Requested: Yes! ‘Person A had an abusive ex that they were with before Person B. Person A accidently breaks something (Vase, Figurine, Ect.) while Person B isn’t mad, Person A starts crying and whispers “Please don’t hurt me.” (Them breaking something would have resulted in abuse.) Person B gently wraps their arms around Person A and tells them in a gentle voice that they would never hurt A, and that B promises to keep A safe at all costs.’ with Brian O’Conner??? Thank you :)
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“Babe?” Brian called through your apartment, as he shut the door.
“In here!” You called, as you attempted to shove a pile of clothes on the top shelf of your closet.
The sound of Brian's chuckle announced his presence. “Need some help?”
“Please.” You spoke, defeat overwhelming you.
Placing a hand on your waist, while the other moved to support the pile of clothes, he gently pushed you out of the way.
Leaning against the door frame, you watched with admiration at Brian as he took over placing your clothes high up.
Your mind quickly switching to the dark side reminding you of your past. Shaking in fear, you moved to sit on the edge of your bed. Letting out a heavy sigh, as you tried to rid your mind of these thoughts.
In your previous relationship, he had been abusive in all ways. If he had to help he would make you pay. If you had broken something, you would pay. Seeking help from a therapist after the breakup, they had informed you that there would be instances like these.
Closing your eyes you began breathing in through your nose, you exhaled through your mouth.
“Hey,” Brian spoke in a soft tone. His hands gently caressing your thighs. “It’s okay, you’re okay.” He muttered as he rested his forehead against yours. “I love you, we’re okay.”
Tearing began escaping your eyes as you listened to his soothing words. “I’m sorry.” You sobbed.
Catching your tears with his thumbs, he placed gentle kisses along your face.
“No baby.” He breathed. “There’s nothing to be sorry for.”
Nodding your head, you allowed silence to fall between you. Once you were ready, you opened your eyes. Greeting Y/E/C was a pair of ice blue ones.
“Let’s get something to eat, yeah?” He questioned his expression etched with one of concern.
“Please.” You croaked.
Exiting the bedroom, he allowed you to be alone to gain composure. Once you felt that you were ready, you made your way to the kitchen. Rounding one of you walked straight into one of your end tables that housed a vase.
The sound of shattering glass coursed through the air.
“Babe!” Brian yelled, rounding the corner, immediately halting his movements, gazing between you and the vase.
When he gazed at you, you stood frozen in place like a deer in headlights. Something snapped in your head, before you profusely started apologizing, dropping to your knees. Rapidly, you attempted to grasp pieces of shattered glass.
“Babe?” Brian questioned in disbelief. “Babe!”
Dropping to his knees, he quickly made his way beside you. Grasping your wrist he halted your moments.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it!” You spoke as your voice began quivering. “Please don’t hurt me!” You shrieked.
Brian gazed at you with a slacked jaw. Quickly, he took the pieces of the vase from your hand as he wrapped his arms around you. He placed kisses on the top of your head as you began sobbing.
“Babe, I’m not mad. It’s not your fault.” Brian spoke in a calming tone. “You’re okay. Nothing’s going to happen to you while I’m around.” He rubbed his hand up and down your back.
After some time passed, you pulled away from Brian but staying close enough to keep his grasp around you. “I’m sorry.”
“You are really brave you know that?” Brian spoke, tears filling his eyes.
Your jaw falling slightly, as you gazed at the man before you.
Pulling you gently towards him, he placed his lips on yours in a sweet kiss.
“I will never hurt you. You’re safe with me.” He whispered as you tucked yourself under his chin and in his lap.
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Warning: Mentions of violence, drugs, street racing, blood.
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Summary: Being Dom's best friend you were always there to get him out of trouble. Things become complicated after Letty's death, and the threat of Braga looming. (Based on FastFour)
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"Hello?"
"It's Dom-"
"I'll be right there."
Once the phone call ended, you raced around your room grabbing any article of clothing that could fit in your duffle bag. Sighing, you knew something big had to be going on if you were getting a call about Dom. He always tried to keep you out of whatever job he was doing, often claiming his world wasn't for you.
Growing up, you befriended Letty. She was quick to become your best friend. Letty was the one to introduce you to your love of cars. It was something that you were both able to bond over while allowing you to spend a lot of time together. After a while, she introduced you to her guy friend Dominic. From that moment on, the three of you were inseparable.
