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fairlyang · 11 months ago

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Summer Lovin’: Hopelessly Devoted🕷️

in which miguel exposes his true self and then begs for forgiveness

w/c: 9.2K

pairing: greaser!miguel x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. slow burn, following most of the movie, he acts like a piece of shit, somewhat purposely making him jealous, he feels bad, actually changes for you, short date night, he fingers you in the car, bj outside your house

notes: oml writing this one was everything- I loved the ups and downs, and HAD to differentiate between the way danny acted and made miguel actually feel bad 💅🏼 part 3 soon🫶🏼

part one — part three

After talking to Patty a little bit you realized she was just a very extroverted girl that was really in touch with clubs and anything social on campus.

She had somehow convinced you to try out for the cheerleading team. You were on the team your junior and senior year of high school so you figured why not.

You tried out that same day and ended up making the team, you got your uniform which consisted of a long red skirt and for the fall season, a white sweatshirt that had a capital R for Rydell with a megaphone behind it.

Super cute.

Soon came the first game of the season and you were wearing your uniform as you walked out with the rest of the team along with the marching band. You did a few cartwheels as you waved your red and white pom poms around.

Then doing the routine you'd be practicing the past week with the chant you had to do. Again more cartwheels while the girl next to you attempted to do them and only failed.

You bit your lip to not laugh and just then the football team came out with the coach right up front with the captain. The crowd cheers loud as they run out yelling and making faces.

The principal then starts speaking into a microphone and everyone sits down. You sat down on the bench next to the football team, with your team as the principal hyped up the coach.

Everyone cheers for him and he immediately starts hyping up the crowd. He started speaking right behind where you sat so you had to turn your body to be able to watch.

He starts talking about the team making you smile at Patty who was smiling next to you when you notice the captain staring at you. You smile at him as he mouthes, "hi."

You mouthed a hi right back and he gave you a goofy smile before mouthing, "how are you?"

"Fine." You mouthed and looked down at your white tennis shoes with a little smile while he stared at you then back up at his coach.

Suddenly everyone was cheering and his speech was done. The crowd jumped up and surrounded the players, dancing around and yelling.

You stood up and cheered along with some of the girls barely noticing that the captain was behind you. He gave you a little wave which you returned with your pom poms in hand before people dragged him away because the game was about to start.

Suddenly a random girl pulls the back of your skirt up which you quickly pulled down embarrassed, looking at the girl then her boyfriend who pretended he didn't see, blew you a kiss before Frenchy came up and waved him off.

She complimented your performance and Sandy gave you a big hug, fixing the ribbon in your ponytail. You smiled and the other three girls came up behind you.

"Hi Y/N." You hear Rizzo's voice behind you and you turn around and greet them with a smile.

"Hi girls!" You say and Rizzo suddenly grabs your arm leading you off somewhere.

"We got a surprise for you." She says and they all follow suit.

Jan links her arm with yours as she giggles and Frenchy fixes strands of your hair off your face. You looked at them confused but followed them nonetheless.

The girls all stand by you as you walk between them all, not knowing what they had planned. But you walked along some parked cars until you finally stop with Rizzo and Marty in front of you. Frenchy fixed more of your hair while Jan held your hand, and you could vaguely hear Rizzo talking to someone.

"Hey O'Hara!"

"I got a surprise for you."

"Oh yeah?"

Then Jan pushes you forward as Rizzo laughs out a 'yeah.' You're then faced with-

Miguel?!

"Y/n!"

"Miguel?!?"

"What- what are you doing here? I thought you were gonna go back home?" He says, the smile on his face never fading as well as the way his eyes sparkled like how they did when you hung out together.

"We had a change of plans!" You say and you couldn't help the grin appearing on your face.

"I can't-" suddenly he stops himself as his boys move closer to him, he turned to Kenickie then to Sonny and Doodie, his smile dropped as he looked back at you and he cleared his throat.

"Oh that's cool baby. You know how it is, rockin' and rollin' and whatnot." He says using a tone you hadn't heard from him.

Almost like a whole different person.

He wasn't even looking at you anymore.

"Miguel?" You say and furrow your eyebrows, what the hell was going on?

"Yeah that's my name, don't wear it out." He responds and lets out cocky laugh.

"What is the matter with you?" You ask and scoff, not believing what you're seeing.

"What's the matter with me baby? What's the matter with you?" He says and your eyes nearly fell out.

You scoff and shake your head, "what happened to the Miguel O'Hara I met at the beach?"

"I do not know. I mean maybe I got a lookalike or something." He says and laughs, turning to look at his boys as they laugh along with him.

"Why don't you check the yellow pages or something, I don't know." He laughs as his friends snicker behind him, he couldn't even look at you in the eye.

"You are the fakest guy I've ever came across and I wish I'd never laid eyes on you." You snap and throw your pom poms into his chest, and run off as the guys let out "oooohhs" as you left.

Frenchy and Sandy quickly followed after you as you ran to go to the field, tears filling your eyes.

Back at the chaos Rizzo was giving Miguel a smirk with crazy eyes when his face turned guilty while his friends were cracking up jokes about you right behind him.

The girls then walked away when Kenickie joked, "so she laid her eyes on you huh O'Hara?"

"But that wasn't the only thing she laid on him." Sonny jokes making the other two burst out laughing as Miguel walked away.

"Hey Miguel!" Kenickie called out but he kept walking.

"Come on Miguel!" Danny called out and Miguel stopped then turned back to them.

Back to you, you were covering your face in your sleeves, wiping your fallen tears as you looked away from Frenchy and Sandy. You clear your throat and sniffle, "He was so nice to me this summer..." you say and both girls come to each of your side.

"Listen Y/n, men are rats and not worth it." Frenchy says and wraps an arm around your shoulder.

"No they're worse!" Sandy chimes in letting out a laugh.

"They're like fleas on dead rats!" Frenchy jokes making all three of you laugh.

Frenchy then holds up a handkerchief and wipes your tears off your cheeks. "Y'know what you need?"

"A night out with the girls! We're having a sleepover at my house tonight. Wanna come?" She says and you nod.

She grins and hugs you to which Sandy hugs you both from behind. "It'll be great I promise!" She exclaims making you smile a little.

You ended up going to Frenchy's house along with all the other girls, she let you borrow a cute nightgown while you let her French braid your hair.

She claimed she wanted to practice all kinds of things hair related because she was going to be a beautician. So you gave her the benefit of the doubt and let her.

Jan was doing Sandy's nails and the other two girls were flipping through pages of a magazine.

Rizzo then took out a bottle of wine and Jan immediately took it out of her hands, taking a long sip of it before passing it on to Marty who took a much smaller sip.

She then passed Frenchy the bottle who declined because her hands were occupied. She then passed it on to you, you grabbed it not wanting to look like a wuss and hesitantly took a sip.

At least you'd already had some before in the past so you didn't gag or flinch at the taste and you passed it back to Marty.

