Hii, could you write something about modern Daeron x reader where they are friends with benefits but both develope feelings for each other? Headcanons or a fic both would be fine.
Thank you for the request!
- Imagine you two met at an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting. His father forced him to go as he was tired of Daeron having terrible pr and wanted him to get better.
- Daeron is obviously there as a recovering alcoholic but you were just to help out and be a shoulder to lean on.
- Daeron talks to you and you two seem to click. He feels like you see him, not his alcoholism.
- You start spending time with him outside of the meetings like taking him to restaurants or art exhibits.
- You explore new hobbies with him and he learns he likes to sketch. Cooking also helps him, which is where the whole thing started.
- He invited you over to his apartment, cleaned and tidied up just for you. He cooked you a meal out of his thanks for all that you did.
- One conversation led to another and before you knew it you were in his bed.
- In the morning, you try to play it off as a lapse in judgement and that it won’t happen again.
- You continue to hang out with him, and by the next week, you’re back in his bed.
- Soon enough, a routine starts. You end up in his bed, you call it a mistake, you try to go back to the way things were, but you end up in his bed yet again.
- At first you felt guilty because it felt like you were taking advantage of Daeron, but as he continues on his sober journey, the guilt eases.
- You start finding yourself going to him biweekly for a bit of stress relief.
- The more time you spent with him, the more you started liking him. Once you realized you down bad, there was no going back.
- Daeron had become a constant in your life, one annoying little constant. Every interaction with Daeron had you overthinking things, questioning all his little movements.
- While you study him, you come to the conclusion that he just sees you as a friend, so you suck it up and push the feelings aside.
- Daeron, on the other hand, did not have the luxury of falling so smoothly. His dreams had been haunted by your smile for weeks before he showed up to that AA meeting.
- As soon as he walked in and you greeted him with your smile, he could feel his stomach drop and he knew he was doomed.
- The smile that appeared in his dreams now in front of him? It had to be a sign, he had to get to know you.
- It seemed almost too perfect that you were so willing to help him recover.
- Daeron immediately gets close to you. Your presence soothes him in a way nothing else does. Like alcohol never did.
- At night, the dreams aren’t as painful, but he still wakes up the vision of your smile at the front of his mind.
- With his newfound hobby of sketching, he draws you. Over and over he copies the shape of your smile, the slope of your neck, your hands curled around a steaming mug of coffee.
- He keeps this to himself, never letting you see the emotions that he’s sure are plain for everyone to see.
- When you two start sleeping together, and you repeatedly call the nights with him mistakes, he feels his heart cracking.
- Of course you would never view him like that. You’re just there to help him recover. Maybe he was never your friend but your charity case. Maybe his father set you up to this.
- Daeron spirals but there’s nothing he can do. While he wants you in every way possible, you only want him as a friend. He accepts this. All he needs is you in his life.
- After a night well spent with him, he turns to you, still dazed and satisfied. You smile at him and it’s so perfect it makes him sick to his stomach.
- He can’t help it then. He has to tell you. So he does.
- He sees your eyes change when you register what he just confessed. He thinks it’s disappointment.
- He quickly dresses and boots it out of your apartment before you can go after him.
- He wanders the streets, cursing himself for being such a fool. How could someone as beautiful and perfect as you ever love a pathetic man like him?
- He’s sitting on the sidewalk, staring at a bottle of cheap wine he recently purchased from the 24 hour gas station in his hands when you manage to catch up with him.
- You take a seat on the cement next to him and gently take the bottle from his hands.
- Daeron has his gaze focused on the road, too embarrassed to look at you.
- You reach out and tuck his unruly hair behind his ear, which turns pink at the contact.
- When he finally gains the courage to look at you, he stares desperately into your eyes. What he sees now is warmth.
- He is utterly and completely a fool, but he’s your fool, and you tell him that, and he starts crying.
- He’s never had something so amazing in his life before.
- The next thing he does is kiss you. It’s sloppy and wet and you think that was snot, but all his love is poured into you, and you pour all your love back into him.
- And you drag him back to your apartment where you warm him up and tell him to stop being an impulsive fool.
Thank you for reading! I may turn this into a one shot, it just depends on how well this post does first.
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