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Somebody Else Is All You Need (PART 3)

Summary: What first seems like a moment of overthinking for you soon turns into something much worse than that when you find Rami with Lucy. Is a moment away from your boyfriend all you need, or will it take more than that to heal your heart?

I know it’s been a while since I last updated this series, so if you need a little refresher or you’re new to this series (welcome! :), here’s PART 1 and PART 2

Word Count: 4.4k (whOopSiEs)

Warnings: swears, it’s angsty, but otherwise it’s about the same as part 1 and two, so nothing too major

A/N: Well, here it is folks! The final part to Somebody Else Is All You Need. I’m still kind of in disbelief that a fic I wrote intending to be a one-shot is now a three-part series! haha, that’s amazing! Thank you for all the support, it means so much to me and it’s helped me find the motivation to continue writing. I wouldn’t still be posting fics without you all, so thank you!

Thank you to the anon who suggested we see Rami’s point of view in this one! If you’re out there reading this, I really appreciated your suggestion and I decided to incorporate it! I had to credit you, since it was technically your idea, not mine. Thank you for mentioning it to me, it was a lovely idea

I made a playlist to go along with this, as a little “hurrah!” to celebrate the end of this series. It’s a nice little thing to listen to if you’ve got a long commute, or just need to unwind after a long day. Here you go, I hope you like it

https://open.spotify.com/user/otisandpepper/playlist/31dgSwoNLUDFEH3HTPZD1F?si=qrGxgJIxR-GnfzJGS7Kd2g

(even if you choose not to listen to the playlist, at least consider giving this one a listen. It was the inspiration for the series actually, back when it was just a oneshot :) you can interpret it how you like! ;)

Rami couldn’t understand why you had to keep slipping out of his grasp. 

He had only wanted to talk. He knew that if he had ten minutes with you, he’d find a way to get you to forgive him and stay. You had broken him down to the most vulnerable, fragile version of himself when he so much as discovered your car in the driveway. He was over the moon that you had finally come back. This was the chance he had been waiting with trembling hands, and a trembling heart, for. 

But then Rami saw your suitcase. He heard the doorbell ring. He saw Gwilym.

That’s when the vertigo set in.

Things were still spinning, even though you had left over fifteen minutes ago. Was that anger that was making him clench and unclench his jaw over and over? Or was he trying to hold back the sob that made his throat feel like it was folding in on itself?

God, Rami wished he could just stop fucking counting every minute he had to spend without you. It was all getting to be too much, especially since this time you never said when you’d return.

If you’d return. 

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Special thanks to Ben Hardy for this iconic quote and to millions of years of evolution for 70s Roger Taylor. 

24 😜

24. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.” ft Ben Hardy

You were peacefully sleeping when the doorbell rang. When you opened it a more than obvious drunk Ben was there giggling. “Hi, love”

“Ben? What are you doing here? You were supposed to be in the opposite side of the city”

“I missed you” He wrapped his strong arms around you and hugged you, burying his face in your neck.

“Honey, how much have you drink tonight?”

“Not much…”

“Yeah, right…” You laughed. “Do you want to came in?”

“Yessss, I’m tired… I walked a lot” And you both entered your flat still hugging.

You separated a little to look at his face. “Have you come walking?” He nodded in response. “Are you mad? Why you didn’t take the underground or a taxi?”

“Because Gwil has my wallet”

“Why?”

“He likes it”

“And you gave it to him just because he likes it?”

“Maybe”

By this point you were trying so hard not to laugh.

“And what about your cards and your ID and all of that?”

He closed his eyes a little as if he was thinking hard what to answer to that. “Dunno… I haven’t thought about it”

“You are a mess, Ben Hardy” You passed your arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Let’s go to bed, you need to rest”

“Let’s have a drink first!” He moved away from you and started walking towards the kitchen. “Where’s the vodka?”

“Ben… It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka” 

He turned to face you and started pouting. “Please?”

“Don’t put your sad face on” You approached him and planted a peck on his lips. “C’mon, it’s bedtime” You took his hand and guided him to your room while he was still protesting.

Once there, he didn’t resist to lie down and he even made some funny, satisfied noises while you covered him with the blanket. “So warm…” 

“Feels good, right?” You smiled at him while laying next to him.

He nodded with his eyes already closed. “[y/n]?”

“Yes?”

“Do you love me?”

“Yes, I do love you Ben, you know that”

“Why?”

“Why do I love you?”

“Yes”

“I don’t know… I like you, we have been dating for a while now and I guess we enjoy being together. Why do you ask?”

“Because I know I love you because you are perfect but I’m… I’m not even close to how amazing you are” He said without opening his eyes.

“Aw… my love!” You turned to hug him strong. “You are amazing too, you know?”

“I’m a mess, you said it”

“Yes, you are” You placed a hand on his cheek, caressing it. “And I love you even more for that”

“Nice” He smiled satisfied.

“Can we sleep now?”

“One more thing”

“What?”

“If you love me… why don’t you move with me?”

“Because you have never asked me to”

“Oh… right. I guess I’m clever and I think better when I’m drunk” He started laughing and you followed him. When you both stopped, he took your face with his hand too and opened his eyes. “I want you to move with me… please?”

“Ben… you are drunk and you don’t mean that and-”

“I mean it! I swear!”

“Then ask me again tomorrow when sober”

“Alright…”

He closed his eyes again and you did the same.

“[y/n]?”

“Whaaaat?” You only wanted to go back to sleep.

“I want to be the little spoon”

“What?”

“When we sleep together and we cuddle, you are always the little spoon”

You giggled. “Yes”

“I want to be the little spoon tonight”

“Okay, Ben”

“YES!”

He turned and you hugged him strongly from behind. “Are you happy now?”

“Yes!” He took interlaced his fingers with yours and pressed your arm against him happily. “Goodnight, girl”

“Goodnight, silly boy” You placed a kiss on the back of his neck. “I love you”

“I love you too” He whispered before falling asleep.

THE END

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