Moving Boxes - Chapter 25 of Bacon Bits A William "Ironhead" Miller Fic
Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader
Notes - Hello all you beautiful people I am back. I hope you all had an amazing holidays and new year. I am back to writing again. I don't know how frequently I will be writing but I am back. There was going to be smut in this but I wasn't feeling writing it.
Also the change in front is the lyrics to the song the two of them are listening too. The song is Us by James Bay
Word Count: 2.6K
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God how much stuff could one man own. And where the hell am I going to put it all. Will was in the kitchen packing up some of his kitchen stuff he wanted to bring back to my house. He wasn’t going to leave Benny with nothing. Will wasn’t a monster. Well, I hope he wasn’t.
The two of us had been packing all his stuff to move into mine. He had already done most of it before I got here. Even though I told him not to. The boxes were piled up in the living room, ready to be put in my car.
Grabbing the last box of Will’s things, I headed to the living room. I could see Will packing up his coffee machine. Nearly every time he slept over, he complained about that coffee so hopefully he would stop once he moved it over to mine.
“I hope you stop complaining about my coffee now you bring that thing?” I said as I placed the box on the ground. I could see that the bookshelf he had in the shared living room was nearly empty.
“I never complained.” Will said across the room. I looked over at him giving him a telling look. He held his hand up. A crocked smile paining his features. He came over to me and wrapped his arms around my middle. His lips coming to brush against my neck until he reached my jaw. Leaving a light kiss. “I am all ready if you are?”
“Yeah. It’s just the last few boxes that need to go in the car.” I said curing to wrap my arms around his neck. Leaning up and standing on my tiptoes (I always forget how tall this man is) I kissed him on the lips. It was short. A peck.
“I’ll take the boxers. Can you bring the box from the kitchen?” Will asked. Nodding he went on. There was not point arguing with him about the heavy ones. Grabbing the one from the kitchen I made my way to the car. The boot of my red jeep was wide open. The back already littered with boxes and stuff. Will wasn’t far behind. He had three boxes balanced on top of each other. I could see my car keys in his pocket. I wasn’t going to let him drive.
“Hay!” Will said as I put my hand in his pocket and pulled my keys out. He couldn’t do anything, so he quickly expected defeat. Going to the driver side I got in and started the engine while Will shut the boot and made his way to the passenger side.
“Ready?” I said while he buckled in.
“Yep.” With that I put the car in drive and started the short drive to mine.
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It was weird to see Will truck parked in the drive. As I pulled in next to it the two of us got out. Will went to the back of the car while I went to the front door to unlock it. Going inside there were the odd box Will had brough over earlier when he brought, he car here. Setting my keys down on the kitchen table I headed out to give him a hand. Getting to the car I grabbed the IKEA bag of Will’s clothes. Got to love an IKEA bag. Will grabbed the last of the boxes.
“Where do you want to start?” I said before I felt Will sneak up behind me. His arms coming around waist.
“I wanna start by…” He said before kissing my neck. “Kissing…” and then my jaw. He twisted be around till my chest was against his. “Every inch of you.”
“We’ll be better get started cause that might take a while.” I said with a smile. He quickly picked me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my ankles locked around his waist. I giggled as he carried me to the bedroom.
As we got to the bed, he gently placed me down. He always held me like I was made of glass. Like one wrong move and I would shatter. I watched as Will removed his shirt and trouser. I mirrored him. However, I removed more. Adding my bra and knickers to the pile. Meeting his eyes, I could barely see the blue in them. He looked hunger.
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The sound of the shower woke me up from my nap. Sliding my hand over the bed I could feel that Will’s side was still warm. A smile grown on my face at the thought. Will’s side. He here. Living with me.
Getting up I grabbed a pair of clean knickers from my draw. Looking around I spotted an old and tatty sweatshirt. It was in the IKEA bag of Will’s clothes. Pulling over my head I let the oaky smell that always seemed to follow Will around. As I put my arms thought the sleeves, I realised there were holds in the cuffs. The perfect placed for my thumbs.
“I have that had thing since boot camp.” I heard Will say behind me. As I turned, I saw he stood there in just a towel. His hair wet and dripping down his face and neck. “I’m not getting that back, am I?”
“Stupid question.” I said with a smirk. Will walked over to the same IKEA bag. He pulled out a pair of sweatpants and pulled them over his thick legs. While he did that I sat on the floor and opened one of the many boxes Will had put in here earlier. Will came to sit next to me. Opening the box, I saw it was full of Will’s military stuff. I pulled out a photo. It was one of him, Santi, Frankie, and someone else I couldn’t recognise.
“That was our second tour together.” Will said while pointing to the polaroid in my hand.
“You look so young.” I said while passing him the photo. “Where’s Benny?”
“He was going thought training. He joined us about 18 months later.” He said while looking over the photo. Going back to the box I found more photos. Nearly every photo I brought out Will had a story to add to it. Ones of Benny losing a bet or all of them after a mission. Nearly everyone had this mystery man in it. I got to one with just Will and the mystery man. Turing it over it said Kuwait 2008, Ironhead and Doc.
“Who Doc?” I asked tentatively.
“He was one of the best of us. Raleigh. He was our medic. Patched me up more times than I can count. He was umm.” Will paused. I moved my hand to take him. I felt him squeeze it. He took a deep breath before continuing. “He was shot by a sniper. I still remember coming back to see his wife. They have two girls. Looked just like him. It broke me to tell them.”
I didn’t say anything. I knew that words wouldn’t help him right now. I just tightened my grip on his hand. Reasserting him that I was still here, listening to him.
“I promise you I will never do that to you.” He said turning to look at me.
“Do what?” I asked.
“I will never leave you like that. Without saying goodbye.” He moved his forehead to rest against mine. His hand resting on my cheek. “I will never leave you.”
“I know you won’t.” I reasserted him. I know he was still scared I would leave. But I would never do that to him. Never. “And I won’t leave you either.”
We sat there for a bit. My head coming to rest on Will’s shoulder. His chin resting on my head. It was nice. It was peaceful.
“We should probably keep unpacking your things at some point.” I said but really, I wanted to stay sitting here.
“Yeah, we should, but I could use some food. Wanna order in?” Will asked.
“We could. Or I could make mac and cheese?” I said.
“With bacon?” Will asked.
“Yes, with bacon.” Will suddenly got up. He pulled me up with him. He then lugged me over his shoulder. I wacked him on the back. The smirk growing with every smack of my hand. “Will!! Let me go.”
“I am getting you to the kitchen quicker.” He gently put me down. “Because I have been thinking of your mac and cheese all day.”
“Well, if you want it quickly then can you grate all the cheese cause your quicker than me.” I said.
Will grabbed the block of cheese from the fridge and started to grate it. I on the other hand grabbed a pot from the cupboard and filled it with water. Putting it on the stove I stared to head the water. Grabbing another pot, I put that on the stove. Walking behind Will I grabbed the butter and milk from the fridge. Cutting a nob of butter off I placed it in the pot to melt.
“This enough cheese?” Will asked. The plate was piled up with cheese.
“More than enough. That normally takes me like 20 minutes to grate.” I said back at him.
“Well, it’s these big strong arms.” Will said while flexing his arms.
“Stop posing and grab some pasta from the cupboard.” I said with a laugh. Grabbing the flour, I added it to the butter and started to mix it in. Will came behind me and added the pasta to the now boiling water.
“What are you doing?” Will asked while coming to stand next to me.
“I am making a rue. It’s the base for the cheese sauce. Once I have cooked out the flour, I will add the milk. And then I will add the cheese.” As I cooked off the flour Will watched over me like he was taking in everything I was doing. “Can you cook the bacon?”
“As long as I can make it extra crispy.” Will said while grabbing the bacon the fridge.
“Why would I say no to that.” With that the two of us stood next to each other by the stove. Will cooking the bacon and keeping an eye on the pasta while I made the sauce. It was nice. It was like being at home. But now I was actually at home.
What I didn’t see was Will looking down at me. His face growing a smile. He had never felt at home. The number of places he had lived in his life not one felt like home. But for the first time Will could feel himself let his guard down and feel at peace. He felt at home.
It didn’t take long for all of the stuff to be ready. Will reached up and grabbed the dish from the top cupboard.
“Thanks. I can never reach that.” I said while pouring some of the pasta into the dish.
“Well got thing you have me now.” Will said with a smile. I could feel the heat rise up into my face. God, he knew exactly what he was doing.
It didn’t take us long to put all the stuff together. Will mixing the pasta and sauce together while I added the bacon. Once it was all mixed and ready in the dish Will put it in the oven.
“How long is it going to take?” Will asked while looking into the oven.
“Until its golden and bubble on top. So about 20 to 30 minutes.” I said. I watched as Will moved away from the oven and turn on the speaker I had in the kitchen. He connected his phone and started to play some music.
Sometimes I'm beaten
Sometimes I'm broke
Cause sometimes this city is nothing but smoke
Is there a secret?
Is there a code?
Can we make it better? Cause I'm losing hope
I saw Will stretch his hand out to me. Taking it Will pull me into him. My arms moved to wrap around his neck while his laid rest on my waist. We both slowly started to sway to the song.
Tell me how to be in this world
Tell me how to breathe in and feel no hurt
Tell me how cause I believe in something
I believe in us
My head laid in his chest. I could hear the slow beats of his heart. I could also feel one of his hands rubbing circles on my back. My hand weaved itself into the short crop of golden hair at the nape of his neck.
After the wreckage
After the dust
I still hear the howling, I still feel the rush
Over the riots, oh
Above all the noise
Through all the worry, I still hear your voice
I could feel one of his hands move up my back and to my head. His hand weaved into my hair. His massaged at the back of my head. I could hear him humming to the music.
So, tell me how to be in this world
Tell me how to breathe in and feel no hurt
Tell me how cause I believe in something
I believe in us
I felt as Will leaned down. His kissed the grown of my hair. Looking up I saw something I early see on his face. Peace. Will looked at peace. He then leaned down again and kissed me in the forehead.
Tell me when the light goes down
That even in the dark we will find a way out
Tell me now cause I believe in something
I believe in us
“I love you so much.” I heard him whisper into my hair. His grip on my waist tightening.
