the new neighbor (cate blanchett x reader)

Kindness

*Cate's POV*

I've been thinking about her since the moment she left. I don't know why but she has this effect on me. And now that I'm thinking about it I think this is not the first time this happened to me.

I always thought I just was a good feminist that knew how to appreciate women but I'm starting to realize it might be something else.

It's really confusing because I love my husband and my kids but a life with a woman by my side sounds really good. I'm not sure yet but I think I like women.

Today I went to pick up Dashiell from high school. He got into the car and I saw y/n looking at us. I asked Dashiell if he was okay with us driving y/n home and he said yes.

I was  really happy that he did because I really wanted to spend some time with her. She was really shy about it and I found it extremely cute. At one point she blushed and knowing that I made her that kind of nervous made me giggle.

I mean yes I'm famous but apart from that, I'm a normal person.

We dropped her off at her house and she thanked us for driving her home. I really liked how nice and grateful for everything she was. I mean driving her home was the least I could do she had been really nice to me and after all, we live in the same neighborhood, so I wasn't actually doing much.

When we get home Dashiell starts telling us about his day and how everyone was actually really nice.

He has y/n in almost all of his classes and hearing that made me a little bit jealous because that means he's gonna get to spend a lot of time near her.

I know I shouldn't be feeling like this but I can't fight it. She lit a spark inside of me that every day grows stronger and I can't put it out, but I don't mind it and I'm kind of grateful that she did. I know that what I'm feeling it's pretty wrong but it feels right.

My thoughts get interrupted by Andrew's voice "Cate, honey since the kids just started school they don't have a lot of homework and I thought I could take them on a camping boy trip this weekend, do you mind?" he says "Oh yeah, of course, that's a really great idea. I'll stay here with Edith and maybe Sarah can come over tomorrow and we'll have a girls day. It'll be really nice" I said thinking how this will be perfect because now I'll have some time to tell Sarah all that's been happening with me.

"Perfect, the boys and I will leave in an hour and a half". The kids and Andrew start packing they're really excited and so am I to have some time alone with my best friend and my daughter.

*Andrew and the kids leave*

Edith is now sleeping so I serve myself a glass of wine and text Sarah to see if she can meet me tomorrow to have our girls day.

I remember that I have to take out the trash and so I do. When I'm about to head inside again I see y/n sitting in her doorway crying with a backpack.

I'm worried that something bad might have happened so I walk to where she is to ask if she's okay. I tap her shoulder and she looks up and meets my eyes. I try to give her a comforting look. She doesn't say anything so I sit beside her and give her a warm hug.

She buries her head in my neck and I hug her tighter. "Y/n, what happened? Do you want to go to my house and tell me? If you want to, of course, you don't have to tell me you can stay over and tell me whenever you feel like doing so"

I want her to know that I'm here to help and that she doesn't have to feel forced to tell me.

She stops crying and separates her a little bit from me to look at me in the eyes, I wipe her tears and with a forced smile, she nods.

We get up from the floor and start walking to my house. "Why are you so nice to me? Don't get me wrong I- I love it and I'm really grateful for it but you don't really have to" she hesitated a little before saying she loves it and after saying so she blushed, then she kept looking at the floor.

Her saying that makes me realize she isn't used to people doing the bare minimum for her I mean I haven't done anything special for her I've just done what any decent human being would've done.

I look at her and say "Honey I've just done what any person with a heart would have done you don't have to thank me for doing the bare minimum" she gives me a sad look and I kinda regret saying it because maybe I hurt her and that was the last thing I wanted to do.

I open the door and we head inside. "Oh mhh Edith is sleeping so we shouldn't talk loud" I tell her almost whispering "Oh yeah of course. Btw won't Andrew mind that you're here with me and not with him?"

My heart sank a little when she mentioned Andrew, I kind of completely forgot about him and now I'm feeling a little bit guilty even tho I haven't done anything wrong.

I half-smile and tell her about the boy trip and how she shouldn't worry about that because Andrew would surely understand the situation.

"Well do you want to have a drink?" I say trying to change the topic from Andrew "Could I have some water please?" "Yes, of course, I'll be having some wine do you want a glass?" "Oh umh- yeah thank you"

I give her her glass of wine and I sit next to her on the couch. We keep eye contact for a minute or so and she decides to break the silence "Well so do I tell you the whole story or just what happened tonight?"

I was so happy to be with her alone that I forgot why was she in my house. "Oh whatever you feel comfortable telling me, you don't even need to tell me anything at all if you don't want to but if you do I'm all ears"

When I finish talking she hugs me and whispers thank you in my ear which sends shivers through my whole body. She breaks the hug and starts talking.

*y/n's POV*

We're sitting on her couch drinking wine, and I'm about to tell her what happened with my parents I feel like telling her the whole story but I don't want to worry her nor rant about all of my problems and make her think I'm a selfish asshole who only talks about themselves.

"Well I'm gonna be honest I feel really comfortable with you and I'd like to tell you the whole story but I don't want to bore or worry you with my problems, overall there are people with bigger problems and-" she cups my cheek with her hand and I look up at her she smiles at me and says "y/n, your problems are important too and your not gonna bore me, If you need to talk I'm here for you"

She gives me a reassuring smile and a tear rolls down my cheek. I've never felt so loved. She wipes my tear and gives me a kiss on my cheek.

Now I really want to kiss her and feel her lips touching mine but I don't do it because It would be really inappropriate and I could make her feel uncomfortable or like I'm using her. We keep eye contact for a few seconds in silence and then I finally tell her my story.