◇ Pairing: Emma Skillpa X fem!Reader, John Skillpa X fem!Reader
◇ Warnings: passionate kissing, multiple personality disorder, fluff, angst, friends to lovers
◇ Summary: Y/n spends Christmas Eve with the Skillpa.
◇ Note: Another collaboration with @mrkdvidal1989. Fic of the new "event" 'From love to Love'!!! He wrote most of it... sorry, man.
She took a deep breath, holding her coat tightly closed to her body, a basket with food lazily hanging on to her arm.
The cold wind kept blowing right in her face accompanied by relentless snow, as she stood in front of the Skillpa’s house.
It was Christmas Eve so there was no one out in the streets but there she was, looking around with her body nearly frozen. A deep reason behind her gesture.
That day was way longer than she'd like it to be, as she yawned covering her face.
Nothing was happening, time in the bank flowing lazily with a couple of customers coming in every now and then.
Looking around she noticed only two workers sitting by their desks, talking and servicing customers.
It wasn't surprising, since the town wasn't big by any means. Barely ten thousand residents.
Getting up, Y/n straightened her back looking at her coworkers. Each sitting behind their desks, separated by little walls.
After a second she could see the jet black hair peeking from behind the thin wall.
A smile appeared on her lips before taking the right direction to head towards John's desk.
”Hey Johnny” She spoke up, startling him a little as he jumped in his seat. His brown eyes scanned her face before letting out a breath through his mouth.
”Y/n” He breathed out. ”You scared me.” he murmured softly while lowering his gaze shyly.
She giggled hearing his slightly shaky tone.
He was always like this, ever since she met him as a teenager. Quiet and not very outgoing, keeping to himself. Not bothering anyone.
Her eyes wandered around their work place before stopping back on the shy man
“Any plans for today?” she asked, playing nervously with the ring she was wearing, not taking her eyes away from him.
“Are you.. And Emma going to do something special?” Y/n asked with a kind smile, nodding at a coworker as he passed by… still waiting for any reply.
John shook his head slightly, stopping to work to look shyly at her, his gaze a bit low.. not really meeting her own “Nothing special, we planned just a dinner. She will cook… just an intimate and cosy thing.” he informed her with a tight lip smile.
Y/n nodded, still playing with her ring as she weighed her options, knowing well how John's disorder worked. Gulping through the knot in her throat, she gathered the courage.
”Can… Can I come too?” She whispered quietly, offering a small smile “I could help Emma with the food.” Suggesting quietly, she moved closer, looking him in the eyes.
John moved around, uncomfortably before she put a hand on his shoulder.
”I… I don't know.” He stuttered out nervously, running a hand through his hair. Y/n knew what was going through his head. He was wondering if Emma would like that, but… but Y/n knew that John would spend Christmas all alone. Without having any family members and friends, he'd have no other choice…
”Come on, Johnny. We're friends. Emma likes me too.” She encouraged him like she always did, being a little playful to gain his small, shy smile.
Getting up from his chair, John straightened his back, gaining a few inches to his height before looking her in the eyes with a smile.
”O..okay” He nodded, chuckling before she went in for a hug, embracing his thin silhouette.
Her feet started to bring her closer to the front door, her mind racing as thoughts filled her head. Who was going to open the door? Emma… John? She never knew what to expect while coming over, but that day.. was important. She had to, Y/n encouraged herself quietly.
Two knocks and quick but soft, muffled footsteps approached the door.. her heart beating faster with anticipation, her hands shaking slightly.
“Yes?” The front door opened, Emma tilted her head, watching her carefully, kind of surprised and confused “Hi, dear” Y/n smiled sweetly, looking her up and down “You look amazing! I love your dress and hairstyle” she complimented, entering the house after the woman smiled confidently while locking the door behind her “Thank you”.
The two women stood in front of each other, Y/n looking awkwardly before handing her container with food. Emma smiled back, a little unsure but grateful before letting her in.
She walked quickly to the kitchen, putting the basket on the counter, ready to prepare all the food and the table.
“What are you doing?” Emma asked quickly, staring at her curiously, a glimpse of annoyance in her brown eyes. Her hands on her hips and her head tilted in a scolding way “You are a guest, I can take care of this, honey. Go sit in the living room” she ordered with a soft scowl, still smiling to appear kind. ”John is getting ready, he will be down shortly.” She added.
Y/n nodded quickly, not wanting to upset her or anything so she headed to the living room, removing her coat before sitting on the sofa with an empty stare.
Her leg kept bouncing up and down, trying to keep the ticklish sensation under control.
The whole atmosphere in the house was always the same, but.. even after all those years, she still felt kind of scared but fascinated… and the feelings she had for John were stronger than any kind of fear she ever felt around Emma or him.
After seeing that the brunette woman prepared all the food, she could hear her steps on the stairs. Heels clicking against the wood as she climbed them quickly with grace. Unmistakably Emma.
With a smile Y/n waited for John, not too long, because only a couple minutes before the black haired man came down. His brown eyes lighting up as soon as he noticed her by the table. His footsteps were rather different from the ones before. Heavier, yet less confident and slower.
