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nakylvr · 2 months ago

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— THE FALLS ✧ M.S

summary જ⁀➴ two years later of dating star midfielder of the lacrosse team, junior year ends, and summer starts. when you get dragged to a frat party by your best friend chaewon, you're met with a heartbreaking sight. how do you fix it? run.

warnings/tags જ⁀➴ angst, hurt/comfort, college!au, lacrosse player!megan, sports medicine major!f!reader, established relationship, changmin tbz gbf, cheating, happy ending (?), nsfw content, 2 different nsfw scenes, g!p daniela, car sex, riding, cumming inside, brat taming kinda, mean dom!megan, g!p megan, degradation, daddy kink, oral, unprotected sex, backshots, aftercare

minors dni

no wc i wrote this all on tumblr wtf ; i was so mixed with how to end this so erm here 💀 i tried to appease everyone a bit ; i don't condone cheating at all dont do it pls 🙏 ; cheer captain!sophia fic coming soon 😋

part one

you officially survived the worst year of your life. you thought junior year in high school was hard? this was triple that. with the amount of exams, projects, and other curriculums, you were beyond exhausted. you were here on a scholarship, but not a sports scholarship like megan. you struggled to keep up with everything, including your sanity.

things were going great with megan. two years into the relationship and she was just like she was at the beginning. a bit cocky, smooth as ever, but would still panic if you smiled at her like the loser she was. she always promised that she wasn't going to let you go, that she wouldn't do anything stupid like the few first months you spent with her during the recovery process.

and you believed her.

the school year was over, and that meant the start of parties every weekend. you weren't one for parties, especially after the last one you went to, so you immediately declined when chaewon brought it up.

"i'll just stay inside." you told chaewon as you sat on the couch.

"but it's the first party of summer!" chaewon whines.

"and i don't want to go. i'll ask meg if she wants to do anything." you reply.

"but she's going!" chaewon whines even more.

you look at her with furrowed eyebrows. "what?"

"you have to go, please!" chaewon clasps her hands together.

after a moment of deciding, you give in. "fine."

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

and that's how you found yourself getting ready for this party. it took you thirty minutes just to pick something to wear, not receiving any help when you texted megan and she responded with "wear whatever you like! :]".

in the end you opted for something cute, but not too much. not like you would anyway.

chaewon was waiting when you exited your room, and she grinned seeing you. "you ready for this?" she asks.

"i guess." you shrug.

"hell yeah." her smile grows bigger.

you're thankful it only took a few minutes drive to get to the frat house, meaning you could leave and find your way home if you were really hating it there. but you still weren't prepared for the loud music and bright lights as chaewon dragged you inside by your arm.

"drinks?" chaewon says, not giving you an opportunity to say no before she grabs two cups and starts pouring liquor into them.

"chae remember last time–"

"yes, i know." chaewon interrupts you, handing you a cup. "but you'll be fine, i promise."

"whatever." you give up with an eye roll, taking the cup and drinking from it. "dude, is this just vodka?"

"and some sprite." chaewon waves her hand. "c'mon. let's have fun!" she grabs your arm again and drags you throughout the house.

as she pulls you around, you try to spot megan, or someone from the team. she did tell you she would be coming, so you were expecting to find her somewhere in this house. but when chaewon suddenly stops in the middle of the living room to start dancing, you forget about it fairly quickly.

multiple "chaewon professionally mixed" drinks later, and you feel like you did at that party two years ago. only this time, nothing bad happened, yet.

"yn!!"

you hear your name from behind you and you turn, seeing your bestest guy friend, changmin.

"minnie! hi!" you smile widely, hugging him.

"woah, how drunk are you?" he asks, holding you to keep you up straight.

"i've only had a few drinks." but your words are slurring together. "have you seen meg anywhere? she told me she'd be here." a pout forms on your lips.

changmin freezes, but you're too far drunk to notice it. "she left a bit ago." he lies, hoping you'll believe it.

but you've known him since middle school, you know when he's lying. "why are you lying to me?" you pout even more. "you know where she is, don't you?" you ask.

