Sneaky Link | Jude Bellingham X Sainz! Reader

sneaky link | jude bellingham x sainz! reader

summary; y/n knew it wasn’t the best idea to sneak jude in while her family was out at dinner. but she couldn’t help but risk it despite her overprotective brother

warnings; cursing

word count; 956

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minseok-smaus @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri @graciewrote @xoscar03 @c-losur3 @fall-bambi

note; before you all ask no i’m not okay w the kroos news

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“Oh shit,” Y/n mumbled as she heard multiple cars pull up into her driveway. She quickly gets up from Jude’s lap and looks out her bedroom window. She mentally curses when she sees the cars of her parents, brother, and sister in the driveway.

“What happened?” He asked curiously, lifting his head from her pillow.

She picked up his white t-shirt and zip-up hoodie from her makeup chair and chucked it at him. “My family came back earlier than expected. Hurry! Put your clothes back on!”

A laugh escaped from his lips as he sat up on her bed. He sets his phone down and catches his clothes. “You weren’t complainin’ 5 minutes ago when you were on my lap and-“

“Yes you’re very hot and as much as I appreciate you shirtless,” Y/n huffed, watching her brother shut the door to his Ferrari. “My brother wouldn’t.”

“I swear he’ll like me.”

“Just because you play for Real Madrid doesn’t guarantee that Carlos won’t go all crazy big brother on you.”

“Yeah but-“

“Y/n!” Her mother’s voice called out for her from the bottom of the stairs. “We came early and brought back dessert. Come down to the backyard!”

Y/n and Jude shared the same wide-eyed look. Whenever he visited especially late at night, the backyard patio was where he usually snuck out since there were cameras in the front door. With her whole family outside, it would be more difficult to get him out.

She hears the back door open and close, meaning they’re all outside. “You can get out from the side-“ She turned back to face her boyfriend and noticed he was still shirtless. “Stop distracting me!”

Jude couldn’t hold back his laugh from her panicked face. She glared at him as he wiped the tears from his eyes, taking deep breaths to try to stop laughing. “Okay, okay, fine! I’m sorry.” He said in between laughs, putting on his white shirt.

“I don’t know why you’re so worried though. I’ve met your mom already.”

Y/n sighed and grabbed her ugg slippers. “My mom. You’ve met my mom. Not my brother or dad.” She mumbled in reply. She remembered the time she brought a boy home when she was 15. Boy did her brother scare him away. Ever since then, she swore she wouldn’t bring a guy around Carlos not until she knew he was ready to see his baby sister be an adult.

“He can’t be that bad.”

She gave him a glare and he raised his hands up in defense. She grabbed his hand as she slowly opened her bedroom door. She looks down the lengthy halls before quietly and carefully dragging him towards the staircase.

“Now, keep quiet because I don’t need Carlos seeing you,” Y/n whispers to Jude who nods in response. They made it to the bottom of the staircase and were about to rush towards the side doors when a familiar voice stopped them.

“Don’t need me seeing who?”

The couple froze in their spots, both too scared to turn around. She felt her heart stop for a second when Carlos cleared his throat again. “Y/n.” His voice was stern.

She gulped and slowly turned around. She stood in front of Jude but that did little due to his height. She was met with her brother's stern gaze. His jaw was clenched, clearly unhappy at the sight of his baby sister with a boy.

Carlos knew who Jude was. Being a Madridista since birth meant he knew every player, especially one who helped them win the league. The Ferrari driver was a fan of the English player, at least he was until he saw him standing behind Y/n.

“He was just leaving-“

“Why is he here?”

“Hello, Jude, nice to meet you,” Jude said with a smile. He held his hand out but Y/n immediately slapped it down. “What? I’m trying to be nice!”

She glanced back at her brother and took a step closer to him. “Por favor, Carlos. No hagas de esto un gran problema.” [please, carlos. don’t make this a big problem] She quietly said. “Has hablado bien de él. No cambies tu opinión ahora solo porque el es mi novio [you’ve talked good things about him. don’t change your opinion now just because he’s my boyfriend]

Her eyes were wide and her eyebrows were furrowed up, showing how much she wanted her brother to be calm about her relationship. Jude was confused as he stared at the Sainz siblings. He only knew so much Spanish and certainly not to the extent of understanding all of what his girlfriend said.

