#applejack x reader

When you guys hung around the group it wasn't hard to slip away to spend some quick one on one time. If the group went to a party, One of you would get "lost' in the crowd while the other went to go "look" and find the other. It was a clever plan but they swtiched it up often.

Today was a friday, which meant the gang was going to go help Aj as a group today. You sat in your dorm along with Applejack as you got ready. "I feel like I've learned so much from you!" You said with a cheerful expression. "You really think so?" She said as she tossed her cowboy hat up and down in the air.

"Of course! If it wasn't for you, I may have never learned how to properly wash apples." You said as you zipped up your boots before spinning around in your chair to face your vanity. "Gosh, What are we even planning to do today?" You asked as you cleaned up around the vanity.

"Well, We have to wash some apples. I can handle the apple picking, Don't want you getting hurt like the last time." She said as you gasped and turned to her. "I thought we wouldn't mention that anymore!" You whined out as Applejack laughed louder.

You rolled your eyes as you finished cleaning up. Once you were done, You stood up and went to your perfume stand. Applejack took this as her signal to grab her truck keys. "Do you think people are catching on?" You asked as you sprayed an apple scented perfume on.

"I don't think so." She said as she tapped at her chin before putting her hat on her head. You hummed as you packed the travel size version of the perfume into your purse as you made sure you had everything you would need for the busy day ahead.

The drive to her house wasn't long. Applejack couldn't think about staying away from her grandmother for long so she stayed with her grandmother instead of living on campus. You found it to be sweet she wanted to help granny smith and be around her.

Granny smith adored you as she was always asking when you were planning to stop by. She started to make you extra pies to bring to your dorm, Apple juice, Apple cider, Even Apple slices. She loved giving you anything to do with apples.

You watched as Aj drove with one hand, the other one resting on your thigh as you scrolled through your social media. The sound of a country song played softly on the radio as the sight of the farm came into view. "Are any of them there yet?" She asked as you swapped from instagram to the find my app. Twilight and Rainbow Dash were already there. "Twi and Dash are there." You said as you shut your phone off. Applejack groaned softly.

She gave your thigh a tight squeeze before moving it to the steering wheel. You sighed as you watched as she turned into the farm, Driving up the driveway. You noticed Rainbow dash and Twilight on the porch chatting.

She parked her truck in front of the garage as Twilight lifted her head at the sound. "Hi!" You said as you waited for the truck to come to a full stop before undoing your seatbelt and climbing out the truck.

"Hi guys. It took you a while, Something happen?" Rainbow dash said as she approached you, giving you one of her side hugs. "I just took a little longer to get ready." You said as you twirled your hair around your finger.

"Yeah, Little missy wanted to look all prim and perfect." Applejack called from the truck as she was climbed out. You squinted your eyes before rolling your eyes. "It's okay! Compared to Rarity, I think you took enough time to get ready." Twilight said as she stood up from the porch steps. You smiled as you turned to Aj who adjusted her hat as she approached the three of you.

"So Fluttershy is on the way with Pinkie and Rarity! Took them a little bit longer because they had to get gas but they should be here soon." Twilight said as you nodded. "In the meantime, we should head inside! Granny smith made a fresh batch of Apple juice for us to try." Applejack said.

You slightly jumped as you loved the idea of Granny smiths cold apple juice. You rushed up the porch steps as you heard Applejack laughing behind you. You opened the door as the sound of an old film played in the living room. You could hear old music coming from the kitchen as you stepped inside the house, leaving the door open for the others.

You waltzed right into the kitchen as Granny smith was hunched over the sink washing dishes. "Hi granny!" You said as you approached her. She jumped at the sound of your voice before seeing it was you. "Oh dear! You startled me." She said with a kind smile.

"Im sorry! I didn't mean too." You said as you gave her a smile back. "I was wondering when she was gonna bring you back around." She said as she turned her focus back to the dishes.

"We've both been busy with school and life." You said as you leaned against the counter as she put a fresh clean dish on the dish drainer. "That's good. I'm glad Applejack found a girl like you!" She said as she began to wash out a cup.

