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theonottsbxtch · 1 month ago

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Your Charles series was so good. And your writing is amazing.

Could you maybe do something where reader is friends with Arthur’s GF- Jade or someone in his friend group and she meets Charles and he literally has a fall in love at first sight moment with her and maybe he becomes a bit obsessed 🫶🏻🫶🏻

LOVE ME, BABY | CL16

an: i did a mix of a smau and written for this one and since i'm moving to france again soon i'm making her french ehehe

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monaco casino, arthur's birthday

The night buzzed with a certain energy Charles knew all too well. The Casino de Monte-Carlo was alive with high society types, gamblers, and tourists, all bathing in the golden glow of the chandeliers. A typical night in Monaco, he supposed, but something about tonight felt different.

Charles had come here to celebrate Arthur’s birthday, content with blending into the backdrop. The Austin Grand Prix was just a week away, and while most people recognised his face, tonight wasn’t about the spotlight. That was Arthur’s role tonight, surrounded by his circle of friends. For once, Charles was glad to slip into the shadows.

He’d just stepped away from the table, heading towards the bar when it happened. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw you, gliding through the crowd like you didn’t belong in all this glitz, as though you were in your own world. Your dark hair fell effortlessly over your shoulders, and the understated elegance of your dress caught his eye. Not flashy, not trying too hard.

Then, in one brief, perfect moment, you brushed against him.

The light contact jolted him from his thoughts, and before he could even react, you turned, eyes wide with surprise.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” Your voice, soft and clear, carried the unmistakable lilt of a French accent.

Charles’s world tilted as your eyes met his. He wasn’t used to this—the sudden quiet that seemed to fill the room, as though all the noise had fallen away in your presence. And yet, here you were, pulling him into that stillness.

You didn’t look at him the way people usually did. There was no spark of recognition, no polite nod that said, I know who you are. Just calm, curious eyes, waiting for a response.

Charles cleared his throat, his usual confidence faltering. “Yes… sorry, I—”

“Are you alright?” you asked, a faint smile playing at your lips, almost teasing.

He couldn’t help but laugh softly, surprised by how easily you handled the situation. Handled him. That never happened to Charles Leclerc. People usually fumbled over their words, especially in places like this where Formula One drivers were practically worshipped. But you? You were treating him like he was just another guy in a suit, standing in your way.

“I’m… Charles,” he managed, extending his hand automatically.

You glanced at his hand, but instead of shaking it, you smiled politely and looked past him, scanning the corridor. “Nice to meet you, Charles. But I really need to find the bathroom before I get even more lost in here.”

And just like that, you were leaving. The most baffling part? You still had no idea who he was.

“Uh, it’s just down that corridor to the right,” he said, voice a bit steadier now but still trailing after you as you moved away.

“Thanks.” You shot him one last glance, smiled briefly, and disappeared into the crowd, leaving him standing there with an unfamiliar feeling settling in his chest.

Charles was used to attention. But this? This was different. A fleeting encounter, barely lasting seconds, yet it had left something behind he couldn’t quite shake. You’d treated him like anyone else. Not a celebrity, not a driver—just another person. And that intrigued him more than anything.

With a sigh, Charles turned back towards the bar, trying to push the thought of you out of his mind.

But minutes later, back at the table with Arthur and the others, his thoughts kept drifting. He couldn’t shake the memory of you, couldn’t help but glance at the entrance now and then, half hoping, half expecting to see you again.

And then, there you were.

You moved through the crowd with a quiet confidence, your head held high, walking straight towards the table. Charles’s pulse quickened as you drew closer, your gaze sweeping across the group until it landed on him.

Jade noticed you first, her face lighting up. “Darling! There you are!” She jumped up, pulling you in for a quick hug.

Charles watched in amusement, barely concealing a smirk. You hadn’t recognised him yet, still oblivious to the fact that you’d just met him.

You sat beside Jade, and Arthur leaned over, gesturing towards Charles. “I don’t think you’ve met Charles here, have you?” His grin was wide, completely unaware of the encounter that had already unfolded.

You glanced his way, and for a split second, something flickered in your eyes. But you kept your expression composed, only hesitating for a moment before replying smoothly.

“No, I don’t think I have.”

Charles leaned forward, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. You were good. Playing it off like the two of you hadn’t just crossed paths minutes ago. The fact that you weren’t acknowledging it only made him more curious.

He extended his hand again, this time with a knowing look in his eyes. “Pleasure to meet you.”

“Likewise,” you replied, your gaze meeting his directly, a glint of challenge flickering there.

Arthur, still oblivious to the undercurrent between you two, continued on casually. “Charles’s been in Monaco as long as you. Just got back from testing in Italy.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Testing?”

“He’s a Formula One driver,” Jade added, glancing between you and Charles.

Charles didn’t take his eyes off you. He saw the moment of realisation in your eyes, just the slightest widening before you regained your composure. But he caught it. You’d finally connected the dots.

You recovered gracefully, your voice smooth and unaffected. “I guess I’ve been too busy to follow sports.”

Charles let out a low chuckle. You were definitely good at this game. And the best part? You weren’t going to make it easy for him.

“That’s what makes it interesting,” he replied, his gaze steady on you.

Jade quickly pulled your attention to something else, and Charles watched as you turned away, part of him disappointed, but another part relieved. It gave him a moment to take you in fully, to process what had just happened. You hadn’t recognised him—not as a Formula One driver, not as anyone of importance. You’d smiled, thanked him, and carried on.

As the conversation at the table continued, Charles found his thoughts drifting back to you, glancing your way more often than he should. There was something about the way you carried yourself—an effortless kind of allure, unpretentious and completely disarming.

He realised he’d been too quiet when Arthur nudged him, snapping him out of his reverie.

“Charlie, you alright?” Arthur raised an eyebrow, his tone curious.

Charles blinked, forcing a grin. “Yeah, yeah. Just thinking.”

Arthur chuckled, clearly unconvinced. “About your next race or something?”

Charles’s eyes flicked back to you, now laughing at something Jade had said, completely unaware of the fact that you were occupying his mind.

“Actually,” Charles said, lowering his voice so only Arthur could hear, “I was wondering if you could give me her number.”

Arthur looked puzzled. “Her? Really?”

Charles rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “Yeah, she’s... different. I’d like to get to know her.”

"Alright, I get it," Arthur said, his voice low enough so the others couldn’t hear. He glanced over at you, then back at Charles, his smile fading into something more serious. "But no can do, mate. She’s Jade’s best friend."

Charles blinked. "What’s that got to do with anything?"

Arthur shrugged, his grin returning. "It means I’m not getting involved. If you want her number, you’re going to have to ask her yourself."

Charles felt a jolt of panic surge through him. "Ask her myself?" The words came out louder than intended, and he quickly lowered his voice when you glanced in their direction. He cleared his throat, trying to appear nonchalant. "I mean, you can’t just—"

"Nope," Arthur cut him off, his expression completely unyielding. "I’m not risking it. Do you know how long it took me to win over Jade? If I mess this up by playing matchmaker and it doesn’t work out, I’m screwed."

Charles groaned inwardly. Arthur’s girlfriend, Jade, was lovely, but he had to admit—Arthur had a point. The last thing he wanted was to stir up any drama, especially with you being Jade’s best friend. But still, the thought of approaching you directly made his pulse quicken.

"You’re really not going to help me out here?" Charles asked, trying one last time.

Arthur grinned like he was thoroughly enjoying the sight of a Formula One driver getting flustered over a girl. "Not a chance. But look at it this way—you’re Charles Leclerc, mate. You can handle it."

Charles stared at him, deadpan. "You realise I drive at 300 kilometres an hour for a living, right? This is way more terrifying."

Arthur burst out laughing, slapping him on the back. "Good luck, mate."

Charles watched as Arthur leaned back in his chair, clearly done with the conversation. He couldn’t believe it. Ask her myself. He glanced at you again, and his heart did that strange, unfamiliar thing where it skipped a beat. This was insane.

But there was no way around it.

He took a deep breath and downed the rest of his drink, trying to steel his nerves. The next race was nothing compared to this. Alright, he thought, just go over there and act normal. But even as he thought it, he knew ‘normal’ was the last thing he’d be able to pull off around you.

How had this become the hardest thing he’d ever done?

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jade's apartment

You were lounging on the sofa, the late afternoon light filtering through the blinds, casting soft, golden streaks across Jade’s apartment. She was curled up in the armchair across from you, scrolling through her phone and sipping tea. It was one of those rare, lazy afternoons where nothing was pressing, and the air was filled with the comforting hum of nothingness. A perfect break.

“So, what are you and Arthur up to tonight?” you asked absently, flicking through the channels without much interest.

Jade glanced up, shrugging. “Not sure yet. He mentioned something about Charles going to England tomorrow for testing, so we might just go out for dinner and come back unless he wants to go and see Charles.”

Before you could respond, there was a soft knock at the door.

“That’ll be him,” Jade said, setting her cup down and stretching.

You got up to answer the door, opening it to find Arthur standing there, a familiar cheeky grin on his face.

"Alright, ladies?" he said, stepping into the apartment with the ease of someone who's done it a hundred times before. He gave Jade a quick kiss on the cheek before plopping himself down beside her on the armchair, completely at home.

"Hey, Arthur," you said, sitting back down on the sofa. "Heard Charles’s off to England tomorrow? Are you going to see him tonight?"

“Yeah,” Arthur says, leaning back and draping his arm across the back of Jade’s chair. “Got some testing to do, nothing major, just a quick day trip, so we’ll be home tonight.”

“Must be exhausting,” you commented, more out of politeness than anything. Formula One life sounded glamorous, but you couldn’t imagine the constant travel.

Arthur chuckled. “Yeah, he’s got a crazy schedule, that one. Actually…” He hesitated for a moment, shooting a glance at Jade that you didn’t catch, then continued, “Charles is looking for someone to dogsit while he’s away. Just for the day, really. His usual sitter fell through.”

You blinked, surprised. “Charles has a dog?”

“Yeah, a small dachshund. Leo. Sweetest thing you’ve ever seen,” Arthur said, his voice casual but you missed the slight edge of anticipation that lingered beneath his tone.

You glanced at Jade, who was suddenly very interested in her tea, and shrugged. “I could do it. I’ve not got any plans tomorrow anyway, and I’ve been wanting an excuse to get out for a walk. Might be nice to have some company.”

For a brief moment, neither Jade nor Arthur said anything. It was like they’d frozen, and you were about to ask if you’d said something weird when Arthur cleared his throat.

“Yeah? That’d be brilliant,” he said, flashing a quick smile at Jade before looking back at you. “Charles will appreciate that. Leo’s great, really. You’ll get along.”

You nodded, thinking it was no big deal. “Happy to help. I love dogs.”

Jade set her cup down a little too carefully, and you missed the look she shared with Arthur—a quick, knowing glance, a barely-there smile. It was the kind of look that was exchanged between people who were clearly up to something, but you were oblivious, already thinking about what you’d need to bring for Leo’s day out.

Arthur leaned forward, grinning now, clearly pleased with how smoothly things were going. “I’ll let Charles know. I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning and drop you off at his place?”

“Perfect,” you said, pulling your knees up to your chest and settling back into the cushions. “I’ll make sure Leo’s well looked after.”

Arthur and Jade shared another glance, but you were too busy scrolling through your phone now, thinking about where you’ll take Leo for a walk. Maybe the park nearby?

Jade stretched, standing up and nudging Arthur’s arm. “We should probably get going, yeah? Need to go pick something up from your mother’s salon.” she said, clearly making something up on the spot.

Arthur jumped to his feet, playing along smoothly. “Right, yeah, can’t forget about that.”

You waved them off, entirely unaware of the little conspiracy brewing right under your nose. “See you tomorrow, then.”

As they left, Jade turned back, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “You’ll love Leo, trust me.”

“Looking forward to it,” you called back, smiling.

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charles' apartment, late at night

Charles dragged his suitcase behind him, feeling the familiar ache of travel settle into his muscles. The testing had gone well, but the flight back from England had drained him more than usual. All he could think about was getting home, maybe grabbing a quick bite to eat, and collapsing into bed.

As he unlocked the door and stepped inside, something felt off. Normally, Leo would be at the door within seconds, his tail wagging like crazy, eager to greet him after any amount of time apart. But today, there was no thundering of paws, no excited whining. The house was still, unusually quiet.

“Leo?” he called out softly, frowning as he dropped his bag by the entrance.

No response.

His concern grew as he walked further into the living room, the sight before him making him stop in his tracks. There, curled up on the sofa, was Leo—and beside him, fast asleep, was you. Your head was resting on a cushion, and Leo’s small dachshund head was draped lazily over your legs. Both of you looked completely peaceful, completely unaware of the world.

Charles blinked, feeling something in him soften at the sight. He’d forgotten for a moment that Arthur had mentioned you’d offered to look after Leo while he was away. Seeing you there, though, sprawled out on his sofa, completely at ease with Leo beside you, was… unexpected. But in the best possible way.

A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he quietly stepped closer. Leo’s ears flicked up as he noticed Charles, but the dog didn’t move, simply blinked sleepily before resting his head back on you, clearly not ready to leave his comfortable spot. Charles chuckled under his breath. Traitor.

His eyes moved back to you. You were still in your casual clothes, one arm draped across your chest, your breathing soft and steady. He felt his chest tighten, this strange warmth creeping up on him as he stood there watching. He could see why Leo hadn’t come rushing to the door—you were good company, after all.

Charles sighed quietly, rubbing the back of his neck. As much as he wanted to crash right there on the sofa himself, beside you, he knew you’d be more comfortable in a bed. He hesitated for a second before moving closer, carefully reaching down and gently sliding one arm under your legs and the other under your shoulders. You stirred slightly as he lifted you, but didn’t wake, your head leaning into his chest as he carried you through the apartment to his bedroom.

You felt light in his arms, your face peaceful as he laid you down on the bed, tucking the covers around you carefully. His heart gave an unfamiliar lurch as he stepped back, watching for just a moment as you settled into the blankets, still fast asleep.

Charles smiled softly to himself, shaking his head as he quietly left the room, closing the door behind him. He glanced back at the sofa where Leo had curled up, already resuming his nap. “Looks like I’ll be taking your spot tonight, mate.”

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charles' apartment, following morning

The first thing you felt was warmth. Your body was cocooned in softness, the kind of comfort that made you want to sink deeper into sleep. But something didn’t feel right. You blinked your eyes open slowly, expecting to see your familiar surroundings—the sofa, Leo, maybe even your shoes kicked off somewhere on the floor—but instead, you were in a bed.

You sat up quickly, blinking against the morning light streaming through a nearby window. Your heart skipped a beat as you took in the room around you. This definitely wasn’t your apartment. The walls were unfamiliar, the duvet softer than yours, and the faint scent of something cooking wafted through the air. Panic settled in your chest.

The events of yesterday start rushing back. Leo. Charles. You’d agreed to dogsit while Charles was in England for testing. You must have fallen asleep on the sofa—but how did I end up in bed?

Oh no. Did Charles put me here?

You felt a rush of mortification as the realisation hit. He must have carried you. Carried you. Heat rose in your cheeks as you glanced around the room, suddenly very aware of the fact that you were lying in his bed. His bed!

Throwing off the covers, you swung your legs over the side of the bed and stood up, running a hand through your hair. You didn’t even know what time it was, but it felt later than it should be. God, how long have I been asleep?

You headed towards the door, trying to shake off your embarrassment as you stepped out of the bedroom and made your way into the main part of the apartment. The smell of food grew stronger, and as you rounded the corner, you froze.

Charles was standing in the kitchen, barefoot, wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants, and flipping something in a frying pan. His back was to you, but there was no missing the fact that he was shirtless—completely shirtless. The morning light caught on his tanned skin, highlighting the defined muscles of his back and shoulders. Your brain momentarily short-circuited, and you stood there like an idiot, staring.

Oh God, this is so much worse than I thought.

He turned around, catching sight of you standing there, and smiled, completely unfazed. “Morning.”

You blinked, feeling the heat rush to your face again as you tried to form coherent words. “Uh… morning.”

He set the pan down and wiped his hands on a nearby dish towel, seemingly unaware of your internal struggle. “I hope you slept alright. Sorry if I startled you by moving you to the bed, but I thought you’d be more comfortable.”

Your heart was still racing, and you were pretty sure you were about three shades of red at this point. You fumbled for a response, trying to keep your eyes from drifting back to his very toned, very bare torso. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to just… fall asleep on your sofa like that.”

Charles chuckled, clearly amused by your flustered state. “No problem at all. You looked comfortable, and Leo clearly wasn’t moving anytime soon.” He nods towards the dog, who was lying by the kitchen, tail thumping lazily against the floor.

You let out a breath, still feeling a bit mortified but tried to compose yourself. “I just… I didn’t realise I was that tired.”

“No harm done,” he said, waving off your apology. “I’m actually glad you stayed. Saved me from dealing with an overly energetic dog first thing in the morning. He pawed at your door to join you last night and only came out 20 minutes ago, all calm.”

You managed a small laugh, feeling slightly less awkward now, though your eyes kept darting to his chest before you forced them back up to his face. Focus.

Charles seemed to notice your discomfort, his smile softening. “I was just making some breakfast. Do you want to join me?”

You blinked, caught off guard by the invitation. “Breakfast?”

“Yeah, the thing people eat at the start of the day?” he said sarcastically and casual, as if this whole situation was perfectly normal. “I’m making eggs and toast, nothing fancy. But you’re welcome to stay.”

