Chlo

Frank had come a long way since rehab, a long long way. Adapting to the hospital and the shifts. A new attending, the lingering ache of his addiction. Him and abby got a divorce. , of course he sees his kids on a regular basis. But it didn't make it any easier. Tanner and penny were everything to him. And then there was you.  Sure ! You had been in his life for a while , a really long while. But when he started dating you a few months after the divorce part of him felt sick. Guilty. Guilty for moving on so fast like he didn't deserve it.

Nonetheless you were great. Supportive. Never judged him, great with his kids. You were all he needed.

He had the most sickeningly bad shift ever. Code blues. A kid passing away, a code hula hoop, the lingering pain of Robby being on his sabbatical and not being able to reach out to apologise for letting the one man down who believed in him more than anything. All he could think about was you.

Now let's get to you.

Right now you ended up at Frank's house after Abby messaged you about babysitting Tanner and Penny, she was going out and really needed someone. It wasn't that she didn't like you. Heck she liked you! It was more of the fact it was hard to watch Frank move on. Even if she was the one who wanted the divorce it was bound to hurt.

You dropped a simple message to Frank explaining the whole situation to him.

~ hi baby!! Abby had to go out , your parents weren't home so I'm looking after them at your place, hope that's okay<3 not sure when you'll see this!! See you soon doc !!

It was really no trouble looking after his kids. Tanner was four. Penny was three and they were the most polite kids in the world. Spoiled in the most deserved way possible. They spent most of the afternoon doodling you and dinosaurs. Fed homemade cheesy pasta and chicken and asleep before seven. When the door tore open around eight and you looked over your shoulder and watched him slouch as he walks in. His eyes catch yours and his posture fixes.

"Baby... what are you doing here...?" He looked confused but beyond glad to see you. You turned around to look at him. His blue foggy eyes filled sorrow and exhaustion. Wearing a soft blue jumper and his jeans.

"Oh! Abby called , uhm she wanted to go out last minute and your parents are out of town, hers weren't replying so .. she gave me a key! I did message you but I know how busy things can get!" You smile softly at him and he tilts his head.

"I... appreciate that.. where are they ?" He looks at you so lovingly despite the clear exhaustion.

"Oh! I made them dinner , made sure to make something that didn't have peanuts in !! Oh! And they're upstairs asleep so you can just unfold ..." As soon as it comes out of your mouth he dives into your arms hugging you so tightly and lifting you off the ground slightly, he's kissing the top of your head inhaling your scent to ground him. It's a tight suffocating hug.

"You're a fucking star baby... but you know they're not allergic to anything right?" He rubs your back gently now burying his head into the crook of your neck.

"I know... just wanted to be extra careful" You admit kissing his cheek. He pulls back shuddering almost as he places you down. Like you were the answer absolutely everything.

He cupped your face and kissed you so deeply. Pouring everything he had into it. A kiss that made your toes curl. When you pulled away and looked at him his eyes were filled with tears. Lip trembling and you had no idea what to do or say.

"There's some food leftover if you want something.... You okay?... you wanna walk about the shift?" You offered holding his face this time and he shakes his head.

"Just need you. Upstairs. In my bed okay?" He shudders again. But you hesitate. You knew exactly what he wanted. And sure you could give him it on a silver platter,  Not in this state.

"Frankie ... that's really not a good idea baby... I can't do that for you.." You sighed not wanting to take advantage of him. But he's frantic. Desperate.

"Baby... please.. it's all I want. It's what I need.." He was begging you. You take a deep shaky breath before nodding. That was it. He was grabbing your hand and leading you up the stairs.

"Go wait in our room okay?"

Our. Oh my god. You weren't really moved in. Nowhere near that. But something about the way that he said "our" did something to you.

You nod sitting on the bed waiting for him sat against the headboard.

Meanwhile he's checking on Tanner and Penny. Kissing the tops of their heads with a soft "daddy loves you... don't forget that!" He had to check they were okay.  Especially after the loss he witnessed today. He just had to see that his kids were safe and sound.

When he comes into the room his eyes are on you within an instant. Taking his shoes off and crawling on the bed towards you. He slowly pulls your legs so you're laying down and leans down kissing you deeper than before. His tongue lashing against yours almost whimpering. His hands on your face desperately anchoring himself. The taste of coffee and mint lingers. His scent carrying the lingering smell of the hospital. But you pulled away.

"Frank ..baby are you sure..?" You ask him again and he's nodding desperately. He needs you. He needs to fuck you. "Please... I'm fine. Just let me have you... stop the sound a little while!" His eyes fill up with tears again. Oh how it broke you to see your Frankie like this.

