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Obey Me brothers x reader (relationships not really defined)
Word Count: 3,200
Summary: When the boys start pulling away and refuse to tell you why it only makes sense to pull away too. But when you decide to leave the Devildom will they be too late to apologize and explain?
Warning: Hella angst (happy ending bc I can't handle the sad endings), misunderstanding/miscommunication, replaced!au, my goal was that the mc wasn't a push over....idk if I succeeded
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It hadn't been long since the new exchange student had come in. Only a couple of months. A couple of months of a slow decline of your relationships with the brothers. They slowly started leaving your texts on read, only to be found an hour later in a cafe or bookstore with the new student. Mammon would ask them for help distracting Lucifer. Satan would ask for their help pranking Lucifer. Asmo would ask them for their opinion on his outfit. The ache in your chest was so strong and so heavy. At some point, it was just impossible to deny it. You had been replaced.
It was honestly a stab to your pride looking at the fondness that poured from Lucifer's eyes when looking at them. Ironic isn't it? The avatar of pride destroying yours.
You understood, really, it's nothing new to say that when you meet someone new it's exciting. The truth is you could hardly fault them. The new student was a fast friend for you too. So you stayed back, you continued to bring Lucifer coffee in the middle of the night and pet Belphies head as he slept. But then the days got later.
6 months had passed since the new student arrived. 6 months of subtly being pushed away until you just felt numb. You'd wake up before Lucifer and leave for school before the brothers had left their rooms. You'd make it home before the brothers and if you ever wanted to leave after that? Well, you'd just have to come to terms with the fact that they weren't hounding you about where you going much anymore. On the rare occasions where one or two brothers would join it was obvious things weren’t the same. The distance was easy to see.
It's not like they were mean, far from it actually. Simply indifference sat behind their eyes. But nothing further. Levi would ask them to be player 2. Beel would share food with them. Not you. No fights over you, no conversations. You sat silently at the dinner table. No one noticed. It was like you were only roommates. That’s what hurt the most.
You were plagued with thoughts. Haunted with the question of how the new student was so much better, because if the brothers didn’t hate you then that was the only reason. You were no longer special.
And then the anger surfaced, a wrath that could rival Satan. You wanted to rip the door off its hinges and scream. Desperate for someone to blame. You blamed yourself, you blamed the new human student, you blamed Barbatos for never telling you the utter heartbreak you'd go through just a year after you'd met him. But ultimately you blamed the brothers, each and every one of them.
You gave everything you had to them, heart, soul, mind, life. And not long later you’re regarded as expired food. No. You’re worse. Beel would still eat expired food.
It took months to love them and it took months for them to trust you. A "Lowly, weak, insignificant human" they'd call you. Death is always around the corner. And just a couple of months go by for them to fall at the new student's feet.
It got to be too much, you'd drift between Purgatory Hall and the Demon Lord's Castle. Every week, anything to not have to look at them. Simeon tried, he really did, to give you some semblance of the relationships you lost. Luke was ready to fight 7 of the most powerful demons in the Devildom.
And thats when you decided to leave. You missed the sun rising and setting, you missed the seasons. You missed them. And two of those you could get back. If you just left the others behind. You talk to Diavolo and Barbatos and then you came up with a plan, leave Purgatory Hall, go to the Hall of Lamentation after the brothers have left, gather your things, and wait for dinner. It was a long waiting game, your heart bursting out of your chest at any unusual sound.
Everything was packed in suitcases when you walked back down the halls, staring at the crack on the ceiling from that one time Lucifer didnt tie Mammon up right and he fell. You longed to be able to go into Lucifer's room one last time but it was long before you left when he replaced the curse not allowing you in. You walked into Lucifer's office and you just sat, breathing in the lingering scent of ancient books and stale black coffee. You looked all around longing to go back to 8 months ago, but you just wanted to go home. Hours after you packed up you found yourself back in your now empty and lifeless room. You sat in the middle of the naked bed in your bedroom, tears streaming down your cheeks.
Heart tearing into shreds, every scar that had appeared was ripping open. Salty tears overflowing your palms and dripping down your wrists. You stared at your suitcase, sat nicely in the corner waiting to roll out of the place you called home for almost 2 years. You didnt know how long you sat there or when the brothers got home, you had long dried of tears when the knocks came rapping on the old wooden bedroom door. You quickly walk into your bathroom hoping whoever it was wouldn't care enough to search further.
