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bloody-vino · 1 year

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Richard Madden x Indian!Fem!Reader

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Richard Madden, a successful Scottish businessman, attended his friend's Indian wedding in Singapore. Little did he know that he was about to meet the love of his life. He saw Y/N, a beautiful Indian woman in a green lehenga, and he was smitten. Richard and Y/N started talking and found they had an instant connection. They talked about their interests, their cultures, and their families.

Y/N was raised in Singapore, but her family was originally from India. She was intrigued by Richard's Scottish culture, and he was fascinated by her Indian background. They exchanged numbers and started dating. Richard took Y/N to his homeland, Scotland, and showed her the beauty of his culture. Y/N, in turn, took Richard to India and introduced him to her family's customs and traditions.

However, Y/N's family didn't approve of their relationship. Y/N's father was worried that if their relationship failed, he would lose his job since Richard was his boss. He scolded Y/N and told her to end the relationship. Sara, Y/N's father's friend, constantly talked negatively about Richard and their romance, further adding fuel to the fire.

Despite the family drama, Richard and Y/N's relationship continued to flourish. They shared many comical moments as Y/N struggled to understand Richard's strong Scottish accent. Richard would often tease her, and they would end up laughing for hours.

One day, Y/N's father got angry and created a scene, insulting Richard and asking him to stay away from his daughter. Richard lost his temper and got into a heated argument with Y/N's father. Y/N, caught in the middle, tried to intervene, but her father raised his hand to hit her. Richard, seeing this, went berserk and got into a physical fight with Y/N's father. The scene attracted many onlookers, but Richard didn't care. He would never let anyone harm Y/N, no matter what.

After the fight, Y/N's father realized his mistake and apologized. He saw how much Richard loved his daughter and how much she loved him. Richard and Y/N's relationship was accepted by the family, and they got married in a beautiful ceremony that blended both Scottish and Indian cultures.

As they exchanged their vows, Y/N struggled to hold back her tears, overwhelmed with happiness. She knew that Richard was the one for her, and she was grateful for their comical moments, their love, and the fact that they had overcome so many obstacles to be together.

Richard took Y/N to Scotland, where she experienced his traditional Scottish food, haggis, and tried her best to understand his accent. She found his accent very attractive but often misunderstood what he said, leading to comical moments.

On the other hand, when Richard went to India, he struggled with the spicy food and the heat. He often wore traditional Indian attire, which Y/N found amusing but endearing. She loved seeing him embrace her culture.

Y/N's family eventually warmed up to Richard after seeing how much he loved and cared for her. They also appreciated his efforts to understand their customs and traditions. Clara, Y/N's father's friend, even apologized for her negative behavior towards Richard and Y/N's relationship.

During their wedding ceremony, Richard surprised Y/N by wearing a traditional Indian sherwani. Y/N was speechless, and tears flowed down her cheeks as she realized how much Richard had embraced her culture. The ceremony was a beautiful blend of Scottish and Indian traditions, and they exchanged vows promising to love and cherish each other, in sickness and in health, till death do them part".

As the night went on, the couple danced to a mixture of Indian and Scottish music. Richard tried his best to keep up with the traditional Indian dance moves, but Y/N found it endearing how he would often mess up and make her laugh.

Later that night, as they retreated to their honeymoon suite, Y/N felt a rush of emotions. She was happy to have found the love of her life in Richard, and grateful for the many comical moments they had shared throughout their relationship. As she looked into his eyes, she knew that she had made the right decision in choosing him as her partner.

Richard took her in his arms, and they kissed passionately. The heat between them was undeniable, and they explored each other's bodies with a hunger that only true love could bring.

As they lay in bed, spent and satisfied, Y/N whispered to Richard, "I love you". He smiled at her and said, "I love you too, my beautiful Indian bride".

From that day on, Richard and Y/N lived happily ever after, embracing each other's cultures and creating a beautiful blend of Scottish and Indian traditions. They were grateful for the obstacles they had overcome and the love they had found in each other.

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scraregenrecs · 2 years

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SC Reading Challenge Angst Recs

Looking for angst? We've got some works for you! Here's another rec list for the reading prompts in @screadingchallenge. Grab the tissues and get reading!

Angst

Aeration (Alexis, T, by @middyblue)

always the one you call (David, Alexis, T, by bytheseas)

(at least i'm) trying (Alexis/Ted, Alexis/Mutt, NR, by @anniemurphys)

Boys don't wear makeup (Patrick, G, by @myolivebranch)

Choosing So Carefully (Stevie/Ruth, E, by @sarahlevys)

don’t have many good reasons to leave my room (i did most things to get to you) (Rachel/Twyla, Alexis & Twyla, T, by @turningtimeinthetardis)

Gutted (David, Alexis, Moira, Johnny, T, by @wearpersistencewell)

honey, i love you (that's all she wrote) (Alexis/Ted, NR, by @anniemurphys)

I Can't Stand the Rain(e) (David/Jake, T, by @brrose-apothecary)

I Hold a Rose in the Palm of my Hand (Patrick/Rachel, G, by @seldom-what-i-seem)

I weigh a hundredandfuckingsomething pounds (that makes me almost good) (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @andtheydancedbythelightofthemoon)

I'm no aesthete (Patrick & Rachel, T, by firmandfruity)

I'm Not Sorry It's Over (Patrick/Rachel, M, by @doublel27)

Imposter Syndrome (Stevie/Alexis, E, by @petrodobreva)

Leader of the Landslide (Stevie/Twyla, T, by @doublel27)

Learn To Live On Less (David, Alexis, T, by @chronologicalimplosion)

like glass from sandy ground (Alexis/Twyla, M, by @middyblue)

live again (and love again) (Stevie/David, T, by strangeluvz)

lost in the woods (Patrick, T, by @dessertwaffles)

Memory Lane (or How To Steal From Your Ex-Almost-In-Laws) (Rachel, Patrick, and the Brewers, T, by @treepyful)

only if you let me (Alexis/Twyla, T, by @plainest)

recognize my role, i fucked up the timing (gonna pay dearly for years full of silence) (Alexis/Ted, Alexis/Twyla, T, by @turningtimeinthetardis)

The darkest hour is just before dawn (Alexis/Ted, M, by @petrodobreva)

