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baby-yongbok · 6 months

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I loved your handjob fic with bang chan, I thought it was really sweet.

So can I pls request their first time together where reader is all shy and sweet?

I'd love it if there was hand- holding and just adorable words of praise ❤️❤️

I did it! I hope that this is okay! Thanks for your request <3

First Time - Boyfriend!Bang Chan x Fem!Reader - Imagine

Word Count: 2,886

Genre: Smut, The fluffy kind

Warnings under the cut

This piece is kinda like a part two to Free Time. You don't have to read the first one to enjoy this one but it'll be cool if you do <3

✨Masterlist✨

Warnings: Cursing, that should be all of the warnings? So Sorry if I missed any! This is a pretty fluffy piece!

Reader is Called: Baby, Babygirl, Princess

Chan is called: Babe

You knew that the time would come eventually, you just didn’t know when. You and Chan had agreed to take it slow when you first met, you wanted to get to know each other and see how your feelings developed before you got too physical. It’s been 8 months since the two of you started seeing each other and two months since the two of you upgraded from making out and dry humping to handjobs and fingering.

Each time that the two of you were intimate you could feel the longing radiating off of each other. You were damn near desperate to feel the weight of him in your mouth or even experience the bliss of him stretching you. Chan would mention his desire to taste you every now and then, he claimed that licking your arousal off of his fingers just wasn’t enough for him. You both wanted more, you just didn’t know when it would happen. You both decided to leave it up to the universe.

Today wasn’t supposed to be a day off for Chan, it was actually supposed to be tomorrow but there was a mix up with the venue schedule where the boys had a photo shoot scheduled and they were granted time off while it was all figured out. Of course Chan couldn’t complain, who would get upset about an extra day off? You had also gotten the day off due to your job's entire system crashing last night and never going back online. Coincidence?

Despite having the time off you and Chan both still took some time out of the day to work. You spent most of the day in your respective corners typing and editing to your heart's content until you both got hungry. The two of you decided to order out and spend some time together. That’s how you ended up here, watching a movie in your bedroom at 6:13pm. The deep orange of the sunset is shining through your blinds and illuminating the dark space around you. It looked magical and Chan definitely noticed it. He hasn’t even looked at the screen for the past four minutes. He’s too busy admiring the way that the deep orange compliments your skin, and how it brings out the color in your hair so flawlessly. You looked like a celestial being and he couldn’t help but to be drawn into you. He hated that your eyes were still trained on the screen, he wanted you to look at him. He needed you to.

“Baby.” He called to you in a whisper and you replied with a hum, eyes still fixed on the screen. This wasn’t good enough, he needed your full attention. He moves his hand and brings it up to your chin, his pointer finger resting on the underside of your chin and turning your head towards him. He tilted it up a bit so that your eyes would catch his, what he didn’t expect was for the sunlight to illuminate your gaze. Your brown orbs turned to gold right in front of him and his entire body caught on fire at the sight of it. It wasn’t some plain old lust that he was feeling, no, it was an intense longing. A desire to become a part of you and turn your body into gold too.

“Chan?” You blinked up at him, your doe eyes boring into his.

“I want you.” The words left his lips in a whisper, the soft music from your movie adding to the moment. “Is that okay?”

“You want to…” Your sentence trails off as you catch Chan pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. You feel a shiver run down your spine as lust starts to pool in your core. You’ve been more than ready to go all the way with Chan, you were just nervous, you wanted everything to be perfect. But, looking into his eyes right now you can’t imagine a moment more perfect than this.

“Yes, that’s okay.” You whisper back to him as you lean into him.

“Thank god.” Chan closes the distance between the two of you, his soft lips crashing against yours and pulling you into a deep passionate kiss. You sigh into him, moving your body to press against his. His hand sneaks up under your shirt to grip your hip, pulling you closer to him.

You shift your position, straddling him without breaking the kiss. Your hands lace through his soft curls as your lips move in tandem. He lifts his hand higher, raking his nails softly against your skin and leaving Goosebumps in their wake. He breaks the kiss and starts breathlessly kissing down your jaw and neck. He sucked at the sensitive skin, definitely leaving marks behind.

"Chan I wanna taste you." He groans against your skin, your words making his cock twitch against your core.

"I don't think I'll last very long if you do." He plants one more kiss on your neck before pulling away, you climb down his body, keeping eye contact with him the entire time. His bottom lip is back between his teeth as he watches you carefully.

"Let's just feel it, okay? Don't worry about lasting." He nods his head as he lifts his hips, allowing you to peel his sweat pants and boxers down his legs. His hard cock spring up, slapping against his clothed stomach. You marvel at his pink tip, the prominent vein on the underside of his dick making your mouth water. You'll finally get to feel it against your tongue, you press your thighs together in anticipation before looking back up at Chan.

"Ready?"

"Yes, please, I need you." You smile up at him, leaning forward on your knees and licking up the underside of his dick. You both moan at the sensation, his soft skin glides perfectly against your wet tongue.

Chan tilts his head back to rest on the headboard, a deep exhale falling from his parted lips. You lick up his shaft again, sucking his tip into your mouth and bobbing your head. You take more of him inch by inch as you move against him. The weight of him in your mouth and filling your throat makes your clit throb with need. This was more than worth the wait.

"Oh, baby you're so perfect." Chan whispers, lifting his head to look at you. Your watery eyes meet his as you take him farther down your throat. His praise makes you want to make him feel even better.

Chan reaches down towards your hand that's resting on his thigh, covering it with his own and stroking his fingers over the back of your hand.

