I only like you when I'm bored ٭
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PAIRINGS : toxic!manon x model!user
SYNOPSIS : you get tired of manons bullshit
TAGS : fem!user , player!manon , mentions of lara raj , daniela avanzini , megan skiendiel , sophia laforteza , yoonchae jeung , texts , groupchats , fluff , swearing , no smut
manon had always been hard to read - sharp smile , colder eyes , and a habit of pulling you in just to push you away . youve been circling each other for months , maybe years if you counted all the half - truths and mixed signals . she wasn't your girlfriend . not really . but she knew just how to keep you close enough to hurt .
Her lips brushed your cheek—a cruel kind of softness. “Lucky for you, I’m really bored tonight.”
tonight , she sat at the edge of your bed , legs crossed , one manicured hand flipping through your playlist like she owned it .
" why do you always look at me like that ? "
she asked without looking up .
you swallowed hard .
" like what ? "
" like you think I feel the same way . "
her tone was light and mocking .
" I don't . "
you looked away , heart sinking . she stood , stepping closer .
" dont get it twisted sweetheart . I only like you when I'm bored . "
her lips brushed your cheek - a cruel kind of softness .
" lucky for you , I'm really bored tonight . . "
" well I'm not . "
she tilted her head , eyes flashing with something unreadable .
" what was that , darling ? "
the pet name rolled off her tongue , sharp and sweet . she stood between your legs , hands gliding up your thighs , toying with the button of your jeans .
you knew this game . knew she'd leave you aching for more and hating yourself in the morning for letting it happen again .
" I'm tired of this . I don't wanna do it anymore . "
manon froze , her fingers stopping their teasing path over your hips .
" oh , darling "
she cooed , her voice suddenly cold .
" whats the matter ? cant handle the game anymore ? "
she stepped closer , forcing you to lean back against the bed . her thumb found the underside of your chin , lifting your face so you had to look at her .
" it's not a game . youre just shitty . find someone who doesnt mind getting used . "
she laughed , a cruel , breathy sound .
" sweetheart , dont kid yourself . youll always come crawling back to me . "
her thumb traced the outline of your bottom lip , her touch sending tingles down your spine . no matter how shitty she was , she knew your weaknesses - and had no qualms about exploiting them when she felt like it .
" whatever . "
you mumble bitterly , standing up and making a move to exit her house .
manon stared at you . a mix of surprise and irritation flickering in her eyes . she wasn't used to being defied like that .
after a moment , she grabbed her jacket and followed you out into the night , catching up quickly with her long strides . she grabbed your wrist , spinning you to face her .
" where the fuck do you think youre going ? "
" manon seriously . I'm done . "
she scoffed , but her grip tightened - just slightly .
" done ? you don't get to be done with me . "
her free hand came up , sharp nails grazing your jaw line like a warning . her smirk was gone now , replaced by something colder .
" fine . walk away then . "
a pause .
" we both know you won't make it ten steps before looking back at me . "
" whatever . "
manon's gaze flickered down to your wrist in her grasp , her grip subconsciously tightening . seeing you like this - eyes averted , shoulders slumped , stubborn defiance - was almost unfamiliar .
she let out a sharp scoff .
" look at me . "
her chin angled upwards , forcing you to look into her sharp golden eyes .
" you might be ready to walk away , but you'll always come back . you need me too much to stay gone . "
" we'll see . "
you pull away and keep walking .
manon stood frozen , watching you walk away . her fingers flexed , as if remembering the feeling of your skin beneath them . she couldn't understand why this stung so much .
as the distance grew , she called out after you .
" youll be back ! "
there was a hint of sharpness in her voice , a hint of desperation that surprised her . she shoved her hands into her pockets , hating the way her heart rate hadn't returned to normal .
hours passed and you didn't return .
night fell , bringing with it the chill of the winter air . manon sat alone in her apartment , staring out the window at the empty street . she told herself she didn't care . that she was glad you walked away .
but the silence was deafening . the memories of your touch , your scent , your laughter . . . they all haunted her like a ghost . a ghost she'd pushed away and was now realising she desperately wanted back .
she'd never admit it out loud , but the empty space beside her felt like a void . she'd grown accustomed to your present - your scent on the sheets , your toothbrush beside hers , the way your fingers traced the curve of her spine when you thought she was asleep .
her phone sat untouched on the coffee table , taunting her with it's silent , black screen . she'd been tempted to call a dozen times , but pride stopped her each time . pride , and the fear that she might hear the sound of the indifference in your voice .