"no! really i-i don't!" changmin shakes his head quickly.

your eyes narrow, and he knows he's in deep shit. "yn–look, she's–" but you're walking off before he can finish his words.

you hear changmin calling your name the further you go into the house, but you ignore him as you keep walking, asking almost every person if they've seen any sight of your girlfriend.

"last i saw she went into the bathroom with some chick. thought it was you."

you couldn't even respond, just pushing past everyone as changmin continued to hurry after you while yelling your name.

"yn! stop! i swear it's–"

you stop in front of the bathroom on the first floor, your hand inching near the handle shakily. with a quick breath, you open the door swiftly, and freeze.

megan, and a girl that wasn't you. megan, and a girl that wasn't you.

your voice is quiet when you say her name, cracking in a way she's only heard once before, and the athlete immediately pulls away from the other girl, looking at you with wide eyes.

"yn–"

but you're already turning and bolting out. you push past changmin on your way, who's looking between you and the bathroom with wide eyes.

"yn!" the male yells, running after you.

you run into a body, and you try to push past, but arms grab you and keep you in place. looking up, you see sophia laforteza. the captain of the cheer team.

"yn?" she lets out, her face contorting into concern. "are you okay?"

"i-i can't–i'm sorry–i–she–"

changmin runs up to you two, panting heavily. "yn! look! its! oh hi sophia!" he smiles, holding up a hand to wave.

"what happened?" sophia asks changmin.

"um!" changmin stands straight. "nothing!" he lies.

"yn!" megan's voice is heard somehow over the music, and sophia sees her appear leaving a bathroom and a girl leave a second later. "baby, i swear it's not what it looks like!"

sophia glances between you, changmin, and megan who's getting closer before landing on changmin. "i'm taking her home." she tells him.

"good idea!" he nods quickly. "i'll deal with megan, you go."

sophia looks down at you. "yn, i'm going to take you home, okay?" she says softly so only you can hear. all you do is nod in response, and she wraps her arm around your waist to keep you from stumbling as she quickly walks out of the house.

everything after that felt like a blur. the drive back to the apartment, getting inside the apartment, laying down on your bed. you could barely even process sophia saying she'd be in the living room if you needed anything, and then the door closed.

deep inhale.

exhale.

then the tears came.

you didn't even notice at first, grabbing the closest thing to you which of course happened to be one of megan's hoodies, bringing it close to you as a choked sob leaves your mouth before you can think.

again. it happened again. what she promised she wouldn't ever do because she knew that you had already gone through it once before. you knew it. you let your walls down, and something always happens. you should've been used to it by now. but you can't stop the tears from flowing down your cheeks and the sobs wracking your body. you shouldn't have gone to that party, you shouldn't have let chaewon convince you, you shouldn't have thought megan would never do something like that. athletes were all the same. you knew that. so why did you think you could change this one?

you cry into the material of her hoodie until you fall asleep from exhaustion. sleeping through the morning and waking up near noon. you open your eyes slowly, blinking to adjust to the sun peeking through your blinds, and you remember last night's events.

you turn over and grab your phone, unlocking it and seeing all the mixed calls and messages from different people. 3 texts, one call from changmin. six texts, 3 calls from chaewon. over fifteen texts, and dozens of missed calls from megan. you sigh and turn it off again.

getting out of bed, you walk out into the living room. to your surprise, sophia is awake on the couch. she turns her head hearing you come out.

"hey." she says softly.

"you're still here?" you mumble, rubbing your eyes with your hand.

"yeah." she nods, seemingly not fazed by your words. "chaewon crashed at kazuha's, and changmin said i should stay."

you hum, nodding your head. "thanks."