Dom was quick to take on the father role in your life. He had insisted that you go to college since the rest of them didn't. He didn't want you to end up in their world and wanted you to make something of yourself. After months of discussion, you decided to go to college. It was only a few hour drive away from home. Dom had rarely called you when he was in trouble as he didn't want you to get distracted from your studies. Whenever you were home for the summer's Letty and Dom, taught you all about street racing.
Shaking your head you cleared your mind from the memories as you continued scurrying around your room. Grabbing your black leather jacket, you threw on a crop top before lacing up your boots.
Making your way to your apartment door, you gazed around as the thought of not knowing when you were coming back, crossed your mind. Living in your apartment had never been your home. You always considered wherever you were with the crew to be your home.
Shutting the door, you bounded down the stairwell, before you crossed the threshold to the parking garage. Opening your car door, you tossed your duffle bag inside, before climbing in. Your car was a black Dodge Charger that Dom had gotten you as a going-away present.
Pressing the gas with one foot, you kept your other on the brake. The sound of your engine bounced off the cement walls. Your heart began pumping faster, as a giddy feeling bubbled up. It had been a while since you were able to drive as you had with the crew.
---
In no time, you pulled into the crew's hangout. Making your way to the area where everyone was, you could hear the familiar voice of Roman echoed off the walls.
As you walked through the threshold, everyone's eyes moved to you. Grinning you looked at your friends.
"Hey, guys."
"Y/N!" Tej exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement. Rushing towards you, he wrapped his arms firmly around your waist, before lifting you off the ground as he twirled around.
The sound of your giggles filled the air.
"I've missed you, Y/N." He spoke placing you back on your feet. Pulling away he kept his hands on your waist.
"I've missed you too, T." You grinned.
"Let the poor girl go, Tej." Roman's voice rang through your ears.
Giggling you turned toward his voice.
"Don't worry, I missed you too." You giggled, throwing your arms around his shoulders before pulling him into a tight hug.
"Nice to see you, Pipsqueak."
You groaned before rolling your eyes.
"Oh, this is Brian," Tej spoke from behind you, gesturing to the dirty blond in front of you. His piercing blue eyes were the first thing you noticed.
"Brian this is Y/N." He introduced.
"So you're the Y/N, I've heard so much about." His husky voice whirled in your ears, as he extended his hand.
"And you're the FBI street racer, I've heard about." You sassed, ignoring his hand before you made your way towards Mia.
As you walked past Brian, you didn't miss the frustrated sigh that passed his lips.
Once you were caught up on what had happened, you were overwhelmed with sadness. Letty had taken on a motherly role for you, she was someone you trusted with your life, someone you could go to with anything.
"I'm sorry." You quickly excused yourself, as your vision became blurred by tears that were threatening to fall.
Rushing out, you had barely made it before a sob raked through your body. A pair of firm hands gripped your shoulder turning you around. You were face to face with the new crew member, Brian. At that moment you didn't care. Propelling yourself into him, you cried into his shoulder, as he wrapped his firm arms around your waist. One of his hands began moving up and down your back in an attempt to soothe you.
"It'll be okay." He muttered in your ear.
"How can you say that?" You asked not bothering to remove yourself from the crook of his neck.
"Because he has you." He spoke softly. "With you by his side, he can overcome anything."
As you let his words sink in, fireworks erupted in your stomach.
---
After that moment, you and Brian had grown closer than you expected. While you were becoming closer, you were developing feelings for the cop.
"It's someone named Braga," Dom spoke, his voice hollow.
Flinching you nodded. Dom had planned to win a street race for a chance to speak with Braga. A new drug lord was in town. With each passing day of Letty's death, Dom became someone you didn't know.
Sighing, you often confided in Brian about your feelings causing you to spend more and more time with him. He was quickly becoming someone you trusted.
"I have to go with him." You spoke standing up from the couch.
"Y/N, it's too dangerous," Brian spoke quickly standing, his voice filled with concern.
Whirling around, you turned to face him. Fury coursing through your body.
"Don't tell me it's too dangerous." You spat. "Would you tell the guys that?"
Brian sighed before frowning.
