Resident Sweetheart

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Can you pinpoint the exact moment you first fell in love? (happy birthday jen ♥)

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the last of his resolve disappears. he can forget what he’s done for a while, he thinks - pretend the hands that grip rosie like a lifeline, gentle but firm, have never done harm. her words have the echo of a promise in them, and james finds himself hoping this will be the first one that hasn’t been broken. he’s forced to look her in the eye since her hands are framing his face, and he listens intently. he’s somewhat reassured, but if he’s honest he really can’t remember how much she had to drink - or how much he had. he does, however, have very vivid recollections of other things, and he can feel his cheeks begin to warm somewhat as she moves on top of him, his hands automatically settling on her waist. “i want to touch you too,” he murmurs, his voice huskier than he meant for it to be. “i - fuck, it’s not that i want to wait, princess, it’s just…. i don’t know. i don’t think it’s a good idea to just dive in, you know?? even if we want to. i don’t know if you’d be, uhm, ready for it. i just - fuck. have you seriously never orgasmed before?”

Rosie bit her lip, looking down at him as she got comfortable in his lap, his hands on her waist followed by his words making her cheeks just as warm as his. She rested her arms on his shoulders, licking her lips and nodding along with his words. “What do you mean I wouldn’t be ready for it?” She asked, one hand moving up to play with strands of his hair, twisting them around her fingers, giving her something other than him to look at since she’s quite embarrassed by her inexperience. After a few moments of silence and her chewing her lip, she nodded, “Never had an orgasm before.” She confirmed, looking anywhere but his face, “I’ve tried, but it’s never happened for me.” Licking her lips once again, she looked down, “Is that lame? Is that why you think I’m not ready to do things with you?” Finally she looked back up at him, embarrassed and almost shy, “I think that’s why I’m really ready to do things with you, so you can make me finally do it... and you can be touched by someone other than yourself.”

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#i know she's not really broken but in some ways she is #{ maybe in another universe }

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Happy Birthday, Lina (thatweirdparamedicstudent) insp.

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Happy Bellarke Hug Anniversary ♥

he rests his head in the crook of her neck while she talks, arms around her firmly. he’s weak - but maybe that’s okay. as long as rosie was around to make him strong again, it was okay to be weak. so he just holds her and listens to her reassurances, heart swelling in his chest until it felt like he couldn’t breathe in the most beautiful way possible. “nothing good stays in my life for very long.” the admission is stark, and he continues like he hasn’t just aired his biggest concern. he lifts his head to search her face earnestly. “but you’re right. i’m going to do my best. and damned right, i’m going to protect you. always have. and - as long as you want me, i’m yours, princess.” her smile does things to his heart, and he can’t help but kiss her, just for a moment before he pulls away with obvious concern. “i don’t want you to feel obligated to do anything,” he mumbles, somewhat embarrassed. “i know we moved really fast last night, but…. that’s not how i want this to go. i don’t want to do anything in a hurry, or make you do anything you don’t want to just because you don’t want to say no to me or something.”

It breaks Rosie’s heart to hear the words, but she is determined to reassure him with any doubts he has, she wants to have him smiling, no matter how long it takes. She looks up at him, hoping he can see the sincerity in her eyes, “Maybe that’s been true up until now, but it’s not true anymore. I am not going to leave you, I’m not going to let you feel that you have nothing good anymore. I am here for the long haul, James. This is new for both of us, I think, and it’s going to be confusing and we’re both a little scared for the future, but I love you, and if you want the same things I do, we’re going to grow old together and I am going to do everything I can to make sure you are always smiling or at least happy.” When he kisses her, she kisses back, indescribable joy filling her heart at the fact that this is going to be something that she gets to do whenever she wants now. When he starts speaking again, she frowns, cupping his cheeks, “James, I will never do something I’m not comfortable with you, I promise I don’t and won’t feel obligated to do anything. I don’t know if you remember how much I had to drink last night, but it wasn’t very much, I was tipsy at most. Nothing I said last night was drunken babble. Obviously I want my first time to be more special than that, but the things leading up to that... I want to do all of it, you never have to worry about me not wanting to do something with you, and if I don’t want to, I will say no, I promise.” She took this chance to get up off her knees and move into his lap, straddling him so he wouldn’t have to lean down to kiss her, “I don’t want to rush everything either, but I don’t want to wait too long to touch you, be touched by you. For three years I’ve wanted to be with you like that, knowing I can makes me not want to wait long at all, but I’m also going to go at a pace that you’re comfortable with too. Like if you want to wait a few weeks, we can. I mean obviously we’re not going to have sex in this house but there are some things we can do here...”

