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[hubbvrd]

Off day | Sam Hubbard

❝ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.❞

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

Carefully, Y/n pulled her cozy blanket over her with one hand while trying to balance her laptop as best she could with the other.

It was the first day of the off season.

Sam had finished all the games and y/n had taken a few weeks where she would work from home to spend more time with Sam.

Some people probably thought that the majority of the stars flew off on vacation, sunbathing and sipping cocktails by the pool as far away from home as possible.

But not Sam and y/n. The two wanted to approach the off-season as relaxed as possible, so the two had decided to tackle everything spontaneously.

And so the two hadn't booked a vacation yet, because the two wanted to do that spontaneously.

One or the other had to plan his things, know when it went where and have fixed dates for certain things.

But that was different for y/n and Sam.

The two of them had always been quite spontaneous, which they both got along with very well and it had never really caused any problems.

Satisfied, y/n sighed when she felt the big cozy pillow in her back.

She loved to snuggle up on the couch in comfy clothes - mostly she wore Sam's hoodie - and surf a bit on the laptop.

And today was just such a day.

"Are you sure it's okay if I play a little?" , Sam asked her as he unzipped the wrapper from his new PlayStation game he'd bought an hour ago.

"What was my answer the last ten times?" , y/n asked him the counter question and flipped open her laptop.

"It was : no I didn't and now play before I change my mind" , Sam quoted y/n.

"Well there's your answer."

Y/n couldn't help smirking, which is why she put her laptop on her bent knees so Sam couldn't see her face.

"Okay, thanks. I won't play for long either. After all, I'm off work now, and I want to spend the time with my wonderful girlfriend."

"Suck up," she said, but couldn't stop a smile from creeping onto her lips.

"I love you too!" , Sam exclaimed as he left the room to head upstairs to the room that was being used as a gaming and movie room.

Y/n thought about what she should do now in the time on her laptop until Sam would come back and they would do something together.

But she didn't have to think too long, because shortly after she landed on Pinterest, the app she loved so much.

There she mostly found craft ideas, which she liked to try out and often gave away for birthdays.

But also outfit, decoration, or hairstyle ideas were at the top of y/n's list of pinboards, which grew more and more on her account with every visit to the app.

And so, for now, she was busy for a few hours.

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When y/n next glanced at the clock, she was startled to find that it was almost two hours later.

She had been quite engrossed in all the new pins, so she hadn't noticed how quickly the time had passed.

She closed the laptop and listened to see if Sam had finished his game and was in another room.

But the house was silent.

A glance outside also showed that it was getting a little dark by now.

But not because it was so late, but because a rain shower was coming.

Hopefully it would pass quickly, y/n thought to herself, as she closed the laptop and then began to fold her cozy blanket.

After making the sofa neat again, she ran over to the adjacent kitchen and filled a glass with water, which she emptied in one go and began listening again.

But it remained silent, so y/n assumed that Sam had also forgotten the time and was still playing The Last of Us.

In fact, he had been talking about the game for a few weeks, which some of his teammates were playing themselves and had inspired Sam with their talk of the game, so that Sam had subsequently bought it as well, although the Playstation had actually more or less always been just a dust collector.

Briefly, y/n thought about whether she should let Sam play a little more or whether she should go straight up to him.

But she decided to prepare some sandwiches first, so she got everything she needed and started to make some sandwiches.

Quietly she hummed the new Harry Styles song, while she moved her hips lightly to the beat and carefully placed the sandwiches.

A moment later, as she looked contentedly at the sandwiches piled on a large plate on the counter, she decided to check on Sam now.

It was raining outside by now, so the rain was lightly pattering against the windows.

Otherwise, it was still pretty quiet in the house, which didn't change when y/n ran up the stairs.

At the top of the house were five more rooms. One of them was the bedroom and the second one was the gaming and cinema room.

Slowly y/n walked towards the second room, where the door was ajar.

Cautiously y/n opened the door and took a look inside the room.

Sam was sitting in the corner, where there was a small PC screen on a desk and a gaming chair in front of it.

He had headphones on and probably he would get scared if y/n entered the room.

That's why y/n carefully leaned against the door and looked at her boyfriend, who she could only see from the side.

But he looked quite concentrated, so she again considered whether she should disturb him.

The decision was quickly taken away from her, however, when she glanced at the clock on the wall in the room.

By now, Sam had been gaming for over two hours, which he probably didn't even notice himself, as he was as engrossed in the game as y/n had been on Pinterest just a few minutes ago.

Carefully, she knocked on the wood of the door, which she wasn't sure Sam had even heard.

Nevertheless, she crept over to Sam on her socks across the parquet floor, which creaked softly in a few places.

He didn't have his headset on both ears properly, so he had probably already heard y/n, but made no effort to turn around to her.

"Sammy?" , she asked cautiously as she slowly moved her hand to his shoulder and placed it there a moment later.

"Huh?" , she quietly perceived from the addressed, who, however, did not take his eyes from the screen and it looked like he was just in a place where it was impossible to turn around or off now.

"You've been playing for over two hours," she said softly.

From Sam she perceived only a slight nod, which left her smiling slightly.

"I made sandwiches" , she informed him, but Sam didn't seem to really notice her sentence anymore, as he was already quite engrossed in his game again.

"You love to eat them, don't you? Extra with cheese" , she tried again to get Sam to listen to her carefully.

But no chance.

Then just differently, y/n thought to herself, as she pulled the second gaming chair over to her, let herself fall on it and then slid as close as she could to Sam.

He briefly looked over at her, but didn't think much of it, so he continued to gamble intently.

Y/n, however, began to poke him in the stomach shortly after, which didn't begin to bother Sam at first until y/n repeated the process over and over again within a few seconds.

"I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention" , she let him know when she noticed that the poking was starting to make him uncomfortable.

"Okay you have my full attention," Sam said a moment later as he turned off the screen and placed the headset on the desk.

Sam leaned back and then held his girlfriend's hand, pulling her onto his lap afterwards.

"Do you know what I just told you?" , she asked him as she placed her hands on his neck.

"That I look cute gambling?" , he asked her with a grin, trying to lighten the situation a bit, because he didn't want to make y/n angry.

"No, not that. I said I made sandwiches, but you'd rather spend more time with your new game than with me."

"Aww is my girlfriend jealous of a video game?" , he asked her with a smirk as he gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"Of a video game? Never!" , she said quickly and then crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"Then you won't mind if I keep playing now, will you?"

Even though Sam was joking, y/n gave him a quick evil eye and quickly exclaimed

"No! I finally have your attention now, don't I?"

"And you'll have it for the rest of the evening now, too" , Sam promised her as he stood up, picked her up and then carried her downstairs to eat his favorite sandwiches.

[lushlovers]

do you have more Sam fics for us 😩

need you, S Hubbard

summary; you tend to get needy when there's alcohol in your system

warnings; very clean dirty talk lol, drinking and drunk reader duh, sam rejecting you a LOT, sam being flustered and adorable.

word count: 618

note; for you?? of course i have more sam!!! i envisioned a dress with a high slit, like this! but feel free to use your imagination. he's so awkward and cute i cry. very grateful for every single person who follows me and reads all my stuff, i love you all 501 of you very dearly <3.

The two of you were quite opposite. Sam's always been more reserved and introverted while you are talkative with whoever you meet and almost completely extroverted. With his and his teammates' growing social status and relevancy, he's been forced to come out of his shell more than he ever thought imaginable. Very often you force him out of the house to go out to the bar with your hometown friends.

What Sam typically dislikes is having to be the designated driver whilst his gorgeous girlfriend practically throws herself at him. Your leg has been draped lazily across his thighs all evening, but the more you drank the more you were all over him. "C'mon Sammy, we can slip off to the bathroom, no one'll notice" you giggle, making his face turn an even deeper shade of red if that's even physically possible.

He can feel his face warming up more and more following every dirty little thing you whisper into his ear as you kiss along his neck and slightly stubbled jaw line. Now that he has to find a way to get your stumbling form from here to his car sitting outside, he's regretting letting you drag him out tonight. You're smirking up at him so mischievously he doesn't even know what to do or say, which leads to him struggling to form a sentence, "Maybe w-we should head home?"

Embarrassingly enough his voice cracks as he attempts to get his words out, "Mmm, yes please," your teeth sink into your bottom lip, still doing you best to seduce him. He stifles a laugh at the way you misunderstood his wording, "No, like, go home and get you in bed." Your brows raise at that, "NO! Like sleeping."

It takes him up most of twenty minutes to get you into the car, but when he does, he's quick to shut your door and get on the road as soon as possible. You flutter your lashes at him as he reaches across your body to buckle your seat belt, "Y'could help me out just a little," he mutters. Once more your minds in the gutter as you bite back a response, "I would love to," you whisper grabbing at his wrist and placing his hand high upon your thigh, close enough for his finger to brush against your lacy panties.

Sam's quick to snatch it away and does everything he can to keep from allowing your teasing touches throughout the whole car ride. Before he realizes it, he's pulled into the driveway, but you're no longer making your flirty comments, instead snoring to your hearts content in an alcohol fueled coma. Without you moving a muscle Sam scoops you up bridal style and carried you to the front door, he didn't think through unlocking the door which led to a bit more struggle before he gets you into bed.

He makes his way to the in suite to find a makeup wipe and something more comfortable than the dress you're sporting right now, when he does, he returns to find you attempting to get your dress unzipped. "What me to help," you glance up at him slightly and nod, all the drinks are suddenly hitting you and you realize how bad thing is going to feel tomorrow morning, after he assists you, he gives you one of his t-shirts to sleep in.

