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harvestmount · 7 months ago

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i don't know how many times i re read this....

I know you have a lot of requests but may I suggest an angsty idea ? like mason’s gf who overheard him saying to his friends that she’s clingy and he can’t enjoy himself when she’s around ? only if it does inspire you, thank you for reading me !

thank you for your request anon! there's been a lot of fluff so here's something different! I hope you guys like it, please let me know what you think! xx

warnings: angst, not proofread

words: 2,2k

small word, big impact

gif; movnt

You were sitting in the middle of the bed folding some newly washed clothes when you heard the front door open and quickly shut right after. You waited a few seconds, expecting to hear a call for your name but when it didn’t come you knew Mason hadn’t taken a notice to your shoes at the front door. You had told him you would come over a lot later so it didn’t surprise you.

You continued with your task at hand and once you were done you put away Mason’s clothes and some of your own pieces that you always kept around at his house before deciding to join Mason downstairs. You could hear another voice once you made it halfway down the stairs and when you reached the bottom you could tell he was on the phone so you stopped in the hallway, not wanting to disturb him while he was on the phone. You weren’t sure who Mason was talking to but the words that left their mouth made you frown. “I guess y/n is stopping you from another night out?” You felt a little taken back since you had never stopped Mason from going out to see his friends. You were quite the opposite, always telling him to go out and have fun and if he really didn’t feel like it you would encourage him to invite his friends over instead.

“Yeah, she’s coming over later.” You felt a little hurt over the fact that Mason didn’t deny what his friend said but instead agreed with them.

“So, like always?” The laugh following the question sounded evil and when Mason said nothing but hum you felt like you were close to crying. You didn’t know any of his friends felt like that about you, they had always been nice to you ever since you met them, often telling you that they were happy Mason had met you but now you were doubting that any of that was true.

You were doubting Mason too.

Walking out of the house was impossible without Mason seeing you so you were debating on just turning back around and walking up the stairs because you knew you shouldn’t be listening to this conversation and you weren’t sure if you even wanted to hear more of it.

“She’s my girlfriend, you know.” The tone Mason spoke in sounded more playful than serious. It sounded like he was just saying it for the sake of remind his friend and maybe even himself and not because he wanted the conversation to end.

Mason’s friend countered his statement without a second beat, “that’s so fucking boring. Ever since you met y/n and settled down or whatever you’ve become so boring. What happened to the Mason we all knew and loved who would go out and leave with a different girl every night?” You were starting to feel sick and at that point you were fully expecting Mason to stick up for you, to tell his friend to stop being stupid and to respect his relationship but instead he stayed quite for a few seconds before laughing.

“It’s fine.”

“Come on Mason.”

"It's nothing. It's fine. Y/n likes to be around which I've never minded before but now...I don't know mate. I feel like I can't breathe sometimes. She's always here and it feels like we live together a lot of the time which we obviously don't." You felt embarrassed because Mason had never mentioned any of that to you before. He would always tell you that he wanted you around as much as possible, that he loved how you kept some of your things around his place to make it feel like your own home too. He always told you he wanted you to spend the nights with him and the morning too and if you didn't have school or work he wanted to come home to you after training. "I know she's just trying to be supportive because the season has been mad and anything but normal but she's kinda..." You felt like you were holding your breath in as you waited for him to finish his sentence.

“Clingy?”

"Yeah." By now you were sitting on the floor, feeling a little defeated as you stared down at your lap. Your eyes were burning and you had to cover your mouth with your hand to prevent any noise from giving you away.

The short confirmation from Mason hurt you more than you could ever imagine it would.

You felt like you had heard enough so you got up from the floor and carefully made your way back up the stairs and to Mason's bedroom. You were debating on just walking past the first door and go to the guestroom instead but you didn't.

You got in bed right away and you're not sure how long you laid there but all that was running through your mind was calling your friend to tell her to come and pick you up but you couldn't just walk out like nothing happened so you would wait until Mason would hopefully leave. It was a little funny, you hoping Mason would leave his own house as soon as possible when normally all you ever wanted was for him to hurry home so you could spend the rest of your day together.

After another thirty minutes or so your thoughts were interupted by the sound of footsteps making their way up the stairs and when the door cracked open you shut your eyes even if your back was already turned towards the door and Mason. You tried to stay as still as possible even if it was proving to be difficult because you were still crying. "Y/n?" You felt your heart ache at the sound of his voice and you had to bite down on your lip so you wouldn't let out a sob.

The room stayed quite for a few seconds but you knew Mason hadn't left the room and your confirmation came when the bed dipped behind you before an arm wrapped itself around you. "I could do with a nap." You almost felt stupid for wanting nothing more than to just forget about what you had heard downstairs and let him hold you but you couldn't.

You weren’t stupid and he couldn’t think you were.

