#ward meachum imagine

[hughiecampbelle]

Imagine Danny rubbing it in Wards face when he's the one to save you:

Danny knew this wasn't the time to rub it in his face, it wasn't the time to act as childish as he was, not now, but he was asking for it. Ward had a big head on his shoulders, he thought he could do everything without help, even getting you back. He thought he could do it alone, and now, too far in, he realized he couldn't. Time was running out. They both knew it. You hadn't come home, you hadn't contacted with either of them, and Danny feared the worst. Ward thought he was being paranoid, that he was being dramatic. You had a bad habit of losing your phone, leaving it behind, forgetting about it. It didn't worry him, not until Danny made them them go to your house. There they found a mess. Front door broken down, place trashed, even your phone smashed to pieces. Danby knew it wasn't dramatic that he worry this much. He knew it. As soon as Ward saw, he wanted to take it into his own hands. Now they were here, while you were still missing, fighting like they did when they were kids.

*disclaimer: none of the gifs I use are my own nor do I claim them to be my own*

[next-time-on-the-reverse]

Broke my heart - Ward Meachum

It hadn’t been a conscious decision to arrive at the dominating building. Once she’d arrived back here; she had found herself lost in the nostalgia of it all. The buildings hadn’t changed; not one bit. A few of them no longer housed the same tenants but the memories in the brick work still remained.

Rand still held the same looming dread that it had when she was younger. She remembered the eerily busy hallways that she once ran wild in with Danny, Ward and Joy. Her heart froze at the pictures flooding her mind, the three of them laughing as they hide random objects belonging to Danny’s father.

“I promise it’s not as scary as it looks” The voice caught her off-guard. Her hand lifting to her chest as she jumped. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to – Speedy?” It had been years since someone had called her that. That nickname had died when she had left; after Danny had died, after she’d found out about Ward’s abus- she knocked the memory from her mind.

“I- you must have me confused. I have to go” She hurried through her sentence as she clung to the strap of her bag. She barely registered the features of her new companion, not until he had sprinted after her retreating form. His eyes hadn’t changed; the knowing innocence flickered around as though there was nothing but good in the world. He looked so different and yet, she instantly knew who he reminded her of. Danny. Danny was dead = had been dead, if she was to believe the news articles.

“No, no. It’s me. Danny. You used to spit paper at me with Ward, and play chess on a Friday with me. Joy made you a statue for your birthday but you dropped it so I glued it back together whilst you and Ward comforted her. They said you’d moved away, after my ‘death’”  Danny smiled as he emphasised his words. He flicked his fingers up in quotation marks. “Come on, I’m just going to meet them. They’ll be ecstatic that you’re here”

Without hesitation, Danny grabbed her hand. He pulled her into the building racing to the elevator. He kept raving and reminiscing the entire time. Her eyes fell to the bottom of the elevator door, where it met the ground. She let the words fall into the background as she pictured the day she left New York.

She waited longer than necessary, she missed two trains waiting before she boarded the final one. She clutched the second ticket tightly in her fingers as she watched the buildings blur. She’d sent several messages, she rung his home phone. She’d even email, but he hadn’t answered. He was too late.

“Megan is Ward in? Oh could get Joy to join us?” Danny questioned; the woman sat diligently behind the desk nodded before pointing towards the furthest corner. The door had been left open and for a second she could see the left arm of its inhabitant. She froze. The offices had changed little since she was younger. She wondered if behind the back panel of the third elevator she would find the initials. She allowed the smile to grace her features as she tightened her hold on her bag strap.

“I don’t think this is a good idea Danny” She whispered; she wondered if he had heard her or if in his hurry to the office, he had elected to ignore her protest. The nerves had begun to spiral in her stomach, her eyes darting between her hands and the man. She inhaled deeply, settling on the ring wrapped around her left ring finger.

“Nonsense, Ward used to be infatuated with you, Joy told me so. Never stopped talking about you when we were kids. I think he was going to ask you to a dance at one point. He’ll be over the moon you’re here” Rand bounced with each word. His own smile shifting into a grin. He entered the room first; his sudden appearance startling the inhabitant as he muttered his goodbyes.

“I have to go, a madman just entered my office” He grumbled. He hadn’t changed. She found his disgruntled words amusing, as she followed behind Danny. She kept her head down, unable to look at him. He probably didn’t remember her. “Speedy? Danny what-“

“So what’s the big emergency?” Joy’s voice cooed from the opposite door. She did a double take as she glanced at her brother. The shocked expression dancing across his features as he stood immediately. “Ward, you actually need to breath” Joy warned him.

