(Book 2) The Dark Side of Fame - Scarlett Johansson x Female Reader

Real Love

New Year's Eve 2027...

Scarlett: Babe? Do you have the car keys?

I peer my head around the dressing room door whilst placing a small hoop in the top of my ear.

Me: Which car?

I smirk, and she throws a sock at me.

Scarlett: Bragging about wealth is ugly, you know. Your new car.
Me: I'm just kidding. Um, I think the keys are just on the top of the drawer there but I might be wrong.

She takes the keys from where I said they'd be and starts to head out of the bedroom.

Me: Did you leave something in there?
Scarlett: Yeah, my phone. I'll be 2 seconds.
Me: Wait, wait. Hold on.

I walk over to her, taking the keys from her.

Me: These are for the McLaren, you need the Ferrari keys, that's the new car.
Scarlett: As if I know that, also as if I care about that. One person doesn't need like 6 cars.
Me: Good job we're two people then, isn't it? I'll get it, I need to put it in the garage anyway.

She smiles and hands the keys over, and kisses me, then slaps my cheek lightly.

Scarlett: I knew I married you for a reason.
Me: What? So I can be at your every waking call?
Scarlett: I'm just kidding, thank you babe.

I head downstairs and switch the keys to the Ferrari, before heading out and parking the car in the garage. I head back up.

Me: Sorted, here babe.

I throw the phone back down on the bed and head back into the dressing room, where Scarlett is stood with absolutely nothing on, smirking. I lean against the doorframe.

Me: Did you just ask me to do that so I could come back in here to this?

She slowly walks towards me, then wraps her arms around my waist.

Scarlett: Maybe. I knew you'd do it for me if I said I needed it.
Me: You know, it's a couple hours off midnight, we might not see the new year in. That's also manipulation, just saying.
Scarlett: We'll still see the new year in, maybe just not watching the same fireworks as everyone else.
Me: What's all this for?
Scarlett: Does there have to be a reason?
Me: Um, I don't think so?

She releases me and brushes her fingertips along my stomach as she wanders into the bedroom.

Scarlett: Good, because we're home alone, and I'm really, really horny. So get over here.
Me: Yes ma'am.

A few hours later...

Me: We missed the new year, honey.

I trail my fingers over her shoulder as she smiles at me. God that smile, it makes me melt.

Scarlett: It was worth it though.
Me: It was. I've missed being like that with you. Just goofing around and laughing so much. Kind of feels like we're back to just dating again when we're like that.
Scarlett: Yeah, I think that too.
Me: And I know it's only been a couple of weeks, but I'm glad you're getting help, you know, with everything.
Scarlett: Im glad you are too, with the nightmares.
Me: Yeah, it's all good I suppose.
Scarlett: Okay, this is going to be a weird question, because we've been together for so long.
Me: What?
Scarlett: Is this what real love is like? How we are right now?