"Y/N? Lucifer wants to know when youre starting dinner!"
Of course he'd send them. Too busy to ask you his damn self. Not even bothering to ask why you're home again.
They call your name one more time before turning the knob and walking in. One more strained call of your name leaves their mouth before running footsteps sound down the hall.
They call out to Lucifer saying you left. It's cute, they almost sound panicked.
In hindsight, you probably could have used that panic of the new student as a distraction but you were exhausted. All the tears taking the energy and pulling on your eyelids. You take a moment to try to hide in the bathroom.
You could hear everything, all 7 brothers and the new students' footsteps rushing into your old bedroom.
"Where'd Y/N’s things go?" Mammon asked.
A slap sound echoed against the walls and a yelp. "Obviously, they put them in the suitcase dumbass!" Levi yells.
Still, after everything the cruel names at Mammon make you want to resort to violence.
"Wait so Y/Ns leaving!?" Asmo almost shrieks.
"Why?" Satan asks
The bathroom doorknob jiggles and a part of you wants to lock it with a charm but then they'll know youre in here.
Hesitant footsteps walk in and your heart sinks.
A shakey voice calls out, "Y/N I know you’re in here please come out so we all can talk." Lucifer says.
Lucifer, avatar of pride, shaking at the thought of you leaving? No, impossible, can't be.
But maybe? His breath gets just barely shakier and you step out of hiding. Tear streaks and raw cheeks are on display. You put on a brave face but it was obvious you were hurting.
“What?” You ask, trying to seem unbothered by the intrusion but you just sounded defensive.
“What? Seriously? Do you have nothing to say to us Y/N?”
You carefully walk around the group and clutch onto your suitcase handle, “Why should I give any of you an explanation when none of you have had a real conversation with me for months? Why should I owe any of you anything?”
"What are ya talkin' bout, Human?" Mammon asks.
You look up into his eyes and you can tell he's not happy about this decision. But they could have stopped this. It's not like you were asking them to only care about you. Or to ignore their lives. You just wanted them to see you.
You wanted Luci to check on you at night when you're studying and bring you a snack. You wanted to have a baking night with Beel where he'd eat all the batter before it even made it to the oven. You wanted Satan to read you to sleep. Or for Mammon to sit on your bed whining that studying sucks and that he shouldn't have to because of his new money-making scheme.
It's not a lot to ask for Asmo to do your makeup and have a weekly spa day like you used to. Or for Belphie to still take comfort in you and sleep on your lap during movie nights. And Levi never needs a player two these days. You wanted them to love you again.
So you’re just left, not even cast out. Just invisible. But now that they see you…you’re mad.
It took you to almost leave and now they're upset. Almost begging for an answer.
"What am I talking about? None of you have had a genuine conversation with me in months. You all want to be around the new student but did any of you realize that I was being pushed away? Did any of you realize that you stopped caring where I went every night? I tried to talk to you about it but I just got talked over. And at one point, I just gave up. I'm not an exchange student anymore. I came back and I can leave. So I will."
You clench your fist around the suitcase handle so hard I might just break it.
Lucifer steps closer to you and the others stood behind him, “You can’t just leave, Y/N. You’re the human ambassador, you have a job here.”
You scoff, “Is that all you care about? How this will look on your reputation, no, on Diavolo's reputation? I should’ve expected that.”
Lucifer's eyes widen and for a second he looks…scared? But his face quickly goes blank.
“I’ve already made arrangements with Barbatos and Diavolo for me to leave so if you think that argument with somehow persuade me you're wrong. Now, if you’ll excuse me I have to go.”
“No, you can’t!”
Your head snaps back and you see Levi pushing passed Lucifer, “You can’t leave!”
You scan his face, trying your hardest to look indifferent but you can feel it slipping. “Why?”
“We didn’t mean do! We thought you didn’t want us smothering you so we backed off. I’m so so sorry.”
There the last of your indifference goes. “What are you talking about?”
"This is my fault." All the brothers turn to face the door and reveal the exchange student. None look nearly surprised enough by this confession.
