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lambertdiary · 6 months

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FAKE DATING WITH MIKE PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU the plot can be whatever you want but please

A/N: The 'fake dating' trope is genuinely one of my favourites so it's safe to say I had a lot of fun coming up with the plot for this one. I'll post a part two if you guys enjoy this one, so please let me know what you think!!

Word Count: 3.5k+

Warnings: language and I guess that's it

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This Love Is Just For Show

It was a slow day at your job. Even though it was a Thursday morning and it was usually really busy at this time, the number of customers coming through the door was significantly lower than any other morning, but you were thankful that you didn’t have to do a million things at the time this early.

You worked at a coffee shop and have worked there for a while, so you were used to the crazy job and by this point, you remembered most of the recurring customers, but you always waited for one in particular.

You heard the little bell that indicated that a customer had entered the coffee shop, so you quickly finished arranging the coffee cups behind the counter before turning to greet your customer. You fought the smile that threatened to creep its way onto your face when you saw who it was, and gave him a nonchalant expression instead.

“Hey Mike”

“Hi” He greeted you back with a smile.

“You want your usual, right?”

“So no small talk today, I suppose” Mike leant his forearms on the counter.

“Sorry, it’s kinda busy back here”

He looked around at the almost empty café “I’m not gonna steal more of your time then. I’ll have my usual”

You took a medium cup and used it to cover your smile, marking up his exact coffee order and writing his name at the bottom.

“You know, my offer to go out for coffee still stands. Maybe at a place you don’t have to make it”

You giggle as you put down the cup, typing a few words into the computer in front of you “You’re very sweet Mike but we’ve been through this, I don’t-”

“Date customers, I know” He finished your sentence.

“Look at that, you do remember. And yet, you keep on asking”

“Just hoping you’ll change your mind, I guess”

You shook your head “Not gonna happen”

“Alright, I’ll stop” He took out his wallet and paid for his drink “I’ll just try again in a month or two. Thanks”

He immediately walked to the other end of the counter to wait for his drink, constantly eying you while you took someone else’s order. You were looking his way too, but way more discreetly than he was.

When he finally got his coffee, he thanked your coworker and walked towards the door, turning his head around for a moment to face you “Bye, I’ll see you tomorrow”

Your eyes lingered on the glass doors after he left. You thought he was attractive, sweet, funny and just nice to have around, but you didn’t know whether you liked him like that or not but sometimes you thought you’d like to find out and go out with him, but you couldn’t do it. The real reason you had rejected every single one of his invitations wasn’t the one you gave him every time he asked, it was because you got out of a messy relationship 6 months ago and you weren’t ready to commit to anything, not yet.

Hours later your shift finally came to an end and you were ready to get out of there, you had a lot to do after all. You were in a hurry, so after taking all of your things you made your way to your car and drove to the grocery store.

After finding a parking spot you entered the massive building, guiding the shopping cart in front of you. You were so wrapped up in your thoughts looking down at your phone as you checked your shopping list, you didn’t notice the familiar face quickly approaching you.

“Y/N?” Your head snapped up as you immediately recognised the voice. You forced a smile while trying really hard to keep your eyes from widening.

“Nick, hi” The shock of seeing your ex-boyfriend for the first time since the breakup was more evident than you had intended.

“It’s been so long, how have you been?”

“Good, things are good” An awkward silence took over your conversation as quickly as it had started. The two of you smiled at each other politely, discomfort present in both of your eyes “How about you?”

“Amazing, actually” You nodded at him in response, unsure of what to say next. Thankfully, someone else joined the conversation. A girl you recognised as one of Nick’s friends from when you were dating him.

“Y/N! It’s been so long” She approached you for a hug, which you politely accepted.

“You remember Emily” Nick said as you pulled away.

“Of course, hi!”

“This is so funny, we were just talking about you last night” Emily said, standing closer to Nick and slowly wrapping her arm around him.

“You were? Why’s that?”

“She suggested we invite you to our engagement party this weekend”

Engagement?

“Oh my god, you guys are engaged” If you weren’t in shock before, you certainly were now “That’s amazing!” You wrapped your arms around them and pulled both of them into a hug, hoping this would prove to him that you really were happy for them. Even though that was far from the truth.

You pulled away after a few seconds, building up the perfect fake smile “I know it’s a bit of a shocker since Nick and I were just friends when you guys were dating, but I hope it’s not weird or anything”

“Please, not at all. I- I’m really happy for you guys”

“Thank you” Emily held your hand momentarily before dropping it and taking it back to her financé’s arm “So, are you coming?”

You thought about it for a moment. You really didn’t wanna go, but you thought that if you showed up you would show them how okay you were with their engagement. Even though you weren’t, since you broke up with Nick just six months ago and out of nowhere he’s engaged now, and you… you hadn’t even gone on a single date since then.

“Of course I’ll be there”

“Great! Should we save an extra seat for a special someone?” Emily asked with a wink.

You could feel your face burn as you thought of the lack of a love life, but your mouth was faster than your brain “Yes, I’ll bring my boyfriend with me”

Fuck.

“Oh” You hear Nick whisper.

“I mean I’ll ask him if he can make it, but you know, he gets really busy sometimes, so-”

“Okay, well I’ll have Nick text you the details later but I guess I’ll see you on Saturday!” Emily pulled you in for another hug, and Nick just waved at you as the both walked away from you.

You were left standing there alone, feeling like a complete loser. You didn’t have feelings for him or anything, and you wished you didn’t care about his engagement but you just couldn't help it.

Your relationship with him was complicated, and your breakup was so messy it took a while to pick up the pieces, and the main reason for that was because he swore he would never want to get married. After being together for a couple of years you moved in together for a few months, leading you to think he’d propose eventually, but he said that was the most you’d get from him. Now six months later he’s engaged to one of his friends…

You barely had the energy to finish with your grocery shopping. You were cursing yourself for saying you would go to their engagement party and on top of everything making up a fake boyfriend. Why couldn’t you just say you were busy? Any other answer would have been better than that.

You went home with a lot on your mind, and Nick’s text with all the details for Saturday just made it worse. You let out a loud sigh as you collapsed on your bed, going through your contacts list to see if you could find someone who would be willing to be your fake boyfriend for a night.

You quickly gave up as you realised how crazy it would be to make such a request, so maybe it would be better if you came up with an excuse and said you wouldn’t be able to make it.

Unless…

You typed Mike’s name on your contacts, hoping you’d find his number there. He gave it to you a couple of months ago, written on a napkin after going to the coffee shop for a week straight. You were almost crossing your fingers, urging that your past self saved it, but you assumed you got rid of it since it wasn’t on your phone.

You sigh again, too tired to think of more solutions.

⋆ ★ ⋆ ★

The next day wasn’t any better. The party that was taking place the next day was flooding your mind and unfortunately for you, the possibilities of ending up looking like a loser in front of everyone were high.

