#wolfi setup

“Relationships can be hard, and arguments are a normal thing all people go through.” 

You sighed, fidgeting with your fingers while searching for anything to look at besides your therapist. 

The reason for today's sudden visit was because you felt like your relationship with your girlfriend was going downhill. You understood that life can be tough sometimes, but this was much too stressful for you to keep bottled up.

“Can you tell me some specific reasons why you believe your dating life is struggling?” Your therapist asked, giving you an encouraging smile.

“Well,” You readjusted on the couch, “It just feels like I’m trying way too hard to keep us together, when I shouldn’t be.”

“I understand.”

“Having a girlfriend shouldn’t induce stress or anxiety, it should be fun and enjoyable.” You went on, now feeling like letting all your worries out, “I get that she has a job; I do too! But that isn’t an excuse to treat me terribly….”

“Yes, I agree.” Your therapist said as she jotted down some notes in her book, “You are still pursuing singing right?” 

You nodded, smiling at the thought of your recently ended tour. Traveling the world was very exciting, and you loved experiencing different cultures along the way. The only wish you had was that Jenna would have been beside you; But like always, she put work first.

“So think about this. You have a job that takes you around the world, causes you to miss out on certain things but be included in newer things like events and shows?” 

You nodded again, confirming the description of your work.

“And Jenna’s job consists of…exactly the same thing.” 

You let out a shaky breath, turning to look at the ground sadly. It was true, you both had time consuming jobs that dragged you about the globe and took your time away from family and friends.

Yet somehow, you always made sure to have time. You would always tell your manager that family was first, and no matter what you would squeeze them into your schedule just so you could see them and feel at home while traveling or working. 

Jenna’s job was similar in the aspect of yours, minus the singing and dancing, but she never seemed to be able to make any time for you. You would always plan your off days to be on her off days from filming so you could maybe go get lunch or just enjoy each other's presence, but Jenna would always have the excuse of “I’m to tired” or “I already have plans with Percy.” 

Percy. The name was distasteful to you. As much as you appreciated his skill of acting and his wonderful personality, you still didn’t like him. He would always weasel himself in between you and Jenna, whether it be during her relaxing days or at award shows, he always pushed you out and brought her in. 

“I have an idea; you may or may not like it.” Your therapist stated, setting her notebook down, “You need to pull her aside, no matter what plans she has, and talk to her.”

Your eyes widened and your nerves proceeded to spike. Pull her aside? You were not a confrontational person, and you were most likely to avoid conflicts if you were given the chance; hence why your relationship is crumbling.

“What do I say to her?” You fought back, taking a sip of water, “I have no idea how to confront her. ‘Hey Jenna! I feel forgotten and like you don’t care anymore!’” 

A small sob escaped your mouth, your head falling into your hands. God, you missed her. You missed being able to hold her, to laugh about stupid soccer plays, to enjoy sunsets together on her balcony. You never knew how much of an impact she had on you until you started going to therapy.

“Don’t get emotional about it, just politely but firmly ask.”

You sniffled, raising a hand as an acknowledgment before getting up to leave the room. As much as you wanted to stay, you knew that if you were going to confront her you would need to do it now.

Pulling out your phone, you opened your text message app and clicked on Jenna’s contact.

A chuckle involuntary left your mouth, your lip slipping in between your teeth afterwards.

Jenna always knew how to make you laugh, no matter how you were feeling. Diffusing a situation is one of her many skill sets; but you were not letting her get away this time.

“I’ll be home in 5.” You texted before shoving your phone into your pocket and heading outside to your driver.

The ride seemed long, and even though it was a 15 minute drive to your place, you still felt the small confident monster roaring inside of you. All its pleas and cries were telling you to be bigger and let your emotions out onto Jenna; but you knew you couldn’t. You would scare her, anger her, or even just annoy her that she could possibly leave you on the spot; you couldn’t let that happen.

“Miss? We are here.” Your driver said, looking at you in the rearview mirror.

“Oh, thank you.” You replied before hurrying out of the car.

As you walked to the front door, passing Jenna’s black Audi along the way, your anxiety started to overtake you and your thoughts.

What if you say something wrong and she leaves? What if you are just overreacting and this is all some stupid act you’re pulling? What if she decides that you aren’t enough for her and she confesses about Percy?

A wooden blockade hit you in the face and you realized that you walked full force into the front door.

“Ow.” You mumbled before pushing your key into the slot and walking into your luxurious living room.

A mansion was one of the very gracious things you received from being such a popular face in the music industry. Money was an easy-coming item, and spending it was just the same, so why hold it all in your bank account when you could just show up and show out with your 102,000 square foot palace.

“Y/N?” Your name was called out softly, startling you from your place by the shoe nook.

