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athenasilver7 · 8 months

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Could I request ohshc x reader headcannons (separately) where reader is being bullied and goes to them?

OHSHC (separately) x GN Reader

💙 Hikaru 💙

When you come to him crying about being bullied, he just about snaps.

When you tell him it’s been happening for months? He almost loses his damn mind.

“What do you mean ‘months’?! Why didn’t you come to me sooner?!?” He grips at your shoulders a little to hard.

Yeah, he flips out. Not his best moment, nor is it the best reaction to be having right now.

He feels so fucking bad when your crying increases, no thanks to him, obviously.

Hikaru takes a deep breath and calms down. He starts soothing you, holding you in his arm and rubbing your back, mutter a few apologies to you.

When you finally relax and are able to tell him all the details, well… let’s just say he makes a few calls.

Unfortunately, your bully stays at Ouran. So naturally Hikaru takes things into his own hands.

He starts pulling restless pranks on your bully until they get fed up and transfer.

🤍 Tamaki 🤍

Tamaki eventually catches you crying to yourself one day in the gardens. He’s obviously worried and rushes over to you and asked what’s wrong.

All you can manage to sob out is, “I-I’m getting b-bullied…”

……

………….

He holds you tightly in a protective embrace, stroking your hair to soothe you as you cry against his chest.

He’s… quiet. Very quiet.

Tamaki waits patiently until you’re able to collect yourself. He caresses you cheek with a frown.

“My dear… Who is it? Who’s doing this to you?” His tone is low and his voice wavers as he talks.

You tell him who’s been bullying you.

He spends a few days conversing with your bully, trying to talk them in to changing their habits.

If you bully changes their ways, good. Tamaki won’t care for them, obviously, but he’s at least glad they’ve become a better person. And Tamaki will be practically glued to your side so this doesn’t happen again.

If your bully doesn’t change their ways, Tamaki will jump though hoops of several shenanigans to get them to stop and keep them away from you. If all that fails, he’ll reluctantly get his father to kick them out of the school. Ouran is no place for bullying, after all.

❤️ Haruhi ❤️

Well… that’s just not acceptable.

Haruhi, calmly, goes up to your bully and confronts them on their behaviour.

She’s unaware, but as she’s confronting them she’s roasting the hell out of them.

“I don’t know, bullying just seems like your lacking a hobby or something.” Her deadpan voice just makes the whole thing that much better.

Your bully scoffs and doesn’t let up as they continue to bully you the upcoming days.

Haruhi eventually snaps when she witnesses your bully trying to shove you into the fountain.

“Hey! Knock it off! Seriously, how childish do you have to be? Listen, clearly you have something going on in your personal life, and I’m sorry, but that’s no excuse to be taking it out on someone else. And if there isn’t anything personal going on in you life, then just screw off or else I’m telling the chairman!”

Your bully is baffled at Fujioka’s anger and backs off pretty quickly after that. Your bully even starts avoiding you in the hallways, keeping their distance. Haruhi just glares aggressively at them every time she sees them.

💗 Honey 💗

Tired from the constant bullying, you eventually spill your guts to him, bawling as you do so.

Honey is taken aback, but still obviously very concerned. And mad. Not mad at you, heavens no. Mad at your bully.

Granted, he maintains a calm composure on the outside to calm you.

He calms you by patting your head and whispering compliments to you, assuring you that the insults your bully throws at you aren’t true at all.

He offers you desserts and milk. You don’t want deserts? That’s fine, what do you want? You’re nuts if you think he won’t get you a crate of your comfort food.

The next day at school, all Honey has to do is walk up your bully, and your bully is immediately shaking.

Dude… Honey is practically a human weapon. Who wouldn’t be shitting bricks?

The glare on Honey’s face is not helping in the slightest.

Your bully is quick to run away, and transfers out of Ouran immediately.

🧡 Kaoru 🧡

Oh, sweetness… come here.

Lanky arms and legs wrap around you sloth-style.

He doesn’t know why you’re crying. He doesn’t need to know. He just knows that right now you need comfort, and he’s more than willing to give it to you.

I presses gentle kisses to your forehead and cheeks. “Shh, shh, shh… You’re okay. You can tell me anything.” He whispers.

And tell him you do.

He’s frozen for a moment.

He collects himself and goes back to comforting you, telling you how brave and strong you are, and that you should come to him sooner when you’re in trouble.

The next day, much like what Hikaru would do, Kaoru restlessly pranks your bully until they transfer out of Ouran.

Kaoru may be sweet and nice, but he’ll be damned if someone he loves is hurt and he doesn’t do anything about it.

🖤 Mori 🖤

You’re reluctant to tell him for a very long time. Mori is just so calm and tough, a-and… and you’re not. You don’t want to feel like you’re burdening him or relying on him, so… you bite your tongue and deal with it.

Mori, ever the observant one, is quick to notice your change in behaviour the past few weeks.

“Y/N.”

You startle as Mori’s deep voice breaks through the silence.

“…Yeah?” You slowly turn to face him, acting casual.

“What’s wrong.”

You don’t know how, but he managed to phrase that like it wasn’t even a question, he’s telling you to tell him what’s wrong.

You avert your gaze awkwardly and eventually spill the beans.

Mori listens intently, and when you’re done he hums and nods. He gestures you over to him and wraps a protective arm around you, rubbing your back and pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

The next day at school Mori, calmly, punches the wall next your bully and glares down at them. “…Y/N.” He says.

Your bully looks up at Mori with wide eyes, visibly shaking. “Y-Y/N?” Your bully asks, confused.

Mori nods, leaning down face to face with your bully. “Leave them alone.” He demands lowly.

Your bully scrambles a nod and hastily dashes down the hall. Your bully sure as hell never bothers you again after that.

💜 Kyoya 💜

Now, he’s quick to notice.

Although, he feels like an idiot for not noticing the first few days it started happening. But as the days went on, your facade slowly fell, and he quickly pieced everything together from there.

“…Y/N, is there anything you would like to tell me?” He asks casually, scribbling something down in his notebook, his tone implying that you will tell him something.

“…No.” You mutter.

Kyoya sigh and pushes up his glasses. “Are you certain?” He asks again, a twinge annoyed.

You fidget with your sleeves for a bit before telling him everything about the bullying.

That’s all he needed to hear. He wanted to know just how bad the bullying is from your end.

At that, your bully just ‘mysteriously’ disappears after that day.

You squint at Kyoya suspiciously after a month of your bully not being at school.

“…Did you kill them?” I ask Kyoya with wide, accusing eyes.

He huffs in frustration and places down his pen. “No. They just decided to transfer.”

“…Because you threatened them.” You accuse.

Kyoya merely sighs.

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babydollmarauders · 9 months

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WELCOME TO THE WORLD — JACK HUGHES

summary: in which Jack and y/n (lovie) announce Elio’s birth

part of the el!hughes au

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y/n.hughes our sweet baby boy, Elio Quintin Hughes, was welcomed into the world on April 16th at 4:43am, and we couldn’t be more in love

El is absolutely obsessed with “her” baby Leo, and we’re so excited to share the news of our blessing 🤍

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jackhughes so incredibly in love with you and our two angels

y/n.hughes and we love you back with all our hearts <3

colecaufield look at my god baby 🥺 boarding my flight right now! i can’t wait to snuggle him!

y/n.hughes get here quick! trevor is still trying to convince us that we should name him godfather!

colecaufield @/trevorzegras THAT’S NOT FAIR! YOU GOT THE LAST ONE!

trevorzegras YEAH AND NOW I SAW THIS ONE AND I WANT HIM TOO!! SUCK IT COCKFIELD!

y/n.hughes these are MY children. you know that, right? it’s important to me that you know that.

nhl welcome to the newest Hughes! congratulations 💙

_quinnhughes i’m so honored and feel so loved 🩵 i love all 4 of you

jackhughes but… me a little more than lovie because i’m your brother, right?

_quinnhughes sure bud

y/n.hughes i’m so grateful for you and your big heart <3

trevorzegras i’m taking him home with me, he’s mine now

y/n.hughes how about you settle for cuddles?

trevorzegras eh, i guess cuddles will work

dawson1417 the cutest baby! congrats!!

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jackhughes Elio Quintin Hughes- April 16th, 4:43am

my wife is a badass. plain and simple. not only because she pushed out our two beautiful children, but because she’s the strongest person i know. she’s been through hell in her life, and she only ever comes out stronger and wiser. but playing a large part in not only getting us together, but also being someone Lovie can turn to, and always being there for her, is my big brother Quinn. so we wanted to show thanks to him in the best way we knew how: naming our son after him.

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lhughes_06 i’ll be shown thanks next, right?

jackhughes for what? being lovie’s first child and being babied by her? no thanks

y/n.hughes leave my son alone, jack!

y/n.hughes i’m so grateful for you, quinn, and the whole Hughes family <3 i don’t know where i would be without you all, and i don’t WANT to know

jackhughes i love you so much, lovie

njdevils welcome to the team, Elio! congratulations Jack and y/n! ❤️

_alexturcotte he’s so cute, J! you guys make some adorable babies!

_alexturcotte now make another, i want MY god baby!

y/n.hughes IT’S BEEN 2 DAYS! i am NOT making another baby yet!

_alexturcotte you hate me

y/n.hughes give me 2 YEARS and then maybe we can talk!

nicohischier he’s beautiful 🩵 congratulations!

jackhughes thanks cap! i’ll text the team about meeting him tomorrow!

john.marino97 he’s precious! can’t wait to meet him!

#el!hughes au #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes fic #jack hughes blurb #nj devils #nhl fic #nhl imagine #faithlynn’s insta edits <3 #faithlynn’s writings <3

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christinesficrecs · 7 months

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Also, these gems are still on tumblr for your enjoyment. 🧡💙🧡 here, here, here, and especially this one. Oooh, this one too.

