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‘I Could Come And Love You’ Ben Hardy x Reader x Rami Malek

Summary: Female reader is caught up in a love triangle between Rami and Ben, having feelings for both, but what's going to happen?

Words: 1.5K+

Warnings: angst, kissing and suggestive conversation

Enjoy:

“Aand CUT! That’s it! It’s a wrap guys.” 

The final scene of ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ just finished, you could take deep breath now. The past few months were more than exhausting, because this was a special production you were working on. Not only because of Queen, but because four of the loveliest actors were at your co-directing. Two, slightly more than the other. Ben and Rami. 

Rami, you met on ‘Mr. Robot’ where you were invited to co-direct, but did only a few episodes, because it was in New York, and you had a busy schedule to run back in London. Ben, you knew from mutual friends, like actors and producers, and one thing led to another, you were hired to work on a soap drama called ‘EastEnders’ for about two years. 

“That’s it! Perfect. Perfect. Amazing, boys.” you praised through the speaker as the crew clapped. You stormed right away and gave each a lovely hug. 

“Only fair we celebrate tonight” Joe suggests. They look at each other and nod in approval.

“Only fair if our dear director joins us.” Gwilym points a finger at you.

“The hell I am. Let’s do it.” you smile cheekily.

At the pub, you are sitting around a table impatiently tapping your fingers waiting for Ben to bring a pitcher from the bar. 

“You look like you need one.” Joe pokes you an elbow.

You shrug. 

“All I meant was, you earned it” he shoulder bumps you.

“Dear God Y/N, you need to relax. Loosen up, you made it. It’s going to be awesome. You’ll see.” Rami’s smile comforts you from across the table.

“Oh, it was all you, guys” you assure.

“Let’s not start again, shall we?” Gwilym interrupts you “Not that talk again, cuz if we do, I swear, I’ll flip shit.” All laugh, and you lift your arms in defeat.

Your eyes wander to meet Ben’s. He is carrying the pitcher, trying to balance, when he almost spills it on you.

“Bro, are no fit for a waiter, or shall I say waitress?” Rami pinches his cheek.

“It’s okay, cuz you didn’t. “Almost”, doesn’t count” you blink playfully at him, and Ben eases up.

“If any of you’ve came over to help!” he fusses.

“Oh enough, nobody move, nobody get hurt” you deviously point out.

During a few more rounds of pints, giggles, funny stories from set, maybe it’s the alcohol, but you catch Ben’s eyes on you a few times. Not like you haven’t taken your fair share staring at his eyes before, but this time it was different, or at least it seemed like. At one point everybody went to move around somewhere and it was just you and Rami on the table. He repositioned to sit next to you on the couch and placed his hand on top of yours. You shot him a dead eye “WTF?”. 

“You are amazing. Your energy… I can feel it, when I act, it’s like you command my thoughts, my character, I don’t know what is it about you that has such power over me” he speaks softly.

Your eyes widen at his words, “Wow, I mean, I was told, I am good at my job… but this, just wow” you nervously take a last sip off your glass and shift your hand away.

Then the guys are back. “Well, well, well, what do we have here, huh? Looks like two cozied up birdies” Ben starts to joke around. You look him square in the eyes, sensing something weird, but satisfying in the same time “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you are going jelly here Ben.”, you smirk. He presses lips turned red and his cheeks flushed. From the alcohol, right? You give him a wink to ease up. 

Since all of you were staying in the same hotel near the studios, you walked back together. With Ben and Rami on each side you were swinging your step joyfully. Joe and Gwylim catching up behind.

