Something Like Love ~ Nate Parker smut/imagine

What Are You Afraid Of ~ Something Like Love P3 *CLEAN*

"Come on, Y/N, don't you trust me? Keep walking, I promise we're almost there..." One of Nate's strong hands was softly on your back, guiding you. You could feel the other hand hovering near your head, as if he was protecting your blindfold. 

"Why can't you just tell me where we are babe?" You asked. You knew you were outside, you could feel the cool breeze. 

He giggled. "Well, here's a hint. We used to come here all the time when we wanted to talk. And I know that we need to talk." He took your blindfold off carefully, and in the fading daylight, you saw the park you two used to go to all the time. It was almost always empty, it wasn't really grassy, more sandy like a makeshift beach. The equipment was run down and rusty looking, almost eerie in the evening light. It was away from the streets, secluded, and quiet. 

You smiled and walked through the gate entrance to the playground. You sat on one of the swings, tracing the chains with your fingers. This was where Nate had blurted out that he loved you, his hair and eyes wild. He was so nervous to tell you that.

And that wooden play structure right there, you almost laughed. You and Nate had sat up there once, you straddling him and trying to be seductive while he grinned up at you and played with your hair. You'd leaned in to kiss him and it had gotten heated, but before anything could happen, you both fell down the slide. Priceless, you thought.

Nate sat down on the swing next to you, looking out at the sky. "Look babe," he breathed. "Sunset,"

It was beautiful. Orange, pink, red, violet. The light was in his hair and made it look like golden flames. You wanted to run your fingers through it and kiss the base of his throat, but you held yourself back. He looked serious. 

He reached over and held your hand, locking your fingers together. "I missed you so much, baby. It feels good to be able to do this." His eyes glowed like water, the kind that was clear and pure. He looked pained. "So many nights....I stayed up thinking about you, your hair, your smile, the sound of your voice when you spoke to me about love and things that didn't break my heart. You always break my heart, babe, but in the best way possible. I wouldn't let it be anyone else." He was babbling.

"Move back in with me," you blurted, cutting him off. 

"What? I...Y/N...I don't know, I'm..."

A look of hurt bloomed across your face like blood blooms in water. He gasped, exasperated.

"I'm scared, princess."

You stood up, your eyes glassy, voice strained. "What are you so afraid of, Nate?"

He stood up to face you. "I'm scared to get too close to you again. I'm scared that we're going to remember why we couldn't be together in the first place. I don't want heartbreak all over again. I hurt you, Y/N, and I can't stand to do that again."

"We could stand each other just fine," you said through gritted teeth. "It was our circumstances. They fucked with us."

"I know that our circumstances drove us apart. And I know you've stepped away from...your circumstances. But mine aren't over. My band has only been together for a year. We have so many more years to go...I don't know if you want that. But I know that I'm not giving up what I love, even for someone I love."

You felt a stab of hurt and jealousy, but you pushed it down as quickly as you felt it. Of course he would never give up music, how selfish could you be to think he would? It was what he lived for, you could never even try to steal it from him.

"Nate, I don't care about the band. You can have the band. I just want the time that we can have, Nate. I want to be able to see you in the mornings and hold you at night. I want to see you through the good and the bad. I don't want you to hide from me. I don't..."

He looked at you expectantly.

"I dont want to be alone." You finished. You pushed back tears. 

Nate made a noise in the back of his throat and enveloped you in his arms, lightly tracing your mouth with his before burying his face in the crook of your neck. Tears ran down your cheeks, despite your efforts to remain strong. 

"I don't want to be alone.." You sobbed again. "But nobody else is like you. Nothing else works. I don't want to be alone, but if it's not you, I'll deal with Tue loneliness until it kills me, I swear."

"Y/N," he groaned. He kissed your neck twice and straightened, wiping your tears away. "You're not going to be alone. I'll be moved in by Friday. I want to protect you..." His fingertips brushed your chest where your heart would be. "I don't want anyone to hurt this again..." And he kissed you. You felt fire and ice run through your veins. You wanted him, all you saw was him.

He was all that would do.