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mvltisstuff · 1 year

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Evan Buckley & female reader - a fic where instead of the firetruck crushing buck’s leg, it crushes the reader’s leg instead and the reader is in the firetruck when it explodes and Buck & reader have been engaged for 2 years. Buck is worried and scared and panics when he sees the reader underneath the truck. He helps her through the physical therapy of getting back her leg strength and helps her through how she is told she may not be able to be a firefighter again.

lots of angst, heartbreak, sadness, anger, fluff too 💙

love ur 911 fics so much ❤️‍🩹

are you with me - e.b

summary: request

evan buckley x reader

a/n: i’m so happy you guys like my fics, i have plenty coming your way soon 🩶 btw this started off pretty strong and idk what happened toward the end w the quality

it’s never realized how much calamity one person can cause in such a large city. people get in their cars to go to work, they order a package, they stop at the store, and the last thing they expect is an explosion right at their feet.

over three million people in los angeles, and one forced 30 tons of weight onto y/n’s leg. it was just work. something she does every single day. of course, nothing in life ever remains the same, but this is really something you can never expect. you watch it in movies, or you hear about it in the news, only until it happens to you.

she knew the bones in her leg were crushed upon the impact, the engine thrown on its side. buck watched from a distance, being held back by the police. he would do anything for her. he wanted to tear this kid to shreds. he saw y/n’s broken leg under the truck and her head weakly lifting up. he could almost hear the pained gasps and whimpers from her lips. y/n, on the other hand, felt like she was in the center of the ring, the joke of this kid.

all the bystanders watched the scene unfold, the boy trying to summon the captain of the 118. it felt unreal. the noise and the truck shaking the ground they walked on.

buck thought he hallucinated the sparkling ring on y/n’s hand, somehow managing to remind him of the fight he was about to do. he vividly remembers the day he got down on his knee, bargaining the rest of his life to her and crying when she said yes. the whole team had been there, watching from a distance as her hand covered her mouth and lifted him from the floor. their wedding was being planned, every last detail needing to be perfect for the couple.

most people’s instinct would be to run away, but buck wanted to run toward the chaos. if y/n was there, so was he. his life mission has been to keep her safe, and knowing someone went out of his way to hurt her makes him go crazy. the exact moment that freddie was taken down with his overcomplicated vest, buck found himself running to her. he instantly fell onto his knees, seeing the ash and tears on her face close up.

she wished she couldn’t feel it, but she felt every part of it. she didn’t know anything. was her leg even connected to her anymore? buck moved himself closer to her so she could hear him over the murmuring of watchers.

“hey! hey, y/n,” he starts.

“it h-hurts so bad,” she whines, making him grimace himself.

“son of a bitch, ok. we’re gonna get you out of there, yeah?”

“please,” she begs, almost inaudible. buck stands up, calling for anyone he can to lift the truck off her, which was almost impossible with a few people around. hen was on the ground, connecting machines to y/n’s harmed figure.

“hang in there, y/n/n,” she says softly. “we’ve got you.”

despite his entire body weight being used to lift the ladder engine, it didn’t budge once. the only thing it did was echo the raw screams from y/n, poisoning bucks ears making his heart speed up. the adrenaline pumping through his system was making him think he could do it.

“do you have anything on the truck we can use for leverage?” eddie asks to a panicked bobby, trying to save one of his workers and best friends.

“it’s too heavy, it wouldn’t work,” bobby says as a light goes off in bucks head.

“more people,” he mumbles. “we need more people! hey! all of you, get over here and lift this!” he shouts at the mob of people observing the accident. not hesitating, the civilians sprint over and grab onto any part of the truck that they can.

y/n was in grievous pain, dreading the agony that would come when they finally lifted it. she was right, it was tormenting, releasing shrieks she didn’t know she had. before she could rethink everything, she was tugged from under and flipped onto her back. buck couldn’t peel his gaze away from the blood that has completely stained her pant leg and the parts of her leg that should be inside of it. complete shock and fear took over his body, but not enough to stand there with her the whole time. he watched chimney and hen bandage up her leg and move her into the ambulance, where buck sat next to her. hen was in the back with him, chim being the designated driver. unfortunately, y/n had been awake for the entire experience. from the second the engine flipped, to the second she was lifted into the ambulance. as much buck was grateful that she was awake, he almost wanted her to pass out. she wouldn’t have to endure this much pain, despite the morphine kicking in.

y/n’s hand twitched in bucks, “buck?” she grumbles out.

“y/n,” he makes note of her panicked state. “i’m here, you’re ok. i’m not going anywhere, honey.”

“someone should tell the city that we need a n-new truck,” buck laughs at her mind and how it works before running a hand through her hair.

“you don’t have to worry about that,” says buck. “you have no idea how relieved i am that you’re ok.”

“we’re getting married soon,” she realizes. “shit, we were supposed to get married soon-“

“shh, it’s all gonna work out, ok?” buck reassures. “i’d marry you no matter what, broken leg or not.”

“promise?”

“i promise.”

the hours sitting in the waiting room were grueling. maddie had left to be with buck, watching the entire scene go down on the news. even her heart ached, watching someone she already considers family have to face something like this. the whole team was anxiously waiting for the surgeon to come out and say she’d be ok. she held them together like a true family, being the most stable relationship they had. she was the part of the station that made their bond unbreakable. watching her vulnerable condition under that truck was almost intolerable. the time that she wasn’t in work felt like a missing puzzle piece.

weeks had passed since the bombings of LA, and buck had been there every single day. in sickness and in health, he hasn’t said the words out loud, but he swore to that since the day he met her. he knows that she would do the same exact thing for him, and he would spend every single day helping her.

y/n felt completely isolated in their small apartment, barely being able to leave the first floor. she craved work, she desperately awaited the day that she could return, but the injury in her leg hadn’t resolved. no matter how many times she tried to convince herself, she didn’t know if she’d ever be a firefighter again. at some point, she almost envied her fiancé for being able to go to work. he felt so bad for her, just wanting to give her her life back. the weekly doctors appointments were draining her of almost everything she had, every single one proving nothing. nothing that meant anything. the situation was completely out of anyone’s control, and she had consumed so much anger about it. anger at the doctors, the therapists, the kid, the 118, everyone around her.

buck was forced to sit back and watch, to act as a shoulder to cry on. he was the third crutch, the person she leaned on when she couldn’t stand on her own. there was no way in hell she could’ve done it alone. buck was the one to drive her to every appointment and helped carry some of the burden.

at the end of the day, there were two things that scared y/n the most. losing buck and losing her job. the two things that got her out of bed and the two things that gave her a true meaning. as time passed and every request to be back at work was denied, she swore her heart hurt more than her leg.

“y/n?” buck called out after arriving back home. she had been on the couch, watching another drama series about firefighters. “hi, how are you doing?” he asked when spotting her in the living room. she didn’t respond, just looked at the television with the volume low. he went and sat next to her.

“what’s wrong? did something happen?”

her eyes had already been bothered from tears of anger and frustration, and he could clearly see that with his own. “they called again.”

“wasn’t the answer you wanted?”

“i have been pushing myself every day for approval, and i have not gotten anything for it,” she says, dryly. “i have been killing myself to go back to what i love and why am i not getting anything?” her voice cracks.

“listen,” he tries to distract her from her own negativity and forces her to look at him. “i know you’ve heard this a million times, but you have to let yourself take the time to heal. if you go back too soon, you’re going to make it worse.”

her nose scrunches at bucks words, causing her to sniffle as he continues. “i know, it sucks, and i am so, so sorry. it’s just that none of us want to see you do more harm than good. we need you back as a firefighter, but i need you back to normal first. you’re worth so much more than this, and this injury is not going to take you out, we all know it.”

y/n opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out besides the small beginning of a word. she knows he’s right, but having to come to terms with that is the hardest part of it all. she begins to cry lightly again, her face in her hands as she leans forward. buck slides over, wrapping his arms around his distressed fiancé.

y/n took bucks advice, and now, she stands in the entrance of the firehouse. she walks in to see her uniform waiting for her in her cabinet, her gear untouched, and it feels like she was here yesterday. she feels at home here. buck follows her in, grabbing her hand and they restart the rest of their lives.

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headcanonenthusiast · 6 months

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Alex Keller x chubby reader headcanons

Guess who's back with a 3rd Alex post in 3 days? These headcanons will be entirely SFW, focusing on a chubbier, gender-neutral reader, because Lord do we need more headcanons on this man, especially with chubby readers 🥲

Just a quick reminder that y'all are beautiful, no matter your weight 💙

Enjoy!

-Ik I mentioned this in my NSFW Alex headcanons, but that one (obviously) was more sexual. But, he will still force you in front of a mirror, even in a non-sexual context, arms hugging you from behind while he whispers in your ear about how beautiful/handsome you are.

-His fingers trail on each and every stretch-mark, observing them with pure delight.

-And if you dare to complain about them, he's shutting that right down.

-"What do you mean you don't like 'em? They make you look like a tiger, and everyone loves tigers."

-"Yeah, but tigers aren't chubby."

-"They can be. And when they are, they're extra cute."

-Probably proceeds to show you this pic as well

-Your belly has become his personal pillow.

-Its also almost like a stress ball to him, too. He'll softly knead at it like dough when y'all are cuddling, pressing kisses to the skin and tickling you with his facial hair.

-When he gets home from a particularly long deployment, all he wants to do is just bury his face in your belly and forget about life for a while.

-Will also ask for pictures of your tummy while he's away. Tells you how much he can't wait to come home and cuddle with you.

-"That belly is the perfect pillow for me, baby. Can't wait to get home and fall asleep on you ❤"

-Absolutely doesn't take anyone shaming you for your body. He probably gets more pissed than you do, but he isn't super confrontational. As much as he'd like to knock the person out, he doesn't, and just leads you away instead.

-If those harsh words get to you, he'll drag you back to the mirror and gently ask you to tell him the specific things you don't like about your body. Then, he'll caress and compliment whatever you point out.

-"What do you mean your thighs are too big? They're literally the softest things in the world. You're nothing short of a warm, cozy pillow, baby. My pillow."

-Also has an obsession with your thighs. Please let him kiss and squeeze them, he'll probably never be happy again if you don't.

-Can't stop touching your stomach. He's also obsessed with that.

-He'll make you feel like the most beautiful/handsome person in the world just with his words, which are always sincere.

-"Hope you know that you've got the best smile, baby doll."

-If you're at a stage in your life where you actually want to lose weight, he hopes you do it for yourself and noone else.

-Always reassures you that he'll love you no matter what you look like.

-"I don't care what you look like, baby. You'll look amazing no matter what you do."

-Will actually help you work-out if you wanna try it. Always there to encourage you and honestly just sees it as more time spent with his wonderful partner.

-Also, he'll only be wearing a thin white shirt and gray shorts while exercising. Do with that what you will 🤭

-Goes clothes shopping with you a lot.

-If you find clothes that you really like but they don't fit, he'll rub your shoulder comfortingly while searching the racks for another size.

-And if the store barely has anything that fits you? He's fuming about it on the way home and then tries to see if he can get you something customized to fit you.

-Enjoys bathing with you just so he has an excuse to touch at and clean your body. Rubs soap all over your tummy and makes sure it's all nice and clean so he can fall asleep on it later.

-Picks you up constantly and grins when it makes you giggle.

-Once when you were especially sleepy and he made breakfast, he simply just scooped you up, carried you to the dining table and grabbed you a plate. You were definitely 100% awake after that.

-His lap is always avaliable for you to sit on.

-Sometimes pouts when you don't sit on it and looks at you with the saddest eyes until you do.

-"Aw, is my lap not comfy enough for you, dolly?"

-And if you insist you'll crush him, he looks at you like you have 5 heads.