Everyone around you seemed to notice something was off, but with the busy morning that kept everyone doing something they didn’t have time to ask you the reason. That was definitely a relief, you would hate to admit what your current problem was.

Customers kept coming and that almost made you forget about the whole fake boyfriend thing, until you saw Mike approach the counter with a big smile.

“Hi” You shyly smile back at him.

“Hi, I’ll just have my usual”

You nodded as you grabbed a medium cup. You were debating in your mind whether or not it would be a good idea to ask him for help, but the simple thought of those words leaving your mouth made your face turn a bright red.

“And I’ll also have a cupcake”

You looked at him with furrowed brows. He had been going there every day for at least a couple of months and he never tried something new, so him making an addition to his order took you by surprise “Oh, what’s the occasion?”

“Buying a few extra seconds, I guess” He replied like it was no big deal. He took out his wallet ready to pay for his order, smiling when he noticed your blushed face.

If he was willing to buy a cupcake just to talk to you for a little longer, maybe he would be down to go to a party with you and pretend to be your boyfriend for a night. After all, he had been begging you for a date nearly everyday since the day you met him, and that would count as one, right?

You looked at the cupcake tray that was sitting next to you, naming the cupcake flavours while you kept a collected expression despite the heat rushing to your cheeks as you wrote your phone number down on his cup, right next to his name.

“Uh- we have vanilla, chocolate, blueberry-”

“Which one is your favourite?” He interrupted you.

“Red velvet with cream cheese frosting”

“I’ll have that one”

You tried to suppress your smile as you reached for the cupcake, blushing a little harder when your hand brushed his “Enjoy it”

“I will, or I guess I’ll let you know what I think on Monday” You looked down and grabbed his receipt, keeping your eyes fixated on the screen in front of you when you handed it to him “Thanks” Mike said, and you panicked when he started to walk away, and once again your mouth acted on instinct.

“I get off at 4” You spit out, making him stop and take a step back as you cursed yourself for how pathetic you sounded.

“Huh?”

“Today, I- I get off at 4” You repeated, thinking of something else to say “You can call me and- and maybe I’ll see you later”

A smile appeared on his face “Yeah, sure. I’ll give you a call” He nodded quickly, but stopped when he realised “I’d love to have your number, though”

“On your cup”

His smile grew bigger, and you could almost notice his tinted cheeks “I’ll talk to you later, then”

You nodded as he walked away, pushing away your embarrassment as you fixed your face to attend a new customer. You tried to stay focused on the order, but the cheeky smile from your coworker made you blush again.

“Shut up” You said, rolling your eyes at her.

The rest of the day went by painfully slowly. You were dying to check your phone to see if he had called you or at least texted you, but it was so busy that you didn’t have the time for that.

At the same time you were hoping he’d take his time reaching out to you. You felt guilty dragging him into your little show and you knew if you went out with him you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from asking him.

When your lunch break came you literally ran to the back to get your phone, your heart skipping a beat when you read the last notification.

Unknown: Hey, it’s Mike

You saved his contact right away, and then took a little too long to think of a response, writing and deleting the message a few times before finally sending one back.

You: This is Y/N!

You rolled your eyes at your own message, and only a few seconds later your phone started ringing, his name showing on the tiny screen. You froze for a moment, but rushed to answer when it rang for the second time.

“Hi” You said in a shy tone.

“Hi. Sorry for calling but it’s way easier than texting”

“Don’t worry, I agree” You let out a little giggle before continuing “I guess I should apologise for earlier today”

“What do you mean?”

“You know, writing my number on your cup-”

“No need to apologise” He interrupted you “I’ve been meaning to ask you, what changed?”

‘I ran into my now engaged ex boyfriend and made up a fake boyfriend so I desperately need your help’ you thought to yourself, but of course you couldn’t say that, not yet anyway.

“I, uh- I thought about your offer, and coffee sounds nice”

“Well… I know a place, they have the best red velvet cupcakes-”

“Definitely not here” You stop him before you let out another laugh, even though you knew he was joking “We can meet somewhere else, what time do you get off?”

“Oh, so you really did mean tonight” Mike sighs loudly, taking a hand to his hair as he tries to think of someone who could babysit his sister.

You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to bury your embarrassment at how desperate you sounded “Sorry, we can try some other time-”

“No” He’s quick to cut you off “I just need to find a babysitter for Abby-”

“Who’s Abby?”

“My little sister, but the babysitter leaves at 6”

“Right, I understand” You try to think of a solution without sounding more desperate than you already were, but maybe it was for the best if you didn’t see him tonight.

“I’m gonna call her and ask if she can stay with Abby for a little longer tonight”

That makes you feel bad, thinking about his little sister stuck with the babysitter just because of your big mouth. You start to come to your senses, there was no way you could lead him on like that.

You let out a loud breath before saying “Mike, actually I think it’s better if we leave it for another time”

He stays silent for a moment, but then finally replies “Uh- yeah, that’s okay”

“Sorry, it’s just-” You stop when the clock on the wall tells you your lunchtime is over “I have to go but I’ll see you on Monday”

You hand up the phone immediately, the guilt coming back to you for a different reason.

You spend the rest of your shift thinking of excuses for your absence to the party, knowing that that’s what you should have done from the beginning. When you leave you’re so caught up on your thoughts you almost don’t recognise the person waiting for you outside.

“Mike?”

“Hi, yeah- uh sorry” He put his hands on his pockets, looking down at the ground “You sounded a little weird on the phone earlier”

“I had to go back to work, sorry”

“Right, I know… so, about the coffee-”

“Y/N!” Mike is interrupted by a voice you hated to recognize. You closed your eyes momentarily as you let out a breath, mentally preparing yourself to talk to her again “We have to stop running into each other like this”

“Emily, so nice to see you again” You say with a convincing smile.

“You too” She inspects your outfit and the building behind you, a smirk appearing on her face when her eyes landed on you again “I see you’re still working at the café”

You don’t say anything but your blood starts to boil, but at the same time you’re trying hard to hide your embarrassment.

Mike looked at you as soon as those words left her mouth, trying to read your expression, but when you didn’t say anything he decided to jump in “Hi, I’m Mike”

“Oh hi, I’m Emily” They shook hands and she carefully examined him almost entirely, and Mike dropped it after just a moment “I used to be friends with Y/N. Well, with her ex boyfriend, but he’s now my fiancé” She said as she showed off her ring, and the two of you simply nodded “Oh… you must be Y/N’s boyfriend”

Emily’s eyes fixated on you, giving you the same intimidating look she always gave you, making you break and fall into a moment of weakness “Yes” You replied, and she immediately turned to Mike to give him a hug.

“You should’ve said that before, she was telling us about you last night”

He was looking at you with a million questions as his eyes gave you the most confused look you had ever seen on anyone. You mouthed the word ‘Sorry’ as they pulled away.