Your stomach betrayed you by rumbling softly, and you realise you hadn’t eaten since lunch the day before. Despite the lingering embarrassment, the idea of sitting down with him, maybe getting to know him better, didn’t sound half bad.

You nodded, feeling yourself relax a little. “Yeah, okay. I could eat.”

Charles grinned and gestured to the kitchen island. “Great. Grab a seat, I’ll get you a plate.”

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charles' apartment, one night

The evening sun was just beginning to dip below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the apartment. Charles had insisted on cooking dinner for the both of you, despite your half-hearted protests. Now, the smell of something delicious—a mix of garlic, herbs, and roasted vegetables—filled the space, making your stomach rumble.

You were seated at the small dining table, watching as Charles moved around the kitchen with surprising ease. He wasn’t wearing a shirt again, but this time you’d had a little more time to get used to it. It wasn’t helping your concentration, though. Every time he turned to grab something or stir a pot, your eyes seemed to betray you, drifting toward the defined muscles of his back, the curve of his arms as he worked.

He caught you staring once or twice, shooting you a quick, knowing smile, which only made you look away, cheeks burning.

“Alright,” he said finally, bringing over two plates and setting them down on the table. “Hope you like pasta.”

You glanced at the dish in front of you—perfectly cooked spaghetti, tossed with olive oil, garlic, and roasted tomatoes. “It looks amazing,” you said, genuinely impressed.

He sat across from you, pouring some wine into your glass with a teasing smile. “Thought I’d try to impress you.”

You laugh, taking a sip of the wine. “Consider me impressed. You didn’t strike me as the cooking type.”

Charles leaned back in his chair, smiling lazily. “What, just because I drive fast cars for a living, I can’t handle a kitchen?”

“Well, yeah,” you tease, twirling some pasta around your fork. “It doesn’t really scream ‘domestic life,’ you know?”

He chuckled at that, but there was a soft, almost thoughtful look in his eyes as he watched you. “Fair enough. But there’s more to life than cars, you know.”

You take a bite of the pasta—perfectly seasoned, of course—and nod. “I’ll admit, you’re a man of surprises.”

As the conversation flows, you start to relax, the initial awkwardness of the morning fading away. You tell him about your time in Paris, about how you’ve been studying film and journalism at university. Charles seems genuinely interested, leaning forward slightly as you talk.

“So, you’re a filmmaker then?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Hopefully one day,” you say with a laugh. “I still have a year left at uni. Right now, it’s more learning than making.”

Charles takes a sip of his wine, considering. “What kind of films do you want to make?”

You pause, twirling the wine glass in your hands. “I think... films that make people feel something. You know? I want to tell stories that resonate, that make people look at the world a little differently. Journalism’s the same for me. It’s all about storytelling.”

He watches you as you speak, his gaze intense but soft, like he’s taking in every word. “That’s... really cool,” he says, his voice quieter now. “I think the world could use more of that.”

You smile, feeling a strange warmth spread through you—not just from the wine, but from the way he looks at you, like he’s genuinely interested in who you are, not just the surface-level stuff. “Thanks. I leave tomorrow, though, back to Paris to finish my term.”

There’s a brief silence, and for a moment, the lightness of the conversation shifts. Charles sets his glass down and leans forward, his eyes not leaving yours. “You don’t have to go tomorrow, you know.”

You blink, surprised. “What?”

He shrugs, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “I mean, what’s a few more days? Stay a little longer. We can get to know each other better.” His tone is light, but there’s something deeper in his eyes—a hint of something more serious, more intent.

You hesitate, your mind racing. Stay longer? You’d planned to leave tomorrow, get back to your routine, your studies… But the way he’s looking at you now, the thought of leaving suddenly feels less appealing.

“I—” you start, but Charles interrupts, his voice dropping a little lower, his gaze never wavering.

“Look, I know we just met, but… there’s something here, right? Between us?”

The words catch you off guard, and your heart skips a beat. You weren’t imagining it, then—this pull between you two, the way your pulse quickened whenever he was close, the way your eyes kept finding him without meaning to.

“I don’t know,” you say softly, feeling your heart race. “Maybe…”

He stands up then, walking around the table slowly, his eyes locked on yours. Every step closer makes your breath catch in your throat, the room seeming to shrink as the distance between you disappears.

When he’s standing in front of you, he reaches out, his fingers gently tilting your chin up so that you’re looking right into his eyes. “Stay,” he says again, his voice almost a whisper now. “Just a little longer.”

Your pulse pounds in your ears as you meet his gaze, your heart caught between indecision and desire. You open your mouth to say something—anything—but before you can, his lips are on yours.

The kiss is soft at first, almost tentative, but then it deepens, heat flooding your body as you feel his hands slide around your waist, pulling you closer. Your hands move instinctively, finding their way to his chest, the warmth of his skin under your palms sending a thrill through you.

The rest of the world falls away, leaving only the feeling of his lips moving against yours, the taste of wine still lingering, his breath warm and steady. When you finally pull back, your forehead resting against his, you’re both breathing a little heavier, your heart pounding in your chest.

He looks down at you, his eyes dark and full of something that makes your knees feel weak. “Stay,” he whispers again, his voice rougher now, more urgent.

And suddenly, leaving feels like the last thing you want to do.

You stare up into Charles’s eyes, still catching your breath from the intensity of the kiss. His forehead is still pressed gently against yours, and the weight of the moment is thick in the air, like the world’s holding its breath along with you.

His hand moves to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing softly along your skin. You can feel the warmth radiating from him, his chest rising and falling a little faster than usual, mirroring your own heartbeat. He leans in again, his lips just a whisper away from yours, and his voice is low, thick with desire.

“Say yes,” he murmurs, his breath warm against your lips. “Stay, just a little longer.”

You swallow, your pulse pounding in your ears, your body still buzzing from the kiss. It feels impossible to think straight with him this close, with the way his touch sets your skin on fire. But then, as his fingers slide down the side of your neck, his lips just barely grazing yours, you make your decision.

“Yes,” you whisper.

His lips crash into yours again, more intense this time, like the word had unleashed something in him. His hands slide down your back, pulling you closer until there’s no space left between you. You gasp into the kiss, your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair as the world blurs around you. The only thing you can focus on is him—his warmth, his touch, the way his mouth moves against yours like he can’t get enough.

Charles backs you gently against the edge of the dining table, his lips never leaving yours, and you feel the solid wood press against the small of your back. His hands find your waist again, lifting you effortlessly onto the table. You gasp as he steps between your legs, his body pressing against yours, and you feel every inch of him—strong, solid, and warm.

Your hands slide over his bare chest, feeling the taut muscles under your fingertips all over again. He groans softly against your lips, the sound sending a thrill through your entire body. The kiss deepens, more urgent now, and you feel his hands wander—one slipping up your back, the other gripping your thigh, pulling you even closer.

It’s overwhelming, this rush of heat, of wanting. Your heart pounds harder with every movement, every brush of his lips. His mouth moves from yours, trailing down your neck, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. You tilt your head back, eyes fluttering closed as you let yourself get lost in the sensation.

Then, just when you think you might drown in the feeling, he pulls back slightly, his breathing ragged, his forehead resting against yours again. His hands are still on you, holding you close, like he’s afraid to let go.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he breathes, his voice husky and low.

You smile, breathless and still dizzy from the kiss. “I think I might.”

He pulls back just enough to look at you, his eyes dark and intense, searching yours. There’s a softness in his expression now, something deeper that makes your heart flutter all over again. “So, you’re staying?”

You nod, unable to tear your eyes away from him. “Yes. I’m staying.”

The smile that spreads across his face is slow, but it lights up his entire expression, making something inside you melt. He leans in again, pressing one last soft, lingering kiss to your lips before pulling back and gently brushing a strand of hair from your face.

“Good,” he whispers, his voice low and full of promise. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

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one more week won't hurt, right?

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userone: GUYS??!??!?!?!

usertwo: is leo about to have a mother?

userthree: THAT LAST PHOTO CHARLES LECLERC HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

jade_distinguinn: @/arthurleclerc mission acomplished?

arthurleclerc: yes boss 🫡

yourusername: huh??

userfour: can not believe i'm alive during this time rn

charles_leclerc: rumour is you can transfer to UoMonaco

yourusername: charlie you know i can't 🤭

userfive: CHARLIE STOP I CANNOT TAKE THIS I DONT EVEN KNOW THESE PEOPLE AH

usersix: i am sick🤧

userseven: time to start wondering around aimlessly in monaco and pray for the best

the end.

#f1 #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 smau #formula one x reader #f1 x reader #f1 fic #formula one smau #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc smau #formula one x you #formula one imagine #formula one fanfiction #ferrari formula one #ferrari formula 1 #ferrari

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lleeanarr · 23 days ago

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pt 3.

summary: The relationship was unexpected not only from the fans, but it was unexpected to the both of them as well.

genre: fluff, smau

paring: Lando Norris x Influencer!reader

warnings!: swearing, attempted humour

fc: Lani Pliopa

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yourusername : you never told me you played the drums

landonorris : was i supposed to?

landonorris : also

landonorris : how did you know?

landonorris : are you stalking me🤨🤨

yourusername : does it count as stalking though?

yourusername : its all online….

yourusername : isn’t that’s public information😊

landonorris : NO⁉️⁉️

yourusername : oh boo😒😒

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yourusername posted a story!

bsfuser very much needed from the rant

yourusername stopp😖✋

yourusername thats exactly why.

yourusername went through pinterest. did not expect those pics to hit me hard

bsfuser woman you are whipped for someone you haven’t even met😀

yourusername bitch the pics hit HARD

yourusername i scroll, my eyes widened, cover my mouth in shock, put my phone down, and the process repeats🙁😔

bsfuser you need help😭

yourusername dont we all🤷‍♀️

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landonorris : shit completely forgotten that i am not available on the 18th😭

yourusername : oke

landonorris : okay?

landonorris : that's it????

landonorris : you arent going to beg me to come?

yourusername : nahh why should i found someone better to go with🥰🙏

landonorris : wow not even a small bit of dissapointment🙁✋

yourusername : do you even check your calender?

landonorris : no…?

yourusername : exactly so i became the better person and asked someone elsed because according to research your supposed to be in austin then

landonorris : fair

landonorris : hope you enjoy the concert though

yourusername : i will thank you very much😇😇

yourusername : i refuse to go with a go with a guy anyways 😒

yourusername : ITS BROS BEFORE HO‼️

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landonorris : where do you live?

yourusername : excuse me??

yourusername : what happened to hi?

yourusername : hello?

yourusername : good morning?????

landonorris : just tell me which country you live in

ladnonorris : please?

yourusername : idkk man how am I sure I won't be kidnapped?🤨🤨

landonorris : no joke yn

landonorris : which country

landonorris : i wanna meet you

yourusername : OH‼️

yourusername : well in that case

yourusername : i live in miami

landonorris : aight bet

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httpsserene · 2 months ago

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𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐥 | 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐨𝐧

summary: alex tries to bribe you into giving him a second chance. you accept the bribe—but, only because it will benefit the seals. definitely not because you want to see him again, or anything.

pairing: alex albon x seal specialist fem!black!reader

from, serene: almost had to split this final part into two! i hope y'all don't mind me hitting that max photo limit loll happy reading, loves xxx

messages • yn -> coral • twitter dm's • alex -> yn

messages • max please unmute us gc -> alex

twitter • alex_albon • messages • yn -> coral

twitter dm's • alex -> yn

messages • • max please unmute us gc -> alex • yn -> coral

twitter

instagram • williamsracing & pacificmmc • october 12th

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williamsracing alex had a wonderful time on his private tour of the pacific marine mammal center! thanks to yn ln for showing us around and letting us meet some seals and seal pups! you can watch the tour video on our youtube through the link in our bio as well as donating to the pacific marine mammal center to help them conserve our oceans and wildlife!

pacificmmc alex_albon seallygirlyn

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alex_albon: it was incredible to see the important work being done everyday to maintain our oceans firsthand! even better to be able to adopt optimus prime, my seal son <3

➥ charlesleclerc: find an original character trait albono 😡🙄 ➥ user1: f1 has become the most unserious sport in the world. ➥ user2: are you not entertained???

pacificmmc: it was a pleasure to host alex, even though he threatened to kidnap some of our pups ;)

➥ alex_albon: can you blame me? look at their faces! ➥ francolapinto: i am jealous 🥺 ➥ seallygirlyn: silly franco ☺️ only boys who break strangers phones and run away are allowed to do the fun pr events! ➥ francolapinto: 😂😂😂

user4: omg!!! yn and alex met again??!!! watching the video rn

➥ user5: IM SCREAMINGGG ➥ user6: the seal puppies little noises i just wanna take a lil bite ➥ user7: cute agression was on 💯💯💯

user8: alex making more alex noises as he had to feed the seals slimy fish 💀💀💀

➥ seallygirlyn: i almost confused his noises with the pups lol! ➥ user8: omg hiiii! you're literally living my dream! i want to work in marine conservation efforts just like you! ➥ seallygirlyn: visit our website for more on marine science and programs around the world < 3 i still feel like i'm living in a dream every day haha

seallygirlyn: alex was a very attentive guest! and he didn't even break any property :)

➥ alex_albon: please let it go already !!! ➥ alex_albon: what more do you want from meeeeee 🫠😫 ➥ seallygirlyn: my lost seal photos ➥ user9: holding a grudge 🤝🏽 seallygirlyn

messages • alex -> yn

instagram • williamsracing • october 20th • austin ⚑

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williamsracing double points finishes for our boys this weekend! i wonder if it has anything to do with the seally good luck charm alex had on his side of the garage?

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williamsracing: funniest moment this weekend was alex almost missing sprint qualifying because he was too busy talking to seallygirlyn

➥ seallygirlyn: I AM SO SORRY WILLIAMS F1 TEAM 🤧 ➥ coral: PLEASE DON'T BAN US !!! I WOULD LIKE TO ATTEND MANY MORE RACES ➥ francolapinto: yes admin do not be mean coral was very sweet 😇 ➥ coral: hwat? ➥ user10: franco needs to be castrated PLA

alex_albon: i ALMOST missed sprint qualifying—everybody’s freaking out for no reason 🥱

➥ alex_albon: also can you blame me? she was talking to me about jellyfish and i lost track of time ➥ seallygirlyn: this is the 2nd most embarrassing day of my life😖😭😭😭 ➥ user11: what's the first? ➥ seallygirlyn: when alex told the entire internet i cried when my phone broke ➥ user12: valid 😪

user13: she's a disrespectful guest and didn't respect the team's or alex's time the entire weekend. she should not be allowed to return.

➥ alex_albon: when? ➥ user13: when what? ➥ alex_albon: when did anybody ask for your opinion 🤨

messages • alex -> yn

twitter

igstory • alex_albon just uploaded!

[caption1; the only thing i cheat on is a diet plan][caption2; pretty views in santa monica]

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seallygirlyn: it was such a beautiful view! alex_albon: beautiful girl too 😏 seallygirlyn: smooth 😅

logansargeant: dude "pretty views" was the best you could come up with alex_albon: what's wrong with that???? logansargeant: i forget how old you are sometimes

twitter • postseason

instagram • seallygirlyn • january 23rd

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seallygirlyn after review from the board (five water pups) he's awarded my seal of approval x alex_albon

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alex_albon: the amount of fish i had to feed them to get this distinction was frightening 😰

seallygirlyn: should've watched where you were running the first time we met < 3 alex_albon: but if i never ran into you, would we have ended up here?

instagram • alex_albon • january 23rd

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alex_albon sealed it with a kiss x

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seallygirlyn: love you seally boy 🥰

➥ alex_albon: love you more seally girl 🧜🏾‍♀️

georgerussell63: i always believed in you mate 💪🏼

-alex_albon: i vividly recall you bullying me everyday until i asked her out ➥ georgerussell63: how does that contradict the statement i made 🧐🧐🧐

user14: where's the two barbie dogs dancing gif when you need it? so happy for you both!!!!

user15: the other formula one drivers do not need to use this relationship announcement as a guide. please do a soft launch or you risk being responsible for my heart failing.

➥ alex_albon: does nobody remember the posts on my story like three months ago 😔 ➥ user16: TWO PHOTOS on a STORY from THREE MONTHS ago is not a soft launch YOU ASSHOLE 🤬 ➥ seallygirlyn: i did tell him that we should've had a proper sl :/

logansargeant: now when do i get to meet her 😈

➥ alex_albon: never 🫡 ➥ seallygirlyn: next time your in cali! we named a pup after you at the center :))) ➥ logansargeant: alex if you screw up this relationship i will never forgive you

maxverstappen1: i hate puns 😾

➥ landonorris: man just sealabrate this good time with us mate ➥ maxverstappen1: i'm going to flip out ➥ oscarpiastri: i hope you know that was also a pun 😂

general taglist (ask to join):

@saintslewis/@cherry2stems/@lorarri/@mindless-rock/@biancathecool

@barnestatic/@darleneslane/@lovingaphroditesworld/@smoothopz/@vetteltea

@tallrock35/@spideybv28/@loomiscorpse/@hiireadstuff/@namgification

@gg-trini/@multi-fandom-rando/@landoslutmeout/@love-simon/@iloveyou3000morgan/

@rexit-mo/@oscahpastry/@sweatrevenge5436-blog/@bokutos-babyowl/@oliviah-25

@evermoreandroyalblue/@riveristhebest1/@xylinasdiary/@ashiekins/@flowergirl1134

@hearts4robs/@c-losur3/@bloodyymaryyy/@awritingtree/@lammys-thinking

@nikfigueiredo/@bbreezyxoxo

seal you later taglist (closed):

@poppysrin @everythingabby101 @mangotaitai/@sumlovesjude/@nichmeddar

@panicforspec @formulaal @tellybearryyyy @greywritesthings @daddyslittlevillain

#f1 x reader #f1 smau #f1 x black!reader #alex albon x reader #alex albon smau #alex albon x black!reader #alex albon fanfic #alex albon fluff #f1 fluff #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #alex albon x you #alex albon imagine #alex albon x y/n #serene’s chapters.#⋆⭒˚｡⋆. series special: formula 1 #♡ ༘*.ﾟ love interest: aa.

