#Carter baizen angst

[madhatterbri]

All Good Things Must Come To An End | C.B.

Summary: Carter breaks up with you to please his dad.

Author's Note: I may do a part 2 cause damn bro the crying on this gif got me.

Carter hung up the phone quickly. The last sound he heard from the speaker was your sobs. The very cries he protected you from for months. He tried to swallow but the lump in his throat proved it to be too difficult. You were the only girl that really believed in him. He gasped from the pain. Memories of your times together brought him little comfort.

The two of you met at a mixer to recruit community school students to the bigger universities. You were trying to impress some stiff from NYU. The very dream school that denied your admission over two years ago. The dean was not interested in you. Carter, however, was very interested in you.

The dean recognized him immediately because of his family's donations. Carter schmoozed with the dean. After a few minutes, the dean agreed for you to shoot your shot in admissions. A friend of Carter Baizen deserves a chance.

While his actions were impressive, you were apprehensive with Carter at first. What did a rich kid want to do with you, a Community College kid? He was rather smart and charming. You couldn't deny he was attractive. The way his light blue eyes stared into your soul.

Happy chances allowed your relationship to grow. He seemed to be everywhere you happened to be. Despite being busy, he made time for you. He seemed interested in whatever you were doing at the time. One day he finally had the courage to ask you out.

Fall was giving an abundance of cooler weather to New York. After classes, you decided to stop at a local cafe for hot chocolate. Your favorite. He brought up light conversation with you. A playful boast on how he helped get you admitted to NYU.

"You owe me," he teased while grabbing two drinks. He handed one of the cups to you. "But I know a way you can make it up to me. You, me, and that open table in the corner,"

The rest was history. Gone were the days of alcohol, gambling, and women. He wanted to be with you. Nights were spent cooking and reading next to each other. He was your biggest supporter when you graduated NYU. You truly saved him. This was the best relationship he ever had in his entire life.

Carter looked down the stairs. His dad grabbed the railing and walked up the marble steps. The very man that you wanted Carter to have a relationship with. Now he was nothing more than the reason behind your broken heart.

"Good job, Carter. Rule number one. Never let a woman come between you and your destiny,"

Carter raised his eyebrows and nodded. A single tear falling from his eye.

[venusbyline]

Hey guys, I'm Vênus (she/her). This is my new ff blog and requests are already open!

I really like writing dark, smut and/or angst contents for s/o x female readers.

Almost all the characters and artists I'll write for are tagged. Feel free to send me your writing requests on my ask. (ps¹: practically i'll write for all Jacob Elordi and Ryan Gosling's characters, there just wasn't enough space in the tags).

So don't be shy... I'm a member of the "toxic characters stan" too <3

ps²: some characters besides the other characters of Ryan Gosling and Jacob Elordi that I didn't put in the tags but that I can also write for:

Scream: Ethan Landry, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher.

Euphoria: Rue Bennet, Jules Vaughn, Ethan Lewis, Lexi Howard, Chris McKay, Fezco.

Hunger Games: Lucy Gray Baird, Katniss Everdeen, Sejanus Plinth, Johanna Mason, Treech, Clemensia Dovecote, Tigris Snow, Haymitch Abernathy.

MCU: Tom Holland!Peter Parker & Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff.

Daisy Jones & The Six: Eddie Roundtree, Daisy Jones, Camila Dunne.

The Vampire Diaries: Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Silas, Rebekah Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce.

Margot Robbie: Barbie, Harley Quinn.

Gossip Girl: Chuck Bass, Nate Archibald, Carter Baizen, Blair Waldorf.

YOU: Love Quinn, Joe Goldberg.

Harry Potter: Cedric Diggory, Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black.

Grey's Anatomy: Jackson Avery, Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Alex Karev.

Outer Banks: Rafe Cameron, JJ Maybank.

Anyway, more characters can be added here over time!

[georgiapeach30513]

When The Rain Gathers... Masterlist

You thought that things with Ransom were simple. They were supposed to be. So why when you announce your marriage to Carter Baizen, and the now fast approaching wedding did things get so complicated? It was supposed to be you and Ransom versus the world. And now everyone wants to split the two of you apart. Ransom is your best friend, the man that had all your firsts. And even if people, and Carter are trying to pull you apart, you're not ready to say goodbye to the best thing in your life...

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

A/N: this story will have themes of pining, confusion, underage drinking, manipulation, angst, learning to grow up, trusting yourself, and of course smut. Minors DNI

[bookishtheaterlover7]

Okay, I need to rest, but I seriously need to ask...

Anyone here got any fic recommendations. Preferably ones with earth-shattering romance, and fluff, angst and so much cuteness... Happy endings only please.

I'm in a romantic mood, and the fics I'm scrolling through aren't doing it, so are my books.

And please not the brutal ones, I'm feeling maybe a few fight scenes. But not too much violence, with little to no smut...

And either Chris, any of his characters, Seb, Bucky, or Loki. Maybe Carter Baizen or Jefferson, and Thomas, I have a soft spot for them

I'm sorry that I'm basically demanding so much, I just need help finding a fic that'll best suit my mood, and so far, I'm having no such luck because I'm looking in the wrong places. And I trust y'all have some pretty good recommendations, so... I'm open to suggestions. Feel free to message, comment, reblog or ask your recs 😊 Thank you ❤️

Okay, now I'm going to sleep 😅

Good night! Love y'all ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[blueberryreads]

♡·˚tags per actor·˚♡

no actual real actor x reader, only characters

ADAM DRIVER CHARACTERS

kylo ren  (smut, fluff, angst)

flip zimmerman  (smut, fluff, angst)

dan jones  (smut, fluff, angst)

adam sackler  (smut, fluff, angst)

clyde logan  (smut, fluff, angst)

misc. adam driver characters (smut, fluff, angst)

CHRIS EVANS CHARACTERS

steve rogers  (smut, fluff, angst, social media au, multipart)

andy barber  (smut, fluff, angst)

ransom drysdale  (smut, fluff, angst)

ari levinson  (smut, fluff, angst)

lloyd hansen  (smut, fluff, angst)

SEBASTIAN STAN CHARACTERS

bucky barnes  (smut, fluff, angst, social media au, multipart)

destroyer!chris  (smut, fluff, angst)

steve kemp  (smut, fluff, angst)

carter baizen  (smut, fluff, angst)

misc. sebastian stan characters (smut, fluff, angst)

JON BERNTHAL CHARACTERS

frank castle  (smut, fluff, angst)

ethan sawyer  (smut, fluff, angst)

TOM HARDY CHARACTERS

eddie brock  (smut, fluff, angst)

venom  (smut, fluff, angst)

(fics will only be tagged as venom if they actually include a relationship between venom and reader)

alfie solomons  (smut, fluff, angst)

[terrainofheartfelt]

lizwas fanfics: 2022 in review

so this was my second year ever of writing and posting on ao3, and for me, because I have chronic tunnel vision when it comes to tasks, thought I would do a look back at all I've written this year because hoooooooooooo boy 'twas a lot.