We used to be kids living just for kicks
In cinema seats, learning how to kiss
Running through streets that were painted gold
We never believed we'd grow up like this
“I love you Will.” I said as a tear fell from my eyes. Looking up again I saw Will eyes starting to gloss over. I moved my hands from his neck to face. Cupping at his cheeks. I whipped away the tears which had started to fall from his eyes. A smile growing on his face.
So tell me how to be in this world
Tell me how to breathe in and feel no hurt
Tell me how cause I believe in something
I believe in us
“What did I do to deserve you?” He said with a slight chuckle.
Tell me when the light goes down
That even in the dark we can find a way out
Tell me now cause I believe in something
I believe in us
I believe in something
And I believe in us
“I could say the same.” I said.
We stood in the kitchen and danced for a bit before the mac and cheese was finished. Will pulled it out the oven and placed it on the side. Grabbing some bowl, I turned to see Will already tucking in with just a fork.
“Will we own bowls.” I said.
“Save washing up.” He said between bits. Placing the plates in the cupboard I came and hopped on the countertop. Will passed me a fork and the two of us tucked in.
A comfortable silence enveloped the room. Apart from the noise of the two of us chowing. It was nice. It felt like home. For the first time in a long time, I felt at home. I could get use to this.
So some updates. My both uni and work has been very busy over the last few weeks so I haven’t had a lot had a lot of time to write.
But now that work and uni are starting to calm down I should be able to start writing again. And then I am free all of the holidays to do loads of writing.
I just want to thank all you beautiful people for reading my work it means the world to me.
So I am sat here writing the next chapter of Bacon Bits and this is going to be a long one. Its around 3k words and I am not even half way through writing. Hopefully it will be out be the end of the week.
Wind-up Merchant - Chapter 2 of Doctor’s Orders a Benny Miller x Santiago Garcia Sister F!Reader Fic
Pairing: Benny Miller x Santiago Garcia Sister F!Reader
Notes - So I have now hyper fixated on this story. Enjoy
Word Count: 3.7K
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“Santi have you seen my scrubs?” I said. I had to be at work in like an hour. Where the fuck are my scrubs?
“They are in the drier. I put them in their last night. You fell asleep after putting them in the wash.” Santi said while sipping on his coffee. Thank God. Running to the drier I grabbed them. I moved from the laundry room back to my room to get dressed.
Walking back out I could hear more voices. It sounds like the guys from a few nights ago. As I got in there, I saw Will and Frankie. They were sat at the kitchen table eating some bacon and eggs Santi had made. Passing them I placed two slices of toast in the toaster before pouring myself a cup of coffee.
“Morning.” I said to the boys. “How is Benny’s face?”
“He is here if you want to have a look.” Will said. I could hear the toilet flush as he said it. I then saw Benny appear from down the hall. His hair still wet from what I guess was his morning shower.
“Morning Doc.” He said.
“That name is sticking isn’t it.” I asked already knowing the answer.
“Yep.” Benny said popping the p at the end. I could see his nose looks good. “Nose is healing good. You did a good job.”
“I never asked if you won the fight.” I said while pulling my now done toast out of the toaster. I grabbed some butter and jam out of the fridge.
“Never lost one so didn’t want to start then.” He said with that boyish smile again. He knows exactly what he was doing. He moved past me to get a mug from the cupboard.
“Well hopefully next time you won’t break your nose.” I said before taking a big bite of my toast. The jam getting on the corners of my mouth. See that there were no free seats at the table I jumped up and sat on the counter.
“So, what hospital do you work at?” Will asked, changing the subject of the conversation.
“St Mary’s. Someone as Lily. She helped me get the job. Is she working today, Frankie?” I asked Frankie.
“Nah., she worked yesterday. She isn’t working again till Thursday.” He said before taking a bit mouthful of his breakfast.
“Well, I will see her on Thursday.” A comfortable silence enveloped the room while we all ate are breakfast. All that could be heard was the clattering of cutlery and chowing. I could, however, feel Benny’s eyes on me. Looking I meet his eyes. He quickly looked down at his feet.
“I should get going. None of you guys had blocked me in, have you?” they all shock their heads. “Good. I will be back around midnight depending on how busy we are.”
“Don’t even think about it Benny.” Santi said the moment you left the house. Santi wasn’t stupid. He had seen that look in Benny face far too many times. He had also seen the aftermath. He was not going to deal with that. There was a reason he never introduced you to them. To Benny.
“I didn’t say anything.” Benny said trying to defend himself.
“You didn’t need to. She is off limits.” Santi said. He voices and face serious. “If you try anything I will not hesitate.”
“Okay. Chill Pope.” Benny said while holding his hands up in his defence. “But what if she…..”
“Benny stops talking.” Will said pointing his fork at his younger brother.
“Okay okay.” He said. Always the wind-up merchant. “I’ll stop.”
“You better if you like being alive.” Frankie said.
At St Mary's Hospital
“Morning everyone.” I said while walking through the door. I could see the nurses at the nurse station. Putting my bags away I walked over to the wall chart. It was busy but what else is new. “Who is my first patent of the day?”
“Mr Anderson. He fell and cut his leg.” Nurse Mindy said while handing me his chart. Heading over to curtain I opened it.
“Hello Mr Anderson, I heard you have cut your leg.” I said while walking over to him.
“Yes, I did dear. My hip gave out and I slipped.” He said while I looked at cut.
“It wasn’t too deep. A few stitches should do it. I will get one of the nurses to come over and set you up and I will come over and stitch you up.” I said while add to his chart.
“Sound good.” He said.
“I would also like to get orthopaedics to come and look at that hip. If that okay with you?” I asked.
“That would be great. I have been having issue for a while.” He said while pointing at it.
“Well, we will get you sorted Mr Anderson.” I said before heading back to the nurse’s station.
“Mindy? Could you please call Ortho and get a consult for Mr Anderson’s hip. Also need a suture kit set up with him as well.” I asked while placing his chart in the seen pile.
“See therefore I like then you are doctor down here. You’re a lot more polite than Doctor Williams. He is a fucking prick.” She said while grabbing the phone. I was lucky that I hadn’t work with him that much. But from what I had heard from all the nurses he was an arse and rude.
“Thanks.” Heading back to the ever-growing pile of charts I picked one up. God this was going to be a long shift.
6 hours later…..
“Hola Sanit.” I heard one of the nurses say in a flirtatious voice. He made every one of their days when he come here.
“Sophia you are married.” I said while walking over. He had brough some lunch over.
“I brough your favourite.” He said.
“Thank god. Come on we can eat in the staff lounge.” I said while moving out of the nurse’s station. “My pager is on if you need me, but Doctor Cho is here anyway.”
“How has your day been?” he asked as he sat down on one of the tables.
“Busy. Had a cardiac arrest. Child who had eaten coins. And a broken foot. Only 6 more hours to go.” I said while grabbing the food from his grasp. Opening the tub all I tucked in. “You not having any?”
“Nah. Ate lunch at work.” He said. “And it not exactly lunch time.”
“Well, sorry I work funny hours.” I said with a mouth full of food.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” He said while taking a bit of my food.
“I though you ate at work.” I asked.
“Well, I did but that smells good.” He said with a smile.
We sat and ate for a bit. This was a common thing we did. Lunch. We used to do it when I was a medical student and work crazy hours. He would come to the hospital at stupid o’clock on the morning just to make sure I ate and looked after myself. It has just been the two of us for a while. Santi and his little sister.
“You good?” He asked. Pulling out of my thoughts.
“Yeah. You?” I asked back.
“Yeah. You are working Saturday night?” He asked.
“You mean tomorrow night.” I asked, Santi nodded. “No, why?”
“Benny is having a fight and thought you might like to come. Lily will be there.” He asked.
“Sure. Should I bring my med kit just in case?” I asked as a joke.
“I would probably have it in the car, just in case.” He said. Just as he finishes my pager went off. Looking at it I saw a page from the nurse’s station.
“I need to go. There is an ambulance coming in.” Getting up I placed the plates in the dishwasher. “Hopefully I won’t be back too late, but we are understaffed when it comes to nurses.”
“Nah it fine. I will leave the front light on for you.”
“Thank. Hasta luego.” See you later. I said as we left the staff lounge, him following behind me. I pulled him into a hug.
“Hasta luego también”. See you later too. I watched him leave through the main door while the paramedics come through. Back to work it is.
Later that night
1:45am. The little clock on my dash said. I should have finished at 12 but no. Only on my shifts do people decide to get shot just as I leave. Luckily, they were just through and through. The two patients were fine. But God was I tired?
Getting out of my car I headed to the front door. Santi and acted on his front and left the front light on. Getting inside I turned it off before heading to the kitchen to grab some water. The house was quiet save the sound of bugs outside. Looking at the fridge I saw I note Santi had left.
Dinner in the fridge. Please eat it.
Santi.
Opening the fridge, I saw a container of left-over pasta bake. My stomach growl as I saw it. Getting it out I placed it in the microwave. I tried to be as quiet as possible, but Santi had decided to buy the loudest microwave on earth. The buzzing echoes through the once quiet house. I made sure not to let it beep once it finished. Opening the door, I touched it to get it out.
“Shit.” I said quietly before dropping it on the counter.
“It’s hot.” I heard Santi say with a hit of sarcasm.
“No shit. Sorry to wake you.” I said but Santi waved it off. Before grabbing a fork from the draw. I also grabbed one for Santi knowing he would want some. I jumped onto the countertop while Santi came and stood the other next to me. The food between us. We both sat silently as we ate. That was until Santi piped up.
“Heard about the shooting on the news. Wanna talk about it?” Santi asked. Sometimes I would talk about my work sometimes I didn’t. Tonight, I didn’t.
“No not really.” I said. Santi nodded before we returned to the food. It was nice. It was peaceful. As we work are way through the food I yarned.
“Go to bed. I’ll clean all of this up.” He said with soft eyes.
“Thanks. Is the washing machine empty. I need to wash my scrubs.” I asked as I got off the counter.
“I think so. Leave them outside your door and I will wash them for you.” He said.
“There is blood on them so make sure you put some anti-bacterial wash in with them.” I said while he unshed me to me to the shower.
“I will. Shower and then go to bed.” He said.
