#james marriott x will lenney

[clarkeysbedchem]

whatever happens, i’m letting it

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will lenney x fem reader

summary: will falls for chris’ new assistant

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You huffed as you adjusted the bags and boxes that were piled in your arms. You hobbled up the stairs in your heeled boots, kicking them with each step to prevent yourself from falling.

You’d been working for Chris for about a month now and had settled into the workspace nicely. You'd made friends with everyone and were already being named a fan favorite.

The footsteps of someone else echoed through the corridor of the office building, and you poked your head up over the boxes to see a man walking toward you, a dog in his arms.

The man looked up, spotting you struggling to juggle the copious amount of stuff in your hands. “Uh, need a hand?” he asked in a Northern English accent, making your ears perk slightly.

“If you’ve got the time,” you smiled, looking up at him.

The man placed the dog on the floor and grabbed the top four boxes and one of the bags, leaving you with two bags and a box to carry.

“Where are you headed?”

“Just to Chris’ office,” you nodded to the office at the end of the corridor, and the man hummed, walking off with the small dachshund pattering after him.

You gnawed at your bottom lip awkwardly, unsure whether to make conversation with the stranger as you walked together.

“You’re Chris’ new assistant, yeah?” he asked, looking back at you.

You nodded. “Yeah,” you muttered. “What’s your dog’s name?”

“His name’s Basil.”

“Cute,” you smiled, looking down at the dog. “Like Basil Brush.”

The man let out a small laugh and nodded. “Exactly.”

You both reached Chris’ office, and you rushed forward to open the door, holding it for the stranger. You just nodded toward the closest desk. “You can put them there.”

He nodded, placing the boxes down before grabbing the items you were still holding and putting them on the desk as well.

“Thank you…” You trailed off, realizing you hadn’t caught his name when you first interacted.

“Will.”

“Well, thank you, Will.”

“Anytime,” he muttered, glancing down at the notebook on the table. “Y/N?”

You flashed him a coy smile, and Will nodded, whispering to Basil to leave you alone as the dog sniffed around your feet.

You crouched down, letting the dog sniff your hand before stroking him. “It was nice meeting you, Basil,” you said as the dog jumped up onto your knees, making you chuckle. Then you looked up at Will through your eyelashes. “You too, Will.”

“See you later,” he nodded with a lopsided smile before leaving the office, Basil running between his legs.

You watched the door click shut behind him, the sound of Basil’s tiny paws echoing faintly as they disappeared down the hall.

You let out a sigh as you turned to attend to the boxes, chewing back a smile. Chris’ voice drifted lazily from behind his computer monitor, making you jump slightly. You placed your hand over your heart. “So… you’ve met Will, then?”

“Jesus, when did you get here?” you huffed, looking over at him. “But yeah, I have.”

“Like an hour ago.” Chris spun in his chair to face you, grinning. “He offered to help you with those boxes?”

“Yeah,” you quirked an eyebrow, quizzically. “Why do you care?”

“No reason,” he shrugged, turning back to his computer screen.

[wcters]

YOUR RELATIONSHIP

pairing: will lenney (willne) x fem!reader

summary: an overview of what your relationship with will would look like

request: hey love! obsessed with your writing!! could you do a dating willne headcannons like you did for arthur hill and tv xx

warnings/contents: swearing, sexual innuendos

author’s note: you are so nice 😚 you know i can, and here it is !!!! i do not watch will as much as the other so it may not be as realistic as the others so i apologize 🤍

- you first meet each other at a party im 2022

- you had been a friend of bambino becky’s for YEARS and she invited you to go with her

- usually you declined but this time you said why not 🤷‍♀️ and went

- #girlintuition you know?

- that was the night you ended up meeting will

- kind of cliche actually, the party was held in a bar rented out by one of the sidemen

- you had gone up to get a drink and while there, will literally bumped into you

- had a little chat while you each were waiting for your drinks, you thought he was cute and completely forgot to get his number

- you went back to becky and told her about the guy you met and she didn’t tell you she knew who he was, but did have a mischievous grin on her face

- you didn’t talk again that night but kept staring at each other from across the bar

- becky being the genius she is texted will your number the next day, telling him to text you

- he did, you responded, and ended up planning a date

- it really just went from there until you started dating

- your relationship is FILLED with banter

- people love the way you act together

- “so i was going on the thing-”

- “not with your fatass”

- “i KNOW you aren’t talking about me will”

- “. . . sorry”

- you are definitely the man in the relationship when it matters 🙄

- you have him wrapped around your finger

- even though he jokes, he doesn’t ever treat you bad ❤️

- dancing in the kitchen and sleepovers ALL the time ‼️

- and i don’t mean because your dating, i mean your inner teenage girls come out

- “she did not!”

- “i know right? what a bitch 🙄”

- if you aren’t living together he’ll walk you home or to your car

- says it’s because he wants to keep you safe (which he does) but its also because he doesn’t want to leave you

- constantly arguing (jokingly . . .) with james about who’s boyfriend he actually is

- “mate, i’ve know him longer!”

- “yeah, and i’m the one that shags him!”

- “that you know of”

- “james marriott, i swear to god ━━”

- practically a third wheel in your own relationship 😔😔

- it’s okay, you’ll steal something from james (otto)

- CONSTANTLY stealing will’s clothes

- he can’t find something? you are either wearing it or it’s in your laundry bin

- “babe? have you seen my black adidas hoodie?”

- “no . . .”

- “is that it on you right now?”

- “maybe?”

- matching outfits !!!!!

- and you know they eat every time 😌

- featuring in quadrant merch shoots by yourself and together

- matching quadrant fits to support your boy and his company

- if you are going to a formal event you match his tie to your dress if you can

- getting compliments from all the girls because you all lift each other up

- hanging out with the other girls and chattin’ shit about your men

- you are friends will a lot of the uk girlfriends

- sometimes act as a wingwoman for some of the boys

- being the confident bitch you are 💅

- them asking for clothing and relationship advice if they aren’t confident in something

- you are a sister or mother figure to them when they can’t ask their own

- “y/n does this look good?”

- “yes chris, she will love it”

- “y/n do you know how long to cook pasta for?”

- “arthur you are 25 years old why do you not know how to cook pasta?”

