Slow Burn (Clyde Logan x reader)

Chapter 4

Every day after the robbery, Clyde was counting down the days until he'd be out, until he could sleep in his own bed and spend time with his family, see (Y/n), hold her close and never let go.

The day he was released, (Y/n) was waiting outside the gates, leaning on Clyde's car. She sees him and as soon as the gate starts to open, she runs at him full force.
Luckily he sees her coming and he prepares himself for it, he lifts her into his arm, holds her. He carries her to the car and smiles, "I thought Mellie was comin' to get me."
(Y/n) looks at him, holding on, "Are you disappointed?"
Clyde smiles and chuckles, "Not at all, just pleasantly surprised." They make it to his car and he sets her down, opens the car door for her.
(Y/n) gets in the passenger side, and waits until he's in the car, "Your stuff is at my place, bed, books, clothes, everythin'."
Clyde raises an eyebrow, "Okay, why?"
(Y/n) looks at Clyde, "Jimmy moved, he's been getting serious with a very nice lady, her name is Sylvia."
Clyde nods, "Okay, but don't worry, I'll get my own place soon." He drives to her place, which he guesses is his place for a while too.
(Y/n) smiles, "There's no rush to find your own place, Mellie and I love you, don't worry about it."
Clyde nods, "Thanks, you're too good to me."
She looks at him, "Clyde, you deserve the world, we'd give you that if we could." The rest of the ride was silent, but Clyde was thinking the whole time.

When they finally arrived home, Clyde sits on the couch and relaxes, happy to just be there, and not in prison. (Y/n) sits next to Clyde, "Hey, what sounds good for dinner?"
Clyde thinks for a minute, "Fried chicken sounds really good."
He softly smiles at (Y/n), and she nods, "I'll order some for us." She gets her phone and orders fried chicken and the sides that Clyde likes.
Clyde gets up and walks around, he opens the door to what he assumes is the guest room. He sees his bed, which looks like it was slept in, he walks over to it and lays down for a minute. He smells the perfume oil that (Y/n) wears, same one that she's worn since she was 13. His chest tightened, he realized she'd been sleeping in his bed while he was gone. He was curious as to why, her bed is much more comfortable than his.
(Y/n) stands in the doorway, "Clyde, there's one more thing for you." She puts a big black case on his bed, sits next to him and opens the case.
A new, mechanical prosthetic was staring Clyde in the face. He was nervous, not sure how it works.
(Y/n) gently picks up the prosthetic and looks at Clyde, "Do you want to try it on?"
He nods and allows her to help him put it on. He watches the fingers move, and he smiles a bit.
(Y/n) looks at the prosthetic, "It looks good, how does it feel?"
Clyde chuckles, "It feels different, but good." He closes the case and sets it beside his bed. He lays back, looks up at (Y/n), "It's so nice to be back." He was upset that the money he helped get was given back, but at least he was home.
(Y/n) smiles, "You have tonight and tomorrow night off from Duck Tape, so you can enjoy some time with family and friends." Clyde smiles gratefully, gently pulls her down, cuddles with her. (Y/n) blushes and cuddles Clyde, feeling truly calm and happy for the first time in 90 days.

Dinner comes and (Y/n), Clyde, and Mellie eat together. Mellie looks at Clyde, as if to ask if he told (Y/n) about what happened, to which he gave her a look that confirmed that he hadn't. (Y/n) sips her water, "Would you two want to watch a movie later?"
Clyde nods, so does Mellie. Mellie suggests a new movie that came out on Netflix, and Clyde doesn't really have an opinion on it, he just wants to spend time with the girls.
While cleaning up dinner, (Y/n) reaches for a Tupperware lid, and she's just a little too short to be able to reach it. Clyde grabs the lid for her and hands it to her. (Y/n) smiles, "Thanks, I knew I kept you around for a reason."
Clyde chuckles and helps her put dinner away, then grabs himself a beer. He sees a cake in the fridge, "Squirt, what's the cake for?"
(Y/n) turns her head at the nickname he rarely used for her, "It's to celebrate you comin' home, we can cut into it whenever you want." She makes herself a drink, "Do you want to?"
Clyde nods, he hadn't had anything sweet while in prison, and he's not normally a sweets kinda guy, but she went to the trouble to get it, so he'll eat it. (Y/n) opens the container and cuts the cake, grabs two plates and cuts two slices of cake. She puts a fork on each plate, and carries the plates to the living room. Clyde grabs her drink and follows her, he can't help but watch her ass as she walks.
Once they both sit down, (Y/n) hands Clyde his cake. He smiles, "Thank you, darlin'."
(Y/n) smiles, "No problem." They watch the movie Mellie picked and they eat their cake. As the movie goes on, (Y/n) cuddles up to Clyde, and he gently pulls her closer.
The credits roll, (Y/n) looks at the clock, "It's getting late, are you tired?"
Clyde shakes his head, "Not yet, how about you, darlin'?"
(Y/n) shrugs, "I don't feel tired. This might be too personal, and you don't have to answer, but how did you make it through? Ninety days without hardly seein' anyone you know or love, no freedom."
Clyde nods, "Lots of thinkin', missin' people, missin' my books. I just kept thinkin' about when I'd get to see you, Mellie, Sadie, Jimmy. Family was really hard to be away from." He tears up a little bit and doesn't realize that a tear slid down his face.
(Y/n) gently wipes his tear away, "Hey, you're here now, we're here. And if I have anything to say about it, you're never goin' back to prison, ever" She was tearing up, she couldn't go through seeing him being taken away in handcuffs again.
Clyde chuckles a bit, "I don't plan on goin' back there, darlin', I promise." He strokes her hair, "I'm not goin' anywhere."
(Y/n) climbs into his lap and clings to him, "Good." Clyde holds her, his real hand in her hair and his prosthetic hand on her lower back. (Y/n) feels safe in his arms.