“Are you saying I look tired?” I asked just before yawning again.
“I think you just answered your own question.” He said heading back to the living room.
“Culo inteligente.” Smart arse. Going into the shower I shut the door behind me. Opening the glass door of the shower I turned it on, making sure it was hot. Quickly I stripped and chucked my scrubs onto the floor outside the door. Getting in I allowed the hot water to sooth my aching muscles. I stood there for a bit before grabbing my shampoo I washed the dirt and grime out of my hair. After getting all the shampoo out I added conditioner and let it sit while I washed all the sweat off my body.
After getting the conditioner out I turned off the shower and got out. Wrapping the soft towel around myself. Santi did have old and scratchy towels, but I made him buy new ones. Thank God because my skin was so sore after a few days of using them.
Heading to my door I could hear the washing machine going. God Santiago was a saint. Quietly closing my door behind me I opened my top draw and picked up a pair of knickers. Dropping the towel, I was wearing and pulled the simple fabric up my legs. Opening the second draw I picked up a shirt. Walking over to my bed while I pulled it over my body. Climbing into bed I pulled the thick cover over me. So, some reason Santi always decided to have the house freezing. But it didn’t take long for sleep to take over. Hopefully I would get a lay in tomorrow.
Next Morning
Looking over at my clock on my bedside table it red 7:21 am. I could hear shouting and voices from the kitchen and living room. All I wanted was a lay in but no. What is it with military men and early mornings.
Getting put I grabbed a pair of legging of the floor. I open the door to my room. I could hear Santi, Frankie, Benny and Will. It seemed like Benny was telling some kind of story.
“I worked 14 and a half hours yesterday. I didn’t get home till nearly 2 in the morning. All I wanted was a lay in. So please for the love of all that is holy keep your voices down.” I said.
“Sorry. Didn’t realise you were asleep.” Benny said.
“Well, I was. Please tell me that is coffee.” I said while pointing at the mug Santi had just poured. He just passed it to me. Not before adding some more sugar and a splash of milk. Taking at first sip I could already feel myself walking up.
“What time is the fight?” I asked. I watched as Benny’s face light up after I asked. I wasn’t the only one to see it thought. I could see a stone-cold face wash over Will’s.
“Around 8. You coming?” He asked.
“Yeah, I guess.” I answered back. Opening the cupboard behind me I grabbed a bowl and the cereal next to it. Pouring some into the bowl I went to the fridge but as I opened it was meet with an empty bottle.
“Que te he dicho de la leche Santi.” What have I told you about the milk Santi. I said while waving the empty bottle in his face.
“Podría decir lo mismo de las cajas de cereal vacías.” I could say the same about the cereal boxes. He said in rebuttal. I narrowed my eyes. The same why he does when he is fighting.
“Dick.” I said back. Abandoning the bowl continued on with my coffee. “Frankie is Lily coming?”
“Yeah. We have a sitter looking after Sophia.” He spoke. His face always lit up when he talked about his little family.
“God, it feels like forever since I saw Lily.” It has been. At least since Santi last deployment. Hopefully tonight will be fun.
Boxing Gym
The first thing that hit me was the smell. The smell of sweat and stail beer. I could see there was already a fight taking place. The noise of the crowd defining. Scanning the room, I could see Lily sat on her own on the front row.
“I am going to head back as see the guys.” Santi said, well shouted at me over the noise.
“Okay. I can see Lily from here, so I am going to head over.” With that the two of us split up. I saw Santi head for what I guessed were the locker rooms.
“Lily.” I said. As she turned her face lit up and she screamed at me.
“Y/N.” She screened over the noise while. “OMG. It’s so good to see you.”
“You are too.” I said back as I took my seat next to her.
“I cannot believe we still haven’t work together yet.” She said.
“I know. I did see we are scheduled together on Monday for the graveyard shift.” I said.
“Yeah, I saw that. We can properly catch up then.” Before she could finish the lights went down and the announcer started talking. He started with the man Benny was fighting. Then they announced Benny.
“From Red Feather Lakes, Colorado, standing six foot three, weighing in at 195 pounds, I bring you, Ben Miller!” With that the room erupted into cheers. I could see Benny emerge from the double doors. His brother, Frankie and Santi trailing behind him. The latter two split off and made their way over to us. Frankie came to sit next to Lily. Giving her a big kiss. Santi came to sit next to me.
Looking into the ring I could see Benny climbing into the ring. He was sporting those red shorts again. His hair slicked back whether from sweat or gel. His was parading around the ring like a gladiator. His fists held high. He turned to look at us. He quickly caught my eye. If looks could kill he would be in prison. He definitely knew what he was doing. I could feel the heat go to my face and south. He quickly returned to the fight at hand. It was like a switch had been flipped. His back straightened, fists up and eyes trained on one thing. The “enemy”.
The moment the bell rung out it was chaos. I never like this. It was barbaric. With every punch and kick I could hear it. Feel it even. I could see the blood coming from the men falling to the floor. Benny was doing good. Well, that was until he got distracted. He caught my eye again. He lost focus for what felt like a second and the man suckered him in the face. Benny fell to the ground. The crowd groaned as it happened. Looked over to Will I could see the pain on his face.
Come on Benny get up. Get up. And he did. Before the ref could count him out, he got back up. He gave me a quick smile and went on. He quickly round housed the man. He fell to the ground with a thud. The crowd went wild. Benny lifted his hands up again like Maximus Decimus Meridius himself. I watched as Will went into the ring to check on his brother. Will then come over to where we were all sitting. He beckoned me over with a wave.
“Have you got you kit on you; Benny got a nasty cut on his eyebrow?” I heard Will ask.
“Yeah, I go can get it from the car.” I said while getting up. “I will meet you guys in the locker rooms.
As I walked in, I saw Benny sat on his own on a bench. He had put on a hoodie, maybe even taken a quick shower. Evident from the went mop of hair on his head.
“We need to stop meeting like this.” I said while coming to sit next to him. His face wasn’t as bad as last time. But he was going to sport a good black eye and that cut needed cleaning. Maybe a few stitches.
“Ohh but you enjoy it Doc.” He said with a smirk. I shined my touch in his eyes to make sure he wasn’t concussed.
“What I don’t enjoy is watched my friends get the shit beaten out of him.” I said while grabbing some alcohol wipes to clean the cut in his eyebrow.
“So, I am a friend now.” He said. I could feel his eyes on me. Those piecing blue ones. Not trusting my own voiced I hummed a response. “Gonna need you to use your words Doc.”
“Yes, you are a friend. Now stop moving your head and let me clean the cut on your eyebrow.” I said trying to change the subject of the conversation.
“Roger Doc.” He said with a smirk. This boy was trouble, and he knew it. “Maybe I will get another cool scar.”
“Are you questioning my skills?” I said while getting a suture kit from my bag.
“Nope Doc.” He said popping the p.
“Do you want me to numb it or are you a big strong boy?” I said with a flirtatious twang. Two can play at this game.
“Nah just get straight to it.” He said. Grabbing the needle, I started to push it into his eyebrow. I heard him take a deep breath.
“I can still numb it.” I said looking him straight in the eyes. He shook his head slightly. With that I continued. Four stitches are all that it took. Grabbing some cleaning dressings in placed them on. “Change this tomorrow, I can come and have a look on Monday before work.”
“Ohh I sure will Doc.” He said. “I should let you go. Thank for patching me up.”
“No worry, Benny.” I said with a smile before heading out to meet Santi by the car.
Inside the locker room
“You are going to get yourself in trouble Kid.” Benny heard Frankie say. “That is not someone you want to chase.”
“Who says I am chasing?” Benny said trying to play it down.
“I am not blind Benny. And Pope would kill you.” Frankie wasn’t wrong and Benny knew that. Santi had a few photos of you in his bunk when they were all deployed. One of the old teammates got a hold of it and Santi lost his shit. He wasn’t someone to lose his shit, but it seems like you were a touchy subject.
“Isn’t she an adult. Can’t she make her own decisions.” Benny said.
“Not the point Benny. She is Santiago’s baby sister. For a long time, it has just been the two of them.” Frankie said with a serious tone. Something Benny rarely saw. “Don’t be stupid Benny. Just go for someone else.”
The problem is that once Benny has his mind on something it can’t be changed. And right now, all he can think about is you.
Broken Nose - Chapter 1 of Doctor’s Orders a Benny Miller x Santiago Garcia Sister F!Reader Fic
Pairing: Benny Miller x Santiago Garcia Sister F!Reader
Notes - So I may or may not of written a outline for a Benny x reader story after reading some of your work @jessie-writes-things. I will keep going with Bacon bits, that my baby. But here is another story to sink your teeth in. This is only an introduction.
Word Count: 1.4K
Masterlist
“What do you want Santi? I am trying to sleep.” It wasn’t uncommon for my big brother to call at God knows time in the morning. It was more annoying at 2 in the morning after working a 12-hour ER shift. When all I wanted was sleep. It also didn’t help that I had just moved here. It was nice living with Santi again. When he was still in the military we lived together. Medical school is expensive, so we shared the costs of living.
“Have you got your kit on you?” He asked. I know exactly what he wanted. He had told stories of all his old army buddies. I had meet Frankie. He was one of the few I had meet and got along with.
“Yeah. Why?” Getting out of bed moving to start to get dressed. Quickly put him in speaker phone.
“I think Benny broke his nose in his fight and he won’t go to hospital.” He said. A voice could be here someone in the background shouting. It sounded like he was saying he was fine. “You’re not fine Benny. She is coming to have a look.”
“Where are you?” I asked while slipping on some shoes. Grabbing My phone taking it off speaker. Walking into the living room I scanned the room to try and find my medical bag.
“At the gym I told you about.” Santi said.
“The one near the school.” I asked while grabbing the red bag and my keys. Heading out the door the making sure to lock the door.
“Yeah.” He answered back.
“I will be there in about 10 minutes.” I said while getting into the car.
“Good. Text me when you get here, and I will get Frankie to let you in.” With that Santi hung up. He was lucky I wasn’t working tomorrow.
At the Gym
Pulling into the car park there were only 2 cars there. One must have been Frankie’s. Parking next to it I got out and grabbed my bag out the back. I quickly text Santi that I was were. Walking up to the door I saw Frankie jogging to the door.