When Mason pressed a gentle kiss to the back of your neck you let out a shaky sob, unable to hold your emotions in anymore. "Y/n?" You just shake your head, worried that your voice would let you down if you tried talking. "Hey, hey. Did something happen?" When you didn't say anything Mason tried to pull you towards himself but when you didn't budge he moved over your body and laid down before you so he could look at you. "Look at me, babe." You did but it only made you want to cry harder. "Are you okay?" You shake your head. "Are you sick?" You shake your head again. "Can you tell me what's wrong? you're worrying me."

"I feel stupid." You take a deep breath. "I was hoping you would leave so I could leave after without having to see you." Your words are slightly slurred due to your crying that you're still unable to stop even if you're trying and repeatedly wiping at your cheeks.

Mason looked genuinely confused at first before his eyes slightly budge open. It confirms to you that he knows exactly what you’re on about. “I can’t believe you, Mason.” You felt like a mother scolding her child for eating the cookied they weren’t meant to touch.

“Y/n. I don’t know what you think you’ve hear-”

“I heard enough.” You gave him a sad smile.

Mason shuts his eyes tightly, feeling beyond stupid.

When he walked into his room and saw you he was happy and when he noticed you crying he thought it was over a movie you had been watching or a sad Tiktok you had seen but it didn't take long for him to realise that you were upset over what he had been stupid enough to say.

��Baby, I was just being stupid. Okay? I don’t know what the fuck the conversation was even about. I’m just tired.”

“Being tired can’t always be your excuse for everything.” You knew he was tired and you didn’t blame him but that had nothing to do with what he had said. “You talked about me like I don’t even mean anything to you behind my back, Mason.”

“Don’t say that, you know how much you mean to me.” You didn’t stop him when his hands moved up to wipe your tears away but it was to no use because fresh ones fell right after. “I’m sorry.” You sit up against the headboard and Mason does the same right after. “I’m a fucking dickhead.”

“Did you mean it?” Asking was painful but the silence following the question was even worse. “It’s fine if you did.”

“It’s not.”

“So you did mean it.”

“No, I didn’t.” You turned your head so you could look at him, challenging him to just tell you the truth. “I don’t. I don’t think you’re clingy. I think, I don’t know.”

“I’ve never felt like I had to ever be someone else around you or that I needed to worry about how I ever acted until today.”

“You still don’t.”

“That’s not true and you know that.”

“I’m sorry for what I said.”

"It's not just what you said, Mason. It's also what you heard being said about me and yet you didn't once stick up for me. Your friend claimed I don't let you go out and you agreed but when have I ever stopped you?" Mason was just sitting shaking his head next to you because he knew he had fucked up. "How do you think it felt for me to hear your friend talk about how they preferred when you'd fuck around with different girls? is that how you and they saw me at first? as just someone to play with until you got bored? Is that what I am because if so I've been around way too long for it."

“God, no. You have never been that.”

“I just don’t get it because if one of my friends made you sound like a problem I would always defend you. I would do that always because I love you and your feelings matter to me a lot more than anything else.” You had to take a deep breath because you felt like your heart was beating too fast. “But you know what? None of my friends would ever talk about you like that because I talk about you like you hung up the fucking moon.” You felt one single tear slide down your cheek as you let out a sad laugh. "I guess that makes me clingy."

Mason's eyes shut as he leaned his head back against the headboard. His heart was thumping loudly in his chest and he could feel his ears and cheeks heating up more and more for each second that passed because he felt embarrassed. Not because he had been caught but because he had been caught acting like a teenage boy trying to impress his friends by acting like he doesn't care about anything. He wasn't a teenage boy anymore, he was a grown man and he had someone in front of him who loved every single part of him and yet he had ruined that.

“I’m going to go. Lauren is picking me up.”

“Please don’t go.”

"Mason, do you honestly expect me to stay here? I heard you complain about how I'm here too much!" Your patience was running thin and you felt yourself starting to get angry. “You could have just told me how you felt and I would have understood. You could have just told me you felt like I was here too much and I would have given you space but instead you went about it the wrong way and still expect me to just act like nothing happened." You chose your words carefully, not wanting to hurt him just because he had hurt you. “You’re meant to talk to me about how you’re feeling.”

“I don’t know what else to say except that I’m so fucking sorry. I know I messed up. I know you didn’t deserve to hear any of that. I know that and I’m sorry.”

“I know you are.”

“I don’t want to lose you.”

“You should have thought about that before.” Mason was hoping you would say anything but that. He was selfishly hoping you would tell him that he hadn't lost you, that you were still his but that you were just hurt but when you didn't he felt his eyes water and his vision blur. "I'm going to go."

“Y/n, come on. We can work through this."

“I need some time to think, okay?” Mason felt hopeful at that. “Good luck on international break. I’ll be rooting for you like always.” You knew your friend hadn't arrived yet but you needed to get out of his house. You couldn't handle seeing Mason cry and you knew that one more lok at him would have you folding so instead you ran down the stairs and waited outside for ten minutes before your friend arrived. The ride was silent and once you were in the comfort of your own apartment and in your own bed you let go completely and cried until you fell asleep.

And twenty minutes away, Mason is crying too because he can't do anything but wait.

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