She then gives it back to Rizzo while she stood up and put on an expensive looking robe and showed it off to everyone. "Where'd you get that??" Rizzo asked with wide eyes.

"This guy I'm talking to from France." She says and twirls in it.

You chuckle and Frenchy whispers in your ear, "some guy huh?"

You only laugh as Marty then takes out a photo album of this mystery man and shows it off to Rizzo, Jan, and Sandy. "What is he an actor?"

"A marine!!" She exclaims and the trio yell while Sandy just covers her eyes giving you wide eyes.

Suddenly you hear loud voices and an even louder car engine revving outside the house. Outside were 5/6 of the T-Birds, Danny wanting to stay home while the rest wanted to visit the girls.

"Would you shut up you vultures!" Kenickie grumbles at the trio who were singing god awfully behind him.

"Y'know what I think I change my mind, let's get outta here." Miguel mumbled, looking straight forward.

"What do you mean?" Sonny asked and Miguel sighed.

"What do you mean 'what do you mean'?" Miguel says as if it's so obvious why he doesn't wanna be there.

They only think you were just some fling and that he tossed you away like he's done with all the other girls in the past. But you were different. Much different.

More different than he anticipated.

And he didn't want to admit it to himself. Let alone his friends.

He'd never hear the end of it. But maybe this time could be a different outcome than usual.

Maybe this time he'll give himself a shot at love and not just a hookup. After all you were special and made him feel something.

Something he hasn't felt before.

But that thought alone terrified him.

Back in Frenchy's room Jan and Marty were giggling as Frenchy peeped out her window and gasps, "they can't come in here my folks will flip!"

"Hey Putzie why don't you call her for Mig?" Sonny jokes, looking up at the window.

Putzie then started standing up from the backseat and chanted, "Oh Y/n, wherefor art thou Y/n!!"

Doodie then scoffs and Kenickie pulls him back down harshly, "shut up!"

"Sit down!"

"Let's go!" Miguel hisses, sinking into the passenger seat.

Rizzo then decided to climb out the window and everyone watched as she climbed down and landed on the grass gracefully as if she's down it hundreds of times.

All the guys except Miguel got out of the car and Kenickie fixed his hair as Rizzo made her way towards them. "What's up Kenickie?"

"One guess." He says and looks her up and down.

"You got a lot to offer a girl..." she says and bats her eyelashes at him.

"Yeah, you know it." He responds and finally looks into her eyes.

"What ya sayin' 'Hara?" She says and looks at Miguel sitting in the passenger seat.

"Ya looking good Rizz..." Miguel says looking up at her, very uninterested in her advances.

"Eat your heart out." She chuckles, grinning then looking away from him, confident he'll take her bait.

"Well sloppy seconds aren't my style." He retorts but as soon as he saw her wide eyes and angry expression he regretted it.

He sighed and hopped off the car before walking away. "Where ya going?" She calls out and he turns to everyone.

"Anywhere that's better than to hang around you dorks." He says and walks off as the trio behind him call out to him but it was to no use.

"Well uh, your chariot my lady." Kenickie says and motions to the passenger seat.

She grins and walks on over to the other side getting in. The other three hop on the back and Kenickie reverses and purposely drives forward then suddenly stops, making the three guys in the back slip into the seats and jump. "Hey!"

"So what do you guys think this is? A gangbang?" Rizzo retorts turning to look at them.

"You wish!" Sonny quickly says having the other two snicker.

"Get out!" Kenickie yells and Sonny gives him kissy faces.

"Now! I said move it!" He yells making the guys groan as they hopped out of his car.

As soon as they were off, Kenickie drove off without a second thought which only made Sonny yell out, "ya know when a guy picks a chick over his friends something's gotta be wrong!!!"

Back in Frenchy's room you watched as Marty began writing different notes to each of her own pals which only gave you an idea. "Hey can I have some of that?" You ask and her eyes lit up.

"Sure!!" She says grabbing some tissue paper and a pen then handing it to you.

"Wait!" She says then sprays her perfume on it, "for good measure."

You then chuckle and nod. You made your way out of Frenchy's room and went out to her backyard as you looked up into the night sky, stars glistening.

You hold the tissue paper in your hands and sit on the stairs of the porch, your thoughts of what happened earlier coming to mind. You couldn't believe the way Miguel acted, acted like those three weeks meant nothing to him.

But even worse all the times you spent together. All the silly little things you did, every conversation you had. All those words he said.

The kisses. The caresses.

It made you realize your heart probably wasn't the first to be broken by him nor the first to cry over him. And how hard it must've been for previous girls to get over him.

God it was going to be so hard.

The past weeks not knowing if you'd see him again were killing you. You wanted to go find him, go out with him. What a fool you were for thinking he actually liked the romantic side of your time together.

All he ever thought of you was just another hole to use, another girl to add to his list.

And what a shame it was because you ended up getting feelings for him. Your head is telling you to just move on and forget him but your heart aches for him and is telling you to not let go and just wait for him.

Wait for him to change.

You felt embarrassed that you opened yourself up at all, maybe you shouldn't have done it either way, romantically or intimately.

All boys do is bring heartache and annoyance. Just waste your time for their own benefit.

But your heart was having a mind of its own right now and you were conflicted on what to listen to.

And maybe being hopelessly devoted to a guy like him would only bring self torture and really fuck a girl up, mentally and emotionally....

Three weeks had passed and you ultimately decided to listen to your head.

But the heart wants what it wants.

So you decided to go out with Tom, the captain of the football team. Not only to get over Miguel but also because you thought he was cute, normal, and honestly really sweet.

That's all you needed.

You didn't need or want complicated shit in your life. Let alone your love life at that.

"Ay Miguel what's up? Are you still thinking about that chick?" Kenickie asked to which Miguel scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"What are you nuts?" Miguel asked and shook his head.

"Well I don't know..." Kenickie trails on, not exactly judgmentally but Miguel didn't want to reveal his feelings.

"I don't think so much." He said making Kenickie chuckle.

"That's cool, that's cool." He responds and shrugs, having a slight feeling he isn't telling the truth but walks in with Miguel trailing behind him.

Suddenly you see Miguel walk in to the Frosty Palace as you were on a date with Tom.

You looked away as he turned his head to look at you, almost breaking his neck from how far stretched it was to look at you with dingle berry of all people. You then looked back at him and he was already staring at you making you turn your head back to Tom.

He felt instant annoyance and jealousy, but his face remained looking somewhat unbothered. He sat down at the booth with the three other guys as Kenickie sat in front of him and Danny pulled up a chair to sit on the edge of the table.

The trio went on to talk about god knows what while Miguel was trying to subtly look behind him but it obviously wasn't working, you could see him clear as day looking at you.

Well he's got no right to be jealous with he way he treated you.

Acts like an asshole to you and still has the nerve to be jealous? Is he joking?

