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Sunday Funday (Finn Balor x Reader fluffy smut)

Alrighty, people! This is my first ever fanfic that I’m posting here! Hooray! Extra thanks and love to my girls @imagines–assemble and @alexispoo for helping me with this. Check them out!

Summary/idea - Maybe I could make a lazy sunday like fic with finn and reader but it eventually leads to sweet smut. A Sunday that he’s home and it’s all chill and stuff? Maybe like he makes you breakfast in bed just bc. And you repay him. In sex lmao idk

Originally posted by finnfuckingbalor

Finn yawned, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as a ray of sun peeked through the blinds. He grumbled, sitting up only to glance to his right with a smile. There you were, fast asleep beside him in one of his old New Japan shirts. You lightly snored, your arm loosely draped around his hips and Finn couldn’t help his endearing smile as you curled closer to him in your sleep.

“Good mornin’, love…” Finn whispered, sweetly kissing your forehead while you slept. He admired your peaceful features, stroking your cheek with his thumb and you remained none the wiser.

Not wanting to disturb your slumber, Finn gingerly removed your arm and stealthily slinked out of bed. As much as he wanted to stay in bed all day, someone had to make breakfast and besides…What better surprise than breakfast in bed?

Clad in a loose vest and his boxers, Finn quietly left the room. He eased down the hallway to your kitchen to get some pancakes going. He washed his hands and dried them off before opening the fridge to get the batter. He took out a skillet from the cupboard and set out two plates on the island of the kitchen.

“Hmm… Why isn’t Y/n up yet?”, Finn wondered, turning on the stove and putting the skillet over the burner. The clock ticked away above his head from its place on the wall. 9:17 AM.

“Y/n?” he called, before grabbing the nearby spatula. “Y/n, time to get up, love!” Finn grinned as he heard you somehow manage to knock something over. “Guess breakfast will have to wait.” he mumbled as he turned the stove off and put the batter back in the fridge.

“I know she’s a heavy sleeper but this woman could sleep through the apocalypse…” Finn chuckled as he left the kitchen and walked back to your shared room.

You were still in bed but you’d turned in your sleep, shuffling over to Finn’s side of the mattress. It seemed that, while you moved around, you’d knocked the unsuspecting alarm clock off the bedside table.

Finn smiled fondly as you hugged his pillow. You’d managed to kick off the sheets in your tossing and Finn couldn’t help but notice how sexy you looked all rumpled and sleepy on his side of the bed. The “Prince is Dead” shirt you sported, from Finn’s days as Prince Devitt, had ridden up on you and Finn licked his lips. He drank you in, glancing from your exposed thighs and skimpy pajama shorts up to your hips, which peeked from where his shirt had ridden up, before moving to your peaceful features. Finn hummed, toeing off his slippers before crawling in behind you.

“Time to get up, baby…” he mumbled, kissing your neck as his hands trailed up your bare thighs. You made an incoherent sound as Finn’s warm fingers slipped under the shirt and splayed on your stomach. He chuckled when you squirmed and he nibbled on your pulse point, making all attempts to rouse you. You were still fast asleep, however, Finn’s actions were affecting your dream as you moaned when he began to rub your shoulders.

You were having a pretty uneventful dream, to your surprise, but enjoying said dream wasn’t in the cards as something kept trying to pull you from your sleep. You mumbled lowly, curling up to try and shy away from that incessant nudging.

“Mmn, Finnyyy…Don’t wanna wake up…” you slurred tiredly, trying to ignore Finn’s sweet words and soft kisses as his fingers worked their magic along your skin.

For all intents and purposes…you were fighting a losing battle.


‘Fuck, she’s so sexy…’ he kept thinking as his hands drifted towards the place where both of you wanted them to be. The kisses down your lower back and spine seemed to go on forever as his lips dragged down your body and towards the waistband of your pajama shorts. Your endless moans seemed to fuel him to keep going and, seeing as you were in a state of half-consciousness during this, you thought this was probably your most realistic wet dream ever. You didn’t really mind, though.

“Mmmn…Finn…Keep going, please…”, you whined as his hands came into contact with your wet folds, finally. As your hips started grinding into his hand, he chuckled.

“Awww, my darlin’s so wet for me now, isn’t she? Don’t worry…I’ll give you exactly what you need…”

He slid his hand out of your shorts and maneuvered you onto your back. The frustrated groan that came from your mouth was the only thing Finn needed to continue and soon, you felt a warm tongue glide between your legs with a beard scratching your thighs. You moaned, stirring enough to grasp at the hairs on his head which urged him to keep going. To Finn’s credit, you were barely coherent so most of your responses were out of you thinking this was all a dream.

Not that he was complaining.

Finn groaned at the feeling of you tugging on his hair, knowing that this was one of his few weaknesses. After a few seconds of administering his delicious torture on you, he used his left index and middle fingers to spread your folds open before he slid his right index finger inside of you, and then added his middle digit.


You jerked awake, opening your eyes to be welcomed with a glorious sight; your lover on his stomach, eyes fully trained on you and fingers working to only pleasure you. The pace he set was just right, and you could feel that coil in your body becoming tighter and tighter as he continued.


“God, Finn…You’re so good at this…”, you whined as you gave a rougher pull on his hair with an even firmer grip to keep him right where he was. His thick fingers skimmed over that one spot inside of you that made your back arch and had you releasing an erotic moan. “Please, Finny…Please make me cum. I really want to…” You were so close to reaching that ultimate bliss, to riding that wave of immense pleasure. You just needed one last push… 


Now, Finn wanted to really drag this out. He wanted to savour this lazy morning with you so, all of a sudden, the blissful sensations that his hands and mouth were causing ceased.

‘What the…What happened?’

You pried open your eyes to see a smug-looking Finn, licking the remnants of your essence off of his fingers and his lips.

“Finn!” you frowned. You were so close and he just…stopped. “You tease…I was almost…” you pouted at your Irishman, not taking his chuckles lightly as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes. “I admit it was a great way to wake up and all, Finn, but don’t just leave me hanging…”  

“Sorry, love but I’ve gotta finish makin’ breakfast for us. Those pancakes don’t just make themselves, y’know…”, Finn smirked, looking you right in the eyes as you squirmed around in your rumpled sheets. He climbed off of the bed ever so slowly and made his way towards the door.

‘That smug looking bastard! How could he?’

Your brows narrowed as you bunched your sheets in your hands ‘Okay. Two can play at this game!’ you thought. “Finn, you better get your ass back here and finish what you started or else I’ll finish off myself and make you watch!” Now you sported a smirk of your own, rather pleased with your ultimatum of sorts as Finn stared with an unreadable expression. He licked his lips, letting his gaze roam over your mostly covered form and you shivered under the intensity of his stare. He slowly walked back to the bed and stood at the foot of it.

“Well…I gotta say that does sound tempting, Y/n…” he trailed his finger along your exposed calf. “Sounds like a hell of a show.”

You flushed, realizing your bluff had backfired tremendously. ‘Well, shit. What’s he going to do now?’ Your body shivered at the thought of all the sinfully sweet things he could do to you throughout the entirety of the day.

He looked at you and drank in your appearance. Even though you had tousled hair, lust-blown eyes and were panting slightly, Finn loved you all the same. His movements in your direction contained his love for you, and the way he looked into your eyes as he straddled your legs had your mouth going dry. His hands moved up your body and cupped your jaw as he drew his lips to yours.

“Love, you’re gonna be the death of me one day, lookin’ all sexy an’ innocent like that. Makes me wonder how you got stuck with me in the first place…”, he says against your bottom lip as he lays you both down on the bed. He leans up onto his knees and starts to slip off his own pajama pants.