"Exactly." You shook your head.
"I just... I just don't want you to get hurt."
You raised an eyebrow at him. "Again, I ask, would you tell one of the guys that?"
He frowned in response.
"Exactly." You huffed crossing your arms over your chest. "Why are you so against me doing this? I'll be with Dom."
"I care about you!" He exclaimed as his voice was full of frustration. "Dom, isn't really, Dom at the moment." He ran a hand along his face.
---
"This is the hangout. Braga is around here somewhere." The man spoke as he lead the small group of people out of the elevator.
Darting your eyes around the room, you attempted to search for Dom or Brian. Both of them were here after the street race, neither expected you would show up.
A sigh of relief fell from your lips as you spotted them both at the bar.
"I'll take a beer." You muttered to the bartender.
Making your way to the opposite end of the bar, you took a seat beside Brian. Immediately both men's eyes fell upon you.
"Y/N." Dom hissed. "What do you think you're doing?" He moved promptly to the other side of you, so you were boxed in between them.
You shrugged before taking a swig of your beer. "The same thing you guys are."
"Do you have any idea-"
"You think I'd let my best friends do something stupid without me?" You questioned with a raised eyebrow.
You didn't miss the blush that made it's way to Brian's cheeks.
Dom scoffed. "Don't be stupid. Go home."
"No." You spoke in a firm voice.
It was Dom's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"It's not up for discussion," Dom spoke.
"Exactly." You challenged not breaking eye-contact.
Dom let out a frustrated huff. "Whatever."
---
Braga had decided to allow you and Brian to do the job along with Dom. As you sat in your cars inside the semi-truck, you couldn't help but feel uneasy. Glancing around the truck, you felt an intense pair of eyes on you. Dom was staring back at you. His expression was unreadable.
The small team that Braga had assembled, was driving through country roads in Mexico. Once the team had gotten the items, you were driving through the desert to the board that separated the United States and Mexico. Everyone was ordered to stay information while driving. It was pitch black out when they had decided to make the move.
Gisele's voice began becoming frantic as the team was spotted on the border patrol's camera's. It quickly became a race against time. Your heart began beating rapidly at the realization that you might get caught, knowing deep down that you were transporting drugs for Braga.
Once the team pulled into the small area in the mountains, everyone got out of their cars. In a matter of minutes, one of the minions for Braga had pulled a gun out threatening to shoot Dom.
Dom started his car on fire, causing the rest of the cars to start on fire.
The small explosion making everyone fly to the ground. You hit the ground with a muffled thud. As you were flung to the ground, you hit your head causing a small amount of blood to trickle down your face.
"Y/N!" Dom and Brian yelled in unison as they frantically searched for you.
Groaning, you pushed off the ground, before standing up. "I'm here."
Dom rushed towards you, pulling you in for a bone-crushing hug. One of his hands cradled your head, as he placed a gentle kissed on your head.
"I'm sorry, kid." He muttered into your hair.
Brian was quick to pull you in for an unexpected hug. His hug caught you off guard as fireworks erupted in your stomach. Nuzzling his shoulder you inhaled his sent, as comfort and security washed over you allowing you to close your eyes.
Pulling away from his slightly, you gazed upwards at him taking in his ocean eyes. Brian leaned in slightly as if testing the waters. Leaning up towards him, your lips collided. The kiss was short and sweet.
Gasping slightly, you jumped away from him as you realize Dom was around.
"Dom-" You turned to face him.
"So my two best friends, huh?"
A grin made it's way to your lips as you felt heat rise in your cheeks. Turning to face Brian, he was mirroring your expression. Dom threw his arms around your shoulders before he pulled you both away from the firey scene.
Requested: Yes! // Person A not being able to see their family for Christmas so Person B invites A to visit B’s family. Bonus: Person B’s family assumes they are dating even when they're not but they end up dating at the end. fluff with Brian O’Conner please!!
Christmas Masterlist
Sitting on the couch, you listened as the rest of the crew talked about going to their hometowns for Christmas. Sighing, your hometown was being hit by a major snowstorm which meant you wouldn’t be able to visit them this year.
The overwhelming feeling of sadness washed over you. As everyone was chatting about their plans, you quietly snuck away to the kitchen. A frustrated huff fell past your lips, as you took a swig of your beer while leaning against the kitchen counter.
