Phillip Graves One Shots (X Reader) 18+

Ruined Me

Based on Ruins by Aaryan Shah

f! reader (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: NSFW, SMUT, angst, Graves is a dick, pet names, cursing, not a happy ending oops

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Waiting at home for Phillip felt like a losing battle, dating a military man was never easy, but somehow you felt like you got the short end of the stick with Graves. The two of you had been dating for a year, not counting the 3 or 4 breakups which always ended up with you two getting back together (breakup and makeup sex included).

Finally deciding to give up waiting for him, you stood up, flicked off the tv, and walked to the bedroom you and Graves shared whenever he was home, which evidently was not tonight. The obnoxiously bright alarm clock read 3:34 a.m., you pushed it away from you so the light didn't taunt you as you tried to sleep.

Staring at the ceiling you were hoping you would hear keys at the door or something to let you know he was home, and safe. Eventually, sleep overtook you and you drifted off hoping your military man would be home soon.

A creak at the door caused you to slightly wake up, flipping the alarm clock towards you to check the time, 5:12 a.m., what the hell. You felt the bed dip as your "long lost" boyfriend had finally found his way back home.

"Phillip," you were half awake, "Where were you,"

"Hey baby, Shepherd had some shit for me, the usual, don't worry about it," he was pulling you closer to him in bed, he sounded so casual about the whole matter, which just made you more upset.

"You could've texted, you do have a phone", you adjusted in his arms to face him now.

"Ahh yeah, shit, that's on me, my bad it slipped my mind", how could texting your girlfriend slip your mind you thought to yourself. Probably another one of his bullshit excuses for something you'd rather not know.

"Missed you doll", his hands were all over you as he placed kisses on your neck and forehead.

"Phillip, I missed you too but it's 5 a.m. can we at least try to go to bed before the sun's up",

"How about we just fuck instead, I don't want to sleep", Graves was now on top of you continuing his work on your neck, knowing your weakness. "Cmon baby",

You felt yourself getting weak under his grasp, he always knew how to make you come apart. You reached a hand up to his face, snaking it around the nape of his neck and pulling him in for a kiss, Graves moaning into your lips as your other hand snuck down to his boxers as you felt for his hard-on.

Phillip's hands pulled down your shorts and underwear in one motion as he immediately connected his fingers to your heat, wasting no time to dive into your folds. "Let me hear you baby c'mon", he encouraged your small moans as he continued his work with you.

"Just fuck me already Phillip", and he obliged the request as he grabbed both of your legs tossing them over his shoulders, pushing deep inside you.

Morning eventually rolled around and neither you nor Graves got any amount of sleep. Glancing at the alarm clock that now read 10:23 a.m., you forced yourself to the shower, Phillip still sleeping.

Mid shower you heard someone on the phone, Graves speaking in a low whisper to the other voice. Cutting the shower short, you wrapped up in a towel to eavesdrop on your boyfriend.

"I can ship out tonight, whatever you need Captain, hell I'd leave right now", you felt shell-shocked. He didn't even want to see you when he came home, too busy planning the next mission. "Sounds great, see y'all tonight, bye".

"What the hell was that Phillip, another mission? You just got home",

"It's business, you wouldn't get it", he shot back, walking past you into the bathroom, "You done with the shower?"

"Fuck you, it's not business, you're just using me, Phillip, come home for a fuck and then quickly pack up and leave", seeing red was putting it lightly with how you felt right now.

"Watch what you're saying there doll, might say something you regret", his hand was rubbing his jaw, obviously irritated with you.

"I'm not gonna regret anything, you come home late, and leave early. It's very obvious I'm just here to fuck, we don't talk about anything, you don't ask me about my day, you're cold to me Phillip",

"If it's so obvious why'd you let me use you then huh? What makes you think you deserved to be anything more?", his words stung like venom, you felt frozen standing in a towel as he berated you in the shared bathroom.

"I hate you so much, Phillip Graves",

"You don't seem to be understanding this doll, so I'm gonna take that with a grain of salt, I don't have time to be your ideal boyfriend, I got Shadow Company to run, don't hate me because you let me use you, deep down you knew it", twisting the knife deeper with his words, he didn't care how deep the wound he was creating was. Maybe you were mad he was right, mad at yourself for letting it happen, especially for so long.

Graves walked up to you, taking your jaw in his hand and forcing you to look at him, "My loneliness isn't love darling, you just couldn't figure it out fast enough",

"You ruined me, you wasted a year of my life, what am I supposed to do?"

"Ruined? Don't be dramatic now," he was leaning up against the counter now, "Hey you know what, you ever want to fuck again you just give me a call, I would always love to have you in my bed again darling",

"Get the fuck out of my house Graves, it's done, we're done, leave", your now ex-boyfriend's hands went up in a defensive matter as he slid past you to leave the bathroom, he grabbed his untouched duffle and headed towards the door.

"I'll be seeing you, yeah? Don't be a stranger gorgeous", Phillip winked at you as he left, letting the door slam behind him. You stood arms crossed still in shock at what had happened.

"Karma will get you one day Phillip Graves", mumbling under your breath as you went back to finish the shower that was interrupted.

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