cigar ashtrays

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John x Fem!Reader (Smut)

Requested By Anon

Warnings: smut, public sex, swearing




Bloody hell, (Y/N) will you go get Arthur?” Poll snapped.


“Yeah.” You sigh as you stretch and hop down off the table you’d been sat on. It didn’t take long to get to the Garrison and find John and Arthur in the private room.


 

“Poll wants Arthur.” You grumbled.


 

“Alright, here (Y/N) on me.” Arthur sighed as he dropped a few coins on the table. John chuckled when you sat down and let you head drop against the wall behind you.


 

“Poll keeping you busy?” John asked as he watched you.

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LIES

AN: When you see your ex and you start making up stories to show how great you’re doing. I could literally imagine that happening to Sasuke.

Pairing: Sasuhina

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“Sasuke?” 

The Uchiha lifted his head, making eye contact with the person who was currently standing in front of him. 

She still looked the same.

“Hinata,” he greeted, throwing his newly-lit cigar into the ashtray. “What are you doing here? I thought you were like… In Konoha.

“Oh, I m-moved recently and I didn’t k-know you were here either…”

Sasuke hated to see his ex. Not just anyone but seeing this particular blue head was making his emotions veered between apathetic enervation and eccentric curiosity. She was, out of all, the one that had given him the fondest memories he could ever ask for. 

Well, he got to admit that he was a jerk. Sasuke mentally shrugged. She was probably munching on chocolates while missing him every day.

“Oh, yea I moved here to start a business,” Sasuke lied, flashing a wisp of a smile and signalling the female to sit with him.

“Thank you,” pulling out the chair, she breathed out a sigh the moment she sat down. “What business?”

“You know just some small cafes,” Sasuke said it like as if he was a cafe billionaire in his past life.

Bullshit.

He was working in a library, once in a while a freelance journalist which was really rare at the moment. 

“Hoping to do something big and different. How are you?”

Hinata smiled, something Sasuke knew he the moment he saw it, he was in deep shit again. Her smile made him light-headed, like a drug. “I’m working in a bakery with m-my new boyfriend.”

Wait what?

New boyfriend?

Sasuke smiled, a sarcastic one and lit up another cigar. He was taken aback at how fast she had moved on! Well… 3 years was pretty short to Sasuke.

“I’m too busy to find one right now,” he chuckled. “Especially when you’re caught up with so many emails to reply and contracts to sign.”

“Yea I understand how does that feel. My boyfriend was like this during the opening phase of his bakery. But I’m by his side so he felt companied.”

Sasuke thought for a moment he could burn down the entire cafe he was in.

“Did you put on weight? I mean you worked in a bakery,” he shrugged.

“N-No,” she mumbled, her head tilting down a little. Sasuke knew she did because that was one thing she always did whenever she lie. 

She still looked beautiful and Sasuke wanted her back.

“You can always eat your chocolates if your new boyfriend dumps you.”

Secret code of Sasuke: You can always come back to me.

He noticed her elegant brows knitted together. “I don’t like chocolates. You still don’t remember t-that,” she mumbled, in a slight annoyed tone but veered to a cheery one. “He’s really nice. Like he drives me around everyday.”

“That’s nice,” Sasuke up his game. “I drive girls around town sometimes. They are still flocking around me even after all these time.”

“This is the reason why I broke up with you 3 y-years ago,” she snapped, offhandedly and stood up. “You never changed!”

Sasuke was taken aback by her sudden outburst. He thought she had a calm demeanour especially in public. Among the burgeoning whispers and stares around them, it was her perpetual adorable mad face that kept him from arguing back.

She stared at him, waiting for him to say something and the blush which he loved started appearing over her cheeks. He smirked.

“You don’t own a car. You cycle everyday. You worked in the library down this street and girls do flocked around you still b-because of y-your really good looking face but you a-always push them away! Why are you still lying?” 

Sasuke cocked his brows, feeling a sense of euphoria building up within him. Not because she was scolding him for lying again but it was because that idiot just busted her cover of her stalking him. 

“You stalker,” he said nonchalantly as he stood up. 

“W-What?”

“Do you really have a boyfriend?”

She lowered her head.

“You liar,” Sasuke smirked, throwing this cigar on the ground and lifted his hand, flicking her forehead just like how he usually did years ago.