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formulafics · 1 year ago

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★ MRS. ALL AMERICAN | AA23

Scenario: logan sargeant’s sister meets alex for the first time at the miami grand prix, and the two quickly hit it off. unfortunately, the pair are met with some criticism from fans.

Pairing: alex albon x sargeant!fem!reader, logan sargeant x sargeant!reader (siblings), oscar piastri x fem!sargeant!reader (platonic)

A/N: after a long drought, i have returned to feed my alex lovers , and esp @renarots she’s been WAITING for this one 😼🫶🏻

PART TWO

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ynsargeant MIAMI BABY got reunited with @/oscarpiastri and @/logansargeant

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oscarpiastri pretty sure this is like the 6th time you’ve posted that picture

⤷ ynsargeant and i’d do it again <;3

logansargeant were so back

⤷ ynsargeant yeah until you leave again 💔

user237891 thank god this gp is over. wasn’t even a bad race but somehow yn’s presence made it unbearable

⤷ norrisnation yall be yapping about anything fr

⤷ rizzciardo ofc ure a man hating on her stfu

user2190 idk what’s worse. logan’s driving or his sister

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alex_albon in the sunshine state for summer break ☀️💛

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ynsargeant i love you 🫶🏻

hamilfan oh they’re fr dating? 😦

formulafan3 you’re better than this alex 😔

formulasargeant parents 🫶🏻

⤷ xxf1x be so fr 💀 nobody likes them

dannyricontop y’all think she’s gonna be in austin?

⤷ xxf1x i hope not 💀 she’d ruin the only good american race

⤷ formulalala LMAO fr

albonoooo YALL ARE SO CUTE IM GONNA THROW UP

ynsargeant

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ynsargeant austin activities include the beatles, bolo ties, and barbecue. (AND APPARENTLY DOUBLE POINTS HELLO? GOD BLESS AMERICA)

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alex_albon

SNEAKING OUT OF HEAVEN - Waterparks 🎶

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alex_albon hate us cause they ain’t us

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ynsargeant i know that’s right. ilysm

⤷ alex_albon i love you 😚

⤷ f1quartetlvr mom and dad </3

formulasargeant ALEXANDER. THE LYRICS RO THE SOMG??

dreamyalex KM IN CLASS YOU CANT JUST DDROP THIS EN ALEX

albonosargeant WAR IS OVER FOR THE ALEXYN LOVERS

logansargeant happy for you guys 🫶🏻 love you sis @/ynsargean

general taglist | @renarots @jsjcue @treehouse-mouse @illicitverstappen @lovstappen @minkyungseokie @harrysdimple05 @lokietro @spidersophie @topguncultleader @motorsp0rt @vellicora @leclercvsx @piasstrisblog @cixrosie @vroomvroomverstappen @arkhammaid @stopeatread

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iimplicitt · 2 months ago

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I WAS ALL OVER HER — O.P.

pairings: oscar piastri x reader (romantic/platonic) | lando norris x reader (romantic)

part one of three

summary: childhood best friends riddled with missed opportunities. oscar makes the mistake of introducing you to his new teammate who’s known to be a player.

warnings (most take place in pt. 2 and 3): pining, missed opportunities, cheating (mentioned), cheating towards the end, 18+ smut, jealous!oscar, toxic!lando, mirror sex, fingering + oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex sorta (stay safe), technically a HEA for oscar x yn? bumpy road to get there, though.

authors note: this in no way speaks on my opinion of lando and what his personality may be like, i love him this is purely for the plot <3 this is also my first time posting fic on here i’m usually hiding on ao3 or wattpad (same user as on here if you’re interested in harry potter!)

word count: 2.4k

dedicated to; @theonottsbxtch

enjoy, r <3

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A debut in Formula One was bound to have its hurdles, being full of good days and bad days. Oscar didn’t know it then, but introducing his childhood best friend to his new teammate was either the best or worst decision he had ever made.

He hadn’t thought twice about inviting you to his first race, knowing that you were a presence that always provided a sense of ease around his mind when he started to think about things too much. You never even had to do anything, just being there helped.

He hadn’t thought twice about introducing you to Lando in the paddock that first race weekend. Not particularly loving the apt attention his teammate was suddenly showing as you talked, but he tried to push it into the back of his mind. Oscar wasn’t a jealous person, at least he tried not to be. Envy got nobody anywhere. Although he couldn’t ignore the uncomfortable churn in his stomach as he watched Lando hug you goodbye, muttering a low “Nice to meet you,” and the Brits eyes lingered on you as they both watched you walk away to the Paddock club to get seated.

Oscar’s eyes cut to Lando, biting the inside of his cheek as his mind analysed the interaction he just witnessed.

As if sensing the unease next to him in the form of his teammate, Lando met his gaze and laughed lightly. “What?”

Shaking his head, Oscar turned and started the walk to the garage. “Nothing.”

That first race had been hell, not only because of the searing Texas sun but the way it had gone to absolute shite in the first lap. A retirement on lap ten hadn’t been on any of his cards, but the reality of racing isn’t always a good hand dealt. McLaren still threw a celebratory party afterward though, at some southern themed bar in Austin. You had walked in wearing a cowboy hat and boots to make him laugh. It worked, like always.

And like always he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

Apparently Lando couldn’t either.

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youruser howdy 🤠 save a horse, ride a cowboy

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userone: pretty girllll <3

oscarpiastri: stole my hat

❤️ by author

usertwo: omg????? lando and oscar??

danielricciardo: i’m an honorary cowboy

| oscarpiastri: no

| userfour: WHO IS THIS GIRL

landonorris: me next?

❤️ by author

| userfive: omg???

| usersix: that is WILDDDD

userseven: new wag alert? but for who??

Oscar suffered through the rest of the races for reasons he wasn’t expecting. The amount of times he ran into the two of you hanging out or talking, it shouldn’t have annoyed him. But it did. It was all the lingering touches that made him feel nauseous. Lando’s hand on the small of your back, moving hair out of your face on a windy day, bringing you coffee in the mornings and his hand brushing yours, leaning in close to whisper in your ear over the roar of crowds and car engines– all the things Oscar wish he was doing but he never seemed to get there first.

It was always, always Lando. On and off track he couldn’t seem to keep up.

He didn’t mean to start ignoring you, but everytime he went to see you, you were with Lando. He couldn’t stomach it. Oscar always had a level head but he felt like he was slipping under unfamiliar territory of being reckless and on edge.

The morning of the last race must’ve been a boiling point. He and Lando were warming up when his teammate asked him something so dreadful, Oscar nearly dropped the weights on his chest.

“Is she single?”

Oscar slowly sat up and set down the weights, careful to not throw them at Lando’s head. “Why?”

“Why not?”

He sat there for a moment, sweat making his shirt cling to him like a second skin. His bones felt all wrong inside his body, not wanting to have this conversation. “You don’t do relationships.”

Lando shrugged, standing up and grabbing his water. “People can change their minds. So? Is she?”

Oscar shouldn’t have done it, but the lie slipped out of his mouth. “I think she’s seeing someone. I don’t know who, though.”

Lando looked at his teammate for a moment, eyes slightly narrowing and he hummed. “Noted.”

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You weren’t sure why Oscar was ignoring you. It felt like whiplash. He invites you to the rest of the racing season but won’t mutter anything else other than a hello. You’d spiral at night wondering if you did something wrong, but didn’t want to bombard him with texts. You knew he was busy.

So like many nights while on the road with the drivers you stared up at the ceiling of the hotel room. A ding echoed around the room, indicating a new text. Blindly reaching for it, the bright screen illuminated your face and made you squint. Not quite sure what you were reading.

Unknown number: Dinner tonight?

You: Who is this?

Unknown number: Guess

Rolling your eyes, you were about to block the number before there was a knock on the hotel door. Cautiously walking to the door, you looked through the peephole before frowning in confusion. Unlocking it, it swung open and you blinked at the surprise. “Lando?”

Smiling, he held up his phone. “You know, it’s rude to leave someone on read.”

“It’s also rude to be a stalker.”

“A stalker?”

“How’d you get my number?”

He waved you off. “Trivial information. So, dinner?”

You couldn’t lie and say you weren’t flattered, but it seemed completely out of left field. Then again, you were terrible at picking up cues. Half of the people you’ve dated, you hadn’t even known they’d liked you in the first place till Oscar mentioned it. Which was… disheartening. Everytime he started those conversations you had hoped he was about to say he had feelings for you. And every single time you were disappointed, letting yourself get to a level of delusion where you thought you may have a chance. It only got worse when he entered Formula One. The type of girls drivers dated were a whole other category of drop dead stunning. Personally, you just felt… average. Boring. Unremarkable. Not to mention had told you to your face he saw you as a little sister. It was embarrassing to admit but you still cried about it sometimes.

Lando didn’t stray from the perception you had of the drivers. He had a history of dating models. Crossing your arms, you leaned against the doorframe and narrowed your eyes at him. “Why?”

He smiled crookedly, dimples showing in his cheeks. He was handsome, you could admit that. “I like you, and I think dinner would be nice. We haven’t gotten to hang out anywhere by ourselves.”

“We’ve hung out alone a handful of times these past few weeks.” You countered, wanting to walk carefully into this situation.

He nodded in partial agreement. “Not anywhere off track, though. I want to get to know you, is that so bad?’

You gnawed at your lip, not being able to shrug off the constant companion of insecurity as you stared at your best friend's teammate. “Oscar warned me about you, you know?”

Lando stepped closer and you watched him carefully as he leaned against the other side of the doorframe. His cologne hit you then, smelling of sea salt and sandalwood. It was nice. He hummed quietly, looking at you intently. “Did he? What’d he say?”

“That you’re a player and I should keep my distance.” The words had irked you when he spoke them after you and Lando had met. It made you feel as if you had your head turned too easily. Or that if Lando did for some reason show interest, it wouldn’t mean anything.

The man so close to you gave a closed mouth smile, eyes hooded by thick lashes and the shadows of the low light hallway danced across his face almost playfully. “And what do you think?”

You properly assessed Lando Norris for the first time as he stood less than a foot from you, looking at you so intently it made your skin feel warm despite the cool temperature set on the thermostat. He looked like he wanted something. Wanted you. Your head couldn’t keep up. It felt pathetic, but when someone spends their whole life feeling undesirable, and then someone expresses that desire, it feels… abstract. Unobtainable, even though it’s being offered on a silver platter.

Warning alarms were going off inside your head, as well as butterflies you couldn’t explain. Hope, maybe. Maybe, someone wants you for once. But Lando was a wild card, the question is if you were willing to gamble on it.

“I think you’re dangerous.” You whispered.

He stepped closer, nearly touching you but not quite. “Let’s have dinner.”

You became acutely aware your hair was still damp from a shower and you were in your pajamas. “It would take me a while to get ready.”

He shrugged and looked into your hotel room, “we can have dinner here. Room service on me.”

Narrowing your eyes again, you looked at him carefully. “This isn’t a ploy to get into my pants is it?”

Lando laughed lightly, looking down at you but it wasn’t taunting. It felt light hearted and sincere. “No, though if you do end up offering I’m not going to tell you no. In fact, if you do offer I might forget every word except for yes and your name.”

You were definitely blushing, and goddammit you were also charmed for some reason. Clearing your throat, you stepped back into your room and eyed him for one more debating moment before deciding to hell with it. Oscar clearly didn’t want you, and you were tired spending years and years waiting for him to. Why not give someone else a chance?

“Yes, we can have dinner.”

Lando winked at you as he stepped into your room, shutting the door softly behind him.

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Winter break before the 2024 season was in full swing, but before everyone departed home, Zak was hosting a Christmas party at his house he had in Woking. Oscar was nervous as he walked to your hotel room, feeling more anxious than he did even before races. He was going to ask you to go with him, but also finally (hopefully) telling you everything. About how he felt, about how he felt bad for being distant and he just didn’t know how to juggle everything at once. How he finally felt like he was in a good place to make it work with you. Of course he’s always thought about it, but the fear of ruining your friendship always weighed heavy on his heart. He wanted you in his life no matter what, and he was terrified of scaring you off or waiting too long.

Knocking on your door, he rocked back on his heels, being able to hear his heart pounding in his chest. After a moment, it swung open.

So he didn’t chicken out, Oscar immediately let the question slip from his mouth. “Will you go to the Christmas party with me?”

You blinked at him, looking as if you were taken off guard. You opened your mouth to respond, but more words kept tumbling out of his mouth as if he was coughing up poison that had been in his body for far too long. The thoughts and feelings wanting out after all these years.

“I know I should’ve asked you sooner, but I was just nervous. I’ve had a lot going on both with work and just in my head but I think I’m finally in a good place for this. I know it didn’t end up working out in our favour the first time a few years ago, but–”

“Oscar.”

“I think I’m ready. I’m sorry it took so long and I’m so thankful you’ve stuck by my side and supported me. I always think about that night and the what if’s but–”

“Oscar, please–”

“But I think it’s good we waited and that we’re finally ready to do this. Together. And I didn’t want to wait anymore–”

“Oscar, stop.”

He properly looked at you and noticed your eyes were red and glistening. His heart started to stutter a bit. “What?”

You bit into your bottom lip and looked away from him for a moment before meeting his eye again. “Why would you tell me all this now?”

Oscar’s brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

You shut your eyes, as if in mental torment over something. “Lando asked me.”

His heart faltered even further. “To the party?”

You sighed, a tear slipping from your eye but you quickly scraped it away with your thumb.

“Baby, have you seen where the keys are?” A voice called from somewhere in the room behind you. A familiar voice, and Oscar’s heart stopped working all at once.

Oscar’s eyes didn’t stray from yours, though. Even as they began to burn and he wanted to rip them out of his head, he didn’t stop looking at you. Is this why he hadn’t seen much of either of you towards the end of the season? Were you running off and– God, he felt like he was going to puke. “How long?” He forced out, his voice cracking.

You sucked in a shaky breath, replying to Lando first. “They might be in the bathroom.” You took another moment before finally answering Oscar. “A few weeks.”

Clenching his jaw, Oscar nodded as he looked down at the ground. “I thought I told you he was bad news.”

“I’m not five, I can make my own decisions.” You snapped.

Despite knowing better, Oscar’s eyes narrowed at you. “So you go and fool around with my teammate behind my back as some weird… what is this, revenge?”

Your jaw went slack as you stared at him. “You did not just say that to me, oh my god. Who do you think I am? Just because you said no to me doesn’t mean I use your friends against you, that is– Jesus, Oscar.”

“Then why hide that from me!”

“Because I knew you’d act like this! You always act like this when I get into a relationship!”

He glared at you. “And why do you think that is?”

You stepped back from him as if he’d just slapped you. “No. Oscar, no. We are not doing this. Not now. Not ever.”

He couldn’t help it. Of all people, of course it would be Lando who swoops in. Of course he was too late, again. Always ten steps behind his teammate. “I don’t understand, I thought we were on the same page.”

“You told me to my face, point blank, that you didn’t see me that way.”

“I panicked! Of course I feel the same way, I always have. I was just terrified of messing it up and I wasn’t in a place to drag you through a relationship when I knew I couldn’t be there for you.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me that!”

“Is everything okay?” Lando walked up behind you and Oscar felt the unfamiliar urge to punch him. He’d never wanted to hit anyone before, but he was dangerously close to losing his temper.

“We’re fine-”

“He was just leaving-”

Lando looked between Oscar and you before settling a hand on your hip. “You alright?”

You nodded, smiling tightly and Oscar felt like killing himself as he stared at the hand on your hip. Wondering where else Lando’s hands had been.

“Give us a moment.” You said. Lando nodded, pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead and eyeing Oscar with a strange sense of… he couldn’t place it. It almost felt like Lando was bragging.

You stepped into the hall and shut the door behind you.

“You can’t seriously be with him.” Oscar said, his tone desperate as the world was being yanked from underneath him.

“Oscar, will you please just stop?” Another tear slipped out and on instinct, he reached out and wiped it away for you, feeling your soft skin and hating that Lando knew what it was like to be touched by you. “All this time. I told you how I felt years ago and you said you didn’t see me like that. And you do this now. And with it being your teammate? I- no. Just, stop it.”

“I was in a bad place when you first asked me, but please-“

“Oscar you can’t do this now-“

“Why do you think he’d even be interested in you?”

You froze.

He did too, he didn’t mean it like that. Lando doesn’t do relationships, and he had a sick feeling this was some twisted game to him. Something to hold over Oscar’s head. “I’m sorry-“

“Oscar, you’re being mean.”

“I didn’t-“

“Is this just because Lando took something else from you? What, just because you’re the second driver you try and-“

“Second driver? Really?” He hated you thought of him like that.

You briefly closed your eyes. “Oscar you have never-“

“I thought you knew!”

“Thought I knew what! You told me you didn’t and you barely even talk to me anymore. I’m not–” you laughed and looked away from him. “We’re not doing this. Go home, Oscar.” You shut the door, leaving him alone in the hallway with a caved out and hollow chest.

