lovebomb ♡ chapter three: everyone gets gay off tequila!
♡ series | jack abbot x reader x samira mohan ♡
⇢ summary: after finally agreeing to go out with trinity's work friends, a night out goes seemingly well for all but two...
⇢ warnings/contains: poc!fem!reader, reader uses she/her pronouns. readers contact name is star, reader is a lead guitarist in a famous band. swearing. suggestive language. very little to no use of y/n (just not a personal fan of it, therefore use of it will be limited to nonexistent). does not follow the exact plot of the pitt (therefore some characters may seem a bit ooc). this story follows both smau and written plot. most if not all is written lowercase (with the exception of texts).
⇢ a/n: tysm for all the love on this series so far! it means so much to me that you guys are enjoying this fic, especially since it's the first smau i've ever done.
written plot at the bottom!
trinitys pov
your pov
trinitys pov
getting ready with trinity and dennis was more fun than you had expected. as soon as you had walked into the apartment, dennis was handing you a pregame shot, stating that trinity had made him.
after you had sat your overnight bag down in trinity’s room, you all decided to get ready.
music was playing on a speaker you had gifted her for her birthday last year, while you all got ready.
dennis had finished getting ready first, and proved to be a very kind and helpful man. helping you get your hair the way you wanted it, while you did your makeup.
“you nervous?” dennis questioned, his focus on combing the products you handed him into your curls.
“maybe a little,” you licked your lips, “only for trinity, she gets anxious when I met people in her life.”
“I can imagine why.” he nodded softly.
you hummed, getting lost in your thoughts. trying to figure out how you planned on doing things tonight.
should you ignore samira and jack? no, that would be too obvious.
should you confront her? no, definitely not, that would be worse than ignoring them.
dinah was right, being polite but not overly friendly would have to do it.
“yo! are you guys ready yet?” trinity yelled, pulling you from your train of thought.
after several more shots had been taken dennis had called an uber and you guys were on your way to the bar.
both of you deciding to give her a minute, before she let out a huge breath and smiled.
“alright! It’s now or never,” she huffed, “let’s do this before I back out.”
she pushed open the door and walked in, dennis holding the door open for you as you walked in behind her, dennis following not far behind you.
trinity’s eyes scanned the crowd before finding the right table, slowly making her way over.
you sent a nervous smile to dennis, causing him to send you a soft smile and wrap his arm around your shoulder for comfort.
“party’s here!” trinity exclaimed excitedly.
the group looking up and smiling, one at a time they all got up a greeted trinity and dennis with hugs/shoulder pats (curtsy jack.)
you immediately clocked samira and jack, as much as you hated to admit it, they looked like a couple out of a magazine.
jack looked good for his age, like.. really good, not at all the old man you had been expecting. maybe that was ageist of you, however in your experience most people in that age bracket didn’t look like that…
samira, was another surprise, you fully expected her to be ugly, maybe that was just you projecting your beliefs of ugly on the outside and inside regardless, you actually couldn’t help but get irritated at how attractive she was.
honestly, all things considered, had you not already disliked samira for what she did, and jack by association, and had you met them randomly, you would 100% try to sleep with them. That thought, pissed you off even more.
“Alright, well.. everyone, this is my best friend.” trinity introduced, your name falling from her lips.
a small smile graced your face as you gently waved at them, glad that dennis hadn’t let you go yet, his body weight on your shoulders providing a sense of comfort to your anxious demeanour.
“hi! It’s so nice to meet you! I’m victoria,” her smile lighting up her whole face, “mel and I are huge fans!” She said pointing to the blonde next to her before pulling you into a hug.
“oh, wow,” you hugged her back, “that’s so sweet of you to say! It means a lot actually.” You smile at the two.
as soon as victoria let you go, mel was quick to be the next to hug you.
“are you kidding! stone cold summer is my favorite song ever!” mel informed excitedly, you could practically feel her vibrating with her excitement against you.
you let out a genuine giggle at that “well, I’m glad to hear it!” you reply as mel let go, “our label actually didn’t want us to even include it on the album.”
victoria and mel both giving you looks of shock and disbelief.
“that’s criminal!”
“are you kidding?”
they both exclaimed over each other, once again causing a giggle to escape you.
“uh yeah,” subconsciously nodding, “they didn’t think it would do well.” you explain.
“well jokes on them right,” trinity adds, “it’s on the the tops streamed songs on the album.”
causing everyone to laugh, out of the corner of your eye you see two figures approaching you, almost timidly.
“hey! it’s so nice to finally meet the person trinity speaks so highly of,” you look over at samira, jack standing right next to her with his arm around her.
“I’m samira, and this is my boyfriend jack,” she says patting him lightly on the chest, “it’s nice to meet you!”
she smiles, you return it with a polite smile, “and you as well.”
jack quirks an eyebrow at the change of tone and behaviour but introduces himself regardless.