-"Thats the craziest thing I've ever heard. Come on, love. Get your pretty/handsome ass over here."

-Pats his thigh when he wants you on his lap, too. His arms immediately wrap around you when you sit on him, giving you a hug so tight it takes your breath away for a sec.

-Never allows a negative word about yourself fall from your mouth.

-"Don't say that, baby. It's not true. Not at all."

-"I wish it wasn't so hard for you to see yourself from my perspective. You're amazing, sweetheart. Always have been and always will be."

-Would absolutely be a wonderful partner overall, no matter your body type or background. Alex genuinely couldn't care less about what you looked like, and would totally throw compliments at you so much you'd get flustered.

Let's gooo another one done! I'm sure y'all can probably tell that I'm chubbier myself, and as such I'm here to provide for my fellow chubby readers out there with content on this wonderful man 🙏

Feel free to leave requests on who I should do next!

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mountttmase · 1 year

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reader purposely getting ex!mason jealous and him reminding her who she belongs too! a little bit of everything angst, fluffy, smut ;))

Let Me Try Again

Note - hope you all enjoy 💙 feedback would be lovely as usual 😘

Pairing - Mason Mount x Reader

Word count - 4.5k

Warnings - fluff, smut and angst

Today was not supposed to be like this. You shouldn’t of been sat in the car next to your cousin’s best friend, you should of been sat next to Mason, in his car, before he opened your door for you to help you out. Leaving a kiss on your knuckles before he lead you by the hand up to the church where your cousin was about to tie the knot.

Instead your older cousin’s friend Ryan sat besides you, texting his mum to see where she and your mum we’re as you didn’t want to go into the church without them being there first.

‘They’re about five minutes away, we’ll get out in a sec’ he told you, looking over to see you staring out the window blankly. ‘You okay?’

‘Yeah’ you sighed, giving him a smile

Today was meant to me the day Mason finally met your family. Yes maybe at a wedding with everyone was a bit unconventional but it seemed the easiest way. You’d been together 8 months and the pair of you hadn’t managed to sort out a time to meet with your family due to his busy schedule and whenever he was free, your family seemed to be busy. It’s not even like you lived far from each other but for some reason it just never worked out.

It had been bubbling for a few weeks but everything blew up when you asked him to attend the wedding a few months ago. You’d had it all figured out however he had his own plans, telling you he wanted you to come with him to a wedding of an old family friend and wasn’t taking no for answer.

You’d argued about it for hours, in the end telling him that he never listened to you and you were done with his attitude. He always got his own way and the one time you asked him for something he couldn’t seem to do it for you.

He didn’t put up a fight, telling you to leave if that’s what you wanted and you left his house in a puddle of tears whilst he carried on life normally. You checked in with his instagram and whilst you knew it wasn’t a total reflection of him, he seemed happier with you gone. You thought you were happier too, but you knew deep down you missed him. Yes you had things you needed to work on but you were both too stubborn to be the first one to break it seemed.

‘I’m just gonna get out and stand for a minute, I don’t want my dress to crease too much’ you told Ryan, hopping out of the car so you could smooth down the silk skirt of the dress you were in. You felt good in it, wanting to look better than usual today in hopes it would lift your mood but it didn’t seem to be working.

‘Y/n?’ You heard, turning around to be faced with the last person you thought you’d see.

‘Debbie? What are you doing here?’ You questioned. Trying to play it cool and make out that you were happy to see her when inside you felt your heart drop to your tummy. You’d met Masons family a few times at games and when they’d popped round to his house sometimes. She was always sweet to you, making sure to question Mason on why he wasn’t putting effort into your family and he always promised he’d get better but never did.

‘The groom lived next door to us growing up, we know the family and him and Mase were little besties when they were growing up’ she smiled and you felt your face flush at the mention of his name. ‘What about you?’

‘The brides my cousin’ you confirmed, suddenly noticing his brother and father come over to see you and you let out a breath of relief as you noticed Mason was nowhere to be seen. ‘Well I guess I’ll see you in there? Maybe we can have a catch up later on?’ You smiled but your face soon dropped, watching Mason emerge from the drivers seat of a car that was parked opposite yours and he looked over to you instantly.

He looked good. Better than good, dressed in a grey suit that fitted him perfectly with his hair how you always loved it, short on the sides and long on top with his facial hair growing in longer than you’d ever seen it. You felt your knees weaken at the sight of him as your eyes dropped to the floor.

The next thing you felt was a hand on your shoulder, looking up to see Ryan peering down at you with a sympathetic smile.

‘You ready to go in?’ He asked and you nodded up to him with a smile. You got how it must of looked to the rest of them, like Ryan was your date and you were half thankful he was here with you now but you noticed how Debbie’s face had dropped a little bit.

‘I’ll see you guys later’ you nodded before linking your arm though Ryans so he could lead you up towards the church. ‘Thanks Ry’ you huffed as you finally got out of earshot from them.

‘You alright?’ He asked, knowing that it was Mason standing across the car park giving you daggers. Your family knew you had been seeing someone but only Ryan knew who Mason actually was.

‘I’m fine, I knew today would be hard but now he’s here anyway? What the fuck’ you sulked and you pouted up at Ryan as he let out a little laugh. ‘I had no idea they knew each other’ you explained as you made your way to your seats, saying a quick hello to your family and putting on your brave face.

Today wasn’t about you, so you pushed the thought of Mason to the back of your mind, thankfully he was sitting on the other side of the aisle and a row behind you so you could forget about him for a little bit, focusing on the ceremony until you had to make your way outside to mingle. After 15 minutes or so you took yourself off, walking along by the little lake so you could gather your thoughts but a cough made you look up into the nervous face of Mason.

‘Hey, y/n’ he smiled but you were unsure of what to do, your eyes falling to the floor and he rubbed the back of his neck like he always did when he was uncomfortable. ‘Sorry, I just didn’t want things to be weird so I thought we could talk? But I get it, I’m sorry I’ll go’ he half smiled before turning to walk away but he didn’t get very far.

‘Wait’ you called quietly and he was quick to turn around and face you. ‘It’s fine. It was just a bit of a shock to see you here. I’m guessing this is the wedding you wanted me to go to?’ You asked, rolling your eyes with a smile, making him laugh a little bit.

‘It is yeah. And I take it this is the one you asked me to come to?’

‘Yeah’ you breathed and you shook your head with a smile. ‘That’s just great’ you laughed, covering your face with your hands as you shook your head. ‘Just proves everything I said. We never did really know how to communicate properly did we’ you sighed, crossing yours arms over you body and you caught the upset look on Masons face.

‘Well I don’t know about that’ he told you with furrowed brows but you didn’t want to get into all that with him right now, looking over to all the other guests to see Ryan looking at you with raised eyebrows.

‘I should get going’

‘Why? Don’t want your date seeing us together?’

‘Are you jealous?’ You laughed, but he just scoffed at you, his cocky side now coming out to play but you were ready to give it right back to him.

‘Jealous? Of him?’ He smiled, nodding his head in Ryan’s direction. ‘Don’t make me laugh y/n. Why on earth would I be jealous of him?’ He asked and your confidence melted away a tiny bit until his hand found its way to your hip, his lips coming to your ear. ‘I’m jealous that he’s got you on his arm, yeah. You look amazing and I wish you were with me. But I’m not jealous of him in the slightest’ he told you confidently and you felt your legs turn to jelly.

‘I need to go’ you whispered, detaching yourself from him and rushing over to Ryan. He was quick to put his arm around your shoulder and bring him into your side, trying to comfort you and you tucked yourself into him.

‘You alright?’ He whispered and you nodded lightly.

‘He thinks you’re my date’ you told him, rolling your eyes and Ryan laughed out loud, causing your auntie to slap him on the arm to get him to be quiet.

‘Well I hope you set him straight’

‘I was sort of hoping you’d play along for a bit’ you laughed, but he looked horrified.

‘That’s so gross I can’t believe you’d even ask that’

‘Hey! I’m not that bad and I’m desperate here, Ry. Please just help me out’

‘What on earth are you expecting me to do?’

‘Nothing, just carry on as we have been. We’ve already fooled him as it is we don’t need to do anything more’

‘Fine, but you owe me’ he winked before holding his elbow out for you to link which you did quickly, following the rest of your family inside so you could grab a needed drink.

‘Who’s that boy you were talking too?’ Your auntie asked as you got inside, picking up a glass of champagne and passing you one. You didn’t like the stuff at all but it was free and you were hoping it might loosen you up and take your mind off of Mason, but he seemed to be everywhere you looked.

‘Just an old friend’ you shrugged, hoping that would satisfy her enough to leave the subject alone but luck seemingly wasn’t on your side today and she carried on.

‘You should get in there, he’s gorgeous’ she winked but you just rolled your eyes with a smile before going to speak to your grandparents, hoping they wouldn’t tease you about your love life too.

Mason was sat on the other side of the room thankfully when it was finally time to eat and you could only see the top of his head moving if you turned to face him so you put it to the back of your mind for a few hours, finally let your hair down and enjoy yourself a bit.

After the speeches, you were stood outside on the decking with Ryan, nursing your third glass of free champagne when you decided you were off to the bar for some something different. You hadn’t had anything to actually hydrate you for most of the day and you could feel your legs wobble as you made your way inside. Unfortunately the queue was pretty long but soon enough you felt a hand around your waist and a body press up against your back. You knew who it was instantly, the aftershave he had on was always your favourite and you unconsciously relaxed into his body before he held out a bottle of water in front of you.

‘What’s this’ you laughed, taking it from him and you felt his lips on your ear soon after.

‘It’s just water’ Mason murmured ‘don’t worry I haven’t done anything to it, the seals still intact’ he joked and you quickly inspected the lid before opening it and taking a sip. ‘See? All I’ve seen you drinking is champagne and you don’t even like the stuff’ he commented, your heart racing at the fact he’d been so observant with you and you were about to speak but your thirst took over you and you started gluging the water down.

Masons name was suddenly called from the end of the bar, and when you looked over there was an empty section that wasn’t in use where the bar manager seemed to be waving him over. He pulled you with him by the waist and the man gave the pair of you a smile.

‘Thought id save you queuing, what can I get you?’ He smiled and Mason looked slightly uncomfortable but smiled back at him.

‘Just a bottle of water please mate, and an apple juice’ he told him and with a quick nod he was off.

‘Trust you to get special treatment’ you laughed, turning to him but he looked a little embarrassed.

‘It’s not like I asked for it, I was happy waiting’ he told you, dragging you closer to him a bit and for some reason you didn’t fight him. It felt nice to be back in his company and sort of be on good terms. You kept your hands to yourself though, not wanting to give him any sort of weird impression but he didn’t seems to mind, his eyes flickering all over your face as you stood in front of him.

