#Fez x y/n

[likedovesinthewindd]

Request for reader taking Rues place in s1 ep2 when mouse pays a visit to Fez

ofc, hope you like!

fezco x fem!reader (season one ep 02: stuntin' like my daddy)

warning: drug use/abuse, coercion, violence, swearing, slight sexual language, mentions of overdosing, after effects of naloxone (narcan) and fentanyl like nausea, urinary retention, drowsiness.

wc: ±2465

a/n: requests welcome!

gif not mine, all credit to original creator.

The only time you'd ever really see Fez at a party was if he was dealing. He wasn't one who really enjoyed going out or being around a lot of people, but parties were one of the fastest ways to sell his shit, and a guy's gotta eat. On the days he had all to himself, he'd often be at home doing nothing.

The only thing he enjoyed more than relaxing at home, was relaxing at home with you. You seemed to have that effect on him; he enjoyed doing things more when you were around. He'd take you shopping because he knew you'd buy actual food and not just any random stuff with no nutritional value. He'd take you with him on random night drives through the city because you had the best playlists to listen to and he wouldn't admit it, but he secretly loved listening to the different genres of music you enjoyed. He always enjoyed having your presence around the house, and around him.

Right now, however, he really really wished you had stayed home. Not that he didn't want to see you, but he was about 5 minutes away from doing business with one of his suppliers (not one of the nicests guys either), and he didn't want to anywhere near when they arrived.

"Hold on, you can't be in here right now," he drawled nervously when he saw your wet frame enter the living room. "I just came to make you guys dinner, got everything for your favorites," you smiled as you made your way inside, placing the groceries you had bought on the kitchen table. You toed off your shoes and made your way to Fez's room. "Nah, you gotta go Y/N," he said following after you.

"Why, am I not welcome anymore?" you joked, looking through his drawers for dry clothes. You settled for a pair of old sweatpants and a t-shirt you had forgotten there, and swiftly changed.

"I'm serious, come back in a few hours but right now you gotta get the fuck up outta my house," he said seriously. You frowned at his words. Was he seriously going to kick you out in the middle of a rainstorm? "It's fucking pouring outside, Fez. I can just—"

"Nah you ain't listening, you gotta go right now before these motherfuckers come through," he interrupted you. By now you had grown irritated by his behavior. "Who are you talking about?" you asked angrily, walking past him to go sit on the couch in the living room. "My guy's boutta come through and I don't want you here when he gets here, you understand?" he said following you. Right. His guy, as in his supplier. You were on the verge of asking him what the big deal was if you just stayed out of their way for the few minutes, when his phone buzzed from the table he was previously sitting at.

You peered behind the back of the couch towards the table and then back at him. He did the same, and when your eyes met, you could see the anger mixed with fear on his face. "I could fuckin' kill you right now," he muttered before reaching for his walkie talkie. "Yo Ash, they here," he spoke into it before he started packing stacks of money into a paper bag.

By now you had grown a bit nervous at what was about to go down. Fez never allowed you to join him when he was doing any of his deals. He wanted to keep you as far away as possible from that side of his life, and right now you were about to meet one of his suppliers.

He walked over to the couch were you still sat frozen in fear, pushing his hands between the two cushions and pulling out a gun, checking to see if it was loaded. Your eyes widened before meeting his. "Look I'm serious Y/N," he said quietly, "just stay right there, keep your mouth shut and be cool. These dudes ain't fuckin' around." You could only nod in response, watching closely as he placed the gun back between the cushions.

☆☆☆☆

To say the big bald guy with the face tattoos currently standing behind you was scary, would be one hell of an understatement.

"So this your little bitch?" you heard him ask. You didn't dare turn around, nervously clasping your hands together in your lap to stop them from shaking too visibly. "Nah bruh, that's my girl," Fez subtly corrected him as the guy made his way around the back of the couch. He kneeled infront of the couch and extended his hand in greeting. "Well hello there," he said. You nervously unclasped your hands and placed one in his, which he took and kissed softly. You wanted to retract your hand from the feeling of his cold, dry lips on your skin, but you had no idea if that could potentially piss him off, and you didn't want to find out what he'd do if he got mad.

"My name is Mouse, it's a pleasure to meet you," he said. How ironic you thought, but you couldn't find anything humorous in the way his stare sent chills down your spine. When he walked away you looked over to Fez again, who was sitting right across from you. He gave you a small nod as you tried your best to calm down your racing heart.

Mouse started unpacking and naming all the diffrent drugs he had available. You tried not to look as shocked as you felt, but truth was you weren't used to all of it. Yeah your boyfriend was a drug dealer, but you didn't do drugs, and he's made it his life's mission to keep it that way You turned around and caught a glimpse of all the different bottles and pills all packed in big plastic zip lock bags.

"7750," Mouse's lackey Custer said as he finished calculating the price of everything at a quite impressive speed. Fez quickly got the paper bag with the money, throwing it to Mouse, who threw it to Custer. "Sure you don't want no Fentanyl?" he asked. "Nah man I'm cool off that shit. Too many OD's, man. I don't want the heat," Fez said calmly.

Mouse turned around to where you sat. "How about you pretty girl," he asked, "you ever tried Fentanyl?"

"No," you said quietly, still looking down at your lap. "Nah, she's good bro," Fez said as Mouse took a seat next to you on the couch and placing his arm behind you on the back of it. He used his outstretched hand to play with the loose strands of your hair. "You gonna let your boy talk for you?" he asked with a smile. You looked over at Fez, not knowing of you should answer him or not. "I don't know—"

"Don't look at him, look at me." You felt as though you might burst into flames if you did look at him. You turned your head slightly towards him, and you were met with a smile that made your stomach churn nervously. "You ever tried it?" he asked again.

"Yo forreal bruh, I don't want her fuckin' wit that shit," Fez said through a clenched jaw. You could hear the irritation and anger in his voice. Whether it was aimed at you for being here right now or at Mouse talking to you, you didn't know.

Mouse ignored Fez's talking, moving closer to you until his mouth was at your ear. "You know that feeling when you cum so hard you can't feel or hear shit?" he asked. You frowned, turning your face away from him and looking down at your lap once again. You didn't want to answer him, you didn't want to be talking to him anymore. "You like that feeling?" he added. You couldn't do anything but nod dumbly, afraid of what he might do if you ignored him.

"Well shit, you gon' love this."

Soon he was reaching for his pockets, pulling out a knife and a pouch of liquid Fentanyl, placing a small amount of the substance on the tip of the blade. He bought it closer to your face, and before you could think you were instinctively shaking your head and moving your head away from the knife.

"I don't— I don't think I should," you said softly. "What, you don't trust me?" he asked. "Yo for real man, she's good," Fez said desperately trying to diffuse the situation. He was praying that you didn't come close to that blade, he didn't want you using that shit at all. "Shut the fuck up bitch," Mouse said, still looking at you, "ain't nobody talkin' to you."

"Tell your boy I ain't talking to him right now. Tell him to shut the fuck up," he said to you. You looked over at Fez, the tears already burning behind your eyes. "C'mon don't be scared. It won't bite you." His voice bought your attention back to the blade that was still infront of your face.

"C'mon, try it."

Fez was shaking his head at you, praying that you weren't stupid enough to take up his offer. You were shaking like a leaf. You didn't know what to do, you just wanted to get out of this situation as fast as possible.

Without a second thought you placed your mouth on the tip of the knife and licked the substance off. Please don't let me die the words replayed in your head over and over and over as you felt yourself slowly and quietly slip into a diffrent state. After a while you couldn't even sit up straight anymore, and you found yourself softly falling on the couch cushion. Please don't let me die please don't let me die please don't let me die please—

"It hits quick," you heard Mouse's voice faintly as you tried desperately to hold onto some form of lucidity. Fez was watching you closely, trying to see if you were still conscious. "You like the way that feels?" he asked placing your leg over his lap. "Mhm," you managed to get out through lips that felt as heavy as concrete. "You wanna couple of patches pretty girl?" he asked and you replied with what you hoped was a yes. He got the patches from his jacket pocket and placed them beneath the waistband of your sweatpants.

"Its gon' cost you three hundred," he said to you, but looking over at Fez, "C'mon, pay up pretty girl."

"I only have like, seven dollars on me," you said, slurring your words like a drunk. "I said three hundred," Mouse repeated running his fingertips along your leg. "I bought like, groceries and shit." You could feel the drool running out your mouth and down your cheek, but it felt like your body was nailed to the couch. You felt so relaxed, so good and fuzzy that you couldn't even be bothered by the drool.

"Yo Mouse, lemme pay for it man," Fez spoke up. "I thought you was too good for Fentanyl" Mouse said with a taunting smile. "What is it, everybody changing they motherfuckin' minds on me?" he asked turning to Custer who sat on the back edge of the couch laughing.

"She can't afford it, she gon' have to find another way of paying me. Straight up," he said, now rubbing along your leg. "Ok," you replied, thinking he was still talking to you. Fez wanted nothing more than to pull out the gun from between the two cushions and shoot Mouse right there and then. He could feel himself getting angrier with every stroke of Mouse's hand along your clothed leg.

"Yo man, jus' lemme pay for it. Got the money right here."

Fez stood up from the couch, and placed three hundreds in Mouse's hand. "Damn, your boy must love you. Its gon cost you six hundred now, man."

☆☆☆☆

After Fez gave Mouse his extra money he counted the bills before standing up to leave. "It's always a pleasure doing business with you," he smiled, pushing your leg from his lap and getting up from the couch. As soon as the door closed behind him, Fez stood up, taking the Fentanyl Mouse had left on the couch and calling Ash. "Flush that shit down the toilet, and go grab the Narcan, just in case," he said placing the pouch in Ash's hand.

He went over to the couch were you were still laying quietly and motionless, your one leg still hanging off the couch. He carefully pulled it back up the couch, maneuvering it to prevent you from rolling onto your stomach, and covered your body with the small blanket that layed by the couch's end. He sat by your head on the couch, softly stroking your hair and praying that you were okay. Your eyes fluttered open when you felt his soft touch on your head. "'M sorry," you slurred, trying to keep your eyes open, to stay awake. Your breathing was irregular and soft, and you felt a dull discomfort in your chest.

"It's ok," he said softly, wiping away the layer of sweat from your forhead. "I ain't leaving you."

When Ash returned with the Narcan you were quickly given some in each nostril and after a while your breathing returned to a somewhat normal tempo. You couldn't fight the urge to sleep anymore and soon you were closing your eyes and dozing off.

☆☆☆☆

You layed in bed next to Fez feeling like absolute shit. You couldn't fall asleep. The dull pressure in your bladder and the constant nausea made it impossible to get comfortable. You turned around slowly, to find Fez laying next to you, his eyes trained on you. He hadn't left your side since your little run-in with Mouse, and had you stay with him until you felt better. He even went as far as to ask one of your friend to bring you clean clothes from your house.

"How you feelin'?" he asked, voice thick from sleep. You only shook your head no, you couldn't even find the strength to talk. "You want some' to eat?" he asked softly. The mention of food made your stomach churn uncomfortably and before you knew it you were jumping out of bed and making a beeline for the bathroom for what felt like the millionth time.

You felt Fez's hand rubbing circles into your back softly as you threw up once again. "Let it all out, baby," you heard him say softly. He knew you hated throwing up, and he hated seeing you ill, so he tried his best to give you any sort of comfort.

After you finished you flushed the toilet and wiped your mouth. The cold tiles beneath your knees and the warm press of Fez's hand against your even warmer body grounded you. "I'm sorry for taking that shit," you said through quiet sobs. You hadn't even noticed you'd been crying. "Is alright," Fez said softly. He hated seeing you cry more than anything. "You'll be alright, okay?" he said, pulling you into a hug, "I ain't going no where. Gonna look after my girl."

[itsmadamehydra]

Doll Face | Fezco Euphoria

part 1 part 2

Pairing: Fezco x Latina!Mouse sister! reader

Summary: Mouse's sister was an excellent girl, a good student even, until life happened and she had to leave every dream behind. A particular friend was left behind too in the process. Years later, they meet again, but they aren't the kids they once used to be.

Warnings: 1.8+ words, mouse sister, drug life, language, non-desired-sexual situations, forced sexual labor, exploitation of teenage girl, abuse, abusive household

a/n: Ok, Spanish is my first language and English second, so I apologize for any grammar mistakes. Second, I tried to research if Mouse was of any latin american origin, but I couldn't find any information. The actor is referred to as Lating King, so I'll use that as a reference. Thank you for reading! Hope you like it. Any suggestions will be highly appreciated <3

It had always seemed funny to you. The reaction on people’s faces when they came to know whose sister you were. At first, you were proud, sort of. You knew your family didn’t dedicate themselves to an average 9-5 job pretty early. But that never stopped you from feeling happy by having them around you most of the time.

It was like a dream at first. You would come from school, and your mama would always be beside your papá, talking about something you were too young to understand thereupon. Your big brother was known to be in his room with his friends, and you weren't allowed inside.

That didn’t bother you. It never did because at the end of the day, you would all sit down to dinner together and it felt amazing having to see people gather random things to use as chairs because there were just too many people.

It all just seemed like a big diverse family. You loved it.

You were a straight-A little girl type, and papá always made sure to share with you that you would be the first of the family to ever go to college. You were going to become the pride of your family.

Teachers loved you and never had any problem when you asked for extra help. Even your classmates were always helpful and nice towards you, especially one guy that you had math class with.

Fezco

He was one of the nice weird kids. He didn’t talk with anyone much, but you like to believe you were his exception.

It all started due to you not noticing the exercises at the back of the page at that time, you were sitting in front of him, and he noticed this.

“Uhm, hey, sorry, but I think your page is kinda…blank” he drew your attention by tapping your shoulder softly.

“What do you mean?” you stared at him, confused.

“Well, yeah. The back side is blank.” he furrowed his eyebrows, trying to make you understand

“There was a backside!”

“There’s always a back part in math, little girl.”

“Shit- Sorry!” you covered your mouth, embarrassed.

“What are you sorry for?” he looked at you confused.

“I- well… I cursed. Ladies aren’t supposed to curse.”

“Why?”

“It’s unethical.”

“Huh,” he inhaled, “Well, the teacher is about to collect the homework, so if you want to copy from mine, go ahead.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Ok, thank you so much, Fezco.”

“Call me Fez.”

“Fezco.”

“Alright.”

After that, it seemed like he had chosen you to be his partner in any class you had together. From that moment on, he would always whisper the answers in your ear, making sure you always had the same as his.

He would even grab your homework and correct your mistakes. It seemed so easy for him that you started to believe he was a genius.

“You are one smart mathematician,” you murmured once as you lay beside him on one of the school’s rooftops.

“A what?” he moved his head to the side, trying to get a glimpse of you.

“Mathematician, you will be a great one day.’

“Oh, what’s that?”

“Oh, you know…a person who likes and is good at math.”

“Hell yeah. I'll be one, doll face.”

“Fezco! No cursing.” you giggled.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry.”

You smiled, looking at each other barely, holding in your giggles.

And then everything went to shit.

“Mami! Papi! I’m home!” you entered your home with your cheeks painted and a big smile, hoping to see your parents in the living room, but only your brother was to be found with a bottle in hand.

“Hey, have you seen-”

“They ain't coming back home, little one.” he took one sip.

“What do you mean? They went on a field trip and didn’t take me?”

“Yeah. But more like they went to heaven.”

“Heaven? But that's a few hours away,” you tried, you really tried to be oblivious. Act stupid, “I read it on a map!”

“You can’t be that dumb,” he chuckled sourly, “Mom and pops are dead, and you know that.”

You stayed quiet. Looking at him and trying to keep your tears inside, hoping to be a cruel joke from your big brother.

“Now, I need you to understand something else,” he stood up, walking towards you, completely towering over you, “No more school for you.”

“What?” you whispered.

“I don’t need some governmental shit to be put inside your brain when you could be doing something more beneficial for me, us.”

“But I don’t wanna leave school,” you whined sweetly, “Papi said I would go to college!”

“Pops said it, not me,” he grabbed you from your low ponytail without pulling, twisting it around his fingers. “You’r ‘bout to learn about the family business, little sissy.”

And just like that, your life went spiraling into a deep pile of shit and more shit.

It started simple, nothing too hardcore. You prepared his pre-rolled, and he said your petite fingers were perfect for the job. Then, you started addressing him as “Mouse” since he has some respect to show or something along the lines.

And you did that for quite a long time, being grateful to keep some sort of young teen childhood innocence. Until one of his friends mentioned something about your changing body.

“Yo! Mouse! Your sister si que tiene unas lindas tetas eh! ¿A cuanto por una sobada?” they all laughed, but you knew your brother had a realization. (Your sister has a nice pair of tits, how much for a touch?)

His little sissy wasn't so little anymore. And lucky you, the neighborhood home strip club was taking applications, and they loved young girls.

“Pero mira que lindo lugar te conseguí hermanita, ¿a que no?" he laughed, licking his lips at the sight of the bare chest and intimate parts by the women dancing or waitress. (Look what a nice place I got you lil’ sissy, pretty isn't it?)

“I don’t want to be here, Mouse,” you said with a scared tone, “I don’t feel comfortable.”

“What you mean!?”

“I want to leave now, Mouse,” you said, trying to sound stern and covering your eyes to bring the different color neon lights.

If you had not, you would have seen him before he pulled you by your hair.

“Mouse!”

“Shut your fucking mouth and listen!” he spoke in your ear, spitting saliva, “You ain't eating nor coming home hasta que me traigas minimo mil, got it?” you nodded. (until you bring me at least a thousand)

“But how am I going to get you that?”

“Well, why else would I bring you here!? You got the place and a job start dancing!”

You looked at all sides, looking for some type of explanation or help, but all you could notice were a few pity looks from the women already working there.

“But…I am just fifteen, and I do not have any clothes like those,” you tried hard to convince him to take you away from there.

“C’mon I was thirteen when I banged my first chick, besides you got underwear underneath that, right?”

You nodded, unsure.

“Then don’t come back until you have that money in hand we clear.”

“Como el agua,” you murmured (like the water)

It took you some time to gather the money. It took you long enough to gather the courage to walk out of the dressing room in your underwear. Thankfully, some women there pitied you and gave you some money so you didn't have to socialize too much with the customers.

That day you became aware of how disgusting looks from men and women could be. But you became happy when at the end of the third day, the money had been collected. Until you were about to leave, the place and the owner took half of your money.

That’s when you knew that they take half of the tips, more if you get opinionated about it.

You had to work for it, they said. To start showing some more for some extra bills. To hide it somewhere, they won't see it.

Took you some time, but you felt elated when you knocked on that worn-down door you loved.

