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#when they met at the diner in s2 i was like oh hey yeah they could be a thing i guess
fific7 · 3 years
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Dangerous and Divine - Part 20
Billy Russo x Reader
Summary: Billy Russo is an itch you don’t want to scratch. But he’s all over you like a rash.
A/N: This does not follow canon, it’s mainly fluff & lemon zest 🍋 Hopefully you’ve guessed by now that is my “Billy Russo Deserves Real Love AU” as I totally refuse to accept what happened in S2! The GIF is from Exposed, unreleased pilot show in case you’re wondering 😌... Billy vibes.
Warnings: 18+ NSFW due to sexual content including unprotected* sex between consenting adults. Some drinking & swearing.
*Irl, please don’t go wild in the country without protection.
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You’d just realised that - despite his little caveman episode earlier on - you didn’t ever want any man except Billy in your life.
Still gazing into his dark chocolate eyes, you heard yourself saying, “I think I’ll have that ring, please.”
You really wished you’d had your phone in your hand to take a photo of Billy’s face, because it was what they call ‘a picture’.
Never had you seen his mouth drop open so wide. He gaped at you for what felt like minutes, until he stuttered, “Th... the ring???” You nodded, “Yeah.”
He grabbed your hand and stood up, moving quickly out of the booth and dragging you along with him. Glancing at the waitress, who was looking very surprised, he said happily, “Sorry, miss. We’re gonna have to leave. Sorry ‘bout that.” She shrugged and turned away as Billy rushed to the door, you in tow.
Once outside you huffed, “Billy! Slow down! And what about lunch?!” “Nah, nah, nah. Lunch’s gonna have to wait!” “But I’m starving!” “Angel, I’ll get you lunch soon, I promise ya. Right now? I need to get you back to the apartment. Get that ring on your finger ‘fore you change your mind!”
He continued moving along the sidewalk at speed, gripping your hand tightly almost like he thought you’d try to get away. You were beginning to pant slightly as he was going at such a rate, his long legs eating up the sidewalk, and you laughed breathlessly, “Seriously, Billy, slow down!” He dropped back ever so slightly, “Nearly there, angel,” he grinned at you.
Eventually you arrived back at his apartment, Billy throwing open the door and then slamming it behind the two of you. Just as well he doesn’t have neighbours up here, you thought, otherwise they wouldn’t be very happy.
The next second, Billy’s mouth was on yours in a fiery kiss. He broke away, “Wait there, wait there!” He almost bounced over to the kitchen table and grabbed the ring box. Meanwhile, you were smiling at his goofy schoolboyish enthusiasm. Then he was back in front of you and dropping to one knee again, but this time looking happy as a clam. The ring box was held up towards you, open on this occasion, and its occupant sparkled at you as it caught the light.
A bit out of breath, he said your name in a serious tone before continuing, “....I’ve said all this to you before, but I’ll say it over and over again. As many times as you need me to say it. I want you in my life.... I’ll always want you in my life, angel. I love you so much it hurts, and I can’t be without you.” The dark eyes stared intently into yours, “Will you marry me? Please?”
This time you reached out and stroked the hand which was holding the ring box, “Yes, Billy.... I will.”
The smile which appeared on his face would’ve put the sun to shame. He leapt up, fumbling a bit as he took the ring out of the box, taking hold of your hand and sliding it onto your waiting finger. It fitted perfectly. How’d he manage that? you thought.
But when you met Billy’s eyes they were full of tears. You immediately reached up and stroked his face, “Billy.... you’re crying.” He sucked in a big breath and wiped a hand across his eyes, pulling you into his arms and just holding you close.
“Thank you,” he whispered next to your ear. “I really hope you don’t feel like I pressurised you into this, angel. It means so much to me that you said yes. But just ‘cause I wanted it so bad doesn’t mean I ignored what you said before. Hey, we can still get to know each other while you’re wearin’ that ring on your finger. I just wanted something that said to the world you’re mine.”
“Big sap,” you smiled against his chest. He chuckled, “Yeah, I’ve already admitted I am,” before tipping your chin up with one long finger. His lips hovered over yours, “You’re my fiancée now.” You nodded, “Yes I am.” His mouth gently met yours and he kissed you... softly, slowly, with love.
