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addycorcoran · 4 months ago

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i'll keep you company at night, and baby, i'm here to make this right ➝ ameline.

TAGGING ➝ Addy Corcoran, Amy Schuester (@amyschuester).

LOCATION ➝ Addy and Amy's bedroom.

TIME FRAME ➝ 9/16, late evening.

WARNINGS ➝ Does fluff count?

SUMMARY ➝ After their fight, Addy pouts and they make up. Short and sweet thread. Very good, very healthy, very not worrisome behavior.

AMY SCHUESTER

Before Amy had gone off to their room, she grabbed her laptop so she could continue working on the emails that she had to go through. She had ventured out at sometime (thankfully, not running into Addy just yet) to pour herself another drink. Now in pajamas, she was curled up in bed and slowly sipping on her drink as she scrolled through the emails. They were never ending and gave her an absolute headache. Amy sighed, not able to pay attention to what was actually in the emails, due to her mind wandering to where Addy possibly could be. Sure, she'd walked away in the middle of an argument, but she still wanted to sleep in the same bed as her. Amy put something from Netflix on, and just laid back and stared at it, not really paying attention. The anger from earlier had completely ebbed away, and had turned into sadness. She had really been looking forward to tonight, and at this point, she'd figured they'd be in bed together completely naked.

ADDY CORCORAN

Addy hadn’t wanted to just let Amy walk away, but she knew when to give up, when fighting further was pointless, so she’d sat in the living room for a while, doing nothing productive and simply worrying about their rapidly worsening relationship. Eventually, not wanting to disturb Amy who she figured needed some space, she’d taken herself off to Emmy’s bathroom, where she’d showered then changed into a pair of Emmy’s pajamas. She’d momentarily considered sleeping in Emmy’s bed, but ultimately decided she didn’t want to not be with Amy, so long hair still wet, she made her way to her and Amy’s bedroom, cautiously and quietly letting herself in in case Amy was asleep. Seeing that she was, in fact, awake, Addy quietly closed the door, then offered Amy a small smile as she approached the bed. “Hey,” she greeted softly, cautiously. “I thought you’d be asleep.” Opting for Amy’s side of the bed rather than her own, she perched on the edge of the mattress right beside her. “I’m sorry for being an asshole. Can I still sleep in here with you?”

AMY SCHUESTER

Amy’s eyes flickered up towards the door when Addy finally strolled in, albeit quietly. Her girlfriend’s soft smile tugged at her heartstrings, and the anger she had felt earlier nearly disippated. As Addy set on the bed next to her, Amy shut her laptop and moved it to her bedside table. “Hi,” Amy murmured as she reached out to cup Addy’s face in her palm. Even in the low light of her bedside lamp, she was heartbreakingly gorgeous. “Of course you can. You’d have to do something really awful for me to say no to you sleeping in the same bed as me.” Amy dropped her hand, and then motioned for Addy to come closer.

ADDY CORCORAN

This probably wasn't a healthy way of working through things, but as Amy's hand touched her cheek and Addy tilted her face into the warmth of her palm, she hoped this could be it, that they could be okay again and sweep the rest of the evening under the rug the way they often did. "I mean, it was pretty awful," she mumbled, scooting closer with Amy's direction. "I really am sorry, Amy. Even more so because you don't feel like you're a priority. You are. You're my biggest priority."

AMY SCHUESTER

Amy sighed and nodded. She genuinely didn't feel like Addy's number one priority. A part of her wanted to tell her that perhaps she wasn't, but Addy was coming to her and apologizing. "I really missed you tonight," she told Addy, reaching out and grabbing her girlfriend's hand, intertwining their fingers. "And I felt stupid and embarrassed. Which one of my least favorite things to feel, as you know. But..." She sighed again, and then chewed on her lip. With Addy, she'd admit she was wrong. Only with Addy. "I should've texted you or called you to see what was going on. It's a two way street, and I just sat here. I should have communicated with you."