“Stop being such a sweety, Finnabon…You’re making me blush…” your voice was muffled from covering your already red face from his lusty and loving eyes. ‘He really loves me that much, doesn’t he?’ His next actions proved you right. So very right.

He grasped your slightly trembling hands and took them away from your still blushing face. You opened your eyes and looked down to see Finn’s already hard cock standing tall against his stomach. The tip was already a violent shade of red and oozing pre-cum down the shaft.

“I want you to know how much you mean to me, darlin’. I want to be the only one to bring you over that edge you so desperately crave.”, he growled in your ear, rubbing his dick in between your folds and against your clit. “You wanna cum right now, don’t you? You want me to make you feel good and make you cum all over my cock?”

“Yes, Finn, make love to me. I’m ready. Please, I need it.”

“Alright, darlin’. Anythin’ for you.”, Finn said as he slowly slid the head of his cock between your wet folds. You both moaned at the feeling; you at the feeling of his thickness, and him at the feeling of your tightness. He slid out of you until just his tip remained, and then slammed back up to the hilt. The pace that he set was slow, but you were urging him to go faster.

“Finn, baby, go faster. Please.”, you pleaded while yanking on his hair once again. He groaned yet again when this happened, but maintained his slow thrusting.

“Not yet, love,”, he spoke lustfully in your ear as he leaned down. “I’m gonna savour this, this morning and so are you.”

You whimpered when your lover said this, but let him continue his torturous acts. Finn lifted your legs onto his shoulders and kept on bottoming out inside of you. Your moans and scratches along his torso gave him permission to keep going. All the while, he continued to whisper sweet nothings into your ears.

“You feel that, darlin’? This is one of the reasons why I love you. You’re always so ready for me. We fit so perfectly together, it makes me realize how much I need you everyday. In my life, in our bed, I don’t care. I just crave you.”

You blushed yet again as you tried to turn your head away from Finn’s loving words and burning gaze. You could feel the coil in your lower abdomen tighten more and more. You wanted to hold off your orgasm until the right time, but that wasn’t helping. He saw what you were doing and immediately dropped a hand to start rubbing your sensitive clit.

“Oh no, Y/n. I’m not gonna have any of that today. We’re gonna cum, and we’re gonna do it together. I want to feel you. I need to. So please, do me a favor darlin, and look at me’. Cum with me…Do it now.”

You slowly removed your still red face from the pillows and looked your lover in the eye one final time. You saw love and adoration in his blown-out blue irises, and that was all you needed to let go. You moaned and arched your back as that coil inside of you snapped and your fluids dripped onto Finn’s cock. His whole body shuddered when he came inside of you, warmth quickly spreading throughout your body.

Finn removed his hand from your now over-sensitive clit and his softening cock out of your cunt. The feeling of being empty inside made you whimper, but his warm embrace surrounded you as he laid down next to you. Your bodies were a mess of entangled limbs and the room smelt of sweat and sex. It felt like you were home. You were at home with Finn but you quickly remembered something.

“Finn, baby. The pancakes are still downstairs and you still need to finish them.” you accentuated this with a gently poke to his chest. “Don’t want them to go to waste now, do we?”, you asked as you moved away from him and towards the door.

“Darlin’, you’re not going anywhere for the rest of the mornin’.” Finn smirked. “You better get your sexy ass back in this bed before I drag you back here.”, he said as he made his way to you. He picked you up and dropped you back onto the bed. “Now go back to sleep…”. You could hear his breathing slowly pan out from behind your back and his arms slowly slid around your waist as he slid closer to you. You smiled at your cuddly lover, who was wrapped around you this morning.

‘Best morning ever.’, you thought to yourself as your eyes closed, and you and Finn both drifted towards a wondrous sleep.

 

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Midnight Cuddles - Finn Bálor One-Shot

Request: I love the story you wrote called Late night!! That is the cutest story, with the reader holding Finn, you should write like almost or different of the story, but reversed Finn doing that to the reader.

A/N: I’m so glad you loved it! Here’s V2, but with how you want it. Slightly different from Finn’s version, but definitely on the same level of cuteness and fluff. ;) 


Originally posted by finnfreezedemon



It was just like any other night it seemed. You woke up at 11:45 PM, right on the dot, almost every night. Your sleep pattern had been affected tremendously for who knows why and you were beginning to grow exhausted of it. It would take hours on end to finally drift back off to sleep, but as soon as you would be in a peaceful slumber, the annoying alarm clock would signal that your day was beginning again.

You jerked the covers off of you, not even caring if it woke the sleeping figure next to you. You were at the brink of tears, your mind racing. Why couldn’t you sleep? You didn’t have anything important to do. No phone calls to make, no texts to respond to, nothing to clean… It was tiring. All you would do in the bed is toss and turn, throwing yourself from side to side in hopes to fall back asleep.

You made your way downstairs and opened the fridge, searching for any relief. You grabbed the bottle of water and popped the cap off, taking a big swig. As you placed it on the counter, your eyelids felt heavier than ever. You could fall over on the floor right now in pure exhaustion and still not grasp a lick of sleep.

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Finn Balor Imagine

Prompt #44 “Did you mean to send that to me?”

Reader ‘accidently’ sent a racy pic to Finn, he immeditaly comes to her hotel room and later smut happens

WARNINGS: Smut & daddy kink

There was no-one in the WWE roster who could have denied that there was sexual tension between Finn Balor and myself. There had been many moments over the past few moments that if either one of us had acted on our feelings would have lead to more than just lingering touches and one kiss that was stopped quickly.

Tonight you had gone out for a few drinks with Becky, Nikki and Natalya and after a joke suggestion from one of the girl the idea of ‘accidentally’ sending Finn a picture of you in your underwear seems like it would be a really good idea.

Now that you ware alone in the hotel room it had gone from being a good idea to something was actually happening. The dress you had been wearing had been thrown across the room and you were now laid down on the bed in matching lace black underwear. After taking a couple of pictures and no thoughts about why you probably shouldn’t send pictures of myself half naked to my best friends even flashed through your mind. You stayed lying on the bed when only minutes later a clear knocking on the door echoed through the room. It was only now that you began to think maybe now you shouldn’t have done it, a nervousness feeling erupted as you pulled a jacket over your body to answer the door. It was no surprise that it was Finn who stood in my doorway, a light pink blush had spread across his cheeks. His eyes landing on your barley covered body, it was then that you realised what you were wearing was his jacket he’d lent earlier. Now very aware of how short it was and how your underwear was practically showing, not that that should bother him or you really since he’d seen more in the photo that had been sent.

But now we were face to face there was the chance he didn’t see me as anything more than a friend.

“Can I come in?” Finn asked, and you moved aside so he could walk into your room.

He sat down on the bed and after you shut the door you stood in front of him with your hands messing with your hair. He took a deep breath and said “Did you mean to send that to me?” His eyes trying to read your expression, which was mostly just nerves.

“Do you want the answer to be yes?” You asked hoping that he wouldn’t tell you that you shouldn’t have sent the pictures.

“Yeah, god yeah.” He blurted out, reaching out to you to pull you closer by the bottom of his jacket that stopped at the top of your thighs. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to see your body” You had know straddled his legs and tangled your fingers in his hair. “In person though, not just a picture.”