When you first met granny smith, She adored you. She loved the way you interacted with the family. How caring you were and how helpful you were also.

You smiled sheepishly as you giggled. "I heard you made apple juice?" You asked as you noticed the tray of seven cups sitting on it. "Yep! Fresh batch." She said as she pointed a soapy hand at the tray on the table. "I'll bring these out to the living room." You said as you went over to the tray. Granny smith thanked you before going back to the dishes.

You balanced it in your hands as you made your way to the living room. The rest of the girls had arrived as Rarity was already complaining about how hot it was outside when she was a couple of weeks ago complaining about the cold.

Fluttershy looked up as she smiled at you. "(Y/n)! It's so nice seeing you." She said as you smiled while moving to place the tray on the coffee table. "It's nice seeing you also fluttershy, How is the pet shop going?" You asked as you sat next to her. Fluttershy had partnered with the university to open a pet shop.

Applejack didn't take her eyes off of you as you chatted with Fluttershy, Rarity joining. She felt like everything around them blurred and slowed down as she watched the way you laughed, The way your lips licked at the candy apple flavored lipgloss you bought a week ago. It was everything that she loved about you.

She kept staring at your lips as she wanted...no...needed a kiss from you. She was starving. She forgot what your lips tasted like. She snapped back as Rainbow dash nudged her. "You're kinda staring there." She whispered as Applejack felt her face warm. "Really? I was thinking about the amount of chores we have to do around the farm." She said as she looked around.

Twilight perked up as she took a sip of apple juice. "We all came here to help with the chores today!" She said while you nodded. "Yeah!" Pinkie pie added. Applejack smiled as she made eye contact with you. You batted your eyelashes at her as she looked you up and down.

You wanted to look away but the way her gaze was glued on you made you never want to look away. "So, What should we start doing?" Rainbow dash said as Applejack snapped her gaze away as she looked around.

"Well uh, We need some apples picked, Some apples washed, we also need someone to help make the apple pie!" She said as she listed off things that needed to be done. "Rarity and Rainbowdash, Can you wash the apples? Fluttershy and Pinkie pie, the two of you can work on the apple pie and Twilight will be with me and (Y/n) picking apples." She instructed as everyone nodded. Rainbow dash gave a fake salute as she went towards the kitchen.

Everyone went to where they were instructed. "Twilight, I need to show (Y/n) Something really quick! Just head out to the back." Aj said while Twilight nodded and made her way. When everyone left, Applejack nodded her head towards the stairs, You knew that meant to go to her room.

You didn't question her as she you got up off the couch and fixed your skirt as you went up the steps quickly. Once you reached the top you went to Ajs room as you pushed open the slightly cracked room. You could hear her boots as she came up after you. You looked around the room as you took it the sight of her much clean room.

Normally when you came over, Her room was slightly messy. You giggled as you heard soft panting as you turned around. You didn't get time to react as you heard the door shut as she pounced on you. You felt her mouth on yours as you moaned slightly. She moved her hands all over your body. She pulled away as she pushed you up against her dresser.

"God, I've been waiting to do this." She panted out as you giggled as you fixed her hat. She stopped your hand as she took it off and placed it on your head. You smiled as you held her face in your hands. "We have to wrap this up soon, I don't want Twi to think we ditched her." You said as Applejack groaned and leaned her head into your neck.

"it's okay baby, When you come over for the night, we can kiss all night." You said while messing with her hair. She huffed as she pulled away from your neck and stared at you.

"M'kay baby." She whispered before pressing a couple of more kisses onto your lips. You giggled as she finally backed up. "Come on! How about this, If you pick the most apples, I'll let you give me a hickey." You sang as she basically dashed out of the room. You giggled as you leaned against the dresser before you noticed her hat was still on your head....your lip gloss was messed up and you probably smelled just like her.

