Brother’s Best Friend - Dylan O’Brien [Smut] (Teen AU)
Character(S): Dylan O’Brien/Reader, Brother!Tyler Posey, Daniel Sharman
Word Count: 3153
Notes: Fingering, Oral (female receiving), shower sex, this is much shorter than my usual works - excluding my first two or three works - and it didn’t really take the direction I had originally intended, but it’s cute and I was in a cute mood, let me live. Huge thanks to @stilinski-jpeg for her help on proofreading this. She’s my #SinTwin and I don’t know where I would be without her, I love you, Nia!! We all know how much I love drummer!Dylan so lets go fucking overdrive.
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Oh yes! I love Dear White People so much I forgot to complain about Nia Long’s character.
I was disappointed and pissed that she was supposed to be a lesbian but fucking Troy. I was trying to be cool like ‘okay sexuality is fluid, it is what it is’ BUT they really made a point of repeatedly referring to this woman as a lesbian.
Didn’t help that ultimately her character was fucking pointless anyway. She was only there to show us that Troy is so hot he can bag a professor, even one that’s not even into men (and even more eye-roll worthy: 'poor Troy women don’t really see him, they just use him for sex, he couldn’t even trust a lesbian not to use him’). Like, the one sort of relevant moment she had was making Troy and Coco realize why they were invited to that important dinner or whatever it was but they could’ve just figured that out on their own. Coco should’ve, tbh.
And she was shown to only be annoyed by her partner. They didn’t need to give her a partner. She could’ve just been single and bisexual, pan or fluid.
But what they wanted was to make her as unavailable as possible to make Troy seem like that much of a…. whatever this makes him to other straight dudes who watch, for fucking her.
Lesbians forever having to shut down that they’re not waiting for the right man, the hottest man, the man who’s great in bed. Shit like this doesn’t help. Y'all coulda kept that.
What she means: I’m just so in love with this gorgeous real life angel called Thomas Sanders. I wish I knew him for real! I want to be his friend and treat him the best way possible because he absolutely deserves it! He is such an adorkable sweetheart! And his videos are always so funny and manage to make me smile when nothing else does! And that booty tho!
(Yes, hello, my name is Nia and I love @thatsthat24 so much. 💚💚💚)
“See ya!” My best friends said as we left our favorite restaurant .
“Miss yeah already! Don’t forget to come visit again soon.”
I sighed I couldn’t’ believe I was leaving Ireland for the second time. The first was when Niall and I broke up and screamed at each other. I pulled my coat a little closer and smiled I was glad after all this time I still could find this place beautiful even with some of my memories left slated. I heard a familiar laugh coming from a crowd outside of the restaurant down the street. I looked in the direction and saw a blonde man with four other men and a little girl. The mans blue eyes connected with mine and I realized that it was Niall. I sighed I guess it was a good thing he always deserved the best even if it wasn’t me. There was a little girl was on top of his shoulders. God why did he have to looks so good? When did he have a daughter? I sighed I really wouldn’t know I cut every part of him out of my life. I didn’t even listen to their cd. I mean of course I bought it but it just sat in my apartment. I avoided media and magazines like they were the plague because I could not stand the reminder of what used to be.
"Y/N why the hell would you do that!” Niall shouted at me.
I rolled my eyes, “What did you want me to do Niall? Ignore it! Everyone has a breaking point! I’m nowhere near perfect!”
“Well that’s for sure!"
I screamed in frustration. "We can’t keep fighting Niall!”
He ran a hand through his un-styled blonde hair. “Your right. Y/N were done. I can’t do this anymore. We both want different things and I think I need to be on my own. We don’t make each other happy an-”
Tears started to fall from my eyes. “No plea-please don’t do this Niall.” I begged him.
“I’m sorry. Loo-”
“I don’t want to hear it Niall! I need you! I love you for god sakes!” I screamed.
“But I don’t love you!” Niall shouted.
“Wha-what?” I was stunned.
“I-I’ll have someone pick up my stuff later Niall.” I grabbed my purse and phone off the counter and headed for the door. I took deep breaths in an effort to stay calm and not let the dam of tears break threw.
“Your right Niall we obviously want different things.” I shut the door calmly behind me and ran for the elevator. As soon as the doors closed the dam bursted. How could he do this to me! One year and he just throws it away like it’s nothing! He just threw my heart away and didn’t even think twice. The elevator doors opened and I walked to my car.
I looked behind me and balled even more. He didn’t come after me. He didn’t chase me. He let me go. He no longer loved me.