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After a prolonged and passionate kissing session on Billy’s sofa, you two finally made it back out for lunch. Which mightily pleased you, as you were absolutely starving by now. Billy had your hand in his and he was happily swinging both your arm and his backwards and forwards as you two walked back to the same diner you’d been in earlier.
He’d asked if you wanted to go elsewhere, but you just couldn’t face going even a little bit further away - you were sure you’d faint from hunger if you did.
The same waitress looked round from where she was leaning on the counter as you and Billy went back in, and tracked you over to the same booth you’d occupied before. Whipping out her notepad and pen, she was once again drinking in Billy with her eyes and ignoring you so a bit pettily, you picked up the menu with a flourish so that the diamonds in your ring flashed as they caught the light.
Her eyes were drawn to it - as you’d expected them to be - and widened quite noticeably. Billy was smirking at you, as he knew exactly what you were doing. He repeated almost the same thing he’d said earlier, “And my fiancée will have.....”
You hid a grin and ordered steak and chips, and Billy smiled “I’ll have the same,” at the waitress, before switching his gaze back to you a millisecond later. She looked at you, her mouth set in an irritated line and turned on her heel without another word. “And two beers, please,” you called after her. “Okay,” she said over her shoulder. You grinned over at your fiancé - your stomach leapt as you thought of him as that for the first time - “Y’know, if she worked for me, I’d fire her.” Billy nodded, smirking, “I know you would, angel. And not just ‘cause she’s got the hots for your fiancé.”
You swiped the menu at his his head, and he ducked out of the way with a joyous chuckle. You could tell that Billy was almost incandescent with happiness, and you felt glad that you’d made him really smile again.
While waiting on your food, you had a ‘brilliant’ idea. With Billy watching on with an amused smirk on his face, you took a photo of your ring and sent it to Karen.
About 10 seconds later, your phone rang and you answered it to a long loud shriek of “Ohmygod-Ohmygod-Ohmygod!” “Hi Karen,” you replied, holding the phone away from your ear and smiling at Billy.
She took a breath before saying, “So you did it! What happened to slowing down and waiting a little bit, then?!” You laughed, putting the phone on speaker, “I came round to Billy’s way of thinking.” You heard a chuckle from her, then Frank’s voice in the background, “Whass goin’ on?” Karen filled him in on the new development, he yelled something unintelligible and then suggested you all meet up for a celebratory drink. “Did you hear that?” asked Karen, “Wanna meet up for a drink?”
You looked over at Billy with a raised eyebrow, he nodded, so you said to Karen you’d meet the two of them at a bar halfway between the two neighbourhoods.
After consuming your late lunch faster than the speed of light, you and Billy headed out from the diner (you couldn’t resist giving the waitress the brightest smile as she frowned over at you while Billy paid) and walked to the bar to meet your two friends. Just as you approached it, a body slammed into you and two arms got you in a bear hug. Initially freezing in shock, you relaxed as you heard Karen squealing into your ear.
You managed to extricate yourself and as you did so, she grabbed your left hand, pulling it up to her face and squealing again, “Oh...! oh my god, it looks so good on you!” Grinning, you replied, “Why thank you,” as you made your way into the bar. Heading to an empty table, Frank went to the bar and ordered a bottle of champagne, returning to the table with it in an ice bucket. “Didn’t really see Frank as a champagne kinda guy,” you whispered to Karen. She and Billy grinned as Frank said. “I heard that!” and you looked at him apologetically, “C’mon, Frank, when was the last time you drank champagne?” He smiled, but a bit sadly, “At my wedding.”
Oh no, you thought, feeling instantly guilty. However Frank laughed now, “But if this isn’t a good time to take my second hit of champagne, I don’t know what is!” He glanced fondly over at Billy, who seemed to have a permanent smile on his face, then back at you, shaking his head and smiling, “You two.... I can’t keep up with you!”
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After several pleasant hours of drinking, chatting and laughing, you’d all eventually left the bar and gone your separate ways. Billy was now mildly tipsy, and insisted on walking down the street with both arms wrapped right around you. Which was fine until you met people coming in the other direction, meaning you had to dodge round them in an awkward dance, pulling Billy this way and that while he just clung onto you like an extra-large koala bear.
