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Disastrous Date ( Reader x Carmen 'Carmy' 'The Bear' Berzatto )

"So when do you think you'll be home tonight Bear?" I asked Carmy as I munched on the lunch he insists on preparing me daily. Something to do with 'making sure I have at least one decent meal a day'. "I'd say probably around midnight, why?" He asked raising an eyebrow inquisitively. "So late, as usual, and no reason other than your regular roommate safety purposes." I covered. "Uh huh, how's the meal?" Carmy chooses to change the subject despite not believing me. "To die for, an absolute masterpiece, chef." I fawned. "Good." He playfully ruffled my hair and planted a good natured, friendly peck to the top of my head. If only he knew what that did to me, if only he knew I wanted more, a girl can dream. "Eyy sorry to interrupt the roomies but, y/n I just wanted to let you know I put the shoes I borrowed from you in your locker, as requested so you can wear them on your date tonight. Good Luck by the way." Sugar interrupted. Shit, Busted, I thought to myself, immediately shooting a glance at Carm. "A-A Date?" He stuttered. "Uh yep, Sydney set me up on a blind date." I admitted sheepishly. "Oh." Carmy replied. I couldn't tell, was that a good oh or a bad oh? "So basically if I'm not home when you get home... assume I've been kidnapped." I tried to joke to keep the mood light. "Whatever." Carmy huffed and hot footed it back into the kitchen. I tried to play it off like that didn't sting, like it didn't feel as though he shoved one of his knives right through my heart. The issue was, I was utterly, entirely, head-over-heels, in love with Carmen Berzatto. But he doesn't seem to feel the same way and I definitely did not want to lose him, better friends than nothing. So that was why I had agreed to go on this blind date, to try and get over Carmy, excited to give this a chance. My phone went off notifying me my lunch break was over. I spent the rest of my shift with my head down, doing everything Carmy asked of me, trying not to upset him anymore. Once it was over, I quickly gathered my belongings and stuck my head back in to call out goodbye like I usually do. I received most of the usual farewells, all except the one I like to hear the most. Nothing from Carm, not a bye, no see you later, or see you at home, or let me know you got home safe just silence. I heaved a heavy sigh and briskly exited out into the cold Chicago evening. After stopping at the apartment to change and get ready, I decided since it was only a 15-20 minute walk, I was going to get some fresh air, and use that time to clear my head. Making sure I locked the door behind me I headed off to my date. Upon arriving at the Resturant and giving the hostess my name, I discover I was first to arrive granted I was a little early. The waiter was very kind and seated me promptly, pouring me a glass of water. I glanced over the menu as I waited for my date to arrive. Soon enough 7 o' clock, the agreed upon meeting time rolled around. I told myself not to worry maybe he hit traffic or something. I gazed around the Resturant unconsciously pointing out where the Bear was better. Before I knew it, fifteen minutes had passed and the waiter came over to ask if I was ready to order. I politely asked for more time explaining my date was running late. Once the waiter walked away, I glanced at my phone to see if he'd texted me to let me know anything, but there was nothing. Fifteen minutes turned to 30, another check in from the waiter, another sheepish explanation. Then 30 minutes turned to 45, I had to decline someone asking if they could use the chair. I began to grow anxious, and a lump started to form in my throat. 45 minutes turned into an hour, the waiter again asking if I was ready to order, another polite decline, but I could start to tell that the waiter was beginning to feel sorry for me, looks of pity not just from the staff but the patrons too. My leg bounced as the lump grew thicker and tears began to well in my eyes. One escaping but I quickly wiped it away with my napkin. I checked my phone again, and still bupkis. One hour turned to, two, and then once it reached the two and a half hour mark, with no communication, tears threatening to stream, my body shaking, feeling worthless, defeated, depressed, anxious, embarrassed, hurt, and humiliated I came to the conclusion I'd been stood up, but before I could inform the waiter, to top off the humiliation, he came over and informed me that he was very sorry but they needed the table asked me to leave. I stood abruptly, not wanting to waste anymore of the waiter's or the Resturant's time. Trying not to draw attention to myself, I kept my head down which ultimately turned out to be a horrible decision. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going to desperate to just leave, when I tripped up a small set of stairs leading out of the dining area and in turn falling towards a waitress, who tried to move out of the way but, everything happened so fast and the bowl of hot soup she was carrying dumped over my head drenching my outfit, the tray followed the bowl slamming onto my head. Barely keeping the tears at bay, I stuttered out an apology, fished a $20 out of my purse, handed it to the waitress and rushed out the door. As I slogged home, both physically and emotionally injured, as if my night wasn't bad enough, it started to rain, and it was cold, and I didn't have a coat. I pulled out my phone with the intention of calling Sydney or Sugar for a ride but alas my phone was dead. So I made the 15-20 minute walk, freezing, wet, head and ankle aching, the soup wasn't being rinsed off but instead because of how cold it was, was freezing to my hair and blouse. Desperate to get inside and get cleaned up, so I could put this whole disastrous night behind me. I climbed the three stories of stairs, made my way down the hall to our front door. I dug into my purse to retrieve my keys only to come up empty handed, the realization I was now, freezing, coated in soup, locked out, with no way to contact anyone sinking in. It was about 9:45 when I left the restaurant, meaning it was now probably only 10 pm, two hours before Carmy would get home hopefully no later than midnight. Not able to hold back any longer, I slid down the wall in defeat, letting out sob, after sob as the pain from my head and ankle increased, the worthlessness, the embarrassment, the hurt, the humiliation, washed over me. I cried for how disastrous this night went, I cried for forgetting my keys, I cried because Carmy was upset with me, I cried because I was stood up, I cried because my head and ankle hurt, I cried for my ruined blouse. Tears ran down my cheeks, ruining my makeup and surely leaving me looking like a drowned raccoon. I buried my face into my knees as I sobbed, it didn't seem like I was ever going to stop, but slowly my tears died down. I slumped defeated against the wall. Eventually after what felt like forever Carmen appeared at the end of the hall. He paused mid stride seeing me, shivering, coated in soup, curled in a ball. His heart wrenched, he yearned to make it better, to wrap me in his arms, and hold me until I felt better. "Hey..." He said softly as not to startle me, reaching out to lightly pull me to him, wrapping one arm across my lower waist, and the other coming up to cradle the top of my head, but I winced and flinched from the pain of the knot I was sure had formed from the tray. Fresh tears poured down my cheeks, as my chest heaved, my shoulders rising and falling spasmodically as a new round of sobs poured out. I lean limply into Carmy as he holds me tighter not caring that I was getting him covered in soup, he was covered in food and such from The bear still anyways. "Hey... Hey... Hey...I gotcha...I gotcha...'m here." He soothed rubbing my back as I wailed. Carmy began to gently sway us back and forth, just letting me get it all out. Letting me know and feel that I wasn't alone, that he was here and he wasn't going anywhere. "It's gonna be okay, it'll be okay, I gotcha." He continued to assure not wavering once, until my sobs died down to sniffles and I finally found my voice again. "I-I'm sorry." I whispered wetly. "Hey, no, none of that." Carmen was quick to lean back slightly a hand coming up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, then gently caressing my chin to cup it, and gently tilt my head up to look at him. "You have nothing to apologize for, nothing." his glance shifting back and forth between my eyes making sure I understood. "Now, you're ice cold, and shaking like a leaf, let's get you inside and we'll start warming ya up." He gently instructed. I simply nodded as he got up first and helped me to my feet, unlocking the door and ushering us in, before locking it back behind us. "I thought you were mad at me." I whispered. Carmy's head whipped around, eyes widening, and pulling me into another embrace. "No-no-no, not you, I could never be mad at you...I... I was mad at the situation." He stumbled out. "T-that I had a date? Why?" I furrowed my brow confused. "Wh-Why? Well, Why wouldn't I be. The beautiful, sweet, caring, funny, smart, clever, intuitive, girl I love going on a date...n-not with me?" He confessed. "Y-you love me?" I stuttered in awe. "Yes, silly girl, I am truly, madly, deeply in love with you, and when you said you were goin' on a date, I-I got jealous, and hurt." Carmy confessed. " I- I I'm utterly, entirely, head-over-heels in love with you Bear." I confessed pulling him in again. "I- I have been for so long, I jus- Just thought that you didn't feel the same, so I was trying