Becky Lynch Imagines

chapter 3: scared

*reader is 18 also i'm just gonna say warning for whatever I say cus idk where this is gonna go*

your pov:

I was currently scrolling through social media when I came across a tweet that grabbed my attention.

it was of me and my girlfriend of a couple months, becky lynch talking about our age gap.

it had never really crossed my mind but maybe a couple times and not for reasons other than the fact that I am absolutely terrified that she'll leave me for someone closer to her age.

the twitter thread was bashing becky and it tore me apart inside knowing that I was the cause of her getting backlash on the internet.

they hated me and they hated our relationship and they were saying such awful things.

I feel sick to my stomach.

maybe they're right.

maybe I do need to leave.

i'm 18 turning 19 in a couple months and becky's turning 36 soon that is a pretty hectic age gap.

none of our friends or family have problems with it, my parents love becky and her parents love me.

we're all happy and I know I shouldn't let people on the internet get to me but they always seems to make good points.

i start to get too into my head making my breathing start getting rigid out of nowhere.

a moment later the tears start falling as it gets harder to breathe. it starts feeling like everything is closing in around you. like you have no sense of connection to the world around you. as you feel you oxygen getting snatched from your lungs and you chest heaves like a puppeteer is yanking it with strings, you here your front door open and close.

"babe, i'm home!" you here becky shout from downstairs.

"baby, are you here?" she questions again before walking upstairs.

as she gets closer to the top of the stairs she can hear your uneven breathing and immediately runs to you.

"y/n, baby, take deep breaths. follow my breathing, okay?" she says while grabbing my hand.

i inhale and exhale with her.

"tell me 5 people we complain about all the time." she asks me.

your breathing still rigid, "b-bayley, p-pimp jesus- seth.." you say making becky laugh and you trying to before you continued, "charlotte, and slow drivers."

"okay, good now can you tell me 4 things you love doing?"

you nodded, "singing, w-writing, cooking, and you." you said with a sly smirk letting becky know you were starting to feel yourself.

"well, somebody's coming back." she said with a laugh.

"now tell me 3 of your favorite songs."

"all i ask, iris, and crazy train." you said, your breathing more even now.

"now 2 people you love?" she says more so as a question before bringing my hand up to kiss.

"liv and rhea." you said knowing it'd get a response

"wow not me? i'm offended." she said making you let out a small laugh.

"and now who's the number 1 girlfriend in all of the world?" she said fishing making you playfully roll your eyes.

"you are, baby. thank you so much. i love you." you said reaching for a hug which she happily took.

"just doing my job, sweet girl." she said kissing the top of my head.

"i love you too."

you smiled against her chest as you heard her heartbeat erasing all care and worry from your mind.

"wanna talk about what that was about?" she asks me pulling everything back into my brain.

this time all of it seemed so silly to me.

"saw some pretty negative comments about us on twitter and it got me in my head real bad its so silly i know and i overreacted a bit. i'm sorry." i felt kind of embarrassed even speaking it out loud.

"hey.." she said lifting your chin before continuing, "nothing that gets a reaction like that out you is 'silly'. it took a toll on you. now, i want to know what exactly you read even though i know you know you shouldn't be looking at that stuff. it isn't healthy for you, baby." she said sweetly and understandingly.

"just some stuff about our age gap and truthfully i do have my own fears but it's about nothing they're saying. i get scared that you'll eventually realize that i'm not enough and that you'll want to go for someone closer to you're age. i'm scared that you'll leave me. i know i won't leave because you're enough for me. you're all i'll ever need. i love you, Rebecca. i don't want to lose you. ever." i told her truthfully yet was too ashamed to look in her eyes.

she made me look into her beautiful brown eyes that was filled with so much love and so much compassion that you could just melt from how those words didn't make her look at you any differently.

"y/n, it's gonna take more than age to keep me away from you. we are both consenting adults who love each other. if i wanted someone my age, i would have gotten someone my age. i want you and i love you and nothing or nobody is even gonna make me change my mind about you. understood?" she says before pushing my hair behind my ear.

"yes, babe. you never tend to fail to amaze me. you're amazing." i praised her before leaning in and pecking her lips.

"of course i'm amazing, i'm the man." she said flexing and her accent seeming stronger making me laugh at her goofiness.

she never seemed to let anything change her views on me and for that i was more than thankful.

she helped me up from our bedroom floor and we decided on baking some cookies to really distract my mind then we were gonna watch a movie together.

"i really wanna watch 'blue jay'." i had told her and she happily obliged since she liked it too.

i had shown it to her and she instantly fell in love with it.

"i have the fattest crush on sarah paulson. the mommy issues are off the hinge." i said making myself and becky laugh.

"i'd say you had it bad." she replied.

"you don't know the half of it." i told her.

"oh yeah? so, tell me all of my competition then." she replied.

"you asked so don't get mad, but, first and foremost there's blake lively, sarah paulson, kate winslet, sandra bullock, cate Blanchett and the list just goes on and on. i don't really think you're ready for it." i told her.

"yeah, no, that's plenty i think I've heard enough, lass." she said wit raised eyebrows before kissing me on my head.

"can, i have a real kiss, gorgeous?" i asked innocently.

she sheepishly smile at the nickname before she leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss.

i don't know why i ever doubted her. she makes me feel nothing less than loved. she was my biggest supporter and it was most def returned to her.

i loved becky and she loved me and that's all i needed to keep myself together.

we were together in our own tiny little bubble with our dogs and that mattered more to me than any of those trolls on the internet.

my real happiness wipes away all feelings of me being scared.

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