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Work of art (Michael Gray x reader)

Request: Michael gray x reader where the reader is ashamed of her strech marks and hides them from him and he finds out and just loves her???

To the anon who requested this: I'm sorry but I have the feeling that your request is really good for a headcannon, more than an imagine. So, I hope it doesn't bother you! ♡

Warnings: none

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

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➳ You started dating Michael a few months ago and, yet, you never had sex with him. So, he thought you wanted to save your virginity for the wedding and he never forced you.

➳ Like all men, he had desires. Desires that he showed when you were making out, but you couldn't blame him, far from it. You wanted it, but you were afraid, afraid he would see your body. You've always been very complexed because of your stretch marks.

➳ Many times you thought about making love in the dark, but it was too risky for you. This complex was eating you as much as shame was consuming you ...

➳ Your boyfriend asked repeatedly questions about why he couldn't see you naked, whereas you had already seen his body, but it doesn't go further than kisses and some caresses:

- "You don't want me?"

- "You still have your period?"

- "Is it length and the fat of my cock that scares you?" he asked in jest, helping you to relax a bit. Of course, you couldn't help but laugh. You had never seen a penis before his so you didn't had the chance to compare.

➳ You always managed to dodge the question that would make you tell the truth, but you were afraid that he would get tired of you and go elsewhere to satisfy his sexual desires.

➳ You were always at Michael's or he was at your home when your parents were away. One day, while you were waiting for Michael at his place, you decided to run a bath since you still had a good hour to wait before he returned to his place. When your clothes littered the floor, you were completely naked and getting ready to enter the bathtub, the door opened.

➳ You immediately grabbed the towel and covered your body the best you could even if it was already too late. Of course, you were embarrassed because you would have preferred him seeing you for the first time in other circumstances, but also because he had probably seen your stretch marks.

➳ "Michael, couldn't you knock?!"

"It's my flat and I didn't think you would be here." he protested, raising hands in the air to show his innocence, but the smile of this cheeky little bastard said otherwise.

➳ Approaching you, he pulled slowly on the towel to finally have the chance to see your body, but also not to rush you and make sure you wanted the same thing. Except you hold the towel, having crimson cheeks.

➳ "Stop, please..." you whispered.

"Why? Everytime we're about to have sex, you're blocking yourself and I still don't know why... Tell me what's wrong, what I can do to put you at ease..." he said before he kissed the tip of your nose with tenderness.

"It's not your fault, Michael. I just don't like my body... To be honest, I hate it..."

➳ He looked at you like you were crazy and he frowned, obviously he didn't understand. So, when he began to gently pull on the towel again, you let him do it while you closed your eyes, refusing to see his reaction. You were sure he would look at you with disgust.

➳ The towel slipped and you felt embarrassed like you had never been before. When you felt the tips of his fingers trace each curve of your body, you shivered. He was so delicate... At this moment, you felt less ashamed.

➳ "You're very beautiful. What's the problem, baby girl?"

You opened your eyelids and you looked into his beautiful gray-greenish eyes while a glimmer of desire shone there.

"I hate the stretch marks I wear on my body. I hate them so much, Michael..." you explained shyly.

➳ Caressing your stretch marks before he laid kisses on EVERY part of your skin that was affected by your complex.

➳ "Your body is a work of art and these marks are a detail of it, love." 

Sex or more? (Michael Gray x reader)

Request: Hi!! I was wondering if u could do a michael gray x reader where she has become his secretary and has a crush on her. Polly knows that she likes him back and thinks that michael only wants her to fuck so she scares her but michael finds out, looks for her and brings her back ??? Thanks!!💘💘

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

+ I know it’s not by best work, but I’m so tired ‘cause when I’m posting this, it’s very laaaaate in France. x)

***

➳  You became Michael Gray's secretary about two months ago, some of your relatives weren’t as enthusiastic as you, but you didn’t care. It was your first real job and it couldn’t have been better, Shelby Company Ltd paid its secretaries quite well. So why would you refuse? Not to mention that your young boss was someone nice and pretty to look at... You couldn’t lie to yourself and tell you that working with him was unpleasant.