To render again and receive | 12.8k | E an unexpected addition to the little women au-verse, but very fun and delightful to put together! from Dan's pov, taking place between chapters 1 & 2 of a Heart in port.

But you can make decisions too | 11.1k | M an installment of my Date season 4 AU - Saints & Sinners, but with a gay twist!

all the things you are (are mine) | 4.3k | E a smutty valentine's fic starring Dair, as it is their holiday after all

I'm stuck on your heart | 4.7k | M a valentine's day fic for Dan/Nate, inspired by that one bit in schitt's creek

(everything you say sounds like) sweet talk | 3.5k | T season 4 Dair au, inspired by Jonah and Amy from Superstore

such a lot of world to see | 23.1k | E part of the Mouthful of Forevers s6 and beyond au. Dan and Blair spend the summer backpacking through Europe (well, Blair's definition of backpacking)

an ever-fixèd mark | 5.3k | E another unplanned addition to the floating castle dreams series, brought on by s2 of Bridgerton and that one scene in atonement

it's something new (because of you) | 3.9 | E part of what I call the Milo-verse. Dan and Blair get married and are soooooooo sappy about it. A smutty scene from Dan and Blair's honeymoon in Tuscany.

without effusion of blood | 6.1k | E just what happened after 2.18 when Blair brought Carter Baizen home? this fic tries to answer that question.

the whole web of it | 4.8k | G future fic in the MoF series. Dan celebrates his birthday with his wife and kids. tooth rottin fluff.

(the more you say) the less I know | 70.9k | T the big one of the year, the Pride and Prejudice AU, starring Dan as Lizzie, Blair as Darcy, and a whole host characters causing drama and comedy alike

that’s the kind of love (I’ve been dreaming of) | 3.4 | E absolutely filthy kinky sequel to a smut oneshot from last year. Married!Dair being total simps for each other

for better or worse and the promise of verse | 19k | E another installment in the Miloverse. AKA The One Where Blair and Dan Get Married. Possibly the sappiest thing I have ever written.

where the sun falls down on me | 29k | M Jenny goes to spend the summer off from uni in the Hamptons, with her brother and his fiancée (ugh), and their best friend, her old pal Nate Archibald. Jenate, with a side of Dair & Rufly.

at first chance | 7.1k | E smutastic epilogue to the above. Jen spends an evening alone in Nate’s new flat, waiting for him to get back from his bar shift. Nate’s not the best at building furniture.

let love consume me | 2.1k | E dairthaniel pwp. no context necessary.

never for money, always for love | 25k | NR collection of drabbles written to one word prompts on tumblr. Enclosed is: Dair, Date, van der Humphreys, Haizen, Blairena, Jenate, Serenessa, Dangina, Dairthaniel, Serenate, and much fluff angst and canon divergence.

punch drunk kiss (I know you need it) | 2.4k | E Dan x Carter Baizen. Carter pov following one of the drabbles above. P.W.P. Written for Kinktober

twin flame bruise | 15.2k | T Derena. An au of the musical The Last Five Years. Dan and Serena’s loving but doomed relationship, told in flashes and vignettes from each person’s perspective. with a side of dairfair.

anyway the wind blows | 2.6k | T inspired by the song “Westbound BART,” an imagined prequel of how Rufus Humphrey met Alison in late 80s San Francisco.

a hard day’s night | 4.5k | E porn with a little bit of plot. Blair comes home after a long day at the office and asks Dan for a favor to help her unwind. Written for Kinktober.

like a lightbulb in a dark room | 4.3k | E Dairthaniel. Written for Kinktober. smut with a soupçon of plot.

the love that let us share our name | 7.5k | T dilf!Date! the story of how Nate and Dan Humphrey become dads. Written after my dilf!date headcanons

can’t believe you notice me | 3.6k | E season 3 coat closet scene, but make it Dan/Nate. AU in which Nate is Dan and Olivia’s third, bringing up feelings for these sweet himbos.

a snowfall kind of love | 49k | T AU of Nancy Meyer’s The Holiday. Vanessa and Blair switch houses for their Christmas vacations, and end up falling for people in the other’s respective cities. Dair & Natessa, featuring special appearances by Milo Humphrey and Cyrus Rose.

[take-it-away-erniee]

1x1 Fandom Roleplay search Canon x OC

*Edited to include a couple more fandoms!

Hey!

Are roleplay partner search pages still a thing on Tumblr? Or maybe my dumb app isn’t working, so I’m just gonna post it out in the open!

I’m gonna keep this as brief as I can.

Trying to get back into RP after a long hiatus due to life & work.

I am F 25 and won’t RP with anyone under 21+ sorry. Been roleplaying for around 13 years ago now. Started on Quizilla and old YT those were the days man 🥲(also did anyone used to RP through these Platforms? I miss it man I feel like you could always find a partner easily)

I RP through email, Google docs or RPnation (I have no idea how to use discord)

I work full time Mon - Fri so unfortunately I can’t reply as much as I used to, I will always let my partner know if I am too busy to get a reply out but please don’t hound me! I promise I will get to it!

I can write anywhere from a couple of paragraphs to a novel styled response, but NEVER one liners, they’re so dull and I get bored super quick.

I love OOC chat, brainstorming ideas and scenarios, Spotify playlists, TikTok’s, memes, you made an edit for your ship? Send that sh— over!! I live for it! 🫡

I love AU ideas/scenarios and totally up for doing these! The only thing I ask is that the Canon characters don’t act OOC.

