Man Of Imagines

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(The roles are reversed on this one, David is not famous, but you are. hope you enjoy <3 -R)

important personages: David Bowie as himself (not famous), John Travolta as himself.

1971

Months of endless recording had finally led to the release of the movie. Having not seen David, your boyfriend of 6 years, in so long felt like you had lost yourself more and more as days continued but as far as the public knew nothing was going on; in fact, they thought you were living your best life, being with your husband every day.

*1 year back*

Your team sitting on the opposite side of the table were trying to avoid eye contact but your manager was starting you down, having his fingers intertwined on the table. He sighed. "We don't mean to insult you David, but (y/n), somewhere you should know-" "You know you sound like a dick right?" You scoffed and stood up. "He is my boyfriend, we've been together for 6 fucking years! How could you possibly think of something like this." You said, completely blind with rage as you held David's hand tightly, who sat next to you. "It's just that John himself has already agreed and signed this contact for the coming 3 years and at this point we can't decline, you know Mr.Flays is a well known man and he can find a replacement like that." Your manager said, snapping his fingers as he sat forward and looked at you with dead serious eyes. You inhaled sharply but there was a noticeable tremble. David gently tugged on your hand to make you sit down. You looked down and refused to look at your manager. "David, maybe it is better if you wait outside for a moment." Your manager said and David nodded. "No." You said and refused to let him go. he leant down and whispered calmingly in your ear. "Just talk to them, think about the money.." He stood back up and walked out.

You raised your head and sighed. "How much?" you asked sadly. "8 million. You know (y/n), if we could scrap this contract, we would. I mean you heard the director, you know the script... they want to sell the story, hopefully making more revenue so the pay is even better. He wants you and he wants Travolta, because you're both phenomenal actors and really, you look good together. And it's just for 3 years. All you have to do is act, it's your job. If the people think you're really in love, can you even imagine what that will do for your career? you're just helping each other out." Your manager shrugged. "We just think that if you play on screen with a guy like John and come up to the red carpet with David... I just think it won't be well received." 

At this point you were too tired to fight, this was the third meeting you had about this whole ordeal and your blood was boiling the more he was speaking. You got up and took a deep breath. "I'm going to talk to David, I'll call." You said and turned to walk out the door, slamming it shut.

You found David sitting in the waiting room, you sighed before taking a seat next to him on the couch. "I don't know what to do." you said softly as you rested your forehead in your hands. David looked over and placed a hand on your back. "I don't want this either but we wanted to move to California right? And- and we wanted to get our old Cadillac from 50' fixed and wrapped.." David stammered as he tried to look on the bright side of things. "Pretending to be married? to a man I've only greeted twice before? That just feels...wrong." You said looking up at him with tired eyes. "I know darling," He said as he put his arm around you and pulled your closer. "But it's not like you have to go live with him and be with him at night, right? we can see each other everyday, I'll just have to get a place close to the set so you can come to me every night. And if that means that I'll have to get my mum to take care of our place for months on end, then that's what we're gonna do." He shrugged lightly as he rubbed your back. You rested your head on his shoulder. "8 million, having that on top of our normal income, it's a gift we can enjoy for the rest of our lives.. those 3 years will be over before you know it, and I'll be there every day.." David said as he leant back to make you look at him. "Promise?" You said before taking a deep breath. "I promise.." He said before kissing your forehead. "Let's go home." 

*2 months later*

David had made dinner for the both of you after you spending all day with your team packing and making sure everything was arranged for the private flight to Los Angeles from Dallas. When Amanda, one of your personal assistants, and great friend, had given you a warm everybody left, you finally had the chance to be alone with David. You ate slowly, not wanting to rush anything like you would do during stressful days out of habit. David kept his gaze on you and every time you catched him, you smiled. You put your silverware down on the plate and cleaned the corners of your mouth with a napkin. "I'm going to miss y-" "Stop right there." He said quickly and shrugged. "Don't say that." He added before taking the last bites of his food. "I made dessert, Tiramisu.. would you like some?" David said as he got up and grabbed his plate and yours before walking into the kitchen. You got up and followed him, as he was opening the fridge, you wrapped your arms around his body tightly, resting your head on his back. 

David stopped in his tracks and looked down at your arms on his stomach, he closed the fridge and took a moment to feel your warm embrace before turning and wrapping his arms around you too, pulling you in even closer. "I will be in the same neighbourhood, I already have my spot fixed there. My flight is tomorrow morning so I will be a little later than you but I will make sure to let Amanda know when i'm in the city." David spoke as he gently ran his fingers through your hair, fighting away the tears. 

"I'll be there before you even get the chance to miss me."

The doorbell rang so David placed a gentle kiss on your forehead before letting you go. "Go grab some dessert for yourself and sit yourself in the living room, we still got time to watch something on the telly." He said before walking off into the corridor, closing the dipper behind him. You took a deep breath and sighed before doing as he told. You prepared two plates and went to sit on the couch, turning on the TV and taking a bite.

You heard some footsteps in the hall, the door swung open and David walked in. "Suprise" He said as he revealed your parents and friends walking in behind him. You jaw almost dropped but you stopped yourself as you had just stuffed your face with the dessert. "Ohhhhh!" You mumbled as you put your plate down and swallowed before getting up and walking up to hug both your parents. "David called us, we wanted to come earlier but he told us you were so busy, we didn't want to disturb you." Your mother said as she rubbed your back. You leant out the hug and sighed. "disturb me? never." "I'm glad he called, we just couldn't not say goodbye.." Your dad said as he patted David's shoulder before looking at you. "Why don't you all go to the living room and I'll get us all some coffee and a treat." David said and walked back into the kitchen while you sat down in the living room with your parents.

The joyous evening almost made you forget about how it would end, until you heard the doorbell ring. "Guess they're here.." You took a final sip of your cup and got up. "I'll get it." You walked out the living room and into the corridor, you unlocked the door and swung it open to see your team and manager. "Welcome, welcome... come in." You said and made way for them, wanting to close the door before feeling something stop you from doing so, you looked down to see a shoe lodged between the door and the frame. 

"Hey now, you're forgetting someone." A soft voice said.

You looked up and saw John standing in front of you, staring at you with his pale blue eyes with his head slightly tilted. "O-oh gosh, I'm so sorry." You said as you quickly stepped back to let him in. John chuckled and walked in while keeping his eyes on you. "Not to worry, just don't forget your fiancé next time." He joked and walked in. You froze for a second before closing the door.