ADDY CORCORAN

“I missed you too,” Addy responded with a slight pout, her fingers easily lacing through Amy’s. Sure, things were kind of shitty between them lately, but there was no denying that, like their intertwined fingers, they just fit. The thought had crossed her mind, while stewing alone in the living room, that Amy hadn’t called or texted, and that something could’ve been wrong and Amy hadn’t even cared to find out, but she pushed it down with the realization that it was selfish, that it was her who had messed up today, so she quickly shook her head. “No. You did nothing wrong, okay? It was on me.” Keeping her hand in Amy’s, Addy eyed her for a moment, before shifting her body until she was sitting on top of Amy, straddling her lower stomach. With her free hand, she reached out to cup Amy’s cheek the way Amy had with hers only moments before, then leaned in until she could press a soft kiss to her lips. “Let’s just be okay again, okay?” She murmured against her mouth. “I miss you.”

AMY SCHUESTER

Amy sighed happily against Addy's mouth, all the thoughts from earlier a distant thought. "I miss you.." She whispered, wrapping one arm around Addy's neck and settling her free hand on her hip. She could get lost in Addy - the feel of her, the taste of her, just... her. Amy kissed her then, letting it linger for a moment before she started to move her lips against Addy's. Even after all of this time, her kisses left her light headed. She pulled away, pressing her forehead against Addy's. "I love you, Addy." The words were soft and a way of saying I forgive you without actually saying the words.

ADDY CORCORAN

Again, it really wasn’t healthy, but in moments like this, all of the bad in their relationship just melted away, and Addy found herself all consumed by Amy, by her lips and her hands, the feeling of her skin beneath her fingertips, which Addy stroked soothingly where they rested against Amy’s cheek. She moved with Amy, losing herself in their kiss, so much that once they parted she felt a little breathless. Forehead pressing back against Amy’s, Addy’s eyes closed as she allowed the moment to sweep around them, and a small, contented smile painted itself across her lips at the weight those three little words held. “I love you too, Amy. More than you know.”

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addycorcoran · 3 months ago

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marry me, juliet, you'll never have to be alone, i love you, and that's all i really know ➝ ameline.

TAGGING ➝ Addy Corcoran, Amy Schuester (@amyschue).

LOCATION ➝ Locked down at The Spare Room.

TIME FRAME ➝ 10/15, afternoon.

WARNINGS ➝ None.

SUMMARY ➝ Finding each other at their new lockdown location after being separated, Addy and Amy have an emotional reunion resulting in a change to their relationship status.

ADDY CORCORAN

Like a captain going down with their ship, Addy did not want to leave her studio. She could say it was because she felt safer being somewhere familiar, which she did, but realistically it was because, again like the ship's captain, she had a purpose there; she was in charge, and being in charge, taking care of everyone, helped distract her from what was happening, from all of the people she was worried about. So, she fought the emergency personnel all the way there, and was thoroughly worked up by the time they arrived at The Spare Room. The only thing that could've made it worth the move would've been seeing Amy or one of her siblings there, but no such luck, so Addy continued to feel angry, frustrated and upset about all of the wrong things. Phone in hand, despite how pointless it was, she stared at the empty service bars, and cursed under her breath as she stomped over to the restrooms like a petulant child. She just needed to be on her own for a moment, to splash some cold water on her face and maybe cry. Honestly, she didn't know exactly what she needed, but still, she pushed open the door, eyes glued to her phone, and only looked up at the sound of someone using the hand dryer. "Amy..." She said, like she didn't quite believe what she was seeing at first. Her heart jumped up into her throat then, tears immediately springing to her eyes. "Oh, my God." Overcome with emotion, she practically ran across the room, her arms immediately flinging around her girlfriend and her eyes beginning to stream. "You're okay," she whispered as she gripped tightly onto the fabric of Amy's shirt, a relieved statement more than a question. Their fight didn't matter anymore; all that mattered was that Amy was here, she was okay, and Addy had no intention of ever letting go.