You didn't even care anymore as you smilled, adjusting the hat on your head as you followed after your girlfriend. Whatever happens, happens.

human!applejack who falls for you slowly without realizing it. one day she just goes, "huh… I get real happy when she's around," and suddenly she's in love.

human!applejack who is absolutely an acts of service girlfriend. she fixes your fence, carries heavy stuff for you, bring you extra apples "just 'cause."

human!applejack who calls you "sugarcube," darling," and "sweetheart" without even thinking about it. you'll be blushing and she's just like, "what? that's just how I talk" which is partially true and partially not.

human!applejack who gets flustered when you flirt back even though you're literally dating.

human!applejack who notices If you're tired immediately. "you look worn out, sugarcube. come sit a spell." next thing you know you're dozed off in her jacket.

human!applejack who dates are super simple but perfect with: apple picking, sitting on the barn roof watching sunsets, picnics in sweet apple acres, late night talks in the kitchen.

human!applejack who's protective in the quiet way. she won't start fights, but if someone disrespects you she steps in immediately.

human!applejack who loves when you lean on her physically and emotionally. if you rest your head on her shoulder she gets all soft inside.

human!applejack who takes you to meet the family FAST. big mac already treats you like family, apple bloom thinks you're way more than good enough, and granny smith adores you.

human!applejack who worries she's not "proper" enough for you sometimes, especially if you're from the city or very elegant. you constantly have to reassure her she's perfect just the way she is :(

human!applejack who always kisses you warm and slow. she gives lots of forehead kisses, there's lots of hand holding, and she's always pulling you in by the waist. just big big big on physical touch.

human!applejack who is very, very proud to be your girlfriend. she mentions you in every conversation, whether it's about saving the world or just apples.

"what would sugarcube do against this typa threat..."

"that reminds me, me and my sweetheart were knockin' down the elder trees yesterday.

human!applejack who can only be calmed down by you when she's stressed from work.

human!applejack who blushes hard when you compliment her muscles, strength, work ethic, etc.

unless the task she was doing was going to end with immediate destruction of some sort if left unfinished, applejack has always been the kind who would drop everything for her friends if they asked her to, as expected from the element of loyalty. she’s probably one of the most reliable in town, especially when it comes to manual labor and handiwork, and the craziest is that she loves doing such things just as much as she loves helping others. it isn’t uncommon to see her around ponyville fixing up pipes or hammering in some nails, humming a cheery tune before often refusing any kind of payment because she was just happy to help. that kind of selflessness and hard-working attitude was one of the many reasons why you grew to fall for her, and at that point, you were completely infatuated with her every quality, inside and out. from her trademark honesty to her muscles, she had you completely wrapped around her little finger, and it seemed as if she didn’t have a clue about it.

still, you’re still far too shy to confess your feelings to her. while you were well acquainted, you weren’t one of her best friends with whom she has an unbreakable bond after saving the fate equestria multiple times together. you were just an on-call nurse who her family members call every time she hurts herself, whether it’s a paper cut or a dislocated shoulder, always patching her up, warning her to be more careful next time, and telling her new limitations along with how long it will take for her to fully recover. when you know she was working on a big project in particular, then you’ll show up once every day just to check up on her. she probably finds you more annoying than anything with the way you nag at her, only being nice because you’re kind enough to constantly help her out when needed. that’s just your insecurities talking, though, you know she’s as sweet as apple pie underneath her tough exterior, but you were about to come across a much bigger problem than that.

jealousy isn’t exactly a foreign emotion to you since it comes hand in hand with insecurity, but lately, you’ve been seething in envy because of rainbow dash. she’s always been an object of fixation to you, as creepy as it may sound, and she’s always been the kind who you wished you could become. everything about her is so striking, from her rainbow hair to her magenta eyes, her confident and brash personality, and her ability to do anything she sets her mind to. it seemed as if she had no worries or fears about her character like you did, and most importantly, she was a much better match for applejack in every aspect possible. sure, they frequently butt heads with each other due to stubbornness, but their chemistry is undeniable to anyone with eyes and ears.

they get along so well and have so much in common that you can’t help but wonder if there’s more going on behind the scenes that no one else knows about, other than them. especially this past week or so, they seem inseparable, always seeing rainbow flutter around the blonde while they discuss something that you’ve been itching to know. on the few occasions when you approach them while they’re in conversation, they look all nervous and won’t stop making eye contact with each other, clearly hiding something that they don’t wish to discuss or mention in front of you. 