Once you're comfortable in bed, Sam decides to go and get himself ready for bed, this time when he returns, he shuts out the lights and finds you sprawled out onto both sides of the bed. He snorts at that as he tries to wiggle his way into bed beside you and pulls you into him.

[lukeevangelista]

could you write a fic or something where sam hubbard gets protective over his partner? maybe someone at a game says something demeaning?

“Maybe you could get on your knees more for your boyfriend.” A fan grumbled from beside you, “Then maybe Sam would be playing a hell of a lot better than he is. He’s costing us so much by not-” “Excuse me?” You gasped cutting him off as you watched him turn and face you, not realizing Sam was in ear shot radius. You were currently standing in the exit zone, fans being barricaded from the players, but able to see everything. 

“You heard me.” He chuckled, “Do what a partner is supposed to do and make him cum a couple of times and get him better. Seems like that’s all you’re good for anyways.”

“The hell?” Sam hissed as he walked towards you two, “I swear to god, if I ever hear you say anything else like that to my partner, let alone anyone, you’ll be-”

“Sam don’t.” You whispered, “Don’t say something you’ll regret.”

“You’re lucky they’re here buddy.” He glared at him, “So fucking lucky.” “Let’s go home Sam, I’m not worried about him.” you said you two started towards Sam’s truck.

“I just don’t like someone talking to you like that.”

“I know.” You muttered, “but he’s not worth it. Especially threatening him. It’s not worth it if it gets out.”

“You don’t realize, you’re worth it all baby.” He chuckled as he started the truck, lacing your hands, “C’mon though, let’s get home and I’ll show you how much you’re worth it.” He said as he pressed a kiss to the back of your hand. 

“Can’t wait Mr. Hubbard.” 

[0sincerelyella]

Can you write a ANDREI IOSIVAS fic just cuddling with him or something

My Girl - Andrei iosivas

Summary: Andrei is new to the nfl, just fresh out of college and just having his NFL debut recently, his birthday turns out to be his greatest day in his personal life and his career ever.

A/n: YES YES A MILLION TIMES YES

girl everytime i go to write this HE DOES SMTH AMAZING

babe got his FIRST CAREER TOUCHDOWN WOOOO happy birthday yosh!

y/n, regrettably has not been able to make it to a single bengals game this season. Her long term boyfriend, andre iosivas, was a rookie in the nfl, but y/n herself was finishing up nursing school and she’s just been to busy.

with andreis bitrthday being today, his only wish, which he never voiced to y/n (knowing her busy schedule, he hated being a bother because of his own silly wants), was for y/n to make it to his game.

he met y/n in hawaii while she was on vacation with her family. he worked up the courage to ask the beautiful girl for her number and she thankfully said yes. they did long distance for awhile until both decided to go to princeton. the first time they saw eachother was the most magical moment.

when andrei woke up this morning, y/n had her books and papers spread all across the kitchen table with her head in her hands. she wore her hair in a messy bun, one of andreis hoodies hugging her body as she frustratingly typed on her computer. “how long have you been up beautiful?”

he wraps his arms around her neck as he stands behind her. “four” she said yawning, which wasn’t a total lie.

andrei sighed, kissing her cheek. “i’m sorry love, your gonna ace this exam though” he promised, smiling at his lover. little did he know, y/n took her exam a week ago, getting permission to take it early. “i’m sorry i can’t come to your game today drei” she said, standing up to hug him. “happy birthday though” she whispered, making sure he knew she didn’t forget. he giggled, holding her hips. “thank you sweetheart” he kissed her forehead and spun her around “and don’t worry about the game, you study your butt off and i’ll help you study tomorrow. you’ve got this my sweet girl”

andrei got himself ready and left as y/n held the door open and watched him leave. she said her byes and shut the door. y/n then ran to the kitchen and cleaned up her props, throwing them in the closet. she took off andreis hoodie to reveal the fresh iosivas jersey that was underneath. she quickly got ready with excitement in her eyes. the first game of the season that she can see, sadly, is the sixth one. the bengals have not been doing to hot recently, but y/ns support never waivers

she could not wait to see the smile on andreis face as she drove to the stadium. she practically ran into the stadium to sit down. she sat directly in the front, leaning down and cheering as she watched the game.

when she saw joe scrambling to find a person to throw the ball to, that’s when she saw andrei. she yelled so happily as the ball was thrown down the field and turned into andreis first career touchdown. y/n screamed at the top of her lungs as she jumped up and down. happier than anything.

she watched as her face appeared on the jumbo tron. she also watched as in the excitement, andrei looks towards the jumbo tron and his whole face changes. his neck snaps towards the seats as he searches for her. and once their eyes met he ran as fast as he could. “happy birthday!” she screamed, his smile was the greatest gift even if it wasn’t y/ns birthday.

“You suck!” he giggled, handing her the game ball. “your kidding!” “gotta go love!” andrei ran back to the field and y/n couldn’t be happier.

after the game, y/n waited patiently as andrei sprinted at out the locker room in a record breaking 20 minutes. and as he saw y/n standing with a gift and the game ball in hand he tackled her into the biggest hug she’s ever received. “i love you a thousand times over” he whispered, swaying back and forth. “best birthday ever” he added, kissing her passionately.

after the kiss, y/n handed him the gift. “y/n, you are gift enough” he said, still standing in the middle of the facility not knowing which reporters are watching and recording their every move but andrei didn’t even think twice, his excitement was too overwhelming to care who watched.

y/n shook her head and watched as he ripped apart the packaging and opened a glass incased orange and yellow hibiscus flower. the flower was wilted, and the glass read the date of their meeting. “i got it incased in glass a year after we met when we were still long distance and i was waiting for the right moment to give it to you” she waited six years to give him this gift.

“you waited six years?”

“i wanted it to have value. eventually i had forgotten, and the other day while i was coming up with this plan i had found it, and figured this birthday was a better time than any to gift you this gift” andrei had tears in his eyes

this gift, the flower, was the flower he gave her the day they met. hand picked, and handed straight to her along with a request for her number.

his first career touchdown, his girl finishing her test early and cutting all school work for the next two days just to be with him, and the best gift he could ever receive. it created his dream.

andrei quickly drove the two home, practically running inside with his girl in his arms. “my girl,” he breaths, laying her on the couch and jumping on top of her. he burrows his face into her shoulder and lays there “this is the only thing i’ll be doing for the next two days” he speaks into her neck and just lays there

“my girl” he breaths again, “being married to you will be the greatest thing in the world” y/n holds her birthday boy in her arms. “my beautiful beautiful girl”

[bengals-barnesbabe]

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Singer!FemReader

Summary: From the LSU Tigers to the Cincinnati Bengals, their friendship never faded. Their feelings, however, grew stronger and even more oblivious. So obviously this was the job for Venus’ closest friends. Or will 3 years of dancing around each other crash down in 3 days? Set in September of 2021.

Chapter 17: Operation Tiger

#Track9 Masterlist

Warnings: 18+, mentions of sex, foul language, oblivious characters, angst, Ja’Marr being a troll.

Part Five 🤍

Main Masterlist

Taglist: @light-yagami-l

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[makiwife]

joe burrow on obx??!!

Joe Burrow x Reader Instagram au

authors notes: face claim is Madelyn Cline. these are so fun to make lol. ooc?? all pics are from Madelyn Clines Instagram. joes pics are from his Instagram. enjoy!!

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Y/nInstagram thank you instyle for the photoshoot!! I love you.

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madisonbaileybabe: YOU LOOK SO GOOD!!

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drewstarkey: my sister is that you?

joeyb_9: Sarah Cameron?? arent you supposed to be in pougelandia?

↳ Y/nInstagram: bengals qb?? i thought you weren’t an social media kinda guy?😁

y/n444: marry me pls🙏🙏

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lahjay10_: ain’t no way burrow commented

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sam_hubbard_: as if people didn’t know from joe’s thirsty ass comments😹

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thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoy writing these series.

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[joesburrows]

𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗢 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗦 — 𝗝. 𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄 / 𝗦. 𝗛𝘂𝗯𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗱

SUMMARY: You and Joe have been best friends since you were kids and when he decides to set you up with Sam one day, jealousy ensues.

PAIRING: Joe Burrow x Reader, Sam Hubbard x Reader

WARNINGS: Smut (18+, minors DNI), lots of swearing, slight choking, unprotected sex, drunk reader, drunk Joe and Sam

WORD COUNT: 5.6k

A/N: The picture that inspired this entire fic. I had started to get a little sloppy towards the end with my writing because I was trying to wrap it up as quick as I could but I hope you all enjoy!

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For as long as time could allow you to remember, you and Joe were inseparable. The two of you became best friends because your parents were friends with his, so naturally, you were in each other’s lives from the moment you could both walk and talk.

And throughout the years of growing up together, Joe became your rock. There wasn’t anything you two didn’t do together. Went to the same elementary school, middle school, high school, and eventually college. You refused to leave his side, even when he ended up transferring to LSU. That’s how close you were with each other; nothing could separate you two or the magical bond you shared with Joe.

Or so, you thought.