Back at his place, you were amused to see Billy’s eyes beginning to close drowsily, so despite all the filthy promises he’d been whispering into your ear the entire walk back, you two ended up just falling into bed and going to sleep.
You weren’t sure how many hours later, but you started to surface from your deep sleep as you suddenly became aware of hands on your breasts and something hard between your legs. Your eyes slowly opened to see Billy’s big dark eyes looking down into yours and then his hand found its way to your ring finger, bringing it to his lips and kissing it. Billy had somehow managed to part your legs and manoeuvre himself between them while you were sleeping on your side. Realising that Billy was already inside you and beginning to thrust, you whispered, “Billy, you cheeky big devil!!! I’m not awake yet,” but you only heard a low laugh from him as he carried on making love to you.
He was nuzzling into your neck, kissing and licking so you decided to take what was yours and grabbed two handfuls of his hair, pulling on it. He laughed out loud, “I guess you get to do that whenever you like now,” and thrust extra deep, making you gasp. “Definitely,” you managed to say as he rolled you over onto your back and pulled your knees up. His lips moved to your breasts, and your head went back onto the pillows as his tongue did its best work.
Suddenly he hit your sweet spot, and you hauled on his hair like you were trying to rein in a runaway horse, hearing an answering “Ow!” from him. You were just smirking to yourself when your climax hit you, and your mind went blank as you became completely immersed in it. Billy kept up his fast pace until you felt him shudder and release into you, his mouth biting down on your shoulder.
He moved onto his back, but somehow managing to stay inside you for the moment even as he softened. “Sweetheart.... you know I’m happy that you like my hair, but I truly don’t wanna be bald!” he laughed as he tried to get his breath back.
“I’ll buy you a wig!” you replied, “...sorry, Billy... not gonna stop pulling your hair, you know I’m not.”
Billy smiled lazily over at you, eyes staring into yours as he pulled slowly out of you, saying happily, “Yeah, angel, don’t worry... I know you’re not!”
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After breakfast, which involved a certain amount of kissing as well as the food items, you said to Billy that you needed to go shopping. You were just finishing a catch-up text with Jake, and noticed Billy reaching for his jacket. “No!” you blurted out, and he looked over at you in confusion and with a slightly hurt look on his face.
Billy seemed to need to be physically attached to you right now; he couldn’t stop stroking, touching, hugging, kissing you (with some licking thrown in there for good measure), so he looked really disappointed that you were insisting on going on your own. “I’ve just got a couple of extremely boring things to pick up, poppet and I don’t want to inflict that on you,” you soothed, going over to him for yet another long kiss.
“Okay, sweetheart,” he grumbled, “...how long you gonna be?” You stroked his face, “Not long, I promise.” A slightly happier look on his face, he sprawled out on the sofa and switched on the TV, so you sang out, “Bye!” and made your escape, a satisfied little smirk on your face.
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Twenty minutes later, you were in Harry Winston’s Fifth Avenue store. The sales assistant was looking at you as if you’d been let out of a psychiatric unit for the day. You’d just handed her a ring made of out of a sliver of Post-It note, rolled up and sellotaped together. She took it from you, holding it between two fingers as if it might bite her.
You sighed, and decided to explain the situation to her as otherwise you didn’t think she’d take you seriously. “Look, my fiancé got me this ring....” extending your rock-laden finger towards her, “... but it was a complete surprise.” She now gave you a warm smile, recognising one of their very expensive engagement rings.
“And I want to get him a ring,” you carried on, “...and I want it to be a surprise for him too. Had to pretend I was just idly wrapping scrap paper round his fingers while I was watching something on Netflix.” It did look like something a kindergarten kid might’ve made, but you were quite proud of your improvised way of finding out Billy’s ring size.
Now she was really getting into it, leading you to a display case of big chunky men’s rings. “I’ve got something in mind, but I’m not sure you’ll have it in stock yet.” She gave you a quizzical look, and you described a ring you’d noticed recently in a fashion magazine; a fairly thin matt black titanium band, with two ultra-thin strips of platinum running round each edge. You knew that one of those chunky ones just wouldn’t look right at all on Billy’s long, slim finger.
