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baisemains · 2 months ago

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A Thousand Words

lottie matthews x gn!reader

word count: 3.8k

contains: modern au, both of you are mid 20’s, sickeningly sweet fluff, food mention, making out, established relationship, slight language, mention of jackienat, the l word is dropped, suggestive themes at the very end, a Lot of hand holding, just go with it

description: when your girlfriend finds out you've never been to a fair, she drags you to the local one for date night.

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A cool breeze slips in through your girlfriend Lottie’s bedroom window, a welcome break from the heat that’s been plaguing your town the last couple weeks. The sun will start setting soon, and the two of you are a tangle of limbs atop her plush comforter, having just woken up from a nap.

You’ve started scrolling on your phone, looking through social media and seeing how everyone’s been spending their summers. A couple of your friends posted on their story that they visited a fair yesterday, and the location tag tells you that it’s local. Noticing something, you announce your interesting discovery to the room.

“Jackie and Nat both posted that they were at the fair yesterday but they didn’t tag each other,” you snicker. “I don’t know why they’re acting like we don’t all know they’re dating, they’re shitty liars anyway.”

Turning around in your arms, deep brown eyes find your own, shining with excitement.

“Wait, I saw that! I was gonna tell you when we were on the phone last night but I fell asleep.”

She laughs, grabbing her phone and typing quickly, then turning the screen towards you to show what she was doing. She had pulled Jackie’s story up and typed a message into the reply bar.

Just tag Nat already, we know.

“Should I send it? It’s kinda messy but they’ve been doing this for weeks, like, just hard launch already.”

“Do it. They’ll get married thinking they’re still being subtle.”

At your encouragement, Lottie sends the note off, locking her phone and chuckling to herself, already imagining her friend’s reaction.

“Jackie might actually get pissed at me for that.”

“Yeah, well, someone’s gotta give their asses a push.”

Setting your own device down, you wrap your arms around your girlfriend’s waist and pull her close.

“And if she tries giving you any shit for it, just tell her I told you to do it, she’s still kinda scared of me.”

Giggling, Lottie slowly leans into you, pausing only a breath away from your lips.

“My knight in shining armor.”

“Damn right.”

You close the gap and gently slot her lips between your own, applying the slightest amount of pressure. Hearing a hum, you just barely open your mouth, teasing her bottom lip with the very tip of your tongue. You feel her groan before taking over, kissing you with fervor as her hands slide up your neck to cup your face. The energy shifts after a few minutes, turning into something softer before the two of you separate and stare into each other’s eyes.

Lottie then looks past you out to her window and notices the color starting to change in the sky, sitting up to take pictures of it. She has easily over a thousand sunset photos but she insists on taking some every chance she gets, and you love how she enjoys little things like that.

Laying your head in her lap, Lottie moves a hand from her phone to scratch at your scalp, the action causing you to let out a noise akin to a purr. Looking down, she smiles and exposes her fangs, another one of your favorite things about her.

“Comfy?”

“Mm, yes actually, thank you for asking.”

That gets a laugh out of her, and at the same time, she gets a notification saying that Jackie has messaged her back. Opening it, she reads Know what? We’re friends. Groaning, Lottie simply shows you her phone, causing you to roll your eyes.

Grabbing it from her, you type out Everyone knows you’re dating, stop being a pussy and launch already 🙄 , sending the message and tossing the device on the bed behind you.

“It’s done.”

Lottie looks at her phone with wide eyes, shifting her gaze to you.

“Babe, what did you tell her?”

Smirking, you stretch your arms above your head and pat your stomach, suddenly hungry.

“What she needed to hear.”

Your girlfriend lets out a sigh at that, you were much more direct than she was and she wishes she could be fearless like that sometimes. She watches you stand up from her bed, steps relaxed as you make your way to the full length mirror on her wall, checking yourself out.

“You ready to eat? That nap gave me an appetite.”

She’s looking at her phone again, swiping through other people’s stories, Damn, everyone’s at the fair lately. She gets an idea and leans back on her elbows, waiting for you to look at her.

When you do, she’s wearing that smile that you love so much, and you subconsciously match it, walking over and placing your hands on her cheeks, enamoured by her. She brings hers up to cover them, turning to the side to kiss your palm.

“How do you feel about having dinner at the fair? I have a craving for a corn dog now.”

A corn dog? Out of everything in the world she could have? Just a few days ago, she took you to a Michelin star restaurant because she wanted pizza.

You look at her with a puzzled expression, eyebrow raised, but Lottie‘s looking at you with those glossy doe eyes and you’d have given her anything she wanted in that moment. Though you have no idea what to expect, you agree.

