Request: I was wondering if you could do a smut on Jeff Atkins about y/n coming to his house while his parents are away and we want to “Study” but things go another certain way
WARNINGS: Fluff, smut, cursing
“I’m heading out now mom!” I scream as I head for the door.
“Okay hun, text me when you get to his house, love you!”
I say a quick love you too as I lock the door and jog to my car. I’m happy cause I’m staying the night at my boyfriend Jeff’s house. His first game can be next Friday if he passes his upcoming test so I promised him I will help him study before we binge watch cringy romance movies. As I pulled into his car, I noticed his parents car isn’t there. I forgot they went away on a business trip for the weekend. I knock on the door and as soon as it opens I’m welcomed by his lips.
“Hey beautiful” he smiles.
“Hello hunnybun” I joke as I walk into his living room.
“Oh gosh, let me stick to the cute names” he laughs as he jumps on the couch.
“Whatever you say boo bear” I smile as I sit down and put my legs on his lap.
“You don’t have to tell me everything babe” he laughs
“Yeah yeah when do you want to start studying?”
“Uh how about you go upstairs change into your pjs while I get us some food then we can start.”
I nod my head and take my bag to his room. He has such a modest, but boyish room. I change into my clothes, purposely bringing the tight shorts and tank top Jeff loves so much. I throw my hair in a messy ponytail and get our books out.
“So I brought some classic chips and popco-”
He stopped and made no effort to hide the fact that he was staring right at my ass. That made me blush as I tried to pull down the already revealing shorts.
“And y-you expect us to study with you wearing that?”
“Wearing what?” I ask innocently as I turn away from him to put the rest of the books on the bed. I then felt his breath behind me as he grabbed my waist and pulled my back towards him.
“This” He said and started kissing my neck and went from my waist to my breast, knowing I don’t wear a bra to bed. A light moan escaped my mouth as I put my hands over his. I felt him smirk on my neck and I almost forgot what we were suppose to do.
“Babe babe babe” I squirm from his grip as I turn to face him and peck his lip.
“I love you, but we really need to study so I can cheer you on at Friday’s game”
he sighed, but he knew I was right. “Fine fine, but your missing out” he jokes as he slaps my butt.
“Which president wrote the Declaration of Independence then?”
“Um.. Abraham Jefferson?”
“Yeah, no this studying is over, I hope your going to enjoy watching the game on the bleachers with me.” I start closing our books and Jeff grabbed my hands.
“I’m sorry babe, I just can’t stop looking at you that’s all, it’s easy for Jensen to tutor me because he isn’t my hot girlfriend.”
“Shall I dress up like Clay then?”
“No no no” he laughs.
“Then what do you want to do?”
he bits his lip and looks at me up and down as he climbs on top of me. he leans down to my ear and kisses it, “you” he whispers.
I can’t help but moan at how sexy that sounded and push him down onto the bed. I attack his mouth, not that he had a problem. He grab my thighs and squeeze them. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. his hands travel to my butt as his slides his hands inside my shorts. I rub against his pants and start to feel his bulge coming on. He starts groaning and I smile against his lips. He stops kissing only to remove our shirts and turn me over. He starts to slowly kiss my neck, knowing I hate it.
“Jeff stop teasing” I wine.
“Sorry baby” he smirks.
He started to harshly suck on my sweet spot and I moan into his neck. He then goes to one of my breast and starts sucking on my nipple while massaging the other and then switching. I squirm under him, grabbing his brown hair just wanting to feel him already.
“Babe, I want you already” I wine
“In just a second” he smiles as his kisses travel to my thighs. he pulls my shorts down painfully slow, making me a groaning mess. he laughs at my reaction and comes back up to kiss me. I feel vulnerable being completely naked under him so I tug on his sweats so he gets the idea which he does. He pulls them down and went back to sweetly kissing me. I then feel his hands go in between my legs and I suck in my breathe. He circles his fingers around my clit and I try hard not to moan.
“Oh my go- Jeff!”
he bits his lip as he watches me come undone under him. I buckle my hips into his fingers and just need to feel him.
“Jeff please..” I whimper with my eyes a shut.
He doesn’t make me ask again as he grabs one of his condoms from inside his nightstand and slide it on. I can’t help but stare at his huge member and grab it in my hand, knowing he likes me to put it towards my entrance. He groans from my touch and kisses me passionately. He positions himself and stops kissing to look at me.
“Are you ready babe?”
I smile at him for always asking before he did anything. I nod my head and he slowly pushes himself into me. I moan and grab his arm as he stretches me. When he’s all the way in, he stops so I can adjust to him. He starts to slowly thrust into me and I wrap my arms around his neck.
“Fu-Jeff- my god” I moan. He takes my moans as his que to go faster. He takes my legs and wraps them around his waist as he starts quickly thrusting to me. I start to lose air from his speed. I dig my nails to his back and come close to almost screaming.
“Jeeeeeff! Fuck! my gosh!!” He puts one off my legs on his shoulder to deepen himself and goes faster. I moan with every pound he gives me. He’s a groaning mess as he whispers curse words with sweat coming down his forehead. His grip on my waist tightens as his thrust become more sloppy.
“Babe I-I’m about to-”
I moan over his words as his thrust still didn’t slow down, but only got faster. I felt my stomach tighten as now both of my legs are over Jeff’s shoulders, feeling all of him.
