Hi!! Glad to see the blog is active again!! I hope you're having a good day/night, may I request the prompt "The divorce papers are on the desk." For James please? Thank you!
It feels so good to finally be back in the fandom! It sounds like you guys missed me! Your request is coming right up! James is my absolute favorite so this hurts me to write haha.
Pairing: James Anderson/Reader
Prompt:Â âThe divorce papers are on the desk.â
You always had felt like James was hiding something from you ever since you got married. You loved James dearly but you just...couldnât tell if he was actually devoted to you or he was just using you for a place to stay. It hurt you to think about it but it was time you instigated and found out what you wanted to prove.
James had left his phone at home while he went out to get some stuff for the house and you took advantage of it, picking it up and unlocking it. Arching your brow, you scrolled through his phone and looked at his messages. There was someone under the contact Dee <3. Confused yet scared, you clicked on it and scrolled through the conversation, instantly regretting it when you noticed certain...pictures and messages.
You gasped and your eyes stung with tears as you put his phone down in its spot and stormed off to calm down. Later that night, James had came home and immediately jumped into the shower. Before he got home, you had printed out divorce papers and signed them before placing it onto Jamesâ desk. Once he got out, dried off, and got dressed, he walked out with a towel on his head. After slipping his glasses on, he looked up to see you standing there with your arms crossed -- your nails almost drawing blood - and your face was hot with tears.
âWhatâs the matter, darling?â He asked and reached over to caress your cheek but you dodged his hand, grinding your teeth. He looked a little worried and he tilted his head, going to say something but you held up your hand to stop him. You were boiling with anger and betrayal. Why did you trust him?Â
âThe divorce papers are on your desk. Sign them and get the fuck out of my house, Anderson. I know what youâve been doing behind my back and I just want you out of my fucking house!â You screamed at him, causing his eyes to widen. He tried to deny it but you shook your head, massaging your temples. âGo live with that Dee bitch and get the fuck out of my life!â With that, he went and signed the papers before packing his things and leaving, leaving you in tears of rage.