“Hi, John” the young woman quickly greeted, getting up with a brighter smile “You.. you look good” she complimented softly, knowing well that he was far too shy to compliment her first without being uncomfortable. She had no intentions of making him uncomfortable in any way, today.
“Thank.. you. You look beautiful as well.” He replied with a nervous chuckle before sitting by her side, glancing around the room before his chocolate eyes settled on her face.
“Thank you” she smiled, looking at how his Adam’s apple moved as he gulped nervously, his hands rubbing against his thighs.
Seeing his nervous gestures, Y/n chuckled quietly, getting his attention as he looked at her with a smile.
”What?” He asked in a shaky voice, making her shake her head lightly. ”Nothing, Johnny. Maybe.. maybe we should open the wine I brought? Emma left it on the kitchen counter.” She suggested biting her bottom lip nervously, earning a quick shy nod from him.
John got up, heading to the kitchen before he froze for a second, turning around.
”Shouldn’t we wait for her?” He asked, making Y/n’s heartbeat faster for a moment. Shaking her head lightly, she replied.
”Um… no, no.. she went upstairs to get ready, you know.. ladies need time to look beautiful.” Y/n said, trying to sound confident.. which apparently worked as he nodded, quickly heading to the kitchen and popping the wine open, followed by her.
His shaky hands reached for two glasses, filling them with the poisoning drink, handing it carefully to her… watching her sip before doing the same.
They kept looking at each other awkwardly while drinking, her gaze on him as he started to wander shyly, stopping on the ceiling… causing her to look there as well.
As the lighthead that she was, Y/n felt light and chatty after a barely couple sips of the strong wine, making John smile shyer as he watched her become bolder.
Her cheeks became more flushed, eyes more shiny as she chatted about the funny story she had.
Suddenly stopping with her words as John let out a relaxed laugh, one that she never heard before. Shaking his head he kept chuckling before turning his head, as he noticed that she didn't continue.
”Huh? What?” He repeated, cheeks turning red as well at the sudden attention he had from her side. Noticing the warmth in her stare, he almost squirmed.
“Nothing, just… love your laugh.” she whispered with a soft smile, moving closer to him while putting the glass down on the surface. John’s eyes scanned her shyly, his body moving carefully backwards till he gathered a bit of boldness, enough to take a step forward so that Y/n could now reach for him.
He gulped softly, watching his lovely friend as she admired his face, her hands rubbing his arms carefully, as to not startle him, while leaning closer and closer. Her breath now caressing his pale face.
”Wh..what are you…” John whispered, trying to stutter out a coherent question but stumbling over his words. Y/n smiled lightly, looking in his beautiful brown eyes before tilting her head up, and looking far above their heads with a chuckle.
”Look up.” She suggested quietly, which he.. eventually did.
A mistletoe, hanging right from the ceiling. John furrowed his eyebrows with a tight lip grin, trying to remember when he put it there. After a couple seconds realising that… it must've been Emma.
His brown eyes lowered slowly, jolting softly when she moved her hands on his narrow hips, her nose brushing against his.. the bold feeling taking over her body and mind, combined with the wine she drank, creating the confidence that usually would never come to her.
“Tradition, hmm?” Y/n whispered with flushed cheeks, looking for approval in his eyes before letting her gaze fall on his pink lips.
As soon as she moved closer, almost touching him… John's world stopped spinning for a moment. Waiting with anticipation for the upcoming moment, he froze, breathing deeply through his slightly parted lips.. before feeling hers on his own, fitting so perfectly like they never parted. Like they were made to kiss and never stop.
Her lips were soft against his, her movements slow… his eyes fluttered shut, stopping his attempt to reciprocate for a moment, as anxiety pierced his mind really quickly.
Only when Y/n’s hand pulled him closer, John let himself relax into the kiss, sighing quietly before he kissed her back, as well as he could. The sensation was very overwhelming, in a couple seconds John felt… a little weak, his mind becoming distant before suddenly blacking out, almost like he fell asleep.
Y/n’s eyes widened as she felt his hands move towards her hips, grasping them roughly before pushing her on the counter. Kiss becoming deeper, more passionate and bold.
His hands moved, letting his arms hold and hug her smaller frame while his lips moved quickly down her neck, making her shiver and squeak softly.
“John—” she breathed out, trying to push him softly away from him “So eager” She added, her voice filled with surprise at his unexpected behaviour.
A nervous giggle escaping her hips, feeling pretty shy now that he was acting that way… another squeak left her mouth as his hands grabbed the flesh of her ass while kissing her passionately.
“Slow!... Slow down” she shied away, meeting his gaze… both breathing heavily “Sorry, darling” a more feminine voice replied. Her brown eyes checking her out as she bit her bottom lip, nibbling on it softly not noticing or ignoring the shocked expression on Y/n’s face.
“Some more wine? Or do we start the dinner?” she asked her with a soft smile, pecking her lips again before walking back to the counter to prepare the things.
A soft smile on her face till she turned back around, meeting Y/n’s eyes “Come on, honey” she smiled brighter, making the young woman blush more before moving quickly to help her with the table.
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