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Visiting your boyfriend at work was your favourite thing to do. The way he always lit up when he saw you. Unfortunately it took a long time to get to his workplace,it was already an hour away by car but Scott did the driving in the relationship so you had to get a bus. The trip could be daunting, especially on your own.

But regardless you made it. Almost an hour and a half later and never ending stops. You were wearing some jeans and a cute tube top and a jacket of Scott's, your nails freshly done. As you get off the bus walking down a rocky path there's a huge field. Tents set up , tables set up with weather equipment galore. Vans everywhere.

A small sigh of relief until you bump into Boone. One of Tyler Owen's teammates from the wranglers. 

"Watch where you're going are you fucking kidding me?" He almost drops his camera and glares at you. Your heart thuds.

"I am .. so sorry I- " You start putting your hands up defensively.

"Oh. You're millers girl. The one that looks like a lost puppy, surprised he's kept you around." He grins, lily side eyes trying not to laugh as she's sorting out the drone and Tyler turns around raising an eyebrow.

"Boone. Be nice. Don't start!" He warns. Tyler knew you. He also knew how much shit it would cause if anyone disrespects Millers girl.

"I'm just saying. She's not in the right place, don't wanna snap your nails honey do ya!" He pouts tauntingly. Your heart was hurting more and your cheeks flushed red with pure embarrassment. 

By now half of Tyler's team were giggling. Javi spots you and his face lights up. He's hitting Scott's shoulder to get his attention and then when Scott turns around javi points at you. Scott's entire mood changes.

You smile hesitantly walking over and he opens his arms wide open for you. Normally you'd dive into his arms and he would make an "OOF" this time you just sigh wrapping your arms around his torso as much as you can. He raises an eyebrow wrapping his arms around you and presses a kiss to your hair.

"What are you doing here ? Did you get a bus just for me ? You hate them honey?" He grins softly and you look up. He presses a light kiss to your lips making a small smile grow on your face.

"Mhm!! Came to see you" You beam but the comment from Boone was still bothering you deeply and he could tell. Oh he could fucking tell. He brushes some hair behind your ear.

"Where's my happy girls energy hm? What's up?" He wasn't letting this go. The shine in your eyes wasn't as strong as it usually was.

"It's nothing ! Hii! It's nice to see you!" He puts a finger on your lips.

"It's not nothing when it's my girl.. tell me."

Javi side eyes. He's heard this tone before.

"Okay! It's really not a big deal! But Boone was being a dick saying he's surprised you keep me around and I shouldn't be here because I'll break my nails. It's fine!" Your voice squeaks out , he tries not to laugh at you calling Boone a dick. Because you hardly insult anyone. But a small jaw clench and a subtle clear of the throat.

"Baby why don't you show javi your pretty nails! I'm gonna go talk to Boone okay?" He speaks so softly. He knows javi will look after you.

"But!" You tried to stop him and he takes his cap off putting it on you "Javi just REALLY wants to see your nails okay?" He's already walking off and you sigh shaking your head and hold out your hands to show Javi your nails.

"They're so pretty! It's nice to see you again, we like having you around to brighten up the mood !" Javi beams . Meanwhile Scott is towering over Boone.

"Did I hear that you're disrespecting my girl ?" He scoffs.

Boone raises an eyebrow letting out a scoff of disbelief "she almost broke my camera man!" Scott glares at him.

"Okay first of all. It was clearly an accident she's just had a long journey , second of all I'm sure you could afford another. There's no need to make my girl feel like shit over something small when she came to visit me. Do you understand... i "keep her around" as you so eloquently put it. Because she's my damn girlfriend. Go apologise."

"Are you fucking kidding m-" Boone starts but Tyler cuts him off. "Boone. Just fucking apologise.. you did blow up on her."

Scott actually gives Tyler a look of thanks. A one off.

"Whatever! Fine!" Boone scoffs following Scott back to where you were laughing about something with Javi.

"Baby? Boone has something to say to you!"

You turn around and Boone looks annoyed that he has to apologise at all but he knows it's not worth the battle.

"I'm real sorry.. I shouldn't have disrespected you" You  offer him a sweet smile. You never held a grudge.

"That's okay! I hope your camera is okay!" You Beamed at him and it made Boone feel worse and Scott grin more at how fucking sweet you are.