“Here’s the money,” you placed it in his hand with a smile, and he threw 100 back at you.

“Go get some work clothes and your food for a month.”

“What?”

“How old are you?”

“Fifteen”

“At seventeen, you start paying rent.”

Then, you were his investment. His friends and co-workers wanted to see you dance. They wanted to see you shake your chest and back for them. They wanted to touch you. And if you objected? A dislocated shoulder, 3 broken ribs, and black-eyed followed you for a month, and you objected…a lot.

But you learned how to handle it. You had to and became a pro. The favorite one in the club, and the best one of Mouse’s girls, even if you had to do some things you despised.

At least you were treated better.

And then, you saw him.

You were at home, doing some dances for Mouse’s people along with two other girls.

You had numbed yourself and your emotions. You had created an alter ego and a safe place in your mind where you could wander off whenever you were working. Funny enough, you had come to like dancing with a pole. You found it artistic, just not the other things it came with.

You were concentrated on grinding on top of the man beneath you, concentrated in your safe place. Ignoring his wandering hands beneath your work clothes, his groping. But some voices distracted you. You switched positions so you could stare at the men coming in.

It was a redhead, and he seemed…cute.

You could hear them going and on about quantities and deadlines, and you better pay me up before blah, blah, and more blah.

“You know what, I liked you, carrot boy,” Mouse smiled, rubbing his palms against each other, “Let me gift you with one of my best girls. Sweetcheecks, com’ere!”

“She’s busy, my man,” said the man underneath, simulating pounding into you while you kept grinding him with him groping your chest.

“Not‘nymore, fuck off,” he grabbed him by the arm and pulled the redhead to your seat, “Treat him good, will ya?”

You nodded and started doing your job. It was actually easy to please a man. Just some elaborate touching and grinding, especially grinding, and to let them touch whenever and wherever.

You could feel him looking at you, his eyes locked. Almost making you feel embarrassed by what you were doing. He seemed like the gentle type. He even kept his hands to himself. You could be wrong, and when you felt his hand grabbing you by your neck and taking you near his lips. You knew you were wrong. He needed some time before he felt full of himself and started groping you like the others.

“Doll face, is that you?”

part 2? Let me know...

[ch3rrysuck3r]

Here for you

Fezco had know Y/N since the first grade. They never used to talk, unless they sat next to each other in class, and then they would only talk about school and assignments. Eventually, they grew up and Fez stopped attending school. She thought about reaching out to see if he was okay, but decided against it when she realized that: 1- she did not had any way of contacting him; and 2- it was, quite frankly, none of her business. So that was that, for a while. Until she became best friends with Lexi, who sometimes hanged out with Cassie and her friends. And they knew Fez, so, consequently, her and Lex also did. He recognized Y/N immediately and even went up to hug her. They started hanging out a lot and eventually started dating, which was a surprise to all of us. They were complete fucking opposites who somehow complimented each other. I had seen her around his house sometimes and she was one of the nicest people I'd ever met, and treated me like we'd known each other for ages despite not having had an actual conversation.

Fez and I lay resting on his bed after a long morning of doing absolutely nothing. A blunt hangs from his lips, the smoke creating a bubble around us. My arms are wrapped around his torso and our legs intertwine, yearning for proximity.

As I'm about to kiss him, loud knocks coming from downstairs startle us both. We look at each other worryingly, and I grow afraid that Mouse is popping by for a surprise visit.

He seems to notice my fear, because he sprints out the room before I can even get up. I do so, reluctantly, and follow his path downstairs.

"C'mon man, don't be a dick." I hear a familiar voice coming from outside.

"Rue?" They both turn to look at me standing at the bottom of the stairs. Fez offers me his hand and pulls me closer to him.

"Nah, I'm serious...you can't come in."

"Look man, all I- all I need is just like, a few OC's"

"Sorry, I can't help-"

"Fez, I've had a fucked up day. This is all I'm asking, okay? I just need you to open the door for me, okay?"

"Nah, man..." He nervously runs his hands through his buzz, trying not to glance at her.

"Just open the door, man." Her palms push the metal door, making the sound echo all throughout the house. "Just open the fucking door. C'mon, tell him, Y/N."

She hopefully looks at me, and I look down, gulping.

"I'm sorry, Rue."

"Nah, you both gon' do me like that? Fuck you, man."

"I'm not gon' help you kill yourself, man. I'm sorry, but you can't be comin' here no more."

He starts closing the door and Rue pushes herself against it, in a worthless attempt to break it down.

"Fez, I'm begging you just to open the door." Her fist meets the metal, again. "You're full of shit, man."

Fez's forehead rests on my shoulder, my hand soothingly rubs against his back, trying to comfort him somehow.

"You know you make your living off of selling drugs to teenagers. And know, all of the sudden you wanna have a fucking moral high ground? You're a fucking dropped out drug dealer, you know that?"

I stand on my tip toes and wrap my arms around his neck. His' hug me by the waist, pulling me closer.

"You're a fucking dropped out drug dealer with seven functioning fucking brain cells. Open the door!"

Her scream makes me jump and I feel Fez's breath hitching against my neck.

"Open the door!"

"I can't do it, I-"

"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!" Rue's voice breaks and my heart clenches.

I hear sobbing before she speaks again. "You did this to me, Fez. You fucking ruined my life so the least you could do is open the goddamn door and fiz it!"

"C'mon, let's go." I tug his hand, leading him back upstairs.

"If you don't open this door right now, I swear to- I swear to God, I will fucking hate you 'till the day I die."

"I'm sorry." He says from halfway up the stairs and she seems to hear because she high-pitchedly screams.

I make him lay on top of me once we reach the bed. His head lays on my chest and my fingers run through his head.

"It's okay, she didn't mean it."

"I know." He says, but I hear him breathe out in relief anyways.

"I love you."

"I love you, too. Thank you for everything."

I smile and kiss his forehead, drifting into relaxation.

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A few days have gone by since the encounter with Rue and Fez dragged me to a Halloween party he wanted to try and sell stuff in.

I had been invited, but didn't plan on coming. However, Lexi had also insisted she wanted someone to be with. Which was a total lie because we'd arrived less than half an hour ago and she'd already disappeared from my side.

Fez and I are sitting on a couch outside, and he is just finishing a deal when I see Rue walking towards us.

"Hey, babe." I motion my head to her direction and Fez's eyes follow.

We watch as she sits down on the other side of the sofa. I start getting up from Fezco's lap but Rue is quick to talk.

"You can stay." She offers me nod and I smile at her.

"It's fine, I think you two should talk." I turn towards Fez.

"I'm going to go find Lex, look for me when you're done." I give him a wink and he sweetly smiles, eyes twinkling.

I start walking away, but decide to stop in front of Rue.

"You look amazing, Rue Rue." She looks up at me and smiles, seemingly still embarrassed after our interaction. Still, I reassure her by gently grabbing her head and placing a kiss against her temple.

As I make my way back to the house, I hear Rue's voice talking to Fezco.

"She's an angel."

"Yeah...she is."

[kentai345]

East Highland's Notorious

AO3

Fezco x reader

Warnings: It's a euphoria fic, so just like the TV show warning.

18+, drug use, foul language, no smut yet mostly fluff for now.

Can be read here or on ao3. More chapters on ao3

Summary: You never proclaimed yourself to be a nice person or good girl because no one expected you to be one. If someone perceived you as one that was their fault. Life wasn't easy but Fez made it bearable.

Chapter 1

*Rue narration is in italics*

If there’s one thing no one understood about (Y/N) Stone, it was why she was friends with Nate Jacobs. Why would such a chill and down-to-earth girl be friends with a guy like him? Simple, they didn’t know the real her. The ones who were unfortunate enough to piss her off and face her wrath gave her the infamous nickname stone cold bitch. She had to be because it made her life easier. And you didn’t hear it from me but when she and Nate were together people called them the East Highland Notorious cause nothing good ever happens when those two were around.

(Y/N)’s parents were addicts. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her parents sober. Its why she tolerates all my bullshit and why she and Nate were so close. She loved wreaking havoc and creating chaos probably cause she couldn’t control the chaos that was her life. But with Nate, she knew just how to pull his strings and make him do most of the work for her while she just sit back and watch.

They also both understand each other’s hatred for their parents but (Y/N) had one nice thing to come out of her parent's addiction. Fezco. Cause of them she got to meet Fez and his grandmother. Her parents sometimes made her go get drugs for them and she would buy them from Fez himself or his grandmother.

They became so close that when his grandmother got sick and he had to drop out she was there for him and helped him out at the gas station. It gave her a break from her life. Not having to listen to Maddy complain about Nate, watching Nate be a dick, and from the waitress job that she hated. At some point when I was in rehab Fez and (Y/N) had grown even closer that she was staying at his place from time to time and her parents wouldn’t even notice. It was like this unspoken rule that she was his and no girl would be stupid enough to get too friendly with Fez knowing what (Y/N) was capable of. However, (Y/N) would never label it, believe it or not as ruthless as she was, she was shy around guys she truly liked and the fear of rejection was keeping her from defining the relationship.

I sat outside the gas station with Fez as he smoked a blunt with my legs laying across his lap. He exhales smoke in my direction with a smirk and I playfully hit his arm. “Stop.” I whine fanning the smoke out of my face. He takes my hand into his planting a kiss on it and I smile shyly. We hear footsteps coming toward us and I slip my hand from his hold and look up to see Rue standing in front of us.

“Thanks a lot, you gave me a secondhand high, and now I’m seeing ghost.” I said as I moved my legs from Fez’s lap.

“I’m not a ghost, dick.” Rue said with a laugh and I shrug. I go on my phone to find out where Nate is while Fez tells Rue about this new girl we’ve been seeing around and how Rue would get along with her.

“So like how are you feelin?” He asked.

“I mean, ever since I gave my life over to my lord and Savior Jesus Christ, things have been, like, really good.” Rue said and I laugh.

“Word? That's what's up.”

“I'm fucking with you. It was a joke.” Rue said with a laugh. “But low-key, is Ashtray in the back?”

“Are you serious?” Fez asked in disbelief.

“What, you think cause I went to Rehab I stayed clean.” She said and I shake my head.

“Well that is the point of rehab.” I said not surprised. I went inside the store and headed to the back. Rue couldn’t function without drugs in her system she was just like my parents. I fucking hate my parents.

“I thought your ass was dead.” Ash said as Rue walked in and she looked at me. “I didn’t start that rumor.” I shrugged.

“Don’t matter y’all come and go I’m just tryna stack my cash and pay my mortgage. So what the fuck you want?” Ash said listing off what he had.

“I’m sorry I have zero fucking idea what you just said.” Rue said. “Yeah, no one does. Just give her the one that’s similar to LSD.” I told Ash.

“Ok.” Rue agrees and Ash tells her it's 120. “Oh, Fez said he'd spot me.” She said and we call bullshit as she leaves.

“Fezco don't spot nobody.” Ash said.

“Yeah, well, it's a post-rehab discount, so you should ask him.” Rue said and I follow her. “I will go ask him, 'cause I know you're full of shit.” Ash said as we leave the back.

“What are you doing after this?” Rue asked me and I shrug. “Waiting on Nate to give me a ride to Maddy’s to get ready for this summer bash that Mckay’s throwing, everyone is supposed to be there.”

“Cool.” She said as we went back outside and see Fez selling to Nate.

“About time, thought you died in a five-car pile-up.” I said to him. “You wish get in the fucking truck.” He said walking back to his truck. “I didn’t hear a please.”

“Yeah right.” He said as I followed him. “I’ll see you guys later.” I said to Rue and Fez before getting in the backseat. “Yo, I’d do it for Rue.” Nate yells to Rue as he pulls off and Mckay shakes his head.

I listen to him and Nate go back and forth about the party and his mom being particular and blah blah. I become interested when Mckay brings up Maddy and if she and Nate were together.

“Cause she’s crazy, I don’t want her to come and burn my house down.” Mckay warns.

“I hope she does burn your house down, then your party will be remembered forever…as the guy who got his house burned down.” I said laughing and Nate joined. “This is exactly what I’m talking about.” Nate said focusing on a blonde girl that Fez and I had been seeing around town riding her bike. Nate slows the truck to her speed and rolls down Mckay’s window “Right here.” He calls.

“How ‘bout you come and ride on this dick.” He says and she flips him off in return. She loses her balance and falls off her bike as Nate speeds away laughing and I just roll my eyes at his antics used to his behavior.

People question how I’m even friends with Nate with all the shit he pulls but I don’t have the answer he’s just always there. Plus some of the shit he does is entertaining and yeah he was an asshole to me too but he was always a person I could call when my parents lock me out of the house or forget to stock the fridge. His family, no matter how fucking picture-perfectly annoying they are helped me out. Hell, the only thing I regret is setting Maddy up with him. I knew what Nate liked in a girl and Maddy knew I could get Nate on her radar, so I did her favor. Believe me, I tried to warn her about Nate’s temper but she swore she could handle him. Although, sometimes I believe she doesn’t know what she got herself into.

Nate drops me off a block away from Maddy’s house not wanting to come into contact with her at all and I greet her parents when they let me in. I go to her room seeing Kat and BB as well saying hi to everyone until Maddy faces me showing me her breast.

“Do my areoles look weird?”

At first I just look at her thinking she’s joking but realizing she’s not I glance down at her boobs. “They look like areoles.” I comment and she rolls my eyes not liking my answer putting her shirt back on.

“I literally look disgusting. Nate’s totally ruined my confidence.” She says.

“Nate’s a loser who cares?” Kat says.

“He’s not a loser he’s a dick.” Maddy corrects.

“Bottom line, y’all need to walk into this party like your pussy costs a million dollars.” BB said as she goes through Maddy’s closet.

“I’d settle for like four Corona Lights and some non-rapey affection.” Kat answers. “That’s kind of depressing.” BB says waving me over to sit down at the vanity to do my makeup.

“You know when somebody just constantly criticizes like everything about you?” Maddy says going off about Nate.

“Like every guy?” I answer.

“You just need to catch a dick and forget about your troubles.” Kat advises and we all look at her. “Shouldn’t you catch a dick first before telling other people to do it?” I said.

“Seriously, the best thing after a breakup is to fuck someone new and then move on.” Kat continues.

“Remind me again how many guys have you fucked? And cat-fishing don’t count.” BB says and I laugh. “Speaking of someone new, (Y/N)?” BB says and I raise an eyebrow at her as she does my eye shadow.

“What?”

“Bitch, come on we know you’ve been all boo’d up this summer with Fez.” Maddy says.

“We’re just friends.”

“Save the bullshit.” BB said finishing up my makeup. “Ok, so I'm testing the waters. Besides he hasn’t defined what we are and we all know I’m not gonna do it.” I said looking at my makeup in the mirror.

“You’ve been testing the waters for months. Quit being scared and claim your man already.” BB said. “Seriously, it's obvious he likes you stop being stubborn.” Maddy said and I look at her through the mirror. “Why don’t you stop being stubborn and take Nate back already, we all know you’re gonna do it.”

“Bitch, don’t even go there.” She warned ending the conversation in a stalemate.

We finish getting ready and get in Maddy’s car to go to the party. Now I may have seemed like a dick but I hated telling other people my business except for Nate and Fez. Sometimes Maddy depending on what it is. I avoided relationships at all costs cause the guys here are fucking idiots and it wasn’t hard with Nate around keeping them away. Fez was the only exception as he was my distraction from the shitty parts of my life, kind of I mean sometimes I have to buy from him for my parents. I know Fez likes me but I didn’t wanna ruin our friendship if we break up and end up with just Nate to confide in.

We finish getting ready and get in Maddy’s car to go to Mckay’s and on the way we see Rue walking down the street. “Slow down.” I tell Maddy and point to Rue.

“Wait didn’t Rue, like die?” Maddy said and I look at her confused. “Why does everyone think I started that rumor?” I asked.

“Oh my god, I hate ghosts.” BB said as Maddy pulled over.

“Yo, Casper you want a ride?” Kat asked. “Why, thank you.” Rue answers. I could tell just by looking at her that she was on drugs as she gets in the backseat with Kat and BB.

Arriving at the party Kat and Rue wander off who knows where and the rest of us go to grab drinks. I scope the party for Nate but my eyes land on a blonde guy staring at us more specifically Maddy. Smirking I get Maddy’s attention and casually gesture with my shoulder to the blonde and she gives him an uninterested look. “Don’t you wanna piss off Nate?” I suggest and she smiles deviously giving me the go-ahead. I go over to the blonde greeting him with a smile.

“My friend and I thought you looked lonely. Wanna dance with us?” I asked touching his arm in a flirtatious manner. When he agrees I take his hand guiding him toward Maddy and BB who were already dancing. “Oh, my god I completely forgot to ask for your name.” I said in a dimwitted tone

“Tyler.” He introduces looking directly at Maddy. “Hi.” Maddy says and grabs his hand pulling him towards her. BB and I dance around them and I feel a pair of hands grab my waist making me into contact with someone’s chest. I look over and see the owner of the hand to be Fez. “Been lookin’ for you.” He says into my ear so I could hear him over the music.

“You found me. Now what?” I said turning in his arms to face him and he smiles at my words. “Yo friends don’t mind if I take you away then?” He asked looking over to Maddy and BB who waves us off insisting it was fine. BB sends us suggestive looks as Fez takes my hand and I roll my eyes at her. He leads me outside to the backyard and has a seat on an unoccupied couch pulling me onto his lap.

Straddling his lap he connects our lips in a quick kiss before he looks down admiring my outfit consisting of a halter top and jeans. “Shit, look at you lookin all good.” He kissed my jaw trailing to my neck and I hum in pleasure at the feeling. I reconnect our lips, running my hands along his chest but our actions come to a stop feeling the couch shift as someone plops down next to us.

“Oh, hey Rue.” I greet.

“Hey, don’t mind me keep doing what you’re doing.” She says sounding out of it.

“Come on now bruh, you owe me 120 bucks.” Fez said and I reposition myself in his lap as we were obviously not gonna continue our previous engagement anytime soon.

“Man sorry, I forgot.”

“To be honest, with you, your whole drug shit got me feeling kind of uneasy.” Fez said. “Come on don’t go soft on me, Fez.” Rue said not taking his words seriously.

“I’m not. It’s just that... I like you. And I missed you, bruh. That shit at the beginning of summer had me scared as fuck.”

“Yeah, you and everybody else. Well except for (Y/N).” She said and I nodded my head. “Duh, you’re like a cockroach, you always come back.” I joked. I was scared for Rue after hearing about her overdose but I also didn’t let that shit consume my thoughts. There’s no point in worrying about someone who doesn’t want the help or maybe I’m just a pessimistic dick.