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feydzbaldhead · 11 days ago

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Pregnancy reveal Austin butler |

instagram Au Austin butler x fem!reader

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a/n had fun making this my first time ever doing an insta au hope you guys like it <3

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adrienneleclerc · 2 months ago

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Do you think you can do a Daniel Ricardo imagine

Where YN is a country singer and I don't know maybe all of the drivers gets invited to a country CMT in Texas and do you think you can make yn inspired by Lainey Wilson if you haven't listened to any of her music I highly recommend you to listen to some yeah that's it and I love the Carlos and MMA imagine it was beautiful and adorable and I loved it so yeah I hope you can do something with this one XOXO🇲🇽🫶🥰

Hi! Thank you so much for liking the Carlos x MMA imagine, you are actually my number 1 requester 🫶🏽 When you say "y/n inspired by Lainey Wilson", I studied her personality. I have watched her performances, listened to some of her music, and watched an interview. But Becky G will always be in my moodboards/headers because she is my idol. You could obviously picture Lainey Wilson if you want. Sorry it took SOOOO long

Country Love

Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x Country Singer! Reader

Summary: With the Austin Grand Prix being held on the same weekend as the CMT Music Awards, the drivers were invited to the award show, especially because of Daniel's affinity for country music.

Warning: Spelling and grammatical errors, inaccuracies about the CMT Music Awards and country music in general.

A/N: I saw the video of Lainey Wilson singing "The Best of Both Worlds" on YouTube and i LOVED it!! Like girly impersonated Hannah Montana when she was younger so the fact she sung a Hannah song in front of Miley Cyrus herself is just iconic. Also, Becky G being in the moodboard literally means nothing, its still YOU.

Weeks before the Austin Grand Prix, the F1 drivers received calls about attending the CMT Music Awards. The drivers were all excited to have gotten invited to the award show, especially Daniel Ricciardo in particular since he loves country music so much. What’s even better is that VCARB team principal, Laurent Mekies, invited country singer, Y/N L/N, who just so happens to be Daniel’s favorite country singer, to their garage, but thats a surprise.

Daniel walked into the paddock talking to Yuki and Max about how insane and unreasonable the FIA are being when Daniel spotted Y/N walking side by side with her manager. He has completely checked out of the conversation until Yuki punched his arm.

"Ow, Yuki, what the fuck was that for?" Daniel asked, rubbing his arm.

"You weren't paying attention to us! What's up with that?" Yuki asked.

"Sorry, mate, bui just saw Y/N, as in THE Y/N." Daniel said, turning his head to try and spot her again but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Was she wearing a cowgirl hat or something?" Max asked, chuckling. Daniel looked back at him.

"Of course not, don't be ridiculous. She was wearing a baseball cap though. Do you think she's a guest of Ferrari or Mercedes? You know what, maybe she's McLaren's guest, Lando likes country music too." Daniel said. "Damn, they're so lucky they will get to meet her."

"Didn't know you were such a fanboy, Danny." Yuki said, causing both him and Max to laugh.

"She is a talented artist, you know. Can't believe she's here and i won't be able to talk to her until the award show. And thats IF i see her." Daniel said.

"Stop pouting, mate. We have two hours until the race, maybe you'll see her. I gotta head back to RedBull." Max said, patting both men on the back before walking away.

"We should head to our hospitality too." Yuki said and Daniel nodded, following him into VCARB where Y/N had her back turned, talking to Laurent and Daniel's eyes practically bulge out of his head. "Wow, its like watching a cartoon." Yuki comments, looking between Daniel and Y/N.

Laurent and Y/N stop talking and she turns around to face Daniel. Daniel straightens up to make a good impression, or at least try to. Laurent leads Y/N to his two drivers. Daniel was the first one to speak up.

"I'm Daniel Ricciardo, it is so nice to meet you." Daniel said, reaching for Y/N's hand to shake it.

"It's nice to meet you too, Daniel. I'm.." Y/N started.

"You're Y/N L/N, you won the Grammy for best country album, well deserved, by the way, Bell Bottom Country and Whirlwind has been on replay since i landed in Texas." Daniel said and that shocked Y/N.

"Nice job scaring the poor girl." Yuki commented.

"Wow, thank you so much, Daniel. I never would have thought that an F1 driver would be such a big fan of my music." Y/N said.

"I'm Yuki Tsunoda, by the way, if it matters." Yuki spoke up, looking in between Y/N and Daniel.

"Its nice to meet you Yuki. Will you be going to the CMT Awards too?" Y/N askd.

"I won't, actually. But Daniel is very excited for the award show." Yuki said, patting Daniel on the back.

"Can't wait to see you there. I'll let you two get back to whatever it is drivers do." Y/N said, leaving them. Daniel watched her leave and Yuki had to wave his hand in front of his face.

"Laurent, i think he's broken!" Yuki yelled and that snapped Daniel out of his trance.

"I am not broken. Lets go over the plans." Daniel said.

The Grand Prix finished and Daniel wasted no timw to go to his hotel room and change into something more presentable for the CMT Awards. Leaving his room, he spotted Lando already in the lobby with Max.

"Am i early or late?" Daniel asked.

"Early, but so are we. Heard that your celebrity crush was in the paddock." Lando said.

"Yes! She is so beautiful in person." Daniel commented.

"He was staring at her while we were talking. If it was a cartoon, he would be drooling with big hearts for eyes." Max said.

"Haha, lets go, I want to see if i can talk to Y/N some more on the red carpet." Daniel said.

When they arrived, the paparazzi was asking for photos and it was all good until Daniel found out he was taking photos next to Y/N so like the gentleman he was, he waited until Y/N noticed him.

"Oh my god, Daniel, you're here!" Y/N exclaimed before hugging Daniel, he hugged her back. "You guys must be Max and Lando, it was a great race, really."

"Thank you, I'm a fan of your music. My favorite song from your new album is definitely 'Call A Cowboy', you're very talented." Lando said.

"Thank you so much. We should all take a photo togther!" Y/N said

"Great idea! You should stand next to Daniel and then Lando and I will be on each side." Max suggest. Y/N nods and Daniel has his arm around Y/N's waist. While taking the poictre, Daniel leaned down to Y/N's ear to whisper.

"Would you be interested in going out with me tomorrow night?" Daniel asked. Y/N looked up at him, smiled, and then asked him to lean down so she could whisper.

"I'd love to. You feel like waiting for me so we could get Wendy's after?" Y/N asked and Daniel immediately nodded. After the photo ops, they walked into the theater. "DM me on instagram and I'll give you my phone number later." Y/N said closer to Daniel and pulled away to adress the other F1 drivers that came later. "Hope you guys enjoy my performance." Y/N left.

"Danny, are you okay?" Oscar asked

"God bless Texas." Daniel said before they walked in to take their seats.

The End

Hope y'all liked it!

#f1 x reader #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo #lainey wilson

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kokorose · 9 months ago

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Red Velvet- YT22

YukiTsunoda x foodie!reader

Faceclaim: Yeri(red velvet)

Summary: Tag along on Yuki’s girlfriends’ world tour of food!

Pics: Pinterest

Yn posted

📍: Amsterdam, Netherlands

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Yn: We’re back in the swing of things with some Fries, Stroopwafels, and Belgian Waffles ahead of Zandvoort!! 🇳🇱🧇🌷

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YukiTsunoda: The fries and Stroopwafels were Yummy!🤤 sad I didn’t get to try the waffles!

Yn: next time baby!

User1: honestly the cutest relationship on the grid!

MaxVerstappen1: Thanks for bringing me some…not

Yn: um, excuse me Mr. World Champion but you didn’t give me any Stroopwafels at the track.

franciscacgomes: Had fun on our date!! Those waffles were soooo good!!

Yn: ❤️❤️

Pierre Gasly: wait, is that where you two went during Free Practice?

User2: I’m glad Yn & Kika’s friendship is still strong despite Pierre moving to Alpine!

YukiTsunoda posted

📍Monza, Italy

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YukiTsunoda: Race didn’t go as planned today but I am lucky to have someone to make “Pick-me-up Pizzas” with!

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Yn: Food makes a bad day better!

User3: awww this is actually so cute!!!

User4: PICK-ME-UP PIZZAS!! THAT’S SO CUTE!!

LiamLawson: I want a pizza!

YukiTsunoda: no.

LiamLawson: whyyy???

YukiTsunoda: bcus you actually got to the start line!

DanielRicciardo: can I have a pick-me-up pizza??

Yn: give Yuki your address, I will come make you one!!!

DanielRicciardo: aww, thanks Yn!

Yn posted

📍Singapore

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Yn: When attending the Singapore Grand Prix you eat Singapore noodles and have cold treats!

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User5: omg that dress is adorable!!!

User6: Singapore noodles are the bestttttt!!!!

Pierre Gasly: 🍧🍧

LilyMuniHe: You are adorable!!! You are now my child!

Yn Hi mom!!

AlexAlbon: @LoganSargent meet your sister!

LoganSargent: I’ve always wanted a sister!!

User7: not Lily and Alex adopting Yn and Logan in the same breath!

User8: Logan is Alex’s son confirmed!!

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📍Tokyo, Japan

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YukiTsunoda: Back in Japan! Quick trip to Disney Land!

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Yn: I love you 5000!!

YukiTsunoda: I love you 5000!

User9: They are so cute!

User10: !!! Stop that’s too cute!

LiamLawson: YOU GUYS WENT WITHOUT ME!!!

YukiTsunoda: you’re not my girlfriend Liam.

LiamLawson: 😮😮 how dare you!

Pierre Gasly: So that’s why you didn’t want to get sushi with me.

Yn posted

📍Austin, Texas

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Yn: Everything’s bigger in Texas! Of course we had to get some Texas Barbecue! 🤠🤠

P.s. no we did not wear white to have bbq! We’re not dumb!

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DanielRicciardo: That’s Texas baby!!!!

User11: honestly get you a boyfriend like Yuki. Just takes you around the world to find good food!

User12: OMG! They went to L’barbeque!!! That place is sooooo good!

User13: damn that Mac&cheese looks amazing 🤤

Yn: It was!

User14: I need a boyfriend who will take me to fun food joints so bad!!

LilyMuniHe: damn that food looks good!! But the girl looks even better!

Yn: ❤️❤️❤️

Yn posted

📍Mexico City, Mexico

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Yn: Taco Date Night! We had to try some amazing tacos while in Mexico!

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LiamLawson: those are some strange looking tacos.

YukiTsunoda: they were good though

LiamLawson: you think everything tastes good!

Franciscacgomes: look at how cute you look!!

Yn: 😊😊

User15: Two very different friendships! lol!!

AlexAlbon: Lily says you have to bring her some! Mother’s orders are her exact words!

Yn: sure! 😂😂

YukiTsunoda posted

📍São Paolo, Brazil

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YukiTsunoda: Had some amazing Brazilian food while in Brazil! 🇧🇷

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Yn: It was soooo good!

User16: ughh!! Brazilian food is soooo good!

Pierre Gasly: that bbq we had after the race was good!

YukiTsunoda: yeah except your girlfriend was trying to steal mine!

Franciscacgomes: we’re gonna get married in Vegas!

Yn: totally! Sorry boys!

YukiTsunoda: 😨

Yn: I’m kidding babe! If I’m marrying anyone in Vegas it’s you!

User17: why are they like this????

User18: Kika “Miss. Steal-your-girl” Gomes

User19: IF IM MARRYINH ANYONE UTS YOU!?!

Yn posted

📍Paris, France

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Yn: He flew me to Paris for my birthday! I’m so in love with this man!❤️

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YukiTsunoda: My girl deserves the best on her birthday!

Yn: I love you! 😘

YukiTsunoda: I love you too!!

User20: “my girl” 😭 when will it be my turn. Anyway Happy Birthday Yn!!!!

Pierre Gasly: Happy Birthday!

Franciscacgomes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLINH 🥰🥰🥰

LilyMuniHe: OMG!! Happy birthday to my child!!

AlexAlbon: “our” child! Happy birthday Yn!!

LoganSargent: happy birthday to my “sister”!!

LiamLawson: Happy birthday I guess. Nah I’m kidding! Happy birthday Yn!!

User21: Happy birthday 🎉🎊

#yuki tsunoda #yt22 #f1 fanfic #f1 social media au #f1 #formula 1 #f1 x reader #f1 x yn #alpha tauri #vcarb

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sugarcoatedstarkey · 2 years ago

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Drew and Chase's ex part 2. Drew feeling a 'little' pissed that he wasn't included in the flash forward (let's say he filmed something for it) and seeing everyone speculate that he won't be in season 4. And then out of spite that none of the cast have neither confirmed or denied the rumour in interviews he decides to fuck yn in one of their trailers while filming season 4 and that is how they all find out 😂

And since they wanna be chill with Chase I would say either Jonathan's or Austin's because they're good friends.

Leftovers p2

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Pairings- readerxdrew starkey

Summary- follow in from part 2, read above.

Warnings- unprotected angry kind of public sex, hair pulling, choking, fingering, hand job, language. (18+)

A/n- hey anon, I changed it up a little. Just found it easier to write it prior to season 4 filming. I hope you don’t mind! Let me know what you think 🥰 also this is unedited atm but needed to post as my drafts are being so weird and I can’t open word doc.

Part 1

"Okay, but if I’m in season 4. Why is no one saying yes in the interviews?” Drew argues, he’s pacing the living room floor.

The vein in his arm is protruding from the way his fist is tightly balled up. “Why am I being told not to say anything?”.

You knew if you weren’t over, half his furniture would be turned upside down and his knuckles would be bruised. He didn’t know how to calm himself down when you weren’t around, he usually bottled things up until they tip him over the edge.

“Whatever”.

You watched as he hung up the phone and brought his arm above his head to throw the phone. “Drew” you sing, his eyes meet yours.

All the anger that had been radiating from him vanishes, he drops the phone onto the couch and walks towards you. Taking a seat next to you, he grabs your face and kisses you. “Thanks for being my anchor” he smiles, your heart skips a beat.

“Do you still want to go to this party JD is throwing for end of season 3? We don’t have to, I mean I know how angry you are” you question, you didn’t really want to go.

You both had been seeing each other on the down low since the night you had sex, so exactly 5 months. You had planned on speaking to Chase but with Drew being busy with interviews and you working in the office until late most night, no one’s schedule ever matched.

That was until you got a text from Chase inviting you to the party, neither of you had hard feelings. You had seen photos online of him with other girls and assumed he had moved on, but you just weren’t sure how he would react to the two of you getting together.

“Oh, we are going” he states, he has a look of mischief on his face but he’s standing and exiting the room before you can even question what’s running through his brain.

2 nights go by and you’re stepping out of a taxi, dressed in a black and white checked dress that meets your knees. You had a good amount of cleavage on display and the waist was snatched.

You and Drew had decided to come separately, not wanting to draw attention to the two of you if paparazzi where to find out about the party. Lucky it was on the down low, and you go unnoticed.

“Hey!” JD yells, he wraps his arm around your shoulder and pulls you through the house. He guides you to a bar and grabs you a glass of wine. “So good to see you Y/N! Chase is here somewhere”.

Just as he finishes his sentence you see him walk through the door, he gives you a bright smile and walks over. “Hey!” He greets you, giving you a soft hug and kissing your cheek.

You had only seen each other once since the split, thankfully the second the hug ended, you knew you no longer had feelings for him. You just hoped he felt the same way, you didn’t want to keep you and drew a secret anymore.

“How are you?” You question, taking a sip of the white wine JD had given you. The sweet taste danced over your taste buds.

Conversations begin to flow between the 3 of you and soon the whole cast is gathered in a circle, catching up and chatting about new projects. You said a few things about your own work, but really you just listened.

You still hadn’t seen Drew, you kept checking your phone to make sure he hadn’t bailed. You knew how angry he was, you tried to keep him calm but the second you left his side it just hit him, and he’d search the interviews online.

What seemed like an eternity later; he strode on in. Dressed all in black and frames on his face. He waved at everyone, but you could tell he was anxious. He didn’t like not knowing the future.

“Drew!” Everyone cheered, you waited your turn until you could hug him and say hey. You could feel his lips linger on your cheek and his fingers dig into your hips as a way of saying ‘missed you’.

The rest of the night went by in a blur, you saw Drew occasionally, but he was off talking to everyone. You could see him talking to the show runner and the conversation must have started to get heated as Drew’s fingers kept running over his scalp and his jaw was tense.

You didn’t want to interrupt so made your way to a bathroom, you would do your business and then go back out and see if you could grab his attention without having to go over and interrupt the conversation.

A couple of minutes went by, and you opened the door to leave the bathroom, but Drew stood at the entrance. His hands grip your shoulders and push you softly back inside, closing the door behind him.

He grips your jaw and presses his lips to yours, needy hands touching all over your body. Pushing you up against the cabinets, he helps you onto the countertop. Pushing himself between your parted legs.

You wrap your arms around his neck, his hands caressing your hips. Pulling you close to him as he lets his tongue explore the inside of your mouth.

The music outside is drowned out by your heartbeat rattling in your ears, your skin was on fire from his touch. You could feel his erection against your clothed pussy, you needed him right there and then.

“Can I touch you?” He breathes, you nod your head. Taking a moment to catch your breath, he reaches between the two of you. Pulling your panties to the side, he pushes you back slightly.

Angling you to lay back against the mirror, nodding for you to bring your feet up onto the countertop, when he’s finally happy with the way your sat. He runs his fingertips between your soaking folds.

