your cam Cameron head cannons were amazing, would u be able to write something for Cameron comforting fisher!reader. Maybe at susannahs funeral or when they all enter the empty house ready for Julia to sell it. If not it’s ok. Thank you !!!! 🥰
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cam cameron x reader
a/n: thank you for the request love :)))
y/n always knew cameron was the one for her. she grew up slightly in the spotlight of her older brothers. girls loved conrad and jeremiah, and they always had their own friends to hang out with. even y/n’s own friends wanted to get closer to her brothers. cam was different, he was one of the first people to understand her and care about her, not because she’s a fisher, but because she’s y/n.
y/n loves everything about the beach house. she loved her family, including the conklins. however, as summer continued, she realized the fascination the boys had with belly was taking over their mind. conrad was continuing to become more distant, and jeremiah had spent the whole summer partying with friends. belly was also obsessed with the boys, now that she felt like she was able to hang out with them.
cam was the one who she spent time with all summer. he was over the beach house all the time, swimming and going places with y/n. they ran around on the boardwalk and y/n felt more than peaceful with him. her brothers teased her for being so enamored with him, but she didn’t care. she never realized that he would be the one holding her hand at her mothers funeral.
cam was fully familiar with the connection with y/n and susannah. her only daughter, and it felt like susannah was the only one who she could connect with. y/n remembers vividly the weight that was lifted off her shoulders the first time that susannah was cleared of her cancer. the whole family was, feeling like they had finally won. they had no idea that they’d won the battle, but not the war.
in her beautiful dress, with cameron by her side, she watched the night of the ball turn to hell. the tears on jeremiah’s cheeks and the sad understanding on conrad’s was what sold it for her. she looked at her mother, who stood between the boys and she knew instantly. she couldn’t handle the eyes on her standing in front of them, so she could only walk out.
the sobs that wrecked her body didn’t come until that night, sitting on the couch surrounded by white lace and her family in black. she’d never seen her brothers look more broken then they had at that moment. jeremiah’s sweet disposition had turned to darkness, and conrad appeared to be lost in his deep thinking once more. they convinced their mother to do the trial to attempt to save her life. a deep, dark part of y/n knew that her mother wasn’t going to get better. she now understood why her mother was so adamant on seeing her in the ball in a white dress next to cam.
the following months were brutal. she tried to keep her spirits up and spend the best days with her loving mother, but it was so hard. y/n tried to not push everyone away, but it became exhausting. she thought her only purpose now was to be there for her mom, not caring about anything else besides focusing on her. her school ethic had decreased, grades sinking and performance dropping. everyone knew why, but they just ignored it. it hurt susannah to watch her little girl slip away from something she couldn’t control.
y/n watched movies with susannah all night, no matter how tired she would be the next morning. she always helped her move around when she was feeling tired or ill. y/n cooked, cleaned, and did anything that she had to do. conrad was at college, and he did the best he could being so far away. jeremiah was there, but he knew susannah wanted him to cherish every moment of his life that he could. he took her inspiration and incorporated it into his life.
the one person who lit up y/n’s life and was the flashlight in the tunnel was cam. he always came around whenever he could, and susannah completely adored him. she knew he made y/n happy, so susannah was too. she had no doubts that cameron would be there for y/n whenever, and that’s all she’s ever wanted for her kids.
every time y/n called him or texted him, he answered right away to soothe her with his words. he always knew exactly what to say that eased y/n. the brothers always poked at cam, but they’ve never seen their sister more comfortable with someone. if they couldn’t be there, they knew cam would be.
after cam had decided to skip the whale trip, he knew he did the right thing whenever he stood next to y/n. the support she needed was different from him. it was genuine concern and love from him.
y/n spent the day on the boardwalk after being forced to leave the house. she went with the whole group, including taylor and skye. she didn’t really want to go, but she knew she had to get out of the house and away from julia for a bit. they spent a while on the boardwalk, getting ice cream and trying to drown out the thoughts of their beloved home in cousins.
the energy was awkward on the boardwalk, standing with skye who knew their mom was in the wrong. y/n knew the troubles between her mom and skye’s, and skye had no hesitation to be with their mom.
