You are just sitting on the cusp of your favorite little place that you use to hang out with both of your partners when one of them comes to talk to you.
You watch the sunset in all of its beautiful glory when your boss pulls up and sits beside you. "Really pretty isn't it." You sit a bit closer, "Yeah it's really nice. I love to watch it." After a bit of comforting silence, Adam grows a bit nervous and scratches the back of his head, "Hey Reader, you um... you love me r-right?" You smile and turn to him, "Of course I love you Adam." You press your cheek against his and hold his hand as he blushes with the sweetest toothy smile, "Oh for real?! You DO love me?" His blush darkens just a little bit. He was 100% ready to get rejected... again. You reach out to touch his soft warm cheek and turn his head towards yours', "Why wouldn't I love you?" You press your nose against his. "Why the fuck would you love me? I'm not even your type." He says that last part forlornly dropping his eyes. You look down, "M-My type???" You tilt your head in confusion and giggle a tad, "Adam, I don't even know what you mean by that." This makes him laugh, "I mean ya know, I'm... me. Mr. Divorced TWICE! Can't keep a wife! Everybody always rolls their eyes at me whenever I enter a room, even though I am THE fuckin' First Man, and you... you're just so adorable 'n sweet and you have the most amazing voice. You're like super friendly..." He stops to chuckle to himself, "You're really good at bangin'." "Siiir!" "I mean it Babe, you bang good." You look down at the view, selectively zoned out from this now dirty conversation. He looks at you and suddenly remembers what else it was he came to ask you, "So um, Reader, you know how I'm like the lead singer and main guitarist for the band right?" You nod. "Well, every good lead singer needs a backup singer or at least a female voice singing along beside him," he now clutches both your hands inside his and turns his body all the way towards you, "do you wanna be her?" You blush, "Of course! I'd love to be your backup singer." His smile gets as wide as yours', "Yes! You rock G-Bomb!" He locks your fingers together with his and makes you do a fist pump with him. Adam's genuine smile soon turns into an evil smirk and he puts his head against yours, "Wanna be somethin' else while you're at it?" He says cheekily. Instead of answering him, you fly up teasingly and push him down. He flies up to your level with a menacing look on his face that soon turns back sweet. He looks at you lovingly, making you blush and return a sheepish smile. He goes in for some sugar and you comply. He kisses you lovingly and passionately, making your wings grow weak, "Oh Adam." You hug him tightly as he flies you both down, closes his eyes and enjoys this moment with you.
Okay, he's not actually gonna 'confess' to you, but he is gonna make DAMN sure that you do love him back and he is also totally gonna imply sort of that he wants to spend more time with you and he wants you to maybe be his girlfriend, then maybe even his wife. Because I'll be fucked if he's not a narcissist with a bit of a bruised ego after losing both of his wives to the same tiny asshole with 6 wings, no nose and no ears.
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Sweet Angel Of Mine (Reader X Adam X Lute)
Ficção GeralThe other stories were not as stimulating, so I wrote my own from my personal journal.