You grabbed a spoonful of the sundae you were sharing and give Tom a small smile before letting the strawberry ice cream fill your mouth.

You then turned your head to look at Miguel again and just at that second he caught your eye. He turns his head back to the guys and you look back at Tom again.

Just then Rizzo comes out of the bathroom which happened to be in front of the table you were at. And being the instigator she is, she went straight to Miguel's table. "Someone snaking ya Miguel?" She teases and motions to you and Tom behind her.

"Oh fuck off Rizz." He scoffs and rolls his eyes.

She walks past their table but not before ruffling Kenickie's hair and then walks away.

Miguel shrugs then sighs, "I don't know about these chicks..."

"They're only good for one thing." Kenickie says with a smirk making Danny laugh.

"What do you do with 'em the other 23 hours and 45 minutes a day." Doodie jokes then snickers making Sonny, Danny, and Kenickie laugh and hum in agreement.

"Is that all it takes? Fifteen minutes?" Putzie asks cluelessly making the whole group groan.

You wanted to make Miguel come crawling back, then maybe toy with him to see if he'll apologize and get his shit together, or act this way forever.

Suddenly an idea pops into your head.

"Want some new music?" You ask Tom and he puts his spoon in the shared bowl before reaching inside his shirt pocket.

"I need some money." You say and stand up in front of him.

"Oh yeah." He mumbles and scrambled through his pants pocket to find a quarter.

You chuckle as he finally finds one and places it softly on your hand to which you give him a warm smile before walking down the steps. You then had two seconds to mentally prepare yourself to walk past Miguel's table.

So you held your head up high and walked past not stopping even though Kenickie's legs were spread out and on top of the chair behind Danny. Kenickie laughed and moved them down as one of the guys gives you a cat call but you walked back and to the jukebox, which happened to be behind their booth.

You looked down at the song selection, not really wanting to change it from "La bamba" by Ritchie Valens but you wanted to test Miguel.

Sure enough within a singular second the man stood up, "I'll be right back." He mumbles and walks out of his seat, walking behind him to take the long way to you.

He walked past the back of their booth before getting stopped by Patty who excitedly stood up and called him. "Hi Miguel!" She chirps and wraps her arms around him, twirling him in a circle.

"I can't talk to you right now." He mumbles and reaches for her arms.

"What are you doing later?" She asks, completely ignoring him which only made him grow annoyed.

"I can't talk alright?" He snaps and takes her hands off him before turning his back to her and walks toward you.

"Call me!" Her last attempt at his attention was no use since his eyes were already focused on you.

You pretend you didn't hear or watch out of your peripheral and continue looking through the song selection as Miguel leaned against the bar that was behind you.

He sat down for four seconds before getting up and walking up, standing next to you, "hey Y/n."

"Oh hi." You said and only turned your head to look at his jacket then look back at the jukebox.

"How are you?" He asks and you quickly respond, "Fine thanks."

"That's good." He mumbles.

"Y'know Y/n I've been wanting to talk to you for a long time now.." he starts and you bite your tongue on saying anything snarky.

"What about?" You ask and put your quarter into the machine.

"Well- about that night at the game, the way I acted that was terrible. I mean it really was, it wasn't me you gotta know that. Well it was me of course but it wasn't me. Well y'know Y/n I've got this image right-" he rambled on but right at that last sentence you knew what you had to say.

"Well that's why I'm so glad that Tom is so simple!" You say and look over at Tom who was already looking at you two and give him a wave to which he awkwardly returns then looks away.

"Simple is right, too bad his brains are in his biceps." Miguel jokes making you turn your head to look at him.

"Jealous are you?" You ask and he scoffs.

"Me? Jealous? Of dingle berry? C'mon doll don't make me laugh." He says and lets out a fake laugh.

"And what have you ever done?" You ask and he gasps.

"Oh cmon I can run circles around that man, beat him in any sport you name it!" He retorts making you shrug.

"I'll believe that when I see it." You say and walk away back to Tom.

He took your words as a challenge and he couldn't help but want to impress you.

And also couldn't stand seeing you with dingle berry anymore. So he was going to do anything in his power to change that. And hopefully get your forgiveness along the way.

So he started off with basketball.

Not the best start.

He didn't know how to dribble, tried to attack his opponents and teammates, he couldn't get the ball back after someone snatched it, and to end it off once he did try to get the ball from someone he just punched them in the stomach.

Up next was wrestling and it could've been worse. He was pretty tall and a bit muscular but not too muscular (yet) but the man that coach wanted him to practice with was somehow taller than him but also way broader and stronger.

Not an equal fight but coach claimed he needed to practice with all kinds of opponents.

He was pinned within seconds.

Then it was his turn to take this mountain down which he completely and utter failed, getting pinned once again but this man being on his lap with a wide grin when Miguel gave up. So he put his fists into a ball and hit his chest hard to which the big guy just flipped over making Miguel run away.

Thirdly was baseball and Miguel was not strong enough for the spit talk the guys behind him were doing while he was batting.

And the one ball he actually did get to hit was a foul.

So he punched the catcher in the face and walked off.

Lastly was his last choice. Track.

How hard could running be?

He was jogging around the track, on his second lap when he saw you up by the stands with dingle berry, fixing his hair.

He looked over at you while he was running to which you noticed it was him of all people on the track. You watched him as he ran past you now going towards the hurdles.

He jumped over the first flawlessly, same with the second, he turned to you while he did the third but still made it, for the fourth he was looking at you again but didn't make it and fell down.

You gasped and immediately ran off the stands and towards him as he stood up. "Miguel are you okay?" You ask and run to his side.

He stays silent and walks forward, looking out to the track as he caught his breath. "Come on talk to me." You say and were met with silence.

You sigh and stop, putting on your quick thinking before saying, "it's the least you could do after the way you treated me."

"The way I treated you- Y/n i told you I was sorry! And I meant it-" he says, stopping to point a finger at you.

"You shouldn't have cared about what your feelings did to your image." You say softly and bring his hand down, holding it before he sighed.

"I know I shouldn't have. I'm really sorry for treating you like crap. You didn't deserve that and I promise I'll make it up to you." He says and you nod, seeing in his eyes he wasn't lying.

"Well now that I got you to talk..." you trail on and look him up and down.

"Are you sure you're okay?" You asked making him chuckle and give you a warm smile, he's back.

"Yes I'm fine." He says and chuckles, looking behind you before looking back at you.

"Still going out with Mr. Simple?" He teases and you shrug.

"Well...." You trail on making him grin.

"Well? Is he taking you to the dance?" He asks and you could feel a warm and familiar feeling appear in your stomach.

"That depends..." you say and look off to the field.

"On what?" He asks, trying to hard so hide the smile on his face but it was damn near impossible.

"On you..." you say, now looking back at him with a wide grin making one appear on his as well.

He couldn't help it.

"On me?" He asks letting out chuckle and you nod.

"Yeah." You respond and smile.

