixelated black and white screen. It wasn’t much, you didn’t even know the gender, but you could feel your whole world stopping.
“ It’s too soon to know the gender, but that’s your little baby right there. We’ll go ahead and print you out some pictures, okay? ”
“ Thank you. ”
You left the clinic, the sonograms clasped in hand.
“ So who are you going to tell first, Tony or Sid? ”
“ I.. I think Sid, right? ”
You looked to Jal seeking affirmation in your decision.
“ He’s going to freak. ” There was a pause before she spoke again. “ And you really have no clue? ”
“ No Jal! I have no clue! ”
You didn’t mean to lash out at her, it was just the stress of it all.
“ Don’t shout at me, I didn’t get you pregnant. ”
A small huff left your lips before you apologized to her.
“ I’ll figure it out. ”
You gently reached out, pulling Jal into a tight hug. Jal left you with a pitiful smile before leaving you standing alone on the pavement.
-
Your knuckles wrapped against the front door, announcing your arrival. You waited quietly on the doorstep fiddling anxiously with the strap on your purse.
After a few moments the door swung up revealing Effie standing in her school uniform.
“ Y/n, Hi! ”
Effie and yourself had always remained close regardless of your relationship with Tony. You were well aware of how she felt about you and her brother, and needless to say she thought you could do more than better than him.
“ Hey Ef, is Tony in? ”
“ Yeah, he’s just upstairs. ”
She moved aside from the entryway letting you in without protest. Her eyes followed you as you climbed the stairs until you inevitably disappeared down the hall.
Tony’s eyes flickered up from the book in his lap as his door creaked open, figuring it was his parents once again on their way to nag him, but then his eyes landed upon you.
“ I thought Sid was keeping your fancy now? ”
“ Tony.. I’m not here for that. ”
He met your denial of him with an eyeroll. His eyes followed you as you came to sit at the foot of his bed. Tony slinked over to you, sitting down beside you. His hand reached out, brushing the hair from your neck. His head dipped down, lips brushing against your neck.
“ Tone, stop, ” with gentle hands you pushed him back. “ I’m here to talk. ”
“ Here to beg me to get back with you? What, did you figure out Sid isn’t so great? ”
“ Tony just shut up! For once in your life it’s not about you! ”
Tony sat back on his bed, a smug smirk on his face.
“ I’m pregnant. ”
The smirk dropped from Tony’s face, all of his smugness dissipating. Tony had gone completely silent.
On the surface he was silent, completely blank. Underneath it all he was panicking. His mind was racing a mile a minute, was the baby his, why didn’t you tell him sooner, how would he be a father?
After a few moments the silence was broken, “ Well. That’s.. news. So whose is it? ”
“ I.. I don’t know. ”
For a half a second Tony’s face breaks. His jaw tightens and twitches, a small flash of jealousy in his eyes. The next moment it’s gone, his jaw unclenches and his expression relaxes.
He was panicking under the surface, the not knowing was worse than anything.
“ Right, so you’ve been busy. ”
That small sentence angered you more than it should have, before you could even think your hand collided with his cheek breaking the silence in the room.
You left soon after, leaving Tony to deal with his new potential of being a father.
-
You didn’t bother going to Sid’s instead you rang him.
“ Hey, can you come ‘round, we need to talk. ”
“ I’ll- I’ll be there in a bit. ”
Sid grabbed his coat, hurrying out of his house. He knew it was never good when a girl said they ‘ needed to talk ’.
Your mom let him in, letting him up to your bedroom. He found you sitting on your bed, your shoulders slumped, your hair unkempt, holding something small in your hands.
“ Hey, I’m here. ”
He watched as you quickly tucked away the small item, hiding it away from him.
Sid came over to your bedside, you looked utterly depleted. Quietly he sat in front of you, taking your hands in his.
“ What’s the matter? ”
Tears immediately welled in your eyes threatening to spill over.
“ Don’t be mad. ”
“ I won’t be. ”
“ I’m.. I’m pregnant. ”
You hadn’t meant to cry, but Tony’s earlier comments haunted you along with Jal’s disappointment. You felt utterly wrecked.
“ You’re.. You’re what? ”
Sid’s hands dropped your own, his face immediately beginning to pale.
“ I.. I need a minute. ”
Sid pulled away, quietly standing before stepping out of your room.
The minutes passed and he had yet to return. Quietly you cracked open your bedroom door, he was gone.
contents: Fluff, small angst, mentions of car accident, small mentions of cheating
You couldn’t quite place how you ended up in an abandoned warehouse looking over car crashes with a group of strangers. You didn’t even know if you were at the correct address, there was no sign, no flyer, just a plain door. Reluctantly you pushed open the door, walking into the dimly lit space. There stood a group of people, presumably car crash survivors, much like yourself. You hesitated before fully stepping inside, coming into view under the old warehouse lights, you only recognised one face, Vaughn. He was tall, almost imposing in his stature, the clothes he wore were dark and practical. He always held a certain exhaustion in his gaze, but it never showed past his eyes.