“I’ve been thinking.” Brian’s voice spoke as he passed the threshold into the kitchen before he made his way to the fridge getting a beer.
You raised an eyebrow in response.
“Why don’t you come and spend Christmas with my family and me?” He attempted to be nonchalant.
Since joining the crew, you and Brian had become closer than you were with any of the others. He was someone you always counted on, someone you practically spent all your time with.
Choking on your drink you stared at him with confusion. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Yeah, it’ll be fun!” He spoke. “We can go see the Christmas light decorations....”
“I don’t want to intrude.”
Brian scoffed while rolling his eyes. “Pack your bag, we’ll leave tonight.”
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Once you arrived at Brian’s mom’s house, you couldn’t help the feeling of sticking out like a sore thumb. You hadn’t met anyone of the crew’s parents before, which made you more nervous.
As you exited the car, Brian picked up on your nervousness.
“Hey, don’t be nervous.” He spoke his voice filled with concern.
You scoffed, before rolling your eyes. “Geez, thanks, I’m cured.”
“My mom’s gonna love you.”
“How can you be sure?” You questioned your voice wavering.
Brian moved to stand in front of you. Placing a comforting hand on your forearm, he gave you a gentle squeeze.
“I...”
As you stood in front of him, you became hyper-aware of his ice-blue eyes boring into you. His dirty blond hair becoming more prominent in the porch light that illuminated the night. Becoming aware of how close you were standing, you began to lean into him, Brian quickly mirroring your movements.
“Brian!” The front door swung open revealing Brian’s mom. “You’re here!”
Both of you jumped away from each other as his mom and dad bounded down the porch steps.
“It’s been too long, son.” Brian’s dad spoke clasping a hand on his shoulder in an attempted greeting.
“You must be, Y/N. We’ve heard so much about you!” Brian's mom exclaimed as she pulled you in for a tight hug. Your body immediately tensing underneath the sudden contact.
“Come, you two must be exhausted.”
Nodding your head, you followed Brian’s mom into her house. As you walked in, you were greeted by a group of eyes from practically everyone in his family.
Gulping, you could feel the palms of your hands becoming sweaty.
“Don’t worry.” Brian’s comforting voice whispered in your ear. “They’re gonna love you.”
“Follow me to your room.”
“Room?” You questioned Brian as panic began bubbling inside. “As in singular?”
Brian shared your concerned expression as his gaze was brought back to his mom, opening the door to your shared room.
“Goodnight, you too.”
“Goodnight.” You both simultaneously responded.
Clearing your throat, you looked around the room noticing there was only one bed.
“I’ll take the floor,” Brian spoke as he placed the bags down.
“Don’t be ridiculous.” You rolled your eyes, “I’m gonna change.”
Once you changed, you crawled into one side of the bed making yourself comfortable.
“Are you sure you’re comfortable sharing?” Brian questioned as he stood hesitantly on the open side of the bed.
You hummed while teetering on the edge of consciousness. Brian crawled into the bed practically laying on the edge.
The warmth of the blankets and the warmth radiating off of Brian was enough to push you into dreamland.
---
Waking up, you groaned quietly. Reaching up, you rubbed your eyes as you began coming out of the daze of sleep. Confusion etched along your features as your head was laying on something firm rather than fluffy. Gazing down, you realized you were sleeping with your head on Brian’s chest, while his arm was wound tightly around your waist.
Your subtle movements were enough to wake him up. Groaning he lulled his head to the side.
“Goodmorning.” You greeted sweetly, as returned to your previous position.
“Oh.” His deep morning voice echoed through your ears. “Sorry.”
“It’s alright.”
“We should get dressed.”
Nodding your head, neither of you dared to move. The warmth of the bed and Brian, winning over the coldness out of it.
“There you two are!” Brian’s mom exclaimed, happily clasping her hands together.
“It’s about time you love birds came down.” Brian’s uncle spoke, glancing atop the newspaper in his hands.
Furrowing your eyebrows together, you quickly glanced at Brian who was sharing your expression.
Leather and Lace - Being Dom's best friend you were always there to get him out of trouble. Things become complicated after Letty's death, and the threat of Braga looming. (Based on FastFour)