“At least someone had faith in me.” She said with a smile. As she continued talking to Fez I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and went onto Instagram to see if I could find this Tyler guy as I had never seen him around school before. However, as I am I hear a commotion coming from the pool, and giving Fez a quick kiss on the cheek I go over to see. I come to find Maddy and Tyler in the pool making out and Nate watching.

“Yeah that's real classy you fucking whore.” Nate says to her.

“Suck my dick.” Maddy responds making the crowd around react in her favor. I never meant for the plan to go this far but knowing Maddy I should’ve seen it coming. I hear Nate going off in the kitchen and go back inside to see him breaking shit in the kitchen. The girl who was riding her bike earlier was in the kitchen while others were clearing out of Nate’s warpath. “Hey man what’s going on?” Rue asked suddenly appearing next to me.

“The usual Nate’s pissed and he’s about to take it out on the new girl.” I said already filming on my phone. Rue nods her head and like everyone else nearby we watch as Nate starts yelling at the girl getting in her face before she suddenly pulls a kitchen knife on him making Nate back down. “Fuck, new girls got balls. Too bad she doesn’t know what she’s getting into.” I comment.

“Put the fucking knife down! It was a joke!” Nate yells and looks to me for help but I look around wondering why he’s looking to me for help. “The fuck you want me to do? Bitch has a knife and I’m not a hostage negotiator.” I said still filming.

She takes the knife suddenly cutting herself yelling “I’m fucking invincible.” Before backing away from Nate and throws the knife down. “By the way, I’m Jules. I just moved here.”

“Hi Jules.” I say as she leaves the kitchen. “Take back what Fez and I said, that bitch is insane.” I told Rue as I end the video and I go check on Nate.

“You sure know how to pick a fight.” I said and he glares at me. “Shut the fuck up.” He growls shoving past me harshly and past Fez who was coming toward me. “You alright?” He asks me glaring back at Nate before looking back at me.

“I’m fine its normal.” I reassure and pull him into a hug. “Besides you know I love chaos.”

“A lil too much. So like what's your home situation tonight?” He asked me stroking my arm checking if I was gonna go back home or not. “Sleeping over at Maddy’s but I’ll probably go home Sunday. You leaving?”

“Not yet still more money to make and I gotta make sure you leave safely with yo friends.” He guides me backward to lean against the kitchen counter. “You don’t have to do that.” I say kissing him. Our kiss started slow before his tongue slips between my lips and my hands tighten on his shirt bringing him impossibly closer. We pull apart catching our breaths and I stare at him entranced by how handsome he is but I am drawn out by BB calling for me.

“What?” I asked looking over at her and Kat. “We about to go, you leaving with us?”

“Yeah.” I sigh reluctantly not ready to leave Fez’s arms. “I’ll see you later.” He says kissing me one last time before disappearing into the party. I leave with BB, Maddy and Kat going back to Maddy’s. As we’re getting ready to go to bed I get a goodnight text from Fez and can’t help but smile.

I had to wake up around 6 in the morning to leave Maddy’s house and walk home to get ready for work, clean up whatever mess my house was gonna be in, and then get to work on time at 9. I was dreading going home knowing that the house would be trashed or my dad’s junky friends would be there. To my surprise the front door was unlocked when I got home and was repulsed by the smell coming from inside finding it to be spoiled food in the kitchen, while my parents were passed out on the couch, I think. I sigh annoyed and go into my room to grab my uniform and go take a shower.

Before leaving I pack a bag of clothes just in case I decide I don’t want to sleep here tonight, clean up the kitchen, and leave two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for my parents when they wake up. I look over at them once more checking if they were actually breathing before stealing my mom’s car keys and leave for work.

Now I hated working not because I was lazy or hated my coworkers, I hate the fact that because my parents couldn’t take care of themselves or me that I had to choose between sports or having a meal to eat. It was thanks to Nate that I got this job as his family eats here a lot like they have a usual table a lot. Clocking in I immediately get to work taking on as many tables as I can to get more tips and hopefully make the end of my shift come faster. During my shift, Nate came by the restaurant and asked to be sat in my section and I raise an eyebrow at him when I notice him.

“What do you want?”

“Who was the guy with Maddy at the party.”

“You gonna order something with that?” I ask and he sighed annoyed. “And it can’t be water.”

“What about a trip to the mall, didn’t you say you wanted a new wardrobe?” He offers. “Deal. His name’s Tyler doesn’t go to our school or if he does, I’ve never seen him but I found his Instagram. There’s nothing interesting. Hell, he might be in college.” I shrugged.

“That's good enough, what’s his-” He stops talking looking behind me and I turn to see who was there. I roll my eyes seeing one of my coworkers who was this annoying older lady, who for some reason couldn’t go one shift without having something to say to me.

“Can I help you, Susan?” I asked annoyed as I glared at her.

“It’s just really unprofessional to have your friends come by while you’re working and not or-”

“And it's really unprofessional to interrupt someone when they’re in the middle of a conversation. And you're not a fucking manager so walk away.” I said scaring her off. “I can’t fucking stand that bitch.”

After giving Nate Tyler’s social, he leaves and I finish up the rest of my shift clocking out. I count out my tips getting over 100$ which was pretty good for a Sunday. Reluctantly I head home to return the car and probably have to make my parents dinner. “Hey, (Y/N) how was school?” My dad asked from the couch as he watched TV. “It's summer break.” I sigh annoyed putting the keys back. “Right, right hey your uncle Bruce gave us a tip. My parole officer is coming by this week can you help me out?”

“Yeah. Just tell me when.” I said softly, wishing I was somewhere else. They could go weeks without noticing if I’m here or not but when it's time to pee in a cup or go on a drug run all of a sudden they remember they have a kid again. I don’t know when exactly my parents became like this I’m just surprised I made this far in life with their parenting. I order two pizzas for the night for my parents so they could have something to eat in the morning and after paying for the delivery head to the bathroom to shower. As I’m getting ready for bed I get a call from Fez.

“Hey Fez, what’s up?”

“Checkin up on you, hadn’t heard from you. Wanted to know if you want to come over, watch a movie or sumthin?”

“Or something?” I repeated teasingly. “I can’t, had a long day and I gotta be here in the morning for my dad. I would’ve loved to though.”

“What does your dad got you doing?”

“Oh you know the usual, gotta pee in a cup for his parole officer. Plus school starts tomorrow and my house is closer than yours.”

“Then let me drive you.” He offered. "No need to go out of your way for me. I’ll be fine.”

“Nah its nothing, let-” He starts but I interrupt.

“Seriously Fez, it's alright. I can take care of myself. Goodnight.” I hang up not waiting for him to respond. I didn’t want to sound rude but I stayed over with Fez a lot this summer and with school starting again I had to get back to my old routine and not depend on him so much.

Before leaving for school I hand my dad my bottle of pee and in an attempt at affection, he pats my head as he thanks me. I mumble a goodbye to him and my mom before leaving out and I come to the stop in my driveway seeing Fez parked outside waiting for me.

“Hey.” I said getting in his car. “Hey, pretty girl.” He responds.

“Shut up.” I said shyly as I looked out the window as he drove me to school. “I told you, you didn’t have to drive me.”

“I know but sometimes your stubborn ass needs to accept help when it's offered.”

“If you keep this up you’ll make me keep depending on you more.” I said as he parked outside the school. “That’s the point.” He answered taking my hand in his.

“Then I guess you’re never getting rid of me.” I said leaning in to kiss him. “I’ll talk to you later. Tell your grandma hi for me.” After getting out I meet up with Maddy and BB eventually running into Cassie.

“Oh, shit that's the girl who tried to commit suicide at Mckay’s.” BB said as we walked past Jules and Rue. “What?” Cassie asked.

“That is not what happened.” I said.

“Oh yeah I forgot, you guys was both fucking.” She pointed to Cassie and Maddy.

“Why does everybody think we fucked?” Maddy stops to say but we keep walking ignoring her. “Alcohol is not good for me.” She said when she caught back up with us.

“So you did fuck him.” BB said.

“Honestly, I think I blacked out.” She said. While the others look at her worried I gave her a side-eye. We run into Kat and I pull Maddy to the side while Cassie and BB talk to Kat.

“Being I’m the only one who knows better we both know you’re lying and did what you did to get back at Nate. So why are we lying to them?” I gestured to the others.

“Cause you're the only one I trust to keep this between us and from Nate.”

“You’re glad I fucking love you 'cause this shit might blow up in your face.” I said wondering how Nate’s gonna react if he believes that Maddy blacked out, especially with how overprotective he is. Deciding it wasn’t my problem we go over to Kat and Maddy hugs her congratulating her on losing her virginity.

“Damn, did everybody have sex at the party?” I asked holding a finger up to Maddy to silence whatever in-denial BS she was gonna say.

After catching up we head to class and I get a text from Nate telling me he was going to skip today and that he wanted to pay me back for that information I found on Tyler for him. The power of teenagers and social media.

I was hiding out in the bathroom sitting on the counter while waiting for Nate to come get me and when people would come in I would make them get lost, so I could be alone. “Find another bathroom.” I said when I heard someone rush inside and I look up to see Rue who freezes at my words. “Oh hey, Rue don’t mind me just killing time.” I said letting her come in.

“Keep a lookout.” She said going into a stall. “Got it.” I reassured. Not a minute later I hear someone walking in and warn Rue. “Hurry up, someone’s coming.”

“Shit, fuck it.” I hear Rue say before flushing the toilet.

“Rue?” We hear Lexi say as she enters the bathroom. “Never mind it's just Howard.” I said and Rue came out of the stall pissed.

“Are you okay?” Lexi asked Rue. “You are so fucking stupid, Lexi.” She answered.

“Why?”

“Cause I already flushed everything.” She said frustrated. “Damn, what a waste.” I said sarcastically still chilling on my phone.

“I just came to check on you.” Lexi explains. “I don’t want you fucking checking on me, what difference are you going to make? Gonna give me life advice? You gonna fucking help me?” Rue rants.

“Well, you’re one of my best friends.” She says and I try not to laugh at this pathetic scene. Lexi just couldn’t accept that the Rue she used to know is gone. I mean I guess it's sweet she doesn’t want to give up on her but I knew firsthand what a waste of time that was.

“You say all this but what happens when you knock on my door asking me to piss in some Tylenol bottle?” She said.

“Then you piss in the bottle. Cause that’s what friends do. They borrow each other’s pee so they can pass a drug test. At least that's how my family works.” I said as I got down from the counter. “Or learn how to say no for once.” Those are my last words before I leave to go meet Nate and head to the mall.

The mall wasn’t as fun as I thought it would be as Nate was constantly texting someone on his phone. Then he disappeared as soon we got there giving me some cash. I found him on the second floor leaning against the railing staring down at the first floor. Approaching him I match my line of sight with his to see who he was staring at and I see Tyler working at a kiosk. “So this is why you brought me here.” I said setting my bags down to lean against the railing. “What’s your plan to watch him until he gets off?” He nods his head eyes not moving from Tyler. “You’re insane.” I said with a sigh. “Watch my stuff.”

“Where are you going?” He asks.

“You’ll see.” I said and get on the escalator to go down to the first floor. I head toward the kiosk approaching Tyler with a flirtatious smile. “Oh my gosh, hi Tyler. (Y/N) you probably remember my friend more than me.”

“Hey, of course, I remember you, you introduced me to her.”

“Really?” I said in a faux bashful tone. “Then what time do you get out of here?”

“Not for another 4 hours.” He said and I pout at his answer. A customer wanting assistance comes up to the counter and I take this as my chance to leave.

“Maybe I’ll see you later then.” I said leaving before he answered. I take the escalator back upstairs to Nate and my stuff.

“What did you just do?” He asked annoyed. “Helped you out he gets off in 4 hours so it's enough time for you to drop me off and come back to continue your stalking.” I answered picking up my bags and head back to Nate’s truck. On the way to the truck, I noticed he started texting someone again and when we got in the truck I asked, “Who are you texting? I know it's not Maddy since she fucked Tyler.” He glares at me. “Allegedly.”

He shows me his screen of some type of dating app and I see his messages between Jules and shyguy118. “Are you catfishing the new girl?” I asked amused.

“Payback for the shit she pulled at the party.” He said starting the truck to take me to Fez’s gas station. “I don’t know if I would consider catfishing equivalent to pulling a knife on you as payback.”

“It’ll all come together eventually.” He said ominously leaving me intrigued. So I left it at that. Since I saw no point in going back to school for the day I plan to stop by to see Fez and head to work early to not waste the day. I saw Fez chilling behind the counter and he smiles upon seeing me and I smile in return as I lean on the counter across from him. “Thought you was at school?” He asked tucking my hair behind my ear.

“I was but Nate hit me up and we skipped so he could take me shopping in return for a favor I did for him.” I explained and his smile dropped at the mention of Nate. I knew Fez wasn’t a big fan of Nate but he was dealing with it as I was friends with Nate for a long time.

“Next time ask me, I’ll gladly spoil you with a trip to the mall.” He said and I smile shyly.

“Then what would I keep Nate around for?” I joked and outside Nate honks the horn as a message to hurry up and I roll my eyes. “And speak of the devil. Anyway, I just wanted to stop by since I’m going straight to work from here.”

“How’s it going at home?” He asked.

“Besides the empty fridge not the worse, didn’t even know I was gone for the half summer. Or that it was summer vacation at all.”

“Then if you want, you should come over tomorrow night or even stay over again if you want, if that's cool with you.” He offered.

“How’d you know I was missing you already.” I said kissing him. “It's tempting but I don’t wanna bur-”

“You not a burden.” He interrupts. “You been sayin' that all summer and I swear you ain’t. Just let me take care of you.” I can’t help the way my heart races at his words and it makes me wanna scream that he won’t make it official.

“Keep talking like that I’m gonna start calling you my bo-” Nate honks the horn again but this time holding it longer interrupting me.

“What was you sayin?” Fez asked after he stopped and I shake my head.

“Nothing important. Yeah, I’ll come over tomorrow, also I’m gonna get a bag of chips, so I can at least show I thought about him.” I said leaving cash on the counter and grabbing a random bag of chips I go back to Nate’s truck pissed that when I finally had the courage to try and define the relationship he fucked it up.

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After work when I get back home I go through my messages and an acquaintance from the cheer team before I had to quit sent me a video link telling me it's Kat in the video. I click on the link and it takes me to pornhub and I start to roll my eyes annoyed thinking I was getting fucked with before the video shows a girl getting fucked from the back. The girl being Kat or someone who looks like- Oh who am I kidding of course it's her don’t even have to see her face to know. I sent the video to Maddy asking her if she’s seen it and she sent it to Kat but she denies that it was her. All I can say is that with this video, Jules threatening Nate with a knife, Nate catfishing Jules in retaliation, and the Maddy and Tyler mess the school year was off to a chaotic start. I love it.

The next morning after getting ready I packed a bag for Fez’s place and made sure I took the cash I had earned throughout the summer with me as my parents sometimes went through my stuff looking for money when I’m not here. I put my stuff in the backseat of the car and went to school. After school, I walked out with Maddy, BB, and Cassie heading to my car but Nate and Mckay were outside waiting on them. So BB and I split from them talking for a while before I went to work. After work, I head to Fez’s house in the rain, and while I’m grabbing my bag from the backseat Rue arrives on her bike soaked. “You came all the way here in the rain.” I said shaking my head and she goes up to Fez’s door knocking constantly flipping off the cameras they had above the door.

“Hey open the door!”

“What do you want?” Ash asked still not opening the door.

“Ash let us in, Rue’s soaked.” I said and going through my bag to give her some dry socks or something as he opened the door. “Yo, who is it, man?” Fez asked. Rue goes in walking straight past him to his room and I give him a wave and sit on the couch.

“Hold on, hold on, you can’t be in here right now.” Fez told Rue and I wondered why it was a big deal she was here.

“I need some, some OCs and some socks.” She said coming out of his room and sits down on the couch.

“I offered you some socks when we were outside.” I remind. “No, you didn’t.” She corrects.

“Damn. You know, I thought about it, I just didn’t say it.” I said putting my bag down on the floor to look for a pair of socks again.

“Rue, I ain’t fuckin’ playing with you. Come on you can’t be in here.” Fez said interrupting our conversation.

“Look Fez, I’m fucking drenched. Okay? And uh… I’m out of drugs. So don’t be a dick.” She says making what she thinks are valid points.

“That’s not my fucking problem. You gotta get up out of my house before these motherfuckers come through.” He explained and I realized why he was acting like this. His supplier guy was on the way and when he came around I stayed hidden in his room but I don’t think Rue could stay quiet until they were gone like me especially when she wanted drugs.

“All I need is a couple OC’s and some Xannies. And why just me? You're not kicking (Y/N) out.”

“Maybe 'cause I was invited.” I said dryly. “Where are your pants?” I asked just realizing that she wasn’t wearing anyway.

“Look that’s all I need and I can be gone.” She begs.

“Yo, I’m trying to tell you, I don’t got shit right now. Like… Come back in a few hours, I got you, whatever you need.” He said but Rue still puts up a fight and they continue going back and forth.

“My guy’s about to come through here. I don’t want you here when he gets here, you understand?”

“That scary-looking guy right? I know the drill.” I said standing up to go to his room attempting to make Rue come with me but it was too late. His phone rings on the table and he looks from it to Rue pissed.

“Rue I could fucking kill you right now. Yo, Ash, they’re here. Look I’m serious, Rue just stay right there keep your mouth shut, and be cool.” He ordered. “These dudes ain’t fucking around.” He pulls his gun out from in between the couch cushions that Rue and I were seated on checking his bullets before returning back to its hidden spot. Rue and I sit back down and I glance over at her seeing a hint of fear as she realizes how serious Fez was when Mouse and his associate I always forgot the name of came in. And as they came in Fez sits on the couch across from us and Mouse’s attention immediately fell on us sitting next to Rue.

“So these your little bitches.” He said and I bite my tongue not to say something smart. “Nah bruh, they’re my little sisters.” He said and I looked to my lap to hide my disappointment at his words.

“Well, hello there lil sisters.” Mouse said holding his hand out to us. Rue gives him her hand and he kisses it doing the same to mind and I begin to bounce my leg nervous. “Yo, Custer toss me that bag.” He starts to tell Fez everything he has which piques Rue’s interest and I nudge her foot with mine shaking my head. Custer runs him the numbers giving Fez the total he has to pay.

“Sure you don’t want no Fentanyl?” Mouse asks.

“Nah, man I’m cool off that shit. There's too many ODs and I don’t want the heat.”

“How about the little sisters? You ever try Fentanyl?” Mouse asked turning his attention back to us.

“I’m a high schooler with a C- average, I can’t even spell Fentanyl.” I said monotone getting my usual courage back and Mouse laughs.

