PLUMMER

A/N: I'm late like always! But when writers block and life interfere, I'm late. Here ya go! @therealbattleangel

Warnings: slight cussing

Parings: Tom Grant x Reader

Word count: 2k

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You just moved into your new place, It was small but it quickly became a home for you, something that rarely happens when moving.

With every new place it came with some defective parts and right now you kept on struggling with this one.

"Come on you piece of shit!" You said trying to untied the bolt that held the tube and sink connected.  You had googled why it wasn't draining or why a musky rotten smell came out of it.  You managed to use some chemicals and got rid of the smell, thank god, but the drainage still kept on going slow. So now you were trying to open the tube and see if something was stuck in there, that is what the nice man on YouTube said.

You cursed a few times when the thing wasn't budging. You grown frustrated and accidentally hit one of the water lines making it burst open.

"What the fuck!" The cool water kept on hitting your chest and face as you tried to reach over and shut the water line off. You gasped a couple of times feeling the water run up your nose until you finally switched it off.

"Shit" you said and grabbed a dry towel and your phone. You dialed the previous owners phone number and began laying dry towels on the floor trying to clean up the mess.

"Hello?"  The lady picked up and you quickly stopped what you were doing.

"Yes, Hi. I'm Y/n, the person who moved bought your trailer." You hear her gasp and tried making conversation but you were freezing your ass off and there was still a leaking pipe.

"Sorry for my rambling. What do you need honey?" You faked a laugh and said that 'it's okay! I enjoyed the talk' which was a load of shit. You were fed up with the damn sink!

"Do you have a handy man? Or someone who is a plumber? The bathroom sink isn't working right and I think that I made it worst." You heard a shuffling from the other line.

"Oh goodness. I actually do have someone I  mind. I'll give him a call and he'll be ther in less than five minutes if he is home." You sighed relieved and thanked the lady before hanging up. You began cleaning the water and putting the wet towels in the hamper when there was a knock on the trailer door.

"Coming!" You yelled and rushed to the door. You swung it opened almost hitting the person.

"You the guy?" You asked looking back into the bathroom making sure it was clean.

"Yeah." His voice sounded charming that you snapped your head back towards him. His brown eyes caught yours in a flash. He was incredibly handsome for a guy around these parts.

"Tom." He stretched out his hand and you shook it. His touch sent a shock to your body that you quickly removed your hand from his.

"Y/n. Come in! Bathroom is far end." You moved aside and let him through. Tom walked in and you pointed at the bathroom door. He winked at you and made his way. You were stuck with a blush running up your cheeks that you had to slap you cheek to snap out of it.

"What's the problem?" You followed behind him and explained what had happened, also your little fit costing one of the water lines. He kneeled down and began inspecting the sink. You kept on missing the side glances that Tom gave you while you kept on trying to clean up the water.

"Yeah-" you cut him off.

"Yeah what?" You said looking at him.

"The water line is fucked and I have to unscrew the pipe to see what is stuck in there." He said. You sighed annoyed knowing that, that was the reason why you were trying to unscrew it in the first place.

"I know." You mentioned and scooted closer towards him and began pointing out stuff under the sink. His eyes where glued to the way your wet hair stuck cutely to your face and how your lips moved, let's also mention how your wet shirt exposed some skin.

"Hello?" You waved your hand making him look away and closed his eyes.

"You okay?" You asked feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"Yeah it's that your wet shirt is a bit distracting and kind of sexy." He bluntly says. Your eyes snap down and see what he was referring. Your arms try and cover yourself but fail making you look ridiculous.

"Oh shit!" You said and ran towards your tiny bedroom slamming the door shut. Tom laughed and used one of the tools that he had on him to try and twist the screw, but he was struggling the same way you did. You on the other hand placed your hand on your chest feeling yourself breath heavily.

"You stupid fuck!" You angrily whispered to yourself when you see yourself in the mirror. You struggle to take off your wet clothes and drop it on the floor with a wet slap and rush to get a dark colored shirt. While making sure that you looked somewhat presentable a knock on your bedroom door made you jump.

"Its Tom! " you ridiculously rush towards the door and swing it open hitting your head with the edge.

"Yeah?" You rubbed your head and looked at him. He had a sweet smile on his face just taking your breath away.

"I see why you struggled. The last person sealed it pretty tight." He leaned against the doorframe and winked at you again. Heat took over your cheeks and it made him feel confident.

"You got to stop that." You said making him smile brightly.

"What?" Tom played dumb.

"I don't even know you and you just began flirting right off the top." You began feeling small as he scooted a bit closer to you.

"Whose fault was it to open their door to a single guy while they had their little wet tshirt contest." You ducked your head trying to hide the redness.

"It wasn't intentional, alright." You responded.

"I know..." he enjoyed how your ears turned a cute pink and how a strand of hair stuck against your cheek.

"You know..." he gently removed the strands of hair from your cheek.

"After I fix the sink, imma need some type of payment."  Your mind quickly went dirty and snapped your head up.

"What?! I bearly know you and you want-" he raised his hands to stop you. He understood that his words sounded inappropriate but his intentions were innocent. He laughed at your cute face and pulled away.

"I was wondering if you could pay me with a date." His demeanor turned shy and childish.

"You know, an Ice cream date by the beach side." You froze and made eye contact with him for a few seconds.  You knew that once he finished his sentence you had already screamed 'yes' in your head. Now you just needed to be vocal about it.

"Okay..." you said. He smiled brightly and backed out of your room, fumbling with a wrench he had in hand.

"Only if you fix the sink!" You yelled.

"Got it!" He exclaimed and jogged to the bathroom.

You patently waited as he finished the sink. You couldn't help but glance at him from your kitchen. He was incredibly attractive that you felt as if you're in a dream.

"Tom?" You called with a glass of lemonade in hand. He was screwing on the waterline and looked up at you.

"Need any help?" He shook his head and stood up.

"Just finished." He smiled when you handed him the glass.

"Good lemonade." He finished it and handed back the glass. The two of you stayed quiet and enjoyed each other's company when he looked at his watch.

"Its getting late if we want to get that ice cream." You nodded and grabbed your phone and wallet. The walk to the ice cream shop was long but seemed short while Tom kept on flirting with you.

"Two swirls, please." Tom said and payed the ice cream.  He handed it to you and he took a huge bite of his.

"Oh God. You know you're supposed to enjoy the ice cream." You giggled.

"Its hot. It'll melt fast." He responded and grabbed your free hand unexpectedly. You took advantage and began feeling his hand. It was rough and really warm while yours were clamy. You wanted to pull away but his hand tightened and began pulling you.

"Woah!" You said when he started jogging.

"Hurry! We're going to miss it!" You were confused but kept up with him. He kept on pushing pass people and got closer to the beach.

"What?! What are we going to miss?!" The now, night sky began lighting up. You looked up and see bright colors and kids yelling excitedly.

Tom slowed down and found a perfect rock for the two of you. The view was beautiful with the lighting making the ocean look like if it was dancing.

"Fireworks! How'd you know?!" Your eyes shined as you sat down on top of the rock. It had been a while since you've seen them, that you pointed each one that you found pretty. Tom kept his eyes on you. On how your lips curled up into a big grin or how your eyes spark. Tom missed all of the fireworks but he didn't complain. He was amazed by the view in front of him.

"That was amazing!" You had forgotten about your ice cream that had turned into a small puddle next to you.

"Thank you." You said and looked at Tom.

"Welcome." He softly said and sat closer towards you. Once more the two of you fell quiet enjoying the ocean breeze and waves.

"Do you believe that it takes 8 seconds for someone to fall in love?" Tom broke the silence making you look back at him.

"I've never heard of that..." you scooted closer towards him making eye contact.

"But I've come to believe that now." You began leaning in and he did the same. You could feel his warm breath hitting your lips making your breathing shallow.

His lips hovered over yours when cold water hit the two of you. You gasp and pull away covering your face.

"What the-" Tom yelled when a group of kids that lived around the neighborhood began giggling with water guns in hand. You had met the kids when you moved in. They wanted to help you with the heavy stuff.