“I mean, yeah, that’s cool, there’s a first time for everything, I guess.”

Squealing, she stands up from the bed, pressing a kiss to your lips before looking in her closet for a change of clothes. She finally registers what you said and looks over her shoulder, asking you a question.

“What do you mean, first time? Do you not eat when you’re there?”

You’ve moved to look around Lottie’s room, knowing she can take a while to get dressed.

“No, I mean I’ve never been to a fair.”

Seeing her freeze out of the corner of your eye, she turns to you, mouth agape.

“What?! Like not even as a kid with your family?”

Scratching the back of your neck, you now feel a bit embarrassed that you’ve never participated in this seemingly important activity before.

“Just never got around to it, I guess…”

Lottie realizes that she made you uncomfortable and tries to rectify the situation. Her face quickly softens and she steps in front of you, placing a gentle hand on your cheek, a gesture you’ve told her relaxes you.

“Babe, it’s okay, no shame in that. Sorry for being surprised, I just assumed most people have been before, but that’s dumb, everybody’s experiences are different.”

With a small nod, you look back at her, finding comfort in her understanding.

“But don’t worry, we are gonna go and have a great time, I promise.”

She punctuates her sentence with a kiss to your nose, and you laugh as she walks back to her closet, deciding what to grab among her abundance of clothes.

That’s another thing you loved about Lottie. Though she grew up an only child, she was very emotionally mature, and if she ever misstepped, she always apologized. She was also exceptionally giving and always made sure to provide you with experiences you otherwise might never have had. You were incredibly lucky.

“Okay. Don’t take too long getting ready though, I am getting hungry.”

Chuckling, she promises to do her best as you head to her bathroom to freshen up, distracting yourself from staring at your girlfriend while she changes or you definitely won’t make it to the fair. Almost a half hour later, she’s in a new outfit and has touched up her makeup, the sight taking your breath away. Though she’s just in a t-shirt and pants, her beauty is undeniable and never fails to stop you in your tracks.

“Oh.”

Taking your short response as a bad thing, Lottie looks down at herself, suddenly nervous.

“Is it too much? I picked leather pants instead of jeans cause I’ve never worn these but I can change—“

You cut her off mid rant by cupping her chin and pulling her into a firm kiss. When you pull back, Lottie looks dazed and is adorning a goofy smile.

“You look amazing. It was a ‘I can’t believe I’m dating the most gorgeous woman in the world’ 'oh', I promise.”

A slight blush begins to creep onto her cheeks and she looks down at her feet, bashful.

“Ah. Okay, thank you.”

Sliding your hand into hers, you squeeze it to bring her attention back to you, beautiful brown eyes gazing into yours.

“Ready?”

She nods excitedly, ready to create new memories with you.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

She leads you out to your car, moving to open the passenger door before you press a firm hand to it.

“Allow me.”

When you grab the handle, Lottie giggles as she slides in, blowing you a kiss as you make sure the door is firmly shut. Walking around to the driver’s side and settling in, you hand your phone to her to pick the music, turning the car on and starting the journey there. Your hands lay intertwined on her thigh the whole drive, windows cracked as the summer air envelops you both, sunset now visible through the windshield.

Once you arrive, you hop out and escort your girlfriend from the parking lot to the entrance, walking to the back of the short ticket line. Lottie plays with your fingers as you wait, always having to be touching you somehow. When you first started dating, you thought it was a jealousy thing but you soon learned that she just loved physical contact.

It’s finally your turn and when the cashier tells you your total, you begin pulling out your wallet before Lottie grabs your wrist, stopping you.

“Let me.”

“Lot,” you start to protest but she simply pouts and your resolve cracks instantly.

“This was my idea so I should pay. Please.”

Sighing, you can’t argue with that, though you want to, and your girlfriend beams as you put your hand back in your pocket. After paying and thanking the ticket person, Lottie grabs your hand and pulls you towards the entrance, stopping in front of the lit up sign overhead.

“Let’s take a picture.”

She pulls out her phone before you can decline, not that you would have, and faces it towards the two of you. Centering you both and making sure the sign is visible, she snaps multiple photos, grinning in every one.

“Okay, what do you wanna do first? There’s carnival games, rides, food stands, we can do whatever you want.”

Your stomach grumbles at that exact moment, causing you both to laugh.

“Food it is.”

Walking over to that area, you’re overwhelmed with the options, reading every sign like a kid in a candy store. Fried pickles, fried Oreos, fried cheesecake. Whoa.

“Is everything here fried?”

Lottie giggles at your statement before a look of realization crosses her face.