Always open to doubling!

Dark themes, angst, drama, complete devastation for our characters? BRING IT!

What I am really craving right now & Love interests:-

🩸Vampire Diaries🩸 - (Klaus Mikaelson)

🪄Harry Potter🪄 - (Draco Malfoy)

Potentially open to:-

🔮 Labyrinth 🔮 - (OC, Jareth) (Always wanted to RP this but could never really think of a plot)

🧪Stranger Things🧪 - (Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson)

💥Marvel💥 - (Bucky Barnes, Wade Wilson

🚬 Peaky Blinders 🚬 - (John Shelby)

🔪Scream (Original)🔪 - (Stu Macher)

🔫 Legend 🔫 - (Reggie Kray)

💰Gossip Girl💰 - (Carter Baizen)

🧚‍♀️Once Upon A Time 🧚‍♀️- (Jefferson - The Mad Hatter) (I haven’t seen past like season 4 but I can research and refresh myself for this!)

💃🏽Moulin Rogue💃🏽 (Christian, OC) (interested in doing this or some au based on it!)

I guess that’s everything!

Hope this catches someone’s eye out there! If you are interested send me a chat! 🌼

[findyourrp]

Hey there!🌻

Currently trying to get back into RP after a long hiatus and still looking for partners! ☺️

I am 25 and prefer that my partners be at least 21+, sorry. Started roleplaying around 13years ago now on Quizilla and old YouTube those were the days man 🥲. I RP through email, RPNation, Discord or Google docs!

I am also looking for canon x oc for my side but happy to write oc x oc or canon x canon for yours!

I work full time Mon - Fri so unfortunately I can’t reply as much as I used to, I will always let my partner know if I am too busy to get a reply out but please don’t hound me! I promise I will get to it!

I can write anywhere from a couple of paragraphs to a novel styled response.

I love OOC chat, brainstorming ideas and scenarios, Spotify playlists, TikTok’s, memes, you made an edit for your ship? Send that sh— over!! I live for it! 🫡

I love AU ideas/scenarios and totally up for doing these!

Always open to doubling!

Dark themes, angst, drama, complete devastation for our characters? BRING IT!

What I am really craving right now & Love interests:-

🩸Vampire Diaries🩸 - (Klaus Mikaelson)

🪄Harry Potter🪄 - (Draco Malfoy)

Potentially open to:-

🔮 Labyrinth 🔮 - (OC, Jareth) (Always wanted to RP this but could never really think of a plot)

🧪Stranger Things🧪 - (Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson)

💥Marvel💥 - (Bucky Barnes, Wade Wilson

🚬 Peaky Blinders 🚬 - (John Shelby)

🔪Scream (Original)🔪 - (Stu Macher)

🔫 Legend(2015) 🔫 - (Reggie Kray)

💰Gossip Girl💰 - ( Carter Baizen)

🧚‍♀️Once Upon A Time 🧚‍♀️- (Jefferson - The Mad Hatter) (I haven’t seen past like season 4 but I can research and refresh myself for this!)

💃🏽Moulin Rogue💃🏽 (Christian, OC) (interested in doing this or some au based on it!)

I guess that’s everything! :)

If you are interested please send me a chat we can take it from there!🌼

.

[fubureaders]

𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

song based fic with dylan o'brien

text-post-inspired fic with tenoch huerta

text-post-inspired fic with isaac lahey of mtv's teen wolf

text-post-inspired fic with ryan potter

disney xd's lab rats AU fic with ryan potter as riker

carter baizen angst

monet de haan domestic-ish imagine

shawn hunter fic

fic with vampire!theo burns of netflix's first kill

a bulls game with riri williams

and many many more... but please send in requests because i want to have like 50 drafts, and post something new every few days. send in requests please!! love hearing feedback too, keep it classy and cute folks

[madhatterbri]

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Betrayed

Pairing: Carter Bazien x Nerdy!Reader

Words: 1900+

Author’s note: Hey, guys! So, this is my first post. I had promised my lovely @cxddlyash a fic for her birthday! Let me know what you think! Enjoy and happy reading!

Warnings: Angst, fluff, an asshole and just Carter Bazien in general.

You took a drink of wine as you watched Carter from across the room. He gave you a wink and a smirk as the blonde he was flirting with took him to one of the back rooms of the club. You rolled your eyes before downing your wine.

You sat down at the bar waving to the bartender for another glass. You glanced behind you at the back rooms. You and Carter have been friends since you guys were kids. You have been there for each other until he started playing his games. You and Carter were very different. He was more into money and girls while you were more interested in reading and staying out of everyone’s games. But like the other girls, you fell hard for Carter Baizen.

You sighed before downing your second glass. The bartender gave you a glance as he cleaned a cup. You gave him a smile before placing money down. “This is for the wine and the drinks the guy I was with ordered.” He nodded and took the cash. You took out your phone and hovered over his name. You shook your head before putting your phone away and leaving.

-

You sat on your couch reading a book. You groaned as you heard a knock on the door. You got up and looked through your spyglass. “Carter?” You whispered to yourself before opening the door. Carter looked at you before walking into your apartment.

“Where the hell did you go?” He asked while stepping into your apartment. You closed the door behind him and leaned up against it.

“I came home. You were…busy,” you mentioned and Carter chuckled, walking into your kitchen. You watched as he poured himself a glass of whiskey. 

He downed the alcohol before rubbing a hand down his face. “You could have told me.”

You scoffed. “Uh huh. So what? You could try to convince me to stay as you fuck another whore?!”

Carter then scoffed. “Is that all you think I do?”

“No Carter, I know that’s all you fucking do. And…and you expect me to go along with everything you do. I’m not like you Carter! I’m sick of watching your games!” You felt your anxiety rising. Carter walked towards you. 

He nodded as he licked his lips. “I see.” You watched him carefully. You moved away from the door and from him. You knew Carter was beyond pissed at you. He chuckled before pinning you against the wall. “Well at least I can get someone in the bedroom. I don’t think we need to be reminded about senior year now do we?” You began to tear up at the memory. You stayed against the wall as Carter left your apartment.

You looked at Carter from the passenger seat. “Are you sure about this?”