She gave you a huge smile, “We’ve just launched some new collections, and that’s one of them! - our Midnight range. Please wait here, madam, and I’ll be right back.”
Soon you were on your way back uptown to Lenox Hill, and this time you were the one with a ring box hidden away out of sight.
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As you let yourself into the apartment and hung up your jacket by the door, you noticed that Billy had dozed off on the sofa. You loved watching Billy sleep, so perched on the edge next to him and stroked back a couple of strands of hair which had strayed onto his forehead.
He awoke at your touch, smiling sleepily up at you, “Angel, you’re back...”
You took hold of his left hand, and scrabbled around in your bag for the ring box. “Billy.... you remember you said you wanted something to show the world I belonged to you?” He gazed back at you warily, as if he thought you might’ve changed your mind while you were out. “Uh... yeah?”
“Well, snap!” you said, finally finding the box, opening it and then sliding the black band onto his ring finger.
Billy’s eyes widened, and mouth opened in surprise. “Wow!” he said, sitting up and looking at it closely, “I love it!” You breathed a sigh of relief: some guys didn’t even like wearing their wedding bands, never mind an engagement ring. “So you’ll wear it?” you asked. He nodded, “Uhuh, course I will, angel!”
He turned his hand this way and that, and you admired how good the slim band looked on his finger.
His dark eyes met yours, and he gave a low chuckle, “Ha, see...? Now you’ve got me on that leash, sweetheart!”
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emelywrites · 4 years
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Hi! I’m loving your Diego fics, can I request one too? Since that scene in s2 where they show us all the siblings as adults but still in the academy uniforms (thus, still part of it), I love the idea of an au where that same Diego meets a girl outside of the academy, who makes him want to have a different life than the one he has (make sense?). Because the Diego of the au still lives in the academy, but after meeting her, he wants a new life, with her. I’d love to read something on these lines:)
Hey, I went a bit off track, but I hope you like it! I’m also aware that the life that is described for the reader isn’t something common in the US but I feel like we’re all dreaming in these stories, so imagine!
Warnings: Language, child neglect, emotional manipulation (We all know Reggie’s a shit dad, so that)
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His own life
Diego had tried before. When they were seventeen all the Hargreeves kids had tried to just leave. Diego stopped his actions without hesitation when mom walked in and asked him to stay. Gave him a whole lecture on how him and his siblings were heroes and had to stick around because what would the Umbrella Academy be without them? What would she be without them? That same monologue worked on Klaus. Luther didn’t even need a lecture. One „Are you sure about this?“ And he started unpacking again.
Alison and Vanya weren’t so easy to convince. Alison had big dreams and Vanya just wanted to get out of her own personal hell. Grace, Pogo and Dad had caught them in the foyer. Vanya started to feel bad about her decision, especially when they brought up the possibility of failure all alone in a big, scary world. Alison even tried rumoring her way past them but of course Dad had managed to use that against her.
„If that is your way of handling all your problems outside of those doors, you’re not really handling anything, Number two. Now go back up to your room, I expect you at dinner in 30 minutes.“ So Alison had tears in her eyes at the thought of having to use her powers for everything. And she stayed, too.
Now they were nearing their thirties. They were still wearing their stupid uniforms. Going on missions at least twice a week and having to help out around the house was getting boring and frankly, exhausting. They did get to leave occasionally. Going to the diner at the corner, going to some fancy restaurant when Dad felt like they deserved it or just laying around in the courtyard. Every time they were at the diner he saw some people around who were just enjoying themselves. No worries in the world and a life of their own to live.
One particular Saturday afternoon they were sitting in the diner again. Diego was drinking a black coffee and eating a jelly donut. They weren’t talking. They never did. They just weren’t allowed to go out on their own, or to unknown places, so every Saturday afternoon they were sitting in this diner, rarely even sharing a table, just enjoying not being at the Academy. Diego was sitting in a booth on his own. Vanya was sitting by the counter, pulling apart a glazed donut and dunking each piece into her glass of milk. Klaus was laying in another booth, an empty glass of some extravagant milkshake standing on the table. Luther and Alison were sharing a table sitting across from each other, sharing a strawberry milkshake and a chocolate eclair and a chocolate glazed donut sitting next to it.