The Seasons of Our Life (Stevie/Twyla, G, by @treepyful)

twist yourself around me (David/Rebecca Bunch [Crazy Ex-Girlfriend crossover], T, by @stereopticons—with podfic by Amanita_Fierce, @hullomoon, oakleaf, @thesleepyskipper, @sunlightsymphony)

When Our Nerves Ain't Shot and Our Hands Don't Shake (Alexis/Twyla, T, by perkalil)

Where'd Everybody Go (Stevie, G, by @doublel27)

You Are David Rose. (David, T, by @midnightstreet)

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swearphil · 10 months

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hi renee, do you still read schitts creek fanfic? do you have any recs? :)

anon, I love the timing of getting this ask on monday and then ao3 was down and I thought it would be awhile until I could effectively answer this ask but ao3 is back! yay!!! and then it took me three days to answer this because I couldn't make decisions!

yes, I still read schitt's creek fanfic! when I started compiling a list for this ask, I was going to do 10 fics but I've decided to rec 20: 10 multi-chapter fics and 10 one shots/single chapter fics. this way I get to include more fics and hopefully you find something you'd like to read! I also recommend checking out my sc fic recs tag and I also have this my recs tag where I made recs for the @farm-witches-fic-recs this or that challenge! I also recommend the witches' posts for more recs!

here are 20 fics from 20 authors but please know there are so many incredible authors in this fandom and I love them all and I hate that I can't include all of them!!!

Multi-Chapter Fics

On the Outside Looking Through by @smblmn

A pride & prejudice AU

Red White and Blue Jays by @grapehyasynth

Red White and Royal Blue AU. David Rose, First Son of the United States, hates Patrick Brewer, First Son of Canada. That gets him into some trouble - and then a lot of trouble. (I mean we're about to get the movie sooooooooo)

my heart was broke, my head was sore by @blueink3

The morning after Grad Night goes somewhat differently when Patrick gets a call from home.

Crossing Out the Good Years by @nontoxic-writes

One thing, David didn’t do one thing, and moved them to New York and let their marriage fall apart. But that wasn't supposed to happen. So Fate intervenes. aka the divorce-ish fic

The Rosebud Diamond by @vivianblakesunrisebay

Patrick is a detective. David is his mysterious client. There’s a priceless diamond, a masquerade ball, murder, thievery, blackmail, secrets, betrayal, gangsters, smoking, whiskey, and angst galore. (And a happy ending.) It’s a film noir AU.

you never shined so brightly by @rosedavid

A La La Land AU in which Patrick is the aspiring actor and David is the struggling musician.

Home at Last by @januarium

When Stevie Budd took on the role of Sally Bowles she could never have known how much she would gain from it. From the prompt: An alternate universe where Ted does not choose Alexis at the end of Season Four and Stevie and Alexis get close during Cabaret rehearsals

You Happened by @lilythesilly

David Rose is many things: talented, creative, fashion-forward, well read—the list can go on, but at the very top of that list is Extremely Rich. So he doesn’t understand why his father is making him work at Rose Video—or why Patrick Brewer, a boy he's had virtually no interaction with since they were twelve, is suddenly always around. An enemies-to-coworkers-to-friends-to-lovers high school au.

Pull The Shot. Steam The Milk. Repeat. by @treluna4

Right at the beginning of David’s junior year of college, his dad’s business partner literally took the money and ran, and the Roses were left with nothing...He moved in with his friend Stevie and got a job at the Schitt Family Coffee Roasters south campus location. David was less than thrilled by this job prospect, but no one else was hiring and rent was a thing now, so he gathered what little self-respect he had left and prepared to meet his new manager, Patrick. But as it turned out, David had met him once before. Under very, very different circumstances. Or; the hookup-to-friends-to-lovers college coffee shop AU that no one asked for.

How Easy It Could Be by @maxbegone

A story about sweet caffeine, starting new, and falling in love slowly.

Single Chapter Fics

life ain't passing you by by @dinnfameron

Stevie has breakfast at the cottage before a business trip. David and Patrick have some thoughts regarding her feelings for her new coworker.

like glass from sandy ground by @middyblue

Five times Alexis ran from grief, and one time she didn't.

Pretty Follies by @treepyful

Alexis and Twyla team up to play matchmaker for Stevie and Ruth. Unfortunately, the course of true love never did run smooth.

I INDEX/MATCH You by @sarahlevys

Ruth maintains a lot of spreadsheets. Some of them feature Stevie.

are there still beautiful things? by @mymariahcarey

“Look what I got Stevie!” Twyla calls as she runs through the waist-high grass towards the line of trees where Stevie’s waiting for her. By the time Twyla reaches her, her cheeks pink and her breath labored, her french braids are coming undone and there’s a twig stuck in one of them. Or, Stevie and Twyla were childhood best friends.

falling into place like dominos by @petalwritesx

David and Patrick hold a second housewarming party, this time at their newly-renovated cottage. For old times' sake, they decide to play spin the bottle. Meanwhile, Stevie has been wrestling with her feelings for Alexis since she left for New York... and it never occurred to her that those feelings could flow both ways.

you light me up like starlight by @stereopticons

Patrick and his indie band head back to their hometown to perform for the annual holiday charity concert, and David tags along, even though they are still keeping their relationship a secret.

Live By Love Though The Stars Walk Backwards by @chelle-68

Stevie returns from a work trip to discover an exhausted Patrick who has trouble sleeping without David, who has been in LA visiting his family. Stevie's offer to spend the night to keep Patrick company, hoping it will help him sleep, turns into a night of heartfelt conversation about love, friendship, fate, and taking chances.

One Single Thread of Gold by @swiftlythebest

Patrick has a baseball viewing party, and David has a lot of feelings.

as we dream by the fire by @blackandwhiteandrose

The fire is just the right amount of warm -- enough to keep David toasty but not sweaty -- so he can enjoy lying against his husband’s chest, happy and content in his embrace. Patrick brings a hand up, slipping his fingers through David’s hair. “This is a great way to spend an evening,” he says, his voice soft. “We should do this more often.”

#asks #anon #my recs #i hope this helps anon!#please let me know if any links are incorrect #and if I forgot or tagged anyone incorrectly!

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obsessedwithdavrick · 11 months

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WIP Wednesday

Decided to post while it was still Wednesday here. feeling good, making progress, no matter how slow.

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“Stevie Budd!”