- “i’m a singer, not a chef”

- “i’m hanging up”

- loving everything about will (including his friends but don’t tell them that, they get too cocky 🙄)

- being in love with his mullet specifically

- but i mean, who isn’t honestly?

- you just have the urge to go feral and jump him 🤤

- ESPECIALLY when it’s after he’s just woken up in the morning

- someone better hold you back ‼️

- you have your favourited videos on tiktok public and it’s just him . . . all of its him

- you’ve also been caught in the comments and likes

- you never miss an edit of your man, you always lurking 👀

- he’s always thinking of you too

- although there isn’t as many edits of you as there is of him, he still makes sure to like and save them

- sometimes sends them to you

- in the videos he does with james where they review products, he’ll bring something home to you that he think you’ll like 

- definitely brought home the condoms from that own video 😉

- and they were used

- you spend a lot of time of bed in your relationship

- not inherently sexual, you are both big cuddlers (as much as will hates to admit it)

- when you are away for awhile from each other when the other gets back you’ll have a day dedicated to just chilling in bed and catching up

- sunlight streaming in, television playing low in the background, both of you cuddled up

- will likes to be big spoon most of the time and you like little spoon but if he’s stressed out you’ll be big spoon

- helps him ground himself and you like taking care of him ❤️

- you take care of him when he’s sick 🤧

- you know how men act like their dying when they have a tiny cold? that’s will

- doesn’t even have a fever, just a runny nose and a cough and he swears he sees the gates of hell

- you are so used to it at this point you ignore it/block it out

- not in a rude way but you block it out, just nod and agree

- “y/n i think i’m dying. like seriously”

- “you aren’t will, it’s just a cold”

- “i think i have tuberculosis or whatever that shit’s called”

- “okay will” 🙄

- he’s a big baby and a giant teddy bear

- wants you with him when you can

- obviously every relationship there needs space and you have that but when you get home? he’s got you in a bear hug

- “missed you”

- “i went to the grocery store” 🤨

- you are with him for all his big accomplishments

- running with him when he’s practicing for his video running 1 meter every day, but every day it doubles ❤️

- also being out there with him every day he’s running to make sure he’s okay and give moral support

- you give him a kiss and a cuddle at the end of every day

- honestly being part of his moral support for that video and all the time

- you knew he was upset when james moved away

- as much as you hated to admit it, they were soulmates in another universe and platonic ones in this one

- you get a cat so will doesn’t fill as alone and closer to james

- . . . you also just REALLY wanted a pet

- probably has some weird name like kevin but it’s a girl (shoutout to whoever understands that reference, ily 🤟🏻)

- will is one of those people (and dads) that pretends he hates the cat but treats him like gold

- gets a little too fat from all the treats he gives her

- eventually bringing kevin to meet otto and they become besties 👯‍♀️

- you take care of otto sometimes when james is on tour

- speaking of which, you go with will to james’ shows

- know all the words, loudest voice in the room 💅

- you look iconic, jumping around and singing with a beer in your hand that you don’t spill ONCE

- you also go with will to f1 races sometimes

- the first time you went was a dream come true because you’d been a fan of f1 since you were a little girl but never actually got the chance to see a race 🏎️

- will made it the best experience ever for you, going all out for the passes and hotel room

- if you weren’t in love with him before (which you were), you DEFINITELY loved him then

- he remembered all the little details in the stories you told him

- he does that a lot of the time

- “got the crisps you like”

- “how did you know i liked them?”

- “you mentioned them a couple weeks ago”

- “in passing? you noticed?”

- “‘course i did” can’t believe you didn’t think he would

- you just didn’t remember until that moment

- just so nonchalant about doing things to show he appreciates you

- you also are like that, but will’s better at noticing things

- you’ll refill his body wash without him mentioning it or getting things he told you he would like to try

- just the definition of love you two are ❤️

- never settle for less than a relationship like will and y/n ‼️

[finchyclarkemd]

Unspoken Words

~Fluff~

Will never told you how he felt. He never let the words escape, though they hovered on the edge of his tongue like fireflies in the dark, flickering, waiting.  

He was always there, wasn’t he? The friend who listened when your world cracked open, who knew how you took your coffee, who laughed at your jokes even when they weren’t funny. He memorised the way your nose scrunched when you were deep in thought, the way your voice softened when you spoke about the things you loved. And every time you turned to him, smiling, oblivious, his heart tightened in his chest.  

But he couldn’t say it.  

What if you didn’t feel the same? What if he lost you? So, instead, he loved you in silence. He loved you in stolen glances when you weren’t looking, in the warmth of his jacket draped over your shoulders when you were cold. In the texts that started with ‘Just checking in’ but really meant ‘I miss you.’

One evening, as you sat beside him, laughing at something trivial, his eyes lingered on you for just a second too long. You caught him.  

“What?” you asked, amusement in your voice.  

His heart pounded. Say it, Will. Say it.

But he only smiled, shaking his head. “Nothing,” he lied. “Just… I’m glad you’re here.”  

Maybe one day, he’d be brave enough to tell you the truth.  

But not today.  

The moment passed, like all the others. You didn’t press him for more, just smiled and nudged his shoulder playfully before turning back to your drink. Will exhaled slowly, forcing his heart to settle.  

He knew he couldn’t keep this up forever. Every day, the words grew heavier in his chest, pressing against his ribs like something alive, something restless.  

And then, one night, everything almost changed.  

You were sitting on the grass, staring up at the sky, your breath curling in the crisp air. “I love nights like this,” you murmured. “It makes everything feel… simple.”  

Will swallowed hard. Simple. If only it were.  

He watched you, the soft glow of the streetlights catching in your hair. It would be so easy. Just three words. He could say them now, let them fall into the quiet between you. Maybe you’d smile, maybe you’d reach for his hand. Or maybe—maybe you’d look at him with that gentle kindness that would shatter him, that silent apology that meant ‘I don’t feel the same.’

He couldn’t risk it.  

So instead, he leaned back on his hands and said, “Yeah. Simple.”  

But then you turned to him, eyes searching his. “Will?”  

His breath caught. “Yeah?”  

You hesitated, just for a moment. Then you shook your head with a small smile. “Nothing,” you said, echoing his own words from before.  

And he wondered—just for a moment—if maybe you had something unspoken in your heart too.  

