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seb-owns-these-tatas · 5 years ago

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What’s wrong? (Tj Hammond) (Pt. 3)

PART 2

Characters: Bi!TJ Hammond x Asian!Female!Reader

Summary: You're an overseas worker and is in a relationship with TJ, but people can't seem to accept the differences between you both even by financially and background wise. (PART 3!) (Read part 1 and 2 before this which is located in my Sebastian Stan Oneshots Book 1! Heehee!)

Warning: ANGST. SAD AND ANGRY TJ HAMMOND. (I'M SORRY? 😢) Pertaining that they've did the birds and the bees but there is no actual smut or anything. Y'all are safe. This is a sad, wholesome one but with kisses? 😅

Words: 2,900+ words. (Damn long again. Hehehe)

A/N: BE CRAZY WITH YOUR FEEDBACKS! TJ HAMMOND IN DA HOUSEEEE YOO! Italics meant that some flashback happened, ayt?

Disclaimer: GIF'S and pictures used are not mine. Only the edits are and the oneshot of course. 😉 Credits to the owners of the GIFS.

Dedicated: @fandomgalcentral

"Marry me,"

Tj tenderly whispered, his hot breath fanning your face. Affectionate cerulean eyes peering at you with the softest look he could give as he was on his knees, and you were somewhat in a pretty dominating position especially that your dress was bunched up around your waist.

You were having your wondrous pee-time alright, yet Thomas James Hammond thought it was actually a good time to propose with all that alcohol you took.

Knotted eyebrows and a blink was all you've given. "Marry...marry Lee? Whyyy would I even marryyyy Lee?" You drunkenly slurred with a hiccup and a youthful smile. Your baby boy took your face in both of his hands, grasping your jaw in the most delicate way as possible. He was too good to be true, and too good for you.

He was the best you've ever had. Despite of the negativity of what he has been saying about himself.

His pretty blue eyes were dazzling against the yellow, incandescent lights of his bathroom and you were pretty enamoured by the bountiful love that was surrounded in his irises. Only him. Only Tj. "I know you thought I was actually really--and when I meant really, like fully gay at first and that I look like a complicated playboy who is scared of marriage but," he paused, taking a breather. Smiling the nervous ticks that was making his hands tremble.

"Marry me, please. That's not a question and please don't say no. I know you're drunk but a drunk mind speak sober thoughts, right?"

You hiccuped and giggled like a drunkard, your cheeks feeling all warm from all the alcohol you've drank. A single boop on his nose was what he got from you, and an answer that made him sigh that released all the anxiety and fear which was bubbling up inside his healing heart.

"Of course, silly. I'll marry chuuu' with all my heart!" Thus, the ring was about to come up later than the actual proposal because of certain circumstances that won't make it happen.

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"Don't even bother coming to The Dome for its one year anniversary," Tj mumbled as he scrambled to his feet, he was completely drowning in his thoughts for you. He needed to find you because the room was beginning to choke him alive. "Even though, you guys fucking know how important you are to me,"

You were at the end of the room, hazy, dreary eyes seeing Tj striding across the room to find you. You fiddled with the lapels of his black coat resting on your shoulder. Basically, you looked like a drunk, kicked abandoned puppy who seemed to not be liked by his family.

A hug was all you wanted right now, and by the looks of your furious, teary eyed, healing Hammond, he desperately needs one too.

"Let's go, Y/N." Tj's warm, comforting hand grabbed yours. Roughly tugging you along in your heels. You were struggling in your shoes and by how fast and long his legs were. "T-Tj..Slow down, please?" you stuttered, alcohol running in your veins and it wasn't helping that the world was twirling in a vortex.

He abruptly stopped in front of their door, your forehead hitting his back with a soft thud. Automatically uttering a tender apology towards the latter. Tj spun in his heels, his long, soft, pretty fingers wrapping around your wrist a little too tightly. Probably because of his anger towards everything, yet you weren't complaining because you were too drunk to even retort. You were even numb from the alcohol and from the piercing words that went straight to the heart.

If only it was all but a dream..

"You guys are the fucking best," you heard Tj sarcastically spat towards his family who were shooting daggers at the both of you. They couldn't understand yet. No, not until they wanted to understand where Tj was coming from then they wouldn't get to.

They wouldn't get to because they've never understood him since he was in the white house.

Thomas James Hammond only needed love, understanding and affection. He just wanted to be loved. He has ever been a soft boy.

Y/N Y/L/N came along and gave him what he wanted, yet she wasn't downright accepted.

Just like TJ Hammond, and that was probably why they were good for each other.

Then the door slammed shut, vibrating their stunned souls. Nana revealed herself from the kitchen, a disappointed look on her pretty, aging face. She knew she liked Y/N's pure heart. More so for her grandson because she knew how he was whipped and ready to climb mountains for this woman.