“Je- I c-can’t” before I can finish I came undone under him.
“Fuck y/n” his thrusts got sloppier as he rode out his high, putting my legs down and kissing my forehead. he slid out of me and collapsed onto the bed next to me. Both of us breathing hard, he turned over so that he was facing towards me and wrapped his arms around my bare torso. He started tracing small circles on my side and pecked my lips.
“If this is whats gonna happen every time we study, I don’t mind sitting on the bleachers” he lazily smiles.
“Well I’m not, your playing next game so text Clay”
Here’s an idea! Can you do one where y/n is playing a little hard to get, she’s Hannah friend and she’s pushing Hannah to confess to clay! Jeff tries to sit next to her and she doesn’t react (inside she’s dying) and like he tries to get a reaction out of her! And one time he talks to her and walks her backwards to the locker and make sure he gets a date or something like that! A lot of funny, flirty moments
“Come on, do it for me,” you said to your friend, Hannah Baker. You two were eating together at the cafeteria. Hannah laughed.
“Y/N… Shut up. I’m not going to ask him out” she said.
“Why not?” you asked “He’s a good guy and he’s obviously into you"
“He’s not into me” you rolled your eyes, “Fine. If he’s so into me why hasn’t he asked me out?”
“Because he’s shy!” you screamed then lowered your voice “You should ask him out”
“Yeah, Hannah, you should.” You recognized that voice in an instant. Jeff Atkins sat down next to you and you were trying to hide a smile. Hannah let out a loud laugh.
“C’mon, Hannah” you ignored the guy next to you. “Do it for me.“
“I’d do anything for you,” Jeff said. You couldn’t help but smile when looking at him. He gave you one of his infamous I’m-really-hot-and-I-know-it smiles.
“Oh, yeah?” you asked, raising an eyebrow, “What exactly would you do for me, Atkins?”
“I’ll get Hannah to ask Clay out” you laughed and looked at Hannah, who held a terrified expression.
“How did you know we were talking about Clay?” Hannah asked, biting her lips. Jeff winked at her.
“Actually, I didn’t know. Lucky guess.” you two started to laugh while Hannah rolled her eyes.
“You two are idiots.” she scoffed, “You know what, Jeff? Maybe you should ask Y/N out” she said.
You were gonna kill that little asshole. He smiled at her.
“Well, it may surprise you to know, that I ask her out almost every day, yet she always turns me down” he looked at you then, “Right?”
“Fuck you, Atkins” you laughed.
“When and where princess?” Hannah started to laugh hysterically. How could he say things like that so casually and look so comfortable when saying it? Whereas your face resembled a ripe tomato.
“Only in your dreams, Atkins,” you said.
“Every night, Y/L/N” he winked at you.
“Oh my god, Jeff” Hannah giggled and honestly, you were doing a poor job trying to hide your own laugh.
“I have to go,” you said, gathering your things and walking out to the halls.
“You coming, Hannah?”
“No, sorry I can’t. I have to finish this essay for History.”
“Fine. See you in Geometry.” You looked at Jeff, “Are you coming or do you have homework too?” “
Hell, no.” he scoffed “Bye Hannah.” He waved goodbye and then fell into step beside you. His cologne was intoxicating and you were sure it was going to be the death of you.
“So,” he started “do you think Hannah’s gonna ask Clay out or not?”
“I don’t know,” you said “But she has the biggest crush on him. She should do it”
“You should ask me out too” You rolled your eyes with a smile on your face. Jeff leaned on your locker, smiling.
“Yeah? And why would I do that?”
“Simply because you have a huge crush on me.” you laughed. He was so fucking right.
“Keep dreaming, Atkins”
“About you? All the time, babe” Your breath hitched a little. God, that boy was going to be the end of you.
“Ok so, since you’re so madly in love with me, you should ask me out again, maybe this time you’ll get lucky and I’ll say yes” The reason you had always refused to go on a date with Jeff was because this whole time you believed he was joking. A guy like Jeff Atkins would never go out with a girl like you…right? When you challenged him, Jeff’s eyes sparkled. He saw a chance and he took it.
“Well then, Y/N Y/L/N, would you like to go on a date with me?”
“Maybe. Yeah” you said, flirting “But we’re definitely not going to Rosie’s, there’s pink everywhere. It’s kinda sickening if I’m honest” you shuddered.
“Of course. Monet’s?”
“I’ll waiting for you here at the end of the day,” he said, starting to walk to his class, “Don’t be late, some would kill for an opportunity like this.”
“I’ll be here at the end of the day, Atkins,” you said, laughing.
As he walked, Jeff screamed “I did it!” as he fist pumped the air in the middle of the hallway which made you giggle.
Yeah, he did.
Thank you to lifeislikeatimebomb for helping me with the grammar and stuff!!!
Plot: Harry really likes Y/N and is surprised when his friend is less supportive.
Pic isn’t mine but I love how it practically screams ‘cozy’.
“Hold on. Are we talking about the same person here?”
Harry’s teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he tried to bite back the embarrassment rushing through his body and painting his cheeks pink. Admitting this type of secret was to him as awkward as it had when he’d been 18 years younger. And now his uncomfortable feeling increased by the tone the question had been asked in as it was enough to let Harry immediately know that Jeffery wasn’t at all happy with the confession he’d just heard. Jeff arched his brows at his friend, making Harry shift in his seat once more before he focused on his manager with worried eyes.