He gave you a reassuring smile. “Of course I am. You know I wouldn’t put you in any situation you were uncomfortable with.” You smiled slightly before looking at the mansion just down the road from the car. Carter got out and opened your door. You laughed as he held out his hand.

“What a gentleman.” You said as you took his hand. He laughed before leading you to the party. You felt uncomfortable as some of the girls glared at you for being with Carter. 

“I’m going to get us some drinks. You go wait outside for me. It’s not as loud out there.” He said to you over the music. You nodded before going outside. You shifted uncomfortably as a few guys checked you out. “Here we are.” You quietly thanked Carter as you took a drink.

Carter led you to a group sitting outside. “Ladies, gentlemen, this is y/n.” You waved awkwardly before sitting down next to Carter. You took sips of your drinks as Carter flirted with the girls. 

You glanced over at the guys. Some were participating in their own conversations. You blushed as one smirked your way. You looked behind you to see if anyone was behind you. He chuckled slightly before shuffling towards you. He introduced himself as Victor. Carter patted your thigh as you and the guy flirted back and forth. He whispered in your ear before getting up with you.

Carter glanced at you before motioning to the guy. You chuckled as you heard him say, “be careful with her.” Your smile faded when you noticed some of the other guys looking at you with devilish smirks. “Come on, babe.” Victor said before putting a hand on your back. He led you through the party and up the stairs. He pulled you against him as he began to kiss your neck. 

The people in the hallway moved out of your way as he pulled you into a room. You bounced as he pushed you on the bed. He kissed you heavily as he began to strip you of your clothes. With the alcohol running through your system, you failed to notice what was happening around you. You shifted uncomfortably as Victor began to go lower. He glanced at you as you began to push him away. “I-I don’t feel comfortable with this…”

Victor rolled his eyes as he sat up slightly. “Can you just shut up so I can fuck you and get this over with. I have more people on that fucking list to get to.” He said as he went back to kiss your neck. You fully pushed him off and began gathering your clothes.

“What list?”

He scoffed and went to grab his phone. Your eyes widened once you noticed it was recording. “A list of pathetic girls to fuck that we bet money on. I’m shocked you didn’t catch on being friends with Baizen.”

You shook your head as you wiped the tears away. Carter wouldn’t do that to you would he? Before Victor could say another word, you quickly left the room. Your mind was running a mile a minute as you pushed through the dancing bodies. You wrapped your arms around yourself as you walked home.

You wiped your tears away. “Fuck you, Baizen.”

-

You laughed as you and your friends walked into the club. It had been a month since the interaction between you and Carter. “Alright ladies, I’ll be right back with drinks.” Sarah said before heading up to the bar.

You sat and chatted with the other girls until Sarah got back. “Y/n, I just want to warn you because I love you that Baizen is here.” You froze slightly before looking for him. You rolled your eyes as you saw him flirting with a blonde. You downed the shot Sarah brought back. The girls exchanged looks. Sarah smiled. “Yeah! That’s the spirit babe!” The others took their shots before Sarah asked for more.

After a couple more shots, you gained the confidence to go and confront your best friend. As you made your way, you heard a voice you haven’t heard since that night. “Come on Baizen. You still owe me for that night. I may not have fucked her but I still got her clothes off. That’s gotta count for something.” Victor said before taking a drink of his scotch. “She was the last person on that stupid list and it was your idea.” Your heart broke when you heard Victor say that. Tears clouded your vision as you turned to walk away. Carter was about to say something when he saw you walk away from them. His eyes widened slightly before going after you.

“Y/n!” Carter yelled over the music.

“You fucking asshole! That was one of the worst nights of my life and you were in on it! I can’t believe you would do something like that! That fucking hurts worst than getting humiliated.” Carter looked at the crowd gathering around them. He sighed before bringing you to a more private location.

“It was a harmless joke, y/n” He whispered as he tried to grab your hand. You scoffed before moving your hand away.

“A harmless joke? You’re the fucking joke Baizen. I want you to leave me alone.” You said before walking out of the club.

-

You smiled as you took in the aroma of the café. Sarah waved at you as you approached the table. “Hi honey. I got you a hot chocolate.”

“Oh you’re the best.” You said as you sat down and took in the smell. She laughed before looking at the door as the bell rang. You gave her a confused look as her smile faded. “What?”

“Baizen just walked in.” You turned and locked eyes with Carter. He hesitated before walking over to you guys. Sarah rolled her eyes. “Bazien. What do you want?” She said with a fake smile. You gave her a look. She shrugged when she looked at you.

“I want to talk to y/n.” 

You grabbed Sarah’s hand before she could reply. “We can talk. You have a minute.” He nodded and motioned to an empty table. You gave Sarah a reassuring smile before following Carter.

“So, how have you been?”

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. “What do you want? You have a minute.” 

Carter sighed. “Look, I’m sorry. I was younger back then and an idiot. I wasn’t really thinking-”

“Bullshit. Forty seconds. I don’t want your lies Carter. You only care about money.”

“I don’t only care about money. I care about you the most.”

You bitterly laughed. “If you actually cared about me, you wouldn’t have set me up. Twenty seconds.”

Carter groaned. “Why do you care so fucking much?” He said lowly to not make a scene.

“Because it hurts to be betrayed by someone you love. Time's up, goodbye Carter.” Carter stared at you as you got up.

“You love me?”

You nodded and walked away.

-

Carter sat in his car staring at your apartment building. After your interaction in the café, he has done nothing but think about what you had said. Maybe that’s the reason why he felt so guilty when you left the party last night. Maybe he was just hoping it was something you could work past but it caused you pain and it was all his fault. He didn’t want to realize his feelings for you. He felt as if he would have been looked at differently if he was with someone like you but that was just high school talking. He fell in love with you and didn’t want to face it.

He gripped the steering wheel before hitting it in frustration. He then got out of his car before making his way up to you. He hesitated before knocking on your door. He smiled slightly when he heard the muffled, “I’m coming.”, before opening the door. You looked taken back when you saw him. “Carter-” Your sentence was interrupted by Carter grabbing your waist and pulling you into a kiss.

