[This fic I feel like was requested by two different anons unless that was a dream… it’s possible. This fic will mostly be fluffy nonsense, there is a sprinkle of smut but not much (you thirsty wee devils) Anyway, here we go!]
“You’re late,” Shannon chided me. “My stupid flight was delayed,” He wrapped me in a bear hug and I kissed his cheek and gave him a tight squeeze. “Where is he?” I asked, glancing around the empty living room decorated with tinsel. “In the kitchen with mom and Tomo, I’ll grab hi-” “No!” I said in a hushed tone, “Don’t tell him I’m here yet, I have to run upstairs and change.” He rolled his eyes and watched with an amused smile as I dragged my suitcase soundlessly up the stairs. I had missed a few of Jared’s shows due to… family problems. I managed to still do my job from a distance but being away from them for so long was strange. They had become family to me in the amazing six years of knowing them and being without them was something I did not particularly enjoy. It did give me some time to think though. Before I had left for Toronto Jared had asked me if I was okay with going public. We had been dating for almost two years, being their assistant allowed me to go unnoticed, however it still seems so surreal. When he asked I locked up and told him that we’d talk about it when I got back. Now here I am. I’m not an entirely confident person but I am also not crippled by insecurities. However, the thought of being pulled from the shadows where I had been safe and invisible and into the eye of the public next to Jared in all of his glory seems fucking terrifying. He was just a man, but if I’m being honest he also wasn’t just a man. He is Jared Leto, it’s impossible not to stand beside someone like that and feel like you don’t belong there. I mean, sure it feels amazing knowing that they have chosen you, but there is still that nagging insecurity. There is that little voice saying that it will never work out in the end because they have wings and live in the sky while you are stuck on the ground. This is why I don’t go home, this bullshit ends up getting into my head. Shaking the thoughts away I lifted my suitcase onto the bed and stripped out of my comfy flying clothes that smelled like peanuts and a gross odour unique to almost all planes. Taking my good clothes out of the case I moved to the bathroom to shower and dress.
I had texted her at least five times and I had called her twice to no avail. She should have landed already so I was a bit worried. We had barely spoken while she was away and I worried that maybe she wasn’t coming. Maybe my comment on going public had spooked her, it had been gnawing at me for weeks. I know that a seventeen year age gap is a lot but I loved her. I just wanted to be with her and I wanted the world to know that, and if she… if she didn’t love me as much as I loved her… I’d deal with it. I’d deal with it because I’d rather her be happy than miserable with me. But she wouldn’t just not show up. My mom and the guys were looking forward to seeing her and we were going to have our own mini Christmas/birthday celebration. “Hey there, stranger,” I glanced up from where I sat on the sofa. She leaned against the archway with a bag in her hand, her [Your hair colour] was slightly damp, her eyes lined with eyeliner, and she wore the Christmas sweater I had bought her last year with a green velvet skirt and ripped tights. She looked beautiful and she smiled at me. I knew I had missed her, but I hadn’t realised just how much until she was standing in front of me. I didn’t move as she set the bag down and padded over to me. I watched her as she sat down in my lap with her knees on either side of my thighs. “Happy Birthmas Mr. Leto,” She touched my nose with her fingertip and I couldn’t help but stare at her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, closing her eyes as she rested her forehead against mine. “I missed you,” she whispered, but I could hear the slight break in her voice. “I missed you too, babe,” I pulled her against me in a hug and buried my face in the crook of her neck as I stroked her back comfortingly. She smelled like my body wash and lavender and we sat there in silence for a long time just holding each other. “How was home?” I asked when she pulled back. She traced my lower lip with her index finger, “I’ll tell you about it later,” she pressed a kiss to my lips and I felt a fire claw through me. “Get a room,” Tomo said lightly as my mom and Shan entered the living room. Y/N grinned leaving me too soon as she moved to hug and greet everyone. My mom hugged her warmly and gave her arm a tight squeeze. “So I brought presents, and no Shannon it’s not maple syrup,” she said quickly before Shan could say anything. “And you call yourself Canadian,” He grumbled, his lips curving upwards. God, I missed her.
