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𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗿. austin butler

PAIRING ➨ austin butler x f!reader

GENRE ➨ fluff

SUMMARY ➨ inspired by that one tiktok of the kid stealing the girl’s chipotle queso dip. i like to think austin would find it hilarious. 

WARNINGS ➨ none that i can think of.

𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

ever since austin has finally finished filming elvis, the two of you seemed to have flown everywhere, from france to attend the cannes film festival, to attending the met gala in new york, going back to australia for a much-needed vacation, and so much more. now that you were back home in l.a., however, you both decided to settle down for a bit before austin had to go anywhere else for filming projects. it seemed like every day he was taking you on a date, visiting new lunch places the two of you have never gone to before, old dinner spots you were regulars at, and even different diners that still held on to their traditions from when they first opened.

sometimes, however, you two just wanted a quick meal, and so that afternoon, you both held hands as you walked down to chipotle to eat whatever you both built. you, of course, bought a burrito filled with your favorite toppings and even decided to pig out on the chips with queso dip, which the two of you would share. you asked for two separate containers of queso, knowing austin loved dousing his chips in the dip.

taking a sip of the watermelon limeade you had poured, austin telling a little story from the set of elvis, you see a little hand reach onto your table and grab the little plastic cup of queso you kept on your side of the metal tray. "uh -" you stutter, feeling flabbergasted at the occurrence. "oh wait. . ."

"bye," the kid held eye contact with you, turning around to go to an empty table, where you could barely see him put the container down. from right in front of you, you hear austin laugh, putting his hand in front of his mouth as he stares at your shocked expression. "did he just steal my cheese?" you ask him, pulling more laughter from his plump lips. he nods, "yeah, he did."

"okay," you stood up, seeing that the kid had just left the area from where he put down the dip, and you hurried over to steal it back. you made eye contact with him, and with a swiftness you never had before, you snatched the container back and were about to go back to your seat when you see him steal austin's. "huh?" he all but shouts, staring after the kid that stole his, and you break into a fit of laughter. the cheese in the container jiggled, and you put it back down on the table before it spilled on the floor.

"oh okay, you. . ." austin struggled to say. "you can have it."

Tranquility

here’s a cute little one shot I wrote! austin makes me want to combust🥹 Warnings: mentions of alcohol consumption, unedited cause I’m lazy (sorry), other than that it’s just some fluffy goodness<3

the sun had melted into the horizon, leaving behind a blanket of black velvet covered in stars. The dim moonlight shone through the windows of yours and Austin’s home. glasses filled with red wine accompanied by the half empty bottle sat on the glass coffee table in front of where you laid comfortably on Austin’s chest. Casablanca played on TV, but you could barely hear Humphrey Bogart over the soft beating of Austin’s heart. It was slow and calm as it thumped against your ear; his chest rising and falling with his laboured breaths. It was nights like these that you cherished the most.

Tonight Austin wasn’t slaving away on set until the early hours of the morning. He was comfortably sprawled out on the couch with his lover in his arms, a slight buzz zipping through him from the two glasses of wine he had drank. These nights were yours and Austin’s definition of tranquility. Pure bliss.

You slightly maneuvered your head so you could admire Austin’s features. His face was illuminated by the TV as he inventively watched the film he had already watched a million times. His bright blue eyes were darker than normal, considering the only sources of light in your living room were the television and the moon. His plump pink lips were pulled into a soft and content smile. You had truly never seen a man more beautiful than him.

“what are ya looking at?” Austin hummed, bringing you back to reality. You brought your hand that was laid on his chest up to his cheek, resting it there as you slowly rubbed your thumb back and forth along his soft skin.

“you” you simply responded with, a smile growing on your face to match Austin’s.

“you’re so pretty, you know that?” you comment again as your thumb makes its way from his cheek bone down to his lips. His eyes always sparkled when he looked at you. To him, you were the most beautiful person to have ever walked the earth. He was totally whipped for you, and he loved it.

His hand that was once resting against your lower back moved up to your hair, where he gently pushed some of your long bangs behind your ear. From there, it moved to rest on your cheek, or rather almost the whole left side of your face.

“thank you honey, but your prettier” Austin drawled, his southern accent sticking out like a sore thumb. You loved it though.

In that moment, time seemed to have stopped. Your eyes bored into his until they flickered down to glance at his lips, which had a small smirk laying across them. You barely had to move to capture his lips in yours. The kiss was soft and sweet, the reminiscence of the wine still sitting in his tongue.

He pulled away slowly, keeping your face close to his by leaning his for head against yours.

“I love you, darlin” he whispered lowly. His long lashes laid against his cheeks as his eyes were still closed, trying to lock away this memory for those long nights on set when he couldn’t be with you. You closed your eyes as well, focusing on the way his leisured breaths fanned across your lips.

“I love you too, aus” you whisper back, reconnecting your lips in another passionate kiss. this moment was the definition of tranquility.