“I see lil sis has a sense of humor.” He turns his attention to Rue. “What about you lil sis?”

“No.” She answers.

“No, she’s good, bruh.” Fez answers for her. “Gonna let big brother talk for you?” Mouse instigates getting irritated.

“I don’t know.” Rue says looking at Fez. “Don’t look at him. Look at me.” Mouse orders putting a sample of it on a blade. “You ever try it?”

“Yo, for real, bruh. I don’t want her fucking with that shit.” Fez tries again to intervene. “I’m, I’m good actually.” Rue said.

“What don’t trust me?” He said and Fez again tries to intervene. “Shut the fuck up, bitch. Ain’t nobody talkin’ to you. Tell your big brother I’m not talking to him right now.” He said and brought the blade of Fentanyl closer to Rue’s lips. “Don’t be scared. It’s not gonna bite you.” Rue looks to Fez who shakes his head and I slightly nudge her hoping to convince her to say no again but in the end takes the drug which works pretty fast. She starts to lay down laying her head in my lap.

“You like the way that feels? You want a couple of patches, girl?” Mouse asks her.

“Okay.” Rue agrees and I look at her worried as he tucks the patches into her shorts placing her leg atop his lap. “It's gonna cost you 300.” Mouse said.

“I only have two dollars.” She mumbles and I look at her like she’s crazy. “Who comes with only two dollars to b-” I catch myself. “Not important.”

“I said 300.” He repeated starting to stroke her leg.

“Where are my pants?” She mumbles. “You took them off.” I whispered to her.

“I’ll just, just give it back.” She said but Mouse didn’t like her answer.

“I got a strict no-return policy.” He placed his hand on Rue’s leg. “Yo, Mouse let me pay for it, man.” Fez said.

“I thought you was too good for Fentanyl. What is it? Everybody’s changing their motherfucking minds on me? If she can’t afford it, she gonna have to find another way of paying me.” Mouse said sliding his hand further up her leg and I roll my eyes to reach for my bag.

“I’ll pay for it.” I said bringing his attention to me, thankfully causing his hand to freeze. “Nah, let me pay for it.” Fez said trying to stop me but I shake my head. “I got it.” I pull out the 300 handing it to Mouse.

“Dang. Your sister must love you. It's gonna cost 600 now.” He told me after counting the money. I roll my eyes again go back into my bag and give him basically all the tip money I earned over the summer. “You got a reliable little sister.” He said to Fez and removes his hand from Rue’s leg and finally leaves along with Custard. After they leave I go to grab the Narcan while Fez and Ash flush the Fentanyl. I put a blanket over Rue and grab her phone trying to figure out where to take Rue as she couldn’t stay here or at mine as both places were stocked with drugs. She can’t go home as her mom would probably kill her and Lexi wasn’t an option as her mom would probably tell Rue’s mom.

“I’m so happy.” Rue says although I could barely hear her.

“Well at least one of us is.” I said annoyed.

“You alright?” Fez asked me when he came back and I nod my head. “Just pissed I just lost a summer’s worth of hard work. I’ll have to survive off my paycheck… Again.”

“Let me pay you back.”

“Don’t worry about it, it’ll just be more money Rue owes you. And I’ll survive. I always do.” I said with a sigh as I kept scrolling through Rue’s phone till I saw Jules and called her. “Hey um this is (Y/N), I’m a friend of Rue’s” I explained to her that Rue was basically incapacitated and needed somewhere to stay as her mom would kill her and Jules agrees to let her stay with her.

“After I drop Rue off I’m gonna head home. I’ll stay another time maybe.” I said ready for this shitty night to end.

“Ar-”

“After what just happened I kinda just wanna be alone.” I explained interrupting him. “Can you help me with her?”

Not pushing it further he helps me carry Rue to my car while I go get her clothes from his room. He lays her down in the backseat and goes to give me a kiss on the cheek but I pull away remembering how Fez doesn’t see me as anything but a friend and get in the car without another word.

[honeybear-yammy]

Over The Phone

Warnings: cursing, smut, sexting, dirty talk, daddy kink, masturbation, phone sex

Pairings: Fezco x Female Reader

Summary: In which Fezco and Y/N were talking to eachother on the phone but, the phone call took a naughty turn.

Character: Fezco (played by Angus Cloud)

Show: Euphoria

© Honeybear-Yammy, please do not steal, translate, copy, or transfer my work.

You gasped and moaned out softly as you rubbed your clit. You herd your boyfriend Fezco on the other line panting and grunting. You had just called him to say goodnight and to talk to him for a little bit.

Well, things escalated very, very quickly. Before you knew it both of you were jacking off together on the phone. It all started when while both of you were on the phone talking, Fezco had sent you a dick pic.

And of course it turned you on which made you end up sending him a pic of you with your hand in your lace panties playing with yourself. And now here you both were now, jacking off together. You moaned out more, waiting for him to tell you what to do next.

You had him on speaker phone and you were fucking lucky that you parent's weren't going to be home for the night or else you would be in so much shit right now. 

"Start fingering yourself baby. Finger yourself just how I do it." You herd Fezco say. You did as you were told and sank one of your fingers into your soaking cunt. You gasped and moaned out softly when you did so. The sound of your moans made Fezco groan out on the other side of the line. 

"Fuck, I love the sexy little sounds you make for me." He said as he groaned out.

"Fuck! You feel so good daddy." You moaned out. 

"Yeah? Are you going to be a good little fucking whore for me tonight?" He asked as he painted. 

"Fuck yes! I'll be so good daddy!" You moaned out. 

"Good girl." He praised. "Now tug and twist your pretty nipples for me." He said. You once again did as you were told and tugged on your hardened nipple, twisting it as you fingered yourself. You then slid a second finger inside which made you moan out louder.

"Fuck, you're such a good girl for daddy." He moaned out. 

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum daddy!" You moaned out.

"So am I." He moaned out as he pumped his shaft. "Are you ready? Count of 3. I want you to cum with me baby." He said. You moaned out in response.

"1.." He said. You let go of your nipple and began to rub your clit as you fingered yourself faster.

"2.." He said as he groaned out. You moaned out as well as you fingered yourself as fast as you could. It didn't feel as good as it did when Fezco did it but, it was all you had right now.

"3! Come on pretty girl, cum for me. Cum with me." He groaned out as he came. Your legs began to tremble and you moaned out loudly as you came on your fingers. You pulled your hands away and began to suck your juices off of your fingers.

You then took a picture of yourself doing so and sent it to him. You could hear him groan on the other line when he saw the photo of you.

"Fuck. Baby girl I need you to come over, now."

"I'm on my way." You said with a giggle.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

[eufezco]

#SUMMARY - in which Fezco has to save you from your disastrous household.

#GENRE - angst, fluff

#PAIRING - fezco x reader!jacobs

From: You , To: Fezco

are you awake? ✓✓

From: Fezco , To: You

i am ✓✓

u good? ✓✓

From: You , To: Fezco

can i come over? please ✓✓

From: Fezco , To: You

yeah ✓✓

you need me to go? ✓✓

You didn't reply to that message, and it wasn't necessary because Fezco was already getting his car keys. You just needed to wait until Fez was here. You grabbed a bag and started packing some underwear, your phone charger, and some money. Fezco gave you a missed call and you looked through the window to check that his car was outside your house. You got out of your room and went down the stairs on your tiptoes, trying to not wake up anyone. "Where the fuck are you going?"

Your brother Nate was leaning on the handrail, watching you sneak out of the house at almost 3 am. "I-I´m leaving. I can't stay here." You turned your back to him, not even wanting to look at him in the eyes. "You are so selfish y/n. Leaving your family like this." It was the only thing he could say to you. Probably you were being selfish, leaving your house when your family was falling apart. "You'd the same if you could."

You went to the door, trying not to step on your dad's pee. This was so embarrassing and you felt like you could throw up. Nate went down the stairs after you and grabbed the latch of the door before you could do it. He looked at you in the eyes, seeing how scared and affected you were after what happened. Nate felt sorry for you, you weren't like them and he saw in your eyes how hard you were trying to not be like them. But your last name was still Jacobs and the popularity of your family will hunt you forever, so there was not much you could do. Your lower lip started to tremble in fear. You thought about screaming, Fezco would hear you and would break down the door without second thoughts, but you would wake up your mom and Aaron, and you didn't want to do that. "I fucking hate you. I hope you never step into this house ever again." Your brother marked every word he said. His hand left the latch and not even a second passed when you grabbed it and opened the door.

You would've prefer not to do it, but you looked back as you stepped out of the house. Your brother's hateful gaze not leaving you. Fezco got out of the car the moment he saw you going out of the house, he was ready to burst into it if you weren't coming out in the next minute. He kissed your forehead and took your bag off your shoulder, putting it on the trunk of his car. Nate was still watching you from the door, he and Fez made eye contact until Nate finally closed the door. You and Fezco got into his car and you tried to fasten your seat belt but your shaking hands wouldn't let you. "It's okay ma'. I gottchu." He took the seat belt off your hands and fastenned it for you.

He drove to his house with a hand on your thigh, giving it the sweetest strokes with his thumb. He understood that you didn't want to talk about it, but he just needed to know one thing. "Is it 'cause of your brother?" You shook your head. He nodded. Fezco was glad, but he didn't think that you were telling him the whole truth. Nate was there when you got out of the house, Fezco saw him and he didn't believe he was kissing your cheek and saying good night to you. You closed your eyes and leaned your head against the window. "Ash asked for you. I think he's waiting for us 'cause he woke up when I was leaving." You showed Fez a little smile. You loved Ash and Fez knew his brother would do anything for you.

"We're here, baby." Fez shook your leg gently to wake you up. The last minutes of the ride your eyes gave up and you fell asleep, head against the window and enjoying the soft music playing in the car. You got out of the car freezing to death while Fezco took your bag and Ash opened the door of the house for you. He was wearing the cute pajamas you got him for one of his birthdays. The kid moved an aside to let you and his brother go inside, you showed Ash a little smile and went to Fezco's room. You fell onto the bed, hiding your head in the pillows. You could hear the conversation the brothers were having in the living room.

"What happened?"

"Family shit."

"Talk to her."

"I think she wants to be alone now man."

"Hell nah, go talk to her."

Fezco knocked on the door of his room even though it was open. You curled up on his bed not wanting him to notice that you've been crying. You didn't care about crying in front of Fezco, you knew he would never use your weakness against you, but you didn't want him to see you crying because of your family. You felt him sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. "Was it your father?" You shivered and your lip started trembling again. "He was drunk." You managed to say. Fez wasn't sure if he should ask you or just wait until you were ready to tell him. You sat up on the bed, your eyes puffy thanks to the nap you took in Fezco's car and to the crying. "He peed on the floor." You burst into tears. Fezco frowned, did he misheard that? Your head fell onto his chest as he hugged your body closer to his, still confused.

You got out of you room at the same time Nate got out of his. Your dad's laugh echoing through the house. You followed your brother to where your mom and Aaron were. "What's going on?" You and Nate stood between them two. "Dad's standing in the foyer with his dick out." You looked away as soon as your eyes landed on your dad. Ew, you thought. "What the fuck are you doing?" Cal kept laughing and saying nonsenses, your brother Nate gradually getting more angry, you could tell because how heavy his breathing was.

"You guys should've seen me tonight, I don't know if you would've been proud, but you might have been impressed." Your mom went where your father was and tried to stop him from saying more stupidities. "You know how many men I've fucked?"

"Cal, stop it."

"Y/n, do you know how many men I've fucked?" Your brother Nate shook his head at you. "Dad, why are you saying this?" Aaron asked him. "I fucked a man for the first time when you..." Cal pointed at Aaron. "...where in your mama's belly." You swore if you heard Aaron asking "What's going on" or "What are you talking about" one more time you'll punch him in the face.

"Here's the funny thing If I said that I went to the strip club and I picked up a real grade-A piece of ass, huge tits, shaved pussy and I fucked the shit out of her in my truck, you wouldn't be one-tenth as appalled as you are right now. You're a bunch of hypocrites." This situation was completely disgusting to you, Nate ran his hand over his face. "I'm a man, I'll fuck who ever I want whenever I want. I'll fuck men, I'll fuck women, I'll fuck transexuals and I'll have a mighty fine time doing it." Nobody dared to say anything either because of the shame or because of the anger. Your mum gave up and announced that she was going back to bed. "Living a double life? Not my biggest regret. You two are." Your dad pointed at you and Nate. The only thing you and Nate had in common was your terrible relationship with your dad. But you couldn't deny that what he just said hurt you. "But let's be honest, we all live double lives. Don't give me that look Marsha." After that, he accused your mom of cheating on him. He talked about Aaron's porn which made you want to throw up. "Nathaniel, your whole life is a fucking secret. A mistery. I wish yours was too y/n. You were the only one out of you three I had all my hopes on and you are ruinning your life by dating that drug dealer that beated the shit out of me. " He laughed remembering that moment. " You are just like your mom; a greedy slut that would get on her knees for some attention." Now he laughed at you. "Come on, we all know you are better than that y/n. Dating a fucking drug dealer? Shit, you're really lonely, aren't you?" Aaron and Nate waited for you to say something back to him but it was easier for you to go back to your room. And so you did.

Fez listened closely to what you were saying. "I'm so sorry y/n." He kissed your temple as you sobbed. "You are staying here, with me and Ash forever."

"I can't Fez, I have to-"

"Hell nah, I ain't letting you go back to that fucking place. You are staying here, Ash and I'll go and get your things." Fez couldn't deny that he felt guilty, your father said those things to you because of him. You felt asleep between his arms, Fez thinking about the things he'd do for you. He was madly in love, he'd risk it all for you.

[sublimecatgalaxy]

Can you do A blurb with fezco and the reader and it’s an angst but then they make up?

I love you for requesting a blurb since they're my favorite thing in this world other than all of you🤪

"I don't know what you want me to do, Fez." I whisper, cradling my head in my hands as Fez stops in front of me, his brows pulling together in genuine confusion. My heart is heavy in my chest, tugging and pulling anxiously as I look up at my boyfriend as he shakes his head.

"I don't know what you fuckin' mean- nothing, you gotta do nothing." His voice is kind even though our previous words were not but after the day of on and off fighting with no resolution, I can tell he's just as tired as I am.

"I mean, you're putting me in an uncomfortable situation, bringing another girl into our home, moving her in- without even talking to me or Ash, might I add- and you expect me to just go along with it and be fine?" I scoff, throwing my hands up with angry tears lining my eyes.

He seems to crack a bit, his shoulders drooping and lips tugging down in a realizing, sad frown. Stepping towards me, he lowers to his knees right in front of me as tears slip down my cheeks, my chest rising in an angry huff.

"I'm allowed to be mad-"

"Yeah- fuck- you are." He cuts me off, shaking his head as his head lolls forward a bit and I fight the urge to reach out to him, to cradle him against my chest and just hug him- feel him- after the day we've had. But he upset me, he messed up, and he has to take responsibility. "I fucked up- I shoulda talked to you or Ash." He whispers, looking up at me with sincere eyes.

"You gotta include us on family decisions." I huff, reaching forward to rest my hands on his strong shoulders, his whole body leaning into my soft, reassuring touch.

"It wasn't a decision- Custer needed-"

"Fuck Custer and what he needs. Ash and I need you to be honest." He nods, agreeing silently with my words even though I can tell there's a million questions behind his eyes. He knows that him and I, our relationship, depends on him being agreeable. "Got it?" I offer, cupping his jaw gently as the corner of his lip ticks up, his head bobbing in a stern nod.

"You got it, angel."

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[neon-lights-and-glitter]

Can you do a fezco blurb pls?🙏🏾

A/N- Hope you like it, wasn't sure if you wanted fluff or angst so I decided to do something short and sweet, if you wanted angst feel free to send another request.

You often had trouble sleeping, and Fezco knew that. You had been trying to fall asleep for a while, but it just wasn’t happening. You eventually gave up, grabbing your phone.

“You still awake?” You texted Fez, unsure if he was still up, but there was a pretty good chance he was. Within minutes your phone was ringing.

“Hi, I didn’t wake you up, did I?” You asked Fezco.

“No, you didn’t, even if you did, I wouldn’t mind. Can’t sleep baby?” Fezco asked you, holding his joint to his lips as he talked. 

“No” You sighed softly, “I can’t.” You said, pushing your hair behind your ear.

“Want me to come pick you up? We can go on a drive if you want.” Fezco asked and you smiled softly.

“Yeah, I’d like that.” 

“I’ll be over in 15” Fezco told you “Love you”

“Love you too.” You told him before hanging up. Within 15 minutes you were getting into the passenger’s seat of Fezco’s car, leaning over the center console to kiss him softly.

“I missed you.” You smiled softly, resting your head on his shoulder for a minute. Fezco kissed the top of your head.

“Missed you too.” Fezco wrapped his arm around you to rub your back softly. “Still want to go on a drive or we can go back to my place” Fezco asked.

“If you’re not too tired to drive we can go on a drive first.” You said and Fezco nodded. Both of you loved going on late night drives together. 

“I brought you a blanket.” Fezco told you, reaching into the back seat, handing you your favorite blanket of his, you smiled as you laid in over your lap.

“Thank you.” You leaned over once more to kiss Fezco. Fezco kissing back before he started driving. Most of the drive consisted of telling each other about your days, and quiet music playing in the background. Eventually Fezco noticed you starting to fall asleep. 

“Do you want to go to my place or yours?” Fezco asked quietly. 

“We can go to yours.” You told him, trying to stay awake. Fezco nodded and started driving back to his place. 

Within a couple of minutes, you were asleep, curled up in the seat with the blanket still laying on top of you. Fezco rubbed small circles on your back with his hand, smiling over at you when he was at a red light. 

Once Fezco got home you were still asleep and he didn’t want to wake you up so he carried you inside, lying you in his bed before lying next to you and pulling you close to his chest, kissing your forehead before he fell asleep himself.

[withlovewriting]

Mixed Drinks and Smoke Rings 26: Hearts of Glass Don’t Crack; They Smash

Chapter 26: Hearts of Glass Don’t Crack; They Smash

Well, you lied, You said you were fine, But now you’re terrified, ‘Cause you don’t wanna die, Then you start to cry, You wish that you could take it all back, ‘Cause you just went to Heaven and back

Summary: New to town, you didn’t need a friend, you needed a dealer. Thankfully, a girl from your Narcotics Anonymous meetings knew just the guy.