"Just like that, you're making me feel so fucking good." You hum in response and Chan's brows pinch together at the sensation. "I love how deep you're taking me. Fuck, babygirl."

You take that as a prompt to take him deeper, a tear rolls down your cheek and you nearly choke around him but the deep groan that leaves him makes it worth it.

"Oh, baby" You lift up, a string of spit connecting you to his throbbing length. A breathy chuckle leaves your lips and Chan smiles at you.

"You taste so good, you're so big in my mouth." Chan's cock jumps and you chuckle in response. Just as you're about to go back down on him he sits up a bit, stopping you before you can take him in your mouth completely.

"I don't want to cum yet and I won't last another second with that pretty mouth on me." You sit up on your knees smiling at him. "It's my turn now."

With a wide playful grin Chan grabs your wrists, pulling you forward and swiftly switching spots with you. He holds your waist, pulling you flat onto your back. You both laugh as he situates you, brushing his fingertips over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh and the back of your knees. Your laughs quickly turn into gaspy moans as the sensations cause shivers to rush over you. Your nipples harden as your anticipation builds.

"I've been waiting to taste you for so long, princess." He tugs at your shorts, nearly ripping them off of you like a kid opening gifts on Christmas. You giggle at his hasty behavior.

"Oh really? I couldn't tell." Chan rolls his eyes playfully but his expression quickly changes to one of lust when his eyes land on your naked core. The evening light makes your skin glow and your arousal glistens in its presence.

"Ready, baby?"

"So ready, love." He smiles against your inner thigh as he kisses his way up to your heat. He licks up the sensitive flesh, moaning at the feel of you against his tongue. His eyes flutter shut as he savors the taste of you.

Your breath catches in your throat as he licks up your pussy again, circling his tongue around your clit before going back down to your entrance. A deep moan erupts from your throat, your eyes squeeze shut and your back slightly arched off of the mattress. He's only just started but he feels like heaven against you. He always told you that he believes he's pretty good at eating pussy but you didn't know that it would feel like this.

"Oh my god." One of your hands reach down to tangle in his hair just as one of his reach up to intertwine with your free one. You hold his hand, squeezing a bit as the pleasure builds.

He sucks your clit into his mouth, flicking the sensitive bud with his tongue and moaning against you sending delicious vibrations through you.

"Oh, yes, please don't stop. You're so good baby, you're perfect." He trails his tongue down to your entrance, slipping it inside and fucking you with it. A loud whine escapes you as you circle your hips against his face, covering his chin and cheeks in your arousal.

"Will you suck my clit please, and put two fingers inside."

"Of course, princess." He does as you asked, latching onto your clit again and bringing his free hand over to your entrance. He teases you a bit before pushing his middle and pointer finger inside. He fills you up to the second knuckle, curling his fingers to hit your sweet spot.

"Oh fuck Chan, Yes just like that." He shakes his head against you, giving you a new sensation against your clit. You squeeze his hand, trying your best to reassure him that you're feeling good but with the way you're reacting you're pretty sure he can tell.

He swirls his tongue around your clit one more time and you barely have a second to warn him before you're coming undone. Your walls clench around his fingers as they try to move inside of you. Your back arches off of the mattress and your eyes squeeze shut as you moan his name with a string of curses. He pulls away from your clit, fingering you through your high just how you like it.

"That's right, cum for me, babygirl. You sound so pretty, taste so good." Chan kisses the inside of your shaking thigh until you come down from the intense pleasure. He pulls his fingers out of you. Sucking your arousal off and moaning at the taste.

"You are everything that I dreamed you would be and more." You smile at his words, eyes still closed as you try to regulate your breathing.

"Wait until you feel me."

"Oh fuck, I can't wait to feel you." Chan climbs up your body, lifting your shirt along the way so that he could pull it off once he got to the top. Once your shirt is off he pulls his off, leaving you both naked in front of each other. For each other.

"I know exactly what position I want, baby. Trust me?" You open your eyes, finding Chan's excited ones and nod. You'd trust him with your life so something as small as a sex position is more than doable. "Turn on your side, okay? Face the window."

You do as he asked, turning on your side and jumping a bit as your thighs close. The pressure on your sensitive bud sends chills up your spine. Chan lays behind you on his side. He snakes one arm under your side, pulling your back against his chest and holding you tight. His other hand grips his cock, positioning it at your entrance. He looks down at you, beautiful doe eyes shining like gold in the deep orange sun. His heart skips a beat. You look so beautiful, you sound even better and at this moment he can't believe how lucky he is to be with you. To have access to you in such a vulnerable way. He leans down, peppering kisses on your cheek, making you giggle.

"Can I tell you something, baby?" Chan whispers against your cheek and you nod, turning your head to meet his eyes. Suddenly he pushes in, sinking into your dripping heat slowly. Your mouth opens in a silent scream and your eyes widen as they stare into his. He wants to close his eyes but he doesn't dare break eye contact, a deep groan leaves his lips as he leans down to kiss you deeply. He pulls away once he bottoms out and his eyes meet yours again.

"I love you so much." He whispers as he pulls his hips back, thrusting into you slowly and passionately. His arms wrap around you. Hugging you into his chest as he moves in and out of you at a steady pace. Only speeding up a bit once he's adjusted to your tight walls.

"I love you too, so so much, Chan." Your words leave your mouth in a moan. Your head rests against his shoulder and his rests in the crook of your neck, leaving light kisses in between moans and groans.

