#Elaine markinsonxreader

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EM: I believe you

TW: mentions of r@pe

Richard had just been sentenced to jail time. Finally after everything he did to me which he covered up he's finally gone.

Elaine is now in charge. I've been moved to her assistant which is problematic as I've been harbouring a massive crush on her. I was Richard's assistant.

The end of the first day with Elaine as CEO ended and as I got ready to leave I decided to talk to her.

I knock on her door.

"Come in." She called

"I just wanted to thank you, Miss Markinson, for turning in Mr Rusk. It means more to me than you'll ever know. So thank you. I'll leave you to it and I'll see you on Monday, Miss Markinson." I say as I quickly exit the room.

I get to my car and drive to my apartment. I get in and hook my phone to the speakers and play music singing along while I order pizza. I open a bottle of wine and turn down the music.

As I'm singing til it happens to you by Lady Gaga there's a knock on my door. I open it and see my boss.

"Miss Markinson?"

"Can I come in?" She asks. I move aside and let her in.

"Would you like some wine?"

"Would love some."

"Have a seat, I'll be out in a second." I go to the kitchen and grab another glass pouring the wine as I sing quietly. I bring the glass and the bottle out to the living room with me.

"Here you go." I say handing the glass to her and placing the bottle on the coffee table.

"You have a beautiful voice when you sing." she says.

"I- um... thank you." I say looking away. Not knowing what else to say, the silence is broken by a knock on my door. I excuse myself and get my purse. I pay the delivery guy and head back to my boss.

"Would you like some pizza?"

"No, I'll eat when I get home."

"No please this will last me a week, which it won't last that long. There's more than enough."

"Only if you're sure."

"I'm sure. I'll be back in a second." I head back to the kitchen grabbing two plates and another bottle of wine. I head back and sit down next to her again, handing her the plate. I put a piece of the pepperoni pizza on my plate. She does the same.

"So, y/n I'm sure that you're wondering why I'm here. And it's not to eat." she starts I just nod.

"I wanted to know what you meant when you came into my office before you left." funnily enough I believe you by fletcher came on the speaker.

"Well this song should explain it as I can never bring myself to speak it." I give her my phone which has the lyrics on it.

"Did you consent?" She asks cautiously.

"No, I tried to call for help. I tried to fight him off. I tried to scream but he covered my mouth and did it anyway. Then threatened me with what he'd do if I told anyone." I tell her looking away embarrassed at my weakness.

"Oh y/n... I'm so sorry." she says hugging me. "How long ago?"

"Two years ago he did it for the first time. Which was when I stopped wearing skirts to work. He did it again a few months ago. With the same threats, he even threatened you this time as well."

"He what?!?! That motherfvcking bastard. God, I hate him. I'm so sorry y/n."

"Me too, don't worry."

"What did he threaten me with?"

"What you did to him. Throw you under the bus and do what he did to me when you didn't want it."

"y/n... thank you for protecting me, but you should've told someone."

"I couldn't not with the threats revolving around me."

"I'm so sorry. He's gone now so you can wear skirts again if you like to. But I will say you look stunning and sexy in both pants and skirts." she says seductively.

"I- um thank you and I might alternate between the two."

"y/n I really like you. I have for a while. I noticed when you stopped wearing skirts and wanted to ask what was wrong cause you weren't your normal self but I didn't know how to ask."

"Boss, I like you too. I have since I started working there."

"Elaine. You can call me Elaine, darling."

"Well... elaine... where do we go from here?"

"Well y/n we can start with this..." she trails off by kissing me on my lips.

"Well that's a great start."

"We can also start with this. y/n will you go on a date with me?"

"Absolutely. Though tonight can count as a date too. I mean we've already done what i'd do on a first date minus the fancy restaurant."

"Fair enough. Well y/n would you like to count this as our first date and i'll take you out to a restaurant tomorrow night?"

"I'd love that."

"Good."

"Would you like to watch a movie?"

"As long as I'm with you I'd do anything."