Characters: Fezco (euphoria) x Non-descriptive Reader

Words: 3,978

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of drug use, overdose, angst. No Lexi hate, pls. Ya’ll aint gotta like her, but she hasn’t done anything wrong here. Apologies for any grammar/spelling mistakes. also please, if you ever experience something like this, do not hesitate to call an ambulance. nobody will get in trouble, but someone could very well die without professional help. <3

We are also in the last episodes of the series. Hope you enjoy! <3

Series Warnings: Addiction, sexual themes, cursing, abuse (various), smut, drug use, teenagers being fucking idiots. 18+ only, minors DNI

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You hadn't heard even a whisper from Rue since the night at the Howard's, but Lexi had at least kept you updated as much as she could.

The news that Rue was sober was bittersweet. You were glad she had the support she desperately needed, but you also knew she'd be knee deep in withdrawal, and you knew how shit that would be. Regardless, you were proud of her.

You were doing better within your own withdrawal, whilst you weren't spending hours bent over the toilet anymore, the aches were felt deep in your muscles, to the very collagen of your bones. You were trying, but the thought of this for the rest of your life? It felt suffocating, never-ending.

Sitting on the couch, practically melded into Fez's side, your eyes had fluttered shut as the sounds of Ben E King's voice filled the room, doing it's best to cover the rain outside, Fez's own voice blending with Lexi's as they softly sang along. You liked 'Stand By Me', living with Fezco you couldn't not like it. But you preferred 'Little House on the Prairie' more.

Sleep was biting at your ankles, clouding your consciousness – and quite possibly, judgement – but even as it gripped you, blanketing you as it wrapped around the edges of your mind, something about this moment felt so… simple. And despite the fact you'd been staying with Fezco for a while now, in this moment, you felt like an intruder.

This is what he deserves, you thought. Someone kind, and someone soft, and despite being the extraordinary person Lexi was, someone normal.

He shouldn't be rubbing your back as you violently gagged over the toilet, or bathing you when your muscles were took weak to even hold up your own body weight. He was already looking after his Grandma, and his brother. He shouldn't have to babysit you, too.

"For real, though. If your play is anything like 'Stand By Me', you're not gonna have no problems."

The two remained silent for a moment, the last few chords of the song playing through the speakers before Lexi spoke up,

"How are you feeling, Fez? With, you know… everything?"

With you, was what she meant. Only she was too polite to straight up say it. You felt Fez's shoulders shrug slightly, his arm moving to take another hit of his joint, "I'm good."

Even you could imagine the look Lexi was giving him. Her large brown eyes downcast, brows furrowed as she silently begged him to tell her the truth.

A deep sigh escaped Fez's lips, "I dunno, man. It's hard, watching her like this. Harder to watch her destroy herself though. You get me?"

"Yeah, I uh… I get you. It's the same with Rue, I guess. Watching her slowly kill herself is devastating but… knowing what she's going through being sober? You kinda just feel… helpless."

Their conversation played in your head on repeat as Fez gently placed your head onto a cushion, standing up and offering to drive Lexi home since it was still pouring down, and when the door eventually shut, you finally allowed a tear to fall from your eyes, chin wobbling as you begged yourself not to release a sob.

You knew Lexi and Fez had grown closer over the past few months, with the girl's uncertainty about her play, Fez was great at bringing her back down to Earth, even if what he said didn't always soothe her concerns.

You had no right to feel any kind of way about it, you knew that, but it didn't make the heavy weight that settled on your chest alleviate at all. You and Fez had never had an outright conversation about whatever the hell you were both doing, or even what you meant to each other. You knew he cared for you, and you knew your own feelings for the boy, but where did that begin and end? He cared for Rue, too. And you had no doubt in your mind he'd look after her just as well.

But they weren't sleeping together. Nor were they falling asleep in each others embrace every night. He didn't place soft kisses against her head when he thought she was sleeping, nor did he whisper sweet words to her as he explored her body, mapping it out and cementing it into his memory.

His friendship with Rue was very different from his friendship with you. You knew from the get-go that he viewed her as a little sister. But Lexi was an anomaly. With her, you weren't as certain. Especially when Lexi was the kind of person who deserved Fez. Who would help share the weight of the world that he carried around on his shoulders, regardless of his stoic attitude.

With Lexi, Fez would no longer have to play the role of Sisyphus, rolling the boulder up a hill for eternity. But with you? Well, you were the boulder.

Your phone buzzed on the table, and you pushed your tired frame up to grab it, ignoring the unknown number and instead making your way toward Fez's bedroom, ready to crawl into the cold bed and await for his return.

"Oh, shit. Sorry…" Faye muttered, her body almost colliding with your own as she left the bathroom, hair wrapped in a towel, "Shit, are you alright?"

If you'd of just made it to the bedroom without her interrupting, you'd of been fine. So why was it the moment someone finally questioned how you were, the floodgates opened, releasing any and every though you'd had tucked away in the form of tears.

Faye's brow raised, clearly a little confused and concerned with your sudden breakdown, but guided you back into the bathroom regardless.

A soft hand rubbed your back reassuringly as she remained quiet, unsure of what to say, and you had absolutely no intention of telling her that this was because of a boy, no matter how lovely Fez was. You refused to fall into the stereotype of the girl who's upset and jealous over a boy that isn't even really hers. You'd been there, done that, and had the hospital bill to prove it.

"It just hurts. I'm so tired, and I can't… I can't do it anymore. Not like this."

Faye nodded, biting at her plump bottom lip. If you hadn't of been so in your own head, maybe you'd of realized the girl had her own problems right now. Yet her she was, pacifying you, like some toddler who had lost it's favorite toy.

You didn't like this part of you. The part that was cunning and deceitful, wily even. Getting not what you needed, but what you wanted, regardless of anyone else's feelings. And what you needed right now was an escape.

Which was exactly why you spent the next few minutes begging Faye, pleading with her to just give you anything she had. That you'd pay her back. That Fez didn't need to know. That you needed this.

And that led you to sitting on the same bathroom floor that you had spent so long on – convulsing and crying in the height of your withdrawal – crushing up a bunch of Oxy pills, uncertain and uncaring of how many, as you forced the powder up your nose.

The feeling of relief was almost instantaneous. Shoulders sagging as you released a soft breath, you pushed yourself back against the toilet and closed your eyes.

Time slowed down, and you felt like you could feel you thoughts float past you, ignoring Faye's concerned glances with an almost dopey smile on your face, the soothing sounds of the rain outside pitter-pattering against the window lulling you into a false sense of peace, ignoring the buzzing of your phone once more.

Despite being unconvinced by your slurred words telling her to go to bed, Faye left, making her way to the couch, her mind whirling, the thoughts of what Cluster had told her earlier distracting her from your problems.

Fez rushed back into the apartment, clothes feeling soggy despite only spending a few seconds in the rain. He bypassed Faye, the girl sat staring at the TV, seemingly captivated by whatever show was playing since she barely moved an inch, despite Fez's quiet greeting.

Noting your absence on the couch, Fez quietly made his way toward his bedroom, presuming you'd taken yourself to bed. Not wanting to awake you, he made his way around the room in darkness, finding a clean pair of pajamas to change into.

It wasn't until he crawled into the bed, his hand seeking you only to find it cold and empty that he realized you weren't in the bed. Calling your name, he was surrounded with nothing by the quiet, indistinct noise from the TV.

Fez knew he could just go back to bed, that you'd follow him in soon enough, purring like a cat as he wrapped his warm body around your own, whispering sweet poetic words against your head as he waited for you to fall asleep first.

But a niggling feeling in the back of his mind told him to get out of bed. To find you. Something he couldn't quite name made his gut sink further as inscrutable fear crawled up his throat, the feeling slowly gripping him tighter and tighter.

Not bothering to knock, he pushed open the door of the bathroom, the call of your name cut off when he saw you perched on the floor, head at an awkward angle as it rested against the toilet seat.

"Ma?" His voice was shaky as he carefully made his way to you, noting, but ignoring, the small bag containing a few pills – pills that he sold – along with a small amount of residue on the floor.

His heart was pounding so loudly in his ears, he wouldn't have been able to hear you even if you did reply.

Yet he knew you hadn't. You hadn't moved since he'd entered the room. Not at the call of your name, nor when he bent down next to you, a hand on your shoulder.

Taking in a sharp breath, Fez felt your clammy skin against his hand, making him call out your name louder this time, as he shook you slightly. When you didn't respond, he tipped your head back, breath halting in his throat when he saw your purple-tinged lips, his fingers pulling back your eyelids only to find two small, pinpoint pupils barely staring back at him.

You were still conscious, but barely. With his hand over your chest, your rapid heartbeat in juxtaposition with your increasingly shallow breathing, Fez shouted for Ash. For Faye. For fucking any body.

Barreling into the room, eyes wide and shotgun ready, Ash took one look at you before rushing back out, searching the cupboard for the unopened box of Narcan spray, his hands shaking as he handed it to his brother, watching with baited breath and a wobbly chin as he watched his brother administer it.

"Do you want me to call an ambulance?"

Faye's soft voice made Ash flinch, the young boy not realizing she was stood behind him. Ash repeated her question only louder, trying to get the attention of his brother.

"Fez? Ambulance or not?" Ash's words were desperate, his eyes darting between his brother and you as you slowly came around, dazed and confused, eyes squinting as if the florescent light of the bathroom was giving you a headache.

"I don't… I don't fuckin' know, alright?!"

Fez's hand gently traced your face, watching as your chest finally managed to take in a deep breath, his forehead falling to yours as he held you close to him. Flashes of him as a 14 year old boy, terrified and skeptical of calling an ambulance for his Grandma blurred his vision, feelings of a pale blue grief tinged with the hot, red unforgivable guilt that he'd felt the moment the doctor had uttered those words to him all those years ago. He was too late.

Except this time, you wouldn't end up bed bound. You could end up dead.

The intrusive thought choked him, teardrops tumbling down his cheeks and dripping down your own as he held your body against his in a futile attempt top keep you warm, a sob pressing against his Adam's apple, just waiting for him to open his mouth.

"Call 'em."

The muffled sounds of beeping pulled you from your slumber, and once you'd awoken, you almost wished you hadn't.

Your head was pounding, feeling like it was going to burst from your skull at any moment, the constant noise elevating as you came to, eyes blurry as you tried to look around the room, only to find scratchy bed sheets and too white walls.

"Hey, Ma. You good, calm down."

You'd heard his voice before you'd even seen him, his fuzzy outline reaching for you, taking your hand into his, as gentle as one might handle the finest china.

"Fez?" Your voice was rough after being used, and a pain that wasn't entirely related to your current hospital visit sat heavy in your chest as he leaned over you, helping you to take a sip of temperature warm water that had been sitting in a cup, awaiting your awakening.

"What were you thinkin'?" He asked, his eyes searching yours as if he would find the answers there, "You was doin' so well, Ma."

Closing your eyes, the tears began to slowly escape, only escalating when you felt Fez's soft lips against your cheek, kissing them away as he cooed at you, "It's OK. You're OK."

The doctor introduced himself, and after running a few tests, had determined that you were at the very least, out of the woods.

"Unfortunately, the centers we're in communication with don't have any rooms yet available, so we can only offer outpatient support-"

"She was on that before, and it didn't help for shit. She needs-"

"I'm afraid that's the only option we have. Unless she's willing to go out of state, and even then we can't guarantee they'd have any spaces. The recent incline in addictions and drug use is-"

"Yeah, yeah I get it," Fez waved his hand, not wanting to hear the rest of the doctor's excuse, "But what happens if this happens again, and we ain't there to help?"

"Outpatient rehab can be extremely helpful, so long as she makes the commitment to attend and participate."

You were fed up with the two men arguing over you, neither allowing you to speak as they continued to cut each other off.

"If I go back to outpatient, will I still get detoxification?"

"I don't think that's the best-"

Holding your own hand up, you were thankful Fez settled back down. The thought of you taking anything was terrifying to him, regardless to whether it was for recreational purposes or not.

"Of course. We can help you safely detox so withdrawal is much more comfortable. As soon as a bed is available-"

"I don't want impatient," Fez's perplexed stare burned into the side of your face, causing you to turn and grip his hand a little tighter, "It didn't work for me last time. You know what happened as soon as I got out..."

"So outpatient?"

Turning back to the doctor, you sent him a small nod, trying to ignore that it made you brain roll around in your head, "The NA group I was a part of... I want to stay there. They have, uh... Good people."

Scribbling down a few notes, the doctor sent you a small, reassuring smile, before excusing himself.

"Outpatient seemed to work just as well as inpatient did," Fez grumbled, shaking his head in annoyance, "And detoxin'? You know they're just gonna pump you with some other shit instead."

"I can't do cold turkey again, Fezco. It felt like it was killing me. I can't and I won't do it again. If I'm going to do this, it needs to be my decision, OK?"

Fez's jaw clenched, his eyes avoiding yours, yet he still nodded, accepting you words. But he was scared and the feeling of guilt had ripped him apart.

"I should'a never given you anything that first night." Pulling his hand from your grip, he ran it over his head, fingers twitching for a joint. A cigarette. Anything.

"You know if you didn't, I'd of still ended up back here. Just a lot sooner. A lot less alive, most likely-"

"Shit, Ma. Don't joke around about that bullshit, alright?" Fez pushed himself further down into his seat, his red eyes raw from rubbing at the tears, "I thought you was dead. I thought I was too fuckin' late. You don't get to put me through that shit and then joke about it like it's funny. Like it wouldn't of fucked me up."

Remaining silent, you picked at your nails in your lap, unable to meet his eyes. He was right, of course he was. And the thought of him finding you like that broke your heart, "All I'm saying is whether your sold to me at that party or not... I would've found a way. Through Devon, through Mouse. It would've happened regardless. If anything, I'm lucky it was you, and not someone else."

Sniffing, Fez rubbed his nose with the sleeve of his sweater. He felt exhausted, like he could sleep a million years and still wake up fatigued. He was at a loss. All of his options had split, leaving him to trust the judgement of an addict to come clean. It scared him, knowing how close he was to losing you, and how easily it could happen again. It felt like everything he had done lately was wrong, like it was only hindering your sobriety.

So he had no other options left. He had to trust you.

You were discharged a day later, your body weak and unable to walk to Fez's car without guidance.

Ash had straight up refused to visit you once he'd found out you were going to be OK, and you knew you had a whole different wrath awaiting you once you got home.

Leaning your head against the car window, the rain trickling down calming you slightly, you knew it would take a lot for you to get the boy to trust you again. Maybe this time, he wouldn't. You just hoped neither boy found out where you'd got the pills from. Which reminded you, you'd need to apologize to Faye when you got back.

Resting against Fez as he helped you into the apartment, locking the door behind him, you felt a pair of eyes on you before you'd even stepped foot into the living room.

"The fuck is wrong with you?"

"Ash, man. Not the time-"

Cutting his brother off, Ash's voice only got louder, "Not the time? When is the fuckin' time, Fez? When she's dead on the bathroom floor? When we're explainin' to the police where she got the fuckin' drugs from? When-"

"Ash," your voice was weak and weary, and if he was honest, it was the only reason he'd stopped his tirade, "I know that no apology can make this right... But I am sorry. I'm so fucking sorry."

Rolling his bloodshot eyes, hips lips twisted as he tried to keep himself together. It was still difficult to remind yourself sometimes that he was just a kid.

"But? What's your excuse? You’re an addict? You can't help it. It's in your fuckin' DNA?"

Taking a moment to watch the boy, you tried to push down your own tears, feeling like it wouldn't help in the moment and instead shrugged your shoulders, "There is no but. No excuse. I'm just really fuckin' sorry. And I know it doesn't mean much right now, but I promise, I'm gonna try. With real help this time. I will never let you see me like that again."

Despite his chin wobbling, Ash refused to let any tears fall, "Yeah, well. We'll see, won't we."

He words seemed harsh, and you couldn't deny that you deserved their bitter tone, but the slight squeeze he gave your hand before he stood and made his way toward his room made your owns tears fall.

"I'm gonna get you some water, and somethin' to change into. I'll be right back."

Faye sat, staring at you with her wide eyes on the opposite sofa, almost worried that if she'd have moved, you'd notice her, and tell Fez exactly where you'd got the Oxycontin from. She wasn't scared of Fez -- she knew he would never hurt her, he wasn't that type of guy and trust her, she knew a lot of them -- but she didn't know how he'd react. Ash, on the other hand, did scare her, despite his age. He'd already killed one person to protect someone he loved, Faye was certain he wouldn't think about doing it twice. Especially since he was only just starting to warm up to her a little.

"I'm so sorry, Faye." You mumbled, hoping neither boy would hear you. Her brows shot up for a second, before furrowing in confusion, "I should've never put you in that position. It was beyond fucked up of me."

"Oh," she sighed, still confused.

"I know I'm in no position to ask for any favors, but please, just don't tell anyone that you gave them to me. Fez doesn't need to feel any more betrayed, and you don't deserve the fallout."

"You ready?" Fez asked, walking back down the hallway and standing by your side, finally noticing the weird atmosphere between yourself and Faye, "Everything good?"

Nodding, you pulled Fez's attention from the wide-eyed girl, her mouth opening and closing a few times as she stumbled over whatever she wanted to say.

"Oh, this has been going off non-stop." Faye stood, handing you your phone from the coffee table. Unlocking it and seeing the unknown number once more, you glared at it, as if the telemarketing team would be able to feel your annoyance from there.

Faye pulled you into a gentle hug once you were stood, a small smile on her face.

"Thank you," you told her, a knowing look in your eye. Thank you for keeping my secret. 

Once Faye had nodded back in understanding, you allowed Fez to lead you into his room, the boy gently undressing and redressing you before joining you in bed.

The past few days had both somehow flown by, and slowly dragged, each second feeling like it lasted a minute too long. And if you closed your eyes tight enough, you could almost pretend everything was normal, that everything was OK. Like you'd never fallen into the wrong crowd, and met Fez by pure coincidence.

That you'd ended up here without all of the disaster you seemed to cause. Trying your best to swallow the lump in your throat that made an appearance whenever you thought about how Fez -- and Ash -- deserved so much than the cards they'd been dealt in life, and how somehow, no matter how hard you tried, you were a bad hand. No matter their number, you seemed to push their hand over 21, causing a bust every time. Allowing their lives to explode in their faces, and only being able to shrug you shoulders as you watched them cut their fingers on the broken glass as they tried their best to clean up your devastation.

That was the problem with self-destruction. Whilst crawling through the brick and mortar and dust of your own demolition, you never saw the bodies that were buried next to you, silently impacted by your downfall. 

And the longer you stayed, the harder it would be for them to crawl out, too.

[imaginesandbandfiction]

Fezco’s House Part 3 — Matilda

A Euphoria Imagine

Pairing: Fezco x female!reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: Pregnancy

Summary: Fezco finally has everything he’s ever dreamed of.

