ermmdoitforfun

[ermmdoitforfun]

𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝑷𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕 𝑷𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌

— 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒃𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒀/𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈.

⋆☆　 colby brock x fem!reader

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆　warning : 18+ , p in v , dirty talk , make out session , Colby being possessive , dominant Colby , a lil bit of angst if u take a peek , and etc. ( loll let me know if I miss anything! )

•❣•୨୧　wc : 3.1k

-ˋˏ authors note : my first smut story, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!! if you're a minor I'll block you! Anyways enjoy!

"What's up guys, it's Colby Brock!" The familiar greeting burst forth from the screen, filled with the kind of energy that only a Friday evening could inspire. It was pizza night at Sam's apartment, a cherished tradition among friends, where laughter and a bunch of catch ups with one another were shared. Among the invitees were Colby and Y/n, though the gathering was small, it was brimming with camaraderie. But that morning, a spark of mischief ignited in Colby’s mind. Why not spice up the evening with a prank on his unsuspecting girlfriend? With a cheeky grin, he leaned closer to the camera, the glint in his eyes revealing his playful intentions. "So, as you can tell from the title, I'm going to be pranking my beautiful girlfriend, Y/n." His voice was laced with excitement, "Currently, she's in Sam's apartment with our friends, completely unaware of my prank." Colby’s fingers danced over the small packets he had procured from the pharmacy earlier that day, "The plan is simple: pour this into her drink and watch the magic happen. We have no idea how she’ll react, but the package claims it’ll take about 30 minutes to 2 hours to kick in." A chuckle escaped him. "Anyways, I should get going before she starts to get suspicious." With that, he wrapped up the recording, weaving the perfect facade of a casual vlog.

Colby walked into Sam's apartment, the lively chatter of friends filling the air like music. He greeted the newcomers with a warm smile, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Y/n. She was laughing, her head thrown back in delight at something Tara had said, and for a moment, the world around him faded away. Their eyes met, and in that instant, Y/n set her drink down, her movements fluid as she made her way to him, a radiant smile lighting up her face. "Hi," she greeted, her voice soft yet inviting. "Hello," Colby replied, a smirk playing on his lips as he leaned down to press a gentle kiss on her temple, savoring the warmth of her presence. "Where were you?" Y/n asked, standing before him, a playful glint in her eyes. "I went to change; I was feeling a bit overheated," Colby replied, his tone casual as he tried to keep his prank under wraps. Y/n chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she reached for a slice of pizza, her favorite way to show she cared. "I made sure Sam ordered stuffed crust for you," she said, handing him the paper plate with a proud smile. "Thank you," Colby responded, leaning in to give her a small peck on the lips, which made her smile widen even more. He made his way to the couch in the corner, patting his thigh invitingly for Y/n to join him. Without hesitation, she took the offer, settling comfortably as she watched their friends talk and laugh.