He pushed you into your apartment before he broke it. “Wha-”

“Don’t say anything. Just listen. Please.” He said before looking into your eyes. “I love you, y/n. I felt so guilty for what I did to you and I am so sorry. I was stupid and didn’t realize what the fuck I was doing. I just-I can’t lose you.” He said quietly. You smiled before pulling him into another kiss. 

You placed your hands on his face. “I love you, Carter Baizen. Now and forever.”

He smiled. “Be mine?”

“Always.”

-

Taglist: @cxddlyash @jessalyn-jpeg @noisynightmarefest @shyartistmaddie​ 

[georgiapeach30513]

Bullet in Your Heart, Part 6

Summary:  You and Clark couldn’t do it anymore

Pairings:  Clark Kent X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  angst, mentions of Carter’s death, explicit language, smut, unprotected sex, PIV sex, creampie, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  3K

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Clark leans his body against your doorframe.  You slept too much.  Refused to get out of the bed most days, and when you did it was stiff.  You ate only because your baby depended on you.  You got up only because Clark asked you to.  You survived because you promised Carter you would.  Your hand rubs over your tummy, and the baby rolls around.  Kicking at your stomach, wanting it to be known they were still there.

“Cricket bug,” Clark says softly.  He still struggled to walk past your door.  It didn’t matter anymore, Carter was gone and he was never coming back.  You were a widow, and the town accused you of sleeping with his best friend.  “I should find some place else to…”

“Don’t finish that sentence,” you sit up in the bed, red rimmed eyes.  No more tears fell from them, because there was nothing else left to cry.  “I can’t lose you, too.”

“I’m making it impossible for you to remarry.”

A pained giggle bursts out of your chest, and you wondered what he had going on in his head.  It didn’t matter.  None of it mattered in the end.  The waiting that you made Carter do, and for what?  “Why should I remarry?”

“Cricket, I know…”

“You know nothing.  I wanted Carter.  I still want Carter!  And…all I have left is his child, and those letters.  Our baby is never going to know him.  Never know the times that he told me stories about the type of father he was going to be.  Never know the plans he had for the yard.  They’re never going to know how much he wanted to hold them.  They’re just not going to understand.  And I want my baby to look like Carter, and then in the same breath I hope I don’t have to resent my child because I can’t have their dad back with me.  You think I care about what those stupid women think?  They don’t know, they don’t have nightmares of their faceless husband.  They didn’t have to say goodbye to a box because I wasn’t allowed to look at his body.  Everything was taken from me, and you think I care what other people say about me and you.”

You look up at the ceiling as fresh tears stream down your face and you wipe them away fruitlessly.  “I’ve lost enough, Clark.  Why should I have to lose you, too.  Oh,” you gasp, grabbing onto your stomach.

“Cricket?” He steps one foot into your room, but backs out.

“Ow.  Ahh…Clark.  Clark!” You scream out as pain sets your body on fire.  Gripping to your stomach.  “The baby.  The baby’s coming.  Get your ass in here, and help me.”

There was a hesitation until you scream again, and he crosses into your room helping you up.  Your body locks up as you yelp.  “I can’t…I don’t wanna do this alone.”

“You’re not.  I’ll be with you,” finally grabbing you up, he carries you to the car.  His promise to Carter be damned.  You needed more than his shadow looming into your presence.  You needed him to step up for you and that baby.  This wasn’t falling in love.  This was doing what he promised to Carter.

Clark cradles your little baby in his giant arms.  She was healthy.  Beautiful like you, had her daddy’s cleft chin, and even Carter’s smile.  He couldn’t believe that his friend had created this perfect baby girl that he could hold with one hand.  The domestic life wasn’t something Clark thought he wanted, until he held this pink bundle in his arms.

Clark wanted to take back all those thoughts about wanting to leave the house.  He just wanted you to have as good of a life as you could.  But this tiny thing had stolen his heart, much like you had the past couple of months.  It wasn’t falling in love.  It was a duty.  A promise.

The baby’s eyes open, and she searches out your body to suckle, “Charlotte, you let your mother get some sleep.  Charlotte Abigail Baizen,” he swallows the lump in his throat, because it felt wrong to call her that.  Carter was her father, but he was the one that bonded with the baby.  There wasn’t anything Clark wouldn’t do to keep her or you safe.  It was a promise.

Her lips part and a pitiful squeaky cry slips out of her mouth.  Even her cry was dainty.  She was perfect, and Clark hated the emotions that he was fighting off.  He didn’t want to.  “Clark,” you croak, sitting up in the bed, “Hand her to me.  If you give me that blanket, you can stay.”

“Can I hold her when she’s finished?” You give him a gentle smile and nod your head.  There was more brightness to your eyes since you had her.  It was like birthing her gave you a rebirth.  You smiled.  More than once he caught you giggling.  

Handing you the baby, he turns around to give you some privacy while you get yourself and her situated, before covering the two of you up.  You lean back on the bed, “Clark, you can turn around,” he sits in the chair beside you, and you reach out for his hand to hold.  Nursing was uncomfortable.  It hurt more than you were made aware of.  

“You’re doing a good job,” he says, his eyes only on you.  The looks lingered more than they once did.  But it was because he hadn’t left your side.  Took on the role of the father seamlessly.  “She’s adorable.”

“She’s a little princess,” you peek under the blanket, and sure enough that tiny thing with her perfectly little fingernails, and soft curls was doing as feeding babies do.  

“Carter….Carter would have been proud of you both,” it stung to hear him talk about Carter.  The emotional pain you felt from Carter’s death was always smothering you.  It never went away, and somehow talking about what he would have done didn’t help.  He was never coming back, and it made things worse thinking that he would.  

You were never going to love someone the way you loved Carter.  There was only one Carter Baizen.  But sometimes, women don't marry for love.  You were just one of the lucky ones that did.  Any relationship after was going to be lesser than.  There was no point in arguing that.

“I’m sorry about what I was going to say earlier,” Clark looks down at the blanket, before quickly back up at you.  “Can she breathe?”

You peek again, and that perfect angel was still feeding, and you smile watching her, “Yeah, she’s doing great.  What did you say earlier?”

“About me finding somewhere else to live.”