You turned your head to the left to see her, in her ever standing glory. She looked slightly confused but all together relaxed, and was clearly dressed to be heading out for a fun night.

”Hi…” You said, completely unmoving as you stared at her.

“Hi…you wanted to talk?” Jenna asked, fidgeting with her phone.

“Oh, yeah. Here.” You gestured to the kitchen island, leading to sit on a stool.

She sat opposite from you, leaned against the cool countertop as she seemed to study your body language.

“So…” You trailed off, your confidence from before completely burned out.

Jenna raised an eyebrow at you, but turned to her phone when a notification went off. She clicked it, smiled, and started giggling as she replied to whoever messaged her.

That whole interaction set you off, especially since you saw who the person was; Percy.

“Jenna put your phone down, please.” You said sternly, staring at your hands.

She looked at you with a confused expression but slowly put her phone down, retracting her hand so it sat in her lap.

“We…are not okay.” You started, playing with a ring on your finger.

Jenna watched you patiently, listening intently to your words.

“I don’t know if it’s just me, but I feel like we aren’t what we used to be.”

Silence from her end.

“Many times I feel like you don’t seem to care about me.” You said, the ring on your finger was now very interesting, “I go out of my way to reschedule so my off days line up with yours, but we don’t even spend any of that time together.”

More silence.

“I feel under appreciated and alone. Anytime we have free days together, you either say you are too tired to do anything or you already have plans with your friends.”

You inhale, breathing shakily and meekly.

“Am I not enough for you?” You asked, your tear clouded eyes finally looking up at Jenna.

She looked, shocked. Her mouth was hanging open while her eyebrows furrowed in confused and disbelief. She stared at you, her eyes glossing over with her own tears and her shoulders slumping sadly.

“Y/N…what?” Jenna mumbled, clearly lost for words.

You searched her face for any sign of anger or annoyance; there was none. Surprisingly, she seemed to be softening and relaxing.

“You, are more than enough for me.” She said, reaching for your hand, “Hell I don’t even deserve you.”

The weight of all your worries instantly lifted when she spoke those words, which caused an avalanche of emotions to hit you.

“Aw honey.” Jenna cooed, standing up and pulling you into a hug, your head resting on top of hers.

She rubbed your back, her nails scratching against your skin as her hands ran up your shirt. She whispered small things of comfort to you, pressing little kisses to your collarbone when she could.

“I love you, god I really do.” She held you close, rubbing your shoulders, “I’ll never take you for granted.”

You sniffled, leaning yourself into her as she fed you comforting words. Your stress and anxiety seemed to melt away as she held you.

“I’m sorry if I pushed you away, I didn’t mean to do it on purpose.”

You pulled back slightly, looking down at her.

“Then why did you?” You asked softly.

Jenna smiled sadly, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.

“Filming has been…stressful. Tim and the rest of the crew has been antsy, and my cast mates have been no help in being calm and collected.” She said, caressing your face with the pad of her thumb, “I’ll be honest, Percy and the gang have been partying to much, and HE is quite the touchy type.”

You frowned, jealousy building up in the bottom of your stomach at the thought of Percy getting to close with your girlfriend. Jenna chuckled at you, pressing a quick kiss to your lips to diminish the pout that formed on your face.

“Don’t do that, a frown doesn’t look good on you.” She said, rubbing her nose against yours as you laughed.

“I had a feeling he was an issue.” You grumbled, rolling your eyes, “Just gives me the ick when he’s around, and he barely even speaks to me!”

Jenna hummed, scrunching her nose up at you while you ranted, “You’re cute when you’re mad.”

Your words halted, choosing to give her a look instead that got her laughing again, “I’m serious!”

“I know, I know.” She replied, fixing the bottom hem of your shirt, “And I have explicitly told him that I am very taken and very content.”

You sighed in relief, matching her warm smile before leaning down to kiss her. You took her jaw in your hand, pressing your lips to hers and letting yourself melt into her warmth and softness. She responded to you, looping her arms around your neck and leaning her body against yours. Her tongue slipped in between your lips, but before she could proceed, you picked her up by her thighs and set her on the counter.

She yelped a little, about to make a snide remark at you, but you quickly shut her up with another kiss, this time your own tongue slipping into her mouth. She moaned softly from the intrusion, her eyes fluttering shut as you kissed down her neck. Your hands groped at her thighs, squeezing the fat through her jeans, and she felt like she was in heaven when you began to leave little love bites against her skin.

“Mmm, I’ll stay home tonight...” Jenna murmured as she let her head fall back, “More important things to do…”

“That’s my girl.”

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A shaky breath left your lips as you stood at the white apartment door with a custom wooden welcome sign on it. You had just arrived home from a long business trip abroad, but you didn’t think it would be hard to enter your shared space with your girlfriend. 