They twiddled their thumbs and look to the floor. Even though they look so small, them trying to see innocent boiled your blood just a bit.
“What do you mean?” You ask.
"Remember when we had that conversation during our studying session? How you were saying it was getting annoying to have to be guarded all the time and not have alone time?"
You tentatively nod waiting for them to continue. Satan picks at his cuticles and Beel looks oddly nervous.
"Well I told them that, and at the time I didn't know you didn't mean it. Not totally at least and then…" they trail off.
"So we gave you more privacy…and freedom," Belphie says something for the first time
You step back to look at all of them, " So you're telling me that one one-off comment I made amongst all the times I said how much I loved all of you and how you didn't need to change…made you treat me like a ghost?"
"It hurt, I think that's why we never listened…we were hurt," Beel says.
"We were all hurt." your eyes look up into Asmo’s champagne eyes," And we should've asked, especially after all you've done and all we've been through. We're so so sorry." He wraps his arms around you but you remain stiff, unsure what to think.
Asmo releases you and you see Lucifer looking at you again, “We are sorry.”
You never thought you'd see the day Lucifer actually apologized for something.
"But-what about Lucifer's door? I used to be able to get in but it won't let me in. And Levi, you never ask me to play anymore. Beel, you share your food with them, you never do that. Satan you've been asking them for help pranking Lucifer. It doesn't make sense."
Lucifer steps closer to you and you look into his beautiful crimson eyes, they soften when they meet yours. "Mammon," his eyes shift to the demon and glares, "found out that if he brings an item that means enough to you it unlocks my door."
"Like those voice unlock diaries?" You ask without remembering you’re talking to a bunch of demons. They all look at you in confusion.
"I guess I forgot to inform you, love. I've been trying to find another spell that would work but nothing does unless you want to prick a finger every time you want to enter."
You look to the others, hoping they'll explain your other questions.
"Lucifer wouldn't suspect them, besides you said you didn't want to be involved if itd affect your relationship…and they would," Satan said.
"They've been helping me beat the level we got stuck on. You gave up but I didn't. I'd like to play it with you but it got boring." Levi grumbles.
You look to Beel, "You said I had to get better at sharing. Im trying." He whispers and…you did say that, didn't you?
“But what about Belphie usually you sleep in my room or on me. You haven’t been? Or Mammon, you’re always distant when you would go out with me, you never hang out with me anymore. And Asmo, you never invite me over for makeovers or spa days like you used to.”
Belphie looks into your eyes sadly, “You haven’t been home for a couple of months, I sleep here a lot.”
“More like every night,” Levi grumbles.
“Mammon?”
“If ya didn’t want to be smothered I thought you wouldn’t want me around since I’m ya know…always around.”
Asmo wraps his arms around you out of nowhere, startling you a bit but you can’t help but melt into the affection “I didn’t want to ignore you! You’re my beautiful Y/N! But they said you probably wouldn’t wanna do our spa days anymore.”
You slowly step away, all the new information sinking in and your bones chill a bit. “You all took one comment and used it to isolate me so far to the point my heart is broken and I almost left my home. This was a misunderstanding and I know that but you all should have known better. This will not be easy to fix.”
“We’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to you Y/N. “ Satan says and they all, including the exchange student, nod.
You bite your lip nervously and scan all of their eyes. "You should've asked." You hesitate for a second, “But I’ll stay if you won’t do that shit again.”
A chorus of ‘We promise's fill the room and you can feel parts of your heart pull together but it will be a while before it’s whole again.
"Does this mean I don't have ta avoid Y/N anymore?" Mammon asks.
Involuntarily your lips curl up, "No Mammon, you don't."
He lets out a groan and pulls you into his arms, "Finally! I missed ya."
He goes ridged and pulls back, quickly backtracking his words, " I-I mean not like MISSED ya just like I dont like when I can't do my job and I couldn't-"
"Mammon?" You cut him off.
"Yeah?"
"I missed you too." And pull him back into the hug before he could say more.
“Hey! We missed Y/N too!” Asmo whines and pulls me into his arms, inevitably bringing Mammon with me.
All the brothers, including the ever-composed Lucifer, join in for the hug, and for the first time in months there's laughter in the House of Lamentation.