“Oh,” that was the last thing that you wanted Clark to do.  You felt like he was already home.  “I’ve been thinking. ��I know why you’re in the basement.  But there’s rooms upstairs,” his eyes move from the blanket up to yours.  He didn’t know where you going with this conversation, but you had piqued his interest.  “You should, if you wanted to, just move to the main floor.  You know you don't want to be too far away from Charlotte.”

“Yeah.  Yeah, I don’t want to be away from her.  You’ll need help.”

“Clark…she’s never going to know Carter,” he looks down at his lap, because this conversation was giving him emotional whiplash.  He was overwhelmed with his feelings.  “I want you to be her daddy.”

“Cricket…”

“You’re the closest thing to Carter.  No one knew him better than we did.  You should be her daddy.  Raise her with me, and…”

“Mrs. Baizen,” the nurse interrupts your train of thought, while she checks your vitals.  Her eyes constantly looking over at Clark.  It was improper.  You had gotten yourself into a whole heap of trouble.  And judging by the way that man was looking at you, he was getting himself into some trouble as well.  “Looks like you’re all set to go home.”

Clark had somehow, subconsciously migrated to Carter’s chair.  Holding a freshly changed Charlotte in his lap, playing with her feet.  The little baby squeals out her giggles.  Her chubby little hands reach up for Clark.  It was yours and her favorite time of the day, when Clark came home.

He gave you the time to finish supper while he entertained the baby.  Had this been under different circumstances, these were the sounds you always wanted to hear in your home.  Laughter from both your baby and her father.  Clark filled the role well, but you had left such dreams behind with Carter.  He wasn’t coming back.

Your body once recoiled from Clark’s touches to your side, now it craved for him to stay longer.  Sighing whenever his hand would move from your hip to the giggling baby at his feet.  She adored him more than she did you.  Clapped her hands whenever she heard his voice.  

Charlotte might have been the one to bring you and Clark together, but the feelings he had bubbling up inside of him was of his own making.  You allowed it because he was close to Carter.  It was sick, and it was wrong, but you didn’t care.  There was never going to be another Carter, and there were worse people than Clark.  He could give you a good life.  

It was like some divine intervention that he was never drafted before the war ended.  It was like Clark was always meant to be with you, and become Charlotte’s dad.  “Cricket,” he removes a skillet from the burner, and turns to stare at you. Charlotte perched on his side with her head laying on his chest.  Patting over him as if to tell you that he was hers.  “Hon…you okay?”

“Yeah, just was…I guess daydreaming.”

“Well, don’t burn the house down, huh, mama?” He adds in animatedly, and looks down at the baby, who smiles her two teeth grin and shakes her head.  “You sure, you’re okay?”

“Yeah, Nancy called, it was just stupid gossip.  Got me in my head,” he starts to speak, but you press your hand against his mouth, “I’ll be fine, Clark.”

“Ehh!” Your daughter screeches, shaking her head no at you.

“Cricket bug, I think she wants you to quit touching her daddy,” it was bittersweet for you.  Charlotte would grow up knowing no different.  But you were going to have to give Clark something.  He wouldn’t stay.  

“Lottie, you quit being so mean to me.  You two go set the table.”

“Clark,” you whisper at the door of Charlotte’s room.  Just like every night he was staring down at her crib.  She had only just fallen asleep, so he had to make sure she was comfortable.  Needed to reassure himself that she would in fact keep her eyes closed.  “Clark, she’s fine, and…will you dance with me?”

He brushes a few stray strands of hair off Charlotte’s face, and walks into the living room with you.  You start a slow song on the record player; it was so low, it was even a struggle for you to hear.  Things were a lot more comfortable between the two of you now.  He never hesitated to put his hand on your hip, while the other holds your hand, and he spins you around the living room.

There was a shift in yours and Clark’s relationship the moment that Charlotte was born.  One that neither of you could deny anymore.  It was comfortable.  And if the whole damn town was going to assume that you and he were living in sin, you might as well be.  Dropping your hand out of his, you bring his hand to your hip.  Sliding your hand up his chest, before pressing a chaste kiss on his lips.  

Clark whispers your name, and you kiss him again.  Letting your lips linger on his, and he finally returns the kiss.  His hands firmly on your hips, he pulls you closer to him, sliding those meaty hands up your back.  Your body was on autopilot, and wanted to feel something real.  Opening your mouth when his tongue swipes over your lips, and he dominates your mouth.  

Sucking your own tongue into his mouth.  His hands roam from your back, to your tits.  Cupping the spheres before he backs off completely.  “Cricket, I can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because….because it’s improper.”

“Fuck it.”

“Cricket!”

“All my life I have done things right, and what did I get out of that?  I don’t care anymore, Clark.  I just want to feel.  And right now, I want to feel you.  Please,” stepping closer to him, you run your hands up his chest, and start slowly unbuttoning his shirt.  “Please?”

“On one condition?” You stare up at him owlishly waiting on his condition.  You wanted it.  Wanted him.  You loved Clark, even though it was in a different way, you did love him.  “After tonight, you let me make an honest woman out of you.  We go to the courthouse, I don’t need a wedding.  I know I’m second best to you, but…I won’t have us shacking up together and feeding these gossip mongers.  You get tonight, if you take my last name.”

That was a lot to digest.  Clark wasn’t wrong, the two of you couldn’t play house.  The two of you are living together, and the rumors were getting to Clark.  You didn’t want that stigma over your daughter’s head, and if Carter couldn’t raise Charlotte, you didn’t want anyone else, but Clark.

“Tomorrow.  We can go to the courthouse tomorrow.  Tonight, I want you,” his hands grab your ass and he lifts you up, hauling you into the bedroom, laying you down gently on the bed.  Kissing up your neck while simultaneously unbuttoning your dress.  Clark was very skilled.  His body and limbs worked in tandem.  Very little effort had you nude underneath him, while he seemed to just walk out of his own clothes.

He was massive over you, pushing apart your legs, and pumping his cock in his fist, “You’re sure?  We’re ready to do this?”

“Yes,” he pushes into your warmth in one swift movement.  Your back arches off the bed, and you cling to his back.  Your fingers dig into his skin, and he gives you the sweetest smile when you whimper up at him.  “Clark…” you pant out.