“Hey Joy, long time no see” She laughed lightly, attempting to ease the tension building. The younger Meachum turn swiftly, her eyes widening and a smile forming. She was surprised but, unlike Ward, had recovered almost immediately. Her arms flying around the newest intruder at Rand.

“Oh my God, when did you get back?” Joy questioned.

“This morning, I thought I’d go for a walk before I had to check in at my hotel. I ended up here and met, the very much alive Danny” She responded. “It’s good to see you well, Joy. And you to Ward”

Joy stepped back, dropping her arms. She turned to look at her still shocked brother. She could see the unspoken words attempting to form in his mind. This was a conversation, neither Danny nor her needed to be witness to. Joy all but grabbed Danny by the arm, dragging him from the office.

“Hey” She waved. Ward blinked. “You never used to be so gobsmacked. Mr I have a one liner for everything” She added.

“What are you doing back?” He queried, his eyes roaming her body. They settled on her left hand, the facts were aligning in his head. Ward cleared his throat, fingers idly playing with the papers on his desk. “Congratulations, I think this is where I say it. Nice guy?” He questioned.

“He’s kind. Not my first choice but it wouldn’t have worked out with them anyway” She muttered. Ward nodded. “I’m sorry I should leave. It was good seeing you Ward.”

“That’s it. It’s been years and that’s it. Hi, Ward, stuck for words. Oh by the way I’m getting married, bye” Ward growled. He was angry. He had no right to be, but he was. He felt the sharp sting of jealousy hidden amongst his fury.

“How dare you? You never followed me Ward, I waited at the train station for three hours for you, after everything we went through. You just let me go, you left me alone. Why? What could’ve been more important? Did I mean nothing? Did those late nights when you would turn up at my parents home, bloody, bruised and crying after Harold had got angry, did they mean nothing. I patched you up, I comforted you for hours, I covered for you. We were going to run away. It was your idea and you left me to feel like an idiot. Don’t stand there and get angry with me because I’m getting married.” She shouted. “I love you Ward and you broke my heart” she fumed. 

[trashmenofmarvel]

Imagine Being Ward Meachum’s Personal Assistant

Ward is extremely demanding, a stringent perfectionist, and has little patience for mistakes

The first time he snapped at you, you put your foot down and told him not to speak to you that way, and ever since then he talks to you as an equal

No one lasts as Ward’s assistant longer than two months, but you’ve been there over six months and no one can quite figure out how you “tamed” the Big Bad Wolf

Ward seems to genuinely value your opinion, even as you’re not sure why a CEO would care what you think

The first time you made him laugh was over a biting remark over one of his board members, and he seemed just as surprised as you for his reaction

You hit it off with Danny immediately and soon become thick as thieves to Ward’s great regret (”Great, I have to deal with two of you now”)

Ward begins to give you more responsibility as trust builds between you, and you spend many late nights in his office together eating take out while going over reports and notes

Sometimes your new responsibilities require going to his loft, which would ordinarily be No Big Deal until you realize you had developed a huge crush on your boss

Things get more dicey with the company holiday party coming up, and when you ask him if he’s going and he says no, you tell him he should

When he asks why, you say, “Because I’ll be there, and I’m your favorite person in the world,” and you can tell Ward’s trying not to smile as he says, “That is true”

Catching you completely by surprise, Ward actually shows up to the party, and ignoring the scandalous glares of his board members he spends all of his time with you

The evening ends in the best way possible: Ward manages to catch you in private and kisses you under the mistletoe

[presidentmeachum]

Ward Meachum cooking you breakfast - Imagine

Hey honeys! Here’s another feel good imagine to start the week. I hope all of you have a great week :) Enjoy! <3

You sat up when a hard, buzzing sound suddenly waked you. “What”, you mumbled confused while rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. “Ward?”, you said while you lightly shaked him awake. “Hmm?”, he sounded. “Oh”, he said when he realized you waked him because of the alarm. He sat up and turned it off. “Sorry, it needs to be loud otherwise it won’t wake me”, he grinned. Then he put his arms around you and dragged you back to a laying position while he kissed your face. “Last night..”, he started, and then a cheeky grin formed on his face. “Amazing”, you stated and smiled at him.