“You guys are coming to the party tomorrow, right?”

“We can’t make it, sorry” You grabbed Mike’s arm and pulled him closer to you, giving him an apologetic smile.

“Oh well that’s a shame”

“You never said anything about a party, baby” He looked at you, amusement building in his face.

You were sure your face has never been more red than it is right now, you truly didn’t know what to say to that “Uh I- I’m sorry, I guess I forgot”

“We’ll be there”

“Mike, what are you doing?” You whisper to him.

“Great! I can’t wait to see you guys tomorrow”

She starts to walk away as she waves you goodbye, and as soon as she leaves you turn to face Mike, your apology already leaving your mouth “I’m sorry, Mike I’m so sorry, I don’t know what got into me-”

“Who was that?” He interrupted you “And most importantly, why did you say I was your boyfriend”

“That was my… I used to know her when I was dating my ex boyfriend” You explained, scratching your head as you tried to think of the answer to his next question “I don’t know why I said that. I panicked but of course that’s no excuse, I shouldn't have said that, I’m so sorry”

“What did she mean you told them about me last night?”

“I didn’t, I swear I didn’t” You simply reply, but he urges you to continue “I ran into them and they invited me to their engagement party, which already was so crazy cause I didn’t think Nick would ever get married, but he would give that to Emily I guess” You start to ramble, but stop when you realise you’ve said too much “She asked me if I would bring someone with me and I don’t know why but I said yes”

“Does that have anything to do with you giving me your number today?”

“No, of course not” You rushed to reply “Look, I’m sorry I got you into this. It’s stupid and it’s immature, you don’t have to worry about her thinking you’re my boyfriend, I promise I’ll call her”

You stared for a moment, waiting for him to accept your apology, although you’d understand if he didn’t.

“I can come to the party with you”

“What?”

“I mean she’s not very nice, why give her the satisfaction? Plus, I already promised we’d be there”

“No, Mike you don’t have to do that-”

“I tried asking you on a date for weeks, I’m not gonna let it go to waste now, even if it’s not real”

You stop to think for a little too long. If he was down then what was the problem? Asking him to do that for you did cross your mind anyway, so now that he was volunteering himself you shouldn't feel as guilty, right?

“It’s just going to be for one night, and knowing Emily there will be so much free food and drinks, you just need to stay with me and maybe hold my hand a few times”

"Deal"

Thank you so much for reading! Please let me know what you think, likes and reblogs are highly appreciated!!

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lambertdiary · 6 months

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Can u do an NSFW w Dalton? Like he's had a rough day and the reader is just trying to make him feel better?

WARNING: NSFW, SMUT, UNPROTECTED SEX, PLEASE KEEP SCROLLING IF THIS TYPE OF CONTENT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE

Some days are better than others, and Dalton always tried to be positive around you, but today just wasn’t his day. He had been staying up later than usual for the last week to work on a big project, but it all seemed to be for nothing when he got an awful grade.

He dragged himself into his building, dragging his feet up the stairs and through the hallways. He wasn’t expecting to see you in his dorm, but he was almost relieved when he spotted you in his bed.

“Hi” You happily greeted him when he entered the room.

“Hi” He replied, not as happy as you. You could easily see that he was having a bad day.

He dropped his bag next to his dresser and made his way to the bed, collapsing in your arms as soon as he got there “Bad day” Was all he said and you didn’t push it any further. You let him settle in your arms, rubbing his back as you both sink into his mattress.

“It’s okay, baby. You should get some rest, I know you’ve been sleeping late”

He shook his head into your chest “I had something else in mind”

“Go on” You knew where this was going, and honestly you couldn’t complain.

“I was thinking, uh- you could help me feel better”

“Yeah? How?”

“I need you, please”

You smile at him, suddenly needy for him “Is that what you want?”

He nodded desperately, and he immediately lifted his head and reached for your chin, pulling you in for a kiss. It started rough and passionate, you could barely catch your breath. You climbed into his lap, placing your knees to his sides.

“How do you want me?” You managed to ask.

“Ride me”

As soon as he said that you got up, taking a step back and slowly undressing in front of him “Are you gonna keep your clothes?”

“Uh- no” He quickly got rid of them, keeping his eyes on you the entire time.

You were both naked, and you returned to your previous position on his lap. After a moment of making out, you softly pushed him into the mattress and leaned down to meet his lips again.

“Want me to help you feel better? You had a bad day so you need me to ride you?” Dalton’s eyes widened and he nodded quickly, bucking his hips up.

You shook your head, pulling away “Words, Dalton”

“Yes. Baby, please” He begged.

You smirk, satisfied with his answer. He was holding onto your hips as you began to get comfortable on top of him, then placed his hands on your breasts as you started to stroke his cock. He let out a loud moan at the contact.

Your pussy was soaking wet, brushing up against his thigh. He was whimpering as you teased him, the relief you were giving him wasn’t enough “Please, baby” Dalton moaned as you placed your hands on his stomach.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me”

That was all you needed to hear, so you situated yourself and slowly sank down on his cock. He moaned loudly, and your hands moved up to his chest, as you began to roll your hips. His hands moved to your hips again as his own bucked up into you, making you whimper as loud as he was.

“You always make me feel so good” He cried out.

Your mind was too focused on your pleasure you didn’t even answer him. You continued moving your hips, a string of moans of his name leaving your lips. He was deep, deep inside of you and he just hit that place where you both feel incredibly good.

“Fuck” Dalton said with furrowed brows, his cheeks red and forehead full of sweat. His long hair was stuck to his forehead, making him incredibly sexy “I’m gonna cum” He said when he started to get that feeling in his lower abdomen.

You didn’t say anything but you picked up your pace, bringing Dalton even closer to his orgasm. It didn’t take long for him to shoot his release inside you, making you come closer to your own release.

He moaned your name repeatedly, and you collapsed on his chest when your mindblowing orgasm hit you. You were barely moving your hips now, dusting off your high.

You finally stopped moving and you stayed like that for a while, catching your breath as your cheek was pressed on his chest.

“Feel better, baby?”

“Yeah”

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lambertdiary · 6 months

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what if mike is your neighbor and he asks you to babysit Abby cause Max is late and she accidentally says he has a crush on you

His shaky hand knocked on the door, taking a deep breath when he heard you walking towards it. You have lived next to each other for years and he’s always felt some kind of attraction towards you, but he never made a move. It’s not like he had time for a girlfriend anyway, but he couldn’t push his feelings away.

“Hi. Mike, right?”

He nervously nodded as he tried to give you a smile “Yes, hi. Sorry to bother you but- uh I’m kinda late for work and the babysitter is not here yet, so I was wondering-”

“Yes, I can watch Abby” You responded. He let out a sigh of relief and blushed when you returned the smile “Just give me one second, I’ll be there in a moment”

“Sure, no worries”

He watched you go back inside and close the door behind you. He started making his way back to his house, repeatedly looking back at your door to make sure he still had time to talk to his sister.