“Um, no? There’s definitely other things to eat, I promise.”

Seeing a booth that looks promising, you internally cheer when you see more common food options. You settle on nachos and a soft pretzel, a safe bet before you dive into the more intense choices, and Lottie gets her corn dog. You make sure to pay before she can even try, practically skipping over to a nearby table.

Sitting down across from each other, you begin eating, seeing the content look on your girlfriend’s face as she enjoys her meal.

“Man, I haven’t had a corn dog from here in forever.”

A faraway look blooms in her eyes before she continues.

“My parents used to take me every year before they got divorced, it was one of the few places they wouldn’t argue.”

Nodding along, you don’t say anything as Lottie recaps her favorite memories from this place. Early on in your relationship, she told you that her parents separated when she was young, and you knew it was a sore subject for her, rarely ever talking about it. You reach a hand across the table and squeeze it, letting her know you’re there for her.

A sad smile appears for a second before she looks back at you, eyes roaming over your face.

“But now I get to make new memories with you.”

Raising her hand to your mouth, you press your lips to her knuckles in silent support. Her smile widens at the sweet act, and the look on her face has you mentally cursing out everything that’s ever caused her pain.

“I’m definitely full now. Can we go check out the games?”

Her enthusiasm is infectious and you can’t help but feel the corners of your lips tugging up into a grin.

“Of course, come on.”

Getting up and clearing your trash, the two of you head over to the carnival area, arms swinging between you. Lottie plays a few different games, not winning anything, and she asks if you want to join her but you’re content just watching her at the moment. Reaching the very last booth, Lottie sees something that has her stopping in her tracks.

“No way. Babe, look!”

She rushes over to stare at a large deer plushie hanging on the back wall, complete with dark lashes and glossy eyes that mirror your girlfriend’s.

“She’s perfect.”

You stroll over to get a closer look and once your gaze lands on the stuffed animal, you know you have to win it for her. Getting the worker’s attention, you give her the amount of tickets required before finally looking down at the game. You hadn’t realized it was a ring toss, which you’ve heard was notoriously hard, but you were determined.

Lottie backs away to give you plenty of room, and as the worker is getting you the rings, you try to map out your game plan. She tells you how many you’ll have to make for each prize, and when she says that you’ll need to land all 5 for the big ones, your back straightens up.

With no room for error, you toss the first ring and land it perfectly. Feeling good, you throw the next three with near perfect precision. The last one sits in your hand like a weight, and you take a deep breath before sending it up into the air, watching as it bounces off the bottle you meant it for, rebounding off of two more before landing on the very furthest one in the corner.

Lottie runs into your arms as you wrap them around her waist and pick her up, both of you ecstatic. Once you put her down, you face the worker who asks which prize you’d like to claim.

“The deer!” Both you and Lottie say at the same time, causing the girl in front of you to laugh and head to the back of the booth to grab it. She brings it over to you a minute later, handing it straight to Lottie who’s practically bouncing with excitement. Thanking the employee and wishing her a good night, Lottie drags you away, content with her winnings. She takes a generous amount pictures of it and with it, posting one of the three of you on her story with the caption our new daughter 🥹🦌.

“I can’t believe you won it on the first try, I wasn’t getting anything at the other games.”

You shrug with a smirk on your face, wrapping an arm around her hip.

“Beginner’s luck, I guess.”

Huffing, she bumps her shoulder into you as she playfully rolls her eyes.

“Sure.”

She’s going to tell you something else when a photobooth catches her attention and she looks toward you.

“Ooh, can we go take some pictures? They’ll be so cute.”

You’re down for anything at this point, feeling good after that win.

“We can do whatever you want, babe.”

You pull Lottie towards the machine, sliding onto the seat before pulling her into your lap. She draws the curtain shut behind her, both of you now realizing how cramped the space is. Feeding the necessary bills into the slot, you let your girlfriend pick the photo options, making sure it’ll be in color and give you two copies.

The countdown for the first picture begins and you pull her against you, her head leaning against yours as you both smile into the camera. The flash goes off, causing you to sit back before Lottie wraps her arm around the back of your head, squishing your cheeks together. For the next pose, Lottie pulls up the stuffed deer as best she can and places it in front of her chest. You take advantage of her being distracted and kiss her cheek in time for the loud click.

Facing you, Lottie eyes gaze into your own before drifting down to your lips and leaning in slowly, kissing you as you eagerly return the act. You see the bright light flash behind your closed eyelids but make no move to pull away just yet. Only once the unmistakable noise of photos printing announces itself does Lottie lean back, proud of herself for the effect she has on you.