"Well then he can beat it for good." He says waving awkwardly at Tom before grabbing your hand and running off.

That same night Miguel had picked you up to go on a little date as he called it.

He had parked in front of the Frosty Palace and got out of his car as he held his hand out for you to get out through the same door. You took it and got out but Miguel took a look inside to see a few of your friends dancing together and looked back at you, "let's go someplace else no?"

"Why?" You ask and furrow your eyebrow as he pulls on your hand to go back to his car as he responds, "because we can't be alone out here."

You scoff and give him a look, "Miguel."

He sighs and turns back to the door, "okay." He mumbles before quickly going inside and leading you past all the dancing couples and to the table in the back.

Unfortunately for him, Sunny saw him and gave him a look which he didn't see because he didn't even want to look at any of them.

As if they weren't dancing with your new friends too...

"Jesus Miguel you almost broke my arm!"

"Well I didn't want 'em to get this table, it's the best one they got." He says and grabs the menus, opens them up and positions them on the edge of the table as if to hide both of your faces.

"What are you doing?" You ask and laugh as he builds his little fort, somewhat reminding you of the Miguel you spent time with at the beach.

"I just want a little privacy for us alright?" He says giving you a smile before ducking down and reaching over to grab your hands.

"What can I get you kids?" An older waitress asks looking down at you.

"Strawberry milkshake please!" You say and give the waitress a smile.

"Miguel?" She asks turning to look at him as he shrugs.

"I'm not ready hungry. I'll just have a double burger with everything and cherry soda with ice cream." He says look at her before turning to you.

You wanted to laugh but just gave him a smile and turned to the waitress, "that sounds good, I'll have the same actually!"

"The same?" He asks and his eyes widened to which you smiled and nodded.

"You sure can eat a lot can't you?" He jokes and you nod, "sure can." You say with a grin as his hand tightens around yours.

Suddenly the menus covering your faces are pushed back by Kenickie and he burps before giving you both a wide grin, "How ya doing 'Hara. Eh? Nice?"

Miguel takes a deep breath in and sits back into his chair, letting go of your hands while you greet them, "hi Rizzo, hey Kenickie." You say and give them a little wave.

Kenickie gives you a smile before getting up and turning behind him to grab the table and pushes it to connect with yours. He grabs the chair and sits next to Miguel before turning to Rizzo, "you got some quarters, we can share a pie."

Rizzo scoffs and gives him a sarcastic little smile before rolling her eyes, "what a gentleman."

You fight back a laugh and watch the encounter, them going back and forth before Sunny comes up with an ecstatic, "greeting pals and gals!"

You gave him a wave before Doodie, Frenchy, and Marty join, grabbing chairs and sitting down by Rizzo and Kenickie. You looked over at Miguel who was mid groan before he gave you a small smile.

Suddenly the whole group starts talking at the same time. "Wanna chip in for a sundae delight?" Sunny jokes before laughing.

"I don't know where all my money goes!" Marty says and lifts her hands up as she straightens up.

"Well in a couple of months Frenchy will be able to take us all out eh?" Doodie says and rubs Frenchy's shoulders making her shrug, he adds, "a working girl with growing income."

"Oh that's right!" Marty exclaims and turns to her right to look at her.

"They don't pay very much to start off y'know..." she says and lets out a nervous laugh.

"Still more than we make so uh pay up because I don't get my allowance for a week." Doodie says and Sunny takes his hand out at him, who reached into his pants and gives him a few coins.

"You get an allowance?" Kenickie laughs and Doodie nods.

"When I'm a good boy I do." He jokes as Putzie yells at Doodie as he comes up with Jan, Sandy, and Danny.

You look over at Miguel and lean in, moving your hand under the table to hold his, he leans in and intertwines your fingers just as the waitress comes in and sets your tray of food down to which you give her a smile as Miguel hands you your milkshake and burger.

You gladly take them as Rizzo starts complaining about the hickeys on her neck. "A hickey from Kenickie is like a rare souvenir, not everyone can get one." He jokes then takes a bite out of a burger another waitress dropped off for them.

You bite your lip and could just feel the annoyance radiating off Rizzo's body as she wipes off the powder she was applying and scoffs, "you're a pig."

"This technically makes me the opposite of a pig-" he begins then stops once he receives a glare.

"But I love it when you talk dirty." He says and takes another exaggerated bite of his burger while letting out a moan making Rizzo scoff again.

You take a bite out of your burger as the chatter around you continues and you look in front of you to see Miguel is playing around with his ice cream soda. "How's it taste?" You asked and he looks up at you then chuckles.

"Sweet. Reminds me of somethin' else that was sweet." He says and mumbles the last part so only you could hear.

You gasp and kick his feet only making him laugh as your face heated up from embarrassment.

You could say you almost forget about your exhibitions from nearly two months ago but also couldn't deny the fact of how many times they'd keep you up at night with a hand between your legs missing his touch.

You looked away and down at your milkshake before feeling Miguel's foot tap yours and his hand is now on yours. You look up at him and he has a sly smirk on his face making you bite your lip, before he gives you a smile.

You smile back and squeeze his hand before just looking at him. He was so handsome. Slicked back hair and that leather jacket that somehow made him look even hotter.

He was the type of guy your parents would disapprove of right off the bat but your sister would accept as soon as she lays her eyes on him.

"Hey Putzie fifteen minutes." One of the guys says making you look over at them with a raised eyebrow. Putzie and Jan had walked away and Marty was getting up to go as well with Sunny on her tail.

Kenickie then looked at your intertwined hands and looked at Miguel, he only sighed and let go of your hand, not looking at either of you.

"I'm excited for the dance." You said and Frenchy nods.

"It's gonna be great! You're gonna have so much fun." She says excitedly, giving you a wide grin before eating some fries someone from the group ordered and just abandoned.

You take a sip of your milkshake before waving off to Sandy and Danny who were also leaving. "Come on doll let's get outta here." Miguel says and you nod as he leaves a bill on the table before getting up.

"Bye Frenchy!" You say getting up, giving Kenickie a nod to which he returns but not even bothering with Rizzo.

You go down the steps and walk hand in hand with Miguel out of the diner, he's finally at some ease now that all his friends are gone and he can be as affectionate as he wants to be.

He opened the door for you then walked you to the passenger side of his car before opening that door for you as well. You hopped in and he shut the door before he made his way to the drivers side while you buckled your seatbelt.

He hopped in, buckled his seatbelt then reversed back then drove off to the direction of your house that luckily wasn't far.

Which was perfect for the idea he had in mind.

He had missed you too. Your time together also kept him up at night, making him stroke his cock at the thought of being buried between your thighs again.

Or the feeling of your mouth on him.

He sighed as he drove off and put his right hand on your left thigh that was unfortunately concealed by your long skirt. "Move your skirt for me." He mumbles as he turns the radio on.

