Trope: Established Relationship - Slight Jealousy Plot
Character: Jimmy Uso
Pairing: Jimmy Uso + Female Reader
Summary: Jimmy will never stop thinking about you…
Author’s Note: Hi, everyone! I've written another short request. Feedback would be appreciated and thank you so much for reading my work as always - V. @grxmmkxttie💜 🏷️
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2026
It’s not supposed to be like this. Jimmy knew so much better than to pout in the corner backstage, especially when you’re working. He’d rather smile and encourage the night, hoping that everyone else would feel good while handling various shows.
And yet, he frowned, crossing both arms as smile toward different people and catch up in the hallway, looking so pretty anyway. He can’t even remember the last true date, or the last time you glanced toward him without turning somewhere else.
Fed up with his own attitude, he finds you again, gently whispering to avoid bothering the production staff.
“What’s wrong?” You ask, squinted those eyes without hesitation.
“I miss you.” He does. Badly. It’s embarrassing how Jim could melt in your despite the height difference.
“I miss you, too.” You’ve answered, almost bashful when he almost kisses your neck in public, burying gentle lips by the crook.
“You’re mine, hmm?” His cologne teases your senses, but there’s a time and place for everything.”
“Stop it.” Somehow, you’ve gently trailed him off, pulling yourself together by an absolute miracle.
Pairing: Roman Reigns + Melissa Boyd - Original Female Character
Summary: No matter what, some paths will always cross.
Author’s Note: Hi, everyone! Here’s Part 6. Feedback would be appreciated and thank you so much for reading my work. Enjoy! - V 💜🏷️ @grxmmkxttie
Don't Let Me Fall Masterlist
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2026
“Don’t touch me! Where's my phone?” Nearly marching away from the professional training hall, Roman nearly vented after cameras stopped rolling. His enemy Seth Rollins almost destroyed him to end their contract signing for Summerslam.
Both longtime medics and designated officials tried to calm him down, but nothing eased tension as Roman slammed one private door. Even General Manager Adam Pearce yelled from outside. All the while, Reigns won’t let up, frustrated beyond words:
Roman: Hey. It's me. I don’t want to talk about the show, but hearing from you would be good. Take care.
Melissa didn't respond as quickly, hopefully resting or asleep somewhere during that late-night hour. And this time around, especially considering wonderful friends, who knows what she planned before “Smackdown” even hit airwaves over the weekend?
Still brushing off emotions, Roman pulled himself together by an absolute miracle and walked out, hoping that no one else would disturb his quietly frazzled mind. With “Summerslam” looming in the distance, his own reality might drop before long.
Back at the hotel, Roman tossed and turned again, still blinking while moonlight and cityscape crossed another bedroom window. It’s quietly embarrassing how his mind began to wander. Though not even bored, he’s lonely and exhausted all at once.
Somewhat composed later, Roman knew his plan: ‘wake up, leave this place, and fly home.’ Reigns didn’t even call Pearce before leaving, back in this mansion and taking his much-needed shower after working out. Maybe his solitude could be peaceful.
But soon, it’s nearly worse around the house. There’s a huge difference between recovering in private as usual and emotions nagging with shadows. Every haunted whisper kept this man awake, almost forcing him to watch the mirror one night.
Unlike Jimmy sporting laugh lines with bright expressions, Roman’s face hallowed even more. Though safe and blessed for many reasons, Reigns can’t even perk up toward his reflection, counting each wrinkle or still finding grey that curled his beard.
Just when Roman turned off lights and tried to sleep again, his phone buzzed on the nightstand:
Melissa: Hi! Sorry for not answering, but I just got back home from vacation with Jade. How are you feeling? 🏡
Roman: Hey, I feel better. Did ya’ll have fun?
Melissa: We had a good time! I’ll post pictures at some point. It was her birthday! 🎉📸
Roman: That’s nice…
Of course it’s late again, but Roman doesn’t care. Even texting Melissa back and forth is still better than trying to figure out the mysteries in his head. And right now, he doesn’t think about the future. No Rollins. No mayhem in the ring at all.
Roman: …Melissa, what time is it?
Melissa: Morning. Did you fall asleep? ☀️
Roman: Fuck! Sorry. Am I interrupting you?
Melissa: No, but I finished breakfast. Have a good one. 🥐
Roman: Wait…
Melissa: Yes? 💭
Roman: I have an idea…
Melissa: All right. Let’s see what’s going on. 👀
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With assistance from security again, Reigns cleared this bookstore and invited Melissa, sharing more coffee after lunch in private. Vast windows overlooked cobblestone streets outside as the day progressed and time isn’t uncomfortable.