"Whatever you need baby, but we talk after" That's all it took for him to kiss you desperately again. Soft whimpers spilling from his mouth and dragging the kisses down your neck and undoing your shirt. Soft gasps from you and he's exactly where he needs to be. Tearing your bra off and grasping at your breast.

"Oh you're beautiful baby... so beautiful" he almost sobbed at the sheer sight of you.

You were gasping desperately, every single one of his kisses. Every single touch burning you like a miracle.

He's sliding your jeans off and dragging your thong down your soft legs. "Spread your legs for me baby.. please sweetheart" He asks you and you gasp slowly spreading your legs and he's looking at your glistening pussy jaw slack groaning like he'd been cured.

He's pressing kissing along your thighs. Nipping biting. Before he's finally face to face with your aching pussy. He's shuddering before he drags his tongue along your aching folds groaning loudly. One look at you. A small sob and he's diving at your pussy like a starved man throwing your legs over his shoulder.

A loud wail from you as he sucks at your throbbing clit like his life depends on it. Soft little desperate sobs as he's taking everything he can. His fingers digging into your thighs and you thrash squealing.

"M'sorry... need more baby.." he whimpers pushing down on your stomach so you can't move and then opening his hand for you to hold. And of course you took it.

Because that was the type of man Frank Langdon was. The man who holds your hand while he's feasting on your pussy. He's dragging his tongue in and out of your hole other hand stroking your thigh. He's being messy. Slobbering all over your sweet little pussy. Slurping at it  like his life depends on it , your free hand is yanking at his hair pulling him closer.

"Fuck baby..." He's gasping more speeding up his pace making you squeal and pull at his hair more harshly.

His fingers let go of your thigh and slowly start fucking your pussy at the same time he's sucking on your clit working in rapid tandem.

"FRANK!" You squeal loudly and he's squeezing your hand letting you know it's okay while moving his fingers faster and slurping more at your clit and your orgasm comes crashing down, the tingling sensation causing your back to arch.

He laps every single drop up before lifting his head up to look at you. Tears still forming in his eyes and he kisses you slowly. Letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

"Can I fuck you honey.... Please? I promise that's all." He whimpers against your lips, his hard dick threatening to rip out of his jeans. You nod desperately and he's un buttoning his jeans and tearing his shirt off leaning down once more to kiss you.

His hand leans down to stroke his dick before lining it at your soaked entrance.

"Look at me sweet baby...big breath for me" He coos as he pushes in and whimpers eyes rolling back. Your whimper spills out and he buries himself as deep as he possibly can.

"I Fucking love you!" He groans slowly rocking his hips thrusting in and out of your tight wet pussy. Your gummy walls strangling his dick and he's hooked.

His words made your heart thud.

"I love you Frankie... so much" You kiss him softly. He immediately returns the kiss tears rolling down his face as he fucks you faster. Rutting his hips into you and holding onto your waist digging his nails in.

"Oh baby you're perfect. Thank you for this. Thank you for letting me. Just keep your eyes on me okay? So I know I'm home" you moan at his words keeping your eyes on him. That makes more tears spill and he's rutting into you desperately. The sound of your wetness filling the room as his skin slapping against yours.

"My beautiful girl.. still with me?" He brushes some hair out of your face his thrusts deepening and you squeak and nod at him moaning softly.

"I'm perfect Frank. Take everything you need baby.." you say so softly and again. His lips are back on yours. Like he's addicted to kissing you. He's addicted to YOU. His thrusts grow sloppy lashing his tongue with yours as he whimpers gently into your mouth.

"Can I cum in you.... Please? Please... I'll get plan b... god whatever. Please just .." He whimpers. Even though he knew you would look fucking incredible swollen and pregnant. He couldn't do that to you right now.

You nod again and he ruts into you chasing his high. The sensation builds the pressure in your stomach and your pussy clenched his dick brutally as you cum hard. He groans loudly pulsing his cum inside you. He's pressing kisses all over your face while he fills your pussy to the brim.

Your eyes were rolled back all the way gasping. He collapses on top of you for just a moment before grabbing something to clean you up with being extra gentle.  Then you're all dressed up in his baggy jumper and you raise an eyebrow.

"Come on Frank. You said you'd talk to me baby.." you coo at him and open your arms. He takes a deep breath pulling on his boxers. He crawls into your arms and you brush his hair letting him talk.  Soft sobs spilled from him. 