As time flew by, Colby finished eating, nudging Y/n to toss the paper plate into the trashcan. While they were busy chatting with their friends, he discreetly pulled out his phone to film behind Y/n, who was animatedly talking with Kat and Tara. "I know, cause yesterday Colby and I went to the store and tried looking for those chips, but they ran out," Y/n said, laughter bubbling in her voice. "It was devastating for Colby. He was sulking the whole way back home." Tara and Kat burst into laughter. "Sounds like he spent too much time with Sam. Sam is like that, I swear on my life. We came home like a week ago from Vegas, and tell me why Sam got so mad 'cause CVS didn't have the chips he wanted," Kat chimed in, her eyes sparkling with amusement as Tara and Y/n joined in the laughter. "Baby, can you grab me more fruit punch?" Y/n turned around and asked Colby, her smile brightening the room. "Of course," he replied, mirroring her smile as he leaned in to give her a soft peck on the lips. Gently tapping her waist to signal he was getting up, he made his way to the drink table, Setting his phone down, Colby grinned mischievously. "Okay, Y/n is busy talking to Kat and Tara, so I'm going to hurry up and pour these two packs of honey into her drink." He chuckled softly just as Jake strolled by. "Brotherr, what are you doing?" Jake dragged the words out, a smirk creeping onto his face. "Shhh, I'm pranking Y/n," Colby whispered, laughter bubbling up as Jake joined in. "Kevin!" Jake called out, and Kevin quickly approached, his eyes wide with surprise. "Oh my god... Oh my god!" he exclaimed, laughter spilling from him as he took in the scene. "Shhh, he's pranking his girlfriend," Jake hushed Kevin, but the two couldn't contain their giggles. With all the commotion, Sam made his way over, glancing at what Colby was holding before stepping back in mock horror. "Brother, you're doing her so dirty." Colby couldn't help but laugh at Sam's reaction. "Is it really that bad?" Colby questioned, Sam shook his head, a disgusted look on his face. "I'm going to be hearing it all night now!" he joked, dramatically faking a cry. "Oh shut up, we're not that loud," Colby rolled his eyes, stirring Y/n's drink with a hint of mischief. The sweet aroma of honey wafted through the air as he finished up the prank. "I'm gonna go give this to her and let's just hope she doesn't taste the sweetness of it," he replied, a smirk spreading across his face as he made his way back to the couch. As he approached, he tapped Y/n's knee gently, handing her the drink as he settled down beside her. "Did you put more sugar in here?" Y/n questioned, her brow slightly furrowed with curiosity. "Maybe a little since you told me this morning that your blood sugar was running low," Colby replied, a warmth spreading through him as her eyes lit up with affection. She leaned in, giving him a few pecks on the lips, her gratitude evident. "Thank you!" she exclaimed, her smile brightening the room before she took a big sip of the drink. Colby watched in surprise, not expecting her to gulp down the entire cup in one go. His phone was already in hand, ready to capture the moment. "She drank it all, guys," he said, eyes wide with disbelief as he turned the camera to show off the empty cup. "Now, let's just wait and see how she is."

A few hours went by, and it was currently 8:30. Colby started to notice how Y/n had grown increasingly silent, not uttering a single word. She was twitching slightly, rubbing his arms absentmindedly and showering him with small pecks on his shoulder, his jaw, cheek, and finally, his lips. Colby couldn’t help but laugh at her actions, realizing just how quickly the drink was affecting her small body. "Baby, can we go home?" Y/n questioned, her tone more pleading than he expected. "Are you tired?" Colby asked, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, I have work tomorrow," she replied, though he knew she didn’t actually have any obligations. "Okay, let's get going," he said, standing up and making his way toward Sam and the other guys. He said his goodbyes, explaining that Y/n was tired and had work the next day. Y/n waved goodbye to everyone, her hand slipping into Colby's as they walked out together, heading toward their apartment. "Ima go shower, and I'll be with you in the room," Y/n spoke as she entered the apartment with him, her voice light but filled with a hint of excitement. She made her way into the shared bathroom, the door clicking softly behind her as she quickly turned on the water, steam beginning to fill the small space. Meanwhile, Colby began setting up the cameras, one in the living room and the other in their shared bedroom. He meticulously adjusted the angles, ensuring everything was just right. Once satisfied, he stepped back and addressed the camera. "Okay, so Y/n is taking a shower right now. I'm going to be in the living room watching TV, waiting for her to come out and hang out with me," he said, a playful grin on his face. "Wish me good luck!" With that, he retreated to the couch, slipping into only his grey sweats, feeling relaxed yet eager for Y/n's return. As 15 minutes flew by, Colby found himself scrolling through Instagram, the TV playing a familiar episode of Stitch in the background. Just then, the bathroom door creaked open, and Y/n emerged, clad only in her underwear with his oversized shirt draped over her. The sight made his heart skip a beat as she made her way to sit next to him. "Hi beautiful," he says as he opens his arms wide, pulling her into his lap with a warm embrace. "Hi, handsome," Y/n whispers, her voice soft and sweet, before pressing a gentle peck on his lips. The atmosphere between them is charged, and the couple continues exchanging light kisses, each one lingering a bit longer than the last. Suddenly, Colby smashes his lips onto hers, igniting a spark that sends waves of tension soaring between them. Y/n, lost in the moment, doesn’t quite realize the subtle way her body begins to grind against him, but Colby notices every little movement. A chuckle escapes him as he lifts her shirt slightly, his fingers grazing her sides, the warmth of her skin igniting a fire within him as they delve deeper into their make-out session. "I need you," she whines, her voice filled with a mix of desire and urgency. Colby grunts in response, but the playful side of him takes over. "Mmmm, maybe not today," he teases, pulling back just enough to make her stop her gentle movements against his pelvis, leaving a tantalizing pause in the air.