You weren’t ever really interested in Joe because he wasn’t exactly your type. You didn’t even think he was that attractive. Shallow of me, you thought. But it was just the truth. He was always the center of attention and you just… Weren’t. You hated attention, matter of fact. But it was something about him taking his first steps into the NFL that had you questioning the way you felt about him. It was like he’d done a complete three sixty from the last time you’d seen him. Somehow, he looked way prettier and it was obvious that was beginning to take good care of himself. You wondered why you had cared so much now about how attractive he was. Maybe you were just proud of him. Or maybe there were some underlying feelings there. You didn’t know but chose to ignore them and bury them for as long as you could.

However, if Joe wanted to be the franchise quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals, then he needed to keep up his appearance, right? And that’s exactly what he did. In his third season in the NFL, you could see the way his confidence had skyrocketed since his rookie season. It warmed your heart, but it also had you feeling neglected by your best friend and you told him as much. You didn’t even realize why you were craving his attention so bad; it didn’t seem like anything uncouth to be feeling that way. He was your best friend, after all. But Joe was practically a star now, and all you could do was sit back and watch, admiring from afar.

But what was Joe’s solution to you feeling neglected by him?

“You need to get laid or something.”

Appalled and taken aback, you swatted at his arm for even considering you needed to get laid to stop feeling neglected by him.

“What? It’s true. Getting laid makes everyone feel better. Plus, I know someone on the team who’s dying to get some action of their own,” Joe insisted.

You rolled your eyes dramatically and picked at your chipped nail polish. Here we go again, you thought. Joe had spent an ungodly amount of time trying to set you up with players on the team since 2020, but you always refused. Why? You didn’t really have a good enough reason, but you’d lie your way out of it every single time. It just wasn’t something you were interested in.

“For the millionth time, stop trying to set me up with the guys. I’m not interested.”

“Are you a lesbian?” Joe deadpanned as he placed his elbows on the table and rested his chin in his hands, staring at you stoically. The fact that he was so damn serious had you nearly bursting into a fit of laughter. “You know, because if you are, that’s really badass. I’d be so happy for you. I’d be the ultimate wingman—“

“What? No, I’m not a lesbian! Jesus, Burrow,” you quickly interjected.

“Then, what’s the real reason you keep turning down everyone I try to set you up with?”

You suddenly froze, not expecting the question. You didn’t want to be honest and tell him the real reason, so you’d have to come up with another lame excuse that you knew he’d just roll his eyes at. You had to protect yourself and your heart.

“Because, Joe. Why can’t you just live with the fact that I’m not interested? Why is that not enough for you?”

As per usual, Joe rolled his eyes, but leaned in closer to where you were sitting across from him. “Because I heard from a little birdie that Sam is single again.”

You had suddenly perked up at the mention of Sam being single. He was everything a girl could want in a man. Big, tall and literally sculpted by Greek gods. Literally everything that Joe wasn’t. You had once taken an interest in him a while back but didn’t know he was in a relationship at the time, so you backed off and left him alone. He was the one player on the team that you wouldn’t have minded being set up with.

And now, you were about to get your wish. But if Joe would’ve known it was about to be the biggest mistake of his life, then he would’ve stopped it from happening before it did.

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By the end of the regular season, you and Sam had established a friends with benefits situation because you weren’t really interested in a relationship. Everything worked out perfectly because Sam wasn’t interested in one either. It was almost too perfect.

You didn’t like showing affection in front of anyone whenever you were around Sam, but something about the Bengals winning the AFC North Division tonight—and perhaps the onslaught of drinks you downed earlier—were enough to have you all over him. The two of you had found a secluded area in the locker room, away from the hustle and bustle of the boys smoking their cigars and dancing along to the music they had blaring over the speakers. You leaned up on your tippy toes and hooked your arms around Sam’s neck as he leaned against the wall behind him, going in for a sloppy kiss. You felt his strong, calloused hands grip your ass and pull you into him more. You could feel the prominent bulge against your thigh, and you moaned into the kiss to let him know.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good tonight, baby,” Sam said, pulling away from the kiss. “Promise?” You grinned, leaning in for another kiss that left you damn near paralyzed.

On the other hand, Joe knew you and Sam were messing around, but he never saw it because you kept it so well hidden from everyone. He wasn’t even sure he wanted to see the two of you messing around. The whole reason Joe had even tried to set you up with guys on the team was so that he could avoid his feelings for you. It was the ultimate cop out and it was foolproof. There was no way in hell Joe could ever confess his feelings for you. There was too much on the line and he didn’t want to ruin the incredible friendship the two of you shared. That was more important to him than taking the risk.

Joe had just finished taking pictures with some of his teammates and began to head for the showers when he happened to run into you and Sam making out against the wall. He stopped dead in his tracks and could feel a pang of jealousy wash over him. He wanted to look away but couldn’t bring himself to do so at the same time. He wanted to be in Sam’s position so fucking bad, but he was a coward and would continue to be for as long as time would allow.

For some odd reason, you felt like someone was watching you and Sam, so you had to pull away from him and find out for yourself. You looked to your right, but no one was there. Then you looked to the left of you to find your best friend standing there; confirming your earlier thoughts of feeling like you were being watched. You didn’t know what to say or even make of the situation. Words were caught in your throat and all you could do was stare at Joe with an apologetic look on your face.

Nothing was said between either of you. Nothing really needed to be said because the looks in both of your eyes spoke louder than words could. Joe got the hint and began to turn back around and walk away, but you had other plans. “Joe, wait—”

You had started to pull away from Sam, but he noticed what was going on and stopped you from doing anything else. “Hold on, let me go after him.”

“I’m not sure if you going after him is the best thing for this situation right now.”

“I got it, trust me. I’ll be right back.”

You sighed in defeat and watched while Sam followed Joe to wherever he was going. As much as you wanted to fix whatever the hell just happened between you and Joe, Sam may have had the upper hand more than you did. They could talk about things more level-headed than you and Joe probably could.

“Joe, man, if you don’t want me to see her anymore, I can stop. Plain and simple. I can see the way you look at her; she clearly means a lot to you. More than you probably let on,” Sam said once he finally caught up to Joe.

Joe picked up another cigar once he returned to his locker space and searched around for the lighter that he had misplaced until he saw it laying on top of a nearby table. “Honestly, Sam. I don’t really care what you do with her. I was the one that practically set this whole thing up.”

“I know, but that doesn’t mean you can’t feel some type of way about it.”

“I don’t feel any type of way about it. Y/N can do whatever the hell she wants.

“So, you mean to tell me you wouldn’t care if I asked her out officially?”

No, I don’t fucking want that. That is the absolute last thing that I want, Joe thought to himself. But being the coward Joe was, he wasn’t going to say it out loud. He and Sam have had a really great friendship for years and the last thing he wanted to do was ruin anything between them, as well. It was such a messy and complicated situation and neither men could really make any sense of it.

“Alright, thanks for giving me the answer I needed.” And with that, Sam left Joe to make his way back to you. But you were nowhere to be found. You had to get out of that locker room because you felt like you were suffocating. Like the whole thing was your fault that things were now incredibly tense and weird between the three of you.

Later on that night, both Joe and Sam had invited you out to a club in Downtown Cincinnati to celebrate winning the division. You wanted to stay at home and sleep for the rest of the day, but you also wanted to get drunk and forget about what happened earlier in the day. And the more you thought on it, the more you felt like it would be a good idea to let loose a little bit.

You wanted to look hot and irresistible tonight, so you decided to slip on a bright red corset, paired with a black mini skirt, black chunky boots to match, and a Swarovski crystal handbag that Joe had gifted you for your birthday a few years back. You knew Sam wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off of you, but you also feared for Joe’s reaction to your outfit choice. It was like you purposely wanted to see if he would hold back on his feelings after what happened earlier.

 —

You were on your fourth or fifth drink of the night… You think? Honestly, you couldn’t tell or even remember, but that didn’t matter when you had Sam’s hands all over you as you swayed along to the heavy thumping of the music. You were sipping on a gin and tonic and out of the corner of your eye, you could see Joe sitting and talking to some of his teammates in the VIP section of the club that the team had rented out for the night. You wanted him to see you so bad; you wanted to see that fire in his eyes, the jealousy that you saw take over when he caught you and Sam together in the locker room. And for a second, you swore you did when you finally locked eyes with him. Your breath got caught in your throat and you could feel the heat pooling between your legs as he looked at you like he owned you, possessed you. It was a look he’d never given you before and you couldn’t deny wanting to see it again the more he stared at you. You could even see him visibly gripping onto the glass in his hand like he was pissed at you for doing what you were doing. Instead of walking over to him, though, you downed the last bit of alcohol left in your glass and set it down somewhere before turning around in Sam’s arms. Standing on your tippy toes, you whispered in his ear, “Any place we can find some privacy here? I feel like I’m being watched.”

You couldn’t hide the smirk on your face after you had spoken the last several words, knowing well enough that if Joe had heard you, even over the loud ass music, it would’ve set him off.

Sam’s grin matched your own he took your hand, leading you through the sea of people around you, but you also made sure to never tear your gaze away from Joe’s as you followed Sam to wherever he was taking you. But as you were being pulled in one direction, you could see Joe stand up and began to make his way over to you, nearly causing you to collide against Sam from behind because you weren’t paying attention to where you were going. “Ow, sorry,” you muttered as you rubbed your forehead where you had run right into nothing but tense muscle.

“I’m gonna go see what Joe wants if you’re cool with it?”

“Of course. I’ll meet you in that private VIP room. Just don’t keep me waiting too long.”

Right before Sam left, he playfully smacked your ass and threw a wink at you before disappearing into the darkness. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” you giggled and winked back at him.