“my mom hated it, but susannah loved it so much,” skye adds, mentioning susannah and her affection of the world.
“you know what else my mom loved?” conrad pokes in and y/n sighs. she knows what he’ll say, becoming very predictable. it made y/n nervous, knowing it would only bring up tension between everyone. she wishes they would just drop the conversation so they didn’t have to think about their mothers heart and how it would be broken by this. “the beach house.”
skye pauses in their steps, lightly throwing their arms up in annoyance. “my moms not evil, conrad,” they tells him, looking into his eyes and not worrying about the next words. “and your mom wasn’t a saint.”
y/n knows her mom wasn’t perfect, no one in this world is. what she did know is that susannah tried her best to be lovely toward everyone. she did everything to try and keep her family together, despite the troubles they had when growing up. maybe she wasn’t a perfect saint, but she was damn near close to one. she was their mother, for gods sake, and she treated her kids like angels until her last breath.
y/n’s face twitched, but she didn’t say anything. it was better to just leave her thoughts to herself. she felt the eyes on her, everyone knowing that she’s always the first to defend susannah. she remained silent, until someone broke the silence.
“well, skye,” belly interrupts. “have you ever played shoot your shot?”
“no, and i’m fine keeping it that way.”
it felt useless, trying to connect with skye but hopefully, they could get through the door a bit better. it was clear they were all uncomfortable, and they knew skye wouldn’t budge away from their mother. they didn’t want to waste a good day, so they moved to the laser tag building full of fun things to spend time on. y/n tossed her ice cream away, knowing what to expect.
her demeanor had changed to excitement, knowing she’ll see her person in that building eventually.
“what’s got her so cheerful?” skye asked.
“her man is in there, they’re practically inseparable,” taylor responded, smirking at y/n.
“because he loves me, and i love him,” y/n grins, flipping around to continue walking.
after a long battle of laser tag between everyone, they moved to the arcade to play around in there. they got certain looks from people after noticing their language, but they were having such a good time, feeling like the weight of the grief was off their shoulders for a bit.
gleefully, y/n looked around for cam, seeing no signs of him. she figured he’d be working today, since it was busy. she was disappointed when she couldn’t see him, but maybe she missed her chance and her shift ended. conrad and jeremiah noticed her upset at cams absence, and walked over to place a hand on her shoulder.
“you’re ok,” jeremiah reassures. “i’m sure he’s here somewhere.”
conrad nods in agreement, knowing that cam can make her so happy and just wanting him to brighten her day even more. steven, trying to bring up the mood, wanted to attempt the rock wall by himself, which got laughs from everyone around him.
“you actually can’t do that without a harness!” cam runs in, holding up the gear and recognizing stevens face. he beams up at him, knowing y/n is also there with him.
“there he is!” y/n says, walking over to him as he wraps his arms around her. when she pulls away, one of his arms is still around her shoulder and her hand is holding his.
“hey, cam!” belly greets, walking over to him. “i thought nicole said you were on a boat for an internship.”
cam looks over at y/n, who’s smiling up at him and he directs his eyes back to belly. “uh, fell through.”
belly nods, and steven breaks in and asks if he can go on now. cam sets him up alongside taylor, and he watches each of them battle for the bell at the top.
“we’re gonna go walk around the boardwalk, if you wanted to come?”
“actually, my shift ends in a few,” cam tells y/n, making her stand up straight and smile. “i’d love to, if it means you’re there.”
“we can wait for you, clock out and stuff,” she pecks him on the cheek and is practically skipping away, belly and taylor following.
the day turned out to be really great, everyone having a good time and being able to connect again. it’s been so difficult since susannah’s death and without her connective love. they all knew that she’d be happy that they could still be a family without her presence.
the drive home was easy, carefree. there wasn’t any worries, almost all of them being left at the beginning of the day. they pulled up to the home, finding comfort in the dim lights on the front porch. the little flickers and chips in the paint were there, but it’s what made it perfect to everyone else. y/n climbed out of the car, ready to go enter the home to pretend like it’s any other day. it wasn’t until she heard jeremiah’s voice from the door.