His hands unzipped the jacket and slowly moved it off my shoulders to expose more skin, his lips ghosting over your soft skin. “I’m so glad you did send me them baby, I’ve needed you for so long” He practically moaned out pressing kisses on your neck. You moved one of your hands to the back of his head moving his face so that you could kiss him. He removed your jacket so you your straddling him in only your underwear. He pulled back from your kiss so that he could pull off his t-shirt, his lips quickly reconnecting with yours. His tongue slipped into your mouth and he groans when you ran your hands over his chest. Your hands ran down his chest and started to undo his jeans, your hand feeling his hard cock over his underwear. Your lips separated from his when he let his head fall back when your hand moved into his underwear and started to slowly stroke him. “Yeah, like that baby girl” Finn moaned his hips moving up to meet your hand. He let out a sharp sound when your thump brushed over the head of his cock.

“Do you like that baby” You asked placing a quick kiss on his lips. “So good baby, I need to touch you.” Finn moaned grabbing your hips and throwing you on to the bed and getting on top off you. “Baby will you do something for me?” He asked moving back so he could take in your reaction when he said “Will you call me daddy?” His fingers moving your underwear aside to hover his hand above your clit.

You answered his question when you breathed out “Please daddy, I need you to touch me” And with that his hand stated to slowly circle your clit. “You like it like that baby? You want daddy to go faster for you?” Finn said watching as you moaned under him at the pleasure he was giving you. “Just a little faster please, daddy” You moaned when he moved his fingers faster. “I need you now baby girl” Finn said against your lips his voice sounding strained as you felt his hard cock pressing into your thigh. “I want you to fuck me baby” You said. He moved up to press the head of his cock against you, and began to slowly ease into you.

He let out a low groan when he had completely entered you, and began to thrust slowly into you. His lips claiming yours and slipping his tongue into your mouth. His hand came back to your clit, you moaned into his mouth feeling your orgasm coming closer. “I’m gonna cum Finn” You breathed out “Me too baby” You both let out loud moans as his thrusts quickened and his hand moved quicker across your clit. Finn came just after you letting his load out onto your thigh, then grabbed his underwear wiping it away.

  “That was amazing baby” You say after he had rolled into his side pulling you into him to rest your head on his chest. “I love you” He sighed pressing a kiss into your temple. “I love you too”.

Papers (Daddy Harry)

Gah! I’ve missed writing so much and it feels pretty darn good to be back! This was inspired by a request where Y/N’s and Harry’s son is five and hits his mom, so thanks so much for that request! Also, I didn’t know what to call this one, so I called it Daddy Harry #1 (very clever) because I think I want to write more with him as a father. Some context for this one: Y/N and Harry are separated and have a son and this is when they go to Harry’ s birthday party. I’m so sorry for not posting often, but I really hope this makes up for it! Thanks so much for reading! It means so much!

You definitely weren’t the type of person to do crazy things, and becoming a mother had only further tamed any inner wild child. But for some reason, today, with the adrenaline pumping as you drove through the country, it felt like you were doing the craziest thing of your life.

“Mummy, are we almost there yet?” your son Finn asked from the back seat. For a five year old, he was quite patient. Since you started driving half hour ago, he had only asked once. The rest of the time he had been busy flipping through his picture books. His toy guitar sat on the car seat beside him. A beloved gift from his father.

“Soon, my love,” you said, a smile on your face as your eyes landed on the sweet boy from the rear view mirror. Finn was so cute it nearly hurt. His bright green eyes and curly hair practically screamed Harry. His full lips were yours.

“How old is daddy turning?” Finn asked, setting his book down.

You swallowed. “Thirty. Daddy is thirty now.” A lump formed in your throat. The reality was hitting you. It seemed liked yesterday Harry was in his mid-twenties and married to you. Well, technically the two of you were still married. Separated, but not legally divorced. The papers had remained untouched for nearly a year. You weren’t quite sure what you were waiting for, but every time you thought of them, you felt sick, so they were better left ignored.

“Hey Y/N, you okay?” Brad asked you. Your attention turned to the man beside you. You forced a smile and nodded. But this was where the crazy feelings originated. Why were you bringing your flat neighbour along to your husband’s (ex-husband’s?) birthday celebration? Brad was nice, no doubt, but you worried his friendly gestures meant more to him than they did you. The real reason he was tagging along was because Finn invited him. An innocent question about weekend plans led to Brad receiving an invite from the birthday boy’s son.

“I’m fine,” you said with a tight smile.

You kept your attention on the road for the remainder of the drive which thankfully wasn’t too much longer. As soon as your car pulled into Harry’s massive driveway, Finn unbuckled his seat belt and began pumping his legs excitedly.

Smiling, you went to take the sweet boy out of his booster seat. Within seconds of placing him on the pavement, he ran towards the house, his homemade present for Harry in his hand. Your heart pulled as you watched how happy your son was to be in proximity of his father.

“Wow,” Brad said, whistling under his breath. He wore a slightly annoyed expression, which puzzled you.

“What?”

“Nothing, it’s just you and Finn live in a small apartment and this guy lives in this massive house alone. Doesn’t seem right to me,” Brad shrugged.

You felt defensive of Harry. Firstly, your living arrangements were none of Brad’s business. And secondly, he had no right to insinuate that Harry was selfish or unfair.

But you wanted a peaceful evening. The situation was stressful enough, so you said nothing of the matter and only muttered a “let’s go, the party has started.”

Walking through the front doors, you felt an immediate sense of holiday cheer and just…home. The house was decorated beautifully, with ferns and lights hanging off every railing and ledge. Only Harry could manage to pull off the merriness of Christmas into the wee beginning of February.

You walked further into the house and felt Brad’s hand go to the small of your back. The gesture caught you off guard and you subtlety shook it off. It was hard enough to be amongst the crowd known as the mother of Harry’s son who left him years ago; you didn’t need to add a possible new romance into the picture as well.

You said hi to the faces you recognized but avoided any deep conversations as your priority was on finding Finn and saying hi to Harry. You found your son in the lap of Anne, sitting next to Gemma on the living room couch. You took a deep breath to steady yourself. The two ladies had been nothing but nice to you the entire time you’ve known them, but how could they not hold the fact that you broke Harry’s heart and tore up his family against you?

“Anne, Gemma,” you said in way of greeting as you approached them. Gemma stood and embraced you in a hug that made you feel like you were right where you belonged. Anne squeezed your hand as she smiled brightly at you. There was no way she’d let go of her grandson for a single second.

“And who’s this?” Gemma asked, looking at Brad who was standing beside you awkwardly.

“Him? That’s Brad, our neighbour friend! He always gives us sugar!” Finn answered.

The little boy’s words earned a laugh out of all of you and the smile on your face was easy until it landed on your husband. Harry stepped into the living room and it felt like all the air had been knocked from your lungs. The boy you had once desperately been in love with was now well into his manhood but he wasn’t any less attractive. In fact, he was only getting better with age. His eyes fell on you and he placed his drink on a side table before he walked over to you.

“Y/N,” he said, nodding.

“Happy birthday, Harry,” you said, voice only slightly above a whisper.

“Thank you, love,” he said, pulling you into a hug. His arms wrapped solidly around your body and his hands rested just above your backside. Your head fit perfectly onto his shoulder. God, you forgot how good this felt. You must have stayed in the embrace for a beat too long because by the time you finally pulled away, you were met with curious stares of his family and Brad.

Looking frazzled, Harry cleared his throat. Finn was the one to break the silence.

“Daddy liked my card and song, didn’t you Daddy?” His expression was so hopeful it almost broke your heart.

“Oh my, little man, it was quite possibly the best song I have ever heard! You’re quite talented!” Harry’s voice and eyes were full of love as he spoke to his only son.

“A song, why I’d love to hear it sometime,” Anne declared.

It was a good song, you had to admit. You had heard it more times than you could count as Finn worked on it for hours. Finn had never reminded you of Harry more than in those moments.

“I gotta get mingling. Finn, come on buddy, join me!” Harry ran a hand through Finn’s hair and walked away with him.