An almost pornographic moan leaves your lips, he chuckles into your hair. You can’t see his face, but you know he’s smirking at how easy it is for him to get you wet. He pushes two fingers inside of you, your mouth gaping open.

“Dre-w, should we be doing this?” You breathed, your walls fluttering around his fingers. You could feel your self-growing wetter, the movements of his fingers becoming fast and sloppy. You don’t doubt that you have covered his hands with your juices. “Hell, yeah we should baby”.

You don’t argue with him, you’re riding your high in JD’s bathroom. Zoned out to the world, grinding your hips into his hand as he brings you over the edge. Your orgasm washing over you with a sense of release, your moans are hidden by his mouth on yours.

You’re reaching into his pants to grab his cock, pulling it out of its confinements. You use your arousal to pump your hand up and down his shaft as he sucks and bites down your throat.

One of his hands fisting the back of your head and pulling you head to the side to give him better access. “Fuck”.

“Feels so good”

“Yeah?”

“So good, I need to be inside of you”

He’s rushing to undo his zip and doesn’t give you time to move position, he’s pushing inside of you with ease. You let out a yelp when he grips your hips and pushes you down onto him harshly. “Fuck, harder Drew”.

“How hard?”

He was still cautious with how he treated you in the bedroom, not wanting to upset you. You had told him a million times he could carve his name on your skin, and you’d still suck his dick. “Make me scream baby”.

He pulls out of you, repositioning you to lean over the countertop. He gives your ass a slap and pushes inside of you again. Bunching your dress up to your hips so he can get a good view of his cock drenched in your juices.

“Oh shit, please Drew harder” you beg, you grip onto the counter. He grips your hair and pulls you back against him, moving his hips inside of you as he reaches around to kiss you.

His hands caress your body, groping your tits. Reaching down to massage your clit, his other hand grips your throat tightly. His eyes are watching the way your own roll to the back of your head, he’s so close to coming just from the way you looked euphoric right now.

“Your so fucking perfect”

“Your mine”

“We are telling Chase”

“I need everyone to know your fucking mine”

You’re coming hard around him, screaming his name out. He places his hand over your mouth to muffle it out slightly, he holds you firmly against him as you shake around him. Your walls pulsating around his cock, milking him until he’s completely dry.

The anger that had once been raging inside of him had gone, he was satisfied and happy. The feeling of you in his arms had him humming with delight.

“Did you mean that last part?” You questioned; he nodded his head. Looking at you through the mirror. You have him a soft smile and turned your head to give him a kiss.

“No way”

You both jump at the voice behind you as Austin stood at the door, his eyes wide as he takes in the scene in front of him. He steps out without saying another word and closes the door behind him.

“I mean, at least it wasn’t chase?” Drew laughs, he slips out of you and helps you clean up. You’re both trying to work yourselves up to get out of the bathroom and to speaking to Chase, it had to happen now. If Austin knew, it was only right Chase did.

“So why did we just have sex in JD’s bathroom?”

“Just me being pissed off with what’s going on with season 4, kind of wanted to just let some steam off. I mean, I’m pissed no one has just said yeah, he’s in the next season.”

“I’m just being salty”

You nod your head in understanding, you would be pissed to if your cast mates pretended like you weren’t going to be in the next season.

“Guys, Chase is coming” Austin barged through the door and pushed you away from one another. He leans against the counter and nods when Chase came up to the door. “Sup man”.

Chase looked between the 3 of you and quirked his brow, peering over your shoulder at the bathroom counter. “Not doing drugs, right?” He laughed nervously.

You all laughed, it was awkward, and your heart felt like it was in your throat. You were nervous and it made it even worse that Austin was in the room, but as though he could read your mind, he pointed his finger to the door and exited.

“What’s going on guys?” Chase questions, he noticed the both of you being awkward. He could tell someone wanted to say something because you both were still in the bathroom waiting. “Chase, man I need to tell you something”.

Chase nods his head and looks at you, you know he wants to ask if you need to be in the room but when he looks back at Drew, he turns to look at you again.

“So those pictures online?” Chase states, no doubt talking about the pictures that those teenage girls had posted online 5 months ago. “Are you seeing each other?”.

Drew looks over at you, making sure you’re okay with him answering. “Yeah” you whisper, you know you shouldn’t be nervous. Your both adults, these feelings honestly can’t be helped, and Chase would know that.

He had to deal with his old feelings with Maddi when you started dating, he was still getting over her and you were fine with that. You gave him his time and he came around in the end.

“Oh shit” Chase breaths, he runs a hand through his hair. He chuckles to himself; Drew can tell your even more anxious now.

His eyes fall to you as you sway on the spot, picking at the skin around your nails. “I’m sorry man, I’ve been meaning to talk to you”. Drew states, he puts his hand on Chase’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry Chase, we did mean to talk to you” you start, your about to add that you didn’t want him to be upset and that you both weren’t walking around hoping to be photographed together but he stops you.

“Hey, hey. It’s totally fine” he says, there was a slight hesitation when he says fine, but his caramel eyes meet yours. “I promise, I mean sure it’s a shock, but we ended things months ago” Chase finished, he gives you a soft smile.

“I’m happy for you both”

He pulls Drew in for hug and gives him a rough pat on the back, you can feel slight tension from them both. Unsure how to react to each other, Chase was understanding. Yes, he felt a little strange that his ex was now dating Drew who had become a close friend of his since season 1.

But if Y/N could deal with Chase having had feelings for Maddi then the least he could do is deal with the two of them becoming a couple. So, he pulled you into a soft hug and before you could pull away. He brought his lips to your ears.

“He will be good for you”

“Thanks Chase”.

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sydsaint · 7 months ago

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Things are a-changing in everyone's favorite polycule!!!

Summary: The WWE draft rolls around and GM!Reader invites Ava to observe. But that's not the only thing on her agenda for the first night of the draft.

It's late Thursday night as you finish up packing your bags for your flight to Cincinnati. Smackdown is hosting the first night of the draft in the city tomorrow, and it's bound to be an interesting show.

Off to the side of the room, the door creaks open. You glance at the door as Knight leans against the door frame. "You almost ready to go, gorgeous?" He asks you.

"Yeah." You nod and turn back to your bag. "Is everything in the apartment off? And did you set the feeder on the fish tank for the weekend?" You ask him.

Knight pushes off the door and walks over to you. He comes up behind you and wraps his arms around you. "Everything is taken care of, darlin'. Like always." He assures you. "Your boy toys are already on their flight. We're just waiting on you now, boss lady." He teases you.

"God, reliability is so sexy on you." You zip up your suitcase before turning around in Knight's arm. You wrap your arms around his neck and lean up for a kiss. "Can you take my bags down? I need to make a quick phone call before we get to the airport."

"Of course, darlin." Knight nods and lets you go from his arms. "Anything for you, sweetheart." He winks at you before grabbing your bags and hauling them off out to the car.

You fish your phone from your back pocket and begin switching off lights as you move through the apartment. You dial the number you need and the line rings a few times before someone finally picks up.

"Yeah? This is, Ava." A sweet female voice answers the call.

"Ava!" You smile to yourself and switch the last light in the apartment off. "Hey, it's YN. The GM for Smackdown?" You introduce yourself.

You hear rustling on the other side of the phone before Ava finally answers you. "Yeah! Of course! Hi." She answers with enthusiasm. "What can I do for you?" She asks you.

"I actually had a sort of business proposition for you." You explain. "I'm going to assume you know that Smackdown is hosting the first night of the draft, right?" You ask Ava.

"Yeah." Ava replies.

You linger at the front door of the apartment and check the security system one last time before locking the door and stepping outside. "Well, I'd like to formally invite you to Smackdown to be a guest on the show." You inform Ava. "If, of course, you're willing to fly out to Cincinnati by tomorrow night."

"Really?" Ava sounds surprised by your proposal. "Umm, yeah! That sounds great! I think that I can make it in time for Smackdown tomorrow." She adds, and you can hear more rustling on the other end of the line.

"Sounds great!" You smile to yourself. "Listen, I have to head out and catch my flight. But you have my number, so text me when you get your travel plans figured out. We can talk more later, okay?"

"Yeah, okay." Ava agrees and hangs up the call.

You put your phone back into your pocket and make your way out to the car. Knight has just finished packing up your bags by the time you get out there and greets you.

"You have a productive phone call?" Knight asks you.

"It was, yes." You nod and walk around to the passenger side of the car.

Knight comes around with you and gets the door. "Glad to hear it, sweetie. You ready to go?" He asks you.

You nod and the two of you head out to the airport.

The next afternoon you pull into the arena in Cincinnati alone, Knight, Waller, and Theory haven already arrived and been engrossed in some meet-and-greets for a few hours now. You head through the security gate and make your way down to your office. When you step into the hallway leading to said office, Waller and Theory are mingling outside the door.

"Gray? Austin?" You catch their attention as you make your way toward them. "What are you two doing back here? Don't you have a meet-and-greet before the show?" You glance down at your watch, briefly.

"Event ended a little bit ago." Austin explains and pushes off the wall he's been leaning against.

Grayson does the same and springs up to help you with the bag slung over your shoulder. "Thank you, sweetie." You thank Grayson and make it to your office door.

You head inside the office with Grayson and Austin following behind you. Grayson sets your bag down onto the desk in the room and you walk around it to sit down in the provided chair.

"How'd the event go? Lots of screaming girls thirsting over the two of you?" You muse and begin unloading your bag.

"Well, we are WWE's sexiest tag team." Austin chuckles and leans against the front of your desk.

Grayson laughs with him and they high-five before Grayson turns back to you. "Not that you ever have to worry about any of those simps, YN." He assures you.

"Good to know." You giggle and boot up your laptop. "Did either of you see Knight at the event center?" You ask them, attention on your laptop.

"We went by his booth on the way out of the center." Austin answers you. "He looked like he was wrapping things up."

You nod and enter your password on your laptop to boot things up. "Good, I have something for him to do for me tonight." You glance up at Austin and Grayson. "As for you two. No match tonight, sorry. But! I do have you two scheduled against Tez and Dawkins next week." You inform them.

"Not a problem." Grayson replies confidently. "That mean you're kicking us out for the night?" He jokes with you.

"Fraid so, pretty boy." You nod with a playful smile. "After one of you gets me a coffee from catering." You add.

Austin and Grayson both chuckle and Austin nods at you. "I got you, babe."

Gray and Austin head out and you try and get some work done before everyone from the Smackdown and Raw draft teams begin to show up. Knight eventually shows up to check in on you after he's done with his meet-and-greet.

"Working hard in here, sweetheart?" Knight saunters into the room with his usual confident swagger.

"Extremely." You laugh. "Thanks for stopping in, sweetie. I've got a job for you to handle real quick, then you're off for the night with the boys." You explain.

Knight nods and leans on your desk. He waits patiently and watches you answer a text on your phone before you turn your attention back to him.

"I've got a special guest joining me on Smackdown tonight." You set your phone down and glance up at him. "Ava Raine from NXT. She should be arriving soon. So, can you meet her and bring her down her for me, please?" You ask him.

"Sure." Knight nods. "No problem. Ava Raine, huh? She's that bright-eyed girl you were talking with last week at the PC, right?" He asks you.

You nod and get another text on your phone. You read it briefly and rise out of your chair. "Thank you, sweetie. You can just bring her back here. But I've got to go meet with Pearce and Hunter really fast before the show." You explain.

Knight nods and gets the door for you. The two of you part ways for the time being, and Knight heads on down to the loading docks to wait for Ava to show up.

It isn't long before Ava's uber pulls into the loading bay. She thanks the driver with a grateful smile and checks her phone one last time. There's a text waiting for her when she unlocks it.

Sent one of my boys down to meet you. See you in my office! :)

Ava reads the text before locking her phone again and stepping out of the back of her Uber. She scans the loading bay for signs of anyone waiting for her and it doesn't take her long to notice lingering around.

"Umm...hi." Ava walks over to Knight, unsure if he's who she should be lookingg for. "LA Knight, right?" She asks nervously.

"You know it, sweetheart." Knight flashes a grin at Ava and nods. "Boss sent me down to pick you up." He explains. "Come on. She wants you in her office before Smackdown starts."

Ava nods and follows behinnd Knight as he takes off further into the building. She rushes to Knight's side and falls into step with him.

"It's nice to meet you, by the way." Ava offers Knight a friendly smile. "Officialy I mean. I obviously know who are and all." She adds with a laugh.

"Pleasures all mine, sweetheart." Knight replies smoothly.

The rest of the journey back to your office is mostly silent. The pair reach the door and Knight knocks twice before pulling open the door.

"I went ahead and picked up that special package for you, darlin." Knight announces as he comes through the door with Ava.

"Perfect! Thank you, Shaun, sweetie. That's all I need for tonight." You look up from your phone, sitting beind your desk and looking all professional. "Ava!" You stand up and greet her with a wide smile. "It's good to see you again. I am so glad that you could make it."

You come around the desk and pull Ava into a hug. Knight gives you a nod and heads off back to the locker rooms for the night.

"I'm super honored that you offered to have me on the show!" Ava replies as you release her from your embrace.

"Of course!" You nod and gesture for Ava to take a seat while the two of you still have time to chat. "I like you, Ava. Honestly? You remind me alot of myself 20 years ago." You admit.

Ava nods and you can read the surprise on her face at your claim. "Really? Wow." She gushes. "I don't really know what to say." Ava rubs the back of her neck.

"Don't sweat it, Ava." You laugh casually. "You've got all the making of a future powerhouse in this business, kid. You're smart, talented, and passsioniate. Not to mention who your father is." You add. "All you need is a little guidance. And I'm here to provide that for you."

"You are?" Ava replies. "But why me?" She asks you.

You smile to yourself and glance down at your watch. Hunter and Pearce will be by to grab you any minute now.

"Like I said earlier. I like you, Ava." You answer her. "And, we need more women in posistions of power in this business, don't you think?" You add.

Ava nods and your smile widens. "Atta girl, Ava. Now come on!" You rise out of your chair and pick up a few papers off your desk. "Smackdown is airing in about ten minutes so we should be heading down to the conference rooms." You gesture for her to follow you.

Ava nods again and pops quickly to her feet. The two of you mingle all the way down to the conference rooms. Hunter and Pearce are both waiting when you arrive.

"YN." Hunter greets you with a friendly smile and handshake before noticing Ava standing behind you. "And, Ava?" He glances at her.

"Ava's here on my request, Hunter." You explain. "I felt like since some of her NXT stars are eligable to be called up tonight that she should be involved, right?"

Hunter nods in agreement and you take it as a good sign. Hunter and Ava step away to chat for a minute and you turn toward Pearce idling nearbye.

"Got a new pupil, YN?" Pearce teases you casually. "I gotta say. I never pegged you for the sympathetic type." He adds.

"Ava's an investment into the future of this company, Adam." You reply. "And you'd be smart to become friendly with her. Or I might end up aquiring all of NXT's best stars." You grin at him.

Pearce snorts and the two of you shake hands. Hunter lets Ava go and she returns to your side. Smackdown kicks off live on the air so Hunter heads off to appear on camera. You and Pearce step up to your respective conference rooms and head inside them. Ava follows silently behind you as you step inside the room.

"Good evening everyone." You adress the room. "I'm sure some of you regonize Ava Raine, the GM of NXT. Ava is here as a guest of mine, here to observe and learn." You explain. "Now! Let's all get to work in making sure that Smackdown stays the A-show, shall we? Starting with making sure that we draft Carmelo Hayes before Raw has a chance to take him."

You make your way across the room and sit down at the head of the table. You nod to the empty seat to your right and Ave sits doww silently.

Now it's time to get to work.

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hockeyshmockey · 2 years ago

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Daniel Ricciardo x country singer!yn

In which Danny Ric meets the love of his life in Austin and they soft launch a year later

yes I know this is unhinged but I thought it was a fun idea so sue me

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ynln pics the boyf got this week

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ynfan BOYFRIEND?

chloestroll so relatable

user this is so unhinged I love it

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danielricciardo the air in Tennessee is always so clear

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landonorris miss you mate!

dannyricfan he’s been spending a lot of time in the states this year��

ynln why is your hat shaped that way???

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ynln Monaco nights are a little bit different than nights on broadway….

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ynsbiggestfan MONACO? Girl tf?

kelseabellerini living your best life queen!

ynfriend this is so funny to me

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Landonorris the boys are back in town!

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F1gos something is going on here

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no bc Daniel is absolutely dating yn ln

@honeybadgertime

did you see his insta story?? like cmon Daniel

@ynfans

He rlly said soft launch is over!!

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danielricciardo why can she not get my good angles?

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ynln literally all you have are good angles

scottyjames @ ynln do not make his head any bigger than it already is

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Danielricciardo what do they call a HAB for a musician?

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ynln my bitch

f1wags and we’re confirmed!!!!

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ynln they always sing ‘cowboy take me away’ and never ‘honey badgers always slay’

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danielricciardo this is the sweetest thing you’ve ever said

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gurugirl · 2 years ago

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what if priestrry has ppl over for prayer and yn is there too (bc she can be now since no one knows her really) and he accidentally slips and says something to her like “pet” or “good girl”

how would they play it off? they can’t be perfectly on their game all the time 😬

priest!harry x reader

Summary: Harry slips up and calls Y/n a good girl in front of people in their prayer group.

