𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕒𝕥𝕤 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝔹𝕠𝕒𝕥 - Rhea Ripley x Reader (Discontinued)

Part Twenty-one

⚠️ VERY VERY IMPORTANT NOTICE ⚠️
If you saw the part abt my name, you didn't. It's my deadname. Don't use it.

Word Count: 1011

•Few Weeks Time Skip•

'Morning y/n,' Demi said, walking into the room with a tray of food.

'I made you breakfast.'

Demi had been given a few weeks break, and she'd taken me back to her apartment.

She'd been treating me like royalty since we set foot inside the place, and it was quite enjoyable.

I sat up in our bed.

'Dems, you spoil me so,' I said, taking the tray and placing it on my lap.

Demi chuckled.

'That's what I'm supposed to do as your girlfriend,' she said, pulling my hair away from my face and tucking it behind my ear.

'Do you want some?' I asked, offering her a slice of toast.

'I ate while I was making your food.'

'Just one bite won't hurt anyone.'

'I'm not hungry.'

'Just one little bite, please.'

'What's your goal here?'

'To make sure I see you eat something. I'm not sure you've been eating properly recently.'

Demi took my face in her hands.

'I'm fine. You need to eat properly,' she said, kissing my nose.

'This is more than enough food. You have some,' I replied, offering the tray to Demi.

Demi reached out to take a slice, before her phone started ringing.

She took her phone out of her pocket and looked at the caller name.

'Why the hell are they calling me?' she asked rhetorically, in a rather annoyed tone.

'Who?' I asked curiously.

'My ex. Sian.'

'Why're they calling you? We've been together almost two months,' I asked.

'We'll have to find out,' Demi said, putting the phone to her ear.

It was on speaker, so I could hear everything.

Sian: Oh, hello Dems

Demi: Hello. Sian.

Sian: Why the harsh tone? What did I do?

Demi: You're calling me nicknames?

Sian: is that such a crime?

Demi: no, but it makes me uncomfortable.