“Do you like it?” She asked sleepily, her cheek resting on my chest as I drew pictures on the soft skin of her back. I thumbed the pendant absentmindedly, it was simple mountain pendant which had, Provehito in altum With Love, (Your Initial) Engraved into the back of it. She said it was cheesy, but I didn’t think so. She had stuffed the pendant into a pair of fuzzy polka dot socks (since Shan gives me striped ones) and she tucked the socks into a bag that had my favourite brand of hot chocolate, and a drawing she had done of Shannon, Tomo, mom, and me. When I asked her why she wasn’t in it she ignored the question and gave her gift to Shan. “Yeah, yeah I do, did you like your gift?” She made a satisfied little sound and I laughed lightly as her hand curled around my penis, “Yes. I. Did.” She sighed. “Good, but you know what I meant,” She laughed lightly too and released me, running her hand up and down my stomach before letting it rest there. “You made me cry in front of your mom,” “I only got you socks and a new camera-” “You wrote me a song, Jared,” she propped her head up on her hand and stroked my cheek, “and it was beautiful.” I leaned up and pressed my lips to hers, my tongue gliding into her mouth and I cupped the back of her neck. She climbed on top of me and I smirked as she guided me into her. “I thought you were tired,” “You thought wrong then, didn’t you?”
She was in between being awake and sleeping with her head resting on my arm and her body was curled against mine. I was tired but I couldn’t quite fall asleep yet, it was nice having her with me though. It was nice not being alone in bed. Stroking her cheek her lips curled upwards slightly and her vibrant (insert eye colour here) eyes cracked open. “Hey, stranger,” her voice was thick with exhaustion. “Hello, beautiful,” She smiled, her eyes slowly closing again as she whispered, “Stop staring, it’s weird,” “No it’s not, it’s romantic,” She smiled, taking my hand in hers and placed a kiss on my knuckles. “Do you want to talk about it?” I asked gently. Her eyes became guarded and she sat up with her back to me. I bit my lower lip and sat up as well, is this it then? “I didn’t want to ruin today. I don’t want to dump everything on you, but I umm…” Shit. Shit. Shit. “I umm… well, the thing is, I know you’re family is everything to you but my family is nothing to me.” I touched her arm but she didn’t look at me, “I went home for my nana, I went home to say goodbye to her and to try and make things right with my parents but that was never going to happen. They made it abundantly clear that they don’t want me in their lives… they made it clear…” her shoulders shook but she was silent as she cried. Rising from the bed I walked around it and knelt in front of her, “Fuck them,” I knew her parents were bad, she rarely spoke of them but when she did I knew I wouldn’t like them. I may not know both sides of the story but I didn’t have to, all I needed to know is that they hurt her. She looked at me, clearly startled, and a hiccuped sob/laugh escaped her. “I could take what they said about me, but when they brought you into it I just couldn’t. They don’t even know you,” She slid to the ground in front of me, bringing the sheet with her and she cupped my face in her hands. “They don’t know how completely ethereal you are,” this took me aback, Y/N was not one for professing anything, she never felt the need to verbalise her feelings for me. “They don’t understand how beautiful you are in every conceivable way and they can’t seem to grasp why I am in love with you, but I know why,” “Y/N, stop,” I whispered but she was on a high of sleep deprivation and emotion. “Jared, you make me feel alive you always have. Even though you’re a star, even though you could have your pick of any other woman, I don’t care because I love y-” I placed a small kiss on her lips, wiping the tears from her cheeks and I felt my own heart break.
“Believe it or not I thought this conversation was going to start with you leaving me,” “Are you stupid?” It was an instinctual response, one that made him laugh and he gave my hands a firm squeeze as we crawled back into bed. “I thought the age difference was too much. I mean, I saw you with Zefron when he-” “Jared, it’s Zac Efron, I had zero chill around that many celebrities-” “I know, I know, but he is younger and attractive. There was also your hesitation about going public with me and I almost thought you weren’t coming today and I just… it’s stupid.” he sighed draping an arm over his eyes. I was silent for a few moments before, wondering how cheesy and lame what I wanted to say was going to be before I spoke, “I was hesitant because you’re a comet Jared. A person like you only comes around once every million years and I am just me. I’m not a comet, I’m not even a star, I’m just Y/N. I don’t want people asking themselves the very question I ask myself everyday, how does someone like her get someone like him?” I was quick to move on, “Now, I know how that sounds. I don’t really care what people think, I just can’t help but wonder the same. I can’t help but look at you and wonder why you aren’t dating someone up in the sky with you,” I felt stupid saying it, I felt insecure and needy but he let his arm drop to the side so he was looking at me “You’re everything,” It was such a simple thing for him to say, my emotions threatened to overwhelm me again. “What?” “You’re everything, Y/N. I choose you over everyone, and as long as you can accept that, I’ll love you for as long as you’ll have me,” He said firmly. I rested my cheek on his chest and wrapped my arms tightly around his waist as I let out a shaky breath. “I love you Jared,” “I love you too, Y/N,” “And we love you too, Jared and Y/N,” We heard Shan and Tomo say through the door as they walked down the hall. His chest vibrated and shook as we both laughed and I don’t remember ever feeling so happy.