"Today was a lot. We. Lost a kid... same age as Tanner.  And it really. Really fucking hit me and and ..there was a code blue. Dr Al-Hashimi is insane. I really. Hate to say it. But i miss Robby. To hell with his sabbatical . I just. Want him to forgive me. It was a shit day. And I just wanted it to be over and come home to you!" He sobs into your chest and you continue to play with his hair.

“I’m sorry about the loss baby.. I promise you it’s not your fault. Tanner and Penny are so safe. They have a good dad. A good support system, and you don’t owe Robby anything, you don’t need his forgiveness just yet. You worked hard to go into rehab as it is. I’m proud of you. I love you!”

He somehow sobbed even harder at your words. Holding onto you a little longer and looking up at you.

“I don’t think you understand, for so long life stopped feeling like home again… but with you. I’m home. I really do love you … okay? I’ll do better for you and for Tanner and Penny!”

He kisses you softly once more and you look at him pulling away.

“You’re doing more than enough Frank.” And he melts into your arms letting himself float into a deep sleep. Safe. Home. With you.

HIIII I’ve been wanting to work on this for a while. Especially for my hg!! So I hope this was everything you needed!!

For Scott life was dull. Grey. Quite literally his entire life thus far was in black and white. It was the way of the world. If you haven't met your soulmate. You weren't seeing in colour anytime soon. So he tried. He hooked up with so many girls. Nothing. Spent so much money on girls to get them to love him. Nothing. If anything it felt like his life turned more gray and it made him feel grey . Like a colourless void. Because that's what he was. He had stopped looking. Soulmates are bullshit.

His friends tried for weeks on end. To convince him to be patient but nothing. Nothing they could say or do would change his mind.

Right now he was on the road with Javi to help out at a town where a tornado hit. He knew him and his uncle were gonna benefit off the land. It's sick. Twisted. And he knows it too.

But he takes a look around at the damage. Houses destroyed.  Bricks and mortar in piles. For once it actually pains him more than usual.

Meanwhile you were under a pile of rubble and your leg was aching painfully. A small gash on your forehead and you whimpered painfully.

"HELP!" You screeched and you could hear someone say "Scott! There's someone over there!" Followed by rapid footsteps and things being thrown to get to you. 

Then you saw him. A guy in a cap with a polo shirt. Looked like a complete fucking asshole and he carefully takes the shrapnel off your leg revealing s huge bruise and another wound, he kneels in front of you clicking his fingers.

"Hey hey look at me.. you're okay! How many fingers am I holding up ?" He holds up two fingers checking you're not concussed and you look at him. Something in your heart tingles. But you clear your throat and speak up. "Two!!" You huff softly and he nods looking over at his friend.

"JAVI! bring me the first aid kit!" He looks back at you again and tilts his this time. His friend brings over the first aid kit.

"It's just temporary for now, ambulance is gonna be here and they'll take care of everything okay?" You nod at him heart still pounding and he carefully dabs at the wound on your head making you hiss painfully and he clicks his tongue at you.

"Sorry kid... nasty gash... keep lookin at me you're okay!" But when you look at this time. A small jolt of colour appears. You shriek and jolt backwards. His eyes widen. Like he's seen the exact same thing and he clears his throat chewing his gum and you close your eyes again.

You open them and the colour is gone.

"Easy... easy.. you're safe!" He puts a temporary dressing on your head and does the same for your leg. But he doesn't look at you.

The ambulance arrives and he offers you a hand to help you stand, when you take it he wraps an arm around your waist supporting you the entire way as you walk to the ambulance. Maybe you never saw colour at all. Maybe you're really shaken up. The colour was gone for him too. He was blaming it all on the pressure. The shit he's seen today. Soulmates do NOT exist.

When you settled in the back of the ambulance he looks at you almost squinting like he was trying to bring something back. "Take care okay?" He nods at you and chews his gum obnoxiously and you nod.

"Thank you...!" You smile and he nods patting the paramedic on back. "Take care of her!" He walked away and everything went a darker grey.

The paramedics checked you over again just to be sure you weren't concussed. When they were happy that you weren't they still took you to hospital to get the gash on your head stitched and clean up your leg. They put a support around the knee and told you to keep the dressings on your head dry.

You were discharged and sent away , but with nowhere to stay and the heartbreak of losing practically everything there was nothing else to do but go to a nearby bar.

When the doors open and you stumble in. The guy from before was at the bar. So you walk over carefully and tap him on the shoulder.

He turns around and looks down at you. He raises an eyebrow at you but grins almost.