The silence stretched between you, heavy with things neither of you dared to say. Will’s fingers curled into the grass, grounding himself. He wanted to ask, ‘What were you going to say?’ but he didn’t. He was too afraid of the answer—afraid that it would either be everything he wanted to hear or nothing at all.  

So, he let it go.  

The days passed, then weeks. And still, Will kept his secret locked away. He told himself it was enough just to be near you, to exist in your orbit, even if you never knew how he felt.  

But then came the night that changed everything.  

You were pacing in his apartment, your phone clutched tightly in your hand, frustration written all over your face. “I don’t get it,” you said. “Why is love so complicated?”  

Will froze. His grip tightened around the mug in his hands. “What happened?”  

You sighed, collapsing onto his couch. “I went on a date.”  

His stomach twisted. He forced himself to breathe. “Oh?”  

“It was fine,” you said, but there was no excitement in your voice. “He was nice, I guess. But the whole time, I kept thinking… I don’t know. That it didn’t feel right.”  

Will’s heart was pounding so hard he swore you could hear it. He wanted to ask—‘Did you wish you were with someone else?’ But he was terrified of the answer.  

You looked at him then, your gaze softer now. “Have you ever been in love, Will?”  

His mouth went dry. He wanted to laugh, wanted to say, ‘Yes, every damn day, and it’s killing me.’ But instead, he swallowed hard and said, “Yeah.”  

Your head tilted. “Really? With who?”  

For a second, everything inside him screamed to tell the truth. ‘With you. It’s always been you.’

But then you smiled, teasing. “Wait, do I know them?”  

And just like that, the moment slipped through his fingers. He chuckled, shaking his head. “Nah,” he lied. “Just someone from a long time ago.”  

You sighed, leaning back against the cushions. “Lucky them.”  

Will looked at you then, at the way you chewed on your bottom lip, lost in thought. And for the first time, he let himself wonder—really wonder—if maybe, just maybe, you weren’t as oblivious as he thought.

Will told himself he’d never say it. That he’d take this secret to his grave if he had to. But as he sat there, watching you sigh and stare at the ceiling, something inside him snapped.  

Maybe it was the way you looked at him tonight, like you were searching for something. Maybe it was the exhaustion of holding back for so long. Or maybe it was just the simple, undeniable truth—he couldn’t keep pretending.  

His fingers twitched against his knee. His throat felt tight.  

“Actually,” he said, his voice quieter than he intended. “You do know them.”  

You frowned, turning to look at him. “What?”  

His chest ached. His pulse roared in his ears. But there was no stopping now. If he didn’t say it tonight, he never would.  

“I lied,” he admitted, forcing himself to meet your gaze. “It’s not someone from a long time ago. It’s not some stranger you don’t know.” He swallowed hard, his heart racing. “It’s you.”  

Silence.  

Your lips parted slightly, but no words came. The air between you was thick, electric. Will’s hands curled into fists, bracing himself for whatever was coming next—for rejection, for awkwardness, for the possibility that he had just ruined everything.  

But then—  

“You idiot,” you whispered.  

His stomach dropped. He opened his mouth to say ‘Forget I said anything’, to backtrack, to turn this into some joke, but then—  

You smiled.  

And before he could process it, you were reaching for him, your fingers tangling with his. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that,” you murmured. “For so long.”  

Will could barely breathe. “You have?”  

You laughed softly, shaking your head. “Of course I have.”  

And then, before he could think, before he could talk himself out of it—you kissed him.  

And suddenly, every unspoken word, every stolen glance, every moment of hesitation melted away. Because you knew now. You had always known. And he didn’t have to be afraid anymore.

Will felt like the world had stopped spinning. Your lips were warm, soft, everything he’d dreamed about but never dared to imagine. For a moment, he didn’t move, too stunned to believe this was real. But then you tilted your head, deepening the kiss just slightly, and he swore he felt his heart crack open.  

His hands found your waist, hesitant at first, like he was afraid you’d disappear if he touched you. But you didn’t pull away. Instead, you smiled against his lips, and that was all he needed. He pulled you closer, breathing you in, his fingers curling into the fabric of your sweater like he was trying to memorise the feeling of you.  

When you finally broke apart, your foreheads rested together, breath mingling in the space between you. Will’s eyes searched yours, still trying to process what had just happened.  

“So,” you murmured, your fingers tracing lazy patterns on the back of his hand. “That was long overdue.”  

He let out a shaky laugh. “Yeah,” he admitted. “Guess I took my time, huh?”  

“You really did.” You poked his chest lightly, grinning. “I was starting to think I’d have to confess first.”  

Will exhaled a laugh, shaking his head. “God, I’m an idiot.”  

“Yeah,” you agreed, teasing, but your voice was so full of affection it made his chest ache.  

His thumb brushed against your cheek, reverent, as if he still couldn’t quite believe you were here, choosing him. “So… what now?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.  

You tilted your head, considering. “Now, I think you should kiss me again.”  

Will didn’t need to be told twice.  

He leaned in, capturing your lips with a quiet, content sigh. This time, there was no hesitation, no fear. Just you, just him, just the feeling of finally getting it right. 

And as the night stretched on, with you curled against his chest, your fingers intertwined like they were always meant to be, Will realised something:  

Loving you in silence had been easy. But loving you out loud—that was the best thing he’d ever done.

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Will fic as requested! I will try and get round to making all the requests, but feel free to fire some more my way (it keeps me entertained)

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[buzzyb33]

Podcasts

Prompt: a collection of clips from a podcast with Y/n and James- literally just them being a cute couple

Warnings: swearing, established relationship, both Y/n and James are content creators, short,

(I have so many requests and stuff but this just came to mind after seeing Ethan and faiths new podcast so.. I’ll get to them soon I swear)

One occurrence was the newest podcast, the two have videos every Thursday and read stupid Twitter threads and Reddit posts.

“So, James.” I say as I adjust my position.

“Yeah? Go on.” He smiles and I clear my throat, exaggerated.

“Would you rather kiss me for 100,000 grand or kiss the prettiest girl in the world for a million?” I cross my legs as I put my phone down from reading.

“Well- what? I kiss you everyday. So I- can just do it.. but for money? So obviously you.” He says, adjusting his glasses.

“That’s the wrong fucking answer, James.” I shake my head.