You turn to look at him, raising an eyebrow before doing it nonetheless. His warm hand is then on your bare thigh as you rode up your skirt almost up to where the seatbelt laid against your stomach. You turn to look at him, who was trying his hardest to fight off a smirk but it laid perfectly on his lips after you squeezed your thighs together.

"Getting your perv on hm?" You teased and he only shrugged as he stopped at a red light.

"Doesn't seem like you mind." He cooed and you turned away right as he turned his head to look at you.

Your cheeks grew warm as he rubbed circles on your thigh causing the butterflies in your stomach to erupt. All those feelings from the summer coming right back tonight and not just the romantic ones.

If anything the horny ones made their way back as well. And fast at that.

You squeezed your thighs together again and ignoring Miguel's chuckle as he separated your legs and let his hand sit on your inner thigh. "Missed you a lot y'know." He murmurs and you hold your breath, looking down as he brings his hand up slowly.

"D-did you now?" You ask and he hums.

"You've got no idea doll." He sighs and finally his fingers were now on your pussy, gently rubbing against your covered slit.

You bit your lip, spreading your legs as far as you could, and watched as he rubbed your slit with two fingers at a painfully slow pace. You tried to buck your hips up but your seatbelt restrained you only making him chuckle and continue his teasing. "Miguel please-" you whimpered and the light turned green. He drove off and hummed, looking straight at the road.

You groan and decide to help him out a bit, bringing a hand down and moving your panties to the side. Right as you moved your hand, his fingers were lathering in your slick making you moan and grind against his fingers. "So fucking wet." He muttered under his breath.

You close your mouth since his car didn't have a top and if there was a red light it wouldn't be the best idea to be moaning out in public like that.

Right on cue as if he knew what you were doing, he slammed two fingers inside. You let out a cry and felt your walls hug his fingers perfectly.

He started moving them slowly, still continuing his teasing antics because he wanted to hear you plead for more. He's missed all the little noises you make for him. So he couldn't just throw away this opportunity.

The light turned red and he turned to look at you before leaning in towards you, lips by your ear but then moving down to leave a light kiss on the side of your neck.

Your eyes fluttered and you tilted your head to the side so he could cover more ground. His fingers were now moving faster, your slick being the only noise in the car besides your heavy breathing.

"Miguel-" you breathe out and try to grind back and forth, again forgetting the seatbelt was restraining you.

"What's up darling?" He whispers and comes up, kissing your cheek gently before looking up at the traffic lights.

Still red.

He moves down to your neck again, this time sucking a hickey on your skin making you moan at the extra stimulation. "M-More please." You whisper and he chuckles.

"What was that? Couldn't quite hear you doll." He murmurs making you whine.

"More- faster please." You whine earning yourself another finger.

He pumped them into you at a fast pace not giving you time to adjust earning himself some pretty moans escaping your lips.

He looks up and finally the light turns green, he pulls away from you, straightening himself up but continuing his pace. You held on to his right arm and trying to bring it as close as possible making him tut. "By the looks of it you've missed me too huh?" He coos and you could only nod.

"Answer me baby." He murmurs and you nod feverishly, turning your head to look at him.

"M-missed you too." You mumbled making him him.

"Mm good. Glad I could have my girl back." He purrs making you whimper at that.

My girl.

His girl.

Just from that alone you could've sworn you could explode.

And swoon.

Maybe being hopelessly devoted to him wouldn't be the end of the world...

"Your girl huh?" You mumbled with the straightest face you could pull but the way your body reacted to that gave you away instantly.

"Who cares about formalities nowadays." He mutters and curls his fingers up before groaning, "Plus I won't stand seeing you with him."

Suddenly as if taking his built up jealousy out, he slams his fingers harder into you, fucking you relentlessly, wanting to prove a point. You moaned out his name and couldn't hide the big smile from your face.

Finally after the hell you were both going through because of his actions, he made improvement. And slowly proving himself.

"S-so we're going steady?" You ask making him chuckle.

He stops at the red light and you recognized the street, only a couple more blocks to go.

He stayed silent for a few seconds, slowly fucking you now, which only made you grow nervous. But you turned to look at him and to your surprise he was already looking at you. "I think I'd really like that." He says making you grin, with him immediately returning it.

He leans in and leaves a few pecks on your lips before pulling away and looking into your eyes. "Now you'll be all mine without a doubt in that pretty little head of yours." He whispers and you nod, the smile never leaving your face.

"Gonna need you to do something for me though...." He adds and you hum as he looks back at the light.

Still red.

He looks back at you and leaves a soft kiss on your cheek, "gonna need you to cum for me before getting to your house."

"Can you do that for me angel?" He mumbles and you whimper as his pace fastens again.

"Y-Yes- yes I can." You breathe out and let out loud cries when he started slamming them into you.

"That's my good girl." He coos making you whimper and clench against him once again.

"Oh fuck- Miguel-!" You moaned and felt your orgasm build up in your lower abdomen.

Didn't take long for Miguel to notice, he remembered how you tightened around his fingers and the way your body would slightly shake beforehand. Probably one of the main things he's missed about you.

How your body reacted to the pleasure he'd give you. How pretty you looked when he'd fuck his fingers into you.

You had the sweetest moans and he couldn't help but just need to make you cum. He knew you were desperate for it. Your pleads to him were obvious enough.

"Does my sweet girl wanna cum?" He coos making you whimper and squirm in the seat.

"Yes please-!" You whine and close your eyes, subconsciously leaning your head to the side.

Suddenly your orgasm came hard and left you a whiny, whimpering mess for him while he slowed down, letting you ride out your high. Your legs were shaking and you kept your eyes shut as Miguel was muttering sweet praises for you.

Your heart was pumping and your breathing was still heavy as you tried your best to calm down. You slowly opened your eyes and Miguel left his fingers inside, no longer moving. That was when you realized you were now parked outside directly in front of your house.

Your cheeks instantly felt warm and you could truly only pray that you weren't heard by your family or any of the nosy neighbors you ended up with.

"Don't worry we just got here baby." He says letting out a laugh before slipping his fingers out of you.

You gasp as you heard the plop sound and he didn't hesitate to bring his fingers up to your mouth. You opened and let him stick them in your mouth as you tasted your juices while he intently watched.

You locked eyes with him making him groan which made you realize he must be so aroused.

And there really was only one way to fix that.

So you grabbed his hand and pulled it back, slipping his fingers out of your mouth before taking off your seatbelt and leaning over to give him a proper kiss.

He kissed back with no hesitation and you fixed your panties and skirt while he slid his tongue into your mouth. He moaned into your mouth when he was able to get a taste of you, so sweet, just like how he remembered.

You moved your hand down and let it rest on his thigh while his tongue explored your mouth. You then moved your hand higher up until it found his bulge.

You let him control the kiss and just focused on palming him through his black pants. His breathing was getting heavier by the second making you smile while you gently palmed his hard on.

You then started to stroke him making him finally moan against your mouth. You pulled away, leaning your forehead against his, while undoing his pants and taking his cock out of his boxers.

