hiiii i was wondering if you could do a conrad fic where him and the reader are just friends, but one day conrad becomes super touchy, and you can’t figure out why. they’ve always been best friends, and have made physical contact before but things are different this time (like this time he’s touching intimate places like waist, thigh etc.)
you can choose if it ends in smut or fluff!!
TOUCHY, CONRAD FISHER.
You had met Conrad and the Fishers exactly three years ago.
It just so happened that their summer house in Cousins was next door to your family's, so the two families had become quite close.
But especially you with Conrad.
You both spent the afternoons together, sometimes you had breakfast at each other's houses, he even taught you how to surf and some things about sailing. It was the friendship you had always wanted to find, he was your advisor and partner in everything you did.
And that was never going to change.
Until one day he woke up and decided to be more touchy with you.
It was strange for you but because you didn't know the feelings that supported that change.
"Excuse me, y/n." He murmured, placing his hand on your waist to gently push you aside. You noticed the change in it because normally he would have just asked you to move, but you didn't give it any more importance than it should have.
But then when you were in his car next to him getting ice for the family meal, and after both of you had laughed for two whole minutes, he put his hand on your thigh, an action that made you freeze in place but you found it comforting to feel his skin against yours, so you didn't say anything.
The next time he made a move like that was that same night when you and the boys attended a bonfire party on the beach.
A boy was trying to flirt with you and forcefully invite you for a beer, which you kept refusing, and when you tried to find one of the boys to save you from the situation, you felt a familiar arm wrap around your back, leaving his hand on your waist.
"Take the hint, buddy, she doesn't want anything from you, get out of here." Conrad's hand tightened protectively on your waist and you watched as the boy walked away with a scowl on his face in frustration.
He stood in front of you and took your face in his hands, searching with his eyes for any indication that that guy had done something.
"Did he put a hand on you or something?"
You shook your head, dazed by his touch on your face and the alcohol in your body.
"No, I'm fine."
"Well." He gave a discreet, affectionate caress to one of your cheeks that he thought you didn't notice but of course you did.
Later that night, when you returned home, you were more sober so you began to compile all the times Conrad had been touchy with you and came to a conclusion that only he would confirm.
"Do you have feelings for me?" Maybe some alcohol was still running through your veins with the direct way your words came out.
"What?"
"You heard me." You were thankful that Steven and Jeremiah had decided to go in the car of the other Fisher brother who wasn't in that car with you. Or maybe they both knew what was happening.
Conrad looked ahead with a neutral face, and then pulled over onto the road.
After seconds that seemed like an eternity, he looked at you.
"Yes, I do have feelings for you, y/n." He replied under his breath, making yours quicken at the confession. "And you have no idea how much I want to kiss you right now with how beautiful you look."
You unbuckled your seatbelt, practically lunging at him to kiss his lips, somewhat clumsily but still the moment seemed perfect. His hands found your waist again, squeezing it with his fingers firmly.
His right hand went to the side of your face, brushing back the hair that was covering your face.
"God, you're beautiful."
You giggled and kissed him again, feeling his hands on your cheeks.
He has a girlfriend and Ruby tries to ruin it but fail and if you do smut can you add it at the end no pressure to do this.
THE PHOTOS, JAMES BEAUFORT.
A/N I changed Ruby to Elaine because I don't really see Ruby trying to ruin a relationship.
PAIRING James Beaufort x Fem!Reader
TW/TAGS Established relationship, kind of angsty, fluff? at the end. There may be grammatical and spelling errors since English is not my first language.
SUMMARY Despite all of Elaine's attempts to separate you from James, she never succeeded.
REQUESTS ARE OPEN | JAMES' MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST
You and James had been dating for months now.
While most of Maxton Hall considered you both the king and queen of the school, others simply did not accept your relationship.
By "others" I mean Elaine Ellington.
Before, she saw you as a friend or something close to it, someone she could get along with since your father was one of the most important businessmen in the place.
But all thoughts of getting along evaporated the second she saw you arrive at Maxton Hall holding hands with the boy she wanted.
From that moment on she promised herself that she would do everything possible to separate you both.
She went from trying to kiss James in front of you at a party, ending in him rejecting her in front of everyone, to her asking one of his friends to try to flirt with you and making you uncomfortable, which ended in James asking someone to beat the shit out of him, since he couldn't risk his reputation doing it himself, but if he could he would have broken the boy's face.
Faced with several failed attempts, Elaine was beginning to despair, but the idea of letting you and James be happy was never in her plans.
Until one day she had an idea.
Somehow he got a girl quite similar to you from the back and had pictures taken of her kissing another guy at a party.
"Perfect." She muttered looking at the photos on her phone. No doubt James would fall and finally leave you.
She walked through the halls to where James was with his friends, you were in a class right at that moment.
"Can we talk?"
James sighed, tired of the situation.
"No, Elaine, I already told you a thousand times that..."
"It's about y/n."
That certainly caught James' attention. He walked away from the group so he could talk to the blonde.
“What about y/n?”
"I didn't want you to find out from me but it seems fair that you know, I shouldn't play with you like that."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
She took her phone out of her bag and showed the photos to James, watching his every reaction, watching how his jaw tensed and how his breathing quickened.
"When did they take these photos?"
"Friday night."
James simply nodded and without saying anything else, he walked towards where Elaine assumed your class was.
She smiled victoriously and left, believing that James would break up with you in a few minutes.
But the next day all hope disappeared again when she saw you both arrive holding hands and laughing with each other.
As you both passed her, James caught her attention.
"Thank you for telling me about the photos."
