@sginger1995 requested: Could you do a story where a new resident moves into max’s building and she has an ex thats abusive that she had kids with and max starts acting like a dad for them and a husband for the new resident?
Character(s): Max and Reader Summary: Max didn’t expect for you, the new tenant, to be newly divorced with two young children. However, the more time he spent with you, the more he realized that you had taken him out of the walls and shown him a world that he always knew he could live. Word Count: 2,465 Warning: Fluff! Mention of domestic abuse!! Author’s Note: Ahh!!! I have been waiting so long to write this request. If anyone that knows me knows that Max is my #1 weakness (Denny coming in a close second). He is bae and one of my favorite characters that JDM has played. I know. Something must be wrong with me, right? Anyway, @sginger1995, thank you so so much for requesting this! I loved the idea behind it and I couldn’t wait to start writing! I hope you enjoy it! :-)
“…How the hell did you ever pick me? Honestly, I could sing you a song, but I don’t think words could express your beauty…,” I sang softly, rinsing the tropical scented suds off my body and enjoying the scalding water running over my tense muscles. I rested my back on the wall, the stark contrast between the cool tiles and the water making me shiver slightly.
“They say that love is forever, your forever is all that I need, please stay, as long as you need.” I shut off the water and pulled back the shower curtain, stepping out and grabbing my towel. “It goes to show, I hope that you know that you are, what my dreams are made of…” I dried off quickly and wrapped the towel around myself, opening the bathroom door, humming as I walked into the connected bedroom.
Feeling for the familiar fabric and smiling internally when I felt it, I grabbed my favorite matching underwear set out of the bottom of the top drawer. I dropped my towel and slipped into them. As I walked back over to the bed, I caught a glimpse of myself in mirror, which caused me to falter my step, before I stopped.
I turned and stepped in front of the mirror fully. I sighed softly looking at my reflection. I searched over my body, looking for something, anything, I could honestly say I was happy with.
I met my own eyes and the girl staring back at me smiled slightly. Crystal clear blue with hazel and green rings around the center, and gold flecks that loved to catch the light. My favorite feature. I let my eyelids flutter shut and took a deep breath, releasing it in a soft sigh.
My next breath caught in my throat slightly as I felt a pair of warm hands slowly slide over my sides and to my waist before wrapping themselves around me. I opened my eyes to look into the brilliant sea green and gold eyes that I had come to be so familiar with, as he rested his head on my shoulder. “If I didn’t know better, I could have sworn I heard you singing my song,” he said lightheartedly, placing a feather soft kiss on my shoulder.
“I was trying to be quiet,” I mumbled, a light blush tinting my cheeks as I felt his chest vibrate with a short laugh. “I don’t think I would mind being woken up like that more often,” he admitted. I turned around so I was facing him and gently placed my arms around his neck, playing with the ends of his steadily growing and messy bed hair. “I’m sure your ego wouldn’t,” I responded jokingly, letting out a giggle at the exaggerated, mock look of hurt that contorted his features.
“That hurt,” he said jokingly, taking one of his hands off my waist to place it over his heart. I shook my head and laughed. He placed his arm back around my waist and hugged me tightly, nuzzling his face in between the curve of my neck and shoulder. Running my fingers gently through his hair, a sudden thought came to me, causing me to smirk.
“Babe?” I asked him. “Hmm?” he mumbled into my skin. “You know how I haven’t posted my weekly video for my channel yet because I couldn’t think of what to do?” I said, smiling at the thought floating around in my head. “Yea?” he said, lifting his head enough so he could be heard. “I think I have a good idea,” I said holding back a laugh.
“Oh yeah? What is it?” he asked curiously. “Well I was thinking…I could maybe do the ‘I Do My Boyfriend’s Makeup Challenge’.” His head shot up to look at me, his jaw dropped and as he was about to say something, I cut him off by saying, “Or I mean I guess there’s something else I could find to do,” I finished with a fake disappointed sigh and letting my head hang slightly.
I heard him let out a puff of air and I smiled internally, knowing he was giving in. “Oh c'mon babe, don’t be like that. Will it make you happy if I do it?” He asked me in a caring tone. I nodded and he let out a quiet groan. “Fine, but if there is less than your usual 250,00 i’m gonna be offended,” he said jokingly.
I looked up at him with a smirk and kissed his cheek quickly before removing my arms from his neck and walking away to find my camera. “Thank you, baby,” I called over my shoulder, briefly seeing him there with a slightly stunned look on his face before laughing.
Twenty minutes later after rounding up my camera, makeup, and model for the video, I set up my tripod and started recording. “Hey guys! I didn’t think I would be able to post a video today but thanks to this guy,” I said reaching over and ruffling his hair, at which he pursed his lips together in a tight lipped smile, “I had an idea.”
“I’m sure most of you watching already know who this is, but for those of you who somehow managed to stumble your way to this oh-so-terrifyingly-weird channel,” I said stretching my arms out gesturing around me and smiling, “why don’t you introduce yourself?” I directed the last part at the man next to me.
“Okay. Well hi, my names Billy. I got kidnapped about six months ago and ended up here,” he said in complete monotone. “Babe c'mon be serious for once in your life!” I said laughing and slapping his arm. “Alright alright. Aye guys my names Kellin Quinn and i’m her boyfriend, in case you couldn’t tell by the title,” he said as an afterthought, chuckling to himself.
“Okay well basically, again if you couldn’t tell by the title, i’m going to be doing his makeup,” I sing-songed playfully. “I’m so excited!” He said in a high pitched voice, clapping his hands together. I laughed and then looked at the camera again. “Well, on that note, let’s get started!”
A/N: This wasn’t requested by anyone, but I felt the need to write it myself. Also I know I haven’t written Tony in awhile, but maybe someone will come to me with a Tony request. Anyway, feedback is appreciated!
When you left work earlier, Tony knew there was something wrong. He was cursing at himself now that he had been thinking about it. He should’ve stopped you or talked to you before you left. Not only were you his partner, but you were his girlfriend.
“DiNozzo, go talk to [Y/N],” Gibbs ordered, keeping his eyes on the file in front of him.
Tony blinked, looking away from your desk. “What?” He heard Gibbs’ voice, but didn’t register his words.
Gibbs lifted his gaze to glare at Tony. “I said go talk to [Y/N],” the Marine repeated. “If you’re done staring at her desk that is.”
“Right,” Tony mumbled as he stood up from his chair. As he slid his jacket over his shoulders, he paused. “Boss, do you think I did something wrong?”
“Dunno,” Gibbs shrugged as he returned to the file on his desk. “Go find out.”