#uh i completely dont remember which tags ive responded to and which not but i think

[restinpeacesensei]

it’s his favorite character

[thequeenofadream]

Sucker ( Gwilym Lee x Reader)

Summary: it’s sucker by the jonas brothers okay.

Words: 952

Notes: dfjksfdsnfkjds know this is the second time ive written for gwily and it’s once again provacative but i swear i didn’t mean for it to end up like this so uh yeah warning i guess provacative 

A/N:  YES THIS WAS INSPIRED BY THE JONAS BROTHERS I DONT CARE FUCK YOU. jdskfs sorry im just really emotional today maybe bc of my period I DON’T KNOW. anyways this is the shortest fic i’ve made so sorry i guess part two is possible i guess idk u decide????

☀ tagging: @obsessedwithrogertaylor @malekdarling @i-padfootblack-things

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You stood by the food table at a party that celebrated the last day of shooting for Bohemian Rhapsody which you were a makeup artist on. Rami, acting as Freddie Mercury, decided to hold a party at his house for everyone to go to. There was music, desserts and most importantly, alcohol. Seven Seas of Rhye played over the speakers as you pumped your fist into the air.

‘I belong to you forever, ever, ever!’

You've been a fan of Queen since forever, so naturally when you were asked to do makeup for Rami as Freddie, you screamed. You giggled at your dorkiness, spilling a bit of the alcohol on the floor. You were too caught up with the whole feeling of being there, that you didn't notice Gwilym coming up to you.

“(Y/N)! It seems like you're having a lot of fun.”

He chuckled whilst watching you ‘attempt’ to sing all the voices on the song, including Roger’s falsetto. Upon hearing his voice, you calmed down and laughed along with him.

“I mean how can you not?! I feel like Fred’s spirit is somewhere in here.”

You gestured to the party that happened to be in full swing. You didn't think there was a single gloomy face in the room; if there was you were ready to turn it upside down.

“You got me there.”

He let out a soft chuckle, feeling the excitement radiate straight off of you. You did Rami’s makeup, but that didn’t mean you didn’t mingle with the rest of the cast. You were so bubbly and friendly, it was sort of a war between you and joe. You took another sip of you drink of your drink; you thought you needed a boost of confidence before doing what you were going to do.  You put your cup down on the table and grabbed Gwilym’s hand. He was taken aback by the sudden gesture, but didn’t let go.

“Let’s dance!”

You pulled him through the crowd and he just followed without hesitation. You stopped when you got in the middle of the crowd and let go of him. ‘Back Chat’ started to play and the whole mood of the party changed.

‘Back chat, back chat. You burn all my energy.’

“Good thing, Brian isn’t here” You snickered, remembering how much he hated hot space, most especially back chat. Gwilym laughed along nervously, not really knowing what to do. In all honesty, He didn’t have the best dance movements.

Your hips started to sway to the rhythm of the music. You weren’t trying to dancing seriously, but you sure were feeling the song. Meanwhile, Gwilym was trying to be in sync with you. He eventually caught up with you, but a million way of how this could go wrong was running through his head.

“You okay there Gwil?”

You stopped and asked, concerned by the serious face he had put on. He realised his tense face and calmed down, convincing you he was fine.

“Oh yeah! I’m just not the best dancer, if we’re being honest.”

You laughed at his statement. You thought he was doing great, so you assured him he was.

“Aw, don’t worry, darling. You’re doing absolutely fabulous.” He blushed profusely, trying to wrap his head around what you had just said, but before he could say anything you continued talking.

“Anyways, I know a lot of other things you’re great it.” You winked. Gwilym froze up, wondering what you meant. Whatever way you meant it, it made him blush even harder.

“Like what?” He dared to ask, and you just smirked in response. He knew that smile. It was the smile you gave on set when you and Joe had set up a prank for the rest of the cast to find. You were up to something. You stepped forward ever so slightly, giving him a hair’s breadth of space.

“Guitar.”

You replied so simply, yet the way you said had so much depth. Your casual lively voice had dropped to a sultry one. Your face was inches away from his and Gwilym was finally ready to hit back, but you beat him to it as usual.

“Anyways, I’ve gotta head back to my hotel. It’s getting pretty late and I’m leaving for LA at ten in the morning.” You stepped back, giving him room to breath, smiling innocently. You weren’t lying, you had to do makeup on another movie.

“Oh really?” He asked, amused by your sudden excuse.

“Oh yes really.” You responded raising an eyebrow. He sighed, knowing you were serious.

“Well, this isn’t over.” He said, crossing his arms. You chuckled at how frustrated he was, so you decided to reward him in the smallest way.

You stood on your tiptoes and gave a quick peck on the lips. It didn’t very last very long, it probably lasted for a millisecond, but Gwilym’s jaw dropped a second after. You stepped back down to see the man in complete shock at what you had done.

“Yeah, I know it isn’t, so if you’re in LA, be sure to give send me message.” You winked as Gwilym tried his best to snap out of it.

“Yeah yeah.” He spoke mindlessly, his thoughts were still full of the wonderful being that was you. Your smile was ingrained in his brain and he couldn’t get his mind off you.

You started to walk away and gave a small wave; Gwilym waved back and that was the last he saw of you for the night. Thought that may have been the last he saw of you, that definitely wasn’t the last time he thought of you.

To say simply, he was a sucker for you.