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𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐬

(rue bennet x fem! reader)

authors note: i wrote this all in one sitting and im so proud of myself , this is also proof read and edited as well (sadly)🤤🤤 also first fic here im so excited to post i love my rue rue sm….& looking 4 moots.. i really enjoyed writing this and i hope my two wonderful followers enjoy 🥹🥹 um um yeah i have no more thoughts, also i think i might slightly be allergic to tuna because every time i eat it my throat itches and my allergies act up..yikes 😢

word count: 0.9k

warnings/tags: kissing, bitchy ass boyfriend, rue bennet is a sweetheart to r! ,cheating

song i listened to on repeat: I’m Not In Love- 10cc

you had called rue, crying into the phone speaker—your words jumbled, lip quivering and tears spilling down your face. she didn’t question, she just came to pick you up on that stupid bike of hers. but you weren’t complaining. she knew it was that god awful boy you called your ‘boyfriend’, she didn’t even know why you were dating him, it should’ve been her instead. you were leaning against her, tears and mascara smudging on the back of her oversized t-shirt sniffling. you mumbled a shaky “thank you..” voice tiny.

rue carried you inside, as you felt like you had no willpower to move on your own. “cmon, get up—“ rue groaned, this was basically a weekly occurrence. you and your boyfriend would have an argument, he’d belittle you, call you names—everything, and you’d come running to rue and god knows how much she wanted to punch the little shit. she dragged you inside, your legs dragging against the wood floor, pass the living room and into rue’s room. it wasn’t clean, not this time but when was it ever clean? you rolled over, flat on your stomach more tears streaming down your face and onto rue’s pillow.

rue was mentally prepared for the hour long rant incoming, sometimes you thought she wasn’t listening but she listened, she always did. she was walking around looking in her closet and on the floor for clean clothes that you could change in, it was extremely likely you were gonna stay over. you were sitting up now, brows furrowed in anger as you continued on “and then he called me a bitch—who calls their own girlfriend a bitch?!—why am I even still with him?!” you looked up at rue for a response or some clarification but got pieces of clothing thrown at you instead, “oh..thanks rue rue.” you wiped the tears that were threatening to spill out. “you’re welcome.” she smiled at you, before turning around to let you change—for ‘privacy’ even if she really, like really wanted to turn around and look.

rue flopped down on the bed and you right after. now, you two were laying beside each other— more so cuddling really. she wrapped an arm around your shoulder caressing your shoulder as you nuzzled your head into her chest. you two were binging the episodes of love island, just to make you feel better. it was mostly a thing you and your friends did on a daily but it felt better when it was like this—just you two. it felt more intimate, she kissed your forehead smiling against it.

night fell, dark shadows casting over the room. you nuzzled out her grasp to collect your things to leave. you didn’t think you’d stay over tonight, even if you were in her clothes. but rue grabbed your wrist—her grasp was loose as she pulled you back into her lap, “you can stay, it’s okay.” her voice was groggy, like she woke up just to stop you from leaving. she closed her eyes and nuzzled her head into your neck, frizzy curls pooling around your chest, neck and shoulders, you giggled and turned around to face her.

your faces were so extremely close, you could feel her breath in your face, you grabbed her hand, intertwining them together. rue opened her eyes and stared at you—her eyes were lit, roaming around your face in fascination. “what? why’re you looking at me like that?” you let out a breathy laugh. she thought you were beautiful, with your tear streaked face, dried mascara—and those nasty eye boogers. rue didn’t reply, “rue?” you whispered, brows furrowed. she didn’t think, she leaned in, claiming your lips in a gentle but fiery kiss, rue’s hand gripped the back of your thigh and brought you over on top of her, you gripped the sides of her face, deepening the kiss. the kiss lasted for more than a minute, like none of you wanted to let go—and you really didn’t. the kiss felt right. rue pulled back after a while, realizing what she just did, “fuck fuck fuck fuck—‘m sorry i don’t know why I did that.” she pushed her hair out her face before getting up and leaving the room.

both your lips were bruised, you put your fingers to your mouth, smiling to yourself. you sat up straighter to answer rue but she was already leaving her own room, you practically jumped off the bed “rue! rue—wait!, you chased her outside grabbing her arm making you both stumble outside into the rain. “rue.” you breathed out, you stared up at her and it looked like she was gonna have a panic attack—so you grabbed her face and smashed your lips together once more, you pulled back your hands wrapped around her neck, pulling your foreheads against each other.“rue, i’m sorry—.“ you stumbled over your words.”i love you.” rue whispered a small fuck before pulling you in by your waist, and pulling you into a more passionate but hungry kiss, it was desperate—hungry even. you smiled against her, gripping her wet curly hair, as you two made out in the rain. you pulled out your fingers out her hair, gripping her face, she lifted you up, pushing you up against the wall.

you both pulled away at the same time, breathing heavily—hot breath mingling in the cold air. rue’s eyes roamed over your face going over your bruised, pinkish-purplish lips and the rain droplets pouring all over you before she finally blurted out an “i love you too.” you smiled, before pulling her into another gentle kiss.

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