Brie Larson Imagines (Fem!reader)

Comfort (B.L)

It was your second anniversary and you decided to surprise Brie with a romantic dinner. As you cooked everything, you played some music to set the mood right. Brie was the woman of your life, the one you loved more than anything in this world, she deserved this and so much more.

As soon as you heard your front door open, you switched off the kitchen's light and lit up the candles, slow music playing in the background. You welcomed your wife with a big smile, from ear to ear, but if fell when you saw how tired and sad she looked.

"What... What is all this?" she asked confused while rubbing her eyes.

You smiled sympathetically and took her hand, making her seat on the chair, and started massaging her shoulders. Her little moans of pleasure were enough for you to understand she was enjoying it.

"What happened, baby?" you asked as you rubbed her neck, biting your lips in the process, trying to resist the tentation of taking her to bed from all the moans she was emitting.

"It was... A tyring day... It's just... I had no idea how mean people can be" she said, noticing now the food in front of her and letting out a gasp

"Oh my God! It's our anniversary! How could I forget?! I'm sorry, Y/N! Please, forgive me" she begs engulfing you in a hug

You smiled at how cute she was and shook your head "Baby, your wellbeing matters more to me right now. Don't worry. It's ok" you sooth her, rubbing circles on her back.

You frown when you hear her sniff and feel her shaking

"Love, why are you crying?"you ask pulling away and cupping her tear stained face in your hands

"I heard my colleagues talking about how my boss should fire me because 'I'm a tall, stupid, blonde with nothing but a pretty face, who can' t do her job'... They actually want to talk to the boss and ask for my dismission, making up an excuse for him to believe them and do it." she cries as she starts pacing, running her hand through her hair

"If I lose this job, we're screwed, Y/N. I've worked so hard to achieve where I am now! I can't possibly lose everything!" she raised her voice and threw her arms in the air out of frustration before stopping in front of you. "What did I do wrong? Why do people enjoy ruining someone's life? Am I not enough? Is my work not enough to prove that I'm just as worthy as them?!"

You looked at her and felt a pang to your heart. Seeing her this hurt killed you inside. You stepped closer to her and took her hands in yours.

"Brie, listen" you say getting her attention "Those people just speak out of envy. They're jealous of your success and see you as the competition they need to eliminate. You have done a wonderful job and still are and always will, because you're Brie freaking Larson and you don't take shit from anyone." you say making her laugh a little "You work just as hard as anybody else if not harder. You deserve to have that job more than anyone else and if your boss fires you then he's just a dick, because he knows what he will lose." you continued, placing your hand on her cheek and wiping her tears with your thumb

"You are the most determined, thick minded, beautiful woman I know and you should be the judge of yourself, not letting other people decide what you are, you know your worth and you know damn well your boss won't fire you. It pains me seeing you like this and I would do anything just to put a smile on your face, because I love you, Brie." she smiles at you, grateful for having you by her side, before leaning in to kiss you.

"I love you, too. Thank you, Y/N." she whispers after pulling away.

You nod at her and motion to the now cold food on the table.

"Let's eat and then put on a movie that we won't really watch, your pick" you say before making her sit down.

After taking your sit as well she took your hand in hers.

"Happy anniversary, baby."

"Happy anniversary"

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Not really proud of it, but screw it.
I'm running out of ideas, again if you have any requests feel free to let me know :)
Xxx