"no need." sophia shakes her head, standing up and walking over to you. "are you okay?"

you debate on how to answer. "i don't know." you answer honestly in a quiet voice.

sophia nods. "that's okay," she says. "you don't have to figure it out right now, but you know she's going to show up here sooner than later."

"i know." you mumble.

"what do you want to do?" sophia asks.

"i don't know." you shake your head. "fuck, i don't know! this is the one thing she said she would never do, and i believed her! i'm so fucking stupid." tears start building in your eyes the more you think about it, which sophia notices immediately.

"hey, hey." she grabs your hands. "it's okay, you don't have to know. it's okay, it's normal," she pauses. "do you want to see or talk to her?"

you think for a moment, and right when you open your mouth to answer, the doorbell rings repeatedly. speak of the devil.

you pull your hands away from sophia's and go to the front door, opening it to reveal a disheveled megan. she has faint bags under her eyes that are bloodshot and red and low, and you let out what sounds like a scoff.

"are you high right now?"

megan can't even process the tone of disgust in your voice when you speak to her, starting to stumble over her words. "i'm really sorry about last night but you have to listen to me. i-i didn't–she kissed me! an-and i was going to push her away and then you walked in and i-i know what it looked like but–"

"you didn't even try looking for me the whole party." you cut her off. "obviously you were too occupied to notice i was even there."

"baby, i–"

"don't," you tell her. "i can't believe you. why would you even encourage it enough for it to get to that point? miss star of the lacrosse team doesn't remember how every other girl on campus wants to fuck her?"

megan physically flinches at your words, the way you're saying it with pure anger but still calmly. she looks at the ground like a puppy being scolded, not knowing what to say. "i'm sorry." she says quietly. and when she looks up, she spots sophia behind you, and her eyebrows furrowed together. "what is she doing here?"

"she brought me home. y'know, like you did the last time." you answer without any emotion in your voice which scares megan.

"why?" megan has a sour taste in her mouth seeing the captain of the cheer team in your apartment.

"why?" you repeat. "you tell me." you cross your arms over your chest.

megan's eyes flicker from yours to sophia's, then back to you. "she didn't do anything, did she?"

a real scoff leaves your mouth, shaking your head. "wow. i can't believe you're asking that."

"it's valid." megan's voice lowers an octave. "she shouldn't be here."

"that's what happens when you make dumb decisions, megan." you tell her. "come back when you're sober and really ready to apologize, not fight the one person who cared enough to bring me back."

"i–" you shut the door in megan's face, leaving her stunned.

you turn and look at sophia who has yet to say anything during the whole conversation. "do you know any players on the team?"

"what?" she asks, looking at you with confusion. "i mean–i know dani obviously but not really. why?"

"nothing." you shake your head.

"okay..." sophia's voice trails off. "well, i gotta get to practice. so i'll see you around?" she says with subtle hope in her voice.

"yeah." you smile a bit at her.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

hours later, you find yourself texting daniela.

hey dani, are you doing anything rn?

daniela

no.

why?

can i see you?

daniela

???

it's about megan. she cheated.

daniela

im omw

and in ten minutes you were getting into the red mustang in just a hoodie and a loose pair of shorts. daniela looks over at you from the drivers seat, instantly sensing you were off.

"you wanna drive around a bit?" she asks.

"yeah." your voice is quiet as you answer with a nod.

"okay." daniela doesn't think twice before pulling off back into the street.

after a few minutes of quiet driving, you find the courage to speak.

"i found her in a bathroom with some girl," you say, your voice barely heard over the radio playing faintly. dani glances over at you, her eyes wide before looking back at the road. "changmin was trying to stop me, he knew," you pause, looking over at the latina. "did you know?"

"no." daniela answers immediately, shaking her head. if it weren't so dark, you would notice the way her fingers clutched the steering wheel tighter, her knuckles turning white. "god, she's fucking stupid." she spits out angrily. "i told her not to go multiple times, because she said she doesn't go to them anymore because of you. but no, she had to go anyway when i was asleep." she takes a look at you before continuing. "i guess this is a good time to say that chaewon and i aren't working out. same reasons."

she's short and abrupt, but you know exactly what she means. you know chaewon, and you know she wouldn't change if she was drunk enough to do things she would always do.