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Mammon, Belphie, and Levi have fallen asleep on your bed, Beel was left sitting asleep on the floor after a TV marathon. Lucifer had reluctantly gone back to his office and Satan had gone back to his room with Asmo getting his beauty sleep in his room. You had called Barbatos earlier to tell him you were no longer leaving.
You sigh as the credits roll once again and look to your bed from the desk chair your sat on. Despite the pleas from the brothers you didn't really wanna be suffocated in a cuddle pile. With no room left on your bed, you turn off the TV and head to the living room.
Opening the doors you see the other exchange student sitting on one of the couches hunched over and clutching a mug.
Taking in a deep breath you wondered if you were mad at them or just mad at what happened. As you look at them you come to the realization it's both. They didn't have the right to speak for you and pretend for months that they were innocent every day you saw each other at school. When you would tell them the brothers were avoiding you, how much it hurt. It may have started innocently but they took advantage of it.
With determination in your steps, you approach them and their eyes look up at you. A heavy breath leaves their lips and they almost look pitiful from the guilt in their eyes.
"Y/N… I didn't want to interrupt but I'm so sorry."
You sit in an armchair next to the couch and level with them, "You're sorry?"
They nod and you scan their face for a second, "What exactly are you sorry for?" You ask.
"I'm sorry for telling them, I know it wasn't my place."
"So you aren't sorry for pretending it wasn't your fault that they were avoiding me? You aren't sorry for telling Asmo I didn't want spa days anymore? Or taking advantage of the time they didn't spend with me?"
They look at you shocked and frozen. They flounder for a while but you don't give them time to find an excuse.
"I don't really care why you did it. If you ever try to separate me from them again they won't take it lightly anymore and neither will I. It would benefit you to remember that they are seven of the most powerful demons and I am not just a human. We aren't friends and I do not value your company anymore. You betrayed my trust and used me. Don't do it again, this is a special opportunity so don't waste it."
You rise from your chair leaving them behind, scared and guilty. You forget about sleeping on the couch, not wanting to be around them after all your anger surfaced the more you spoke.
As you got back to your room to see four of the boys in your room you decide that a cuddle pile sounds like exactly what you need after these past six months.
Climbing in bed Mammon wraps his arm around your waist, holding himself to your back and you grab Levi's hand. If you make any more contact you worry he may implode. You sigh and relax into the affection you so desperately missed and you can feel more of your heart piece back together.
And if in the morning you see the new student eating breakfast alone and Lucifer smirking you don't question why.
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Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
The moonlight peaks into the apartment through the blinds. I didnt bother turning on the lights when I came home. I didnt see the point if, in the end, I know I’m going to break down. The pressure of the decision thats been weighing on my chest is finally too much. I slam my door shut as the tears fall from my eyes and trap my bag in front of it. I always knew I would have to choose. I knew I’d have to break a heart eventually but I let myself live in the bubble that I would be able to keep this life forever. The walls of my perfectly built fantasy are crashing around me and I dont know what to do.
I crash down on my couch, sobbing into the soft fabric. I clutch my blanket tight to my chest as the moonlight makes lines on my face. My sobs are eventually interrupted by my stomach growling so with a heavy head and heart I drag my feet to the kitchen. I brew up a cup of tea and look around for a delivery menu.
Just as I take a sip of my tea my front door opens to reveal my two loves.
“Jesus, it’s fucking dark in here!” Calum shouts as he trips over my bag.
A smack echos against the walls followed by a yelp before Lilah’s voice speaks up, “Don’t shout, what if she’s sleeping?”
Cal opens his mouth to reply but I beat him to the punch. “I’m not asleep.”
Their eyes snap to me and take in my form. My loose sweater almost slid off my shoulder and my hair stuck to the tear trails I didnt bother to wipe away. I stand in front of their eyes nervously.
Lilah rushes over and pulls me into her arms. As soon as her arms circle around me I latch onto her. Sobs wrack my body again as I fall apart from her warmth.
Lilah pulls away and places her hands on my cheeks, “Love, why the tears? What’s wrong?”
I open my mouth to speak but my tongue gets tangled when I look into Cal’s eyes. I cover my face with my sleeve-covered hands as my tears fall.
"Baby, please tell us what's wrong." Cal pleads as he pulls me into his arms.