"I feel so good when I'm with you" Chan whispers into your ear, kissing the lobe softly. You moan at his words, you can feel the knot in your stomach pulling tighter and tighter. Suddenly he speeds up a bit, circling his hips into you and fucking you deeper.

"Oh my god, you feel so good. You're so big." Chan groans and you can feel his cock twitch inside of you. He bucks his hips into you, reaching impossibility deep as he sucks on the sensitive skin of your neck. Usually it takes more, it always has. You've always needed to touch your clit to cum, but Chan has proven that to be false.

You feel yourself slip into a pool of pleasure as you start to come undone. You choke on your words as you try to warn him but the fluttering of your walls tells him everything that he needs to know. He grunts, squeezing his eyes shut as his own release creeps up on him.

"Oh fuck, where can I cum. I'm so close." You blink your eyes open slowly, your body still shaking lightly as he stretches you open.

"Inside, please, wanna feel you."

"Oh my god." Chan tilts his head back as his rhythm falters. You already felt like heaven and now you were telling him that he could finish inside of you? It's the literal icing on a perfect cake for him.

"I'm gonna - oh fuck." He thrusts into you slow and deep as ropes of sticky cum fill your dripping cunt. You both moan at the sensation, seeing stars and floating through space together as you step out of your cloud of bliss. You squeeze his hand that is holding onto you, tight and secure.

"Baby?" You call him and he hums, eyes still shut and his chest rises and falls quickly against your back. "Come back to me."

You both giggle a bit and he slowly opens his eyes. "Oh my gosh."

He looks down at you, meeting your bright eyes and smiling.

"Hey." He chuckles, pecking your nose lightly.

"Hey." You chuckle back cuddling into his chest.

"I should, uh, pull out." You shake your head, clenching around him and pulling a groan from him. He's still hard by some miracle and it feels so good to finally feel him complete you.

"Let's just stay like this for a second, yeah?" Chan stares down at you with bright eyes filled with love, he nods, settling into the mattress and laying down behind you. His fingers run over your stomach slowly as if he were strumming a guitar. The soft touch makes you feel safe and grounded.

"Sure, baby." He exhales against you softly, kissing your shoulder "Was it everything you expected?"

"So much more than I expected, so perfect. You're so perfect." Chan smiles against your skin, leaving another soft kiss.

"It's you that's perfect." You both lie there in silence as the sun finally sets and the soft darkness swallows you both. You hear soft music playing and you both look up towards the end of your bed at the credits for the movie you were watching.

"I wonder if that was a good movie." You ask with a laugh and Chan shrugs pulling you closer.

"Even if it was, this movie was so much better."

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sturniolos-blog · 1 month

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can u do REALLY angsty dad!matt (with a happy ending)

basically the reader (shes pregnant) gets into an argument with matt cause hes always gone (on tours and stuff) so they go to bed mad at eachother and when she wakes up, hes gone (like on the flight/tour bus)

and basically while hes gone she gives birth and matt finds out anddd u can take it on from there

You’re never with me - Matt Sturniolo x Y/n oneshot

warnings - angst, arguing, swearing, fluff at the end, mentions of a fall, slight blood, mentions of urine

disclaimer: 1st person pov. i also changed it up where Y/n doesn’t have the baby because that’d like suck if matt missed the birth of his newborn, this one will be Y/n being pregnant with Mailo since i already did the birth of Ella and how that went down.

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9:36pm

I peak into my 2 year olds room, smiling as i see her laying in bed with her eyes wide open.

“You’re supposed to be asleep, Ella..” I laugh, she cant talk really well but i think she understands what i say.

“Dada!” She says as she plays with her hair, sitting up now.

I sigh and give her a sad smile, “I know, baby.” I say softly. Ella slowly gets up and comes over to my leg, wanting to be picked up. I can barely see her through my 8 month old pregnant belly. “I can’t pick you up anymore, my love.” I let out a breathy laugh.

She starts whining as she pulls my shirt.

I look to the comfy chair that sat in her room before walking over to it and sitting in it, letting out a ‘hmph’ as i sat down. I pat my lap, “Come here, lovey. Come sit with mama.” I say as a smile appears on her face, running towards me and slapping my leg softly as she tries to climb on my lap.

I slowly pull her up and put her more towards the side of me since my belly was in the way. She rests her head on my shoulder as she sucks her thumb.

I bounce my knee slightly, rocking her softly as her breathing slows down.

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10:13pm

After Ella falls asleep in my lap, i struggle to get up, trying to hold my daughter without letting go.

I scooch myself up to the edge of the seat, grabbing onto the dresser next to the chair and letting out a groan as i stand up, trying to keep my daughter asleep.

I then put her to sleep, covering her with the blanket before walking out of the room and shutting the door softly.

I rub my forehead before walking into the bathroom, getting ready to wash my face.

I grab my face wash from the cabinet and put it on the sink, pumping two pumps before rubbing it all over my face, scrubbing harshly.

I then turn on the faucet, cupping water in my hands before washing off the face wash.

I go to open my eyes but when i feel burning i let out a small sound, reaching around the kitchen sink to find the bathroom towel.

As i try to find the towel i knock over the bottle of face wash onto the floor, i let out a small yelp before i find the towel and immediately dabbing my eyes with the towel, regaining my sight and putting the towel down.

I look to the floor, seeing the face wash, contemplating if i should pick it up or just wait until Matt gets home.

I don’t need no man, i’m an independent woman.

I think to myself, letting out a sigh before starting to lean down to pick up the bottle.

As i almost reach it, one hand holding onto the counter to keep me from falling and the other trying to reach the bottle, i see a spider.