It sprung up and you bring your hand up to your mouth, lightly spitting on it before moving your hand back down and grabbing his cock. You started to stroke him, using the spit as lube while Miguel was having a hard time keeping his eyes open.

With your available hand, you bring it up to his face and cup his cheek. He leans into your touch and lets out a sigh. "Feels good baby."

You hum and make him look at you, "missed this cock."

He groans and bucks his hips up making you giggle. "Missed me too huh?" You teased earning yourself another groan.

"You're talking too much." He mumbled making you scoff.

So you did the only logical thing to do after being told that, you moved in your seat and got down before facing Miguel's cock. It was already leaking precum and was twitching at your light touch.

You grabbed it and started to slowly stroke it, admiring every inch of it. It had been so long since you've seen it and it was just as pretty as the last time. So thick and long.

It was going to fit so well inside you but that'd have to wait a bit more.

For now you were content with just giving him oral. You'd miss his praises and the way he was slightly rough when using your mouth.

You kissed his tip softly and then licked off the precum that was falling off the side of his shaft. He took a deep breath and you looked up at him, batting your eyelashes at him which only resulted in him groaning. "So fucking gorgeous darling."

You smiled then opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out before slapping the tip on your tongue. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and you could've sworn you heard a whimper.

"Fuck baby-" he groans making you do it a couple more times.

You finally stopped and lightly licked the tip earning yourself more groans. You sucked on just the tip alone and you tasted more precum after a few seconds.

He kept his breathing as chill as possible, mainly to make it seem like nothing was going on in case someone were to take a peep outside and see him in his car. But also because he didn't want to moan out in public like this.

He sat still and through gritted teeth tried not to breathe heavily. Instead his thighs slightly shook and he was subconsciously bucking his hips up a bit.

His reactions alone had somehow warranted your panties to become even more drenched than before. He was so reactive even if he tried to play it cool, which end of the day wasn't going to work out for him.

He knew he was done for soon as he realized you didn't give a singular fuck that you were already outside your house. No, he knew he was fucked as soon as you positioned yourself to be eye level to his cock.

He knew he'd be done for no matter what because he was either going to finger fuck you or bury his head between your thighs till you forgot about his stupidity. Unfortunately for him, the night still wasn't over and he should've been prepared for you wanting to please him as well.

And he swore he could've came within seconds because your moans were just so angelic and his cock just had to stay trapped under his black jeans.

And after months of missing your body, your sounds, and your mouth, he's just meant to what, not shake and shiver at any slight touch you give him?

Or just full on taking every inch of him down your throat?

That'd be an insane and impossible ask.

You took all of him and pulled through, gagging until you could feel his pubic hair on your nose. You felt his hand push you down which resulted tears to form in your eyes.

You took all of him and let him hold you still while you breathed through your nose. You closed your eyes because they were slightly burning causing the tears to fall down.

Miguel finally let go and pulled your head up, you gasp and let all the saliva fall on to his cock. You look up at him and give the side of his shaft a little kiss before stroking him, making sure every inch is wet.

"Quit teasin' baby." He groans and you just shrug.

"Aren't you meant to be making it up to me?" You teases making him roll his eyes.

"Well?" You tease again and keep your pace to a minimal.

"Want me to apologize again? Is that it?" He asks and you shrug, giving him a small smile before he sighs.

"I'm so sorry for the way I treated you. You deserve the absolute best and I promise I'll be the one to give it to you." He says and you nearly melted.

But you wanted more.

So going a little bit faster but you nod.

He shakes his head and chuckles, "you're gonna be the death of me."

"Oh I know." You reply and grin.

He thinks for a few seconds, all the things that were roaming through his mind when he wanted to prove himself a better contender than dingle berry.

It wasn't just to be the best physical option. He knew that.

So he decided to open himself up to you. He felt comfortable too and wanted you to know exactly where he stood with his feelings.

"I need you like the air I breathe. I can't exist without you. Please forgive me and I promise I'll always take care of you." He says softly bringing a hand down to cup your cheek.

You melt and stare into his eyes lovingly while he looks at you the same way.

You felt in your heart what you had to do.

The thumping alone showed how much that impacted you but just seeing and hearing how genuine he was, it was all you needed to hear.

"I forgive you Miguel." You say and smile, stroking him faster now because he's earned it at this point.

"And I'll try to not bring it up as a joke anymore." You joke and he laughs.

"I'd appreciate that but if I have to continue to prove myself to you I will." He responds and there go the fireworks in your stomach.

"You saved yourself." You mumble before taking him back in your mouth and immediately getting back to work.

His hands went back down to your head, pushing you further and further down until you're gagging once again except this time his hips came up. You close your eyes and he continues fucking your mouth, a melody of moans slipping through his lips making you moan against him.

He doesn't stop and goes faster which results in saliva slipping out of your mouth and down to his pants. He lifts your head up a bit then goes back to fucking your mouth but this time not full on gagging the whole time.

How thoughtful of him.

You let him use your mouth freely, only fair since you both missed each other so much and he gave you a proper apology that pulled on your heart strings.

Might as well let him.

He pulled your head back down as his hips came up making you gag unexpectedly which made him mutter, "Such a dirty girl, keep quiet wouldn't want your parents to know what their good girl is doing."

Your eyes open, wide as hell making him groan and go back to fucking your mouth except it was your throat this time.

He went faster and harder, chasing after that all too familiar feeling that he somehow hasn't felt in months.

He groans and moans your name making you look up at him all tear eyed just how he loved it.

Suddenly his orgasm hit sooner than expected and he stops as his cum shoots out and down your throat. You swallowed as much as you could when he sits down and brings your head up.

You licked your lips and continued slowly stroking him, making sure he gives you every drop. His thighs were shaking which only made you laugh as more cum dripped down his shaft.

You licked it all off him and let go, sitting back up when he grabs your face, pulling you in for a kiss.

You happily kiss back and feel his arms wrap around you making you melt into his embrace as you feel things will finally be good how you'd prefer over his old ways.

He pulls away and sighs, leaning his forehead against yours making your face grow warm. "You're so perfect baby." He mumbles and pecks your lips gently.

"Thank you for your apologies, I really appreciate the sentiment even under dirty circumstances." You tease making him laugh.

"I meant it all." He says and you nod.

"I know." You respond and he opens his door.

He gets off and then extends his hand to you, you accept and hop off but not before giving him one final kiss to seal the deal.

"All mine." He whispers softly, enough to send shivers down your spine.

"All yours." You whisper back before he pulls you in for a hug, wrapping his arms around your body and squeezing you tight as if to ensure you won't run away from him.

He then lets go and you finally walk up to your front door but not before giving him one final wave and smile to which he returns.

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A Sweet Mishap - Chapter 23

Pairing - Jensen Ackles x Reader

A/N: I just want to start by thanking everyone for all the love on this story so far. Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list. This chapter is a little heavier (as is the story going forward, but I'll include potential triggers for each chapter as relevant), so please read the TW below and only read on if you feel comfortable doing so.