“Abby!” He called for her as soon as he went back inside “I don’t think Max is coming tonight so Y/N is gonna stay with you” “Who is that?” Abby asked, barely looking away from the drawing she was working on.

“The neighbour. Now, I need you to promise me you’ll be on your best behaviour”

“But I don’t wanna stay with the neighbour” She pouted, finally looking up at him “I wanna come with you”

“No, you’re gonna stay here with her and you’re gonna be good”

“But-”

“Abby, please. I know it’s not ideal but I promise we’ll do something fun some other time. Plus, I bet she’s more fun than Max”

Just as Abby was about to say something, you knocked on the door. She sighed, knowing there was nothing she could do to stop the inevitable.

“Do we have a deal?” Mike asked before opening the door, and Abby just nodded. You met him with a smile on the other side of the door “Hey, come in”

You walked in and your eyes immediately landed on the little girl. She didn’t seem as excited as you had hoped “Hi Abby, I’m Y/N, remember me?”

“My brother always looks through the window when you get home every afternoon”

Mike’s eyes widened “That’s not true, that’s just when I leave for work”

You let out a giggle, looking down at the floor so your hair will cover your blushed face “I know, don’t worry”

“Anyway, I have to get going. Max should be here soon but if not call me if you need anything, my number’s on the fridge” You smiled at him and nodded, paying attention as he pointed at the fridge.

“Thank you for abandoning me” Abby left the chair and ran to her room, slamming the door behind her.

He rolled his eyes as he opened the front door “She’s all yours”

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lambertdiary · 6 months

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i literally love your concepts so much, so i wanted to request dalton and reader sleepy cuddles 💗

SUCH SWEET CONCEPTS AS ALWAYS

The cold weather outside marked the perfect scene for an afternoon full of cuddles. The sound of the pouring rain was a little louder than the old record that played on your boyfriend's record player.

You lazily mumbled the words of the song as Dalton’s grip tightened around you, the smell of vanilla invading your nostrils. It was friday and there was nothing else that you’d rather be doing, cuddling with your boyfriend on the small dorm bed was your favourite thing to do, especially with that weather.

Dalton pressed a kiss behind your temple as he hummed the song “I love you, you know that?” He whispered, his voice as soft and sweet as ever. His hand travelled to your stomach.

“I love you too, baby” You smiled, interlacing your fingers with his followed by a yawn.

“Sounds like someone’s sleepy”

“I can’t help it, I’m so cosy”

“Yeah?” He asks, tightening his grip even more as he placed another kiss behind your ear “Wanna take a nap?”

You nod in response “Can we stay like this?”

“Whatever you want, my love”

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lambertdiary · 6 months

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Dalton is nervous about a presentation and you help him to be confident about his painting

Dalton was standing in the middle of his room, a piece of paper on his hand as he nervously talked about one of his art pieces.

Professor Armagan’s last assignment was something he dreaded the most: public speaking. They were supposed to paint something really important and personal to them and talk about it in front of everyone, explaining why they chose to paint that, why they chose those colours, techniques, materials, shapes and why they represent their painting.

“They’re not gonna get it” He said, letting out a loud sigh.

“They’re not supposed to” You stood up from his bed and walked towards him, placing both hands on his shoulders “This piece is personal for a reason, you can explain the reasoning behind your techniques without expecting them to understand the real meaning behind it”

“I know, but I don’t know if I can put it into words and make it make sense”

“You did” You took the piece of paper and read the first sentence which he used to explain what was in the canvas. You brought your eyebrows together, you hadn't seen the painting so you were having a hard time picturing it “Can I see it?”

He looked even more nervous all of the sudden “Uh- it’s not my best work”

“Come on, don’t say that. Everything you do is amazing”

He was unsure, but then decided to show you. He made his way to his desk and picked up the covered canvas, putting it on the easel as he uncovered it.

The painting was captivating. It was crafted with such bright colours instead of the dark ones he’d usually go for, using colour blocking that blends the abstract with some elements of realism. It felt like he poured his entire heart and soul into it, full of emotion and adoration directed towards whoever the painting was about. And you were 90% sure it was about you.

Dalton was incredibly talented, and it hurt you that he didn’t see that most of the time. He’d let things go to his head when he was feeling overwhelmed, luckily you were always there to remind him how talented he was and how brilliant his pieces were.

“Dalton, this is beautiful” You took as few steps closer to examine it better “This might be my favourite painting of yours”

“Thank you” He said with a shy tone.

“Your presentation will be perfect, just like your painting”

“I guess I’m just nervous, it’s gonna be hard to say all of this in front of people I have never talked to”

“Then think about me when you’re up there” You turned around to face him again “Picture us in your room, just the two of us and I promise it’s gonna be easier”

He thought about your words for a moment, and they seemed to relax him “I will”

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lambertdiary · 6 months

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MIKE SCHMIDT CONCEPTS MASTERLIST

⇢ ˗ˏˋJoin us for concept fridays! Send me your Dalton concepts here so we can talk about any topic you want and fulfill each other's fantasies! Keep in mind that a concept is 500 words or less, and anything you submit on a friday will be written as a concept!

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cockwarming *

Mike asks you to babysit Abby

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NSFW BUT PLS PLS COCKWARMING MIKE

WARNING: NSFW, SMUT, PLEASE KEEP SCROLLING IF THIS TYPE OF CONTENT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE

You had been thinking about it, definitely a lot, especially when you’re both tired, or just enjoying each other’s company and need to feel close, but you never had the guts to say it.

Today was one of those days. Abby was with Vanessa and neither of you had to go to work, so you were using your free time like you always do, cooking together, eating your dinner in front of the tv to catch up on your shows or find a movie you haven’t seen and cuddling.

You were doing just that, cuddling on the couch while you enjoyed his warmth behind you. It was like any other cuddle, until he started stroking your hip, softly up and down. Then up to your sides and to your neck. He just loved touching you anywhere really, and tonight his touches weren’t sexual, in fact, they were all too familiar, but the way his wandering hands felt against your skin made you feel different, almost as if you were hungry for more.

“Mike?” You whispered after taking a deep breath, getting ready to spit those words out. He hummed in response, his hands moving down to your hips again “I was thinking… uh- we could- I want to try something” He looked down at you as you tilted your head to look at him.

“What’s that?” He asked, curious.

“I feel- I just want to feel you close to me” You mumble, blushing as soon as the words leave your mouth.

“Oh” If you were suggesting what he thought you were suggesting, he definitely couldn’t believe it. You were always a little shy when it came to asking to try new things “How close?”

“Like really close”

A wide smile appeared on his face, his hands wandering around your body more desperately than before “Yeah?” He asked, and you just nodded “Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you, baby”

You let out a sigh. You knew he’d make you say it but you really didn’t wanna say it “Can you like… Uh- I was just thinking that maybe we could-” You stopped talking, you were really hoping you didn’t have to say it, but with a look he urged you to continue “I want you inside me” You force the words out.

