Chris and Co. Oneshots

Memory Served - Ransom Drysdale x Reader (Part 4 - FINAL PART)

Warnings: to avoid spoilers I won't be tagging warnings, but if you are concerned about being triggered by anything PLEASE reach out to me so I can put your mind at ease! This is an 18+ ONLY series!

The week leading up to your wedding had been stressful, to say the least. Everything seemed to run at a million miles per hour and you were only just keeping your head above water. You wanted to just call the whole thing off so you could get a chance to breathe but you knew you couldn't. You had to go through with this, for Harlan, for Ransom.

The stress was clearly getting to Ransom too, he was becoming more erratic, and he was always pacing and muttering under his breath. His temper had been much shorter too, sometimes lashing out. He'd always make sure to make up for it though, showering you with love and affection.

You always forgave him, even if you didn't really want to. He was stressed, you were stressed, it was only natural that you would argue. You had learnt not to bring certain things up though, like your memory.

You had questioned him about who Andy was, you assumed it was someone you knew before you'd met Ransom. But Ransom explains how it was actually a nickname for him. You had gotten drunk one night and called him Randy, and it stuck, your friends even called him it and you must have just misheard it as Andy in your dream.

You believed it, because it kinda made sense. Your friend in the memory had clearly been teasing Ransom so calling him by a nickname would fit. Although you had noticed Ransom's behaviour had changed from that point onwards, you just put it down to his stress and worry over Harlan.

Tomorrow was your wedding day, so today you were going over every last detail making sure everything was in place.

"Kitten I'm just heading out to pick something up," Ransom says walking into the living room, shrugging on his long camel coat.

"Oh okay, hey um I was thinking of maybe going and visiting Harlan, see how he's doing, I can call an uber or something," you say looking up at him.

"No" Ransom states catching you off guard.

"W-what? Why?" you ask shaking your head in confusion.

Ransom lets out a small sigh, his face softening slightly "he doesn't have a lot of energy at the moment, we don't want to tire him out so he can't make it to the wedding tomorrow" he explains.

"Oh right, yes okay that makes sense" you mutter glancing down in disappointment.

"I'm sorry kitten, but we'll see him tomorrow," Ransom says gently, stepping closer to put his hand on your shoulder.

"I know, I hope he feels better soon, I'd hate to lose him" you sigh looking up at him.

"Me too, I better go otherwise I'll be late, see you later kitten" Ransom smiles leaning down to press a kiss to your lips, lingering slightly before pulling away, his hands moving to his coat pockets.

"See you later" you smile watching as he goes.

Once he was gone you slumped back on the couch, letting out a long sigh as you stared up at the ceiling. The silence of the house felt even more deafening, your brain instantly running a million miles per hour, so fast you couldn't even try to work out what it was thinking. Rubbing your forehead you look back down your eyes focusing on the TV and the unit it was on, spotting the TV remote hidden at the very back.

"So that's where it's kept" you mutter standing up from your spot on the couch.

Reaching into the unit you grab the TV remote and turn it on, finding a sitcom that you could stick on in the background.