“What do you want—” You started, but Joe cut you off when he finally came up to you, saying nothing and instead grabbing you by the hips, directing you to the nearest wall in the club until your back collided harshly with the surface. You let out a gasp from the suddenness and the pool between your thighs had started to make itself more prominent than before. You had never seen Joe act this way around you, more or less fucking manhandle you. Best friends weren’t supposed to act this way around each other. It was forbidden. But it felt like he was crossing the godforsaken line so many people refused to cross. And you couldn’t deny wanting him anymore.

“Stop looking at me like that, Y/N,” Joe leaned in and whispered into your ear breathlessly.

“Looking at you like what, Burrow? I’m not even doing anything,” you challenged.

“Looking at me like you want me to fuck you while you’re all over Sam.”

Oh, fucking hell. What was the point in holding back now? The two of you stared at each other for an entire minute, your breathing labored due to your arousal. You couldn’t stand it anymore. You literally threw yourself at Joe, crashing your lips against his for the first time ever. He quickly responded and threw every ounce of his being into the kiss; unable to keep his hands off of you now that he had you right where he wanted you after all these years. Finally.

When you pulled away from each other, no words needed to be spoken. You knew you needed each other and you needed it now. You took Joe’s hand and led him in the direction of the private VIP room where you knew Sam was waiting for you. And no, you hadn’t forgotten about him or kept him waiting, but you had an idea in mind that you’d been dreaming about from the moment Joe caught you making out with him earlier in the day. You were hell bent on having your cake and eating it, too.

You pushed your way through the door of the private VIP room, only to find Sam right where he said he would be, sitting on the plush sofa and looking through his phone. Though the door opening caught his attention and he quickly put his phone away but was confused to see you walking through the door with Joe inches behind you. Sam had begun to speak, but you raised an index finger to get him to stop before he could.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” you began, licking over your lips, “You’re both going to fuck me and by the end of the night, I don’t want to have the ability to walk. Got it?” The confidence in your voice came from all the times you spent being the boss of your own company and it had certainly paid off in more ways than one in this moment.

“Y/N, what the hell—” Joe said, but you cut him off.

“Shut up and go sit down next to Sam.”

Perplexed, Joe stared at you for what felt like centuries before he eventually decided to listen to your command and sat down right beside Sam like you told him to. But truthfully, you didn’t even know where to start. There was so much man to go around and it didn’t help that Joe and Sam were built very differently. They were both tall and around the same height. But Joe was leaner, while Sam was beefier. And you couldn’t stop your mouth from watering at the sight in front of you. You were hungry; you were the predator and they were your prey.

You had eventually decided on making your first move on Joe. You knew what sex with Sam was like because you’d been fucking around since the beginning of the season, so you wanted to start with something new. You could see Joe shift uncomfortably in place when you made your way to him, climbing onto him and straddling him with ease. Like it was something you had done before. You cupped his face in your hands and your lips met his for a fiery kiss that left you feeling over the moon. You never knew kissing Joe was something you needed, something you craved, until now. And Joe didn’t hold back either. He kissed you with the same amount of passion and it was clearly pent up from keeping his feelings hidden since the two of you could practically talk as kids. And you had gotten so lost in the kiss that you nearly forgot Sam was sitting right next to you, uncomfortably having to watch what you were doing with Joe.

Instead of ignoring Sam while you paid attention to Joe, you reached over and deftly unbuttoned his pants, wasting no time at all in slipping your hand past his boxers so you could firmly grip his cock. You could hear a faint groan coming from beside you and that caused Joe to pull away to inspect what was going on. He saw the way your hand worked its way up and down Sam’s shaft and even with bloodshot eyes, you could still see the intensity in his orbs. He didn’t want you anywhere near anyone else besides him now that he finally has you where he wants you. However, he knew that if he said anything, that it would start a fight and that was the last thing he wanted right now. He’d let you have your way for the night with both him and Sam, but it was the first and last time it was going to happen.

You saw the way Joe reacted to you paying attention to Sam while you were giving him attention, so it sparked an idea in your head. An idea that would likely have him begging for you, which is something you never thought you could see yourself wanting. But now that you practically had him in the palm of your hand, you wanted it more than anything in the world.

You climbed off of Joe and subtlety made your way to your knees in-between Sam’s thick thighs, your fingers making quick work of pulling his pants and boxers down and off in a matter of seconds. Your mouth watered at the sight of his cock that was ready and hard for you and you couldn’t resist leaning forward to close your mouth around the tip, earning a groan from the beautiful man sitting on the couch above you. You didn’t have to even look up to know that Joe was uncomfortable in more ways than one. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see him shift a few times and when you finally looked up, he was looking away from you. Pulling your mouth away from Sam, you huffed in annoyance and snapped your fingers to get his attention. “Eyes on me, Joey. Watch me while I suck your friend’s dick. Look at everything you could’ve had if you would’ve just told me you had feelings for me.”

“Y/N,” Joe growled, his voice strained.

“Shut up and fucking watch me,” you demanded. Without saying another word, you leaned back in and your tongue scooped up the pre-cum on the tip of Sam’s cock and you moaned in satisfaction once it slid down your throat. Finally, you could see Joe watching you with an uncomfortable stare as you took Sam’s length all the way back into your throat. Normally, you’d be looking up to Sam to gauge his reaction, but all you could do was lock eyes with Joe as you bobbed your head. Up and down, back and forth. Joe was squirming under your stare and you noticed the way his jeans grew tighter with every bob of your head.

Meanwhile, Sam really could’ve cared less that Joe was being ordered around to watch while you gave him a blowjob. In fact, he had his hands in your hair, his head was tilted back and he was letting out moan after pretty moan. And it was music to your fucking ears.

“Y/N, please,” Joe begged. You grinned around Sam’s cock and pulled your mouth off of him once you finally got what you wanted out of Joe. The fact that it didn’t even take long to have him begging for you is what drove you wild. With the back of your hand, you wiped the spit off the corner of your mouth and you braced yourself on Sam’s knees to help in getting up off the floor. “Did it turn you on watching me suck off your friend?”

All you got in response from Joe was a roll of his eyes, but you glared at him and he was once again squirming. “Yes. Fuck, Y/N. Yes, it turned me on.”

Smirking at Joe’s admission, you ignored him and decided to climb up onto Sam and straddle his waist like you’d done to Joe earlier. You bunched up your skirt around your waist and slipped your panties down your long legs, blindly tossing them somewhere over to Joe. You could hear the way Joe sucked in a breath as his fingers touched the material delicately; like he was afraid that having your panties in his hands was some fever dream. Joe rolled them up into a ball and stuffed them inside one of his pockets. He wasn’t giving those back to you. Not a chance in hell when you were making him suffer right now.

You rolled your eyes at the action and took Sam’s hard cock in your hand, giving it a few strokes before you lifted yourself just enough to allow the tip to penetrate your entrance. You let out a satisfied sigh and eventually slid all the way down until he was completely nestled inside of you. “Fuck,” you both groaned in unison upon the contact.

You quickly found a rhythm that you liked, bouncing up and down on Sam’s cock like it was the only thing you knew how to do. You always loved the way you could feel so full of him and yet, not full enough of him at the same time. You always wanted more, craved more. Sam was a goddamn man in every sense of the word and he had you damn near paralyzed with every stroke of his cock inside of you. You became so engrossed in the way you rode Sam’s cock and the way he felt that you completely forgot about Joe sitting there right beside the two of you, watching you fuck Sam.

“Stroke your cock while you watch me ride Sam’s cock,” you ordered him around again, “And I want the two of you to kiss while you do it.” It was a lot to ask of both of them, but you honestly just wanted to see if they would actually do it. Sam was a little more willing to do things out of his comfort zone, meanwhile Joe typically kept to himself and didn’t like taking risks. You could see the way Joe froze when you insisted on them kissing. Like it was something that was forbidden. He clenched his jaw as he watched your every move on top of Sam; and the more he watched, the more pissed off he became. He wanted his way with you more than anything in the world and he knew that if he wanted to fuck you eventually, he had to abide by your demands.

Sam turned to Joe, licking his lips. “Come on, man. Just let her have her fun. It’ll be forgotten about tomorrow.” And that’s exactly what he did. In one quick motion, Joe’s boxers and jeans were around his ankles and he took his cock in one of his hands right at the same time he felt a strong, muscular hand wrap around his neck, drawing him in close enough so their lips could connect. You let out some kind of animalistic sound at the sight of two of the hottest men you had the pleasure of knowing kissing right in front of you. It egged you on, encouraged you to want to work yourself on Sam’s cock even better than you had already been doing. “Holy shit,” you moaned and threw your head back in pure ecstasy.

Meanwhile, Joe was working his hand along his cock at a generous pace as Sam’s mouth possessively claimed his own, pre-cum leaking out of the tip and eventually dripping down onto his hand. But it didn’t bother Joe. He was drunk and wouldn’t even remember this in the morning. All he cared about was finally being with you. Even if it wasn’t in the way that he had wanted or pictured it.

“That’s so fucking hot. God, I want you inside of me so bad, Joey,” you breathed, working yourself to an eventual climax after the way you had continuously bounced on Sam’s cock. It took over your entire body and like always, you were trembling with pleasure. But you didn’t want it to end there. Oh, no, you had plenty more in store for the two men that sat in front of you.

After your high subsided, you climbed off of Sam and stood in front of both of them as if nothing had just happened which prompted the two men to break away from each other; wondering what you had up your sleeve next. “Joe, I’m going to get on all fours on the couch and I want you to fuck me from behind. Sam, I want your dick in my mouth while he fucks me. Sounds easy enough, right?”