Carlos lets out a deep sigh as he gently pats her arm. “Vale.” [okay] He says after thinking for a few seconds. “So what, is he your sneaky link?”

His words caused Y/n to gasp as the English player bursted into laughter once again. “Carlos! I just said he’s my boyfriend!” She exclaimed, ignoring the feeling of her face burning up as her boyfriend balanced himself on her and tried to stop laughing.

“Why’re you sneaking him out?”

“Because of you!”

Jude takes a deep breath before standing back up straight. “Yeah, sorry ‘bout sneaking behind your back. It did kinda seem like I was her sneaky link.” He said with a smile, gently poking her cheek.

Carlos gave him a glare which made the Real Madrid’s player smile fall. The Ferrari driver immediately smiled before pulling him into a side hug. “Oye, no more sneaking around with my sister. You’re an amazing player on the pitch and just because you’ve saved us many times doesn’t mean I’ll be easy on you for dating my sister.”

“Got it, no more sneaky link meet-ups.”

“Jude!”

Not so innocent

@sm-tlov-r I hope you like it!

John Nolan x fem!virgin!reader

Summary: Reader is John's rookie and is tired of having the flirtations so she comes over to his newly renovated house to get a "tour".

Warnings: NSWF, mdni, making out, fingering, handjob, oral, vaginal, age gap, virgin reader

Word count: 2499

After your long shift at Mid-Wilshire you came home quite worked up. Why? Because a certain hot T.O had you all heated up. Everytime he looked at you or touched you innocently, it made heat pool in your belly. Not to mention he seemed to flirt with you, you thought it was your imagination but every single compliment felt like he was trying to tell you something. You wanted him so badly, every day was torture. But of course it’s not allowed to be in a relationship with your superior and the fact that there was quite the age gap but that made it even more tempting. So why were you after your shower in a cute dress that showed off your cleavage, your favorite perfume applied, a cute makeup look and hair all done, sexiest lingerie on, driving in your car to a certain John Nolan's house? You didn’t want to think about it, all you could think about is him, his touch, his cologne, his hands and his eyes, all so magnetic. 

What were you even going to say to him? ‘Hey officer Nolan would you mind fucking me?’ No, that's just insane…or is it? You weren’t sure what you were going to say to him, all you knew is that you had a plan. A plan to finally be in his sheets. Even though you’ve never had sex before, it never left your mind around John. You were pulled out of your thoughts when you came near his house. He had offered you to see his new renovated place before but you were busy, so this was the perfect excuse. You parked your car behind his truck in the driveway and got out to walk to his door. With a deep breath you knocked.

John opened the door and smiled when he saw you. “(Y/n) what a surprise! Would you like to come in?” He greeted you in his usual cheery voice. “Hi John! I hope it’s not a bad time but I thought I would check out your new place, I finally had the time tonight.” You smiled as you walked past him to go inside. “Well that’s great. Let me give you a tour.” He smiled now taking you around the house to tell you all about what he had changed, how he came up with the furnishing plan, how many times he hung up the mirror you just walked past and of course the room you were interested in, the bedroom. “Wow John you have really outdone yourself, the place is amazing. It’s crazy how similar our tastes are when it comes to interior design.” You smiled while feeling the fabric of his sheets.

He looked you up and down when you looked away, secretly checking you out. “So do you still live alone here?” You decided to ‘casually’ ask. “Yes I do but Ben sometimes visits as well as some of our coworkers so there’s plenty of people around.” He chuckled. “That’s great, I'm happy for you.” You said while giving him a smile. “Thank you, you’re too kind.” He responded. You didn’t realize it but you two all of a sudden stood closer to each other. “Might I say that that's a beautiful dress (Y/n). Great color on you.” John complimented. And you totally noticed the way he secretly checked you out. “Thank you, you look great as well.” You returned the compliment, hoping this would go further then your usual ‘casual flirtation’. “Really? I’m just wearing sweats and a shirt.” He laughed. “I know but you always look good.” You said, a bit softer, trying to test the waters a bit to see how far you could go.