"Good to see you kid. You had a lucky escape. How you feeling?" He sips his beer and looks at the bartender "let her get whatever I'll cover it!" You rapidly shake your head.

"No no!  You don't have to do that! And... I'm good... thank you..: minus not having a house and well..." You gesture to the dressing on your head and leg and he shakes his head.

"Yeah... that's rough kid.. but at least you're alive. Please I insist let me get anything you want!" He takes a sip of his beer and looks at you.

"Okay... well thank you Uhm..?? I never really caught your name before." You look at him again and it's like something inside you is trying to tell you something.

"Scott. Scott miller! And you?"  He grins , you tell him your name and something in his eyes twinkles. He shakes your hand , his larger hand engulfing yours and it happens all over again. The flickering of colours and he quickly pulls back like it had burned him. He helped you get your drink and be clears his throat looking away.

"Thank you... for before really... Uhm.. " you started again and puts his hand up. "It's not a big deal... all part of the job!" He gently pats your back and walks off. He thought he was going stir crazy.

"Dude what is going on you've been weird all day?" Javi raises an eyebrow at Scott and he just sighs pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I keep seeing flickers of colour man..." Javis grinning from ear to ear over this information.

"Oh my god. It's that girl from before!! Dude go talk to her are you fucking crazy??" Javi shoves him and Scott rolls his eyes.

"No! I'm not doing this shit man! It's all bullshit !" He finishes his beer but Javi gives him a look that isn't backing down.

So Scott made his way back over to you and you look up at him and smile again. "Oh hey! If it isn't my hero!" You beam at him and he shrugs. There was something about him being so close that sent shivers down your spine. His scent causing a soft rainy spearmint smell to linger.

"Look.. kid have you got anywhere to stay tonight?... family ? Friends?" He asks already reaching into his pocket to get the business card he always carries on him for his uncle. Come on Scott. Profit profit profit. Uncle needs profit. Benefit off the grieving.

And then he stops and looks at you. Colours flickering all over again.

"No.. I'll try get in contact with someone .. I'll be fine.. I'm a big girl!" You beam and he shakes his head almost grinning, his dimples on show.

"Big girl or not. You've had a pretty fucked up day ... look, i accidentally booked a motel with two beds... if you wanna stay with me you can?" He raises an eyebrow at you and you look at him.

"Okay I really appreciate that... but how do I know you're not a creep or trying to kill me?" You snort at him and he rolls his eyes at you.

"Why would I go through the effort to help you this morning to kill you?you already almost got a concussion once!"He chuckled deeply nursing his beer , you erupt into giggles and the flickering gets stronger, flickering from colour to black and white.

"I supposed that's true ,.. thank you I'd really appreciate it!" You looked at him so gratefully. After a few drinks he walks with you to the motel staying close in case you need a little extra support.

He unlocks the motel door, it's nothing fancy but nothing trashy. It looks really comfy. And honestly ? You'd sleep on the floor right now you were so exhausted.

"Can I get you something to wear?" He asks putting the motel keys on the side table and you shake your head hugging yourself, almost trying to get an ounce of comfort.

"No! I'll sleep in this..." you smile referring to your shorts and soft blouse. Again he raises an eyebrow going over to his bag and pulling out a zip up jacket.

"It gets cold ..." You sigh taking it off him and pulling it around you beaming at him more. "You're really kind.. I can't thank you enough. The jacket smelled like him. It felt like a warm hug.

"I'm pretty sure everyone else would disagree , but thank you.. I'm gonna get a shower. Shout if you need anything!" He nods at you his eyes locked on yours before walking away.

When he returns in a white shirt and some joggers he nods at you.

"Goodnight.." A soft smile from your face and you nod "Goodnight Scott."

And you waited. And waited. Until you thought he was asleep , then everything you've been holding in all day comes crashing down. Soft whimpers and sobs spilling from your lips. Everything was gone.

Scott was not asleep. He was listening to you cry. He would be lying if he said it didn't break his heart. It was strange. He knew nothing about you. And yet his soul felt connected to you.

So he slowly got out of his bed in the dark room and moved onto your bed his voice softer than he would ever talk to anyone else.

"Come here kid." He coos opening his arms for you and you sniffle turning around and burying yourself in his arms.

"Let it all out. You don't have to a big girl right now. You've been through a lot for one person.." Hes being so careful of you making sure he doesn't bump your leg or your head. All while rubbing your back and muttering the sweetest things.