He grabs your leg one at a time, wrapping them each around him before his hips piston into you.  Driving into you slowly and languidly, laying down on you, so you feel his entire weight.  Propping himself up by his elbows, he brushes his fingers over your skin, “I’ve always loved you, Cricket.”

“You know I’ve always loved you.”

“Not in the same way,” you gasp when he pushes himself in you fully.  Scrapping your nails all the way down his back, until you grip his ass cheeks.  Head throwing back with your mouth open.  “I know I’m not him.  But I’ll be a good husband to you.  A good dad to Charlotte.  And if you wanted, maybe some more kids?”

“I know.  Yeah.  Yes, I want more.  With you.  Ahhh,” his mouth crashes into yours as he muffles your loud moans.  Swallowing every one of them as your walls clench around him girthy cock.  It had been so long.  And Clark was new.  He was experienced, and there was something arousing about knowing that the Clark Kent was taking care of you.  The Clark Kent was going to be your husband.

You didn’t need a wedding.  You had one, and it didn’t give you any longer with Carter.  Clark never wanted one.  Never even saw himself getting married, until you.  He never even thought he was going to get to hear you desperately mewl as your body spreads pleasure all throughout your limbs.  He didn’t think he would get to see your body like this, or have another man’s child be raised as his own.

You wanted him so deep inside you that you were practically using his ass to shove him further down.  One of his hands slams on the headboard of the bed as he starts pounding thrusts into you.  It had been just as long for him.  And you were perfect.  Better than any woman he had ever felt.  Your body was so responsive to his motions, and was clenching down on him so tightly.  

Clark wished he could make this last longer, but it was too much.  Too much for him to stave off.  Emotionally too much for him because you agreed to marriage.  It wasn’t the most romantic thing, but he had been trying to figure out a way to approach you with marriage.  

He wanted you.  Wanted that baby, and he wanted more.  Wanted to add a white picket fence to the yard with a swing set for Charlotte and the other kids.  Wanted to come home to you for a kiss, and an evening dance while the children giggled in their rooms, or played music in the basement.  He wanted it all, and he wanted it with you.  

“Cricket…I…I…”

“Clark, please.  I want to feel you,” you give him permission to release his seed.  If you were to marry him, then he should get the perks of a husband.  He spurts so deep inside you, and he presses his forehead against your own.  His chest heaves with all that had transpired. ��When he kisses you, his mouth turns up into a smile.  He was happy, and you would be happy.  One day.  Hopefully.

Starting to get off you, he looks into the floor at his clothes, going to grab the items up, but you sit up in the bed, “Clark, this bed is yours now.  Ours.  Don’t leave.”

He slips on his underwear, tossing you a nightgown before crawling in the bed behind you.  His arm wraps around your body, and he pulls you flush with his body.  This was the start to a new beginning.

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Carter Baizen Masterlist

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All For Love

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Issues (Carter Baizen x You)

Characters: Carter Baizen x Fem! Reader.

Summary: You've seen it on the news. Carter Baizen and a woman who can make your insecurities go wild. Serena Van der Woodsen kissing the love of your life.

Prompt: "I want to help you through this, I really do, just not as your girlfriend.", "Please, just stay a little longer.", "Why won't you admit it?!", "When she told you to leave, you should have stayed." (Forgot where I got this from, but I think its from Tumblr)

Warning: Mention of ya'no but no ya'no? Do ya get me? Heehee! 😂 Sad reader and Carter. ANGST!

Words: 1,600+ (This was supposed to only be a drabble but what happened. Damn it.

A/N: THIS IS MY FIRST ONE SHOT OF CARTER. PLEASE BE GOOD TO ME. I HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT THE PLOT OF GOSSIP GIRL. I'VE JUST WATCHED SCENES WHERE SEB IS IN IT AND I TRIED TO KNOW HIS BACKGROUND BY ASKING MY FRIEND. I'M NO CARTER BAIZEN EXPERT. I APOLOGIZE FOR THE TYPOS AND GRAMMATICAL ERRORS. I'M CURRENTLY SICK WHILE WRITING THIS AND I DECIDED TO UPDATE SO Y'ALL KNOW I'M ALIVE AND KICKING. HEEHEE!

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You've heard the news. It was on the internet and even spread by Gossip Girl itself. People of Manhattan knew you were his girlfriend. The accused gold-digger, garbage collector of some rich woman's trash that you gladly accepted because you were more of a trash than Carter Baizen in the flesh.

You huffed, trying to ignore the way his eyes were pale waves of the ocean that meant that tears were threatening to fall as you finally bursted his happy bubble.

"I want to help you through this, I really do, just not as your girlfriend." You mumbled, clicking your tongue out of habit. You could feel his gloomy, piercing blue eyes staring right through you. Begging for you not to leave his miserable, pathetic, complicated ass.

"No," Carter pleaded, his voice turning smaller like you were slowly killing him. You were. On the inside. "Please don't do this," He repeated over and over again, wanting nothing more than to fall down on his knees and keep his arms around your knees, praying to the heavens that you wouldn't leave him. "Please, just stay a little longer."

Your eyes were stinging for it to leave tears from your eyes. But, you didn't want to cry. No. You didn't want to cry for Carter. Despite of how you gave the only thing that you could give. Your heart. "Do you really love me?" You spat, staring straight into his puffy, reddish Steele blue eyes that looked nothing but hurt. "Or is it still Serena?"

The question made him shake his head furiously, he knew how insecure you were with the famous, rich, gorgeous, meticulous Serena Van der Woodsen.

Well, who were you anyways? You were just a mere human who works as a waitress in a restaurant in which you happen to meet Carter Baizen who was dating Serena back then.

"Y/N--" He started, his eyes pricking tears that were threatening to fall any minute now. "Why won't you admit it?!" You shouted, completely hopeless and wanted nothing more than to erase the fresh memories of Carter kissing Serena in a field full of trees.

"It's you! It's been you all along, Y/N!" Carter answered back with the same intensity. Though his eyes tell different. Carter didn't want to lose you, however he fucked up. He knew he fucked up and because of it he knows what consequences will be charged from his stupidity. "You know I love you,"

"Wow," You faked a laugh. Those laugh of yours was full of pain and betrayal. Carter had never seen you laugh so hostile and he wanted nothing more than to bring back the time and push Serena out of his way. "I've never heard that in months, Baizen."

