#phinksfanfic

Phinksx!Fem Reader

"Y/N!"

You turned around to see a towel flying straight at you. You smirked as you caught it just in time, moving it to the side to wink at the person who had thrown it.

Phinks chuckled as he walked towards you, dressed in his usual green tracksuit while holding a plain black umbrella over his head. He sighed, noticing how wet your clothes were. He then blushed when he saw how tightly your dress now hugged your body. The brute cleared his throat. "Don't tell me you believed the weather man again?! How many times do I have to tell yo--"

You kicked him slightly on the shin as you dried your hair with the towel. "I'm fine! Besides, I can always count on you for an umbrella and a nice dry towel, right?"

The blonde rolled his eyes, holding himself back from berating you more. He watched as you laughed, a sinking feeling slowly taking over his chest.

You stopped laughing and stared at the unusually quiet man. "Phinks?"

He snapped out of his trance, replacing his blank stare with a smile. "You said you wanted sushi, right? Let's go."

You had made it a tradition for you and Phinks to go out for dinner every year on the first day of Spring. As much as he'd complain about it, he never missed the day.

You and Phinks had been friends since Junior High. You were managing the basketball team he was on when he had suffered a torn ACL. You had helped him on his road to recovery, not knowing that the time spent with the boisterous and overly confident jock would result in such a close friendship.

Phinks began to run into trouble with the law as the both of you grew older. This resulted in you having to bail him out of jail, almost as often as he had to bail you out of bad dates.

You knew you could always count on him, and you would be there for him at the drop of a hat.

"Ah!" You stretched your arms over your head as you both exited the restaurant, your stomach having reached its limit. "Thank you for dinner, Phinks! You really didn't have to."

Phinks stayed quiet, simply replying with a nod.

The Gucci clad man pointed towards the water. "You okay if we stand over there for a bit?"

There was something Phinks wanted to tell you, but he was having trouble figuring out exactly what it was...

You leaned over the wooden railing, smiling as you took in the view of the moon slowly lowering over the water. "It's finally spring." Your mouth formed into a smile. It was your favorite season.

Phinks nodded, his eyes focused on the river.

You stared at Phinks as he thought. There was something that you had been meaning to ask him for so long now.

Maybe it was when he smiled at you from the podium, thanking you for helping him recover and making it to the championships. Maybe it was when he held you as you cried when you had finally broken up with your abusive ex-boyfriend. Maybe it was when the two of you had first met that first Spring.

But somewhere between then and now-- you had fallen in love with Phinks.

There were quiet moments when you noticed your glances becoming stares, your hugs lasting longer than usual, and a faint blush across his cheeks when you had secretly caught him staring at you.

You had stopped yourself from telling him for so long, scared it'd ruin your friendship. You didn't want to lose him.

You continued to stare. You took in his broad shoulders, how the moon illuminated his already golden eyes, and his hands that you wanted to hold onto. Forever.

"Phinks--"

"Y/N."

You chuckled waving your hands, unaware of how red your face now was. "Sorry, you go first!"

Flustered, Phinks shook his head. "No, you go. Don't even bother trying to argue with me!"

You stood there dumbfounded, looking at the ground as if the answer to what you should say would magically appear.

"Y/N?"

You took a deep breath. It was too late to back out now.

"Phinks...what...am I to you?"

Phinks raised his brow bone. "Huh? You're...human?"

You rolled your eyes, aware of how oblivious he could be at times. "No, dummy...I mean...what am I to you?" You clenched your jaw, the sound of blood rushing filling your ears.

Phinks repeated the question in his head, trying to decipher what you were asking him.

Several minutes passed, sending your anxiety through the roof. There was no other way to do it-- you just had to say it.

"Dammit, Phinks! I'm asking what I am to you because...I..."

Phinks tilted his head, still confused. "You what?"

You bit your lip. He was such an idiot sometimes.

Why are you making this so much harder than it needs to be?!

Phinks' heart dropped, finally realizing what you were about to tell him.

"Phinks, I think I lo--"

He panicked, his face turning a deep red.

NO WAY! IS SHE?!

He looked around frantically before disappearing into thin air.

You stood there dumbfounded. You had spent the whole time guessing what he was going to say, that you never expected him to not say anything at all.

"Well, I guess that answers that..."

You took a deep breath as you held in your tears, too proud to cry. If anything-- you could tell Phinks you were joking the next time you saw him.

I'm such an idiot.

You tossed in bed, unable to shake the feelings of hurt, embarrassment and rejection that seemed to take over every aspect of your being.

Angrily, you threw the covers off before throwing a jacket over your night gown.

I need to get my mind off of this...

You walked to the docks by your house, sighing as you sat at the very end of the wooden pier. You cringed as you replayed the moment in your head again.

"Phinks..."

"Yeah?"

You screamed as your turned around startled, nearly falling into the water.

Phinks caught you by the waist, keeping his hand on you as he pulled you up.

"You never listen to what I tell you. You're always whining about something or crying. Not to mention you're always hungry."

You blushed, unsure of what he was trying to say.

Before you could speak, you felt a chill rush down your spine as Phinks lifted his hand up to your face.

"You're hopeless on your own...but I know that I'd give my whole life up for you in a heartbeat."

You stood there in shock, wondering if this was just a dream.

Phinks smiled as he moved his face closer towards you, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

"What you are to me...well...you're my baby."