“Come on.” Frankie said while opening the door for me. “How have you been?”
“Good. This hospital is a lot better than the last. It’s nice living with Santi again. How is Rosie?”
“She is running around like crazy. Lily wants another one.” He said with a huge smile on his face.
“I need to come over and see her. She must miss her Aunty Y/N.” I said as we made are way through the gym hall.
“God, you have no idea. Maybe you could watch her one night so me and Lily can go out.” He said while opening the door for me.
“I would love to Frankie.” I said while going through the open door. Opening my bag, I got out two blue gloves. I could see Santi stood next to a tall blonde man. I could then see another dirty blonde man. He was sat on a metal bench with blood on his nose.
“Y/N.” Santi said. “Creo que está roto pero no me escuchará.” I think it's broken but he will not listen to me.
“le echaré un vistazo.” I’ll take a look at it. I said before walking over to the man. He was wearing boxing shorts. I had to admit me was very good looking. He had chiselled abs and thick thighs. Getting to his face he had a boyish smile in his face.
“Now I understand why you kept her away from us Santi” he said. I reached up and wiggled his nose. He winced. I could hear Santi laughing in the background as I did it.
“Sorry.” I said. I looked over his face. His nose was definitely broken. “It’s definitely broken. I would like for him to got to the ER and get a scan, but I guess that isn’t going to happen.”
“Can you set it here?” the bloodied blonde said.
“Benny why don’t we just go to the ER?” The tall blonde said. Benny. It fits.
“God no. We will be stuck there for hours.” He said.
“I could set it here but if I do its gonna hurt.” I said.
“I’m sure I can take it Doc.” He said with that boyish smile again.
“Okay then. Can one of you go and get me some ice?”
“Sure, I will.” The taller blonde said. I could hear Santi and Frankie chatting in Spanish behind me.
“Benny.” He said.
“Huh?” I questioned as I got some gauze out of my med bag.
“My name is Benny. And yours is?” He asked. I could see his eyes scanning over me. Like he was sizing me up.
“Has Santi not told you it?” He shook his head. “Y/N.”
“Beautiful name for a beautiful lady but I think Doc fits better.” He said. I could feel the heat reaching my face. But it was short lived as Santi came over and slapped Benny in the back of the head.
“Cabrón.” Fucker. Santi said. A smile gracing my lips. The tall blonde came back over.
“I never caught your name.” I said while looking up at the man.
“Will. I am this idiots’ older brother.” He said while handing me the ice.
“Thanks.” I placed the ice bag in Benny’s lap. “Right, I am going to try and set your nose as best I can. I would have preferred getting a scan, but I guess that isn’t going to happen. I will do it on the count of three. Okay?”
He nodded. Placing my thumbs on either side of his nose started to count.
“1,2” I quickly snapped his nose back. “3.”
“Shit. You said count of three.” He said while leaning back a hit of annoyance on his breath. He brought the ice to his face.
“Cause if I did it on the count of three you would know when I did it.” Grabbing some extra gauze, I placed then under his nose. Trying to catch the blood from his nose. His hand came to envelope mine. Hit was nearly twice the size of mine. He took the gauze from my hand and held it close to his nose. “Does he live with anyone?”
“Yeah me.” Will held his hand up.
“Keep an eye on his. It does look like his has concussion, but I can’t do a CT scan to be sure. I would like for him to go to hospital to get one, but I guess he won’t be convinced. Don’t let him drive or drink for the next 72 hours. Take some pain meds once you get home. Try not to break your nose again. And next done call me after I have worked 12 hours in the ER.”
“At least you’re not working tomorrow.” Santi said.
“No, I am not.” I said while packing up my stuff and walking over to Santi. “But you do own me breakfast.”
“Yep. I didn’t drive so can I have your keys.” I said. I handed him my keys as the two of us headed out.
Still inside the Gym
Benny had the biggest smirk on his face as he watched you leave. Will know exactly what his little brother was thinking. He gave his brother a slap over the back of the head.
“Don’t even think about it.” Will said as Benny rubbed the spot he just got hit.
“I wasn’t.” Benny said. Will wasn’t convinced. “Okay I was but who wouldn’t.”
“Santi would kill you. I would probably help him hid the body.” Will said as he started heading to the front of the gym to leave.
All Benny could think about was you. Your hand. And God your eyes. He was fucked. And he knows that if he tried anything Santi would kill him. You were forbidden fruit, but Benny didn’t care. He was going to have you one way or another.
As voted for, here's a little unedited Benny fluff! I've been going off about Benny dating someone from Britain and how much he'd love Bonfire night for a good two months now, like I've lost count of how many times I've mentioned it in the discord. Really, I should have really posted this on the 5th, but I was working all that weekend and couldn't find the time, but it's here now and I'm happy regardless! 😅🥰
Pairing: Benny Miller x Neutral British Reader
Words: 900
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: A very, very vague allusion to PTSD. Nothing dark in the slightest.
Summary: Benny Miller would love fall, he'd love bonfire night, and he'd be a massive literature/history buff and no one can prove me otherwise!
‘Tell me about this guy again.’
Benny snuck up behind you, wrapping himself around your neck so his arms rested on your shoulders, flickers of orange reflecting off the dark coloured drink in his hand. He radiated nearly as much heat as the fire blazing in front of you, warming your back from the November chill and you wondered how much of that was from the beer’s verses just himself.
‘A really fucking long time ago, way before you bloody Americans were even a thought.’ You teased, tugging on the strings of his hoodie for emphasis and he laughed, smile pressed to the heated part of your cheek. ‘A guy called Guy Fawkes tried to blow up parliament.’
‘That’s it?’
You shuffled back into his arms, not that Benny gave you much room in the first place, but at least now you could see his face. ‘What do you mean “That’s it?”’
‘That’s not the whole story.’
‘Then why don’t you tell me it then, Mr I know everything about every British holiday!’ You tried mocking his accent, kinda failed, but laughed when he headbutted you playfully in retaliation. ‘I’ve told you the story enough times anyway.’
Screams echoed the packed field, a mix of terror and joy as the cart descended on the pop-up drop ride. It fell halfway, the scratches cut short, a wave of anticipation building as the cart made its slow climb back to the top once again. There were other, smaller rides; a little caterpillar shaped coaster for kids that your nieces and nephews had begged Benny to go on earlier that evening only to find he wouldn’t fit in the car.
Despite all the people everywhere, Benny’s voice barely made it above a soft mumble, his head snuggled snuggly into the neck of your own scarf and coat, so close you could feel the scruff adorning his cheeks brush against your own.
‘Good ol’ Guido Fawkes.’ He dropped his own shitty British accent pretty quick, the both of you laughing too hard for him to get a word out. ‘Grew up in York. Fought for the Catholics in Spain and England. Wanted to kill The King in the Gunpower Plot but a whistle blower got him got done for treason. Now every year you’s remember by blowing shit up, technically to celebrate The King escaping. Though after hearing what you’s do to your political statues, I don’t think that’s the case no more.’
‘And that’s it?’
Dark figures busied themselves across the field. You watched them huddle together for a while before breaking off, assumingly putting the last things together for the firework display. People stopped in their tracks, lining up against the wall next to the two of you. An eager buzz grew around you.
And with that came the anxiety, thick enough it was almost suffocating. Benny’s chest rose a little harsher against your back. Arms tightened. He took a sip of his drink, rested his cup again, then lifted it for another before continuing in a forced tone that only did an okay job at hiding the shaky words.
‘Guy “accidently” died just before his execution.’ You raised a brow in his direction, knowing that big brain of his was hiding more than he was giving off. ‘What? You want to hear all the military shit? I read the Wiki again on the plane, I’m ready to go.’
‘I’m good, thanks.’
His smile was weak, but it was there.
The first firework was silent as it lifted into the air. It was a shock to the both of you as the lights exploded into the night sky, momentarily blinding before the colours dulled enough to see the pretty bombshell pattern.
A couple of smaller ones followed, accompanied by a chorus of oooos and awwws by the audience. You turned to face him, sprinkles of pink and purple lights reflected in Benny’s glazed eyes. He was unphased by the next loud whiz of the rocket going into the air. There was no little jump when it combusted into tiny green and blue pieces.
You waited for the next one to go off before kissing his cheek, watching him blink in the wake of the pretty lights. It was like he suddenly came back to life, tilting his head towards you like a confused puppy.
‘You’re doing better this year.’ You had to yell over the booms for him to hear.
Benny scoffed, rolling his eyes but grinning regardless. ‘It’s the therapy.’
‘It’s still you.’
His eyes shifted, another blip of sarcasm waiting to happen. But then he stopped, softening, shifting his gaze back to your face. There was nothing left to say really, and it was hard to describe, but even as you carried on watching the firework display, you felt Benny watching you. It was an odd sort of calming warmth that seeped through your skin and sent tingles running through your veins.
It wasn’t until the show was over and people were clapping and cheering that he finally snapped out of his strange little haze, suddenly reappearing back into the busy park with the hundred-odd people and the fire blazing thirty feet tall and you wrapped up in his arms.
Something pressed down on his chest, not anxiety but a pleasant feeling and when he opened his mouth to speak, you found him catching himself, rethinking the words before asking, ‘Can we go Spoons now? My hands are freezing.’
Hot Heads - Chapter 24 of Bacon bits a William "Ironhead" Miller Fic
Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader
Notes - Not my best work. Really just a filler chapter. It is mostly Will
Warning - Violence
Word Count: 2.7K
Masterlist
Will had moved more times than he could count. Whether that was from one house to another in Colorado. For from base to base. From country to country. The one thing that had always been constant on his life was the three guys. Frankie, Santi, and Benny.
Will went through basic on his own. Same as Benny. He was beaten down and moulded into the perfect soldier. The one who will pull the trigger. The one who will get the mission done. That why he fit so well into delta force. He always goes the mission done. No matter what happened.
But everything was different now. He had been a civilian for many years now. He wasn’t caked in Kevlar. He didn’t have guns and ammo strapped to him. He wasn’t ducking from RPGs and gunfire. He wasn’t sleeping on rocks or eating slop. He was home.
