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“It’s almost like you’re twin flames, dancing parallel but synchronized, like you have been dancing like this alone for a long time, and now you have found your partner.”
OR
After their night together, Kate and Anthony are partaking in their first honeymoon activity, forced to reckon with the push and pull of flamenco.
i hateeee that reality dating shows are trying to do queer representation. i am here to observe heterosexuals like i’m on a safari. if i wanted to see dykes tearing lumps out of each other, id log into tumblr.com
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jamie tartt x fem!reader | minimal use of y/n | 2.8k
𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
A vision of white stared back at you in your reflection.
For a long time you dreamed about this, but this was never the way you planned for it to go down.
Initially you thought as a child that you would find someone you really loved, spend weeks planning your wedding with them and get married in a beautiful ceremony.
You never imagined being surrounded by cameras for the entirety of your wedding day. Or that at the end of the isle would be a complete stranger.
“You look beautiful, babe” you heard from behind you, turning your attention to the origin of the voice.
Your friend, and bridesmaid, florence.
Alice and your other bridesmaids were dressed up in a beautiful deep red that matched the colour on your nails and the colours dotted throughout your bouquet.
“Thanks, flo.” you answered as you shook out your hands in hopes of getting rid of the wave of nerves wracking your body.
She seemed to notice the nerves in your system as she approached you and took your hands in hers. “ it’s going to be okay, y/n. This guy has been chosen for you, and you’re awesome. Worst case scenario, you lose two weeks, one of which you’ll spend on a honeymoon. Best case scenario, you fall madly in love with this guy. “
Her words were more comforting than you anticipated, and your hands stilled in her own.
Her take on it calmed your shaking.
Before you had a chance to think anymore on it, a production assistant told you that it was time.
Now or never.
The walk to the car was short, and the drive seemed even shorter. You were less than ten minutes away from committing to someone you had never met.
And that ten minutes went by very fast.
Before you knew it your car pulled up the the venue and you were being led through to the beginning of what you hoped could be the rest of your life.
Voices could be heard on the other side of the door, some light laughter from your friends and family calming your nerves.
It seemed the closest people in your life were getting along with whoever was stood at the altar waiting for you.
You waited for a cue, which was given in the form of a hand on your back and the sound of the people on the other side of the door shuffling around.
When the doors opened, everything faded. The nerves, the shaking hands. It all dissipated.
You had to put all of your trust in the matchmakers.
And as you made your way down the aisle, you realised your trust was in the right place.
The man who stood at the other end of the room had your smile widening past the limits of your face.
He was dressed impeccably, a simple black suit with a red tie that matched the entire wedding.
As you neared the altar you were able to make out his face and he was absolutely gorgeous, his bone structure something that would make Michelangelo weep.
Once you were stood in front of him you tried to manage your smile but it was very hard.
But a smile mirroring your own appeared on your grooms face.
“ hi “ you beamed
“ alright. ‘M jamie “ he replied, a thick Mancunian accent hanging off of his words.
“ y/n “
“ you look beautiful y/n “
His words caused your cheeks to blush and you hid your face from his view momentarily before looking back up at him with a bashful grin.
“ Thank you, jamie. You look very handsome “
Soft laughs bubbled from both of you as you heard some muttering from both sides of the guests.
Everyone was cut off by the officiant you hadn’t clocked until now
“ I am very happy to formally welcome you all here today as y/n and Jamie make the ultimate commitment to one another “
Her words had your hands shaking slightly as your gaze darted back to Jamie.
You caught him looking back at you and a set of smiles broke out on your faces.
“ Y/n, i now invite you to share your vows with Jamie “
A set of index cards was handed to you, the vows you had poured over lining the paper.
After a deep breath you spoke up.
“ Jamie, i’m sure this is not how either of us imagined finding someone to spend our lives with, but now that i’m here, i’m excited to go on this journey with you..No secrets here, I'll be awkward at first but once you get to know me I will do my best to give you lots of love and make every day more enjoyable than the last. a little about me, i’m a typical brit in that i am confident tea is better than coffee and i enjoy rain over sunshine. But you have better luck finding me in a bookshop than a pub. And i hope your strong because i’ll need help carrying the books home“
Quiet laughs came from your friends and when your eyes lifted from the paper you found Jamie chuckling too.
“ The time I don't spend reading, i’m taking care of blythe. Even if she tries her best to read with me, I don't think dogs have that capability. “ another chuckle from jamie had your smile widening “ but don’t worry, i’m sure she’ll love you as long as you don’t hurt her mum or take her spot on the sofa “
“ wouldn’t dare “ he replies, a smirk beaming across his face
You handed your index cards back to the officiant and let out a shuddering breath as she handed an identical set of cards to jamie.