While he kept kissing your face he moved on top of you, then fully kissing your mouth. His hands moved from your hips to your thighs. “Hmm”, you sounded and put your legs around his waist, your hands moving to the back of his head where you played with his hair. You enthusiastically moved your hips up and down. Trying to recreate the things you did with him last night. “Hmm, haha”, he sounded through the kiss. “We have to get to work miss”, he smiled. You remembered what day it was. Monday, unfortunately.

“C’mon, we have to get up”, he said as he stopped kissing you. You made a sad puppy face in an attempt to convince him to stay in bed. “I’ll make you breakfast”, he offered. “Well, I have to admit, last night kind of made me hungry”, you said. “How can it not?”, he teased, winking at you. Then he let go of your hips and got out of bed, his hand holding on to yours, slowly dragging you out of bed. “Alright, alright”, you said as you finally stood up.

With his hand he led you to the kitchen and placed you at the kitchen dinner table. “Do you like eggs and bacon?”, he asked. “I do”, you said. “Good, that’s the only ingredients I have at the moment”. You smiled. It was funny how unorganized he could be, especially for a CEO of a Fortune 500 company. He took a pan and he put it on the the stove. Then he made some coffee. You heard the eggs sizzling in the pan, his left hand moving the pan back and forth when sipping his coffee. You enjoyed the sight of his muscular and exposed back and the fact that Ward was actually making you breakfast. You couldn’t resist standing up to give a few kisses on his back. “Hey”, he said as he turned around and looked to you.

The two of you spend the entire weekend together for the first time. On Friday night you had sex with him for the first time and it was amazing. So you stayed at his place for the weekend and the two of you enjoyed each others company, a lot. Sadly the weekend has come to an end and you both have to return to work. You were hoping you could could see him soon.

“What are you doing tonight?”, he asked like he could read your mind, while flipping the eggs. You smiled. “Hanging out with you I hope?”. He turned around and smiled. “Maybe we can go to your place?”. He put the eggs and bacon on a plate with some toast and put it on the dinner table. “Thank you", you said as you sat down. "But sure, I’ll text you my address”. “Great”, he said while taking a bite. “I didn’t know you could cook”, you teased. Ward laughed. “Don’t know if you can call this actual cooking, but thanks”.

Suddenly his expression changed from happy to intense. “I really enjoyed this weekend and.. I really hope we can do this more often”, he said. You realized that admitting this wasn’t typically Ward and therefore you appreciated it even more. “Definitely”. The moment you said it you saw his face light up. All you wanted is to make Ward happy and you felt this weekend was just the beginning of that.

[underatedcharactersunite]

J,L,Q - Relationship Alphabet - Ward Meachum

Requested by Anon

J = Jealous (Who is the jealous one in the relationship? How do they react?)

Ward is one of those people who get jealous fairly easily, yet doesn’t want people to know he’s jealous. He would rather suffer in silence while he watches the scene unfold in front of him. Everything he has ever wanted has been blocked by his Father, he’s been taught that work and business comes first and his emotions should never get in the way of anything. However, for the first time in his life Ward ignored his Father’s advice when he meet you and refused to let you go. He’s so afraid that he might lose you when anyone ever approaches you he’s terrified that you will realise that you could have a much better life with them. It’s not until you are both alone does he confess his jealousy. 

L = Love (What do they love most about their partner?)

Ward definitely loves how much heart you have. He’s so accustomed to observing people who have little to no emotions. He relishes in watching you interact with people with a smile on your face while you enthusiastically have a discussion. He loves how you will do anything for everyone even if you have already made plans previously.   

Q = Quarrel (What do they argue the most about with their partner?)

The two of you argue whenever  Ward’s stressed out, he’s not accustomed to discussing his emotions with someone else so when he gets stressed, he becomes irritable, he doesn’t mean to snap at you but it just happens. Ward never wants to burden you with his problems, but you know there’s something so you pick at it until he reveals what is exactly going on.  

Relationship Alphabet

[imaginethatawriter]

Ward preference- You two attended school (preferably High school or university) together and you’re about a year or two younger than him, so like in between ages from Ward and Joy. You both seem to have feelings for each other but never act upon them since you become really good friends with Joy but she secretly wants you two to just get together and somehow she convinces Danny to help her get them together??? Idk it popped into my head when I saw this cute gif imagine

When I first saw this prompt I was really inspired by it and I decided to write a short drabble for it. I few months and several attempts later I am actually going to finish it. Also I made this in college!

