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the-not-so-silent-back-up · 13 minutes ago
omgg yay requests are opennn ! okay so can i do a arvin request where he’s been rlly stressed about something lately (you pick !) and reader tries to comfort him but he accidentally takes it out on her & she gets a bit distant🥺 but it ends in fluff (sorry me and angst dont do well haha)
stubborn assumptions (arvin russell x reader)
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warnings: language, fluff, arvin being as stubborn as a bull and as blind as a bat
edited: idk how but i turned the stress he has into jealousy whoops
a/n: i miss arvin (been saying that for how long omg) but fr, i luv him a ton. pls send more arvin request i don't mind. i'm lowkey happy i opened my requests so yay!
arvin russell masterlist
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The drive to the diner is quiet and not in a comforting way. You can tell by the furrow in his brows and the slight frown on his lips, there's something wrong. But Arvin's never one to open up, the stubborn boy. You let out a soft sigh and lean your elbow by the window, your cheek gently resting in your palm.
"What's wrong with you?" he asks and from your peripheral vision, you can see him glance at you with slight annoyance.
"I could ask the same," you turn your head towards him and look at him straight in the eyes.
"None wrong with me," he dismisses you and looks back at the road.
"You sure about that, Russell?" you pout and lean your head on his shoulder.
"Yes," he grumbles and shrugs you off, causing you to let out a little gasp.
"I think a milkshake will cheer you up, I'll pay," you tut and lean away from him. He sighs but cracks a slight smile at your sass.
Once you two arrive at the diner and got a booth, you ordered a shake and a side of fries. You're now trying to make conversation, "So, how was work?"
"Nothing new or special," he says and leans back against the booth, adjusting his cap.
"Arvin, tell me what's wrong," you sigh and lean forward, taking off his cap to put it on like you usually would mess with him.
He glares at you and snatches it back, putting it on aggressively. "Don't do that."
"Sorry," you murmur and fold your hands in your lap. "You just worry me sometimes when you get like this."
"Get like what? I told you I'm fine, doll," he retorts, a slight hiss to his voice that stabs you in the heart.
"Never mind," you sigh and smile timidly at the waitress who brings over your food.
You place two straws inside and slide the drink towards the middle. "I don't want some anymore," he tells you.
Before you could take a sip you look up at him a bit shocked, and frown. "Oh, okay. You could have some of the fries—"
"Don't want that either," he shrugs and crosses his arms, eyes scanning all over the place.
"Okay," you squeak out, suddenly intimidated by his defensive and stern demeanor.
"Don't get all weak," he rolls his eyes and averts his gaze back to you.
"Excuse me?" you frown and avoid his chilling stare, sipping slowly at the sweet substance.
"You do this thing when you don't know what to say and get all quiet and shit."
You don't respond and stare at your food, a pang of unsure guilt and fear filling your bones. Maybe you did something wrong or maybe something happened to his family. You don't know what to do because, at this moment, you feel like any decision you make is wrong in his eyes.
"So, are we still going to go to the lake this weekend with Lenora?" you finally decide to break the rising tension.
"No..." he hesitantly responds.
"Oh. Why not?"
"Don't you got a date with somebody?"
"No?" you tilt your head.
"Yeah, right."
"I don't, where'd you hear that from?" you laugh and munch on a fry.
"You know, I really don't get you sometimes," he suddenly raises his voice, catching your attention almost immediately.
"Well, I don't get you sometimes either," you mumble and roll your eyes.
"No, you don't get to say that because... Look. How long have we've known each other? We're basically tied at the hip when you're not at school yet now I'm hearing you're diddly daddling with some other candyass fuck and I'm at your side like a sad puppy waiting to be noticed and when I finally think I have a chance with you, Y/n. I don't. So, why couldn't you just tell me you don't like me back after all this time instead of going behind my back with other boys and leading me on like a fool!?" he fumes at you, his face red with frustration and eyes piercing into yours.
You didn't realize how teary your eyes became until you felt a tear slip out. You exhale and wipe the tear away, fumbling with your school bag by your hip. You take out a couple of cents and slam it on the table, standing up abruptly. Some people look your way but you ignore them and slide out of the booth. "You're unbelievable, Arvin," you spit and make your way out of the diner.
"Wait— Y/n, shit," he stands up to follow but stops as you begin to run. He places his hands on his head and groans, walking out to his car.
Later that day, after picking up Lenora from church, she as well checks on him once they walk up to their porch. "What happened?" she asks and hugs her bible to her chest.
"Nothing, Len. Go on inside, I'm gonna have a smoke," he mutters and takes out a pack.
"Well you're not, cus I'm staying until you tell me what happened with Y/n," she shrugs and leans against the wall.
He snaps his head over at her as soon as she mentioned your name, "How did you..."
"What did you do?" she asks, a slightly teasing tone to her question.
He scoffs and shrugs, "I didn't do nothing but tell her what you told me."
"What's that mean? You asked her out?" she gasps and stands up straighter.
