Strawberry Lipstick - Y.B Imagines

special necklaces

tw // mentions of loss

desc: you have your equivalent of dom's saint christophers necklace, a necklace your grandma gave you before she passed away. you think you've lost it permanently but dom knows the feeling and helps you find it.

"dom?" you call from the bedroom. dom took his toothbrush out of his mouth, cleaning the brush before leaving to go to you in the bedroom. he came in and immediately saw how panicked you were.

"love, what's wrong?" he asked as you pulled out one of the bedside drawers and began frantically throwing things outside of it with an unseen determination from you. dom was worried with what was wrong.

"love?" he said. you began breaking down into sobs. "i lost my american angel" you said, crying onto the sheets of the bed. dom immediately knew the severity of this for you. your american angel was his saint christophers.

it had been given to you by your grandma when you turned 18 years old, and she'd passed away a few months later. she'd bought it for you when she was in america, so you always referred to it as your american angel necklace.

it was originally just a charm but you'd gotten it made into a necklace. and you rarely took it off. you only took it off when you were showering or sleeping. so losing it was the biggest deal for you, it was heartbreaking at the thought.

"i'm sure we'll find it love" dom said softly, lifting your head up. he felt himself reach over for the saint christophers which was still laying on his neck. "what if we don't?" you said, crying into his shoulder, distraught.

your breaths were getting quicker and shorter and you were verging on an anxiety attack. "when did you see it last?" he asked. "when i took it off to have my shower" you spluttered. "and i put it on the table and now it's gone" you sobbed.

dom got up and looked through the drawers, nothing. you were still crying over and over. "what table love?" he asked. "this bedside table" you said, putting your hand up on it, supporting yourself to cry.

he then had a goldmine thought. "love do you mind moving for a second?" he said. you rubbed your eyes and got up. dom lay down on the floor and reached his hands under the bed, feeling around as much as he could.

his thought process was that maybe in your panic, you'd accidentally knocked it off and let it fall under the bed. his hands kept moving and he was beginning to think it was a lost cause when his hand felt something.

it was something cold and metal. he grabbed it and pulled it out, both of you seeing your american angel necklace. "DOM!!" you practically screamed, throwing your arms around him, almost knocking him over.

tears still streamed down your face but it was tears of relief. "thank you, thank you so much" you said, crying softly into his chest. "don't thank me love, it's fine" he said. he moved you out of his lap and you sat down on the floor.

dom undid the clasp. "let me put it on for you" he said softly. you lowered your head and dom put it around your neck before redoing the clasp again. you lifted your head back up and looked up at dom.

dom couldn't keep a smile off his face. you wore your american angel necklace on more occasions than dom wore his necklace, it was almost like seeing you naked when you weren't wearing it in front of him.

you went and lay down on the bed and dom soon lay down next to you. his hands messed with your hair as he kissed you softly. "i hate seeing you upset doll" he smiled softly. you felt a small smile on your face.

"thank you again for finding it" you said again, turning over to face dom. "you really don't need to thank me y/n, i'd find it any day, i know how much it means to you, you helped me find my necklace" he said.

you hadn't forgotten that. dom had lost his saint christophers and was equally as upset as you were today, but you'd found his, it was under a makeup bag which had a t-shirt laid over it. you were tired and you felt yourself fall asleep.

dom saw you were asleep and undid the clasp, taking it off. he lifted up the charm and looked at it. he'd never looked at it properly. it was a golden charm with a carved out angel holding up a beam of light. he brought it up to his face and kissed it softly.

he believed like the one his nana gave him, it kept you safe. he pulled out a small trinket tray you two had by your bedside and put the necklace down. he took off his own and placed it next to yours.

it was an inside joke with you two that when you put your necklaces there, they talked to each other about the dumbass situations you two get each other into. he leant to your side and fell asleep, his nose nuzzled into your neck.

*a/n, if anyone's wondering the inspo for the necklace, it's based off an actual charm i have my grandma got me <3*