AMY SCHUESTER

Amy was miserable. Not only had she been on lockdown, but the people that she was surrounded by only cared about talking about their families and whatever drama was going on between them. It all felt juvenile. Their constant chattering was giving her a headache - along with the fact that the coffee that was provided was awful, and she refused to drink. On top of all of that, she couldn't stop thinking about how she'd last spoke to Addy. The love of her life. Not knowing if she was alive at first was terrifying. Even now. When had she sent that last text? Had anything changed? Amy found herself sitting in the bathroom, wasting time by being away from everyone else. It was disgusting, but it was better than their incessant chatter. In the middle of drying her hands, she looked up and saw Addy. Amy's heart dropped and she practically went running to her. "Baby," Amy whispered, tears pooling in her eyes. Her eyes burned and she blinked away the tears, holding Addy as close as possible. "I'm okay," she nodded. "You're okay." She pulled back, tears still flowing. Everything hit her at once. She could've lost her. "Addy, I'm sorry. I love you so fucking much. I'm an idiot, okay?"

ADDY CORCORAN

She wasn’t sure why she hadn’t expected their reunion to be so emotional, she just…hadn’t. If anything, she thought she’d be too happy to cry, and she was, she was elated to be right here, holding her girlfriend and knowing she was safe, but she was overwhelmed by everything: their fight, the earthquake, not knowing if Amy was okay. It all spilled out in waves of tears, and they rolled down her cheeks as Addy pulled back only far enough to meet Amy’s eyes. Her hands remained gripped to her shirt, not ready to let go, though they eventually found their way to Amy’s face, one palm cupping her cheek while her other hand brushed her hair out of her face. “We’re both idiots.” She said with a soft laugh, her voice croaky. She tilted forward to press a kiss to Amy’s lips. “I love you. I don’t ever want to be without you. I don’t wanna fight with you anymore, okay? Never. No more fighting. You’re just…you’re all I want. Forever.”

AMY SCHUESTER

Amy never really thought she was one for marriage. It just never seemed like she would find someone that she could stand to be around the rest of her life. Then Addy showed up in her life, and the more time they spent together, the more Amy was sure that this was going to be the woman that she married one day. And here she was, in tears over her. If nothing else proved that Addy was the one, her crying like this definitely did. She nodded. "No more fighting." Amy kissed Addy again, not being able to get enough of her. "You're never allowed out of my sight ever again, you hear me?" Amy pouted, pulling her even closer, if that was possible. She kissed her again. "I want to marry you," Amy breathed out, heart hammering.

ADDY CORCORAN

"Deal," Addy mumbled into the kiss, allowing herself a soft chuckle despite her tears. Honestly, after this, if she could come up with some way for the two of them to literally be together 24/7, she really would. For now, she was content to just hold onto Amy with no intention of letting go, and continued to push soft, salty tear-soaked kisses to her lips. She wasn't sure how serious Amy's admission was, but it still caused her heart to skip, and Addy nodded in agreement. "Yeah?" She pressed another kiss to her lips, echoing the sentiment, "I want to marry you," against them, before pulling back just far enough to rest her forehead against Amy's, the hand in her hair slipping to the back of her neck to stroke her fingertips softly against the warm skin there. Her eyes closed at first, but she opened them to meet Amy's, and whispered a soft but sure, "Marry me."

AMY SCHUESTER

It felt crazy, considering the circumstances. They were standing in a bathroom together, having been on lockdown for days. When Addy said marry me, Amy knew in her bones that this was her asking. Would she rather something more romantic? Amy never cared about being romanced, only that Addy felt as if she was. Would she rather have a ring to give to Addy? Absolutely. "Okay," Amy nodded, not being able to help the cheesy smile on her face. "I'll marry you. That's the easiest decision I've ever made in my entire life." She wished she could live in this moment forever - knowing Addy was safe and was going to be her wife one day. "When we get out of here, I'm getting you the best damn ring there is."

ADDY CORCORAN

Her emotions were still a jumbled mess, but Addy knew what she was doing, she knew what she was saying, and despite her rapidly beating heart, when Amy responded, Addy's lips curved into a grin. "That would've been so embarrassing if you'd said no," she joked, her tears slowing but still not quite stopped. She dropped a hand to find Amy's, easily lacing their fingers. "There are a lot of things I'm doing when we get out of here, and every single one of them involves you." With her free hand, Addy gently wiped the remaining tears from Amy's cheeks with her thumb. "You maybe wanna get out of the bathroom?" She paused, glancing towards the nearest stall. "Or, uh, wanna stay in here?"

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