A/N: This is the final part of my Fezco’s House trilogy, an epilogue of sorts, but it can be read as a stand-alone fic, too! Based on the song Matilda by Harry Styles, but I swear it isn’t as sad as the song — it’s basically pure fluff!

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Fez walks through the back door of his house, letting out a sigh of relief as the cool air conditioning washed over him. He heads into the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge and leans against the counter as he takes a long sip. His wife flutters into the room and wipes at an invisible stain on the countertop, humming to herself as she does so.

“Whoa, chill out, ma, everything looks perfect,” he says with a chuckle, and reaches out to grab her wrist, stopping her mid-wipe. He pulls her to his chest and pries the sponge out of her hands, tossing it into the sink before wrapping his arms around her waist. “What’s up?”

“I’m just worried that Cassie and Maddy won’t like our little farmhouse,” she answers with a sigh.

“Rue and Jules love it, ‘m sure Cassie and Maddy will too.” Fez leans in and kisses her on the forehead.

“Yeah, but Rue and Jules live in a cottage on the beach, not a sleek New York high-rise.” Before Fez can respond, soft cries erupt from the baby monitor on top of the fridge. Y/N moves towards the stairs, but Fez holds her back.

“I’ll get ‘im,” he says and points his wife to the fridge. “Grab a Sprite and put your feet up for a bit, ‘kay? Don’t want ya to be all riled up when they get here.” Y/N nods and grabs a soda, but instead of sitting down, she steals Fez’s spot on the counter so she can watch through the video monitor as he picks up their son and rocks him gently to get him to settle down.

“‘S okay buddy, ‘M here,” he whispers against the boy’s soft forehead. “You don’t gotta cry no more.” The baby sniffles a few times before finally quieting down, and then he burrows himself into Fez’s chest, making his dad laugh. “You hungry?” The boy makes a quiet cooing sound. “‘Let’s go see mama and I’ll get you a bottle, alright?” They disappear off of the screen, and reappear in the kitchen a minute later. Fez hands off the kid and pulls a bag of breast milk from the freezer, getting a bottle ready with world-record breaking speed.

“Hi, baby, did you have a good nap?” Y/N mutters, smiling down at her son. He giggles and lifts a hand up to grab a fistful of her hair, which makes her laugh.

“Unca Ass?” he asks, looking around the room with wide eyes.

“He’ll be back soon, baby, he’s picking your aunties up from the airport.” The boy frowns, and Y/N is worried he’s going to start crying again, but Fez swoops in with a bottle and scoops him back up.

“I’mma let you hold this, G, but don’t drop it, ‘kay?” Fez says, a stern look on his face as he hands the bottle over.

“‘Kay,” the boy responds with a serious nod. It’s one of the only words he knows, but Fez’s heart still swells each time he hears it.

A few minutes later, the front door slams open and they hear a familiar clinking sound as Ash drops his keys on the table in the entryway.

“We’re back,” he yells into the house as he races up the stairs, presumably to get away from the four loud women he had to pick up.

“Where’s my nephew?” Jules’ excited voice travels through the hallway and into the kitchen.

“We’re in here!” Y/N calls, excitement bubbling out of her and into her voice. Jules squeals and pulls Rue by the hand to the kitchen. Cassie and Maddy follow at a slower pace, taking in the framed photos on the walls as they go.

As soon as Jules is visible, the baby tries to break free. Fez notices his son’s grip loosening on the bottle and squats down a bit to catch it before it hits the floor.

“What’d I say about the bottle?” he says, giving his son a fake-glare. When the boy just giggles in return, he cracks a smile.

“Holy fuck,” Maddy says as she enters the room. “You’re, like, a dad.” Her stunned gaze is stuck on Fez and the small child squirming in his arms.

“Yeah, that’s what happens when you have a kid,” Fez says as he hands the boy to Jules.

“Did you miss your Auntie Jules?” She coos at him and he nods, burying his shy smile in her neck.

“Hey, kid,” Rue says, reaching out to ruffle his hair.

Cassie runs straight to Y/N, nearly knocking her over in a hug.

“Bitch, you live on a literal farm,” she squeals. Y/N laughs and nods with a sheepish smile.

“Careful,” Fez warns, reaching a hand out behind his wife’s back to steady her. The blonde gives him a confused look, but before she can say anything about it, Maddy’s squeal interrupts.

“What the fuck is this?” Maddy shrieks as she snatches something off of the fridge. “Y/N, holy shit!” She turns to look at the woman in question, who is blushing slightly, and holds up the sonogram photos for everyone else to see.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you didn’t tell me,” Jules squeals, reaching out with her free hand to squeeze Y/N on the shoulder.

“I’m only fifteen weeks along,” she says, shrugging Cassie off, who immediately runs to Maddy’s side to look at the pictures. “We were gonna tell you at twelve, but figured since you were coming up for Henry’s birthday, anyways, we’d just tell you in person.”

“Is Henry getting a baby brother or a baby sister?” At the sound of his name, Henry’s head pops up and he looks around the room with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Sis-er!” Henry exclaims. Though he doesn’t actually understand what a sister is, he’s heard his parents talk about it enough to know to be excited. The adults in the room laugh

“Damn, Fez, you’re going to have a daughter?” Rue says, flashing a grin at her friend.

“I can barely believe it,” he answers honestly. “We just found out last week.”

***

The next morning, Fez and Y/N wake up early with Henry while the rest of their friends sleep in. Henry nibbles happily on the Cheerios and cut-up strawberries on his high-chair tray, while Fez and Y/N sit at the table with coffee and tea, respectively. Y/N’s phone buzzes and she flips it over to reveal a text from her dad. ‘Tell Henry happy birthday for me.’ She slides the phone across the table to her husband.

“Should I have invited him?” she asks, voice soft as she looks up at him with watery eyes. “I feel bad. He just got out of rehab and he’s making an effort.”

“You don’t owe him nothing,” Fez answers, pushing the phone to the side and reaching across the table to grab her hand.

“I know, I just feel like Henry should have his grandpa in his life. And I haven’t seen him since I graduated, and…” She trails off and gestures vaguely around them, at their nice farmhouse and large plot of land.

“This ain’t got shit to do with him. We built this life together. Just ‘cause he decided to get clean don’t mean he’s changed. He’s still the asshole who sent his teenage daughter to buy drugs for him, who ignored you for years after your sister died. You don’t gotta feel sorry for leaving him behind. He left you first.” Y/N nods, and a single tear falls onto the wooden table, leaving a small water mark.

“Yeah, mommy,” Henry echoes, though he has no idea what his parents are talking about. She lets out a watery giggle and wipes at her eyes.

“You’re right,” she tells Fez through a shaky breath. “Henry’s got a whole town full of people who love him. He’ll be okay.”

“We’ll be okay,” Fez says, smiling softly at her. “Now c’mon, chin up mama, it’s not every day that your son turns one. We got a party to get ready for!”

“Party!” Henry yells, throwing his hands up in the air and flinging a Cheerio across the room.

“Yeah, buddy, it’s your party day!” Y/N exclaims, reaching over to tickle his tummy. She cocks her head at Fez. “D’you think Ash will pick up the cake for me?”

“M not your errand boy,” Ash grumbles as he shuffles into the kitchen.

“Bro, shut up, you always been my errand boy,” Fez teases, ruffling his brother’s hair as he stands up and crosses the room to make Ash a cup of coffee.

“Fine, I’ll do it. But only ‘cause Y/N shouldn’t be carrying heavy shit in her condition.” Ash plops down in Fez’s seat and crosses his arms.

“‘Her condition,’” Fez barks out a laugh. “This isn’t Victorian England, dude, you can say the word ‘pregnant.’”

“I know, it’s just weird.” A blush creeps up Ash’s cheeks as he looks down at the table in front of him. Fez sets a mug down in front of him and then pulls Ash into a headlock.

“It’s weird that she’s pregnant with my baby? That I impregnated her?” Fez yells straight into Ash’s ear. Henry giggles as he watches his dad and his uncle play-flight, and claps his hands when Fez tackles Ash to the ground and pins him there.

“Get the fuck off me, bro,” Ash shouts, thrashing to try and throw his brother off. Fez holds him there for another minute before rolling off of him in a fit of laughter. “When did you get so fucking strong, jeez.”

“Good ol’ fashioned manual labor’ll do that to you.”

“Fez? Doing manual labor? I’d pay to see that,” Maddy jokes as she emerges down the stairs.

“Hey! Who’d you think built that chicken coop? Or the fence for the goats?” Fez whines. Maddy shoots a stunned look at Y/N.

“It’s true,” Y/N confirms with a giggle. “He’s gotten really into woodworking since we’ve moved here.”

“And someone needs to take care of the fuckin’ animals.” He shoots a fake glare at his wife.

“You’re the one who wanted a farm so badly, buddy. Speaking of which, could you go pick some vegetables for the salad?”

“Yes, dear.” Fez’s tone is sarcastic and he gives his wife a mock-salute before grabbing a basket from the stack next to the back door and disappearing into the yard.

“Okay, who the fuck is that and what did you do with the real Fez?” Maddy asks, sitting down next to Y/N with a cup of coffee in her hands.

Once everyone was awake, party prep began in earnest. Much to her dismay, Y/N’s friends didn't let her help. She directed them like she was a general and they were her soldiers, and had to begrudgingly admit that everything turned out perfect. When the doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of the first guests, she was just putting the finishing touches on her makeup.

“Coming, coming!” she calls out as she races down the stairs. Behind the door, their neighbors Nancy and Greg are standing on the porch, holding a giant stuffed goat with a blue bow tied around its neck. “Hi, guys! Oh my gosh, that is so cute, Henry’s going to love it. C’mon in, everyone’s out back.” She ushers them through the kitchen and out into the backyard.

Once all of the guests have arrived, Fez starts up the grill and waits for it to heat up so he can start making dinner. Y/N sneaks up behind him and wraps her arms around his waist. He turns in her arms, smiling down at her. They watch as the party continues. Henry is toddling after the three year old girl and six year old boy from three doors down. When he stumbles and falls to the ground, they both lurch forwards, but Cassie beats them to it and scoops the boy up into her arms. His lower lip wobbles, but tears don’t fall; she spins around with him on her hip and the sweet late-summer air is filled with toddler giggles instead. Fez leans down to press a kiss to the top of his wife’s head and smiles into her hair.

“We did good, huh?” he mutters so only she can hear. She leans into his chest and nods, smiling as Cassie and Henry are swarmed by their friends.

“Yeah, Fezzy, we did good.”

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Can you write something for fezco where he takes his anger out on his girlfriend(reader) maybe angst with a happy ending:-)

this has been in my inbox for a while I'm so sorry love

fezco x fem!reader

warning: police raids, disposing of drugs, language.

wc: ±1040

a/n: this takes place in season 1 when nate calls the cops and fez and his house gets raided. not proofread.

You didn't know what time it was, or what the fuck was even happening. All you could focus on was Fez's shouting and the incessant banging on the front door, your hands shaking as you struggled to get the pill bottles opened and flushed down the toilet.

"Shit, hurry up," you heard him shouting as you threw the thousandth bottle down the bowl. "I'm trying," you heaved, the cops' shouting and banging increasing by the second. It felt like forever before you managed to get the last of his stash flushed, getting rid of the hundreds of bottles and watching as the swarm of cops threw the place upside down.

By some universal luck, they didn't find anything, and left, leaving the house a complete mess. You looked over to the clock hanging in the living room to see what the time was; 4:47 AM. You sighed, looking around the room till your eyes met Fez's, who looked like he was on the verge of popping a vein. It was an unnerving sight from someone who's usually so reserved.

"Who the fuck called the cops on you?" you asked, your socked feet padding around the living room, trying to avoid any broken glass. "I dunno," was all he said, running both his hands over his buzzed hair. You quietly made your way to Fez's room, trying to find your phone in the mess left behind.

You searched through the clothes and sheets thrown onto the floor, and managed to get some part of the floor visible when you found one of the framed photos in his room, broken, the small pieces of glass shattered throughout the floor.

You had been the one who placed the photo there; it was a picture of Fez and you—one of few he agreed upon—that you decided to frame and put in his room to give the dull atmosphere some life. You sighed, thinking about how much you're gonna have to clean up and all the broken things that needed replacement.

You heard Fez's heavy footsteps and turned to find him joining you in the room, Ash quietly moving into his own room. "Look at this," you said, carefully picking the photo and wooden frame from the glass and showing it to him.

"It really ain't the worst of our problem right now, ma," he said, voice tired as he sat down on the bed, his back to you. You frowned at his dismissive tone; obviously it wasn't, you knew that much. "I know it's not," you started, "I'm just showing you how they trashed the placed."

"You think I didn't notice that?" he asked, and you scoffed, standing up to move around the bed so that you could face him. "Why are you acting like this is my fault?" you asked. "We just flushed thousands of dollars down the drain, and you talkin 'bout a fuckin photo frame," he said and your mouth dropped in shock. "Are you serious right now?" you asked and he looked up at you. "You're giving me a fuckin headache man," he said, dropping his head in his hands.

You didn't say anything, instead leaving him by the bed as you started looking for a bag. When you found your overnight bag, you hastily started digging through the heaps of clothes for the few pieces you had.

Fez could hear you moving around the room, and when he lifted his head from his hands, he could see you frantically packing. "Where you going?" he asked, but you ignored him, moving to the bathroom to get your toothbrush. He stood up from the bed, following you to the bathroom. "Yo, I'm serious, what the fuck are you doing?" he asked grabbing at your shoulder when you moved pass him once again. You yanked your shoulder free, moving back to his room. "Baby—" he started but you interrupted him.

"I just helped keep your ass out of jail, and now you're making me feel like I'm a nuisance," you said zipping up your bag and throwing it over your shoulder. "I know you just lost a shit ton of money but I was only trying to help, you don't get to take your shit out on me." You left the room, making sure you had your car keys as you made it to the front door.

"Baby, it's fucking five in the morning, where are you going?" you asked. "My sister's," you said flatly before making your way out the door and to your car.

✮☆★✮

It's been days since your argument with Fez and he'd been calling you nonstop, blowing up your phone with apologetic messages. You hadn't responded to any of them; you'll admit that was a bit petty of you, but you were still angry at him. For the way he acted, considering you helped him stay out of jail. You understood he was under a lot of pressure, but he had no reason nor right to take it out on you.

You were watching TV in your sister's living room when she called you from outside, where she had been watering her garden.

"Your boyfriend's here," she said gesturing towards the driveway when you made your way outside. When you saw Fez standing by his car, your first thought was to go back inside, but you could only avoid something for so long. You made your way up the driveway slowly, stopping once you reached his car.

"Hey," you said softly, pulling at your jersey as the cold morning air bit your skin. "You alright, ma?" he asked, and you shrugged. "Listen," he started, "I'm sorry for acting like a bitch, you didn't deserve that." You looked up at him from where you were staring at your feet. "You were acting like a bitch," you added, once again looking away. "I know," he agreed, "and I wanna make up for that. I miss you."

You tried not to show how giddy his words made you, nodding silently as you toed at the grass beneath your shoes. "Y'know I miss you baby, house is quiet without you," he added into the silence. You gave him another look, before smiling reluctantly. "Miss you too," you said quietly. "Yeah?" he asked, and you nodded. "Then let's go home, ma"

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Doll Face 2 | Fezco Euphoria

part 1 part 2

Pairing: Fezco x Latina!Mouse sister! reader

Summary: Mouse's sister was an excellent girl, a good student even, until life happened and she had to leave every dream behind. A particular friend was left behind too in the process. Years later, they meet again, but they aren't the kids they once used to be.

Warnings: 3k+ words, mouse sister, drug life, language, non-desired-sexual situations, sexual assault, forced sexual labor, exploitation of young girl, abuse, abusive household, vulnerable situations.

A/N: So happy to keep going with this story! Thank you for those who ask or wanted a part 2! Hope you enjoy it! If anyone thinks any other warning should be included please let me know, thank you!

Fuck

No

Shit

Your body went cold. You had stopped moving and just stared at him, eyes locked. He kept an unfazed look, just looking up at you with his drowsy eyes. He wanted to know, he needed to know if you were his doll face. The little girl he had befriended all those years ago.

You regained your autonomy over your body and resumed your movements, praying that no one had heard or gotten suspicious.

“Doll face? You know sweetcheeks, carrot boy?”

Shit

Fuck

You looked up at him with pleading eyes.

Please don’t, please don’t, please don’t.

“Nah, just confused her face.”

“She is a good one, isn't she?" You heard him say again. The redhead nodded slowly.

“Yeh, she is.”

Mouse’s laughter reverb over the place, making you feel the pressure of not stopping. Not looking at him.

“Yeah, she is a sweet one,” he took a sip of beer, “I promise, you can’t even imagine the number of guys that have cum in that same seat, my man…little sweetcheeks here making them cum with just a dance!”

Your jaw clenched, wanting him to stop talking about you like that. It was already an unpleasant enough experience to live as for to relieve it by word. Although the man beneath you seemed to not care at all.

He looked past your face and opened a beer from the many near. Raising his brows, making him seem like he couldn’t believe Mouse’s words.

“Really?” lacing his tone with fake astonishment.

“Yeah! Word is, little sissy here gives the best head around the neighborhood,” he comes near you, slapping one of your ass cheeks.

You had to grip the redhead's shoulders to prevent you from shuddering.

Please stop talking. You kept repeating in your head, with your eyes closed. Desiring to disappear from the embarrassment and just not having to face the look on the man’s face beneath you.

It wasn’t like you liked to do that. You just had to. A job is a job. Those words kept you going and stopped you from falling apart. 

At first, you had managed to keep up with your weekly quotas by just dancing, but when word got around, Mouse decided to higher his commission. Forcing you to look for more ways to make money.

And any time you tried to get a job that didn’t involve this word, your brother was back at you with threats and violence. You had tried so many times before, you ever gave your first blow job and had some bills thrown at your face.

You had felt disgusted with yourself and scrubbed your tongue. After that, you brushed your teeth for eternity. It took you long enough to insert in your head that it was part of your job. That it was just a job.

But word got around. Again. And as always, Mouse found a way to benefit himself. And now he had you dancing for his people and sucking them off. You didn’t even get privacy having to do everything in that same chair.

It was disgusting. It made you cry a lot. And it was something you definitely didn’t want him to know about.

Fez

Your Fezco

Only God knows how hard you prayed for so long for this day. Day, noon, night.

Your imagination had been the only thing that had kept you happy all this time. In the middle of dancing, upstage or private, between jobs, the only thing that kept you going and smiling was thinking about the different scenarios in which you could meet again.

Your favorite one was where you find yourselves at the university. You are walking around, maybe at the start of your first semester there. You are still a little lost and getting used to the installations that it takes you a while to get around.