"--When she told you to leave, you should have stayed." You muttered nonchalantly, voice all monotone and swerving his eyes as you stare at the parked car beside you. Your next words adding salt to the wounds he created. "So, you wouldn't have used somebody else's heart for the sake of your happiness,"

Traitors. Your tears were your best traitors because it fell before you could even know it. Carter tried to reach out for you, he planned to wipe away those tears that he happened to make. Though, all his plans were wasted when you pushed his hands away with fury. Spitting your next words like it was vile. "That is if you were even happy with me!"

Your tears were left to dry from the city's polluted air and Carter can do nothing but stare at how his girl was breaking because of his doing. It was all his fault. Everything was. "--Because you've meant the world to me, Carter." Your voice began to helplessly crack and Carter could only stare back at you with his bloodshot eyes. Everything you were saying was giving him pain because seeing you burst and cry in front of him was the last thing he wanted to see.

Yet, you still did and it was because of his mistakes.

It was like your hands have a mind of its own when it automatically lifted halfway through to wipe the subtle tears that fell on the sides of Carter's eyes. Though, he was quick to harshly wash it away with the back of his hands. Not wanting to let you see how bad you were breaking him but he was too late.

You choked in your own tears, as you stuttered. The undeniably painful truth was hurting you the most. "I-Is it because I'm not those high-socialites you've hanged out with?"

After a blink, another tear came flowing down your face. You were lucky you didn't use any mascara because if you did, you probably looked horrible as hell as of the moment. It was like your tongue felt numb, some kind of bane that poisoned your tongue from saying the next painful, distressing truth. "Or is it because I wasn't as beautiful as Serena or Blaire?"

From the moment you said those words, Carter was quick to grab your face with his soft palms, his Steele blue eyes completely broken in despair. Desperate to wash away those horrible thoughts that was haunting your self-confidence or yourself.

"D-Don't say that!" He pleaded, tenderly wiping your tears away with his thumbs. You gave in and let him hold you like you were fragile. You just missed how he cradled you when you were feeling down. The look in your eyes made him desperately scan your face. You bit your lip, attempting to stop the tears from falling but that just made it fall even more. "I-I know I am not the slightest ideal woman that you've ever wanted, Car." You paused, sniffing. "I have never been," You choked, voice cracking and sounding hoarse from the cries. "And the only useful thing that I could do was to love you unconditionally,"

Carter have desperately grabbed onto you, wrapping his desperate arms around you and constantly giving your forehead a lot of desperate kisses which came with his pleads. "No, no, no," His voice cracked as he sobbed through his beseeching. "I love you, Y/N."

"--I love you very much,"

He hugged you tight. So tight that you were wondering how you were able to breath. You could faintly smell the masculine, spicy scent of his cologne that you loved that was always trapped in your sheets whenever he came over to spend the night. Though, you might need to not get used it anymore.

"No,no,no.." Carter pleaded for the hundredth time, hastily grabbing your face and melting into his gorgeous, watery, Steel blue eyes. "Don't go. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. It was all a misunderstanding! You got it all wrong--"

You blinked, hopelessly staring back into his eyes. Completely disappointed and broken. "I know what I saw, Carter! I'm poor, uneducated but not entirely stupid!" On a weak attempt, you grabbed onto his hands. Unclasping his hands as he dropped it on either side of him defeatedly.

Carter wanted nothing more than to keep you in his arms. His faithless eyes pierced into your pained heart, snapping the melancholy state of Carter Baizen, saving it inside the memories that you've been keeping to remember it forever.

"Good bye, Carter Baizen." You spun on your heels, another set of tears falling from the sides of your eyes like Niagara falls. Your next words seeming quieter as it cracked for the tenth time.

"I hope it hurts to think of me,"

Y/N hoped at the back of her mind. Wanting nothing more than for Carter Baizen to cry in his sleep. As he tries to remember how precious and important she ever was in his complicated life.

"What am I going to do without you?" Carter whispered, his breath hitting your ear. The both of you were cuddled in his king sized bed, his warmth was enveloping you in a hug. Not that he wasn't being the big spoon and you were the little spoon. You shivered as his fingers cascaded from your arms towards your back. The coldness of his rings was comforting you in a way that can make your heart beat pump so hard, knowing that only one touch can make you feel like you were in cloud 9. It was definitely the Baizen effect that only he can give.

You laughed ever so tiredly from your previous toing and froing beneath the sheets. "Probably crash and burn?"

"I bet cha', Baby." Carter chuckled, lifting his head to lightly kiss your naked shoulder.

Crash and burn. Well, the same goes for you if it was the other way around.

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narcissist {carter baizen x fem!reader} 1/3

narcissist {carter baizen x fem!reader} 1/3

status — ongoing series

warnings — cursing, mentions of drug and alcohol intake/abuse, attempt at angst

word count (without the lyrics) — 1,995 words

a/n — so this is for @baezen’s the other guys writing challenge and my prompt was alcohol is the only constant in my life; the prompt will be italicized and bolded btw ! i was listening to narcissist by no rome and thought that the song fits perfectly with carter baizen and the prompt as well fit well into the story ,, listen to the song here if u want ,, feedback is appreciated and hope u guys have a lovely day !! :> y/f/n = your full name

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Took a picture of all my flaws

Or you can take a video on your phone

And you know that I would talk

But I’m too afraid to pick you up and go home

The ding of the elevator signaled me to step out of the elevator, and I did with a sigh — frustrated with the website that was opened up on my phone. Upon entering the penthouse, I headed for the master bedroom where the subject of the article is currently passed out on his bed.

Knocking three times, “Carter, you up?” My question was met with silence; despite this I still went ahead and entered his room. Clothes laying on the ground, a few beer bottles and shot glasses on the coffee table near his television, and his keys and wallets placed on his bedside table — the indications of how he had spent the night before; by hopping on from bar to bar and purchasing any kind of drink that had alcohol in it. At least this time he’s alone and not someone he had just slept with.

Approaching the side of the bed, I shook his back that was not facing me, hoping that this would wake him up from his deep slumber. He groggily groaned, turning to look at me with his sleepy and tired state, “Oh hey, Y/N. What time is it?”

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