Sugardoll

Fezco x reader

Summary: Fez takes reader to one of the highschool parties and doesn’t like how Nate treats her

(Recreating Fez and Nate fight scene)

Tw! Cheating and forgiveness

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The mob of teenagers concerned you a bit, considering you didn’t know how long you would have to stay and you did not like that kind of parties that Fezco went to in order to sell.

“Do we really have to do this” you whine placing your hand on Fez’s shoulder from the back seat.

“Sorry baby, I got to make some more money for mouse, and since he know where I live now i can’t have you home alone anymore” he says looking at you sympathetically through the driver mirror.

You nod before opening the door mentally preparing yourself to be in a house filled with drunk teenagers for god know how long.

You Fed and ash all headed inside, once you make it in ash tapped on Fezco nodding towards the backyard before taking his leave.

“Come on, ma” Fez said placing his hand on your back guiding you to a couch that a passed out drunk kid was resting on.

He tapped the guys back trying do wake him before eventually just pushing him off the cushion.

“Here ma, come sit with me” he said as he sat on the couch.

“Won’t that be bad for business” you mumble, usually in these situations Fezco would kick you out, saying he didn’t want you involved in his work.

“I don’t care. Sit” he said pulling out a blunt and lighting it.

“Ok baby.” You say with a small smile.

After a while of sitting with fez, him only doing a few deals you start to feel like need to let loose, unwind a little.

“I’m going to get a drink babe.”

“Ok” he said counting his bills so far.

You walk up to the kitchen where red solo cups were littered about and multiple alcohol bottles surrounding them. You reach for your usually, pink Whitney, and pour it into a cup, then tossing it back and going for a 2nd cup.

You walk back to find that in the small amount of time, Fesco had a friend with him. A girl had joined him on the couch. Too close for your liking.

You stand there as the two seem to laugh in a way you’ve never seen fez laugh before.

You start leaning in the wall watching the interaction between your boyfriend and this random girl.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but it seemed the longer they interact the more infuriated you got. After about three minutes of watching you turn heading back to the kitchen.

You reach the counter looking for anything to take away the dull ache in your chest. You find halfway full bottle of vodka, taking it by the neck of the bottle and chugging the whole thing.

You take note of the tall presence next to you for grabbing another random bottle of alcohol and chugging in.

“Jesus Christ what are you trying to blackout or something” He mutters as you lower the bottle, locking eyes with him.

The music thumps around you as you think of your options, have a conversation with Fez, or make him jealous just like you are now. 

You go for the latter.

You reach out for this tall guy’s neck, hooking him in kissing him messily. He pulls back cursing turning to look at someone before turning back in leaning in with the same energy.

He grips onto your ass as he pulls you in closer.

The guy was pulled back and to your confusion you hear a glass bottle shattering.

You open your eyes Fez is on top of the guy repeatedly punching his face. There’s blood all over them and screams coming from around us, but your eyes are locked on Fezco.

Should I stop him?

After a moment of frozen there watching fez eventually some guy pulls Fezco off of the guy and he stand meeting your eyes.

“Get in the fuckin car.” Fezco says while you’re frozen there on the counter.

“Im not playing. Car. Now.” He says grabbing your arm and pulling you off of of the counter.

Maybe it was a circumstance, but it had seemed like you sobered the hell up.

As you followed Fezco to the car looking at his bloody knuckles, tears slide down your cheeks as your throat and chest feels tight.

Just realize what you had done. You had kissed a man other than Fez. You betrayed him, but even though you did, fez still open the car door for you and let you slide into his car.

There’s no sobbing, or hyperventilating while you sit in the back seat and cry. You just let the tears fall, knowing you don’t even deserve to cry right now.

Fez was mad. But he knew you were drunk and knew you loved him. So he brought you home, letting your drunk ass lay on the couch and sob, he even rubbed your back as you apologized.

You woke up with a pounding head ache, you looked around seeing that the sun wasn’t up yet and you were laying on the couch in Fesco’s living room.

A wave of nausea ran though you motivating you to sit up and walk to the bathroom.

Your knees sunk to the cold tile and your head hung over the porcelain toilet bowl as your throat tightened and you gagged up what was left in your stomach.

You stay seated on the floor, your body being too weak to bring you back to the couch.

Fez heard you the whole time. He heard your heavy footsteps and you’re gagging and then the flush of the toilet but he never heard you get up and go back to the couch and that concern him.

After a few minutes he stands up going to the restroom down the hall stopping at the doorway.

“Come on baby, up.” He says reaching for your under arms lifting you up.

“Fez I don’t know what ima do without you.” You say sniffling a little sounding still intoxicated because of the slurs in your words.

“Look you not losin me ever ma, so calm down and come to bed.”

He takes you to his bed and pulls back the covers letting you get in. The sound of rustling sheets fill the room on fez’s side as he gets into bed besides you.

Soon the only movement or sound is you and him breathing.

“Why’d you do it ma.” Fez soon breaks the silence with a question you knew would come but didn’t want to answer.

“I was drunk. And I saw you with the girl and I just… felt like you were replacing me.”

“Lexi? Nah ma, you my girl, my one and only” for some reason that makes you cry harder, knowing that you could’ve ruined your whole relationship for some dumb insecure reason.

“I love you fez” you say feeling like he won’t say it back due to your actions and quietly accepting that while you close your eyes.

“I love you so much more ma, and I forgive you.” He says softly as he brushed your hair away from your face, then kissing you goodnight.

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I feel like this is ass but ima post it anyway

Fezco x reader

Summary: you love to drag Fezco with you to go shopping aka fez sugar daddies you

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“Baby, please come with me” you say throwing you back against the floral couch as you take a seat.