Right now, he was sat at a high bar top with the guys. It was quite busy in the bar. Music was blaring from the speakers drowning out the voices of all the people. As Will scanned the room he could most of the people in the room were probably 15 years his younger. Looking over at the bar Santi and Benny were chatting us one girl while getting the next round. Benny has had a shit week. Emily had broken up with him earlier in the week. No reason just told him she couldn’t do it anymore and left him. So, the guys all decided to go out as a group and get some drinks.
“You good Will?” Frankie was sat next to him. Frankie was taking advantage of the last 2 months till the baby comes. Lindsey and you were at home. You had been with her during the day and Will had dropped you home before heading out.
“Yeah. Feeling old.” Will want to lie.
“How do you think I feel? I’ve got a baby on the way.” Frankie said with a smile. Will know that Lindsey and Frankie were really looking forward to the baby. At every opportunity Frankie would whip out the photos.
“How are you doing with all that?” Will asked. Frankie had been a bit quite the last few days. You had mentioned a few days ago that Lindsey was a little worried.
“What do you mean? I’m fine.” Will knew Frankie was lying. He had a shit poker face.
“Fish. Your being quiet.” Will said.
“I’m scared.” Frankie said. His voice just audibles over the music and chatter. “Scared of losing her. Of losing both of them. We went to the doctor on Monday. They went over her birthing plan. The doctor went over everything. About what might happen if something went wrong. It kinda all became so real for me.”
“She will be fine Fish. You just need to be there for her. And we will all be there for her.” Will said.
“I know. And Lindsey is loving having Y/N around. She had been a great help.” Frankie said with a smile. You had spent a lot of time with Lindsey over the last few weeks. Helping her prepare and sort things.
“You think I don’t know. All Y/N goes on about is the baby stuff the two of them keep finding.” Just as Will said that Santi and Benny walked over. Both Will and Frankie looked over as they said down.
“I still don’t know how Pope does it.” Benny said. “The moment he walked it every woman in this bar was looking at him.”
“You just need to learn.” Pope said before taking a sip of his drink.
The guys chatted for a few hours. Benny got drunker as the night went on but was still remotely sober. Frankie left first. He didn’t want to leave Lindsey on her own all night. And the man needed as much sleep as he could before the baby came. Pope was next. He left we a girl from the bar. They had been chatting for a while. It was just Will and Benny now.
“Ready to head off.” Will said. The bar was quieting down. Getting up Will went to the bar to pay the rest of the tab while Benny headed outside. As Will got out of the bar he saw Benny leaning against the car. Benny had been quiet the last few days. Will knew that Emily leaving him was hitting him hard. Benny though he had found the one.
Getting to the car the two men got in without a word. As Will set off an awkward silence enveloped the cab. It was weird. The ride from the bar to home wasn’t very long but it felt like eternity. Will could see Benny’s legs bouncing in the footwell.
As Will pulled into the driveway and turned he engine off. He turned to see Benny looked straight forward.
“I want to tell you something.” Will said. Benny just turned to look at Will. Will took a gulp making his Adam’s apple move.
“I am moving in with Y/N next week.” Will said. Benny’s face didn’t change. He just got up and out of the car. Not uttering a word to Will “Shit.”
Will quickly got out and followed Benny.
“Benny.” Will shouted while he quickly got out and followed Benny. Benny just ignored him. As they got to the front door Will looked Benny over. He had his fighting stance. Fists tight. Shoulders back. Legs straight. Will know this could go one of two ways. And he hopes it was the most extreme.
“Benny. What is wrong?” Will said trying to calm the situation. He had no idea what he had done. Will knew the look on Benny face. And it never ended well when he looked like that. “Please tell what is wrong?”
“It doesn’t matter.” Benny said under his breath.
“Well, there is obviously something wrong.” Will said. Will came over to place his hand on his brother’s shoulder. Benny just knocked his arm off. Benny then shoved Will back. “What the fuck is wrong?”
“You.” Benny said while shoving Will again and again. “It’s you.”
“What have I done?” Will said confused. Benny was getting more frustrated. Angrier. Will could see it on his face. Will could see him thinking about what to say. “Say what you want to say Ben.”
Will was going to regret saying that. Benny suddenly throws his fist at Will. He made contact with his face. Mainly hitting his jaw. Will could feel it on his nose, but it wasn’t broken. He stumbles back until he got steady.
“What the fuck Ben?” Will said while shoving Benny back. Will could feel some blood dripping from his nose and lip. Benny then surged forward. The two of them fell to the ground. Benny got on top. While will tried to push Benny off. Tried to stop him. He pushed at his face. Will was able to make Benny lose balance on top of him, making it easy to flip him over onto the grass. Will was now on top. He pinned Benny’s hands to he ground. Benny thrashed trying to get out of Will’s grasp. “Benny stop. Stop!”
Benny stopped. Will let him go. Moving to sit next to him. The Miller brothers sat here getting their breaths.
“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?” Will said. Almost instantly Benny got up and headed to the front door. Will know he wasn’t going to get anything out of him. And if he kept questioning him the two of them probably end up doing something they would regret. “I’m going to Y/N’s. When you get an answer for why you tried to beat the shit out of me come find me.”
Y/N's House
As Will opened your door he saw all the lights were off. He had told you he would go to say at his house tonight, so he didn’t expect the lights to be on. He quietly shut the door and locked it behind him. Sliding off his boots he placed them next to your shoes by the door. He quietly walked over to your kitchen and turned one of the small lights on. Opening the freezer, the grabbed a pack of frozen peas for his face. He could feel the blood on his face drying.
“Will?” He looked up to see you. You were wearing one of his sweatshirts. A baseball bat in hand. He could see the concern on your face. He watched you place the bat on the wall and walk over. You took the peas from him and moved it from his face. “What happened?”
“Benny.” Will said. He watched you leave the room after he said that. You then walked back in with a bag. It was one of his gym bags he had left here one night. You lifted it to the table and grabbed the first aid kit. Moving a chair to Infront of him. He watched as you took a cotton pad and doused it in hydrogen peroxide. As soon as you touched Will lip, he took a deep breath.
“Sorry.” You said eyes meeting his. Once it was clean, he saw you placed the cotton pad on the table. He then felt a cool gel rub on his face. Your fingers rubbing it in. “Why did Benny do this?”
“I don’t know. He just freaked out after I told him I was moving in with you. I knew this would happen.” Will said.
“Where is he now?” You asked.
“He’s at home. I drove him home and told he. He kicked off and hit me. I left him there to cool off.” Will said. He had seen what Benny can be like when he is like this.
“Well that a good idea. I would rather not have to bail you out of jail.” He watched as you got up and pack away the first aid kit. “Why don’t you go and have a shower. Then meet me in bed.”
“Yeah, that sound like a good idea.” Will said. You moved to stand between his legs. You lips coming to kiss him on the forehead. He watched as you made your way back to your bedroom. He sat there for a bit before he got up. He opened the door to your bedroom and saw you. You were already fast asleep. Wrapped up in the duvet and his sweatshirt. Will smiled to himself before headed down the hall to the shower.
Shutting the door Will turned the shower on. Turning back to the mirror he could see the damage Benny had done. He would definitely feel it in the morning. Getting out of his clothes in hopped into the shower. He just let the warm water loosen his muscles. Get all the dirt from the carpark out of his hair.
He wasn’t in long. Not wanting the noise to wake you. He got out and grabbed one of the towels from the shelf. Wrapping it around himself he turned the light off and left. He quietly walked over to your room and went in. He knew you had put some of his boxers in your top draw. He might not have physically moved in yet, but it felt like it. The amount of time he spends here and some of the things he had here. Putting in some boxers he quietly got into the bed.
Nearly as soon as he got in you moved to wrap your leg over his and your arm moved to his chest. He leaned down and kissed you on the forehead. He could smell the shampoo and conditioner in your hair. He brushed your cheek with his thumb.
“Go to sleep Will.” He heard you whisper. It didn’t take Will long to fall asleep. He didn’t know why he always fell asleep so quickly around you. Whether it was you scent, warm or just you. But since sleeping with you, in the same bed he has always fall straight to sleep.
Next Morning
Waking up Will turned to a cold bed. He saw that your phone wasn’t on charge either. He quickly got up and grabbed a pair of sweatpants from one of your draws. As he left your room though he heard your voice.
“Morning.” You said. He watched you grab an already filled mug and hand it to him. “Your cut looks a lot better.”
“Yeah. My jaw is just sore.” Will said before taking a sip of his coffee.
“You need to go and talk to him.” You said. Will knew he needed to be the bigger person and go talk to him.
“Yeah, I should.” He answered back to you.
“Where is he?” You asked. Will knew exactly where he would be.
Will could hear Benny as he walked in. It was Sunday so the gym wasn’t going to be open for a few more hours. It meant it was only the two of them. Benny was over by the punching bags. The rhythmic sound of him hitting it echoed throughout the room.
“I remember when we were younger Dad you to get us to punch a bag in the garage when we were angry. It’s probably why he got us into hockey. Somewhere to get out our anger. Maybe that why we were so good in the military.” Will said while walking over to stand Infront of Benny. The punching bag between them. “But right now, I want you to stop hitting that and explain why you hit me?”
Benny stopped. He let his hands drop to his side. Will looked over his brother hands. He hadn’t wrapped them properly. He was never good at doing it. His knuckles starting to turn red.
“I was angry. Angry that you have everything I want. I want the girl. I want what you have. And you moving out just made it all real to me. That I don’t have that.” Benny said. “It has always been us. Benny and Will.”
“And it will still be me and you. I am not going anywhere. I want to move in with her. I want a life with her. And at some point, you will get that. I know that you and Emily didn’t end very well but you will find someone. But hitting me isn’t the answer.” Will looked his brother in the eye. He had seen this look on his so many times and he will probably see it again many more.
“I’m sorry.” Benny said in a quiet voice. “What did Y/N say?”
“Well, she didn’t know I was going back to her. So, while I was sat in her kitchen, she walked in with my baseball bat.” Will chuckled. “She freaked out abit when she saw my face.”
“Well, I did do a good job. I didn’t break your nose did I.” Benny asked slightly concerned.