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she drops to her knees and all he can do is look her in the eye, his eyes wide and vulnerable and scared. he can’t be sure but he thinks he may have let a few tears fall while she’s kissing him breathless - but it’ll be okay, he hopes, because she knows it’s hard for him. she understands. she’s always understood. and on top of that he’s sure she knows his hands are shaking harder than his breathing is after she pulls away, and he’s pretty sure she can feel them shaking when he reaches to brush her hair away from her face so he can see her better. “i don’t want to mess this up,” james confesses in a whisper. “i’m going make mistakes, rosie. i always do. and i’m going to do stupid shit, and i’m going to get hurt, and you might get hurt too. but…. i love you.” the words still taste strange on his tongue, like a gear that’s rusted from misuse - but he repeats them again, and it hurts and feels really fucking good all at the same time. “i love you enough to try as hard as i can, okay?? and i’m sorry for whatever happens ahead of time. i’d never hurt you on purpose.” he gives a breathless laugh, pulling back a little to wipe his eyes with the back of his hand. “yeah. like i said last night - it’s just not the same when you’ve got someone on your mind. i couldn’t do it. it felt wrong. in the beginning, i tried, but i just kept thinking about you. your smile, your laugh, the way you always looked so damn excited to see me…. and i couldn’t even kiss ‘em.”

She’s never seen him look so small, he looks scared and she can see why it’d be a little scary telling someone you love them for the first time, hell, she herself knows exactly what it’s like, though he had to know that she would return the words, that she would tell him that she felt exactly the same and always would. She smiles reassuringly up at him, showing him that it was okay, he didn’t need to be so scared with her. “You’re not going to mess this up, you’re not going to scare me away either. I may have never been in a relationship before, but I do know that no relationship is perfect, no matter how hard you try not to, you’ll hurt me and make me upset, and I’ll do the same to you, but we’re also going to make each other happy. Really happy, happy enough that the bad stuff won’t matter. You know, I’m less fragile than you think, James. You don’t have to treat me like I’ll fall apart underneath your fingers, I love you and I trust you and I know that you’re going to protect me, just like I’m going to protect you.” She wiped away the few tears that had fallen from his eyes, not able to stop the smile on her face, “I know I shouldn’t be so happy about this, but I am. Knowing that you couldn’t kiss anyone because I was on your mind kind of gives be butterflies.” She bit her lip and wished away the blush, knowing there was no use, he constantly caused the redness in her cheeks. “It also makes me happy knowing you never have to worry about that again, because I will always be here to kiss you, and more, you’ll never have to go without any of those things again because of your heart.”

his eyebrows furrows at the obvious distress in her tone, taking a step closer to the door. james had been right about to ask if she was sure when the door was opening, and he steps inside, eyes shut tight as he closes the door. “uhm - where are you??” he reaches out blindly, carefully, his fingers touching the fabric of the dress when he finds her. “oh.” (for a second, he almost laughs. only rosie would get herself into this situation.) this is…. not ideal. with his eyes closed he can’t see anything (no shit, right), so there’s not really a way to help her. after a moment of hesitation, he opens his eyes - it’s not really that bad, right?? he can’t see anything, and he’s just trying to help. “okay, you said - you said it was stuck on your bra??” james swallows hard and steps closer, suddenly extremely nervous.

Rosie feels his hands on her through the dress and she’s so relieved, she just wants to be out of the dress as soon as possible. She bites her lip, waiting for him to do something about the dress, though she’s sure he’s going to have trouble while he’s got his eyes closed so she’s going to be patient. She nods, before realising that he can’t see anything and instead voices her answer, “I think so, yeah. I just can’t get it off, I’m not really sure what’s wrong, I’m just assuming something is stuck on my bra. I just want it off.”

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