as the clock ticked last midnight , manon found herself pacing around her apartment , unable to settle . every familiar corner was now filled with memories - the couch where you cuddled during movie nights , the kitchen counter when she taught you how to make her favourite recipe , the hall leading to her bedroom . . .
she closed her eyes , willing the memories to fade . but they kept flooding back , each one a painful reminder of what she'd driven away so nonchalantly .
she couldn't do it . she needed to text you . she opened the contact -
" y / n ✂ "
manon's thumb hovered over the screen , hesitation warring within her . part of her was still screaming that she didn't need this , didn't need you . but her heart , traitorous thing that it was , had other ideas .
she opened the chat , staring at blank text box . what was she even supposed to say ? sorry for being shitty ? miss you ?
she scoffed at her own weakness , fingers flying over the screen , fingers flying over the screen with the sharp click of nails against glass .
manon's heart stuttered , she hadn't expected you to reply so quickly - or for your response to ache as much as it did .
she didn't mention the fact that she'd already bundled your hoodie in her arms , pressing her face into the fabric to inhale the scent . the scent of you . it filled her sense and made her chest ache with want .
she lay back in her bed , the hoodie crumpled against her like a makeshift pillow . part of her was still hoping you'd change your mind , text her back and say you were coming over . but the silence continued , and she felt the edges of her resolve start to crumble .
she hated this - hated feeling like she was drowning without you . hated missing someone she'd pushed away so carelessly . but here she was - alone , missing your presence , and wrapped in your scent . . .
she doesn't even know why she said that to you . " I only like you when I'm bored " . it was a lie . a big dumb lie . she opens she phone again . not to text you , to cry to some playlist you made for her . she pressed shuffle . she knew she would end up texting you at 3am , crying and apologising like a weak little baby .
and then came the tears - hot , angry , unwilling tears . she wrapped your hoodie around her tighter , inhaling the scent like a lifeline .
she'd never been good at expressing her feelings . hell , she prided herself on being cold , detached . . untouchable . but as the night wore on and the tears continued to fall , she couldn't deny it any longer .
she needed you . not just the way she'd claimed earlier - to cure her boredom . no , she needed you in a deeper , more desperate way . your comfort , your love , your presence . . . they were everything she'd been pretending she didn't want , everything she'd foolishly let slip away .
she couldn't keep it in . she opened your contact once more and just slammed you with desperate pleas .
each notification buzzed with a mix of desperation and sincerity that man in herself had no idea she was capable of . she stared at the screen , her heart clenching with each one she typed . this wasn't just a pleasure for you to come back . it was a confession , a surrender , a naked admission of what she'd been hiding for so long .
she held your hoodie tighter , feeling the weight of her words in her chest . she'd never said I love you like this - so openly , so vulnerable , so afraid . . .
you read the texts , your heart clenched . she loved you . she has never said that before . you didn't want to give it . you couldn't . couldn't trust her . as much as you wanted to .
she stood , smoothing down her hair and wiping away the traces of her tears . all she had to do was wait . . .
every passing moment felt like an eternity . the apartment suddenly felt too quiet , too dark , manon wandered around restlessly , straightening pillows , pacing in front of the window , biting her nails - anything to keep herself occupied until you arrived .
when the knock sounded at the door , her heart leapt into her throat , she took a deep breath , forcing her usually cool demeanor into place , and went to open it . . .
" took you long enough . . . I missed your face . "
she muttered
" shut up , cry baby . "
you say , pulling her into a tight hug .
manon let out a shaky breath , her body melting into yours the second you touched her . she buried her her face in your shoulder , fingers clutching at the back of your shirt like she was afraid you'd disappear .
" fuck off . "
she mumbled wetly against your skin ,
" I hate that I cried over this . "
but she doesn't actually pull away . instead , she held on tighter - letting herself be weak for once because with with , it felt safe .
" proves you care . rare occurrence for you . "
you tease
despite everything , manon huffed out a laugh . she pulled back slightly , just far enough to fix you with a sharp glare .
" watch it . I'm being vulnerable here . don't ruin it by being a dick . "
she warned playfully .
" you said you love me . "
manon stiffened , her cheeks flushing a furious shade of pink . she hadn't expected you to call her out in that - hadn't even thought about the weight of those words until now .
" I was - "
she stammered , eyes darting away before she forced herself to meet your gaze again .
" . . . that doesn't mean anything I'm taking it back . asshole . "
" so you meant it ? "
manon's jaw tightened , her nails digging into your hips where she still held you . she looked away - toward the window , toward anything but you .