“What? Why? We don’t need a million- I suppose it’d be nice.” He speaks and watches me carefully as my jaw ticks.

“No! I’m the prettiest girl in the world! You’re meant to say: ‘oh y/n, I could kiss you and get the million,’ because I’m meant to be the prettiest girl in the world!”

I scoff and slam my hand as he starts laughing.

“Yeah-! That’s- what I meant! Oh fuck off that was a trick question. Yeah, I’d kiss you and get the million.” He pleads his case with amusement.

“Who’s the prettiest girl in the world?” I ask.

“You!”

I shake my head. “Not what you said before..”

Another time was a bit random, but it sits a nice place in Y/ns heart.

“You know, Y/n is getting her room re done. She claims she isn’t a loser but the amount of five nights at Freddy’s and Pokémon stuff is organised on her shelf I thought I was going to have a seizure from all the colours.” James says, flexing his fingers.

I roll my eyes, opening my mouth to speak but the frowning.

“I’m sorry- you’re a content creator and don’t know the five nights at Freddy’s lore? And I bet you could name like two fucking Pokémon.” I scoff, sipping my coffee.

He looks at me and laughs.

“You get so defensive! And I can name many Pokémon, you’re just borderline obsessed.”

He states and I scoff again.

“Sorry, James, how many fucking guitars do you own?” I retort and he rolls his eyes.

“I get payed for that, very different.” He replies and I scoff.

“Guys James is just mad he acts tureen years older than he is.” I snicker and he smiles.

“Okay, haha.”

Though, James’ favourite clip of the two is when they had Willne as a guest, him sat on the middle.

“So, how long do these normally go on for?” He asks as he shifts in his seat.

“About an hour.. maybe longer so..” James pulls his phone out, checking the time.

“Around an hour or something left.” He says and I nod, finding some threads to read out.

“What’s your home screen?” Will asks as James checks the time.

His face turns a little pink, only visible by the tips of his ears and nose.

“It’s me and Y/n in Australia.” He shows will and he can’t help but smile.

The photo consists of Y/n eating a cone of ice cream, one hand in James’ as they walk ahead of whoever took the photo, the sun is just setting and she has his rainbow scarf draped over her shoulders.

At that, i look up.

“What? The one Jago took?” I ask as I peer over and James nods.

“Awe..” I smile and he looks away.

“What’s yours then lass?” Will asks and i smile as I lock my phone to show him and the camera.

The photo is of my lips smooshed against James’ cheek and his hand in my forehead, attempting to push it away, I was sleep deprived when I did that and Jono found it hilarious at James’ trying-not-to-smile expression and snapped the photo.

Will fake gags and then chuckles.

The finally, the end of 2023 podcast was a fan favourite.

“What was your Spotify wrapped?” He asks, pulling his own phone out.

“I thought I’d ask on the podcast.” He adds with a smile.

I smile at his Tory accent and check.

“I haven’t looked yet..” I say as I tap through it.

“Hm. My number one song was heartbeat by childish Gambino, number two static by Steve lacy, number three was so long by you, number four was crying lighting and five was 505 by arctic monkeys.” I say with a soft smile.

“You have me?” He asks with a skeptical tone.

I scoff and shove my phone near him as he smirks.

“Alright alright.. artists?” He asks and I see.

“Arctic monkeys, you, Kanye west, childish gambino and TV girl.” I smile as I hand him my phone.

“I don’t think me and Kanye should ever be next to each other. In any list.” He says with a stupidly serious time and I let out a giggle.

“Shut up. What was your favourite edit of the year?” I ask and he shrugs.

“Edit? I don’t know..” he clearly thinks.

“Mine is the josh Hutcherson one.” I smile jd he rolls his eyes.

“Could at least lie and say it’s one of me.” He scoffs and I laugh.

“I did like the one where it was taking what’s not yours and it was a ship edit of us. That was sweet.” I smile and he nods.

“I saw that.. stop being al soft. Now I look like a prick.” I smile teasingly and he scoffs again.

A/n

Guys I’m so burnt out I know I have loads of requests but don’t let that stop you from keeping the coming cus I will be writing my favs first.

Also maybe I just wanted to yap about my interests and put them into the reader. Oh well.

Requests are open!

Masterlist!

[sillylittlegirlthoughts]

Will via Danny Aarons’ instagram story.

[ruu222]

i have never felt so strongly about a man in my life

[slvtforfiction]

5 year anniversary

☆ WillNE x reader

☆ Based on this video

☆ Fluff,suggestive

☆ Hey guys! Before anything else I would ask you to request anything you want because I've lost a lot of motivation and it would really help! :D (Please look at pinned post to see if requests are open.)

☆ Thank you to everyone requesting!! I’m gonna do them tmrw so get requests in now!!!

☆ Divider Creds - @cafekitsune

Masterlist || Pinned Post

Today was your five year anniversary with Will,you had been told to arrive at a field at 5 o’clock and not much else beside from that.

Before you left the house you had a shower,making sure to look presentable as you put on the expensive perfume you had saved for good times and had packed your bags with optimism.

Arriving at the field as you waited for Will to come grab you was exciting,standing at the gate as your boyfriend came into view.

“Will!” I squealed as I stayed in my place,wanting to run into his arms. “Hey beautiful.” He smiled,a camera crew surrounding us as his hand wrapped around my waist,one hand over my eyes as he led me up the hill blindly.

“I’m so scared.” He mumbled,I thought half jokingly. “No im so excited.” I smiled as his hand gripped at my waist,squeezing me lightly.

As se arrived to the top of the hill he moved the hand from around my eyes moving it to my waist, “Open your eyes.” He said a clear smile in his words.

I opened my eyes to see a dingy wooden…shed? Turning around to look to Will,seeing his expectant face as I started laughing,walking over to hug him.

“I’m so sorry.” He said through chuckles,holding onto me like a life line “No no it’s okay it’s okay.” I giggled as I held onto him as we rocked down the hill.

“You wanna go in?” I giggled pulling away and he nodded,holding his hand in mine as we walked towards the almost-collapsed…shed? I still wasn’t sure what it was supposed to be.

As we entered my eyes landed on the glass panel overlooking the view and two chairs with a kfc banquet box sat on each.