“ Jamie, i now invite you to share your vows with y/n “
“ Y/n, First I want to thank you for taking a huge risk as we stand here together as complete strangers, placing our faith into the experts .i’m not perfect, but parts of me are pretty fucking awesome “ a laugh bubbled past your lips along with everyone else witnessing the two of you “ I want to assure you that I'm here for genuine reasons. The experiment and you are now my priority. I hope that no matter what the outcome, if we put our best foot forward and take care of one another then we can never lose."
How words brought a burning feeling to the spot behind your eyes. You didn’t think someone you just met could make you feel so assured in what you were doing.
“ please place these rings on each others fingers as a sign of your commitment to each other and the experiment “
A hand was put out between the two of you holding two rings, both yours and Jamie's hands brushed as you collected the rings.
Jamie took your hand in his first, sliding your ring onto your ring finger before you did the same to him.
You couldn’t resist flashing your new ring to your side of the room with an excited smile.
When you were brought back to look at jamie he was spinning his ring around his finger, assuming he was getting used to wearing it.
“ you may now seal this union with your first kiss “
Somehow you had forgotten about this part in your pre-wedding jitters, but almost instantly, you felt one of Jamie's hands rest on your waist while the other lifted to lightly rest on your cheek.
His lips pressed onto yours in a soft and tender kiss that you truly weren’t expecting.
With your wedding party being small, this all felt a million times more intimate.
When you pulled back you could not wipe the smile off of your face as you took Jamie's hand in yours and walked back down the aisle with a grin prominent on your lips.
You didn’t have much time to try and talk to Jamie before you were both pulled away for photos.
Somehow poses that would be awkward with anyone seemed just flat out ridiculous as you two stood in front of the camera in undeniably romantic and cheesy poses
You knew for a fact that most of these photos would be the both of you laughing or recovering from a laughing fit.
“ who’d’ve thought that romantic poses would be awkward for two people who’ve never met before “
Jamie’s words had another laugh bubbling past your lips.
“ yeah, it’s like no one thought how uncomfortable it would be for two strangers to be pressed up against each other like this. “
Your arms were currently looped over Jamie's shoulders with his firmly around your waist while a photographer called instructions out at the two of you.
There was not a hint of a gap between you as said photographer had continued to push the two of you closer and closer together.
Thankfully, it didn’t last too long and the two of you were ushered towards your wedding reception.
When the two of you walked in you were met with your families.
What shocked you to see was everyone in the room integrating as if they weren’t two separate entities half an hour ago.
Your friend Flo was talking to a short bubbly woman in pink and a gruff looking gentleman.
Your parents talking with two people you could only assume to be Jamie's parents.
Suddenly, this all became very real. You and Jamie weren’t the only people this union impacted.
It impacted everyone in this room and that definitely scared you.
Once everyone realised the bride and groom had entered, the mood shifted and suddenly everyone’s eyes were on the pair of you.
While 10 sets of eyes might not seem like a lot, when half of them were complete strangers who loved the man you were standing next to.
His hand tugged at yours slightly which snapped you out of your fear riddled freeze.
You followed Jamie to the table set up at the head of the room. Because of how little your wedding party was, there was only one table, made of four, that was ultimately a big square with a hole in the centre.
Music played softly throughout the room, a song you weren't able to name but it was definitely a welcome addition to your wedding playlist.
Everyone fell into a casual conversation, allowing yourself and jamie to actually get to know each other a bit.
“ so, what do you do ?” you questioned, turning your body to face his slightly in anticipation of this conversation lasting a while.
Something buffered in jamie’s head.
You didn’t know who he was. He didn’t realise that could happen. He assumed that most people in england watched football and not to blow his own whistle, but he knew he was quite a big deal in the sport.
“ i’m a personal trainer “ the lie seemed to slip off of his tongue quite naturally, and when your brows lifted in curiosity, he knew he had gotten away with it. But he decided to get the focus off himself. “ what about you ?”
“ i’m a baker. I work in a cafe in london, but i’m in the process of buying my own place to open a bakery “
His brows lifted similarly to yours at the revelation of your job. “ seriously? That’s sick. ‘Ve you found a place yet ?”
You shook your head in answer.
“ no, i haven’t been able to find anywhere good. “ you had visited a bunch of different spaces, but none of them were both within your budget and looked nice.
You were now thankful that you hadn’t found anywhere as you were truly invested in this experiment and finding love in the man sat next to you.
Had you found somewhere, you wouldn’t have been able to enjoy this with that hanging over you, not to mention it would tie you to London, and based on jamie’s accent he didn’t live in london.
“ where do you live ? “ you questioned, needing clarification on how far from you Jamie lived.
“ richmond, but i was born in manchester “
In the grand scheme of things that truly wasn’t that far.
90 minutes.
If it came down to it, you were not opposed to shifting your life 90 minutes.
But that was a decision for future you.
Current you was relishing in the feeling of warmth washing over you every time you caught a glimpse of jamie’s smile.
