a/n: dating walker is basically damage control
requested by: nativenewyorkapurr
triggers: none
summary: walker is so me when i watch edits
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y/n's pov:
normally, when you come home, the house is not absolutely silent.
walker is not an inherently silent person.
he's always doing something noisy.
last week when you came home, he had ordered an electric drum kit on amazon and was trying to figure out how to play it. unfortunately for you, he has no rhythm whatsoever. you hid the kit when he wasn't looking and he hasn't been able to find it since.
a couple days ago, you came home to him nursing an injured fox back to health. you didn't know where the fox came from since they aren't common in your area. he named it snickerdoodle. you had to take it to the vet after he fell asleep. it had rabies. thankfully no one got bit.
yesterday, he baked a wedding cake. he burnt the first layer and didn't cook the second layer long enough. the frosting had the same consistency as slime. you ate it anyways and almost threw up. you still told him you loved it, but recommended an actual baker make your wedding cake.
everyday with walker was a new adventure!
today there was no noise. no ruckus, no loud talking, no off-key singing. no nothing. nada. zero.
it worried you. you've seen a lot of those parenting videos where these parents have like three kids and they're like just going about their day as the kids make ruckus like nothing is happening. these kids could be setting their dolls on fire and the parents would not react. but when it went silent, that's when they knew something was wrong.
that's exactly what you were experiencing right now.
you dropped your stuff on the counter and tried to head up the carpeted steps as calmly as you could.
when you got to you and walker's room, you noticed that the door was slightly ajar. you peeked in to see walker sprawled across the bed, feet kicking in the air, watching edits of you on his phone.
it was a good edit, you give them that.
"walker william scobell, are you watching edits of me?"
he shoots up and throws his phone across the room.
"what? no... what are you talking about?" he gives you an innocent smile and smoothes down his shirt.
"i saw your phone," you point at his phone which is currently wedged until the dresser.
"what phone? i don't have a phone?" he blinks at you.
"walker, you are so unique," you smile at him, heading over.
he opens his arms and you climb into his lap, hooking your legs behind his back and hugging him. he holds you tight, burying his head in your neck.
he kisses the dip of your collarbone, then brings his head back up and kisses your lips, holding your chin with his thumb.
you pull away, "are you going to admit that you were watching edits of me now?"
"what's an edit?" he says, pretending to be dumb.
you groan and climb off his lap and he whines in protest.
"wait, no don't leave i miss you."
"i'm not going anywhere?" you eye him.
then you retrieve his phone from under the dresser, type in the password, and hold up the screen triumphantly.
on his tiktok, an edit of you is playing.
"not watching edits of me huh?" you smirk.
he groans and falls backwards onto the bed, "this is so embarassing."
"yeah negative aura for real walker."
"can you just shut up and come here? i want to cuddle."
you smile and walk back over to the bed, climbing on and crawling into his arms. he pulls you on top of him, propping one of his knees up so you have something to lean agains and wrapping one arm around your waist and the other around your shoulders, with his hand cupping your head.
"ok wait hold on," he stands up, still holding you with one arm and lifts the blanket so he can slide under.
he throws it over you, making sure it covers you completely, and puts his head on the pillow.
you close your eyes and snuggle closer to him.
you feel him kiss your forehead as sleeps gentle fingers pull you into soft darkness.
"i love you, walker."
"i love you more."
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i'm sorry this one is so silly. i had a really traumatic and scary like experience with a man today and it's been a couple hours and i'm still shaken up even though i tried to convince myself i was just overreacting. y'all might have to be patient with me for a little while but i tried to make this one really light and fluffy to distract myself from today!!
btw guys i write my requests in order of what i have the ideas for at the time, so if you requested something and i haven't written it, it's not personal, i just don't know what to do with it yet!!
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