I let out a scream, falling on one knee before i bang my head on the edge of the counter, before finally my back hits the tub.

I let out a pained moan, my hand reaching up to touch my head that was now bleeding. Also, seeing my knee that had a scrap on it.

I let out a frustrated groan, slamming my hand on the tiled floor before i put my hand on my belly.

God, i really have to pee.

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11:34pm

It’s been like an hour and i still cant get up, and trust me i’ve tried. But, i physically can’t. My belly blocking me from even trying, my head spinning too from the hit.

I also was now sitting in a puddle of urine, crying on the floor.

I sniffed as i tried to move but i can’t.

“Baby, i’m home.” I hear a soft voice say, Matt.

“Matt, please, come in here!” I call out.

Matt had a smile on his face before it dropped seeing me on the floor.

“W-what happened?” He said, kneeling down as his eyes widen even bigger when he sees the puddle of piss i was sitting in.

“A fucking spider.” I spit out before letting out another sob. “It was a spider!” I cried, my head going against the glass of the shower above the bath, tears streaming down my face.

“O-okay, it’s okay, don’t cry.” Matt says, grabbing a washcloth and wetting it before putting it to my forehead, myself letting out a hiss as he does so

“Sorry..” He mutters, dabbing my cut a couple more times. “Did you fall?” He asks.

I nod and sniffle.

“Okay, come on, baby.” He coos, pulling me to my feet.

I look down at my pants that were covered in pee, continuing to cry.

Matt holds onto me while leaning over the puddle on the floor and turning on the shower, putting it on a good tempature.

“Arms up, n/n.” He says softly, i do as he says, lifting my arms over my head before he pulls my shirt off my head and placing it on the counter.

His hands go to my grey sweatpants and pull them down to my ankles. “Step.” He waits as i put my hands on his shoulder, carefully stepping out of my pants.

He grabs my underwear and pulls it down too, muttering another step as i do so.

I was now completely naked.

Matt then grabbed a towel from the closet, placing it on the floor where my urine was and guiding me to get in the shower, stepping on the towel and over the bath.

“All right..” Matt says, “Wash your body and i’ll come back with fresh clothes and i’ll do your hair for you. Sound good?” He asks me, watching as i grab my favorite soap.

I nod, sniffling again.

“Need anything else, sweetheart?” Matt asks, a worried look on his face.

I then shake my head before turning my back towards him and starting to wash my body.

“Okay, I love you..” He mutters before closing the shower door.

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As he promised he came back in to wash my hair, scrubbing softly before helping me out, and helping me into my clothes, giving me a pair of his boxers because he knows i like them better.

I rub my forehead before climbing into bed, more like plopping on the bed with my belly. Laying on my back and letting out a breath.

Matt then turns off the bathroom light before coming in our bedroom.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Matt asked me. I felt him get into bed too.

“No.” I sighed out, moving slightly to find a comfortable position.

“Okay…” Matt sighs. “Are you sure-”

I struggle to sit up, letting out a huff before Matt helps me.

“What are you doing?” He asks as I throw my legs over the side of the bed, starting to stand up.

“I just need a second, Matt.” I say as i let out a breath.

Matt looks at me confused, “A second for what, do you need-”

“A second to breathe, Matt! A second to fucking breathe!” I snap as my breathing picks up, tears welling in my eyes.

“Okay, Okay. I’m sorry.” He whispers.

I sniffle as i wipe my eyes. “Y-you’re never here, Matt.” I finally let out a sob.

Matt scoffs, “What? Baby, i know i’ve been gone a lot, but i come home every day-”

“I know, i know. A-and your work has always been a struggle for us but now it’s just not that anymore, it’s you, Matt.” I say, letting out another sob. He gives me a confused look so i continue, “It’s like when you’re here, you’re not. You come home late, either have a beer or watch tv, or both. A-and then come to bed later while i’m already asleep. Then leave again in the morning. It’s the same cycle over and over. Y-you’re here but you’re never with me.” I sniffle.

Matt looks down before shaking his head, “That’s not true.” He says quietly.

I scoff in disbelief, “It’s not? Okay, fine. Then, when’s the last time we shared a meaningful kiss, Matt? When’s the last time we cuddled in bed? When’s the last time you hung out with your daughter!?” I yell.

Matt stays silent, shaking his head.

I nod, “Exactly.” I croak out.

“I love you, Y/n.” Matt says, putting his hand on my back.

“Then act like it.” I spit.

Matt nods, “I’ll make it up to you, Okay? I’ll be here for you, a-and Ella and then for our son when he’s born. I’m sorry- a-and if i was here you wouldn’t have gotten hurt and im sorry i let that happen, Okay? I love you.” He says before wrapping his arms around me.

I nod and sink into his touch.

It felt nice to have my husband back.

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the end was lazy but i’m doneee so hope yall like it

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xorose-f1 · 9 months

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bothering - charles leclerc

summary: you have an argument with Charles... again

authors note: not proofread, sorry for any mistakes<3

contains swearing!

genre: fluff

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You couldn't deny that these days you felt really distant from Charles. It was his summer break, and you planned to spend most of your time together since you couldn't always travel to his races. You knew that he loved his job, and that he really wanted to be in a better car, so you didn't say a word when in his first few days of summer break he was away on team meetings and other work related stuff.

But after a while it became really annoying for you too, he was constantly being away while always making empty promises. "I'll take you out to dinner tonight" turned to "I'm too tired right now", "We can spend all day together tomorrow" ended up in "Sorry, I have to leave for a meeting". And all of this resulted in you almost fighting every single day, today not being an exception.