to get over you, cause I didn't want to lose you." I explained holding onto him like he might disappear if I let go. "Huh, and I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember, but I didn't want to lose you either... what a couple of numbskulls we are huh?" He chucked lovingly. "Heyyy." I pouted. "I kid, I kid... so what do you say... can I call you mine?" He asked heart, and expression full of love and hope. Eyes dancing back and forth over my face eagerly awaiting my response. "My heart is yours, it always has been." I whisper back. I lost track of how long we gazed into each other's eyes, foreheads rested against one another's, until finally, finally Carmy whispered. "I really want to kiss you right now..." lips millimeters from mine. "Nothing's stopping you." I whispered back. We finally closed the gap, lips feverishly finding each other after so much longing. We finally parted for air, but stayed with our heads together. "That soup sucks by the way." he grins, then we burst into laughter. "Oh Carmy." I sigh in adoration. "There's that laugh that I love." He nuzzled against the side of my head placing a kiss to my temple. "Than-choo!" I went to thank him but was cut off by a sneeze. "Nooooo." I groaned placing my head on his shoulder. "Hmm?" He quizzed softly. "It's just the perfect cherry on top of the shit sundae. I got stood up, asked to leave, on my way out, I tripped trying to leave, twisted my ankle, knocked into a waitress carrying a bowl of soup on a tray, got coated in soup, ruined my blouse, the tray slammed onto my head, it started freezing raining on my walk home, my phone died so I couldn't call anybody for a ride, I didn't have a coat, realized I left my keys in the apartment so I was locked out, and now I'm coming down with a cold." I explained with an exasperated whine. "I'm so sorry you had to go through all that, I'll take care of you baby." Carmy kissed my temple. "No-i - ACHoo- couldn't ask you to do that." I tried to argue, but Carm was having none of it. "Well too bad... I want too." he lovingly stroked my cheek. "Thank you, Bear." I relented, he practically keened at the use of his nickname. "Now you're covered in soup and I'm covered in god knows what from The Bear, whadaya say we save water and hop in the shower together, that way I can also help you keep weight off your foot." Carm suggested wiggling his eyebrows playfully. "How eco-friendly." I chuckled. "To the bathroom!" I shrieked as Carmy scooped me up without warning and began carrying me to the bathroom. "A little warning maybe next time?" I chided playfully. "Will do." He chuckled back gently setting me on the closed toilet then going to turn on the water. After starting the water, he started to gently and lovingly help me rid myself of my clothes, before ridding himself of his. "Than-" My expression of gratitude was cut off by my growling stomach, which caused a chuckle from Carmy, "Didn't you eat, while you were waiting?" He asked curiously. "uhhh no... I was too mortified by the fact I was stood up." I admitted. "Which means you haven't eaten since lunch?!" Carm was not happy at that. "Alright quick shower, then I'll whip you up whatever you want, and we'll get some ice on your head and ankle." He informed. "But you don-" I started to protest but Carmy cut me off. "No ifs, ands, or buts missy." he said with a look that screamed try me. "Fine." I relented as he helped me into the shower first, then getting in and closing the door behind us. First he shampooed my hair, then put in the conditioner, next he grabbed a wash cloth and with the utmost love and attention cleaned my body. Then when I went to grab his shampoo to clean him, he swatted my hand away. "What- But I-" I tried to explain. "Not tonight, let me take care of you tonight." he said seriously. "But I-" I started but be was insistent. "Please? I'll let you return the favor another night." He said tilting my chin to look at him. "You're not actually giving me a choice are ya?" I lovingly chuckled. "Nope." Carm said popping the P and bopping my nose playfully. Once he cleaned himself up, he rinsed the conditioner out of my hair and we got out. After we dried off and I towel dried my hair I grabbed my brush off the counter. " Can I brush my hair, or would you like to do that too?" I asked playfully already knowing full well the answer. "Allow me." He said taking the brush and gently brushing out my hair, taking extra care not to go over the painful bump. Once that was done, true to his word, he made me whatever I wanted for dinner, got me ice packs for my head and ankle and even held the one on my head for me. We turned on a movie but fell asleep before it ended, happy, tangled up in each others embrace, and in love. I would go through this evening a hundred times over if it meant each one could end like this.