#time check its around midnight for me rn btw
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#( spam )#im sorry for the inactivity (again)#my schedule is packed for the next 2 weeks or so#the time ill probably be active again is probably june i think#or maybe next next week#we'll see#i literally just got home from an event that started so late it pissed me off#i didnt even finish it HELP#time check its around midnight for me rn btw#so like yeahhh dajhwhaha#IEJLEJDDKFKFKFKEHDJF sorry talaga guys di ko kinakaya#as much as i want to write I LITERALLY DONT HAVE THE TIMEEEE#okay but my night wasnt actually bad despite having some downs đ„°#hehehehehe :) <3#anyways that's all! see you when i see you#which is soon i hope?
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Sweet Dreams- Boxer!Paz x Baker!Freader
Inspired by the events of Foul (following straight after) and the Boxer Din AU created and written by the wonderful, amazing, brilliantly talented @djarinsbeskar! WC: 1,641 Tags: 18+, mentions of smut, its a smutty AU ya'll know the drill, sickeningly sweet fluff I have been driven to write this to deal with all my Paz thots- it will become very clear that I make up for the fact that I can't write hot smut by writing the softest shit. Excuse the lack of editing, also, its quite the mess x
After Din had stormed off with his ânot-girlfriendâ at Avika, Paz was more than ready to go home right then and there, thoroughly unwanting to deal with the feral frenzy that Din had stirred up in and out the ring. But there was no doubt that there would be more calls for blood. And even if that werenât the case- even if Din wasnât on the lists tonight- Paz had to stay.
It was his job after all. And one he enjoyed more often than not.
But when he thought about you, Pazâs priorities became trivial- like dust in the wind.
He hadnât been dating you for long but he already knew that he was in deep. To Paz, you were the one that hung the stars in the sky; you, a hardworking baker with a smile that made his heart ache and hips that made his cock twitch. It was love, the realest heâd ever found, and every day he swore his gratitude to whatever force had sent him to you.
It was almost a taunt to watch Din leave Avika with his ânot-girlfriendâ tucked into his side- heâd been disqualified from any more fights that night but he couldnât look any less content about it- when Paz had to stay behind with nothing but the thoughts of you waiting for him back at his place to keep him company.
To pass a bit of time between the words that were being exchanged between Boba and Dinâs opponentâs trainer, Paz checked his phone- his mood instantly brightened when he saw a notification from you.
From: Sugar Cookieđ
Hey babe, I just got home. Did you feed Kitty yet? Heâs begging me for food rn but I know heâs probs got a full belly and is just being a little gobble guts lol. sent 4:13am
I gave him a tinyyy bit of kibble to hold him over in case you didnât. Kitty knows I canât resist him. Sorry for messaging you at work btw. I know youâre busy xx Love you xx sent 4:19am
Paz checked the current time. 5:30am. Shit. He mustâve missed the buzz of the notification amidst the chaos. Usually, your shifts at the bakery ended closer to midnight but he knew you to be a hard worker, proud of the bakery you ran by yourself, and always likely to get caught up in a task until it was done to a high standard. It was just another thing for Paz to love about you.
His thumbs hovered over the reply box; you had probably already gone to bed, exhausted from your own long day of work. He couldnât bring himself to disturb you but he pushed past that doubt a second later, typing out a response, softened when he reread your messages about his kitten.
âVizsla!â Bobaâs voice pulled him back into reality. âAre you listening at all? This does concern you.â
Paz managed an easy half-lie, fingers tapping away as he switched contacts and began typing another message, âIâm sending Din a text- trying to figure out what started all this.â
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When Paz finally did get home it was pushing 8am. Expecting to find you curled up in his bed, comfortably asleep, he was shocked to see you as soon as he opened the door to his apartment. You were propped up against a wall of cushions on his couch with a book resting in your lap and his kitten snoozing on your chest. Head thrown back and peacefully still, he could tell you were fast asleep.
Just the sight of you, the shape of your body outlined by the drape of the blanket that was thrown over you, your features illuminated by the warm light of the lamp, the splay of your hair over the pillows- just looking at you relieved him of so much of the stress he had carried home. His eyes traced over your form, picking out the dip and curve of your hips, and he was struck again with the amount of love he had for you. He still couldnât believe how quickly he had developed such deep feelings for you but that fact made them no less sincere. The softness and simple intimacy (whether that be primarily sexual or emotional) that your company alone promised never ceased to amaze him.
