It's Been A While [Tig Trager x Reader]

Chapter 15

Tig walked into his house, to hear you yelling at (Y/D/N).

“(Y/D/N) (Y/L/N)! Stop that! Go to your room for a timeout! Now!” you yelled.

Tig shut the door and saw (Y/D/N) stomp to her room. He saw you sit down at the table and rub the bridge of your nose in frustration. He walked up to you and put a hand on your shoulder, “What’s going on?” he asked.

“She's being a little devil today. She’s getting on my nerves, I’m not in the mood for this today.” you said, shrugging his hand off.

“What's going on?” he asked, pulling a chair up close to you and sitting in it.

It was just one of those days. You were irritable, not knowing why. The sound of someone’s voice was enough to get on your nerves, sadly, even your daughter's. You just wanted quiet.

“Nothing, I’m fine.” you said, getting up and walking away.

He sighed, “Jesus.” He pulled out a cigarette and lit it, leaning back into his chair.

He finished his cigarette and walked to your bedroom. The door was closed, he knocked before he went in. “Need to change my clothes, sorry.” he said, but he noticed you were in the bathroom.

He changed into a button down and dark jeans. He put his chain on it and his rings on, then his cut. Put on his cologne and then brushed his hair back. He knocked on the bathroom door, “I’m headed to the clubhouse. Party tonight. You should come by, bring (Y/D/N), she can play in one of the dorms. Might make you feel better. Love you.” he said before walking out.

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You pulled into TM, annoyed by all the people in the way. You took out (Y/D/N) and started walking to the office. One of the croweaters noticed you and took (Y/D/N) because you had to look for a toy she thought she left here. You went to the office and turned on the light. Nothing here.

“Great. Now I gotta go to the clubhouse. Lord give me strength.” you mumbled.

You walked fast towards the clubhouse, snaking through the crowd. You walked in to see Tig and Bobby on the couch laughing. You smiled internally but it quickly went away when you saw croweaters hanging around Bobby and Tig. You just proceeded back to the dorms to find Tig’s.

Tig saw you storm through to the dorms and sighed. He didn't follow, he didn't want you to go off on him.

Thankfully, you found the toy and you grabbed it and shut the door. Giving a small smile to a hangaround and a croweater on the way to get busy.

You started to walk out, but Tig called your name. You turned around and he made you walk to him. You sauntered up to him, looking at him and glaring at the croweater who had her hand on his shoulder.

“Finally decided to come?” he asked, smiling at you.

You smirked a little at the smile, “I had to find a toy that (Y/D/N) forgot here. She’s outside with a croweater.”

“Oh my god, you have a kid? That's so great.” the croweater said.

You glared at her, “Yeah and I’m the mom and his Old Lady. Go work out your daddy issues with someone else, sweetheart.” you said.

She stood up and got in your face, “What’d you say?” she asked.

You stood up straight and looked in her eyes, “Get..the fuck..away..from my Old Man.” Tig just watched, maybe you needed this.

She pushed your shoulder, “Or what? Bitch.”

You looked at your shoulder and Tig took the toy from your hand. You looked at her before you slapped her in the face, making her stumble. The guys backed away and instigated. The croweater pushed you back and pinned you against the wall.

You quickly flipped her so she was facing the Chapel doors. You grabbed her hair and slammed her face into the doors. You pulled her back and she stood in the middle of the room.

She turned to you and punched you in the mouth, causing your lip to bleed. You pulled her towards you and kneed her in the stomach, causing her to groan and step back, and collapse to the floor, on her knees.

Tig finally stood up and grabbed your arm to take you to the dorm, the guys whistling and whooping for your win.

Tig was dragging you through the halls, you thought he was mad, he was gonna yell at you.

He opened the door and pushed you in and shut the door. He walked towards you, not breaking eye contact. Your chest heaved, scared of him. That is until he kissed you hungrily, “That was so fucking hot.”