"Tom and y/n sitting on a rock K.I.S.S.I.N.G-" Tom jumped off and began running towards them making them scatter. You decided to join him and go after the one who is the leader.

"Kids! Leave them alone!" One of the mothers yelled.

"Its time to go!" Another one called making all the kids whine.

"Aw man!" They bid their goodbyes and raced to their mothers. Tom and you were worn out.

"I think it's time to go home." You huffed trying to catch your breath. Tom had plastered himself on the sand. You reached out your hand and waited for him.

"Wanna walk me home, handsome?" Tom blushed but took your hand and got up.

"Sure." He lead the way without letting go of your hand. Once you let go of his hand and took a few steps toward your door.

"I had fun, Tom." You said genuinely and turned to him.

"So did I, Y/n." You finally leaned into him and pulled him into a kiss. It surprised Tom but he pulled you into him more.

The kiss was slow and tender, it felt right.

"I'll call you later...Goodnight." You pulled away leaving him speechless.

"Goodnight." He managed to say and waited until you had gone inside and closed your door. You quickly rush towards your bedroom window and look out.

"YES, YES YES!" You see Tom jump and blow kiss at your home before running away.

You flopped into your bed and began remembering what had happened throughout the day. How could you have kissed someone on the first day of meeting him. You placed your hand on your chest and felt your heart soaring.

You clean up the mess in your bathroom and get ready for bed still having a smile plastered on your face.

"Oh god!" You crash on your bed and try to get some sleep while having the day in mind.

Love Hurts

A/N: I got no sleep while writing this. You should know that I'm heavily inspired by music! Love Hurts by Nazareth is one of my Vecna songs. I would see myself dancing and trying to seduce someone with this song but it's better to write it.

Warnings: 18+ish, cuss words, alcohol.

Word count: 2k

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Eddie 'the Freak' Munson, fell for someone. It's surprising that someone like him falls for someone hard, but it happened. The only thing that made it difficult is that he wasn't the only one who fell for you. You, Y/n L/n, worked hard to put food on the table, even if it ment working two jobs.

"Welcome back, Eddie." Eddie became a frequent customer that the workers knew him by name, except you. Why? Because you were seen from a far. You weren't popular enough to be up front but you still had a small crowd.

"Uh, sure, thanks." Eddie said and walked back to his usual seat. Redness filled his cheeks when you came out revealing your outfit. A few whistles echoed.

~Love Hurts, Love Scars, Love wounds and marks...~

You shyly walked to your marker and began swaying your body; building your confidence to make the shift go with ease, comfort and well, money.

"Always think about the love of your life...if you had one." They would help you to make it easier.

"Think about how you'd show them your love, how to express your feelings for them." You had always kept that in mind that soon you built a crowd.

"The usual, Eddie Darling?" A waitress bend over to look at the shy boy in the eye. His eyes quickly went to the girls chest making him swallow thickly.

"Yes, please." He quietly said.

"Good boy." She pinched his cheek and blew a kiss at him. Once she was gone his eyes were on you once more. You played with your hair and he noticed how your beautiful lips moved as you sang along. Eddie had taken notes and realized that this was your favorite song, also Hungry Eyes by Eric Carmen.

You opened your eyes and glanced at everyone who was seated in front of you. You noticed the small pile of dollars on your feet and the people who threw them. You threw a kiss out earning a few more, but noticed that there was someone that sat far, just looking at you, not in a way that the others did. It was optional but you were full of fire and confidence that you walked off stage, something that you have never done, and stride towards him.

"Oooh ooh oh Love Hurts~" You sang when you were a feet away from him. His curly hair fell back revealing a sweaty, fevered face and widen eyes. You get closer and turned around sensually swaying your hips, before turning your head looking at him for permission to sit on his lap. He nods and you gently sit down but don't use all your weight on him. You rolled your hips and lean back against his chest trying to look at him.

"Are you okay?" You breathed into his ear. You noticed how your crowd followed you. You usually kept your eyes close not to see them but you couldn't keep them closed this time.

"I'm- I'm fine." Your eyes went to his lips, how beautifully pink and plump they were.

"You sure?" You asked when his eyes weren't on you but on the ground. You liked that about him, he was respectful, so respectful that his hands stayed on the arm rests not touching you.

"Yeah." He nervously sighed.

"Tell me to stop whenever you'd like, okay?" His eyes quickly went to you. He realized that you're not like the others. You're different and kind hearted. How were you in this profession?

He nodded and made eye contact with you. His eyes where beautifully chocolate and big that you wanted them to swallow you whole. He tried looking away when you told him to stop.

"Let me see those eyes-" you shyly said. He glanced around looking at the people around.

"Please." You begged and Eddie obeyed. He blinked slowly and went back to looking at you. After a few seconds you got tired and sat completely on his lap swaying. He sighed and gripped the arm rests.

"Let me know." You reminded him and placed your hands on top of his, easing them with your thumbs. Once he relaxed you intertwine your fingers with his and move them to your thighs. His hands trembled but you take the lead and slowly move his hands around. His hands felt hot and rough against your soft skin.

Soon you moved his hands up and underneath your breast. You quietly groan feeling a small heat fill you. He was doing something to you. You didn't know what but you kept on moving around. You raised his hands up, almost cupping your breasts, you let go of his hands leaving them there. Your hand caressed his cheek and forehead, moving a strand a hair away from his eyes. You softly smile at him when his cheeks turn beet red that yours also turned red.

You slowly get up, feeling his hands slowly roam until they fall on his lap. You turn and face him, when you do the unexpected. You get on your knees, crawling towards him. His breathing speeds up when you open his legs and run your hands from his belt buckle up to his chest. They stop there for a second, you straightened up and continued stopping at his neck.

"I know a thing or two, I learned from you~" You sang again when you stood up pushing your hips back. You still remembered about the crowd but you wanted his attention more. You once more sat on his lap pushing your chest to his.

"Fuck." You heard him mumble and went back to gripping the arm rests. This time you left his hands there and placed your weight on him feeling his belt buckle. You gasp and his eyes snap up at you. His puppy eyes made you melt, that you grab the back of his head and place it in the valley of your breast. You lean back and ruffle your hair for the view behind you. Eddie's breath made your skin crawl in a beautiful way.

"Song is almost over." You say sadly and push him back. You roll your hips to the last few beats and get face to face with him. You take a good look at him and, again, move his hair away from his face. His eyes burned into yours that they made you lean in, hovering your lips over his.

You heard a few whistles and clapping as the song ended. You wanted to be with him but you slowly pulled away and got up from his lap. As much as you wanted to look at him you couldn't. You went back to the stage and quickly began getting all the money you had gotten. Once you finished you look back at the spot where he sat and found it empty. He left. You felt disappointed but soon shook it off when you remembered your job.

"Two double shots, please." Eddie rushed towards the bar and ordered. His face was red and his hands balled up.

"Lucky man!" Another older man came up to him and patted him on the back. Once the waiter brought the two doubles Eddie drowned them.

"I've been here for a while- like a whole while, before she came around-" he began talking to Eddie but Eddie was in his world.

"And you're the first to get something like that from y/n!" He smacked Eddie's back harsly making him stumble.

"Another shot for the two of us, also put everything on my tab."

"Oh sir, you don't have to do that-" Eddie raised his hands to stop him when the man shoved the shot on his hand.

"Cut it out, boy! And drink!" Eddie did as told and felt the liquor burn his throat. Eddie blew out some air and looked at his watch.

"Thanks for the drink but it's time for me to go." Eddie said politely.

"Ahhh, married man! I know! I got to go home and love my wife just thinking about these beautiful ladies." Another two ladies heard that and came up to the them. One of them pulled Eddie's shirt but he kindly pushed her hand away.

"I've got to go..." she pouted while the other flirted with the guy.

"I bet he'll give you better company." He suggested and she took the bate. Eddie fast walked out of there. He felt the cool air slap him making his face feel better and he could breath better.

"Shit." He muttered and pulled out a cigarette as he walked you his van. He leaned on the van while smoking trying to ease his nerves. He kept on thinking about your hands, lips, eyes, your body. You were the perfect woman in his eyes.