were they already together and simply keeping it a secret from everyone? if so, they weren’t doing a good job, you already hear others mentioning it when you’re strolling through the town while listening to them idly gossip about new and budding relationships. it always makes your heart sink with the belief that you were already too late, too afraid to seize the hundreds of moments you had to confess your feelings, now losing the one you were madly infatuated with to another. you’re happy for them, of course, they seem wonderful together, but it still stung to think about it.

while you were grieving what could have been and distanced yourself from sweet apple acres for a little bit while you licked your wounds, imagine your surprise when the object of your affections suddenly showed up one evening, knocking on your door and looking partially flustered when you opened it. before you could even open your mouth, she immediately cut you off.

“listen, sugarcube, i know this might seem sudden, but i just can’t keep quiet about it anymore!” she seemed like she was going to explode at any second, like a ticking time bomb, speaking faster than you could fully process with her country accent only growing stronger the more she spoke. “so to sum it all up, i like you, like really like you, and i couldn’t go to bed for another night without letting you know!”

it’s rare to see her so nervous, shuffling her feet against the wooden surface of your porch, waiting for you to answer with what would hopefully be acceptance, but you couldn’t help but stammer out what was on your mind. “wait, really? but… what about rainbow rash?”

she raised an eyebrow in confusion, “what about her? this is about us.”

“well… i thought you two were together?”

“now what made you think that?”

“it’s just that… well, i’ll just be blunt, i thought you two were in a relationship because you haven’t been seen apart by anyone for days! even granny smith thinks the two of you are dating!”

“aw shucks, and you believed them too, didn’t you? i guess that explains why you stopped coming to see me… but rainbow and i aren’t like that! actually…” her tanned complexion became overtaken with blush, barely visible from the light in your house radiating behind you. “she was trying to coach me on how to ask you out, but… we didn’t exactly have the same things in mind.”

“you asked rainbow dash to coach you on how to confess?”

“well, she wasn’t exactly my first option either, but she offered and i was overthinking it…” you wanted to ask her why she would be overthinking something like that, finding it silly that she was shy enough about confessing to you that she got herself a coach, but that would be quite hypocritical of you since you’ve also been overthinking your feelings for her since forever. “so… er… i could give you some time to think about it, if you like, sorry for suddenly jumping on you like a coyote on a rabbit…”

before she could turn around and head back home, you reached out to her and pulled her closer, “don’t be sorry for anything! i just didn’t expect my dreams to come true on a random thursday night, i like you too, a lot more than you think, actually.”

“do you really?”

“oh, you really have no idea, do you?”

she flashed you a dorky smile, “how about you invite me in and tell me all about it?”

oh, you were down bad for her, you could hardly stop smiling while going on and on about your feelings for him, beaming with glee every time she would chuckle and talk about how much she liked you as well in between. she didn’t come back home until the next morning, giving rainbow dash a high-five on her way back and proudly announcing that you were now girlfriends to the rest of her family, all who congratulated her and approved of her new relationship (even granny smith, who was a little confused, but as long as her granddaughter is happy, then she's happy too!).

probably didn't realize she liked you until someone (rarity) told her

"what? no way, i don't like-" and then the "HOLY SHIT I DO LIKE HER!"

she was the last to know

rainbow and rarity have to give her advice on asking you out (rarity's is serious and helpful, dash's is just "ask her out dumbass")

probably asked you out with flowers.