Out of nowhere, Joe had built up some newfound confidence and he pushed himself up from the couch, making his way to you where he stood behind you, pulled your arms behind your back and roughly guided you to the couch. He bent you over the arm rest and rested his hands on your ass, gripping and squeezing as he pleased. He groaned at the way you felt underneath his longer fingers, desperate to feel more of you, to feel your tight walls clenching around him as he fucked you. The suddenness of his actions and the way he was manhandling you had you a complete and utter mess for him. It was funny how you could slip out of the dominant role so easily and hand it over to him when you had never been in the position with him before. But you liked it, loved it even. And you wanted to experience more of it. Especially when you were sober.

Without you expecting it, Joe withdrew his hand and he swiped it through the air; his palm coming down onto your bare ass and leaving behind a red indentation in the form of his handprint. You moaned, nearly on the edge and wanting to cum again from the unexpected action. You had no idea was so possessive in bed.

“Fuck, Joe. Please, I need you inside of me.”

“Sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you.”

You groaned, loudly, and pushed your ass back up against him in hopes it would bring some sort of relief to the warmth between your thighs. It was no use, though, because Joe noticed and spanked you again for even trying. “I need you inside of me, Joe. Fuck… Please give it to me.” Whimpering, you looked up at Sam with a look in your eyes that begged for his cock in your mouth. Sam took the hint and got up from the couch, instead deciding to kneel on the surface of the couch and wasting no time in directing his cock right back into your mouth. “Baby, fuck…” Sam groaned and leaned his head back, enjoying the way your mouth felt around him.

A sense of jealousy came over Joe again and he couldn’t wait anymore to be inside of you. He needed it just as bad as you did. Without giving you any warning, Joe plunged himself deep inside of you and you moaned around Sam’s cock from the feeling of finally being full of him. After years of pent up sexual tension and frustration that you didn’t even realize was there, his cock was finally claiming you. Finally. And it was just as you imagined it would be; perfect in every sense of the word.

You tried to focus on sucking Sam off as best as you could but it was becoming difficult to do anything else except allow yourself to fully immerse into the way Joe was fucking you. Sam noticed your lack of movement and began to fuck your mouth, driving in and out of you in a way you thought wasn’t humanely possible. And at the same time, Joe was fucking you dizzy; you didn’t know left from right, where you were at, how late it was. All you knew was that you wanted Joe to make you cum over and over again until you physically couldn’t anymore.

You couldn’t handle all of it. Sam’s dick in your mouth—practically choking you and Joe—fucking you like he was never going to be able to do so again. Considering you two crossed the line, you weren’t sure how things were going to be afterwards. If the sex would strengthen your bond or if you two just simultaneously ruined everything.

You lifted a weak hand up to Sam, desperately tapping his thigh to let him know that you needed air and to warn Joe of your impending climax. Sam nodded in your direction and he quickly pulled his cock out of your mouth, but that wasn’t about to stop you from coaxing him into his own climax. You wrapped your delicate hand around his length, pumping him profusely while you barely found it in you to finally warn Joe. “Fuck, Joey! I’m gonna cum. Please give it to me.”

Right on cue, your second climax of the night hit you like a freight train and you could sense Joe following right in your footsteps. “Fuck, Y/N. You feel so good,” he said as he unraveled, releasing every bit of his seed in you that he could. Moments later, Sam was also following, leaning forward to let go in your mouth. He had almost let go all over your face, but you were lucky to scoot forward a little bit before it could happen.

Joe pulled out of you slowly and when he did, you were so fucked out that you fell face first into the couch and you let out a groan from your now uncomfortable position. You didn’t want to move or get up. You could stay right there for all you cared. “Y/N, are you okay?” Sam asked, purely concerned as he reached for his clothes to dress himself again.

“I’m fine. Just leave me here to die,” you mumbled against the fabric of the couch.

Joe and Sam looked at each other silently for a brief second, then laughed in unison and you swore in that moment, you’d never felt more accomplished in your life for managing to snag some of the hottest men on the Cincinnati Bengals in one night and at the same time.

[hornyforherbert]

I Just Wanna Be With You ✧

WC: 938

CW: Fluff, Kissing

Pairing: Sam X Female Reader (Y/n)

A/N: To the anon who requested, I hope you love this and it’s what you envisioned! Thank you for requesting.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Cincinnati Bengals or Sam Hubbard and I am NOT affiliated with either of them in any way. This is simply fiction! Enjoy reading.

As I stepped into Sam's house, the scent of cinnamon and vanilla filled the air. The cozy atmosphere made me feel at home, even though I'd been here countless times before. Sam and I had been best friends for years, spending lazy offseason Sundays watching movies and sharing secrets.

"Hey, Y/n," Sam greeted me with a warm smile, his eyes shining with genuine affection. It was moments like this that made me wonder if there could be something more between us.

"Hey, Sam," I replied, feeling my heart flutter at the sight of him. His tousled brown hair and easy smile never failed to make my stomach do somersaults.

"I made your favorite, chocolate chip cookies," Sam said, gesturing towards the kitchen where a plate of freshly baked treats sat on the counter. He always knew how to make me feel special.

"You're the best, Sam," I beamed, walking over to grab a cookie. The warm, gooey chocolate melted in my mouth, and I couldn't help but let out a content hum.

"So, what movie are we watching tonight?" I asked, settling onto the couch next to Sam. His presence was comforting, familiar, and yet tonight, it felt different.

"I was thinking we could watch that rom-com you love so much," Sam suggested, his eyes meeting mine. I could see a hint of something more in his gaze, a spark that hadn't been there before.

"Sounds perfect," I replied, trying to push away the sudden rush of emotions welling up inside me. Sam was my best friend, my confidant, but lately, I couldn't shake the feeling that he was something more.

As the movie played on the screen, I found myself stealing glances at Sam, noticing the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed and how his hand brushed against mine innocently.

"Y/n," Sam's voice interrupted my thoughts, bringing my focus back to him. "There's something I need to tell you."

My heart pounded in my chest as I turned towards him, wondering what could be on his mind. "What is it, Sam?"

Sam took a deep breath, his gaze unwavering. "I know we've always been friends, but lately, I've been feeling something more. I've been wanting to tell you for so long..."

My breath caught in my throat as I listened to Sam's words. Could it be that he felt the same way I did? Was this the moment I had been waiting for?

"Y/n, I just wanna be with you," Sam finally confessed, his voice raw with emotion. And in that moment, everything fell into place. It was as if all the pieces of our friendship had been leading to this.

"Sam," I whispered, tears brimming in my eyes. "I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't know how to say it."

Without another word, Sam cupped my face in his hands and brought his lips to mine in a tender, sweet kiss. It was everything I had ever dreamed of and more.

The world fell away as we lost ourselves in each other, finally crossing that invisible line from friends to something deeper, something more. The love that had always been there blossomed into something beautiful and undeniable.

From that moment on, Sam and I were inseparable. Our days were filled with laughter, inside jokes, and stolen glances that spoke volumes without any words.

"I can't believe this is real," I sighed one sunny afternoon as we lounged in Sam's backyard, the smell of fresh-cut grass mingling with his cologne.

Sam wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close. "It's as real as it gets, Y/n. You and me, together."

The happiness that bubbled inside me was overwhelming, a warmth that spread from my heart to every corner of my being. Sam was my rock, my partner, my everything.

"I have something to show you," Sam said suddenly, a mischievous glint in his eye. He led me to his garage, where a makeshift painting easel stood in the middle.

"What's this?" I asked, intrigued by the unexpected surprise. Sam had always been full of surprises, but this was a new level of creativity.

"Close your eyes," Sam instructed, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips. I obeyed, feeling a mix of anticipation and excitement building inside me.

When Sam finally allowed me to open my eyes, I gasped in awe at the sight before me. On the canvas was a painting of us, laughing under a cherry blossom tree, the colors vibrant and alive.

"Sam, this is amazing," I breathed, feeling a surge of emotion well up inside me. His talent never failed to impress me, but this was different. It was us, immortalized in a moment of pure joy.

Sam wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder. "I wanted to capture our love, our happiness, in a way that words never could."

And in that moment, as we stood surrounded by the beauty of his creation, I knew that Sam was more than just my best friend. He was my soulmate, my true love.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, our love only grew stronger. We faced challenges together, laughed together, and found solace in each other's arms.

"I can't imagine my life without you, Y/n," Sam whispered one night as we lay tangled in bedsheets, the silver moonlight casting a soft glow over our entwined bodies.

I pressed a kiss to his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my lips. "I never want to be without you, Sam. You're my everything."

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Don you still take request? If you, can you #5."But you hate [food]" — "Yes but you love them. So I get them." with Sam Hubbard, please

Cinnamon rolls | Sam Hubbard

summary — Sam and you are spending a day in the mall. Your boyfriend literally reads your every wish from your lips and so he then buys you cinnamon rolls, which he doesn't really like, but after a brief persuasion on your part he tries them and maybe he doesn't think they're so bad?

pairing — sam hubbard x reader

words — 1096

notes — thanks for your request. I hope you like it!🧡

Hand in hand, you and Sam stroll through the mall. In your left hand and Sam's right is a bag or two, which suggests that your shopping trip has been pretty successful so far.

You've spent the last two hours exploring countless stores and the odd item has made your pockets fuller and your money a little less.