There were so many people in attendance that you wanted to catch up with that you found yourself mingling as well. The entire time, Brad was by your side. He was nice enough at first, but with each sideways glance and curious stare he received from various guests, he became colder and colder. You found your eyes looking for Harry more than once. Each time you saw him, Finn was proudly by his side, looking as happy as ever. Even though so many had come to celebrate with Harry, he didn’t consider anyone more important than his son.

“Come on, Harry wants everyone in the living room,” Gemma said, lightly pulling you by the arm. The space by the fireplace was empty, except for Harry and a man with a piano. You didn’t see Finn and wondered if he was with Anne. But when you saw her by the door with some family, you saw that wasn’t the case.

“Have you seen Finn?” you asked Brad.

“He’s right there,” Brad answered, nodding his head toward the front of the living room.

Sure enough, beside Harry now stood Finn. Harry cleared his throat and got the attention of everyone in the room. It wasn’t a hard thing for him to do.

“I just wanted to thank everyone for coming. It means so much to me to have everyone I love here tonight, and I can’t thank you enough for the role you’ve played in my life. And even though I might not see all of you as often as I’d like, I still love you very much.” His eyes landed on you, and you felt a wave of heat roll through your body. “Now, I have a very special performance with my son, the songwriter. He wrote this song for me, and I thought we’d sing it together.”

Oh God. The piano melody played and the voice of the two most important men in your life sang out. Immediately your hand went to your mouth. Tears formed in the corners of your eyes as you took in the moment. The way Harry was looking at Finn was so precious that you hated yourself for ever taking the little boy out of Harry’s life. The feeling was overwhelming, and with wet cheeks you had made your way of the living room just as the song ended.

“Come on baby, we gotta get going,” you told Finn as soon as he found you in the kitchen, excited from his performance.

“I don’t want to go home!” he cried.

“No, Finn, it’s time to go. It’s getting late,” you said, wiping your eyes to remove the evidence of your tears. You had brought pajamas for him in case he wanted to stay but at this point, you couldn’t bear to be in Harry’s house any longer.

“No! I’m not going!” Finn’s voice was loud. You gently grabbed his arm to put on his coat but he pulled his grip away and began to swat at you with both arms.

“Finn!” you reprimanded.

“Hey, hey, what’s going on here?” Harry asked as he walked into the kitchen. Finn ran into his father’s arms. From the corner of your eye you saw Brad enter the room.

“Mummy is making me leave!” Finn cried. “So I hit her! She’s mean!”

“Now, Finn, that is no way to behave. And your Mummy loves you very much,” Harry said, knelt down beside the boy.

“Here, let me take him. I’ll calm him down,” Anne said. She guided the little boy upstairs.

“I’m sorry,” you choked out. Truthfully you didn’t know what you were apologizing for. Maybe it was for the scene you caused or the pain you put Harry through.

“It’s okay,” Harry answered gently. “I get it. I hope he didn’t hurt you.”

“You know,” Brad butt in, “Maybe if his father was around he’d know how to behave better.”

Harry tensed and it felt as though you had been slapped. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. You never see him! Poor Finn is practically growing up without a dad!”

Now Harry looked like he was in physical pain.

“Brad, you have no idea. You’re out of line,” you told him.

Gemma appeared in the doorframe. Even if she sensed the tense scene she chose to ignore it. “Y/N, Mum’s wondering if you packed Finn pajamas.”

You nodded and went to the car to retrieve them, leaving the two men alone.

“You really need to mind your own fucking business, mate,” Harry said lowly. Usually he didn’t get this angry, but when his family was involved, it was a completely different story.

“Why should I? I’m the one who sees your ex alone and struggling! Unlike you, I actually care about her!” Brad spat.

“Don’t…don’t you ever fucking say I don’t care about Y/N. About my wife. We’re still married, you know? And you have no idea how much I love her,” Harry said.

“Yeah, well I’ll be sure to remember that when I’m making love to your wife.”

Harry took a step forward but before he could throw the punch you stepped in.

Your eyes were clouded with tears. You had heard all of it. Harry admitting he still loved you. Brad’s sick intentions. You took the stairs two at a time with Finn’s pajamas in hand.

Harry found you lying face down on his bed. You didn’t even need to see him to know he entered the room. You still felt that magnetic pull whenever he was close by. The bed dipped with his weight. He wasn’t saying anything but he was rubbing your back soothingly.

“Finn’s okay,” you said quietly. “Your mom put him to bed.”

“I’m glad he’s okay. But right now I’m worried about you,” he said. You turned to look at him. His face was so ridiculously handsome. The light stubble and green eyes had been your weaknesses since the day you met him.

“I’m a horrible person,” you admitted.

“No you’re not,” Harry easily dismissed.

“No, no I am. Because that little boy, that special little boy in the other room deserves a family. He deserves you, you know? And hell, you deserve him,” you cried.

Harry’s eyes softened. “Don’t beat yourself up. I know what you’re thinking, but none of it changes the fact that I still travel a lot.”

“I never should have left you,” you interrupted.

“Look, Y/N, as much as it hurt me, I get why you did it. I get it was easier to just go elsewhere instead of always waiting for me to come home.” Harry was now caressing your cheek. You leaned into his touch.

“I don’t want to sign those papers,” you admitted quietly.

Harry’s lips slightly parted with your confession.

“What?”

“I said, I don’t want to sign those papers.”

You sat up on the bed as Harry cradled your face in his hands. Looking into your eyes for permission, his lips crashed into yours, setting the fireworks off in your stomach. He planted wet kisses onto your jawline and you began unbuttoning his shirt. You pulled away.

“I want to give you your present now,” you said.

“Fuck, baby, this is my present right here,” Harry told you. “I love you. I never stopped.”

The feelings were out in the open and the clothes were scattered on the floor. With a house full of guests, you and Harry made love as husband and wife, and as parents.

You were naked and lying on Harry’s chest when Gemma knocked on the door and opened it.

“Oh good God, okay…” she said, covering her eyes playfully. Truthfully, she couldn’t be happier with what she saw.

“What do you want Gemma?” Harry asked his sister.

“I just wanted to let you know that I had someone drive Brad home. I didn’t think the two of you wanted him to stay here.”

You didn’t want to see him ever again, quite frankly.

“I’m glad,” Harry said. He paused. “I just hope Finn’s not too upset when he finds out he’s no longer your neighbour.”

“To live with you instead, I’d say that’s a pretty good trade,” you told your husband.

Baby, Please Come Home - Finn Bálor One-Shot

A/N: It’s Christmas and this little idea came to my mind!

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

“If I have to spend Christmas without you, I’m literally going to cry.” You expressed to your boyfriend through FaceTime who was currently in the states while you just so happened to be in Ireland. “We were supposed to spend it together!” You mumbled, resting your chin under your hand.

Finn stared at you through the camera, his eyes softening at your tone. “I know, love. I wanted it more than anything. I’m going to try my hardest, but we both know there’s a possibility I might not make it.” 

There was only two days until Christmas. You took time off of work and flew to Ireland to stay at Finn’s parents house. They welcomed you with loving arms. You flew out there four days ago because you thought Finn would be home in time, but with the way everyone’s schedules were running, it seemed hard to believe.

“I’ll just go cry and play “Baby Please Come Home”.” You said, causing Finn to laugh. “It’s not funny, Devitt. My heart is broken right now.” You hissed, making him cover his mouth to muffle the chuckles escaping him. Grinning to yourself, you stared at him. “If you can’t, it’ll be okay. Just make it up to me when you’re home. I’ll be in Ireland for the next two weeks. I’ll head back to work after the new year.” You assured him.