They all thought it was weird. Alison and Luther had been ‚secretly‘ dating since forever. They didn’t like thinking about it because they still thought of each other as siblings. But to be honest, Diego was jealous. He had never really been in love. How should he? He never met anyone outside the house. 
„Hey, Auntie Agnes, sorry, I’m a bit late. Study group took a bit longer today“, a beautiful woman who came running in, said to the woman behind the counter.
„That’s alright, dear. Put on the uniform really quick and then I can go out for the day“, she smiled.
Diego looked after the beautiful woman. He had only caught a glance at her as she was rushing in and when she came back out she started cleaning up, while Agnes left. When she arrived at Diego’s table he smiled up at her.
„Can I get you anything else?“, she asked, smiling back at him.
„Uhm- Maybe a refill? And- and another jelly donut maybe“, he ordered nervously. Why was he so nervous around her?
„Alrighty then.“
Just about a minute later she came back with a new donut and the coffee can. She leaned against the booth with her arms crossed.
„It’s a little sad, isn’t it? When I was little this place was always buzzing but it really let itself go in these past few years“, she started small-talk, probably sensing that he liked her company, but also bored because there was nothing to do around here, „I’ve been helping out for a few years now, since I started my undergraduate, to make some money on the side. I’m about to be a doctor.“
„That’s awesome. You sound like you’ve got it together.“ Diego was a little jealous. She seemed as though she had all these plans and no one holding her back, quite the opposite obviously, since she was apparently working at her aunt’s shop.
She laughed. „No, I don’t think anyone does. That’s kind of the thrill, isn’t it? Not knowing where life is gonna go?“, she sat down opposite him, „When I graduated high school I took a year off and helped out in a crisis area. My parents were really scared but it gives you a sense of humility and accomplishment. And before I entered medical school, I did that again, just in a different place. I wanna see the world.“
Diego got really sad, she had done so much in her life and she still had plans. He had never left the city in his life, rarely even left the house. „I wish I could do that.“
„Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to brag like that. My parents are really supportive, I couldn’t have done all that without them“, she looked a little embarrassed.
„Oh, I don’t think, money would be the problem. My dad’s an eccentric billionaire. He just isn’t too supportive. We don’t get to live our own lives.“
She reached out her hand to hold his and smiled. „I can’t imagine what that’s like, I’m sorry. If you got your own life, what would you do?“
Diego snorted. He hadn’t thought about that since Mom had convinced him to stay. Back then he had wanted to keep fighting crime, just without his Dad. He had wanted to become a policeman, a real righteous citizen. Maybe get married, have kids. He had given that up around twenty. 
„I don’t know anymore. There’s nowhere to go. I’m turning 30 this year, I should have started my own life ages ago.“
She smiled. „It’s never too late. I’m (Y/N) by the way, I’m here three days a week, five pm to midnight. Tell me, if you find something.“
She filled his mug and then went back behind the counter where someone had just sat down. Diego couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. Would she really help him have his own life?
Diego pondered the idea for a bit. Only a month later, when they went back to the diner, he took a bag with his important stuff and didn’t tell anyone about his plans. (Y/N) wasn’t there. It was 4.30 pm. He sat down in the booth where he had sat before, ordered a coffee and a jelly donut and waited. He looked at the clock. 5.30 pm. She wasn’t here. He decided to ask.
„Hi, sorry, is (Y/N) coming in today?“
„Oh, no, sorry, she graduated last week and moved out. She immediately joined the Doctors Without Borders. We’re worried but proud. She’ll be back in a few months. Do you know her?“, Agnes explained, smiling.
„Yeah, when she was working last months, she told me to come back if I knew what to do. I just- I know now, would you tell her that if you get to it?“, he put the money for his order onto the counter and left, into a new life.
Two years later
Diego had made it. He had received his associate’s degree from the Police Academy. Full in uniform, Saturday, five pm, he entered the diner again, hoping that maybe he’d see her again. He sat down in the same booth where he had sat two years ago, ordered a coffee and a jelly donut and waited. His siblings entered shortly after he had. 