"I think you're so brave" He coos. You listen to his heart racing and when you fall asleep, he pulls you so you're laying on his chest. Something felt different. Eventually he falls asleep too. Exactly where he's supposed to be.

The next morning you woke up to the sun beaming though the gap in the red curtains. The walls a soft green , sheets a cream colour. And then it clicked that the colours were sticking. You look down. The dark grey jacket Scott gave you. His arms around you. His pale skin holding onto you protecting you.

"Oh fuck!" You spat out and Scott jolts awake. And he looks around the room and then at you and everything stops. When you look at him. His eyes are the prettiest tone of turquoise blue ever. His lips a rosey pink. His hair filled with black tones.

“You have the prettiest eyes …” you gasp just above a whisper. So quiet that he almost doesn’t hear it. But he does. He’s taking in every single one of your features , appreciating them for the first time. Appreciating that he can see colour now.

And instead of responding. He slowly cups your face and leans in and kisses you. A long kiss filled with everything he’s been waiting for. His warm lips moving against yours in perfect harmony. He hardly knew you. BUT THIS WAS FATE. Your hands tangled in his black hair. When he finally pulled away. It’s like he’s looking at you for the first time. Looks deeply into your eyes. He knew for once he didn’t wanna jump straight in bed. He wanted to cherish the beauty he had in front of him. Take his time with finally living.

“I think I have a new favourite colour”

SO. UHM. PART TWO WITH SMUT???😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

This was kinda new !!! I’ve never really written a soulmate AU before so thank you for this request (you know who you are you beautiful soul)

You were out with Jess and Maisie having the time of your life, it was nice to just be out sometimes. But of course you were still constantly messaging Scott. Just giving him updates. Something you liked to do! He never told you to. It was what you did!!

~ hi baby!! Just checking in !! Miss you lots are you okay???

~ babe. You don't need to keep checking in on me !! You're supposed to be having fun! I am perfectly fine reading storm data:)

~ I miss you!!!!

~ I miss you! Now go away!! Before I block you 🙄🙄🙄🙄( kidding I love you)

You shake your head putting your phone down standing by Jess and she smiles at you. "Are you messaging your boyfriend again??" She shakes her head at you in a loving scolding way.

"No... I was just... checking if he's okay!" You beam and Maisie snorts sipping her drink. You roll your eyes and you're about to pay for another drink when a guy comes over.

"Hey pretty th-"

"I have a boyfriend" you were fast with it paying for your drink and Maisie and Jess snort.

"Okay? I don't see him anywhere?" He grins , he stunk of beer and sweat.

You hold up your phone showing him your lockscreen of you and Scott and point. "Boyfriend. Now you see" you scoff sipping your drink.

"Okayyyy!! What about these lovely girls... they want a taste of me!" Maisie and Jess shake their heads , Jess pulling you away from the creep and scoffs. "Honey I wouldn't touch you with a six foot pole!" You all moved away to a table in the corner enjoying your drinks and everything is fine. Until he comes over again.

"Come on girls let me buy you a drink!! You're hot!!" He slurs and the bartender comes over.

"Is this guy bothering you ladies ?" He asks nicely and you shake your head.

"No it's okay.. we're gonna head out ! Thank you though!" You and the girls gathered your bags moving onto the next bar and all is well. You were getting tipsy with your favourite girls.

Until the guy returns.

"Hey sexy!" He grins getting close to you and your heart thuds. You weren't exactly sober. But you knew exactly what was going on.

"Dude. I literally told you I have a boyfriend!" You roll your eyes sipping on your drink. He ignores you placing his hand on your waist as you screech stepping backwards.

"Oh come on baby... I could look after you and your friends."  That was it for you. You just had to give your friends a look and you were all hiding in the bathroom.

"Look... girl maybe we should call it a night anyway?" Maisie asks and you nod pulling your phone out calling Scott. He answers on the first ring knowing damn well you don't call unless something is wrong.

"Hey hey baby what's wrong?" He says already concerned and you take a deep shaky breath and you tap your feet anxiously your head fuzzy from the alcohol.

"There's a really creepy guy that's been hitting on me and the girls and and I kept telling him I have a boyfriend and he followed us  to that bar by the cinema and-" you started rambling and hiccuping at the same time.

"I'm on my way. Just. Stay hidden baby and I'll let you know when I'm there. I'll take you home and drop the girls off too okay? I love you!" He coos and you can already hear him grabbing his keys.

"I love you see you soon" you sigh hanging up and you look at Maisie and jess.

"He's gonna come pick us up!" You smile softly and they grin thankfully.