I unlocked my car and climbed in I sat with my head against the steering wheel for the longest time. After everything we had been through he just let me go. I slowly put myself back together and put the car in gear. I glanced back in my rearview mirror. He wasn’t coming for me.
I shook my head at my thoughts of the last time I was here and glanced back at Niall and the boys he looked happy and it made him look better than ever. I turned and began to walk the opposite direction because I knew I could never talk to him without dredging up the past. I guess I held on for so long that I didn’t realize I had time to let go.
“Y/N?” I heard a familiar voice say.
“Yes?” I said.
“It’s really you.” Niall said to me.
"Ho-how are you?” He asks nervously.
I smiled at him. “I’m good. How about you?”
“Oh you know just read those magazines and they will tell you everything.” Niall says jokingly.
“I wouldn’t know Niall I stopped keeping tabs on you a long time ago.” I said quietly.
“Oh. Well umm….I’m good. Theo is his name.”
“He’s beautiful Niall.” I said softly.
“It was good seeing you Niall. You look good.” I said before turning to leave him.
“Do you ever think about us?” Niall asked softly.
I turned towards him and look into his eyes. “ I try not to.”
He looked stunned at my words. “It was that bad?”
“No. It was great Niall, it’s just why think about something I can’t change?” I decided instead of telling him the real reason lying would be best.
“I guess. I still do. Think about it that is.” Niall said, “Do you regret us?”
“No. Never we were great. But like you said we never could have made it in the long haul.” I said remembering his words from one of our many fights.“I guess we both ended up where we belong. Right?”
“I guess…” Niall seemed shaken by my answers.
“Yeah at least we both let each other go and moved on with our lives.” I said sadly.
“Yeah…at least…” Niall said to me weakly.
“I’m happy Niall.” I don’t know if I said the words for him or for myself.
Niall strained a smile. “I’m glad.”
We both stood in silence.
“Goodbye Niall.” I said while turning to walk down to my car to leave but at least I would be leaving on my own terms this time. As I went to open the car door a big hand slammed it shut.
“I’m not happy.” Niall said in my ear.
I slowly turned to face him allowing him to pin me against his car. “Nia-”
“I loved you so much. Y/N, I thought you were coming back. I was just mad and then you never did you just left me.” Niall looked as if he was going to cry.
“Niall…” I trailed off I didn’t have a clue of what I should say.
“I thought you would come back.” I saw a tear roll down Niall’s cheek.
“Well I didn’t.” I stated matter-of-factly.
“It killed me.” Niall had tears streaming down his face at this time.
I glared at him. “It killed you Niall? You? Your the one who told me to leave! So don’t you dare! Don’t you dare have a pity party for yourself when your the one who shattered my heart!”
“I was angry!” He defended himself.
“You were stupid! You picked the argument! If you didn’t want me to leave then why didn’t you chase after me?” I raised my hands and rubbed my face in frustrations. “It doesn’t matter Niall we both have gone on with our lives."
"No you may have. But for the last two years I have been in my own personal hell. I couldn’t find you!”
“Look Niall I really have to leave.” I said but it didn’t seem to register in his head.
“NO!” Niall shouted at me.“Please….I-I-I can’t let you leave me again."
"You have a different life than I do Niall an-"
"Y/N?” Another familiar Irish accented voice said.
“Greg.” I was surprise that he was here.
“You came back.” He smiled.
“I came to visit some friends.” I said.
“Oh…” His smile faltered. Greg held a one year old little girl in his arms.
“Look I have to g-”
“No. I need you please.”
“Your begging will not help Niall."
"I’m taking Theo home. See you later Niall."
“Greg’s?” NIall supplied for me.
“Yeah…” So he didn’t have a kid.
“Look Y/N I still love you. I never stopped and you left and you never came back. You broke my heart too.”
“I know and I am sorry but Niall we can’t go back.”
“I’m not asking to go back. I’m asking to move forward and if we have to start over. It doesn’t matter to me.” Niall seemed more confidant.
“What if I say no?” I questioned him.
“No? You won’t because you feel the same to. We still matter whether you like it or not.”
“One more shot. That’s all i need.” Niall said interlacing our fingers together.
“What about the next time we fight?”
“I can’t guarantee what will happen but I can promise you if we fight now matter who’s right or who’s wrong I will chase after you. I can’t let you go please believe me.” Niall pleaded with me.
“Your last chance Niall.” I said before Niall crashed his lips onto mine.