„Oh my god, Diego?“, Alison said and sat down in front of him, „What the fuck? Mom was sitting in her gallery for days after she found your note, how could you just leave like that?“
„I have my own life. It’s great, you should try it.“ Diego looked down and smiled.
„Is that a police uniform? Where did you steal that from?“, Luther asked.
„Yeah, it is. And I didn’t steal it, I earned it. I went to police academy, I’m a policeman now“, Diego grew in his seat and pointed at his name tag, „You see ‚Hargreeves‘. That’s me. I’m a police officer.“
The bell by the door rang again and he looked up. She entered. It was her. (Y/N). Diego got up and joined her where she had sat down at the counter.
„Hi, remember me?“, he asked. She turned around and smiled at him.
„Hey, I’m sorry, I don’t think you ever told me your name, but yeah, I remember you“, she looked him up and down, „You got your own life, huh?“
„Yes, I’m Diego, by the way. Thanks. I don’t think I’d have ever started without you, so I owe you.“
She smirked. „Maybe you could pay up with dinner, tomorrow night?“
He laughed under his breath. „I’d like that.“
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sleepywinchester · 7 years
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Behind The Story S2 | Pt. 17
Summary: The reader and Jensen fly together back to LA,
Author: sleepywinchester {prev; deanwinchester-af}
Characters: Jensen, Reader, Jared, Gen and Cast Cameos.
Pairings: Single!Jensen x Actress!Reader (Nina Dobrev = Faceclaim)
Words: 1.3k+
Warnings: Angst.
Beta: @waywardlullabies
Disclaimer: NO HATE TOWARDS DANNEEL!
Note: Hope you guys like this one!!!
Title: For Our Daughter’s Sake
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Instead of having your mother fly to San Diego with JJ, Jensen traveled back to Los Angeles with you. Having JJ around wasn’t the smartest idea with all the media that was in San Diego.
It felt weird being next to him for the short flight. There was so much history between the two of you, yet neither could form a non-awkward sentence.
“Do you think we can make this co-parenting work?” Jensen broke the silence.
You looked at him, “I mean… We have to. For JJ.”
Jensen’s eyes lit up at the sound of her name. “Yeah,” he smiled slightly. “I miss her.”
“She really misses you,” you said. “She always says da-da all around.”
He smiled, glad his daughter haven’t forget about him. You guys didn’t talked much the rest of the flight. Once in LA, you two drove straight back to your place.
“Hey sweetheart,” Jensen greeted your daughter with a bright smile.
She smiled and giggled, extending her small hands to the air towards him. “Da-da,” she said.
Jensen lifted her up, kissing her rosy cheeks and hugging her. You took the moment in for another second before walking out of JJ’s room and into the living room. You met with Shay, who was checking up your agenda. She looked up to you with worriness in her eyes.
“I’m okay,” you gave her a weak smile, taking a seat next to her.
Only a few people knew the real reason behind yours and Jensen’s separation, Shay being one of them. She was hesitant when you asked her to go home and take care of JJ until you got there. You didn’t want to your mother to face Jensen. It was a drama that you weren’t ready to face.
“He just wanted to spend time with her… I-I couldn’t say no.” You sighed.
Shay nodded once and turned to her computer. “Do you want to go get lunch?”
You looked at her, “Yeah. Kill some time while he’s with her.”
“My point,” she smiled.
You walked upstairs to see Jensen sitting in the floor playing with JJ. You couldn’t help but smile at the scene happening in front of your eyes. He looked up and smiled as well.
“Um,” you put a lock of hair behind your ear, “I’m going to grab lunch with Shay…”
“Oh,” Jensen held onto JJ, “do you want me to leave?”
“No,” you quickly said. “You can stay here while I go out…”
Jensen cracked a smile, “Okay. See you later.”
“There’s some of her food in the fridge if she gets hungry and all her supplies are in that closet,” You pointed at the set of doors next to him. “Call me if you need anything.”
He nodded once before turning his attention back to JJ.
You and Shay decided to have lunch in a nice restaurant in Downtown, Los Angeles. When you hired her, it was because of her good skills and personality. But you never thought that you’d also find a great friend.
“Welcome,” the waitress greeted.
You smiled to her, “Hi.”
Without wasting anytime you and Shay ordered and were waiting on the food.
