JENNA ORTEGA x reader

Dickhead (m.n)

• Y/N (G!P)

"You stink, it's revolting !"

"Ah... well hello to you too my love. Just for you to know, I just got home from work. I had a tough day, I would appreciate a better welcoming." The young Y/N answers back through the tiny apartment. After, throwing her stuff away, she joins her partner.

"It's actually funny how I can exactly know when you're coming back just from your smell." After her girlfriend rejects her kiss - because of the smell of fishes - Y/N groans and goes grab a drink into the kitchen, who is obviously just right next to Mabel since the place is extra small. "It's pretty early though, something happened ?" The small latina asks, almost concerned.

"Mhm nah, I mean, not yet. The crew is still working, so I hope they won't mess up but I got home earlier because my back hurts, so here I am."

"Oh, the captain is tired, call an ambulance !" She chuckles.

"Funny, real funny babe." She finishes her drinking, swallowing it all at once and walks toward the bathroom.

"Mi amor," Mabel whisper softly.

With anticipation, the called one turns around with a large smile. She is waiting to finally have a bit of a sweet attention. "Y-yes ?"

"Take all the hot water you want, really, you need it."

With a pout and while her lover is laughing her ass off, Y/N slams the door of the bathroom - hurt - and takes the biggest shower she has ever took in her entire life.

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When Y/N walks into the small bedroom with only a towel wrapped around her hips, Mabel is still working on her essay. Her eyes are burned because of all the hours she spends on her laptop rewriting again and again because she remains an eternal unsatisfied. As always.

Fortunately, the wet skin of her girlfriend makes her gaze leaves the screen. Mabel generously stares at her when she lets her towel falls on the floor. She always loved the view of Y/N' sliding on her boxers, because she has the privilege to see the whole...package.

Mabel tilts her head. "Pants on, not a pyjama ? You're going out tonight ?"

"Well, I'm meeting the crew at the bar tonight, to relax a bit you know, I think the boys need that." Y/N ties her sweatpants and she finds an old t-shirt.

She crawls toward her latina like a little puppy and goes kiss every little freckles she sees on her cheeks. "Y/N..."

"I think you need to relax to, except when you're working, you are constantly on your computer."

"I'm writing-"

"Writing your essay, I know my love but you do need a break. Look at you, you eyes sting, I can see it."

When Mabel closes her laptop, Y/N finally lets out a sigh of relief, her girlfriend can be really stubborn for that kind of things - for everything. "I could come with you and the boys at the bar tonight ?"

"Hum...I don't know...It's just-"

Mabel frowns directly. "Y/N, come on. Recently you push me away, I barely see the crew. Na na na it's for my safety because of the drugs, well it's all bullshit !"

"I swear it's not safe..."

"I know it thanks. You act like my mother isn't a junky, I'm used to it since I can walk. I know it's not that. W-wait ! Did you let another girl enters in the crew or what ?"

"Huh ?? What ? No ! No, I would have told you my love."

"So what is it ? Talk. Now."

Y/N turns her head away and watches the birds fly under the warm sun, her eyes just adjusted to the light. She takes the time to wipe away the sweat off her neck before she clears her throat. She mumbles, "it's Charlie..."