There's smut in here; might make it a separate story that you can read if you want; idk yet.
Some Joemily AND paemily in here, my dudes so be ready for a wild ride.
Part from the story:
"J-joel?" Emily stuttered.
"Em..." He whispered, "I'm so sorry, I just, she-"
"Joel, babe where are you?" She called from downstairs. The one that took Emily fantasy away.
"I have to go." Joel said softly, his eyes not meeting hers, "I'll see you tonight, at dinner."
"Will she be there?" Emily asked looking downward.
"She's my girlfriend, Emily. I don't go places without her." He looked at Emily one last time, almost longingly.
"Then I won't be there, Joel. You can't expect me to constantly face your choices when my choice was you. You also made it clear to me and other people that I was your choice, now tell me Joel how did that change in a month?" Emily said cocking her head to the side. Joel looked downward.
"If you choose her then be ready for me to rub my choices in your face Joel."
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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