" obviously . you think I just say that shit ? to anyone ? "
her grip on you shifted slightly - not letting go . never letting go again .
" I love you too . "
manon's heart stuttered at your words , a sharp exhale escaping her before she had a chance to stop it . she was used to the power plays , the games , the control . . . but not this . not your sincerity , you'd vulnerability , your love . . .
she looked up , gold eyes meeting yours - vulnerable and raw in a way she'd never show to anyone but you .
" youre a dick for not saying it first , y'know ? "
she mumbled , no real bite in it .
" in my defense , you said you only liked me when you were bored like . . three hours ago . "
manon winced at the memory . she had said that , hasn't she ? a careless like that now haunted her every move .
" that was . . it was bullshit , okay ? I didn't . . I didn't mean it . I was stupid "
" I know you didn't . . still hurt though , you know ? "
manon's shoulders slumped . yeah , she knew . the look of hurt that flashed through your eyes had nearly broken her . she reached up to cup your face , fingers tracing the outline of your jaw with a gentleness that surprised even her .
" I'm not good at this . "
she admitted , voice so quiet she was almost whispering .
" being vulnerable , admitting my feelings , letting you in and not . . . pushing you away . "
" it's okay . . we can help each other . . . right ? "
manon let out a shaky breath , a small , tentative smile curving her lips . help each other . it sounded so simple - yet everything about them was always so complicated .
" yeah , yes . "
she leaned into you , head resting against your shoulder . she didn't need to explain ; didn't need to force herself to be strong . with you , being vulnerable was . . . okay .
" promise you won't run ? "
" I think you should be the one making that promise . "
manon let out a scoff , swatting your arm lightly . she was still weak to your teasing , especially since she knew deep down it was true .
" shut up , I promise . I won't run . not from you . "
" good . . thank you . "
she took a moment to savor the feeling of your body against hers , finally letting herself relax . with you , she could be soft , weak . and know that you wouldnt use it against her .
manons breath caught as you settled against her , your weight warm and comforting . she hesitated for only a second before wrapping an army around you , fingers brushing through your hair .
" this okay . . . ? "
she murmured - like she needed the confirmation that this was real , that you were real . a beat passed . then she pressed a kiss to the top of your head - softly , so softly it might of been an accident .
you nod .
" Mhm .. really nice . "
manon couldn't help the smile tugging at the corners of her lips . your easy acceptance of her affection , your softness , your warmth . . . she'd spent too long being hard , being cold , only to find out that this ? it was far more addicting than anything .
so she pulled you just the tiniest bit closer , relishing in the feeling of you pressed against her. she took a moment to memorize it all - the rise and fall of your chest , the faint smell of your shampoo . . .
once you're asleep , manon decided to tell her friends she's actually settled down for once , since she had quite the reputation of being an absolute player .
her friends were , to say the least , shocked . manon was the definition of player - cold , callous , and never settling for just one person . so when she dropped the bombshell in the group chat , they didn't believe her .
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Manon: I have a girlfriend. dont make fun of me.
Dani: wtf??
Lara: proof or it didn't happen
Manon: no way I'm sending a pic of my girlfriend asleep on me like some sappy loser
Yoonchae: so you do cuddle?? damn
Megan: name? age? how did you not break her yet?
Manon: her name is y/n and she's amazing and perfect and shut up
Daniela: youre whipped
Lara: "perfect and amazing" lmao since when do you describe people like that
Megan: is she as bad as you?
Yoonchae: she must be if she can handle your ass
Manon: Lara you have literally met her
Lara: ohh shit is she the girl from the club?
Daniela: what does she look like
Megan: we need to see her so we can judge if she's really as perfect as you say she is
attatchment: one image
Lara: she's cute
Megan: I can see why you like her
Yoonchae: whys she smoking though
Daniela: not as hot as me though
Manon: she arguably is she's literally a model
Megan: she's a model??
Lara: does she have insta?
Yoonchae: whats her @
Manon: @username don't be weird.
Yoonchae: SHE'S SO PRETTY WTF?!
Daniela: okay fine maybe u win this one
Lara: sooo when are we meeting her?
Manon: uhh never?
Megan: we promise we won't do anything weird.
Daniela: we just need to see for ourselves if she's as good as you claim she is
Lara: we need to see if she can handle your crazy ass
Yoonchae: we can promise were not gonna scare her off or anything
Manon: Ill talk to her.
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notes : had to type out the texts since I ran out of images , this is my first fanfic like ever so lmk if you enjoyed!!
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