"so uh– i was wondering' if you'd, uh, y'know, wanna go out with me sometime? it's fine if not– y'know what, nevermind its stupi–"

she's so nervous!!!

anyways onto the actual dating hcs

she was the one to say i love you first

you guys were probably taking a walk or something and you were talking and she'll like smile at you really lovingly and go "i love you, y'know"

calls you really cheesy nicknames — sugar, sugar cube, pretty girl, my girl, princess, angel, darlin', missy, sweetheart, sweet pea, honey, etc etc

would take you on the cutest dates!!!

sunsets, picnics, apple picking (duh), late night drives

if u like shopping then she's def the kind of girl who'll hold all your bags

she'll also walk you to all your classes / walk you home

also!!! kind of gf who won't leave u alone in public. like if you guys go out she WILL stay with you at all times cause yk 😕

she's such a sweetheart

will open doors for you and get offended if you try to do ANYTHING yourself

SHE WAS RAISED RIGHT 🗣

can and will give you her clothes to wear. PLEAAASE wear her flannels/shirts around her she will lose her mind

"well, darlin', don't you look nice?" whenever u get dressed up

she either gets flustered really easily or she doesnt

pls imagine her in like. a white tank and jeans and cowboy boots

1 million dead 4923 injured

her voice in the morning >>>>>

it has a little rasp and her accent is like ten times thicker and just ugh

she's jacked btw. apple jacked.

she grew up up a farm like what'd u expect

anyways imagine needing to get smth off a shelf or something and she just comes up behind you and reaches to grab the thing and her arms ohmygod

love languages are definitely acts of service & quality time

CONSTANTLY doing little things for you

holding open the door, getting you flowers every week, randomly cleaning your room when she's at your house, filling up ur drink, ordering for you, etc

such a "my girl" kind of gf

"attagirl" "my girl" "pretty girl" "sweet girl"

randomly gives u compliments

also!! i don't see her as the kind of gf who comments under ur insta posts but she's def the kind who'll post them on her story

she's not a very social media person in general, but any post she does make is probably of you

would def write you a sappy letter on your anniversary/valentines/christmas/new years/your birthday

basically any chance she gets she'll write u a long, sappy letter telling you how much she appreciates you and loves you and yap yap yap

i don't see her as a person who wears much jewelry, but i can definitely see her having a locket with your picture in it, or some kind of matching bracelet

randomly starts yapping about you to the girls

"she's so sweet and i love her an–" "SHUT UP WE GET IT." "dang okay"

they're your biggest fans!!!

pinkie probably made a fan account on insta thats just her posting cute pictures of you guys

rarity helps applejack plan dates and shit

dash playfully flirts with you any chance she gets because she finds it hilarious when aj glares at her

speaking of that, i can't see her being someone who gets jealous super super easily?

like, i can definitely see her sidling up beside you, putting an arm around your waist, and glaring at the person who's flirting with you

"who's this, darlin'?"

she has an rbf so if you're really sunshine-y you guys look ridiculous tg

scary guard dog gf!!!!

such an early riser but if you ask her to stay in bed with you she'll be so dramatic about it (she'll sigh and be like "alright, alright, but just this once" <- its happened multiple times)

apple bloom adores you!!! she'll randomly barge into aj's room to talk to you (aj thinks its cute how much she likes you but she does NOT appreciate her sister's interruption)

100% your biggest supporter

if you do theatre or choir or orchestra, she'll show up to EVERY. SINGLE. PERFORMANCE. you will ever have

if you do sports, trust she'll be at all your games yelling her head off and holding a big ass sign

she's really good at cooking so she'll learn how to make your favorite dishes!!! this also means you guys have cute little dinners at home a lot <3