He got annoyed when a car kept on sputtering not turning on. He dropped his cigarette and walked towards the sound trying to see the guy he could help.

"Hey man!" He called out when he found the car.

"Need some help!" He said and knocked on the hood. He soon froze when he saw you harshly hitting the steering wheel.

"Piece of shit!" You kick open the door and get out slamming the door. You run a hand over your face not noticing Eddie in front of you.

"Need help?" Eddie snapped out of his trance and asked once more. You look up and away thinking it was some random drunk guy when you did a double take.

"Um, yeah." You nervously said. You had changed into regular clothes and had put your hair up. You felt embarrassed but Eddie thought you looked beautiful.

"I don't know what it is this time. Shit box is always giving me problems." You casually say. He enjoyed your voice. You tried keeping yourself together after what you did...to him.

"Mind if I look?" You quickly pop open the hood get a small flash light and help him hold the hood up.

"Thanks." He takes the flash light and began searching around the engine. He stuck his hands in there and you took advantage to look at him and his hands once more.

"It looks like if you need to replace some parts where the belt rotates. Also, your belt is completely torn." You learned some mechanical problems from your boss. You groan and bring down the hood, but gave Eddie a chance to move his hands before you shut it.

"Fuck." You kick the thing on the right spot making the air bags deploy.

"Are you kidding me?!" You exclaimed. Tears began streaming down your face from how frustrated you were.

"Hey." Eddie went to your side and tried calming you down but he didn't touch you.

"How about I give you a ride?" He asked. He tilted his head trying to look at your face. You had to take a tough decision. Stay here and stay the night or let the stranger who you just danced to take you home.

"I understand if this seems sketchy." He lifts his hands.

You quickly make up your mind. You felt comfortable with him, as much as it was sketchy your gut trusted him and you did.

"If it doesn't bother you." He smiled and moved aside to show you the way to his van. He ran to open the passenger door and waited for you to get in. He then ran to the driver's side and turned on the van. He pulled out of the parking lot when the drunk guy saw the two of you.

"YEAH! ATTA BOY!" He whistled and threw his hands up and clapped. You looked at Eddie confused.

"Oh-" he cleared his throat and began speeding up.

"He is a guy I just met... we had a drink together." You understood and looked outside of the window.

"Um where do you live?" Eddie asked as he stopped at a red light. You remember that you live two hours away. You tried keeping it a secret about what your work was. You didn't want old high school bullies and family to see you doing that.

"I-i live in Hawkins." You said stuttering. Eddie nodded and smiled.

"Me too." You let out a sigh of relief and gave him your address. The drive was long that you had fallen asleep. Eddie didn't mention anything and let you sleep. He even turned down the music so it wouldn't bother you. God, Eddie couldn't keep his eyes off of you, you looked peaceful.

Once the drive was over, Eddie slowly called you and when that didn't work he shook you softly. You woke up and looked around before stretching.

"Well, home it is..." You stayed still looking at the empty house. Your mom wasn't home yet. how embarrassing living with your mom at this age, but you needed to. You had lost stuff in the past to get you where you are right now.

"Are you okay?" Eddie asked. No, you weren't okay. you just lost your car and you are a stripper, oh, sorry, exotic dancer.

"Yeah-" You lied.

"I'm fine" you turned and smiled at him. He somehow knew that you lied and dug into his leather jacket taking out a business card.

"I could help you with your car. You know, tow it back to your house." you took the card and looked at Eddie before busting out with more tears. He wasn't like the rest.

"Thank you, Eddie" You finally used his name, it made him blush. You had asked one of the waitresses about him.

"Welcome" He quietly said. You did the unexpected and threw yourself at him engulfing him in a warm hug. He stayed still keeping his hands on his side. You quickly noticed him tensed and you figured that he might not like you in that way.

"Sorry" You began pulling away when his arms wrapped around you bringing you close. You left your seat and wrapped yourself around him. Once more you heard your favorite song on the radio and reached over to turn it up, trying to ease your nerves. You pulled away to see his face once more.

"you're beautiful" You said and leaned in feeling his lips close to yours. Your eyes meet his then his lips. You leaned in and meet his lips halfway. They were rough plushy clouds that you couldn't get enough of. He grabbed you neck pulling you closer. You gasp when he shoves his tongue into your mouth. you let him take over and you turned into a puddle. Once you realize what you're doing you unexpectedly pull away and get off of him.

"I'm sorry." You collected your stuff.

"I shouldn't have done that." You open the door and quickly jump out shutting the door before he could say something. Your heart was hammering out of your chest that you ran into your home shutting and locking the door. You peak out of the window and see him run a hand over his face and turn on his van before leaving.

You stay by the window with your hand on your heart. It was as if a hundred bees are flapping around. You kissed him! A stranger from the club you work in!

"Ugh! You fucking idiot!" You yell and toss yourself into the couch. Of course, there was a 'but', you enjoyed him. You enjoyed his touch, shyness, his lips and those chocolate eyes. You felt safe with him and you unusually connected with him.

You looked at the card he had given you and looked at it for a while. You decided to call tomorrow and get your car...maybe see Eddie and try to have a talk with him about the kiss. At the end you went to bed still feeling his arms around you, holding you and imagined him whispering sweet things to you.

Cough syrup

A/N: I know it's been a long while but life has a way to fuck over people. I had written this a while ago but I haven't had time to post it. @salenorona23

Pairings: Eddie X reader

Word count: 1k

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You had it coming. You saw the signs and you still had more than enough time to control it but now, now you are stuck in bed having to stick a thermometer underneath your tongue.

It started off with sneezing, then the shivers and cough but now it was full blown body aches and fatigue.

You figured that if you went to school it would cheer you up and make you shake the cold away, but again, you saw the signs and was slowly slouching towards Eddie's shoulder.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked.

'Men..' you thought. It was completely obvious that your fevered cheeks and slight shivers were enough to tell him that you're sick, but he didn't caught on. The two of you had a few classes together so when he didn't find you in lunch or the classes he had with you, he began to worry.

"Whoa! Whoa! We talked about this Munson!" Eddie has that habit of hiding behind Robin's locker door so when she closes it, his mug face scared her.

"Sorry." He said trying not to laugh.

"Have you seen Y/n?" Robin grabbed her backpack and walked to her class with Eddie tagging along.

"Seriously?" She raised her eyebrows.

"What?" Eddie was still so oblivious that it made him scratch his head.

"You aren't being a great boyfriend that Y/n claims you to be. You know that!" Robin said and stopped outside of her class. Eddie was too busy thinking about you, Robin sighed and flicked his forehead making him get out of his head.

"Y/n went home..." she adjusted her backpack strap and began walking in when she turned.

"They have a cold, Dingus." She said before motioning him to leave.

"Ah fuck.." he said to himself. He decided to skip a few classes and try to get stuff for you. It wasn't some cheap generic stuff but the expensive stuff. Eddie cares for you and wanted the best treatment he could offer.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you." You told your sibling when they brought you a glass of water and some ibuprofen to bring down the fever you had. Your parents were working and they were the only ones that would be able to get out of work to pick you up.

"You're stupid. Why would you go to school like that?" They gently wiped away a light sweat from your forehead.

"I didn't think it would get this bad." Your voice was becoming hoarse from the itch on the back of your throat. They sighed and glanced at their watch, cursing.

"I gotta get back, if not the boss is going to have my head." They made you drink the pills and left another big glass of water on the nightstand.

"Should I just cal-" they became worried about leaving you home alone sick. You threw a small pillow at them making them gasp.

"Get the hell out..." you playfully say.

"I'm a big kid. I can take care of myself." With that they sigh and jingle their keys before walking out.

"Well, gotta blast." They said the motto of their job and left. You could hear them locking the front door before driving off.

"This sucks" you loudly sighed. You quickly got bored and reached over to your nightstand and took out one of the books Eddie had lend you. It was useless because you fell asleep halfway through a chapter.

Eddie drove up to your house and noticed it empty. He scratched his head and tried the front door but it was locked like always, so he used his same path to your room. You always left your window unlocked when Eddie was coming over so he did that.