“I told you ma, me and ash got work to do” he said as him and ash counted bills on the table.

You huff while crossing your arms.

“I’m sorry baby, maybe next time. Here take my card.” He says pulling out his wallet and then his credit card.

“What’s the point of buying things with your money if I can’t show you”

“You can show me when you get home”

“But who will tell me I look good and what I should get”

“Bring Jules with you, or Maddie” he says his attention on the money instead of you.

“Ash tell your brother to take me shopping”

“Yo take her out so she can shut the hell up” Ash huffs, rolling his eyes.

With a smack of his lips fez gets out of his chair mumbling “let me go piss”

“Yay thank you Fezzy” you say knowing he hates the nickname, while running up and kissing his cheek.

“I told you not to call me that, ma” he grumbles leaning into your smooch.

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You walk through the mall, you and Fez’s feet walking in sync on the shiny tile. The smell of pretzels and the sound of chatter surrounding you.

That was not a man of many words, that why yall fit so nicely. you were ok with the silence, you liked the comfort it brought you.

The view into a Steve maden store is what made you stop in your tracks.

Fez followed your gaze “baby more shoes?” He says with a chuckle in his tone.

“Well a girl can never have enough shoes” this was always your excuse when a shoe box made its way to his front door.

“Ugh and those red boots are just to die for.” you say grabbing his arm.

Ye push him down on the bench near the boot section in the store, before picking up a sleek burgundy knee high crocodile skin boot.

“Ugh this would go great with my black dress”

“Which one” states simply.

“The one with the low back maybe… or the off the shoulder one.” You saying more to yourself than to answer his question.

“Can I help you” an employee comes around facing Fez.

“Oh yes can I get these on a size eight” there’s a beat where the employees eyes are still on fez which causes you to take more notice.

When she finally looks to you she nods with a tight smile.

“Baby come over here” you say while your eyes following the girl heading to the back.

“Hmm where”

“I want to look at these heels” you say walking across the store to the side with the little heels.

Now this section was Fez’s favorite, it shows how he was now looking and picking up the shoes instead of just mumbling yes’s and ok’s.

He picks up a this pointed heel with a large satin bow on the back “ma, I like these” he says handing them to you before taking a seat.

“Oh baby these are cute, ugh I love having a boyfriend with good taste.” You say while still browsing the heels.

The girl comes around with a bright smile unbeknownst you , stopping infront of Fez.

“Here you go sir” she says handing him the box with your shoes in them, also grabbing your attention.

“Excuse me those are mine. So you can hang them to me. He’s not going to where red boots, trust me.” You say with distaste in your voice for this employee clearly disrespecting you.

“And while you’re here, can you go ahead and bring me these two shoes in a size 8” you say holding up Fez’s pick in one hand the yours in another.

You picked a short Mary Jane type shoe, white with black polka dots and strap across the top.

“Ok sure” she says turning away to the back.

“Ugh she’s so rude

Huh how”

“ what do you mean how she’s flirting with you right infront of me.”

“Nah ma, she just being nice. customer service and shit” he says brushing you off.

“She literally ignored me twice and handed you my boots.” Fez doesn’t follow with anything.

“How many girls do you let flirt with you fez.”

“None baby.”

“ no cause obviously you can’t tell when someone’s flirting with you.”

“Baby your overreacting-“

“Overth- No you know what just forget about it. I’m going to the car don’t even bother with my shoes.”you say storming off out of the store, leading Fazal to rethink his interaction with the employee.

After a moment the girl comes back with all three boxes “is that gonna be all for you” she smiles sweetly, and maybe it was your words, but he seems to notice her batting eyelashes and her puffed out chest.

“Nah just that. For my girl” he says hoping to paint her a picture.

without missing a beat, she places her hand on Fezco’s upper arm saying, “Ok you can follow me”

“Yo don’t touch me. I have a girl.”

“Oh well I don’t see her.”

“You just helped her get her shoes- you know what gimmie another lady to check me out” he says discomfort clear in his face.

“O-oh ok” he stutters looking down, taken aback by his rejection.

The new girl comes up, greeting Fezzo and start scanning the shoes. “Who was that other chick”

“Oh that was Lexi.”

“Ok I wanna leave a complaint about Lexi. She’s too handsy.” He says simply pulling out his card.

“Ok. I’ll let the manager know” she nods taking his card.

Once the transaction is over, Fezco makes his way to the car thinking of his apology to make towards you.

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Fez opened the car door putting the bag into your side as you whole body is leaned away from him and towards the passenger window.

“Listen baby-“ he starts before you interrupt him

“It’s fine.” Your voice is shaky and there a nasally sound that makes it seem like your nose has been running.

“We’re you crying”

“No Fezco, just drive” you say somehow leaning more into the passenger window than he thought it was possible.

“Look at me ma,” he says grabbing your chin to turn you towards him. His hands engulfing your face.

“You were right, there was no niceness from her. I should’ve known sooner and told her to back off. I’m sorry my love, will you forgive me”

“I knew it. You say simply before turning away. Fez gives you a moment before turning his car on knowing the only thing you need right now is space.

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Fezco pulls into his driveway stopping the car but not moving to get out.

“Please say something, ma” he says with a sigh

You take a breath before starting, “I forgive you. And I don’t blame you for not knowing”you say simply as the car sits in the driveway.

“Ok baby I’m glad” he says putting his hand on your knee.

“Now let’s get inside so you can try on your new shoes” he says leaning in and kissing your forehead. You give a small smile grabbing the bags and heading inside.