A/n: Sorry for the delay in updating! Enjoy my two favorite characters! 1.5k words

Warning: 18+ only, NSFW, religious themes, mentions of come, eludes to smut and other sexual acts, masturbation

priestrry masterlist | Forgive Me, Father

Y/n was running around helping Harry set up for the prayer meeting. A small group of people were coming over as a last-minute sort of thing. In fact, it was so last minute that Harry was in the middle of coming on Y/n’s tits as she was kneeling in front of him with her tongue out, hoping to catch some of him in her mouth, when he got a phone call as a reminder. He’d forgotten. So it wasn’t really a last-minute thing, as much as he’d lost track of the day and hadn’t told Y/n.

Harry freshened himself up quickly and pulled out his study materials as Y/n rushed into the bathroom to wipe his come from her body before starting a pot of coffee. She placed the chairs in the living area and put her leash away back into their bedroom before scampering into the kitchen to pull out mugs with the cream and sugar bowls. Harry looked up from his notebook to see his little pet fluffing the pillows in a hurry, still nude, goosebumps on her thighs and bottom.

He came up behind her and gently pulled her to stand upright and face him. She turned to look up at him as he silently unbuckled her red leather collar, keeping the dainty gold chain with the ‘H’ charm on her neck. Putting her collar into her hand he smirked at her, “Go get some clothes on, my love. You look cold.”

“Yes, Father.”

She smiled to herself as she walked into their bedroom. He was so dominant but in the way that always made her heart race. She couldn’t wait until everyone left after because he promised her something very special before she watched him pump his cock until he was coming over her chest. She loved watching his hand stroke his thick shaft as he released on her because it was just the beginning of what was to come for the night. She loved being his good girl, being patient for him, being edged until it was her turn to come. Until he allowed it. She loved him.

Slipping on a dress over her head and slipping a pair of panties over her hips she fluffed out her hair, slid on her sneakers, and got back to setting up the living room for the guests. Though they wouldn’t know she was the one who’d set everything up but she loved the secret. Loved the surreptitiousness of their relationship.

She kissed his cheek and picked up her Bible, “Love you, Father. I’ll wait outside.”

This was the routine. If there was a prayer meeting she couldn’t always be the first person to arrive. That could become suspicious. Once in a while, it could slide, but every time? So she’d wait around the back of the house until a couple of people had arrived first.

This time it was Mr. & Mrs. Jeralds who arrived first. They were a nice young couple. Always eager. Mrs. Jeralds seemed to really take a liking to Y/n.

Harry greeted his guests with a warm smile and a hug, offering coffee and tea. Y/n walked through the door moments later with her Bible held up over her chest and a big smile.

“Hi, Father. Thank you so much for inviting me,” she said as he gave her a side hug and she sat down next to Mrs. Jeralds.

“Would you like tea? Or coffee?” Harry asked her and then licked his lips.

She tried not to watch his pretty mouth as he spoke but she really had to concentrate hard, “Oh, a tea is fine. Thank you!”

Harry poured hot water into a mug and gave her a tea bag.

As the deacon walked in, Mrs. Jeralds nudged at Y/n, “So, I’ve been thinking… my cousin Austin will be coming to service this week. I would love for you to meet him. He’s an accounting manager at Debrille downtown. Good head on his shoulders. I think you two would really get along.”

Y/n raised her brows and smiled. She wasn’t interested, obviously, but she played along, “Oh that’s lovely. I’d like to meet him. How thoughtful of you.”

Harry sat down next to Mr. Jeralds, “Meet who?”

“Oh, Judy’s trying to get her cousin set up with a nice girl. He’s been single too long for her liking-”

“Jim! That’s not true!” She sputtered and looked from Y/n to Harry and then her husband, “I just think that they’d get along nicely…” She looked back to Y/n, “… and Y/n’s single! Maybe it’ll be a good match.”

Harry’s severe gaze met Y/n’s and she saw him clench his jaw. Of course, she knew that he knew there wasn’t a thing to worry about. But the way he was looking at her told her he wasn’t a fan of the conversation.

After the rest of the guests arrived and were given mugs of warm beverages they went around the circle and spoke about things that had burdened them that week and what they’d like to pray about or have the group pray for over them.

The hour always went by quickly but on this night, Y/n was especially excited for what was to come as they’d been interrupted before Harry could make good on his promise. She was almost shaky in anticipation. Slowly growing wet as she listened to him pray. She knew she should behave and pay attention but his voice alone she could get off to.

She had gotten off to it too. Like when he’d make her masturbate for him. He’d tell her what to do and where to touch herself and then praise her the wetter she got. He’d have her blindfolded so she couldn’t see him as he guided her to orgasm with his dark baritone.

When the last ‘Amen’ was spoken the deacon stood up and shook Harry’s hand, “I have to run, Father. Thank you so much!”

The last of the guests stayed and chatted for a bit as Y/n helped put the mugs away into the kitchen and Mrs. Jeralds washed them. She brought up Austin again but Y/n just smiled and nodded. She didn’t want to be rude but there was no way in hell Y/n would be going to lunch with them after service to get to know her cousin. Sometimes she wished she could just tell everyone that she was already taken. That the man of her dreams, the love of her life was gorgeous and tall and funny, and smart and he loved her with everything in him and she would never find that kind of love anywhere else.

But she had to pretend she was single and not interested. Which, the result of her secret was that she had Harry. Very much worth it.

Mrs. Jeralds went back into the living to get her things to leave when Harry walked into the kitchen just as Y/n was putting the last mug into the cupboard.

Harry looked behind him to make sure no one was in earshot and getting behind Y/n he spoke quietly, “Once they’re gone I need this off of you,” he plucked at the material near her waist.

Y/n looked at him over her shoulder and smiled, “Of course, Father. Anything you want.”

Harry looked down over her pretty face and to her neck. He loved seeing the small bruises there. Usually from his mouth. And in an action totally out of character when he was in the presence of others, he brought his hand up to her neck and brushed his fingers over the small bruise as she kept her eyes on him.

“Good girl.”

A throat cleared behind the pair causing them both to turn abruptly.

“We were just going to say our goodbyes. It was a wonderful meeting as always, Father,” Mr. Jeralds spoke as he looked at Harry. Mrs. Jeralds was looking at Y/n.

And neither could quite tell if they’d been caught or not. Had they heard him call her a good girl? Had they seen him touch her neck?

“Oh yeah! I should go as well!” Y/n moved away from Harry toward the living room to grab her purse. Her heart was pounding and she hoped they didn’t notice anything but the expression on Mrs. Jeralds face was concerning. Or perhaps it was just Y/n being paranoid (for good reason).

She waved goodbye, rushing out before the Jeralds could exit, and ran to the side of the house. She knew she should calm down but her nerves were getting the best of her. As her mind went over every possible outcome she heard the Jeralds leaving the house and Harry saying goodbye. She waited until their car drove off and down the street before peeking around the front and looked up at the porch to see Harry standing there with his hands on his hips looking right at her.

“Come on. Coast is clear.”

When Harry locked the front door behind them Y/n spoke finally, “Do you think that-“

Harry put his hand on hers, “I hope not. But they didn’t say anything. Nothing we can do about that now.”

“But what does that mean? What if-“

“Pet,” Harry spoke softly bringing his hand up to her face, his thumb at her cheekbone, “I said there’s nothing we can do about it. Now be a good girl for me and take your clothes off.”

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cynic-spirit · 3 months ago

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Affection

Friends to lovers

austin butler one shot

Austin and Yn had been inseparable since childhood, their bond forged in the crucible of countless shared experiences. They grew up in the same small town, where everyone knew everyone else's business. Austin's family owned the local hardware store, a fixture in the community for generations. From a young age, he was groomed to take over the family business, learning the ropes from his father and grandfather. Austin was tall and strong, with a steady demeanor that made him a natural leader. He had a knack for fixing things, whether it was a broken lawnmower or a fractured friendship.

Yn, on the other hand, found solace in the world of books. The local library became her sanctuary, a place where she could escape into different worlds and live a thousand lives through the pages of a novel. Her love for literature led her to a job at a publishing house in the nearby city. Yn's evenings were often spent curled up in a cozy corner of the library, surrounded by the comforting smell of old books and the soft rustle of turning pages. She was creative and introspective, with a vivid imagination that breathed life into her writing.

Despite their different paths, Austin and Yn remained close. They had been through thick and thin together, supporting each other through heartbreaks, triumphs, and everything in between. Austin was always there to lend a hand when Yn's car broke down or when she needed help moving heavy boxes of books. Yn, in turn, was Austin's confidante, the one he could talk to about his dreams and fears. They balanced each other perfectly—Austin's practicality complementing Yn's creativity, and Yn's empathy grounding Austin's ambitions.

Their friendship was the kind that people envied. They communicated with ease, often finishing each other's sentences or sharing a knowing glance that spoke volumes. There was an unspoken understanding between them, a bond that went beyond words. Yet, beneath the surface, there was an undercurrent of something more, something neither of them was willing to acknowledge. It was a subtle tension, a lingering touch, a fleeting look that hinted at deeper feelings.

As the years passed, their lives became more intertwined. Austin's responsibilities at the hardware store grew, demanding more of his time and energy. Yn's career at the publishing house flourished, bringing new opportunities and challenges. Despite their busy schedules, they made time for each other, whether it was meeting for coffee, taking long walks in the park, or spending quiet evenings at the library. Their moments together were a refuge from the chaos of the outside world, a reminder of the unshakeable bond they shared.

Little did they know, their friendship was on the cusp of transforming into something even more profound. The foundation they had built over the years was strong, but the possibilities of what lay ahead were both exciting and terrifying. As they navigated the complexities of their individual lives, they began to realize that the person they had been searching for had been right beside them all along.

The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the backyard where Austin, Yn, and their friends gathered. It was a perfect weekend evening for a game of truth or dare. The air was filled with laughter, the sound of crickets chirping in the background, and the soft hum of conversation. Among their group of friends—Max, Sarah, Jenna, and Chris—Yn was the last one left to take her turn. She chose dare, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Max, always the instigator, grinned mischievously. "Alright, Yn. I dare you to flirt with Austin like a lover."

The group burst into laughter, and Austin rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Bring it on," he said, playfully challenging Yn.

Yn took a deep breath and stood up, her heart pounding in her chest. She walked over to Austin, her steps slow and deliberate. As she leaned in closer, the world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them. She locked eyes with him, her gaze intense and unwavering. She recited the poem, her voice soft and melodic.

"I want to be addicted To the night sky with you Fall in love with the twinkling stars And be cuddled by the moon's halo I want to sleep underneath The sunrise that graces your Skin every dawn so that I can feel the warmth of your touch on me I want to devour life's pleasure With every kiss from your Honey-grazed lips."

As she spoke, Austin felt a shift within him. Her words wrapped around his heart, squeezing gently yet insistently. He watched her lips move, felt the gentle touch of her hand on his cheek, and something in him changed. Yn, his best friend of so many years, suddenly seemed different—beautiful, intense, and deep. Her proximity sent a thrill through him, and he realized, with a jolt, that his feelings for her were more than just friendship.

His mind raced, memories of their time together flooding in. He recalled the late-night conversations, the shared laughter, the way she always knew how to make him smile. But now, there was a new layer to those memories, a realization that perhaps those moments had always held a deeper significance. Yn's touch on his cheek was both electrifying and comforting, a paradox that made his heart ache with a newfound longing.

"Wow, Yn," Jenna said, breaking the silence that had fallen over the group. "That was beautiful."

Chris laughed, clapping his hands. "I didn't know you had it in you, Yn!"

Sarah, always the romantic, sighed dreamily. "That was so intense. You two should be actors or something."

Max smirked, raising an eyebrow at Austin. "So, how did that feel, buddy?"

Austin forced a smile, trying to appear nonchalant. "Not bad. Yn's got some skills."

But inside, he was a whirlwind of emotions. The playful dare had unlocked something within him, something he wasn't sure he could ignore any longer. As the group continued their banter, Austin's eyes met Yn's once more, and he saw a flicker of something in her gaze—a question, a hope, perhaps the same feelings that were now swirling within him. He smiled back at her, a silent promise that they would talk about this later, that he needed to understand what was happening between them.

Austin lay in his bed, staring up at the ceiling, the room dimly lit by the soft glow of his bedside lamp. The events of the evening replayed in his mind, each moment with Yn lingering longer than the last. He turned restlessly, his thoughts a turbulent sea.

"Was she always this beautiful?" he wondered, the image of Yn leaning in, her eyes filled with emotion, etched into his mind. He recalled the way her hair cascaded over her shoulders, the way her eyes sparkled when she spoke, the delicate curve of her lips. It wasn't that he hadn't noticed these things before, but tonight they seemed magnified, every detail sharpened and brought into focus.

"Was she always this wonderful?" The question gnawed at him. Yn had always been his confidante, his anchor, the person who understood him better than anyone else. They had shared countless moments of laughter, comforted each other through tears, and celebrated each other's successes. Her kindness, her intelligence, her unwavering support—these were qualities he had always cherished. But now, they took on a new significance, resonating deeper within him.

Austin's mind wandered back to the poem she had recited. Each line echoed in his head, her voice soft and mesmerizing. "I want to sleep underneath the sunrise that graces your skin every dawn..." The words had felt so intimate, so raw. He could still feel the gentle touch of her hand on his cheek, the warmth spreading through him like a slow-burning flame. What had started as a playful dare had awakened something within him, something he couldn't quite grasp but couldn't ignore either.

"What's happening to me?" he wondered, frustration mingling with confusion. He had always thought of Yn as his best friend, nothing more. Yet, tonight had shifted his perspective, revealing emotions he hadn't been aware of, or perhaps had been too afraid to acknowledge. The way his heart raced when she looked at him, the way his skin tingled at her touch—these were not the reactions of mere friendship.

He sat up, running a hand through his hair, trying to make sense of his feelings. Was it possible that he had always felt this way but had buried those emotions deep within, afraid of what it might mean for their friendship? The thought of losing Yn was terrifying, yet the idea of not exploring these newfound feelings was equally unsettling.

Austin thought about their history, the years of shared experiences that had built a foundation of trust and understanding between them. They had always been there for each other, through every high and low. He remembered the nights spent talking until dawn, the way Yn's laughter could brighten his darkest days, the silent comfort of her presence when words were unnecessary.

"Have I been blind all this time?" he mused, his heart aching with the realization that perhaps, beneath the surface of their friendship, there had always been the potential for something more. The poem, the dare, Yn's touch—they had all been catalysts, bringing buried emotions to the forefront. He couldn't help but wonder if Yn felt the same, if the look in her eyes had mirrored his own confusion and longing.

Lying back down, Austin closed his eyes, Yn's face still vivid in his mind. He knew he couldn't ignore these feelings, that he needed to talk to her, to understand what this all meant for them. The uncertainty was daunting, but the possibility of a deeper connection with Yn filled him with a sense of hope he hadn't felt in a long time.

As he drifted off to sleep, his last thoughts were of Yn, her voice a soothing melody in his mind. Whatever happened next, he knew their friendship was strong enough to weather it. And maybe, just maybe, they were on the brink of something beautiful.

The next day, everyone gathered at their favorite spot by the lake. It was a sunny afternoon, the water shimmering under the bright light, and the gentle breeze carrying the scent of pine and wildflowers. Austin, Yn, Max, Sarah, Jenna, and Chris settled into their usual places, spreading out blankets and unpacking snacks. Laughter filled the air as they recounted old stories and joked about their latest adventures.

Austin, however, found it hard to focus. His thoughts kept drifting back to the previous night, and he couldn't help but steal glances at Yn. She looked effortlessly beautiful, her hair catching the sunlight and her smile lighting up her face. Every time he looked at her, he felt a strange mix of warmth and nervousness.

Yn noticed his distracted demeanor and, with a playful nudge, leaned in. "What's up with you, Austin? You seem a little lost."

Startled, Austin quickly composed himself. "Nothing, Yn. Just work stuff," he said, trying to sound casual.

She raised an eyebrow, not entirely convinced but willing to let it go for now. "Alright, if you say so."

The conversation continued smoothly, with the group falling into their familiar rhythm. They discussed plans for the upcoming week, shared the latest gossip from town, and debated the best movies to watch on their next movie night. Austin chimed in here and there, but his mind was still preoccupied with thoughts of Yn.

They dug into the food—sandwiches, chips, and an array of homemade desserts. Sarah had brought her famous brownies, and Chris tried to claim he had made the best potato salad, which sparked a friendly argument among them. The camaraderie was as strong as ever, each of them cherishing these moments of togetherness.

As the sun began to dip towards the horizon, casting a golden hue over the lake, Jenna suggested, "Hey, how about we meet up again next weekend? Maybe we can try that new café downtown."

Max nodded enthusiastically. "Sounds good to me. I've heard they have amazing pastries."

Sarah clapped her hands. "Count me in! I could use some good coffee and a change of scenery."

Chris grinned. "I'm always up for trying new places. What about you, Austin? Yn?"

Austin glanced at Yn, their eyes meeting for a brief moment. He felt a flicker of that same intense feeling from the night before. "Yeah, I'm in," he said, a bit too quickly, causing Yn to smile knowingly.

"Me too," Yn added. "It sounds like fun."

With the plan set, they spent the last few moments enjoying the serene beauty of the lake, talking about everything and nothing. The group began to pack up, their laughter and chatter filling the air as they headed back to their cars.

As they walked, Yn fell into step beside Austin. "You sure everything's okay?" she asked softly, her concern evident.

Austin gave her a reassuring smile. "Yeah, everything's fine, Yn. Just a lot on my mind."

She nodded, accepting his answer but not entirely convinced. "Alright, but you know you can always talk to me, right?"

"I know," he replied, feeling a rush of affection for her. "Thanks, Yn."