“So…” Shay put her glass of water on top of the table, “Are you accepting the role on Arrow?”
“I already did,” you flashed a grin, “it’ll probably going to kill me but it’s only like two episodes.”
Shay instantly smiled, “I’m so excited! You’re going to be cat-woman!”
“Shhh,” you glanced around, “it’s a surprise.”
She huffed a laugh, “Alright. I’ll calm myself.”
The food finally came and you both began to eat. It was in that moment that the table behind you was occupied by two new customers. They were talking and laughing at something one of them said.
“I’m telling you,” the woman said, “it was like low hanging fruit.”
Her friend giggled, “I can’t believe you did that... went into his bedroom, made him drunker and pretended he slept with you? Kudos to you, bitch.”
Your eyes shot to Shay, who was listening to their conversation.
The woman laughed with a disgusting pride regarding her action. “I’m telling you,” she paused, “I’m just waiting on filming to start, to start on phase two of my plan.”
“Which is…?” The friend asked.
“Get myself pregnant by someone else and say it’s his.” She said proudly.
“That’s very low, Claudia.”
When you heard that name came out of the other woman your blood pressure increased. You wanted to stand up and confront her but something inside you knew it wasn’t the right time.
“I don’t care,” Claudia spat, “they already called off the wedding. Jensen Ackles is going to be mine,” she said, “I guarantee you that.”
“That’s it,” you growled and stood up. Shay quickly followed your lead.
You turned and stood in front of Claudia’s table, glaring straight into her face. If you could take a picture of her face in this moment, you’d do it. She looked back at you with wide eyes. Claudia wasn’t apologetic but she was surprised of your presence. You scoffed feeling stupid for ever thinking Jensen cheated.
“Of course it was all a fucking lie,” you growled at her.
Claudia took a deep breath, “It wasn’t-.”
“Shut the hell up!” You shouted, pointing at her. “I can’t believe you planned everything!” Your voice was getting louder and with it having everyone’s attention. “I can’t believe you making believe that!” She was about to speak when you grabbed her red wine and threw it over her white dress. The splash covering half of her face and chest.
“Bitch!” She stood up.
You felt the flashing cameras around you but there was no care in the world.
“You’re the only heartless bitch in this place,” Shay shouted behind you. “Let’s go, Y/N.”
“I can’t believe this,” you said glaring at the road while Shay drove back to your apartment. “She made everything up,” you scoffed with unbelief, “she-,” a tear fell down your face and looked back to Shay, “Jensen didn’t cheat.”
Shay nodded holding onto the steering wheel. “This is crazy.”
You shook your head, feeling utterly stupid. “How am I supposed to look at Jensen? I broke up the relationship, I called off the wedding!” You said. “Things are never going back to the way they were… It’s-,” you covered your face with both hands.
“Hey,” Shay said and you looked up. “You guys love each other, yes it will take time but you can make it work.” You shook your head. “Yes you can, Y/N, but first you have to sit down with him and tell him the truth.”
You took a deep breath when Shay pulled over by your complex parking lot. You looked for the right words to say as you walked towards the elevator.  Your eyes met with Shay who is equally nervous as you are in this moment.
“You ready?” Shay said.
Taking another deep breath in, you nodded and walked out of the elevator.
“Home so soon?” Jensen stood up from the living room floor. He’s holding JJ on his arms, softly swinging her around.
“Yeah,” you said, “I-,” you swallowed, “We have to talk, Jay.”
His eyebrows furrowed at your words and sudden serious tone. “What’s wrong?”
“Um,” you turned to Shay, “can you hold JJ for a minute?”
“Sure,” Shay quickly said and took JJ from Jensen’s arms.
He clenched his jaw, “You’re scaring me, Y/N. What’s wrong?”
“I ran into Claudia,” you said sitting down at the diner table.
Jensen’s expression quickly changed into a more serious and angered one.
“What did that bitch say to you?” He growled.
“She said the truth,” you said. “She was bragging with her friend about how she tricked you into thinking you two had sex…”
In that moment Jensen’s eyes widened, filling with relief and hope. “What?” He mumbled.
You nodded, cracking a small smile. “She confessed… You-,” a tear ran down your cheek, “you never cheated.”
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