‘Here you go, you want it on your tab?’ He asked, setting the drinks down and Mason nodded before the guy walked off, leaving the pair of you alone again. He pushed the glass of apple juice over to you slowly and you looked up at him with curious eyes.

‘For me?’ You questioned and he nodded liked it was obvious.

‘It’s your favourite, right?’

‘Well yeah…’

‘I know your arms get weird if you drink too much. I’m just looking out for you’ He laughed, grabbing you a straw as you looked up at him through your lashes.

It was endearing how much he remembered, even silly things like how alcohol affected your body or how you liked to drink with a straw. You weren’t sure what to say or do though, frowning and becoming more confused when he turned you so your back was pressed against the bar and he stood in front of you, blocking your view of the whole room.

‘So what’s his name?’

‘What?’

‘This guy, what’s his name?’

‘Why do you care?’

‘I’m just curious. He seems really close with all your family’

‘Well that’s what happens when you all spend time together’

‘How long have you been together?’ He asked but you caught onto what he was insinuating right away.

‘Are you accusing me of cheating?’ You laughed but his face remained the same blank expression.

‘Not at all, I just think it’s weird how close you all are and we only broke up two months ago. It doesn’t make sense’ he commented and you were furious that he’d even mentioned it however you had been lying to him all day.

You scoffed, looking to the left of you where you caught sight of Ryan coming back inside, scanning the room, his eyes widening as he caught sight of the pair of you.

‘I should go’ you told Mason, pushing your way out of his grip and surprisingly he let you go. ’Thanks for the drink’ you whispered before stalking off to Ryan who tucked you under his arm.

‘Do I wanna know?’ He asked

‘He practically accused me of cheating’ you huffed ‘said you look too close to my family’

‘That’s because I am, this is so fucking weird, y/n just tell him’ he joked and you laughed along with him.

‘I will, I will. I just wanna make him suffer a little bit first’

You kept away from Ryan, but your eyes were fixed on Mason constantly, hoping to get under his skin. He was looking at you too, watching with wide eyes as you sucked your drink through the straw seductively and how your hips moved when you danced as the band started playing. You made sure to keep your distance though, whenever he slyly made his closer to you, you’d make sure you kept away and you saw how he pouted each and every time. You even lost him for a little bit while you were dancing, eyes constantly looking for him but it seemed no use, thinking maybe he’d left as he didn’t want to watch you teasing him anymore.

You made a quick dash to the loo a little while later and just as you were leaving you felt someone push you back inside and lock the door on the pair of you.

‘Mason? What on earth are you doing? You can’t lock me in here’ you laughed looking in the mirror and touching up your makeup as he stood with his arms crossed, blocking your exit.

‘You’re ignoring me’

‘How can I ignore you when you’ve disappeared for half an hour? What do you expect anyway? We’re ex’s Mason, we’re not supposed to speak’

‘But that’s not what I want’

‘Here we go again’ you huffed, turning to face him as you sat back on the sink slightly. ‘Everything’s all about what you want’

He didn’t say a word, just sighed as he looked to the floor, chewing his lip like he always did when he was upset. You hated the way he still had an effect on you and you felt yourself soften at his sad eyes.

‘This guy? Does he make you happy?’ He asked quietly, staring you down to see your reaction but you were done playing games with him now.

‘He’s my cousin’s friend, Mason.’

‘What?’ He asked with a disbelieving stare, his brows now furrowing.

‘He’s not my boyfriend or my date or whatever else. He’s my cousin’s friend, practically my family and I just went along with what you were saying because I didn’t want you to think I was some lonely looser’ you admitted

‘Oh’ he said, sounding surprised but you couldn’t look at him. Instead focusing on your fingers as you played with them in your lap. He didn’t move for a few moments, but you felt him stand eventually, making the few steps over to you before tilting your chin up so you’d look at him. His face was blank, you couldn’t tell what was going on behind his eyes but your heart was in your throat. ‘So you were trying to make me jealous on purpose?’ He asked, a small smile tugging at his lips and you knew he wasn’t mad at you.

‘Not on purpose’ you smiled and he raised his brows as if he didn’t believe you. ‘You just assumed and I didn’t correct you’ you shrugged as he stepped back before pulling you up and turning you to face the mirror so you could look at the pair of you. His hands settling on your waist and you instinctively lent back into him.

‘Look at yourself’ he whispered, lips to your ear as you felt your legs wobble, fingertips trailing up and down your sides making your arms erupt in goosebumps. ‘You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. I don’t care what you say, you’re mine and you always will be so yeah, seeing you with some other guy who I don’t know is gonna make me jealous’ he told you, your heart hammering as he kissed your neck before nibbling in your shoulder. ‘Mine, yeah? No one else’s’ he breathed and you were about to speak but the reflection of his eyes in the mirror made you stop. ‘You gonna let me show you?’ He asked, already gathering up the skirt of your dress so he could access you and you didn’t argue with him or push him off, just slowly rested yourself on your hands so you were slightly bent over for him, parting your legs as soon as you felt his fingers brush over your underwear. ‘That’s it, good girl. You know exactly what I want don’t you?’

You couldn’t reply, his fingers on your clit instantly, rubbing slow circles and you nearly lost your mind straight away. Mason was the last person to touch you like this and he was still as good as ever, seeming to know what your body needed more than you did and he teased the life out of you.

‘Mason’ you breathed as his fingers worked their magic on you and you heard him growl into your neck.

‘Fuck I’ve missed that sound’ he told you, his hand leaving your waist so he could unzip his trousers and pull himself free. It wasn’t long before you felt him at your entrance casing a loud moan to tumble from your throat. He quickly pulled his fingers from you, licking them clean before he was covering your mouth. ‘Quiet, baby’ he whispered and you had to grip the sides of the sink so you didn’t melt at his words before he was pushing into you.

You couldn’t deny you’d missed the feeling of him between your thighs, the way he filled you up like no one else could and the fact you could see him in the mirror and he was holding your eye contact made you want to scream on the spot. But he was right, you had to be quiet so you wouldn’t be caught.

‘Gonna let me fill you up, baby?’ He asked as you took a couple of his fingers into your mouth, sucking on them gently as you faintly tasted yourself.

‘Please, Mase’ you spoke around his fingers as you felt him thrust into you a little bit harder.

‘Good girl’ he breathed, kissing the back of your neck as he grabbed a handful of you bum. ‘You’ll be walking around with me dripping out of you soon. Cause you’re mine, yeah? No one else’s’ he told you and soon after you were cuming around him, the feeling of you pulsing around him causing him to follow not long after.

You felt him pull out and attempt to clean you up before pulling your dress down back to where it was and turning you to face him. He moved to touch your face, running his thumb along your bottom lip to clean your lipstick up before tucking your hair behind your ear as you adjusted the knot on his tie that had come a bit loose.

Unsure of what was going to happen next, you kept your eyes on his chest until he dropped his head to catch your eyes, forcing you to look at him.

‘What happens now?’ You whispered and his face softened instantly.

‘What do you want to happen?’ He asked, his hands settling on your hips. ‘I meant what I said. You’re mine, yeah? I still want you’ he whispered and you felt your heart thud in your chest. ‘But I get it if you need more time’ he told you with a smile and a kiss to the forehead. You wanted to tell him you were done playing around and you were his, but you knew it would take more than a quick fuck in a toilet to sort out all your problems and you didn’t want to pick up exactly where you’d left off. ‘As much as I want to spend the rest of the evening alone with you I don’t think it’s best we hide out in here. Maybe I could come find you in a little bit?’

‘Okay’ you agreed and with a quick kiss to your cheek, he opened the door and left.

You took a second to collect yourself, laughing at the fact you were trying to keep away from him you you’d just let him fuck you in here and with one quick glance over yourself, you left. You didn’t know who you were looking for or where you wanted to go, but when you saw Debbie stood talking to a couple of other women and you felt drawn to her.

She noticed you coming, waving you over with bright eyes and pulling you into a quick hug that made you smile. You had a quick catch up before the subject of Ryan came up where you assured her he was your cousin’s friend and she let out a laugh.

‘Well I know Mason will be happy about that he’s been a right mardy bum today’ she joked and you couldn’t help but giggle. ‘I don’t know what happened but he didn’t tell me things were finished until last week’ she told you, rolling her eyes.

‘Oh, really?’

‘Yeah, I think if the wedding wasn’t today, he wouldn’t of said anything for a lot longer. I always told him he’d be stupid to let you go’ she huffed and you gave her a small smile.

‘Look Debbie, I love your son, I really do. But sometimes he’s…’

‘A bit of an arse?’ She finished and you both erupted into giggles. ‘Trust me love, I know. I raised him. But I also know how kind he is and how loving he is and how highly he thinks of you. He wouldn’t of been such a grump seeing you today otherwise’ she told you and you nodded in agreement. Deep down, you knew all of this already. ‘Speak of the devil’ she whispered as you felt a hand on your lower back.

‘Hey, mum’ he smiled, leaning over to give her a kiss on the cheek. ‘Do you mind if I steal y/n for a bit?’ He asked sheepishly and Debbie’s eyes flew to meet yours so you gave her a small smile and a nod before she patted him on his shoulder.

‘Don’t mess this up’ she told him quietly and you all laughed as she walked off, leaving the pair of you alone.

‘Will you come outside with me?’ He asked you with a smile and you nodded before he grabbed your hand and took you onto the decking where most people were gathered now. The sun was almost set, turning the sky a beautiful orange and pink colour and even though it had been warm all day, there was a slight chill in the air. The fairy lights hanging along all the wooden frame work of the decking made you feel like you were in a fairytale as he lead you into the middle of the dance floor.

He turned to face you with a shy smile, quickly taking off his jacket before helping you put it on so you wouldn’t be cold and you felt yourself blush as his scent overwhelmed you. You couldn’t look at him, eyes on the floor until he took your hands in his, placing one on his chest before wrapping his arm around your waist, threading his fingers through yours on the other hand before pulling you even closer.

The music was slow, and the pair of you were silent as he gently swayed you from side to side. You rested your head on his chest whilst he placed his cheek on the top of your head.

You felt the tears in your eyes slowly form, being this close to him and not knowing what it all meant. You didn’t want to get your hopes up for him to tear you down soon so you started to pull away but he didn’t let you, holding you even closer to him before tilting your face up to his.

‘What’s wrong?’ He’s asked, face now looking at you full of sympathy as he realised how upset you were. ‘Talk to me’ he breathed but you just nestled your head into his neck, unsure of what you wanted to say. ‘Can I say something then?’ He questioned and you nodded, dropping you arms to around his waist as he looped his around your back. ‘I miss you. I miss you a lot and I know I didn’t treat you right in the end. I was selfish and immature and I completely get if you don’t want to be around me anymore. Im still learning I guess, like how to be good enough for you cause I know I wasn’t, but it’s pretty obvious we’re not meant to be apart. I know I let you down and I’m sorry’

You breathed out a sigh of relief into his neck, thankful you were both sort of on the same page. You missed him too and you knew you didn’t want to be without him anymore.

