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jeridandridge · 1 year ago

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hiii idk if you’re taking request, but if you are, could you do one with melissa schemmenti x reader where mel finds out r is still friends with her ex and mel gets insecure because of her and how much older she is compared to r and her ex and stuff like that. it could be fluff/comfort or smutty, whatever you feel more comfortable with! thank you!

Ok SO I put two requests together and this is what happened. I hope you dig it! 💜

Realizations

“Are you sure you don’t wanna come with me? We can kick ass at bar trivia together!” You ask your girlfriend again just to make sure.

“Nah that’s okay, hon. I’m gonna get some reading done, you have fun with your friends.” She smiles looking up from her phone.

You and Melissa had been dating for almost a year and found a perfect balance between your life together and still having separate friends, something you hadn’t experienced before in other relationships. The redhead packs up her things to head home as you lean against her desk.

“Maybe I can come over after?” You smirk coming up behind her.

“You are a cuddly drunk.” Melissa laughs turning to kiss your cheek. “Hows about I come pick you up. I feel better doing that than having some random Uber get you.”

“That’ll be nice. I’m not going crazy with drinks tonight, just a few.” You smile as she turns in your arms. Wrapping your arms around her waist you kiss her nose. “Let me walk you to your car.”

Outside a few minutes later you and Melissa stand, lips locked together in the almost empty parking lot. “Okay okay, I’ll see you later.” Melissa laughs resting her hands on your shoulders.

“I can’t help it, your lips are so kissable.” You tease kissing her cheek. With another kiss you head off, going to your apartment to get ready.

Every time you go back to your apartment, you feel a little weird. It’s warm and cozy how you wanted your own space to be, but Melissa’s house really felt like home.

Getting out of your work clothes you turn on the shower and smile seeing a notification from the group chat on your phone.

Hours later, you sit with a drink laughing at the table with your friends, having a conversation with your somewhat ex, Darcy.

“She’s just amazing, Darce.” You beam gushing about your girlfriend.

“I’ve never seen you like this!” The red head laughs. “Not even when we had our thing going on.”

You laugh into your beer bottle, Darcy laughing right along with you. “I had to say it, it was right there.”

“See this is why we’re friends.”

You met Darcy a year after your move to Philly when you were between jobs and fresh out of a relationship. You both hit it off, basically becoming each others booty call until it felt too strange. You both were so similar, you knew it would be better if you two were just friends.

“Seriously though, this is the best relationship I’ve ever had.” You beam, not divulging too much about your girlfriend, but just enough.

After dancing, singing, and catching up with your friends over a couple drinks it’s almost midnight when you decide to call it, wanting to go home to Melissa.

Standing outside in the spring air you happily scroll through the ridiculous pictures you’d taken that night before you see Melissa pull up to the curb.

“Hi baby,” you beam climbing up into the truck leaning over to kiss her cheek.

“Hi Tesoro,” she chuckles. “How was your night?”

“So fun, I crushed Bad Romance as per usual and had a couple drinks.”

“You and Jacob with your love of lady Gaga.” She laughs reaching over for your hand.

“She’s the best, Mel!”

When you two get back to Melissa’s she stops in the kitchen to grab you a water bottle before you two head upstairs, your eyes glued to her. She was so cute in her flannel pajama pants and an old Run DMC shirt.

“I can feel you staring at my ass.”

Quirking a brow you wrap your arms around your love when you get to the top of the stairs. “Can you blame me? You’re gorgeous.”

“Cmon, Romeo. Let’s lay down and relax.” She teases you.

In the bathroom you take off your make up and brush your teeth, realizing you had your own drawer in the bathroom for some time now. It made you smile. Coming back into the bedroom Melissa’s already wrapped up in the sheets with her book and her glasses on the side table. You change into one of her eagles shirts and call it a night climbing into bed with her.

“Next time you have to come with me, you can beat all the bears at pool.” You chuckle through a yawn wrapping your arm around her, your head near her shoulder.

She laughs kissing your temple. “Deal.”

The next morning you wake up to the smell of coffee and 40s swing music undoubtedly coming from the kitchen. Stretching out in bed with a smile on your face you get up and get ready for your day before grabbing your phone and heading downstairs.