The rest of your wedding day went by in a flurry of smiles, laughs and quick kisses between yourself and your new husband.
As the day drew to a close and everyone grew tired, you found yourself sat outside of the venue with a drink in hand and a tuxedo jacket over your shoulders in an attempt to combat the cold english weather.
You had wanted to have a private chat with jamie all day just to have a bit more of an intimate chat. You didn’t quite fancy discussing potentially heated and emotional stuff in front of everyone .
“ so i wanted to talk to you about a couple of things before we dive into this..” you began, turning your body a bit more towards where jamie sat beside you on the bench.
He looked significantly more dishevelled than he had done at the beginning of the day. His tie loose around his neck, his top two buttons undone and his jacket over your shoulders. His hair a lot softer than it had been when you first saw him, the almond-y colours now fluffy and soft around his face.
“ i’ve been single for 5 years, and that is mainly because i- the last guy i was with was horrible. I was with him for 3 years and by the end of it i was just a shell of myself. I was basically being gaslit for three years.”
There was a brief silence between the two of you where you were sure you felt the mood shift completely.
“ i am not going to put up with shit anymore. So i need to know that you’re here for the right reasons, because i do not want to waste anymore time with guys who aren’t serious about a relationship “
Jamie seemed to turn to stone across from you, as though you had spouted medusa’s snakes from your head.
You were unsure if it was the confronting nature of your words or just a general buffering as he tried to think of what to say.
But the silence between you was cut short when you felt jamie’s hand resting on the fabric of your dress over your knee.
“ i’m here for you, to make this work. I’m not here to waste either of our time “
His words made your heart swell and you felt drawn to him, your face inching closer to his until your lips met delicately.
Your hand appeared from underneath the fabric of jamie’s jacket to rest at the junction between his jaw and his neck.
His hand moved up from your knee, through the slit of your dress to rest on your thigh.
That was what caused you to pull away and drop your hand to rest on top of his.
You stopped it crawling up any further as you shook your head.
“ not happening “ you said simply, a slightly teasing smile on your lips.
His brows furrowed softly as though your words baffled him.
“ you’re fit, no doubt about that. But i met you six hours ago and we may be married but i’m not that kind of girl “
“ ‘course. Wasn’t planning to jump you right here. Got meself all caught up “
A soft laugh bubbled between the two of you in the quiet evening followed by a small shiver up your spine.
“ let’s get ya back inside before ya freeze “ jamie suggested, standing from the bench the two of you had been perched on for the last couple of minutes.
He offered his hand out to you to help you up and placed his hand on the small of your back on the walk inside.
When you walked in, you found something that made your fingertips tingle.
You found everyone you had invited to the wedding just dancing slowly in the empty space of the room.
Your mum dancing with her boyfriend, jamie friends, who had been introduced to you as roy and keeley, swaying to the soft music flooding through the speakers around the room.
But there was one couple that had caught your eye and caused this tingling feeling in your fingers.
Florence and jamie’s friend Sam.
It reminded you that this wasn't something that only impacted you and jamie.
This would impact everyone around you.
Whether it ended well or not, it would rock your support system.
So if you decided that this was going to work on the outside, you were going to do everything in your power to make this the one that lasted.
In which neither Kate nor Anthony are able to sleep after their tenuous and intense honesty box activity. Anthony cannot let it go that Kate was so reserved whilst he wasn't. He confronts her about it under the cover of night.
Neither of them is able to sleep after that honesty box activity. At least thirty minutes have passed and both of them have rearranged their head pillows multiple times, seemingly still trying to find a comforting position to sleep in. Anthony tries not to huff in annoyance at the pillows in between them, taking up unnecessary space in their bed. There’s even a pillow between their heads, for heaven’s sake. He has spent the last half hour going over the honesty box and their conversation. He feels rattled, surprised at the intensity of their answers back and forth. Part of him loved the intensity, loved that she put pressure on him during the activity. Something about it, about her, made him feel compelled to not back away from answering her sharp questions, to not back away from asking the questions he felt like he needed answered. Still, it should feel like he knows her better now, but it feels like the opposite. He feels like he’s on uneven terrain with her, despite her twice-confirmed statement that’s she’s still in this experiment and will see it through for as long as possible.
P. S. Idk who photoshopped this pic of Kanthony, but if you do, let me know and I'll give them credit!
"Agatha was utterly fascinated. Watching them was like watching competitive partnered dancers. One moment she was sure the two were performing as two separate dancers, truly out there purely for their own gain. The next, it seemed like they were speaking a language of their own, united. On the surface, she should be happy about this development between them. But her gut told her to feel otherwise. They had committed one another to the experiment, which was good. But their commitment seemed born out of competitiveness rather than belief in all the experiment could give them in terms of actual love, or at the very least, lessons on love."
In which Kate and Anthony discover a lot of new things about one another, and go head to head about what it is that makes them tick.