"I wholeheartedly agree. So which one?" I ask as she pulls me into her side, wrapping her arms around me. We settled on, fast and furious one and decided to watch the whole series together.

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Two months later.

Elaine and my relationship was developing into everything I've dreamed of. I'm officially her girlfriend.

Sitting on my lounge wrapped in my girlfriend's arms watching another fast and furious movie, she pauses it.

"y/n?"

"Yes El?"

"How would you feel about moving in with me?"

"You really want me to move in with you?"

"y/n when you're not with me there's a piece of me missing. I want you to be the first and last thing I see when I wake and sleep."

"Oh El, I love you so much. Of course I'll move in with you."

"I love you too darling."

~~~ a year later

Elaine and I have moved in together. We're in the kitchen making dinner. When she turns me around and turns off the stove.

"El what are you doing?"

"y/n my darling." she starts as she sinks to her knee. "You are the light of my life along with the love of my life. You're on my mind 24/7 night and day and I think about you all the time. I love you so much and can't imagine my life without you. My darling y/n will you marry me?"

"My darling El, of course I'll marry you. Nothing would make me happier."

She jumps up after placing the silver diamond ring on my finger, lifting me up in her arms, spinning me around before putting me down on my feet and kissing me.

After Richard's shit I never expected my life to turn out this way, but I wouldn't change it for anything.  

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Reunions

Relationship: Elaine Markinson x Reader

Summary: After pining for Elaine throughout college, you realise the feelings are mutual in a reunion party after graduation

Word count: 4131 characters

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Who in the right mind would think of hosting a graduation party? It was practically the end of an era, there was nothing else to talk about without building up relationships for it to fall away a year or two later, there was never a time where people actually stayed in contact after years of bustling careers and families, at least that was what your parents told you.

Despite that, you just had to see Elaine one last time, to preserve whatever memory you could of her before you left it up to fate, perhaps only it'll only be a fleeting glance, a recognizing wave that would lead to a false hope of another gathering. "You should call me sometime," someone would eventually say and no action would be taken or perhaps you'll simply never meet altogether.

With that in mind, you still walked past the multicoloured string lit doors, the sharp smell of liquor knocking the life out of you, someone slapped you on the back, hollering something inaudible amongst the blasting rock music, the revolving disco ball threw a glare straight at your eye and someone split foul liquor right on your shirt.

"What the fuck?!" You screamed but only heard of retreating trail of laughter. "Goddamn this-" A drown out call of your name to your right captured your attention, the tone all too familiar and sent a shocking pang to your chest.

You pushed past the dense welcoming crowd of people, the vile odour of teenagers coercing you to hold your breath.

"I heard from Richard that you wouldn't come- oh what happened to you?!" Her eyes raked down your damp t-shirt that was plastered to your skin which you pinched away. "An oscar winning welcome happened." You deadpanned but you were already trailing after her to the bar, your hand clasped in hers in a loose grip, her scent that blew into your face tinged with the sweetness of wine, it was no surprise that she was already tipsy before you could even have a good look at her.

You bumped into her back as she halted abruptly, her hair spilled more wisps of wine into your face than your damp shirt did as she whirled around in the barstool, lips rich in deep red that brought out the dreaded urge of grappling her into a long-awaited kiss right that moment.

"A bottle of red!" Her voice slurred and hauled you out of your reverie, you averted your gaze the bartender. "No can do lady." He gestured briefly to the limited storage of liquor with a curved thumb off his shoulder.

She let out a noise of annoyance, eyes slipping to you, the curl of her lips sent your heat rising up your face. "Give me the strongest icebreaker you have." She said it with a sultry growl, eyes aimed dangerously on you, tongue wetting her lips, extracting a ladened breath from your chest.

In another moment, shot glasses were served up on the counter disgustingly peppered with unknown crumbs and splay of sauces that was pink, green and blue all in different seconds.

