#my ex dont count cause he was a knob

[hellomissmabel]

Of all the things I’ve said and done (1)

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Pairings: Thor x reader, Bucky x reader, Stucky x reader

Warnings: Heartbreak. Cheating. Losing your job. Hitting your (ex) boyfriend. Having an utter sh*t day.

Word count: 1.3k

Summary: You’ve got life all figured out - or so you thought. One day, the sword hanging above your head finally falls downs and shatters your picture perfect life. Until you are back where it all started, or rather, with whom it all started.

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A/N: writtern for @jurassicbarnes her challenge!

“Hi there, babe,” you speak into your phone, voice a little shaky from this morning’s events. In an attempt to sound casual and warm, you make a joke about your kids and are relieved when your boyfriend on the other end of the line laughs heartily.

He talks about his day and how excited he is to be returning home after weeks away from his family. You listen attentively, humming every now and then while waiting for him to ask you the inevitable question “how was your day?”.

When you break the news to him that you’ve been laid off, the line turns silent and the tension grows inside your stomach. “Please say something,” you albeit beg until you hear him apologise and replies half-heartedly “That sucks, babe. We’ll talk about it when I get back. I’ll be there in two hours tops.”

Hanging up the phone, you place a few calls to let your sister and your friends know the party tonight is off. When you were called to the boss’ office earlier today, you thought you were finally getting the much-deserved promotion you’ve been busting your ass off for these past ten years. But no such luck, since Tony thanked you for your services and handed you a royal check to cover the rest of your wages and some more.

“Hi, Natasha,” you greet your sister with your heart on your tongue, immediately spilling the beans to her. “Tony fired me and I don’t know what to do. I’ve got my youngest his birthday party coming up and…”

Natasha stops you right there, her stern voice snapping you out of your worried daze. “Stop it, Y/N. Your son will be fine. The birthday party will be perfect. You’ll find a job soon enough. You won’t have to worry about money at all. Your husband is CEO of his father’s company and they’re loaded with heaps and heaps of money. So don’t you worry, love.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” you answer your sister, your tone much softer as the anxiety in your mind dulls down a little. “I’ve gotta go now. He’ll be home in a few and I’ve still got some people to call about the party…”

“I’m sorry about your party, Y/N. I’m sorry it’s not the ‘congratulations you got promoted’ party we were all hoping for. Everybody was convinced that when you got the memo Stark wanted to meet up with you today, you’d be promoted or even made partner. You’ve dedicated ten years of your life to that shit company. You deserved better.”

After finishing your phone calls and notifying everyone that the party is cancelled because you’re not feeling very well, thus postponing the unavoidable news that you’ve lost your job for at least day or two. Feeling less blue after you’ve dealt with all your friends and family, colleagues and acquaintances, you can now finally rest in the couch and wait for your boys to get home.

At four p.m. sharp your two bandits storm the house and rush into your arms, yelling and squealing ‘mommy’ at the top of their lungs. “Daddy is home! Daddy is home!,” your eldest son Dean shouts into your ear just as Thor walks into the living room.

The blond pecks your temple as you continue to wrestle with your boys in your arms. You pout your lips for another kiss but Thor has already moved onwards to the kitchen for a drink. He drinks a lot these months but as long as Dean and Sam are around, you know better than to argue about it.

“My darlings, would you mind going to your rooms for a little while? Mommy wants to talk to daddy,” you asks your kids softly, giving them a big hug before they hurry off to their rooms.

They’re good kids and for now do as they’re told. Nevertheless, you have a feeling once they’re older, especially Dean is going to cause some trouble. Sam has always been the quieter one yet he can easily be spurred on  by his more rebellious older brother.

Following after your boyfriend to the kitchen, you lean against the island and watch painfully as Thor downs two glasses of whiskey. Once he’s set his glass down and put the bottle away in the liquor cabinet again, he walks towards you so he’s now standing in front of you, pushing his chest to yours with the amber liquid clear on his breath.

“I have something to tell you, Y/N. But I didn’t want to do it in front of the boys.” Swallowing thickly and searching his bright blue eyes for a hint, you feel the edge of the counter dig into your back as you try to keep some distance between you and your already drunk husband.

“I know Dean isn’t mine. Sam is mine, the long hair pretty much gives it away, but Dean isn’t. Now, I never really thought much about it since I love you and we were happy. But while I was away, my eyes opened and I realised that I don’t want to marry you.”

Your mouth falls open at his confession, your fists clenched while you try to keep your composure. With gritted teeth you ask him why now, why does he have to break your heart now? “I cheated on you, Y/N. With Sif, my personal assistant. I’ve been cheating on you for a while now, babe. I’m sorry you got sacked today, I really am. But I was going to tell you either way.”

Punching him right on the nose while kicking him in his crotch, you raise your voice at him, anger rolling in thick waves off you. “You fucking bastard! If you knew Dean isn’t yours, then why didn’t you ever try to talk to me about it? And how dare you cheat on me while all I do is take care of the kids and make money?!”

As you push him aside, you pick up his bags he left at the door while turning the door knob, gesturing for him to leave with a deadly glare killing your ever so friendly expression. “Leave. Go to Sif. Go fuck your assistant. But don’t you ever think you’ll get custody over Sam and Dean. I’ll send over your stuff, if I don’t feel like throwing them away instead.”

Thor huffs as he rips the bag from your hands and bumps his shoulder into the frame of the door when you push him outside with all your strength. “Nine years, Thor, we’ve been together for nine years and you just fucked that all up because what? You wanted another pussy to lick?”

“Oh fuck off, Y/N. You should be happy you had me to take care of you while you were pregnant with his child! You won’t survive without a job or enough money to support all three of you.”

He is seething now, unlocking his car and stumping towards it. “And when you’re drowning in debt, I’ll come for you and get my kid back. Yes, you heard that right. My kid. Sam. I’m coming for Sam, you can keep the bastard.”

“We will see about that, Thor. Don’t you underestimate me.”

Throwing the door into the lock without another word, you collapse against it and start to sob uncontrollably. Your arms you lace around your knees once you hike them up to your chest, burying your face into them, until your boys exit their rooms upon hearing their mother’s cries. They hold and comfort you until the initials stab of hurt has subsided and the emptiness arises after the heartbreak.

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