Y/n's eyes, brimming with a desperate plea, locked onto Colby's. "Pleaseeee, I need you so bad," she whined, the word stretching out with a palpable longing. The air crackled with unspoken tension, a desire hanging heavy between them. Colby met her gaze, his expression softening slightly before hardening into a resolute seriousness. "Baby, I know, but not today," he responded, the firmness in his voice a clear indication that his decision was final, at least for now. The weight of his words settled in the space, leaving Y/n to grapple with disappointment and the unspoken reasons behind his refusal. Y/n, feeling frustrated and helpless, hopped off of Colby's lap, and took a seat next to him on the couch. She let out a sigh of irritation, her mood souring as she tried to get some assistance from her boyfriend. "Can you at least help me? It's like biting my fucking pussy lips!" she exclaimed, her patience wearing thin. Colby, however, seemed unphased by Y/n's pleas for help. "You can do it yourself, doll," he said, attempting to brush her off. But Y/n was determined. "But it's not as good as how you do it," she replied, pouting. She couldn't help but feel disappointed—Colby always seemed to make even the simplest tasks seem effortless, and she just couldn't seem to catch a break. "Please, can you help me get this heat out," Y/n begged, her voice trembling with sadness and pain. "I need you badly."

Colby couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as he looked at Y/n's pleading eyes. He knew she was struggling, and he wanted to help her, but he had to go along with his plan. "Baby. I'm sorry, I can't. My jaw hurts." His silence stretched, each second amplifying the tension in the room. He replied with hesitation, the words catching in his throat, "No, it's... it's not like that." Her question hung in the air, laced with hurt and disbelief. "Is it because you're fucking another girl?" she asked, her voice cracking, the accusation barely a whisper. Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision as she looked at him, a silent plea for reassurance. Seeing her pain, Colby's immediate reaction was to deflect, a nervous instinct to grab the camera. "Baby, baby, it's just a prank, it's just a prank," he repeated, the words ringing hollow against the backdrop of her distress. But Y/n just stared at him, the tears continuing to stream down her face, a mixture of hurt and annoyance in her gaze. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, the apology sounding inadequate even to his own ears. Colby held Y/n close, whispering soothing words into her ear as he tried to comfort her after her jealousy and insecurities had been stirred up. He could feel her heart racing against his chest and her body trembling in his arms. He knew how much she struggled with trust issues, and he hated that he had unintentionally caused her pain.

As they stood there, Y/n's body pressed against his, Colby couldn't help but notice the way her wet clothes clung to her skin. He could feel the heat radiating off of her and the dampness of her clothing against his own. "Can you help me now?" Y/n asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Colby looked down at her, seeing the blush creeping up her cheeks and the longing in her eyes. He knew what she was asking for, and he was more than happy to oblige. Colby leaned down and captured Y/n's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands roamed over her body, feeling the curves and contours of her form through the wet fabric of her clothes. Y/n responded eagerly, her own hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. As they kissed, Colby's fingers found the waistband of Y/n's undergarment. He slipped his hand inside, feeling the heat and wetness of her arousal through the thin material of her underwear. Y/n gasped at the contact, her body trembling even more. Colby broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Y/n's neck as his fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her underwear. He could feel the slickness of her arousal coating his fingers as he explored her most intimate of places. Y/n moaned softly, her head falling back as she gave herself over to the pleasure. Colby continued to touch and explore Y/n's body, his fingers slipping and sliding through her wetness as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. She writhed and moaned in his arms, her body trembling with need. Finally, with one last thrust of Colby's fingers, Y/n cried out as she reached her peak. Colby held her close, whispering words of love and devotion as she came down from her high. He knew that he would never tire of this, of the way Y/n responded to his touch, of the way she gave herself to him so completely.