“How’d you get here, fan of the business?” Roman thought of careers as small talk picked back up. Across their table, Mel put down her beverage.
“Jade played basketball first and eventually started wrestling, but I wasn’t really looking for this job.” Melissa offered truth right back.
“What was the real plan?” Finishing water, he’s not one for coffee, but ordered something anyway.
“There was an opening for one of the backstage correspondents.” Mel nearly shrugged. “Interviewing talent would’ve been nice, but Aldis needed someone for the marketing team on Smackdown. I raised my hand, so here we are.”
“Wait, you just wanted to interview people?” Scrunching up his chiseled face, Roman nearly twitches over his mouth again, confused and slightly irritated.
“Yeah. what’s the problem?” Melissa didn’t know what to think, especially when Reigns looked annoyed.
“Why volunteer for something that you don’t even like?” Though never raising his voice again, he’s miffed.
“Aldis looked for well-rounded people, so I have other work to do.” Mel defended herself. No one really questioned her obligations until now.
“That’s not what you wanted.” Reigns clipped. He doesn’t want to argue for obvious reasons, but Mel’s arrangement isn’t fair. At all. Someone else wasted her dream just to find extra help backstage.
“This career pays the bills and I’ll see my friends anyway. Plans don’t always work out, but life sounds pretty good to me.” Shrugging, Melissa excused herself from the table and walked off, heading toward bookshelves instead.
And like some lost puppy, Roman followed.
Damn.
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“Buy anything. I don’t care.” Insistent, Reigns trailed up and down the aisles without stalking Melissa, though highly aware despite this empty bookstore. Only the cashiers and baristas waited upfront.
“How many books?” Mel asked.
“Hold on. Do you think twice with Jade?” Roman squinted, curious for a moment here.
“Nope.” Melissa glanced over.
“Then don’t ask questions around me.” Crossing both arms, Reigns nearly jutted out his lip. “I’ve kept the lights at work, remember?”
“Actually, Rhea has you in the second place.” Melissa laughs and it’s the most beautiful sound.
“Good point.” Nodding, Roman knew. There’s no debate. Ripley could go anywhere and still work as the most popular wrestler. “What’s that?”
Somewhere between banter and sales, Melissa found the classic section. She paused for a moment, but nearly gasps further down this line.
“Charlotte’s Web.” Mel almost whispers after finding this brand-new edition in the children’s aisle. “I was in third grade or something. One of the kids ran over my copy with their bike and I never got it back. Wow.”
Roman doesn’t ask questions, just watching Melissa opened pages and grinned, silently grateful.
When Mel finally reached the counter, Roman is already smiling.
That day, Melissa Boyd and Roman Reigns walked out free of charge as sunset painted the skyline once more.
Pairing: Roman Reigns + Melissa Boyd - Original Female Character
Summary: No matter what, some paths will always cross.
Author’s Note: Hi, everyone! Here’s Part 3. Feedback would be appreciated and thank you so much for reading my work. Enjoy! - V 💜🏷️ @grxmmkxttie
Don't Let Me Fall Masterlist
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2026
Twice! Jacob has attacked Roman twice now and so many fans almost erupted over speculation. Has The Tribal Chief already fallen? Will Jacob leave with gold at “Backlash?
"Please don't talk to me.” It’s silent between countless episodes. Roman barely grinned toward staff. He might negotiate further and request Jacob’s nameplates, too. With so much progress, Reigns still can’t believe it.
It’s one thing to seek amazing talent and book the future, but Jacob might snatch everything away. It’s just a matter of time.
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“Look, we’re not friends, but it’s a real question: how are you holding up with everything?” Adam Pearce showed up.
“It’s not like you care.” Reigns grumbled through his accent while marching down another hallway. “I have somethin’ to do.”
“Roman? Pearce tried again.
“What?” Reigns scrunched up his expression right back.
“We can’t fix the drama overnight, but if you need a break, I’ll understand.” Adam offered, even if Roman wouldn’t accept that cautious idea. “Just say the word.”
“Stop trying to figure me out.” Still stubborn, Reigns wouldn’t let up for so many reasons. “You don’t know how I feel…”
“Uce!” Roman is briefly thankful when Jimmy almost yelled to stop this conversation. Pearce will shut up.
“Jacob cornered me again, but there’s work to do.” Since meeting each other long ago, Ro and Jim nearly stood like brothers, even while related as cousins. And for the first time all night, Reigns welcomed this joyful moment.