I lay sprawled across granny’s porch swing, my one hand stretched behind my head as I watch the sun set over the huge orchard in front of me. Somethin’ I never thought I’d be daydreaming’ about a meeting. Like a serious balls to the wall meeting. I usually find the idea of having professional meetings and wearin’ professional clothin’ scary as hell. For what is probably a life changin’ decision that’ll be made in a few hours, sometimes minutes, in a room full of people wearin’ suits or pin skirts or whatever the heck, was always insane to me. People who probably hadn’t had to work a day in their lives. Real work. Not sitting’ at a desk six hours a day and drivin’ in traffic for two hours kinda work. But hard labour. The kind I do on the daily here at Sweet Apple Acres. Pushing’ barrels, mowin’ lawns, herdin’ pigs and sheep and cows and all kinds of shit. Speakin’ of shit, I shovels a lot of it. In fact I was just shovellin’ up some of Winona’s shit thirty minutes ago, before I got hustled into ‘sitting with my thoughts’ before my ‘super profesh get together’. At least that’s how my lady put it while she was helpin’ me button up this get up I have on right now. At first glance you wouldn’t guess it was that bad. Jeans, boots, my cowgirl hat. It has all the staples. Then you look at the mid section. The torso. A white and red, checkered, tight ass button up. It hugs everything. Started hugging my damn belly button when my lady decided it looked better tucked in. I can still move in it at least. Shit doesn’t feel like I’m stuck in a barrel when i try liftin’ my arms. I was able to argue for the sleeveless option. And that’s it. Lord knows I’d get a mouthful of reasons why ‘tight looks chic and baggy looks homeless’. The girl doesn’t seem to know what ‘chic’ means cause she uses it for everything. Food, a random persons posture, a damn pig. What business does a pig have being chic? That’s beyond me. All I know is that she has an interesting way of seein’ shit. Lord, I love that girl. Barely have time to process why then I hear her steps stomping towards the porch door and immediately have my answer. I turn my head towards the door and see her strut towards me and sit herself down right on the edge of Granny’s old pull out I’ve been makin’ myself familiar with since she forced me down on it. “What’s happenin’, sweetheart” I slip my hand under her hooded sweater, well mine, and circle my around her till I’m able to rub little circles at her stomach. “I can’t do this.” She sighs, her stressed out little voice muffled by her hands covering her face. I almost laugh cause I know what this is about. It would dumb as heck if I didn’t considerin’ what we’d been up to in the bedroom for two hours straight- *shit*. My hand clenches around her stomach fat.

“I’m not a jerk,”

“Mhm…”

“And I get that you have to go” she props one of her legs up and under her, her thigh brushin’ the denim of my jeans.

“Mhm.”

“I get how important this meeting is.”

“Right.”

“I mean I researched about it for twenty minutes straight. That’s like, double my attention span” she ends her little rant with the smallest whine in her voice I’ve ever heard.

“Shit.”

“Excuse me” she flicks her head around and faces me fully, her hair, ling as hay, brushin’ against my bare bicep. Gosh willin’, I can’t deal with this.

“I did! I spent ten freaking minutes googling men. My search history is filled with men, jacky! Old men who probably have a kink for sucking on their wives tits.” She yells that last part out. And she don’t  even acknowledge it. She just sits there pissed.

 This girl…

I tilt my head slightly forward, hiding my face underneath my hat at the thought that comes to mind after the little insult she made.

“Your actin’ like I wasn’t doin’ that same shit to you two hours ago.”

There’s somethin’ about voicing what you’ve been avoiding thinking about out loud that cracks all the goddman resolve you have.

A groan leaves my chest around the same time her pretty little mouth clamps shut and her eyes go wide. Just seeing that same face in a different light stirs up a feeling I’ve been trying to avoid for the sake of my meeting. A meeting I won’t be able to physically walk into till I quit thinkin’ about this pretty lady in front of me’s tits gettin’ sucked on. Goddman. I wanna laugh at her face. I almost do. Till I feel a warm pressure around my hips that reminds me of why I’m wearin’ this tight ass shirt.

I didn’t register her not being next to me, my arm squeezin’ around her cause I was too busy trying to manage my feelings for her. The ones from two hours ago when I was making love to the same body that’s decided to prop itself right on me. Her legs, the same ones I had propped up on my shoulders, are restin’ at either side of my hips and she’s lookin’at me like… like she’s about to say shit that’s gonna ruin me. She ain’t’ nervous anymore. Her pretty little mouth is ready to spew out some life ending shit.

“That’s different, Jacky.” Her one of two hands that are gripping my thighs slides up my body and presses against my chest.

“Those are grown ass men. Your my girl. You can suck on anything you want as long as it’s mine.”

 She whispers this shit into my ear. And like a little rat, just when I think she gon’ let me skip the meeting, let me take off this tight ass shirt. Just when my hand is finding its way back underneath her hooded sweater, she slinks off me. Sits her pretty ass back down next to me wearin’ smile sick as sunflowers.

“Like my ass” she says with a shrug, unbothered as hell. Pleased with her dainty little self.