Colby, with a mischievous glint in his eye, pulled his boxers down, revealing his growing arousal. He began to stroke himself gently, building up anticipation for what was to come. With a sly smile, he positioned himself at Y/n's entrance, teasing her with small little pushes. Once he felt ready, Colby plunged himself inside of her, causing both of them to let out a moan of pleasure. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the living room, accompanied by the grunts and moans of their passionate lovemaking. Colby began to thrust harder and faster, causing Y/n to cry out in ecstasy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside of her. "Oh fuck! C-Colby! Oh yes right there ughhh right there!" She screamed, unable to contain her pleasure any longer. Colby reached down to play with Y/n's swollen clit, causing her to scream out even louder. "Oh fuckkkkk." She dragged out the word, lost in the sudden amount of pleasure she was feeling. Her body trembled beneath him, on the verge of an explosive orgasm. The room is filled with the sounds of pleasure and ecstasy as Colby and his partner reach the pinnacle of their lovemaking. She cries out in orgasmic bliss, unable to contain her excitement as she finally reaches her climax. Her body shudders and trembles with the intensity of her release, and Colby can't help but watch in awe as she experiences the height of her pleasure. Colby isn't far behind, his own body tensing and releasing as he reaches his own orgasm. With a few final thrusts, he pulls out and releases on top of her stomach, groaning in pleasure as he does so. He tries to catch his breath, his body spent and satisfied from their lovemaking. The two of them lay there, basking in the afterglow of their passion. Their bodies are slick with sweat, and their hearts race as they come down from their high.

"What did you prank me with?" Y/n asked, still catching her breath. "I poured, uh, two packs of honey packets into your fruit punch." Colby replied, a chuckle escaping his lips as he observed Y/n's bewildered expression. "You didn't! No wonder I was feeling all...weird!" Y/n scoffed, trying to regain her composure. Colby winked, "Hey, at least I ensured you had a good time tonight." Y/n rolled her eyes playfully, shoving him lightly. "I'm exhausted. Let's just sleep," she mumbled, attempting to stand, but immediately collapsing back onto the couch. A surprised look crossed her face as Colby burst into laughter. "Guess I wore you out a little too much," he smirked, rising to gather their clothes. He then carefully scooped Y/n into his arms, carrying her to the bedroom. After a quick clean-up, he gently laid her down on the bed, snuggling close. "Goodnight. I love you," Y/n murmured sleepily. Colby smiled, kissing her forehead. "I love you too, princess." He closed his eyes, soon drifting into a peaceful slumber alongside her.

[ermmdoitforfun]

　　　　　　　　 𝑾𝒆 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏

— 𝑺𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔.

⋆☆　colby brock x ex!reader

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆　warning : cussing , mention of death , angst to fluff , Colby being an asshole in the past , etc. ( let me know if I miss anything, loll )

•❣•୨୧　wc : 2.2k

-ˋˏauthors note : hello! This is my first post! I don't mean any hate towards Malia, I love her she's such a beautiful soul and a loving person. I have nothing against this beautiful lady. This is all just a story. I'm so sorry if this is short! I hope you enjoy! DONT ASK FOR PT 2!!!!

"Happy birthday!!!!!" The sun bloomed in the room as Katrina pulled the curtains away from the window of Y/n's room, flooding the space with warm, golden light. Y/n squinted against the brightness, feeling the sudden rush of energy that came with the new day, but all she wanted was to sink deeper into her cozy white fluffy bedsheets. "Kat, close the curtains!" she groaned, annoyance creeping into her voice as she buried her head under the covers, hoping to escape the reality of her birthday for just a few more minutes. The cheerful chirping of birds outside contrasted sharply with her desire for peace, and she could hear Kat's laughter as she playfully teased her about the big plans they had for the day. "Come on, you have to get up! Your hair appointment is in 20 minutes, so get moving!" Kat said, striding over to the end of Y/n's bed, playfully yanking the covers off. "Ughhhh, what time is it?" Y/n mumbled, squinting her eyes against the harsh sunlight streaming through the window, trying to make sense of her surroundings. "It’s currently 2:30," Kat replied, a teasing smile on her face. "What!?!?! Already?" Panic set in as Y/n scrambled off her bed, her heart racing. She dashed into the bathroom, her mind racing with thoughts of how she was going to get ready in time. "How long have I been sleeping?" she shouted over her shoulder, toothbrush in hand, as she brushed her teeth furiously, the minty foam spilling slightly as she tried to multitask. "You didn't go to bed until like 5 in the morning because you were drunk," Kat laughed, stepping into the bathroom beside Y/n and starting to comb her hair with deft strokes. Y/n yelped, caught off guard by the sudden tug at a knot in her own hair. "Kat, ouch, that hurt!" she exclaimed, turning around to rub her head, her eyes wide with surprise. "Oh, stop being a baby," Kat shot back, a playful glare on her face that made Y/n roll her eyes. As Y/n turned back around to focus on her routine, she couldn’t help but chuckle at the absurdity of the morning’s chaos. "Okay I'm done, let's get going." She told Kat as she left the house with her pajamas on.