“I’m afraid I don’t know your band but it’s nice to meet you.” he earnestly says, reaching out his arm.
you meet him halfway and shake his outstretched hand, another polite smile gracing your face.
“that’s alright, I wouldn’t expect you to.”
your reply causing both trinity and dennis to side eye you, dennis not use to seeing you like this in his time getting to know you, and trinity shocked and confused at your sudden switch.
after the introductions you all sit down and order drinks. as the night goes on you come to find that you love victoria and mel, they’re both so sweet, they honestly remind you of your band mates, a sentiment you tell them, which makes them both giddy.
you try your hardest to keep interactions between yourself and samira to a minimum, not enough to make faking it feel exhausting, but just enough to avoid arising suspicion.. or at least you thought.
jack abbot has always been an observant man, being in the military had made him that way, and years of working in the ed had heightened it.
he had immediately clocked your behaviour, he wasn’t entirely sure the reason why, but he did notice how you were fully engaged with mel, victoria, dennis and trinity.
then when it came to samira or himself, your body locked up, giving them a polite but not overly fake smile, your tone changing from excitement to even.
he had looked over at samira every time, could see the gears turning in her head, the overthinking, the anxiety, the overwhelming need to be liked creeping in on her.
he gently rested his hand on her thigh and squeezed, pulling her from the thoughts with a soft smile.
the moment missed by the rest of the group as you’d moved to the dance floor, at one point you had victoria dancing on you.
during this moment she had made a comment about living out a fanfic writers daydream, pulling a laugh from you.
she immediately began apologizing, stating that tequila made her lose her filter and ‘a bit gay,’ which pulled a harder laugh from you.
“tequila makes everyone a bit gay.” you replied with a chuckle, trying to ease her anxiety.
after that the rest of the night had passed by in a flash, and before you knew it you were in an uber again with trinity and dennis making your way back to their place.
not a single thought on your mind but grabbing something to eat and passing out in trinity’s comfy bed.
So the other day i was watching the neighborhoods live performance on jimmy Kimmel's show, it was absolutely fire they sang perfectly and all so i was like let's scroll through the comments and i was genuinely shocked, seeing all the hate comments. The song was lovebomb and it was the loveliest and then i see some people saying things like "why is jesse chewing a gum does he think that's cool" or "that's a huge step back" or "the song's so boring" blah blah blah. Whyy?💔
⇢ summary: when samira can't let things go, the situation reaches it's breaking point.
⇢ warnings: poc!fem!reader, reader uses she/her pronouns. readers contact name is star, reader is a lead guitarist in a famous band. swearing. suggestive language. very little to no use of y/n (just not a personal fan of it, therefore use of it will be limited to nonexistent). slight descriptions of self-harming behaviours (skin picking). light angst.
⇢ a/n: hey… how y’all doin… been a minute... but I’m back to regular scheduled uploads for this series. anyway, please let me know what y'all think if this chapter and the series as a whole, constructive criticism is always appreciated and if you had any idea's for the series feel free to comment or you can put them in my asks.
⇢ extra note: so with how busy i've been at work this week i didn't notice my tumblr glitched and this chapter removed from my scheduled posts for some reason? and because of that this didn't get posted on wednesday at 9am like it was supposed to be. (due to this i went back and made this chapter a bit beefier as an apology.) still expect another update tomorrow as well.
written plot at the end!
samira's pov
trinity's pov
you had been the first one to arrive at the bar, which had been very crowded when you arrived. Honestly, it was a miracle you even managed to snag a table but, you did manage to get a big enough booth off to the side for everyone.
you were early, a whole hour early actually. it wasn't intention by any means however, it gave you a minute to breath and let you think for a moment.
you were understandably nervous, well.. not nervous, more stressed and irritated. trinity had always made it very hard to say no to her, she didn't even do it on purpose either, you'd never been in a situation before where you felt wrong saying yes to her.
well you hadn't until now, now everything felt too chaotic. it felt like an impossible battle to win, on one hand you extremely disliked samira and would rather stay as far away from her as possible, and on the other you understood that trinity was now friends with her, not to mention they were coworkers.
in any other circumstance you probably would've already lost your cool on samira and distanced yourself, unfortunately you understood there are real consequences for trinity so realistically what could you do?
you'd been turning it over in your head and maybe the girls had been right, maybe you just need to tell her exactly why you do not like her however, tonight on a night out with drinking involved was not the time or place to do it, too many variables for disaster.
so, you decided you'd bide your time, be respectful but distant tonight and find another time and place for that conversation.
while you waited you couldn't help but think how odd the situation truly was, if samira had been any other woman she'd be the first you'd seek out in a crowd. you may be full of rage at what she did, but it didn't mean you were blind.