He peered into the window looking at you sleeping uncomfortably. He frowned and used his big hand to lift up the window and slithered in with the full bag of medicine and snacks.

"Shit" he mumbled when he tripped over the edge and fell against your bed waking you up.

"Eddie?!" You said when you saw his hair flopping around.

"Hiya Sweetheart." He said after getting up and fixing his hair.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" You asked feeling your head pounding.

"Robin gave me the news that you had a cold." You chuckled at him. It took another person for your boyfriend to know that you're sick.

"Took you a while to notice, my lovely Boyfriend." He blushed embarrassed.

"You should go. I don't want you to get sick." You felt a tickle on your throat and coughed into your elbow. Eddie quickly searched the plastic bag and brought out a cough syrup and rushed to your side.

"Eddie, I mean it..." you managed to say and pushed him away with your hand.

"Go home." He grabbed your hand.

"I'm staying, because I care about you." He said dead serious. Your heart began beating crazily and just wanted to pull him for a kiss. He opened the bottle and helped you up. He gave you the small cup filled to the brim with syrup and your face contorted in a disgusted one.

"Take it like a shot!" He began gently pushing your hand towards your mouth. The smell made you feel a little nauseous and you threw some puppy eyes to him, hoping he wouldn't have to make you drink it.

"Give your balls a tug." He said before holding your nose making you open your mouth. He chuckled and gently tilted the cup towards your mouth making the syrup coat your mouth forcing you to swallow it. He laughed when you pushed his hands away and reached for the glass of water that was on you side.

"You are a dick." You chugged half of the water down trying to get rid of the taste.

"You have swallowed more strong stuff than that." He said placing the back of his hand against your cheeks and forehead. He hummed and lifted your shirt.

"What are you doing?" You asked when he placed his hand on your stomach feeling the temperature.

"Checking to see if you have a fever." You smiled at him loving the way he was weirdly taking care of you and let him do whatever he was doing.

"Hmmm." He kept on going in between your cheek and stomach before you stopped him.

"If you aren't sure I have a thermometer next to the cup." He reached over and grabbed it and shoved it into your mouth.

"I think you do have a fever, but it's best to make sure." He said and jumped to the side of your bed next to you. You pull down your shirt and scoot away from him but he kept on getting close until you were on the edge of your bed. He placed his arm around you and brought you to his side. You groaned and waited until the thermometer was done.

"100.4" he said when he checked the thing. He reached towards the bag and brought out another bottle of medicine making your face turn to fake pain.

"Come on this one will help even more." He opened it and poured a small amount into the cup and handed it to you. You looked at it for a second and remembered why you hated being sick.

"Please, y/n." He said your name so sweetly that you looked at him and nodded. With a deep breath you drank the syrup and quickly reached for the cup of water.

Once you were done you got comfortable and snuggled against Eddie.  You gave up on trying to get away from him he wasn't going to leave your side.

"Hold on." He got up and pulled off his battle Vest and jacket and pulled you back into his embrace. Your head was against his shoulder when he looked down at you and gently grabbed your chin, making you look up at him. He used his fingers to trace all over your face, he mostly ran his index finger on the bridge of your nose.

He really didn't want you to know that he was extremely worried and upset that you had gotten sick and that it took another person for him to notice it.

Your eyes began to slowly shut as the medicine had taken effect. Once you had fully gone to sleep he got you comfortable against your pillow he went to the bathroom grabbing damp face towel. He went back to you and began wiping softly the sweat off your face while trying to cool down your reddened and hot cheeks.

Eddie made plans for the next campaign and played some background music while waiting until your fever went down.

He gently made you open your mouth so he could put in the thermometer making you weakly whine. Eddie shushed you and combed your hair to lure you back to sleep.

When your fever went down enough, Eddie felt relieved that he needed a drink or smoke but he didn't have any of that. He flipped the whole bag of goodies and medicine searching for something but found nothing. He grabbed the medicine that he had given you.

"It wouldn't hurt...will it?"  He asked himself and gulped down  a sip. The bitter taste of the medicine made him cough up a lung.

"Oh fuck that is nasty." He croaked and began regretting giving it to you. He drank some of your water to ease the taste and went back to cuddled with you. Soon the two of you were sleeping, well passed the fuck out because of the cold syrup that the two of you drank.

You woke up feeling hot again and moved around when you felt and heard Eddie's soft snoring. Once you were facing him you thought about waking him up but seeing him sleeping was really an experience. You would expect him to drool and snore extremely loud but you saw the opposite. He looked peaceful and beautiful.

"Oh Eddie." You mumbled and slowly got out of bed. A shower was needed due to your sweating, also to lower down your fever before it spiked again. Once you finished you check the time.

"Its time again." You grabbed the two bottles of medicine and drank the correct amount for both of them.

"Sweetheart?" Eddie had woken up while you drowned yourself with the cup of water.

"Yeah." You asked.

"Come on." He grabbed your hand and pulled you back into his embrace. You got comfortable and looked at his sleepy face.

"Eddie, you'll get sick if you spend time with me." He shook his head and pouted without opening his eyes.

"Not anymore." He said.

"What?"

"I took some syrup after you had fallen asleep." You chuckled.

"You're stupid..." he opened his eyes and smiled.

"But smart." You whispered and pulled him in for a long awaited kiss.

Once he pulls away he made sure that you're alright and lured you back to sleep.

"Get better, Sweetheart." He kissed your nose and drifted back to sleep.

Guess who saw GRETA VAN FLEET!

It was amazing! Fucking magical! Josh's voice was pure power! I wanted to stay there forever but like always things have to have an end. Sorry for the shitty video I was so excited to even care about it!😁 I've got many more videos but I was singing in them....I sound like a dying cow.

Beautiful War

Word count: 4k

Warnings: slight cussing, smut.

Pairings: Tom Grant x Fem!reader

A/n: this one is a little wonky. But enjoy

Tom came over more a couple of more times and just made love to you until you actually caught on what his intentions were. It was that small slip that you would have missed if you weren't focused on how his voice sounds.

"Ruth" he quietly mumbled in the middle of him thrusting in you. Your heart dropped and you lost that orgasm that you're craving from him. You couldn't help but tear up. He looked down at you and smiled thinking that you were crying because of how he was fucking you.

'He isn't loving me he is fucking me to get rid of Ruth.' You told yourself and looked away from him and covered your face. You were to emotional to push him off. You felt used. 

Tom finally came and fell to the side not bothering to ask if you had finished. You got up as soon as he tried pulling you into his embrace. You got your clothes without a word and walked out to go and try to shower him away.

"Where are you going?" He called out making you look down at your naked self feeling tears fall down your cheeks and to your chest.

"I'm going to go shower. I've had a long day and I just need to wash off." You said. He was going to ask if he could join you like the last few times but you closed the door on him. You quickly made your way to the bathroom and made sure that the door was locked before you turned on the water. Tom knocked on the door a few times before calling your name. You ignored him and tried your best to curl up in the corner of the shower and cried.

Tom gave up and went back to your room and put on comfortable pajama pants and layed on your bed shirtless. You took a while in the bathroom that he was debating if he should go and knock again. He was about to when he heard the door open. You walked in fully clothed and your wet hair up.

"Come on" Tom sweetly said and stretched out his hand towards you. You looked at it and ignored it and just sat on the bed and grabbed Mickey's hoodie and put it on trying to cover any skin that Tom could touch.

"Come on, y/n/n." He reached over and pulled you by your waist and made you lay with him. He snuggled up behind you and wrapped a secure arm around you. You waited until you heard his soft snoring and removed his arm. You sat up and looked at his sleeping face and fought the urge to go and run your finger down his nose.

You grabbed your car keys and left him a note incase he woke up. Lucky for you your job was 24 hours so it made sense to be called in the middle of the night. You didn't know where to go so you went to the beach where you guys have parties and found a good and comfortable spot. You looked at the darkness making you feel scared than heartbroken. You spent the night there trying not to think until you saw the sunrise. You didn't realize how cold you were when the sun heated up your freezing cheeks.