“Nah. Just a busted lip and a bruised jaw. But I will be fine.” Will said. He slowly walked over to his brother and pulled him into a hug. Will could feel Benny take a deep breath as they in braced each other.
Pulling out of the hug the two of then stood there for a second. “Why don’t we go and get some food before we open the gym?”
“God yes. I am starving.” Benny said while grabbing his jacket and wallet from the gym office.
“You’re paying though.” Will said as they go to the door.
“That seems fair.” Benny said as they headed over to one of the trucks. Before they reached the truck Will stopped.
“I know I should have told you in a better way, but I didn’t know how.” Will said.
“I get it. I was in a shit mood, and it all came to a head after you told me. I am happy for you.” Benny said.
“Good. Now food.” Will said. The one thing the Miller boys have in common is that food is always the best way to rekindle after an argument. They would do that back home. Pancakes and bacon always did the trick.
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9) Only here, at step number nine, do you get to the adult content warning pictured above. You have been through eight different steps, the last six of which have also been opportunities for you to see that this has adult content. And AO3 has *STILL* stopped you to ask one last time “are you sure you want to read this because it has things that only adults should see in it”.
If after this point you are reading incest and paedophilia then it’s probably because you specifically went looking for it.
“You find the content you find behind this warning disgusting, horrifying, upsetting, triggering? You consented. You said you could handle it, and you were able to back out at any time. You take responsibility for yourself when you click through this, and so long as the creator used warnings and tags correctly, you bear full responsibility for its impact on you.”
Stop complaining with writers when you dislike a story FGS
This also works when stories are tagged, oh say, infidelity. If you don’t want to read about someone in your OTP being unfaithful (I.E., HAVING SEX WITH A DIFFERENT PERSON), don’t read that freaking story. The tags are there for YOU. So stop complaining when the story contains exactly what the author says it contains. Freaking hell.
If I go to the supermarket, walk down the fish aisle, pick up a salmon fillet, pay for it, take it home, put it in the oven, wait for it, take it out, then take a bite…
I cannot complain to Tesco that I don’t like fish.
I have never accidentally read an incest fic on Ao3. It’s clear to me that these angry moralizers are actively looking for the content they rail against and taking their post-nut guilt out on others.
Polariod Photo - Drabble in Bacon Bits a William "Ironhead" Miller Fic
Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader
Warning - Male Masterbation
Word Count: 899
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Will really didn’t want to go to this. Santi had organised for the two of them to go to a security conference. It was a week away. A week away from you.
Will was stood by a front desk with Santi waiting for their hotel keys. Last time he let Santi book the hotel he only booked one room and Will had to sleep on the floor for two days. He even had to spend 3 hours at outside the door while Santi got laid.
“One for you.” Santi said as he handed Will a key card. “And one for me.”
“Well at least I don’t have to sleep in the floor his time.” Will said as the two men made their way to the lift.
“I did apologize for that.” Santi said. The two men got out of the lift and head to their rooms. Santi was first. The two of them agree to say in tonight and meet in the lobby at 7 for breakfast.
Will got to his room and unlocked the door. It was a nice room. Nothing special. Small is bathroom. Big king bed.
Chucking his bag on the bed he fell next it. Starting to unpack it an envelope fell out. Grabbing it off the floor the front. It had your handwriting on it. It said open when alone. Opening it Will pulled out a letter.
Hiya Will,
I know you are going to miss me over the week or so. And trust me I will to.
Me and Lindsey went shopping and got some new things. I know you love the colour green on me. So hopefully you will enjoy these.
Love you
Xx
As Will looked into the envelope he pulled out a series of polaroid photos. As he turned them around his breath hitched in the back of his throat. You were sat on your bed in emerald, green lingerie. They made you look amazing. The next photo had you laying down. The angle looked down at you. Lindsey must of help you take these. The last one those. You were sat on your knees. All you were wearing was one of Will zip up hoodies. The sides just covering your breasts.
Will could his boxers tighten as he looked through the photos. Abandoning unpacking Will undid his trousers and slid them down his legs. The boxers quickly joined the pool of clothes on the floor.
Placing the photos on the bed Will took himself in his hands. He was already so sensitive and hard. He slowly started to pump himself. His hand going from the base right to the tip. He squeezed as he got to his tip. Will let his body fall back so his torso was laying on the bed while his legs were over the edge of the bed. His feet planted on the carpeted floor.
Will closed his eyes. He could see you. Laid out on your bed. Wearing his hoodie and nothing else. He loved when you wore his clothes. At first it was innocent. But once the two of you started to see it each other it moved to not so innocent.
“Shit.” Will could feel it. The familiar feeling in his abdomen. His feet started to lift off the floor. Thrusting himself into his hand. Will could feel a sheen of sweat covering his face. He picked up the pace.
“Fuck.” Will was getting so close. His balls had started to pull up and feel heavy. His grip tightened as he got close and closer. Suddenly Will came. Your name falling of his tongue like a pray. His cum shot out of the thick cock and onto his shirt. Will let go of himself as it became too much. His breath was heavy and uneven, and he came down.
Pulling his shirt off his reached down to the floor to grab his phone out of his jeans. He quickly dialled your number.
“You are going to be the death of me baby.” Will said while still out of breath.
“So, you saw the photos.” Will could hear your smirk.
“Yeah. And you are right about me liking the colour green on you baby. But I think my hoodie had to be the icing on top.” Will said while moving to sit with his back to the headboard. He picked up the photos again.
“Funny enough I am wearing it right now.” You said before yawning. Will looked down at his watched. Shit he thought. It is nearly two in the morning back home. He forgot about the time difference.
“Did I wake you?” Will asked. He knows he did. The two of you always went to bed pretty early. And he knows how much you likes your sleep.
“I was just getting to sleep but it fine. I am just happy you enjoyed the photos.” You said. Will could hear you trying to hide a yawn.
“Go to sleep baby. I will call you in the morning.” Will said.
“Okay. Night Will.” Hanging up Will looked at the photo of you in his hoodie. Grabbing his wallet from his jeans which were currently in a pile on the floor he put the photo in one of the hidden slots. That photo wasn’t leaving his sights. Now he got why the guys back in Delta Force got their girlfriends to send them photos.
Hushed Voices - Chapter 23 of Bacon Bits A William "Ironhead" Miller Fic
Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader
Notes – Will may or may not have a thing for the reader wearing a particular green dress. If you know you know.
Warnings - Smut, Oral F!Receiving , unprotected PiV (wrap in before you smash it silly), maybe exhibitionism
Wordcount - 2.9K
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Lindsey and Frankie were having one of the last BBQs of the season. Will was coming to pick me up. So, I was here trying to figure out what to wear. Stood only a bra and panties holding a blue dress and a green dress.
“You shouldn’t leave this door unlocked.” I heard Will shout from the front door. I could hear the locks on the door click as he shut it. As I returned my view to the mirror Infront of me I lined the dresses up with me.
“Fuck baby.” I heard Will say. Turning I saw him stood leaning against the door frame. His arms crossed Infront of him.
“Take a photo it will last longer.” I said. I could see his eyes training along my body. Normally I would feel self-conscious but not with him. Not with Will.
“Trust me I would. I know guys in the forces that kept polaroid in their jackets. And not all of them were let’s say safe for work.” I could see a twinkle in Will eyes. I am so going to save that idea for later. “Wear the green one. I like that colour on you.”
“But the blue one has pockets.” I said. Who doesn’t like a dress with pockets? I watched as Will moved from where he was standing to behind me. His arms snaked around my waist taking the blue dress and throwing it on the bed behind us.
“I have hands baby. I can hold your things.” He whispered into my ear. His hot breath fanning over the side of my face. One of his hands coming up to cup my bra. Well, I wouldn’t call it a bra it was more a scrap of fabric.
“Will.” I moaned out as he squeezed at me. “We are going to be late.”
“I’m sure Frankie wouldn’t care.” Will replied while kissing at my jaw. I could feel Will’s growing bulge as he leaned forward into me.
“Will.” I moaned out as I felt Will grind himself against my arse. “I’m helping Lindsey set up. She can’t do all of that on her own.”
“Shit. We will get back to this later. Please wear the green one.” Wil said. Looking into the mirror I saw Will rearrange himself in his trousers. Hiding the smirk on my face I pulled the dress over my head and got ready. Will was leaning on the sofa as I entered the room. As he looked up, I saw him look me up and down. The corner of his lips curled into a smile as his eyes meet mine.
“Ready?” I asked. I quickly walked over to the kitchen and grabbed the mac and cheese I had made earlier. As requested by Lindsey. That woman and her cravings.
“Yeah.” With that Will got up from where he was sitting and followed me out the door. I heard the locks go and then felt a hand on my lower back.
I had realised since the two of us went public he had been a lot more; I wouldn’t say touch feely but always had a hand or arm on me. Whether it’s a hand on the small of my back or an arm around my shoulders. It was like he needed to tell me that makes sure I was there. I’m not complaining. I like it.
“Why do you feel the need to have such a high car?” I said while literally jumping into the passenger side of Will’s car.
“Well, I am 6ft baby. Normal height for me.” Will replied while starting the engine.
“Well, you need to get a set ladder or something on this thing so I can get in without me hurting myself.” I said after finally getting into the truck. After putting my seatbelt on Will started the engine and we headed off.
Later at the Morales Residence
I was currently sat outside with Lindsey chatting about the baby. She wanted to go shopping tomorrow or Sunday to get some baby stuff. She had gotten a lot of stuff, but no one ever had enough baby stuff. The guys were over by the BBQ chatting. I caught Will’s eyes. He smiled before going back to his conversation.
“I am just going to pop to the toilet, be right back.” Getting up I headed inside. The toilet was near the front of the house.
Opening the door, I went inside. As I was going to shut the door a hand came up and stopped it. I watched as Will came inside and locked the door. Without even saying anything he lunched at me and kissed me. It was rough and desperate. His hand reached under my dress and held onto my hips. He lifted me onto the sink. His mouth moved from mind down to my jaw and neck.
“Will what be you doing?” I asked breathless. Will stood up straight Infront of me.
“Finishing what we started earlier.” He said as he got back to kissing his way down my neck to my chest. He tugged at the sleeves of the dress and the bra that I was wearing. It gave me access to my breast and now erect nipples.