Elaine's mother sipped on her martini, her voice cracking from age as she finally addressed the elephant in the room. "Elaine," she grabbed her daughter's attention. "You won't be getting to save Tj for the second time now because you've just showed how invalid he was. Y/N will." Elaine frowned tightly, trying hard not to roll her eyes as she was trying to process everything at hand.

Margaret huffed as she glanced at Elaine's ex-husband. "As for you, Bud.." She eventually snickered, twirling the glass in her feeble hands with a stressed out tone.

"You're a dick,"

The eventful night you've had with your boy was full of interesting surprises. One sore, tiring night came with a peaceful morning with Tj. Those tranquil hours you spend with him which included coffee, cuddles and light morning kisses was a highlight of your day before actually overworking yourself with work.

Up until today..

Heavy, quick footsteps faded in as you prepared breakfast for the both of you. Tj had accidentally snooped in your conversation that you had with Karina. A close friend of yours whom have been elated to know that you've managed to catch Tj's bisexual heart which were a mystery to many and probably a dream for every women and men to have.

Fortunately, you've caught the most glorious fish in the sea.

But, unfortunately he was looking mad.

"So, what's this thing that Karina said?" Your man huffed as he stopped beside you, leaving you no space. You've flipped the pancakes when you finally noticed bubbles. "What?" With eyebrows cinched and a very questionnable tone made Tj wrap his fingers around your arm with a slight force, turning you to look at him.

You didn't budge. Confusion written all over your face as you began to place those pancakes on a white, ceramic plate with only a hand. Once the pancakes were settled, you tried to hide the confusion with a smile. Still, those eyes of yours weren't on Tj and it was just making him even more frustrated.

"Eyes on me, Y/N." Your baby boy grumbled. Only to see his bright, cerulean eyes filled with dread. You finally laid your eyes on him, completely fixated and when you did, that's when he began to talk. His words slowly breaking him to pieces if that was even possible because of the previous agenda at hand.

He huffed to himself. Red, cherry kissable lips forming a thin line, "--About planning on leaving the country," he continued sarcastically. "Wanting to work somewhere else--"

"--Where.I'm.not.there?" Tj emphasized his words, leaving pauses that made him sound more serious and definitely furious. His jaw began to tighten and that's when you realized he was serious and mad as a bear with a sore head.

"What was that suppose to mean, huh?" he sounded more hurt as he added, "Shouldn't I be the first to know these plans of yours?"

"Tj," you started thoroughly calm despite of his assumptions which have been true. Karina didn't grew up to be a liar and he'd seen the conversation you had with her. Therefore, it was no joke.

"No, Y/N. I know what I heard," It was a stern tone that made you shut up. Tj had been all but very rabid in a year that you've been with him. Lots of vexations and petty fights but definitely no tough fights like the one you're currently arguing on. He has just been a total sweetheart with you despite of his uncertainty in settling with a woman permanently.

Yet, those uncertainies came tumbling back when he'd read all your plans of leaving the country and working somewhere else where he wasn't there.

"Are you..." his voice began to turn quieter with vulnerability written in his Steele blue eyes that made your heart ache. He was hurting again, and the sad fact was that it was about you and his family. His heart was healing, but because of what happened last night, it began to trigger something inside of him which made everything come back the way it is. "--Leaving me?"

You held onto his hand that was wrapped around your arm, untangling them and slipping your own in between the spaces of his fingers. A reassuring gaze was all you gave. "That's not what I meant, Love."

Tj bit his own lip apprehensively. "W-Was it something I said?" His voice sounded small, quieter and it teased the strings of your heart with a knife. "Was it something I did last night?"

His eyes cascaded downwards, avoiding your eyes and you couldn't help but slip your fingers on the side of his stubbly 5 o'clock shadow. "I'm...I'm sorry I was rough! I didn't mean to!" Thomas added, feeling like he was to blame. "I'm sorry I kept you up all night!" The latter kept trailing off, thoughts caught up in a fiery landslide of messages that kept him stuttering. "I..I was just frustrated, I--I--"

"Thomas, you got it all wrong--"

"No..no. Not you too, no please.." Your baby boy pleaded wholeheartedly, Cerulean eyes flashing and turning reddish from how he was trying not to let the tears slip. "Please! Don't leave me,"

"You're all I have, Y/N. You're the only one," he grabbed the sides of your face and you were met with dreaded eyes that was terrified of having the need to be alone. Tj was scared that the only person he could count on and he'd love will actually end up like his previous relationships. Thus, he didn't want you away from him even an inch. "Honey," you started, cupping the side of his jaw and reassuring that you'd be with him till the end of the line.

"N-No, please..you're the only one who actually cares," your baby boy desperately pleaded, much more to your pity. This was the only time you've seen him like that again and you wanted nothing more than to see him smiling that reaches the ends of his eyes.