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Can't Go Wrong With Roses

So, I’ve just been playing with ideas of short ficlets in my head. What harm is there in posting them, right? I’m new to contributing to this fandom, but I’m willing to try.

Can’t Go Wrong With Roses

Rae pushed open the door to the pub and looked around. She nodded at Chloe and Izzy, sitting at their usual table, but kept her gaze moving. She shook her head at Chop trying to balance beer mugs on the bar counter, then looked to her left and smiled.  Archie and Finn were currently arguing over the jukebox.


She laughed and walked over as Archie pushed Finn’s hand out of the coin slot and pressed a few buttons rapidly. Finn’s mouth dropped open as Here It Comes by the Stone Roses came over the speakers.

“Can’t go wrong with the Roses, eh?” She gave Archie a quick hug, before turning to Finn and kissing him square-on the mouth. “What’s his problem?”

“Told him he could pick next song. Mighta lied. Got a burst of inspiration, ya know?” Archie scratched the back of his head with one hand and patted Finn’s shoulder with the other. “Gotta be faster, mate. You know how quick my mind runs.”

“You okay, Finnley?” She swatted Archie on the arse as he walked to help Chop with mugs he was about to drop.

“I get inspiration too, I’ll have you know!” Finn pulled Rae to him and hugged her as a proper hello.

“You do, but you know Archer. And you think I’m a music snob?” Rae laughed as Finn turned her towards the jukebox. “What were you going to play?”

“Set My Baby Free by Ian Brown.” Finn looked down and began flicking through the track cards. “How was Kester?”

“Same as every week. Walk before you run - learn to like myself more so I can love myself more.” Rae rolled her eyes. Finn stopped turning cards, looked up and locked eyes with her.

“He’s right, you know.” Finn started nodding his head just as Rae let out the breath she was holding.

“As I’m told - every week. By you, me mum, Kester, even Karim has been saying, ‘I love you’ with growing force.” Rae looked down at the track listings, fiddling around in her pocket.

“Looking for one of these?” Finn help up a 25 pence.

“God Save The Queen.” Rae mouthed, snatching the coin and shoving it in the coin slot. She ran her finger down the plastic, before deciding their ears’ fate with quick fingers. Blur’s There’s No Other Way poured out through the tinny speakers.

Finn’s mouth quirked up. “Albarn, eh?”

“Fuck yes, Albarn. He’d be with me, if I weren’t with you, I’ll have you know.” Rae stuck her nose up, her fingers tapping the beat out on the plastic.

“Oh ho, my apologies there, Damon. I ain’t givin’ up this lass.” Finn grabbed her around the waist, making her squeal and laugh.

She brought her arms up to his neck, resting her head against his chest. “Do you think you’d like yourself, if you had met yourself?”

“Say what?” Finn glanced down at her with a cute, confused frown.

“If there were two of ye-” Rae started (“God save us from THAT” Finn retorted), “Would you like your other self?” She pushed Finn’s shoulders, giving him a glare. “I’d LOVE two Finnley’s, thanks much.”

“I’m sure you would, girl.” Finn looked down in thought. “Dunno. Haven’t given it much thought, I suppose. Wait… Yes. Yes, I would. I’ve got a rocking vinyl collection, a gorgeous girlfriend, and the best mates I could have. I’d be downright jealous.”

He smiled at Rae softly, noticing she was looking down. “Kester?”

Rae nodded miserably. “I don’t think I’d like myself that much.”

“Girl, you are seeing a warped version of yourself. You’ve got the exact same things I’d be jealous of.” Finn squeezed her in his arms.

“Yeah? I’ve got a gorgeous girlfriend, have I?” Rae teased him.

“What are Chloe and Izzy?” Finn laughed and Rae smacked him on the chest lightly. “You know what I mean, girl.”

“Well… My boyfriend is delicious. Me best mates are clearly amazing. And my music collection’s better than yours. So I’d be jealous of that, too.” Rae laughed at Finn’s mock outrage.

“Watch yourself, Rae. Your mouth’s writing checks your arse can’t cash.” He winked at her.

“Who says it can’t?” Rae laughed, kissing him open mouthed and walking towards their table.

Finn turned around, shaking his head and laughing. He started flipping through the track cards again, before spotting the perfect one. He slid another coin out of his pocket and punched in the buttons. Ten Storey Love Song by the Stone Roses.

“Can’t go wrong with the Roses.” He laughed, turning to finally join his mates and his gorgeous girlfriend. 

Pregnant (MMFD, Rinn one-shot)

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Rae paced in front of a wooden door, the white plastic bag hooked around her wrist swaying from side to side. Glancing at the door, she breathed out and bit her lip, her hand ascending in a voluntary movement and pressing the buzzer.
A few moments ticked by before the brunette heard rushed steps nearing and the entrance door was swung opened in one swift movement.
“Rae…” Chloe said, her hand falling to her side. The dark strawberry blonde hair was captured in a bun atop of Chloe’s head and she was dressed in shorts and a flimsy top that Rae could only dream of fitting into.
“Can I come in?” Rae’s voice trembled and the blonde nodded quickly, getting out of the way, allowing the brunette to enter.
“What’s wrong, love? Did you have a fight with Finn?” Chloe inquired, closing the door after Rae. She glanced at the taller woman and saw her shaking her head briefly, before throwing herself on the couch. Chloe followed suit.
“Then what happened?” The question came as a whisper, the blonde’s voice bare audible.  Rae’s mouth opened several times, the full lower lip red from all the biting, but no sound exited. Finally, encouraged by Chloe’s soothing back rub, Rae dumped the contents of the bag she had onto the hardwood coffee table.
“I-I… missed my period this month…last month too.” The brunette mumbled, pausing to take deep breaths of air in between words. Chloe gasped as her widening eyes settled on three different pregnancy tests piled on her table.
“Fuck.” She swore loudly and Rae winced at the word, remembering that that exact activity brought her in the situation she was at the moment.
“Ok, do you… do you know how to use them?” Chloe asked, raising from the couch and pulling Rae up as well. Rae nodded, whispering something about having read the instruction and the blonde responded with a nod of her own.
“Well, you know where the bathroom is. I’ll be waiting here, but if you need me, just call.” Chloe helped Rea take off her leather jacket, her movements fluid, and her touch gentle. Rae entered the bathroom and resurfaced 5 minutes later, holding the used pregnancy tests in her trembling hands.
Laying her curvaceous form on the brown couch, Rae placed the pieces of plastic on the paper that Chloe prepared.
“How long do we have to wait?” Chloe asked, her thin arm coming round Rae’s shoulders, bringing the brunette’s head on her considerably smaller chest and playing with the long locks.
“5 to 20 minutes.” Rae murmured. Chloe nodded, her hand coming to caress her face in a loving manner.
“You know that whatever happens, Finn, the gang, and especially me…we’re all here for you. Everything is going to be okay. After all, you and Finn, you’re engaged.  I think he can’t wait to have a little bugger running round his house.” Chloe chuckled, trying to break the tension, while her hand continuously ran over the brunette’s luscious curls.
“Listen Rae.” Chloe said after a gravid pause.“  If… if you’re pregnant, I think that keeping the child would be the best decision you ever made.  You have the potential of being a fantastic mother. You could actually offer your child proper conditions, rise and love it like only you can , give it a proper education. I know you won’t fuck this up… like I did.” Rae felt the blonde’s body tensed at the memory of her abortion and Rae raised her head to see her friend fixing a certain spot on her immaculate wall, a few tears blurring her brown eyes.
“I think you would have been a great mother, Clo.” Rae said, grabbing Chloe’s hand in hers and bringing it to her lips.  The blonde’s eyes fell on Rae’s pale face and Chloe smiled sadly, shaking her head.
“I think the time’s up. Let’s take a look at them, shall we?” Chloe suddenly said, releasing Rae from her embrace, but still keeping a reassuring hand on her back.
“Go on.” was whispered and Rae reached out for the tests, bringing each one of them near her hazel eyes under closer inspection. Two pink lines marked each test and Rae put the last stick down.
“Well?” Chloe asked, looking at the tests, hoping to see something.
“They are all positive…Cho… I’m pregnant.” Rae said, covering her face with her palms.