"No, course not. Why would I when you told me there are other boys in the picture," he shoves his hands in his pockets and leans on the porch railings.
"When did I ever tell you that?" she frowns but then remembers their conversation from not too long ago.
"You like her a lot, I can tell," Lenora hummed as she prepared breakfast for the family.
"You can't tell nothing, shut up," Arvin grumbled in response and set up the table.
"Watch your mouth, boy," Emma chuckled and walked over to help out Lenora. "She's right though, I don't remember the last time I didn't see you with Y/n," she commented.
Arvin leaned against the kitchen opening and sighed, "I don't know what y'all are talking about, she's my best friend."
"That's the best person to have as a lover," Lenora added.
"How would you know?" he retorted and crossed his arms.
"Books," she giggled and poured scrambled eggs out from the pan onto the platter.
"Well, them books are just stories. Fake stories, she don't like me like that anyway. Trust me, I know," he muttered.
"Cause you don't do nothing but treat her like a friend, if you'd start treating her more like a lady and a lover maybe you two could be more than best friends. Plus, I think you should hurry up before them other boys from school snatch her up," she shook her head at the thought.
"What that's mean?" he frowned and glanced at Lenora with sudden interest.
"What I said," she shrugged.
"That Sunday a week ago or something, you said something about other boys," Arvin reminds her.
"Lord, Arvin. You bout duller than I thought," she sighs and shakes her head. "I didn't mean she's with someone, I meant—"
"It don't matter anymore, she probably don't want nothing to do with me anymore. I-I yelled at her earlier and said some stupid stuff," he mumbles, regret flowing through his veins as he thinks back to how he raised his voice at you.
"Arvin..." she whispers seeing him tear up. He shakes his head and rushes on inside their home before she could say anything else.
Days pass by and you grow distant from Arvin, you walk home and stay inside after school instead of usually being picked up by him and spending the rest of your day doing whatever the two of you did.
Arvin comes home late from work one day, his house quiet and cold. He sighs and slumps over to the bathroom to rinse up before bed.
You're still of course friends with Lenora, so little did he know you're currently only a room away. "Before he falls asleep, just knock on his door. Talk to him, okay? Let me know how it goes tomorrow morning," she says, hearing him finish up his shower.
"Okay," you exhale and turn towards her door. "Wait, why tomorrow morning?"
"I have a feeling it'll go well, and you'll probably be staying in his room," she shrugs and grins at you.
"Lenora!" you gasp and send her a flustered glare.
"Well, nothing like that!" she giggles quietly and motions you to go on. "Come on, go get your lover."
"Shush you," you whine and open her door slowly. You hesitantly and carefully walk over to his room, trying not to step on any creaky wood steps. You tell yourself a couple of words of reassurance before knocking on his door. Then, before you could knock he opens the door, a tired but now shocked expression on his face.
"Y/n?"
"Hi," you whisper.
"W-What are you doing here?" he mutters lowly.
"Can we talk, please?" you murmur and push him into his room.
He nods slowly and takes a couple of steps back, closing his door once you fully enter. "I-I should apologize," he starts.
"Yes, but first let me do this," you hold up a finger and quickly hug him before he could protest. He tenses but soon melts at your arms wrapping around him and holds you close, sighing out with relief.
"I am so sorry, Y/n. I-I was just so jealous and upset when I heard you're with somebody else. But I know you're your own person and— and you're not obligated to be with me just cause we're really good friends. I shouldn't have been so stupid and I never meant to hurt you," he rambles on and shakes his head as he continues on.
You cup the side of his face and shake your head. He goes quiet as you open your mouth, "I accept your apology. Yeah, you shouldn't have got so upset and took it out on me, and yes you should've talked to me about your feelings. But on my part, I should've too. Because I like you too, Arvin. I mean of course, I do, because you were absolutely right. We're tied at the hip and I wouldn't have any other way but it was wrong for you to assume that I was with someone else and was leading you on. But please, you stupid boy, talk to me if there's something you're unsure about us or me," you groan.
He laughs weakly and pulls you flush against him, spinning you around until he sits on his bed to pull you onto his lap. You let out a quiet squeal at the sudden change of position and feel your heart rate quicken once he places on top of him, on his bed. "I am so sorry, sweetheart. Never again, I swear to you and if I ever do anything stubborn and stupid again you're allowed to hit me or something."
"Arvin! I'd never," you laugh and hide your face in the crook of his neck.
"I know, but still," he chuckles and lies down, rubbing gentle circles on your back. You adjust and curl up into his side, smiling uncontrollably as he holds you. "I'm so sorry, for being an idiot and taking it out on you. Really fucking sorry..."
"I know. I accept your apology," you mumble into his shirt and drape a hand onto his chest. "If."
"If?"
"If you could start calling me yours and I could start calling you mine," you whisper against his as you lean towards his ear.
He gulps and turns red at your request, nodding eagerly. "Of course, doll. I'd be fucking honored."
You smile tiredly and press a kiss below his ear, feeling yourself drift off to sleep as he brings you closer toward him.
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