Potential Trigger Warnings: none

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The next few weeks pass by in a whirlwind. Jensen successfully persuades a New York-based production company to hire Mamma Jo’s to cater for their set. Each order is massive, requiring everyone to work a little later to cover the enhanced workload but it provides a steady income that almost entirely covers the rent, even with the added fuel costs for deliveries and the increased salaries. He asks me to officially take on the management position, this time with a pay rise. The added workload makes it harder to keep up with my studies, but the pay rise allows me to comfortably cover my bills for the apartment and help Anna so it’s worth it.

My contact with Jensen falls back to sporadic texts when I’m on break or on the subway but he constantly reassures me that he understands and is busy himself, while also slipping in warnings to look after myself and not burn myself out.

Before I know it, it’s opening night for Grease. I get to the theatre early for final rehearsals, hair, makeup and wardrobe fittings. My first costume consists of a simple white shirt, flowing green skirt and pumps, completed with a cream cardigan. Being in the ensemble, Alyson and I do each other’s makeup, a simple base with a touch of sparkle. I complete the look by styling my hair into a retro pinup bun. My job is just to fit in with the other ladies in the scene, but there’s no harm in trying to look my best.

The wardrobe and hair and makeup department give us a once over, spraying obnoxious amounts of setting spray and hairspray over us as they give us the seal of approval to wait in the wings. We find a tiny crack in the curtains and peak through with excitement and trepidation as we watch the seats fill. While it’s not the largest theatre in New York, it’s by far the biggest I’ve ever performed in. Up until tonight my biggest performance was in a tiny production of Macbeth that I did as part of an assessment for a Performance and Skills class last year in the college’s teaching theatre with just a few other students and professors for an audience. The jump from an approximate 30-top audience to upwards of 1,000 has me sweating. I look over my shoulder and notice that Alyson is fairing no better. I reach for her hand and squeeze, and all of a sudden I’m glad I’m not the lead. As the lights dim and the overture starts playing, I feel a surge of adrenaline course through my veins.

The crowd falls silent as the leads, Mary and Jake, take to the stage fully in character laughing and giggling as ocean sounds fill the theatre. Despite my raging nerves, I just enjoy their performance from the wing. As the lighting changes and the crew seamlessly transform the beach into Rydell High I squeeze Alyson’s hand tighter. Once I hear the school lunch bell trill, us and the rest of the enemble enter the stage and perch on the lunch table and pretend to laugh and talk as the pink ladies and Sandy fill the table front and centre.

The first act passes in a blur of music, dance, and dialogue. Every step, every word, every note is executed with precision, my heart pounding in time with the rhythm of the performance. As the final notes of the first act fade away and everyone clears the stage back to the dressing room for the intermission, I can't help but feel a sense of pride wash over me. Eventhough I know no one was focusing on me or likely even noticed me in the background, it’s such an accomplishment to just be up on that stage. I know from previous experience in the audience and my classes that every role is essential, even the background actors and ensemble. The show wouldn’t be the same without them. So, I plan to give it my best every time I walk on that stage to help the leads shine and just enjoy every second. Now that I’ve got a real taste, I know there’s no going back.

After the show, as I’m walking out of the big theatre doors along with a couple of other cast and crew members someone tackles me into a hug. It doesn’t take me more than a second to hug back with a giant smile.

“Stella! You made it!”

“There’s no way I’d miss my best friend’s first show on broadway!”

I notice Nick and Anna standing off to the side with a massive bouquet of roses and we move out of the walkway. “Thank you all for coming! It means so much to know you were in the crowd.”

“We’ll always be there to cheer you on,” Stella replies happily and then nods at the bouquet. Nick holds out and I take it graciously, breathing in the intoxicatingly beautiful aroma.

“You didn’t have to do this. Just being here is enough.”

“Uh, we didn’t actually. We’re just the messengers.” She pulls out a card from the side furthest from me and holds it out.

I don’t open it straight away. I know there’s only two options of who would send something so extravagant for my debut, but I already spoke to option one before the show and they apologised for not being able to make it to the debut, but promised that they would fly out during the week. So, knowing exactly who’s name is on that card, I slip it into my bag without opening it.

Stella doesn’t question me. She knows I am working through everything at my own pace. “I could really go for a burger right about now,” she says to change the subject.

“I definitely worked up an appetite,” I agree.

So, the four of us walk to a nearby burger joint, order and then get a booth in the back. Once we sit down I place the flowers on my lap as Stella and Nick take the seat opposite Anna and me

“Did he say anything?” I ask Stella.

“He just asked me to pick up the bouquet and get it to you. It was all already paid for and the card was already in it. I said that he had to fight his own battles. He promised he would.” She then quietly adds, “I may have also mentioned something about castrating him if he ever hurts you again…”

“Stella!”

“What? You’ve been hurt too many times before. But I’m here now. And I’m not scared of a fake monster hunter. Plus, us girls need to stick together.” She winks at Anna and she laughs – it’s a beautiful sound that we’re only just getting to hear.

Nick pats Stella’s knee and says, “She’s a force. But you’ve helped us so much. It’s now our turn to return the favor.” He looks at Stella with a knowing smile.

She looks at him and then back at me. “I think you should read the card.”

“You read it?”

“No, but I just think you should read it.”

As I pull it out of my bag the waitress comes over with our drinks and burgers. I take a sip of my soda before opening the card.

Hey Darlin’, You were amazing up there! You truly are a star! I hope this is the first of many times I get to see you shine. - J

I look up at Stella confused and she just says, “Take the back exit.” I look down at my untouched meal. “We’ve got it. Go!”

Still in shock, I grab the bouquet and my bag and sneak out the back door. I look around and see a black Range Rover parked to one side of the alley. The windows are dark so I can’t see in. I cautiously walk up to it and then the back passenger door pops open. “Jensen?” I call out softly, still unsure.

He slides to the edge of the seat and swings his legs out the door. “I wasn’t sure you’d come.”

“Me? What are you doing here?”

“I know things between us are still complicated. But I couldn’t miss your debut.” He offers his hand but doesn’t step closer. He waits for me to make the decision.

I hesitantly step forward and take his hand. “This doesn’t-”

“I know. But, I’ve gotta be back in Vancouver by morning. My flight leaves in a couple of hours, so, can we just…”

I nod and let him lead me into the car, out of the cold night air. “Hey Clif,” I say once I get in.

“I think I’m gonna take a lap. I’ll be back in a bit, Boss. Nice to see you again, Y/N.” He steps out of the car and disappears down the alley.

“I can’t believe you came. And these,” I hold up the oversized bouquet, “It’s too much.”

“I know you’re not the lead, but it’s a big deal. I was gonna get the flowers regardless, but seeing how happy you were up there. Even in the background, I couldn’t take my eyes off you. You have a long career ahead of you and I just hope you’ll let me cheer you on from the sidelines, and maybe one day, front row when you’re the lead.”