Rae returned to the flat she had been sharing with Finn since she finished university late at night. Chloe insisted that she had stayed,  but Rae said she had to think and that some fresh air would do her good.
Entering their one room apartment, she found Finn sleeping on the couch, the muted TV illuminating the otherwise dark room. ‘He must have waited for me.’ Rae thought, while covering the sleeping body with a woolen blanket and turning off the TV.
Rae went to their room, changed and slipped into a dreamless slumber. The next few days passed by in a nervous blur, filled with outrageous food cravings, followed shortly by morbid sickness that made her vomit everything she had eaten.
Finn became more confused by the copious amounts of food that Rae was making him buy on his way from work and by his lover’s nonchalant and secretive attitude. The man had enough, and so 7 days after Rae’s behavior started acting up, he finally confronted her.
“ Rae. What’s happening?” Finn suddenly asked, the question haunting his mind for awhile, robbing his nights of sleep. The man turned towards Rae exactly when she reached for another slice of pizza from the box  laying in her lap.
“What do you mean? Everything’s fine.” The woman’s voice grew fainter, and the pizza slice was dropped in the box and the carton was removed from her lap.
“Bollocks. You have been acting strange for the past week, and I wanna know what’s going on with me girl. Why won’t you talk to me? ” Finn demand and Rae cringed, remembering all the times she had locked herself in their bathroom, ignoring the knocks and the 'Are you okay’s.
“I’m fine, Finn, it’s just…” Rae couldn’t continue her string of words.  Her stomach muscles contracted violently and a bitter fluid filled her mouth, making it close shut. Her pale hand came over her mouth and Rae got up, rushing towards the bathroom, followed closely by a terrified Finn.
Rae couldn’t bother closing the door after her, blocking Finn to enter, because the second wave of fluid was ready to be regurgitated and she still had the first batch in her mouth. The woman dropped to her knees and gripping the fine porcelain tightly, she released the vomit into the toilet.
Finn carefully held her hair back, his nose scrunching at the foul smell and at the pieces of semi-digested pizza floating in the WC. After a few minutes of paused barfing, Rae finally got up and wobbled to the sink, to wash the thin sheen of sweat glistening on her skin and the nasty flavor that invaded her taste buds.
“Fine. You want to know what’s wrong?”  Rae asked, rubbing  the water out of her eyes and feeling around for a plush towel to wipe her face with. Finn, who hasn’t moved from the doorway, nodded fanatically.
“I’m pregnant.” Rae said much more smoothly that she had previously anticipated. Finn remained motionless, his hands hanging limply by his body.  Then his jaw slacked and his mouth opened up, while he blinked several times slowly.  Rae could practically see the hamster living in Finn’s head running like crazy to spin the wheel and process the information and Rae would have burst into laughter if the situation was not this serious.
“Wha…?” the man could only say while he took a step closer.
“I’m pregnant..?” Rae said, watching him inch closer to her curvy frame until just a few millimeters separated them.
“You mean…we’re going to have a baby?” Finn whispered, his hand cupping the sides of Rae’s oval face. “I’m going to be a father?” he continued, and the woman wanted to nod, but his hands kept her in place.
“Yea… are you angry?” Rae finally answered, her eyes avoiding Finn’s and falling to his chin instead.
“Rae, look at me” she did, and Finn offered her a reassuring smile, as his thumbs started making circular patterns on her skin. “This is the best news you gave me since you said you’d marry me. And I couldn’t be happier, that right now…  We’re going to be parents Rae.”  Finn laughed, wiping the tear that escaped from Rae doe like eyes and kissing her forehead gently.
“I love you, Finn.”  Rae whimpered, her arms finally coming round Finn’s waist, bringing his body into hers.
“Love ya more, Rae.” The man said, nuzzling his nose into Rae’s dark locks and playing with the ends of her hair. “It’s all going to be great, you’ll see Rae.”
“Yea, try sain’ that when you clean the barf off the toilet.” Rae said and they both looked at the one white porcelain, before bursting into laughing.  It would all be all right. Rae was now certain of that.

Preference #75: Pregancy Insecurities

Jack: ‘Baby, you know I don’t care about silly stretch marks. They’re barely noticeable, and even if they were noticeable, I wouldn’t mind them. They’re like little tiger stripes. Plus, is anyone really going to care when you give me a beautiful baby girl? Really?’

Finn: 'Oh quiet woman! You are not the size of a blimp! Blimps are a million times bigger. Plus, there’s no helium in there; it’s my baby. You look beautiful regardless of how large you get. So, please love, stop worrying yourself over it.’

Dan: 'Well, darling you ARE having a baby. I think it’s perfectly normal for you to not see your feet…They look fine. Super cute just like you. Stop worrying about it. Nobody’s going to be looking at your feet when you’re on stirrups pushing a baby out of your vagina.’

Phil: 'You look gorgeous, baby. You have this glow around you all the time now. Yeah, your body might be changing a little bit, but that doesn’t matter to anyone. You’re having a baby. Giving life to another person. Do you think people notice those things when they look at you? I don’t. I never do. I only notice that it’s my baby that’s in there.' 

#315: 'Banana Pancakes Bring A Baby' (PART 2)

How Long Will I Love You: Banana Pancakes Bring A Baby- One Shot #315 (PART 2)

PART 1

+past one shots

No visuals in this part. All visuals are in Part 1. 

Song: Banana Pancakes- Jack Johnson 

::Warning: Mature Content:: 

“Daddy? Does the baby have a name?” Darcy popped a piece of pancake between her lips,

Harry chuckled, sipping on his mug of tea, and munching on the leftover now lukewarm pancakes. “Yeah, ‘Whoops’,” he joked, reminding himself of this baby’s rather unconventional conception location.

Darcy looked at little perplexed, but shrugged, carrying on with eating her breakfast. “That’s not a name for a baby, Daddy,” she scolded, her eyebrows furrowing.

Harry chuckled. “It’s not? What should we name him, then?”

She held her tongue between her teeth, Harry moving to get the boys more milk.

“I dunno,” she mumbled through a mouthful. “How ‘bout George? Like Curious George the monkey.”

Harry laughed. “That would be a good name, huh?”

She nodded. “I like that name.”

Harry quirked up his lips. “I like that name too.” It was one that had surprisingly never come up despite all of the back and forth on names that you’d done over the whole of your pregnancy. But it suddenly peaked his interest.

He moved from the kitchen island to clear up the plates, finding Alfie beside Finn’s chair, lapping up pancake scraps.

“Daddy, the baby should come today,” Darcy announced.

 

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Cast Iron: Part 24

I don’t know if this is funny.  I do, however, know that Charlie Cheeseman is here and that there is plot and that I kept you all waiting too long.  

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Finn is a wealth of information, once he takes ten minutes explaining to Hiccup in excruciating detail that he didn’t necessarily like being called Fishlegs in a business context, but if Hiccup were coming to him as a friend, it would be preferable.  For one, he defines raw milk cheeses in a way that’s downright thrilling, because apparently any hard rind cheese aged more than sixty days at a temperature of 35 degrees of above is no longer considered raw milk.  So cheddar is back on Astrid’s so empty table even if gouda and ricotta and a bunch of other things he’s come up with since the temperature dropped aren’t.  