"I'm really hungry, Sammy," you look up at your boyfriend, almost pouting, who looks down at you with a broad grin on his lips.

Actually, Sam didn't really like shopping, as he was always in a bad mood or would find a cozy corner to sit in most of the time while you were lost in your shopping frenzy.

But today Sam seemed to be quite excited about the shopping trip, because Sam seems to have changed this time.

The Bengals player hadn't sat down once or looked bored. On the contrary. He was pretty much in his shopping element too, so you ended up being the one who had to wait for your boyfriend.

"Then we should eat something. I don't want my girlfriend to starve to death"

Sam gently pulls you over to the corner of the mall where there is a large selection of different meals.

"That's really very nice of you, Hubbard" you reply with a grin as you look around and try to decide from the huge selection of different foods.

"There's so much to choose from. How am I ever supposed to decide?" you tilt your head and look at your boyfriend, who rolls his eyes with a grin.

"What are you most hungry for?" Sam asks you as he follows your gaze, hoping to find out what you want to eat by looking at you.

"Hm, burgers and fries doesn't sound too bad, but I guess I'm not too hungry for that..." you begin to think aloud as your eyes wander over to a small stall selling your favorite pastries.

Cinnamon rolls. The sweet pastry that always makes you weak in the knees.

Ever since you tried this pastry for the first time at your grandma's about twenty-two years ago, you were hooked and could eat it in quantities almost every day.

In fact, you had already tried baking them yourself a few times, but either something went wrong or your cinnamon rolls didn't taste anywhere near as good as your grandma's, so you finally gave up and the cinnamon rolls from the bakery had to suffice until the next time you visited your grandma.

"Cinnamon rolls, then" Sam noted with amusement after finally finding out which stand you were literally staring at.

But actually, Sam should have known exactly, because he knew how crazy you were about these pastries. "Then I should go over and buy some cinnamon rolls."

"But you hate cinnamon rolls..."

"Yes but you love them. So I get them."

Sam kisses your cheek before setting his bags down next to you and then walking over to the stall to get you cinnamon rolls.

It was really sweet of him to wait in the long line to get your favorite pastry, which he didn't even like.

You kept trying to convince Sam that the cinnamon rolls were the best pastry.

Each time, however, Sam had grimaced in disgust and visibly struggled not to spit out the pastry.

Each time you had watched this moment with a laugh, even though we had felt rather sorry for your boyfriend that he was once again struggling with the pastry, which he seemed to detest above all else.

It was a few minutes before Sam came back with a packet of fresh cinnamon rolls, which seemed to be still warm - the way you loved them best.

"They're even still warm?" you ask with wide eyes as Sam opens the lid of the box and the smell of cinnamon and yeast dough begins to fill your nose.

"Yes, I asked if I could have some of the fresh and warm ones. I know how much you love them warm," he replies with a smile on his lips as he lifts a perfectly shaped cinnamon rolls out of the box and holds it in front of your lips.

Without hesitating for long, you take a big bite and begin to moan with pleasure as you chew the warm cinnamon roll and close your eyes for a few seconds to fully absorb the taste.

"That good?" Sam asks you with a grin as he watches with amusement as you stand there chewing.

"Incredibly good" you reply, mumbling, before taking another bite of the cinnamon roll.

Over the past few months, you've visited countless bakeries to buy cinnamon rolls, but none of them have come close to the ones your grandma baked, except for this one.

"They taste like my grandma's. Really!" you babble as you shove the rest of the cinnamon roll into your mouth and then lick the cinnamon off your fingers.

"I should probably try it then, shouldn't I?" With a grin on his lips, Sam opens the box again to take out a cinnamon roll for himself.

"But you don't like cinnamon rolls..."

"If this one tastes like your grandma's, then I have to try it, don't I? Because if you always rave about your grandma's cinnamon rolls so much, I have to give them a chance. Because the next time we're together at your grandma's and she makes cinnamon rolls, I don't want to disappoint her."

You watch Sam excitedly as he brings the cinnamon roll to his mouth and then takes a big bite, which he chews on for quite a long time without changing his expression, making you slightly impatient.

"Aaaaaand?" you ask impatiently.

"Wow. I mean awesome. The cinnamon roll is really good. Better than the other disgusting cinnamon roll stuff you've been feeding me for the last few months." A wide grin forms on Sam's lips before he shoves the rest of the pastry into his mouth.

"Ha, you finally believe me! And I can hardly wait for you to try my grandma's cinnamon rolls soon. They're twice as good as these. But I can finally love and accept you completely."

"Oh, so you didn't love and accept me completely before?" Sam asks, almost indignantly, as he carefully puts the packet away in a bag.

"I did, but even more so now" you quickly save your words and press your lips to Sam's before your boyfriend can even begin to say anything back.

And so nothing could stand in the way of your grandma's cinnamon rolls.

[lukeevangelista]

NATIONAL FOOTBALL LEAGUE

Full Masterlist Here

Joe Burrow

Burrow’s Sister (AU!)

Hockey

Boston

Graduation

How Johnny and Y/N Met

How Did You Pull Y/N Burrow?

Johnny Gets Hurt

You’re jealous.. of Sam?

Schedule Conflict

Ice Skating

NHL

Busted

How Many Times?

After Surgery

Student Loans

Number Nine

Enemies to Lovers

Protective (platonic)

Sam Hubbard

98 Yards

Don’t Touch Her

Protective

Justin Herbert

After the After Party

You’ve Gotta Stop Getting Hurt, Herbert

Sick

Jealousy, Jealousy

Make Me

Joey Bosa

I’m Not Your Favorite, Really?

Scared

Nick Bosa

[0sincerelyella]

Could you please do a Joe Burrow imagine where the team find out that he has a girlfriend?

yes ofc!!

Secrets out of the bag - J.B

Summary: joe let’s something slip, and his secret gets scared

notes: my first request!! i absolutely love requests and i so hope that this is as good as you’d hoped:) this was a little different than requested but still i hope you like it

warnings: maybe a little angst

Secrets among a team who is fighting for a game as big as the super bowl is never good. the boys of the bengals football team never have secrets, not any big ones that’ll effect how they play anyway.

the closer boys, being joe burrow, Jamar, joe mixon, sam, and a few others, had no secrets. not only for the team but also because they are friends, best friends.

but joe was a very private person. he never really was much for telling the world about his private life. even with his best friends, he was hesitant to tell them anything at first

but he had a big secret. he met this girl during off season, in april, a native to cincinnati. who just so happened to have the last name of Hubbard.

sam had never introduced his sister to any of the guys, they knew of her, but sam was a big protector so he never wanted any of them around his special little sister.

so on a night where he just wanted to take a walk, and breath around four months ago, he ran into mrs y/n hubbard. and it’s been four months of sneaking around ever since.

of course sam knew of y/n having a boyfriend, and he respected the wishes of not meeting him yet. but was still suspicious of how he treated his little angel

this was a secret that could affect how they played. a big secret.

so when sam saw the picture on his instagram feed while he was out with some of the boys, jamar, mixon, mike hilton, tee, and tyler. sam was not happy, not excited, sam was angry. his sister had lied, his team mate had lied, and so had his bestfriend.

on that same day, joe and y/n were laying in her apartment, laying on her bed together. “y/n baby, you are the most beautiful girl in the world” she smiled, kissing her on the cheek. “then i think it’s time to tell everybody”

joes breath hitched. he knew sam would be angry, but he could never really fathom how angry he’d be. “i have to tell sam before we tell anyone but i’m tired of having to sneak around and not hug you after games and-“ joe cut her off with a kiss, pulling her closer. “of course. don’t be so anxious, we’re gonna let the world know. i’m gonna let the whole world know how much i love you”

he pushed her onto the bed and kissed her, holding her as close as he possibly can.

and just as they’d gotten close, the door slammed open, causing something to fall off the dresser and break.

“I can not believe either of you!” it was sam

y/n pushed joe off as fast as she could, standing up to confront her brother.

“Sammy i wanted to tell you i did- i just-“

“you just what? wanted to tell me but didn’t tell me and i had to find out from a twitter post? y/n what if he hurt you! i couldn’t have done anything because i didn’t know! and if he hurt you it would’ve and will affect my job!”

“don’t you think i know that sam. i can’t help who i fall in love with”

sam stood quiet, and only then did y/n and joe notice the other boys behind him. “in love? how long have you been lying?” y/n stood tall. “four months”

“i can’t believe you” and with that he walked out.

“hey, for one we are happy for you two” jamar said, pulling joe off the floor. “i mean we’ve heard a lot about y/n, she’s a good girl” tee added

“but i suggest you patch it up with sam before it affects the game”

as the boys left, then and only then did y/n cry. she felt as if she lost her brother, her very favorite person on the planet. joe walked over to her, pulling her close. “he’s gonna get over it, i promise” joe brushed her hair down, rocking her side to side.

“joey he’s gonna make me choose” joe took a breath. “i know you’d choose him. he won’t make you choose, he wants you to be happy.”

at practice the next week, it was going horribly. every chance sam got he was shoulder checking joe, and joe was so completely off his game. coach was not having it.

“Joe! come see me”

joe jogged over, nodding to zac to begin speaking. “jamar informed me of the little mishap between you and sam. as much as i want you boys to connect, do not let your personal life fiddle with your job. talk to him, please” “yes coach.” joe sighed, walking over to sam.

