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Cuddlefish

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Yes I know its spelt wrong its deliberate

OG Synopsis: She's your world, your queen. You would do anything to ease her mind that you love her...but sometimes the past lurks close and carries lies you didn't create. Years you have known Meenah Piexes and never once has she danced around a topic. Shes' blunt and won't hesitate to tell someone that they need to rethink their situation. Three years ago she asked you to live with her and never once has she beat around the bush until someone started messing with her at work. I guess even in some relationships a little fighting isn't bad it may even let you both see that you were meant together

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"(Y/N), are you sure about this?" Aranea asks with a raised brow.

"Yes I'm sure, look I know it might not make sense right now, but it's like she's taken over every part of me and I can't imagine a life without her Nea," I sigh looking at the rings under the pane of glass.

"Well, why did you bring me with you again?" She closes her book glancing at me.

"Because you're the only other person who knows what she likes, I want it to be perfect," I smirk, still looking at the matching rings. "Also you are her ring size."

She sends me a glare as the clerk walks over. "What a nice eye you got there ma'am. Are you both?" She points between Ara and me.

"Oh, no. It's a surprise this is my sister," I smile.

"Oh, well the lucky lady must be ecstatic," she sighs.

Pushing my long bangs from my eyes I just nod asking if I could look at the rings.

"You know if you wanted to get stuff for her you could have asked mom," Ara whispers.

"She already does too much for me," I shake her off.

After about 30 minutes of conversation we got the ring. I hold the box tightly in my pocket, I already know where I'm headed.

"Thanks for dropping me off, but you know she would have liked any of those rings as long as you got it with the intention of giving it to her," Aranea explains before going in.

"I know, but I wanted to get her the best one. Nothing less for her, if I could I'd give her the world," I sigh as I begin trekking back to my apartment.

Not very long after, I'm home, and as soon as I open the door I can tell she's not back yet. Setting the box in a vase that we always keep empty I make my way to my studio, glancing at the door I shake my head and sit down starting work. Mee has always told me the world could collapse while I'm working and I won't notice.

"Hey, (Y/n), can you come here?" She asks, catching me off guard.

I pull off my headset and walk out of the room. "Sup babe?"

"Do you know someone named Megido?" She asks, looking at a business card.

"Yeah, she was an ex of mine. I stopped talking to her after we broke up. It was a clean cut, we didn't want anything to do with one another, why?" I ask, sitting on the couch and pulling her into my lap.

Her loose locs spill over the arm of the chair and I smile looking at her. "Hmmm, guess I'll leave this alone." She nods, ripping the card.

Holding her close I start rubbing circles into her back, she sends me a scrunched glare. I shake my head and pick her up walking back to my office.

"Hey what are you doing?" She squeaks.

"I'm taking you with me while I work, all these smiles you're sending me are making me motivated to finish quickly, but that might disappear if you aren't with me," I explain.

"Babe, you haven't done that in a while," she speculates, raising a brow.

"So I'm not allowed to just want you next to me," I frown, still holding her.

"You're ordering dinner tonight no arguments," she bargains and I chuckle, pulling her from a bridal carry to a princess carry.

"Of course heiress," I smile, kissing her gently.

She rolls her eyes and starts playing with my spare tablet while I work. After what only felt like minutes I was done, she had her back pressed to mine with a raised brow at the tablet. She seemed to have been looking through the pictures.

"Shit, I forgot to send that to the computer. I groan looking at the picture of her sleeping figure that she was glaring at.

"When did you take this?" She questions a bit mad.

"Well obviously when you were sleeping a few days ago," I shrug.

"I'm deleting it," she confirms with a sigh.

"What? But why?!" I whine, turning to wrap my arms around her waist.

"Because it looks bad," she pouts. "And cause it's of me, I don't want you taking pictures of me sleeping."

"But that one is my favorite," I frown into her hair.

The picture in question was a pretty nice one, the sun was peeking through the window behind me so her face was graced with a warm glow that one usually wouldn't see. Her hair was framing her face and she was holding my hand while she slept. It was pressed right up against her temple, I could remember how numb my arm was cause it had been there most of the morning. She had an innocent smile on her full lips like she was keeping a secret, and she was mostly tangled in the blanket.

"Why would that be your favorite?" She scoffs, obviously feeling conflicted by my reply.

"Because, hmm. You were so hung over that morning I don't think you know what you said," I shrug and her face quickly becomes pink with her fuchsia blood color.

"Wwhat? You tell me right now what I said or so help me," she stuttered turning her head to look at me.

I press my forehead to hers and kiss her full on the lips smirking against them when the kiss ends.