I giggled as I turned to him,my head falling into his shoulder as I hugged him,laughing as I kissed his neck gently. “I love it.” I said as my giggles died down,kissing his neck gently as I stood in his arms.

“I’m so sorry I know it’s shite.” Will chuckled as he pulled away from the hug,leading you to your chair as you picked up your kfc,placing it on your lap.

“Will it’s okay,this is class.” I giggled as I watched him sit down,looking out over the view as a comfortable silence fell on us as we opened our food.

“You wanna book a hotel for the night?” I giggled,looking over at him as I began to eat, “Yeah Gowan then.” He chuckled,the sound of us laughing echoing through the room.

“I mean at least there’s a bed there.” I said through giggles,sending anything spout of laughter between the two of us,the cameras going unnoticed.

“I actually got us something for our anniversary by the way,” I smiled as I looked over at him, “You know you’ve been saying you want us to go to a rave together?” I asked and Will jumped out of his seat.

“We’re going raving?!” He yelled and I giggled “Yeah.” I smiled nodding my head. He ran over and hugged me whilst I confused sitting down,his arms over my shoulders as he pecked kisses around my face.

“God,I don’t deserve you.” He mumbled as he kissed your neck, “Love you.” I smiled and he kissed my neck gently “Love you too.” He whispered.

[souredgrape]

The Wrong Guest

Warnings: bullying, weight, insecurities, alcoholism, tiny injury, crying

WC: 3.5k

Synopsis: Will invites a rising YouTuber to be a guest on his channel. What a mistake that was.

James walked into the office, greeting Mikey happily, noticing instantly that he looked off.

“What’s up with you? Did Will do something?” He joked, earning a scoff from the red-head.

“Not this time, it’s the guest we have today. He’s gonna be thirty minutes late apparently.” Mikey sighed, typing away on his phone. James frowned. Will had told him about this new, upcoming YouTuber who had reached out for a few collabs. Being the kind person he is, Will agreed and had invited him to the office for the day. Apparently they were filming two videos. A scam product review and a taste test of local take aways with low ratings. Nothing out of the ordinary. Wishing Mikey luck, James went through to the main room, finding Will by their desk.

“Hey.” He called out, getting the elders attention. Will looked up from what he was doing, doing a slight double take. It was no secret that, over the past year, James had gotten really attractive. Not that Will never found the man to be good looking, because he always was. But now it was just harder to pretend. Especially today. James was wearing ripped blue jeans, extenuating his thighs, his Doc Martens and a casual band t-shirt. On anyone else the outfit may have been boring, but Will thought James looked great.

“Hi, I’ve not ordered coffee yet, waiting for Zackz to reply to me.” Will huffed, making James smile as he sat himself in his chair.

“Zackz? That’s his name?”

“Yeah, he’s just starting to blow up, and he does a similar style of content to us.” Will explained, quickly sitting by his friend. There were three chairs behind the desk instead of two. “I’m starting to regret it already, he’s ignoring mine and Mikeys texts. Why do I do I do these things Jim?” James let out a small laugh, placing his hand on Wills knee comfortingly.

“Because you’re too nice Will. But it’s only a couple hours don’t worry, and I’m here so it won’t be that bad.” The grin James gave him made Will instantly feel fine. Plus, his hand on his leg caused more than just butterflies. Getting up uber eats on his phone, Will moved closer to James and simpered.

“That’s very true. Let’s just order our coffee, he can sod himself.” James nod in agreement, resting his head on Wills shoulder and watching him place the order. Once that was done, the shorter placed his phone on the desk and turned his head to look at James. They were so close, their eyes meeting.

“Your hair looks good today…” Will muttered, brushing back some of the dark curls softly. “The mullet suits you.”

“Why are you being nice to me?” James smiled shyly, trying not to think too much into how he was acting. Even though his heart was hammering in his chest from the close proximity.

“I’m always nice to you.” Will smirked, letting his hand fall onto the one James had on his thigh.

“Well what’s up boys?” A grating voice made them jump apart. When they looked up they were met with a man neither had met. Zackz. He was average height and build, with a bit of a pot belly. Short, blonde, oily hair sat on top of his head, spiked up slightly. He had a flannel shirt on and black skinny jeans. Will stood up, greeting the man politely and pointing for him to sit in the middle seat.

“So you’re James? The music guy right?”

“Uh yeah, that’s me.” James laughed a little. Will gathered everyone, helping Aby get the reject products at the ready. Zackz looked James up and down, amusement in his grey eyes.

“You’re a bit of an emo aren’t you?”

“Well, I wouldn’t say that?” James was confused, sure he was edgy. But emo? Not really.

“Actually yeah, emos are usually skinny.” Zackz shrugged, sitting straight and leaving James slightly shocked. He had said it so confidently, yet no one else had heard apparently. Maybe it was his attempt at humour? So James shrugged it off, happy that Will had now sat in his usual seat.

“All good?” He asked with a smile and James nod enthusiastically.

“Can’t wait to see what shitty products we’ve got today.” He rubbed his hands together, making Will chuckle.

“Calm down big man. It’s literal trash.” Zackz rolled his eyes. James smile faltered, but he didn’t complain, even though Will didn’t seem too impressed by the statement.

They were a bit into the video, and Will had decided he did not like Zackz one bit. Not only was his humour bland, his wit slow and laugh painful to hear, but his comments about James were really odd. So far he had called him boring, a tart, an idiot, a sap. The list went on.

“Right guys so next we have James’s favourite drink ever! Prime!” Will cheered, earning a whine from the tall man.

“No man not fucking prime again.”

“What’s the matter? Not strong enough for you?” Zackz sniggered, pulling a bottle closer to him. Will frowned again, they did make jokes about it at times but this seemed more targeted. “Whats up with it anyway?��

“Oh uh, apparently the batch is sour?” Will replied, sending a slight glare to the man beside him. Zackz hummed.

“So maybe it will remind you of old times, ‘ey James?” James didn’t reply, just opened the energy drink up and took a sniff.

“God that’s ghastly.” He almost gagged, turning and watching as Will took a sip. The Geordie pulled a face, shaking his head.

“No brother, take your veto that is foul. how did they mess that up then?”

They took five minutes after finishing up the first video, making sure that they had all the take outs and their reviews.

“Bet you’re looking forward to this one aren’t you?” Zackz gleamed at James.

