TREVOR SPENGLER ; you make loving fun
summary ; you, Trevor's first proper non-toxic partner shows him true love, and how great it really is when you find your person
warnings ; language, mentions of making out, talk about toxic people/exes, verbal abuse, and emotional neglect
disclaimers ; Trevor is described as bisexual, reader is a garbage fan (green flag)
word count ; 1k
I'm working on reqs rn dw guys 🙏
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Trevor knew that the second he'd met you, he'd fallen head over heels.
The only thing he was worried about, after being reassured by both his mom and Pheobe, was how you'd treat him. His last ex was terrible to him, and by that point, he felt like he was an abuse magnet.
Thankfully, nothing was ever physical, he thanked whoever or whatever was looking over him for that, even fate itself.
Talking about past exes, his last ex-boyfriend first, he'd essentially treat him like shit and try to hide their relationship. He'd use him for pleasure and attention and then ignore him and act like he didn't know him. Trevor was always there for him, but he was never once available for Trevor. That shit ended quickly thanks to his mom convincing him to end things, plus moving away again made it easy.
His ex-girlfriend was slightly the same way.
For context, Trevor was never popular, but he wasn't ignored or bullied in school either. He was attractive enough to be boasted about, I guess, but he wasn't gathering hoards of girls to swoon over him either.
She used him as popularity points, as she was one of the half-popular girls who wanted brownie points for dating someone on a lower social level than herself. Trevor never saw it and had to deal with the consequences. The fighting, the way she'd scream and yell and argue with him over the simplest things. She treated him like a charity case.
So, he was fairly afraid to hurt himself again. He wanted to pursue you, he did. He was just fucking scared.
But, with enough pressure and reassurance from Pheobe, his mom, and new friend Lucky, he gathered the courage to ask you out. During that process, he rambled about how smitten he was for you and had to genuinely stop himself as he realized he'd never felt like this for anyone before. You weren't someone he just wanted to occasionally hold hands with and kiss. He wanted a genuine, healthy relationship with you. He wanted to be treated right, just this once.
But you, knowing about his past relationships, knew what he needed. And you were dedicated to showing him what actual loved looked like, what a real relationship felt like.
From dates at the roller-rink, to movie nights inside, you showed him that you could love him like how he needed to be loved. He needed to be shown that what he went through before wasn't normal and that you would never think to hurt him like people in his past did.
You made loving fun for him, he'd never smiled and had so much fun with someone, ever.
He loved making out with you in his new bedroom at the firehouse, and your soft kisses of reassurance when he was upset or stressed. He'd always find his stomach and lungs genuinely in pain from how much he laughed with you. He was infatuated with you, with holding your hand and caressing said hand with his thumb, with wrapping his arms around you to just hold you like that in silence.
His photos app is filled with pictures of you, over 500 through the past year. His lockscreen? A picture of you two at the county fair under dark blue neon lights.
He watches you sitting in the window, your body barely fitting onto the ledge. Thank God for bay windows, but christ, the people who made this building over 120 years ago needed some better architectural design here. What was the bay window for if not to sit in it?
He'd only woken up a bit ago, having been in the shower as you entered his room, awaiting his arrival. His family thankfully loved you, and would let you in no matter what.
"You look nice today," He comments, running a hand through his hair.
You turn to face him, raising an eyebrow. "Do I not usually look nice?"
"No, no, I mean, yeah! You always look nice!" He quickly sputters, "I-I like your shirt. Garbage, they're cool"
You lightly smile, reassured in his loyalty and kind-heartedness by his answer. "You're fine, Trev, I'm playing" You chuckle, "You've never even listened to Garbage"
You pull the sleeves of your undershirt down, feeling a cool wave hit your body like the wave of water at the beach. Your baggy jeans cover you perfectly as the sun peaks out from the clouds.
"You don't know that!" He exclaims, crossing his arms, "All your Spotify playlists are public, I can listen to whatever you are with a couple clicks"
"Okay, bud" You throw your hands up in a sarcastic annoyance. "Whatever you say, pal. I guess we gotta break u-" You quickly stop yourself, looking up at Trevor with slightly widened eyes. "Holy shit, I'm so sorry"
You quickly hop off the ledge of the window, your hands clenched into fists as you stand in front of him awkwardly, awaiting his reaction.
