Compromise
Request: Can I have one with Hayes where u tell him u get so scared of him doing all that stuff on motorcycles and u cry and he feels bad and y'all talk about it and make compromise :) love ur blog
a/n; this is really bad, I’m sorry.
Word Count: 323
Pairing: Hayes Grier X Reader
Y/N’s P.O.V
“Babe, I’m heading out with the guys to ride bikes.” Hayes told me once he stuck his head in the room, I looked up from my computer and nodded, holding back the urge to say something. “You okay?” He furrowed his eyebrows slightly, stepping further into the room. “Yeah.” I mumbled, looking back to the screen in front of me, “don’t lie.” Hayes pointed an accusing finger at me, slowly making his way towards me.
“It scares me.” I gave in, watching as he looked at me, confusion pulled across his face. “What scares you?” He inquired, pulling a stool over to be sitting next to me, “when you go do all these stupid things on the dirt bikes.” I waved my hand, proving my point. He laughed under his breath at my choice of words. “Why?” He sighed, playing with my fingers in an attempt to calm me down.
“What if something happens to you?” My voice cracked, making his eyes shoot up to mine. “Hey.” He mumbled, putting his hand under my ear, his thumb landing on my cheek. “Nothing’s gonna happen.” He assured me but I shook my head. “But something already has!” I pointed out, remembering how panicked I was when I found out he was in an accident and I wasn’t there for him.
“Well, it won’t happen again.” Hayes stated, as if it was set in stone, but it’s not. “Hayes.” I sighed, “Y/N.” He mimicked, frowning when a tear fell from my eye. “Don’t cry over it, baby.” I let out a humorless laugh over his statement. “Kinda hard not to, Hayes.” I retorted, going to wipe at my tears, but he beat me to it. “We’ll compromise?” He offered, to which I nodded, going on to explain what specifically scared me the most. He agreed to stop doing those things as much as he could and I agreed to try not to worry so much.


