“Oh really? Well that’s very nice of you.” He said his smile fading a bit as he took a step closer. “Did you do your hair?” He asked while grabbing one of your curls. “Yes I did, do you like it?” You asked softly, looking up in his blue eyes and giving him a smile. “Yea- Yeah it’s…really pretty.” He smiled, letting go of your hair and awkwardly putting his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. You noticed the way he had a bit of a blush on him and you knew your plan was working, although he did seem to hold himself back, so you decided to give him a little push. 

You placed your hand on his chest. “It’s a really nice shirt you know.” You said, still holding his gaze. “T- Thank you, I uhm…” You started to softly lower your hand a bit stopping at the waistband of his sweatpants. “I got it from uhm…target, I think… or maybe ama- amazon.” He mumbled, you lowered your hand a bit more, right above his already hard dick. “(Y/n) wh- what are you doing?” He said so softly it almost came out as a whisper. “Do you want me to stop?” You asked him. “No.” That was all you needed to massage his clothed erection. He started to moan and put his hands on your hips, pulling you close against his chest. Then you removed your hand from him, bringing it to his cheek instead, pulling him down a bit so you could finally put your lips on his. 

He kissed you back passionately and gripped your hips harder. You moved your arms around his neck. Then he moved his hands on your ass instead, gripping you tightly against his hard on, moving you against him. You moaned against his lips allowing him to slip his tongue inside your mouth, as his tongue touched yours you gripped his hair making him groan in your mouth. The wetness in your underwear now really starts to pool. You gripped his shirt and removed your lips from his for a moment to pull it off of him. Throwing the shirt on the ground you looked at his hot dad bod, it was exactly how you imagined it, a bit of a belly but still very muscled with a bit of hair, just way too fucking hot.

He started to pull on your dress as well, so you pulled it off your shoulders and let it fall to the ground, showing off your lace lingerie that made your nipples peek through. He sucked in a breath of air at the sight. “You are so beautiful.” He breathed out. “You are quite handsome yourself.” You smiled. He kissed you again carefully moving you over to the bed. When you lied down he pulled down his sweatpants, leaving him in his boxers and my god from the looks of his bulge alone, he was very gifted. He climbed on top of you and you continued your heated make out session, you scraped your nails on his back as you had read in books before which gave you a positive reaction. “John…will you take my virginity?” You asked him when breaking the kiss. He looked at you with widened eyes. “You- you’re a virgin? I- I mean not that that's wrong but do you really want me to take your virginity?” He asked you, almost shocked at your words, in his fantasies he wanted to be your first badly but never had he imagined it actually happening, he always assumed that someone in their twenties and a beautiful girl like you would’ve surely had sex already but he was glad he was wrong. “Yes, please.” You plead looking at him while softly stroking his handsome face.

“Fuck- okay, yes.” He cussed, something you never imagined he would do but you made him. Which was even better. He kissed you again and moved his hands over your shoulders to let the straps of your bra fall, the soft thin lace covering your breasts, falling with it. He started kneading them while starting to kiss your neck, sucking and licking the skin, which was sure to leave marks but that was a problem for tomorrow. You gasped at his actions and moaned when he took one of your nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. His other hand slid down your stomach and to your hips, pulling at the band of your lace thong to pull it off, revealing your bare glistening pussy to him. Removing his mouth from your nipple he moved back to your neck. “This all for me sweetheart?” He cooed in your ear. “Yes John- it’s all for you- only for you.” You moaned, you were so worked up you couldn’t wait for him to finally pleasure you like you fantasized every night.

As if he read your thoughts he slid his hand down to your bare pussy and let his fingers go over your wet slit, earning a whine from you. “Fuck you just can’t help it can you, so hot for your training officer, aren’t you baby?” He whispered, clearly very worked up himself, getting familiar with what you liked to hear. “Yes, please, just, I really can’t help it. You just have to be so fucking hot all the time. Especially in your uniform.” You grinned, eyes closed at the thought. “Oh really, maybe I should fuck you in uniform next time.” He said almost with a growl. He was obviously very hard for you and he wanted to please you so badly, making your first time perfect. He moved his two fingers over your clit, stimulating it with pressure. It felt so good it made you grip the sheets below you, holding your breath and closing your eyes. He moved his fingers faster the more your moans and pleas increased. And with his praises in your ear, kisses against your neck and fingers moving faster on your clit you came hard. Gasping for air and back arched you almost blanked out from overstimulation as he kept touching you, wanting to make sure every second of your orgasm was lasting as long as possible. His hard on was now getting painful, pre cum staining his boxers at the tip. But he wasn’t done yet. 