A take a couple of deep breaths, breathing in the scent of his cologne. "I don't want to hurt you two," I whisper.
"What?" Lilah and Calum ask in unison. If it were any other time they'd be arguing about jinxes.
"I have to choose eventually and I don't want to."
Calum sighs as he combs his fingers through my hair and I tighten my hold on him.
"Why don't we go to the couch and talk about this? Maybe turn on a light or two." Lilah suggests and not two seconds after me nodding Cal pulls me to the couch.
Lilah sits next to us and that's when I see they actually brought food. My emotions are such a mess I actually think for a second I might cry at the sight of the restaurant logo.
Lilah grabs hold of my hand and pulls it to her lips. "We chose to be in this mess with you. This isn't just your weight to bear."
Calum continues to brush his finger through my hair and I look up into his eyes, "No matter who you choose we're still your friend."
I shake my head vigorously as the lump in my throat starts to surface again. "But I don't want to choose that's the problem! I can't choose."
Calum and Lilah share a smile before they look back at me. "What if you didn't have to?"
I swear my heart stops, "What?" I croak.
"Lilah and I were talking earlier and, well, both of us are falling in love with you and there's really no reason you have to choose if you don't want to. We both want you and if you want both of us that'd be amazing."
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Today, like most of my days recently is being spent next to Calum on my couch. I’m not complaining, far from it. His presence is comforting, if safety could be a person it’d be Cal. Every day he has off work is spent in my apartment. Honestly, at first, it was annoying how much he refused to be near his roommates but now I don’t think I’d give it up if I could. I’ve come to cherish these days with him. I’m just scared I won’t get these if I choose between him and Lilah. Two people who have given me so much of themselves and put themselves in a situation that could lead to heartbreak just to be with me. I almost feel guilty but then I look at Cal or Lilah and I realize I’ve done the same to myself. If I lost one of them, I might break.
Thankfully I’m pulled out of my quickly spirally thoughts by Cal handing me my cup with his ever-present grin. “A water for the dehydrated pretty lady.”
I let out a giggle as I hold the cup close to my chest, “ I’m not always dehydrated.”
“When was the last time you drank water?”
I look down into my cup looking for an answer and quickly come up with nothing, “Fine, you win.”
“Nope, I only win if you drink all of that and let me get you another one.”
I roll my eyes before chugging the water and handing it back to him as he stands back up. “Thank you, Sunshine. Now pick a movie and I’ll go make us some popcorn.”
I grab the remote of the coffee table and scroll through movies before quickly landing on a horror movie. I smile to myself as Cal returns with the popcorn and groans when he sees the movie on the tv.
"Why'd you gotta pick a horror movie? This was supposed to be a cute couple day."
"You can cuddle me if you get scared." I tease.
He takes this as an invitation and curls up next to me and wraps his arms around me.
"You're warm, it's comforting." He says before tucking his face into my neck.
"You're cold." I giggle.
"But I also give the best cuddles in the world so don't complain."
I wrap my arms around his back and snuggle closer into him. Calum presses play and the movie begins. The movie starts out slow and then, like many other horror movies, the characters anger me.
"Hello" Yeah, because the murderer is totally going to respond to you" I roll my eyes.
Cal giggles into my skin and I run my fingers through his hair. "Why do they always do that?" He asks.
"I don't know-don't hide in the closet! I was in there for years it's not comfy!"
Cal looks up into my eyes and smiles at me, "Baby they can't hear you." He teases.
"I know that but they anger me, just call the damn cops. I can see why the murderer wants to murder them now"
Calum lets out a laugh and grabs and handful of popcorn before throwing it at me. "Shush, I can't even get scared when you're yelling at it."
I stick my tongue out at him playfully and look back at the tv. Cal rests his head back onto my chest. The movie drones on and just as I'm starting to regret my movie choice I look back at Calum.
His lips are parted slightly and his cheek squished against my skin. A whisper of a snore leaves his mouth and I reach for the remote. I shut off the tv before snuggling back into Calum's arms. I let out a content sigh and let myself enjoy the bliss of being held by him.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
The front door of my apartment opens to reveal lilah, her grin shining and lighting up the entire room.
“Hey, pretty lady!” I shout from the couch.
