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18+ Justin Gaethje x Reader - thinking about roomate justin.. (inspired from the grudge house gaethje video >ᴗ<)

roommate!justin who's never really looked twice at you when you first moved in due to trouble with your rent. He's a professional fighter, always coming home late from training, too buried in his own shit to notice the roommate who pays rent on time and keeps the fridge stocked.

roommate!justin who comes home one night with a shadowy bloom on his shirt, insisting he's fine even as the cut on his ribs continued to stain him with wet crimson. You force him onto the couch anyway, hands shaking as you press gauze to his side, and for the first time he's wondering if you were always this pretty.

roommate!justin who bites his cheek and tells you it's alright, because he doesn't want to see you fret about something so little. But you don't listen. You clean him up and his eyes linger on the way you bite your lip when you're focused, your fingers gentle over old scars and fresh bruises.

roommate!justin who starts leaving you portions of whatever he cooks at 3am - chili con carne, clumsily wrapped burritos, crispy chicken tacos, he always gets creative since cooking is pretty much a downtime for him, with sticky notes in his messy handwriting that say "eat, don't wait up." He tells himself it's just practical, but he catches himself looking for the leftovers the next day to see if you'd actually had eaten them.

roomate!justin who now always walks around the apartment shirtless, the waistband of his sweats hanging low enough to show the subtle v of his hips and an heavy outline whenever he stretches, pretending he doesn't notice the way your eyes linger. He does. He definitely notices.

roommate!justin who teaches you some techniques in the living room after you asked jokingly one night, his hands firm on your waist, his body pressed close everytime he corrects your stance. There's tension and it's visibly building until suddenly you end up pinned on your back over the arm of the couch, his hips pressing in between your legs, both of you breathing hard for reasons that have quite literally nothing to do with training.

roommate!Justin who finally breaks after a brutal training session a few nights later. The built-up tension comes to a boiling point when he backs you against the kitchen counter still sweaty, kissing you messily like a starved man. Like he's wanted this since that night you took care of him. He lifts you onto the counter, pulls your shorts down and pushes into you with a deep, desperate groan, giving you a moment to adjust before thrusting harder. "Been thinking about this for weeks," he murmers against your neck, fucking into you with raw need and ache, until you're moaning into his neck, and until your nails leave a violent mess across his back.

roommate!Justin who pretends it didn't happen the next morning out of embarrassment but still makes your coffee exactly how you like it and avoids eye contact until you grab his chin and kiss him. That's when the dam breaks for a second time, and he turns into the most annoying, possessive roommate. He gets jealous when your dates text you, waiting on the couch for you to get home, and every touch becomes deliberate, every glance lingering a second too long - until sharing a bed becomes just another habit neither of you ever questions.

roomate!Justin who wakes you up on lazy mornings with his head between your legs, tongue buried in you, sucking your clit and fingering you open until you're grinding desperately against his face. Then he slides into you while you're still fluttering, fucking you slow and lazy, hips rolling deep while he mutters how perfect you feel wrapped around him, warm and wet and... his.