“Baby- “

“No!” She crosses her arms and turns her back to me.

“Honey- “

“Applejack, I’m serious.” She’s pissed.

I only now realise that she came out here upset. And I knew why. She didn’t want me leavin’ her less than an hour after lovin’ on her. Then we turned that shit into a conversation about tit suckin’.

I sit up on my elbow and wrap my other arm around her torso, pullin’ her back into me and kissin’ her cheek senseless. I earn one of those forced away smiles of hers. Where her mouth looks like it’s frownin’ but the rest of her face is just smilin’.

“C’mere” I urge.

 With a loud ass sigh she turns her body so shes facin’ me and throws her arms around my neck. Seeing her sad face, even with the small bits of happiness she still has on it cause of my kisses from before, makes me wanna wrap her up in me and keep her there for the next few hours. I would, usually. If it weren’t for this stupid ass meeting..

“What’s goin’ on?” I already know what wrong.

 She doesn’t want me leavin’ her right now. But she needs to say that shit out herself. Get it out of her system. Express it and stuff. It’s how she works. And ain’t gonna do it unless I urge her. She’s stubborn like that.

“I don’t want you to go.” She mumbles, ashamed. She ain’t even lookin’ at me.

“It’s like,” she shuffles closer to me.

She’s lookin’ at me now.

“I know you have to go cause this meeting is really important. I should know, I spent twenty minutes researching about it.” This girl makes me smile.

“But my body doesn’t get that yet, I guess. Like, my mind is thinking logically and it’s like ‘Jacky needs to go to this meeting that’s probs gonna guarantee her family’s business success for the next millennia or something’” I’m smilin’ again.

“But my body, like, physically hurts not being with you after giving itself to you the way it just did. Like it still needs you.” She goes quiet for a few seconds before rollin’ her pretty eyes and sighing.

“Not like that though. Not like, it needs you to dry hump on. More like it needs your comfort….and warmth and stuff.” She blushes saying that.

 Gets all shy and hides her face.

“I understand what your sayin’, baby.” My thumb traces circles on her hip, my hand tightening around her torso.

I get that feelin’. It’s the feelin’ I’ve was tryin’ to avoid by starring at the stupid orchard. But just seein’ her triggered it back up. I tell myself to forget about the meetin’. To unbutton this tight ass shirt a few, grab her and hold her till tomorrows sunrise.

“No.” That’s what stops me.

Her scary ass tone that has managed to say that word five different ways to me since I met her.

“Your still going to the meeting and your still wearing this shirt and your still leaving. You have to. It’s important. Don’t forget that.” With her finger  poking at my chest, her eyes all big and serious, she reminds me of why there’s a meetin’ in the first place.

Reminds me that there’s more then just her in this world to care about.

“Yes ma’am” Somethin’ I’ve realised I’ve lost since this girl came into my life is the weight of my family’s success crushin’ my chest.

Shes always just override that instinct I used to have. The instinct to take care of her the way she deserves has been the thing weighin’ on me. Or rather it’s been somethin’ for me to look forward to everyday. Even when I’m with her I never stop thinkin’ about the next time I get to make her happy. If she hadn’t just reminded me of how important this meetin’ is we’d be back upstairs and she’d be in my arms.

Sha pulls me out of my thinkin’ by wrappin’ her arms around my neck in a hug, whining into my shoulder once. It takes a minute for me to process everythin’. The smell of her hair suddenly right under my nose, her breathe brushin’ my neck. Then I snap out of it and hug her into me, my hand cuppin’ her head, my arm still around her torso.

“It ain’t gonna be for that long, pretty. I promise” I say into her hair, rubbin’ at her head softly.

“Yeah, I know.” She still sounds so sad. It’s like, cause I can’t see her face anymore she feels like she can be more openly upset.

Be as sad as she feels. Have a frown on her face instead of a forced smile she always puts up for me so I don’t feel bad or som shit like that.

“Baby.” I cup the sides of her torso in my hands and try pullin’ her off me so I can see her proper.

She doesn’t budge. I just chuckle and kiss the side of her head, hugging her tighter to me.