"i'm sorry." you don't know what else to say.

daniela just shakes her head. "i should've known better. no one else to blame but me."

"it's not your fault." you reach out and grab her hand that's shaking when you hold onto it.

daniela glances at you, before back at the road. "what are you doing?" she asks quietly, voice shaking like her hand.

"nothing." you shake your head. "are you uncomfortable?"

"no." she answers. she takes another glance at you, and then she's swerving the car around back in the direction of your apartment.

"you're taking me back?" you ask.

"yes." she nods. "i can't–i shouldn't–"

"dani." you cut her off, moving your hand down onto her thigh and feel her tense up. she looks at you. "take me back home?"

"fuck."

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

pulling into the parking spot with the tires skidding against the road due to the sudden stop. daniela turns off the car, taking the keys from the ignition and moves to unlock the doors when you grab her hand.

"in here." you tell her.

"wh–do you have a thing for my car?" daniela asks, her face red.

"questions later." you drag her into the backseat after you speak.

daniela barely has time to situate in the cramped backseat of her car before you're straddling her lap, knees bent and pressing into the leather material of the seats. "wait," she says suddenly. "are you–you sure you want to do this?"

"what did i just say?" you answer with a question, leaning closer to her so your lips were nearly touching hers. "don't overthink this, mami." your hands trail to the waistband of her grey sweatpants.

"fuck, you're gonna kill me." daniela breathes out shakily.

"didn't think you were like this." you giggle, and daniela swears her heart skips a beat. your hands start untying the string of her sweats, and she lifts her hips enough for you to pull them down along with her boxers, her hard cock finally free and slapping against her stomach with precum leaking from the tip. "fuck, you're so big." you purr, wrapping your hand around her shaft and giving a few slow pumps.

"shit!" daniela hisses, her hips bucking up into your hand. "please."

"please what?" you ask, staring into her eyes.

"please let me feel you." she whispers. "i need you so bad."

you smile, removing your hand from her and pulling your hoodie over your head, leaving you in just a bra and shorts. "you wanna fuck me, mami?" you throw your hair over to one side, looking down at her with dark eyes.

"yes." she nods surely. "please, ju-just this once."

with a nod, you lift your hips, pushing your shorts and panties to the side before slowly sinking down on her, a moan leaving both your lips as she bottoms out. you move a little bit, a subtle grind that has a small gasp leaving your mouth at the feeling. daniela's hands land on your waist, grabbing onto you as you slowly start rocking against her with soft moans leaving your lips.

"oh my god." your eyes roll back as you progressively speed up, hips lifting and snapping back down with perfection. "fuck, dani you're so big!"

"fuck." daniela breathes out, her dick twitching at your words. "can i–can i kiss you?"

you don't answer, smashing your lips against hers in a messy kiss with teeth clashing. she moans against your lips, starting to thrust up into you every time you go back down, her nails digging into your waist.

parting from the kiss, a trail of saliva connects between both your lips, and daniela's hands move to your chest, groping one of your tits with her hand. the whine you let out only encourages her as her thumb drags over your nipple past your bra. "you're so hot, hermosa. gripping me s-so tight–fuck!" she gasps feeling your walls clench around her.

the car is rocking with your movements, the windows fogging up due to the mixed heavy breathing and moans echoing in the car. you wrap your arms around daniela's neck, grabbing onto her while putting your face in her shoulder. "fuck, 'm gonna cum!" you whine into her hoodie.

you start to slow down, getting tired from all of it which daniela notices. hearing your words only spur her on, and her hands move to your waist again before she starts pounding into you hard and fast. you gasp sharply, biting her shoulder which has her moaning at the feeling. she feels her own climax approaching, her cock throbbing inside you desperate for release. "whe-where d'you want me?" she manages to get out.