➳  Crushing on him so hard and blush every time he flirts with you. Your salary increased, without knowing why, but you never asked too many questions.

➳  He started to walk you home every night, so you learnt to discover each other until he invited you to go out with him some evenings, but it never really was a date.

➳ Finally, he settled a date, it was romantic and classy. It was the best night of your life, and that's how you understood that you liked him, except that you weren’t aware that the feeling was shared. After all, lately Michael had caught the reputation of a skirt-chaser...

➳ However, Michael was genuine, even though you didn’t notice. On the other hand, everyone around you saw very well that you crushed on Michael since you have never been talented to hide your feelings. And if everyone had noticed, Polly was one of the first to have seen it...

➳ Polly fucking Shelby. By talking to her, you ended up discovering that she had supernatural gifts and that she was able to discover a lot of things that were sometimes impossible. So, in the late afternoon, when she came into Michael's office while he was away, you felt something fishy was happening. Unfortunately, you weren’t wrong…

"Yes, Mrs. Gray? What can I do for you? Michael is not here."

"I came for you. I will be very clear with you: I know you love my son."

➳ You looked at her as if you hadn’t shit for weeks, your face lost all its colors and you became very nervous, unable to hold in place.

"Excuse me?”  

"Don’t play the girl who doesn’t know what I'm talking about, it's cliché. Look, you're not a bad girl and you don’t deserve that, but you have to know... Michael just wants to fuck you."

Agape, you looked in her eyes to see if she was joking, but when you realized that she was serious and you looked away as your sight blurred. You wanted to cry, except that you were holding back to not lose your credibility with Polly.

➳ No longer able to hold you back, you storm out of the office and return to your home without a word. What said this woman had hurt you in the depths of your being and you didn’t know what to do. The worst thing is that you believed her.

➳ When Michael came back to the office, there wasn’t the slightest trace of you, he decided to call you, but when you got down and his voice began to reach you, you hung up immediately. This worried him and started to question his anterior actions, which is why he went to ask his mother if she knew something.

"Mom, why Y/N isn’t here?” He asked, credulous.

"I told her the truth.” She replied, smoking a cigarette while she read some papers.

"What truth, damn it?!"

"That you just want to have sex with her. I don’t want this non-reciprocal feelings to affect her work before it's too late to go back."

"WHAT?! It's ridiculous!” He shouted, angrily.

➳ He left and drove to your house before knocking on your door and calling from outside. He climbed the gutter to reach your window, which he knocked on before discovering that your room was empty. Michael went down again and opened the front door. Once at your place, it’s on your balcony overlooking the outdoor courtyard that he found you back to him, sitting on one of the chairs.

"Y/N…"

"What are you doing here, Michael?” You questioned him without turning around, afraid he would see your red and wet eyes.

"I know what my mother told you and she’s wrong, although she says she can read people's intentions, see ghosts, and so on. I don’t particularly want to have sex with you even if you’re a very beautiful young woman. "

“So, what…?”

Finally, you dared to turn around and met his eyes, a beautiful smile stretched his kissable lips.

"I really like you. So, would you like to continue working for me and going out with me after work?"

How could you refuse?

Someone else better than him (Michael Gray x reader)

Request: Helloo, could you please do a michael x reader where the reader is a barmaid or waitress at the garrison, she has a boyfriend. Everyone knows Michael likes her and want them to be together and john tease him about it. Her boyfriend cheats on her and Michael conforts her. And then he tells her he loves her and wants her to be his gf???

Warnings: cheating + not my best work, I know, but I’m overwhelmed by everything I had to do :(

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

***

Like every Friday night, the Garrison was crowded, impossible to get around without pushing someone or crushing some feet. It was in these situations that you blessed the lord to be barmaid and not waitress. Even if you had people at the bar, it was always better and then at least you had time to chat with customers or even the Shelby’s.

While you were serving a man in his 40s, you saw John Shelby and Michael Gray sitting at the counter and chatting. The smile that stretched John's lips was not unknown to you, he was certainly annoying his cousin and your curiosity prevailed by trying to listen to their conversation like a spy.