“I’ve watched enough performances to know how important the ensemble is. I get to make the lead look good. And if I can do that, then maybe one day someone will be just as passionate about doing the same for me. Up on that stage…It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced and I never wanted the show to end.”

“You keep performing like you did tonight and it may never have to. This is just the beginning for you. I know it.” I notice his eyes flick down to my lips but I tun to look through the front windscreen.

“When did you fly in?”

“Last night. But I didn’t want to throw you off before your big night. And I swear I don’t have a big ego, I was just concerned that if you knew I was here you might get stressed and overthink things. And I just wanted you to go out there and give it your all. Exactly like you did.”

“Thank you.” I let myself relax a little and lean back against the cool leather seat as I look back over at him.

He lets out a breathy chuckle and nods. “Yeah…I may kinda suck at playing it cool. But then again I did coerce your best friend into letting me play at her wedding and then used her again to orchestrate tonight, so…”

“You really should leave poor Stella out of this. You’re taking advantage of her love for Dean.” I shake my head with a smile. “No one’s ever gone to so much trouble for me. My parents didn’t even make it tonight…”

“I’m sure they wanted to-”

“Yeah, they called and they’re coming later in the week. Their reasons were sound. It’s just…”

“You’re not used to being put first? I may’ve said a lot of dumb shit in the past, but of everything I’ve said, I did mean one thing with all my heart…I’m gonna prove that you’re my number one. I don’t expect you to believe it right away. But one day you will. I don’t care how long it takes or how much work I need to put in.”

“Jensen…” I smile at him and then teasingly ask, “How much have you had to drink?”

“Just a glass of wine during the show. I’m sober enough.”

I lean over and kiss his cheek. “Thank you for tonight. For coming, for being honest, for everything.”

“Much like your broadway career, this is just the beginning.” He puts his hand on my cheek softly to guide me to meet his eyes. “I know I’ve got a lot of walls to break through and a lot to prove and make up for. And I hope you hold me accountable for all of it. Give me a high bar. I want to be who you deserve, not someone else that you settle for.”

I nod. “Okay…But, what if I don’t know how?”

“I have a feeling you’re learning. You’re starting to realise your worth. But, really, just follow your heart and your gut. You know your fears and what you don’t like.” His eyes flick back to my lips and this time I don’t turn away. Instead I give him a small nod. He leans in and kisses me softly, his lips are soft and warm against mine. I close my eyes, savoring the moment, feeling a rush of emotions swirling inside me. When he pulls back, I can see the sincerity in his gaze, the vulnerability that he's allowing me to see. “I'll be patient, Y/N. I'll wait for you. Just promise me one thing.”

“Yeah?”

“That you won't give up on us before we even have a chance to begin. I know I let you down but-”

I smile, feeling the weight of his words but also the hope that they carry, and I cut him off by pecking his lips softly. “I promise,” I say softly, “But you have to promise to talk to me too. We can’t have a repeat of that night. Especially when it all could have been so easily avoided.”

He nods, “I promise.” He pecks my lips again and then pulls me close to snuggle up in his arms. “We don’t have long and you’ve been so busy. I want to know everything.”

“Jens-”

“No arguments. We don’t have time, just talk. I just want to be close to you and listen to you. Tell me anything.”

As I tell him about the changes at the cafe, my long hours, my upcoming exams and the relentless rehearsal schedule which will now turn into daily shows, he hugs me close. He peppers soft kisses over my head and slowly drifts down to my neck as he offers intermittent hums of agreement or approval. I try not focus on his smile or hot breath against my skin and just keep talking instead.

When I stop talking he pulls away. “Was that okay? Not too much?” I shake my head. “You let me touch you when you’re talking. You’re comfortable, relaxed. Even on those first nights…I love you like that.” He pulls away abruptly when he realises what he said.

I pull him back for a quick peck. “I know what you mean. It’s okay.”

He nods. As he leans in to kiss me again, we’re startled by the front door opening. I pull back abruptly and stare at Clif. “Sorry to interrupt. I gave you as long as I could. We have to get to the airport.”

Jensen looks down at his watch, “Shit, already?”

I gather up the bouquet and my bag that dropped on the floor preparing to get out but Jensen grabs my arm. “We’ll drop you off on the way.” I go to unzip my bag to get my phone but he stops me, “They know. They’ve probably already gone home.” He takes his hand off mine, “But she’s your friend, if you want to check that’s fine.”

“It’s late, Nick would’ve forced her to sleep by now.” I see his slightly worried look at my choice of words and add, “Not in a bad way. She’d stay up all night and then sleep in and be grumpy at work. He does it for her own good. No one could truly make Stella do anything she doesn’t want to do or that she doesn’t know is in her best interests. She’s a force.”

“Yeah…She definitely seems like it,” Jensen says as Clif starts the engine. We both put our seat belts on as he pulls out of the alley.

“Don’t worry, she won’t actually castrate you…unless you hurt me again…”

“Well, good thing I don’t plan on ever doing that again. But uh, thinking of work…Please tell me you don’t have an early start…”

“I’m used to it. Plus, I’d gladly trade a few hours sleep for the time we had tonight. I truly didn’t expect it. But what about you? It’ll be morning by the time you get back, especially with the time difference.”

“I have a late shoot tomorrow. So, don’t worry about me.” He smirks, “Actually…Maybe you can worry about me a little when I’m out there freezing my ass off in the middle of the night.”

Before long, Clif pulls up in front of my building. I don’t bother correcting them and telling them that I’ve been staying at Stella’s house. I don’t want them to go further out of their way for me, plus it would be nice to spend a night in my own bed. I undo my seatbelt and look over at Jensen with a smile. I put my free hand on the handle, but before I pull it open I turn and kiss his cheek again. “Text me when you get back? You came all the way out here for me, I want to know when you get back safe.”

“I promise.”

“Good.” I nod and jump out quickly before I hesitate any longer and make him miss his flight, or make Clif feel awkward. I stand on the sidewalk and wait until the car disappears into the distant traffic before making my way into the building.

As I step out of the cold night air, I can still feel the lingering warmth of Jensen’s touch on my cheek and his lips on mine. It brings a smile to my face as I kick off my heels and place the bouquet of roses in a vase of water on the kitchen counter. The events of the evening replay in my mind like scenes from a movie, each moment etched into my memory.

My phone buzzes with a text message, and I eagerly pick it up to see a message from Jensen:

Thank you for an amazing night Sleep well, beautiful

I can’t help but blush at his words, feeling a rush of emotions flooding back.

Settling onto the couch, I let out a contented sigh and close my eyes, allowing myself to relive the evening once more. Despite the uncertainties and challenges ahead, there is a glimmer of hope blooming in my heart. Maybe, just maybe, this could be the start of something real and beautiful.

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