“What if they hear us?” I asked looked over at the door. Making sure it was locked.
“They are all in the garden. And it just means you have to be quiet for me baby. Can you do that?” Will said as he got on his knees in front of me. He had hiked my dress up and was playing with the elastic in the top of my knickers.
“Yes, I can do that.” I said looking down at him. His pupils were blown. He looked up at me like with such a dirty, flirtatious grin on his face. This man is going to be the death of me.
“Good.” With that Will pulled at my knickers and slid them down my legs. I saw him pocket the scrap of fabric into the back pocket of his jeans. Will kissed his way back up my legs until he reaches the top. He took a long lick from my entrance to my clit. I let out a rather breathy moan.
“What did I say baby?” Will said moving away from my pussy. I whined at the loss of contact. “You need to keep quiet. Do you want them all to hear?”
Shaking my head, he went back to it. His grip on my hips tightened as he licked, sucked, and nipped like a man pressed. I had to bite my lip to stop any sounds from coming out. God he was good at his. I laced my hand onto his hair. I felt him groan as I tagged on the short, golden stands. I then felt him moved one of his hands from my hip to my entrance. He slowly slipped his middle and ring finger in and hocked him up.
“Will.” I quickly moan out. My grip on his hair tightening. His matched the movement of his though. He could always home in on that one spot that made me see stars. My grip on the porcelain of the sink made my knuckles turn white. The formular knot in my stomach growing and growing. I was so close.
“I know your close baby. Come for me. Quietly.” I didn’t need telling twice. I let go of Will hair and brought that hand up to over my mouth. Knowing I wouldn’t be able to stop the noise coming out of my mouth. Will didn’t stop thought he kept moving his fingers, prolonging my high. He didn’t stop till I pushed his head away from me. My breathing be the only thing we could hear in the room. I watched as Will rose from his knees to meet my eye level. His hand came to push a strand of rouge hair out of my face. He leaned over and planted his lips onto mine. I could taste myself on him.
“Will.” I breathed out as we broke apart.
“I know baby. You still want to do this.” He asked.
“Yes. Do you?” I answered in return.
“I would never say no to you.” I watched as he undid his zipper and bottom. He hard cock finally free from the confides of his jeans. He gave himself a few pumps before shuffling forwards. He notched himself at my entrance before thrusting it all in with one push. Before I could stop myself, a moan started to escape my lips. Will quickly place his lips on mine swallowing the noise.
Will set a brutal pace. His mouth never moved from mine. Like he was trying to keep us both quiet. His grip on my hand tightening with every thrust. I had to hold onto his shoulders and arms to try and steady myself. The edge of the sink digging into my arse. I moved one of my hands down to rub my clit. I know Will was close. His thrust was becoming frantic and uneven. His breathing had pick up. And his face was bright red. I was getting close to. The angle he was trusting up was hitting the spot he had hit with his fingers. The feeling of my hands on my clit and his cock moving was all the needed.
“Will I’m close.” I said in a whisper.
“I know. So am I.” Will said. He was gritting his teeth. Trying not to make too much noise. “Come for me baby.”
With that I came. Will kissed me to hide my moan. I bit at his lip to stop it from coming out. My grip on his shoulders tightening. My nails digging into his back. It wasn’t long before Will stilled. His mouth opening but nothing coming out. His head falling to rest on my shoulder.
“Fuck me.” Will said as he pulled out. He quickly grabbed some tissue and cleaned the two of us up.
“I just did.” I said with a smile. Will gave me a quick kiss.
“God you are going to be the death of me.” Will said with a chuckle. His hand lingered on my face, his thumb brushing my cheek. “I should go. Don’t want everyone getting suspicious.”
“Wait.” I said before Will could open the door. “Can I get my underwear back please?”
“Nah. I gonna keep these ones.” Will said before giving me one last kiss. “Love you baby. See you back in the garden.”
Waiting for throw door to shut I looked over myself in the mirror. My hair was a bit dishevelled, and my dress was wonky. Nothing I couldn’t fix. Quickly fixing myself I headed out. As I got to the kitchen, I saw Lindsey sorting out some food. As she turned, she gave me a funny look.
“What?” I spoke. All she did was walk over and pull my sleeve over my bra strap.
“You two better of cleaned up that bathroom.” I stood stunned.
“Who did you know?” I asked.
“Will watched you like a hawk as you left. He them walked into the house with the same look Frankie has when he wants sex. I might be pregnant, but I am not blind.” Lindsey said with a smile. “God I was so right to invite you to that BBQ.”
“Was the only reason you invited me to the BBQ was to get me with Will?” I asked.
“Maybe.” She spoke. Drawing out the word. I throw her a look “What? The moment I meet you I know you would be great together. Will needed someone and so did you. And I guess I was right. Can you grab the mac and cheese from the oven? I have been looking forward to that all week.”
“I know you have. I need to give you the recipe. My sister’s kids love it.” I said while walking past her to get to the oven. Grabbing the hot dish, I walked outside to place it on the table. Looking outside I saw the guys all stood around the grill. They all looked happy.
“How long till the grill food is done? Cause I am starving.” Lindsey said as she sat at the table outside.
“I can second that.” I said as I joined her.
“It’s all done.” I heard Frankie shout. The boys slowly wondered over, each with a plate full of food. Will came to sit next to me. Placing the plate of food in the middle of the table Will leaned over and kissing me on the forehead.
“You, okay?” Will asked with a soft expression on his face.
“Yeah.” I said as he moved to sit next to me.
“I still not use to this yet.” Benny said while gesturing between the two of us.
“Well get used to it Benny.” I said while starting to grab some food and add it to my plate. I then saw Benny beeline for the mac and cheese. “Ahh Benny. Lindsey gets first dibs on the mac and cheese.”
“What?” Benny said. “Why is that?”
“Because Benny she is the mother of my child and gets first dibs on the food.” Frankie said while helping Lindsey get some of the Mac and Cheese.
Benny accepted defeat and grabbed some of the other food on the table. We all tucked in. It was nice. Friends just hanging out and enjoying each other company. The food was good. The weather was amazing. The boys were telling stories of old. Me and Lindsey were organising to go baby shopping. I could feel Will’s hand rubbing circles on my inner thigh. It was a constant presence while we all ate and chatted.
Later in the Evening
As we all finished up and gave Lindsey a hand cleaning up the kitchen while the guys did the same outside. The inside of the house was a large contrast to the outside. The aircon on full blast.
“God it is cold in here.” I said while placing the last of the plates in the dishwasher.
“I know. I keep getting hot flushes. Frankie hates that I have it so low but some nights in the last few weeks I have been baking.” She said. Lindsey had been struggling through her second trimester. Luckily her morning sickness had subsided, but her graving was extreme. One day in the week she came in with gherkins and mash mellows. She melted the marshmallow and dipped the gherkins in it. “Thanks for bring the mac and cheese. Been craving it all week.”
“Honey have you see the lighter?” Frankie said walking into the house.
“Yeah, in the draw by the oven. Why?” Lindsey asked.
“Benny wants to light the firepit.” Frankie said before heading back to the garden.
“What is with Benny and fire?” I asked as me and her lead out to meet the boys.
“I don’t know but his poor mother.” Lindsey said.
Heading over to Will I saw him motion to his lap. He moved his arms to allow me to settle on his lap. My head falling onto his shoulder. While his arms came around my waist, making sure I didn’t fall off. I felt his lips make contact with my ear.
“You good?” Will asked in hushed tones. I could feel my body shiver. I really should have brought a jumper.
“I’m just a little cold but I should warm up in a second.” As soon as I said that I felt Will’s large hands move from my body. He undoes his hoodie. “Will you don’t need to do that. I will be fine. You will get cold anyway.”
“You know me. I am a human space heater.” Before I could stop him, he removed his hoodie and placed it around my shoulders. “I would rather you be warm and me be cold then the other way around.”
“I must have most of your wardrobe at my house at this point.” I said while a slight chuckle.
“Well, I spend most of my time at yours. Makes things easier.” Will said. It got me thinking. Will spends most of his time at my house when neither of us our at work. It was mainly to give Benny his own space when he had girls come over. I think really Will likes to stay at mine. Likes to know the doors are locked and no one could hurt me. He always said he got better sleep at mines.
“Why don’t you move in?” I whispered to him. I watched his facial expressions carefully. It was like I could see the cogs turning in his head. “You don’t have to answer now. I just thought you spend most of your time at mine and you already have a key.”
“Stop Y/N.” Will whispered to me, trying to avoid the attention of the guys. His hand on my hip tightened as he looked me right in the eyes. “I would love that. To wake up next to you every morning.”
“Good.” I said with a wide smile. For some reason I could feel a tear trickle down my face. Will quickly whipped it away before anyone saw.
“I just worry about Benny.” Will said.
“Why?” I questioned.
“Because he can barely cook on his own let alone run a house. Why do you think I help him run the gym? I have done it since we were teenagers and through Delta force.” Will answered.
“Well, it’s not like you moving across the country. I am sure he will be fine.” I tried to reassure him.
“So, I guess I am moving in with you then.” Will said with a large smile on his face.
“I guess so.” I said before giving Will a quick kiss. “Also, I am going to want my panties back.”
Will just laughed back at me. I will get those back. They were expensive.
Not me spending the last few hours writing some more stuff for Bacon Bits a balling my eyes out. Why do I do this to myself. Don't worry this bit won't happen for a few chapter but god is it going to hurt.
I Love You, I Trust You - Chapter 22 of Bacon Bits a William "Ironhead" Miller Fic
Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader
Notes – This chapter is kinda from Will's perspective.
Warnings - Smut, unprotected PiV (wrap in before you smash it silly)
Wordcount - 2.5K
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As Will’s eyes started to flutter open the first things, he felt was you laying onto of him. Your cold feet warming up on Will’s legs. He could feel your hot breath fan over his chest as you slept. He knows you were exhausted. So, he knows he couldn’t move. But he can watch.
He moved his hand slowly to bush some loose hair out of your face. He let is hand linger on your face. His thumb brushing against your cheek. His other hand was sprawled over your back. He could lay here for hours. Just making your comfortable. Make sure your safe.