samira was breathtakingly gorgeous, in a way that made you take multiple glances at her from afar. it almost felt like a joke, she was your type in women down to the way her voice sounded like sweet honey to your ears.
and of course a woman that heavenly had a equally as attractive, successful, and seemingly attentive man on her arm, you couldn't help but roll your eyes at the thought.
the last man you'd let in your life was nothing like jack abbot, he'd been disloyal, greedy, unsupportive and now that you had the time to reflect on the relationship you'd realized that he was also extremely verbally and emotionally abusive.
there was a small part of you that was self aware enough, that realized another reason you were holding onto this hate for samira was that you were jealous. jealous that she had a man like jack, a man who from what you could tell based on your short time knowing that couple, worshiped the she walked on with such devotion it could make greek gods cry.
it was for that reason that you also couldn't help but watch the older man that first night, he was undeniably handsome sure, but he was also strong in a way that showed both dominance but also security. not to mention, there was a kindness in his eyes that you might not expect from a man such as himself.
all of these qualities made the man that much more attractive to you, which caused an even greater turmoil inside you. you'd never been the type of woman to think too deeply about another woman's man, at least not in the way you found yourself thinking about jack.
however, was it really that horrible if you had the same thoughts about samira?
"look at you," a very loud and familiar voice called out, you looked up from the table to see trinity and dennis walking towards you, "god that outfit!" trinity all but squealed.
you stood up to greet them, trinity pulling you into a tight embrace, the smell of sweetened alcohol was strong on her already.
"thank you trinni, you look amazing as well," you laughed, squeezing her just as tight, "you also smell like you had a pretty decent pre-game."
dennis laughed before you pulled him into a hug as well, "oh, you should've seen her," he chuckled, "if we hadn't left when we did she might've drank the whole bottle of smirnoff."
"yeah, sounds about right," you shook your head with an amused smile, moving to sit back down into the booth with both of them following as trinity grumbled in mock betrayal.
it wasn't long after that when everyone else arrived, stuffing themselves into the booth to talk for a bit before moving up to the bar to order their drinks.
it also didn't take long for you to notice samira's eyes drilling into the side of your head when she thought you weren't looking, there was a slight thrill inside you at her attention.
the more you drank with everyone the less tense you had become, and that was a dangerous state to be in, your filter had pretty much been non existent at this point.
your own personal interests outside of music being shared when prompted by victoria, inside jokes about trinity and yourself being shared to make dennis feel better when trinity mentioned their first shift together, and stories of your own childhood shared when mel asked.
you noticed there was just something about mel that made it so easy to share such vulnerable moments with, maybe it was how soft her voice was, maybe it was her calming demeanor, or maybe it was the alcohol, regardless it put you at ease.
so much so, that you noticed you weren't all that bothered by the presence of samira or jacks in the moment. however, again that could have been attributed to the drinks that kept being thrusted into your hands.
it didn't take long for trinity to reach her black out point, and when that happened she grabbed your arm pulling you to the dance floor.
samira's eyes had been glued to you all night, it wasn't even something she could help. it was like you were a magnet, pulling focus to you.
she couldn't help but notice you'd been in a better mood tonight, you weren't actively being rude or even as distant as when you had first met.
it striked both her and jack as odd however, while jack had assumed it was solely due to the amount of alcohol you'd consumed, samira took it as an invitation. you were in a good mood, which in her eyes meant that you'd be more receptive to finally having a conversation with her.
an idea she had whispered in jack's ear when the rest of you had been busy talking, one which he had shook his head at, not thinking now was the time or place for that kind of conversation.
unfortunately he knew his girlfriend well enough, and he knew that once she set her mind to something, she had a hard time letting it go. especially if it was something that was causing her anxiety to go wild, then it was entirely impossible to convince her otherwise, even when the logic he used or the points he made were right.
so, he kept his eye on both of you. watching how you interacted with samira, watched what samira was saying around you and vice versa, making sure that whatever temporary peace between the three of you wasn't jeopardized.
the last thing jack wanted to deal with as the only sober one was drama, not that he didn't care about his girlfriend or her worries, but he was old enough to know when to avoid unnecessary conflicts, and he especially want to avoid them on one of the very few nights he had off.
as he looked over at you and samira he couldn't help but appreciate how good you looked together, the sounds of your laughs sounded like the sweetest harmony, your smiles radiant, and his mind couldn't help but wander.
of course jack had always been a faithful man however, he couldn't help but think that you'd look good on his arm, if he was truly honest with himself, his mind went to a very greedy place. while he watched over the two of you, he thought of what it might be like to have both you and samira on each arm, what it would be like to have you both in the same bed....
he quickly shook his head, he shouldn't be thinking of you like that, not only did he have an amazing, talented, and gorgeous girlfriend, but he also didn't really know you still, not to mention the slight guilt that had crept in when his thoughts had drifted to another woman.