His smile grew bigger as he got closer to your ear, so so close “You mean you want my cock inside you?” He whispered, his voice suddenly dropping low.

“Yes”

Your heart started to race when you felt him shifting behind you, reaching for his pants “While we cuddle? You want me inside you while we watch a movie?”

“Yes please”

He slid his joggers down, working to harden his cock just enough to slip it inside you. Your curiosity gets the best of you, so you turn around to watch him give himself a few strokes, his own spit coating on his cock.

He closed his eyes for just a moment, his breathing staining a little at the feeling. You’re almost mesmerised by the view, but you were pulled out of your thoughts once he opened his eyes again.

“Turn around” He commands you, and you immediately oblige “C’mere”

You go back to your previous position as you slide down your panties and roll up his your shirt, waiting for him to get comfortable behind you. He used his already wet hand to find your pussy, letting out a shaky breath as soon as he touched you.

“Fuck, you’re so wet” He whispered against your ear “How am I not gonna fuck you right now?” He pulled his hand away and lifted your leg a little, allowing him to align himself with your entrance “Ready?” You nodded in response, and just a second later you felt his tip, and then the rest of his cock slowly inching into you. You both let out small whimpers, followed by a quiet ‘fuck’ when he was filling you completely.

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Can you do reader being scared of thunderstorms and Dalton comforting her?

YES I LOVE THIS

It was a slow day for you and your boyfriend, your plans were to stay inside the four walls of his room and find something to do.

That was very convenient for you, since it started to rain a lot outside, but it wasn’t any rain, it was more of a loud thunderstorm that made the day seem dark.

You were scared of thunderstorms, you have been since you were a kid and it never went away, but that was one of the things you’d be too embarrassed to admit, so you were hoping to be able to ignore it or at least hide it, but it wasn’t going too well.

“Everything okay? You’re squeezing me a little tight” He said looking down at you.

“Oh, sorry” You released him from your tight grasp, shyly smiling at him “Just love you so much, that’s all”

“I love you too” He pressed a kiss on your head and returned his attention to the screen.

You stayed like that for a moment, until a loud thunder rumbled through your ears, causing you to flinch and hold his arm again.

He gave you a look, finally understanding what happened “You okay?”

“Yeah, uh- sorry”

“You sure? You don’t seem okay”

“Don’t really like thunderstorms” You finally said after a moment, looking down at your hands.

“Oh baby, that’s okay” He lifted your chin to make you look at him, giving you a comforting smile “Come here, let’s cuddle”

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lambertdiary · 6 months

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What do you think about Dalton & someone (friend, gf, whoever you want) with a thick accent??

I’m from southern Alabama and have a decently thick accent, and would love to see how you think Dalton would react. Also, I’m so excited concepts are back!!💕

I’m from Liverpool so I’ve wondered this myself (thank you for always participating in concept fridays! also I’m sorry I didn’t post this last week)

I think he would definitely be endeared by an accent, especially when he heard it for the first time.

Imagine that was the first thing he noticed about you when you first met. You were just waiting in line to buy some lunch while talking on the phone with your parents, you were behind him and when he finally paid enough attention to your words he noticed the accent.

“I’ll talk to you later, bye” You hung up the phone and put it back in your bag, your attention going back to the menu in from of you.

Dalton wasn’t the type to just talk to someone, but he couldn’t help himself so he lightly tapped you on the shoulder, blushing when your gaze met his “Hey, sorry for interrupting you, uh- I’m Dalton”

“Hi, I’m Y/N” You extend your hand and wait for him to take it.

He took it and stayed silent for a moment, thinking of what to say next “I take it you’re not from around here?”

You shook your head, blushing at his eye contact “No, what gave it away?” You joked.

“I like it” He said right away, but he didn’t mean to sound too forward “Your accent, I mean”

“Oh- thanks” You let out a little laugh.

You became friends that day and saw each other nearly every day, and he took every opportunity to make you say random stuff, but he started doing so much he picked up a few words, phrases and even the way he pronounced his words. It makes you giggle cause you notice it but he doesn’t, cause he’s doing it unconsciously, and when you called him out he just denied it.

“What’s so funny?” He asked with furrowed brows.

“You’re doing it again, the accent”

“No, I’m not” He responded, suddenly paying attention to the way he’s talking.

“Yes you are, are you mocking me?” You joked.

“No” He rushed to respond, making you laugh.

“You do it a lot”

“Do I?”

“Yeah” He blushed a little “It’s cute”

He blushed even harder as he tried his best to hide his smile “Where is this coming from?”

“Where is your accent coming from?”

“Uh- you?”

You giggled at how easily he got flustered, and he learned that he really likes an accent, especially if it came from someone he was really close with.

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lambertdiary · 6 months

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Hey, time for concept friday!!

Send me your concepts about anything you want!! Just make sure you read the rules before you send your concepts 🫶🏻 (I’ll do Dalton and Mike)

I’ll post a couple I didn’t post last week and I’ll start working on the new ones later! Thanks for participating 🤍

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lambertdiary · 6 months

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NSFW!! if i can make my request could you write somthing about mike and reader being in a relationship and she takes care of abby when he's working and one day he comes back sad and upset cuz he's been fired and she comforts him?? and yk i feel like he might be a little sub when it comes to doing it

A/N: Hey!! This is my first time writing for this lovely character, so please let me know what you think of this! Also thank you so much for your request, please keep them coming

Word Count: 2.5k+

Warnings: NSFW, smut, brief hand job, blowjob, sub!mike x dom!reader, praise kink, unprotected sex, FNAF movie spoilers

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After A Bad Day

Mike was driving back home from the mall, his hands gripping the wheel a little tighter than usual. He had just been fired from his job, again. He needed that job if he wanted to keep custody of his sister, he needed to look good on paper since he didn’t think a judge would want Abby to live with his unemployed brother.

The incident that caused him his job was something he wasn’t proud of, but if he was being completely honest it wasn’t even his fault, he was just doing what he thought was right, but his boss did not like that explanation.

He got out of the car as he held his belongings, taking a deep breath as he opened the front door. There was only one thing worse than getting fired, and that was having to tell his girlfriend about it.

“Hey” She greeted him as soon as he walked through the door.

“Hi” He greeted her back, but walked straight to the kitchen counter to drop off the stuff he was holding. It had been a long day and he didn’t wanna have to face her after losing his job, not yet.

“How was your day?” “It was good” He simply said, his short response giving her a heads up that something was off “Yours?”

“Really good actually, I managed to bond with Abby a little better during dinner. I think I’m in one of her drawings but she won’t tell me”

“I can imagine”

She left the couch and tried to approach him without coming off too strong, if something was off then she didn’t want to overwhelm him, so she stopped when she was close enough “I made spaghetti if you’re hungry”

“Thanks. Where’s Abby?”