"You told me you loved me in your sleep," I chuckle.

"What?" She quirks a brown more confused.

"I was up way before the alarm because before going to sleep I thought I wanna wake up at six so I can see what you look like when the sun rises. I just kind of laid in the dark until the light started peeking through and I just wanted to capture you just like that, but before I took the picture you gripped my hand tightly and whispered that you loved me," I explained nuzzling into her neck.

I could feel the warmth quickly rushing up to her cheeks as she locked my tablet and set it down. That might have been one of the first times I really told her how much she meant to me.

A few days passed and I noticed that Mee was coming back home more and more teary, some new employee was working their way into Her social life. Apparently, it was someone I didn't know because she wouldn't tell me their name.

It feels like weeks and every time she gets frustrated more easily, I know it's nothing I can fix. She would have told me by now I have no right to just barge into her work when I work from home. Seeing her come home in pain every day is just suffocating like she doesn't know what to do. Seeing my usually proud girl slump into the couch with puffy eyes and a shaky chest to match her ragged breathing always unsettled me.

"(Y/n), did you love her?" She whispers and I send a look at her like I was taken aback.

"Who?" I ask.

"You know damn well who," she shouts, pushing me back.

I stare confused, hurt now flooding my face. It wasn't even the fact that I had been pushed to the ground by a fuchsia blood, it was because she doubted my love for her.

"I don't know who. You're usually so fucking blunt and hate beating around the bush," I grunt standing back up as a hurricane of emotions flood the air.

"Damara," she mutters hesitantly.

"What about her? I already told you we broke up no contact after that clean break," I clench my fist anger bubbling up to the top like lava popping through the surface of the earth.

"She said that..." she starts, realization and reluctance to finish her statement run across her face.

"Just, stop. I don't give a fuck what that bulge licker said. Whatever she told you was a lie, and if you're so blind by jealousy, love, that you wouldn't confront me from the beginning then I guess I should leave," I sigh, my fists clenched tight.

Walking into our room I grab a backpack and start throwing clothes inside. Leaving my phone and charger I walk into the office and pull out my tablet and laptop quickly forcing them into the half-empty bag. Without a glance cause I know I would break down into tears and try to keep her from crying more.

"I'll see you around cuddlefish," I sigh, closing the door.

Running down to the garage I board my bike and drive to the only place I know is safe. The Serket house. When I walked in after opening the door Min took a glance at me.

"What happened?" She asks, pulling my bag off my shoulder.

"Shit, I fucked up," I scream banging my hand against the wall with almost enough to force to shatter my knuckles but it just quickly purples into a bruise.

"Whoa, calm down honey, it can't be that bad," my mom offers.

"She will never trust me again mom, do you understand that. I was trying so hard not to lose her. I was going to propose, but that fucking bitch just had to come back into my life," I sob falling to my knees.

"Honey, look at me it's me not mom remember," reminds the blond woman before me.

"I'm sorry miss Serket. I'm just so scrambled right now," I mumble shaking my head. "If that ugh, Damara wasn't even someone I was with for long, how could it affect Mee the way it did," I shake my head more slumping to the ground.

Suddenly the door slams open.

"What in the everlasting fuck did you do to her?" A shout catches my ear

"I didn't do shit, ask fucking Damara. She just waltzed in said some shit to Mee when I had my back turned and all of a sudden I was out on my ass. You knew what I had planned, I love her Aranea, I'm a mess without her," I sigh pushing my bangs back.

"So is she, she was about to shatter a very expensive case of yours till she heard it rattle," she notifies me.

"What? N, no don't tell me I forgot the ring at the apartment," I gasp patting myself down scrambling for the door.

"Go get her," Min shouts as I leave.

The rain comes down just as I make my way to the street. My hair sticking to my face and neck as I run, chest screaming for air as I feel like I'm holding my breath. Stumbling up the stairs and coming to a stop at our door. I open the door and see her sitting on the couch.

"Did you see it?" I whisper, startling her.

"When did you? You're soaked from head to toe," she mutters, grabbing a towel and walking over to me.

Looking down at her I chuckle as tears well up in my eyes. "About a month ago, I went with Nea. She wanted me to get something from her mom instead, but I wanted the fuchsia one for you."

I close the door as the towel is rubbed against my face and through my hair. She refuses to make eye contact with me, letting out a groan. I just wanna run away. Before I can walk away she wraps the towel around my shoulders and pulls me close.

"Why did I let you get so close," she mutters as she kisses me roughly.

"Because I made you my home, so if you kick me out I have nowhere else to go," I chuckled, pulling her into a hug.

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