“Shut up,” Stevie mumbled. “What are we watching?”

David laughed at her not-so-subtle subject change.

“I was thinking ‘The Holiday’? Not too much angst for a day with a hangover. But I was going to wait for Patrick and see if he wanted to watch it.”

“Sure you were. Because you always let us have input into movie decisions,” Stevie retorted, her tone dry.

“I was!”

Stevie scoffed.

“Okay, I was going to let you choose between that and ‘Love Actually’.”

Stevie mimed vomiting.

“Fine, so ‘The Holiday’ it is.”

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Tagging my lovely fandom buddies @jesuisici33 @rmd-writes @smblmn @goodiecornbread @legalgal421 @steviestoospooky

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smblmn · 7 months

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Get to Know Your Fanfic Writer

Thank you for the tag @ramonaflow 💖

When did you post your first ever fanfic? On March 29th 2022

First character(s) you wrote for: That I posted? David and Patrick. That got lost in some old computer's hard drive? Peeta Mellark (my beloved)

Main character(s) you’re currently writing for: David and Patrick though I have a couple of WIPS for RWRB

Character(s) you haven’t written about before but plan on writing about soon: If I dare post for another fandom, any RWRB characters

Fandom(s) you’re currently writing for: Mostly Schitt's Creek, I guess you could say that I'm writing for RWRB but... we'll see

Platonic pairing(s) you currently write for: My favorite ones are David Rose & Stevie Budd or Alexis Rose & Patrick Brewer

Romantic pairing(s) you currently write for: David/Patrick and a lil bit of Henry/Alex

Your top 3 tags on AO3 (if you post your works on AO3): Introspection, Light Angst, Fluff

Your current platform where you post your works: AO3

Snippet of the wip you’re currently working on: I've finished two fics in the past two weeks and the other one I'm actively writing is for a fest, so I'm going to share a snippet from my Green Card Marriage AU (that I will finish one day if it's the last thing I do)

“Better this,” David points to his long sleeve, “than this,” he touches the hem of Patrick’s very small and very tight, short sleeved shirt. “Did you buy this at an adult store? Maybe someone left it there from the child section?” David’s pretty sure he’s overstepped when Patrick doesn’t say anything, just looks at him with wide eyes. And then– then he bursts out laughing. “Okay, you win.” It was never a competition, but David feels a sense of satisfaction anyway. “I’m Patrick.” “David.”

I'm tagging a few people I haven't seen answering this but feel free to ignore! @lizzie-bennetdarcy @beaiola @wordthieve @blackandwhiteandrose @dinnfameron @noahreids @vanillahigh00 @jamilas-pen @apothecarose @obsessedwithdavrick @trickiwooao3 @a-noble-dragon @tyfinn and anyone else who wants to participate!

#tagged games #mywords

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darkarfs · 1 year

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100 Favorite Albums (2023 Edition)

No duplicate entries, only 3 Mike Patton projects, being honest with myself. This was hard and took a good long time. Be kind if you judge.

I've been really listening to music for over 30 years and I still know nothing. The numbers are just there for enumeration, this list is in no order.

The Flatlanders - More a Legend Than a Band

Opeth - Blackwater Park

Propagandhi - Today's Empires, Tomorrow's Ashes

Aphex Twin - Selected Ambient Works, Vol. 2

Alva Noto and Ryuichi Sakamoto - Insen

Black Sabbath - Master of Reality

Gillian Welch - Time the Revelator

Acrania - Fearless

Genghis Tron - Board Up the House

Mr. Bungle - California

Fair To Midland - Arrows and Anchors

Gorguts - Obscura

Harold Budd - Avalon Sutra

Loscil - Plume

Ben Frost - By the Throat

Type O Negative - October Rust

Songs: Ohia - Didn't It Rain

Emeralds - Does It Looks Like I'm Here?

Skeleton Key - Fantastic Spikes Through Balloon

They Might Be Giants - Flood

Cocteau Twins - Heaven or Las Vegas

Between the Buried and Me - Colors

Breeders - Last Splash

Gang Starr - Moment of Truth

Tom Waits - Rain Dogs

Bohren & der Club of Gore - Black Earth

Cryptopsy - None So Vile

Megadeth - Rust In Peace

Vince DiCola and Various Artists - Transformers: the Motion Picture OST

Judas Priest - Painkiller

Gwar - Carnival of Chaos

Mike Patton - Mondo Cane

Pyrrhon - What Passes For Survival

The Bug - London Zoo

Laurie Anderson - Big Science

Talk Talk - Laughing Stock

Venetian Snares - Rossz Csillag Alatt Született

Anaal Nathrakh - Codex Necro

Vangelis - Blade Runner OST

Killing Joke - S/T (2003)

Fiona Apple - The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do

Prince - Purple Rain

Brian Eno - Before and After Science

Bark Psychosis - Hex

Finntroll - Ur Jordens Djup

Life Without Buildings - Any Other City

Ephel Duath - The Painter's Palette

Tangerine Dream - Phaedra

Sawako - Hum

The Coup - Party Music

David Sylvain and Holger Czukay - Plight and Premonition

Grouper - Dragging a Dead Deer Up a Hill

Butthole Surfers - Locust Abortion Technician

Sade - Diamond Life

Esquivel - Latin-Esque

Kesha - Rainbow

Tindersticks - Curtains

Emily A. Sprague - Water Memory / Mount Vision

Demdike Stare - Tryptych

Kyle Bobby Dunn - Ways of Meaning

Electric Wizard - Dopethrone

Boards of Canada - Music Has the Right to Children

Pixies - Surfer Rosa

Boris - Pink

The Humble Bee - A Miscellany for the Quiet Hours

Captain Beefheart - Safe as Milk

Dream Theater - Awake

Madvillain - Madvillainy

Dillinger Escape Plan - Miss Machine

Cyndi Lauper - She's So Unusual

Deli Creeps - Dawn of the Deli Creeps

the Mountain Goats - All Hail West Texas

Animals as Leaders - The Joy of Motion

Yellow Magic Orchestra - Solid State Survivor

Taylor Deupree - Faint

Faith No More - Angel Dust

Diablo Swing Orchestra - Pandora's Pinata

Silver Jews - American Water

Sigh - Imaginary Sonicscape

Metallica - Master of Puppets

GAS - S/T

Charles Dodge - Earth's Magnetic Field

Gojira - The Way of All Flesh

Cattle Decapitation - The Anthropocene Extinction

Benoit Pioulard - Precis

Sparks - Angst In My Pants

Stars of the Lid - The Ballasted Orchestra

Daughters - You Won't Get What You Want

Exlimitir - It Weighed Itself In Silver

Defeated Sanity - Passages Into Deformity

The Mars Volta - De-Loused in the Comatorium

Belong - October Language

h hunt - Playing Piano For Dad

Oneohtrix Point Never - Garden of Delete

CRYSTAL - Reflection Overdrive

Sleepytime Gorilla Museum - Of Natural History

Ween - Quebec

Kurt Vile - God Is Saying This To You

Akira Rabelais - Eisoptrophobia

Twine - S/T

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writingformadderton · 3 years

