Bill Skarsgård/Roman Godfrey imagines

Forgiving- Roman Godfrey

*fluffy-ish*

You laughed to yourself while you were watching The Office. You knew almost every line from every episode, since you've watched every season about 20 times. The doorbell rang.

You weren't expecting anybody so you quietly tip toed downstairs and peeked through the small window next to your front door. "Ugh what does he want?" You mumbled. You opened the door to reveal a tall, green eyed annoyance.

"What do you want, Godfrey?" You said, walking into your kitchen, silently inviting him inside. "Look, Maeve. I know that you hate me, and I don't know what I did but-" you cut him off. "You don't know what you did? Of course you don't. See, Roman, that's the thing. You didn't do anything. You didn't say anything to your mother when she got my dad fired and put into the hospital. You didn't stand up for my father. He taught you everything about what you are, and that's how you re-payed him? By not helping him." You stated, tears now running down your red, hot cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Maeve. I really am. I guess I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what was right or wrong. What my mother did was ballistic, but I'm not my mother." His face softened. His looked down, wiping a single tear away.

"Roman, I" you walked towards him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you for something that wasn't your fault. I guess I just didn't really know who to blame."

He looked at you, redness in his eyes. " were you crying before you got here?" You curiously asked. He nodded, unable to speak due to the fact hat he was too ashamed of his emotions.
You slid both of your arms around his waist and buried your head into his warm chest.

You felt his grip tighten around you. Never in your life did you think that Roman Godfrey would go soft. You also didn't think you would ever start to care about him, but here you were, hugging the handsome figure.

You looked up at him. His plump pink lips just waiting. You stood on your toes as you tilted your head and placed your lips into his. He kissed you back.

"Hey" he said, pulling away. " I'm sorry I didn't- " you said backing away. "I love you, Maeve." He said resting his hands on your hips. "You do?" You tilted your head. "I don't know why anyone wouldn't." He kissed you again.

I'm SOOOOO sorry I haven't been active and that this is such a short chapter. I have been struggling with my body positivity and I really want to write a chapter about insecurities with bill so I think that will be next ❤️❤️