Fast Forward.

Arriving at the salon, Y/n settled into the chair, excitement bubbling within her as the stylist began to work on her hair. After what felt like both a fleeting moment and an eternity, her hair was finally done, now bursting with a new color. The highlights she had longed for were finally revealed after five months of waiting. "I love it so much, thank you, Vivian!" Y/n exclaimed, her smile wide as she paid and made her way out of the salon. After what seemed like hours, Kat and Y/n finally arrived back at their apartment, getting ready for Y/n's big 26th birthday party. "Does this look better or does this one?" Y/n asked, lifting up two stunning white dresses—one with a daring low cut and the other a stylish tube top with flares at the bottom. "I think you should go with the second one; it looks cute on you and really shows off your curves," Kat replied with a playful wink, causing both of them to burst into giggles. "Oh be quiet," Y/n rolls her eyes in a playful manner before continuing her duties. The two were talking, singing, dancing, laughing every moment of the way until Kat brought up something, Y/n wasn't expecting. "Colby is going to be there with Malia tonight." Y/n paused her laughing and looked at Kat. "Oh." Was all she responded with, Y/n looked down as she remembered the broken soul that was left alone to heal by Colby Brock himself.

"You know what, fuck you! Fuck you and your dead fucking parents!" Colby screamed, throwing a portrait of them onto the floor with a crash. "Colby, stop!" Y/n cried out in horror, her tears flowing as she begged him to calm down. "You're not making any sense!" She dropped to her knees, feeling the weight of the misunderstanding pressing down on her. Colby had come home filled with so much hatred and anger that it left Y/n completely confused. Why was he so upset? "You wanted to go online and talk shit about me to MY FUCKING FANS!??!?! HOW DOES THAT MAKE ME FEEL, Y/N! HOW DOES THAT MAKE ME FEEL!?!?!" Colby screeched, his voice echoing with pain. Y/n's heart sank as she finally understood. She recalled the live stream she had done the night before while Colby was away with Sam, Corey, and Jake. "Baby, it wasn't like that, I promise. Some of your fans just asked if I would ever cheat on you, and I said no. But then some mixed up my words, my love!" Y/n stood up, her tone now furious. She couldn't believe he would choose to believe them over her.

"Y/n?" Kat called out, breaking through Y/n's thoughts. "You're spacing out."Oh, sorry... I don't know if I wanna go anymore," Y/n whispered, her voice barely above a murmur. "Why? How come? It's just your birthday," Kat replied, concern lacing her tone. "I know... but seeing him... it just reminds me of the things he said in the past." Y/n fidgeted slowly, the memories swirling in her mind. They'd been broken up for two years now, but the hurt from his words still stung like it was yesterday. She knew Colby was dating a new girl now... one of her best friends, well, ex-best friends. After the breakup, Colby had gone online and spewed lies about her, tweeting that she had slept with someone and other nonsense. Y/n felt the pain wash over her again. She had received death threats, her address was leaked, her phone number, too, and even her childhood home was exposed to the public eye. It was terrifying; she was stalked and almost hurt by a crazy fan of his. Yet, somehow, Y/n chose to forgive him for his actions, but not for the hurtful words he had thrown at her. To protect herself, she blocked Colby and Malia. But after they got together, Malia started shaming Y/n publicly, calling her a two-faced runt when all Y/n ever did was support both of them. It felt like she could never get her point across to the world. She had to keep her mouth shut and watch the people she loved torment her through social media and society. "Let's get going, it's almost 9:30," Kat said, and Y/n just nodded, feeling distant. The whole car ride was a blur; she didn't say a single word until they arrived at the house she once lived in. As Kat parked the car and they stepped out, they walked through the front door, and a chorus of "Happy Birthday!" erupted around her. Y/n felt her lips curl into a smile, the warmth of their greetings washing over her. "Awe, thank you guys," she said, moving to hug everyone, even Colby and Malia, who were there too. Pushing past her traumas, she forced herself to embrace the moment. "Thank you, everyone, for coming and celebrating my 26th birthday!" she exclaimed, and the crowd cheered, "Let's party!" The house was alive with loud music, but it all faded when she noticed Colby approaching her, while Malia chatted with Kat and the other girls. "Y/n?" Colby spoke, and she turned to face him, the blue-eyed man she once adored. "Oh, hi Colby," she smiled, turning back to pour liquor into shot cups for everyone. "I wanted to apologize," Colby began, and Y/n felt her heart race. "Colby..." she stopped, feeling the weight of his words. "It was wrong of me to do the things I did to you after our breakup," he explained.