Out of the corner of your eye you spot Danny and Joy whispering to each other behind their hands. You glance over at Ward to see if he’s noticed the two younger students “secret conversation.” But unlike you Ward wasn’t so easily distracted and he was staring steadily at the textbook in front of him. As Danny and Joy continue to giggle in plain sight you lock eyes with Joy and glare at her. 

“What are you guys doing?” 

“Absolutely nothing other than talking.” Joy shoots back immediately with an innocent smile. Beside her Danny mirrors her innocent expression. There isn’t a single particle in your body that actually believes they’re telling the truth. You’ve only known Joy for a year, but you know her well enough to recognize when she’s scheming. 

“I believe that about as much as I believe I’m going to pass this business calc exam.” 

Across from you Ward let’s out a huff of a laugh. “Just ignore them and stop worrying so much. You’re going to be fine.” 

You smile at the small reassurance and bury your head in your own textbook with renewed energy. You failed to notice the conspiratorial grin that passed between Joy and Danny the moment you turned your attention away from them. 

Half an hour passes before the sound of a chair scraping against the ground pulls you out of your concentration. Danny stands from his chair and stretches his arms high above him with an exaggerated yawn. “Well I think I’m heading out for the night.” He packs his bag quickly only to be followed closely by Joy. 

“I think I’m going to pack it in as well. But don’t let us stop you two work-a-holics. Good luck on your exam tomorrow.” Joy says good bye to you quickly, hardly looking in the direction of her brother and completely ignoring him in her good bye. 

You and Ward meet eyes across the table. 

“Is it just me or did they get out of her way to quick.” 

Ward runs a hand through his hair in an attempt to fix the falling strands. “It wasn’t just you. They’ve been really strange recently and I haven’t been able to figure out why.” 

For the moment your textbooks lie on the table. You check your phone only to find it was way too late to study. But you didn’t feel anywhere near confident enough to stop studying now. You scrub your hands over your face. 

“Ward, I really don’t think I can figure this stuff out in time for my exam.” 

Rather than offer his reassurances again he gets out of his chair and moves to sit in the one next to you. “You’re more capable than you think, but show me what you’re having trouble with.” 

Caught off guard you silently slide your textbook over to him, pointing to a specific equation that you can’t figure out. You force yourself to focus on his lesson despite the fact that your arms are pressing together and your year long crush on Ward comes back to haunt you. It takes two different explanations for the equation to finally make sense to you, but it feels like an enormous triumph. 

Ward laughs gently at your over the top celebration of getting a practice problem right. 

“I can finally maybe get some sleep tonight!” You’re halfway through packing your bag when you notice that Ward isn’t packing along with you. 

“Are you still studying, Ward? You have almost perfect grades in all of your classes.” 

“Almost perfect isn’t perfect.” He tries to smile up at you from his seat, but you can tell that all he really wants to do is go to bed. 

“Come on, Ward.” You grab the sleeve of his jacket and tug on it to get him out of his chair. “Do I need to recite my science journals to you. If you don’t get any sleep you perform poorly and existing solely on coffee can lead to higher anxiety and sometimes heart problems.”

“All right all right. I don’t need the lecture.” The senior let’s himself be pulled out of his chair while you quickly pack up his books neatly into his bag. “That coffee fact is bullshit by the way.” 

You look back at Ward’s small smile. “Whatever you say. Don’t come crying to me when you’re having a heart attack.” Ward takes his bag from your hands and slings it over his shoulder. 

“Come on. I’ll walk you back to your apartment. And on the way I’m going to stop and get coffee.” The two of you leave the library behind, walking into the quiet darkness of the campus. 

“Don’t do that it’s so late at night. Besides you only ever drink black coffee. Buying it at a coffee shop is such a waste when I can just make you coffee at my house.” 

“I’ve had your coffee before and it’s shit. There’s hardly any coffee in it at all.” 

You push on his arm causing him to step away from you. “Well if my coffee is so shit we’ll go get a coffee together in the morning after our exam. Deal?” You look over at Ward’s face. The sharp angles of his face casting beautiful shadows. 

“Deal, but you can’t spend the whole time complaining about how you ‘totally failed that exam.’“

[the-bat-writes-imagines]

PDA With Ward Meachum Headcanons

-Ward being a little more reserved about Public Displays of Affection than some because he has a public image to maintain. That does not mean that is completely against PDA though.