“That’s the spirit, man. You got this!” Jim offered so much more happiness than other occasions. There’s no other choice.
“I might get banged up later, but he’s not taking this yet.” Jutting toward the belt on his shoulder, Roman tries to feel better.
“Nope!” Jimmy grins even wider than before and completely ignores Adam in the middle. “Ready to head out? Security’s waiting outside.”
“Let’s go.” Roman agrees. It’s late and medics checked on him right away after witnessing another brutal choke.
It’s time to move on regardless.
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Leaving Pearce, Roman and Jim took up the same car while heading back to their hotel, but Reigns looked over. As another round of blinding lights passed the city traffic en route, he’s somewhere between curious and eavesdropping
Jimmy’s phone kept buzzing. Either his wife Naomi struck pregnancy cravings again or something else might’ve happened. What in the world?
“Cupcakes?” Reigns chuckled.
“Good guess, but not this time. Naomi’s just going to bed.” Jimmy declined possible snacks runs.
“All right.” Roman said. At least Nay could sleep well enough given the upcoming circumstances.
Now facing the window, Reigns doesn’t think of much of their talk again until Jim nearly snickers.
“Sorry..” Jimmy says, barely veiling amusement and trying not to sidetrack their driver.
“Don’t tell me you found videos on the internet again.” Nearly twitching while annoyed, Reigns casted both eyes toward the ceiling of this vehicle.
“No.” Jim shook his head.
“Why are you just cracking up at midnight?” Roman tapped one of his favorite watches.
“Look, I’m sorry, but that’s none of your business.” Jimmy wouldn’t shut Roman down, yet their conversation ended anyway.
What the hell? Reigns thought.
******
When planning to leave as expected, Jimmy hasn’t found Roman in this hall yet, but he still waited by an elevator:
Uso: Rise and shine! Breaking news to nobody: Backlash might be rough this year. 😬
Cargill: OMG - Jim! You're really clowning Roman this early?! 😂⏰ 👀
Uso: I’ve irritated the OTC since we were kids. Rooting for Jacob is nothing! 🤣
Cargill: You’re terrible! 🫢
Uso: Hold on. Speaking of family, where’s Mel?📍
Cargill: She's getting breakfast with me, but doesn't have time to handle your nonsense in the group chat yet. 🙄
Uso: Please tell her about the omlette station! 🍳
Cargill: Already did. How’s Naomi doing?😁
Uso: Some days are better than others, but she’s doing well. Thank you. ✝️
Cargill: That’s what it’s all about honestly. Of course this moment in time has challenges, but I’m happy for ya’ll! 🫂
Uso: Thanks. We appreciate it. 😇
Cargill: Of course. 💟
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Melissa: Wait a minute. I just finished drinking my coffee! What is going on?! 🤯☕
Uso: Mel! We should talk at some point. 📨
Melissa: What happened now, Jimmy?! I just want to eat. 🍽️
Uso: It’s important. I promise. No bullshit. ⛔
Melissa: Fine. 🙄
Not even moments later, Jimmy noticed Roman turning the corner with his full-blown entourage and rolling one of many expensive suitcases.
“Still showing off?” Tucking his phone away, Jim laughed and waited for the elevator to chime.
“Look, I didn’t work so hard for nothing.” Reigns glanced around, but looked up and almost whispered to the lights.
Truth be told right now, some calm yet grieving silence began to linger.
“Hey, are you all right?” Jimmy still checked on his cousin.
“Yeah.” Reigns gently smiled. “Let’s get out here.”
Despite everything that may go wrong sometimes, there's so much to be grateful for.
*****
“I’m home. Why did you interrupt breakfast?” Almost laughing with her cell phone on speaker, Melissa knew that Jim would light up the group chat, but something has changed.
“I don’t know if you’ve been paying attention, but Roman might lose the title soon. Just prepare yourself.” Jimmy isn’t humored.
“No way.” Melissa then predicted right back. “There’s no way he won yhe Rumble and beat Punk just to lose after his first title defense.”
“I don’t know, Mel. Roman’s always sharp in the ring, but this match will be crazy. I’ve made jokes, but half the world wants Jacob to beat his ass.” Jimmy almost cringed on the other line.
“Yeah, we'll see.” Melissa nearly gritted in return. The rivalry has been insane.
“Just promise me something.” Jimmy asked.
“What?” Mel didn’t know what to think.
“Look out for Roman.” Jim hung up, letting simple yet key advice wait in the air.