“Good morning.” Melissa smiles from the counter, a steaming mug of coffee and a plate of fresh fruit sit. “Move that stuff to the table, the pancakes are almost done.”

“I love you, you know that?” You smile at the redhead, always surprised when she does something sweet like this.

“Ti amo, Tesoro,” she smiles pecking your lips.

At the table you sip your coffee and pop a few grapes into your mouth as Melissa comes over with the pancakes. “Oh my god are these the cinnamon ones?”

“It’s pancake Saturday, I had to make the special ones.” She grins sitting at her side of the table.

“You’re too good to me, Mel.” You smile putting one of the fluffy pastry’s on your plate. Almost a year into your relationship you were reminded every day how much Melissa loved you.

“I kinda like you a little.” She teases with a wink.

As you two have breakfast you talk about the previous night grabbing your phone to show her a ridiculous video your friend took of you singing.

“No, it’s the worst.” You laugh scrolling through everything until Melissa’s hand reaches over and stops you.

“Wait, go back to the group one.” She nods. You give her a curious look and scroll back, showing her the phone screen. You and all the girls were sat around a high table top, you had a beer bottle to your lips and your other arm resting on the table as your friend Kate took a wide angled selfie of all of you.

“How do you know Darcy?” Melissa asks, her cheeks flushed and her heart pounding in her chest.

“How do you know my ex?” You ask with a laugh, looking at the horror spreading across her face.

“She’s my niece.”

All the color drains from you. Your ears are muffled, the music from the speaker suddenly sounding like you’re underwater.

“Your ex.” Melissa slumps back in the chair, her eyes not moving from the picture now burned into her retinas. She feels old. Too old. She was running around with a thirty something, a thirty something that slept with her niece.

“Ex isn’t even the right word, we hooked up a few times and realized we’re better as friends.” You admit speaking faster than usual.

“You’re ex fuck buddies?!” She booms standing up, her hands going to her head. “Oh my god oh my god!”

You jump up moving to touch her shoulder but she backs up like you’re on fire. “Why didn’t you tell me you dated my niece?!”

“I didn’t know she was your niece, Mel.” You say trying to calm her down. “We didn’t even really talk about my exes, it was just a quick thing when I first moved here!” You explain desperately. You can’t lose Melissa. You can’t.

The redhead paces the kitchen trying to slow her heart rate. You, her much younger girlfriend, were her nieces booty call. The niece she saw being born when Kristen was in the hospital, the niece whose diapers she changed and took to the zoo as a baby.

“How did relatives not come up?” She mumbles.

“I didn’t get to know her really, It wasn’t like a dinner and talk situation,” you explain tossing your hands in the air. “She told me her dad wasn’t around and she doesn’t speak to her mother. That’s all I knew.”

Melissa shakes her head, her thoughts moving a mile a minute behind watery eyes. It was bad enough you were friends with your ex, it was even worse that it was Darcy. “I think you should go home. ” Her voice shakes, eyes not meeting yours. She can’t look at you, all she can picture is you rolling around in bed with another woman.

Her words hit you like a train. She was your home, now you were being pushed away. “Mel, please talk to me. I’m-“ your voice cracks.

“Go!” She hisses.

Her tone didn’t leave any room for you to argue with her. She was erily quiet and had a look on her face you’ve never seen before. As the tears fall from your eyes you move briskly grabbing your phone and your shoes by the door. Outside you go down the walkway slipping your shoes on and sitting with your face in your hands.

Inside the house, Melissa picks up her phone and calls her estranged niece.

When you get out of the Uber and get up to your apartment you lock the door behind you finally letting out the sob youd been holding in the car.

“Fuck!” You yell kicking the door, your foot aching before you down to the floor, gripping your head in your hands. It wasn’t fair. This shouldn’t be a big deal, you didn’t know Melissa when you hooked up with Darcy and you had absolutely no idea they were related until this morning.

Later that day you’re still on your couch staring at your phone, hoping for anything from Melissa. Once the clock hits 11pm you give up and go to your dark bedroom, trying to get comfortable in a bed you were no longer used to. As your lip wobbles and your eyes burn You bring the hoodie you were wearing of Melissa’s up to your nose, taking in her scent as your turn and look at the small framed photo of you and her on your nightstand. This wasnt how your weekend was supposed to go.