Seeing the screen in front of you light up, you look to see that it’s giving the option to email the video that was recorded as the pictures were being taken. After sending it to herself to post later, Lottie bends over to grab the film strips from the tray they’re sitting in, cooing when she sees how they turned out.

“We look so cute.”

Facing them towards you so you can look, you immediately smile. The poses came out perfect, capturing the affectionate energy between you both.

Lottie flips one around and presses her lips to the back of it, leaving behind a subtle lipstick print, before handing it to you.

“That one’s yours.”

You can’t help but pull her back to you, pressing kisses all over her face before hearing footsteps outside of the booth, alerting you that someone else is waiting to use it.

Collecting your things, you and Lottie head out, giggling together as you pass the young couple who gets in the booth after. They remind you of yourselves and it almost feels like a full circle moment.

You’re now roaming the grounds aimlessly, hands intertwined as you begin heading towards the rides. Not looking for anything in particular, you end up in front of the ferris wheel and seeing that there’s not too many people waiting for it, Lottie turns to you with a smile.

“Wanna ride it?”

Nodding as you kiss her cheek, she walks you to the end of the line, and you two pass the time with conversation and picture taking, Lottie insisting on printing these photos out. Once you reach the front, the employee takes your tickets and ushers you into an empty cabin, closing the door behind you as you take your seats next to each other, setting the deer plushie on the floor.

The car starts moving up and the higher you get, the more you can see out towards the city. Night has fully arrived, and the lights below illuminate your girlfriend in a way you’ve never seen. Sliding away from her, Lottie looks at you in confusion before seeing you pull your phone out.

“I wanna take a picture of you.”

Smiling at your initiation, she begins posing for you, giving you plenty of material to choose from. Eventually, you reach the top of the Ferris wheel and stop, Lottie simply gazing out at the horizon but you can’t help but be in awe of her. Lowering your camera, you drink in her profile, wondering what on earth you did to deserve the woman in front of you.

“The view is gorgeous.”

Lottie softly smiles, eyes raking over the cityscape.

“Ugh, isn’t it? Everything looks so beautiful from up here.”

“I wasn’t talking about that.”

Turning towards you, she sees the look you’re giving her and her entire body begins to tingle, a warm feeling spreading from her chest outwards.

“C’mere.”

Obeying instantly, you move closer until your thigh is pressed against hers and Lottie’s hand is cupping your cheek. The moment feels so fragile that even breathing would shatter it, and all you can do is stare into her eyes.

“I love you.”

Big brown eyes shine with emotion, feeling so peaceful in this moment that she can’t help but utter those three little words that have gone unspoken until now. Breath catching in your throat at her confession, you always thought you’d be the one to say it first, but Lottie continues to surprise you.

Before you can think about it, you’re leaning in to capture her lips, over and over and over, conveying all of your feelings for the women in front of you. The cab jolting into motion breaks you apart, but you stay close, forehead leaning against hers.

“I love you too.”

When the ride finishes, the two of you step off, fingers intertwined, feeling light as air in the aftermath of the mutual admission. Lottie’s carrying her plushie, grinning like a fool while you have your free hand in your pocket, pinching your thigh to make sure this is real life. Both of you decide to call it a night after that, ending the evening on a high no one expected.

Reaching your car, you once again open the door for your girlfriend, allowing her to fit herself and the stuffed deer in the front seat. When you slide into the driver’s side and begin the drive to her place, the two of you settle into a comfortable silence, not feeling the need to communicate besides the occasional glance and hand squeeze.

Upon arriving, you park along the curb, turning the engine off and opening your door before rounding the hood to let Lottie out. She hops out of the car with ease, her smile remaining on her lips as she takes hold of your hand, pulling you towards the front door to her house.

Handing the deer to you, she opens her purse and begins to rummage through it, searching for her keys, and letting out a soft curse when she can’t find them quickly. You chuckle, stepping behind her, reaching around her waist and into the bag. Your front is now pressed to her back and your body is shielding both of you from the brisk night air. Finding the keys, you remove them from her purse, unlocking the door without any trouble, still standing in the same position. Lottie takes the chance to lean her back fully into you, enjoying the proximity.

“Are you coming in?”

You can hear the smile in her voice and you wrap your arms around her midsection, pressing your lips into her neck, leaving a quick kiss there.

“Of course, baby.”

Following your girlfriend inside, you kiss the entire way to her bedroom, the two of you expressing your love for the rest of the night.

(The next time you’re at Lottie’s, you notice the deer plush on her bed and the photo strip tucked into her mirror, constant reminders of the best night of her life.)

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