*****
It’s time. No segments left. No extra chances to wait, either. Once Asuka and Iyo Sky battled each other during an incredible match, the world almost held its breath awaiting the main event. And Roman can no longer dodge havoc.
One last view. Something private, but still known. The slightest yet most personal nod that stood two years in the making. Back when Jacob almost rattled one of their cages on television while Solo first helmed The Bloodline.
“I’m proud.” Roman says, whispered somewhere between emotions and stillness.
“Thank you.” Jacob answered back, looking toward Reigns without completely shutting down here.
Bracing his shoulder, Roman understood the message.
Win or lose, we’ll always be family.
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Once that bell rang, everything shifted. The first standoff propped both men as thousands of fans kept cheering in all directions. This large-scale venue shook over and over, but one person could stand tall as champion this evening.
Roman wants to fight Jacob and retain the title, but at what cost? Brutality? Chaos? Mayhem beyond words? With Fatu acting so unpredictable in character and millions still watching, who knows what could happen?
And still! When production stopped rolling, Roman didn't hesitate before clapping first. As many others looked on, one small yet joyful grin reached his own face while Jacob nearly hid and held back genuine tears.
Applause might echo from the universe. Even if Jacob didn’t score gold tonight, their match will be iconic forever. Sharing their final moment, Roman truly smiled and noticed how Jacob feels better, content enough to raise this belt high again.
Departing that fateful night, Reigns declared one truth, “I’m still on the mountain.”
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As this cooling towel met broad shoulders with tribal ink scaling his muscular frame after the show, Roman doesn’t care while leaving an elevator. Even some weather started to break outside, warm but not uncomfortable yet.
Reigns looked over with his key card when this elevator chimed again and he quickly straightened back up. Though not scheduled to fight this weekend, Jade entered this hall with Melissa and reached one door, yet both women paused across from Reigns.
The medical compress should chill his damn bones at this point. Two accomplished friends, former college classmates and siblings without blood, stare down Reigns in perfect harmony. These two look unified, waiting.
Not only has Jade chosen another badass wardrobe, but Roman wonders if she watched the show at all tonight.
And Melissa? Good God!
For the first time since meeting each other on an episode of “Monday Night Raw,” Reigns noticed that Mel looked so different. Lights in the hallway noted her dark complexion once more and those brown eyes melted Roman’s heart again, but her outfit could've buckled his knees.
Because the woman exchanged professional clothes, it feels wrong to notice her body right now. Yet, Reigns still looked mindful.
As gentle makeup welcomed her face again, Melissa found one of those popular matching sets without showing off too much. And she still looked good.
“Have a good night, Champ.” Almost clouded by Mel at this point, Roman doesn’t even know whether she or Jade spoke up.
And before Reigns could answer, they're gone, already laughing behind one of the suites.
****
The next morning, it’s easy to follow Jim to leave as usual. Checking out leads to another flight. Same shit, different day. Jimmy isn’t texting like before, yet Roman turns when incoming voices moved closer for once.
Jade and Melissa turned the corner, already smirking over their sunglasses like God wanted to laugh in Roman’s face.
“Looks like you’ve seen a ghost, Roman. ” Melissa topped those curls with shades first. Cargill almost breaks. Even Jimmy balled one fist while standing near Reigns and barely kept himself together. “Bad night?”
Holy shit!
“No, I’m just trying to leave.” It’s almost like he’s not smooth anymore and looks pathetic without marching as The Tribal Chief on camera.
“Safe travels.” Brightening that pretty smile one last time, Melissa rolled her suitcase near the elevator like clockwork
Giving this quiet scope, Jade tipped high-ended sunglasses and nodded toward Roman, leaving just as quickly as her sister.
𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉: Batboys finding out reader's insecurities/concerns in their relationship
𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓈: slight angst, GN! Reader, hurt/comfort
𝒜/𝒩: For my readers w similar insecurities like mine! ‹𝟹
𝒟𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝒢𝓇𝒶𝓎𝓈𝑜𝓃
When you saw him with someone else for the first time you tried to push it down as much as you could. Then you couldn't keep it from him and just hugged him randomly while at home and then he heard you sniffle.
"What's wrong sweetheart?"
You felt like a child clinging onto him like this. But this is the only thing you knew. You tried to open up multiple times it's just that you couldn't. It was eating away at you slowly and you knew it but you couldn't say anything out of fear of him getting weirded out and then leaving you because he deemed you too 'needy'.
The silence enveloped you both and he simply looked at you confused.