“S’no one like her out there,” Harry muttered, heartbeat increasing when Jeff’s forehead formed a deep frown, “So yeah… we’re both talking about her.”
“But this is Y/N,” Jeff said almost defensively, “She’s… she’s… I mean… how? And why?”
Harry slid off his chair and walked around the counter in Jeff’s kitchen, for one so he could reach the coffee machine and pour himself the drink he very much needed after the long night he’d had, and for two so he could bring some distance between himself and his friend. His knees felt uncomfortably jelly-like and he hoped Jeff couldn’t notice how wobbly he was walking. This he had not expected when admitting that he felt more than just friendship for the girl Jeff had made a habit of bringing around. Sure, he was aware of how protective Jeff and pretty much everyone else who knew the girl was of her, but surely him liking Y/N was a good thing wasn’t it? Y/N always appeared to care about him, too, so why would Jeff oppose the idea of them together so much? Harry could make Y/N happy, he was sure of it. She was kind and she was soft, her mind was bright and to him there was nobody more beautiful than her. And what she needed was a person who could be as kind and as soft with her as her soul was, someone who cared for her gentle being and would always appreciate her. Harry could do that. He wanted to do that and to learn that his friend doubted him hurt. A pout tugged at his lips. Sensing where his mind went Jeff cleared his throat.
“M’sorry, mate. Sounded like a prick, didn’t I? I want to be supportive of this, really I do. She’s a good girl and you’re a great lad s’just…”
“What?” Harry asked, unable to keep the tension out of his voice.
Jeff sighed as he desperately searched for the right words. “I’ve known her for quite a while now and I truly love that girl. I really do, Harry. She might as well be my sister by this point.”
“Good to know,” Harry muttered, not liking how his heart had dropped the moment Jeff spoke of loving Y/N even though he was of course very aware of Jeff’s girlfriend and knew that Y/N shared nothing beyond a brotherly bond with his friend.
“Anyway,” Jeffery continued, “I know that she’s been through a lot of crap with boys. Things that took their toll on her and though she doesn’t really talk about it anymore I know she’s influenced by it still. You’re great. Of course you are, s’just… I want you to know that you got to be careful with her. Make sense?”
“Well, kinda,” Harry moved to sit back down next to his friend, “But don’t you know that I would never do anything to upset her? Not as her friend and certainly not as her boyfriend should she ever allow me to be that for her. She’s… she’s so tender with me, you know? And she gets me and she cares for me and… I never had that before. With anyone, Jeff. I never felt like someone would be there and take care of me the way I do when I’m with her.”
Harry frowned at his fingers momentarily before meeting Jeff’s eyes.
“Do you not think that I could be good for her?”
“You could,” Jeff soothed Harry quietly, “You already are, no doubt. You’re not one of those shitty boys she’s been disappointed by. But I also know that you like the adventure sometimes, the excitement of something passionate and short lived with a woman who’s fascinating to you for the moment. And there’s nothing wrong with that, at all. However if you want Y/N it has to be with purely honest intentions and because you want her for more than just a week.”
“I do!” Harry argued, voice loud and desperate, “She’s not someone I want for the moment. I want her for every moment.”
“Awe,” Jeff cooed and Harry flipped him off.
“Besides,“ Harry smirked, brows arched, “What would happen if I were to not take things seriously with her?”
He was joking of course and Jeffery took a long swig of his coffee before shrugging with a smug smile, “I’d kick your arse.”
“Oh yeah, right.”
Harry’s heart could have burst in his chest. Ever since stepping into Jeff’s house that night he’d been happy to find that Y/N refused to leave his side and instead stood by him and occasionally even brushed his arm with her soft hand in a sweet gesture. He felt like he could rejoice and his heart filled with hope. Y/N was so close, his skin was covered in a shiver. When he tilted his head he could rest his chin on the crown of her beautiful hair, when he shifted his body he could press into her side and feel the curve of her chest against his ribcage and when he breathed in deeply all he smelled was Y/N’s sweet scent. She was so close to him and so adorably clingy he had to physically hold himself back from wrapping her into his embrace and never let her go again, oblivious to Y/N feeling just the same about him. Her fingers itched to fist his jumper in her hand, the tip of her tongue burned to say all the words that could describe how incredibly lovely he was to her. But she wouldn’t let herself. Not when it could mean losing him.
“Harry?” her voice spoke next to his shoulder.
When Harry looked down his heart melted at the sight of his favorite person peering up at him with bright eyes and his stomach dropped when she leaned in and nudged him with her nose to get more of his attention. As if she wasn’t possessing all of it from the moment she’d murmured his name.
Harry chuckled and hummed against her temple as his lips pressed to her skin softly. “Yes, sweetheart?”
She let out a small whine before her forehead pressed into his arm. “I want to go home. Take me there, please?”
Harry frowned at her quiet words, not liking her request. She wanted to leave? Already? On the other hand, she wanted to leave with him.
He kissed her again, this time her head. “Of course, my love. Are you alright, though?”
“I’m okay,” she nodded quickly, not wanting to worry him, “S’just that I can feel how I’m coming down with a headache and Sarah drove me here but she’s having so much fun and I don’t want to trouble her.”