“Not really no, they’ve all got one star. Probably all mouldy or some shit.” James shifted slightly.

“Well fattys eat anything, so I’m sure you’ll love it.” Zackz smirked, watching the other man’s face drop. Again, no one had heard him. Will came back, taking his seat.

“All good?” He looked between the other men, sensing something was off, but James just smiled and nod whilst sipping his coffee.

Will introduced the video, explaining the set up and the different foods they would be trying. Orla put a few boxes of Mexican take out in front of them along with water.

“Be careful, mr tubby over here might just scran it all.” Zackz cackled, elbowing James in the arm in what was supposed to be a playful manner, but it did hurt. Physically too. Will looked at his crew in shock. James played it off, trying to laugh as they all opened a box.

“Oh it’s whiffy.” He complained, pulling a face.

“Yeah that rice looks stale as anything.” Will agreed, taking a bite and instantly spitting it out. They carried on, reading the awful reviews before moving onto the next restaurant.

“Billy’s Chinese.” Will read out, handing everyone a Tupperware box.

“I am partial to a Chinese.” James grinned, trying to join in with the banter as usual, using an overly posh tone at that.

“Oh we know.” Zackz laughed, opening the spring rolls up. “It’s pretty obvious.” James kept the smile on his face, letting out a sound of a laugh. He did in fact try one of the spring rolls, nodding with a pleasing surprise. “Look at him, a proper pig. Bet he oinks in his sleep don’t you?” Behind the camera, even Mikey looked angry and James saw this, giving him a look to say ‘please don’t cause a fuss’ . Will was beyond unhappy, part of him wanting to just cut the camera, but he knew that would only upset James.

“Uh not bad, I think it was just the customer service that got em a two star review.” He explained, Aby taking away the left overs and replacing them with a very suspicious looking Italian. “This is the oiliest spaghetti I have ever seen.”

“Yeah that is swimming, you can enjoy that one alone.” James decided, pulling the plate of breadsticks and white sauce closer to him. Zackz was gobbling up a piece of soggy pizza, unfazed by it. James picked up one of the breadsticks, dipping it into the sauce and taking a small bite. It was just okay, not very flavourful.

“You’re the most pompous cow I’ve ever seen, taking that tiny scrap. Too shy to stuff your face in front of us?” Zackz rolled his eyes, head lolling in his direction.

“Aha, clearly.” James mumbled, pushing the plate away from himself. Whilst Zackz was laughing, Will reached behind and placed a hand on James shoulder, looking at him with worry. The younger just smiled weakly, not quite reaching his eyes before turning back and giving his review.

“How are these places still in business?”

“Drugs Will.” James said monotonously, making a few people laugh. Zackz grew agitated, taking off his shirt, leaving him in his vest. They were met with an awful smell of b.o.

“The next place is actually a bakery.” Orla spoke, the men all making a noise of surprise. “We’ve got cake, brownies and buns.”

“Yeah you’d like to get a load of these buns, right Will?” James said flirtatiously, the treats being placed up in front of them. Including a block of cake covered in white frosting. Will smiled coyly, laughing to himself. In between them, Zackz spoke under his breath ‘disgusting.’ That struck a nerve within the brunette, tipping him close to his breaking point. Breaking off a piece of the cake, James bit into it and was pleasantly surprised.

“Oh it’s fucking red velvet again, you got this just for me right?” James smiled, looking over at Will, who smiled back at him with a warm glint in his eye. That cheesy grin from the shorter man always made him feel better, the way he looked at him with such care warmed his heart.

“Of course they did. Got to keep the fatty happy right? This is why you’re single mate. No one wants that podge.” Zackz mocked, licking the frosting off his plastic spoon. James suddenly felt sick to his stomach, standing up and shaking his head, before rushing out of the room. He bolted for the bathroom, slamming the door behind himself and collapsing by the toilet. The poor man heaved but nothing came up, it was merely a rush of emotion. Breathing heavily, he slumped against the wall, his head dropping onto his knees as he began to sob violently. His hands gripped onto his upper arms, hugging around his knees, his nails digging into his own flesh.

The studio was silent for a moment, the crew in shock at everything they’d been witnessing. Mikey shared a look with Aby and Orla, too stunned to speak. On the other hand, Will was fuming, looking at the door his best friend had just ran through with worry. Zackz whistled, letting out a quiet laugh.

“Can’t even take a joke how pathetic, am I right?” He chuckled again, looking to his right. However he was met with the burning glare of Will.

“Are you mentally unwell? Or are you just so fucked in the head that you enjoy fucking people around and watching them break?” Will spat, the man next to him looking rather surprised. He held his hands up in defence, letting out a scoffed sound of laughter.

“Alright calm down, it’s not that deep.” Zackz was quick to belittle the situation. “He needs to man up and get a sense of humour.”

“That man is the funniest person I know, you’re just desperate for any kind of attention that you’ll happily destroy someones self esteem in the process.” The rage was boiling away inside of Will, the rest of the room was tense and silent. “He is the kindest most gentle soul. He sat through hours of you tormenting him just so we’d have a video, using something against him that you knew would hit a nerve. For what? Fame? If you think that these videos are being uploaded after all this shit you’re braindead.” Everyone listened intently as Will defended James, mostly with a knowing smile on their faces. Zackz let out an exasperated huff, giving the crew a scornful expression.

“Alright, I didn’t know you were gay for him.” He teased smugly. Will snapped, standing up and landing a painful slap on the blondes cheek.

“Get him the fuck out of here.” He didn’t bother giving Zackz another look, he simply didn’t deserve any more attention. But he did hear Mikey getting slightly aggressive with the man, clearly kicking him out. Will walked down the hall, stopping outside of the bathroom. He didn’t wait though, trying the handle and finding it, thankfully, open. Seeing James crumpled up against the wall made his heart ache. Will rushed over, crouching by his side and pulling him into his arms. James hardly flinched, instinctively pressing his face into Wills shoulder. He held the sobbing man closer, rocking them both slowly. Will pressed his lips to James’s temple.

“I thought I was doing welll.” James croaked, whilst Will pulled back, holding him at arms length. Then he noticed the small crescent shaped cuts on the taller man’s upper arms. “I-I’ve lost so much weight.” Realising that James was blaming himself, Will shook his head fiercely.