You had your math class next and were absolutely lost with the indications that the office gave you. So, you asked a group of people sitting at an outside table.

They were friendly, and one of the girls even offered to take you. You thanked them all and left with the girl. And then, she would say something like, “Oh my GOD, you are going to love this class. The teacher assistant is so cute. Everyone loves it just because of him.”

And you wouldn’t believe her, oblivious to what was coming next. But when she left you at the door, and you had chosen your seat, it was going to be his voice that would have made you look up. And there he would have been, being a math teacher assistant. A great one.

Then, you would approach him, he would remember you, of course, and your encounters would increase following that day.

That was your favorite scenario because it just seemed right. It felt right. That was how life should have been for both of you.

But it never occurred, and you were stuck here. Being pulled by your hair by your brother’s hand brings you back to your reality.

The force that he pulled you with made you moan from the pain.

“Yeah, right," he laughed. “She loves it when you pull her like this, just like the slut she is, right little sissy,” he shoveled your head to the side with force and left the room, probably going to look for someone to deal with him.

Any female who would have been forced to have him couldn't help but make you feel bad.

You felt a soft hand go behind your head, taking it softly and caressing your skull. Fez, oh Fez. Still looking at you with those same eyes. And the same look he always had on for you when you were just kids.

He looked around discreetly, and when he was sure no one was around, he grabbed your hips and stopped you from moving.

You suddenly became shy under his sight and smiled nervously.

“Hi,” you muttered, failing to contain your nervousness and focusing your eyes anywhere else than his face.

Yet, he cradled your face softly. Inciting you to rest your cheeks in his hold, making you feel warm, safe, and delicate.

“My pretty doll face,” he couldn’t believe his eyes, “You were here? All this time? How did I never see you?”

“I keep to myself mostly. When not working or with…Mouse,” you doubt a little at the end. You see his eyes harden at the name.

“What’s he of you?”

You clench your jaw, embarrassed at the situation. At first, you were a little doubtful, but you finally told him, “My brother.”

“No brother should be treating his little sister like that,” his eyes soften at your sight. For him, you seemed fragile due to all the abuse and violence surrounding you, and it was wrong. You had always been full of confidence in yourself. You never seemed scared and always smiled at the world. That was you, he remembered, the little girl that had been the focal source of inspiration all this time.

He wanted you to become her again, your true self. Not what these people wanted and were forcing you to be; scared and oppressed, abused.

“Women should be protected, adored. No matter their job choice or anything,” he murmured against your forehead, leaving his lips pressed, trying to comfort you without being too excessive with his touch.

But you wanted a hug, you caved touch from him. After all these years without any glimpse of gentleness, you had forgotten what it felt to be warm.

Slowly, your arms went around his middle, and he secured you between his arms, eyes closed by both parts. Just two people savoring the moment.

“Why have you not you left,”

“I can’t. I’ve tried so many times,” you felt the tears starting to form.

He strokes your hair and kisses your head crown.

"Whenever you pack your things and leave, one day. Find milk," he sighs. It's a convenience store. Ask for me if I'm not in there. Tell them that I sent you.

“Fezco, you don’t have to,”

“Too bad, I want to,” he smiled at you.

“Fezco,” you said softly.

“I want to, doll face. Okay?”

“Okay,” you rested your head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Now this has "Whenever you pack your things and depart, one day. Find milk," he sighs. It's a convenience store. Ask for me if I'm not in there. Tell them that I sent you.

Now this has effortlessly turned into your favorite memory.

Sadly, all good things have to end, and this moment too.

“I have to go, little girl,” he murmured against your hair.

“Just…5 minutes more, please?” 

“I wish, but not wanna risk getting someone mad at you,” he said as his arms prepared to let you go, but you snuggled closer into his chest.

“I don’t want to let you go,” you tighten your grip on him.

He laughs softly while exhaling. You are not letting me go, ma." He kisses the crown of your head, saying, "We'll be together again. Where're you working at, pretty girl?"

You press your lips together in a tight line before you let out a sigh, “At the neighborhood’s strip club.”

“Alright, now I know where to find you,”

“We’re not losing contact anymore?”

He exaggerates his hold on you while kissing your crown, saying, "No more, pretty one," which causes you to chuckle. "You won't be free of me, you hear me? I have to give this gorgeous one a lot of visits.

You nod, euphoric by his words. But wasn't enough for him. He wanted to hear you say yes and laugh. For you, let yourself be carefree for a second.

He moves his lips down to your ear and repeats his question with a funny tone, “You hear me, ma? You hear me!?” 

“Yes! Yes, I do!” you laugh, looking up at him, just for him to be already staring back at you with his hooded eyes and a cute smile. He kissed your forehead one last time before getting up with you still in his arms and letting you down in the chair gently.

He strokes your face, taking some strands off and tucking them behind your ears. You smiled at him, and he had never stopped doing so. He walked backward for most of the footpath until he closed that door, and you were back.

Aware of your surroundings, feeling the disgust coming back and curling up on the chair, starting to count to 10, trying to control your breaths.

Nights and days went by, and you had to keep up with your life. Your work and your dancing. But you couldn’t help feeling some sort of hope filling you. You felt motivated for a better future. That there might be a future out there after all.

You felt yourself changing and even started dancing in between your dances. It felt unbelievable how powerful a moment can become, no matter how short.

Your shift had ended, and you were putting away your things in your bag when one of the security guys entered the room. You side-eye him, “You want to head? If you do, the price went up.”

“Your brother’s guy is here. They are waiting for you. Outside.” he gruffed, leaving just as he entered.

You froze. The only time this happens is when your payment is due. And you were not due until the end of the week. You walk through the people until going through the back door and waving goodbye to the early morning shift guys.

You kept your head down, walking silently and with an iron grip over your bag. You recognize the man standing out of the vehicle, one of your brother's buddies.

He opens the door without making a sound, giving each other a nod, closing it after you. You stare at him through the tinted glass. The car was empty beside your brother’s presence beside you.

“I’m not due,” you muttered.

“Well, little sissy. You know what happens to people who earn more than they deserve?” He pulls out a blunt and inhales a long puff before filling the car with smoke. You shook your head.

“Their payment goes up,” he releases smoke. Right to your face, making you hold your breath by reflex.

“I don’t have more money, Mouse.” you try to reason, “Between you and my employer, I barely have any more money left.”

He chuckles breathlessly, "Heard your blowie price went up. Who knows? 'Might be the time you start using your pussy. I know a few who would pay big grand for a taste."

“I’m not doing that,” your hand grips the seat.

“Well, I tried. Now pay, or you’ll be working with a bruised eye.”

“I don’t have any money, Mouse.”

“What about tips?” 

In my locker, safe from any trash like you.

“Boss keeps them,”

He sits still for a few seconds with the blunt between his lips.

“Liar, liar, pants on fire,” he grabs a fist of your hair, pulling from it, making you look at the car’s ceiling, hurting your neck by the sudden movement.

You moan in pain, and he grabs you in a chokehold, “Careful there, honey. My buddies here might think you like that and wanna try doing it themselves.”

“You wouldn’t”

He yells out a name and yanks down your strapless top with a questioning, "You sure?" Someone unlocks a door. "Miralas. A que no son bonitas? Tocalas, she likes it." Mouse plays with and massages your boobs while encouraging his buddy to do the same. The hands then shift shortly after. (Look at them. Aren't they lovely? Touch them)

The guy starts by playing with your nipples, pinching and twisting them. Your brother pulls your hair, making you moan in pain again.

“You hear that, bro? Told you she likes it,” he laughs.

You feel the tears forming in your eyes. This had never happened before. You had never felt so vulnerable. Feeling unable to move or even react to any slight movement. Your grip is stuck on the leather seat. And your breathing turned erratic.

You notice the guy taking his finger into his mouth and then back at your nipples, wetting them. Your body shakes in fear and disgust. You pray for everything to stop or for you to just black out and not remember anything.

“They feel nice, bossman.”

His hand moves down, rubbing your genitalia, and says, "Let me tell you what, in a few days, this pussy could be all yours." He licks your neck, "Think of it as a present from me, a sneak peek before it goes on sale, huh? What do you think, little sissy?"

You were going to vomit. You could feel it coming. Your body was sweating cold, the ringing in your ears overpowering his words. You felt as if you were out of your body, being able to see everything happening to your body as if you were a viewer.

It was as if your mind and body had separated from one another. Your insides were shrinking by the feeling of their wandering hands.

Please stop.

Jesus Christ, you are my brother.

Please stop.

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.

Help, please, someone. 

God, please listen. Please.

The man had taken over your brother's hand, placing it down on you, palming you, tracing your lips with his middle finger.

The tears started to drop. You hadn’t even noticed until they started laughing loudly about it.

“Mouse, that you, my man?” 

Your eyes move, looking for the voice owner. Locating a shadow hovering over your brother's side, opening the door.

“Carrot boy! What you doing ‘ere?” Fez looked past him, focusing on you and your position. His heart dropped. Having to see you like that was not pleasant. It took every ounce of his willpower to not take you right there and run away and leave everything behind.

He had to take you out of that situation and fast.

“Sweetcheeks here left me desiring for more, came ‘round looking to test if her sucking skills are good as they say,” he faked a smile. “But with that view. I’ll pay anything for a titty fuck, giving me a hard-on,” he chuckles, grabbing his crotch area

Mouse palms his shoulder laughing. “I like this boy! He just understands,” he looks over at the dude over you, “Take your hands off. She’s about to get real busy.”

Mouse grabs you from the back of your neck and throws you at Fez, who immediately cradles your body, trying to give you safety.

“Take her to my crib when you finish with her, money in hand, carrot boy.”

“Don’t be up waiting for ‘er! Gotta make that money worth it. If you know what I mean,” Mouse nods at his words smiley. And looks for something in his pocket, giving it to him.

“Just give her some if she fights. You know how it is.”

“As long as she’s not a spitter,” he takes the bag from him and waves them goodbye. Waiting for them to be out of sight before he could hug you properly.

“Fuck, fuck. Fuck that motherfucker,” he curses against your hair, kissing it between words, “I’ve got to get you out of there, ma.”

You felt something in you click with those words, making you return from the trance you had entered.

You started crying almost immediately, sobbing -hard- a river flowing down your cheeks. You didn’t even care about being half naked in a parking lot; if Fez could feel you up, you just cared about the warmth that hugged you. 

Your hands held on tight to his shirt, taking the fabric in a fist, unable to stay still in that hug. Grabbing him by the shoulders and neck, pulling his cloth. You wanted comfort.

Fezco could feel the tears trespassing his shirt, the buggers coming out onto his shirt. You're sobbing, making him feel tears forming in his own eyes.

He made a promise to himself that night, a vow. He would become your protector and do whatever it took to take you out of there and ensure you never return.

“Just wait a little more, and we’ll be together before you know it,” he kisses your tears, and you nod wanting to believe his words.

@myamamahdi @starzsworldsblog @billyhargrovesprincess @itzlochnessie @ethereallocs <3

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𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐

❥𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 - 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ���𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.

❥𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 - 𝟷.𝟼𝙺

❥𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 - 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚍, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

Fez worried about her. He was use to taking care of people, he had almost his whole life. However this was different it's not like y/n wasn't capable of taking care of herself. She was and he very well knew that.

She reminded him every chance she got.

He couldn't tell you how long they had been together. They meet through rue. At first she would just go with rue to buy drugs. Although she would never take them. They just weren't her thing and Fezco liked that about her.

There conversations grew, at first he wouldn't even speak to her just give her a nod of his head whenever she would say hi. Once rue went to rehab he stopped seeing her and even though they never had a formal conversation that bothered him.

Untill he saw her at one of Mkay's parties. When he first met her she didn't seem like the partying type. She seem timid and and quiet almost easily scared she reminded Fez of Bambi. But seeing her there she was anything but.

He found out she was infact the partying type she was the life of the party. The way she bounced back between taking to kinds of different people and dancing with Maddy and Kat. If he was being completely honest he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

The way her body had moved to beat of music. The way her skirt would slightly ride up, her short cropped shirt clung to her skin and how the heels she had on made her legs look like they could go for miles.

Fezco was completely and utterly mesmerized.

He did realize that she wasn't drinking. She had been dancing and moving around for hours and he had seen he consume anything at all.

After awhile he had lost track of her figuring she must have went home. He got up from his seat on the couch and headed towards the backyard to smoke.

Once he rounded the corner he saw her there sitting on the small concrete pathway. Her legs were stretched out and crossed her shoes discarded next to her. With an unlit blunt in her hand a lighter in the other.

She was absolutely breathtaking her curly hair that was cascading against her back earlier was now pulled into a messy bun. A few curls falling out framing her face.

"Hey."the sound of her voice broken his concentration on her. Once he was out of his daze he realized she was talking to him a small smile on her face. "Hi" he found himself nervous and he didn't understand why he had seen this girl a hundred of times with rue but the girl he met then and the girl he saw now were two different people.

"Wanna match?" He almost found himself fighting a smile she was unpredictable and that intrigued him. He walked over to where she was sitting and sat beside her. Pulling his own blunt out from behind his ear placing it between his lips.

She reached over lighting it (which fez thought was the most attractive thing he had ever seen or been apart of) then taking her own between her lips lighting it.

"I ain't take you for a person who smoked or went parties." He spoke to her pulling away his cannabis and inhaling. "Maybe that's because this is the first time you ever spoke to me." She reached over taking his blunt switching it with her own. They sat there for two hours talking and laughing.

"I should probably go find ash take him home." Fez didn't want to leave but he knew it was getting late. "Yeah of course." He stood up turning reaching his hand out for her to grab. Once there hands did meet he would have bet you all the money in his pocket he felt a spark.

Once she was standing she looked like she went to say something but she stopped. Her whole body stopped and she looked like she was in a trance he watched as he saw her eyes slowly fluttered shut and her legs give out from under her.

Before she could hit the ground he caught her. "Woah Bambi."She fell into his arms causing fez to carry her bridal style. He didn't know what happened she was fine a few seconds ago. He recalled a conversation he had with rue months ago she was supposed to be on her way to his house but she was an hour late she explained to him that one of her friends had fainted and she had to Take them home.

Could she have been talking about y/n? He walked towards the front of the house where he saw Mkay, Cassie and Lexi ."Oh god did she faint again." Lexi rushed over to her grabbing her hand squeezing it. "Uh yeah." Fez didn't really know what to say he had never dealt with something like this before.

"We'll take her home Mkay grab her." Cassie spoke as she walked up to him. Christopher walked over to fez giving his a simple nod which fez returned and he placed you in his arms. He walked over to his car placing you in the back seat Cassie trailing behind him.

"Thank you for taking care of her." Lexi still stood in front of him giving his a smile. "Does that happen a lot or sum?" Fez was curious he really hoped it wasn't something he did. They did just smoke a lot of weed.

"Unfortunately yes she had this condition it's called Vasovagal Syncope there's not really a reason for it." Lexi sighed. "It usually not as bad if she drinks water which she never does so it happens quite a bit." Before he could say anything else a horn honked at them.

Causing Lexi to look at Cassie who was sticking her her had out of the window "Lex let's go." Lexi turned back to fez giving him another smile. "She'll wake up in a little while I'll give her your number." She quickly walked away and got in the car and they pulled off.

Lexi did in fact give you his number.

He proceeded to talk to her more often she started to come over his house or to the store more. Ash even started to like her. He however never witnessed one of her fainting spells, fez did alot he would always catch her placing her somewhere comfortable waiting for her to wake up.

Lexi taught him exactly what to do in that situation which he appreciated. You and fez never really but label on what you were. You were always there wearing his clothes,cooking for him and ash,kissing fez,sleeping in his bed and even helping ash with homework.

Months had passed and you and ash were in the living room. Fez started cooking looking up at you and ash occasionally. "Bambi you drink any water today." He spoke a little louder so you could hear him over star wars which ash had asked you to watch with him for the millionth time.

When you pretended like you didn't hear him which he knew you did he walked over to the fridge opening it up and grabbing a bottle and placing it on the counter. "Come get it ma." He said to you as he resumed back cooking.

You released a dramatic sigh which caused ash to laugh. She quickly stood taking a few steps "okay da..."she froze in the middle of her snarky comment which caused both boys to look at her. Her body was frozen her eyes looked transfixed into space.

"Ash catch her." Ashtray looked at him with bewilderment and confusion. "What?" Fez studied your face your shoulders slummed and your eyes began to flutter. "Ash grab her" This caused him to quickly stand holding his arms out as you fell back into him. His eyes widened as he lightly placed you on the floor sitting on his knees beside you.

"Oh my god Bambi." Fez looked back up from what he was doing to see ash with his ear to the right side of your chest trying to listen to your heart beat. Which your heart was on the left.

But ash didn’t know that.

“Ash”Fez called out to him trying to fight the laugh trying to leave his throat see the look of despair and anguish on his little brothers face. “Her hearts not beating….. Fez is Bambi dead…did Bambi die?” Fezco found himself biting his lips trying so hard not to laughter at his brother freaking out about the past out girl of floor.

"Bambi?" His hand slowly went to touch cheek when her eyes fluttered open. Which caused ash to jump back and yell. "Oh my god." Fez began to chuckle at the whole situation. "Not god just me sorry." Her little giggle made the older boys heart swell. You were something special and knew it.

The rest of the night consisted of you both having a long conversation with ash about your condition and you heart. Which for the most part he understood but was afraid of your safety. You reassured him you were fine and after the scare he made you watch three more movies with him.

Which you didn't seem to mind. Fez couldn't help love this feeling and never wanted to see it go away he way falling for you and you were falling for him too physically and emotionally.

a/n thank you so much for the request i made a few changes to fit in with the idea in my head i hope you enjoyed. 

[just-fan-fics]

Make it right

pairing: fezco x reader ; pronouns: any pronouns

summary: 'Hi! I'd like to ask for some Fezco imagine 🥰 like reader is his childhood friend whom he fell in love with. She is like the opposite of everyone in Euphoria lol like she don't like party, drug and stuff. They haven't seen each other for 3 years for some reason and when she back the story afterward is up to you! Thank you'

warnings: angst if you squeez(?), none

a/n: reader doesn't have any specific description so anyone can read it. Also sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes English is not my first language. I hope you enjoy :))

If you want to support me and my work: a coffee will be highly appreciate it <3

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A loud knock on the door and the constant ringing of the bell makes you look away from your book. You are not expecting anyone at this time. You put your book down and wall to the door a little nervous. You take a deep breath with your hand on the doorknob before opening the door, at the other end, someone you didn't expect to see.

"Fez?"

He doesn't say anything and just enters looking you up and down, concerned. "What are y-?" but you can't finish the sentence.

