Warnings- Seeing how much of an asshole and abusive Jake was and the stark differences life with Curtis is now.
A/N- I had a shitty day, it put me in a sad mood. This is me just making it feel a little better somehow. Much love always.
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“You make it such a job to be with you sometimes Y/N.” Jake sneered at you as he came into your shared bedroom, his glance looking you up and down as you stood waiting for him at the edge of the bed. Your fingers plucked nervously at the soft yellow nightie you bought today for him, making your gut tumble and your chest ache that you had disappointed him.
“You don’t-”
“No, you should change.” He whisked past you into the closet to change out of his suit. You felt tears well up as you went to do as he said. All day you had anticipated this night, he had been sending you flirty messages all day with the promise that after his outing with other business associates, he wanted you.
You were so excited all day, had spent hours at the mall finding just the right nightie to surprise him with and you felt everything in you crumble cause you messed up. Why didn’t you just go with the tried and true that always turned Jake on?
Seemingly getting yourself together, you changed out of the yellow one, stuffing it back in the shopping bag while dashing to your dresser to go for the one he always claimed he liked…
You know, if you lost ten more pounds, then it would actually fit comfortably. But now you squeezed into it, glancing at the closet. “How was your time out Jake?”
“Fine.” Came a clipped tone before he stepped back out. Beautiful Jake, he never worried about his body with his fine toned abs on display.
You could almost time Jake by his time at the gym, daily as he once teased that he had to go every day cause his “girl had some extra cushion” at your first dinner party you did for his business associates and clients.
You perched on your side of the bed, watching him cautiously as his gaze roamed you again, this time approval in his bright blue eyes. “That’s better Y/N. You know I like red, it’s a sexy color.”
“I’m sorry, I was just trying out something new.” You plucked at the too tight red outfit. An oversized hand cupped against your cheek, digging into pudge your cheek just a bit so you could feel him.
“You don’t have to Y/N, I like this one. Why can’t you just buy another like this?”
You blinked up at him, letting your hands settle on his touching you. An attempt to have him soften a bit, but you didn’t push any further than that.
“I promise to return it tomorrow Jake.” You smiled in your attempt to make him happy.
“Well what’s done is done… doesn’t really matter now.” He shrugged it off, letting go to turn off the lights on the nightstand. Jake pushed you back into the pillows, laying himself over you to kiss you, his hands groping at you in the dark.
“Honey? Where you go?” You felt the memory fade away, Curtis standing across from the table as he set his lunch box down by the sink and shrug off his jacket.
“Oh I- I guess you caught me by surprise.” You shrugged with a smile, pushing your reading glasses back up your nose while glancing down at the pile of papers you had spread across his dining room table.
Rolling up his sleeves, Curtis prepared to wash his hands free of the grime that came with working on train engines all day. “All I said was you looked damn good Honey?”
As he was washing his hands, you pushed up from your seat to wrap your arms around his middle. He smelled so good and you let your cheek rest against his back, between flexing shoulder blades. He tensed a second but relaxed in your hold. “Well, I’m just in my comfy at home clothes Curtis.”
You felt him flex with his movements, pressing your face into his plaid shirt and giving a kiss affectionately between his shoulder blades. Curtis turned off the water and grabbed a towel to dry his hands as he turned in your hold, facing you. “Honey-” He tossed the towel on the counter to hang up afterward, his clean warm hand coming to cup your face in a gentle touch.”You are wearing your comfy in my home clothes.”
You couldn’t help the grin that spread on your face, the slight wrinkle of the tip of your nose that made him break out in a grin as well. “They are the same ones as the ones at my own apartment. You like that I'm wearing them here?”
“Oh very much so Honey, it is one of my favorite outfits of yours.” Curtis's thumb and forefinger gripped your chin lightly to tilt you up to press an affectionate kiss to your lips. “How about you finish up those papers and I will start dinner quickly and jump in the shower.”
You pressed in closer, relishing the feeling of being loved right here in Curtis’s kitchen. “You go on up, I can get it in the oven. I’m almost done for tonight.”