“She went to her room a while ago, I’m pretty sure she’s sleeping now”

“Did she eat her dinner?”

“I tried my best but you know her”

“Yeah” He turned around to face her, revealing his injured fists.

“What happened to you? Are you okay?” Y/N approached him completely, her hands going straight to his.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just gonna go take a shower” He freed himself from her grip as he started to make his way to his bathroom.

“Mike…” She stopped him, her glance asking for an explanation when he turned to meet her gaze.

“It was stupid, don’t worry about it”

“What happened?”

Mike stayed silent for a moment, struggling to spit the words out “I uh- I got fired”

“Oh my god Mike, I’m sorry” She could see the disappointment in his face. She knew it was hard for him and she wanted to help, but sometimes he would lock himself up and not let her in “What happened?”

“It was a misunderstanding”

“How?” He simply shook his head, his eyes falling to the ground “What did you do?”

“It doesn’t matter… Look, we can talk about it later, okay? I just need to get my mind off things and take a shower”

She nodded and slowly closed the distance between their bodies, her arms going around his neck “Why don’t you get the shower started while I check on Abby? And I can join you if you want” Her words lingered in the air for a moment as Mike gathered his thoughts. There was a lot going on in his mind. Getting fired, having to look for a new job, the possibility of losing custody of his sister, but it all faded slowly when he was with her “Still there?” She asked, pulling him out of his thoughts.

“So you’re not mad at me? You wanna join me in the shower?”

“Of course I’m not mad at you, and I think that you need to relax. You’re right, get your mind off things and we can talk about it later” She guided him to the couch, sitting next to him as one of her hands fell on his knee, tracing small circles on it “Does that sound good?”

“Y- yeah”

“Are you having a stressful day, baby?” He nodded softly, his tongue wetting his lips quickly “You know, I can help with that” Her hand started to rise up his leg, getting closer and closer to his crotch area.

He swallowed hard as he watched her hand, his trousers getting tighter by the second. She was taking her sweet time, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth as her amusement grew watching him get desperate for contact.

She fell to her knees in front of him, her hands spreading his legs to make enough space for her between them “Wanna get rid of these?” She asked, tugging at his bottoms and he just nodded.

He watched and he patiently waited. She imagined him enjoying the tension of anticipation as she hooked her fingers around the sides of his trousers and slowly, slowly, agonisingly slowly worked them down his legs until they pooled around his ankles. She decided to tease him a bit longer, so she admired his cock covered only by the thick black cotton of his boxers that was just a few centimetres away from her face. She dragged her palm over the lump and watched his eyes widen. He breathed a sigh at the contact, the pressure in his stomach releasing just the smallest bit at the relief. She didn’t break eye contact once, she loved to see the effect she had on him.

After just a moment, her hand slid under the waistband of his boxers, her cold hands against his hot skin caused a hiss to leave his mouth as she curled her fingers around his thickness. She laid her cheek on his thigh, watching each pass of her own hand over his cock.

“Do you want me to take you?” She asked him, expecting an obvious answer from him, but she repeated her question when she didn’t hear a single word fall from his mouth “Mhm, do you?”

“Yes, please” He replied in a desperate tone.

A smile appeared on her face. She sat up straight and positioned herself better between his legs, her mouth slowly approaching his cock as he completely got rid of his pants and boxers. She took the base and her fingers barely connected around his cock, a sight that made him moan on his own.

He was looking down at her with his eyes begging for more, his breath staining when he felt the spit she had collected in her mouth go down his cock. She pressed her soft lips against his head, opening her mouth a little wider when she started to slide down his prick.

A choked moan left his throat at the feeling. She stopped immediately and looked up at him “You have to be quiet, we don’t wanna wake Abby up, do we?” He shook his head, his mouth slightly open “Good boy”

She went back and took him again, hollowing her cheeks around him and her head bobbing painfully slowly. She repeated the motions a few more times but never fully pulled back, and he could feel her warm tongue at different spots and his cum glossing over her lips.

The entire time he was trying his best to stay quiet, he knew he had to, but he couldn’t help himself with how good she was making him feel. He let out a soft moan as her head continued to pump his base to meet with her lips, and as her pace began to quicken the more desperate he was getting for a release.

It was taking everything in him to keep it together right now, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment to try and calm his urges. He let out a long breath, he needed more but he knew he had to be patient, but a particularly good suck made him involuntarily buck his hips up a bit. His eyes shot open as her hand lightly smacked the side of his thigh, warning him.

“Sorry, sorry, I- I’m sorry”

She continued to take him, and he was repeating in his mind he had to be more careful, but it was hard with the sight of his cock disappearing between her lips and her spit coating in his cock.

He was thankful when she started to go faster and deeper, she was sucking and licking repeatedly, her tongue tracing the vein along his cock as the weight laid heavy in her mouth. The pressure in his stomach was tightening with each pass of her mouth, letting both of them know he was close. He almost begged her to keep going, but the words ‘Don’t stop’ got stuck in his throat and a soft whimper replaced them. She had done that before, taking away the pleasure just moments before his release, but she wasn’t planning on doing that today, not when he was already having a hard day.

One of fists was taking a handful of the couch and the other was placed over his thigh, his nails digging his skin every time he felt his tip brush the back of her throat. The feeling of her spit drooling down onto his balls was what pushed him over the edge, and there was nothing he could do about it but cum.

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming” He moaned as quiet as he could.

Her thumb circling his hand gave him the permission he was waiting for. It only took a couple more passes of her soft lips before he was shooting his release down her throat, his eyes screwing shut as he tried hard to keep every sound as low as possible.

She was working him through his orgasm, licking and swallowing every single drop of cum he was giving her. Once she took all of it, she pulled back, the smallest lick of her pink tongue rolling over his head to collect the last drop of release that was still there and a thin line of spit and cum was connecting his cock and her lips before breaking and falling over her chin.

Her gaze was glassy, her lips swollen and her hair a bit of a mess, but he swore that it was the most beautiful sight he had ever laid eyes on.

“Do you feel better, baby?” Her voice was as soft and innocent as ever, only adding to the filthy scene.

He swallowed hard before answering “Yes”

“Good. Are you gonna join me in the shower then?”

He watched her as she got up and made her way to the bathroom, his eyes following her. He wanted to get up and run to the bathroom, but he was still recovering from his orgasm.

“Mike” She whispered when she made it there, waiting for him to follow her “I’ll be waiting for you”

She entered completely and Mike heard the water running so he immediately got up, bursted into the bathroom and locked the door behind him. She smiled when she saw him, the bottom part of his outfit still gone.

Y/N let her sweats fall to the floor, her top joining shortly after. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath and she could almost hear him willing her to turn around to let him see more than just her naked back.