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I think you should stay

Ship: Eggvid

Word Count: 2164

Summary: After their rough evening Eggsy isn't ready to give up on them just yet. He decides to talk to David, wanting to understand his boyfriend. Things go more or less okay until Eggsy gets seriously hurt...

Additional Tags: Eggvid, fluff, angst, hurt

Requested via ask by: anon

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Eggsy looked at himself in the mirror and sighed softly. It had been two weeks since things went wrong between him and Dave. Two weeks without a word, a call, or even a single message from the man. He knew he had to talk to him soon…

Today.

He reconsidered it for a moment before calling in at the HQ, needing a day off. His head was spinning.

Dave really did hurt Eggsy with his decision. But he also knew where this sudden outburst was coming from, how he was trying to protect him. He knew David meant well, probably feeling like a burden. But Eggsy wasn’t ready to give up on them, not after everything they’ve been through together. So he’d try to talk to him, calmly and willing to understand. Today was the day the silence was broken….

David was upstairs in his home, closing the buttons of his shirt, when he heard someone entering downstairs. He frowned softly and grabbed his gun from his bedside table, carefully walking downstairs. Checking the front door, he realized it was locked and stood still for a moment. Was he hearing things?

He rolled his eyes at himself and stepped towards the kitchen, gun raised and ready. But as he crossed the threshold, he recognized the intruder immediately. “Oh for fucks sake!” he lowered his gun. “You can’t just come in here without a warning!”

Eggsy raised his eyebrows, leaning against the counter. “I have a key?” David put his gun down on the counter, ignoring his comment. “So…”

“What are you doing here?” David asked and glanced at his watch. He had to leave for work soon.

“I wanna talk,” he said. “Right now. Not later, not tomorrow.”

Dave bit back a sigh and nodded. “Give me a moment.” He went back upstairs and got his suit jacket and badge. It wasn’t long before he was back in Eggsy’s presence, finishing getting himself ready for the day.

Eggsy’s eyes wandered over him as he closed the buttons of his blue suit, looking handsome as always.

"So? I have to be at work soon. And shouldn't you be out saving the world somewhere?" he asked curtly, grabbing his badge.

Eggsy snorted softly. "First of all, I can't save the world if I’m worrying about you." he said and saw David's face fell a little. "And I talked to Kim. You have the day off." Eggsy crossed his arms over his chest.

"You can't just cancel my work. There are people who need me and-." he protested.

"Yes, I can. Because I need you right now. We have something to talk about." he spoke gently, but David could see he wouldn't take 'No' for an answer.

"Alright." he nodded gently, putting his badge and gun away.

"Okay." he exhaled softly. "Let's go for a walk? I could use some fresh air."

David nodded and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Let's go then."

It was warm outside, sun was shining a little even though some clouds were covering the sky. It would probably rain later. The two had been walking at a slow pace, side by side, in an odd silence. Eggsy glanced over at David for what seemed like the 100th time, and gathered the courage to start the conversation. "Why did you do it?"

"Do what?" David asked, looking over at him.

"Push me away." Eggsy said gently.

"I'm…" Dave clenched his jaw and stared into the distance, continuing to walk. He knew the answer, but he also knew that wasn't a good enough reason for Eggsy. He wanted to protect him and get him away from these dangerous circumstances and odd phases he would have from time to time.

Eggsy noticed his silence and proposed an idea to get it moving a bit more. "How's about getting some breakfast first? I'm starving."

"Sounds good." David nodded and followed him into a cafe nearby. He got them a table in the corner of the room for some privacy and sat down.

Eggsy ordered them some scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a nice warm bagel. "I hope that's alright."

"Thank you." he nodded. The smell made his mouth water and they started eating instantly.

After a few minutes, Eggsy spoke again. "Listen Dave, I'm not mad or anything. I just wanna talk about what happened and figure this out. That's alright?" he asked gently and David nodded slowly.

"About that night… I'm sorry for snapping at you," he said and looked at him, apologetically.

"Did you ever love me? Or was I just someone to help pass the time?" he asked bluntly. David's eyes widened a little.

"Of course I love you." he protested. "Eggsy I…I didn't say what I said because I stopped loving you."

He nodded, feeling relieved. "You broke my heart, you know," he said quietly and stared at his plate, tears brimming his eyes. "Saying you don't believe in me loving you," he added in a low tone.

David bit his lip thinking back. That really hadn't been fair. "I'm -."

Eggsy cut him off. "So I went back to my place, thinking about it. Thinking about what I did or didn't do to make you feel this way." he raised his eyebrows at him. "Because you get pretty honest when you're emotional."

David put down his fork and shook his head. "It's not that I don't believe you or in your love," he said and looked at him, hoping he'd believe him. "It's just… that I don't want to. Because I'm… Because I don't deserve it." he said quietly, throat tightening a little.

Eggsy carefully took his hand and David let him. "Yes, you do, David. You deserve every tiny bit of love I have for you." he scanned him over for a moment. But he could tell he wasn’t convinced. "Let's finish eating and talk outside, okay?" he asked and Dave nodded, Eggsy squeezed his hand softly.

They continued walking through town, quiet at first, both caught up in their thoughts. Eggsy replayed that night over and over again in his head, thinking about how hurt he was and how he just wanted them to be okay again.

David knew he wasn't in the right space to do him any good at the moment. But how could he protect Eggsy's pure heart if not even that evening could convince him to stay away for good?

