Friends With Benefits
Can you write a lynn gunn imagine where you two are friends with benefits and you start to develop feelings for her and you tell her and find out she feels the same and you two end up together? Thank you!
Hope you enjoy this one anon, made it a little angsty to begin with - v mild smut + a good dose of fluff.
Requests open my friends!
You placed your thin red cup down on the plastic table beside you, glancing around the sea of bodies in search of Lynn. She had invited you to a party in her home town, yet you hadn’t realised going to a party with her meant you’d barely get to spend any time with her. You sighed quietly, nodding to Brian as he gave you a quick wave. You did your best to muster a smile as you made your way upstairs in search of some privacy. Once you found a room without people making out on top of the bed whilst they violently shooed you away, you took a seat on top of the unfamiliar sheets. You pulled your phone out of your back pocket, running your finger over the lock screen a few times to make sure you could keep looking at it. It showed a photo of you and Lynn, her blonde hair in a messy bun as she balanced on your back, the smile on your face brighter than you’d ever seen it before. It was becoming harder and harder to deny the obvious. You and Lynn had been sleeping together for 3 months, the friends with benefits routine working out perfectly for both of you. She was your best friend after all, and you were fresh out of a toxic relationship and ready for some no strings attached fun. You needed it. And Lynn was in no shape for anything serious, not after the way she had emerged from her last relationship. She was damaged, and so were you. You had a perfect in the mean time arrangement going - just sex, no feelings. You loved each other, sure, but you weren’t in love with each other. That was the deal. And that way you got to keep your friendship in tact once one of you inevitably moved on with somebody else. And for a while, it worked. That was until you started to notice the butterflies gathering in your chest when Lynn glanced at you, or the way your whole body tingled when you watched her on stage - passionate and talented and so, so sweaty. It was even harder to ignore the way she made you feel when she was on top of you, her sweat from the stage lights replaced with a new kind of heat. The kind that drove you fucking crazy. But you still thought you could get over it. Lynn wasn’t into you. Not that you had seen or heard of her sleeping with anyone else lately, but that didn’t mean she had feelings for you. Maybe it just meant you were doing a good job at keeping her satisfied, you could live with that. You scurried to your feet when you heard voices coming closer to the bedroom door. Without thinking, you ran toward the closet at the foot of the bed, closing yourself inside.
“Fuck, Lynn. Slow down.” An unrecognisable girl’s voice made you nauseous. Your stomach dropped when you heard Lynn moan out her reply. No doubt against this strangers lips.
“But I don’t want to slow down, baby. In fact, I think we should speed this shit up. May I?” You peeked through the gap in the door to see Lynn’s hands latched onto the hem of the unidentifiable woman’s top - the woman that was unknowingly contributing to the breaking of your heart into a million tiny, Lynn shaped pieces. You tried to keep breathing, but the jealously that stirred within you was enough to confirm - you had feelings for Lynn. And you had strong feelings at that. You pushed the door open with both hands, stumbling out into the room awkwardly.
“Shit. Y/N? What the fuck are you doing in the closet?” Lynn asked in disbelief. The woman beside her covered herself, excusing herself as she paced out of the room.
“Wait!” Lynn yelled, walking after her slightly before realising she was too far gone.
“What the hell dude?!” Lynn yelled, turning back to face you. You stared blankly at her, loving the way her eyebrows creased when she was angry.
“I had to make a call. I wanted some..privacy.” You said, kicking yourself.
“You had to make a call in the closet?” Lynn held back a laugh, sighing away the rest of her anger.
“I just needed to get away from everyone for a minute. I hadn’t even seen you for like an hour. Guess now I know why.” You mumbled the last sentence, swallowing both your jealously and your tears.
“Wait. Are you jealous, Y/N?” Lynn asked with a smirk, inching closer to you.
“No. Of course not. We’re not together.” You closed you mouth, telling yourself to shut up before you said something you’d regret.
“I know.” Lynn said quietly, sounding almost sad about it. You made your way past her, breathing in her scent without looking at her.
“Where are you going?” Lynn asked, her tone evidence that she had sensed the tension between the two of you.
“Um, home.” You said.
“I’ll drive you, we do live together after all.” Lynn said, striding over to you. You put your hands up in front of your chest, almost touching hers.
“Nah, I can go alone. You’ve been drinking anyway.” You said.
“I’m sober. You’re the one that’s been drinking.” You ignored the fact that Lynn had been about to fuck that girl sober, meaning she was completely in control of her actions and in no way inhibited. Maybe she really didn’t care about your feelings at all.
“Fine.” You said, caving. You followed Lynn to her car, waving small goodbye’s to her friends until you were finally rested against the passenger seat.
“Is there something going on, Y/N? Are you made at me?” Lynn’s voice was small as she questioned you, her eyes fixed to the road.
“No, we’re fine.” You lied, unconvincingly. Lynn’s expression told you she knew, but she said nothing for the rest of the drive. Instead, as soon as you made it to your room you realised she was following you, her lips on yours before you had the chance to speak. You melted into her as she kissed you carefully. She was usually rough, always keen to work out her frustrations on you. But this time she was soft, every touch was smooth and gentle and she was making you feel like you were floating. She ushered you to your bed, landing on top of you as she began to undo your jeans. You tried to ignore the voice in your head, the one reminding you that this wasn’t just friends with benefits anymore - this was you falling in love with your best friend. Lynn pulled at your jeans, looking up at you questionably when you made no attempt to help her. Her hair fell messily around her shoulders, her lips parted as she breathed heavily. She sat back, removing her own shirt to expose her bare chest. She landed back down against your body, grinding into you purposefully as she ran her hands up your stomach.
“Don’t you want me, Y/N?” She whispered teasingly in your ear. The biting of your ear lobe was the final straw as you pushed her off of you forcefully.
“What the fuck is up with you tonight, Y/N?!” Lynn yelled, her voice breaking. You stood in front of her, wishing you could find the words that allowed you to be honest without losing her entirely.
“I can’t do this anymore. It’s not just sex. It’s not just friends with benefits to me.” Lynn stared at you, shrugging her shoulders as she prompted you to say more.
“I have feelings for you, Lynn. And they’re not going away.” You felt like you were about to fall to pieces. Lynn continue to stare at your vulnerable self, a few moments passing before she spoke.
“I know.” She said softly.
“What?” You snapped, the pain of seeing her with that girl intensifying with every passing seconds.
“I..I have feelings for you too. I’ve had them for a long time. I just didn’t know how to tell you. And then we were both single and I didn’t think you’d ever want to be with me like that, so I suggested we sleep together. All fun and no strings attached. I just needed to be close to you, and I thought that was the only way.” Lynn looked close to tears as she locked eyes with you.
“But, that girl tonight..” Lynn shook her head.
“That was nothing. Brian said his friend was interested in being set up with you and I got really jealous and grabbed the first girl I could find. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” You felt like everything was finally coming together.
“Does that mean, you want us to be together? For real?” You asked, taking a few steps closer to Lynn. She laughed sweetly, her eyes lighting up.
“Maybe. Is that what you want?” Lynn asked, cupping your face with her hand.
“Of course it is.” You breathed, laughing giddily.
“Well in that case, will you be my girlfriend, Y/N?” Lynn asked, laughing at her own proposal.
“You literally don’t even have to ask. Can we have new couple sex now please?” You asked, pulling Lynn on top of you.
“Mm definitely. I’m going to show you what it’s like to be mine, all night.”