You glanced warily at the concoction in contrast to her downing the drink and tsking deliciously with a quick cock of her head. "Drink up, isn't that what you're here for?"

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So there you sat, your vision moving a second slower than where you hoped your eyes would land, everything seemed amusing, from the way people were dancing to the way she slurred her words for it was muddled, filtered through the liquor that suffused your complexion a deep red blush.

Then in the next second, you were spinning with the world, there were hands grappling you on the length of a couch, the stench of wine soaking your consciousness, you knew it was her without seeing her, you tasted her lipstick, felt her cold hands dragging up your waist with slight scratch from her nails. You felt as if your skin wanted to tear away from your skeleton and claw into hers as her bitter sweet lips and sharp teeth clashed against yours fervently. She extracted every last breath out of you before you parted.

Each inhalation made you all the more drunk on her, yet the answer to her previous question laid sober in your mind, only to be squished off with another press of her lips, her lipstick fading off layer by layer, embedding along the expanse of neck and smearing right by the corner of your lips.

When you tore away from her, chest heaving with breaths, your senses torn apart with wine and her fragrance, you spoke your mind with a "no," in a complete daze. It was only when she glanced sluggishly at you that you truly unraveled yourself to her. "I wasn't here for the liquor."

It seemed that something formulated in her, blocks and pieces swirling together before you thought you caught a spark of realisation in her eyes, then her lips clashed with yours again, muddling out your thoughts yet it was diffident this time, her touch trembled upon your bare waist, she hid it, securing her grip on you. She couldn't say it, not here, not in the spur of the moment, when her senses were blurred out. Perhaps when the glare of the sun enlightened her on the matter once more, her decision would charge head first into her unrelentingly, to stay or to stay.

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EM: Relapse

A/N: yay relapse after 139 days:)) so I wanted to remake the story I made with Lesso with Elaine. 

TW: SH

a/n: reader is in a relationship with Elaine. Elaine doesn't know about y/n's SH relapse.  

Y/n's POV

Crying at my desk, the guilt eating away at me. I had relapsed after being over a year clean. I was disappointed in myself for going back. I don't know how to handle it. Blood still flowing onto the bandages underneath my blazer. Glad that I have an office to myself.

Elaine's POV

Doing the rounds of the office, making sure that all the employee's are in working I walk past y/n's office and hear quiet sobbing coming from inside. Worried I knock on the door. I get no answer, so I open the door and see her shaking form, sitting at her desk. I walk closer to her and see the tears making their way down her face. My heart breaks at the sight of her. I sit down on her desk near her, pushing some of her y/h/c hair out of her face. She opens her y/e/c and sees me. She opens her mouth to try and speak but nothing comes out.

"It's ok you don't have to speak yet. Just take deep breaths for me sweetheart." she does her best to follow my instructions.

She finally calms down but the tears still fall.

"My darling what's got you in such a state?" I ask her softly.

"I'm sorry if I disturbed you El,"

"Oh honey you didn't. I'm worried darling. Do you want to tell me what's wrong?" I ask

"Um..."

"Darling I'm here, I'm not going to judge,"

"I-um... I relapsed for the first time in over a year."

"Oh darling, I'm sorry. Do you want to show me?" I ask carefully. My heartbreaking even more. Wordlessly she rolls up her sleeves and unravels the bloody bandage showing the scars and fresh cuts littering her arms.

"There's more," she whispers

"Do you want to show me?" she lifts her shirt showing another bloody bandage which she unravels showing her stomach full of cuts.

"Sweetheart have you cleaned these?" I ask she shakes her head.

"Do you want me to clean them for you?"

"It's ok I'll do it later,"

"Darling it's better to clean them now as there is a smaller chance of infection." I tell her softly.

"Ok," she agrees. I grab a first aid kit, cleaning the wounds and wrapping fresh bandages over them.

"Darling when you feel like this can you please come to me? I don't want to lose you, ok?"

"I promise I will El,"

 I pull her into a hug. "thank you for everything." she says 

"of course I can't lose you darling, I love you too much."

"I love you too El."