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Beck x reader - Homesick (The Martian)

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Just a short a/n to let you now that the competition is still open and I would love to read your work.
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(I love you, cinnamon rolls)
~Hope
(Y/H/T - Your Hometown)

(December 2015)
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"Hey darling, how is Space?" Your mother smiled. "Empty, how is y/h/t?" "Good. We had snow last night! I have never seen so much in my life!" You laughed together. "How is the dog?" "Great! She's had puppies, 6 of them. And your sister decided to name them after you and your crew." "That's great. I may not have a doctorate but at least I have a dog named after me". You laughed. "When will you be back? We are all missing you. It's not the same when you aren't here". Your mother's voice was thick with tears and her eyes started to glisten. "Don't cry mum, I'll be home soon I promise. It's only another year." You soothed even as you felt tears start to brim in your eyes. "Your father would be proud. If he were here today he would be so proud of his little girl who travelled to another planet and put herself at risk to save someone else." She started crying. "Mum, I have work to do so I have to go. I'll get back in contact soon, I promise". "Okay darling. I love you so much, and promise that you will be okay". "I promise, I love you too and pass on my love to the others and the puppies okay." "I will and tell the crew that I love them too." "I will bye mum" "bye sweetie".

The video call ended when she clicked end call. That's when you shed the tears that you had been trying so hard to fight. You haven't seen your family in years. You looked around the room to make sure that no one was there and then you let the sobs out. You covered your mouth with your sweater to muffle any noise you were making.

You were proud of what you were doing, you were doing what you loved, but you were so lonely. Yes you had the crew but they were closer to each other than you. Apart from Beck. Beck was the closest friend you ever had. He was smart, funny, caring and pretty cute. But a while ago he had been becoming distant and you had no idea why. Whenever you tried to speak to him, he would go quiet and when you looked at him, he would look away. It broke your heart.

"You okay there, l/n" Watney said as he and Martinez entered the room. You quickly wiped your tears before they could properly see. You nodded. "Homesick?" Martinez asked. You nodded. "So how is y/h/t?" Watney said sitting on the couch. "It's been snowing. Oh and my sister has named her kittens after us". Both of them laughed. "Is kitty Watney good at getting abandoned in dangerous places?" Mark chuckled. "Jeez man, let it go. It was an accident. We wouldn't purposely leave you on Mars". Martinez groaned. "I would". You muttered.

"Anyway guys I'm gonna go back to my cabin. If ya want me, you know where to find me". You waved and walked out of the lounge and through the corridors to your cabin. The inside was pretty tidy. You suspected that Johansson had tidied it for you, she was like that. You shut the door and moved your laptop to the end of the bed. You picked up one of the comics you brought with you, Civil War book 2, and placed it on top of the laptop.

You curled yourself into ball and started sobbing again. You wanted to go home. You loved space but you wanted to be back on Earth. Where you could go outside without a EVA suit. Where you could relax and not worry about blowing up due to a technical flaw or the oxygenator breaking and you all dying of asphyxiation. Your heart hurt so bad thinking about your family at home, waiting with bated breath for you to get home safely. Space is a lonely place and it was even lonelier without Beck by your side, with him the homesickness was bearable. He would sit with you until you fell to sleep, telling you random information about human biology or cells or medical treatments to make you fall asleep quicker. You loved how he would make you smile with only a look. You loved how his eyes crinkled when he smiled. You loved how when he was nervous or stressed or in deep thought, he would run his hands through his short, chestnut hair. You loved the way that his cobalt eyes sparkled with mischief and happiness. You loved him.

There. You said it. You loved him.
You loved Doctor Christopher Beck,

But it only hurt more now he was gone.  

I confused you so much. What had you done?

The newly accepted fact at you loved Beck only made you curl into a tighter ball and cry harder. It was too much: homesickness, loneliness, boredom.

Your cries of pain of the heart were interrupted by a soft knock at the door. "Go away, I'm fine". You called and turned away from the door to face the wall. You heard the soft whirrrrrr as the electronic door slid open. The soft pitter-patter of footsteps followed until they came to a stop. The bed leant to the side as the person sat timidly on the edge. "Please just leave me alone. Im just a bit homesick. I'm fine". You sniffed, wiping your eyes with your sleeve and your nose with a tissue that you found under your pillow from a previous homesickness episode.

"You don't seem fine". The soft, velvet-like voice said as their hand started stroking your hair affectionately. "Leave me alone Beck." You snapped so harshly, you felt him flinch from the venom laced in your words. You never called him Beck apart from when you were pissed with him or in front of the others. "Y/n please. Tell me what's wrong". He begged. You thought for a moment before answering.

"I just wanna be on Earth. I'm fed up of space. I wanna go home to my apartment in New York and visit my family in y/h/t. And see my sisters kittens. But I can't. I'm stuck in a tin can floating through space. Also to make things worse, my best friend is ignoring me and I have no idea what I've done wrong." You confessed.

You didn't put up a fight when Beck swiftly pulled you into his arms and cradled you. "I'm so sorry y/n. I never meant to hurt you but I had to." "What do you mean? I don't understand". You said confused. "I mean.... I like you. More than friends. I love you but I can't. NASA won't allow it. So I tried to make myself 'unlove' you or even just to keep my feelings at bay. So I became colder and tried to avoid you as much as possible. But now I realise how horrible I have been and I'm so sorry. I love you too much to see you hurt". You felt a foreign tear fall on your head and lifted it to see his eyes ablaze with tears. "Y...You love me?" "Yes. I love you so much, it hurts my heart when you are not with me. Y/n I'm so sorry and you might not feel the same but...". He placed his soft yet worn hands on your damp, tear splashed cheeks and wiped the remaining drops away with his thumb. You angled your head so that you could stare straight into his clear eyes.

"Chris, why didn't you tell me. I...I love you too. I love you more than anything". You confessed as you leaned you face closer to his. He smiled and closed the gap.

His lips were soft and warm and sweet. This was the best kiss you had ever had. It was perfect. You moved in sync with each other, so perfectly it was like it had been choreographed and practiced time after time. You moved your leg over so you her straddling him and ran your hands along his neck and into his hair. He gripped your waist like iron but his hold was as light as a feather. The kiss deepened and it was your own private heaven, that only Chris shared with you.

All your pains and longings were forgotten and the only thing that you longed for was Chris to be with you for the rest of your existence. You never wanted to be without him or away from him. In that moment everything was perfect. There in the small cabin, on the Hermes, a year away from Earth; you had never been happier.

He pulled away and held your face in his hands. "Are you still homesick?" He asked concerned. You nodded slightly and he pulled you tightly in a hug. "But with you, I am home". You said into his neck. His sweet smell made your heart flutter. He kissed you head and buried his face into your hair.

"Oi Beck, L/n! if ya gonna get it on, can you at least shut the door. We don't wanna hear ya moans and groans!" Watney shouted from the doorway. "Just go back go Mars, Watney!" Chris shouted causing you to giggle. "Oh I wish I could. I least I wouldn't have to deal with your sappy romantic shit". He called as he walked away.

"Do you want me to shut the door". Chris suggested. "Yes, please do".

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A/n
Sorry that I haven't updated in ages and that it's really crap.
I've had a bit of writers block.
Requests are open!
And my competition ends on Saturday so please send in your entries because the deadline is near!
Te iubesc, rulouri scorțișoară.
~Hope