When Monday morning comes you stand in your bathroom blending in concealer to cover the dark circles under your eyes. You’d been too upset to go anywhere Saturday or Sunday, and you ignored the calls and texts from your friends. If it wasn’t Melissa, you didn’t care. After multiple voicemails are left, you’re sure she blocked your number.

When you get to Abbott you don’t bother going to the teachers lounge instead you go upstairs to your classroom, trying to focus on the days tasks by preparing the chalkboard and putting out the worksheets for your first 8th grade class. You drop the piece of chalk and with a sigh look down at

it on the floor in defeat.

You go through the motions of your morning classes, happy when it’s time for lunch. Outside, you run into Barb giving her a soft smile not giving her enough time to say anything before you get in your car. When you drive off you have no idea Melissa is in her classroom with Darcy.

“Wow, Aunt Melissa this room is so you.” The younger redhead chuckles looking around the room.

“Thanks, hon. Look, I gotta talk to you about y/n.”

Darcy looks at her aunt with a curious look causing Melissa to pull her phone out showing her a picture of the two of you.

“Oh my god you’re the girlfriend!” She points, “oh god you’re the girlfriend,” she realizes with wide eyes. “Well this is awkward.”

“Yeah,” Melissa scoffs. “I didn’t know she was friends with her ex and I didn’t know YOU were her ex.” She crosses her arms.

Darcy sets her bag down on Melissa’s desk with a sigh. “Look, I know you’re probably freaking out, but y/n couldn’t stop talking about you the other night. Well, I didn’t know it was you, she didn’t tell me her girlfriends name, but you should’ve seen her, Aunt Mel.” She smiles. “She was buzzing.”

Melissa deflates slightly, slowly turning off defense mode. “If this proved anything it’s that I’m too old.”

“Are you kiddin me?” Darcy rolls her eyes.

Melissa shrugs. “Maybe it’s a-“

Darcy’s phone starts to ring, and lo and behold she flips the phone screen out so she can see your name. The younger woman answers and puts it on speaker.

“Hey, y/n!”

“Hey, do you got a minute?”

Melissa’s ears perk up, her heart dropping at the tiredness in your voice.

“Yeah, what’s going on?”

“Listen uh, god this is weird,” you sigh. “have you talked to your Aunt Melissa recently?”

Darcy looks at Melissa who’s shaking her head and waving her hand.

“How do you know I have an aunt Melissa?” Darcy plays along with a laugh.

You sigh resting your head against the seat. “Well, she’s my girlfriend, or was, I don’t know about that now since I fucked up like I always do but she saw that picture of all of us from Saturday and I told her we had a thing after I moved here. everything just came crashing down after that. I wanted to know if she called you or anything. I just-“ you ramble taking in a breath. “Can you let me know if you talk to her please?”

“Yeah, of course. I’m sorry this happened. I’ll talk to her and see what I can do.”

“Don’t go out of your way to do it,” you sigh. “Itll be a lost cause no matter what. Anyway, thanks.”

You two say your goodbyes and Darcy crosses her arms much like her aunt, giving her a look. “Did that sound suspicious to you, Aunt Mel?”

Melissa shakes her head. “It doesn’t change the fact that when I was changing your diapers someone was doing the same for her. I’m too old for this. And now I thought of things I can’t un-see.”

Darcy moves to grab her bag looking at her aunt almost like a parent would look at a child. “That’s ridiculous and you know it. I remember you with Joe, he never talked about you the way y/n did that night.”

With that final comment she leaves her aunt in her classroom.

It’s two weeks before you see Melissa again. Whenever you were in the school you were in your classroom and after that you’d go home to wallow. In that time you realize that your chapter at Abbott needs to come to a close. The once friendly environment becomes awkward, even Ava commented on the tension to you in the hall one day.

Jacob tosses his sandwich down on the table with a huff. “I can’t take it anymore!”

This gets everyone’s attention, Janine puts a hand on his shoulder as the two older teachers look over at him not expecting the outburst.

“We can hear a pin drop in here, even Janine is afraid to talk!” He points out.

“Calm down, kid.”

“No! This is ridiculous,” he sulks, “y/n should be in here and you two should be all gross together making us question how tough you actually are, Melissa but no she’s leaving and you’re all sad and quiet.”