he started at you both for a brief moment and when his worries were calmed, he decided to look away and start up a conversation with dennis, figuring that everything was safe for tonight.
oh how wrong he was....
by 12:30am it was safe to say that everyone who had been drinking was hammered. by now mel and trinity had challenged two frat bros to a dance battle, victoria had gotten up on top of the bar when her favourite song, and you and samira had this weird unspoken truce that allowed you to dance together without things feeling uncomfortable.
or you thought you did...
the heat of sweaty bodies all around you had made the drunken haze feel more intense, the air sticky and musky, bodies crammed so close that people were bumping into you left and right.
not that you minded, alcohol made you less bothered by small inconveniences like that, as the bass bumped so hard you could feel it in your chest, the heat of samira's body was pressed against your front.
you found yourself lost in the moment as your hands ran up and down her body with the beat, almost in a trance with how hypnotically she moved against you.
you looked back towards the table for a second and briefly caught jack's eye, his intense gaze on the two of you had a slight heat running up your spine, he sent a wink your way before turning back his conversation with dennis.
you focus was pulled when samira turned and wrapped her arms around your neck, "will you come outside with me? i need some fresh air!" she shouted over the music.
you nodded slightly, she grabbed your arm and pulled you to make sure you stayed close to her.
when you passed through the door, the outside air hit you like a truck. the stark contrast from muggy heat to the cool breeze felt very sobering in the moment, it was almost as if something clicked into place and that mind-numbing bliss shattered.
it was then that you noticed samira was still holding onto you, her body heat being the only thing keeping you warm since you'd left your jacket at the booth.
"i feel like i should've dressed warmer." sher grumbled, your gaze travelling to her frame, the dress she had on was a short, tight, and cream coloured silk fabric.
you chuckled, watching as she wrapped her arms around herself, "yeah maybe..." the agreement coming out soft but amused.
there was a moment of silence that passed between you both, you looked down at the ground, awkwardly scuffing your shoe against the pavement.
"why don't you like me?" the question came out slurred but also oddly confident, you looked back up to see samira staring intently at you.
a slight huff escaped you, "what makes you think i don't like you?"
she narrowed her eyes at you, slight annoyance in her features, "don't answer a question with another question."
and just like that, whatever unspoken peace was broken, you could already feel the irritation seeping into your bones, "listen, this isn't a conversation we should have tonight." you sighed out.
"well, i can't just pretend everything okay." the statement landed worse than samira had intended, she visibly watched your back go up.
"mm, well we don't always get what we want do we mohan." the grit to your tone now evidently clear, you were pissed off.
"okay, seriously what's your problem?" her voice getting louder with her own frustration, "you don't treat everyone else the way you've been treating me!"
a humorous laugh escaped you, you shook your head in disbelief, "are we really doing this right now?"
"yes!" she shouted, her breathing harsher now.
"fine, i don't like, i haven't for a while," you shout back, "i'm sorry it's so hard for you to not have everyone like you but that's life sweetheart!"
the usual term of endearment jack had for her being used as an insult had her recoiling fast, it's not like you could've known that information but maybe that's why it struck her like a punch to the gut.
"why? what did i do to you?" her breathing now ragged with anger and anxiety.
you took a deep breath, pinching your nose as if that would do anything to help calm you down.
"it's not what you did to me, it's how you treated trinity." the explanation only further confused her.
"wh-what are you talking about?" she blinked, her mind drawing a blank to anything she could've done to upset trinity enough to cause you to be this upset on her behalf.
her confusion only proved to anger you more, "her first shift," you state, only to be met with more confusion, "when you told her she had an aggressive energy."
samira frowned, "that's it?" she asked softly.
"what do you mean that's it!?" you raged, "do you have any idea how badly that messed with her?"
"it was constructive criticism between coworkers."
"considering it made her cry, and rethink her position at your hospital, i'd say it wasn't very constructive." you laughed, you actually couldn't believe she didn't see how that could've been taken as an insult.
"what?" samira whispered, "she never told me that."
"yeah well that's trinity," you huffed, "she's not really big on sharing her emotions, and honestly why would she tell you, your comment just brought up her own issues."
the more you explained the closer samira could feel herself getting to a breakdown, the tears were already trying to escape.
"do you know how many people have made her feel like she's too much? told her she's too aggressive, too sarcastic, too much to love?" you roll your shoulders, "and your little comment on top of an already shiity day complelely torn her down."
"i didn't know.." samira whispered, unconsciously she had started to pick at the skin of her thumb, her anxiety getting worse by the minute.
"now you do," you grit out, "so yeah, i don't like you because the one time she needed the people around her to make her feel included and like she could be herself, she got told once again that she's too much."
once again you shook your head, anger rolling off you in waves as you walked back inside the bar. leaving a crying, shaking, and drunk samira standing outside on the dark and cold sidewalk, with quite a lot of things to agonize over....