“By the time you make a move towards her, she will have had time to get married three times and have ten kids!” John joked, so Michael sighed, shaking his head.

"John, it's not that easy. She has a boyfriend."

"And so?”

"I would be surprised if she took it well."

I finished serving the last customers before moving on to those two, cutting them off in their discussion.

"Michael, John, what can I serve you?” I asked, smiling.

"Two whiskey, please, Y/N.” Michael replied, looking down at his hands.

I served them before dealing with the payments, making sure no one scammed us and I took the opportunity to listen to them resume their discussion. Wrong? Yes. Interesting? Really.

"What happened to Michael Gray, the guy who can fuck any girl he wants?"

"I don’t want to fuck her, that's what you don’t understand.” growled the youngest of the two.

"So, what? That's why you have no more balls to try anything? Or is it because you're afraid she thinks you have a dick too small? "

"Shut up.” Michael retorted before lowering his glass and snapping it on the varnished wooden counter.

"You know what? If I wasn’t married, I would already have tried something with Y/N.” he murmured, but not low enough so I could hear.

I couldn’t help but blush and tried to avoid their eyes the rest of the evening. It’s true that I had always found Michael pretty handsome, intelligent and friendly. Maybe more than once, my heart had missed a beat, but I had always ignored this great attraction towards him. I had never wanted to disrespect my boyfriend, considering that he didn’t deserve it, especially since we had been together for a year and a half. He came to visit me more than once during my services and this led to arguments, he was convinced that something was going on between me and Michael because of the continuous innuendos of the Shelby or because that I got on very well with the Chief Accountant of Shelby Company Ltd.

After closing the pub, you went home like every night, exhausted and having only one desire: to sleep. Ten minutes later, you found yourself in your boyfriend's building, went up the two floors and arrived at the front door; low moans of man and especially of woman came to your ear. You frowned and then widened your eyes as you understood what was happening. Alexander was doing what you forbade yourself, in the sheets you shared together. You didn’t need to check, it was useless, you weren’t stupid to believe that it was just a misunderstanding. You took out of your bag, a sheet of paper and a pen before scribbling these few words:

"You have chosen another that isn’t me, but don’t expect to see me again, except to come get my things. Good luck with her, hoping she will be the right one. - Y/N L/N"

You were sad, it was the case to say it, but you hadn’t shed a tear. Maybe you didn’t love him as before, and obviously it was reciprocal, but you would have preferred it to end otherwise. To deceive you and count on keeping it as a secret, there was nothing more cowardly.

You decided to turn back your way, going to your own flat.

*

The next day was a little more difficult, this story gnawed at you all night, not to mention that you couldn’t get Michael off your head either. Obviously, you liked him and it was reciprocal. Now, you were single and you wondered if anything could happen between you two... To be honest, you were a bit lost, between this break and the opportunity to be with Michael... This break affected you even if you didn’t want to admit it.

You were cleaning the counter as the first guests arrived; it was still a bit early when you saw Michael walk through the pub door alone. Usually, he always was with someone. You didn’t get up and continued your work until he sat on the stool in front of you.

"Hello Michael, what do you want?"

"Hi, Y/N. A whiskey, please."

You nodded with a small smile and served him immediately as you felt his gaze constantly on you. When you looked up, you met her beautiful gaze as his eyebrows furrowed.

“You really have dark circles under your eyes tonight, what's going on?” he asked, looking worried before taking a sip of his drink.

"Here are ways to seduce a woman!” I replied with an irony, a small smile on my lips. It was true that my dark circles had taken a rather purplish color that night, because of my lack of sleep. "Let's say that... I almost surprised my boyfriend, finally ex, cheating on me. And then other little things that it took me time to fall asleep and that my sleep wasn’t renovator."

"He did WHAT?!” he almost choke on his whiskey and gawk like an idiot.

"Cheated. He cheated on me, Michael. But it’s going to be okay... "

I looked down at the counter, feeling my throat tighten. A person in whom I had great confidence betrayed me and there was nothing I could do against it, except wait for time to pass and let the wound heal.

"He doesn’t deserve you. You'll find someone else better than him..."

"I think I already found it..." you thought.