Melissa’s entire body turns in the chair. “The hell you mean she’s leaving? She’s not leaving.” She turns to look at Barb who gives her a sympathetic smile.

It’d only been two weeks in Melissa’s mind. That wasn’t enough time to make such a rash decision she thinks. She also knows she made a snap decision in two seconds.

“Everyone but me knew?” The red head booms looking at them all. Jacob still looks annoyed, and everyone else looks at her like they’re sorry. Even Janine who couldn’t keep a secret to save her life.

Melissa has heard enough. She gets up and barrels out of the room straight for the stairs to the second floor. In your classroom you hear heeled boots getting closer and closer as you pop another pretzel into your mouth. Not trying to get excited over the once familiar sound, you keep your eyes on your computer going over the email on the screen.

“Hey,” a gruff voice sounds as the door slams.

Biting the inside of you cheek you keep your eyes on the computer screen. “What can I do for you, Miss Schemmenti?” You let out in a monotone voice.

That hurt. Out of the corner of your eye you see the redhead stands with her arms crossed, one of her many defense mechanisms you were always able to clock off hers.

“Are you really leaving?”

You turn putting all your attention on her with a quirked brow.

“I have an interview Monday if you need to know.”

“Don’t go.” She lets out quietly.

You can’t help but let out a humorless laugh despite the urge to get up and hug her. “Weeks ago you told me to go, you don’t return any of my calls or texts, you avoid me like the plague, now you’re telling me to stay? You of all people don’t get a say in that.”

“I’m sorry, y/n. I’m sorry.” Melissa fights back tears. “Can I just say something?”

You stand up, mirroring her energy nodding for her to go on.

“I know I hurt you. I know that. This has everything to do with me, not you.” She starts, really wearing her heart on her sleeve for the first time in her life. “When I saw that, I don’t know. My age just really hit me. I changed Darcy’s diapers for gods sake.” She lets out in a sad laugh. “I was stupid enough to think this could work.”

Before she can say anything else you cut her off balling your hands into fists. “But it was working! We were happy!”

Melissa nods biting her lip. “I know you were. Darcy told me. She was here when you called her.

“Of course she was.” You scoff with a laugh. “I knew I heard an echo from her end.”

“I hated how you sounded on the phone that day.”

“Yeah well I was up for over 48 hours at that point, I wasn’t gonna sound all peachy.” You shoot back. “Is that all you wanted to say? Because that could’ve been an easy text. There’s no use torturing the both of us with a visit like this. Let’s try to make this last month of school bearable, yeah?”

Melissa finds her voice again standing up straight. “Cancel that interview.”

“Why would I do that, Melissa?” You all but growl crossing your arms again. “I can’t even have lunch in the break room here anymore because everyone’s so tense and weird. Why would I stay here where I’m not wanted?”

Melissa takes a few strides forward, her hands cupping your flushed cheeks before her lips crash into yours, moving slow and sweet. You don’t kiss her back at first, complete shock hitting you first. When you realize what’s happening you melt against her lips slipping your arms around her waist. You missed her touch, her scent, the little noise she makes when your hand finds its way to her hair pulling her a little roughly.

“I knew y’all would work it out!” You hear from other side of your classroom. Breaking the kiss abruptly you keep your arms around Melissa looking to see Ava.

“Ava I swear to god.” You roll your eyes. Your boss stands there with her hip cocked out, phone in hand. “Good thing I didn’t fill out that transfer paperwork. Git it, girl.” She winks before closing your door again.

Melissa grins and you can’t keep up your angry attitude. “You need to stop calling yourself old. Old ladies don’t kiss like that.”

The red head reaches out to wipe her lipgloss from your lip with her thumb.

“Yeah? Well you’re not a kid. I’m sorry, Tesoro.”

You meet her eyes shaking your head. “Don’t do that to me again. Just talk to me.”

Melissa nods gently stroking your cheek with her thumb.

Your phone chiming over and over again pulls you out of the little bubble you’ve created. Confused by the sudden influx of notifications you pull the device from your pocket, rolling your eyes when you see the group chat.

“Ava must’ve told them.” You smile down at the texts. Looking at it Melissa takes the phone setting it on your desk before she’s pulling you into another loving Kiss.

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