"How stupid are you?!" You got up and screamed at the sun.

"He used you! You stupid fuck! He used you to get her out of his head! You're a fuckin Rebound! You mean nothing, your love for him is worthless!  Worthless,  all those years of waiting are nothing!" You cried and fell on your butt again. You sobbed and covered your eyes trying to control yourself. You didn't realize that there was a few people who heard your cries.

"Love, it's freezing." A voice called behind you. You turned and began apologizing for making a scene.

An older man grabbed your trembling hands and held them together.

"I've saw you there as soon as I got here. I didn't want to intervene until I heard your cry to the sun." The man felt sadden by your cries, it pained him. How can a young woman like you make him feel like if his own heart was broken?

Your eyes watered and he pulled you into a fatherly hug and tenderly caressed your head. Who knows how long this stranger held you but it was something that you needed.

"Thank you sir. I'm sorry to have wasted your time." You pulled away and wiped your tears. He smiled and patted your head.

"No, young lady. You didn't do anything wrong." He said. He held your hand and walked with you to his car.

"I know that we don't know each other but I could tell that you are a pure person and this asshole doesn't deserve that pure from you...probably until he realizes that..." he stopped talking and you gave him a confused stare.

"He has no feelings for me. He broke up with his girlfriend and I was his distraction. He doesn't love me, who would do that to the person they love?" You said. The man opened his car door and got in while he rolled down his window.

"Love, a man is utterly stupid. He will realize his mistake." He smiled and turned on his car and began backing up.

"I'll see you around, love!" He said and drove away. The few people who saw you cry gave you a sad smile and even had someone wrap a blanket around you. You tried giving it back when they turned and ran. You held it closer to yourself and began walking towards your car when you saw Mickey eating comfortable in silence on a bench staring at the sunrise. He was always and early bird. You walked towards him and sat close to him and placed your head on his shoulder. He froze and tensed up and slowly looked to his side and saw that it was you.

"Y/n?" You glanced at him and gave him a small smile.

"You okay? What are you doing here?" He began asking questions until you told him to shut the fuck up.

"Okay." He put his food aside and wrapped his arm around you bringing you closer to him. The sun was getting high and you knew that you had to go to work in an hour or so.

"I've slept with Tom a few times..." Mickey stayed still and let you talk.

'Motherfucker I knew he wouldn't listen! I'm going to kill him!' He balled up his fists.

"I was a fool to believe that he actually had feelings for me." Your tears where all dry that as much as you wanted to cry they wouldn't come out.

"I know you Mickey. Just leave me to handle this, this is between me and him." You looked up at him and gave him a peck on the cheek. You walked to your car and went to work early.

You asked for more time and the practically threw it at you. The more you spent working the less you would see Tom and it worked. You avoided him and even pretended to be out when he would come to your door late at night.

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"Y/n?! Are you home?!" He knocked a few times until your neighbor told him to Fuck off. You didn't know if you were ever going to have the guts to talk to him. Tom went to Mickey's and wondered if you were there.

He saw him drinking with his friends and walked up to the drunks.

"Hey bruv, have you seen y/n?" Tom asked impatiently. Mickey glared at him and stumbled up.

"Why need her to distract you from your lesbian girlfriend?" Those words stung him painfully.

"What's your deal bruv? Have you seen her or not?" He began getting irritated.

"Oh come on Tom! I know that you are using her to distract yourself. You are leading her on you piece of shit!" Mickey pushed him. Tom felt guilty because it was true. He was using you to patch the hole in his heart.

"Asshole!" One of his friends yelled making the three of them chant it. Tom frowned and turned to walk away.

'You knew...you finally knew. That's why you're separating yourself from me.' Tom felt his heart sink. He didn't want this, he just needed to be with you! Messing around, talking or making love to one another! He needed you...not because of Ruth but because he needed your touch. Just yours.

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!..." he heard them until he was far away for them to see him.

"That's it!" He angrily said and went to see you at your work. He knew that your coworkers were hiding you.

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"Hello, love, it's been a minute since we've seen each other." That same raspy voice made you look up quickly. It was the man who held you that morning!

"Hello! It sure has been a while. Almost a month actually." You said excited to see him. You honestly thought that that was the last time that you would see him. You're glad that it was wrong.

You smiled and began scanning his items and smiled at each one. Chocolate, cheap wine, a stuffed animal a single rose and a bouquet of flowers.

"Got a nice date?" You asked. He smiled and for an older man he looked really handsome. You only recognized him because of his voice but now that you actually pay attention to him he is quite stunning.

"I actually have a date with my wife. It's our anniversary so I'm just trying to create a comfortable aura for her." You finished scanning and gave him his items.

"How are you holding up young lady?" You somewhat wished he didn't ask but it's still very kind of him.

You looked at your station and saw it empty before you turned off your light. You glanced at your boss Jane he gave you the thumbs up to go to lunch. Well night lunch, it was late.

"Follow me." You told the man and lead him to a part of the store where there was furniture and tables. You sat on a hammock and he sat on a table chair looking at you.

'How is he so attractive.." you asked yourself blushing when he looked at you.

'He is married you dumbass!' You wanted to slap yourself for thinking that. You took a deep breath and sat up.

"I've been avoiding him...I haven't seen him since that day when I met you." You played with your nails not having the guts to look up. Well, maybe a little.

"Has he made an effort to see you?" He asked and you sighed thinking about how he would spend whole minutes knocking and calling for you.

"Yes, he has." You mumbled. The man placed his groceries on the table and sat next to you in the hammock.

"I've never really been in one of these." He said as he fell back next to you. He laughed and used his feet to swing the two of you.

"If he has tried seeing you, why have you ignored him?" You but the inside of your cheek and looked at him.

"Just tell him' you said to yourself and took a deep breath.

"He just wants me to distract him from his ex girlfriend. It's like I said last time..." you looked at your lap and tried making yourself hold in the tears.

"I'm the rebound...how can I see him after I willingly gave him my love and affection, something that I've always kept for me just to give it to him. Even if I was with other people romantically, I only gave them half of me and with Tom..."your lip quivered and you annoyed wiped away the tears that rolled down your tears.

"I gave him my all. Everytime he came over I gave him my all but the last time...it killed me. Fuck!" You looked at him straight in the eyes.

"While we were having sex, he, he said her name! Her fuckin name while being with me!" Your eyes became blurry and finally broke down again. The man held your face tenderly, gave you a peck on your cheek and pulled you into a heartfelt hug. You hugged him back and you were so close to him that it seemed like if you were going to sit in his lap.

"Look man! Don't make me drag you out!" You heard the security guard say and half looked up half moved closer to the man. You see Tom walk around and stopped when he saw you and well, this man. You really need to ask for his name.

"Y/n." Tom flopped his arms to his side.

"Tom." You made some space but still stayed next to the man.

"Tom, bruv, let's go." The guard asked eyeing the two of you cuddled up. The man raised his hand at the guard and told him that it was okay. The guard left leaving the three of them.

"Who the hell is that?" Tom rudely questioned. You where about to snap at Tom when he stopped you.

"Bjorn." You looked at him and repeated his name also.

"Bjorn?" You said and he turned to you. You gave him a small smile and felt happy to put a name on that handsome face. Tom felt his blood boil as he saw the interactions of the two of you.

"Well, Bjorn I need to have a word with my lovely friend so if you don't mind and piss off." Tom said a rudely making you leave Bjorn's side and walk to Tom.

"You have no fucking right to speak to him like that." You poked his chest and felt your breathing speed up.

"What is he to you? I known you for years and I know that he isn't family." Tom said pointing at Bjorn getting his groceries. You looked at Bjorn and stopped him. You talked to him with your eyes and he knew what you were asking.

'Don't leave! Please don't leave me. I can't do this!' You thought and he gave you a smile.

"We'll talk more some other time, love." He leaned and gave you a small peck on your head and smoothed your hair. You stayed in your spot and looked at your shoes

"Goodnight!" He looked at the two of you and began walking towards the exit. He passed Tom and grabbed his hand and shook it before leaving.

Tom noticed the little note that he had left him and read it. Tom frowned and put it in his pocket before looking at your back.