They reached the parking lot, and after a round of hugs and goodbyes, everyone went their separate ways. Austin watched as Yn drove off, her car disappearing down the road. He stood there for a moment, taking a deep breath and trying to sort through the whirlwind of emotions inside him.

As he got into his own car and started the engine, he knew one thing for certain: he couldn't keep pretending nothing had changed. The next weekend couldn't come soon enough. He needed to understand what was happening between him and Yn, and more importantly, he needed to talk to her about it. The future felt uncertain, but for the first time, he felt a glimmer of excitement mixed with the fear. Something beautiful was on the horizon, and he was ready to embrace it.

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Austin was in his office, poring over inventory lists and planning for the upcoming sales season at the hardware store. The familiar tasks usually brought him a sense of calm, but today his mind kept drifting back to Yn and the confusion of his feelings. He was grateful for the distraction when Chris walked in, bringing a welcome break from the monotony.

"Hey, Austin," Chris greeted, leaning against the doorframe with a casual grin. "Got a minute?"

"Sure, come on in," Austin replied, motioning for him to take a seat. "What's up?"

Chris settled into the chair across from Austin's desk. They chatted about the weekend plans and the latest gossip from town. It was easy and familiar, but then Chris dropped a bombshell that made Austin's heart skip a beat.

"So, I heard Yn got asked out on a date by John," Chris said nonchalantly, as if he were mentioning the weather.

Austin's world tilted on its axis. He felt a sudden, sharp pang of jealousy, a feeling he had never associated with Yn before. His mind raced, trying to process the information while keeping his composure. "John?" he repeated, his voice tight. "Who's John?"

"Yeah, John," Chris continued, unaware of the turmoil he had unleashed in Austin. "He's a great guy. He's doing his term to become a doctor. Really smart, charming, the whole package."

Austin forced a smile, his mind reeling. "Oh, that's... great," he said, struggling to keep his voice steady. Inside, a storm was brewing. Images of Yn with John flashed through his mind—Yn laughing at his jokes, Yn looking at him with those sparkling eyes, Yn being held by him. The thought made his stomach churn.

"Who is this guy?" he asked, trying to sound casual. "I don't think I've met him."

"He's new in town," Chris explained. "Moved here a few months ago. Everyone's been talking about him. Seems like a really nice guy."

As Chris talked, Austin felt completely lost. He tried to suppress the feelings swirling within him, but they were too powerful to ignore. He didn't want to lose Yn. The idea of her being with someone else, of her heart belonging to another man, was unbearable. He realized, with startling clarity, that his feelings for her were much deeper than he had admitted to himself.

"Yeah, sounds like it," Austin said, his voice distant. He struggled to focus on what Chris was saying, his thoughts consumed by the fear of losing Yn. The memories of their shared moments, their laughter, their unspoken bond—they all seemed to take on a new, painful significance. How had he not seen this coming? How had he been so blind to his own feelings?

"Well, anyway," Chris said, standing up and stretching. "Just thought I'd give you a heads-up. We'll see how it goes, right?"

"Yeah, thanks for letting me know," Austin replied, forcing another smile. "I'll see you later, Chris."

As Chris left, Austin sat back in his chair, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. The thought of Yn with John was like a knife to his heart. He couldn't lose her, not when he had just started to realize how much she meant to him. He had to do something, but what? The fear of ruining their friendship held him back, yet the thought of doing nothing and watching her drift away was even more terrifying.

Austin's thoughts were a chaotic mix of jealousy, fear, and longing. He pictured Yn's face, her smile, the way she made him feel whole. He knew he couldn't keep these feelings bottled up any longer. He had to talk to Yn, to tell her how he felt, before it was too late. The uncertainty was daunting, but the possibility of losing her was something he couldn't bear.

With a determined sigh, Austin resolved to face his feelings head-on. He couldn't let fear hold him back. He had to fight for what he wanted, and what he wanted more than anything was Yn.

As Austin sat alone in his office, the realization hit him with the force of a tidal wave: he was in love with Yn. The thought was both exhilarating and terrifying, leaving him breathless and disoriented. He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes as he tried to process this profound revelation.

The images of Yn from last night replayed in his mind: her soft voice reciting the poem, the warmth of her hand on his cheek, the way her eyes seemed to look into the depths of his soul. Each memory was a vivid reminder of how much she meant to him. He had always known that Yn was special, but now he understood that she was more than just a friend—she was the person who completed him, who made his life brighter and richer.

Austin thought about all the moments they had shared, the laughter and the tears, the silent understanding that passed between them. He remembered the late-night conversations where they had bared their souls to each other, the comfort of her presence when words weren't needed, and the joy of seeing her smile. Each of these memories now took on a deeper significance, painted with the colors of love he had been too blind to see before.

He realized that Yn had always been the constant in his life, the one person he could always count on. She had been there through every challenge, every heartbreak, and every triumph. Her kindness, her intelligence, her unwavering support—they were the qualities that had drawn him to her, the foundation of their unshakeable bond. But now he saw that these qualities were also the seeds of a deeper connection, one that had been growing quietly within him all along.

As Austin sat there, he felt a sense of clarity wash over him. He understood now why the thought of Yn with someone else, with John, had caused such a visceral reaction. It wasn't just jealousy; it was the fear of losing the person who had become the center of his world. The idea of Yn's heart belonging to another man was unbearable because his own heart was already intertwined with hers.

The realization brought a mix of emotions. There was a deep, aching longing to be with her, to hold her close and never let her go. There was also fear—the fear of rejection, of ruining the precious friendship they had built over the years. But alongside the fear was a newfound determination. Austin knew that he couldn't keep these feelings hidden. He had to take the risk, to tell Yn how he felt, because the possibility of a future without her was too painful to contemplate.

He thought about what to say, how to approach her. Should he be direct, or should he ease into it, testing the waters? The thought of confessing his love was daunting, but the alternative—doing nothing and watching her slip away—was far worse. He knew that Yn valued honesty, that she would appreciate him being open and sincere.

Austin took a deep breath, feeling a sense of resolve settle within him. He couldn't predict how Yn would react, but he knew he had to be true to himself and to his feelings. Love was a risk, but it was also the greatest adventure, and he was ready to embark on it, no matter the outcome.

With this newfound clarity, Austin stood up, feeling a surge of energy and purpose. He knew that the next step would be the hardest, but it was also the most important. He had to find Yn and tell her the truth. He had to fight for the love that had been growing in his heart, the love that had transformed his view of the world.

As he left his office, Austin felt a mixture of nervousness and hope. Whatever happened next, he knew that he had to take this leap of faith. Because in his heart, he knew that Yn was worth it—worth the risk, worth the fear, and worth the love that had been waiting to be discovered all along.

Austin's fingers trembled slightly as he typed out a message to Yn, hoping to find some time to talk to her. He needed to tell her how he felt, but he wanted to gauge her mood first, find the right moment.

Austin: Hey Yn, how are you? What are you up to?

A few moments later, his phone buzzed with her reply.

Yn: Hey Austin! I'm good. I'm actually out right now. On a date with this guy... he seems nice.

Yn: I'll talk to you later, okay?

Austin stared at his phone, his heart sinking. The words felt like a punch to the gut. Yn was on a date. With someone nice. He felt his heart shatter into a million pieces, the fragments of hope he had clung to now scattered and broken.

He sat down heavily in his chair, the reality of the situation hitting him like a tidal wave. Yn was out with someone else, someone she thought was nice. His mind spiraled into a dark place, consumed by thoughts of her laughing with this guy, holding his hand, maybe even falling in love with him.

The image of Yn marrying someone else played in his mind like a torturous loop. He saw her walking down the aisle, her eyes filled with happiness—but the man waiting for her wasn't him. The thought was unbearable, a deep, aching pain that settled in his chest.

He imagined their future slipping away, all the moments they could have shared, the life they could have built together. The realization that he might have missed his chance, that he had waited too long to confess his feelings, was a bitter pill to swallow.

Austin's thoughts were a whirlwind of regret and longing. He remembered all the times they had spent together, the way her presence had always brought him comfort and joy. Now, those memories felt like a cruel reminder of what he was losing.

He knew he had to do something, but the fear of ruining their friendship still held him back. What if she didn't feel the same way? What if his confession made things awkward between them? But then again, what if she did feel the same? What if he was letting his chance at true happiness slip through his fingers?

Determined to fight for what he wanted, Austin took a deep breath and made a decision. He couldn't let fear dictate his actions. He had to tell Yn how he felt, before it was too late. With a newfound sense of resolve, he started to formulate a plan. He would wait for her to get back, and then he would find the right moment to tell her everything.

For now, he had to endure the painful wait, hoping that the date wouldn't change anything between them.

Austin counted the hours, minutes, and seconds until the weekend, each passing moment stretching endlessly. His thoughts were consumed by Yn, the image of her with another man gnawing at him. He knew he had to tell her how he felt, and the anticipation was almost unbearable. When the day finally arrived, he headed to their usual meeting spot earlier than usual, knowing that Yn often came early too.

He arrived at the café, the sun just beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the city. He chose a table near the window, the soft hum of conversation around him doing little to calm his racing heart. He kept glancing at the door, hoping to see her walk in.

A few minutes later, his patience was rewarded. Yn entered, her presence immediately lighting up the room. She spotted him and smiled, making her way over.

"Hey, you’re early," she said, a teasing glint in her eyes. "How come?"

"Just felt like it," Austin replied, trying to keep his tone casual as he returned her smile. "Wanted to get a good seat."

Yn sat down across from him, her eyes scanning the menu. "It’s a good spot. So, what’s up?"

Austin took a deep breath, gathering his courage. "I heard you went on a date."

Yn glanced up, her expression shifting slightly. "I did. John... He seems like a good guy. A real gentleman."

Austin nodded, his heart sinking momentarily. But then he noticed a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. "But...?" he prompted gently.

Yn sighed, looking a bit sad. "He might leave for his internship soon. I don’t think I want to do a long-distance relationship, especially not so soon."

"Oh," Austin said, his heart leaping with joy. He struggled to keep his emotions in check, his mind racing with possibilities. Yn’s hesitation meant that there was still a chance, that she wasn’t completely committed to John.

Before he could say more, the rest of their friends arrived. Max, Sarah, Jenna, and Chris filtered in, filling the café with their laughter and chatter. The group settled in, ordering drinks and catching up on the latest news.

Austin’s mind was only half on the conversation. He kept stealing glances at Yn, his heart swelling with hope. Her words echoed in his mind, a reminder that he still had a chance to tell her how he felt. But with their friends around, it would have to wait a little longer.

As the evening progressed, Austin found himself laughing and joking with the group, but his thoughts remained firmly fixed on Yn. He watched her interact with their friends, her smile bright and her laughter infectious. Every moment spent with her only reinforced his feelings, making him more determined to seize his chance.

Finally, as the evening drew to a close and the group began to disperse, Austin found a moment alone with Yn. He took a deep breath, the words he had rehearsed a thousand times ready to spill from his lips.

"Yn," he began, his voice steady but his heart racing. "There's something I need to tell you."

She looked at him, her expression curious and open. "What is it, Austin?"

As Austin prepared to speak, the moment he had been waiting for, Yn's phone rang. She glanced at the screen, a flicker of surprise and anticipation crossing her face. She held up a finger, signaling him to wait, and answered the call.

Austin watched as Yn's expression shifted from casual to excited. He caught snippets of the conversation—something about making plans for another date. His heart sank as he realized it was John calling. The realization was a gut punch; Yn was clearly interested in this guy, and his chance to confess his feelings might slip away.

Yn's cheeks flushed a delicate pink as she talked, her smile radiant. Austin's heart ached at the sight. He wanted so desperately to be the reason for that blush, to be the one who made her smile like that. The thought of John being the one to bring her such joy and affection felt like a cruel twist of fate. He had always admired Yn’s beauty and charm, but now it was clear that his feelings for her ran deeper than he had ever realized.

He felt a pang of jealousy and sadness, the realization that she might be moving on with someone else hitting him hard. The thought of John being in the picture, of her finding happiness with someone else, made him question the timing of his own confession. Austin wanted nothing more than to be the person who made her happy, who could share those tender moments with her.

Yn ended the call, her smile fading into a look of curiosity as she turned her attention back to Austin. "Sorry about that," she said, her tone apologetic. "John asked if I'd like to go out again."

Austin forced a smile, trying to mask the disappointment in his eyes. "No problem," he said, his voice tinged with a mix of regret and resignation. "I actually forgot what I was going to say."

Yn looked at him, a hint of confusion and concern in her eyes. "Oh, are you sure?"

"Yeah, it's nothing," Austin said, his mind racing for a way to save face. "I’ll catch up with you later."

Yn nodded, sensing something was off but not pressing further. "Alright. I'll talk to you soon."

As Yn joined the rest of the group, Austin watched her go, his heart heavy with unspoken words and unfulfilled desires. He had missed his chance for now, but he knew he couldn’t let this be the end. He would find another moment, a more personal and private time to tell her how he truly felt. The fear of losing her was overshadowed by the resolve to be honest with her, no matter the outcome.

The evening continued, the group's laughter and conversation a distant murmur as Austin’s thoughts remained consumed by Yn and the conversation that never happened. He knew he had to act soon, but for now, he would wait and hope for another opportunity to reveal his heart.

Austin and Chris lingered outside the café, the group having just left. The street was quiet, the evening air cool and crisp. Austin, feeling a weight lifted now that he had shared his feelings, turned to Chris, who was leaning against a lamppost.

“Austin, you’ve been acting weird all night,” Chris said, a hint of concern in his voice. “What’s going on?”

Austin hesitated, looking down at his shoes before meeting Chris’s gaze. “I... I was going to tell Yn how I feel tonight. But then John called, and... well, you heard.”

Chris’s expression softened with understanding. “Yeah, I noticed. So, what’s the deal? You really like her, don’t you?”

Austin nodded, the intensity of his emotions clear in his eyes. “I do. More than I ever realized. I just didn’t know how to tell her. Now it feels like it’s too late.”

Chris pushed off the lamppost and faced Austin squarely. “Dude, you’ve got to tell her. You two are perfect for each other. I’ve seen how you look at her. I’ve seen how she lights up around you.”

Austin sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I want to, but I’m scared. What if she doesn’t feel the same way? What if I ruin our friendship?”

Chris shook his head, a reassuring smile on his face. “Austin, you’ve known her forever. She’s been there for you through everything. If she’s with John now, it’s not because she doesn’t care about you. It’s just... complicated. You’ve got to take the chance. Be honest with her. The worst thing you can do is not say anything at all.”

Austin looked down the street, considering Chris’s words. “But what if it changes everything between us?”

Chris’s tone was firm but encouraging. “Yeah, it might. But it could also change everything for the better. You’re both amazing people, and if she’s got feelings for you too, you need to find out. And if not, at least you’ll know. But don’t let fear hold you back.”

Austin felt a surge of hope mixed with apprehension. Chris’s words were a lifeline, giving him the courage he needed. “You really think so?”

Chris nodded confidently. “Absolutely. You’ve got nothing to lose by being honest. And believe me, Yn will appreciate your sincerity. Trust me, she’s worth the risk.”

Austin took a deep breath, feeling a renewed sense of determination. “Thanks, Chris. I needed to hear that.”

Chris clapped him on the shoulder. “Anytime. Now go talk to her before it’s too late. I know you two belong together.”

Austin found himself unable to escape the swirling thoughts of Yn. The image of her on a second date with John, the promising young doctor, consumed his mind. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw them together, sharing laughter and stolen glances. The idea of Yn finding happiness with someone else left him feeling unsettled, the pang of jealousy sharp and unrelenting.

He imagined them on romantic outings, John’s hand casually brushing against hers, their smiles shared in intimate moments. The thought gnawed at him, each scenario more painful than the last. Austin’s mind was a storm of regret and longing, questioning if he had missed his chance. The more he thought about it, the more he realized just how much he wanted to be the one by her side.

The reality of his situation became a heavy burden, pressing down on him with every passing moment. He knew he needed to do something, but the fear of rejection and the potential to lose her friendship held him back. The conflict within him was intense, a battle between the desire to act and the fear of the unknown.

Then, unexpectedly, his thoughts were interrupted by a knock at his door. Austin opened it to find Yn standing there, looking both tired and relieved. The sight of her brought a wave of warmth and hope crashing over him.

“Hey, Austin,” Yn said, offering a tired but genuine smile. “How come you’re here?” Austin asked, a mixture of surprise and relief in his voice. “Not that I’m complaining.”

Yn stepped inside, her shoulders relaxing as she entered. “I was just in the area and thought I’d drop by. Work’s been a bit overwhelming, and I needed a break.”

Austin watched her as she settled on the couch, noticing the weariness in her eyes. “Your publisher making you work too hard, Yn?”

She sighed, a small, resigned smile on her lips. “Kind of. It’s been a lot lately. I just needed to get away from the office for a bit.”

Austin nodded, taking a seat across from her. “I get that. Sometimes it’s good to take a breather.”

Yn looked at him, her gaze curious. “How are things with you, Mr. Boss Man?” she teased, a hint of playfulness in her tone.

Austin managed a chuckle, though his mind was still racing. “Nothing much, just the usual. But... there are things on my mind.”

Yn’s expression softened, and she shifted slightly, giving him her full attention. “Like what?”

Austin took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nervousness and resolve. This was the moment he had been waiting for, the chance to open up and share his feelings. He knew he had to be honest, to confront the uncertainty and the emotions that had been overwhelming him.