"Hush, baby." you wooed him over and Tj leaned against your touch, like a lost, touch deprived puppy. "I'm not leaving you..." you reassured with much emphasis, "I just wanted to earn more than what I do. It's for our future--"

He cut you off, very zealous of what solution he could see with that certain problem of yours. "You know I can help! I'll help you!"

"Tj..."

"I love you," Those passionate three words was all it took for your decision to come crushing down. Apparently, Tj didn't want you working overseas even though you already were. He just didn't want you away from him, the idea of being separated is killing him inside. You were his stronghold, he lives for you and it was crushing him to know that you didn't know that he was six feet under for his love for you. "I love you very much," he emphasized, saying those words very tenderly as he peered down at you.

You bit your lip, finally deciding that he should get a snippet of your thoughts. "Tj, you know I don't want to feel as if I'm such a heavy baggage for you. You know your father doesn't like me because I'm poor and not a daughter of one of any politicians,"

Tj tried to chuckle and it appeared to sound like he was trying to sound happy. "Why do we even need to care about what my father thinks of you, Y/N?" Pause. "You're it for me, Baby. You know you are," he pushed himself to smile and it was hurting to smile when all he wanted to do was frown and cry from what how his actually life turned to.

"So, what's the problem, huh? You know I'm always here to help,"

He locked his eyes on your lips, brushing his lips on yours like a thunderbolt as it caught you off guard. Tj's lips locked with yours as he hopelessly kissed you with all his might. His fingers digging harder on the sides of your face with a need to keep you there and never leave. You answered his kisses with the same ferocity, murmuring his name once you get the chance to. "Tj," yet, he was still kissing you like his life depended on it.

A hand on his chest and a slight push was all it took for him to give you a breather, he didn't even want to stop and probably wanted you to drown in his kisses. His other hand slipped down towards your hips, leaning in to give you more than just warm, hot kisses as he tried to gamble the idea of keeping you beside him by giving himself to you like you were a deity he ought to praise and believe in.

"It's not you, Tj. It's me," you breathed against his dewy, Crimson lips. He let out a loud huff and a snicker which showed his tight frown. "Fück!" your baby boy cussed out loud. Totally disappointed by the words you just said.

The latter took a step back to have his hands on his hips, walking back and forth as he was murmuring cusses to himself. He couldn't believe you just said that to him. It was certainly upsetting. "Don't get started on that because that line is for a person who simply wants to break up with their boyfriend,"

His Cerulean eyes were piercing, his disappointment shooting straight towards your heart and you couldn't help but stutter as you find the right words to it. Sometimes, having a language barrier sucks big time and as of the moment, it really does sucks ass.

"Am I hearing you right?" Tj bellowed, spitting his words with animosity and his upset state was shocking you to say the least. "Are we on the same page right now? Or do you really want to break up with me?" his eyes was turning bloodshoot red. The urge inside of you, wanting nothing but to hug him tight again just like last night as you held him in your arms while you both slept was itching your nerves. Instinctively, you took a step forward to be in his arm reach but he was quick to stop you with a hand in front of him.

Tj's face morphed into a crestfallen state that actually broke your heart. Big time. "Go on! Leave me too!" he loudly declared, tightly gnawing on his lip till it turned red and swollen. Those next words that left his lips added stones on top of your heart, creating a numbing pain that could get your eyes visible with tears.

"Everybody does, Y/N. Everybody does."

Your baby boy spun against his heels, striding towards his back pack that was placed on a chair on your dining table and you were tailing behind him like a lost puppy. Tj was upset, clearly upset from your mistake. Technically, you didn't know what left your mouth and you swore to the heavens that you should've thought it through before saying it to him.

Life was always like that. It's either your regret never doing things or you regret it in the end. A lesson leaving with the experience you had.

"Tj--" you padded through the other side of the room to where he was, he shuffled in his place and had his back on you. You tried wooing him over, yet he wouldn't budge. Ignoring you in the process. "Tj! No, you got it all wrong, Sweetheart! Tj!" Y/N pleaded with desperation in her voice because she knew Tj at the back of her hand. This was the state where Tj shouldn't be left alone and broken. It was dangerous for him to be an island when his mind was in a pained world.

"No, no, no..no.." you murmured to yourself. Thoroughly hopeless of the fact that he was now walking away from you, bag in hand and with a grudge in his heart. "Baby, please..." Tears began cascading your face like waterfalls. Every step Tj took was giving his heart a pinch. More so when his fingers turned the knob of your door. A pleading holler was sent to him as he didn't saw the broken look on your face which could get him to give in.

"DON'T LEAVE ME, THOMAS!"

But, you were too late as the door was loudly shut.

You've made a mistake and now you were going to suffer from it.

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