“Oh, so I look like I’m not having fun?” Harry joked, nudging her shoulder with his.
Y/N rolled her eyes before pinching his hips. “You know what I meant.”
“I do,” he laughed gently, “And the tube’s a pain at this hour so I wouldn’t want you taking it anyway.”
“There’s nobody I can ask other than you,” she murmured into the fabric of his shirt, “Nobody I would want to ask anyway.”
Now his heart really was going to burst. Without thinking about it Harry let his arms drop around her shoulders so he could pull her against his chest, loving how easily the two of them fit together. If they ever needed to prove to someone that they belonged together, them fitting like two puzzle pieces was evidence enough. His fingers brushed her warm skin, her lips graced his neck.
“Let’s grab your coat, love.”
He began to move away from her but a pull to his arm made him still.
“Didn’t bring one,” Y/N peered up at him with guilty eyes and teeth biting back a smile as she knew exactly what reaction Harry was about to have.
His forehead was pulled into a frown she wished she were allowed to kiss away and his arms crossed, the words to scold her ready to fall from his lips.
“I wasn’t cold!” she argued with a laugh, “We got here so early it wasn’t even dark yet. Oh, stop looking at me like that.”
“S’damn windy outside, Y/N,” Harry sighed, remembering how last time they’d spent 5 minutes outside with the sun not out, she’d fallen ill for three days, “You’re bloody asking for it you know that right? You want to get sick again, don’t you?”
His fingers pinched her waist and she shrieked, quickly apologizing to the people around them who were disturbed by the loud sound.
“Oh, cut it out,” Y/N fought to raise her hands so she could press her palms against Harry’s lips but failed when his fingers wrapped around both of her wrists. Harry laughed and dodged her when she tried to kick his shins.
“M’not taking care of you again I can promise you that much,” Harry threatened.
“Of course you would.” Y/N’s smile made his heart flutter.
Harry nodded, finally letting himself grin at her. “Yeah, I would. Still, you’re gonna have to wear my jacket. C’mon.”
Harry’s fingers laced with Y/N’s and her cheeks blushed as he slowly began to pull her away from the couch where they’d been standing and over to where Jeff stood, chatting to his mates. Y/N felt happy. Harry was just such an easy guy and once more he proved to her that she could rely on him looking after her when she needed someone. In all honesty Y/N didn’t want to leave. Ever since he’d entered the house Harry had at least one hand touching her somehow, be it by resting his palm at the bottom of her back or by squeezing her shoulder. But the back of her head ached and she knew the music Glenne had chosen to play would only make it worse.
“Hey, Jeffrey!” Harry called out, “We’re heading out.”
The manager looked up, frowning at first but quickly biting back a grin upon noticing that his two friends were holding hands. He moved to walk towards them.
“So soon? You’re really an old person stuck in a young man’s body, mate.”
“Leave him alone. S’my fault,” Y/N apologized, “I’m the ninny who’s getting a headache. I’m sorry, Jeff.”
“Oh, no, sweetheart,” Jeff cooed and again Harry felt an unnecessary sense of jealousy kick in. Without thinking about it he pulled her closer, standing so he was touching her back with his chest and away from Jeff’s hands.
“Chill out, Harry, would you?” Jeff laughed, noticing the lack of space between the two of them, before turning back to Y/N, “Take care of yourself, alright? Don’t want you to get sick. Though I suppose you have someone to look after you.”
“I suppose I do,” she smiled with a blush.
After saying their goodbyes Y/N laced her fingers with Harry’s once more and guided him out of the living room, blushing when she felt his jacket wrap around her back.
“What’s up with those two?” Tom, Harry’s friend who’d gotten acquainted with Jeff stepped closer to him, looking after Y/N and the guy looming over her as they left the house.
Jeff shrugged. “We’ll have to wait and see.”
“I bet you they’ll tell each other tonight,” Glenne chirped, her head coming down to rest on Jeff’s shoulder. She sighed. “S’like watching our babies grow up, isn’t it?”
Tom laughed. “I knew it! She was so obvious about it, wasn’t she?”
“Yeah,” Jeff sighed, “He was, too. Guess he’s really into her, mate.”
And Harry really was very much smitten with Y/N and when he stood with her pressed to his chest as she was pushed into the door of her apartment building, their lips molded together while their hands explored the skin they managed to uncover by pushing away the fabric of their jumpers, Harry realized that he was lost. Lost in her scent, hair and soft voice. Y/N whimpered when Harry gifted her with another heavy kiss and he smiled before nudging her nose with his.
“I never would have thought tonight could have ended like this,” he breathed against her cheek.
Y/N nodded, lips kissing his jaw, his chin and then his lips again. “I’m so happy, Harry.”
“Me too, Y/N,” he swore, wrapping her into his arms as she cuddled into his chest, “Finally. God, fucking finally.”
One request done! Hope you liked this! It’s finally autumn ahhhh!! I’m so happy haha. x
As I sat on a cart backstage I hummed a light tune to myself. I was beyond excited to wrestle tonight and I hoped that my new gear would show that. As I sat there messing with my wrestling gear top I heard two familiar voices. I looked up to see Jeff and Finn arguing about something. I smiled at myself while jumping off the cart and walked up to the two men. “Hey boys. Do you guys like my new gear? It’s not to showy is it?” I did a small turn poking my ass out just a little.