“listen sam, i’d never hurt y/n and-“ sam stopped him. “no but you lied to me. and my baby sister, the one person i can trust, lied to me.” he crossed his arms

“listen, we were gonna tell you but we were afraid of something like this happening sam, she really loves you she just didn’t want to disappoint you”

“she could never disappoint me” joe smiled. “never in a million years could she disappoint me” sam tossed his helmet down. “just don’t hurt her man” joe nodded with a smile, “bro hugging” his best friend.

that night, y/n was moping around her apartment in joes sweats, and a sweatshirt when she heard a knock on her door. upon opening it, sam stood at the door. “y/n i’m so sorry for how i acted” he pulled her into a big hug. “i’m so sorry i’m so glad your happy and he loves you and i’m so sorry”

no one noticed joe standing behind him.

“oh sammy i’m so sorry i didn’t tell you i just care about you so much” y/n sobbed into his shoulder while joe snuck passed y/n. “i love you so much y/n”

y/n smiled so much, happy to have her brother back and not have to be so secretive. as y/n and sam let go joe hugged her from behind, with a small jump y/n turned around and kissed him

“okay okay just because i said this was fine doesn’t mean i want you doing this nasty stuff cut it out.”

[makiwife]

Off szn

Joe Burrow x Reader Instagram au

author notes: probably ooc, all pics are from Pinterest except the joe burrow ones. enjoy!!

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joeyb_9: I love you

Y/n4l: you’re so hot

Iahjay10_: livin that off szn life

Y/nfan11: MOMMY

joefan1: you’re so lucky you have joe, you don’t deserve him

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gracie.mcpherson: so pretty🥰

sam_hunbard_: sista

justinherbert_: you look so good!

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sam_hubbard_: vacay life💪

joshallenqb: happy 7 year anniversary!!

↳ joeyb_9: thanks man!

↳Y/nInstagram: aw thank you joshy🥹

evan_mcphearson: mom and dad

Iahjay10_: your shippers are going crazy

Joefan54: soft joe?

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joeborrowlover: I love y/n and Joe together

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Brittwill: hot mama‼️

annamariekupp: soso cute

killatrav: livin out heree

Y/n69: y/n 🤝 joe burrow

y/njb2: the literal STANDARD

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[hornyforherbert]

Love Story (Sam Hubbard) ✧

CW: Fluff

WC: 395

Song: Love Story (Taylor’s Version)

Years flew by, and both of your respective college degrees were in your hands. You both had slowly started drifting apart due to your busy schedules as adults. But things changed when you moved to Cincinnati, and Sam just happened to be playing for the Bengals. That night, you decided to drop by the team's after-party to say hello to Sam. You were all dressed up and were looking forward to a fun night out with your old friend. As you walked in, Sam spotted you and grinned from ear to ear. You hugged for a few minutes, and when you pulled away, you could see the affection in his eyes.

The team's party was going full swing, with everyone there having a great time. You enjoyed being around everyone and were having a good time catching up with Sam, but you couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that you still wanted more. You had always wanted to be more than friends with Sam but had never found the courage to say anything. But tonight, things were different. You were tired of holding back your feelings, and you decided that it was finally time to let him know. You pulled Sam aside from the rest of the party and looked deep into his eyes. “Sam, I know we've always been friends, but I've been feeling something more for you. Something deeper. I want us to be more than friends."

Sam looked at you for a moment, taking in your words. And then he smiled. "Y/N, I'm so happy you said that. I've been feeling the same way for a long time now. I love you." You both leaned in and shared a deep kiss that made your heart sing. You could finally let go of all your apprehensions and doubts. From that moment on, you and Sam were inseparable. That night, under the starry Cincinnati skyline, you knew that Sam was the one you had been waiting for all your life. You had finally found your very own happily ever after.

I hope you enjoyed reading this little blurb! Have a great rest of your day :)

You do NOT have permission to repost (reblogs are fine) or copy my work.

[joeys-babe]

Joey B Blurbs: Say You Love Me

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summary: you prank Joe by not saying “I love you” back after seeing another couple do it on TikTok.

warnings: fluff, unserious/funny, pranks, illusions to smut at the end.

pairing: joe burrow x reader

Imagine universe: Into The Mystic

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*no particular date for this blurb!*

(y/n’s pov)

It was a quiet afternoon in the Burrow home, which lately seemed to be a very rare occasion. Joe was upstairs getting ready to go over to Sam Hubbard’s house since a few of the guys were getting together over there. Mostly captains and a couple of other players.

The twins currently sat next to me on the couch while they babbled back and forth with the cartoons playing on the TV.

When I found out I was pregnant, Joe and I had set very strict guidelines for our future kids. Cartoons and tech limit being a huge one we both agreed on.

Well, that was before we became parents. We quickly realized that having two toddler boys at the same time meant using anything to calm them, distract them, keep them content, etc. The list could honestly go on forever.

Now that Joe was going to be leaving soon, I planned to keep them occupied with the TV til they eventually had to take a nap.

As I noticed Miles starting to get tired, Joe came bounding down the stairs loudly making an introduction as usual.

“Hey baby, I'm going to Sam’s now. I'm gonna make sure to get home before dinnertime so I can grill steak tonight.” - Joe

“Mmm. Sounds good.” - you

He made his way over to the couch and bent down to be at eye level with me.

“I've been craving a good steak for a bit so I'm def looking forward to it.” - Joe chuckled

“Okay, babe. Have fun.” - you

Joe leaned forward to give me a quick kiss before pulling away and standing up with a smile.

“Bye, mama. I love you.” - Joe

Let the prank begin.

In all honesty, as fun as this prank was going to be just to see how he'd react it was also kinda sad. Joe has always made it apparent to verbally profess his love for me, and not matching his statement would certainly be something he'd dwell on.

When we first started dating back in high school, Joe made it known to me that the statement “I Love You.” was not something he just threw around. To him, it was a more intimate thing and he'd only tell it to someone if he truly meant it.

I was lucky enough to be one of the people on the receiving end of those three special words leaving Joe’s lips.

But for right now, he wasn't getting the return of those special words.

“Bye Joe.” - you

I tried to study his expression when he realized the fact I didn't say it back but for a second it didn't seem like he had. When he did though, it was very obvious. Maybe she didn't hear me? Joe thought.

Joe leaned down and kissed me once again, this time a lot longer than the first.

“I love you.” - Joe

“Have fun at Sam’s!” - you smiled

The look he gave me wasn't a reflection of hurt but more of confusion and worry.

“You okay?” - Joe

“Yeah, why? I'm great!” - you

He stood there for a second trying to take in my body language, but there wasn't a noticeable difference to him.

“Okay, just checking.” - Joe

Leaning down once again, Joe pressed a very thorough kiss on my lips. My hand rested on his cheek and my thumb rubbed under one of his eyes as we kissed. After, our foreheads stayed touching, and Joe just smiled at me.

“Bye, I love you.” - Joe

“Bye, baby. Tell the boys I say hi!” - you

Joe abruptly stood up after that. They way you kissed him wasn't matching your lack of sentiment.

“y/n? Did I do something?” - Joe

“No. Joe are you okay?” - you

He scoffed before collecting his thoughts and speaking.

“Well I was but i’m kinda confused now.” - Joe

“About what?” - you

I watched Joe cock his head to the side as he narrowed his eyes at me, he was completely and utterly lost.

You were acting completely normal, and happy; kissing him and calling him baby, but you wouldn't say I love you back?

“Do you not want me to go?” - Joe

“What no? Do you want me to not want you to go?” - you

“I mean I wasn't going for that, but I feel like I should stay now.” - Joe

“Why?” - you chuckled

Joe crossed his arms across his built chest, making his muscles bulge, and huffed out a loud breath.

“Are you mad that I was gonna go hang out with the guys today? If you didn't want me to go you could've told me.” - Joe

“You know I don't care if you hang out with your teammates if anything I encourage it. Why are you acting like this?” - you

“What do you mean me?? y/n, what the hell is happening?” - Joe

“I don't even know what you're referring to.” - you

He dropped his arms and ran a hand through his soft curls while heaving a sigh.

“Okay nevermind, whatever. I'm going now. I love you.” - Joe

Joe watched me intently and very closely to see what my next move was.

“Have fun, Joe. I'll be here with the boys waiting for your return.” - you

His expression and body language stayed the same but the words that left his mouth next said the opposite.

“Do you not love me anymore?” - Joe

My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened at his question, have I gone too far?

“What?! Where did that even come from? That's a stupid question and you know it.” - you

“Yeah, sorry.” - Joe looked down at his feet

There were a few seconds of silence before Joe looked back to me.

“I’m gonna go now, or else I'll be late.” - Joe

“Okay, c’mere give me a kiss.” - you

Bending down once again, Joe pressed little pecks on my lips over and over again before pulling away.

“Love you.” - Joe smiled

“Thanks.” - you

“y/n… I’m your husband. Why won't you say it back?” - Joe

“Say what back?” - you

“Don't play dumb. Every time I say I love you, you completely dodge it. What’s that about? If I did something tell me. Please.” - Joe

“Dont know what you're talking about.” - you

Joe’s jaw clenched up and he looked at his two boys who were by now watching him and I instead of their show.

“Hey guys can you go upstairs so Mommy and Daddy can talk?” - Joe

Oh shit.

The boys nodded and eventually went upstairs to their room. Once Joe saw their little frames disappear he turned back to me, his nostrils were flared and he looked mad.

“y/n, what the fuck did I do? It's not our anniversary, you're not on your period, we were literally cuddling an hour ago, and you are kissing me like nothing is up. Why won't you say you love me? It's fucking me up like hell, y/n.” - Joe

I stood up abruptly and wrapped my arms around him, pressing my face into his neck.

