80s Band Imagines

❤️Duff #21- Seven

Okay, this picture makes him look so husband/boyfriend, I love it.

Some Angst (you have to squint though), Fluff (like the whole entire thing)

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Seven.

Seven deadly sins.

Seven wonders in the world.

Seven days in a week.

Seven dollars in June's bank account.

Seven months into her pregnancy.

Seven weeks since her ex-boyfriend left her.

Seven minutes since she called her best friend.

Seven blocks is how far away he lived.

"June, baby, I'm here, you gotta let me in."
He knocked, yelling through her door.

She waddled over to the door, keeping a protective arm under her bump before opening the door to reveal her blonde-haired best friend.

"I got here as fast as I could."
He rushed out, letting himself into her small, two-bedroom apartment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother, I just. I couldn't figure out how to put this thing together."
She gestured to the baby crib pieces.

"You said Nick put it together."
Duff said with furrowed eyebrows.

"He put his together. But he took it when he left. Said he paid for it and didn't want a baby that wasn't his sleeping in it."
She whimpered.

"June-bug, baby, I'm so sorry. C'mere, Sweetheart."
Duff said with pinched eyebrows. He sat on the end of the couch, letting his pregnant best friend rest in his lap, resting her back on the armrest of the small couch. One of his arms wrapped around her while his other hand rubbed small soothing circles on her bump.

When June first told Duff she was pregnant she was immediately his first priority. This, of course, enraged her then-boyfriend, Nick. The two never got along because neither one cared too much for the other, but they tolerated each other for June's sake. Duff always thought Nick was a two-timing arrogant, selfish, prick meanwhile Nick thought Duff was trying to steal June from him. Nick hated how close the two friends were and didn't appreciate all of the pet names Duff had for her, namely 'baby'. It was something Duff had been calling her since high school because she was shorter and he sure shit wasn't going to let June's prick of a boyfriend get him to stop calling her baby. Though Duff did love his best friend more than he let on, he vowed to never let his feelings interfere with her happiness. He was a gentleman after all. But he has never wanted to hurt anyone more than in this moment.
He remembered hearing June's broken sobs over the phone when she told him that Nick had left her. The gut-wrenching, heartbreaking, sobs that ripped through his best friend were ones he wished he could forget.

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"D-uff."
She cried into the phone.

"June, baby, what's the matter?"
Duff asked with an alarmed tone, slipping on sweats.

"He- N-ick!"
She sobbed.

"I'll be right there, June. Take deep breaths until I get there, baby. Can you do that?"
Duff asked, reaching for his Converse.

"I- um. I- thi-nk so."
She panted, trying to steady her breathing.

"Good, good. I'll be there in five, Sweetheart. Just keep breathing for me, okay?"
Duff said quickly before hanging up the phone and jogging to his car.