“I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” he began, his voice steady but heartfelt. “About us. About how I feel. I... I’ve realized that I have feelings for you, Yn. More than just friendship.”

Yn’s eyes widened slightly, and for a moment, the room was filled with a charged silence. Austin could see the surprise and the myriad of emotions playing across her face. He had hoped for this chance to speak, but the reality of it was both exhilarating and daunting.

“I didn’t know how to tell you,” he continued, “and seeing you with someone else, it made me realize just how much I care about you. I didn’t want to let you slip away without at least being honest about how I feel.”

Yn remained silent for a moment, her expression thoughtful. Austin watched her closely, trying to gauge her reaction. He felt a mix of relief and anxiety, having finally spoken his truth, but now awaiting her response.

The atmosphere between them was charged, each moment stretching out as they both processed the weight of the conversation. Austin’s heart pounded, and he could only hope that his confession would lead to a deeper understanding, whatever the outcome might be.

Austin felt a cold wave of panic crash over him as Yn’s words hung in the air. "I don’t know what to say, Austin... I am seeing this guy..." The door closed behind her with a finality that echoed in his chest. The silence that followed was deafening, filled with the weight of his unspoken fears.

He stood there, rooted to the spot, his mind racing through a storm of thoughts. Had he just jeopardized their years of friendship? The dread of having pushed her away gnawed at him, a relentless ache in his heart. He replayed the moment over and over, the look of surprise and uncertainty on her face. The reality of his confession crashing against the hope he had clung to made him question everything. He had wanted to be honest, but now the possibility of losing her was more real than ever.

Austin slowly turned back towards his room, the heavy silence wrapping around him. Every step felt like it was through thick fog, his thoughts clouded with regret and fear. Just as he was about to retreat into the sanctuary of his thoughts, the door swung open again.

Yn burst back into the room, her expression a mix of determination and vulnerability. Without a word, she closed the distance between them, her hands gripping his shoulders with a sense of urgency. Before Austin could fully process what was happening, Yn’s lips were on his, warm and tender.

The kiss was fierce and full of emotion, breaking through the turmoil that had enveloped him. Austin’s heart raced, every nerve in his body alight with a mix of shock and joy. It was as if the world had stopped spinning, leaving only the intensity of their connection in its wake. He kissed her back, pouring all the feelings he had struggled to articulate into the embrace. The kiss deepened, a silent exchange of everything he had wanted to say, everything he had feared losing.

When they finally pulled away, both breathless, Yn’s eyes were glistening. “I needed to make a call to John,” she said softly, her voice trembling slightly. “To cancel the date.”

Austin’s emotions surged, a powerful mix of relief, happiness, and disbelief flooding through him. The realization that she had chosen him, that she was willing to give them a chance, left him overwhelmed. His hands cupped her face gently, his eyes searching hers for any hint of uncertainty.

“You... you really meant that?” Austin asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Yn nodded, her gaze unwavering. “Yes. I realized... I realized that I don’t want to be with John. I want to be with you, Austin. I always have.”

Austin’s heart swelled with a profound sense of gratitude and love. He pulled her close again, his lips finding hers in another passionate kiss. This time, it was softer, filled with the tenderness of newfound hope. Each kiss was a promise, a reassurance of the feelings they both shared.

As they broke apart, Austin looked at her with a mixture of awe and adoration. “Thank you for giving us a chance,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “I was so afraid I’d lost you.”

Yn smiled, her eyes reflecting the same deep affection. “You haven’t lost me. Not at all.”

They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the room filled with a sense of quiet joy and possibility. The fears and regrets of earlier melted away, replaced by the warmth of their mutual affection. It was a new beginning, a chance to build on the foundation of their friendship and explore the depth of their love.

For Austin, the world had shifted, and it had shifted for the better. The future was still uncertain, but for now, he had Yn by his side, and that was all that mattered.

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As their relationship blossomed, Yn was continually surprised by the depth of Austin’s affection and attentiveness. The side of him she was discovering was one she had never known existed, and it unfolded in thoughtful, unexpected ways.

Austin’s actions were full of small but meaningful gestures that spoke volumes about his feelings. He had always been considerate, but now his attentiveness took on a new dimension. Whenever they went out, he would always insist on picking her up, often surprising her with a bouquet of fresh flowers. Whether it was a spontaneous gift of her favorite blooms or a hand-picked arrangement for a special occasion, each bouquet was a testament to his thoughtfulness.

One weekend, as they planned to visit a local market, Austin showed up at Yn’s door with a bouquet of sunflowers. “I saw these and thought of you,” he said with a shy smile. The vibrant flowers brightened her day and added a special touch to their outing.

Austin’s sense of romance was evident in the way he organized their dates. He never let Yn pay, always covering the bill with a gentle insistence. At first, Yn tried to protest, but Austin’s firm yet loving response was always the same. “It’s my pleasure, Yn. I want to treat you.”

On a cozy evening, they went out for dinner at a charming little bistro. As they enjoyed their meal, Austin noticed Yn’s hesitation when the check arrived. With a reassuring smile, he took it before she could reach for her wallet. “Tonight’s on me,” he said, his eyes twinkling with affection.

Austin’s care extended beyond grand gestures. He was attentive to the small details of Yn’s life, always making sure she felt cherished. He would drop her off at work and pick her up, no matter how busy his own schedule was. This routine, while simple, became a cherished part of their relationship. Yn appreciated the way he made time for her, even when he was swamped with work.

One rainy day, as they were about to head out, Austin noticed Yn’s concern about getting wet. Without a word, he fetched an umbrella from his car and held it over her as they walked to the entrance of the café. His quiet act of care was a reflection of his deep affection.

Austin’s love was also expressed through unexpected surprises. One day, after a particularly stressful week at work for Yn, Austin showed up at her apartment with a basket of her favorite snacks and a handwritten note. The note, filled with encouragement and love, was a small but powerful reminder of his support.

“You work so hard, and I just wanted to remind you how amazing you are,” the note read. Yn was touched by the gesture, feeling the weight of her stress lift as she realized how much thought Austin had put into comforting her.

Beyond physical gestures, Austin was a constant source of emotional support. When Yn faced challenges at work or personal hurdles, Austin was there with a listening ear and comforting words. He would stay up late to talk with her about her day, offering advice and encouragement. His presence was a steadying force in her life, a testament to the depth of his feelings.

In one instance, Yn had a particularly rough day and was feeling down. Austin showed up with a home-cooked meal and their favorite movie. As they sat together on the couch, he simply held her hand, his silent support more comforting than words.

Austin’s approach to their relationship was deeply intentional. He made an effort to show his love in ways that went beyond the ordinary. He remembered the little things she liked—her favorite coffee blend, the exact way she liked her tea, and the particular book series she was reading. His attentiveness to these details made her feel uniquely valued.

Each instance of Austin’s care and affection was a revelation for Yn. The side of him that was now evident was one of genuine love and devotion, a stark contrast to the friendship they had once shared. As their relationship grew, so did her appreciation for the depth of Austin’s feelings, solidifying their bond in ways she had never anticipated.

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When Austin and Yn’s relationship deepened, their physical intimacy revealed a side of Austin that contrasted sharply with his usual tender demeanor. Their lovemaking was an intense and passionate experience, marked by a raw, almost primal energy that took Yn by surprise.The shift from Austin’s usual gentle touch to the fervent passion in their lovemaking began with a growing sense of anticipation. His touches were deliberate and slow, each caress igniting a deeper yearning within Yn. He would often gaze at her with an intensity that conveyed both affection and desire, creating a charged atmosphere that heightened their anticipation.

When their physical connection reached its peak, Austin’s demeanor transformed dramatically. His kisses became more urgent, his hands exploring her with a fervor that seemed almost untamed. The transition from his usual affectionate gestures to this passionate side was marked by a sense of urgency and intensity. He moved with a sense of need and desire, his actions driven by an overwhelming desire to connect with Yn on a primal level.

During their intimate moments, Austin’s passion was unrestrained. He was fully present, his movements bold and assertive. His kisses were deep and demanding, his touch insistent. He took control with a commanding presence, guiding their lovemaking with a confidence that was both thrilling and comforting. This intensity was a stark contrast to his typically reserved and thoughtful nature.

Despite the ferocity of his actions, there was an underlying emotional depth to their lovemaking. Austin’s passionate approach was not just about physical pleasure; it was an expression of his profound love and connection with Yn. His movements were driven by an intense desire to make her feel cherished and adored, and his wild energy was balanced by moments of tender connection.

After their intense lovemaking, Austin’s demeanor would often shift back to the gentle and affectionate nature Yn was familiar with. The afterglow of their passion was accompanied by tender touches and heartfelt expressions of love. He would hold her close, his kisses soft and soothing, his words filled with tenderness. This transition from feral intensity to affectionate calm created a balanced and deeply satisfying experience.

As Yn experienced the depth of Austin’s passion during their intimate moments, she couldn’t help but feel that he transformed into someone almost otherworldly. His wild and fervent approach seemed to unlock a part of him she had never encountered before, and it left her both exhilarated and contemplative.

In the heat of their lovemaking, Yn felt as though Austin was not just expressing his desire but was driven by a deeper, almost primal urge. His intensity and the way he seemed to want to claim her, to possess her, were strikingly different from his usual, gentle demeanor. It was as if he was driven by a need to assert his presence, to make her feel completely and wholly his.

She was struck by the raw power in his movements, the fervent way he explored and connected with her. It felt as if he was not just loving her but was deeply immersed in an act of claiming, an expression of a profound, almost fierce bond. The sensation was both thrilling and overwhelming, leaving her breathless and captivated.

Yn marveled at the transformation, finding herself enveloped in a passion that seemed to transcend everyday affection. She could feel his need and desire in every touch, every kiss, and every whisper. It was a stark contrast to his usual tenderness, and it made their intimacy feel all the more profound.

In those moments, Yn felt a mix of awe and surrender. Austin’s intensity was so consuming that it made her feel as though their connection was not just physical but deeply emotional and possessive in a way that made her feel cherished and special. His desire to claim and possess her wasn’t about control but about a profound connection that seemed to merge their souls in a way she had never experienced before.

As they reached the peak of their passion, Yn felt a surge of emotions—love, admiration, and a deep, primal sense of belonging. The raw, unrestrained way Austin expressed his feelings made her realize just how deeply he cared for her, adding a new layer to their relationship that was both exhilarating and deeply satisfying.

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As one day the evening was winding down, and the group had started to disperse. Yn was chatting with Emma about an upcoming book release when Austin excused himself to grab a drink from the bar. As he waited for his order, a woman approached him, her smile confident and her demeanor flirtatious.

"Hey there," she said, leaning against the bar beside him. "Haven't seen you around here before. What's your name?"

Austin glanced at her briefly, his expression polite but distant. "I'm Austin," he replied, keeping his tone neutral.

The woman’s smile widened, mistaking his politeness for interest. "Well, Austin, you look like you could use some company. How about a drink?" She gestured to the bartender.

Austin smiled politely but shook his head. "Thanks for the offer, but I’m actually here with someone."

Undeterred, she leaned in closer. "Oh, come on. One drink won’t hurt. Your friend won’t mind, will they?"

Austin’s gaze shifted subtly towards Yn, who was laughing at something Emma had said. His eyes softened for a moment before he turned back to the woman. "I appreciate the invitation, but I'm not interested," he said smoothly. "I’m here with my girlfriend, and she’s all the company I need."

The woman frowned slightly, her confidence wavering. "Are you sure? We could have a good time."

Austin’s polite smile never faltered. "I’m sure. I’m really not interested, but thank you for understanding." He picked up his drink and nodded once more before walking back to Yn.

Yn looked up as he approached, catching the tail end of the encounter. "Everything okay?" she asked, a hint of concern in her eyes.

Austin nodded, a small smile playing on his lips as he wrapped an arm around her waist. "Everything’s perfect," he said, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Just had to turn down some unsolicited company."

Yn raised an eyebrow, amused. "Really? Was she persistent?"

"Persistent enough," he replied with a chuckle. "But she didn’t stand a chance. I’ve got everything I need right here." He tightened his hold on her, and Yn felt a rush of warmth at his words.

"Good," she said, leaning into him. "Because you’re stuck with me."

Austin’s eyes sparkled with affection as he looked at her. "And I wouldn’t have it any other way." They shared a quiet moment, the rest of the world fading away as they reveled in the certainty of their love and commitment.

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Yn had always been the reserved type, especially when it came to public displays of affection. It wasn’t that she didn’t love Austin with every fiber of her being—she did, deeply. But she preferred to keep their intimate moments private, a quiet expression of their bond that only they shared. Austin, on the other hand, was unabashedly affectionate, never holding back his love for her, no matter where they were. This often left Yn flustered beyond measure, especially when they were in public.

One sunny Saturday afternoon, they decided to take a stroll through the bustling city park. The air was crisp, filled with the sounds of laughter and birdsong, and the paths were crowded with families, joggers, and couples enjoying the beautiful day. As they walked hand in hand, Austin seemed particularly buoyant, his happiness radiating with every step.

Without warning, he pulled Yn into a sudden, playful twirl, his laughter echoing through the park. Yn’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn’t help but laugh along with him, his joy infectious. "Austin, what are you doing?" she asked, her voice a mixture of exasperation and amusement.

"Just enjoying the day with my beautiful girlfriend," he replied, pulling her close and planting a quick kiss on her lips. Several passersby smiled at the sight, but Yn’s face turned an even deeper shade of red.

"Austin, people are watching," she whispered, glancing around nervously.

"So what?" he said with a grin, his arms still wrapped around her. "Let them watch. I want the whole world to know how much I love you."

Yn bit her lip, trying to suppress her flustered smile. She appreciated his enthusiasm, but the attention made her feel self-conscious. "I love you too, but maybe we could tone it down a bit?"

Austin’s eyes sparkled with mischief. "Tone it down? Where’s the fun in that?" He leaned in, nuzzling her neck and making her giggle involuntarily.

As they continued their walk, Austin remained true to form, stealing kisses and holding her close, his touch a constant reminder of his affection. Each gesture, though simple, felt like a proclamation of his love, and while it left Yn feeling flustered, it also made her heart swell with adoration.

Later, they stopped by a quaint little café for a break. As they waited for their drinks, Austin wrapped his arm around Yn’s shoulders, pulling her into his side. "You know," he said softly, his voice just for her, "I love seeing you blush. It’s adorable."

Yn looked up at him, her eyes twinkling with a mixture of embarrassment and fondness. "You’re impossible, you know that?"

"And you love me for it," he teased, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

She sighed, resting her head against his chest. "Yeah, I do. Even when you’re making me turn as red as a tomato."

They both laughed, the sound a harmonious blend of love and joy. Yn knew she’d never be as outwardly expressive as Austin, but his unabashed affection was something she cherished deeply. It reminded her every day of the strength of their bond, and while it often left her flustered, it also made her feel incredibly loved.

As they sipped their drinks and watched the world go by, Yn felt a sense of contentment settle over her. Austin’s love was bold and unwavering, a constant presence that balanced her more reserved nature. Together, they created a harmony that was uniquely theirs, a testament to the power of love in all its forms.

Austin’s public displays of affection weren’t limited to just parks and cafes. His love for Yn was evident in every aspect of their lives, often catching her off guard and leaving her flustered yet undeniably happy.

One evening, they attended a friend’s birthday party at a trendy rooftop bar. The city skyline twinkled in the background, and laughter filled the air as their friends mingled and chatted. Yn had dressed up for the occasion, wearing a simple yet elegant dress that made her feel confident. Austin, however, couldn’t keep his eyes—or hands—off her.

As they stood with a group of friends, Austin slid his arm around her waist, pulling her closer. "You look stunning tonight," he whispered in her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine.

Yn’s cheeks turned pink, and she glanced around, hoping no one had noticed their intimate exchange. "Austin," she murmured, trying to maintain her composure. "We’re in the middle of a party."

"I don’t care," he said with a playful grin, pressing a kiss to her temple. "I just want everyone to know how lucky I am."

Their friends smiled knowingly, clearly amused by Austin’s affectionate behavior. Yn felt a mix of embarrassment and pride, her heart swelling with love for the man who wasn’t afraid to show the world how he felt.

Later that week, they went grocery shopping together. It was a mundane errand, but Austin managed to turn it into a memorable experience. As they wandered through the aisles, he’d occasionally sneak up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and swaying gently to the store’s background music. Yn would laugh, trying to shush him, but unable to hide her delight.

At the checkout line, Austin leaned in and kissed her cheek, earning a few smiles and knowing glances from other shoppers. "You’re impossible," Yn said, her face a familiar shade of red.

"And you love it," he replied, giving her a wink.

One of the most memorable instances happened during a family gathering at Austin’s parents’ house. They were sitting in the backyard, enjoying a barbecue with his extended family. Austin’s younger cousins were running around, playing games, and the adults were deep in conversation.

Austin, however, seemed solely focused on Yn. As they sat on a bench swing, he leaned in and nuzzled her neck, making her giggle. "Austin, your family is right there," she whispered, glancing at his parents who were watching them with amused expressions.

"So?" he said, his voice full of affection. "I love you, and I’m not going to hide it."

Yn felt a rush of warmth, her heart overflowing with love. Despite her natural reserve, she appreciated Austin’s open displays of affection. They reminded her of how deeply he cared and how proud he was to be with her.

Their moments together, whether in public or private, were filled with a blend of his boldness and her quiet adoration. Austin’s love was a constant, vibrant presence in her life, one that made her feel cherished and adored every single day. And while his unabashed affection often left her flustered, it also made her realize just how deeply she loved him in return.

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