“If this is a joke- I swear to literal God.” - Joe

“I'm so sorry Joe. It was just a little prank but I took it way too far, please don't be mad at me. I seriously didn't intend to get you this worked up. I didn't know it'd mess with you like that.” - you

He stayed silent and I moved my head to his chest, his heart was beating unhealthy fast.

“Joe? Baby, are you okay? Your heart is beating really really fast.” - you

I looked up at him as I rubbed his back with one hand, the other rubbed over his heart. Joe was looking straight ahead at the wall, trying to not acknowledge me.

“Say it.” - Joe

“Say wha-” - you

“Say it.” - Joe looked at you

I moved my hands to cup his cheeks and placed a huge kiss on his lips.

“I love you. I love you so much, Joe. I love you more than anything.” - you

“Thanks.” - Joe smirked

“You ass!” - you shoved him as he laughed

We eventually stopped laughing and pulled each other into a hug.

“I love you.” - you

“I love you too.” - Joe smiled and kissed you

Joe and I kept kissing as our hands started to roam over each other’s bodies. Though I protested, Joe pulled away eventually and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

“What are you doing?” - you

“Texting Sam and saying something came up last minute.” - Joe

I smiled and came up with a quick response.

“Oh, something def came up.” - you held eye contact with Joe before flicking your gaze down to his crotch

“Now you're in trouble.” - Joe

He tossed his phone onto the couch and picked me up bridal-style, running to the stairs as we both giggled.

I really loved Joe with my whole heart.

[kinzis-writing]

Jealousy, Jealousy | Tee Higgins

Summary: Being a model has it perks, your NFL boyfriend becoming jealous is not one of them. based on this ask.

Pairing: you x Tee Higgins (Female perspective)

Requested: Yes | No (Anon)

Warnings: jealousy, angry! Tee, angst, fluff

Note: So I had this imagine written out 10x better, but it had deleted itself from my laptop or it updated without saving so. I apologize that this version sucks but I am still upset. it also deleted my drafted josh allen and sam hubbard imagine so... rip to me tonight.

“That’s a wrap.” The photographer yelled as he put his camera down and everyone around the set started running to put things away. No doubt that everyone wanted to go home and be able to clock out of work.

Y/N made her way back to the dressing room where the stylist had dressed her for this modeling shoot. It was a bit different than some of the other shoots she did, but it was fun, nonetheless. As much as she loved her job, she couldn’t wait to be home to spend time with her boyfriend.

Her love life was something that she kept private. A decision that both her and Tee, her boyfriend, decided on. Since she was a well-known model and he was in the NFL, keeping quiet seemed like the best way to avoid scandals and to be able to soak in all the relationship. Keeping the relationship private kept the peace but it also brought challenges, since Tee and Y/N both have had to turn down people without letting their relationship spread.

“That was perfect Y/N, now you just have to walk the runway in New York in two weeks and then your set for your vacation.” Your manager was one of the best in the modeling industry and not to mention that some of your work felt like you were working with your best friend.

“Thanks Lydia.” You thanked her before going and hurriedly switched back into your clothing that you came to the studio in. You were more than happy to spend the evening with Tee and a bag of take out, and he just happened to order food from your favorite restaurant. Once all your supplies were gathered, you headed out to the uber that Lydia had arranged for you. You quickly gave the uber driver the address and then texted Tee to let him know that you would be home soon. You quickly tipped your driver once you arrived at your shared house, and then hopped out.

“I’m home!” You called when you walked in through the door. You let your bags hit the floor and gently scooted them to the side before taking off your shoes. “You will not believe the day I had-“You started but stopped when you walked into the kitchen and seen Tee glaring at the computer in front of him. “Hey, you okay?” You asked softly hoping not to startle him.

“You tell me.” He muttered, turning the computer around to face you.

Your eyebrows furrowed before reading over the article that had a picture attached to it. It was one about an upcoming project that had yet to be released but the shoot had already been done. “He’s the one that they made me pose with.” You explained to your boyfriend. “We did the shoot awhile ago.”

“You forgot to mention it was a lingerie shoot.” He accused.

It wasn’t like Tee to be jealous when you worked, as you both knew that you had people throwing themselves at you. You wouldn’t even have enough fingers and toes to count how many people message tee on his Instagram or how many thirsty comments he gets. You overlooked them most of the time because at the end of the day, you were the one he was coming home too. There were days when jealousy swept in, and this must have been the case for Tee as well.

“It was the Calvin Klein shoot.” You replied to his accusation. “I showed you the morning of what I would be wearing, and I told you Alex would be modeling the matching male set.” The explanation wasn’t enough, and Tee just turned the computer back over to face him before typing something.

“Look at the things these guys say about you.” He grumbled, turning the computer around again. Your eyes scanned over the interviews that Tee had popped up on the laptop. Ones where they admitted that they asked you out or thought you were hot. Comments that you had avoided when you worked with these particular people. “Half of these guys are in your phone and message you frequently.” He argued.

“I don’t answer them back! I would never cheat of you Tamaurice.” You started using his full name in hopes of making him realize how dumb it sounds. You cannot control who you work with, and he has had many interviewers leave him endearing comments when he agreed to interviews.

At the wrong time, your phone lit up. A DM from an actor coming through your phone making you stiffen. Tee quickly grabbed your phone off the counter and read the message with a scoff, he placed the phone down. “I’m going out.”

“Tee!” You called as he stormed past you. “You can’t just leave because your jealous!” You argued following him into the garage. “If I was replying that would be a different story. I just want you, why can’t you see that?”

“Who you calling jealous?” Tee grumbled stopping by the driver door of his car. “I’m not jealous I just want respect.”

“I do respect you because if I didn’t, I would be entertaining every single one of those guys.” You snapped. You loved Tee and he knew that. He was just overcome with jealousy that he wasn’t thinking clearly. To be honest, it was about time for him to snap due to jealousy because he hadn’t since the two of you had been together. As for you, you had been in his shoes at least twice since you two have become serious. “I love you; Tee and I know you know that.” You sighed out exhausted from this lovely evening taking a turn before you could even explain anything to him.

After a moment of silence, Tee spoke up. “Don’t wait up.” He muttered before getting into his car. The garage door opened, and he backed his car out of the garage and took off down the street.

You stood there frozen in your spot, tears coming to your eyes. He was mad and Jealousy over something that you had no control over. But maybe it was time for it to happen because you had started feeling a little jealous again too over his comment section on Instagram and TikTok. You blinked the tears away refusing to cry over something that was out of your control. You knew that he would be back, and it was just a matter of when.

It was weird going into the kitchen and enjoying take out by yourself, when you know that Tee had ordered it for your night in. You tried everything to keep your mind off your boyfriend, but nothing worked. You knew that regardless of what he said that you would be up until he came home, even if that was tomorrow.

*A few hours later*

After you finished your food, you made yourself comfortable on the couch. Turning on a movie to try to keep yourself occupied. You were almost asleep about an hour and a half into the movie until you heard the jingle of keys and your front door lock unlocking. Soon the door squeaked open, and you heard footsteps entering the house. A surge of anxiety and worry ran through you, unsure of which Tee was walking in. He had either cooled down and you were going to have a civil conversation, or he was still angry and just refused to stay away. The sound of the door shutting made you take a deep breath as you prepared yourself for whatever was to come. No matter what you were hoping that you could work through it, seeing as if you had done nothing wrong.

“I thought I told you not to wait up.” Tee spoke in a soft tone, letting Y/N know that he may still have been jealous, but the anger was gone or had at least faded.

You shrugged feeling a little at ease that he wasn’t angry, “I wouldn’t have been able to sleep anyways.” You mumbled. You had been used to sharing a bed with your big teddy bear so that even when you worked away, if he stayed home, it was impossible to sleep.

“You were right.” Tee said as he walked into the living area and sat down on the couch beside you. “I was jealous, the most jealous I’ve ever been in my life. I just keep seeing all these articles, interviews, and posts about these guys that you work with or the ones that want to work with you and it’s been getting to me. Not to mention the other celebrities who don’t even know you and just see your work.”

You took in what he said, “Does it bother you that these people are reaching out? Or does it bother you that they’re reaching out because of my body and looks?” you asked him even though you knew that the answer was probably both, but the second one bothered him more.

“Both, but you’re such an amazing person and deserve to be seen passed your body and great looks.” He explained making your heart melt.

How did you get so lucky? You weren’t sure. There were so many women that Tee could have chosen, and he someone ended up with you. “Well, they’ll never get to me passed my pictures or if they’re at my shoots.” You assured him. “I love you, Tee. I’m not going anywhere, and they can try to take me from you, but it isn’t going to work if you want me around.” You assured him even more, knowing what it felt like to be jealous and insecure. “Is it bothering you so much because we met through social media?” You asked knowing there was an underlying issue to this incident.

Tee thought for a moment before realizing that maybe that was the actual problem. The fact that these guys were trying to hit you up the same way that he had. Not to mention that some of them are brave enough to ask you out when they see you in person. “Maybe.” He mumbled. “I’m sorry about earlier, I shouldn’t have gotten upset because like you said, you weren’t entertaining any of them.”

You gave him a thankful smile before placing your hand on his knee, “I get jealous at least twice a month at the minimum, so it’s fine.” She joked. Tee let out a chuckle while shaking his head.

“How did I get so lucky?”

“I ask myself the same thing.”