“Yeah baby it looks good. All the men here are gonna get in trouble if you don’t keep your distance.” Jeff said as he raised an eyebrow. He pushed my hip making me turn again. I giggled at the contact.
“Finn, you have anything to say?” I bat my eyelashes at Finn and grabbed his hand.
“Do you always flirt and tease this much?” Finn said as he looked between me and Jeff.
“That’s it for me,” I said. “I have nothing else. What about you?”
Murphy shook his head no and picked up his notepad. “I’m pretty sure that’s it, but I’ll go check with the captain.” He got up and left the room.
Dahmer looked over at me in a panic. “What does he mean, that’s it? Are you saying we’re done?”
I explained. “Well, yeah, Jeff, now that all the victims are identified, unless there is something else of importance you want to discuss, we’re finished.”
A look of fear came over him. “Does this mean I won’t see you anymore?”
I searched his face as he spoke. He didn’t look like a murderer at all; just a scared, confused and lonely guy trying to make a connection.
“Oh, sure, Jeff, in a few months the trial will begin and I’ll see you then.”
He continued in a tone that betrayed his anxiety. “Well, what’s going to happen to me?”
I explained that he still had to work with his lawyers to prepare his defense. “I’m sure they will take good care of you.”
Dahmer shook his head slowly. “I know Pat, but I was getting used to our little talks, and I enjoy being with you.”
Murphy interrupted the moment by opening the door. “I already called the jail and told them to hold his lunch. Come on Jeff, we’ll take you back over.”
I was slightly perplexed at the sudden and emotional reaction he had once he realized that this part of the investigation was winding down. The three of us made our way for the last time through the maze of secure areas leading to the county jail. A deputy waiting for us took custody of Dahmer and as he handcuffed him I said as casually and light as I could, “I’ll see you later, Jeff.”
Dahmer looked at the floor, not saying a word as the door closed behind him.
So this is following a request from anon, who asked for a fic about the reader tutoring Jeff. I hope you like it, anon! This is my first fic being written on this account, but I have many more on my account, @thirteenreasonsfics
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“No,” you said, throwing the last of your stuff into a battered old Jansport. “No way, Clay.”
“Please please please do it!” begged Clay over the phone, his voice thick because of a bad cold. “I swear, I’ll make it up to you.”
It was a regular Monday afternoon at school, and you were just finishing lunch when you got a call from your best friend of ten years and fellow Marvel geek, Clay Jensen. He had been really sick for a couple days by then, and called you to make you take over for him in tutoring Jeff Atkins in US history that day.
“I have a Chem test,” you said, balancing your phone on your shoulder as you picked up your stuff. “Besides, I hardly even know the guy. It’ll be really awkward.”
That last part was actually a lie. You hadn’t known Jeff Atkins very well, true, but had a crazy crush on him since freshman year. You two talked now and then, and you were his lab partner last year, but you never thought there could be anything between you, especially as half the school was crushing on him.
“Fine,” you said, throwing your hands up in defeat. “But you owe me hot chocolate and cake from Monet’s.”
Clay laughed over the phone.
“Thank you, Y/N. Or maybe you’ll thank me. Six thirty, the big white house on Sherman.”
Many hours later, you drove your rattling old Buick up to his house, and grabbed your stuff, trying not to smile like an idiot as you rang the doorbell.
“Y/N!” Mrs Atkins said, opening the door immediately like she had been waiting. “Thank you so much for helping Jeff out.”
You nodded, looking around the simply decorated house. Jeff’s dad was sitting at the table, reading.
“It’s no big deal, Mrs. Atkins. Uh, where’s Jeff?”
Jeff’s mom turned around, and gave you a big smile as she offered you some cookies.
“Oh, he’ll be down in a minute. He’s been changing and showering all day because he heard you’re coming.”
You stopped chewing for a minute. Was he-
“Normally Jeffrey walks into Clay’s tutoring sessions looking like a Neanderthal,” his dad snorted from the table. “Seriously. Horrible smells.”
“Dad!” Jeff said as he walked down the stairs, dressed in a red Henley that showed off his toned arms and old blue jeans. “Hey, Y/N. Ready to start?”
“Yeah, yeah of course,” you said, quickly picking up your stuff. “Do we.. go upstairs?”
“Oh, yeah. I’m sorry my room’s a mess, I had practice so I didn’t clean up..”
Mrs Atkins smiled as you two climbed the stairs, shaking her head fondly.
“Door open, kids, okay?” she said as you made your way up, and called Jeff over to whisper to him. “Good luck, sweetheart.”
“Mom,” he said, rolling his eyes, embarrassed. “I’m not that bad as US History.”
His mom raised an eyebrow as she began to head to the kitchen.
“It’s not the US History you need luck with.”
“So you should always mention the opposing viewpoint in essays,” you said, going over Jeff’s homework in pencil. “See, that argument would have been so much stronger with a counterpoint.”
He nodded, concentrating intently. It was beginning to get dark outside, and you were just finishing up the last of the day’s work.
“Okay, so bring me the work-” you began, but then remembered that Clay would be back to tutoring Jeff the next time. “Nevermind. Just do well, okay?”
He grinned, stretching as the Henley snaked its way up his stomach before falling back down.
