𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜

𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜

This imagine is based on the song, Angeleyes by ABBA

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You skipped into the lab that you shared with your friends, "bye Egie! Ray told me that Peter went back to our apartment and I want to surprise him by taking him out to dinner," Egon peered behind him at your smiling face.

A pang of sadness hit his heart, but nevertheless, he was glad for the relationship his two close friends shared.

"Oh.. well, I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N," he watched as you opened your arms to him and tackled him with a hug. Craning his neck downward, his soft fluffy curls tickled your neck, you stifled a giggle.

You cradled his jaw and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, "Alright bye now, Spengs."

He waved at you while watching as you pushed the door open that read, 'Paranormal Studies Laboratory,' and with, 'Venkman burn in hell,' in big bold red letters that were spray painted on their door a few days ago.

"I'll miss you.." He grimly whispered as you sped off to see your boyfriend.

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Carefully opening the door, you slide inside the apartment. Softly shut the door behind you. Strangely.. the lights were all shut off, and Peter wasn't at the door to greet you like he always does.

"Pete? Where are you..? Would you like to go to dinner tonight?" You called out for your lover, but alas you never heard a response, even though his shoes and travel bag were here.

You here muffled talking and giggling from the inside of the bedroom.

"Peter..?" You slowly approached the bedroom door and carefully twisted the handle.

Last night, I was taking a walk along the river.

You swung the door open, and the sight before you left you in pure horror.

And I saw him together with a young girl.

And the look that he gave her made me shiver.

'Cause he always used to look at me that way..

Peter sat on a woman's lap, her top half undressed while Peter's pants were missing, and the woman.. she was oh so beautiful. You wished it could've been you.. because that was your boyfriend..

"Peter Venkman!" You bellowed your throat was already raw. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, and Peter's eyes became wide and pushed the woman away from him.

"Y/N— baby! I-I thought you were working late with Egon and Ray tonight at the University..!" He stuttered, picking his jeans off the ground and furiously trying to clip them together.

"I want to surprise you with dinner tonight.. it seems that you had different plans," you spat at him, wiping a stray tear that ran down your cheek.

"Wait, Y/N— I'm sorry.. please don't go!" Peter pleaded, he started to get down on his knees, begging.

"I'll be seeing you Monday, Dr. Venkman." You hissed, swiftly turned around, and slammed the door behind you.

Then I thought maybe, I should walk up right up to her and say,

Ah ha ha, it's a game he likes to play!

You didn't know where else to go, so you went to a place you know that will have reassurance, the University Laboratory.

Slipping into the room; you sniffled and Egon cautiously looked up from his new ghost trap project, a quizzical frown on his face while immediately dropping the screwdriver he held and rushed over to you.

"Y/N? Why are you here, aren't you supposed to be occupying a date with Venkman?" The mention of Peter's name brought tears to your eyes.

Afraid he had done something wrong, Egon took a step away from you and stuttered, "Y/N, did I—I do something wrong—?"

"No Egon.. it's just—" you paused for a moment, "Peter cheated on me!" You wailed, falling face first into his warm, broad chest.

Look into his angel eyes and you're hypnotized.

He'll take your heart and you must pay the price.

Look into his angel eyes, you'll think that you're in paradise.

Egon stiffly wrapped his arms around you, but after a moment, he relaxed and one of his hands tangled in your hair while holding your head to his chest.

"L/N. It's perfectly adequate to feel emotions of distress. Please, cry, you'll be relieved," Egon murmured, rocking you back and forth, listening to you sob and whimper into his chest.

He ran his long fingers through your hair, pressing many kisses to your head, he brought a box of tissues and gave a few to you when you had finished sobbing.

Sometimes, when I'm lonely, I sit and think about him.

And it hurts to remember all the good times.

When I thought I could never live without him.

And I wonder does it all have to be the same?

Every time when I see him, will it bring back pain?

Dozing off in his arms, Egon held you tighter before pressing a final kiss to the crown of your head, you could hear him faintly whisper, "I love you, Y/N and I'll make sure you're loved and cared for."

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No hate for Peter, he's my favorite Ghostbuster other than Egon. I couldn't use anyone else for this imagine because Winston and Ray are sweethearts <3