-Him being particularly nervous about showing off his emotions in the beginning of your relationship, because of how his father taught him to suppress what he feels.

-Over time he becomes a little more comfortable about letting his emotions show in front of other people. He is, however, never very obvious or over the top about his affection.

-Ward is not a fan of hand-holding when you are walking somewhere together, but he will offer you his arm to hold though, while you are out. 

-If he is feeling particularly jealous or protective he will stay close by your side and keep his arm tucked around your waist.

-He will sometimes give you quick kiss on the cheek or the temple, but that’s usually as far as it goes when you are in public together.

-He loves to invite you to be his plus one at any company events and stays by your side the whole night. He introduces you to his business partners and others with pride and a smile.

-Him getting having to hide his blush when you initiate any PDA, particularly if it involves you kissing his cheek.

-Ward secretly appreciating when you act affectionately towards him in front of others because it makes him feel appreciated and happy to know that you are proud to be with him.

-He smiles at you when you whenever you take his arm or give him a quick kiss on the cheek. It is something that he has had to adjust to over time, but now he is far less uncomfortable than he used to be.

[imagines-everyfandom]

x

[apocalyptically]

fic: seasons (ward meachum x reader)

From springtime strolls to warming up in the winter: fluffy snapshots of Ward Meachum through the seasons. 3138 words. Read it on AO3.

This was supposed to be a four-sentence, seasonal-aesthetic sort of thing and... slowly escalated? Ward has that effect on me. The premise is that Ward and Reader grew close, having been through the pain and angst of Iron Fist S1 together (I also took liberties with the timeline and included references to the events of The Defenders), but it takes a while for one of them to make the first move.

[joekeerysfreckles]

Forever wishing I had a working computer so I could write Ward Meachum fics. 😭😭😭

[imagine-marvellous-things]

Requested by anonymous

[hughiecampbelle]

Imagine your brother Danny hating that you side with your husband Ward:

"Don't do this, Danny."

"How can I not? He's my husband and you're constantly slandering his name." You hated the way your brother laughed at him, mocked him for everything he did. Ward wasn't perfect, but neither was he. When your brother appeared out of nowhere, coming back from the dead, the first thing he ever commented on was your name. Y/n Rand no longer existed, but y/n Meachum did. He couldn't believe it. He felt betrayed. And so did you. After so long, you mourned him, you mourned your whole family, living the majority of your life without them, wishing it was you on that plane with them. But you were a little kid, young and sick, and the Meachums offered to watch you while they went on that trip. Your parents promised when they got back, and you were feeling better, they'd teat you to a day out, whatever you wanted to do or wherever you wanted to go. That was the last thing they ever said to you, though. Promise broken.

"He's not as great as you think." Dannys glowing fists smashed into the table. He grit his teeth, wishing you knew what was going on. Ward was hiding too much from you, an entire life, but you were too naive to realize that, to realize your husband, the so called love of your life was a completely different person than you knew. He didn't want you to get hurt finding out later than sooner. He could feel that this was putting a divide between you two, putting a strain on the relationship you just got back, one you never thought you'd ever have. But you had to know. If it wasn't going to come from Ward, then it would be from him.

"He was there for me when no one else was. You have no idea, because you weren't there. You have no right to say a goddamn thing about him."

*disclaimer: none of the gifs I use are my own nor do I claim them to be my own*

[next-time-on-the-reverse]

Ward Meachum - Just talk

A/N: i don’t where this went, I just had a thought and it ran into this some how sort of stream of consciousness. I don’t know, I’m a little tired and in the mood to write something for Ward.

Keys clattered unceremoniously onto the kitchen counter as the man began rummaging through his fridge. At times like these he craved the bitter flavour of beer. His day had never been so bad; if dealing with the knowledge his previously cancer-ridden deceased father was in fact alive and well was hard, adding the sudden entrance of his dead friend was harder. Said dead friend who just so happens to own fifty-one percent of thei-his company.

Ward cleared his throat as he ran his fingers over his dwindling groceries; his eyes slid shut at the dawning realisation. He was supposed to go shopping today, it was penned into his diary and he was more than eager to go somewhere that wasn’t the penthouse or Rand Enterprises. The tired Meachum pulled out his last bottle as he fought with the cap. Inevitably he’d reach for the bottle open in the drawer – but for now he was content with struggling with the metal.

