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Touch
for @karazorxel
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can you do one with dove x fem reader where she writes a song about her girlfriend and she sings it for her in their bedroom please 🙏🏻Â
warning: pure fluffÂ
word count: 1k
Summary: Dove writes a song for Y/N to show how much she appreciates her.
Out of Touch - Dove Cameron
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Clink
"Shit! No no no'' There goes another mini mason jar that I’ve shattered. Grabbing the broom and dustpan I try to sweep without stepping on any of the shards. Hearing the door to our room close I know she’s heard before she even calls out.
"Is everything okay?" I hear Dove call out from the hallway.
"Yeah... everything's fine." I sigh, as I throw the glass away. Looking around for any lost pieces. “Oww,” But clearly I didn’t do a very good job because I felt it before I saw it.Â
“Oh love, sit down let me see.” As Dove helps me walk over to the stool pulled out next to the island.“Well, it’s not very deep, I'll just grab the disinfectant” She says, turning around and heading towards the bathroom. “Fuck!” Looking down I wince as I see another of the asshole shards embedded in Dove’s foot. Reaching out I pull out the other stool. “Ok how about we clean up and get out of this awful kitchen.” I breathe out a sigh at the wonderful idea.
“Yeah, how about we just settle for takeout,” I utter thinking about the misfortune of the last few minutes.
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“You know I actually had a surprise for you before we became impaled” Dove announces breaking the comfortable silence in our bedroom.
“Aw, what was it?” I ask scooting forward.
“Well, it wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you.” She giggles as I begin to pout. “But how can I say no when you look like that.” Smiling because she’s caved she hands me Peanut Butter. Taking the adorable black cat out of her arms. She grabs her phone from the charger. “ I um wrote this a couple of months ago when we were...” She goes quiet. Taking her hand in mine I squeeze it for reinsurance knowing the time she’s speaking of. “ When where um I don’t want to say fighting...more like we weren’t communicating and you went to go visit Flo for a few days. At the time I really thought it was over but you said you’d come back.” She takes a deep breath. “ I didn’t believe you but then here you were two days later and we just talked, figured our shit out.” Looking into her eye’s I saw them glaze over with unshed tears. Watching as one of them gets from her I reach up and wipe it away. Knowing she needs to finish I don’t respond. “ I felt like saying I love you and making up wasn’t enough for me so I wrote this for you.” Clicking the play button the audio enters the room and my lovely girlfriend begins to sing.
Woke up on the wrong side of you this morning
Said some things last night in the heat of the moment
You always forgive, how could I forget?
You've been in my bed when I need somebody
Yeah, I put you through some things
But at least it ain't boring
Who's gonna tell me I'm out of touch
When the lights come on and I'm still fucked up?
It's true
I hope it's you, yeah
Who's gonna call me on all my shit
When I go too far and you're sick of it?
It's true
I hope it's you
Baby, I hope that it's
You, ooh, ooh
Baby, I hope that it's
You, ooh, ooh
Baby, I hope that it's you
You love me when I'm low, when I'm down in the basement
And don't give me up when I test your patience
You always forgive, how could I forget?
You don't run away when I'm acting ugly
No, you never sugarcoat and that's why you're the greatest, yeah
Who's gonna tell me I'm out of touch
When the lights come on and I'm still fucked up?
It's true
I hope it's you, yeah
Who's gonna call me on all my shit
When I go too far and you're sick of it?
It's true
I hope it's you
She pauses the audio and stops singing. “ That’s most of it I kind of just repeat myself for the rest though.” Turning around in the bed I set Peanut Butter down on the floor. Looking back at Dove the first thing I do feels like the most natural thing in my existence. I lean forward grasping her cheeks and pulling her into a kiss that I hope conveys every emotion she gives me just by breathing. “I love you.” I say as we break apart “ Of course, I’d come back to you. You mean the world to me. But the real question is what can I do for you to release that? I say laughing from the joy of this moment. “ Because I want the whole world to know I’m coming back to you no matter what.” Dove takes a sharp breath in.
“Well, I could think of some idea’s.” Watched her green eyes darkened with lust.
“ um-hum I bet you could,” I say and start to lean into...
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“Meroooww” Both of us releasing a painful sigh turn our heads to Peanut Butter.
“What you want some attention to,” Dove says, teasing the cat. Looking back at me she starts to lean in again but I put my hand in front of her lips.
“Sorry baby, but our children come first,” I say taking the cat into my arms and scratching it between the ears.Â
“ Are you kidding me!” she says shocked. Looking at me. Shaking my head I respond.
“I'm dead serious.” she groans and lays back on the bed.Â
“Can we at least watch a movie?” she declares I’m about to say yes when we both hear.
Clink
“Cheesecake!”
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I absolutely apologize for the wait. I hope you guys enjoyed Touch. I’m so sorry for leaving you hanging in pain with Dove. Let's hope Cheesecake is okay and hope it's not another mason jar. Please reblog to show your support or comment.🤍
reblog this and tag with a food you no longer have access to (closed restaurant, state you moved away from, ex’s mom’s cooking, etc) that will haunt you until your dying day, mine are the spicy chicken sandwich on the employee menu at the fine dining restaurant I was a prep cook at, and the onion bagel from the kosher place down the street from my house when I lived in the city