“Alrighty Y/N. I’ll walk you to your room now” Ben states, rather than asks, hoping to get rid of Rami, whose arm slides off yours and you loose him by the foyer. Soon after, you and Ben are in front of your room, you sincerely thank him. He just stays there looking dreamy, your eyes magnetized by his lips. He keeps you in his arms, inhaling your neck and hair. You give him a quick peck and push the door, but his arm on your waist won’t let go. He steps forward, pulling you closer and gives you a few sweet kisses. Instinctively, your hands fly to his neck and hold onto him. Suddenly you feel fluttering in your stomach. You pull away and almost whisper “Goodnight, Ben”. Running away, you close the door shut behind you. Laying your back at it, while Ben on the other side, presses his temple against the door.

A few moments later, you need distraction from your thoughts. Getting rid of clothes and running a foamy bath, should do it. Relaxing your shoulders, you stretch out your neck, hair pinned up. A sly smile on your face, eyes closed you rewind everything that had happened.

A knock on the door, not sure you heard it. Another knock. You step outside to wrap a dressing gown. Suspiciously you open slowly. A wide grin facing you, eyes playing different directions.

“What? What are you doing here? Something wrong?”

“Yes. No. In fact… “I wanted to see you”

“At this hour, Rami what is it?”

“Maybe, I shouldn’t have, you are obviously busy..”

You chuckle “Hell no, just having a bath, come on in now”.

“I don’t really wanna bother you...”

Once inside you walk to the bathroom, while he navigates around an armchair.

“Here’s the plan, I continue my bubble bath, while you pour a drink from the mini bar. Then start talking” you instruct him.

“Yeah, sure”

As you enter the bathroom, you leave the door a crack open. Letting the gown fall off you, you dip again in the hot water and play with the thick foam.

“Y/N, do you want a glass too?” Rami shouts from the other room.

“I do”

He walks in the bathroom and hands you a glass of red wine. 

“Cheers, love. Now start talking, what’s bothering you?” you initiate.

He eyes you up and down, although the foam has you almost covered. He sits on the floor next to you, back pressed against the tub, head turned to your face.

“There’s a person, I think, I fancy.” He starts quietly.

“Okay, what’s this person like?” you take a sip and close your eyes, rest your head back.

“I’ve known her for some time now, we worked together...“ he licks his lips and gulps. “The problem is, I don’t know if she fancies me as well.” He shakes his head “I’m definitely not the only one who’s got her interest, maybe I don’t have her interest at all…”

“Why would you say that?” your soft voice breaks a silence moment.

“A friend of mine, fancies her as well, and I think, in fact I saw him going home with her tonight.” His eyes locked searching for yours. He admires the way your skin glows, a little flushed from the heat, a few baby hairs curly from the humid. 

You open your eyes, not connecting the dots “But, Rami, you were with us all night, who are you tal..” you meet his eyes, before you could finish your sentence. “Aagh, oh” you shrug around. “Rami, I…” his eyes eager for your words. “If you are referring to me and Ben” you let a nervous chuckle “I, noo, nothing happened between us. Never did”. Before you know it, his lips are pressed against yours, you find yourself reaching for him. After a few soft kisses you pull away to take a deep breath.

“I’ve seen the way he looks at you” Rami starts, “and it ain’t chasteful. I look at his eyes, and I could read the things he wanna do with you. The hell, I know! Cuz I wanna do them too” His hand in tight fist, knuckles are white. You rest your head between your hands.

“Tell me Y/N, I have to know, right now, what do you feel. I cannot keep dreaming about you any longer” he is frustrated.

“Please Rami, don’t do this” you reach to turn his face to yours.

“Then tell me, tell me if you want to be with me, or him?”

“Please, don’t make me do this, not tonight..” you shake your head

He is about to go, but you catch his wrist and pull him down for a kiss. His fingers find your collarbone and rest on your neck. He deepens the kiss and lifts you up. All naked and dripping water, your hand rests on his chest, putting a barrier between your bodies. He pulls away and bites his lip.

“Stay” you’ll be damned for this.

“I..” he is shifting on you.

“Don’t think about it.” Your soft voice. His eyes hungry.

“Just, stay tonight" you swallow.

...

Soo, are we team Ben, or team Rami?