"Are we going to talk or not?" Tom asked softly.

"There isn't something to talk about. I know what I know." You fixed the furniture because the last time you had your boss on your ass about it.

"And what is that?" Tom crossed his arms and looked at you.

"You needed me to patch up your broken heart so you did what you thought would work. You fucked me..." Tom let you talk and tor the first time it felt like if you hated the sight of him. You turned your back towards him.

"And my idiot self, poured all on my love for you. Love that had been bottling up for many years just to have you yank it out of my hands and smashed it, you even used some of the pieces to fix your broken heart, right?" You finished fixing the furniture and had the balls to look at him. He was standing there with his head low and his hands on his pocket messing around with the note Bjorn left him.

"After all of that, you come to my job and cause a scene and insult the man who was comforting me from your fucked up doing." Tom felt a twinge of jealousy when you mentioned him.

"Who is he to you?" Tom asked again.

"That is none of your business."

"It is my business..." you scoffed.

"No it's not. We are nothing to each other, Tom. Nothing." You said and began walking away.

"Don't you walk away from me! " he said and followed you.

"I will do whatever I please!" You turned to him. "You can't come in here and act as if we were in a relationship in the first place, alright? " Tom stood still and looked at you straight in the face.

'Please don't leave me...please' Tom thought and felt his eyes water. Why did he have to go around and mess up everything around him.

"What can I do to fix this?" He mumbled.

"What?" Tom straighten up and grabbed your shoulders. His sad big brown eyes broke your heart. You just wanted to hug him but he hurt you. He hurt you badly.

"I don't know..." you honestly said wanting to just kiss him. You missed his touch but all you could think about is having him say and have Ruth in his mind while the two of you have sex.

"Do you hate me?" He asked. His tears began streaming down his cheeks and it nearly killed you.

"I want to..." you sniffled and took his hands away from your shoulders. He looked down and finally let all the tears out.

"But I can't. I'm too in love with you to hate you." You said and walked away. Your legs carried you to the lunch room and grabbed your belongings.

"Y/n. Your shift isn't over. Where are you going?" Your boss followed you around as you got everything you need.

"I need to go somewhere. I don't know where but I need a week off." You spoke your mind.

"I can't do that." He said and sushed the other employees away.

"Then fire me..." you turned to him and said it again. His face was shocked. You're his best worker and now you are asking him to fire you if he didn't grant a week off?

"What?!"

"Fire me now! I've been working my ass off for years here! Now that I ask for a week off and one that I deserve you are denying it? Fucking fire me!" You lost it and just gave a small scream of frustration. You pushed past him and left straight to your car. You threw all of your stuff in and drove like a maniac to your flat.

It took a lot to to leave the car and go inside to your comfy couch. You haven't been sleeping in your bed because it smells like him.

"Fuck! Why does life have to fucking suck?!" You yelled and painfully pushed your hand against the steering wheel.

Tom watched as you walked away. His fist tightened around the note, remembering that it's there. He pulled it out and reread it over again.

'Fix it or you will lose her. Left flowers under the table.' Tom went towards the table and found a single rose. It was pink and a beautifully bloomed. Tom ran out hoping that he could catch you again, but you had left.

He managed to catch the last bus that wa as nearest to your apartment and began thinking about you. Just you...your smile, eyes, smell...touch. He never realized how much your touch ment to him until now. He felt loved by you in a few months than 3 years with Ruth.

His eyes began tearing up and began crying. He was ruining a friendship and relationship that could be something. Tom looked up teary eyed and almost missed the stop near your flat.

"Stop!" Tom shouted and pulled the string rapidly until the bus driver stopped. Tom ran out not bothering to hear the rude comments from the bus driver.

He ran and ran until he reached your doorstep. The door was wide open and you were struggling with a small suitcase.

"Stupid piece of shit!" You were trying to zip up the suitcase but the thing was over packed to be able to close. You got fed up and pushed it open and began theowing out clothes.

"Y/n." You froze when Tom called you.

'I forgot to close the fuckin door!' You wanted to punch yourself so much. You began trying to close the suitcase again when Tom called you out again, but you ignored him and continued with what you're doing. You began to tremble and more tears run down getting you more angry at yourself.

"Y/n." He shut and locked the door and went to your side taking a hold of your hands.

"I'm sorry." He whispered and moved closer to you. You turn you head and let out a shaky breath not wanting him to see you.

"You should go Tom before I fall into your trap again." You muttered.

"You made me fall for a trap that day. I was so angry with what happened with Ruth to understand it-" you closed your eyes and placed your head down.

"I don't believe you." You told yourself. Tom lifted your head and wished to see your eyes but you didn't budge.

"Please do." You shook your head. It broke his heart the more you denied.

"Please..." his voice cracked. You couldn't help but sob at the sadness in his voice. That is all it took for you to look at him. You slowly open your eyes letting a few tears roll down your cheeks. His eyes, those chocolate brown eyes looked broken and miserable. You fell. You fell so hard that in that second you forgive him.

"I'm sorry." He said again before smashing his lips to yours. And you let him. In fact you pulled him in for a deeper kiss. It was a battle between the two of you until he pulled away breathless. You looked up at him dead seriously, tom had gotten nervous and a bit terrified.

"Don't hurt me, tom." You spoke your mind. You felt as if he was doing this to use you again but his eyes spoke more than a few apologies.

"If you hurt me, you'll never see me again."

"I'll never hurt you again." He said pushing you gently to towards the couch.

"Please don't." You softly cried.

"I'll never hurt you again." He pushed you down and quickly cuddled against you pulling your arms around himself. He missed you. He missed everything about you.

"Don't leave me like that. I know I made a mistake but I was trying to tell myself that I still-"

"Stop talking." You rudely cut him off. You didn't want to know about what happened a month ago or even hear her name. You just wanted to wrap your head around with what Tom said.

"Okay... but can you touch me like you always do?" He shyly asked gleaming his beautiful eyes at you.

"Yes." While on you he tilted his head to the side resting it above your chest and looked up at you. You began running your thumb over his face, tom and you enjoying the feeling of each other. He closed his eyes when you ran your thumb over the bridge of his nose a few times.

"This is for you." He sleepily said. While his eyes were still closed he gave you the rose that Bjorn left. The single rose was for you not for his wife.You stopped your movements and tears began streaming down your eyes again and tom quickly opened his.

"What's a matter, babe?" He frowned.

"Nothing. Its beautiful. Thank you tom." You kissed his hand as you took the rose. He smiled and leaned up to capture your lips again.

'Please dont break my heart.' You thought

'I'll fix my mistakes and make sure I'll never do them again' Tom thought as if he read your mind. You pulled away from the kiss and got comfortable again. Once you fell asleep Tom pulled his hand and began tracing and memorizing every curve and feel of you nose, eyelashes, cheeks and lips.

'I say , 'Love don't mean nothing unless there is something worth fighting for'

It's a beautiful war.

Beautiful War

Word count: 4k

Warnings: smut. Oral. Protected sex (glove or no love) all that fluffy mumble jumble

Pairings: Tom Grant x Fem reader

Part 2

Rebound relationship; when a person is dating without being entirely over their ex.

You should have looked that up before the mess happened...but you were to blind to see it. Tom and you have always been friends, it was like a guy to guy relationship, only it was a one sided love and you are the side.

A sharp line of knocks that sounded like firecrackers bang at your door. You quickly wake up and hear your name being yelled.

"Tom?" You ask yourself and run to the banging door and try to open it as quickly as you can.

"Hold on! Hold on!" You yell and swiftly open the door making the knocks stop. Tom walks into your embrace and began crying, you stood still trying to process what is happening.

"Ruth and I are broken..." his voice cracked and it finally snapped you out of your trance. You wrapped your arms around him and he pulls you closer to him. He takes a few minutes to regain himself and pulls away. You reach and look outside seeing your neighbor glaring at you and you apologize before closing the door and locked it.

"Tom, have you've been drinking?" You finally take a whiff of him. He nods and sits on your worn out couch.