Charles just arrived home, throwing his keys to the kitchen table and sitting down on the couch. A tired sigh left his lips, as he finally looked at his phone after hours of it being silenced. The first thing he saw is the countless of messages you had sent him, and that's when the realization hit him. He forgot your date night.

7:38PM Y/N: Charles, it's almost 8PM, where are you? Weren't we supposed to go out? Y/N: Are you even looking at your phone? Y/N: I swear I'll be so mad if you forgot again

8:13PM Y/N: So I guess you did forget about it again Y/N: Can you atleast call me?

Just as he was looking at the messages, you appeared behind him.

"Charles, you promised me that we will go out tonight, do you even remember what you said yesterday?" you told him, you were really angry at this point. It bothered you that you could barely spend time together and when you did have the opportunity to, he treated you like you weren't even there.

"Y/N I told you I'm busy, what can you not understand in that? I have constant team meetings and-"

"It's your summer break Charles! You're supposed to be at home, or anywhere else other than team meetings"

You could tell that he was pissed off, but he didn't exactly deny what you just said.

"Not to mention that you didn't even left me a single text, you could have atleast said that you don't have time for me"

"Don't you understand that I'm tired too? The last thing I want to come home to every day is you arguing with me all the time and interrupting when I try to explain, can you just fucking leave me alone for once?"

"Oh so that's what the fuck you want Charles? Me to leave you alone? Do you even realize what you're saying right now?"

"Just stop for fucks sake Y/N"

And that's when you had enough. You put your hands up in defeat, looked at him with rage and left for your bedroom without saying a word. You locked the door and started sobbing a bit, as much as you tried to look tough for him you hated constantly fighting with him. You felt like you were no one to him.

Charles sighed out loud. As soon as those words left his lips he regretted it, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt you. He took his phone out of his pocket again and dialed his brother, Arthurs number.

"Hello?"

"I fucked up big time, Arthur" Charles said.

He explained everything that happened in the past few days, and his brother was shook. He never once heard Charles talk/act that way towards you, and he himself didn't know what got to him. While he was spending his summer break with his girlfriend, Carla, his brother was treating his own girlfriend like shit.

After a long call and some "you're an idiot"'s later, Charles had noticed it was already really late. He hung up the phone and went to your shared bedroom, noticing that you unlocked the door. As much as you didn't want to see him right now, you also didn't want him to sleep on the couch after the long day he had.

The first thing he noticed when he entered the bedroom was your back. You usually waited for him with open arms to cuddle, but this time you just simply turned away from him. He also noticed the dress you picked out for your date on the floor, your makeup bag being a mess and a bunch of makeup wipes, and some tissues too.

He felt like a complete asshole, not only did he avoid you but he made you cry aswell. He felt like his heart shattered at the sight of your dried tears on your cheek, but at the same time he didn't want to wake you up from your peaceful sleep.

He changed into his pajama pants, and laid down next to you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged you from behind, holding you really close to him and drifting off to sleep.

You woke up to the sun shining through the curtains, you figured it would be late already so you were surprised when you felt a pair of arms hugging you from behind. You thought that Charles will go to work today too but he didn't, when you turned around to look at him you noticed he was up already. You just looked at each other, when he broke the silence.

"I'm really sorry Y/N, I got a bit too carried away with work. I never realized how much i avoided you and I'm sorry if I hurt you with anything, I really want to make it up to you"

"It's okay, Charles" you smiled. "I know work is important-"

"Work is never more important than you, love. Now get ready, I will take you out to breakfast" he said.

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lesbianpepsi · 10 months

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love not at first sight

pairing: sam carpenter x fem!reader

summary: sam witnesses an intruder breaking in through her window at night...

words: 3.790k

warnings: pepper spraying, punching, swearing, bad writing

authors note: i'm sick, i'm sad and i'm sober. so i decided to drag my ass out of writers block and write about my wife

It was a dull Friday night in the Carpenter apartment; Tara out with her friends partying -much to Sam's dissatisfaction-, Quinn over at one of her boy toys apartment definitely having much more fun than Sam, who sat alone in her living room watching a movie with a glass of red wine.

The movie didn't interest Sam at all, to be honest she only really put on the first movie she saw so she wouldn't be alone in silence.

Sam always enjoyed solitude before the hallucinations, she used to love being alone with her thoughts. But ever since she found out that Billy fucking Loomis was her father, she's never been able to truly enjoy her alone time as she used to.

Paranoid at any given moment she'll hear his voice telling her to make her dark thoughts a reality.

As the movie reached its end Sam sighed, finishing off her wine with it.

The gnawing feeling of protectiveness hit her at the thought of Tara out there partying with her friends. Sam really hated Tara constantly going out to parties, the fear of not knowing where Tara is at all times scaring her more than she'd like to admit.

Sam stood up slowly from the couch as she pulled her phone out of her back pocket, unlocking it to send Tara another message.

Sam (8:45pm): If you need me, call me and I'll be there straight away.

Tara (9:21pm): ok

Sam (10:13pm): I'm heading off to bed soon, I've left the door unlocked for you, please don't stay out too late.

Tara (11:38pm): thx

Sam (12:12am): It's getting quite late now, Tara. Please be back before one, I don't like you staying out so late.

Sam stared at the screen for a few minutes in hopes Tara would respond quickly, but it didn't surprise her when she didn't. Shutting her phone off she shoved it back into her jean pocket, heading towards the dark kitchen with her empty glass of wine.

