Not Anymore || S.C
Requested by Anon - I’ve been watching the Night shift recently and gosh that Scott guy is like the hottest dude on my telly, can you write anything for him? fluff, smutt, i dont care as long as it has him in it and you dont kill me or him?? gosh i need that rn thanks darlin ilysm Requested by Anon - 43 with Scott from the night shift please. But could it be Scott asking the reader? Love your work xx A/N – I combined two requests together, hope it’s okay <3 Characters – Scott x Reader Word Count – 535
‘Hey Scottie.’ You said cheery, he took in your appearance and the lack of coordination and noted that you were drunk. He stood aside and watched as you stepped in. ‘Are you drunk?’ Scott asked, you looked at him but had to blink a couple of times before he focussed. When the room started to spin you closed your eyes for a second before re opening them. ‘Maybe.’ You trailed out. You tripped up taking your shoes off and thanks to your slow reactions you were falling face first, until a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. Scott pulled you up, keeping your close to his chest, when you placed a hand on top of his chest you looked up at him. ‘You’re my hero.’ You said, going on your toes to kiss him. ‘Yeah, I know.’ He said rolling his eyes. When you dropped your head against his chest, he sighed before hooking an arm behind your knees and another on your waist, securing you before he started walking up the stairs. ‘Now let’s get you to bed.’ He stated as you made an incoherent noise.
‘Don’t worry I didn’t change you.’ You heard Scott say, as you looked down at his shirt on your body. ‘How am I in your shirt then?’ You questioned. ‘You stole from my washing and put it on before climbing onto the bed and passing out.’ He commented as he passed you a glass of water and pain killers. You smiled and thanked him as he walked out the room. ‘Your clothes are on the dresser, I’ll meet your down stairs.’ He said and pointed at the dresser where your clothes were folded neatly.
‘I’m sorry.’ You said as you entered the kitchen. Scott glanced at your over his shoulder. ‘About what?’ he quizzed. ‘Showing up here drunk, your just back from recovery and I came her steaming.’ You said truthfully, he just waved a hand as he turned back to the kettle. ‘It’s fine, nice to know who’ll you’ll come to if you need help.’ He said, you knew he was hinting at something ‘I’d always come to you.’ You said truthful. ‘You always seem to go to TC.’ He said, and you stood up, walking over to him. ‘Is that jealously I hear?’ You asked him, and he shook his head, handing you the cup. You took the cup before setting it down on the counter, grabbing his arms and bringing him in, when your lips connected with his. You placed your hands on the nape of his neck, pulling the small hairs that were there, he moaned as he placed his hands on your hips, pulling you closer, one moving up until it was entwined in your hair. You pulled back and both of you were breathless, almost gasping for air. ‘Me and TC were in the rangers together, that’s all.’ You said as you bumped his nose with yours. He relaxed and smiled slightly. ‘I’ve always liked you, but you were busy with Jordan.’ You commented, he looked down before smiling. His hands tightened slightly. ‘I’m not anymore.’ He said before he attacked your lips with his and pressed you against the counter.
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