ever just the same [connor murphy x reader]
requested// ‘a connor x reader in a beauty and the beast AU! where the reader is belle and connor is the beast. oh, and can evan be chip because he is a pure cinnamon roll’
author’s note// this is probably not at all what you wanted, i modernized it, and it sucks so many kinds of ass why do you guys follow me honestly!! also zoe is the wardrobe, alana is mrs potts, evan is chip, and jared is lumiere ,, no cogsworth whoOps!!!
word count; 1,744
tw; self harm scars mention, literal?? captivity??, poor writing i hate this so much
“Connor, come on, just try and be nice to her.” Zoe grumbled, all of her friends surrounding her on the floor. “She’s staying her against her will, you could at least be fucking nice to her.” Zoe scoffed, all of her friends sitting around her agreeing.
“She’s a very nice girl, she probably just hates you because you’re such a dickhead to her. Maybe, just maybe, she’d actually I don’t know, hangout with you if you tried being nice to her.” Alana Beck, the know it all asshole bitch of the school whom Connor hated with every bone in his body retorted taking a sip of her cherry fanta.
“Don’t remember asking you, Beck.” Connor spat, turning his attention back to his sister, the only person he could only slightly tolerate in this room other than her incredibly anxious friend.
“Listen, her dad is in jail because of a lawsuit our father filed. She’s staying here because you felt bad, and now you’re an asshole about it?” Zoe questioned, though he knew it was a rhetorical question. She wasn’t wrong, but she also wasn’t completely correct. He had basically blackmailed you to stay with him, why, you really had no idea. He had a crush on you for the longest time, but he was also had a running bet with Jared Kleinman. The bet was a mutual ‘gettin with’ sort of bet. Connor had to get with the girl who was always in the library, you, and Jared had to get with the school’s goth chick. Connor wasn’t a fan of it being a sex game, so kissing was enough for him, though he knew that treating women as a game was pretty horrible. He still wanted to win, and when Connor knew very well that you were involved in your father’s big bust, he used the only opening that he could get to get you to come stay with him out of all people as her father served his time.
“Whatever, what am I supposed to do? She’s so difficult, she won’t even have dinner with me.” He grunted, plopping down on the arm of the chair. His sister quickly moved her arm off of her chair with a huff.
“Literally, just be a semi decent human being to her.” Zoe proceeded to shove him off of the arm of the chair, “She went out for a walk a few minutes ago a-” Connor quickly cut her off, basically in a frenzy.
“She fucking what?” He basically spat, starting to sprint out of the front door, not caring he hadn’t bothered to put on a long sleeved shirt or a jacket, so all of the scars on his arms were out and visible. He was outside, the cool October air hitting his skin. He didn’t really have much time to enjoy the feeling, because he faintly saw the outline of your body speed walking down the sidewalk. His heart skipped a beat. He then took off into a complete sprint, you not having noticed him quite yet. It didn’t take all that long for him to catch up to you, he was a rather fast runner. He tugged on your arm, causing you to completely turn around, and your eyes widened, not expecting Connor to be here.
“Get away from me, Connor. I’m done with your shitty games.” You yanked your arm away from him. “You can turn me in wherever or whenever you want. I do not care.” You snapped, trying to turn away, but Connor’s hand was still holding onto your wrist rather tightly.
“Fuck, just let me take you out on a date. One fucking date, that is all I ask. It doesn’t have to be anything fancy or-” You cut him off almost instantaneously with a simple wave of your hand. He stopped his words as fast as you waved your hand.
“You will take me on a fucking fancy date, because if I have to go on one with you, it’s going to be fancy, are we understood?” You narrowed your eyes at him, and it almost horrified him. He nodded quickly, knowing that you may just bite his arm off if he so much as protested. “I’m gonna continue my walk. I’ll be home later. I will get ready then for said fancy date. Because it is happening tonight. Impress me.” And with that, you turned and continued to walk. The only thing he could think about was how you called his house home.
Connor basically ran home, knowing exactly what he had to do. He swung his front door open in a literal frenzy.