"cum inside me." you tell her, making her breath hitch in her throat.

"what?" she lets out, her hips stuttering.

"cum inside me, please," you beg, face pressed in her neck moaning and whimpering against her skin. "i'm on the pill, i swear. please, dani. fill me up, please."

"fuck," daniela curses repeatedly, her hips moving out of pace out of pure desperation. "shit–you're so fuckin' tight–fuck 'm gonna cum!"

a few thrusts later and you're moaning loudly into her neck, your body trembling with the force of your orgasm as daniela cums at the same time – letting out a long groan as her hips still and you feel thick ropes of her cum shoot inside you. you slouch against her, breathing heavily with your eyes closed. daniela wraps her arms around you, running a hand through your hair.

"you okay?" she asks after a moment of silence.

"yeah." you say quietly. "you wanna come inside?"

"huh?" daniela lets out. "i don't think i should." she mumbles.

you pull your face away from her neck, looking down at her and seeing the look on her face. "dani," you say, and she looks at you. "are you okay?"

"meg's gonna kill me." she says quietly. "i–we're so fucked."

"just don't tell anyone, okay?" you tell her.

"oh my god, i wasn't going to, i swear!" she quickly shakes her head. "i-i won't."

"then, i'll see you around?" you say.

she nods. "yeah."

you nod, climbing off her lap and letting her slip out of you. you sit next to her in the backseat, pulling your hoodie back over your head. it's quiet for a few minutes before you look over at her. "dani?"

"hm?" she hums, looking at you.

"you were really good." you tell her with a small smile.

her face turns red at your words. "thanks." she says softly.

"i'll see you later." you press a quick kiss on her cheek before opening the door and climbing out. daniela pulls her sweats back up and gets out as well to get back into the drivers seat, when another car comes to a abrupt stop in the parking spot next to daniela's car.

m3 bmw.

megan.

shit.

megan gets out of her car, closing the door a little harder than she wanted when she sees you climb out of the backseat of daniela's car. "yn!" she calls your name, jogging up to you. "i've been texting you all day!"

you don't know what to say, and your quiet response has megan looking between you and daniela. her eyes scan over you first, then daniela. then it clicks.

"are you fucking serious?" she spits out in a tone you hadn't heard before.

"nothing happ–"

"shut the fuck up, dani." megan cuts her off, her eyes narrowing as she takes a step forward and grabs your arm. "we're going inside."

"what?" you let out. "megan, you can't just–" she turns her head and gives you a look, and you instantly go quiet.

before you can even process what's going on, megan has your key in her hands and is unlocking the front door, dragging you inside behind her and slamming the door shut.

"what the fuck was that?" she hisses.

"it was nothing." you shake your head.

megan grabs your cheeks with her hand in a firm grip, making you look up at her with big eyes. "that wasn't nothing. you let her fuck you, didn't you?"

"what? don't like it when it happens to you, puppy?" you say before you can think of how she'd react to it.

her jaw clenches, her eyes dark, and you know you fucked up. "you did?" her voice is low as she questions you. "you fucking slut."

you flinch at her words, and a short yelp leaves your mouth as she pulls you into your bedroom. she tosses you onto the bed – not gently, but not without any care either.

she starts rambling in a mutter that you can hardly hear, pulling her shirt over her head. "i fuck up with an accident, and you go and fuck my best friend. i try apologizing and you have the cheer captain in here. did she fuck you too? or were you just waiting for that one?"

you stare at her with wide eyes as she speaks, climbing onto the bed and pulling your hoodie off you, and you open your mouth to speak but interrupted with a gasp as she pulls your shorts off your legs and immediately plunges two fingers in your sopping wet pussy.