He had been in the hospital the day of your crash, coincidentally visiting another survivor in the hospital. He invited you out to one of his meetings as soon as you were out of the hospital.
“ Y/n it’s good to see you here. I have to admit I’m surprised to see you here. ”
You responded with a soft nod and smile.
“ I thought it would be good for me. ”
“ It will be the best thing you’ve ever experienced. ”
Vaughn guided you forth, his hand resting on the small of your back. He led you into the center of the group, leaving your eyes to wander the fellow attendees. There stood a tall dirty blonde man, he had a crisp tailored suit on with a blazer to match, he was James. Stood next to James was a slender blonde who carried a certain poise about her, his wife Catherine. Adjacent to the couple was a slim brunette with a short bob and bangs, her clothes were practical much like Vaughn’s, Doctor Helen Remington. Beside Helen was the final member, a messier version of the blonde seen before, Gabrielle. She had her hair styled in two messy braids, but more attention pulling was her leg braces.
“ This is our newest member, she’ll be joining us from now on, treat her well. ”
You greeted the group with a gentle smile and a small wave before sitting down.
Across the way, sitting three seats down was James. His eyes caught yours as soon as you entered the space. You were dressed modestly with a turtleneck sweater and ankle length skirt, leaving you to be hidden away from everyone.
He knew he should be paying attention to the presentation, but he couldn’t pull himself from you. There was something so alluring about you that he couldn’t quite place. In any other circumstance it would be wrong for a married man to have such a wandering eye, but in the group, all was accepted.
-
The meeting came to an end not too soon after the clock struck ten o’clock. You stood from your chair, gently pulling on your jacket before collecting your bag. You said goodbye to Vaughn before making your way to the door, but as you reached out for the handle another hand beat you to it.
James stood at your side, opening the door for you.
“ Allow me. ”
“ Oh thank you. ”
James let you walk out first before following after you.
“ How did you feel about your first time? I know it can be a bit much with everyone. ”
“ It was nice, I enjoyed it. ”
James smiled, responding with a small nod.
“ It’s late, let me walk you to your car. ”
“ Oh, I didn’t drive, I walked here. ”
“ Let me walk you home then. You shouldn’t be out alone so late. ”
You nodded leading the way to your apartment building. You made small conversation as you walked alongside James. The walk to your apartment wasn’t far, but still James insisted on making sure you got in okay.
You climbed the stairs to your apartment, walking to your door before unlocking it.
“ Do you want to come in for tea? ”
“ That sounds nice. ”
James followed you into your apartment, his eyes wandering the decor on your walls.
“ You can sit wherever you’d like. ”
Your voice carried out from the kitchen as you heated the kettle on the stove. James in the adjacent room sat down on your sofa.
Soon after he sat you came out, two cups of tea in hand. You placed one cup in front of him, and the other came to sit in your lap.
“ So, Vaughn mentioned your accident. ”
“ Oh.. ”
“ It’s nothing to be ashamed of, trust me. We all have experienced the same thing. ”
You gave a soft nod, your hands clasping onto your teacup.
James reached out a gentle hand, resting it on your knee. His thumb gently stroked your soft skin silently urging you to speak.
“ I don’t remember much of it, it all happened so quickly. I was pulling out into the intersection, and I guess the woman had just run the red light and slammed into me. They said she didn’t suffer anything major, just a few bruises. ”
“ ..And you? ”
“ I got burnt from the airbag, but I guess my car had flipped and they were forced to cut me out of the car. I don’t remember any of it. ”
“ Is that the reason you’re so covered? ”
You gave a small defeated nod, your eyes flickering down to your tea.
Gently James hand cupped your chin, racing your gaze to meet his.
“ I’m sure you’re beautiful. ”
“ I don’t feel it anymore. ”
James shook his head, setting aside his cup before standing. He held out a hand to you, his eyes looking down at your sad small figure on the sofa.
“ Come show me. ”
With hesitance you took his hand, leading him to your bedroom. Quietly James sat down on your bed, watching as you moved into your wardrobe. After a few moments you came out dressed in only a short silk nightgown.
James was awestruck, how could such a beautiful woman want to hide herself? Not only were your scars proof of your survival, but they were beautiful.
You had fresh burns across your chest and they climbed the length of your neck. On your legs and arms were deep cuts and bruises, presumably from the paramedics having to pull you from the wreckage.
“ You look extraordinary. ”
Slowly your eyes rose from the floor, meeting James’ gaze. You knew he saw something you couldn’t, he saw beauty behind the chaos.
James stood from your bed, walking over to you. His hands came to rest on your silk clad hips.
“ You look perfect like this. ”
“ You are a poor liar. ”
“ I would never lie about this. ”
Reluctantly a smile slipped across your lips. James hands lifted your jaw, making you meet his gaze.
“ I promise you are stunning. ”
“ Thank you. ”
“ Come to the next meeting, I promise it will do great things for you. ”
“ I’ll be there. ”
James responded with a nod, leaning down to press a kiss to your supple lips. He left you after he parted from your lips, leaving you standing alone in your bedroom with a warm feeling growing in your stomach.
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