Trying to be as quiet as he could manage, Paz shut the door behind him, put his backpack down by the door, and crossed the room to kneel down at your side. He considered leaving you there for the rest of the night- if he did he could go take a nap and then come back and wake you up by eating you out before making you breakfast- but ultimately he wanted to, needed to sleep next to you⊠and he couldnât manage that on the couch.
He got the best sleep when you stayed the night, your chest made a far better pillow and your arms though relatively small provided him with so much warmth that he would be more than content to sleep without any covers (which happened sometimes when you hoarded the blankets).
Paz let out a silent sigh and reached out to stroke the hair away from your face. You stirred in response and he leaned in to press a kiss to your nose, âHey, baby, itâs just me.â
You let out a soft moan, eyes scrunching up before blinking open, looking up at him blearily, âPaz~â
His heart could have burst at the sound of your gentle voice laden with sleep. Carefully so as not to disturb your place, Paz eased the book from your fingers. The exhaustion was palpable on your face, the weight of many hours of work pulling at the edges of your eyes. âI thought youâd be in bed by now.â
You eased yourself up on the cushions, one hand bracing the kitten against your chest. âI wanted to stay up for you. I didnât mean to doze off.â Fuck. Paz was slipping his arms under you faster than you could process and when he stood you were tucked against his chest, kitten, blanket and all. You didnât even seem bothered by the shift, curling your fingers into the neckline of his shirt. The simple touch drove him wild- the burn of your warm skin against his throat like a blowtorch- and the fact that you seemed oblivious to that only made him ache for you more.
When he had gotten you halfway to the bedroom you spoke again in that voice that threatened sleep, âI would've been able to stay up for you if I didnât have to spend three hours on a last minute order for a wedding cake.â
Paz opened the door with his hip. âYou donât have to say yes to every job you know.â
âI know- but the couple was so sweet, I couldnât say no. Plus they paid me double and half on top because of the short notice.â
He laid you out on the bed and replaced the throw blanket with his thick quilt, kitten moving to curl up beside your head on the pillow. The comfortable setting was luring you quickly to sleep again but you were still determined to see him next to you before you shut your eyes again fully. When he didnât immediately join you, you frowned.
Paz eased the crease in your brow with a kiss there, âDonât pout, sweetheart. I just gotta take a shower.â He could have skipped one for now, knowing you wouldnât protest his sweaty skin, but he wanted to be rid of the flecks of blood that had stuck to him, everything that had stuck to him from that ring, before he touched you. You started to protest but Paz silenced you with a searing kiss to your lips, âI wonât be long, I promise.â
If he had thought you would be back asleep by the time he finished he was fooling himself. You scooched backwards on the mattress and petted the space you made in front, âcome here.â
Paz went willingly, instantly. He eased back the covers and shuffled in next to you, clad only in a pair of boxers, hands instantly finding your skin to greedily palm the warmth that radiated from you. You cozied up to him just as naturally, arms wrapping around his neck so that he could tuck his face against the crook of your neck. With the covers pulled over the both of you, Paz felt surrounded by your presence and it calmed any remaining stress he had.
Although he had reprimanded Din for taking a violent approach to defending a womanâs honor, Paz couldnât deny the fact that heâd be just as likely to take a similar action if anyone spoke about you like that- just thinking about those vile, entitled words directed at you made his jaw clench subconsciously. And yet just as soon as that anger stirred up in him, it dissipated again, soothed by the thump of your heart against his chest and the delicate fan of air you puffed over his damp skin.
He was reminded of the first time he told you he loved you; not long ago, in the middle of a good hard fuck when he had you by the hip, lost in the emotion of your eyes to the point where his confession had come out as a babble that became a mantra that he punctuated with each thrust of his hips. You had been on the verge of tears then, overstimulated and shaking, when you returned the words to him from your own lips: I love you too.
âI love you.â Paz whispered.
You snuggled against him tighter, a sleepy sigh escaping you when his hands ran up and down your sides. âI love you too.â
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