Broken Heart (Chase Brody X Reader)

~ Chapter Thirty : Promise Me ~

          "(Y/N)! Hurry up!" Chase shouted from ahead. I groaned and rushed back up with him, scooping my hand into his. He gently kissed my temple, "See something?" I pulled the Polaroid from my pocket. He smiled, "That's beautiful, Love." I smiled at him and tucked the jovial photo away. He squeezed my hand tighter in his as he finally reached our destination. We were on a little date...it was going to be that last one before Chase comes back from tour. I was a little sad by this, but I didn't let it force the smile from my face, I just wouldn't. He suddenly pulled me into a kiss, "Happy 3 years, Love." A blush invaded my face as I look away from him, I could never get over how he looks at me. So much care, wonder, and amazement swirling in his eyes once they connected with me. Chase grabbed my chin, making us reconnect our glazes, "I love you to the moon and back, (Y/N). Nothing will ever change that." I gently caressed his cheek, "And I love you too. I promise to always stand by your side, no matter what." A small smirk spread crossed his face as he pulled me down onto the blanket, the clacking of pebbles announcing themselves beneath us. The crashing of waves and the salty breeze relaxed our nerves and released our stress...it was just Chase and I. He pulled some wrapped goodies from his backpack, "So, I know it's cliche to have wine and a fancy dinner for a date on the beach." He pulled out a bottle of red wine and some sandwiches, "So I didn't go 'full' dinner date." I giggled at his attempts to be romantic, but still accepted the food, giving him a small kiss on the cheek. He stared at me softly as he poured our wine, "Are you okay? You've been kinda silent..." I simply shrugged, and took a small sip of my wine. He glared at me gently, "You better tell me right now." "I just don't like you leaving..." I mumbled gently, "It hurts..." He bit the inside of his cheek and set his glass aside, grabbing my hand to hold it in his, "I know it hurts, but I promise you're going to be okay, and I'll be back sooner than you know it." He gently kissed my forehead, caressing my cheek, "I love you." I hummed softly at his loving touch, leaning into it. "Now eat up! We have more fun things to do!" He demanded.
    I smirked at him and pushed the quarter into the slot, "Are you ready Mr. Brody?" He smiled and pushed a quarter into his own slot, wrapping an arm around my waist and kissing my temple quickly, "I was born ready." The 8-Bit tune began to play as Chase and I copied the dance moves on the screen, every now and then shoving each other away. At one point, Chase fulling shoved me from the pad. But I'm the end, I won anyways. He sighed in defeat and helped me down, "Want some ice cream for that victory?" I smiled and nodded vigorously. He gently took me by the hand and waltzed out of the slightly busy arcade. I watched as Chase places the money onto the glass counter, "I'll take two scoops of Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream. And she'll have two scoops of (Ice Cream Order)." The cashier smiled at us, taking the money from Chase and grabbing the cones. "Go grab a booth, Love." He gently kissed my temple and pushed me softly, waiting for our sweet treats. I smiled at him and grabbed a booth at the back corner of the small store. I admired Chase as he stood there, a bright smile on his lips. He was happy...I was happy. Everything's perfect.
"And I completely missed, and I hit my prank partner instead!" Chase chuckled. I giggled and choked on my ice cream slightly. "That's why you don't prank people!" I playfully shouted. He shrugged and pulled tighter into my waist. The stars twinkled in his blue eyes, his smile radiating. I ate the last bite of my cone and slightly brushed my hands together, clearing them from crumbs. Suddenly, Chase stopped and pulled in front of me, holding both of my hands. He dropped to one knee, "(Y/N), I've been wanting to do this for a while." "C-Chase." I stuttered, "What are you doing?" He chuckled and squeezed my hands tighter, "Don't worry, Love." I slightly relaxed, but still held eye contact, my body slightly shaking. "I love you, so much. Words can't even describe it. I'd be dead if it weren't for you, probably." He chuckled lightly, "Every waking moment, I love spending it with you. I love your curious eyes when you wake up. I love your cute little giggle, I love it when you pout. Every time I was sick, you forced me to rest. You treated me like a child, and I love it." Chase slowly slipped a hand onto his pocket and pulled out a small black box. He gingerly opened it, revealing two rings, "I love you. So, with these promise rings, I promise to always love you. I promise comfort and honesty. I promise to be worthy. And with this ring, I promise to always be there, no matter the distance." I watched teary eyed as he slipped the silver band onto my ring finger, placing a small kiss onto it. He rose to his feet and held the other ring out to me. I gently took it and slipped it onto his ring finger, interlacing our hands tightly. He hungrily kissed me, my back pressed against the railing of the pier. I caressed his face, "I love you."

SMUT

Chase hungrily threw me onto the bed. He loomed over my body, already planting kisses and hickeys on my neck and chest. My fingers hooked onto his jeans, tempting to pull them down. Before I could do so, Chase grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. I groaned loudly. He smirked lustfully, "I like it when you're frustrated." While one hand still held restraint on mine, the other snaked down my body, slowly and painfully removing my shorts. I bit my lip hard. He looked up at me, "What's wrong, Princess? Do you not like it slow?" I narrowed my eyes at him, but he continued to smile. Chase released my hands and slipped my shirt off eagerly. He straddled me, removing his shirt and throwing it aside, then attacking my neck and chest. I traced my hands down his chest and to his waist, undoing his pants and pushing them off of him. He roughly bit my neck, "It seems like we're always having sex when I'm about to leave." His hand squeezed my thigh. I bit my lip, holding back a moan. He squeezed tighter, "Don't hold back, Princess." I groaned quietly and arched my back, my fucking weakness. Chase slowly grind against my hips, "I said, don't hold back." A moan quietly left my lips as I tightly grasped onto his upper arms, gasping for air as he teased me. "I just want to warn you, Darling." He whispered quietly, "I'm not going to go easy."