He moved his head lower, hovering over your dripping cunt he licked a stripe up your slit, making you whimper from pleasure. The sensitivity making it even more intense. Then he moved his middle finger inside while still adding more pleasure with his tongue, wanting to fully prepare you for his cock later. His tongue moving over your clit fast and his finger hitting that perfect spot inside you made you see stars as you gasped for air and screamed his name, while John now getting so horny he couldn’t help but move his erection on the mattress, needing a form of release of his build up tension. And after only ten more seconds of him fingering you and tongue fucking you, you came for the second time. Now a sheen layer of sweat on your skin, the sheets were now messed up by your grip and the area below you soaked with your juices, you only hoped John wouldn’t mind. 

when you came down from your high you looked at John who just stopped moving against the mattress. “Please, let me make you feel good now.” You sighed, still hazy from your own release. “I’m not saying no to that.” He smiled, he sat down next to you up against the headboard while you sat up too. You moved your hands over his clothed hard on and started massaging him. “Please sweetheart, enough teasing, I just need to feel you.” He groaned, so desperate for your touch. You immediately obliged and pulled down his boxers to reveal his aching, leaking cock. You licked your lips and moved your hand up and down over his soft, veiny dick, starting a soft pace to jerk him off. After he started to moan louder and louder you decided to lick his tip, he groaned loudly at this, and you now wrapped your lips around his leaking tip. Moving up and down while hollowing your cheeks, you moved your hand to jerk off what couldn’t fit in your mouth. After about 2 minutes he stopped you. “Baby stop, I don't want to cum already.” He said while his hand moved your head away from his cock and back to his mouth so he could give you a kiss. 

“Lay down for me.” You did as you were told and layed down next to him so he could move on top of you. “Are you still sure of this?” He asked you softly, he didn’t want you to have regrets. “Oh very, and I’m on birth control so maybe…you could fuck me raw?” You smiled innocently. “Fuck… yes- yes that’s sounds so good.” He muttered, he now gripped the base of his cock and slowly rubbed his tip over your wet slit. You moaned at the movements and grabbed his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. While kissing you he moved his aching cock inside you and slipped in with ease due to your wetness. He moaned in your mouth at the feel of your tight cunt stretched around him and he wasn’t even fully inside you yet. Moving his tip slowly in and out of you, he got you used to the feeling and gave him the go ahead to fully fuck you. When he bottomed out, you both let out a loud moan at the feeling. He couldn’t help but start rutting against you, moving his lips to your neck to kiss you.  You whined at the feeling, for weeks now all you could think about was this moment and finally he was fucking you. You moved your hands from his neck to his back and scratched it again with your nails making him groan against your neck, now he was pounding into you even harder, getting you both close to your release you so desperately craved. With each thrust he hit that spongy spot inside you that made you scream his name. But when he moved his fingers between you to rub your clit, you came for him, clenching your walls around his dick. He let out a loud moan at this and he filled you with his release, making it drip out of your abused hole. After some time he pulled out his softening dick and gave you a lazy smile. You smiled back at him and as he laid down next to you, you cuddled against him. “That was amazing John, like really really good. I don’t think someone has ever made me feel that way.” You murmured, moving your hand over his chest. “Well I’m glad I was your first time and I hope I didn’t disappoint.” He said before he softly kissed your hair. “It was perfect, just amazing.” You smiled. “But I will have to take you out on a proper date this upcoming weekend.” He suggested. “I would love to.” You agreed. And after that you comfortably slept in his arms, finally your fantasies were fulfilled.

annoying little brothers | f1

female driver x f1 drivers (platonic) (same age as daniel so 33)

part 2 part 3

Y/N L/N BEING THE FUNNIEST DRIVER ON THE GRID

The video starts of with a press conference from the United States Grand Prix. Y/n was seated with Charles, Pierre, Daniel and Sebastian her being in the middle of all the men who she considered her brothers.

