#best friend's sister trope ft toby lol

[littlexscarletxwitch]

Hi I would like to request Florence Pugh X reader where reader is Florence's brothers best friend and is secretly sneaking around with her. They fall in love and then someone catches them making out or something. Toby finds out about them and he's pissed at reader but she tells him how much she loves Flo and they end up together. Happy ending pleaseee

Love your work <3

── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲

paring: florence pugh x fem!reader

tag(s): best friend's sister trope, fluff with a tiny bit of angst, secret relationship, toby and r are besties, raffie is just there for the drama lol

warning(s): allusion of sex, lying, grammatical errors, unedited

word count: 2.0k

note: YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS TROPE (like ASKJSHDKSKERJAKJDLADJ). Thank you for this request, you lovely person, I hope you like it! I'm not a native english speaker, so please let me know about any sort of mistake. Hope you all enjoy. Lots of love, M <3

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You were currently laying on her chest, listening to her steady heartbeat, as she traced small circles on your naked back. 

"This is nice," you hummed. Eyes closed, enjoying every second of it. 

"Yes, it is," Florence agreed, smiling to herself as she watched you drifting off to sleep. 

But suddenly a loud knocking, startled the both of you, breaking the bubble the two of you were wrapped in. 

"Hey, Flossie. Have you seen my yellow shirt? The one that Arabella got me," Toby said as he opened the door, your heart skipping a beat at the realisation: your best friend was about to walk in to you and Florence, his sister. "I can't find it—." 

Florence's hand was fast enough to cover up your mouth before a sound came out of it. 

"Toby, no! I'm naked!" Florence yelled, which was true. But she was more concerned about Toby finding you there, in her room, more than seeing her naked. 

Actually, it was a double concern since you were also naked and laying next to her. With just one look at the two of you, Toby would figure out everything the both of you had tried really hard to hide from him these past 3 months. 

"Oh, Jesus," said Toby, quickly covering his eyes, luckily without noticing you were also there. "I'm sorry, but have you seen it?" he tried again. 

"Get out of here!" 

"Alright, fine," his eyes were covered, but you were pretty sure he had just rolled his eyes at his sister. "Just let me know if you see it," he said before closing the door. 

The two of you stayed in silence for a few minutes, waiting for him to be really gone. The breath you had been holding finally escaped past your lips once you didn't hear Toby's footsteps anymore. 

“Is he gone?” you asked in a whisper. 

“I think he is gone.”

“I don’t hear him anymore.”

“Yeah, I think we are good.”

“You think so?”

“I think so.”

Once the two of you were sure Toby was long gone, you felt your body finally relaxed into Florence’s arms. 

“That was a close one,” she whispered, afraid that Toby would hear the both of you somehow.

“Yeah, I think we should tell him,” you turned to her. “Don’t you think?”

“I, um, I don’t know, Y/n. It’s kinda complicated,” she said, scratching the back of her neck.

“I know, but he’s only going to get angrier if we let more time pass by.”

“I just I don’t think we should tell him if we aren’t really sure that this is not just us hooking up, you know?” she regretted ever saying that as soon as the last word left her lips.

“You think we are just hooking up?” disbelief filled your tone. 

“No, that’s not what I meant. I just—.”

“Jesus, Florence!” you scoffed.  “You could have told me that I was just your ‘fuck buddy’,” you said getting up from the bed and putting your clothes on. 

“No, Y/n! I swear I didn’t mean it like that,” she said, standing up and putting on an oversized t-shirt as quickly as she could. “I just– I don’t know how you feel about me, about us,” she gestured to the two of you, desperate to explain herself before you walk out the door. “I just got insecure and over-thought things for a second. Just let me rephrase it, okay?” she said, reaching out for you.

You just let her take your hand, leading the both of you to sit on the unmade bed, and you waited in silence for her explanation.

She took a deep breath and finally let out the words she had been holding back these past months: “I really like you, okay?” she chuckled, but there was no trace of fun. “No, that’s not it. I think I might be in love with you,” she confessed her heart out to you.

“Really?” 

“Yes, really!” a thin smile formed on her perfect soft lips. “I didn't want to tell Toby because I thought that if he were to find out about this… about us, then you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore. I didn’t want to lose you,” she licked her lips. “I don’t want to lose you.”

Your lips opened and closed, unsure of what to say next, but wanting nothing else but to comfort her.

“I think I might be in love with you too,” you said once you found the words, biting your bottom lip, in a failed attempt to stop you from smiling. 

“You think?” she asked hopefully.

“Oh, no. I don't think so. I am sure of it,” you giggled, a soft red hue creeping over your cheeks. “I've had the biggest crush on you for years now. So yeah… there's that,” you looked down at your feet, unable to meet her eyes.

It took Florence a full second to jump on top of you, causing the both of you to fall on the mattress. She, somehow, wrapped her arms around your body, holding you tightly against her and started to leave soft wet kisses all over your face.

“Okay then, we tell him alright?” she said once she was done kissing you.

You nodded, a smile forming on your lips, “We tell him,” you said before taking her lips in between yours.

[...]

The both of you lied, unintentionally that is. Too caught up in your own little world, neither of you realised that two weeks had passed since your agreement and Toby was still clueless about you, his best friend, dating his sister. But lies have short legs.

“You’re so pretty,” you mumbled on Florence's lips in between kisses. 

“You're prettier,”  she whispered. 