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The Next Chapter #12 - MMFD Fanfic

This chapter is such shit and I hate it. I’m having trouble expressing the fact that both Rae and Finn are still really fucked up. Like emotionally they are both still a wreck. I don’t know if it comes across. Anyways hope you enjoy. The next one should be way better. I hope xX


“Here, you take mine and I’ll take yours, then when two minutes are up, we can look at each others.” Chloe said holding her pee stick out towards Rae.

“Chloe, that is so gross. I am not touching that thing. You just pee’d on there!” Rae grimaced but held her stick out to Chloe. “You look at them both”

“Oh Rae come on, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if you were to be pregnant with the man you loves child.” Chloe grabbed the stick from Rae placing them both down on the counter. “At least you know he loves you, Eddie and I haven’t even said those words yet and after what happened with Steven, I can’t go through that again Rae. The first time ripped me to shreds.” Rae felt really bad for Chloe even though it was both their faults that they were in this mess.

Chloe had really gone through an emotional time after her and Stevens relationship, if you could even call it that, had fallen apart. It was like she started to devalue herself. She hated herself so much she didn’t believe she deserved to be loved. It took Rae a long time to see that. They had their ups and downs, especially when Chloe was chasing after Finn, but Rae never understood her motives behind it until she had read Chloe’s diary. After that the two of them had become the best of friends. Sure they were friends before, but something about seeing inside someones soul, really brings you both together.


“Well, we are not for certain of anything yet, so lets not jump ahead of ourselves,” She wasn’t sure if she was trying to convince Chloe or herself. “Plus, you didn’t see the row we had when Finn didn’t wear a condom a few times, and I was on the pill and only missed like three days. What are the chances..” Rae stopped with a gasp. “Oh my God. It would be her luck that she misses a few pills and winds up pregnant.” Rae’s head fell into her hands and the flood gates opened. What was she going to do? She wasn’t ready to be a mum, she was barely ready to care for herself. Plus, Finn. Oh god, he was never going to forgive her. She had told him they were protected, she didn’t realize a few missed pills were that big of a deal. How could she let this happen?

“Oh Rae, Rae calm down. Don’t cry Love, it’s going to be okay, I promise you.” Chloe took Rae’s hands from her face and pulled her into a hug. “We’re Chloe and Rae, we have each other and everything is going to be okay. I promise. No matter what these tests say, we are going to be okay. Come on Rae, calm down. Take some deep breaths.”

Rae held on to Chloe , until the tears finally slowed and her breathing went back to normal. When she pulled away to wipe her eyes, she found that Chloe was also crying quietly. “Oh Chloe, here you are taking care of me, when you are going through this too.”

She hugged her friend again and a calm came over Rae when Chloe’s words played back in her mind. She was right, together they could get through anything. She was no longer running, but facing her problems head on, even if they caused her to near panic attacks in public bathrooms.

“Should we face it together?” Rae asked gabbing Chloe’s hand and turning them both around to face the mirror. “We look like shit.” she noted wiping the make up from under her eyes.

“How about we do mine first?” Chloe suggested giving Rae’s hand a squeeze. Rae just nodded refusing to look down. With her free hand Chloe picked up her test and let out a deep sigh. Rae couldn’t tell if it was a sigh of relief, or of the trouble to come.

“I’m pregnant.” she said a tear falling down her cheek.

“Oh babe, you’re going to make a wonderful Mum and I promise no matter what happens with Eddy, I will be there every step of the way.” Rae said pulling Chloe into a hug. Trying to alleviate the tension she added, “But, don’t think I’m going to be on nightly baby duty, I need my beauty rest.” and they both halfheartedly chuckled.

“Do you want me to look at yours” Chloe offered, but with resolve Rae shook her head no.

“I can do it, just promise me no matter what it says, you won’t tell a soul. Promise me if it says negative this will never get back to Finn.” She pleaded. There was no reason to stir the pot if the test said no.

“Of course babe, my lips are sealed either way. It is your business to tell.”
Her hand griping her best mates, Rae reached down and picked up the test. Flipping it over, she saw the two little blue lines and her world came crashing down.

Without a word, Rae dropped the test,  ran to the stall and for the third time today emptied the contents of her stomach. Maybe it was the shock, maybe just another case of morning sickness, either way, she heaved and heaved until there was nothing left.

“Rae are you alright love? Do you want me to go get Finn?”

“No. Please no, I’m okay. I just need a minute.”

“Oh Rae, I know this isn’t what you wanted, but you have options you know. You don’t have to have it if you don’t want.” Chloe said.

“I know Chloe, I just need some time to think it all through. I just want to go upstairs and go to bed” she said. She didn’t want to have to face Finn and lie to him, but she wasn’t ready to tell him the truth. She would just have to tell her she wasn’t feeling too well. After all, it was the truth.

“We sure landed in it didn’t we?” Chloe asked grabbing her test and placing it into her purse and then grabbing Rae’s and handing it to her.

“i just don’t know what to do?” Rae said another tear falling from her eye as she grabbed the test and placed it inside the pocket of her leather jacket. “What if he leaves me Chloe. After all we’ve been through to fix things, what if he can’t handle this.”

“Oh babe, if he leaves you because of this than he doesn’t deserve you. Also, the lot of us will kick his ass. It takes two to tango you know.”

“I know, but it was my fault we weren’t protected. I told him we were, but I forgot and..” Rae was crying again.

“Shh. Rae don’t cry babe please. You’re going to make me start again and I already look like a panda with all this eye makeup on my face.”

“Chloe, what are we going to do?”

“we’re going to have babies with the men we love.”

Rae looked at Chloe a small smile at the corners of her mouth. “So you love Eddie than?”

“More than anything Rae, which is why I’m deathly afraid this is going to ruin it all. We haven’t even talked about kids, or a future. We’ve barely just met each others parents. What if this scares him away. I can’t do this on my own.” Now Chloe was crying again.

“We’re a total mess are we not?” Rae asked grabbing Chloe’s hand and leading her out of the bathroom. “Chloe, I can tell by the look on Eddie’s face when he looks at you. He’s just as in love with you as you are him. And like you said, if he doesn’t stay than you deserve better anyway.”

“How did I get so lucky to have you as a best mate?” Chloe asked as they made their way to the elevators, wiping their eyes.

“I guess you just really lucked out.” Rae answered as they climbed into the lift. “You know Izzy is going to be over the moon with excitement that she doesn’t have to do this alone? Can you imagine what we’re going to look like? It looks like we made some sort of pregnancy pact. My mum is going to kill me. She just told me that she wasn’t ready to be a grand-mum yet.”

“Think she will kick us out of the house? Because I’m really loving having our own place.”

“Nah, she wouldn’t leave her only child homeless and pregnant, at least I don’t think she would. Kareem will have to talk some sense into her. Ever since having jazz, he’s really become really protective over us both.” Rae smiled remembering the email she got from Kareem when she was away at Uni. He was slowly becoming the dad she never had.

“So you’ve decided you’re going to keep it then?” Chloe timidly asked.

Rae stayed quite for a moment as they reached their floor and got off the lift. “When Izzy told us she and chop were expecting I remember being so excited for them, but a little part of me was  jealous too. I’ve never thought it depth about kids before, I don’t think I allowed myself too. I was so fucked up that the only future I saw for myself was a dark one. But, something about hearing how happy Izzy was made me realize that I deserve to be happy too. Chloe, I pictured mine and Finns baby that night and the thought of killing that baby, is not one I could live with.” Rae’s eyes filled with tears, but she smiled thinking of the memory. “This may not be what I expected to happen right now, but I love Finn and I think, I think I’m going to tell him. I think it’s the right thing to do.”