"If I was him, I wouldn’t have done that.” he added, looking into my eyes.

"What would have you done?” I asked, leaning towards him.

"I would have stayed by your side, faithful and I would have waited patiently for you to come back, to take you in my arms and kiss you” he confessed, murmuring, his voice hoarse.

My heart began to accelerate at his revelation. I bit my lower lip, bringing my face close to his.

"What's stopping you?"

"I want you to know something first: I have strong feelings for you for a while and knowing you with him became unbearable. I'm sorry for what happened to you, but I'm glad you're not with him anymore."

"Know one thing," I repeated, like him. "It's reciprocal."

It was all he needed to slide a hand behind my neck and put his lips against mine for a passionate kiss.

There’s plenty more fish in the sea.

You grow up too fast (Michael Gray x reader)

Request: Hey, can u write an imagine or hc about being ada's bff and going to polly's, meeting michael??? He falls in love w her and takes her on a date and to a family meeting were he presents her as his girl

Warnings: none, only fluff

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

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➳ When you met Ada, you were 16 and even if she was already 22, you understood each other so well and if you weren’t straight, you would probably fall in love with this woman. Now, you’re her best friend for 6 years and you only met Tommy when he broke into her house, to see if she was doing well. So yep, you never met the others Shelby in Polly’s house until that day. Ada absolutely wanted you to meet her brothers, her cousin and her aunt.

➳ At the beginning, even if they were nice to you, because Ada trusted you with her whole heart, you were so shy. For you to relax, John and Arthur had in mind to make you laugh with their best puns and jokes, and it worked. Even Polly chatted with you like you belonged to this family. To summarize, it was really nice.

➳ But there was Michael, you couldn’t help but blushed every time you met his gaze. He was handsome, well-mannered and a bit mysterious. So, at the end of the day, when he asked you on a date while all of his family members were doing something, you were surprised. Then, you gladly accepted, wanting to know him.

➳ Asking Ada for help to choose your clothes, hairstyle and makeup for your date. She was almost as excited as you were and she openly hoped you would become a real family member, like Mrs. Gray, which made you blush because it was so soon!

➳ Michael was hot as always.

➳ Him gaping when he saw you before he managed to compliment you:

“Wow… You’re incredibly beautiful, Y/N.”

➳ Taking you to a fancy restaurant, the kind where you had never stepped before. You were completely amazed. The food was excellent, at the top of the gastronomy.

➳ Michael couldn’t stop looking at you when he had the chance to. He found you so beautiful, intelligent and he loved when you were shy, he thought it was cute.

➳ His heart was beating like crazy and poor boy; he didn’t understand immediately what was happening to him. Then, he remembered what people told him, what if feels like to fall in love. At this moment, he knew he was falling so hard for you.

➳ At the end of the diner, he couldn’t resist you and your desirable lips. He gathered his courage, taking your hand in his, caressing your flushed cheek and he kissed you, putting all his love in the kiss. Then, he asked you to be his girlfriend and you only could accept, otherwise you would be crazy!

➳ You were in a relationship for two months, keeping it a secret, before you decided to reveal the truth to the Shelby’s, except Ada who knew because you couldn’t hide it to her.

➳ There was a family meeting between the Shelby’s, but Michael insisted for you to come because it was the best occasion to tell them. So you entered Thomas’s manor hand in hand and when they saw you, hands intertwined, you had nothing to explain. They congratulated the two of you.

“When is the wedding?” asked Ada to tease you a bit before taking you in her arms, whispering in your ear “Aw, you grow up too fast, my Y/N!” which made you laugh.

Requests

Hey! I really miss tumblr and writing one-shots, headcanons, etc. I used to write about the Peaky Blinders, Supernatural and Resident Evil 🥰

I think I'll come back after mid-May. So, who wants me to write something? If you have something original in mind (which was not written yet), don't be shy and tell me about that! 😉

(and if I have to many requests, I'll write "requests are closed" in my bio)

Of course, it won't be posted before mid-May... Because of university (I still have exams during quarantine 🤦🏻‍♀️) and also because I work on a lot of projects, alone or with my publishing company, so you'll have to be patients aha

Lots of love ❤️