Suddenly, a loud bang made both men flinch and get out of their thoughts. Before Eggsy could react, David already guarded him with his own body. Eggsy realized what the noise had been and looked up at him, gently cupping his face. "Dave, breathe," he spoke softly, feeling him shaking. "It was just a balloon, we're safe."

David exhaled and the shock slowly lessened. "I'm sorry," he said quietly and bit his lip.

"It's okay, we're okay," he said and rubbed his side. And before he knew what he was doing, Eggsy pulled him into a hug and David buried his face in his shoulder. He held him close and gently fondled over his hair. "Breathe, love. Nice and easy." he encouraged him softly.

Dave held onto Eggsy for a moment, the familiar touches calming him a little. "I'm sorry, I thought it was -." he sighed.

"I know, it's alright." Eggsy assured him. He squeezed him softly and pulled back. "Let's go?" he asked, offering him his hand.

David nodded and took it, following his lead into a park. They sat down at a bench, still holding hands. The simple touch grounding them both.

"Eggsy, I gotta be honest with you." he started and glanced at him shortly. "I love you. I really do and you mean so much to me...But I - I don't think I can handle a relationship right now." he spoke as his eyes brimmed with tears. "And I know you deserve so much better than this, but I just can't right now."

"I know." he said quietly and nodded, tears in his own eyes. "I'll always be there for you and...you take all the time you need, okay?" he put on a brave smile, but a tear fell down his cheek. "But promise me one thing, David. Take care of yourself…and let me check up on you from time to time."

He nodded and bit his lip, holding back tears. "Okay." Their eyes met for a moment and David pulled him onto his lap, hugging him tightly.

Eggsy rested his head against his shoulder and held him close. Physically, it felt comfortable, but his mind was still wandering. "We'll be okay, right? This isn't the end for us?" he asked quietly.

"This isn't the end." he shook his head and rubbed his back. "We'll be okay one day"

They stayed there for a while, just holding each other. Neither of them wanted this, but knew it was best to be apart for the time being.

"I'll always love you. Okay?" Dave asked softly.

"I'll always love you too." Eggsy nodded, giving him a gentle squeeze.

Two months later...

Things had been okay since their conversation that day. David went back to therapy and saw Eggsy a few times a week. They were still close, just not a couple at the moment. Both of them felt comfortable with it, getting closer and understanding one another better as friends.

But one day, Dave got a call from Roxy, telling him something went wrong on Eggsy's mission and he was on his way back to London. He had been shot several times and lost a lot of blood. There was a possibility he wouldn't make it.

David was at Kingsman's headquarters in no time, meeting Roxy who led him through the compound. They waited there for Eggsy to arrive and once he saw him, his stomach turned. He was covered in blood, pale and barely breathing.

"Dave." he whimpered softly in pain, seeing him.

He went over and grabbed his hand. "I'm here. You'll be okay, love." he said and gently fondled back his hair. "Don't you dare giving up."

"Won't…gimme a kiss." he said quietly and smiled as he did. "See ya, luv."

David squeezed his hand and let go off him to let the doctors work. "See ya" he whispered anxiously. Roxy rubbed his arm gently and led him to a sitting area, staying with him to support her friends. Now, the waiting game.

Eggsy had been in surgery for hours and they almost lost him. David had been there the whole time, anxiously waiting for someone to tell him he'd be okay. He didn't sleep all night and made his way to Eggsy's room as soon as they allowed him.

He stepped in quietly and exhaled softly as he saw him there sleeping. Dave made his way over and gently took his hand into his, rubbing his knuckles.

Sitting down heavily, he held his hand in both of his and planted a soft kiss onto his knuckles. Suddenly, his brain seemed to realize what just happened and his eyes brimmed with tears, relieved that Eggsy was alright. He closed his eyes and felt tears make their way down his cheeks before dropping onto their hands. His eyes opened as he felt Eggsy's hand wiping his cheeks.

"Hey handsome. No reason to cry." he said softly.

"Oh yes, I do." he insisted, looking down at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." he said, teasing and bit back a grin.

David couldn't hold back a soft laugh. "You're the worst sometimes. And a fucking idiot for going out there alone without backup...I told you about that a thousand times"

"Just like I told you you're perfect to me a thousand times." he shot back.

"Seems we both have trouble listening." David chuckled weakly and squeezed his hand. "You scared me."

"I'm sorry, Dave. I'll be more careful the next time." he said and smirked as David just snorted softly, rolling his eyes. He fully took in David’s appearance and his heart ached a bit. "You should get some sleep. You look tired."

David nodded and got up. "I better get going then."

Eggsy grabbed his hand. "I…I think you should stay." he said softly and scooted over a little to make some room for him.

"Are you sure?" he asked softly. Eggsy nodded and so he settled down in bed next to him. David smiled as Eggsy cuddled up into him a little.

They were silent for a moment. "Dave?" he asked gently.

"Mmm?" he hummed tiredly.

"Can you stay? Like before?" he asked quietly. "I miss you."

He was quiet for a bit before answering. "Yeah, I can stay. I miss you too."

Eggsy pushed himself up to look at him and smiled softly. "Gimme a kiss" he smirked.

David kissed him lovingly before letting him rest against him. "We should get some sleep. I love you."

"Love ya too." he smiled.

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mcsstydia · 4 years

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Mornings- Richard Madden Blurb

Request:

prompt: Richard doesn’t like mornings. Unless he gets to spend them with you

pairing: richard x reader

words: 1k

warnings: fluff, fluff, so much cheesy fluff (but a little talk about past bad relationships)

A/N: I told y’all I loved this man. Bear with me. (not yet proof read, you know the drill)

Masterlist is in bio

Mornings. When we’re honest, none of us really likes mornings. Mornings indicate getting out of bed and leaving your significant other to get to work.

But, Richard loved mornings. Not all of them, surely. But mornings such as today. He woke up from the sun shining through the blinds, the sun gently awekening him. And he wasn’t angry he had to get up. Because it was his free day. But that didn’t make him love it. It was the fact that he would spend it with you.

Squinting, he stretched out his arm, searching for your body beside him. When he couldn’t find you, he turned around, seeing that the space you usually occupied next to him was abandoned, sheets empty and cold.

The Scot figured you must’ve already gotten up, so he forced himself to get up as well, a silent sigh escaping his mouth, a little disappointed that you weren’t there to cuddle him, but excited to have breakfast with you.