He could hear the gentle thrum from the television in the other room and he found comfort in the noise, he was certain that as he wondered closer to the source he’d find them simultaneously reading a book and listening to some soap opera re-run. He was glad that even with everything going wrong, he was right about them.

“You’re home late” They smiled. There had been no malice in the words, no hidden meaning in the tone or violent outburst within the syllables. It was a simple statement that lead nowhere in particular. He hid his chuckle within a huff of air as he stepped closer. His free hand had begun to fidget with his tie and top button. He was keen to rid himself of the restricting item. Even more so recently. “There’s some pizza in the oven, I cheated and ordered take-out. You paid” They grinned and he found himself laughing along.

The way Ward Meachum flopped onto his sofa would’ve had his mother turning in her grave. He was raised better than to forget that he had a spine and was still holding a full bottle of beer; and yet, his mind refused to linger on that thought. Instead he opted to place his head on their shoulder and his feet on the coffee table in front of him.

“Bad day?” They quizzed. He nodded against their shoulder. He was almost certain that should he choose to speak; all the information he kept from them, for their own safety, would invade the space. Ward had thought long and hard about the consequences and they always outweighed the guilt that would consume him. “Want to talk about it?”

“No, I just want to just sit here and talk about your day until we fall asleep” He announced with a soft sigh. It was his favourite thing to do – he’d spent so much of his day talking to people that all he ever wanted to do was listen to someone else. He wanted to imagine their carefree day or how Jerry from three doors down had been having an affair with Denise from a different block. He wanted to hear about the trivial things that plagued their day rather than the messed up things that did his.

“We can do that” They stated. “I was waiting you to come do grocery shopping with me and I ran into Nikolae from my gym, his dad just had some heart attack or something, I said we’d go over for dinner one night, the guy was really torn up about it, I mean who wouldn’t be. Also Joy called earlier, she sounded really shaken up but wouldn’t say why.” Ward drifted slightly, lulled by the sound of their voice as they continued. He sunk further into his seat, his mind numbing the thoughts of Danny Rand and his family. “Oh and the doctor said that if you don’t turn up to the scans, he’s going to throw you out when the baby comes”

“I love you” Ward interrupted, “I don’t think I tell you enough, but I love you, and I promise you that when he or she comes I’m going to start working less hours. I’m going to spend as much time as I can with you both”

[trashmenofmarvel]

[presidentmeachum]

Waking up with Ward Meachum - Imagine

Good morning honeys! I thought we could use a good start of a new week so here’s a feel good imagine :) This is what it’s like to wake up with Ward. Enjoy <3 - Day 3 of WARDMAS

A whirlwind of coldness surrounded you as soon as you pushed the blanket off. Getting up was extra painful this time of the year because of the weather. You were sure it was going to snow one of these days. You sighed while sitting on the edge of the bed, staring in the distance, thinking of the many things you have to do today. The past two days were very relaxing and you were thankful you had a weekend at the end of every workweek. If it wasn’t for those two days, you would be long gone. The weekend also gave you a chance to see your boyfriend. Thankfully he understood your busy lifestyle. You were sure it was part of the reason you started dating each other. So the two of you just rested and spend some quality time together at Saturday. On Sunday you often took a walk and ate lunch. Because the two of you felt so relaxed while hanging out with each other, it gave you the opportunity to be honest with each other. There is a lot of trust and the both of you felt very safe. It is amazing how much you cared about him and it made you utterly happy.

You sighed again. Time to get up. While rubbing your eyes, you walked to the bathroom and got ready. Then you put some clean working clothes on. Your job is to make drafts for civil architectural projects. That’s how you and Ward met. So you’re working clothes are very different than you’re personal style. You looked at your watch. It was 6.44 A.M. and you had your first meeting of the day at 8, but it was all the way in Brooklyn. So you had to hurry. Quickly you made some coffee and carried two cups back to the bedroom.

When you entered the bedroom Ward was still in a very deep sleep. His body half covered with the blanket. During the night he usually pushes it off because he gets hot. Well, hotter than usual. You were glad he was finally getting some sleep.

The rising sun lay a red glow upon the city. His torso was covered in a red and purple glow. It was like he was one with the sunset, sleeping peacefully.You smiled at the sight of him sleeping in your bed.

