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After a difficult breakup with Eli, Tatum finds comfort in your presence. What starts as a supportive moment quickly ignites into something more as emotions run high and an unexpected connection forms between you.The bell had rung hours ago, but Tatum still lingered near the edge of the school grounds, her bag slung loosely over one shoulder. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her hands fidgeted with the straps as if they could untangle the mess of emotions inside her. She’d broken up with Eli, and the argument had left her raw, frustrated, and teetering somewhere between tears and anger.
You spotted her from across the yard and immediately followed, keeping pace until you caught up. "Tatum... hey," you said softly, stepping beside her. "I heard... about Eli. Are you okay?"
Tatum shook her head, letting out a long, shaky sigh. "No... I’m not. I... I just..." Her voice trailed off, unable to form the words.
You hesitated for only a second before gently slipping your arm around Tatum’s waist, guiding her a few steps behind the old science block where no one could see them. "It’s okay," you murmured, rubbing circles on Tatum’s back. "You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. I’m just... here for you."
Tatum leaned into the warmth, closing her eyes for a moment, feeling the steady presence beside her. "You... you’re really sweet, you know that?" she whispered, voice trembling.
You smiled softly, brushing a loose strand of hair from Tatum’s face. "I just care about you," you admitted quietly. "You don’t have to go through this alone."
Something shifted between you then, a quiet understanding and unspoken tension hanging in the air. Tatum lifted her gaze to meet yours, lips slightly parted, and before either could think, you leaned in. Your lips met in a soft, hesitant kiss at first, trembling slightly from nerves and emotion, and then deepened as the tension melted away.
When you finally pulled back, foreheads resting together, you let out a shaky laugh. "You’re... amazing," you murmured.
Tatum grinned, heart hammering. "Only for you," she said, letting her hand rest gently against your cheek. Tatum leans in once more, kissing you once more, but deeper, more insistent, pressing you back against the wall slightly.
Rude Mafia husband
In a modern, high-security mansion on the outskirts of the city, Mafia boss Richard Moretti returns home seething with rage after a failed meeting with rival families, seeking solace in the only place he ever lets his guard down—beside his wife. You. Grumpy x sunshine.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
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