Only clothed in his boxers, he picked his sweatpants up from the floor and put them on. He searched the shirt he had worn last evening as well, remembering he had tossed it towards the door when things had gotten heated between the two of you.

With an absentminded smile on his lips, he made his way to the door, expecting his shirt to be there. His eyebrows furrowed when it was nowhere to be found and he quickly took a new one out of your shared wardrobe and put it on during his walk down the stairs.

A delicious smell welcomed him into the kitchen, but the sight his eyes were greeted with was far more compelling. He should’ve known you had taken his shirt, but he somehow still hasn’t gotten used to you being comfortable around him.

You had been it a lot of bad relationships which resulted in you getting hurt and insecure. Until Richard, you would say, you’ve never been lucky in terms of love.

So, that’s why it meant so much to Richard so see you standing only in his shirt in the kitchen, making breakfast for the two of you. Not because you weren’t wearing much (although he enjoyed that fact, as well). No, it was, because out of all the things you had at his place (hell, more than the half of his wardrobe was filled with your clothes), you got up and chose to wear his shirt.

And, not matter how often he woke up to that sight, it always brought a smile to his face. Because it reminded him that you were comfortable with him, that you trusted him and that, finally, you were happy.

He leaned against the doorframe to the kitchen, watching you all the while a smile always present on his lips. He left his spot and slowly walked over to you. “Morning, sunshine,”, he mumbled cheesily while wrapping his muscular arms around your form from behind.

You playfully rolled your eyes at the nickname, but your secretly loved it. “Morning, sleepy head,”, you giggled and turned towards him in his grip. Your eyes met his, and your already present smile grew into a wide grin. Richard could see how your eyes lit up merely at the sight of him and your sight brought a grin just as wide to his face.

“You know that stealing my clothes is a crime, right?”, he teased, looking down at your lips, closing the space between your faces but not yet kissing your lips. His mouth hovered over your lips while he gently bumbed his nose against yours.

You giggled and your hands travelled over his arms to the back of his neck, holding him in place in case he wanted to tease you further. “Why? ‘Cause you look so much hotter in them?”, you teased back, biting down on your lip and grinning up at him.

Your boyfriend chuckled at your comment. “First off,”, he started, pulling your body closer to his. “that’s a straight up lie. No one could look as hot in my clothes as you do,”, he whispered, pressing a chaste kiss on your lips before continuing, leaving you wanting more.

“Secondly, no. The crime you’ve comitted is ‘Making my heart explode’,”, he admitted, a somewhat shy smile stealing its way onto his face. You furrowed your eyebrows and slightly tilted your head at him in question. Richard hugged you and let his head rest on your shoulder before continuing.

“You know how much it means to me that you’re comfortable around me. I know you always wear my clothes but it means very much to me.”, he quietly confessed into your shoulder.

You couldn’t help but let your jaw fall open. “Rich,”, you began, pushing him away from you enough to be able to look him in the eyes, the shy smile still evident on his lips. “That’s both the most cheesy and the most romantic thing you could’ve said to me,”, you whispered, your hands gently holding his beard-covered face.

A more confident smile spread back to Richard and he leant down to properly kiss you this time. His soft lips met yours in a soft and passionate kiss, your lips somehow moving perfectly together. “I love you so much.”, he mumbled against your lips, never wanting the kiss to end, but nevertheless wanting to tell you.

You grinned up at him, hands still playing with his hair, lips mere inches away from one another, breaths still mingled. “I love you so much, too.”, you whispered, before pulling him back down to your lips.

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guess-my-next-obsession · 2 years

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yeehaw!richard is the only kind of country boy that i’ll ever get horned up for 🤠

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evanbucklcys · 2 years

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better than all the rest.

relationships: david rose/patrick brewer, david rose & alexis rose, patrick brewer & alexis rose

genre: angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

warnings: none really, but there is a scene where david has a meltdown caused by sensory overload :)

word count: 3659

David can be a lot. David knows he can be a lot. He likes to be over-dramatic and pretentious, he likes to hide behind a mask, a facade. Because every time David reveals what’s behind the mask, whenever he gets close enough and starts to feel safe, they leave. That’s why David is afraid to tell Patrick the biggest part of himself. You see, David is autistic.

note: this is based off of my personal experiences! neurodivergency is different for everyone. <3

Then he meets Patrick.

Patrick Brewer. The man who listened to his many, many voicemails that he sent after getting high with Stevie. The man who invested in a business that David had no idea if there was even a chance of it succeeding. The man who deals with David almost every waking moment of every day. Yet, he still hasn’t told Patrick his biggest secret. The one that drives everyone away.

You see, David is autistic.

And while David knows the chances of Patrick being okay with it are incredibly high, he can’t help but listen to that one nagging part of his brain, saying ‘He’s going to leave you, just like all of the others.’

So, David has found ways to avoid Patrick noticing. When he feels a meltdown coming on, he fakes a migraine and goes to the motel. When he needs to stim, he goes to the bathroom; whether they are at Rose Apothecary or Patrick’s apartment. He’s so thankful Patrick is understanding without pushing because he isn’t sure he could explain his random sensory overloads without telling him.

But most of the time, David feels awful. Because he’s lying to his partner. But then again, he’s scared. But, David remembers how upset he was when he found out about Rachel, who was a very important part of Patrick’s life.

However, when David woke up on a rainy, unassuming Thursday morning and his clothes felt wrong, and the sheets felt incorrect, he was afraid today might be the day he had to tell Patrick.

He patted the bed next to him, feeling cold and empty sheets. That meant that Patrick had been gone for a while. I should probably check to see what time it is.

He rolled over in bed with a groan and grabbed his phone off of the bedside table, immediately noticing unread messages from Patrick.

Patrick <3: Hi honey, I just wanted to let you know that I left for the store early. I wanted to do some inventory before we opened! x

Patrick <3: You don’t have to rush, though! Take your time. When you get here, I’ll run to the cafe and grab you a coffee and a tea for myself x

Patrick <3: Love you! x

David smiled softly as he finished reading the messages and then looked up to check the time. 9:30. Patrick had surely opened by now. Part of David wondered if he could get by with skipping today, but he had to do it twice last week. He knew Patrick was already worried and he would probably get upset if he skipped again today.

