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I’ve lost this muse so I’m archiving this blog. I may bring him back, we’ll see.
She can’t tell him the truth – can’t tell him that yes, she was hopelessly and completely in love with him before, would have done everything she could have, even marrying him or thinking about children had he asked. But now it was a completely different story.
“No.”
Even saying it wounds her to the core but she has to. Has to make him believe that it’s not true, that nothing that happened between them mattered anymore. Her eyes make their way up his body and she likes her lips absentmindedly, memories of her hands all over them while the couple was tangled in between crisp white hotel sheets came to mind and it hurt. Allison looks away again, shaking her head as if to add to her point.
“No, I never did.”
Her words stung, more than they should. He couldn’t tell if she was lying or not but it still hurt. He thought that what happened between them was real, at least it felt so real to him. It was the first thing in his life that felt real. And he assumed that the feeling was mutual. A love this strong would have to be mutual. If it wasn’t why did it go on for so long? Why would she risk her career in SHIELD every time that she crawled into his bed late at night, every mission together spent fucking when they had free time? Maybe she was lying to him after all.
“I can tell when you’re lying Allie Cat.”
He said that with more confidence then he felt in his heart. A part of him wondered if she was part of the plan. If Garrett planted her in his life and now it was just another thing crumpling in his life. But he shook those thoughts from his head. That didn’t make sense because what he had with her was real and he knew it.
“Grant, baby, no.” She reaches up and kisses his face as passionately as she can, trying to convince him of the truth. “I love you,” she muttered in his ear repeatedly in between soft kisses all around his face. “Stop, stop thinking like that,” Allie finally tells him with a worried look at the tears in his eyes. “I do love you, Grant. You’re the only person I love with all of my heart.” His words sting Allison to her core. There was nothing more that she wanted to do than leave the past behind and stick around with him to fix things together. “—If it makes you happy I’ll stick around.”
He kisses her back but yet it still feels like this could be the last kiss between them. She’s giving him everything that he had asked her for -- to stay and yet it all feels wrong. He only wants her to stay if she wants to stay. He could never live with himself knowing that she was only there because she felt guilty. He wanted her happiness a whole lot more than he wanted his own. So he looked up at her concern and love shinning in his eyes. “I love you too. I love you a lot. I only want you to do what you want. If you need to leave, go. If you stay, I only want you to stay because you want to stay.”
“My husband is uniquely talented in taking even the most exciting opportunities and making them as mind numbingly mundane as possible.” Allison runs a hand through her hair as her legs are recrossed, a smirk on her face. “Includes events in the bedroom as well,” she mumbles under her breath before taking a long swig of her fresh drink. “Good to know. The less stress Richard has to deal with, the less stress we all have to deal with, trust me.“ Her head shakes a bit, the rest of her glass drained yet again before she orders a third.
He looks over at her and brows raise at her side comment. It wasn’t his place to ask about what she had meant about that but he was surprised. She was absolutely gorgeous and had she been his wife, she’d most certainly never be bored. He took another drink to stop fantasizing about his boss’ wife. If he found out that would mean his job and he’d probably never be able to find work again.
“No stress from me. But can I ask you something?” He inched slightly closer to her ordering another drink himself. “If you’re so bored here why do you stay?”
Her face scrunches up in anguish as her hands began to tremble. She’d done it again, she’d forgotten something else and this time it was with Grant. The heels of her hands pressed hard into her temples, Allie shuts her eyes tightly as she tries to remember the chain of events. He’d been there when she’d gotten her coffee, she was sure of it. He’d teased her for ordering something sugary and she’d ragged on him for getting the same thing. “No-no-no-NO!” She screams out loudly, whole body shaking with frustration.
He paused, scared at her behavior. He knew that this was because of her illness but hearing about her symptoms and seeing her symptoms were two very completely things and he knew that Jemma had been right. He should not have come. But a part of him still loved her, most of him still loved her. He knew that she owned his heart and that she always would. And even though they never married, he still felt that that whole “in sickness and in health” part of the wedding vows needed to apply to them because he should’ve never left in the first place and wouldn’t leave now. “Allie... it’s okay.”
Forever Begins Today
Allie is grateful for the break in conversation, a smile brightening her face at the kiss on the top of her head. God, she loved this man so much. Getting married to him would be the best thing to come out of her crossing over.
“Thank you, darling.” The grin gets wider somehow as she buries her face deeper in his arm before looking up at him. “I can’t wait to see you in them.”
He’s never been happy and he holds her closer as they continue to walk down the beach. He still can’t believe that the woman in his arms, one that he loves more than he ever thought possible, agreed to marry him. That maybe he could actually have happiness for once in his life and that was all because of her.
“Tomorrow first thing in the morning we should get up and just relax on the beach. It’ll be nice to get some sun and not have to be stuck in a base all day long.”
The sudden intensity between them surprised her, figuring Grant to be more passive in bed than anything else. A muffled groan makes its way past her lips as she drags him towards the bed, a finger hooked in the band of his boxers, leading him along. Lips make their way down towards his chest before she slips the rest of her fingers past the waistband, dragging down the thin material in an effort to get it off of him.
Grant follows her to the bed when she pulled him to it. He got the hint that she wanted his boxers off and he moved to help take them off before he gently pushed her onto the bed. He straddled her then his mouth never leaving hers as his hands roamed down her body. “Mm you’re so beautiful Allie. I want you so much.” He trailed light kisses down her neck before sucking on the sensitive part of it.
“—–Right.”
“I really don’t know where to go from here about this.”
Indefinite Hiatus ( except for threads in one verse )
I’ve made a decision about this blog. unless some thing changes, he’s going to be on hiatus. I am dropping all threads except for those in the Skye/Lincoln/Grant Rich Kids AU because I just don’t have muse for anything related to canon and I really love that verse. I will not be accepting new threads because I won’t have the muse for them. I’m sorry if this inconveniences any one, it’s just something I have to do for my sanity at this point. Who know maybe one day I’ll find grant’s muse again completely. You can rp with me though on my marvel oc.
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Me on a date: so, what do you think of Grant Ward?
Them: oh I hate him so much! He's a psychopa-
Me, stuffing breadsticks into my purse: sorry I have to go, immediately.
the nerd i reblogged this from has a quality blog & i recommend you all follow them.