“what the fuck?” jeremiah yelled, his voice echoing in the now empty rooms.
her mothers favorite chair. their portraits, their photos. their cozy beds and their home decor. every last drop had vanished while they were gone. y/n couldn’t spit a single word out, just looking at the house that didn’t feel like home all of a sudden. the floors were shining with polish and the walls looked painfully bland.
no one could manage to form any words, y/n and her brothers just scoping out their childhood memories from the blank spaces in front of them. jeremiah leant against the wall, only being able to handle so much of his life being stripped from him. conrad was searching the whole house, trying to find a scrap of remnants.
the air quickly became suffocating. the pounding in her chest was heard in y/n’s ears, and she wanted to throw up. it was the one thing she had left of her mom, and her aunt took it all away. she felt horrible for having such a good day while strangers came in and made everything disappear. she could still envision exactly how everything was placed.
even after susannah passed, it felt like she was always there somehow. now, it wasn’t the lack of furniture that made it feel empty in the home.
y/n knew she had to get out of there, she couldn’t stand looking at the open feet of tiles and wood flooring. the glass doors were perfectly cleaned, y/n placing her hand on the handle and sliding it open. she sat directly where susannah painted her picture, and tried to imagine her mother right in front of her. instead, all she saw was the dock and the concrete of the backyard. the chirping of the crickets and buzzing of flies around her was the only thing flooding her mind at this point.
cams shoes slapped the ground as he stepped closer to her, seeing her sitting down on the ground. her elbows were placed on her knees and she just gazed into the night sky. he knew she was aware he was behind her, so he didn’t say anything. he just sat down next to her, and waited for her to be able to speak.
“i don’t understand how she could do this,” y/n mumbled, barely being able to be audible.
“she doesn’t know how to deal with her grief,” cam said. “but that doesn’t mean julia could’ve just taken everything away.”
“i’m so sick of being angry.”
“talk about it, y/n,” cam encourages. “you don’t have to hold anything in and grieve alone.”
y/n sighs, running her hands together to feel the warmth between her skin. “i’ve been angry with my dad for as long as i can remember. i’ve just gotten used to that, but i never thought it would be everyone in my family. i love my brothers to death, but i can’t help but have a little annoyance now. they’ve been so caught up with belly and everything, and conrad won’t let me or jere help. jeremiah won’t let me in, and they just- i don’t know, i just wish things could go back to the way they were. and i’m fucking pissed,” y/n lets out a fraudulent laugh, the tears coating her eyes. “i’m pissed at myself. i should’ve been able to avoid this if i tried harder.”
“i’m so, so sorry,” cam starts. “i wish i could fix it all, but you deserve to rest. you’ve done all you can do, and it’s more than enough.”
“i just don’t see it getting easier. my mom always said i’ll be ok but, i don’t know anything anymore.”
“it does,” y/n looks up, seeing cameron’s comforting features. “when i, uh, lost my sister, it’s always there, you know? but you learn how to cope with it, and the weight became lighter. it feels more like a scar, now.”
“i just don’t know how to go on without her here with me.”
“she is,” cam replies, his deep voice being music to y/n’s ears. “you’re never alone.”
y/n turns more toward her boyfriend, placing her hand beside his and letting them migrate together. she feels like smooth fingers intertwine with hers, and she lets herself breathe. she wants to feel susannah, hoping that wherever she is, she’s proud of her.
“i love you, cam,” y/n lightly grins at him, getting the same, pretty smile in return. “my mom did too.”
“i love you, too,” he whispers in her ear, letting her lean into his chest and decompress on him for a while. he just has his arm around her, hands on her back and head. “i’m never gonna let you be lonely.”
