Unexpected (James Phelps x Reader)

1.37

"You are kidding!" I exclaimed. All he did was smile showing off those adorable dimples.

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"You know I'll have to fly home tomorrow, right?" I rested my head on James's chest after coming back from the bathroom.

We spent the whole day together. Just existing. We took a long relaxing bath after which James gave me a massage. It was difficult to keep it civil but we managed.

After that, we ate and then we were just chilling in the bedroom watching sitcoms. "Why did you bring it up?" His body tensed. "I'm struggling to believe it. Had to say it out loud." I admitted. "I'll miss you." I added.

"I'll miss you more." He stroked my arm. "But we will be fine. We'll figure something out." "We have to." I inched even closer and just lied there listening to his heartbeat.

"I always adored England, you know? I always felt like it was the right country for me to live in. And even though this was my first time visiting, I know my gut has been right." I mentioned randomly.

"Wait. Do you want to live in England? Like... to move?" James asked excitedly. "I always kind of planned to move here one day. Yeah. To buy a farmhouse outside of the big cities but not too far from civilisation. And to be a doctor there." I smiled. "After school, of course."

"Why won't you just move right now?" James asked. "Because I still have two and a half more years of school to go to graduate?" I chuckled. "You could transfer to some university here." James suggested making me smile.

It felt incredible to have someone want me so close to them. If only he could move to Europe for those two years. But neither of us really could. "I don't have my life sorted out yet. I wanna leave when I'm ready." I sighed.

"I understand. I'd just so much prefer to have you here." "Why don't you go with me? I bet your fans over there would be happy to see you." I rolled off of him and over onto my belly to rest my chin on my hands.

"I already said I'd come to visit. But I think we will stay away from the fans. You wouldn't like to see me surrounded by those girls, would you?" He smiled cheekily.

I gulped internally realising I never told him about my flatmates, the guys I was pretty much surrounded by. But I certainly wasn't going to tell him now.

"I'm pretty sure I can protect my territory from any intruders." I returned the smirk confidently. "Oh yeah? And how are you gonna do that?" He propped on his elbow. "I'll write my name on you if I have to." I leaned down and lightly kissed his finger not breaking eye contact.

Before I could rise back up, James would react to my subtle action by sticking two fingers in between my lips and pushing my tongue down towards the floor of my mouth. "Are we now being bold all of a sudden?" He asked in a low voice which sent shivers down my spine.

My lips would automatically wrap around his long fingers and my cheeks would end up hollowing as I sucked on them. "What are you trying to tell me, y/n?" He crooned pulling his fingers out and licking them clean.

I watched him hypnotised by the way his muscles moved on his neck. "You heard me. I'm not letting any girl get a single idea of taking my place." I said with my voice being a little raspy as I could still feel his digits in the back of my throat.

"I'm not planning to give you any real reasons to be jealous, baby, but I can't all of a sudden refuse to hug a fan. Is that really all you wanted to tell me with those doll eyes though?" He asked again with his eyes sparkling.

"Oh, so we are playing, huh?" I sat up. "Okay. First of all. They wanna hug you? Sure. But you'll be marked. And second of all. Yes, that was all I had to say, mister, don't get any ideas. Now excuse me, I'll go get some water." I smiled seductively and got up to walk out of the bedroom.