What Can I Do? (renee rapp x reader)

Re(neé)currence (Part One)

A/N: ITS BEEN SO LONG BUT HERES YOUR UPDATE. THERE IS SOOOOO MUCH MORE TO COME BUT FOR NOW ENJOYYYYY!

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The Present Day (April, 2023)

Idiots In Love

Your POV

My eyes flutter awake, eyelashes parting like feathers on the flapping wings of a raven, and I groggily let out a groan. I stretch in order to release some of the tension that had been building up in my body, as it does when one sleeps. As I do, my outstretched hand accidentally hits a warm and soft surface who groans annoyedly in response. My head, still foggy from the sheer amount of alcohol I had last night, wills me to sit up, confused by what I had touched. As I not so gracefully lean over to inspect what I had just hit and why it had made a sound, my eyes are met with a beautiful blonde. Her silky hair is sprawled across my bed, her head on my sheets, ignoring the pillow. Her face is swollen with sleep and pinkish hues paint her face, glistening in the morning light. Her body is curled up in such a way that her legs are slightly on top of one another and one of her hands is inches away from touching her chin. Her face is sleepy but also annoyed, her eyebrows furrowed and her lips slightly pulled down into an unconscious frown, probably because of my not so eloquent way of waking up. I can't help but giggle at the sight.

But my head hurts in confusion, not understanding quite how we had gotten here. But then the fuzzy wisps of what happened last night seem to materialize themselves into a stark realization. I can't help but grin and let out an inaudible scream into my pillow when I remember.

Renee had kissed me. And I kissed her back.

After our romantic rendezvous on the roof of the bar last night, we had held each other's hand and made our way back to the bar. Jenna had smiled at me softly, her expression indecipherable but it seemed like she was happy for me, her pearly white teeth congratulating me. We spent the rest of the night dancing and drunkenly singing along to the songs that were playing, even if she knew more of them than I did. It was perfect. The electric current running through our bodies everytime our skin came into contact with one another was complimented by the sultry music that played around us. It seemed to swirl around us, pressing us into each other, the notes tickling our necks and grazing the tip of our noses as we smiled and giggled together. It was almost as if the world knew we were meant to be each other and even if we didn't publicly put on a display of affection, it was clear. It was clear because of the way we looked at each other, relaxing euphoria pouring over us as we had finally, finally, after three years of silent pining, gotten to kiss again. Gotten to express the feelings that had been fermenting in our hearts like wine, the cork finally being pulled off. We didn't want the moment to end and at the same time my heart throbbed with the possibilities of tomorrow, with the possibilities of the future.

We both acknowledged that despite our romance igniting once more under the warm lights of the wooden bar, just as it had all those years ago, we were drunk. And despite the fire that burned in my stomach at the thought of her touch and holding her naked body against mine, we knew that having sex tonight was off the table. And yet, as the night drew to an end –which was Jenna, our new designated driver, getting tired of staying sober at a bar so late– we didn't want to let go of each other. Almost as if tomorrow might erase the memories of the day before it, as if we separated then we would lose each other once more as we had all those years ago. So she had stayed over. Just to sleep by me. Just so I could hear her raspy breaths as she slept and feel her warm body pushed against mine and see her warm expression when we awoke the next day.

I crawl back into bed beside her. Once again, I wanted this moment to last as long as it possibly could, to savor the sweet feeling that was sinking into my bed knowing she was inches away. I eventually fall asleep again, my body relaxing against the warm sun pouring in through the window and the soft surface underneath me pulling me into a state of deep unconsciousness. I awake to a certain blonde over me, kissing my forehead slightly. "Wake up sleepyhead." She grins and I can't help but grin back.

"Glad that wasn't a dream." I say, half-joking and she adjusts herself on my lap as I sit up.

"Me too." She murmurs and pushes my hair back. "Now let's go make breakfast because I am fucking starving. I giggle and I nod my head. We exit the bedroom, our hands still intertwined, still afraid to let go. Jenna is there, preparing coffee for herself when we enter. Her sunken eyes look up at me and smile.

"Look who's finally awake." She raises her eyebrow and I come closer to the counter.

"Yeah yeah. Also why do you look so shitty if you didn't even drink last night?" I tease and she gasps which causes me to chuckle. But as I take a second look at her disheveled features, my face furrows in concern. "No, but seriously, did you not sleep well or something?"

"You could say that." She murmurs, breaking eye contact from me to stir her coffee.

"Good morning." Reneé chirps as she hugs me from behind.

"Good morning." Jenna says back, a bit sourly, staring daggers at Reneé. The tension between them is awkward, but I ignore it. Jenna's probably just being overprotective.

Jenna leaves with her coffee, sitting on the dining table with her computer and Reneé digs her face into my neck, causing me to giggle.

"I can't believe this is real." She murmurs.

"Me neither."

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A/N: I LOVE YOU ALL! Tbh im currently living my bi life with a boy rn so i neglected this fic BUT because of all of your support and love I HAD TO COME BACK AND COMPLETE THESE FICS.

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