As he lays here all he can think about was what you said last night. How you said he hurt you. That was the one thing he didn’t want to do. He never wants you to cry because of him. To hurt because of him. He didn’t mean to hurt you. He thought he was doing what was right.
But now with a levelled head and a night sleep he realised how wrong he was. How he could have lost you. How he was so stupid to let you go. One of the few people in his life who see beyond what he did. Who he was? He was scared. He knows that. He was scared that one day he would wake up and you would be gone. That all of this was a dream, and you were never here. But you’re not going anywhere. He was now sure of that. He was never going to let you go. He wants you, all of you.
As he felt you start to steer, he looked down. He watches you stretch out your limbs and groan. He felt as your feet slid up and down Will’s. As you opened your eyes his meet yours.
“Morning.” Will said, his voice still groggy with sleep.
“Morning to you too.” You whispered back. He felt you slide your hand up his chest to come to rest on his face. He felt you brushing your thumb on his cheek. His hand on your back rubbed circles. Before he knew it you had leaned up to kiss him. It was slow and soft. Got he loved your lips. Will rolled the two of you over without even breaking apart.
“I should really go and get the power back on.” Will said after breaking away from you. However, he felt you reach down and take hold of his growing member. Will looked down at you as was meet with a pair of blown out eyes. “The power can wait till later.”
He watched as a large smile grow on your face. He leaned down and kissed you. As Will kissed you he took his hand and moved yours from him. He positioned himself between your legs. He lined himself up. Before continuing he looked up at you. He needs to hear you say it before he did anything.
“Yes.” He heard you moan out. It was all he needed. He slowly breached your entrance. He inched in until he was fully seated inside you. He didn’t move though. He needed to feel you. This wasn’t like last night. It was frantic. It wasn’t him showing you how much he loved you no. To Will right now this was him grounding himself. He could feel you clenching around him.
“Will. Please move.” He didn’t need telling twice. He slowly pulled out until it was just the tip inside. He then slowly, painfully slowly trusted back in. Will placed on hand on your hip, the other on your face.
“I am never going to leave you again.” Will said in a breathy moan. He was looking straight at you. His eyes were telling everything. “I promise I will never leave you.”
“And I won’t leave you too.” You said. Will rested his forehead on you. His hot breath fanning over you. Will could feel your hands roaming his back before coming to rest in his shoulders. One of your hands however kept moving until it took purchase on the nape of his neck. Your fingers gripping onto the short crop of hair there.
Will started to pick up his pace. He knows you were on your way to your peak. He could feel your grip on his tightening. Your breath picking up. He reaches down between the two of you. He started to rub circles on your swollen clit. Nearly as soon as he started to, he felt your grip on his hair tighten. Your legs came to circles around his hips. The heels of your feet digging into his arse.
“Will.” He heard you moan out. It sounded so sweet coming from you. “I’m so close.”
“I know baby.” He said. He was close too. He could feel the coil in his abdomen tighten. His balls felt heavy. He dick was a hard as a rock as it trusted in and out of you. But Will was going to make you come first. He always did. “I need you to come baby. I not going to last much longer. Can you do that for me? Can you come for me?”
He watched as you nodded.
“Use your words baby.” Will said. He needs to hear you say it.
“Yes.” He heard you moan out.
“I got you baby. Come for me.” And with that Will watched as your face contorted in pleasure. Your mouth opened but nothing came out. He could feel your grip on him. It was like a vice. But Will fucked you through it. That was until Will felt himself reach that peak.
“Y/N”. With that Will allowed his head to all into your neck. He stilled. His dick throbbed as ropes and ropes of cum fell from the tip. His hand moved from your hip to rub up and down your leg. “Fuck.”
All that could be heard in the room was the two of your trying to catch your beaths. Will moved his head from your crook of your neck. As he looked down, he saw you in a blissed-out state. Your hair was a mess. He could see a love bite he may have accidentally left on you last night. But he didn’t really care everyone knew now so he didn’t need to hide. The two of you didn’t need to hide.
Will leaned down to place a kiss onto your lips. It was soft. He then moved his lip to your forehead. This was just as soft as the previous. He heard you sigh as he did it. As Will moved to look down at you he saw a smile grace your features.
“I love you so much.” Will whispered.
“I love you too Will.” You said. He felt your hand move from his hair to his cheek. He loves how soft they are. A big contrast to his. He loved your hands. He like to use them to ground himself. Something to hold. He loved your face. He had its features engraved in his memory. He loved your eyes. The way they sparkle in moonlight. He just loves you.
“Earth to Will.” He was pulled out of his thought by you. “Where were you?”
“Lost in my own thoughts.” Will said. Will sat up and pulled out of you. The both of you collectively sighed at the loss of contact. He walked out of your room and to the bathroom. He took a small hand towel from the shelf and wet it with warm water. He whipped himself down. He placed it in the washing basket in the room. He then grabbed another one and wet it. He then headed back to you.
As he got to the bed, he laid next to you. He softly wiped you clean. He makes sure he was gentle when he did it. He throws the towel into the basket near your door. He hands came to rest on your stomach. His thumb rubbing shapes. The two of you laid there for a bit. Just being close to each other.
“I should really go and shower.” He heard you say after what felt like a while. Will watched as you got up and headed to the bathroom. He was confused when you stopped. “You coming?”
Will didn’t need to be asked twice. He jumped up and followed you. That was until the two of your made it to the shower. He saw you turn around.
“The power.” Shit Will thought. He had forgot about the power.
“Give me one minute.” With that Will sprinted to the fuse box in your house. This was going to be the quickest he has every fixed your power. It again sprinted to the bathroom. He could already hear the water running. God he could get use to this.
Will was stood with his back leaning against the counter. His hair still wet from the two of yours shower. You were sat on the counter next to him. The two of you were nearing the end of your cups of coffee. That was until Will heard a knock at your door. He watched as your jump of the counter and walked over to the door.
He could hear voices outside. He didn’t know how they were till an unmissable female voice carried throw house. As he walked into the front room Lindsey locked eyes with him. And he didn’t see a happy woman.
“I am going to kill you Will.” With that Lindsey came barrelling into the house. Once she got to him, she slapped him in the face.
“I’m not going to say I didn’t deserve that, but I do.” Will said while he reached to him face. God she can give a good slap he thought.
“Yes, you did deserve that. But all that matters is that the two of you are over this.” She said. “Now I hope the two of you haven’t eaten because we are all going for breakfast.”
At the Diner
As the four of you walked into the dinner Will saw Santi and his brother already sat at one of the big booths. As they went over both Santi and Benny had hard looked on their faces. As they got closer Will felt your hand lace with his. He looked down to see a smile on your face. As they sat down Will could feel all three man and Lindsey eyes on him. That was until Benny opened his mouth.
“So how long had the two of you been fucking?” Well Benny was always to the point. Lindsey gave him a slap over the head. “Owh. It’s a valid question.”
“Since Colorado.” You said.
“Hah. I win.” Frankie said. Will watched as Santi and Benny got out their wallets.
“You were betting on us.” Will heard you say. He couldn’t tell if the tone was happy or angry. Will watched as you reached forward and took the money from Frankie’s hand. Will couldn’t stop a proud smile painting his face. “Well, this can pay for our next date.”
“How is that even far to the guy Santi you know before everyone?” Will said.
“Wait.” Benny said. “You told Santi first.”
“Well technically no. He worked it out.” Will said. Benny still seemed confused.
“How the fuck didn’t I figure it out.” Benny said.
“I don’t know.” Before any of us could answer the waitress came over to take our order. As she walked away the table went quiet. That was until Lindsey started to look abit unwell. She suddenly got up and ran to the bathroom. Will watched as you followed right behind her.
“Is she okay?” Will asked as he turned back to the table.
“Morning sickness. She has really been struggling the last few days.” Frankie said.
“How is the baby?” Will asked.
“Good. Do you guys want to see pictures?” Frankie pulled out his wallet and took several photos out. They were sonograms. Will took one in his hand.
“How big are they?” Benny asked.
“About the size of a kiwi.” Frankie said. Will could see how happy Frankie was. Frankie had always talk about having a family. “We can find out the gender soon.”
“What do you want?” Santi asked.
“You know, I don’t really know. I don’t think I care. As long as the both of them are healthy. That all I care about.” Frankie said.
“I don’t give it long for till you have little ones Will.” Santi said. This caught Will of guard. The two of you haven’t really had that conversation yet. He knows the two of you needed to have it. He wanted that with you. What Frankie and Lindsey have?
Before he could answer Santi Lindsey and you returned to the table. She looked a lot better. The two of you sat down, you next to Will while Lindsey slid next to Frankie. Will reached over and placed his arm over your shoulders. He felt you lean into him. Leaning his face down his kissed your forehead. Will watched as Benny went to say something but the waitress came over with everyone’s food.
As Will ate he could only think about Santi’s comment. Did you even want kids? This was a conversation he needed to have sooner rather than later
Back at your house
As Will followed you into your house he took his boots off. He moved to the front room and sat on the sofa. As he looked around, he saw a photo on the mantle piece. It was the one from the beach weekend. The same one he had on his phone background. He had to ask. It was the only thing on his head right now. You asked him to be open, so he was going to be.
“Y/N?” Will asked. God, he hoped this conversation ended well.
“Yeah?” You said.
“Do you want kids?” Will let out a breath after saying it.
“Wow that’s a heavy question.” You said. Will watched you moved to sit on the sofa.
“When I was growing up, I never really thought about it. But after my sister had her kids, it brought it to the front of my mind. She has two boys. Lovely kids. However, when I started to see Adam, I thought I wanted kids with him. A future. But when I saw his true colours. I know I could never raise children with that man.” Will watched as you took a deep breath. “And I though after him I would never have kids. I would never be a good mum.”
Will felt his heard drop to his stomach. You didn’t want kids.
“But once I meet you. Saw that not every man is dangerous. Not every man wants to hurt me. You showed me love. You showed me trust. You showed me what it is like to be protected. I love you Will. I trust you Will. And if I was to have kids with anyone in this world it would be you.”
Will watched as you got up from the sofa and made your way over. He felt you take his hand in you. His eyes meet yours.
“I would love that with you. Kids. A house. Maybe even a dog.” He heard you chuckles at the last part. “I trust you. I love you.”