‘I’m sorry too’ you whispered pulling back to look at him but he seemed confused. ‘It wasn’t all you. I feel like we forgot how to talk to each other in the end. Like I planed this whole day out in my head and just assumed you’d come’ you chuckled

‘You don’t need to be sorry for that, it should of never of got to that point’ he told you, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. You both were a quiet after that, slowly swaying from side to side as you clung to each other but you still had a few questions for him.

‘Hey, Mase?’

‘Yeah’ he smiled, happy with the fact you’d used his nickname.

‘Why didn’t you tell your parents we were over? ‘ you asked and you saw his face drop as he shrugged his shoulders, his eyes looking anywhere but you as he clearly felt a little embarrassed.

‘Cause I didn’t want to admit it to myself. Telling them made it real and I knew I’d messed up’

‘Why didn’t you want to meet my family either?’

‘It’s not I didn’t want to’ he told you, finally looking down at you again so you could see the sincerity in his eyes. ‘Just scared I guess. I wanted them to like me’ he said and you gave him an understanding nod before he smiled at you brightly. ‘But you’ll be happy to know, I’ve spoken to your mum and I’m pretty sure she loves me’ he winked

‘You what?’ You laughed, pulling back so you could get a proper look at him but the way he was blushing let you know he was telling the truth.

‘Yeah, when you were shaking your bum trying to rile me’ up he joked and you blushed at him calling you out before he kissed your cheek gently ‘but yeah I went and introduced myself’

‘Wait, what did you say?’

‘I don’t really remember I was sort of bricking it. Told her I was a friend of yours and stuff but I think I made a good impression’

‘Oh yeah?’

‘Of course. She asked if I was single and if I would ever consider taking you out on a date’ he winked and you hid your face from him again, blushing furiously at the thought of your mum trying to set you up. ‘I told her I would love to, that I’ve wanted to for weeks and that I hope I could convince you cause you deserve to be treated like the princess you are’ he told you softly and you felt you eyes well up before you looked up at him. ‘So what do you say? Will you let me try again?’

You didn’t speak, afraid of how your voice would sound but you nodded up at him with a smile before he crashed his lips into yours. You didn’t mind though, you’d been itching to feel his lips on yours since the second you’d seen him get out of the car this morning and you completely lost yourselves as you stood in the middle of everyone sharing the sweetest kiss you’d ever had.

‘I bet your mum thinks I’ve put the moves on you quickly’ he joked as he pulled away and you quickly looked over to her, seeing her smiling widely with her hands clutched over her chest. ‘We should probably go and talk to her, I feel like I need to explain who I am properly’ he laughed and you smiled up at him sweetly.

‘How about you get me another apple juice first and then we go see her?’ Her you winked as he took your hand, slowly walking you back inside and towards the bar.

‘You drive a hard bargain’ he laughed and you followed him inside, your heart feeling more whole than it had in months. You knew it wouldn’t be easy and things would have to changed but as you caught the dimpled smile of your favourite brown eyed boy, you knew things would be okay.

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˗ˏˋ IN YOUR WILDEST DREAMS ! ´ˎ˗

Not Who I Thought pt 3 series masterlist

Lando Norris x ex!reader (almost Lewis Hamilton x reader)

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story replies:

GeorgeRussell: LOL WTF who tf is sending u that many roses??? Can I have some of the lego?

OscarPiastri: i told him not to you know, but he wouldn’t listen.

Lilymhe: oh, he didn’t

MaxVerstappen: want me to fight?

KellyPiquet: oh roses?…he trying trying

LandoNorris: i’m glad you both liked my gifts🤍

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Lando Norris Posted!

LandoNorris: i’m gonna get you back

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AlexAlbon: uh 🤨 yeah no that’s not happening

GeorgeRussell: not a chance mate

MaxVerstappen: this is surely not happening right now, i do not have the strength to fight rn but i will if i have to

DanielRicciardo: lol good luck on race day mate, you’re gonna need it

PierreGasly: Lando, don’t do this to yourself mate

OscarPiastri: told you not to do it.

Username2: oh he gotta work work to get her back, think he forgot she’s got all the other drivers as big brothers now lol

Username3: THEY’RE THE SAME ROSES THAT YN POSTED

Username4: We still don’t know what’s happened but if anything, i don’t think yn will forgive too easily

CharlesLeclerc: they don’t need their hearts broken again

LandoNorris: i don’t want to break, i want to be there

CarlosSainz: NOPE

LewisHamilton: not gonna happen mate lol

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yourusername: in your wildest dreams

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lilymhe: once again, marry me please

yourusername: leave Alex rn and i’ll do it

AlexAlbon: right well that’s rude

yourusername: get over it, i’m hotter than you anyway

GeorgeRussell: UH, I will not have you insult my boy like that✋🏼

yourusername: you officially have the least favourite uncle award now

GeorgeRussell: WHAT NO I TAKE IT BACK ALEX IS AN UGLY MF

AlexAlbon: wow ok

GeorgeRussell: Alex you’ll get over it, i NEED this award

AlexAlbon: you also need a world championship but you ain’t getting that either

yourusername: that must’ve hurt

GeorgeRussell: it did, can i be favourite uncle to make me feel better?

yourusername: no

MaxVerstappen: i can’t keep up with everything that’s happening, i’ve had Kelly keep a timeline for me

KellyPiquet: Max, please do shut up

CharlesLeclerc: since when did you and baby boy go to the beach and not invite me????

yourusername: maybe i didn’t want you here this time

CharlesLeclerc: pfffftt lies. Did you go with someone else?

yourusername: 🫣

CharlesLeclerc: GASP

LandoNorris: definitely in my wildest dreams

yourusername: not gonna happen

LandoNorris: doesn’t mean i won’t try

LewisHamilton: Always in my dreams. had a great time yn especially spending time with my favourite little buddy, but the view of you was always extra nice💙

yourusername: we loved being there with you Lew!💗

Username3: SHE WAS ON HOLIDAY WITH LEWIS??? LEW??

username4: love triangle trope? Lando, YN & Lewis?

username5: i’m on Lewis’ side

Username6: NOPE THIS IS NOT HAPPENING YN AND LANDO NEED TO BE BACK TOGETHERRR

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yourusername: we all deserve happiness💛

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MaxVerstappen: you’re all so cryptic i can’t stand it. Buddy coming round for dinner soon?

yourusername: always, he misses his auntie Kelly

KellyPiquet: in your face Max Emilian, i knew he preferred me.

yourusername: is my son just a way for you all to see who is liked the most?

GeorgeRussell: yes

AlexAlbon: yes

Carmenmmundt: yes

DanielRicciardo: yes

Lilymhe: yes

KellyPiquet: yes

CharlesLeclerc: yes

yourusername: you all need to get lives fr

GeorgeRussell: we have lives, a life where we want to know who Milo likes best

username5: MILO? GEORGE EXPOSING SECRETS AGAIN BUT THIS WAS NEEDED

Username6: so no one is gonna talk about how Lewis and his parents are on the second slide?? just me??

username7: who wants to bet that Lewis and yn are dating??

username8: there’s no true evidence of that other than lewis being close to yn’s son (which all the other drivers are too) and the fact they’ve been on holiday together, which yn goes on holiday with the boys and their partners.

username7: ah yes, but Lewis does not have a partner, he normally travels with family or friends, but this time he’s been spending a lot more time with yn and commenting flirtatious comments on her posts.

LandoNorris: little man Milo🧡 you look lovely yn

yourusername: thanks Lando, Milo say’s thanks for the gifts you sent x

username8: i think my head just exploded, i’m so confused???

LewisHamilton: 🙄

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Lando Norris stood outside the apartment door, his heart racing. He stared at the number, 12B, for what felt like an eternity before summoning the courage to knock. It had taken him almost 2 years to reach this point. He wasn't ready then, but he was now. He wanted to meet his son, Milo, and make amends for the mistakes he had made.

The door opened, and Y/N stood there, a mixture of surprise and apprehension in her eyes. She was as beautiful as ever, and for a moment, Lando was struck speechless. Her gaze softened, and she stepped aside to let him in without a word, knowing he had kept to his word, making the effort to come when she asked him to.

As he entered, his eyes were immediately drawn to the little boy playing on the living room floor. Milo. His son. The boy was a perfect blend of both him and Y/N, with bright eyes and an infectious giggle that made Lando's heart ache with both joy and regret.

But then Lando noticed someone else in the room—Lewis Hamilton. He was sitting on the couch, watching Milo with a protective intensity that Lando recognised. It was the same look he’d seen in the rearview mirror countless times, a fierce determination that said, "I will not back down."

"Hey," Lando said, his voice faltering. He hadn't expected Lewis to be here. He knew they were friends, but this was supposed to be his moment with Milo. He tried to hide his annoyance as he turned back to Y/N. "I didn’t know you had company."

Y/N bit her lip, glancing at Lewis before responding. "Lewis has been helping me out with Milo for a bit, since we just came off holiday."

Lando felt a surge of jealousy but pushed it down. This wasn't about Lewis. This was about meeting his son. Nodding, not knowing how to reply he knelt down to the little boy, trying to keep his voice steady. "Hi, Milo. I'm…I'm your dad."

Milo looked up, his eyes wide with curiosity. He didn’t say anything but continued to watch Lando intently. Lando felt a lump in his throat. This was his flesh and blood, a part of him that he had missed so much of.

Lewis cleared his throat, drawing Lando's attention. "Milo's a great kid," he said, his tone neutral but his eyes wary. "He's been a joy to be around."

Lando nodded, forcing a smile. "I’m sure he is. I’m here to…to get to know him, if that’s okay."

Y/N hesitated, looking between the two men. "Of course, Lando. I want Milo to know his father, but this isn't a half-arsed thing, it's a lot of work to care for a child, you can't just come and go whenever you please, you have to be all in."

Lando's heart sank at those words, but he couldn’t blame anyone but himself. He had made his choices, and now he had to deal with the consequences. He stood up, facing Lewis directly. "Thank you for being there for them, Lewis. Really."

"I'm not who I was before YN, i've grown up, I promise." YN just nodded slightly, breathing heavily.

There was an awkward silence, and Lando couldn't help but feel like an outsider in his own family. He glanced at Y/N, hoping for some sign of what she was thinking. "Are you two…?" He let the question hang in the air, not sure he wanted to know the answer.

Y/N and Lewis exchanged a look, one that spoke volumes. There was something there, something unspoken but palpable. Y/N looked down, her cheeks flushing slightly. "We're good friends."

Lando swallowed hard, feeling a mixture of relief and disappointment. "I see."