"There's no need, it's in the past, Colby. We're fine now, aren't we? You're happy again, and that's all that matters," Y/n said, lying through her teeth. "You're lying," Colby replied, and Y/n felt her heart sink. She stopped and looked down, knowing that Colby could see right through her. Of course he would know; they dated for four years, a relationship that had transformed into a series of complete misunderstandings. "I messed up and I know I did. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. I shouldn't have spoke about you in general online even after our break up. I shouldn't have believe in the things that my Fandom were saying, I shouldn't have believed it from the start. I'm sorry that I caused you so much pain and agony." Colby apologized as Y/n sat there, tears streaming down her face. "I hate you," was all she could manage to say. "I hate you," she repeated, her voice trembling as she hiccuped, tears rapidly falling. "Y/n..." was all Colby could say in response, feeling helpless and unsure of how to comfort her. "I hate you, I hate Malia, I hate everyone because you ruined my life, Colby." The pain in her voice was palpable, each word cutting through the air like a knife, revealing the depth of her hurt and betrayal. "I had to deal with people leaking my house address, my phone number, even stalking me. I had to deal with the constant death threats from your fans. I had to deal with so much of you and Malia's bullshit when all I ever did was love both you guys and cherish you both. Hearing the news spread out that you got with Malia and Malia backstabbing me hurts. What even hurts more is the man I loved ruined my expectations on a man. You made me live in misery, you made me hate myself, you made me want to just jump in a ditch. What makes you think I would forgive your words?" Y/n continues to cry as she wipes her tears. Colby stood there, stunned. He couldn't believe that the girl he once loved had to deal with so much misery just because of him. So what makes it seem like he gets to be happy and you don't?

"I'm sorry," was all he could reply with. "I'm so sorry, Y/n. I'm the worst and I take full responsibility for my actions and the words I spoke to you." He apologized again. "What hurts more is what you said that night... it haunts me to this day knowing that you wished upon my parents' death. It hurts like hell. I loved you, I cherished you, I supported so much of your goals to the point I even went out of my way to come support you across the country." Y/n hiccuped, wiping her tears again. "Why did you do it?" she asked, looking up as Colby stood there watching her bloodshot, puffed eyes from the massive crying. "I was so mad. I was mad. I didn't understand it. I didn't understand the consequences that would set you and I here again. I hated you so bad because I believed every single word that my fandom spoke about you. I was just fuming at that moment. I'm sorry that I affected you in so many ways, baby." Colby said, and Y/n just shook her head. "You can't call me that, Colbs..." she responds, and Colby's heart broke when he heard the nickname that used to roll off her lips so easily. "Baby, I'm so sorry," he repeated, wrapping his arms around her. "Stop calling me that. Malia is going to get mad." Y/n wiped her tears again as she playfully yelled at him. "Baby." Colby attempted again, and she shot back, "Shut the fuck up. I'll shove something up your ass if you don't shut up." Y/n pulled away, and he winked, "You love me." She rolled her eyes just as Malia walked up. "Y/n, I'm sorry for what I said to you. I'm so sorry. Colby and I are so sorry." She kept repeating it, and Y/n just chuckled. "Malia, it's fine. I understand. Now let's stop being so ughh and let's have fun. It's my birthday; we can't be all so sappy!" Y/n screamed at Malia, who exchanged a smile with Colby. Maybe it was right after all. It was a reminder that even amidst the chaos, there was still joy to be found.