David got out of bed and started pacing the small apartment, flapping and waving his hands to release some of his anxiety. After a few minutes, he stopped pacing but kept stimming. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in, heading into the bathroom to start his nine-step skincare regimen.

Each step felt like it was taking 5 times longer than usual. The longer it took, the more David’s hands started to shake. The more his heart rate rose and the more he could feel the dreaded meltdown inching closer. He kept trying to push through and just get it done because I should be able to do this. But his senses are dialed up to 11 and everything is just too much.

Then his phone vibrated and he dropped his brand new bottle of moisturizer. And it broke. And his phone was still vibrating. He slowly picked up his phone without looking at it, still staring at the shattered bottle on the floor. “Hello?” he mumbled, voice tense and shaky.

“David! Are you at the store yet? I wanted to come by and see you but I wasn’t sure if you had made it there yet. I may or may not also want to get some body milk. But I mainly wanted to see you!” Alexis exclaimed excitedly.

“I- hmm. Nope. No. Not there- uh, yet. Not at the store yet. Yeah. Mhm.” David said, his brain not wanting to work with his mouth. He started stimming with his free hand and rocking back and forth.

“Okay, slowpoke! Well, hurry up and get there! See you soon!” She said, immediately hanging up because Alexis cannot read the room. David sat his phone down with a shaky hand and walked out of the bathroom. He physically couldn’t style his hair, or even finish his skincare routine. His mind just wouldn’t stop thinking about how everything was incorrect today.

He walked over to the very tiny closet, which held a few of his sweaters. He had memorized which ones he could wear on meltdown days at this point. Which ones would bring him the most comfort. He pulled out his black ICON sweater and a pair of solid black jeans, no rips. Being able to feel the air through the holes would push him over the edge today, and he’s not sure he would make it back for a while. So, today is all about trying to be a functioning human being while trying not to have a sensory-overload-induced meltdown. Those two things do not coincide.

David laced up his shoes and looked in the mirror one final time. He looked terrible, and his hair was a mess; there was nothing he could do about it. He sighed and grabbed his phone, wallet, keys, and umbrella, walking out of the apartment and locking the door.

David was thankful that the walk to the apothecary was short and that the rain was drizzling steadily. It calmed him a bit, the air cool; not cold.

When he arrived at the store, he was thankful no customers were there because he didn’t think he could handle that right now. However, the second he walked in, he could see the worry spread on Patrick’s face. He closed his umbrella- and his eyes along with it. He took a deep breath and did a small, unassuming hand flap before wiping his feet on the rug and walking over to Patrick.

“Hi, honey,” David said, voice small.

“Hi, love. How’s your morning been?” Patrick asked, eyebrows furrowed and features laced with concern.

“It’s been fine. How about yours?” David replied, putting up a front, per usual, and pretending he didn’t feel like he wanted to crawl out of his skin.

“It’s been good. The store has been slow, only 2 or 3 customers have been in. My guess is because of the weather.” Patrick said, moving to rest his hands on David’s shoulders. As soon as his hands touched David, he flinched hard and tried to pull away. “Woah, David. Calm down, honey. I’m sorry.” Patrick gasped, unsure of what to do.

However, David couldn’t hear over the sound of his climbing heart rate. His breathing began to quicken and he could vaguely feel wetness on his face, unsure if it was sweat or tears. Patrick was at a loss, he had no idea what to do.

He especially didn’t know what to do because David didn’t seem to be registering anything he was saying, only humming and whimpering every few moments. He pulled out his phone really quick and clicked on Alexis’ contact, hoping he wasn’t violating David’s privacy. He pushed the call button, knowing Alexis would answer quickly.

“Hey, button! What are you doing?” Alexis said, a little too happy for the circumstance.

“Well, right now, I’m watching your brother sit on the floor and have some kind of panic attack, I think? He’s shaking and crying, and he keeps humming and whimpering. And he’s flapping his hands. I don’t think he can hear what I’m saying either. I don’t know what to do. I need your help.” He begged, his own eyes beginning to fill with tears.

“Oh, well, um- it’s not a panic attack. But, if you didn’t know that I guess that he doesn’t want you to know. I’m on my way. Can you close the store and try to get him to the back room? If you can’t, just turn off all the lights in the store,” Alexis replied, and Patrick could hear the Rose family car starting in the background. “I’m literally leaving now. I will be there in 3 minutes max.” She said.

“Thank you so much, Alexis. I’ll see you soon.” Patrick sniffled, hanging up the phone before she replied. He jogged to the front door, flipping the sign from ‘open’ to ‘closed.’ He chose not to lock the door because Alexis was on her way. Then he turned off all of the lights, leaving it considerably dark in the store since it was still raining outside.

“Hey, honey. Alexis is on her way. I wasn’t sure how to help, but I figured she would know. I love you, she’ll be here soon.” Patrick whispered, not wanting to be too loud and make whatever was going on worse. He moved and sat on the ground with David, making sure to leave a couple of feet of space between them.

Not much time passed before he heard the doorbell ring, signaling that Alexis had arrived. The first thing he noticed was the pair of noise-canceling headphones in her left hand and a small stuffed frog in her right. She quickly walked over to him, glancing at Patrick before she joined them on the floor, sitting in front of David. “Hi, David. I know this is like- totally not the way you wanted Patrick to find out about this,” she announced, slowly placing the headphones over his ears. Patrick didn’t miss the way he flinched at her touch too. “But, it’ll be okay. You know he’s totally gonna be like- super understanding. Just like when Dad accidentally outed him to his parents. Anyway, I brought your frog too. So now, we’re all gonna sit here and give you space, and we will be here whenever you’re ready to talk.” Alexis reassured him. Patrick couldn’t help mouthing a silent thank you to her. She tried to wink back but ended up just blinking instead

•••••

David wasn’t sure how long it was before he started to come down. All he knew is that at some point Alexis had shown up and brought him his headphones and his frog. He looked around and realized he was in the store, sitting on the floor behind the register. He looked directly in front of himself and saw Alexis, who gave him a big smile when she saw him. Then, he noticed Patrick to his left, his back leaning up against the end of the counter. Oh shit, he just had a meltdown in front of Patrick. Alexis must have noticed his breathing picking up again because she looked at him and it was the look she gave after he had a meltdown when she needed to know if he was okay with touch. He quickly nodded his head and held out his hands for her to grab. She grabbed them and squeezed them tightly before looking at him with sympathetic eyes.