“Yes Ma'am. Next week, same time?”
You turned from gathering up your stuff.
“Won’t Clay be back to tutoring you then?”
He nodded, suddenly realizing as his face fell.
“I- yeah, I guess,” he said, slumping back down. “Thanks again, Y/N. You may have saved my grade.”
“May?” you asked in mock outrage. “I saved it. Single handedly. Like Iron Man saved Sokovia.”
“I’d say that one was a team effort though. If it weren’t for Quicksilver..”
“You watch Marvel movies?” you asked incredulously, looking at him.
“I do a lot of things,” he replied. “I- I’m more than the dumb jock you think I am, Y/N.”
“I didnt say you were a dumb jock,” you said softly. “Hey. You play sports and are smart and look hot. I can only do one of those things.”
Jeff laughed again then, and then stopped suddenly as you both realized what you had said.
“You think I’m hot?” he asked, grinning.
“No, I, that’s not what I-”
“You do,” he said, and laughed. “God, I thought you’d never like me back..”
“Like you back?” you asked, now stunned. “You-”
“Yes, Y/N, I like you,” he said, looking at you sheepishly. “I thought you knew. Everyone knew!”
“I-,” you said, but the words wouldn’t come out. Jeff Atkins, the hottest guy at school and your long term crush, liked you?!
“I guess now would be good time to ask you out, wouldn’t it?” he asked, running a hand through his Abercrombie model hair.
“Yes. Yes it would.”
“Saturday, five thirty, Monet’s?” he asked, and smiled when you nodded. “Alright.”
You smiled like an idiot, especially when Mrs Atkins gave you a knowing look as you left. You were going to have to buy a new dress. And you were going to have to thank Clay so much.
What are you about to read: A very small piece where Y/N really adores Harry’s pink suit from Today Show
Requests closed bc finals!
“Y/N?” She turned her head immediately and looked at the man who was calling her name.
Y/N wasn’t expecting someone to come look for her since she let them -including Harry- know that she was going to the bathroom.
She even spent twenty minutes trying to find the stalls in front of the luxurious building that the Today Show was taking place.
She put off the cigarette quickly and wished that he wouldn’t question her.
“Oh, Jeff. You scared me,”
Jeff gave her a small smile and took a step towards her, now making it easy for Y/N to smell his expensive perfume.
“Sorry about that, Harry’s live in ten. He kept asking for you so I thought I’d look for you.” He spoke softly, breaking their eye contact for a moment to glance at the fag on the floor.
“Yeah, sorry. Was just getting some air.”
“He won’t be too happy you know, about the smoking.” Jeff started again, now they were headed to the room where Harry was waiting, along with other people.
It wasn’t her fault that she was addicted to smoking.
It wasn’t her fault that she kept craving a cigarette when someone smoked near her.
She started smoking at seventeen, stopped for only a year while she was with Harry but she couldn’t stop smoking once or twice, here and there when she got too anxious or nervous.
When they arrived to the large room where Harry’s clothes were spread, Y/N'e eye caught a certain tall guy, a bottle of water on his hand, making a conversation with an old man.
When Jeff left to answer his phone, Y/N made her way to Harry, lusting over his pink suit. She was a sucker for Harry in pink -also a sucker for Harry in nothing- and she could help the tingling sensation between her legs while looking at Harry in his pretty suit.
“Are yeh eyeing me love?” Harry whispered, kissing the shell of her ear making her more fidgety.
He knew what he was doing and Y/N was damn sure he didn’t care on bit.
She gave him a smile and wrapped her arms around her waist, careful not to wrinkle the outfit too much.
“You ready to rock this place,” she said, her fingers caressing his waist slowly and looking at his lips while he smiled down at her.
He looked extra handsome today, Y/N thought.
His face was totally glowing, the smile on his cherry-pink lips reaching his emerald eyes and making the dimple -oh God, that dimple- appear gracefully.
He had a stubble.
The thought of his stubble touching, bruising and destroying her thighs making her eyes teary.
don’t care, it’s not weird, I’m going to sit on you,” Jeff says, shifting all
200 pounds of his body onto Kent’s lap.
“I wish you wouldn’t,” Kent tells him.
“That’s pretty gay,” an Aces teammate says from where he is sitting on the
ground, demolishing his bowl of popcorn that he stole from Kent’s cabinets,
even though Kent had specifically told him to not touch his cabinets. “And I
have a boyfriend.”
“Shut up, I’m so scared, I’m so fucking scared,” Jeff says, burying his face in
Kent’s neck. “Did they make it out of the hallway?”
“I don’t know, why don’t you watch the movie?” Kent says through his teeth as
he shoves Jeff off to the side, which is rather difficult considering that Jeff
is insistent that he turn into a human-sized suction cup for the occasion.
“Seriously, could you let go? I can’t breathe.”
“Why did you pick a scary movie if you’re afraid of them, Jeff?” a rookie asks.
He’s lounging on the carpet, his head using Patrick’s lap as a pillow as he
scrolls down his phone.
“I’m not scared,” Jeff says, then curses as the woman in the TV screen turns a
corner in her hallway and the music grows more ominous. “This is for a team
bonding exercise for the rookies.”
“Which you hosted. At my place,” Kent says flatly. “Without consulting me.”