“Flo, anyone could walk in any second,” but still your lips wouldn’t dare to leave hers.

“Just five more minutes,” she said, as her hand slipped under your shirt. 

Your back arched like a cat against the couch. It was comfortable really, the two of you, pretty much dry humping, on the tiny couch. But she somehow made it work, all because she wanted some time along for the two of you. 

“So this is what you two are up to,” you heard someone say. 

“Shit.”

“Fuck.”

“I knew it,” Raffie smiled to herself. “I fucking knew it!” She was now clapping and laughing, as if she had been told the funniest joke ever.

“Raffie, not too loud,” you said, trying to keep her quiet. 

“Shut it!” Florence said, annoyed at her little sister.

“Raffie?” but it was too late. “What are you laughing at?” you heard Toby said before walking into the living room. You watched his smile drop once he had a full picture of the three of you. 

“Toby, I…” you tried, but the words wouldn’t come out. 

“Why are you on top of her?” he asked Florence. Toby knew the reason why, but he had to ask. “Y/n, why is my sister on top of you?”

“Tobes, I swear it’s not that big of a deal, okay?” Florence jumped in. 

“My sister and my best friend…” you prepared yourself for the worst. “...had been lying to me,” and then you realised that nothing could have prepared you for that. Because Toby didn’t look angry, or resentful, or furious. He looked hurt, disappointed, confused and heartbroken.

“Toby, please just—,” his sister tried to speak.

“I don’t care that you two have been fucking around, that’s your bussines,” he said bitterly. “I care that you two lied, and only God knows for how long,” he muttered, storming off. 

“Oh, shit,” Raffie couldn’t help herself, getting a glare from her sister. “Right, sorry.”

“No, fuck that,” you run after him. “Toby! Toby, wait up.”

“Y/n, wait” Florence said, now running after the two of you. 

“Okay, I won’t miss this,” Raffie said, quickly following her sister.

“Just hear me out, okay?” you said, once you got ahead of him, making it impossible for him to leave. Actually, he could leave if he wanted to, he was stronger than you, all the times the two of you would play ‘fight’ when kids had proven it to you. But he stayed. 

“Okay,” you said, swallowing the lump that had formed on your throat. “Remember all the teasing, the jokes, the comments about me liking Florence?” you waited for him to answer but he only nodded. “Well, it was all true, Tobes. I really like her, I have for a while now,” you smiled. “No, fuck that, I love her, okay?”

Florence felt her tummy sink, she had to get used to hearing you say that you loved her. 

“Yes!” Raffie cheered to herself. 

“I didn’t tell you about us, because I didn’t want you to be upset. But now I realise that lying to you was a shitty thing to do. 

“Really shitty,” he nodded. 

“I’m really sorry that I lied to you. You are my best friend, I shouldn't be keeping secrets from you. I don’t want to lose you, Tobes,” you huffed, tears burning your eyes. “I really am sorry.”

After what felt like an eternity of silence, he spoke up. “You won’t lose me, Y/n,” he breathed out. “I get it, you like her,” he huffed. “Of all the people you could have had, you chose her,” he said, rolling his eyes, but there was a tint of mischief in his voice. 

“Hey! I’m here,” Florence pretended to sound hurt, but she was glad Toby was giving in.

He glared at her, before counting. “Still, it doesn't make up for the lying.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Just promise me you won’t lie to me ever again, okay?”

“I won’t, I promise,” you quickly nodded. “I pinky promise,” you said, raising your finger.

He looked down at your finger while a smile was forming on his lips, he remembered the first the two of you made that kind of promise: he was 6 and you were about 5, at first he had laughed at you; but then he realised how much it meant to you, and then he understood that you would always keep to your promises. It became your thing. The small gesture warmed his heart because he knew that this time it wouldn’t be any different than before. 

He looked back up at you, and after he playfully rolled his eyes at you, he hooked his finger with yours. Once the pact was sealed, you wrapped your arms around him, holding him tightly against your body. 

“I love you, Tobes. I’m really sorry that I lied to you,” you whispered into his shirt. 

“Love you too, Y/n,” he said, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “Now, get out of here,” he said, carefully pushing you away and toward Florence. “I need a drink, you guys want a drink?” he said, making his way inside the house, not really expecting an answer. 

“Well…” Florence said, wrapping her arms around your waist, as you placed yours on her shoulders. “That wasn’t as bad as it could have been,” she chuckled. 

“Yeah, I guess so,” you smiled at her before connecting your lips to hers, but stopped once you heard some clearing their throat. 

The both of you looked at the source of the noise, “Too soon?” Florence joked. 

“Oh, shit, sorry,” you quickly mumbled. 

“No, it’s okay. I will have to get used to this eventually,” Toby said, gesturing to the two of you. Before taking his final step inside the house, he looked at you with a stern look. “She’s my sister, if you hurt her I’ll deal with you” he then looked at Florence. “She’s my best friend, same thing goes for you.”

You, kind of, expected that ultimate at some point, but not for Florence to receive the same one.

“What?” he said as he realised how confused the two of you looked. “I care about the two of you, okay? Don’t fuck it up,” he, sarcastically, smiled and finally left your sight. 

“Well, that was… interesting. But now it’s over so I’m bored again,” Raffie said. “You guys want to watch a movie?”

The both of you looked at her and burst into laughter, relief washing over the two of you.

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-M