Lewis stood up, crossing the room to where Milo was playing. He picked the boy up, holding him with a familiarity that twisted Lando's heart. "I'll take Milo for a walk. Give you two some time to talk."

Y/N nodded, grateful. "Thanks, Lewis." Lewis bent down, giving YN a kiss on the cheek, almost as though he was marking his territory, telling Lando that YN saying they were 'good friends' was a lie.

As Lewis left the apartment with Milo, Lando and Y/N stood in an uncomfortable silence. Finally, Y/N spoke. "Why now, Lando? Why come back after all this time?"

Lando took a deep breath. "I wasn't ready before. I was scared, and I made a mistake. But I've grown up, Y/N. I want to be a part of Milo's life. And yours, if you'll let me."

Y/N sighed, running a hand through her hair. "It's not that simple, Lando. A lot has happened. Milo has grown up with Lewis around. He’s been more of a father to him than you have."

"I know," Lando said, his voice breaking. "But I want to change that. I want to make up for lost time."

Y/N looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of hurt and hope. "It's not just about you, Lando. It's about what's best for Milo. And I don’t want to hurt Lewis either. He's been so good to us, he does everything for us."

Lando nodded, understanding the weight of her words. "I get it. But I’m here now. And I’m not going anywhere, i'm going to be his dad, we can co-parent, and maybe...I could earn your trust back."

Y/N’s eyes filled with tears. "I just don’t know if I can trust you not to leave again."

"I won’t," Lando said firmly. "I promise."

They stood there, the air thick with tension and unresolved feelings. Lando reached out, taking Y/N's hand in his. "Please, give me a chance to prove it. I want to be a father to Milo."

Y/N looked down at their hands, her expression conflicted. "I…I need time, Lando. This is a lot to take in."

"I understand," Lando said softly. "Take all the time you need. I’m not giving up on us. On any of us."

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pedrithink · 1 year

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childhood lover ✩ kylian mbappé

summary: about getting married and having a life with your first love.

faceclaim: julie tuzet

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ynusername allez les bleus 🫡⚽️

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k.mbappe Mon porte bonheur 😍 (my lucky charm)

ynusername @k.mbappe heheh 🙈

user1 so pretty

user2 i want a love like theirs

user3 you’re so sweet

user4 i don’t know if i want to be kylian or y/n

user5 loving how you guys support each other 😓

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k.mbappe Merci d'être à moi et d'avoir accepté de passer le reste de ta vie avec moi. Tout en toi m'enchante et je suis reconnaissant de t'avoir à mes côtés. Je vous aime 😍 (thank you for being mine and agreeing to spend the rest of your life with me. everything about you enchants me and i am grateful to have you by my side. i love you!)

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ynusername je n'ai pas de mots pour décrire à quel point je t'aime. merci de m'avoir choisi comme épouse 🤍🫶🏻 (i have no words to describe how much I love you. thank you for choosing me as your wife!)

user1 @ynusername i’m fucking crying i love you guys so much

user2 @ynusername happy two years married, happy for you guys 🥺

user3 now we want a mini mbappé

user4 you are made for each other

user5 love is real and it was created by you guys

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ynusername celebrating two years of the best day of my life, it was literally my dream come true! <3

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antonelaroccuzzo 😍😍

k.mbappe Je n'oublierai jamais ce que j'ai ressenti quand je t'ai vu dans cette robe marcher dans l'allée, inoubliable. 😵‍💫 (i’ll never forget how I felt when I saw you in that dress walking down the aisle, unforgettable.)

ynusername et je n'oublierai jamais ce que j'ai ressenti quand je t'ai vu m'attendre là-bas 🫶🏻 (and i’ll never forget how i felt when i saw you waiting for me there)

user1 i hope one day 😭

user2 the most beautiful couple in the world

user3 it moves me to see how much you love each other

user4 honestly this is way better than romeo and juliet

user5 this is true love 🥹!! omg i can’t hold back my tears.

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ynusername our date nights are always the best ones! 💗

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k.mbappe ❤️❤️❤️

user1 we love to see you guys happy

user2 @disney i think you guys lost them but don’t worry!! they are fine and happy in paris 🫡

user3 my dream couple

user4 such a beautiful couple

user5 you both are so adorable

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k.mbappe Few months to be 3 of us. We are grateful that you chose us as mom and dad. 💙

(Mommy was grumpy in the last pic because she was hungry 🥹)

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ynusername we love you 🥲🩷

user1 OMFG

antonelaroccuzzo 😍😍

ethanmbappe ❤️❤️

user2 I WANT TO BE THEIR BABY

user3 this baby will be so loved, very happy for you! 🫶🏻

user4 you guys deserve it!!!

user5 BABY KYKY OMG

user6 ITS A BOY?

user7 @user6 i think so…..? BECAUSE HE PUTS THE BLUE HEART

user8 @user6 @user7 YEAH BUT Y/N COMMENTED WITH THE PINK ONE

user9 how to get inside someone's belly google search

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ynusername happy, expecting a baby boy and in paris :)

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k.mbappe The prettiest mom in the whole world!

ynusername @k.mbappe simp!! 😛

user1 how far along are you???

ynusername @user1 hey!!! 4 months 😁

user2 y/n, we’re so excited and happy!!!!!!!!! please share everything here

ynusername @user2 of course!!!!!!!! i’m so so excited as well

user3 do you already know the name??

ynusername @user3 we are so confused about it 🥲😓

user4 when is the baby due????? 😭

ynusername @user4 october 🙈

user5 the baby bump IM GONNA CRY

user6 ITS A BOY OMGGGG

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starryevermore · 7 months

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begging for you to take my hand ✧ leo campo

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request: leo campo requests?? did i read that right because yes please!! if you’d like to write something angsty with reader being in love with Leo but Leo loves Nikki? it can or cannot have a happy ending, whichever you feel like (although i am a sucker for happy endings hehe) but yeah and it can be anything you like

honestly anything with Leo you wish to write would be a great read 💙 thank you and no pressure, only if you’d like to - @sunshine-on-my-mind

pairing: leo campo x fem!reader

summary: you loved leo all your life, but he never spared you a second glance. when he finally starts to notice you, his attention is taken just as quickly. you’re ready to forget anything ever happened, but he can’t let you go.

word count: 5,717

warnings?: angst with a happy ending, pining, unrequited love (or so you think), insecurities, miscommunication, misunderstanding, love confession, ending is a little rushed, not proofread

Leo Campo was an easy man to love. What was hard, was not being the only person vying for his attention. And for most of your life, the person who won his attention was none other than Nikki Angioli. You understood, of course. Nikki was everything you weren’t. Beautiful, charismatic, smart as a whip. It was easy for Leo to love her.Whenever you were with Leo and Nikki, it felt like you were a third wheel. After all, they were practically born to be best friends. Their parents worked together, they got to see each other pretty much every hour of every day. Meanwhile, you were just someone they sort of…Well, not tolerated. It was more than that. You were sure they considered you to be a friend. But you were never someone they really sought out. You were there, and therefore you were their friend.

It’s just…it’s hard to be part of a trio. No matter how easy Percy, Annabeth, and Grover made it look, it was fucking hard. There was always, always, always someone left out. And that someone was almost always, probably 99.9999% of the time…You. You weren’t sure that Leo and Nikki meant to leave you out, but it always tended to happy. Perhaps it was because their families worked together for so long, perhaps it was because they were practically branded as besties ever since their mothers got pregnant, perhaps it was because they were twin flames or some cheesy shit like that. Whatever it was, you knew that you could easily fall to the wayside and neither of them would probably notice.

In a lot of ways, they didn’t.

It felt like every time something incredible happened to you, something awful would happen to either Leo or Nikki and all of the attention would be focused on making sure they were okay. If, Heaven forbid, something horrible happened to you, something would great happen to them and how dare you bring down the mood by talking about your struggles. Which—don’t get you wrong—it was absolutely valid to lend Leo and Nikki a shoulder to cry on or celebrate with them. It’s just, they so rarely kept the same energy for you.

The friendship fell apart quite easily. Between the rivalry between their fathers that forced Leo and Nikki apart and you taking on more responsibility at the bakery when your mother died, everyone drifted apart. You were still friendly when you saw them at school or around the neighborhood, and so were they, but it was different. It wasn’t the same, and you weren’t sure it ever would be. As you all got older, the distance grew even greater. Leo took on jobs at both his father’s pizza shop and at Luigi’s. Nikki moved to London to go to cooking school. And you…You stayed where you had been for years, working at your mother’s bakery, hoping that one day you might catch Leo’s eye.

Then, one day, it felt like the stars had aligned and all your wishes had come true.

You were about to close up the bakery for the night when the jingle of the bell above the door alerted you to the last minute customer. You barely looked up from your sweeping, shouting out, ��We’re closed! Come back tomorrow!”

“Ah, you’re really gonna turn your best friend away?”

The broom nearly fell from your hands. You tightened your grip on it as you looked up to see the beautiful blue eyes you always dreamed of. (God, this was pathetic, even for a hopeless romantic.) You swallowed hard. “Would you keep Luigi’s open longer just for one customer?”

“If it was for a pretty girl, I might.”

Was that supposed to be directed at you? Was he calling you a pretty girl? Or was Leo just being quippy? Fuck. Just being around the man made you an anxious teenager all over again.

You huffed out a laugh and shook your head. You tried to not make it obvious the effect he had on you, but you weren’t entirely sure you were successful. “I suppose you’re pretty enough. What’dya need?”

“Ma’s birthday is coming up. I was hoping I could order a cake for her?” Leo asked, leaning against the glass case. “She always loved your cakes.”

You propped the broom against the wall and grabbed your order sheet and a pen. “Sure thing. Anything specific?”

Leo shrugged. “Nah, she’ll lover anything you make her. You can have total creative control.”

You smiled a little, jotting down a few ideas on the paper. “And when do you need this by?”

Leo was quiet. Which scared you, because Leo is never quiet. When you glanced up at him, he had a pink tint on his cheeks and he was trying to avoid your gaze.

“Leo…When do you need the cake by?” you repeated.

“Tomorrow? Morning?”

You gasped. Without thinking, you threw your pen at him. Your aim was terrible, so it soared straight passed his head became hitting the ground. But Leo flinched nonetheless, throwing his arms up to shield himself from anything else you might throw at him. “You’re a terrible son!” you said.

“I know! I know!” Leo slowly lowered his arms, trying to gauge if you were going to throw anything again. “I just got busy, ya know? Between Pa’s restaurant, and bartending, and coaching the kids’ soccer team, I lost track of time!”

“It took you all of five seconds to place the order! How hard would it have been to just call? Hell, you could’ve submitted an order on my fucking website!”

“I know!” Leo fully lowered his arms, pouting at you. “I just didn’t know if you wanted to hear from me.”