How sad is this, Sam thought sarcastically to herself as she dropped the glass next to the sink, leaning against the counter for a moment.

Just for that moment she heard a sound, it was essentially non audible, but somehow Sam heard it.

Turning around so her back faced the counter Sam slowly opened the drawer and grabbed the one of many pepper sprays, gripping it tightly in her right hand.

The room fell silent.

Sam's eyes peered around the kitchen frantically, desperately trying to figure out where that noise came from.

When suddenly the kitchen window began rolling open slowly, and a few moments later a figure emerged.

The kitchen wasn't lit with any light which didn't allow Sam to see the intruders face, using that to her advantage she creeped towards the person who had no clue Sam was there.

"I'm never touching fucking jäger again." A feminine voice slurred out, wobbling towards the wall, aimlessly looking out for a light switch.

Sam's steps were featherlight as she crept behind her, her eyes cold and dark as the woman's hand found the light switch on the wall.

The lights flickered on causing the woman to groan as she turned away, her body turning to look at Sam.

Before the woman could do anything Sam without hesitation pepper sprayed the woman right in her eyes erupting a loud scream from the woman.

"Who the fuck are you?!" Sam yelled darkly as she stepped back, the screaming woman covering her already crying red eyes.

"Who the fuck are you?!" You yelled back, copying Sam's words but with much more emotion compared to Sam's tone void of one. "My eyes! I think I'm going blind?!" You screeched, Sam rolled her eyes coldly as she threateningly raised her hand up again, holding the pepper spray.

"Why are you in my apartment?" Sam demanded her patience for this drunken stranger running thin.

"My eyes are burning, oh god they're melting off aren't they?" You whined before she coughed aggressively, completely dismissing Sam's question. "Why did you attack me?" You screamed as you dropped your hands from your eyes, revealing your red bloodshot eyes with red puffy skin, tears flowing out of your eyes at a rapid pace.

"Why wouldn't I?" Sam spat out as she lowered her hand back down, although you were a complete stranger she knew she meant no harm and was only a drunken fool.

You scoffed as you glared at Sam, coughing as you covered your hand over your mouth. "Look, I don't care if you're one of Danny's sleeping buddies, I will kick your ass out of my apartment."

Danny?

"Your apartment? This is my apartment you fucking idiot, nobody named Danny even lives here!" You blinked frowned as you opened your mouth to argue, your eyes finally scanning the scenery around you, finally you noticed that this wasn't your apartment.

Your burning eyes widened dramatically as you turned to look at Sam, eyes not even focused on her.

"You're not one of Brackett's bum buddies?" You questioned in a slurring voice. Sam grimaced at the thought as she figured out you somehow knew Danny, her new friend.

"Danny doesn't even live here, lady. He lives in the apartment complex opposite of here." Sam explained through gritted teeth as she pointed towards the window you came from, pointing towards the other apartment building.

"Oh." You mumbled. Sam scoffed as she nodded her head. "Yes, oh."

"Where the fuck am I then?" Sam was about to strangle you, she swears on her dead fathers grave.

"You're in my house, not yours and Danny's, and I'd really appreciate it if you'd fuck off." Sam explained as she stormed off past you, hitting you in the shoulders as she headed towards the door.

You scoffed loudly as you sloppily turned around to peer at where Sam was going. "No need to be rude, Miss Pepper Spray." You said, laughing a little at your own words as if you were the funniest person on earth.

Sam rolled her eyes as she opened the door with force, leaning against the door. "You live with Danny Brackett?" She asked to which you nodded her head, walking towards Sam, almost tripping over yourself in your high heels.

"How do you know, Miss Pepper Spray?" You mumbled as you walked past Sam, leaving the apartment in whole.

Sam felt ever so tempted to slam the door shut and forget about you, but that gnawing feeling of letting you walk alone in the night didn't feel right to Sam. Especially since you were having issues seeing because Sam had pepper sprayed you.

Biting the inside of her cheeks she watched as you wandered to the opposite end of where the stairs were, talking to yourself at how much your eyes hurt.

"Fuck sakes." Sam grumbled before she marched towards you, dragging you back into the apartment.

"Stop moving so fast!" You whined as Sam shut the door, walking towards the dining table still holding your forearm.

Sam ignored you as she forcefully sat you down on one of the wooden chairs, turning her back on you a few seconds later to grab a 'Pepper Spray Antidote' spray from the same draw she got the pepper spray.

A purchase she had made many months ago after Chad peppered sprayed himself in the eyes.

"Am I back home?" You asked as Sam approached you, her eyes still cold as she grabbed at your jaw, making you look up at her.

Your painfully red eyes widened at the hold. "Don't kill my eyes again please!"

Sam rolled her eyes as she showed you the spray. "This will help with the pain." Sam told you, to which you beamed at. She took that as permission as she stepped closer to you, standing between your legs as she stared down at you. Carefully she began spraying a large amount of the liquid into your eyes, her grip on your jaw softening the slightest.

As Sam suddenly noticed the closeness she couldn’t help but notice how utterly gorgeous you are.

Every single feature about you Sam couldn’t help but find attractive. Your hair, your figure, your lips, your small relieved smile and even your eyes, even when slightly swollen and bloodshot she could still admire your beauty.

Was it the wrong time to think that?

Once she sprayed more than enough on both eyes she dropped the spray onto the table. "Better?" Sam asked, you nodded your head slowly as Sam felt you lean into her hand. "Still hurts like a bitch though."

"Can you see better?" She questioned once again; her voice had softened but you couldn't tell the difference.

