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sparklypinkflightsuit · 2 months ago

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Mine For The Taking: Part 3

MobAU - Colter Stevens x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Eventual Smut, Angst, Violence and Mob related content, Swearing, Alcohol and Drug mentions, Probably a lot of inaccuracies and lack of proof reading sorrrryyyyyy

- Part 2 Here -

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18+ Only

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- 6 Years Earlier -

“I honestly can’t thank you enough.” You sighed in relief as you’d finally walked through the front door and unclipped Tank from his leash.

Tank ran off to his bed and began chewing on a toy, happy with his chaotic walk.

Colter smiled and let out a chuckle as he leaned against the open door frame, a gust of cool air wafting through the room, “There’s no way I was letting you get dragged home, at least not on your own.”

You grinned as you turned to face him, he looked much more handsome in the day light, his eyes practically glowing in the dim light of your homes entry way.

“Did you want to stay for a tea or coffee?” You blurred out, and you turned to busy yourself with some post on the side, suddenly shy and feeling hot under his stare. You had tried so hard to maintain eye contact, but his eyes bore so deep into yours you had to pull away for the fear he could read your very thoughts.

He rubbed the back of his head and smiled softly, “I would love to… but I have to be somewhere.”

You felt deflated, but forced a smile as you turned to face him and nodded, “No problem, thank you for saving me today.”

Colter smiled once more and turned to leave, and you let out a quiet sigh as you let your smile drop.

Suddenly he turned back around, and it almost startled you, and you forced yourself to straighten up from your defeated slump.

“Maybe… maybe another time though? I’d… like to maybe take you out to dinner.”

Your heart skipped a beat and you felt butterflies erupt inside you, your skin began to buzz, and you had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop from grinning like an idiot.

You pretended to consider it for a moment, and eventually nodded. “Okay. Yeah I’d like that.”

You had no idea that that would be the start of the absolutely whirlwind that was your relationship with Colter.

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- Present Day -

Since the incident at the bakery, you couldn’t get Joe to return your calls or texts. It had been a week and as you sat in your usual spot at in the warm, cosy shop surrounded by nothing but cheerful smiles of blissful patrons, you were filled with nothing but dread as the minutes ticked by, and you wondered if Joe would show.

Every stranger that walked through the door had your head whipping up in anticipation, only to let out a defeated sigh of disappointment when you realised it wasn’t Joe.

You’d finished your second anxious cup of coffee and were about to call it a day, but as you stood to leave you felt a soft tap on your shoulder.

You turned and grinned.

“Joe.” You sighed in relief at the sight of your friend, but this was quickly replaced with guilt as you noticed the two black eyes no doubt caused by his broken nose, as he pulled his sunglasses down.

You wanted to cry but instead clasped a hand over your mouth to stifle your whimper, “I’m so sorry. I should have told you.” You whispered when you eventually managed to.

You reached a hand out to touch his arm sympathetically, but Joe pulled back as if you were trying to burn him with a hot iron.

Joe looked hesitantly at you, like he shouldn’t even be near you. You couldn’t help the hurt look on your face at first, but you quickly straightened up and reminded yourself it wasn’t his fault.

Joe sighed and shook his head sadly, “I… I just wanted to come and say goodbye in person.” He said, his eyes not quite reaching yours.

“What do you mean?” Your eyebrows creased together in confusion, “You’re not meant to finish your project until next June.”

Suddenly Joe made eye contact, but he looked angry. His bloodshot eyes felt almost accusatory. “They came to my apartment, Y/N. They kicked down my door. I should never have gotten involved with you. I never would have if I knew what I do now.”

You flinched, this revelation made you feel like you’d just been kicked in the chest, you felt so guilty but you also felt hurt.

“I… I’m sorry.” You struggled to say the words, you wanted to scream and sob at the same time. You were so angry at Colter, and so hurt by Joe. “But why did you come and say goodbye if all of that is true?”

Joe sighed, “Because I did get involved and I got attached. You’re the only friend I have here, I couldn’t go without saying goodbye, and God knows how much I’m risking just by being here.”

You nodded, you understood Colter had eyes everywhere, the last thing you wanted was Joe getting hurt again because of you.

Suddenly Joe pulled you into a hug, and you felt taken aback, startled almost.

