#red arrow

You were such a lively person. Roy loved this about you. He never thought of you as loud or clingy.

When some people came at him and complained about you, he became sarcastic and supported your actions.

And that was what you loved about him.

He was sober for months, maybe even years, but still he was the most supportive boyfriend you’ve ever had when it came to your party life.

He loved going out to parties with you. He protected you when you got drunk. Helped you shower, get ready for bed and do whatever you couldn’t at that moment.

That man was such a good man and you loved it about him.

The best thing about him was that he wasn’t insecure. He didn’t say anything about what you wore and that was such a blessing.

And he had the cutest little girl ever!

You and Lian always prepared breakfast while Roy was sleeping, with loud music.

Dating him was so much fun than you could ever think of.

He prepared delicious cocktails just for you. Whenever you wanted to throw a party, he helped you make your playlist. He was the funniest person ever.

And, of course, you adapted to his life, too.

He had a life that consisted of action. Being a father, boyfriend and Arsenal was not easy feat but he managed it well.

You became the trusted adult whenever he had to leave Lian with someone.

You and Lian had so many fun times together. You painted your nails, cooked, baked, threw pajama parties, watched cartoons and Barbie movies.

Even though you and Roy had such different lives, you still made life amazing to live together and that was what Roy adored the most.

BONUS DRABBLE ! (suggestive, reader is drunk)

“Let’s go,” you heard him say, his breath hit your ear as you kept swaying your hips to the music. Roy was behind you, his hands hugged your hips and pressed a little to stop your movements but you didn’t stop. “C’mon, baby.” You shook your head against his words.

“Can we stay more?” You turned to face him in his arms. His palms landed on your ass, slowly crawling up to your back. His touch was so feather soft yet solid there. “Pretty please!” You whined loudly.

He closed his eyes, shaking his head to each side, “Nope.”

“I’ll kiss you and hug you and fuck—“

“No.” He pulled you into himself a little more. You buried your head into his muscular chest as your arms climbed around him and grabbed his back.

“Rooy…” You cried his name out and he did the same with your name, his arms patted your back.

“We should leave. You need to shower, sleep, maybe I’ll give you a massage if you’re a good girl.”

His words were going right into your brain as he kept saying his bait. You rolled your eyes. “Fine,” you said. The loud music was banging in your head and it matched with your heartbeat. “Can you carry me?”

“Sure,” The last thing you saw was his smirk and you heard yourself yelp as he threw you over his shoulder.

“Roy!” You hit his back but he kept walking and ignored you. “I’m gonna throw up, oh my god!”

“You wouldn’t be the first person to do it.” His grasp on your legs got tighter as you kept squirming. “It also would not be the first time you did it.”