"Kinda."

"Good enough." She mumbled as she dropped her hand from your jaw. "I'm taking you back to your actual apartment now, lady. So c'mon."

"Lady? That's fancy." You snorted as you wobbly stood up, arms spread out as you tried to balance yourself.

Sam tried not to facepalm at the entire situation, it made it even harder since Sam for some reason made it her duty to look after you.

"Can you walk?" She asked impatiently, her eyes flickering down to your heels. You looked down with Sam, giggling like a child.

"Jesus, I forgot how big these heels are." Sam sighed as she looked around the apartment to see if there were any trainers near. Her eyes landed on her old Nike trainers, those will do, she thought to herself as she went over to grab them.

Picking them up off of the floor she returned to you. "Do you want to walk back home in these?" You nodded your head greedily at that.

"Please, my feet are killing me more than my eyes." You slurred as you dropped back down onto the chair. Slowly, you took off your heels with a relieved moan.

Not wanting to waste more time, Sam simply dropped to her knees and put the shoes on for you.

"Holy shit, I'm like cinderella." You laughed drunkenly as you looked down at Sam with amusement. Sam huffed as she gazed back up at you, an unamused look on her face. "And you're my prince charming, well, my princess charming. Girls do it better anyway."

Amen to that

Sam stood up swiftly as she offered her hand to you, to which you accepted with a lazy smile. "Thank you my princess charming who pepper sprays people."

The corners of Sam's mouth twitched upwards to which she instantly fought the urge to smile.

"Stop calling me that." Sam mumbled as she walked alongside the slightly more sobered up you, taking slow steps.

"But Miss Pepper Spray Princess Charming is such a good name." You argued with a grin as you walked much straighter than beforehand, still swaying from side to side but it had decreased compared to earlier.

Sam rolled her eyes as your high heels dangled from her hands. "Just call me my real name, Sam."

You turned to look at her with hazy eyes as you smiled widely. "Sam." You said slowly, as if you were testing her name. "I'll just call you princess Sam then."

Sam sighed instantly and she regretted telling you her name, more focused on making sure you'll make it home safely Sam stayed silent.

"So, princess Sam, you wanna guess my name?" You asked, breaking the silence that Sam hoped would fill the walk to Danny's apartment.

"No." Sam grunted as she walked in front of you while walking down the stairs, just in case you'd fall on her, Sam breaking your fall.

You rolled your eyes at Sam's boring answer. "No isn't my name. Try again?"

"Can't we walk in silence until we arrive at yours and Danny's apartment?" You shook your head with a goofy grin as Sam held the door open for you, giggling as you walked past her. "Thank you princess charming Sam, and the answer is no. So guess!"

"Jesus Christ." The tall woman muttered under her breath as she walked by your side, her shoulder touching yours. You snorted as you turned to look at her with an amused expression. "I ain't the big J."

"Annoying?" Sam said sarcastically.

"You're really bad at this guessing game you know." You mumbled as you accidentally leaned closer to Sam as you walked.

Sam huffed a dry laugh as she looked around the quiet street before she crossed the road with you.

"And you really know how to be fucking annoying."

"That's kinda of a cunt thing to say rather than charming, princess Sam." You remarked with a giggle.

Sam's jaw tightened as she would've rather went to the party with Tara rather than have to deal with you, a drunken stranger breaking into her house.

"You're just gonna give up on the guessing game?" You teased with a slight slur still audible to your voice.

Sam nodded her head curtly as she opened the double doors to the apartment complex, holding it open for you once again.

"Guess you'll never find out then." You said as you strolled over to the elevator, grinning to yourself as you entered it.

"How sad." She spat out sarcastically. Sam followed as she stood next to you, who's leaning against the wall.

You clicked the button '7' and within a second the doors closed as a soft hum of elevator music filled up the metal box, taking the two of you upwards.

You hummed along with the music, eyes focused on the small digital clock on top of the doors. Sam studied you -who was completely unaware of her peering eyes- with an un described expression.

Had it been anyone else Sam would've thrown them out without a second thought, maybe even gone further than pepper spraying if the person fought back. But she's going all the steps with you, a complete stranger who randomly lives with her friend.

Is she only doing this in case Danny would find out she had kicked out his venerable and stupid roommate at night, or was it something else?

Sam isn't sure herself.

The elevator dinged loudly dragging Sam out of her thoughts, you sighed as you sluggishly walked out of the elevator, Sam following behind you.

You walked over to the apartment door to which Sam quickly wrapped her long slender fingers around your wrist, dragging you towards the correct door she knew Danny Brackett lived in.

"My saviour, princess Sam." You giggled to yourself.

Sam had completely run out of her patience by this moment, her body tired as she had to deal with this drunken stranger.

Banging on the door roughly with her hand in a tight fist, she stayed like that until a pissed off Danny opened the door.

His eyes widened in confusion as he took in the scene of you, still drunk and leaning against Sam and Sam with an unamused expression.

"You're lucky I didn't kill her." She mumbled to him. You grinned as you noticed Danny, throwing your arms up in the air.

"Ignore her Danny, Princess Sam is just grumpy." You told him as you walked past him, turning to look at Sam one final time, grinning like a fool as you waved enthusiastically. "Bye princess charming Sam."

Sam rolled her eyes as she fluttered her eyes away from your figure to Danny's very apparent smirk.

"Princess Sam?" He asked with amusement, Sam shook her head in annoyance. "Don't."

He laughed as he crossed his arms over his chest, glancing back at you tripping into your room before he leaned against the doorframe.