“Thanks for being there for me these last few weeks, I really am gonna miss you. Maybe I’ll see you in another life.” He drawled, before letting go and swiftly leaving the bakery.

You stood there for a while in shock, unable to comprehend how Colter could do this to you.

If he really loved you as much as he claimed to, why was he doing this?

Suddenly you realised all the eyes in the room were on you and hushes voices gossiped about the commotion you always seemed to cause, heat pooled in your cheeks and anger began to bubble.

You snatched up your bag and stormed out of the bakery.

The entire drive had you replaying the incident with Colter in your head, and the look on poor Joe’s face, and you were just getting more and more angry.

You parked the car outside the all-too-familiar home that you called yours for over 5 years and sat behind the wheel for a moment. You tried to calm yourself, breathing through the tremors and gripping the steering wheel, but it was no use and the fury was now uncontrollable.

You got out of the car and stormed up the long, winding path to the front door of the manor, where your fist slammed angrily against the cold wood.

You could hear the echoes of your knocking on the inside, followed by footsteps against the hardwood floors you’d spent countless hours picking out years ago.

The door flew open and Colter stood, surprised, and shirtless in front of you. He was sweaty, panting, his hair wild, and you knew he’d been hitting his punching bag as he so often did when he was upset.

You scowled at him, how dare he be upset, he had no right.

You slammed both hands down on his bare chest as you pushed your way inside.

“How DARE you?!” You screamed, your hands now curled into fists against his broad chest.

Colters hands moved up to curl around your wrist, holding your hands in place. “What?” He asked, exasperated. This only pissed you off more.

You scoffed, “What? What? What do you mean, ‘what?’?!”

“I mean why are you so fucking pissed off?!” He raised his voice slightly to match yours.

“I’m beyond pissed off at this point, Colt! You had no fucking right to do that to Joe! This is MY life, my friend, do you have any idea how hard it is to make friends in a town that is terrified of you?” You were now gritting your teeth, Colter had never seen you like this before and a pang of guilt shot through him.

 But he was not going to show it, “I don’t care, Y/N. He was after you, and you’re mine. I know for a fact you still love me, so don’t think for a second I’m gonna let anyone take you from me.” His voice was loud, stern, and he towered over you.

“Have you ever stopped to think that if you keep going the way you’re going I may eventually fall out of love with you, Colt?” You tried to pull your hands from his grip, and although he was gentle, your hands weren’t moving.

“No because I know you, Y/N, and I know our love. That isn’t something that just goes away, no matter how unhappy you are with what I do!” He shook your hands slightly with frustration, his eyes now pleading for you to admit what he knew to be true.

You took a small step back as you looked into his steely blue eyes, “You smug bastard. You really do think so highly of yourself.” You breathed out in exasperation.

“All you’re doing is delaying the inevitable, and I am fucking miserable without you. You and I both know you’re coming come at some point, please just save us both the pain and come home now.” His voice had softened considerably now, and he finally released your hands which fell limply to your side. You knew he was right, but you couldn’t bring yourself to admit it yet. You had told yourself you would at least try to get over him.

“No… this time you don’t get what you want.” You said softly, deflated, the anger now simmering away to sadness.

You turned and walked out the door, wondering how you would ever get over this man who had an iron grip over you.

You got halfway down the drive when you felt a hand wrap around your wrist and spin you around.

The next thing you knew, Colters arms were around your waist and his lips were planted on yours. You gasped softly, at the familiarity, but also how different it felt to all those times before.

You melted against him for a second, your hands resting on his still sweaty chest, and allowed yourself just a moment of bliss before you pushed away and shook your head.

“Just… leave me alone.”

Without looking back you walked to your car, got in and drove out of the estate you once called home.

As you drove you looked back in the rear view mirror, at Colter as he watched you leave.

Something deep inside you told you that you were making a huge mistake, but you were too stubborn to listen to it.

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- 6 Years Earlier -

You buzzed with anticipation and nerves as you finished getting ready for your date with Colter.

The weather was dreadful, and torrential rains uncommon for that time of year had flooded the cold, dark streets outside, but you were determined to make it to town for your date no matter what.

You smoothed out your brand new dress and checked yourself in the mirror for the 10th time.

You looked perfect, but you felt so nervous that you had to check again before you eventually made it to the front door.