She was listening to all the questions the men were receiving from how they thought they were going to do, how’s the team doing, etc. But when a reported finally asked her a question, she completely blanked.

“Sorry, I was just thinking about my son. We were supposed to get breakfast together and he hasn’t texted me back. I haven’t seen Lando all day.” Y/‘ said making the drivers and reporters laugh.

“When did you adopt Lando? I wasn’t aware.” Daniel played along.

“2019. He was actually lost when I met him. It was during the Australian Grand Prix, his first f1 race. I found him and we did the Melbourne walk together and I’ve just kind of adopted ever since. So if any of you bully my son, I’m coming after you.” Y/n explained.

“He’s probably texting you right now saying ‘stop embarrassing me, mom!’” Sebastian went on.

“Wait, he’s over there!” Pierre spotted the Brit rushing towards their direction.

“He’s alive!” Charles cheered.

Finally, Lando arrived to their interview area with a box from a a bakery in his hand. “Sorry, I have to drop this off. We’ll get breakfast tomorrow. I got you pastries.” Lando gave Y/n the box and a hug then he was off since he was late for his interview.

“You’ve raised your son well.” The reporter joked.

“That was all me, I needed no help.”

The next clip was a fan video from 2021. Y/n had just finished her date with a guy and now she was signing autographs and taking photos with a group of girls. The girls had just finished their meals at a restaurant when they spotted the f1 driver leaving with a guy. The politely asked for a photo, which y/n was more than glad to take. Her date stepped aside to give them a moment.

“Sorry to interrupt your date.” A girl apologized for her and all her friends.

“Nothing to be sorry about, honey. I’m actually nervous because I don’t know how the date went. I’m horrible at first dates so this is kinda making me less stressed.” Y/n admitted. The girls laughed as y/n signed a girls phone case.

“Has he met Lando?” Another girl asked knowing how close y/n and lando are.

“Not yet. I’m afraid that Lando might scare him off. Everyone on the grid might, especially seb. He will definitely give him one of those ‘treat her right or I will run you over’ speeches.” Y/n signed another phone case.

“Does he knows you’re famous?”

“Oh god, no! I told him I was unemployed and that a sugar daddy was giving me money. I’m surprised he still agreed to come on this date with me.” Y/n chuckled.

Months later, the guy ended up being y/n’s boyfriend. He even attended the British Grand Prix where he finally met Lando, who was actually the one to tell him to treat y/n right or he would run him over.

The next clip started off with the intro to grill the grid. The challenge was to guess the driver’s numbers, something that y/n was semi confident about.

“So we start off with my man, Danny, number three.” She wrote down on her clipboard. “Four, my son, Lando. Also ever since I met Lando I’ve been seeing the number four quite often. It’s scary actually. Can’t decide if Lando put a curse on me or not.”

“Would he do that?”

“He shouldn’t,” y/n raised her voice slightly. “Anyways, next is … oh! Seb! I don’t know why I couldn’t think of him right away. Then we have latifi at number six then kimi at seven.” She continued writing down the names.

“Nine ….Mazepin.” She fought the urge to roll her eyes since her and the driver were never on good terms.

“Ten, my favorite frenchie well one of, we treat everyone nice here, gasly.” Y/n winked at the camera. “Eleven, the mexican minister of defense, Perez. And then we have me! Thirteen!”

“Do you think Lando got your number right?”

“I don’t doubt him ever.”

“Thirteen, my mother! Everyone better get that right.” Lando pointed at the camera menacingly.

“Fourteen, Alonzo. Sixteen, Leclerc Charles. Eighteen, stroll and twenty two!” Y/n sang the number in the tune of taylor swift’s song. “Yuki! Thirty one, Esteban, my other frenchie. Thirty three, max does he have a middle name verstappen.”

“Have you noticed that you haven’t gotten any wrong yet?”

“I’m just the best, that’s why.” Y/n laughed. “Forty four, the seven time world champion, sir lewis hamilton. Fourty seven, mick mick mick. I love to say his name.”

Y/n had completely forgotten she had to be writing the names down. She was having too much fun.