You put the two mugs on the night stand and took a seat on the edge of the bed. “Wake up honey”, you whispered as you stroked his hair. “Hmm”, he sounded. “What are you doing? You’re dressed already? It’s early, come back to bed”, he mumbled frowning, squinting his eyes. “It’s not early for me”, you smiled. Then he opened his eyes fully and looked at you, the red light of the sun covering his face and bringing out the green color of his eyes.

Then you began giving small kisses on his knee, to his upper leg, his torso all the way to his neck. You knew kissing him awake was one of the best options to wake him and the least irritating to him. When you reached the sensitive spot on his neck he let out a low grunt. “Please, I don’t want to get up. Let’s just stay in bed all day”, he smiled down at you. “Nope, can’t do. I’ll be back tonight”, you said as you sat up, looking down at him. “Besides, you have to get to work yourself”, you teased. He lifted his hand to you face and put some stranded hairs behind your ear. His thumb stroked your cheekbone while he looked sweetly at you. “I don’t want to”, he dryly responded, a half grin on his face.

“Come on, get up Ward”, you tried again. He threw his arms up in defeat and finally sat up. You handed him the mug and you both enjoyed the sunrise. He put his arm around you and pulled you closer, giving you a very intense but loving look. “What?”, you chuckled. “I know you are going to do great again today”, he smiled. “You are amazing”. His loving words meant so much to you. Especially because he knew that you were struggling sometimes. The fact that he believed in everything you did, warmth your heart and you were extremely thankful that you could start the day like this with Ward. He kissed your forehead as he squeezed you tighter and you enjoyed the beautiful colors the city displayed with him before starting your day.

[scarletshadowsx]

Ward Meachum

(Finally! I’ve written something for Ward. I intended for this to be a one fic kind of thing, but since I don’t have the time to write as much as I’d like, I decided on making it into multiple parts instead. So here’s part 1 of my little series. I’m looking forward to how this will come together. Lots of ideas floating about so who knows where I’ll go with this. Feedback would be greatly appreciated as always.)

Keep Me Grounded (Pt.1)

It was always Joy’s idea in trying to get Ward to do something non-work related. She could tell he was stressing out more than usual with this guy going around proclaiming to be Danny Rand and their soon to be expansion in China. To be honest, they both needed to have a little break from work. The only reason Ward agreed to this, is because he knew Joy would ask him again until he eventually said yes. When he said yes the first time she asked him, she was surprised.

“Oh. Alright then. I’ll make reservations at that new restaurant that just opened not too far from here.” She tells him.

Ward nods his head.

He’s already regretting his choice, but if it would make his sister happy to have some down time, he guesses it couldn’t hurt.

And besides they needed to get their minds off this Danny Rand character that’s been hanging around. As much as Joy wants to believe her childhood friend is alive, Ward knows it’s just some sicko playing a cruel joke.

“Our reservation is at 8.” She says heading out his office.

As he’s watching the clock tick away and getting closer to 8, Ward is debating on whether or not he should tell Joy to call one of her friends to go with her instead.

As he gets out his seat, Joy comes back into his office with her coat and purse.

“We should get going in case there’s any traffic.”

But Joy knows that expression on Ward’s face all too well.

“You’re not planning on bailing on me, are you?” she asks.

“Joy, why don’t you call one of your friends or get someone here at the office to go with you?”

“Seriously? No Ward, I’m not letting you sit another night in here. We’re going. Even if it’s just for one night, you and I both know we need to get away from the office for a bit. We won’t stay for more than an hour.”

Ward sighs, running his fingers through his hair.

“Fine. Let’s go before I change my mind.” He says grabbing his coat from the back of his chair.

It was a good call on Joy’s part in having them leave Rand when they did. The city is always busy around this time, but the traffic seems to be worse tonight.

When they get to the restaurant, Ward’s mood worsens when he sees the number of people inside.

Inevitably, since it’s the opening of this brand new five-star restaurant it was packed.

The man at the front door is yelling “Reservations only!”

When Joy and Ward reach the entrance, the man ask for their names to make sure they are on the list before ushering them inside.

As he ushers them in, a waiter comes up and show’s them to their table.

“Thank you.” Joy says to the waiter as they’re seated.

“This view is incredible.” She says admiring the sight of the city from the large windows that are spread along the walls of the three-story establishment.

“We see the same view from our offices.” Ward adds under his breath.

Joy scoffs. “Come on Ward, at least try to have a good time.”

When the waiter comes back, Joy orders a bottle of wine for the both of them as they wait for their meal.