“You look fucking fantastic James. Don’t let some clout chasing twat bring you down.” He sighed, cupping James’s cheek and thumbing away his tears tenderly. “You’re a good looking man. But you always have been regardless of weight. You’re tall, you’ve got dark features, kind eyes, plump lips..” Will trailed off slightly, getting distracted by said lips. James sniffled, leaning into his hand, gazing at Will sadly.

“I ruined the shoot didn’t I?”

“Of course you didn’t, that idiot did. You were perfect, like always. You sat through all that shit, did he say anything else?” Will asked. James shrugged, swallowing the lump in his throat.

“Just stupid comments, like calling me emo, calling me fat like you heard then he..” James stopped, wondering if he should admit what had upset him. Will tilted his head

“Then he what?”

“When I made that joke..about the buns, he called it disgusting. Like idea of us together, is disgusting.” James stuttered over the last few words, worried about how they’d be received. He avoided eye contact with Will, scared that he’d see right through him.

“That’s because the asshole is also homophobic, he said something stupid like that to me.” Will huffed, stroking James’s cheek still. He looked at the man with a soft smile. “He was projecting his own insecurities onto you.”

“You think?”

“No I know. He’s a fucking ugly, oily, greedy bastard.” Both men laughed at Wills description of Zackz, the atmosphere relaxing slightly. James let out a breath, pressing his cheek against Wills hand. Their eyes met once again, wills thumb tracing just under James lips.

“For the record, you were right…” Will muttered, slowly closing the gap between them, until their noses touched.

“About what?” James managed to get out, a warmth spreading across his face. Instead of speaking, Will pressed their lips together softly. There was no hesitation, James melted against him, his hands moving to grip onto his shirt. Their lips moved together in conjunction, as Will brought James even closer to him. The kiss grew heated fast, with James growing in confidence and raising up to his knees, slowly moving till he had leverage. Holding his waist, Will didn’t break the kiss, he pulled James to straddle his lap. Meanwhile his free hand held his jaw possessively, their tongues pressing against one another. This drew a whine from the taller man, as he settled on Wills lap comfortably. This only enticed Will more, the elder struggling to control his desires.

“James..” Will mumbled against his lips, sadly breaking their first kiss. James gazed down at him and hummed in question, feeling Wills hands trail down his sides till they landed ok his thighs. “We should stop. As much as I like this, and as much as you probably don’t mind rutting against the bathroom floor.” He joked, making James laugh but get up anyway, pulling Will along with him. Before leaving, the taller couldn’t help himself and leant down, leaving a chaste kiss on his lips. “Don’t go back to Brighton tonight, come with me?” Will offered, brushing some hair back from James eyes. In response, James nod coyly, allowing Will to take him back into the studio. He was greeted by the worried crew, all surrounding him and trying to console him. It was really sweet.

“I think you should upload both videos, leave in all the shit he said.” Mikey said as everyone was cleaning up. Will stopped, looking at the red head.

“That’s actually a good idea, putting him on blast. What do you think Jim?” James looked over, tying up a bin bag. He thought for a moment then nod slowly.

“It’ll ruin him right? I think that’s worth embarrassing myself for.”

“You have no reason to be embarrassed. None.” Will was quick to say, shooting the man a pointed look. They stared at each other for a minute, until James began to blush, so he quickly went back to tidying up.

———

Stepping into Wills place, James hung up his leather jacket then made himself comfy on the couch. Letting his head fall onto the arm rest, he sighed and closed his eyes. Will looked at him fondly, before his eyes focused in on the nail shaped cuts on his arms. They didn’t need any medical attention but it upset him. Will crouched next to him, gently tracing the cuts.

“Are we going to talk about it?”

“What? This kiss? I think it’s obvious that I’ve liked you for a while Will.” James scoffed, earning a small chuckle from the other man.

“No not that, about how you’re feeling.” This made James open his eyes, turning his head and looking at Will.

“I don’t know..”

“Well you were upset enough to hurt yourself.” Will pointed out, still holding his arm.

“I didn’t mean to, it was an accident.” James muttered, looking away once more. Not liking his attitude, Will got up and manoeuvred James so he could sit on the couch too.

“You don’t seem surprised though. And if you’re really upset then I want you to talk to me.” It was quiet for a few minutes, Will decided to let James gather his thoughts. James rubbed his face, sitting straight. He thought the best thing would be to pretend it didn’t bother him. But it really did.

“It just took me off guard and, it really did get to me.” James started, putting his head in his hands, his elbows resting on his knees. Will moved closer, placing a kind hand on his thigh. “I believe everything he said Will.” Hearing this, the older instantly scowled. To him, James was the epitome of good looking, everything someone could want in a partner. The longer James thought, the more worked up he grew, tears lining his eyes that were covered by his hands. Unfortunately, he let a quiet sob slip, alerting Will.

“James..”

“And then you kissed me.” James stuttered, “and I don’t understand why?” Wills heart ached as the man cried. “Why the fuck would you want to kiss someone like me? Someone who’s fucking hideous, you could do so much b-“ James was stopped abruptly, when Will lifted his face with a gentle force.

“Shut up.” Before James could respond, Will was kissing him again. It was filled with a million unsaid words, an outpouring of emotion. James moved his lips against Wills with fervour, his hands finding purchase on his waist. Will gently pushed James back, hovering over him without breaking the kiss. He nipped at James’s bottom lip, earning a gasp from the other man. Now straddling his hips, Will hummed into the kiss, enjoying the moment far too much. James gripped Wills thighs, his lungs burning from lack of hair. Sensing this, the Geordie pulled away. “You’re not hideous. And I don’t want ‘better’, to me there is no better. I want you.” Will reassured, pressing his lips to his cheek after. Below him, James smiled shyly, playing with the material of Wills shirt.

“Thank you.”

“You have nout to thank me for.” Will chuckled, straightening out James’s hair half heartedly. “So, you’ve liked me for how long exactly?”

“Oh don’t act surprised, you knew the whole time.” James huffed, blushing slightly.

“Mm nah, not the whole time. Think I figured it out about two months ago…” Will admitted, making the man beneath him suddenly sit up. He held Wills hips, keeping him on his lap.

“Seriously? That’s it?”