“You gotta help me plan a fancy date.” And with that, everyone got to work just like that. Zoe insisted upon helping you get ready, knowing she had a perfect yellow dress that you could wear that would look absolutely stunning on you. She also wanted to provide the music, since she was obsessed with that fucking jazz guitar. Alana wanted to make the food, Evan helped her out a bit, a little clueless, but helpful nonetheless. Jared said he would ‘set the mood’ and make it look all romantic and nice. Which he was oddly good at, he made the living room into a pretty little candle and christmas light lit cafe looking restaurant, even running over to his house across the street to smuggle some wine, which he had to admit, was nice.
The second you walked in, he screamed at you to close your eyes, and for Zoe to come and get you to take you upstairs to get ready.
“What the hell is this?” You chuckled, tumbling a little into Zoe’s room. She just shrugged, gesturing for you to sit down in front of her vanity.
“How do you want your hair?” She asked simply, and you just shrugged, the way she had before. “I’m gonna do your hair like Belle in Beauty and the Beast.” She declared, staring to curl the ends, and it looked absolutely lovely. You loved it, and the little twist bun at the top was the best part. She then started on your makeup, not much though, since you really didn’t need it. Mainly gold accents on your eyelids, some eyeliner, and some lipstick. “You look gorgeous.” She smiled. “Now, put on that yellow dress. I gotta go make sure Connor knows how to put on his shirt. I’ll be back to get you.” She rolled her eyes, and with that, she walked out of the room. You looked at the yellow cocktail dress, the sparkling accents that dusted the skirt. It was lovely, but you didn’t want to put that on your body. Not for Connor Murphy at least.
But you did promise. You promised you would go on that stupid date, and you were about to. Not that you’d enjoy it for a second, but you were going to do it. You quickly stripped and pulled that yellow cocktail dress on over your underwear and you took a couple of quick steps over to the mirror. It was beautiful. Lovely, even. You may even ask if you could borrow this for homecoming, if you went that is. You took a deep breath and stepped into your black flats, just finishing up the look. You couldn’t remember a time you had looked better, and you hated the fact you were looking this good for Connor Murphy. Of all people.
After only a few minutes, you heard a soft knock on the door, it being Zoe as she peeked her head in, a wide smile on her face.
“You look beautiful!” She exclaimed, looking at you in that yellow dress she knew would be perfect on you. You didn’t really respond, just shooting her a weak smile. “Okay, he’s ready, you can come on now!” You could tell she was holding back a squeal, which caused you to roll your eyes and take small careful steps towards the door, pulling it open even more. Zoe backed away and started to scurry down the stairs. You were kind of confused, but you looked over the banister, and saw that they had done up downstairs rather nice.
Everything was rather lovely, the lights dim, a small table with some spaghetti and meatballs on the table with some candles, the entire downstairs covered in mostly white Christmas lights. They seemed to have run out of the white lights and settled for some colored ones to add on. It didn’t really matter.
You were taken out of your daze when a voice bellowed to you, “You look stunning.” You jumped a bit, looking over at Connor, he looked rather nice actually. He was wearing a blue suit, the pants and jacket probably a little too short on him. They were probably old, since Connor had stretched out to be really long the summer before freshman year. He was so incredibly tall… And maybe even a bit handsome with his hair pulled back just a bit. He also started growing his hair long, and you had to admit, it looked rather good.
“You too.” You stuttered out, instantly regretting it, feeling your face flush a light shade of pink, knowing you had just called Connor Murphy stunning. “I mean… I mean you look good.” You gave him a small smile. He chuckled a little and strode over to you, extending his long arm, his hand held out to you. Without even thinking, you placed your small hand in his bony fingers.
“Shall we?” He raised an eyebrow. You felt your whole body warm up, a pit growing ever so slowly in your stomach. You could feel yourself blushing, wishing that your skin would never leave Connor’s again.
“I suppose we shall.” You smiled and took his hand. You both stared down the stairs, and you saw Jared scurry over to the stereo, pressing play, the tune of ‘Tale as Old As Time’ playing through the stereo. He then ran away, probably to join Zoe, Evan, and Alana somewhere. You felt your heart race as Connor led you all the way down the stairs and over to the table. He pulled the chair back for you as you sat, and your heart fluttered. He then sat in front of you, and he looked… Different almost. Happy, maybe was the correct word, but he looked different. And the different was good.
There may be something there that wasn’t there before.
author’s note// this imagine has been ruining my life for the past couple of weeks, it is over please love it it sucks i actually hate this i wanna kill myself the next one wILL BE GOOD I PROMISE