“Baby, let me see your face” I say softly into her ear.

She lays her head on my shoulder different so her face is no longer shoved into it and I can see her proper. And shes so sad. Even has her lips in that slight frown n’ pout she gets when she can’t help but be sad.

“There’s nothin’ I can do right now that’ll make you feel better about all this. But you need to know that just cause I’m gonna be gone for a little while don’t mean you’ve lost me. You probably own more of me than I do at this point.” I tease her.

“That’s not true.” She groans.

 “Your hoardin’ three of my jerseys that I can count, have a box full of my hats n scarves, two pairs of my boots are tucked away somewhere in your closet-“

“Yeah okay, whatever. Just cause I have a bunch of your clothes doesn’t mean I’m not aloud to miss you.”

“I’m not sayin’ that. I’m sayin’ you have enough of my crap to tide you over till I get back. Then I’m all yours” I hold her chin in between my fingers and kiss her cheek, restin’ my forehead against her head when I pull away.

“I know.” She mumbles, tryin’ to hide her smile.

“Then what’re you bein’ so damn dramatic for?” I tease.

“I’m not dramatic. I just feel very deeply.” She corrects me.

Lookin’ at her now, she ain’t sad anymore. Noticed the shift a second ago when I called her dramatic. It’s like the girl gets off on me remindin’ her of how big of a personality she has. Somethin’ I love about her.

“Yeah you do.” I say as she lures me into kissin’ her.

I deep her down into the space next to me, earnin’ one of her throaty laughs that I feel vibrate through my body even when she pulls away from me. I let her up and help her stand with her hand in mine, probably with some sort of reincarnation of hearts in my eyes, as she stands up in between my legs. She turns, takes my face in her hands and leans down to kiss me proper, with her thumbs rubbin’ at the sides of my face, her little smirk as our lips press together. I even feel the bop of her hip that she does when she’s all happy.i already feel myself missin’ this girl and I haven’t even stopped touchin’ her yet.

“Bye, baby. You’ll be great.” I feel her words linger against my lips as she dips her head to kiss my cheek.

I know that when she pulls away fully she’ll be gone and I won’t get to see her till later tonight. So I keep my grip on her hips tight. I don’t let go. I shamelessly stare at this beautiful lady in front of me and miss her even when she’s right under my finger tips.

“Jacky, let go”

“No”

“Baby”

“Wait”

“Applejack” she laughs, tryin’ to pry me off her as I start hugging her body to me, my head pressin’ against her stomach.

“You have the nerve to pull this shit when you were just telling me about how I have parts of you with me.” I grumbles into my hair, her fingers tanglin’ in my air as she plays with it.

“Yeah but that’s different.” My hand slides lower down her back, right over her ass.

And I squeeze the shit out of it.

“I don’t have any part of you with me” she would’ve smacked the shit outta me if I hadn’t said that.

Instead she looks down at me and smiles, trying not to let my hand on her ass get to her. She leans forward and presses her lips to mine, hard, wastin’ no time n’ swirlin’ her tongue ‘round till I feel my head get clouded with just her. Her smell, her taste, her damn hands still in my hair, the feel of her ass still in my hand. Makes me squeeze that shit even harder.

“You need to go, baby. Come on” she says softly, pulling away from me fully now till only our hands are still touching.

“All right” I let the feelin’ I get when she just stares into my eyes like shes doin’ now, overshadow the pang I feel in my chest as I stand up.

I pull her to me, my arms wrappin’ around her, huggin’ her to me.

“See you soon” I say into her hair.

“Who’s being dramatic now.” She says into my chest.

I just snort and kiss her head just for her to push me away towards the stairs off the porch.

“Here.” She tugs her bracelet off and shoves it in my hand.

“That’s your piece of me” she lifts her shoulder, proud.

“Thank you, sweetheart” I try and pull her back to me but she backs away and points to the damn porch stairs.

“Leave.” This girl.

I realise she isn’t gonna let up till I hall my ass to the truck so instead of kissin’ the shit outta her, I take her hand in mine, kiss it and go off.