"I'm so sorry, that was uncalled for, I didn't mean to say that-"
"It's fine, Y/n/n" Trevor looks at you with a confused yet laid back expression. "Why are you apologizing?" He catches himself, finding the answer on his own, "Oh, well... it's not that big of a deal, it's okay" He shrugs, "It's fine"
"Sorry, uhm-"
Trevor quickly wraps you in a hug, resting his arms over your shoulders. "I love you, okay? I've never loved anyone so fun and amazing to me, joking about shit is fine"
You nod into his shoulder, "Sorry"
"It's okay" He chuckles, rubbing a hand over your back. "You're fine, it's alright"
"You're the fun one, by the way" You mumble.
"Hm?"
"You're the one who makes loving fun, Trev"
He silently smiles, his face flushing as he holds you a little tighter.
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tagged by: @maddenrichard 🤍
lockscreen / last song played / last pic taken / last pic saved
9 songs on repeat:
prove it all night (live, phoenix 1978) — bruce springsteen
atlantic city (live in new york city) — bruce springsteen
running up that hill (a deal with god) — kate bush
laugh, i nearly died — the rolling stones
as long as you follow — fleetwood mac
in the shape of a heart — jackson browne
better love — hozier
i’m a rocker (live, tempe 1980) — bruce springsteen
human touch — bruce springsteen
i’m fine why do you ask
tagging: @majicmarker @marisatomay @starrybouquet @hollywoods @coweyed @helloinej @anyataylorjoy @sluttyhenley and anyone else who wants a go ✨
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Tagged by: @redbelles
lockscreen / last song played / last pic taken / last pic saved
9 songs on repeat:
Human touch - Bruce Springsteen
Secret garden - Bruce Springsteen
Hold my hand - lady Gaga
Time after time - cyndi Lauper ft Sarah mclachlan
Springsteen’s cover of Night Shift
If you could read my mind- Gordon lightfoot
Almost (sweet music) - hozier
The chain - Fleetwood Mac
Lonesome day - Bruce Springsteen
I sure am fine
Tagging @reachingforaspark and anyone who wants to
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Get to know me!
I was tagged by @mocha-blossom and @cranberrykissel (Thank you both! This is the first time I’ve been tagged in anything like this!) (side note: I think I was tagged in two slightly different versions of this, so I’m combining them!)
Lockscreen
Three ships: Cassiecissie, SeriRei, Sculder
Last song: You’re Not Here by Akira Yamaoka
Last movie: Everything Everywhere All At Once (rewatched it with my best friend, cried so much. I don’t think I’ll ever watch this movie and not cry.)
Currently reading: The Haunting of Hill House
Craving: To go roller skating
What are you wearing rn: A brown sweater, dark green corduroy overalls & a jean jacket with enamel pins (nitw mae, wtnv radio intern badge, mp100 mob, kermit, fleetwood mac rumors vinyl, deltarune susie)
How tall are you?: I think I’m 5′4″
Piercings: Never got any. Still don’t really care about getting any.
Tattoos: None yet. I have some ideas for some though.
Glasses? Contacts?: Glasses. Honestly I’m kind of a lazy person so I’d be bad at upkeep for contacts. Also glasses just suit me.
Last drink: Water
Last show: Poker Face
Last thing you ate: Fudge striped cookies
Favorite color: Pastel yellow
Current obession: DC Comics once more. Flashfam to be specific.
Unrelated obsession: building a collection of physical copies of my favorite pieces of media (i.e. getting vinyls and cassettes of my favorite albums and getting dvds of my favorite shows and movies) and otherwise downloading things that I like but don’t necessarily want to buy a vinyl, cassette, or dvd of.
Pets: A long haired tabby cat named Blu.
Fav fictional character: Susie from Deltarune
The last place you traveled: Oregon.
Tagging: @sleepyfangirl18 , @spacepirateangels , @bartallen , @cluepoke , @tomatofarm (It’s cool if any of you or all of you don’t do this btw)
I hope you all have a great day!
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