You were caught between wanting to yell at him more—because what did that mean? he was the one who stopped talking to you!—and wanting to melt into a puddle of goo. Instead, you found the happy medium of letting out a sigh. You said, “Leo, you know I always love hearing from you.”

Leo perked up a little. “So you’ll make the cake?”

“Only because it’s for your ma,” you said. “And you’ll be charged a rush fee.”

“Deal!”

“And you get your pretty ass in the back and help me make it, so I can actually get home at a half decent time.”

A smirk crossed Leo’s face. He leaned back over the case. “You think my ass is pretty?”

Fuck, you hadn’t meant to say that. Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck. How do you recover from this?

“You, me, and the rest of Little Italy,” you said. A joke, it was. At least that got a chuckle from Leo. As he walked over to the other side of the case, you added, “And if you ever think about making an order the night before you need something, I have no qualms with kicking your ass.”

“Ah, but then my ass wouldn’t be pretty no more, would it? And what a shame that would be.”

“So conceited,” you said. But as he passed you to walk into the kitchen, you couldn’t help yourself from swatting at his ass. Leo yelped, his hands flying to his ass. He turned, looked at you scandalized. “Dunno, still looks pretty to me.”

“You’re awful.”

“Yeah, but you love me.”

Leo stares at you for a long moment. You almost begin to wonder if you took things too far. You’d hardly said more than “hi” and “can I get an amaretto sour?” over the last few years. Was this crossing a line? But finally, he offers you a soft smile. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.”

“Thank you so much, again,” Leo said the next morning when he came to pick up the cake. “I owe you big time.”

You shake your head as you ring him up at the cash register. “It’s for your Ma. I’d do anything for her after all the shit we put her through when we were kids.”

“True, but you really didn’t—” Leo frowned as he looked at the total. “Hey, where’s that huge rush fee you were telling me you were going to charge me?”

You raised a brow. “Are you really complaining about paying less?”

“When I made you stay after work for hours? Hell yeah I am. Charge me like anyone else!” Leo argued.

“Not gonna happen. I already made you pay by forcing you to help me and listen to my Taylor Swift playlist the entire time.”

“Hey, I loved the Taylor Swift playlist! Now, you charge me whatever exorbitant fee you can think of right now!”

“No, no way. Consider it a gift to a friend. Or better yet, use the money you saved from not paying the fee to get your Ma a gift from me. I saw her eyeing a bottle of wine the other day. I could point the bottle out to you—”

Leo leaned over the glass case, narrowing his eyes at you. “Fine. I’ll let you waive the fee and buy Ma some wine. But only if you agree to let me treat you to dinner tomorrow night.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “That sounds like a threat.”

“Consider it one,” he said. His face softens a little as he adds, “And maybe consider it an apology? For me being a shitty friend?”

You reached across the counter and patted Leo’s cheek. “For you? Of course.”

A grin stretched across the face. “Great. Come over to my place tomorrow around five?”

“It’s a date.”

Leo’s eyes twinkled as he confirmed, “It’s a date.”

He picked up the cake and left the store, but before shooting you a goofy smile and waved. You laughed, waving back. You were so engrossed with watching him jog across the street to his father’s restaurant that you didn’t notice Gabbie, your best cake decorator, sneak up beside you.

“A date, huh?” she echoed.

You jumped. How did you not see her before? Had you been that lost in Leo’s pretty blue eyes? Trying to play it nonchalant, you shrugged. “I don’t think he meant it that way.”

She raised a brow. “Are we talking about the same man? Because, lemme tell you, I don’t think he’s ever looked that mesmerized with a girl before.”

Gabbie never saw him with Nikki, you wanted to say. But, instead, you said, “He just feels bad because I didn’t make him pay the rush fee after he ordered a cake last night. He just feels like he owes a debt. Italian men and their pride, ya know?”

“That wasn’t pride and you know it, girlie. Look, if you wanna delude yourself, fine. But I’m telling you, there’s something there.”

What Gabbie didn’t know about you was, you were the queen of delusion. You spend practically your entire childhood deluding yourself with the idea that one day Leo would see you for the woman you are, to realize that you were his soulmate. And you got your heart broke in the long run because of it. You weren’t about to let yourself get hurt again. Leo was not going to break your heart. You wouldn’t let him.

“We’re just friends. That’s all.”

Gabbie eyed you, trying to see if there would be a crack in your resolve. “Whatever you say.”

When you came in to open the bakery the next day, you knew something was wrong. Mostly because Gabbie was standing at the door, waiting for you, with her arms crossed and a nasty look on her face. As you unlocked the door, you eyed her, trying to figure what was the source of her frustration. But all she did was turn her glare to the pizza shops across the street. And, well…Whatever that was about wasn’t good.

You were caught between addressing the issue and waiting for her to finally say what was on her mind. You leaned toward waiting, so you began running through all of the opening tasks. Gabbie would open up soon enough. She just liked to stew in her anger before she vented. So, waiting was the best option. If you pushed, she would only get more annoyed.

Finally, she asked, “You wanna know what I heard from Bella?”

You looked in her direction as you wipe down the counter. “Probably some rumor that could swing either way in its truthfulness.”

Gabbie huffed. “Don’t make jokes right now. This is serious!”

A frown settled on your face as you gave her your full attention. “What’d she tell you?”

“Nikki’s back in town,” Gabbie said as she placed a tray of cookies in the case.

“Oh?”

You wanted to read into it. You really, really did. But you forced yourself to stamp down your assumptions, your worries. That part of you was probably being irrational, anyways. All Gabbie said was that Nikki was back and that could mean anything—

“Rumor has it she and Leo went back to his apartment last night,” she continued. She leaned in, her eyebrows raised. “After getting drunk together and playing soccer in the rain.” Her face screwed up like she was sucking on a Lemonhead. “Isn’t that romantic?”

It felt like your heart dropped to your stomach. Of course. Of course he would take her back to his place. Why wouldn’t he? They were practically destined to be together. And with the family rivalry? It was a star-crossed lovers situation if you’d ever seen one.

You swallowed your hurt. “So romantic.”

“So romantic I could kill him, you know,” Gabbie said.

You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to ignore the pain in your chest. “Don’t. I’m sure it wasn’t what it…I’m sure he…Fuck, I don’t know. But don’t kill him, okay? Not until I get a chance to talk to him.”

“He doesn’t get to make you feel like he’s finally seen you for the incredible woman you are and then welcome her into his bed the second she rolls into town!” Gabbie argued.

“He just said he was making me dinner to make off a debt. And I really don’t think he meant anything when I said it’s a date. Really, it would be my fault for reading into it—”

“I’m going over there right now to give a piece of my mind—”

You grabbed Gabbie by the elbow, stopping her on her warpath. “Don’t. Please.”

She huffed, rolling her eyes. Gabbie looked through the window at the restaurants across the street. If looks could kill, she would probably have exploded those buildings. “You’re too good for him, you know.”

But not good enough, you wanted to say.

The entire day, the questions of what could be happening between Leo and Nikki ate at you. Was there something between them? Were they finally acting on the tension that existed between them for all those years? Had you let your hopes get too high when Leo promised your dinner? If you went to his apartment, would you be left with only pain and heartache?

Though Gabbie was harboring all of your anger for you, she did her best to try to distract you. To not let your mind wander too far. But it was all for naught. Because, when you left the bakery, all you wanted to do was run home and forget all of this happened. If you ignored this, if you pretended you forgot, you could avoid all of the hurt. You wouldn’t be giving Leo the power to break your heart. And, in some ways, running away made you weak, but at least it would keep you whole.

Nothing could have prepared you to see Nikki standing out when you reached Leo’s apartment. Had Leo forgotten that he had made plans with you? Were you that replaceable? You took a deep breath, trying in vain to steady your nerves, and walked up, hitting the buzzer for Leo’s apartment.

Nikki looked at you, her brows furrowed together. She almost looked like she had something snarky she wanted to say before she realized who you were. “Oh my god! I haven’t seen you in ages!”

“That’s what happens you put an ocean between us,” you teased. You hoped you sounded lighthearted. You hoped bitterness didn’t creep into your voice.

If it did, Nikki didn’t give any indication. She held a hand up in defense. “Hey, you got me there. What’re you doing here?”

You nod at the door. “Leo promised to make me dinner.”

Nikki’s face drops. “Oh, shit. Are you two—”

“He just owed me, is all,” you are quick to add. “He ordered a cake for his Ma after I already closed for the day, and he needed it the next morning. I wouldn’t charge him the rush fee, so he insisted he make me dinner as a repayment.”

“Italian men and their pride,” she laughed. She glanced up at Leo’s apartment. “So, is he…?”

“Seeing anyone? Nah, he loves the single life too much for that,” you said. “What about you? What’re you doing here?”

Nikki raised the soccer ball she had had tucked under her arm. “I just came to see if he wanted to play a game or two. We tried last night, but it was pouring the rain and we were drunk, so not really a fair competition. Gotta see if I can still kick his ass or not, ya know?”

You laughed. “I’m sure you could. His pride gets to him, so he’s still easy to knock down a peg or two.”

“Right?” Nikki’s face dropped. “Oh, shit. I can go? Because you already have plans with him and all—”

Before you could say anything, the door swung open. Yours and Nikki’s head snapped to look at him. Leo looked between the two of you, as if this perhaps was his worst nightmare. His gaze settled on Nikki first. “Hey!”

Nikki smiled. God, she had a beautiful smile. You could see why Leo always had a thing for her. “Hey! I just came to see if you wanted to play a few rounds?”

Leo smiled, too. A part of you wished he would smile at you like that. But that was just the schoolgirl crush talking. It was never something that could actually happen. Not when his heart still sang for Nikki, even after all these years. “Yeah, I’d love to. Let me go get my shoes—” He paused, his head snapping toward you. “Wait. Actually, I already—”

“We can have dinner another time,” you said, already turning to walk away. “Not every day your best friend comes back to town, right? You can just, like, stop by the bakery when you get a chance and we’ll figure it out, yeah?”

“Wait—”

“It’s no big deal, really—” You began to walk away, waving goodbye. “Nikki, make sure you get him some ice packs, yeah? For when you bruise his ego?”

Nikki let out a laugh, waving back at you. “Will do.”

You nearly made your escape when you heard Leo mutter something to Nikki. Your heart stuttered in your chest as you heard him chase after you. Though you wanted to turn, to see if he was choosing you, you kept going. You weren’t going to let him break your heart. But damn him. Damn him and his long legs and his long stride.

Leo quickly overtook you, stopping in front of you, his hands held out in front of him like he was taming a velociraptor in Jurassic World. “Woah, woah. Stop, hey.”

You looked back at Nikki, who was staring at the two of you. “Go, Leo. I’m fine.”