"Next time make sure I'm not having dinner with his family when according to you I'm kissing another guy." You smiled with false kindness and both of you continued on your way.
Elaine, on the verge of having a tantrum, decided it would be best to wait until you both break up and be there for James.
Although that clearly didn't happen because you ended up engaged to him sooner than she thought.
Your hand turned the page you were reading in your magazine while Nick spent some time in the waves.
“But what a beauty I just found.” You looked up and watched your boyfriend grab his towel to dry his hair.
“Mr. Leister, how hot you look today.” You teased and he leaned down to take your chin between his index finger and thumb, kissing you softly.
“You're not far behind, precious.” You smiled and as he settled on the cot next to you, you closed the magazine and grabbed the sunscreen.
“Could you...?” He immediately nodded and positioned himself behind you. He poured a little of the product into his hands and began to spread it on your back, making you hum while you enjoyed the massage he began to give you and at the end, he gave your rear a small pat.
“Ready, love. Would you like to go swimming? The water is just the way you like it.”
You nodded and before you could even think about moving, he took you into his arms and started walking towards the sea.
“Put me down!” You laughed and he hummed negatively.
“No way.” In the end he lowered you into the sea, it reaching your waist making you cling to his body due to the sudden change in temperature. “I don't dislike this, huh.”
Nick laughed as his hands explored the entire length of your waist and back.
“You're out of your mind.” You giggled and kissed him lovingly.
"Sorry." You muttered, quickly getting up from the table where you were having dinner with Nick's family, including Noah and her mother.
Leaving behind a few confused glances and a couple of worried ones, the one who followed you first was Noah. On the other hand, when you got to the bathroom you threw up everything you had eaten that day in the toilet.
You rinsed your mouth and sat on the toilet, wetting your forehead with cold water.
"y/n, are you okay?" Noah walked into the bathroom and stood in front of you with a worried look, you smiled softly and nodded.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Did you eat something that was spoiled or something?"
By then Nick was already standing at the edge of the door listening and watching everything.
"No, I don't think so, I..." you stopped talking as soon as you remembered the dizziness you had that day.
And also the night you and Nick had gone to a party and that time you both felt too daring, doing it without protection.
And Nick seemed to remember that too because he looked at you with concern.
"Oh shi..."
The curtain of the temporary gurney where you were sitting with Nick next to you opened, revealing the doctor who had treated you.
"The tests only show that y/n has an iron deficiency and had food poisoning from something she ate, but other than that, you're not pregnant, honey."
You covered your face with your hands, feeling relief flood through your body. You simply heard your boyfriend thank the doctor but a comment from her made you look up.
"Here's a little gift so you don't come here afraid of bringing another member of your family into the world."
Even though the amusement on his face was noticeable, you couldn't help but feel your body flush from your toes to your head. Nick simply accepted the condoms with a sheepish smile.
His voice distracted you from your observation of the stars. Brian and you were on the hood of his car, observing the night sky.
"What do you mean?"
You watched his mind spin from your spot next to him, sitting as he lay on his side.
"I've been thinking about running away, leaving everything behind." He muttered, tracing a small scratch in the paint on the hood. "But I didn't want to leave you behind."
Your heart pounded between your ribs at the implication of his words.
You brushed a strand of hair behind your ear as his blue eyes locked with yours.
"Are you asking me to run away with you?"
"Would you like to?"
You leaned into him, your lips welcomed between his.
His hand ended up on the curve of your hip and yours on his cheek.
"Is that an answer for you, O'Conner?"
"Maybe a couple more would help me."
His smile lit up his face, which was caused by your giggle and your lips reunited again.
James Beaufort is the type of boyfriend who between classes would drag you into a lonely hallway with the excuse of wanting to kiss you because he "hasn't seen you in hours" even though it's only been an hour since he last saw you and he did the exact same thing.
James is the type of boyfriend who would love to see you in his clothes, especially his lacrosse team hoodie. He has even fantasized about fucking you with that same hoodie on.
James is the type of boyfriend who is protective but not possessive. Well, sometimes.
When a boy stares at you for longer than he should at parties or at Maxton Hall, he feel that feeling bubbling in the pit of his stomach.
But without a doubt he likes to feel that feeling of being able to protect you, that you feel safe with him.
When you have a problem and you don't know how to solve it, no problem, James will take care of it, don't worry your pretty little mind, as he says.
If Cyril invites both of you to a party, and you don't feel like going at that time, he will stay with you to keep you company. Nothing is more important than his pretty girl.
Just know that James is all boyfriend material and will do whatever it takes to keep you protected and loved no matter what.
Peter Parker likes physical contact, that's a fact.
Even though he's not that into PDA, in private he has to be attached to you no matter what.
Are you cooking? Fine, you can do that with him hugging you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder. Are you watching a movie? That's fine, he'll be lounging on the couch with his head in your lap and having you pet his hair. Are you cuddled in your bed and you need to go to the bathroom? Bad for you because he won't let go of you at all.
In public he will probably hold your hand or have his arm around your shoulders.
Kisses in public will be rare, although if he has to go to a class in which you are not present, he will probably say goodbye to you by giving you a kiss on the forehead or cheek.
Jason never liked celebrating his birthday, until one day he woke up with you covering his face with loving kisses and a big smile.
"Happy birthday, pretty boy, I made you breakfast."
The two of you had breakfast together while you told him about the couple of plans you had to celebrate with him.
And as a gift you gave him the edition of Pride and Prejudice that he was missing. Even though he had the money to buy it for himself, he loved that you remembered that detail.
"Thanks, doll, I loved everything."
He murmured at the end of the day, leaving kisses on your face, his hands fixed on your hips while you were laying by his side.