You gave Tank a fuss as you left and were suddenly overcome with guilt for leaving him on his own for the first time, however this was luckily short lived as he happily curled up on the couch and went straight to sleep.

You sighed as you stepped out onto the front porch and opened your umbrella, your cab had just pulled up but the short distance between your home and the sidewalk was sure to drench you unless you had some sort of cover.

“Evening ma’am.” The older gentleman answered as you climbed in and shook off your umbrella before rolling it back up. “You off on a date?”

You smiled, “Yeah, is it that obvious?”

The gentleman smiled, “Not overly, but you do seem nervous.”

You made small talk all the way into town and paid the driver, getting your umbrella ready before you opened the door.

“Have a good night ma’am, you be safe now.” He said as you climbed out of the cab and back out into the bad weather.

You thanked the driver and walked down a side street towards the restaurant.

As you approached you noticed Colter standing outside. He wore a slightly unbuttoned white shirt and blue jeans, his short hair speckled with rain drops and obviously getting very wet without an umbrella as he waited for you, soggy flowers wilting under the pressure of the heavy droplets.

You laughed in surprise as you walked up to him. “What are you doing?” You gasped.

A huge grin spread across his face as he noticed you approaching him, “Waiting for you.”

As you got closer you noticed how his clean pressed white shirt stuck to him, his toned chest on display as the material turned translucent.

You pulled your eyes away, “Why didn’t you wait inside?” Your mouth slightly agape in shock. “You must be freezing!”

Colter, on the other hand, didn’t seem to notice the cold, and couldn’t take his eyes off of you. “You look… incredibly beautiful.” He breathed, ignoring your question.

You felt yourself blush, but you needed to maintain your composure even though he made you feel like melting right in front of him. You stepped forward so that Colter was under the protection of your umbrella.

“Here, before you get completely drenched.” You smiled up at him. Too late, you realised, but you liked standing this close to him.

You tried not to actually touch him, teetering on the absolute outer edge of the umbrellas protection.

“Well… I don’t think we can go in there while you’re…damp.” you gestured at the fancy restaurant and then at Colter. “I think I know a place we can go and dry off for a while.”

Colter nodded and bit the inside of his cheek, “Lead the way.” He chuckled.

You lead Colter down another dark little side street and through a courtyard, where a soft cosy light lit up the cobblestone from a window that beckoned you, the smell of basil and tomatoes compelling you to follow. It was a tiny Italian restaurant that you had frequented over the years, nothing fancy but the food was some of the best you’d ever had.

You looked up at Colter to explain why you’d picked this place, but you were surprised to see that he was already staring longingly down at you. “What?” You asked in surprise.

Colter shook his head, and tucked a stray hair behind your ear, “Nothing, it’s just… every time I think I have you figured out, you go and do something that makes me realise I probably never will.”

“What do you mean?” You chuckled, shivering slightly under his touch.

“Most girls would insist on the fancy dinner, the nice restaurant, they wouldn’t adopt the biggest, bounciest dog from the shelter, or go out to a club they hated just to make their sister happy, they’d probably be put off that I didn’t think to bring an umbrella-“ you cut him off by grabbing his hand with your free one as you stood in front of the little restaurant.

“Let’s get one thing straight, if you’re going to date me you will realise pretty quickly that the only thing I give a damn about is whether or not you’re a good person, I don’t need fancy… I need real.”

Colter grinned and nodded, “So we’re dating then, huh?”

You rolled your eyes playfully, “Hmm… barely.” You joked.

He took your other hand and gently removed the umbrella from your grip, the heavy rain quickly drenching you as you gasped at the feeling and began to laugh. Colter threw the umbrella onto the cobblestone, and wrapped a strong arm around your waist, pulling you into him.

“What are you doing?” You asked, your heart thudding violently against your rib cage.

“I’m making us even.” He gestured with a nod to your wet hair.

You breathed out a nervous laugh as Colter bent down and pressed his lips against yours, and you felt like the air was sucked from your lungs.

His lips were gentle, but the kiss was purposeful and eager. His hand came up to cup your jaw and you sighed into him, giving yourself into the feeling.

Eventually you pulled away, the raindrops trickling down your back causing you to shiver.

Colter smiled adoringly down at you, “How about we get inside?”

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- Part 4 Here -

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