“Heya! Guess what your favorite person brought!" She cheers.
"I didn't know you knew Spencer Reid?" I say, lazily scrolling through Netflix.
“I thought I was your favorite person?” she mock pouts.
I turn to look over the back of the couch at her, “Are you Spencer Reid?”
She rolls her eyes at me and holds up the pint of ice cream in front of me. I narrow my eyes at her.
“What flavor?”
She turns the container around and I quickly see that it’s chocolate ice cream.
"Never mind you are 100% my favorite now."
"That's what I thought, love."
I excitedly grab a spoon from her hands and she plops down next to me on the couch. She scrolls through Netflix for a minute before landing on the “perfect” movie. We dig into the barely melted ice cream, sitting wordlessly as the movie plays but my focus is always taken away. I keep looking back at her. The way the light of the TV bounces on her skin makes her look almost ethereal. She meets my eyes and gives me a smile and I swear my insides melt. She looks back to the movie and we go back to sharing the ice cream. She stares blankly at the screen, obviously lost in thoughts. I pause the movie and look over at Lilah.
After a couple of seconds, she comes back to reality and looks over at me.
“Where’s your head at babe?”
Her brows furrow, "What? Oh, nothing. It’s fine."
I look down at my spoon as the light of the tv reflects off it.
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
A dry laugh passes her lips as she avoids my eyes, "Have you ever felt so strongly about a person that it fucking terrifies you?"
“Yeah, I have”
“B-because I’m feeling so many things and I don’t know what half of them mean and they’re so scary. I don’t know if I want to keep feeling them or run away but to be honest they feel kinda nice. But like also it’s scary to think about what could mean for me I mean-”
I reach out to hold her hand as she takes in a deep breath.
“Y/N I think I’m falling in love with you. And it’s terrifying.”
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
All-day I’ve been a flurry around the kitchen. The cashiers at the grocery store have seen my face at least 4 times today because I always end up needing something I didnt know I was out of. I woke up at 6 am for this woman and not for a single second have I regretted it. After hearing her talk about her awful day I went home determined to make it up to her. Seeing her cry was the worst thing I’ve seen in months. At that second I made a promise to myself that I would do anything to prevent those tears from falling again. Ive made a whole plan for today. I just hope she likes it.
As my phone chimes with a text from Lilah saying she just parked my heart starts racing. I wipe down the counter and check the oven once more before the doorbell interrupts my rambling thoughts. I hurry to remove my apron before almost sprinting to my front door. I open the door to see Lilah standing with a small smile at the doorstep.
“You could’ve just walked in you know. You usually do.”
“Yeah but what’s the fun in that when I get to hear you run to the door.” She giggles.
My cheeks heat up and I wordlessly step aside to let her in. The oven timer chimes and I rush to take the muffins out to cool.
“You made muffins?” she asks softly staring down at the muffins still in the baking tin.
“Yeah! I also made chocolate cake cause I know you love it but rarely get it for yourself. Pizza is on the way and Harry Potter is on the tv when youre ready. I know how much you love those movies. I also got some bath bombs if you wanted that because you always say my bath is way better than yours even though I’m not entirely sure how true that is.” I ramble while placing the muffins on a cooling rack.
She stays quiet for a moment and I look up to be met with a pair of watery brown eyes, “Oh my God tears. What’s wrong? Is it too much? Cause we can totally do something different if you want. I mean I can always give the muffins to-”
My words are lost as her lips lock with mine. I freeze for a moment before melting into her hands and leaning into the kiss. My hands rest on her hips before pulling her closer. We pull away after a few seconds and I look back into her eyes.
"So I take it that it's safe to assume those were good tears then?"
She chuckles and rests her hands on my cheeks, "No one has ever made this much effort to make me happy in my life. Thank you."
The words I couldn't have possibly begun to form die on my tongue when I see the sincerity in her eyes. The care warms my heart in a way I’m unfamiliar with. Her eyes gaze into mine with a warmth that I never want them to lose. I could probably spend hours looking at them.
Her thumbs rub against my cheeks before her smile grows wider. “You have frosting in your hair, Love”
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
Summary: Y/N has worked at this coffee shop for almost a year when her coworker makes a group chat. Little did she know that would lead her into so much trouble.