“No, I promised you—”

“It’s Nikki, Leo. You could never say no to her before. I wouldn’t expect you to say no to her now.”

Leo’s brows furrowed together. He almost looked confused. But, how could he be? Was he really so oblivious to how he preferred Nikki over you for all those years? Did he forget in the few minutes that had passed that he was ready to ditch dinner with you to play soccer with her? Did he think you hadn’t noticed all of that? “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s obvious you’re into her. I’m not going to get between that.”

“There’s nothing going on between Nikki and I.”

You raised a brow. Seriously? Was he really going to route? Latching onto a technicality—that they weren’t really together? “But you want there to be. I mean, you have been head over heels for her since we were kids.”

“That’s not true!” Leo almost sounded desperate, like he couldn’t believe you were saying all of this. Was he this in denial about his feelings?

You fought the urge to roll your eyes. “Yeah? Then how come for years you chose to be with her over me? At every field trip, you wanted to be her buddy. For every group project, you chose her. How many times did you two run off without me? Leo, you didn’t even show up after my mother’s funeral because you spent the week helping Nikki look for her lost cat—”

“That’s not fair—”

“Whenever that stupid feud between your families started and you two couldn’t be friends anymore, you stopped hanging out with me. I wasn’t even fucking surprised by it, you know? And that maybe hurt more than you not being my friend anymore. Because you always meant more to me than I did to you. You haven’t spoken to me in years, and you only did because you needed something for your Ma. I’m not your first pick, and that’s okay. But what isn’t okay is you trying to rewrite history when you don’t like being confronted with the reality.”

Leo said your name softly. He reached for you, but you took a step back. You wouldn’t let him do this. You wouldn’t let him hurt you.

You took a breath. “Go, have fun with Nikki. Forget you even promised me dinner, okay? Consider your debt forgiven.”

Leo tried to reach for you again, but you stepped around him. He turned to look at you, but you wouldn’t meet his gaze. “You mean more to me than you think.”

“But not more than her.” You took another breath. You could feel the tears pricking at your eyes. It took everything in you to not cry. Because you wouldn’t. You couldn’t. Not in front of him. “Let’s just go back to the way things used to be, yeah?”

“I don’t want to—”

“But I do. I won’t play second fiddle anymore. I won’t let myself be hurt anymore.”

“I never meant to hurt you.”

“And that might be the worst part.”

You walked away, pieces of your heart leaving a path between you and him. If this was a movie, if this was a silly little romance novel, Leo might have been standing there, trying to collect the pieces so he might put your heart back together again. But, when you were turning a corner, you spared a glance back at him.

He was walking with Nikki, an arm around her shoulders.

The one thing about Leo was, he listened. So when you told him you wanted things to go back to the way they used to be, you knew he would abide by that wish. And he did. The most you ever saw of Leo was when you glanced out the bakery window and happened to catch him coming in or leaving his father’s restaurant, or when you ordered something at Luigi’s whenever Gabbie managed to drag you out. And when you did see him, you would never meet his gaze. You didn’t want to be faced with his hurt, or, worse, his indifference. It was better that you forgot the brief glimmer of hope that Leo liked you in the same way you liked him.

Gabbie would tell you that he was always looking your way, but you felt like she was only trying to make you feel better. Why would Leo bother himself with you? He finally had everything he could have wanted. It didn’t matter that you were not a part of his life, because it had never mattered that you were not a part of his life. If it had mattered, then how could Leo have spent all these years not paying you any mind? Little Italy was little. For Leo to avoid you, he would have had to gone out of his way to do so.

Sometimes, though, when you were in your apartment, you’d look out the window and imagine that Leo was out there, about to confess his love for you like this was one of those cheesy rom coms you held so dearly. He was never there.

If you were honest with yourself, you were a little surprised at how much it hurt. You had been no stranger to Leo’s absence before. So why did it feel like he had ripped out your heart and stomped it? (Damn him. Damn him for giving you a glimmer of hope.)

“Eat.”

Gabbie dropped a plate in front of you on the coffee table. You eyed the slice of pizza, your nose wrinkling. As you pushed the plate away, you grumbled, “Seriously? You break into my home and put pizza in front of you?”

“It’s from across town. Not even a pizzeria in Little Italy. It’s, like, the ultimate form of rebellion.” Gabbie sat next to your curled up body on the couch and reached out to rub your back. “You need to eat something besides the scraps at the bakery. I mean, it’s not even something healthy, so you can be in your eat-junk-and-cry spiral.”

“I would rather just be sad.”

“You can be sad and eat.”

“And I haven’t been crying.”

Gabbie raised a brow. She didn’t look like she believed you. You could hardly blame her. Ever since that day, you had been elbows deep in a shame spiral, trying to forget the hope you felt that Leo might, just finally might, like you the way you always liked him.

“I haven’t. Really, Gabs. I just…want to watch sad movies and pretend that he never showed up at the bakery.”

“You can’t even say his name, you can admit that you’re hurt—”

Gabbie was silenced at a loud knock at your door. She looked at you, her brows furrowed together. But you had no idea who it was either. You hadn’t ordered anything on lately, you hadn’t ordered takeout, and you certainly hadn’t invited anyone over. Gabbie was only here because she had a key to your apartment.

Who else could it be?

“Do you want me—?”

You shook your head, pushing yourself up. No, you had to see this. You had to see who had the audacity to show up. You wrapped your blanket around your shoulders a little more securely and padded over to the door. As you took a deep breath, trying to prepare yourself, when another series of knocks rapped at your door. You reached for the knob, turning it slowly, and pulled the door open.

What stood on the other side made you want to slam the door shut again. And he seemed to know you had that very thought.

Leo reached out, sticking his hand out, stopping the door from shutting. “Please.”

Your lip quivered. Fuck. You had been holding it together so well before. But now that he was here, standing in front of you, all of those emotions you were trying your damned hardest to ignore, were rising straight to the surface. But you couldn’t cry. Not in front of him. Not now.

“I thought I told you to leave me alone.”

Leo stepped closer to you, stepping into the threshold of your apartment. Part of you wanted to push him out, kick and scream, tell him that he didn’t have the right to force himself into your life, to pick you up and act like your friend when it was convenient to him. That you were a person, and you didn’t deserve to be treated like that. But another part of you, the part that still hoped for good things, wanted to pretend this was your rom com moment where the guy makes a grand love confession that sparks the happily ever after.

“You did. And I tried, I really did. But I missed you.” He tried to reach out for you, but you jumped out of the way. “I never wanted to hurt you. I know that doesn’t make this any better, but I’m willing to spend the rest of my life trying to get this right.”

You squeezed your eyes shut when you felt the tears start to prick. “You’re just saying this because you feel bad. You don’t…Look, just go be with Nikki. Don’t feel like you have to grovel or whatever for me. I’m fine. I’m a big girl.”

When you opened your eyes again, Leo looked like he might cry himself. But…That didn’t make anything. Why would he get emotional over this? He was the one breaking your heart? “Nikki isn’t the one I want. I-I don’t know that she ever was.”

A frown settled on your face. That…No, that didn’t make any sense. Nikki had always been the one he gravitated towards. Nikki was the one he always chose. You were just there. “I don’t understand.”

Leo took a step closer to you. This time, you didn’t move away. Not when he stood so close that you could feel his breath fan across your face. Not when he cradled your face in his hands. Not when his thumbs brushed away the tears that managed to fall. “I’m in love with you. I always have been.”

“B-But Nikki—“

“What about her?” Leo took a breath, his eyes fluttering shut. “I thought, once, that she was who I wanted. But, I realized that I was lying to myself. Trying to trick myself into thinking I liked her because I thought she was someone I could be with. I, I never thought I was good enough for you. You’re a fucking angel, and all I’ve ever been is a little shit. I didn’t think there was a chance in hell that you’d like me back.”

You sniffled. “You made me feel like you didn’t give a shit about me, Leo. You followed Nikki around like a puppy, and the second she left for London, it’s like you were finally free of me. Like you didn’t have to pretend to be my friend anymore.”

“I didn’t know how to talk to you. I know that’s no excuse, but it’s true. When Nikki was around, she was like a buffer. If I fucked up, she made sure things weren’t weird. With her gone, I was scared that I would lose you. I didn’t realize that I already was.”

You shook your head. “Then why were you going to ditch me to play soccer with her? Why, why did you take her back to your apartment the night she came back?”

Leo’s brows pinched together. “How, how did you know I—? She was drunk and she wasn’t ready to see her family yet. I offered her a place to stay. But nothing happened, I promise. She slept in my bed, I slept on the couch. That’s it.”

“And why you ditched me?”

“I was just excited to see my friend again, and I acted like a total ass. That was what I was trying to protect you from, because I knew that I would fuck up. I knew I would hurt you somehow without meaning to. I’ve been kicking myself ever since you left that day.”

You shut your eyes, leaning into his hand. You wanted to believe him. God, you wanted to so bad. “What took you so long to say all of this?”

“I was trying to do what you wanted. I was scared to lose you anymore that I already had.” Leo took a breath. “Then I told Nikki what happened, and she chewed my ass out. Told me I needed to get my shit together because you weren’t going to be around forever. I don’t want to lose you. I never did.”

You wanted to argue more. You wanted to push harder. You wanted to ask more questions. Because this didn’t feel real. This was the sort of shit that only happened in movies and romance novels. This wasn’t your real life. But…He was here. And he loved you.

“Kiss me.”

Leo’s lips were on yours in a second. You could feel every ounce of desperation, of love, on his plush lips. He kissed you like a man running out of time. Like if he didn’t do this right, he would lose you. He kissed you like he was dying and you were breathing life back into him. It was everything you ever could have dreamed of.

“Holy shit, this is better than a Hallmark movie.”

You jumped apart, your head whipping around. Shit. You forgot Gabbie was still there. She eyed Leo, like she still might kill him for hurting you. But then she smiled as he tried to hide his bright red face.

“I think you still owe her a dinner.” Gabbie pointed to the pizza still sitting on the coffee table. “She’s starving, and refuses to eat that shit.”

Leo looked back to you, letting out a chuckle. “You want me to make you dinner?”

“Don’t let her tell you no. She hasn’t been eating anything but junk all week,” Gabbie said.

“Gabbie!”

Leo’s brows raised. “Well, we can’t have that, can we? C’mon, let’s go back to my place and I’ll make you something nice, yeah?”

You smiled, reaching for his hand to hold. “I would like that very much.”

You quickly slipped on a pair of shoes and grabbed your keys, ready to leave, when Gabbie called out, “Hey! If you break her heart, I get to break your neck!”

“Good to know!” Leo called back. To you, he whispered, “Your friend is scary.”

“And serious about the threat,” you said.

He gave your hand a squeeze. “Well, she doesn’t have anything to worry about, because I’m not telling you go.”