"If you don't want to say anything I'm not going to force you babe. I'm here for you no matter what."
"I- it's just that I don't know what to do Dick. I feel like I'm not good enough to be with you. Not only because of your status but also because people are attracted to you... What if you leave me? I don't want to loose you... I'm scared I will..." You said mumbling into him.
He gently brought your face into a kiss. It was soft and not at all pushy, you couldn't help but melt into him.
"You are the most important thing in my life. The reason I find a want to wake up in the mornings. My driving force to do what I do. Not only to keep others safe, but you. You are the most important person in my life, the person I find most attractive in the world, whom I dream about my every waking moment. It's you babe. I never want you to discredit who you are as a person because you're amazing. I wouldn't want it any other way."
Dick whispered in the quiet that fell the two of you as a small proclamation of how much he loved you.
"I love you so much. Don't ever forget that okay?"
𝒥𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝒯𝑜𝒹𝒹
The problems started when you couldn't find yourself being able to be intimate. Not only Jason having body issues of his own but also you. You felt unable to start something like that. Often you two being at a loss on what to do together, close but not yet. You in your underwear with no shirt, and Jason also in his underwear. You both ultimately ending up with your backs facing each others and curling in yourselves.
The room was dimly lit, the sheets soft underneath your thighs and feet. You could feel the warmth of Jason's body close to your own on the opposite side of the bed. The moon beamed down in a soft way that was almost comforting. You suddenly heard Jason take a breath, preparing to talk to you.
"You know, we don't have to keep trying if your uncomfortable." Jason's voice echoed through the silence of the room.
"I know." You an exasperated sigh escaped your chest.
Jason scooted closer to you, sensing your frustration and deep anguish. He heard you sniffle and eventually start sobbing. He immediately got to your side and pulled you into a hug. The warmth of his skin transferring to your own.
"Hey... Talk to me..."
"Jay... I just don't know what to do... I really want to, I really do but I can't! And it's so frustrating because I want to and I want to please you and make you feel good but I'm so scared that when you see the parts of me I've never let anyone see you won't find me attractive anymore..."
You sobbed into his chest and hugging you tighter. Jason buried his face into your hair.
"I won't ever... I love every part of you... Not only your body but you as a person. That's why I love you so much. Despite everything about me you accepted me for all my fucked up-ness and you loved me. I want to return the love you showed me. Only when your ready I will. Okay? So don't beat yourself up over it..."
Jason never once forced you to do something you weren't ready for. You hugged into him more.
"Thanks Jay..."
"Alright, I'm getting you a glass of water and my hoodie to cover up. Sound good?"
𝒯𝒾𝓂 𝒟𝓇𝒶𝓀𝑒
You don't even know how it got this. You know he's busy with work, and other things. But it gets to a point. You've been arguing a lot lately on top of that too.
Currently you were in Tim's room while he was working on a case, his back was facing your face in his dimly lit room. His room smelled like a mix of paper, and energy drinks. As you laid there on his bed you couldn't help but day dream. Not only about Tim but how your relationship would be different if he wasn't such a workaholic all the time.
You huffed lightly and took a breathe. "Tim?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't you wish things were different sometimes...? Like us actually going out instead of being holed up in your room all the time, and actually spending time together like a normal couple?" You questioned him.
"I mean sometimes. But I can't. You know this [Name]."
"Sometimes I wonder if you really love me because you never spend time with me other than being holed up in your room. It's sometimes frustrating being with you because you're usually working when I come over. Then you're too tired to even show affection to me. What kind of relationship is that?"
Tim sighed.
"I know. I'm sorry. You're right." Tim stood up and looked at you seeing your sad face and leaned down to give you a kisses on your face."
"Forgive me?"
You nodded.
"Alright c'mon lets go get your shoes, let me change real quick too."
𝒟𝒶𝓂𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝒲𝒶𝓎𝓃𝑒
Sometimes you feel as if Damian got annoyed by your overly enthusiastic nature. He often doesn't reciprocate affection or in general tends to ignore your advances at times. It's a miracle he even decided to pursue a relationship with you considering how he's so closed off.
Yes you're happy in your relationship with Damian, yes it was a loving relationship despite his reject in your advances. Regardless, he always made his loyalty to you clear and his intentions open.
You could read him like a book, but also with that ability it had his downsides. You're to overly aware of situations, and how in general people perceive you and your relationship with Damian. It's like being constantly stuck in this limbo that you can't get out.