"f-fuck!" you grab her wrist tightly, nails digging into her skin. "meg–wait!"

she feels you clench around her fingers and pulls them out, seeing the mixed liquid of your slick and dani's cum. she looks at you with pure red in her eyes. "you let her cum in you?" she spits out.

"megan, i swear–"

"uh-uh." she shakes her head, grabbing a fistful of your hair and tugging on it. "try again."

a whimper escapes your lips realizing what she wants. but you know better than to continue acting up when she was already at this point and you hadn't even started.

"daddy, please i swear i-i didn't–"

"didn't mean for her to fuck you?" megan cuts you off. "did she make you cum? did she make you feel good? hm?"

"yes." you whimper again. "n-not like you though, daddy, i-i swear."

"yeah?" she says, making you nod quickly. "we'll see about that."

she unbuckles her baggy jeans before kicking them off her legs, proudly showing her hard length straining against her boxers. she grabs your legs and pulls you closer to her, right so she's pressing against you, the heavy weight of her cock on your dripping cunt making you whimper. you try to grind your hips against her for any friction, only for her to grab your hips and keep you pinned down to the bed.

"you want me to fuck you? you're gonna have to earn it, princess." she tells you, her voice low and serious despite the soft petname leaving her mouth.

megan tugs her boxers down her legs, and lets out a little sigh as she's free from the confinement. "on your knees."

you quickly move so you're on your knees in front of her, her cock right in front of you as you peer up at her with big eyes. she doesn't say anything, just grabs her length with one hand, the other on the back of your head pushing you closer. parting your lips, you let her slide into your mouth, her weight heavy against your tongue as she keeps going until she nearly touches the back of your throat. before you can even start sucking her off, her other hand grabs your head, keeping you in place as she slowly thrusts her hips.

her tip hits the back of your throat, and a small gag comes from you at the feeling, your hands grabbing her thighs tightly. she continues with the shallow thrusts, letting out quiet sighs and moans while mumbling praises.

"taking me so good. so good for me, baby–fuck." she starts moving her hips a little faster, making you gag more around her. "my good girl, my pretty girl." she pushes your hair out of your face and holds it in a makeshift ponytail. there's tears trailing down your cheeks, saliva dripping from the corner of your lips as she fucks your throat, and the sight alone is enough to make her cum.

she suddenly pulls you off her, a gasp coming from you as you take a breath and breathe properly, your throat aching slightly. "on your stomach." she tells you, letting go of your hair finally.

you quickly turn so you're facing the headboard as megan props a pillow underneath you to make it easier. what a sweetheart she was even when she was angry, always making sure you were comfortable.

she lines herself up with your entrance, head of her cock nudging against you as she grabs your hair again, tugging you back. "color?" she asks.

"green." you answer shakily.

"good girl." she lets go of your hair and pats your cheek a little aggressive. "now apologize."

"i-i'm sorry." you whisper.

"louder. mean it."

"i'm sorry, daddy." your head drops down, hair covering your face and tears in your eyes. "i'm sorry. i'm sorry."

megan hums, hands on your hips as she thrusts inside you all the way in one rough stroke, making you gasp sharply. "i believe you, babygirl. you just sit here and be good for me, 'kay?" she gives you no time to adjust before she pulls out and slams back into you, going hard and deep, slowly building her pace.

"o-oh my god–fuck!" you moan out loudly, head falling down on the pillow in front of you. "to-too much!" your arm reaches behind you in an attempt to grab her, your other clawing at the sheets beneath you.

megan grabs your arm, but instead of intertwining your fingers with hers like she normally does, she pins it against your back and pushes down. not enough for it to hurt, but enough to keep you from moving around. she doesn't slow down, her hips snapping against yours at a fast momentum, the angle making her go deeper inside you.

"you can take it. you will."

the headboard is hitting the wall repeatedly in rhythm with her rough thrusts, the bed creaking underneath you and your moans louder than anything else. you're practically ripping the sheets with your hand, trying to ground yourself with how good megan was fucking you right now.