"It's fine." Boone simply says walking off back to his team muttering under his breath and Tyler patting him on the back. Scott turns back to you.

"Better? You okay?" He spins the hat around so you're wearing it backwards and leans down slightly.

"Yeah.. thanks you didn't have to do that... oh! And Javi likes my nails!"

His heart melted. It was disgustingly sweet. He was a miserable asshole. But you. Oh how you turned him into someone who wanted to be better.

"I told you he would ! Now is my girl gonna give me a second attempt at that hug?" He opens his arms again letting you fling yourself into his arms letting out that familiar "oof" sound.  He leans down pressing a deep kiss to your lips making your toes curl.

"That's better. You don't travel that long without getting a big ol kiss from me!"

"You two are sickeningly cute" Javi groans rolling his eyes playfully.

"Shut up Javi!" You blurt out with a laugh making Scott snort and Javi throw his hands up in defence

"Okay! Yes ma'am!"

"Okay! Who gave you attitude" Scott raises an eyebrow at you.

"I think you're a bad influence on me. Maybe it's the hat?" You tilt your head at him and he nods.

"Yeah but you look good so.. you keep bein mean baby"

It was a few hours later. You were now laying on his chest in the motel room and thinking way too loudly. He can tell you’re not 100%

“What’s on your mind… talk to me..” He Brushes your hair.

“I … I’m just. Thinking about the stuff Boone said … like I’m a lost puppy and … how he’s surprised you’re still with me!”

He looks angry. Really angry. Not at you. For that asshole daring you make you question yourself.

“Baby… don’t listen to him. He doesn’t know you. He doesn’t know us. You are perfect. Well within your right to come and see me. I don’t give a fuck if you did follow me around like a puppy. I’d let you! And if anything I’m surprised you’re still with me. I’m literally the grumpiest piece of shit. I love you okay?”

You sighed. Heart melting at his words all worry going away. “You’re not that grumpy!” You try to crack a joke.

“That’s what you took from that?” He grins tickling at your side making you giggle and swat at his hands. He pulls you down for another kiss. Deeper. The taste of his spearmint gum lingering. Eventually you pull away.

“Semantics !!!” You smile at him.

It was Friday. Fridays meant date night. Staying at home watching movies , going out for dinner , literally anything you wanted. He INSISTS. You choose. And you are absolutely not spending a penny.

You pulled on a sweet black dress that has spaghetti straps either side , the pleated skirt flowing perfectly as you sway your hips. Scott walks in looking at you. He's wearing jeans and a smart shirt where his muscles are bulging out. The top buttons undone. A jacket in his hand that he knows damn well you're gonna wind up needing. His cologne strong and his gum chewing not halting.

"Oh fuck me... look at my beautiful wife! Holy shit!" He walks over cupping your face and pressing a few kisses to your lips. Each one deeper than the last the taste of his spearmint gum lingering. You giggle playfully pushing him away and shaking your head at him. "You look good baby!" You beamed and watched his grin grow.

"If you keep hyping me up baby we're not going anywhere. You know I love you boosting my ego!" He pushes a curl behind your ear and smiles softly.

"Your ego doesn't need any more of a boost." You playfully roll your eyes at him and grab the house keys ready to lock the door as you step out.

"You're so mean today.. " He playfully pats your ass and watches you lock the door.

You made your way to the bar and he keeps an arm around your waist with such pride. He loved showing off how pretty his wife was. He ordered himself a beer and you your favourite drink, he didn't even look at the price.

"Whatever my sweetheart wants yeah?"

It had been a few drinks later and Scott leans down his lips near your ear.

"You wanna sit in the outside booths baby? Get some fresh air" He rubs your back gently tilting his head waiting for you to reply.

"Mhm! I'd like that!" You beam and he kisses your cheek gently leading you outside his hand on your back. The cold air ans the combination of the alcohol hits you fast. You find a little booth sitting down on the chair and look at him.

"Shit baby...I just gotta go to the men's room.. are you gonna be okay for two minutes?" He groans. He hates leaving you on your own in public. He leans down to kiss your cheek and he sighs.

"Yeah I'm fine baby!" You reassure him and he slings his jacket over you shoulder pressing a kiss to your cheek and walking away to the toilets.