“You’re the captain,” Jeff says. “It should be at your place.”
Hannah and Jeff deserved better so everything is okay in this imagine. Even Jessica is in good hands.
I may or may not write a part 2 for this one because I definitely feel that it’s unfinished, but I need to think about it. Anyways, enjoy!
Summary: Jeff is helping Clay to ask Hannah out but in the process Clay makes him realize he is definitely not following his own advice.
“Oh c’mon Clay!” Jeff slapped his forehead in frustration. “It’s been weeks! When are you finally going to make a move?”
“It’s not that simple” Clay played with his pencil in an attempt to avoid the annoyed stare of his friend.
“It’s really simple actually. She likes you man.” Jeff says patting Clay’s shoulder. “I’ve seen how Hannah acts around you and she definitely likes you.”
“That doesn’t mean anything.”
“Dude, Hannah has been struggling a lot lately.” Jeff shakes his head. “but she seems to forget about her problems when she’s around you. You should really ask her out.”
“Jeff I don’t think…”
“C’mon Clay! You’re going to Jessica’s party this weekend, right?”
“Because Hannah is going too. You can ask her out at the party. It’s perfect!” Clay snorted.
“Yeah… not gonna happen.” Jeff groaned. He was getting tired of Clay’s insecurity but he was not giving up.
“It’s not that hard! You just go and talk to her and then…” his words hang in the air unfinished, as a particular girl enters the room. Y/N.
Jeff can’t help but stare as she walks through the library. She seemed so carefree while she meticulously studied some books and picked up some of them on her way. She looked so pretty with her hair in that messy bun and dressed in that little grey dress. It was Jeff’s favorite dress.
Jeff has been crushing on her ever since the first time he saw her at the library before he started his tutoring sessions wth Clay. She was always there doing schoolwork or sometimes just reading a book.
Eventually he found out her name was Y/N, (courtesy of Zach), and the rest was history.
He knew she was the top of her class and colleges were already interested in her, making her offers for her future.
All in all, he didn’t know that much about her, but he was without a doubt, infatuated with her.
She took a seat in the table in front of his and started taking some notes from the books she gathered. Jeff couldn’t help but sigh.
“You’ve got some nerve dude.” Clay scoffs while shaking his head, pulling him out of his daydream.
“How dare you sit there and criticize my love life when you’re pining over a girl who doesn’t even know you exist?” Jeff scowls.
“Do you know her?” He asked ignoring Clay’s accusation, because honesty… he was right.
“Actually I do.” Clay smiled smugly.
“Really?” Jeff can’t help but get excited over this little piece of information.
“Yeah. She’s in my class.” he shrugs. “She’s cute. One of the sweetest girls actually.”
“Why did you wait until now to tell me this?” Jeff asked a bit annoyed.
“I just noticed you like her by the way you stared at her.” he put his hands up in defense. “But hey, knowing you at this point I would assume you already have her number.” he teased making Jeff even more annoyed.
“I can’t just go up to her and ask for her number.” Jeff said sadly.
“Why? You’re the ladies man. Why is she different?” Clay couldn’t be more confused. Jeff has always been confident and has girls lining up at his door waiting for him.
“She’s a smart girl dude and I’m barely passing my classes.” defeat was evident on his my face. “She wouldn’t go out with me.”
“I can’t believe you’re doubting yourself.” Clay shook his head. “You’re a really cool guy. She wouldn’t reject you Jeff.” he just kept staring at her without a care of getting caught. “Trust me, she could care less about your grades, just ask her out.”
“I’m not sure…”
“I heard she’s also going to the party.” Clay smirked. “She’s really nice! You have my word that she wouldn’t reject you.”
“I’ll think about it, okay?” he gave in.
“Well that’s more than I would be willing to offer so that’s fine by me.” he smiled satisfied and returned to his book while Jeff’s mind was still uneasy filled with all his self doubt.
Clay was busy refilling the snack bowls when he saw Hannah arriving to the party. He didn’t go up to her and started a conversation as Jeff would probably want it. He escaped through the back door and tried to leave the party. Tried is the key word.
Jeff caught Clay and he didn’t miss the chance to try and convince him to talk to Hannah.
“Hey! Slow down man! Where you going?” Clay tried to come up with a good excuse but there was no way Jeff would let him go home without putting up a fight.
“I just, I gotta get up really early.” Jeff ignored him.
“Dude, Hannah’s here.”
“She is? That’s cool. Hope she has a nice time.” Clay tried to leave once again but Jeff was not budging.
“You need to go in there and talk to her.” he shook his head.
“She’s talking to someone else, she’s busy.” it was clear that Jeff was starting to get frustrated.
“That’s your cue, man. That’s your cue to cut in.” Clay thought about it for a second. He looked at Hannah through the window and funny enough, she was chatting with Y/N.
Fine. If Jeff was going to make him do this, he was definitely not going down alone.
“You know what? You’re right. I’m gonna talk to her.” Jeff was surprised by his sudden change of demeanor but whatever was going through his friend mind, was helping him with his confidence.
“Yeah. Just watch.” Clay entered the house and without a second thought approached the girls.
Jeff, who was watching from the backyard, held his breath. He didn’t notice when Y/N arrived. She looked beautiful as ever.
Clay greeted both of them but when he hugged Y/N, he gave Jeff a smug smile.
