Kyle’s eyes lit up when you walked in the room. A knot instantly tied in your stomach at the sight of him. Regret filled you and you wanted to back right out of the room.
Kyle skipped off to you, the cameras staying focused on the live stream still going on.
“You came,” his smile was so pure and innocent and it almost melted you once again. Almost.
“I’m not here because I want to be. I’m here because I made a promise, and I keep my promises,” you crossed your arms, almost feeling guilty as his smile fell. “I told Miles I’d come before we broke things off. Plus I’m always good to help out a kids charity.”
“You broke things off,” Kyle corrected. “I know I messed up but I’m sorry. I miss you. And I love you.” You froze. Your eyes locked onto Kyle’s to see if this was a ploy. “I know you loved me too. Even if you stopped, you loved me at one point.”
“I never stopped,” you said just above a whisper. “I’ve got to go,” you quickly excused yourself before Kyle could dive in any further.
Hey hey! So I noticed that there is no where near enough Josh Flanagan stuff in the community so I was wondering if you could write a short giggly/smutty tfw with him??👄
You started to giggle once again. You bit your lip trying to hold it back but Josh’s beard was perfect for getting right to your most ticklish and sensitive spots.
“Y/N,” Josh sat up from between you laughing, “Really?”
“I’m sorry! My thighs are ticklish and your beard is very tickley,” you chuckled.
“I’ll show you tickly,” he gave you a wicked grin before attacking your sides with his fingers.
Heyo, I'm currently dealing with a concussion after being hit with a tennis racket lmao. So I was wondering if you could do Geoff taking care of a reader with a concussion please and thank you!!❤❤
A/N: Hope you’re feeling better! Also thank you so much for requesting Geoff. I love writing him!
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“So you were out last week because you were pretty concussed on the latest Immersion we were filming,” Michael brought up as you sat on the Off Topic set.
“Yes. I don’t want to give anything away but let’s just say there were some projectiles, a timer went off too soon, and I got whaled in the forehead,” you explained for the people watching the podcast.
“Oh. I bet Geoff was an absolute mess,” Jack made a face.
“Oh, he was. He is the most relaxed guy in the world until a loved one gets injured and then all of his logic and reasoning just goes right out the door. He smothered me the past week but honestly it’s just too sweet,” you shrugged with a big smile on your face as you thought back to the past week.
“Geoff,” you laughed, wincing a little as your head throbbed.
“Yes?!” he stooped up straighter and rushed around the couch to hover over you with a look of worry.
You gave him a sympathetic smile and sighed at the look on his face, “Just please sit down with me and let’s watch something. You are going to make yourself sick worrying about me. I’m fine. Please.”
Geoff looked around the room, hesitating.
“I got soup and a nice fluffy pillow and water. I’m elevated and just took my pain killers. All I need is my boyfriend right now,” you pulled your feet back so he’d have room on the couch.
Geoff nodded, mostly to himself and he took the spot next to you. He pulled your feet into his lap and pulled the blanket so it covered the both of you. You gave him a smile and he massaged your legs softly as you flipped to the Food Network.
“You hate the Food Network,” Geoff remarked.
“I do not. I just don’t enjoy it without you so I never watch it without you. It’s no fun watching Chopped without you screaming at the TV,” you admitted.
“I do not scream,” Geoff frowned at you.
“Honey, I have seen men at the Super Bowl ten times less passionate about what they're watching than when you watch Chopped,” you smirked.
He made a face but didn’t argue any further. You weren’t sure if he knew you were right or was just focusing because this was a new episode.
“Well, if it isn’t the man himself,” you commented spying Geoff walking over to the set to grab a beer.
“Talking about how I had to baby you for a week?” he questioned putting a smooth facade.
“Baby me? Yes, I was babied but out of the two of us I was not the one pushing for it,” you raised an eyebrow at him. “You know it wasn’t me who decided I couldn’t itch my nose without a pillow fluff.”
Geoff made a face as everyone laughed. He waited for it to die down before he rebutted, “The doctor said it was severe and to keep a close eye on you.”
“I know. I know,” you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek the second the camera moved away from the both of you.