He decided to get rid of the rest of his clothes when she stepped into the shower. He joined her and he secretly admired her naked body.

She finally turned around, giving him a full view of her front, and her lips found his right away, he could taste the traces of his cum still on her lips. His hands travelled up and down her back as her hands landed on his hair. She lightly pulled his head back to give her more neck space, kissing and softly biting down his neck.

With the water muffling any sounds, he allowed himself to let out a moan slip past his lips “It’s my turn to come, yeah?” She whispered as her hand went down his body, finding his hardening cock.

He nodded frantically as his hips betrayed him again with a buck against her hand, but she let it slide this time. He rolled his head back to feel the water run down his face, taking a deep breath before grabbing her hips and lifting her up, holding her with her back against the wall.

They started kissing again, this time more desperate for each other, but especially Y/N who had been getting uncomfortably and painfully wet between her legs the moment she went down on him. Her front was pressed against his and she could feel his hard pressing against her tummy.

“Go on baby, I want you inside me” His response was a low grunt, so he positioned himself and slid his aching cock inside her, slowly moving in and out until she asked for more. He was going deeper with each thrust, and her eyes began welling up with tears at the complete ecstasy coursing through her veins. He went even deeper, hitting her special spot just right. Her walls began to tighten around every inch of him as his brows furrowed in pleasure.

“Faster” She whimpered and he happily obliged.

He quickly picked up a faster pace, her breathing becoming stained at the motions as her nails scratched down his back.

“Play with my clit baby, I know you can handle it” Her words made him moan but he did as she said. He positioned his left arm better to be able to hold her with it alone while his right hand found her clit between their bodies, the immediate feeling of pressure making her head fuzzy.

He motioned slightly faster, this time making small circles around it. The pressure had her crumbling against him almost instantly, as soon as he felt her legs begin to shake against him he started to thrust deeper into her.

By the way her eyes squeezed shut he knew she was close, and so was he, but he had to wait a little longer this time. Finally, that familiar feeling was coming closer and closer, the edge of her climax making her walls tighten around him and her mouth hanging open as moans of his pretty name fell repeatedly from her lips.

“You’re doing so good, baby” She breathed, the praise making him go deeper “Just a little more, I’m almost there”

Just a few seconds after that, the knot in the pit of her stomach became tighter and tighter, her soft moans flowing out of her mouth even more as the pressure sent her into complete bliss. Her entire body twitched against his, her head rolled back in pleasure.

His second orgasm followed shortly after, this time his cum staining her walls as his thrust became sloppy. He fucked himself through his overwhelming orgasm, prolonging hers.

When they were both done, he let her down gently, pinning her against the wall with one arm above her shoulder and his head pressed against the wall as he looked down at her body.

“Good job” She whispered into his ear.

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⋆ ★ Mike Schmidt Masterlist⋆

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‎‎ ‎⇢ ˗ˏˋoneshots (from newest to oldest)

✩ After A Bad Day: Mike was having a bad day after getting fired, but Y/N will happily help him feel better. (2.5k+ words)

✩ This Love Is Just For Show: After running into your ex boyfriend and his new fiancé, you are desperate to find someone who will be willing to be your fake boyfriend for a party. (3.5k+ words)

‎‎ ‎⇢ ˗ˏˋconcepts

⋆ ★ Mike Schmidt Concepts Masterlist

‎‎ ‎: ̗̀➛ thank you so much for reading!!

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PLEASE Dalton comforting reader after a bad day!!

She had been studying for this test for weeks. It was a big one, so there was a lot of pressure.

She was aware that this test would determine whether she would pass that awful class she dreaded every morning, and she was a good student, but this class just sucked the life out of her.

Y/N put her mind into it, she had been stuck in the library every afternoon and in her dorm every night to study for the test, barely leaving any time to spend with her friends or her boyfriend, but she could only focus on getting a decent grade.

When the day finally came she was feeling more nervous than ever, but she was still somewhat confident about the test. That was until the professor handed her the piece of paper and her mind went completely blank, her knowledge disappearing as she read the questions she was being asked.

She tried her best to remember everything she had been studying, but for the most part it was impossible. Eventually she ran out of time, and she had to turn it in no matter how empty or wrong it was.

She walked out of that classroom destroyed. She was defeated and all those sleepless nights she spent with her nose buried in a book felt like a total waste.

On her way back to her dorm she tried her best to hold her tears, but it was getting harder with each step. And when she made it there, she started crying as soon as she closed the door.

She curled up in her bed, letting all that consuming and irrational feeling of failure sink in. She knew she wasn’t a failure, but she couldn’t help but feel that after miserably failing the test she studied so hard for.

Suddenly, a knock on the door pulled her out of her thoughts. She let out a loud sigh as she left her bed. She knew it was Dalton, and any other day she would’ve been happy to see him, but right now she didn't want him to have to see her in that pathetic state.

She stared at herself in the mirror, sighing again when she realised how obvious it was that she had been crying, so she’d just have to avoid eye contact.

“Hi baby” He greeted her with a smile as he entered the room.

“Hey” She replied, immediately turning around and walking towards her desk, sitting facing away from Dalton as she pretended to read the book that was there.

“Did you sleep okay last night? How did your test go?” He walked closer to her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

“It was okay”

"You alright love? You seem down" His brows were slightly furrowed as he tried to make eye contact..

"Yeah, fine. I think I’m just gonna take a shower or something, I woke up really early today" She replied, clearly lacking energy.

“Hey now, let’s not do that” Dalton turned the chair over to make her face him. He looked down at her and noticed her glossy eyes, a worried feeling growing inside him “Talk to me, please. What’s wrong?”

She shook her head briefly “Everything’s fine”

“Y/N…” The slip of her name past his lips made her wanna cry again. Of course she wanted to be comforted by her boyfriend, but she didn’t like the thought of him having to pick up the pieces anytime she messed up. As a tear rolled down her face, she realised that she didn't have the energy or even the desire to push him away “Oh baby, come here”

Dalton took her hand as he sat on her bed, pulling her to his lap. Her face was buried in his black shirt, the tears wetting it instantly as he brushed a hand softly up and down her back.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you” He would understand if she didn’t wanna talk about it, but he still needed to know what was happening “Do you wanna talk?”

“I just-” A sob cut her off “I- I couldn’t do it, even after everything I did”

“Is this about your test?” He asked, his voice softer than ever, and she simply nodded “It’s alright-”

“No, Dalton, it’s not alright. I studied for weeks and I still failed, I’m so stupid-”

“Hey, baby look at me” He interrupted, pulling back a bit and gently lifting her chin to look into her eyes “You know that’s not true, you’re so smart and I've always admired your beautiful mind. You gave it your best, you studied really hard and even if you don’t get the grade you deserve, you know I’m right here. Now, why didn’t you wanna tell me?”

"Because I don't want you to be disappointed in me like I am right now” She looked down to her lap as more tears fell from her eyes.