"She fucked that Jade bitch and accused me of being with someone who doesn't even exist!" He sneered and placed his head on his hands.

"I didn't know where else to go. She is probably still there at the trailer. I don't want to see her." He sniffled and roughly wiped his eyes. You awkwardly stand there not knowing what to do, you were never in this situation. You did what you always did when your girl friends broke up with their shitty boyfriends.

"I just..." he looked up at you and began but stopped when more tears came out. You slowly sat next to him and listened as he poured his heart out until he was worn out. You reached over and grabbed a few tissues and began trying to wipe away his tears and almost began crying when you saw his beautiful eyes saddened. You've only seen him cry a couple of times and each time it killed you seeing his eyes  like that.

"Why are you so kind to me? It fuckin irritates me at times." His drunken mouth always had something mean to say to everyone but mostly at you. At first it hurt but after a few more times you realized that it was a Tom thing to do.

"Because I care about you. You irritated me when you bang on my door all mental and shit." You say and pull your hand away but he roughly grabs it and makes you look at him.

"You care for me?" He says and pulls your wrist until you are almost on top of him. His grip tightened until it began being painful.

"Tom you're hurting me." You say and tried to free yourself.

"Prove it! Prove that you care for me." He says and finally let's you go. You sooth your wrist and look at him with a bit of fear. You've never seen this Tom before, was it because he was upset about Ruth?

"How do I prove it?" You say and move back to your spot.

"I don't know. Just prove it. Fucking do whatever you want." He said sitting back and resting his head against the wall and closed his eyes. You figured that he was going to fall asleep. You went to your room and brought out an extra pillow and blanket.

Tom was still awake but acted asleep, you layed the pillow on the end of the couch and gently pulled him forward making him slightly open his eyes and look at you.

"Shhh" you cooed and layed him down and draped the blanket over him. Was that enough to prove that you cared for him? It was good enough for him. You wiped away more tears from his eyes.

"Goodnight Tom." You pressed a kiss on his forehead and turned off the light before walking to your room and closing the door behind you and locked it.

He stared at your door what what seemed like hours until he finally fell asleep. He dreamt about Ruth, seeing her with that fuckin cunts jacket around her and when she didn't react to his love for her. It felt like if he had a dagger in his heart.

"Um I don't know if I could make it today?..."he woke up to you making a phone call while making breakfast.

"Why? What do you mean why? It's my day off..." you scoff. He opens his eyes and sees you with your fists balled up.

"I've worked without any days off this pass week and you still need me to go?! Have you lost your brain?! If it bothers you so much ask that slut that you are banging to go!" You said and hung up throwing your phone on the counter. You place your hand against your forehead and sigh.

"Good way to start off your morning y/n?" Tom startled you and made you burn your with the hot oil from the bacon. You curse and quickly open the cold tap and run your hand under it. Tom jumps and runs to your side and turns off the stove before gently getting your hand to see it.

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." He runs a clean towel under the cold water and began dabbing the area. You flinch a couple of times and pull away.

"I got some ointment shit in my bathroom." You say and take the towel wrapping it around your hand and walk to the bathroom. Tom followed behind and got on the bathroom with you watching as you bring out a small kit. He takes the ointment out of your uninjured hand and gently rubs some on the burned area. You hiss and grab the end of his sleeve.

Tom looks at you and remembers what he told you.

"About last night..." he finishes and began wrapping some small gauze around the area.

"I shouldn't have been so rude to you. You gave me a place to stay." You chuckled and pull your hand away once he finished.

"I got used to it Tom. No hard feelings."

'Only the ones that my heart has for you' you thought and looked at him and gave him a smile.

"Y/n." He stopped you from leaving and he places his hands on your cheeks. Your face blushed at his touch and your eyes quickly found his. Tom leaned in until his nose touched yours.

"Tom. You're still drunk. Don't make a mistake." You told him but became paralyzed by his touch.

"No I'm sober." He said. His head wasn't really all there and he knew. He just wanted to get rid of the hole in his heart, he didn't care how, he just wanted it patched up. He wanted to function correctly without thinking about Ruth.

"Tom..." you stared into his eyes. You knew that if he actually kissed you, you would fall for his spell so quickly.

"Y/n. I'm glad that you really care for me." He said before he leaned in and kissed you. Your reacted quickly and felt your heart soar at the touch of his plush lips, it was becoming intoxicating. You have loved him for many years and now...now he was kissing you. He moved his hands against your waist and one to your butt squeezing it. You jumped at his touch and held his arm.

"Fuck" he whispered when he pulled away to take a breath. His lips moved to your cheek gently kissing it. You began breathing heavily from the way his touch felt and grabbed his hand that rested on your waist and moved it under your breast hoping he got the hint.

He pulled his hand away making you feel disappointed when he ran his hand under your shirt touching your skin until he moved up to your clothed breast. He squeezed it until he moved back to take off your shirt and his also, being careful with your hand. You moved closer to him until you placed your cheek against his chest hearing his heart beat and feeling his warm skin against yours.

"You are so soft..." he quietly said and pulled your face up to kiss you again. Your hands ran up his chest to the back of his neck and tangled at the end of his hair surprised that it was soft. His kiss became more rough and impatient, he forced his tongue into your mouth making you gasp feeling how hot it was. He hummed before pulling away and bit your lip.

He noticed how your pupils became dilated almost as if they were trying to suck him in. Your swollen lips made him give them a small kiss. He grabbed your uninjured hand and walked you to your bed and pushed you backwards until you landed with a soft thud. You pulled yourself up until you were in the middle of the bed.

Tom placed his knees on each side of your thighs and leaned down and began kissing your stomach up to the middle of your heaving chest.  He looked up at you already looking down at him. He brought his hands up to your bra straps and he pulled them down until the bra cups exposed your breasts, he didn't break eye contact.

He stuck out his tongue and it over one of your buds making it hard and then moved to the next. He worked on them for a while until he moved up to your collarbone and the your neck.

"I can't believe this is happening." You whispered and closed your eyes wanting to concentrate on his touch. His wondering hands began to unbuttoned your pants wave of discomfort and guilt made you push him away.

'No, why do I feel so guilty? Why?!' You asked yourself.

"What? What's a matter?" He asked when you sat up fixing your bra. His touch was beautiful but it still felt wrong.

"I don't know..." you grabbed another shirt and slipped it on.

"I feel guilty about this." Tom sat up next to you and ran his hand over his face.

"There is nothing to feel guilty about unless you're a virgin." You rolled your eyes he knew exactly that you weren't a virgin.

"It just feels wrong Tom." You looked at him. He grabbed your face.

"I feel nothing wrong about it, y/n." His voice felt like a spell was being said and you fell right back into it all over again. He pecked your lips and layed down making you sit on his lap. You noticed everything about him, the moles his body had or the scars he had gotten from as a kid or soft trail of hair disappearing into his pants. You run your fingers over it everything, like a child discovering a new toy. You admire how his light brown hair looked and felt, making Tom feel his blood rush. Ruth had never done that before, she never took the time to look at him like you did.

'When I hold the warmth of your body there is nobody I'd rather hold. Shattered and cold.

The tip of your tongue

The top of your lungs is making me crazy'

He looked at you until your had gotten everything tattooed into your mind. He surprised himself by waiting patiently for you. You leaned to him and gently pressed your clothed chest against his looking at his face. You did the same, you ran your fingers across his lips touching his cupid's bow and slightly smile when his lip twitched. Your fingers moved to the bridge of his nose and slowly run it down his nose feeling every curve. At last you look at his eyes and he somehow knew to close them. You graze over his eyebrows and gently his eyelids loving the way his eyelashes fell against the top of his cheeks. You finish by kissing his eyelids and his lips.

You felt as his cock got hard against you it made you a bit happy knowing that you did that. You moved to your knees and unbuttoned his pants and help him out. His cock fell against his stomach, you saw how his tip became rosy and hot, it made your face run with fever. You have seen him, almost  all of him. You grabbed him with your good hand and stroked it a couple of times until you kissed his tip. It became to much for him that he bit the back of his hand. You licked him a couple of times until you put him in your mouth, you taste the strange sweet of his precum and you began bobbing  and gently sucking him.