"Did you see her at the club?" He asked to which Sam shook her head, stifling a dry laugh.

"She broke into my apartment thinking it was yours, so I pepper sprayed her." Danny's eyes widened dramatically as she did a double take back to the direction of your room.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry Sam. That couldn't have been nice. Y/n is such a stupid twat when she gets hammered." He apologised with a sympathetic smile. "Thank you for making sure she got home safe though, even though what she did was just stupid."

Y/n, that name suits her, Sam can't help but think.

Sam laughed for the first time that day as she nodded her head in agreement with him. "Very."

He sighed as he rubbed his eyes with his index finger and thumb. "I'm gonna go make sure she doesn't choke on her own puke. Again, sorry about her."

"Goodnight, Danny." Sam said with a crooked smile before she turned to leave, more desperate to get to her bed than before.

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That night it didn’t take long for Sam to fall asleep. Tara was thankfully back in the apartment and fast asleep in her bed before Sam had even arrived back, which granted Sam permission to lock the door.

Sam couldn’t help but think about you as she fell asleep, much to her annoyance. Her mind kept wandering back to you at any given moment.

Why hadn’t she heard Danny mention you before? How much did you have to drink? How the fuck could someone be so breath takingly beautiful even when shitfaced? Did you think of Sam before you fell asleep?

Eventually Sam managed to fall asleep and stayed asleep for the rest of the night until the day. For the first time in a long time, Sam didn’t have a shift the next morning so the woman could have a much needed lay in.

Waking up around eleven Tara had somehow awakened before her, tiredly making her hangover breakfast. Sam grinned as she entered the kitchen to greet her sister, feeling much better than her younger sister.

The two chatted amongst each other as Sam helped Tara cook since she was convinced Tara was the absolute worst cook ever, always burning or undercooking her meals. After the two had made their meals they moved to eat it in the living room, Tara putting on Brooklyn Nine Nine for them to watch.

As they began eating a loud knock was heard at the door, Tara groaned at the loud noise as Sam sighed getting up from the comfy couch. She placed her plate on the coffee table before she walked over to the door, looking through the peephole she was surprised to see you standing there wearing thick black sunglasses and a small backpack.

Sam hesitated for a moment but reluctantly unlocked the door for you, leaning against the doorframe once she opened the door. You gave Sam a nervous smile as your hand went to lay on the back of your neck.

“Hey, Sam.” You croaked out in a much more sober voice compared to the one you had last night. “Did you sleep well?” You added after a few seconds.

Sam shrugged her shoulders as her eyes gazed at your face, a weird feeling tugging at her heartstrings the longer she gazed at your sunglasses, knowing you were hiding your swollen red eyes.

“Slept as well as a robber after a successful break in.” You chuckled as you nodded your head weakly, your hand dropping from your neck. “I guess that wasn’t the best way to meet, was it?”

Sam scoffed loudly. “No it was not.”

You smiled nervously at the woman as Sam noticed a small blush appearing on your cheeks. “I’m really sorry about that, by the way. I drank way too much, and I know that’s not an excuse for my actions, but the alcohol definitely didn’t help me in any way.” You apologised with an awkward laugh.

For some reason Sam found amusement in the entire situation, fighting the urge to smile because of you once again. “Yeah, I heard you mumbling something about never touching jäger again.”

You automatically winced at the words as if they were revolting, this time Sam couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh at the sight. “I’m honestly impressed I can even stand up straight right now. I had like sixteen shots of jäger from a drinking game.” You said as you pointed at your sunglasses. “Which explains why I'm wearing these glasses indoors, I cannot handle light at all right now. Plus I didn’t want to traumatise people with my fucked up eyes.”

“At least the glasses make you look like a bodyguard.” Sam inquired with a small smile tugging at her lips, you laughed as you nodded your head. “Robber by night, con artist by day.” You say grinning.

Sam laughs at the stupid joke, the corner of her eyes crinkling as her lips curl upwards in a larger smiler.

Why the fuck am I laughing so hard, that was a shit joke.

“Anyway, I came here for another reason other than apologising.” You explained as you shrugged off your bag. Sam watched you carefully as you took out Sam’s borrowed pair of shoes, smiling nervously as you passed them back over. “Thanks for letting me borrow these, Princess Charming.”

Sam rolled her eyes as she snatched the shoes from you, biting her inner cheek. “Just call me Sam..”

You shook your head as you smirked, letting out a low laugh as you zipped your bag back closed, throwing it over your shoulders. “But you’re the princess charming to my cinderella.”

“Whatever.” Sam muttered with a small smile.

You sighed as you glanced down the hallway before you looked back at Sam, your mouth opening to say something before you abruptly shut it before any words could be uttered. Pursing your lips you nodded your head at Sam.

“See you around, Sam.”

Sam almost frowned as she noticed you were leaving, instead she gave you a curt nod back. You waited for a second for Sam to say anything but she stayed silent, you smiled at her one final time before you turned to leave.

She watched you leave until you were fully out of her view, only then she sighed before reentering her apartment, holding her shoes as she walked back towards the living room.

“Who was that?” Tara asked, her voice loud taking Sam by surprise, making the woman drop the shoes. “Shit.” Sam grumbled as she bent down to pick them up, as she snatched at the pair she noticed a piece of paper on the floor.

Her brows furrowed together confused as she went to grab it with her free hand. As Sam read the small ripped piece of paper the corners of her lips curled up into a smile.

“i usually make better first impressions, maybe i could show you on a date sometime? :)

xxx-xxx-xxxx

-Y/n”

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