“You should know that I could never be disappointed in you, Y/N. You are so intelligent and kind, I’ve never met anyone with such a beautiful soul so I don't ever want you to feel down about yourself, because you are perfect” She felt both of Dalton’s large hands caress either side of her face, bringing it up so he could look into her eyes again as swiped at the tears that had managed to escape from her eyes.

The slight smile that had formed on her tear-stained face told Dalton that his words did mean something to her, and they did “You’re only saying that cause you’re my boyfriend”

“No, I’m your boyfriend for all those reasons” She laughed slightly “And I’m sure that no one would disagree with me”

“My professor would”

“What does he know?” That made Y/N laugh again, making Dalton smile, a smile so sincere that told Y/N he believed everything he just said.

"Thank you, baby, even though you’re being a little biassed" She sniffled as she gently stroked his cheek, keeping her eyes locked with his “I love you”

“I love you too” Dalton smiled, pressing his lips to her forehead “Now, why don’t we go for some ice cream?” He asked as he got on his feet, bringing her up with him

“I don’t wanna leave my room”

“It’s okay, I’ll bring the ice cream to you” Dalton gave her a tight hug, rubbing his hands down her back “And we can watch a movie or something, just wait right here, okay?”

She nodded before pulling away and kissing him softly “Sorry about your shirt”

“Don’t worry about it, I have like 3 other shirts exactly like this one” They laughed and Y/N already felt a million times better.

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lambertdiary · 6 months

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heyy so obviously i'm a big swiftie and i know you like taylor swift so i was hoping you'd be down to write something about Dalton staying up with you to listen to the new album (or 1989 tv) but he's too tired and falls asleep in your bed and feels guilty next day

happy youre back btw! i missed concept fridays

YES I LOVE TAYLOR SWIFT! I definitely stayed up to listen to 1989 tv last week and I have to admit I’ve barely listened to anything else since it came out. (Also I’m sorry if this one is too niche or specific, and it came out REALLY long and cheesy for some reason 😭)

The clock almost struck midnight, and Y/N couldn’t be any more excited about it. The new Taylor Swift rerecording was about to come out and she was counting down the minutes to finally listen to it.

She knew it was gonna be a long night if she wanted to listen to the whole album, so she told Dalton she wouldn’t be able to make it to breakfast next morning, but he immediately insisted he’d stay up with her, anything to spend time with his girlfriend.

Dalton wasn’t unfamiliar with staying up this late, given he had a complicated relationship with sleep which is why Y/N didn’t feel too guilty about having him to stay up with her, he insisted anyway, but he had been doing that every single night this week and right now, it felt like his body was begging for the sleep he didn’t get during the week.

“So this album came out in 2014?” He asked her as she handed him his dinner, climbing on her bed and sitting next to him.

“Yes, but she’s releasing Taylor’s Version tonight” “But why?” “Dalton, we’ve been through this before”

Dalton gave her a smile, he knew exactly why but he just loved to listen to her talk about the things that she loved or cared about “I know. And don’t worry, I promise I won’t interrupt you when you’re listening to it”

“Baby, it’s not like I’m gonna bite you” She laughed, but Dalton’s yawn interrupted her “You know you don’t have to stay with me, you can go back to your dorm”

“No! I offered to stay with you so I will” He stopped for a moment before saying “Unless you don’t want me to”

“Stop, of course I do” She leaned in for a quick kiss, softly smiling against him “I know you don’t really like her music but-”

“Who says I don’t?”

“I guess you did” She replied with an unsure tone as she tried to remember if he had ever said such a thing.

“I never said that. Plus, I kinda have to, that’s pretty much all we listen to” They laughed and Y/N could feel her face get red and her heart skip a beat, if there’s anything she loved the most about Dalton it was the way he showed interest in the stuff she cares about, instead of shaming her for them.

“I love you” She leaned in for another kiss, this time longer one. But not too long, since the alarm on Y/N’s phone went off and interrupted them.

“It’s out!” She took her headphones and handed one to Dalton.

He happily took it and smiled at the sight of his girlfriend being so happy and excited to listen to the rerecording “What are we gonna listen to first?”

“I guess in order, I’m too nervous to jump straight to the vault tracks, or even to my favourite song”

After a moment of staring at the album cover, she took a deep breath and finally pressed on play.

“Oh my god!” She exclaimed as soon as ‘Welcome To New York’ started, Dalton’s smile growing.

Y/N listened to the songs carefully, paying full attention to every little detail on it and when it ended, she briefly shared with Dalton her thoughts, and he could easily tell she was loving it so far.

He was listening to her with pleasure while he ate his dinner, and once he was done with it he asked Y/N if they could cuddle. He was feeling a little tired and he figured laying down for a moment might help.

She had her back against the headboard as she nestled Dalton between her legs, his head using her front as a pillow and her laptop resting on his lap.

He started to feel better, his mind and body immediately relaxing as his breathing synced with hers. What he didn’t realise is that he was feeling too relaxed, and he didn't even notice when his mind started to doze off.

“Oh, it’s time for vault tracks” She looked down at Dalton as she waited for an answer, but an even bigger smile appeared on her face when she saw his peaceful face.

She carefully took her laptop and put it next to her, placing a kiss on the top of his head before taking out Dalton’s headphone.

Y/N didn’t know for how long she stayed awake, but she listened to the vault tracks a handful of times before officially going to bed.

The next morning Dalton was the first one to open his eyes, squinting at the sudden light that was coming through the window. He yawned and rolled over to face Y/N, immediately remembering why he woke up there.

“Oh no” He whispered as he looked for his phone to check the time, he was sure it was somewhere under the covers.

The sudden movement made her slowly open her eyes, softly smiling at Dalton before greeting him “Hey”

He looked at her, an apology written on his face “Sorry baby, did I wake you?”

She let out a giggle “Kind of. What are you looking for?”

“My phone”

“On the desk” She pointed at her desk and Dalton thanked her as he reached for it, laying back down next to her after he looked at the time.

“I’m sorry”

“Why?”

“For falling asleep, I said I’d stay up with you”

“Dalton it’s okay, I know you were tired”

“But I promised-” “And you were here with me” She cut him off “Honestly it was really nice to listen to the first half with you, but I don’t care that you fell asleep, if anything it made it less embarrassing to freak out about the vault tacks”

“Why would that be embarrassing?” She shrugged her shoulders, her shy eyes trying to avoid his stare “Well, I still wish i didn’t fall asleep so I could freak out with you”

She blushed as she got closer to him, gently placing a kiss on his lips “We can still listen to them, you missed like half the album” “And what did you think of it?” “It was amazing, and she released a deluxe version with Kendrick Lamar”

They went to town to get some breakfast, listening to the rest of the album on their way there. He didn’t care what they were doing or what they were listening to, and she didn’t care if he fell asleep, as long as they were together, they were happy.

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