Everything made sense now. He was setting him up.
With Clay there, Y/N immediately felt the urge to leave him and Hannah alone. She didn’t want to end up third wheeling.
She quickly excused herself telling them she was going to get a drink and made her way to the kitchen.
Jeff knew this was his chance to make a move. If Clay had finally taken his advice on Hannah, he should definitely do the same.
He followed Y/N to the kitchen and found her leaning against the counter filling a cup with pineapple juice.
“Hey.” He greeted trying desperately to hide his awkwardness. She turned her face in his direction and smiled.
“Oh! Hi Jeff.” She happily replied taking Jeff by surprise.
“You-you know my name?” The excitement was evident in his voice and Jeff wanted to hit himself repeatedly for blowing his own cover. Y/N couldn’t help but giggle.
“You’re friends with Clay and Zach. They’re my friends too so I know who you are.” she shrugged. “I don’t think we’ve met before though. I’m Y/N.”
“Yeah well I know your name too Y/N.” he smiled. This wasn’t as smooth as he expected it to be, but it wasn’t that bad either. “So pineapple juice, huh?”
“Yeah I’m not that much of a drinker.” she sipped on her cup. “Especially if the only thing available is warm beer.” Jeff chuckled and planted herself next to her in front of the counter.
She took a look around and focused her gaze on Hannah and Clay that were animatedly chatting by the couch. She was happy Clay was finally speaking to Hannah out of school or work.
“Took him long enough, don’t you think?” she pointed at them with her cup and Jeff followed her gaze.
“Tell me about it.” he sighed.
“So how is tutoring going?” she seemed genuinely interested and this made Jeff feel a bit flustered.
“Not that great, to be honest. History has been kicking my ass and as patient as Clay is, I’m still struggling.” he shook his head with disappointment. “I need to pass all my classes if I want to keep my spot on the baseball team.”
“That sucks.” She couldn’t imagine how hard it must be to handle all the pressure from the team and school. She could barely breathe with all the extra schoolwork she had to do in order to get some extra credits. “I can help you too if you want to.” She knew that Clay was already helping him but having someone else apart from him to rely on could be useful.
“Really?” To say that Jeff was astonished was the understatement of the year. The girl that he has been crushing on for so long, is here offering him her help without them even being friends.
“Really.” she nodded. “I know that Clay is already helping you and he is indeed a great tutor, but if you ever need some extra help or more tutoring sessions I can help you with that.”
“I’m gonna have to take your offer on that. I could definitely use some extra help.”
“Sure! I’m always at the library, you can pay me a visit whenever you need it.” Jeff knew she wasn’t flirting but she was being so sweet, he couldn’t help but think he had a chance with her.
He was building up some courage to ask her on a date when he was pulled out of his thoughts abruptly.
Jessica came wobbling into the kitchen with a cup clutched tightly in his hand. Y/N was fast and caught her before she fell on her face.
“Woah! Careful there Jess.” The smell of alcohol hit her as soon as Jessica turned her face to her. She couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose in disgust. Jessica was completely wasted and could barely stay awake.
“I’m… not feeling… good.” she slurred over her words. Y/N knew she now was in charge of keeping her safe, considering all of Jessica’s friends were just as drunk as she was. She sighed.
“C’mon, let’s get you to the bathroom before something happens.” Before she could grab her, Jeff sprinted into action and helped Y/N to carry Jessica to the bathroom. He set her on the floor next to the toilet before making his way out. “Thank you Jeff, I couldn’t have carried her by myself.”
“No problem.” he was a bit upset that Jessica interrupted their chat but he also understood why Y/N was helping her out. It made him like her even more.
Not everyone gets out of their way to take care of a drunk girl and make sure no one takes advantage of her.
Y/N turned her back to the door and patted Jessica’s face with a wet washcloth. She made sure her hair was out of her face in case she needed to throw up.
Jeff felt all tingly watching Y/N being so gentle with her. He was a goner.
“Before I go… can I ask you something?” she looked at him and gave him a tiny smile.
“Of course.” Jeff took a giant breath of air. This was it.
“Would you like to go to Rosie’s tomorrow?” her smile never faltered.
“Sure! I’ll take my notes and…” No, she was misinterpreting the whole thing.
“No. I don’t mean to study…at least not tomorrow.” Y/N looked taken aback but quickly recovered. “I want to go out with you.” she blushed fiercely and bit her lip in embarrassment. Jeff couldn’t help but smirk.
I made her nervous.
“I’d like that.” she answered with the blush still present on her cheeks.
“Great!I’ll pick you up at 6!” he could barely hold in his excitement so he was silently praying she didn’t notice. The girl he liked wanted to go on a date with him!
“Okay. See you tomorrow then.” in a sudden confidence boost, Y/N stood on her tiptoes and brushed her lips against his cheek. Jeff felt his heart skip a beat at the small gesture.
“See ya’ ” He waved at her and left the room, closing the door behind him.
His cheeks hurt from smiling too much. This was by far one of the best nights of his life.
He turned around and was startled by Clay standing in the hallway with Hannah next to him. Both of them were smiling like crazy and Hannah even giggled a bit.
“I told you she wouldn’t reject you.” Clay reminded him and Jeff slapped his shoulder.
“Shut up, man.” but he was happy that after all, Clay was right.