One day in the library inside Wayne manor. It was a quiet afternoon, the sun barely lowering before the eventual rise of the moon. Damian was reading a book out loud to you while you were seated next to him. You randomly sighed, and that caught Damian's attention.
"What's the matter love?"
"Don't you ever get annoyed by my personality, Damian?" You questioned him leaning your cheek on his arm.
Damian's brows furrowed slightly at the question. "No. Who made you think such a idiotic thing?"
"No one! I'm just asking because you're not very affectionate with me sometimes. I thought that my personality is a problem that's why! Also maybe because we are very different that makes me insecure sometimes too."
"My love. I am friends with Kent. If I can deal with him I can deal with you. I love your personality, just because I am not affectionate doesn't mean I don't. I hold a deep unwavering loyalty to you." He voiced with a slight twinge of concern.
"Thanks Dami."
"My pleasure. Now. I'm going to go ask Alfred to make us some tea and get us cookies for a snack." Damian said as he kissed your cheek while slowly getting up.
A/n: First time writing so if it’s not that good sorryy. Please give me tips🙏🙏. This story kinda happened to me irl so yea. ooc i think ? Angst but not too bad.
Y/n is team manager and dated atsumu july-october. This is the downfall of their relationship lowk. There will maybe a part two i
“Do i mean nothing to you tsumu !?” you say with anger in your eyes
“no no, my love you’ve got it all wrong.” He shakes his head. You and him have been on and off all year. At the beginning of the school year everything was perfect, but after your friends party. Everything went downhill, You started to see the reality behind the rose colored glasses. How much of your friends were drifting away now that you were with him, and how he was too friendly with other girls while you weren’t even allowed to talk to other guys.
“Why can’t you just be mine, only mine. Am i not enough ?” The sun is setting and everyone already left practice except him and osamu. “I am yers ! gosh yer so dramatic..” He mumbled that last bit putting up the equipment. “So why don’t you act like it ? I’m so tired of you being close with other girls.”—“I can’t help that i’m likeable.” Atsumu shrugs. “Besides yer just jealous. It’s not cute doll.” You smack the back of his neck. “Ow ! It’s true, ya should know to handle it by now.” He says. “I am likable?! Yes i’m jealous tsumu ! You act like you’re not in a relationship with me and i’m so tired of seeing of seeing other girls with my boyfriend. i can’t do this anymore.” You pick up your stuff and leave. ‘I can’t believe i just did that. omfg i’m stupid. no it’s for the best’. When you get home you don’t block him, just unpin him and take down his highlight.
The next few weeks you end up missing him more often than you should. But you’re wayy too scared to do anything, you guys still text since your the manager for the team and cause you don’t know how to let go. He would do anything for you back, and he lets you know this. It made you rethink your decisions and what you could’ve done better as if it was your fault. You were finally starting to get over him when a field trip came around, instead of going you decided to hang out with your bestfriend.
“Y/n guess what suna told me during maths ?” She said lying on her bed and painting your nails. “what ?” you look up from your phone to met her gaze. “So basically atsumu would tell suna and his other friends all about you even though yall were broken up. He told them little things you’d do and say while together.” She says cleaning up a nail. “Stop you’ll only make me miss him more..”You say already scrolling through past photos of him and you.
Eventually you and him slowly start talking again late november. At the same time you and your friend Amora help set up for a winter festival happening before winter break started. You just wanted to skip class but amora was class rep so she had to do it. She also brought atsumu to help so maybe you and him would get close again. “I still miss ya y/n. i can’t think of anything but ya.” His tone is hushed, like he’s sharing a secret. “Then do something to get me back.” You reply in the same tone mockingly while taping up another snowflake.
However when you went to get lunch with my friends, Amora brought him into a small closet away from where they were decorating. “Come on just once tsumu, you kiss so good. I miss your kisses” Amora said pulling him closer by his belt. Until he finally gave in, ‘Lunch is only 45 mins long and she asked for only asked for one kiss’ he thinks. He thought wrong, once they started he couldn’t pull away. Like a magnetic force kept their lips together. How could he stop ? she was too pleading and he always wanted to give to the needy. Even after He told you how hurt she made him feel and promised you he would never do anything like that with her again. Some promises weren’t meant to be kept but you thought.. you thought this one was.
When you came back everything was normal and you thought nothing except that you didn’t have much time before the winter festival was to come. Now due to the winter festival coming up, the rose colored glasses were being put on once more.
The need for friends who actually like me and aren't just pretending is growing, I'm finding it harder and harder to distract myself from the need. I don't know how to quell this need. Only how to silence it for a bit longer.