"Are you okay?" he asks looking you in the eye. "Yes?" you respond, stranged by his behavior.

He looks at you for a few more seconds before letting out a breath. He pinches the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes before looking back at you. "Sorry"

"No need to apologize but, what happened? Why are you here?".

"I heard some'in' happened to you and it was so unlike you, no offense, so I came to check on ya" he explains scratching the back of his neck. "And, may I know what that thing was?".

"That you were dealing and someone beat you up and almost kills ya".

"Okay, that is really unlike me" you chuckle. "Yeah. It got me worried and I had to come to see if you were alright" he looks at you watching your reaction.

"Thanks, that's really nice of you" you smile at him. "Do you want something to drink?" you offer letting him walk further into the house. He looks at you, contemplating for a moment. "Sure".

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There's something about sitting next to your childhood friend, which you haven't seen in three years. He started to drift away without saying a word to you, you thought that maybe he got tired of being around you, that you were too boring for his exciting life, and he needed you no more in it. You would lie if you say that you haven't gotten back to that time and started thinking of answers for him drifting away.

"So," he starts speaking "how has your life been?"

"Pretty good actually I found a job in the thing I always wanted and, as you can see, I got my own place".

"That's nice. I'm proud of ya". "Thank you" you reply before taking a sip of your cup.

The silence has been going on for a while. You're expecting Fez to get up and leave, but he doesn't. He keeps staring at you from time to time, looking like he has something to say but either doesn't know how to say it, or he's changing his mind.

"There's something I've been meaning to ask you for a while" you say, turning a bit on your spot so you can look at Fez. "What is it?".

"Why?" he looks at you confused. "Why did you push me out of your life? I thought we were friends, and I feel like I need an answer to you drifting away".

He looks at you, scratches the back of his neck, cleans his hands on his jeans, let out a breath and opens his mouth a few times before beginning to talk.

"Truth is, I was way too deep on the drug life, way mor' than I used to and I didn't want that life to be part of yours because you're too good for that life and I know how much you hate it. I know I should've told you why I was avoiding you instead of just doin' it, and for that I'm sorry. I just- I just couldn't bring that life to the person I fell in love with". He finishes and waits for your answer.

"You can't come here after three years and tell me that you were in love with me. What am I supposed to do with that?" you say feeling your eyes watering. "You can't," you let out a breath "you can't tell me that, because that means that-that we were in love with each other at the same time and we could've worked it out but you decided to push me away from your life".

You haven't noticed but a few tears are falling down your cheeks. Fezco looks at you wide-eyed, not knowing what to say. Because words are not working for him, he acts upon his feelings. He leans forward and cups your face before pressing your lips together, a taste of saltiness in it. You close your eyes and enjoy the moment because is something you've been dreaming from time to time and it's finally happening.

Fez pulls softly and cleans the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs. "I'm still in love with ya, and there's no day that I don't think how stupid I am for pushing you away from my life. I regret it a lot, and I would like to make it right if you let me".

You nod lightly while smiling at him, he smiles back before joining your lips back together again.

[kentai345]

East Highland's Notorious - Chapter 2

AO3 l Chapter 1

Fezco x reader

Summary: You never proclaimed yourself to be a nice person or a good girl because no one expected you to be one. If someone perceived you as one that was their fault. Life wasn't easy but Fez made it bearable.

Things had been weird since the whole Mouse incident as (Y/N) was ignoring me still pissed about the money and she was ignoring Fez too. She didn’t hate him she was just putting distance between them to give her time to get over her crush. So it went from talking every day, to every other day, and less and less. If she did respond it was just one-word responses. She missed staying at Fez’s as things were starting to get rough at home. She was depending on the money that she saved over the summer to feed her and her parents since the money they got they used to buy drugs and on nights when they were on a bender she would end up locked outside the house having to sleep on the porch until they got back. She was having a bad week.

“Bitch are you listening?” Maddy said snapping me out of my thoughts. “No stopped listening around long-distance.” I said remembering the last thing we were talking about was Cassie and Mckay.

“What’s up with you?”

“It's been a rough week.” I said with a sigh as I got another text from Fez which I ignored leaving him on read. “Still ignoring Fez.” Maddy asked.

“I’d rather go back to talking about Cassie and Mckay.”

“Stop being such a coward and fucking talk to him, you put up a fight for everything else. Why not him?”

“I’d rather die than put myself in that situation and once I get over him I’ll talk to him like normal again. Besides I have bigger worries right now.”

“Like what?”

“Money problems.” I said glaring at Rue from across the cafeteria and she looks away when our eyes meet.

“Hey do any of you guys know how BitCoin works?” Kat suddenly asks. Maddy and Cassie shake their heads and I take advantage of the situation. “No, but for 10 dollars I can take you to someone who does.”

“You can’t just take me for free.”

“Did you not just hear me say I’m having money problems? I need gas money and you got the friend discount I usually charge 25.”

“Fine.” Kat agrees and I tell her to meet me after school.

After school I call Ash asking him if he was at the store and I was gonna bring a friend who needed information on BitCoin. “Why? You know how it works.” He said.

“Ok we know that but she doesn’t and I need cash, so I ain’t telling her for free.” I said and saw Kat coming my way. “Just do me this favor.” After hanging up we get in my car and after she gives me the money I drive her to the gas station. I was so busy focusing on getting cash I completely forgot that Fez would be here too. Fez was outside smoking when we got here and I avoid looking at him as we go inside and I call for Ash.

“Hey, (Y/N).” Fez said as I sat atop the counter next to the register.

“Hey…” I said staring at my feet finding them entertaining. I was glad Ash had come out from the back and he sat down next to me on the counter to breakdown BitCoin for Kat.

“It’s a worldwide cryptocurrency and digital payment system.”

“I literally have no clue what you’re talking about.” Kat said and I shake my head.

“There’s literally no easier way to explain it.” I said and she looks at me suspiciously. “I thought you didn’t know how it works.”

“I don’t, but I can’t help you if you’re stupid.” I said and she looks at me taken aback. “Shit sorry, I’ve been getting no sleep.”

“Look why don’t you just tell us what you’re trying to do, and we can tell you how we can help you.” Fez said.

“Unless it’s human trafficking. I don’t fuck with human trafficking.” Ash said.

“I’m not human trafficking.” Kat clarifies. “Yeah, us neither.” Fez said.

Kat starts to explain what she was trying to do but I quickly stop her. “First give me another 10 dollars.” I said to Kat holding out my hand and rolling her eyes she gives me the cash. “I was just wondering if it’s like a good way to anonymously get money online.” She explained.

“That’s literally what it’s made for.” I said like it should have been obvious.

“Dumbass.” Ash said and I nod my head agreeing. “What a waste of a trip. Oh wait I got 20 dollars out of it.” I said laughing. “If you give me 5 dollars I’ll drive you home.” I said and she glares at me.

“I’m fucking with you. Get in the car.” I said getting down from the counter. I say bye to Ash and give a half-hearted wave to Fez as we walk past him but he grabs my hand.

“Yo, can we talk for a second?”

“No time I gotta go to work after I take her home sorry.” I said slipping my hand out from his.

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I started taking on more hours to make up the cash I had lost which meant getting off later and getting less to no sleep if my parents locked me out. But it made avoiding Fez easier except for when he showed up at the restaurant giving me no choice but to talk to him. I should have expected to do this sooner or later, especially after blowing him off at the gas station.

“How long are you gonna stick around?” I asked him as I came to clear his plate and give him the check.

“Till you get off, didn’t see yo car thought I could drive you home and could finally talk.”

“I’m working late, so no need to wait up. I’m sure there’s money to be made somewhere.” I said and left for the kitchen setting the plate down. I go back to Fez to get his money for the bill and he hands me a 50.

“Keep the change.”

“That's too much for a tip.” I said not wanting to take his money. “Don’t worry about it.” He said not taking no for an answer and reluctantly I keep the change.

After clocking out I go to the bathroom to change out of my uniform and I consider just sneaking out the back to avoid Fez but like he read my mind he waits for me near the bathroom giving me no chance of escape. Once we’re in the car he doesn’t start it right away so we just sit in awkward silence as I find anything to stare at out the window.

“So like what's going on with us?” He breaks the silence.

“Nothing, just been crazy busy.” I said playing with my fingers.

“Can you at least look at me.” He said and hearing the sadness in his voice I comply. He reaches for my hand but I pull it back from his reach “I’m really tired so can you just take me home, please.”

“Can you at least tell me, why you been avoiding me? Like for real.” He said starting the car. “I’m just trying to get things back to how they were, you know before the summer.”

“And like what does that mean?”

“You see me like a little sister and I don’t see you- look I don’t know how to explain it.” I said frustrated and looked out at the passing scenery.

“Don’t do that, just say what you gotta say.” He said and finally taking Maddy’s advice to stop being a coward I decide to just spill. I could always just jump out of the car and hope it kills me if it doesn’t work out.

“Fine. Am I really just a little sister to you? Like nothing more?” I asked looking down at my lap. “That’s what- hold on.” He said and pulled over. He brings his hand to my chin making me look at him and I become even more nervous under his gaze.

“Is this about that shit, I told Mouse?” I nodded my head at his question. “Nah, I just said that so he wouldn’t try no shit on you. Of course, you are more than that to me.” He clarifies but it's still not enough clarification for me.

“Like a friend you fuck around with more or like-”

“Like your my girl, more.” He states cutting me off and I smile. “I would love to be your girl.” I said shyly and leaning in he kisses me.

“Can’t believe you’ve been giving me the cold shoulder over that.” He said in disbelief.

“What did you expect from me? You weren’t exactly defining what our relationship was and I was trying to figure it out all summer.”

“Didn’t think I had to, thought it was obvious. And shit, you didn’t say nothin.”

“Like hell I would, you know what this isn’t about me.” I said kissing him as a distraction. After sharing a few more kisses he continues taking me home and as my house comes to view I see my dad’s car gone which meant the house was empty and I was locked out. I didn’t want to worry Fez so I didn’t tell him and pretended everything was normal. After much convincing, I told him he didn’t have to wait for me to go inside and after kissing him goodbye he leaves. I walk up to the front door hopefully trying the door knob but it was locked and I sigh defeated.

I sit on the ground leaning against the front door and prepare for a long night outside again wishing I could just change the locks and lock them out for a change. However, I would never do that cause even though my parents were practically fucking useless except for somehow keeping a roof over our heads I’d seen them angry and I’d hate for it to be targeted at me. It’s just a rule you don’t piss off a drug addict especially when you have to live with them. As I was accepting my fate I was considering sucking it up and calling Nate and hear a car stop in front of the house and when I look up I see Fez getting out of his car. I should’ve known he was gonna circle around and catch me in my lie.

“How’d you know?” I asked him as he got closer.

“Yo dad’s car is gone which means they’re out doing whatever and you're locked out.”

“Well aren’t you a great listener.” I said sarcastically as I stand up and hug him. “Thank you.” I whispered into his chest and he kisses the top of my head. “Let me take you home.” He said grabbing my bag for me off the ground and taking my hand with the other.

“Your house feels more like home than mines does anyway.” I said as I got back in his car.

“Good to hear, 'cause even though he won’t admit it Ash misses having you around.”

“Of course he does, who else is gonna bother him.”

When we get to his house I go to take a shower and when I get out I realize I don’t have any clothes to change into and walk into his bedroom with just a towel and see Fez putting some clothes down on his bed. When he sees me he looks away shyly with a light blush on his cheeks and I smile to myself finding his shyness cute. “Sorry, can I borrow some clothes?”

“Uh yeah here.” Turning back to me he hands me the clothes he had set down on the bed. It was actually some of my clothes that I must have left behind from previous times. “Thanks.” Without thinking I start to remove my towel and he immediately turns back around sitting on his bed with his back to me. “Sorry.” I apologized for not warning him.

“Okay, I’m done.” I told him as I sat down on his bed and he turned back to face me. We fall into a silence staring at each other before I release a nervous laugh looking away first. “It feels different, now that we’re together.” I said playing with my fingers in my lap.

“Different like how?” He asked scooting closer to me and takes my hand into his. “A good different like I’m nervous because I’m used to sleeping on the couch instead of in here with you.”

“Don’t be.” He reassured kissing me. “We can take it slow or whatever you want.”

“Thank you for everything Fez.”

“No need.” He kissed me again. I feel his tongue against my bottom lip and I open my mouth for him letting his tongue intertwine with mine. His hand goes to my hip kneading at it lightly and I lay down on his bed pulling him with me as we continued kissing until we have to pull apart for air. Cuddling into his arms I end up falling asleep as a week's worth of lack of sleep caught up to me.

I woke up early in the morning to catch up on homework and make breakfast for Fez and Ash. I was working on my homework at the kitchen table when Ash woke up before Fez and came into the kitchen smelling the food making himself a plate. “What are you doing?” He asks sitting with me.

“ Late homework. Help me out?” I said passing him my math homework with a 20. He takes it and starts working on it as he eats breakfast. Fez came into the kitchen smiling as he saw us at the table kissing my cheek before grabbing some food and sitting with us. “You want a ride to school?” He asks me.

“No need, Nate’s gonna take me.” I answered not looking up from my assignment and missing his look of annoyance. “Nah, I’ll take you.”

“And once again no need.” I said not wanting to inconvenience him.

“Just tell him, I got you.” He said and I finally look at him. “Nate already’s on the way. Why are you making this such a big deal?” I asked and my phone rings getting a message from Maddy telling me they were outside. “And he’s here. Thanks again.” I told Ash grabbing my homework from him and putting it in my bag and Fez walks with me to the door.

“See you later.” I said kissing him.

“I’ll pick you up after.”

“Thanks but-” I stop seeing his smile drop. “I would appreciate it, miss you already.” I said kissing him again before leaving.

“Uh are you good?” Maddy asked me as we were walking to class. “Yeah, I need some advice. So you know I’m used to using Nate for stuff like rides to school or getting him to spoil us on our shopping trips and stuff. And I think Fez is like…”

“Is jealous?” She finishes and I shake my head.

“Not jealous more like bothered by our friendship.”

“I get that Nate’s been your friend for a long time and you two trust and depend on each other. But you need to start depending on Fez the same way or it's gonna seem like you don’t need him and you don’t want him to feel like second place.” She explained and I sighed annoyed yet still confused.

“Is that how you feel about Nate and me?”

“No, after you set us up you took a step back giving us space, which is what you need to do for Fez.”

“Why is dating so complicated?” I whined.

“At least you’re not dating Nate he’s even more complicated along with being a dick.”

“Don’t I know. What’s the new trouble in paradise?”

“You’re not gonna believe me if I tell you.”

“Now you have to spill.” I said curiosity piqued and she pulls me aside in the hall lowering her voice.

“Okay, so last night I went through Nate’s phone and…” She looks around and I wonder if she found the messages between him and Jules. “And?”

“He had dicks on his phone.”

“Like his own or…”

“No other guy's dicks.” She said and I can’t attempt to hide my look of shock.

“I actually have no words and that’s too crazy to be made up. You don’t think he’s gay, do you? Cause Nate’s like the definition of straight toxic masculinity.”

“I know he’s like super straight but…” She says in thought.

“I think you gotta talk to Nate about it, he might not like you going through his phone but it is weird.” I advised.

“Ugh, you’re right dating is complicated.” She complained hugging me and I smile hugging her back.

After school I see Fez’s car waiting for me outside and on the way to his car Nate comes up to me to remind me about the carnival. “My parents wanted me to invite you to come to help out at the booth for the chili contest."

“Why?” I whined. I had only met Nate’s dad and brother before and that was enough for me.

“You made a good impression on him and now my mom wants to meet you and you know they both-”

“Hate Maddy.” We say simultaneously and he nods his head. “No offense I’ve met your dad and your idiot of a brother I don’t wanna meet your mom.”

“Look I’m not fucking thrilled either but just do it, just stick around for Maddy I invited her too. Stay for a few minutes and that’s it.” He said then looked at my hands. “And get a manicure.”

“I’m sorry you’re forcing me to spend time with your family and get a manicure.” I scoffed annoyed walking off but he grabs my wrist roughly stopping me. “I’m not joking (Y/N), just do what I say.” He said coldly giving me some cash for the manicure before walking away. I rub my wrist to ease the pain before remembering Fez and rush to the car.

“Sorry about that.” I told him as I got in the car. “It’s alright, what did he want?” He asks gesturing to the money in my hand and I put it in my pocket.

“Just paying me back for something.” I shrugged not wanting to explain the complicated ways of Nate Jacobs.

When we get back I got his room to put my stuff down and wanting to talk to him we sit down on the bed. “I wanted to say sorry about this morning, I’m so used to figuring stuff out myself or having Nate do stuff for me that I don’t want you to feel like I don’t depend on you or need you.”

“Nah, I get that you been friends for like a long time or whatever but I would appreciate it if you let me help you out like he does for you.” He said.

“I swear I’ll try, no I will. I just don’t wanna make you feel bad or anything.”

“It’s alright baby, we’re good.” He said kissing me and grabbing my waist pulls me into his lap. I straddle his lap, wrap my arms around his neck, and bit his lip teasingly and he squeezes my waist in response. His lips trail from my lips to my jawline down to my neck sucking lightly on the skin and I hum in delight. He goes to my collarbone and I roll my hips into his causing him to release a groan but before we go any further there’s a loud knocking and banging coming from the front door.

“You expecting someone?” I asked sliding off his lap.

“Nah, but don’t move alright? I’ma go get rid of them.” He said kissing me one last time before getting up and I nod my head obediently. The banging on the door didn’t ease up until Fez got there and after waiting for awhile I heard yelling and banging coming from the door again and go to see what was happening. As I get closer to the door I hear Rue’s voice.

“Open the door! Open the door! Open the door.”

“I can’t do it, Rue. I’m sorry.” Fez says leaning his head on the closed door listening to Rue blame him for her problems. He faces away from the door and I see the sad heartbroken look on his face and take him into my arms.

“I’m so fucking serious. If you don’t open this door right now, I swear to god, I will hate you, till the day I fucking die.” She threatens and shaking my head I take Fez’s hand and take him away from the door.

“I’m sorry.” He tells her one last time before we walk away and we sit down on the couch together just hugging each other.

“You did the right thing. There’s not much we can do but it's a start.” I tell him attempting to cheer him up. “And she didn’t mean any of it, its what addicts do, she’ll calm down and come to her senses eventually.”

“I know.” He whispered. “Thank you for being here.” He kissed my forehead and I smile at him cuddling further into him. We spent the rest of the day just watching movies Ash eventually joined us later and I can’t help feeling truly at home with them.

[rues-daya]

him and only him! he is the moment! Angus Cloud is his name! 🤍