"Oh he's a good guy girl. You got lucky with him!" Jess beams and you nod.

Your phone pinged a few minutes later.

~ outside baby.

You and the girls made your way outside and immediately throw yourself into his arms. He's wearing a jersey. Some jeans and his signature cap smelling of his usual cologne and home. He's shushing you gently rubbing your back and also letting the girls in the back of his car.

The guy from before stumbles  out and throws his hands in the air frustrated and even more drunk.

"Babyyyy where are you going?" He whines and Scott kisses your temple. His eyes glinting with danger.

"Get in the car baby okay?" You don't even hesitate getting in the car. He's over at the guy within seconds.

"Do you have a death wish?? My girlfriend should be able to enjoy a night out with her friends without ugly lowlives like you hitting on her and her friends! Because I know for a fact she told you she has a boyfriend. Didn't she??" He snaps shoving the guy back.

"Yes! But but.. I -" Scott cuts him off.

"No. No buts. Stay the fuck away from women dude. I mean it or I swear to fucking god I’ll make your life hell!" The guy drunkenly runs off and Scott gets back in the car .

"You okay baby?" He's placing his hand on your thigh and you nod looking at him so lovingly. He looks in the back checking on your friends. "You girls okay? He asks. He knew your friends were important to you. That meant they're  important to him, that definitely included getting them home safe.

"We're good thank you Scott!" Jess beams and Maisie nods. “Yeah! Thank you for coming to get us!”

Scott shakes his head. “It’s literally no bother girls!”

He dropped off your friends off wishing them both a good night and turns to you.

“Baby are you sure you’re okay? I’m really sorry that douche made you feel like that ! “ his hand is on your thigh rubbing soothing circles and again you nod looking at him lovingly.

“Im better now. Thanks for coming… I wouldn’t shut up about you if that matters ?” You look at him still slightly tipsy and he grins letting out a low chuckle.

Scott refused to let you pay for anything. It's all about the ego for him, he likes being the man who can provide for his girl. Whenever he sees the transaction come through it feeds his ego more.

He's proud of how much money he makes and he's even prouder when he's using it on you. He pays for almost everything despite you telling him not to. It pisses him off that you don’t understand how much he has.

Tonight was no different, you had the most beautiful dinner at a really expensive restaurant and when the bill came you pulled out your card and he glared at you like you physically offended him and scoffs yanking your card out of your hand and putting it in his pocket and pulls out his own card handing it to the waiter.

"Put a $50 tip on it! Thank you!" The waiter walks off and he glares at you.

"Baby what the fuck are you playing at? You know I pay ... it's gonna look bad if I don't. Don't wanna make me look broke do you? Im a man!”

"No baby! I just wanted to pay! You always pay and I wanted to be fair and pay!!" You frown and he reaches out to grab your hands rubbing his thumb over your skin.

"Kid.. that's my job.. it's my job to provide while you sit pretty and spend my money.. I can afford it!" He shoots you his usual charming smile and you huff.

"I can afford it too! I do have money you know!" You scoff playfully at him and flutter your eyes at him and he shakes his head waggling his finger at you.

“And I have more , more than I know what to do with. Save your money for something important! Just let me take care of my girl.” He eventually takes his card back and you both leave the restaurant.

When you do you walk past a store and spot the prettiest handbag ever and you squeal turning to Scott.

“Can you pass me my card baby?” You beam at him and he nods passing you a card. You ran inside grabbing it and tapping the card on the card machine actually really happy you’ve bought yourself something.

Until you realise Scott gave you his card. The fucking prick. You went outside and raise an eyebrow.

“Baby you said I could pay for something!” You sigh and he shrugs. “Yeah. You did! Using my card!” He’s grinning even wider and you frown but shake your head and kiss his cheek.

“Thank you baby.. i appreciate it.”

Birthdays were very hit or miss. You always got excited for them!! Scott always made sure to make it a special day for you. As someone with not so many friends he wanted you to feel the most loved ever. In a way it made you hate your birthday less.

And luckily for you!! It was your birthday today!! It just felt like it was going to be a really good day.

You rapidly check your phone to see if anyone had messaged you. You could hear Scott in the kitchen.

The only notification was from your parents , Kate and Javi and a bank transaction for Spotify. But then you look at your wallpaper. A beautiful photo of you wearing Scott's cap backwards , his arms around you and kissing your cheek, your favourite photo. So you ran into the apartment kitchen eagerly bouncing. But you looked around. No cards. No decorations. Nothing.