“Oh Rae, I’m so proud of you. I know it’s going to be scary, but Finn loves you. I know he does, we all do. He would go to the ends of the earth for you.”

“Thank you Chloe, for being my friend, for listening, for putting up with me when I was at my worst.”

“That’s what friends are for. I love you Rae.”

“I love you too, Chlo.”

“Are you girls going to stand out here and talk all night, or do you think I can have my girl back now?” Finn asked peeking his head out from the door down the hall.

Rae’s heart started to speed up at the sight of him and panic started to fill her chest. It was only when Chloe’s hand found hers with a squeeze that her vision returned again.

“Oh quite your moaning Finn, you can have her back in a minute,” Chloe said looking Rae right in the eyes. “You can do this Rae, you are the strongest person I know.”

“I don’t feel very strong.” Rae replied, lifting her eyes to Finns, a puzzled look on his face. “What if…”

“Rae, I’m right across the hall if you need anything, but remember, Finn loves you. He might be a bit shocked, and maybe even a bit upset, but he loves you and I promise if I know Finn, he is going to love the baby too.”

“Rae, are you okay?” Finn asked standing in the hallway now, his foot holding open the door.

“Yeah, I’ll be right there.” Rae replied giving Chloe a hug. “Thank you Chloe.”

“Anytime babe, I’m sure when we get back, I’ll need you to return the favor. At least I have another day before I’ve got to face the music. You know Rae, if it helps you, you can tell Finn I’m pregnant too. I know he won’t tell anyone, but if it helps you to not feel so scared, you can tell him why you took the test. That you didn’t know and that I made you. Trust him Rae, I think that’s the only way that you two are going to be okay”

Chloe released Rae and together they walked into their separate rooms. Rae knew what Chloe said was the truth. That if she didn’t trust that Finn wasn’t going to run away that they were doomed. She was just inside the door when Finn, sensing something was wrong, grabbed her hand and led her to the bed.

“What’s the matter girl? You’ve been crying. What happened, did something happen on the way to the room. You two took an awful long time, I was ready to send a search party after you.”

“I’ve just been sick again at the toilets, and I’m not feeling too good.” She took a deep breath to steel herself, but the words didn’t come. “I need to brush my teeth, maybe a hot bath too.” Then they could talk. Once she was relaxed, maybe she would have the nerve to tell him the truth.

“Are you sure that’s all that is wrong Rae, something doesn’t feel right.” and with those words Rae fell apart at the seams. The fact that he knew her so well, didn’t make her feel happy, it broke her in two. Here she was pregnant with his child and she didn’t even trust him with the truth. What kind of mother was she going to be if she constantly ran away from her problems?

“Finn, Chloe is pregnant.” Rae started  taking a deep breath, “she asked me to the bathroom so that I could be there for her when she took a test. Thing is, I got sick and then Chloe started harping on about the fact that I was throwing up and not drinking and that I was pregnant too. I told her there was no way because I was on the pill, but thing is…I forgot to take it a few weeks ago. It was the day I came back from London, my head was a mess and I was worried about seeing you and I must have forgotten it for a couple days, but then I remembered and I took it, but I guess the damage had been done because Chloe made me take a test too and It was positive Finn and I don’t know what to do, and I knew how angry you were going to be, but I knew I had tot ell you the truth because we don’t lie to each other remember.” Rae was sobbing now, her words barely audible, but she kept talking squeezing his hand as she thought she felt him try to pull it away.

“Finn, please don’t hate me. I had no idea this was going to happen, my period is always late and I’m just so scared I’m going to lose you. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I can’t do this alone and I love you and I need you, but not if you hate me. I won’t make you stay if you can’t look at me anymore because I know I fucked up and…”

Finn dropped Rae’s hand, stood up and ran his hands through his hair. She wanted to keep telling him how she felt and that she was sorry, but an overwhelming sense of nausea hit her and she ran to the bathroom.

Bent over the toilet, she wretched, but there was nothing left inside her to evacuate. She held her stomach as the feeling passed, wiping her forehead as she was now drenched in sweat. She stood up dried her eyes and calmly brushed her teeth, trying to convince herself that the worst was over now, there was nothing more she could do. She heard the front door open and a moment later it closed, leaving a deafening echo in the room. That was it, he was gone and there was nothing she could do.

She wanted to cry some more, a thousand tears wouldn’t have been enough, but they didn’t come. She just felt empty inside, her whole body ached and her face was swollen like a plum. She turned away from her reflection, not being able to cope with how disgusted she was with herself and with Finn.

She knew he was going to be angry, she knew he would be hurt but Chloe had really convinced her that he wasn’t going to leave her and she let herself believe it were true. Not wanting to walk back into an empty room, she decided to take a bath.

Trying her hardest not to break down again, she filled the tub and slowly climbed in. The water was a bit hotter than she would normally have had it, but it felt good against her skin. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, right as Finn walked into the room.

“Chloe came round asking how you were feeling, I told her we was talking and she said to come to her room when we was done.” he said, closing the lid and taking a seat on the toilet.

“I thought you left” Rae said a tear falling from her eyes.

“We don’t run from each other any more, remember?” he replied with a small smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “I don’t blame you Rae, I know you didn’t do anything on purpose, but I’m scared as shit right now” he looked down into his hands.

“Me too” she replied wiping the tears from her eyes. “The last thing I wanted was for our relationship to get even more complicated. We were just starting to get things back on track.”

“Thing is Rae, it really hurts that you think I would hate you for getting pregnant as if it were your fault. Do you think that little of me?” he asked not meeting her eyes.

“Finn, look at me.” he looked up and for the first time, she noticed the tears in his eyes. “It’s my go too. It how I cope with how I’m feeling about myself. I think I might hate myself a bit, so I project it on to you. My therapist in Bristol was working me through it when I left for London. It’s what Kester was trying to explain to me the last three years. I think people see me as I see myself and in that moment I think I hated myself for letting you down. I swear Finn, it was an accident.” She took a deep breath, but before she could continue Finn was standing up and taking off his clothes.

“What on earth are you doing Finn?”

“Move forward girl.” He said, standing there naked. He climbed into the tub after she reluctantly scooted forward. “Ahh, shit this is hots, what the fuck are you trying to do burn yourself?” he asked slowly sitting down while wincing the entire time.

“It was an accident,” she truthfully said “it doesn’t really bother me, I think my skins used to it.” something which made her feel ashamed. She hadn’t intentionally harmed herself in so long, she didn’t want to think this was taking a step back.

“Lean back” he said taking her shoulders in his hands and rubbing them gently. “I’m not saying we haven’t gotten ourselves into a complete mess, but we’re going to be okay if we can just keep talking to each other and being honest. I am never going to leave you, that doesn’t mean I’m not terrified. Us as parent’s? Are we ready for that?”

“I guess we’ve got eight months give or take a few weeks, to get ready. Oh Finn, I’m so scared. What if I’m a shit mum? What if its too hard and it tears us apart. I can’t lose you.”

“Shh, girl you won’t lose me, I’m not going anywhere. And you are going to be a great mum. Look at  how you are with Jazz. She adores you.”

“Yeah, but I get to give her back.” Rae laughed.

“You have a group of five people who are going to love our baby more than anything in the world. I think it is going to be okay.”

“You always know just what to say.”

“That’s why you love me isn’t it?” he laughed moving his hands down from her shoulders to gently massage her breasts.

“Well, I can think of a few other reason.” she said rubbing her bum against his crotch.

“I love you Rachel Earl”

“I love you more Finn Nelson.”

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