'Why is she doing it so slow?...' He looked down at you seeing how your other hand tickled his trail.

'But it feels so fucking good' he told himself when he began feeling like if he was going to Buck his hips.

You pushed his cock deeper into his mouth and he sat upright grabbing the back of your head wanting to push himself deeper into your mouth. You swirled you tongue around him making him quietly moan. Still having him in his mouth you move his foot in between your legs and began grinding yourself against it. You were so turned on that you needed to ease yourself. You would have used your hand but one is caught up and the other is fucked up.

He bucked his hips making you gag. You pulled away making him shudder, you didn't like the way that felt.

"Why? Did you stop?" He looked at you with hooded eyes. That was becoming the best blowjob that he has ever gotten and you just leave him like that.

"I don't like it when guys make me gag against their fucking cock, Tom. Its uncomfortable..." you said wiping your lip.

'God, why is she being a bit picky? I've known her for years and I didn't know she was this picky about stuff like this. Ruth would just take it and it would feel good.' He felt bad once he saw your face. You where still sitting on his foot. He gently moved it up against your cunt and you shivered.

"I apologize, I won't do it again." He said and continued moving his foot under you making you throw your head forward. Your forehead layed against his his knee and began quietly panting.

'God I want him. I want him in me i want to give him my love. The love I've had for him for years.' You got up from his foot and began unbuttoning your pants in front of him. He looked at you in awe, you stay in your underwear for a second until you finally get the guts to slip them off.

It didn't take long until he tried to touch your cunt. You moved away and pushed him back until he was leaning against the headboard you sat on his lap feeling as your slick began messing his pants.

"You can touch me now..." your face turned hot and he touched you the moment you said it. He groaned as he felt how wet you were.

"Damn, did you get this wet from grinding against my foot?"

'No you fuckin fool! I'm this wet because of you! I'm wet because I'm in love with you!' You mentally thought and just moved forward until you felt his cock in between your soaked lips. You whimper and held his shoulders as you began grinding against him, the both of you moaned at the feeling.

"Oh fuck...you are ruining my pants y/n." He said and smiled at your rosy cheeks. You painfuly moved slowly against him for a while, Tom kept his eyes on your euphoric face watching as you moved your head back, mouth a gape and eyebrows frowned. Your grip against his shoulders tightened and you felt your body tingle as your orgasm washed over you. You threw your head forward looking at his beautiful eyes and moved close enough to give him a peck on his lips. The front of his pants are soaked but the two of you didn't pay attention to it, you reached over to your nightstand and brought out a condom and carefully ripped it with your teeth and moved back so you could roll it on him.

Tom let you take over him and let you do whatever you wanted he didn't care... he just wanted for you to get his mind off her.

"A little help, Tom?" You said making him snap out of his mind. He was honestly surprised that his cock was still tall.

"Yeah..." he breathed and aligned himself and you sunk into him, he moaned loudly feeling his your walls tucked him in so well. You opened your mouth but nothing came out just a breath.

A deep feeling of an emotion washed over you and you wrapped your arms around his abdomen getting close enough to press your nose against his feeling so full.

You began moving your hips trying to feel how his cock feels in you.

"Tom, you feel so well in me." You said and began speeding your movements the two of you began to moan loud enough for the two of you to hear.  He felt as if he was going to cum any second. He didn't know that you were so fucking good at this, it drove him crazy that he pushed you back against the bed making you gasp at his sudden movement. He looked at you for a second until he began thrusting into you. It wasn't fast, he was taking his time rolling his hips to yours. You closed your eyes at the feeling every inch of him.

"Y/n, look at me." You obeyed and opened your eyes meeting his. He looked so beautiful on top of you that you clenched around him, he hissed and speed up his movements causing you to moan loudly. Embarrassed you covered your mouth and began whimpering each time he thrusts in you until you felt the familiar tingle in your gut.

"Tom, tom I'm almost cumming." You said and he speed up his movements knowing that he was almost there.

"Please, please, please!" You cried to him. You needed to cum it was becoming painful. He put his thumb on your clit and moved it so slow that it was almost making you yell his name so loud.

"Easy, easy I'm also about to cum." He said and speed up even faster, there was an echo of slapping sounds. With one last thrust he stayed in you taking you over the edge and made you cum. He pulled your hips to his knowing that he was going to leave bruises on them and came into the rubber enjoying the warmth and tightness of you. He cursed and frowned a couple of times before letting you go and moving out of you.  He fell to your side after tossing the filled condom to the trash bin.

"You didn't take off your shirt." He said breathing heavily. You laughed and looked over to him.

"You didn't take off your pants." You said making him chuckle. You went to embrace him and he gladly let you in. He moved you to his chest and kissed your head. You haven't felt this happy in a long time. Tom and you finally did it! It made you blush even harder and smile like a little child.

'She managed to cover a bit of the hole in your heart. Be kind to her.' He told himself. You pulled away from him and went to the bathroom with a clean pair of underwear.

"There are some of your clothes in the bottom left of my closet."

"What if I get rid of my clothes and stay naked?" He said smiling.

"I don't think that's a good idea." You said loudly as you did your routine after having sex and finally put on your underwear and walked back to your bedroom seeing Tom clean himself  and put on some sweatpants he had left a few months back after a drunken part with you and the boys.

"Come on let's eat I'm starving." You stretched out your hand and he took it. You made him breakfast and spent the day with him playing video games and going out late at night to the child playground and played tag like when the two of you were kids.

"You a sloth or what?" You teased when he had a hard time catching you.  He glared at you and launches himself at you making you scream like a little girl and run away. You laugh loudly until he finally tackled you to the ground. He panicked as the two of you fell harshly and you yelped.

"Are you okay?!" He rolled you over and saw the bright smile on your face.

"Yeah I'm fine I just landed on my hand, that's all." You giggled and looked up at him and ran your thumb over the bridge of his nose again.

"I think I now what we should do next." You said. He frowned and waited for your response but you said nothing. He began getting inpatient, his face contorted into an annoyed one. You smiled and attacked him with tickles making him spaz and get off you. He tried running away when you jumped on him bringing him back to the floor. You pinned him down and continued tickling him until he had tears of laughter in his eyes.

A car had parked and had it's high beam lights on the two of you. You stopped and covered your eyes to see who it was. They slammed their door shut and the lights automatically turned off.

"Bruv, what the fuck?!" It was Mickey one of your friends angrily looking at the two of you. He pulled you off Tom and pulled you aside.  Tom got up and dust off himself.

"I've been searching for you for days, bruv. DAYS!" He yelled and pushed Tom.

'Days? How long has he been like this?!' You thought and looked at him for an explanation.

"What do you mean Days?" You asked Mickey.

"Him and Ruth had a breakdown a few days ago and he just disappeared from the fuckin earth. Getting into trouble at the pubs and then going around causing trouble. I had to be called at four in the fuckin morning to go and pick his ass up but by the time I would get there he would just leave..." he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him each time you tried going to Tom's side.

He knew what Tom was doing with you but he knew that if he said something it would shatter your heart to pieces. It was obvious that you were in love with Tom, fuck the whole group of friends knew but Tom. He was too busy with Ruth to see it and you respected that.

"Go inside y/n. I need to take him home and have a long talk with him." Mickey told you. As much as you wanted to stay, when it came to him you listened. He was like a brother to you.

"I'll call you tomorrow morning." He let you go and you passed by Tom and he pulled you into a hug and sneaked a kiss into your head while looking at Mickey.

You looked at the two get into Mickey's car and could see that they both began to argue as they drove off.  You went inside and wondered what had happened the whole time you were working. You cleaned up the mess the two of you made and even washed Tom's clothes with yours. You went to bed remembering his touch and the feeling of his lips against yours, just the warmth of his body and the way you memorized his nose.

Beautiful war

Tom runs to you after what happened with Ruth. You blinded with love accepted him...

A/n: I haven't really written for a hot minute. I've been very busy and well unmotivated to come up with something. I realized that I'm starting to love The Kings Of Leon so here is the throw up! Enjoy or not. Whatever.

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