All seems to be well.

Until a group of men approach you with an evil grin , one of them with blonde hair places a hand on your shoulder. Making you shudder and scoot away.

"Who are you here with pretty girl?" His voice was sickening.

"My husband!" You answered quickly.

"Sure you are sweetheart you're fucking hot.." Scott clears his throat and you instantly sigh in relief seeing him and go to stand by him. He instantly wraps an arm around you and leans his head down pulling out his credit card.

"Could you be an absolute dear and go buy me a beer baby? Buy yourself whatever you want! Heck by the whole bar a round if you want." He coos kissing the top of your head.

"Okay baby!" You beam at him walking off. He immediately turns his attention to the guy from before.

"Can I help you guys ?" He says trying to be polite and the guy grins. "Dude we were just saying your girl is hot." Scott lets out a dangerous chuckle lifting his hand to point at his wedding ring.

"She's my wife. I think she told you that. Have a bit of respect" The guy lets out a laugh shaking his head.

"What the fuck are you gonna do buddy?" He pushes , his friends suddenly realise who they're dealing with. Giving their friend a warning glare.

"Do you have any idea who I fucking am?" Scott takes a step forward.

The guy shakes his head with a smug grin on his face. Before Scott can help himself. His fist plummets into the guys nose with a sickening crunch. His head throwing back ; Scott yanks the guys hand shaking it firmly. Hard enough to break it if he wanted to.

"Scott miller. Boxing champion" The poor guy looked like he wanted to cry as blood gushes out of his nose . Scott grins again grabbing a napkin and squeezing the guys nose with it making him squeal.

"Now. What's gonna happen is you're not gonna press charges. My wife is gonna come back and you're gonna say sorry…you don’t fucking touch her. Got that?" Scott coos tauntingly.  The guys friends had already left in fear.

"Answer me. Do you understand?"Scott spits. The guy nods and he hears the doors open. You come out with a beer and a pretty purple cocktail when you see a guy with a bloody nose stood by Scott. The same one who hit on you.

"Hi baby!! I made a friend" Scott slings his arm over the guy ruffling his hair with the other hand. "Oh... uhm. Hi again" You smile weakly.

"He's got something to say .. don't you buddy!" The guy looks up at you his voice shaky and nose bleeding through the napkin.

"I'm real sorry Miss !" He stutters and Scott pats him on the back as patronising as he possibly could.

"Uhm... it's okay!" You politely smile and he bolted straight out the exit. You immediately raise an eyebrow at Scott. He sits down with a grin.

"Baby what have I told you about making people cry!" You pass him his beer and he pats the space next to him on the bench.

You sigh joining him and he avoids the question completely.

"Have I told you how pretty you are?" He grins smoothly sipping his beer and you roll your eyes swatting his arm.

"Yes baby.. many times..." You sip your own drink and he looks over.

"Did he hurt you?" He wraps an arm around you still really concerned.

"No he was just gross and made me a little uncomfortable! Like hello!! I'm married!." You sigh tapping your nails on the table heart still racing.

"Then he deserved it! I know violence isn't the answer. Blah blah you can scold me later! Just let me enjoy my Friday with my wife!" He presses a gentle kiss to your lips.

"Smooth talker!" You shake your head pecking his lips again that familiar warmth returning. He points your cocktail and tilts his head.

"Can I try? I'm curious!" You nod sliding the drink over and he takes a sip looking at you his eyes twinkling. You quickly snap a picture of your oh so scary big muscled husband with the cute cocktail glass.

"You're onto something baby.." He coos sipping his own drink. A few drinks later and you're both tired. He helps you up as always and he slings your handbag over his shoulder before holding his hand out with a grabbing motion. You grab it. His large hand engulfing yours with the biggest grin on his face and leads you away from the bar.

"Now what do you say we go home and watch some terrible shit on the tv... I'm pretty sure we have a bottle of wine?" He swings your arm slightly.

"You know for someone who just made a grown man cry you're a softie aren't you?" You tease him with a gentle laugh and he lets out a dramatic huff.

"God forbid a man's hobby is loving his wife!"

Oh how he treasured you.

I’m in a really bad Scott miller boxer era okay ?? He’s the scariest man on this earth until it comes to his wife

THANK YOU AS ALWAYS