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ALWAYS: MICHEAL “MIKEY” BERZATTO X BLACK PLUS SIZE READER

SUMMARY: You hold each other down, that’s how it’s always been and that’s how it always will be.

Flashback

You sucked in a shaky breath, running your hands over your blouse to ensure that there were no wrinkles before opening the door.

The atmosphere of the restaurant instantly overwhelmed you, the cashiers up front yelling out orders, the register going ding every five seconds, the people shuffling in and out, some bumping into you without so much of an excuse me or sorry.

You stood by the door for a moment trying to calm your nerves.

“You gonna stand there all day sweetheart or are you gonna order something?” A voice pulled you from your thoughts.

You didn’t notice the line cleared out, you were the only one left. How long had you been standing there?

“I’m uh, i’m here for an interview.” You looked at the man behind the register.

“Really?” He stared at you in disbelief.

“Yeah.” You nodded rapidly.

“Shit, one second. ” He headed toward the back.

He quickly came back, another man behind him.

“You’re y/n?” His eyes trailed your frame, an unreadable expression.

“Yeah.” You fidgeted under his gaze.

“Follow me.” He started walking toward the back.

He led you into a small dining room, taking a seat at one of the tables gesturing for you to sit across from him.

“Listen you look like a nice woman, way too nice for this place and i just wanna give you a heads before we go any further.” He started.

“I gotta be honest this place is shit, everything’s broken all the fucking time, we’re always running out of something, there’s constant chaos, people yelling, losing their fucking minds, the pay is shit and benefits are non existent so don’t even ask.” He spoke bluntly, studying you.

You took a deep breath, taking in everything he just said.

“It was nice meeting you.” He half smiled standing up.

“Wait… i didn’t say i didn’t want the job.” You looked up at him.

He paused, eyes widening.

“Can you cook?” He sat back down.

“Been cooking my whole life.” You nodded.

“Good, good, that’s great.” He sighed in relief.

“Why here?” He looked into your eyes, searching for something.

“Not a lot of options and i gotta keep food on the table somehow, keep the lights on.” You mumbled biting your lip.

He smiled gently.

“When can you start?”

Present

“We’re out of bread… how the fuck are we out of bread?” You grumbled scribbling away on your notepad.

“Mikey.” You called out to him.

You paused waiting for a response and when you didn’t get one you exited the kitchen, looking around for the dark haired man.

“Mikey?” You spotted him sitting at one of the tables, staring into space.

You walked over to him, eyes shooting down to his hands that were shaking rapidly.

“Mikey?” You spoke gently, placing a hand on his shoulder, squeezing softly.

“Sorry what were you saying?” He looked up at you.

“How about we go outside, get some fresh air, yeah?” You brushed the hair out of his face. It had gotten longer over the years.

He nodded following you out the door.

“You ever think that this is stupid?” He questioned leaning against the brick wall, puffing a cigarette.

“All the fucking time.” You laughed dryly, rubbing your hands together to generate heat.

“Yeah, should’ve got rid of this place a long time ago.” He huffed.

“Hey, that’s not what i meant.” You furrowed your brows.

“This place is fucking awful, it’s a dump, it sucks the life out of you and sometimes i fantasize about leaving the oven on after a shift so it can burn to the ground.” You smiled as he chuckled, happy you could get a laugh out of him.

“But it’s home… you built something special here, helped a lot of people, formed a family. I don’t regret coming to that interview that day, i don’t regret staying either, sticking it out despite all the bullshit.” You continue, watching the busy street.

He turned towards you, eyes tracing the side of your face.

“You know, i never tell you enough how grateful i am to have you.” He spoke up after a moment.

You look at him, face warming at the compliment.

“You’re my fucking rock sweets.” He locked eyes with you.

“And you’re mine.” You smiled.

“When you feel yourself sinking i’m always gonna be there to pull your ass up and i know you’d do the same for me.” You spoke tenderly.

“You don’t have to carry it all alone, i got you and so does the rest of your team.” You grabbed his hand.

He lifted it to his mouth, planting gentle kisses on your knuckles.

He gazed at you affectionately, eyes soft.

“What?” You grinned nervously as he continued to stare.

He pulled you against him, your plush body colliding with his toned one.

He grabbed the sides of your face, pulling you into a sweet kiss.

Your eyes widened slightly but once the initial shock wore off you kissed back, sighing deeply, savoring the way his lips felt against yours, the way his stubble tickled your cheeks.

You both pulled away after a short while, foreheads resting against each other’s, small pants coming out of your mouths.

“Mikey.” You breathed out.

“I fucking love you.” He pecked your lips, closing his eyes.

“I love you too.”

A/N - This is inspired by the napkins episode, Mikey is super duper sweet and very charming ahhhh. 🌻

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