He let out a chuckle , the scent of his coffee filling your nose and he ruffles your hair. "What's got you so excited little bunny huh?" He shakes his head and you raise an eyebrow.

"Doo.... You know what today is?" You grin at him and he sips his coffee.

"Uhhh.. international girlfriend day?" He grins proud of his answer and your bouncing halts slightly. Had he really forgot??

"Noo.... Try again!!" You beam adorably at him and he looks at his watch and back at you. Your heart was racing. "International ... chocolate day... I don't know baby it's a Tuesday, just another day right?" He pinches the bridge of his nose slightly frustrated .That was it. Your heart sunk. You understood more than anyone that he was under a lot of stress with storm chasing. You really couldn't be mad at him for forgetting. Oh how it hurt though.

"Yeah... just another day! I'm just in a good mood!" You lie straight to his face and he leans down and kisses you so softly. So tenderly

"I gotta get to work. Don't stress me out like that. Thought I missed something important. Have a good day okay baby?" He rubs your head and sighs. "I love you!" Your heart was aching so hard. It was like the whole world has forgotten about your day apart from your parents and two of his coworkers.

"I love you!" You weakly smile hearing that door shut. Maybe he was just playing a prank! Maybe he was all a big joke and he was going to surprise you later.  You look back at your phone. The photo of you and Scott taunting you now , still no messages. No wishes.

Your eyes tear up. You weren't really being dramatic. Well. Sort of. Maybe a little.

But you had everyone that you knew pinned in your calendar, staying up late for their birthday to be the first to wish them a happy birthday. Why didn't you get the same back. Even once. Now the one person who actually remembered your birthday. Had forgotten.

As sad as it was you spent a good while just staring at your phone waiting for a message, so when one did come through you rapidly grabbed your phone with excitement. Until your heart sank.

~ hey baby , was gonna ask the team if they wanted to go to the bar later. Wanna let off some steam if that's okay? ❤️🍺

You should've said no. Oh you should've told him to come home because it's your birthday. But you knew how stressed he was recently. The data. The paperwork. It was all building up and he deserved a break. As sick as it was. Part of you wanted him to realise it was your birthday rather than telling him. A few tears rolled down your face as you hit send.

~ sure baby!! Have a good time love you lots! You don't have to ask!! 🫶❤️🥰

~ I know!! But thank you! I love you. I'll try not to be too late😎

You turned your phone off pinching the bridge of your nose a few more sobs feeling pathetic for being upset over a day. So you decided to go for a long nap to sleep most of the day off. The silence was deafening and agonisingly lonely.

Meanwhile Scott goes over to Javi and Kate with a grin on his face looking excited "you guys wanna hit a couple of bars?" He crosses his arms and Javi raises an eyebrow, Kate shoots him a look.

"Uhh... shouldn't you be hanging with your girl after work?" Kate asks a little confused.

Scott's confused now and shrugs "she said she doesn't mind?" What the fuck was going on?

"Your girlfriend said she doesn't mind you hanging out at a bar instead of hanging out with her on her birthday?" Javi shakes his head slightly and Scott's heart dropped.  Maybe he heard wrong. It wasn't your birthday. Was it?? He wouldn’t forget something so important.

"The fuck are you on about? It's not her birthday! her birthday is Thursday next week!" Scott was defensive. There was no way he forgot his girls day.

Javi shakes his head. "No...it's her birthday today... next Thursday is when we get the new equipment!"

Oh fuck. He had actually forgotten your birthday because he fucked the dates up. He had watched you bounce around all excited this morning. And he had shut you down telling you today was just another day.

"Somebody's in the dog house!" Kate says in a sing song tone and Scott's already running to his van, he had your presents hidden in the back for weeks along with the paper. But he never got around to wrapping them. Oh he was so fucked. How could he do this to you? You were alone on your birthday.

He clumsily wrapped them as fast as he could trying to make it look as best as possible. Then he dives into the front seat driving to the store to get you a huge cake, flowers and a bunch of silly things. His heart was pounding and he felt physically and literally sick.

When he got home the house was quiet. Too quiet even for his liking. He quickly set up the pretty pink cake with pretty candles and a silly sparkler and went into the bedroom to see you fast asleep, face stained with tears. Oh how it broke his heart. But he was about to change that.

You jolted awake to the sound of a party horn being tooted loudly and you scream sitting up. You see Scott with a cake in his hand , party horn in mouth and a party hat. It caused a tiny giggle to slip from your lips. He looked like a fucking idiot. But you were still so hurt. He could tell.