“I thought you were just acting like that for the content!” They both laughed, foreheads resting against each others. “Your eyes gave you away.”

“My eyes?” James asked curiously.

“Mhm, they’re full of love.” Will simpered, stroking James cheek lovingly.

“Only for you.” The younger gave him a cheesy grin, earning a light-hearted scoff in response.

“Yeah, that better be the case.”

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whatever happens, i’m letting it | part 3

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will lenney x fem reader

summary: will falls for chris’ new assisstant

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You were walking through the corridor of the office building heading towards Chris’ office space with your head down. You walked past Will’s office on your way letting your eyes dart up for a second secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of the Geordie man, but you only spotted Orla and Aby.

A weird feeling bubbled in your chest as you dropped your head again. You weren’t even sure why you wanted to see Will, you were sure he wouldn’t care whether you were alive or dead so why were you seeking him out at any given moment.

There was sounds of muffled chatter that started to become louder as you got closer to the office, the sound of a familiar Geordie accent filling your ears making your head perk up slightly.

As you approached the Geordie man, who was fiddling with some sort of velcro strap with a football attached to a long rope, you quirked an eyebrow.

The click of you heeled boots made Will glance up at you flashing a smile that made your breath catch in your throat, “Hello.”

You walked closer with a small smile spotting Ieuan with a camera, “Hi,” you greeted them both, “What’s going on?”

“Oh yknow” Will laughed, pointing to Ieuan and then the football, “Just filming a video.”

You hummed leaning against the wall with your arms crossed.

Will’s eyes cascaded over your figure for a moment before remembering that he looked like a complete tit at this moment, and he coughed continuing the video trying to ignore your presence next to him.

Will twisted the strap around his head, “This goes in front like that,” he stated, before kicking the ball a few times, “Now that’s actually good.”

James Marriott entered the hallway to the trio with a cooling mask on his face making you giggle, “Hey guys.”

“Look at this,” Will mused with a pleased smile on his face as he rambled about how cool the gadget was.

James nodded, “Unreal, now let me have a go.”

James moved around Ieuan standing in a ready stance, Will pushed the ball into his direction slightly as James kicked his leg up booting the ball harder than expected jamming it into the corner of the ceiling and taking the strap off Will’s head.

Will instinctively grabbed your hand pulling you away from the wall as the ball bounced towards you making you let out a gasp in surprise before there was a chorus of laughter from you all.

“I think that’s quite good.” Will commented, letting your hand drop from his hold despite every voice in his head screaming not to and he bent down grabbing the football from the ground.

As Will stood up straight James celebrated by bouncing slightly with his hands in the air, “Goal!”

You let out a small chuckle before looking back over at Will, whose eyes were transfixed on you as you gave him a soft smile, “Have fun guys.” You muttered, tightening the grip on your bag moving past the three men making your way to Chris’ office space with your heart pounding against your chest.

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Am I Who You Think About In Bed?

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f reader pushing james against a wall and him being flustered 😩

Prompt: a long day in the recording studio for James upsets his girlfriend who was normally meek and quiet, letting him take control but maybe she was a little more needy than normal.

Warnings: Swearing, sexual, tension, kissing,

I pace around mine and James’ apartment, Otto looking at me with curious eyes. I check the time in my Apple Watch.

6:49.

I sigh. He promised six. He said we can order in at nine when he left. I’ve cleaned the house, fixed his recording room, fed Otto and even cleaned my own schedule and now I was impatient.

Nine.

The words of ‘Oxytocin’ by Billie Eilish playing from the speakers as I wrap my hair around my fingers.

I chew my lip. “The plants.. I’ll water the plants..” I mumble as I fill up the watering can.

7:04.

“N/n! I’m sorry-! I’m home..” a voice calls in a w tone as shuffling is heard.

He walks in, I huff and stand up.

“You took forever.” I whine as my arms snake around his neck and and lean my body against his.

His back falls into the wall and he blinks.

“I’m sorry..” he smiled shyly as his hands cup my face.

I stand up straight and put my hands on his chest, holding him in place.

His cheeks go red.

I get on my tiptoes and kiss his lips in a sweet but needy way.

“You..”

He breaths out as his arms go to my hips, his fingers digging into me slightly.

“You miss.. me?”

I raise an eyebrow. We always kissed. Why was he acting all shy?

His ears are red and I fall back onto my flat feet.

I keep my hands on his chest and hold a little harder, his bottom lip going between his teeth.

Maybe I can have a little fun. He’s been gone for ten hours after all.

“How was recording?”

I ask as my ties get the brunt of my weight again as I pepper kisses along his jaw.

“Ah.. uh.. g-good.. just..” he cheats his throat, his fingers deep in my hips.

“Should.. be done by next month.. at this rate..” I move my lips to his collarbone.

“Ah- yeah.. next month.” He says, his left hand now running up and down my hip.

“What’s got you all flustered?” I say as my hands stay firm on his chest, keeping him trapped against me and the wall.

“Hm-? Oh- just, you..”

Don’t get me wrong. I knew James was a switch. Maybe sometimes I just got a little shy. I liked when he was in control my face always got red and my words got stuck when I tried, he ends up guiding me but this felt.. different. Maybe it was how he was acting how I would. All shy and stuff.

“What am I doing.. I’m just kissin’ you..” I say with a smile as i pull away, blinking up at him innocently.

“Yeah.. just.. that.. what we ordering? Fuck, uh? I don’t mind, darling.. up to you. Wait a minute though..” he says in a soft tone his voice a little more high pitched then normal.

“That Chinese place you like is fine..” I move my left hand to his breastbone Andy left to pull his head down as i interlock our lips. He holds back a noise. Or a breath. I can tell by how his breath stops in both his nose and his mouth for a few seconds and only does he release it when I hold his chest firmly.

Our tongues intertwine and he smiles into my mouth. I pull away and that’s a tiny ‘smack’ sound as I do.

“That okay?” I ask “is what- on, the food? Yeah..” he kisses my forehead. His ears bright pink and his cheeks too. I smile, feeling like I’ve moved up a little bit in both our relationship and my confidence.

I kiss his chin as i guide him to the sofa and sit next to him, he turns the tv on and as I’m ordering our usual he lets out a small noise.

“Love you, n/n.”

I smile.

“I love you too..”

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