“Fifty five, carlos smooth operator sainz jr. sixty three, the man with two first names, russell george.” Y/n said as she looked down at the numbers on the paper.

“Do you know his middle name?”

Y/n gasped. “Is it another first name?”

“I believe it’s William.”

“Three names!? It sounds so british.” Y/n chuckled. “Um, seventy seven valtteri, right?” Y/n saw the interviewer nod. “I was getting worried my streak would be broken. And ninety nine, antonio!”

“You got all of them!” Everyone in the room cheered.

“Did anyone else get them all?” Y/n asked.

“Daniel did.”

“Of course. He’s good with numbers.”

The next clip was from the same grill the grid video but it was a blooper. Lando had arrived right as y/n finished filming and handed her a water bottle.

“Did you get my number?” Lando asked curiously.

“Yeah, ninety five, right? Cause you’re a McQueen fan.” Y/n teased as she grabbed the bottle from lando’s hand.

“Yeah, you remembered!” Lando played along “how did she really do?” He asked.

“She got them all right.”

“Really? I’ve got a smart mother!” Lando high fived the woman.

“It’s because I’ve got a photographic memory.” Y/n nodded with the most serious face on.

“Do you really?” Lando asked. He was surprised to hear that.

“No, I just love to lie.”

The next clip started with Daniel and Lando standing next to boards with their 2022 rankings. As predicted, Daniel and Lando’s part of the interview was mostly filled with them drawing over each other’s pictures.

Daniel them knocked over Lando’s rankings to the ground. “That’s how I feel.”

“That was the worst timing ever. Y/n is walking this way.” Lando told Daniel, who immediately picked up the board.

“Are those your rankings?” Y/n asked as she approached the duo. She then noticed that the setup and quickly apologized to the camera man. “Sorry, I’m just curious now.”

“Are you proud of me?” Lando asked, standing next to her and throwing his arm over her shoulder.

“When am I not? Wait, except that time you pushed me into my birthday cake.” Y/n pinched his side. “Can I see the pen?” She asked the guys, Lando gave her his.

“She’s adding to our masterpieces. This piece will be worth millions years from now.” Daniel said.

Y/n then scribbled little stars around Lando’s head and then signed it at the top. “Actually you both look great in your pictures. Did they use photoshop?”

“Excuse me, this is all natural.”

“Y/n! Hi, hello. What’s going on here?” Martin brundle asked the woman as she walked with her mom and pr manager, Lucy.

“Martin! It’s been a while, nothing much. How are you?” Y/n hugged the former racing driver. “This is my mom, she’s been wanting to meet you.”

“Mrs. l/n, hello. Welcome, how are you?” Martin greeted the older woman.

“Great. I’m here supporting my girl. It’s been a wonderful weekend.” Y/n’s mom smiled.

“Are you aware that you have a grandson that drives for McLaren?” Martin asked making all three ladies laugh.

“Yes, Lando is a very lovely young man.”

“How does it feel to have a daughter and grandson in f1?” Martin asked in a serious tone.

“Amazing. I’m super proud of both of them.”

“Thank you ladies for your time. Have a wonderful day.” Martin smiled at them, but before he could leave, y/n gave him a hug goodbye.

“Take care, Martin!” Y/n waved to the man and left with her mom and Lucy.

“She wins everything. Give her all the trophies. Everything is hers.” Martin said to the camera.

The final clip was consisted of y/n after a race getting interviewed.

“Do you often see your father?” Someone asked from the back.

“No, actually we’re just good friends.”

“What’s your opinion on the president of the United States?” Asked the same person.

“I don’t think about him.”

“What’s going on between max verstappen and lewis hamilton?”

“I don’t know, I just work here.”

Hey! Could you do fluff John Nolan and wife reader where she visit the station and everyone just awed at her beauty? Maybe someone try to flirt with her. You decide how it end. Tag me later. Thanks!

first time writing for nolan 😜

lmk how i did!

nolan’s wife

You were way too beautiful to be John Nolan’s wife, is the first thing that comes to mind to all the officers when you introduce yourself.

Lucy and Jackson knew Nolan was with someone, because he always shot down anyone that came onto him everywhere they went. Whether it be the hospital, a call, the bar, anywhere.