He slowly walks towards you with the cake kneeling down by the bed for you to blow out the candles. So you wipe your eyes sniffling still and blow out the candles and he blows the horn again making another giggle rip. He places the cake on the side table for now and sits by you on the bed taking the horn out of his mouth and cupping your face.

“Baby… I am so sorry I forgot. I got my dates jumbled up and I’ve ruined your whole day.. I’m so fucking sorry” He runs his thumbs across your face gently wiping away the last of your tears. His blue eyes filled with pain and regret.

“Scott. It’s okay , I know work is stressing you out. It’s just another day.. it’s fine!” You tried to reassure him but somehow that broke him even more.

“You take that back! It is not just a day, it is YOUR day. My girls special day and she deserves to be treated like a princess. You stay right here okay?” He gets up and walks towards the living room and comes back with a few clumsily wrapped presents. A bouquet and … a tiara??

“First of all let me…” He puts the tiara on your head mighty proud of himself and grins making you giggle.

“There she is! Keep that smile!” He grins passing you the flowers and you look at the pretty pink arrangement inhaling the floral scent and lean over to kiss his cheek.

“Thank you baby!” You beam and he takes them back setting them aside so he can put them in a vase later for you. And then came the clumsily wrapped presents. The effort was adorable. You knew he was in a rush.

“Did you wrap these in the dark or something?” You tease him and he flips you off. “Hey! Fuck you I was panicking okay!” He grins at you and you gasp.

“You cannot swear at the birthday girl!” And he puts his hands up.

“My esteem apologies your highness!! Now open!!”

The first one was a pink rabbit plush. It just made sense. That’s how he saw you. The second one was expensive skincare he knew you liked, some really cute boots, extremely fluffy socks and the last one? You open the wrapping paper and open the box.

Inside a beautiful silver necklace with an “S” symbol. Tears filled your eyes all over again your bottom lip wobbling.

“Oh Scott.. it’s beautiful thank you.. thank you for everything!” You sniffled and he’s quick to wipe your tears away again.

“No more crying on your birthday! Here let me put it on you!” He coos putting the silver chain around you letting the S dangle before cupping your face and kissing you softly pouring all of his love into it.

“Happy birthday sweet girl..I hope I fixed everything..” You nod at him feeling like the world’s most loved girl.

“Good! Now I’m gonna go put these in a vase , get us a fork each and we can eat cake in bed!” He ruffles your hair and adjusts the tiara again. He hums grabbing the cake and the flowers. He puts the flowers in a pretty vase and cuts a huge slab of cake returning with two forks sitting by you and pulling you close to him.

“Dinner is served!” He snorts scooping some up on to the fork and hovering it over to your mouth. You take a big bite , the chocolate and vanilla coating your tongue in seconds and you hum softly. “Heathy nutritious dinner! I love it! Thank you!” You smiled at him scooping some up onto a fork for him and he happily accepts it groaning at the taste.

“Cake in bed with a pretty girl! It does not get better than this!” He kisses your cheek and you lean over grabbing the party horn and blow it in his face and he snorts.

“That’s the spirit ! Happy birthday baby… I’ll take you out tomorrow I promise!” He gives you more cake and you beam feeling a lot better than you did before. When you’ve both finally finished eating he pulls you into his arms kissing you softly and rubbing your back. The kiss is soft. Sweet and full of apologies.

“So … what did you wish for?” He grins curious still rubbing your back. You rapidly shake your head at him your heart filled with warmth and you kiss his cheek.

“Can’t tell you. It won’t come true if I tell you. Duh!” You stick your tongue out at him like it’s the most obvious thing in the entire world.

“And how am I supposed to make it come true if you don’t tell me huh?” He retorts smoothly with a shit eating grin. He was willing to do anything your precious little heart desires.

He quickly passed you a birthday card he was supposed to give you with the gifts and you open it up, on the front is a really dumb picture of a cat with a party hat on with a stupid speech bubble that says “have a cat-tastic day!” You snort out laughing and shake your head at him.

Inside was a sweet little message.

“Happy birthday sweetie , thank you for dealing with my grumpy ass , never stop being your sweet little self. I love you. Even when you cry over cat videos. (Especially then) - always yours , Scott

“It’s such a stupid fucking card isn’t it? Cat tastic ? That’s terrible” he scoffs kissing the top of your head. And you nod. “Literally awful.. but I love it!” You beam and he rolls his eyes. “Of course you do, I could’ve drawn a stickman and you’d treasure it forever”

Hiii!!! A little angsty fluff!! As a late birthday post :)) thank you for reading:))