You gripped the handle of your suitcase while holding your key card up to the secure door. One of the many things about living with someone who has such a large name, the security measures of your living space is very high. 

You sighed, rolling your tense shoulders, before swiping your card to unlock the door. Pushing it open, your dragged your luggage inside, kicking the door closed behind you. You inhaled the familiar scent of home, consisting of lavender and white chocolate. 

As you moved further inside your apartment, the realization of finally being home slowly came to. Your tired eyes glazed over the comfy living space, your lips twitching seeing the slightly golden glow of the summer sun. 

You found yourself dragging your feet to your bedroom, the noise of a very intense valorant game could be faintly heard from the streaming room down the hall. You let out a yawn, setting your bag neatly on the foot of the bed so you could unpack your clothes with ease. 

As you unpacked, your new kitten Beau curled up next to your suitcase, watching you with his blue eyes. You smiled meekly and reached over to pet him, your fingers gently scratching behind his ears. 

“I missed you too, bud.” You said as he purred deeply.

Eventually, you finished your unpacking and put your bags away in the large walk-in closet that you shared with your infamous girlfriend. You looked on her side of the closet, squinting slightly at the section devoted to her fluffy sweaters. 

One stood out to you, a large grey, white, and blue long sleeve with the word POKI written on the front. It was her merchandise, ironically your favorite of her clothes, and you always found yourself ‘borrowing’ it from her. Like right now, you had pulled the article over your head, relishing the soft fabric rubbing your skin. 

You eventually left the closet, walking back through the bedroom and into the hallway. A voice could be heard, along with laughter that made you light headed. Your hands gripped the neck of the sweatshirt as you brought it up to your face, smelling the calming aroma of your significant other. 

You glanced at the photos on the wall as you made your way towards the streaming room. The moments frozen in time showed you with your friends, and her with her friend. The youthful smile on her face seemed to glow and radiate happiness out of the picture. 

Your legs brought you to the door, but you paused before entering. You could hear your girlfriend yelling in frustration as her game commenced, probably annoyed with a stream sniper spawn killing her. 

“Why can’t we just be left alone?!” She whined before laughing in a playful way. 

A faint response could be heard, probably from her other teammates on a discord call. You closed your eyes, quickly basking in the sound of her voice, before quietly opening her door to reveal a sight you could never get tired of. 

There, curled up gently in her chair, was Imane. She was dressed in black leggings and a pink lilypichu hoodie with the words “stay comfy” written in black on the front. Her feet were tucked under her legs, the flufffy grey socks she wore peaking out. 

You watched in awe as she laughed and cursed out the screen as she died again, her frustration clear. Her voice was blurred out as your eyes shamelessly scanned her face, lingering on the specifics. 

You could mesmerize her easily, like with how the way her nose scrunches up when she giggles, or how her cheeks were a rosy color from all the yelling she is doing. Her honey brown eyes glowed with warmth while she talked to her chat, commenting on how they gave her tips. 

You cleared your throat, hoping to get her attention without having to go in the cameras view or hearing, but you were unsuccessful. Glancing around, you couldn’t seem to find a solution to catch her eye, so you opted for plan B, you would have to interrupt. 

You waited patiently, watching her close out the game to just chill with her fans for the next half-hour. She talked for a bit, then paused to drink some water.

‘This is my chance’ you thought.

You slid forward, silently making your way over to greet her. As soon as she st her bottle down, you made your move. Reaching out to turn her chair, which made her squeak in fear, you quickly fell into her lap and buried your face into her neck.  

For a moment, the world was still; your arms wrapped around her neck as you finally felt at peace. You were home, and you had her back. 

“Oh my god Y/n.” Imane gasped, immediately pulling you closer to her. 

You sighed in contentment, your y/c eyes trailing over the joyous chat messages. Everyone was either shocked or excited to see you, the screen being spammed with ‘omg Y/n’ or ‘wait what she’s back’ and even ‘lmfao poki squealed’

“God i missed you.” You mumbled, pressing a kiss to her exposed shoulder. 

“Me too! You are never leaving me for that long ever again.” She declared, tightly wounding her arms around your waist. 

You giggled at her statement but nodded feverishly in agreement, shivering in her embrace. Imane kissed your cheek, nuzzling her face against yours in an attempt to make you warmer. You started to get comfortable until you heard the sound of a subscription ping, which made you jump. 

“Oof sorry love, i forgot about the stream.” Imane whispered into your hair, holding you tightly. 

She reached over to her mouse, saying a quick goodbye and a wave, before ending the stream. She stood up, gently setting you on your feet whilst taking your hand. The two of you made your way to the living room, where you ended up curling up on the couch while watching some cop show. 

You felt content, especially while the summer sun glowed on your happy life. 

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