But they didn’t know that that woman was his wife, nor that she was that gorgeous!

And I mean everyone, even Tim Bradford, was checking her out as she made her way towards the rookie.

“John,” You said in a silky voice, slightly fixing his tie.

“Y/n,” John smiles down at you, leaning down to place a kiss on your lips.

That was the only downside of your husband—his height. He was so tall, and it wasn’t that you were short, it was just that he was so tall! Even in high heels you couldn’t match his height or anywhere near it.

“Oh, my god,” Lucy sped over to the two of you, her hair pulled back into a low bun. “You are gorgeous!”

“Thank you?” You pull back slightly from John, giving him some personal space.

“I have to say, you are beautiful,” Jackson says, his hands resting on his belt.

“Who’s this smoke show?” Smitty walks over, raising his brows and flashing a smile. “Wanna go out tonight?”

“Yeah, I’m gonna have to pass,” You nod awkwardly, holding your hand out to let him see your ring. “I’m married.”

“To who? I could take him,” Smitty assures you.

“To me. She’s my wife,” John asserts dominance, which has Smitty backing up a few steps.

“Alright, slow down cowboy,” Smitty puts his hands up, walking back to his desk.

Lucy laughs, shaking her head.

“Hey, we were just about to head out for lunch, wanna join us?” Jackson asks nicely.

“Oo, yes!” Lucy jumps excitedly. “Please, please, please come!”

“I mean, if it’s okay with you,” You turn towards John, looking up at him sweetly.

“Of course, oh, I’d love for you to go,” John puts his large hands on the sides of your head, leaving a kiss on the top of your head.

“So it’s a deal, let’s go,” Lucy puts her arm through yours. “Y/n gets shotgun.”

Lucy drives you to this food truck joint, that has several different types and trucks to try from, so you could basically get whatever you wanted.

You sit in front with Lucy, while John and Jackson take up the backseat.

You snap a photo of John in the back seat, and tell him that you think it’ll make the Christmas card this year, resulting in a laugh from him.

Once there, Lucy picks a table with four chairs, and you sit as John gets the two of you something to share. Because, yes, the two of you are adorable like that. But also because he wanted to surprise you since you’ve never eaten there before.

You watch him go around to several of the trucks, getting a bit of everything, and you love him for it because he knows you so well.

Lucy shares a few of her fries with you as you wait.

When he sits back down, you are relieved to be hit with the smell of food, but then are hit with the urge to vomit.

Which brings you back to the whole reason you came to see John at the station.

You cover your mouth, which has you receiving a concerned look from your husband.

“Everything okay?” His frown deepens as get up.

“Excuse me,” You all but sprint towards the nearest trash can and hurl into it, not even caring about how people around you are trying to eat.

“You okay?” John appears beside you, rubbing your back and giving you a napkin so you can wipe your mouth.

“I’m fine,” You swallow, trying to get the taste out of your mouth. “Did you get something to drink?”

“Yes, it’s right this way,” John still watches over you intently, his hand on the small of your back. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m okay,” You laugh it off.

When you sit, you feel eyes on you, and you know who they belong to.

Your husband.

“John, we should talk,” You turn your head, dropping your fork.

“And that’s our cue,” Jackson nods to Lucy who stands with the man to leave to another table.

“What’s wrong? I thought everything was okay.”

“It is,” You grab his hand. “I took a test this morning.”

“A test? What— like, like a pregnancy test?” His eye brows shoot to his hairline. He was surprised, to say the least.

“Yeah,” You look down. “It was positive.”

“Really?” John lets out a breath.

“If you don’t want this, I understand,” You tilt your head. “You’re still just a rookie, and—“

“No,” John shakes his head with a big grin bloomed across his face. “I mean, I’ll admit, it’s terrible timing, but I couldn’t be more happier.”

You let out a big sigh of relief that has John laughing along with you.

“Good. Because I don’t know what I would have done, had you said you didn’t want this baby.”

“I would never say that to you, or anyone, for that matter.”

You smile up at him, placing a kiss on his jaw.

“We’re gonna have a baby,” John whispers.

“Yeah,” Your eyes water a bit, stupid hormones. “We are.”

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