"f-fuck, daddy–feels s-so good!" your hips start pushing back against her every time she pushes in, letting out a whine when she grabs you harder to keep you from moving.

"i know, baby." megan replies tauntingly. "no one can fuck you like this, right? no one can make you feel like this?"

"no-no daddy!" you shake your head. "jus-just you–shit! only you can make me feel th-this good!"

"good girl." megan finally breaks a smile, even though you can't see it. "tell me you love me." she speeds up, her thrusts going more rough than ever.

you can't even process the words, just hearing them and obliging without hesitation. "i love you, daddy. i love you s-so much, i love you." your voice is muffled through the pillow, but it's enough for megan to hear you clearly.

"i love you too, baby. more than you know. love every part of you." she groans feeling you clench around her. "you gonna cum, baby?" she asks, but she already knows your answer.

"yes!" you sob into the pillow, tears running down your face and drool trailing from your mouth with all your moaning. "s-so close, 'm so close please let me cum pl-please!"

megan grabs your hair and tugs on it, arching your back as you gasp. "say you're mine," she says. "i wanna hear you say it."

"i-i'm yours, jus-just you–shit!" you can feel your climax approaching quickly, and your eyes roll back when you feel her nudge your g-spot. "fu-fuck, i'm yours–oh my god, i'm gonna cum!" you whine.

"yeah? you gonna cum all over my cock like a good girl?" she says, and you nod the best you can with her grip on your hair still. "go on, baby. cum for me."

as soon as the words leave her mouth, a loud moan leaves your mouth, jaw slack as you cum, your body shaking with the force of it. megan lets go of your hair and arm, grabbing your hips and starting to lose her rhythm, getting close to cumming with little moans leaving her mouth.

"gonna fill you up, give you my babies–fuck, you want that? you'd look so pretty all full and swollen with my cum, just for me. only me." she starts muttering in a low voice that you can barely hear her. "my pretty girl. my good girl. my girl. mine, all mine. mine. mine. mine. mine–" she's interrupted by a high-pitched whine falling from her lips, her hips finally slowing to a stop as she cums, her tip pressing against your cervix lightly.

the room goes quiet apart from the heavy breathing from you two and the ac blowing through the vents. megan slowly pulls out of you and falls down beside you while you lay on your back now, chest heaving up and down with deep breaths.

she rolls over onto her side to look at you better, brushing your hair out of your face. "yn?" she says softly. you look over at her with tired eyes – real tired eyes, not just the low, dazed ones after sex. you were visibly exhausted in your eyes, and megan feels her heart ache at the sight. "i'm so sorry. i know i'm stupid for not realizing she was flirting with me, i know i'm stupid for going into the bathroom with her, but you have to believe me that i was pushing her off when you came in and saw. i swear to god, please."

she's genuine, you can tell. she's telling the truth, you're almost completely sure. "and if you're just saying that to make me feel better?" you ask quietly.

"if i was going to do that i would've said i was drunk and didn't know what was going on," she replies. "i don't lie to you, i could never lie to you."

you're silent for a moment before you speak up again. "i'm sorry too," you whisper. "i just–you know that's the one thing i can't go through again. i panicked. i thought the worst, that you didn't really love me." your voice cracks, tears welling in your eyes. "i didn't know what to do. i love you so much and i was so scared. i was so scared that you didn't love me the same."

megan pulls you into her arms, your head tucked under her chin. "i love you so much, so much. i do, i swear i do. you don't even know how much I love you. i love you more than anything else. i will only love you for the rest of my life, i promise." she tells you, pressing a kiss on your head.

closing your eyes, a few tears trail down your cheeks at her words. "i love you," you say quietly.

"i love you too," she responds in the same voice. "let's get in the shower, then we can lay down, 'kay?"

you nod, arms wrapping around her. "can we stay like this for a minute?"

megan glances down at you, smiling a bit. "yeah. we can do that."

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