Joy is making small talk and Ward is trying to have a good time.

The keyword is “trying.”

He’d rather be at the office. He’s never liked going out to these kinds of restaurants, especially if it was for business. He always found himself preferring to get food brought to the office so he can enjoy it on his own. 

Their food doesn’t take long to get to them.

The meal was great and even though Joy said they wouldn’t stay for more than hour they eventually do. 

He doesn’t want to tell her that he wants to leave, this is the best mood he’s seen her in all week.

If Joy wanted to sit here until the restaurant closed, he wouldn’t say a word.

Luckily for him about ten minutes’ pass before she says she’s ready to go.

She excuses herself to restroom as he waits for the check.

When Joy doesn’t come back to the table, Ward figures she probably thought he went to wait outside for the car already.

After he pays and gets up from the table, he spots Joy at the bar talking to someone.

When she sees him, Joy motions for him to come over.

“Y/N this is my brother Ward. Ward this is Y/N.” Joy smiles at the two of them.

When Ward turns towards her, he’s stunned.

It’s not like he hasn’t seen a beautiful woman before, but there’s something about her smile and her soft (Y/E/C) eyes that has him sputtering while he reaches out to shake her hand.

“Nice to meet you.” Ward finally manages to get out.

“It’s nice to meet you as well.” She says still smiling.

“Y/N is a friend of mine from college. I haven’t seen her in years.” Joy tells her brother before he looks down at his phone when he receives a text message from their driver.

“Our driver is here.”

“Okay. Y/N we have to do something now that you’re back. I’ll set something up maybe for next Thursday?”

“Next Thursday is perfect.”

“Perfect, I’ll see you then.” Joy says as she moves to hug her friend.

“It was nice meeting you.” Y/N says to Ward.

“It was nice meeting you too.” He responds as him and Joy head towards the front exit.

But before he walks out the building, Ward turns to catch one more glimpse of her sitting at the bar.

“Ward. I need to ask for a favor.” Joy says as she walks into his office.

“What’s wrong?”

“You remember Y/N, right? I introduced you to her the other night.”

Of course he remembered her. For some reason, he hadn’t stopped thinking about this girl since they left.

“Yes, I remember her.” He says clearing his throat.

“We made plans tonight, but something came up and I can’t make it…”

“Joy, no. Just tell her you can’t make it and make plans for another day.” Already knowing what Joy is going to ask him.

“We made reservations and she’s already there!”

How did Joy expect him to fill in for her when he barely knows this girl?

“Ward please.”

“Joy.”

“Ward.” Joy is basically staring Ward down.

“Fine.” Ward sighs throwing his hands up in defeat.

“Thank you.”

“Where do I meet her?”

“The same restaurant we met her at.”

“Alright.” Ward says as he walks out the office.

On the drive over to the restaurant, to say Ward was freaking out is a bit of an understatement. He barely knows this girl, but yet he hasn’t stopped thinking about her. They said hello and goodbye and that’s it. But here he is being thrown into having dinner with a girl he’s barely said more than 10 words to. This should be interesting.

When he gets to the restaurant, he spots her seated at one of the tables.

“Y/N.”

“Ward, it’s nice to see you again.” She says standing to shake his hand.

“It’s great to see you again too, I’m sorry Joy couldn’t make it.”

“It’s fine. I’m sure you’re just as good of company as she is.” She smiles.

“I hope so.”

When he takes the seat opposite her, he already has the feeling that this is going to be a long night.

It’s either going to go terrible or they’ll both end up having a good time.

Luckily enough, they end up having a terrific time.

It’s going so well, that they’ve completely lost track of time. 

For three hours they’ve been here talking about almost any and everything.

When she tells him that should probably get going, he offers to give her a ride home.

Ward doesn’t remember the last time he’s been this at ease and comfortable around another person that wasn’t Joy.

He offers her a ride home just to keep this night going a little while longer.

When they arrive at her apartment she tells Ward that she had a great time and he expects that to be it, but when she says “We should do this again.” He doesn’t say no.

“Maybe in a couple of weeks?.” She asks.

“Absolutely.”

“Great, thank you again for tonight.” She smiles at him as she gives him her number.

“No, thank you. I look forward to seeing you again.” Ward tells her before she shuts the car door and walks up the steps of her apartment.

When he’s heading back to the office, the only thing going through his mind is how a couple of weeks is too long to have to see her again.

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