“Hey. Whatever you have going on up there, you don’t have to worry about. I know that’s easier said than done,” she chuckled, “but Patrick called me because he was worried. He wanted to help, David. He didn’t judge you at all. I know you can’t right now, but you need to talk to him. He’s not gonna view you any differently. I promise. He’s a good one, he’s not like the old ones.” Alexis comforted, looking at him with the most sibling love Patrick had ever seen between the two of them.

David nodded his head, knowing that logically what Alexis had said was true. It’s just that his brain wouldn’t allow him to believe it. “C-can we go- um, home?” David stuttered quietly. The comedown was always the worst part.

“Yeah, we can totally go back to the motel!” Alexis offered. David shook his head. That wasn’t what he meant.

“No, no. Home. Apartment.” David explained, hands flapping and fingers snapping as he did so.

Patrick’s heart melted when David said that, and he finally turned around. He looked at David with the most kind, patient, and loving eyes. David leaned his head back and blinked repetitively while drumming his fingers on his leg. Patrick made David feel safe. His apartment made David feel safe, and David wanted to be there.

“Oh- yeah! Absolutely. Do you want to ride with Patrick, or do you want me to take you?” Alexis asked.

“Patrick. You go home, to the motel.” David assured her. Something in her face softened and David couldn’t resist giving her a gentle hug. “Thank you.” He sighed.

“Of course. Anything- well, mostly anything for you,” she beamed, “talk to him. He loves you and wants the best for you. It’ll be okay.” She whispered before they broke off their hug. She walked out of the store with a type of confidence that only Alexis Rose had. And while he couldn’t say it, David loved his sister. He knew that she knew that, too.

“Are you- are you ready?” Patrick hesitated. David nodded his head yes and began to make his way to the door. He stopped and waited while Patrick grabbed their umbrellas, although it was no longer raining. When they had both made it outside, David stood and waited for Patrick to lock the door before holding out his hand. Patrick stared at it for a moment, unsure of what to do.

“Are you sure? I don’t wanna upset or- or overwhelm you again.” Patrick rambled.

“Yes. I’m sure. I’ll be okay.” David assured him. He really couldn’t have asked for a better partner. Patrick immediately grabbed his hand and they began the walk to his car. “And I promise I’ll talk to you later. Probably this evening. I just need- uh, time. To come down from that. And think.” David explained, twisting one of the rings on his left pointer finger.

“Take all the time you need. I’m here to listen whenever you’re ready. Even if it’s in the middle of the night.” He soothed. It made David smile.

Soon enough they were in Patrick’s car and started the short ride to his apartment. During the ride, David began to think of ways to start the dreaded conversation.

I’m sorry about what happened earlier. No.

I’m sorry I haven’t said anything. No.

You’re probably wondering what all that was about. No.

Patrick, I’m autistic. Just be straightforward and honest with him.

Before he knew it, they had arrived at the apartment and Patrick was opening his door for him. David nodded a silent ‘thanks’ and got out, starting the walk up to their apartment.

When they arrived, Patrick made a quick move to close all of the blinds to make it less intense for David, even though he wasn’t entirely sure what he was doing. “Um, Alexis said to do this at the store and it would help, so I thought it might help here, too? And I can leave if it would be better for you. I just want you to be comfortable.” Patrick blurted.

“No- no. You make me comfortable, Patrick. You don’t need to go anywhere. What I do need, though, is some water, and a very long nap before we have this conversation.” David explained, changing out of his black jeans into a pair of grey sweatpants while doing so.

“Okay. I can get that. Do you want the bed to yourself? I don’t mind sitting on the couch.” Patrick asked as he headed to the kitchen.

“No, you can lay in the bed too. It’s- uh, it’s literally your bed. But- um, let’s just keep the touching to a minimum. I can hold your hand, though.” David said quietly.

Patrick nodded as he handed David his water. “You go ahead and get in the bed, I’ll join you in just a minute,” Patrick said as he turned to the bathroom.

When he made it into the bathroom, he took a deep breath and thought about the events that had unfolded over the past couple of hours. And how terrified he was. He had no idea what to do or how to help David, and seeing his boyfriend in so much pain made him physically hurt. He couldn’t stop the tears that began to spill from his eyes. He had never felt so helpless before. All he had wanted was for David to be okay, to comfort him in any way he could.

He stood in the bathroom and cried quietly for a few more minutes, not even bothering to check the mirror because he knew his eyes would be red and puffy. He moved to peek out of the door, to make sure David was asleep before he moved out, getting changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants before crawling into the bed, as close to the side as possible as to not disturb David.

The last thing he remembered before drifting off was the feeling of fingers lacing between his own.

•••••

Patrick was the first to wake up, Immediately checking the time on his phone. 4:27 pm. They had been asleep for almost 5 hours.

Patrick sighed and rubbed his face, not wanting to get up. Obviously, his movement woke David up as well, because his boyfriend had turned onto his side to look at him.

“Good morning,” David said, voice thick with sleep.

“Technically, it’s good evening, but good morning to you too.” Patrick chuckled, for a moment, he almost forgot about the conversation looming over them. “Do you wanna eat before we talk? Actually, have you eaten at all today?” Patrick mused.

“No, I haven’t. Can you order a pizza?” David asked. Patrick nodded as he grabbed his phone, dialing the number and ordering their usual.

Time seemed to move quickly once Patrick ended his call. They both got out of bed and got drinks, David set the table for their meal. The delivery guy dropped off the pizza and Patrick handed him cash, telling him to keep the change. They both fixed their plates and sat down in their respective chairs, eating in silence.

David was halfway through his last piece when he spoke up. “I don’t know how to do this. Any time I’ve ever told anyone this, they’ve left me. While logically, I know you won’t do that, I’m still scared.” David mumbled, flapping his hands in the process. He couldn’t stop himself.

“I know that I can’t make those thoughts stop, I can only reassure you that I promise I’m not going anywhere.” Patrick comforted. David’s hand flapping increased slightly.

“Can we move to the bed?” He asked. Patrick nodded and stood up, offering for David to go first.

Once they got situated on the bed, David started to stim more.

“I promise I’m not like, trying to be difficult. I know I’m moving a lot.” He said.

“It’s okay. Take your time. Do you wanna talk, or would it be easier for me to ask questions?” Patrick asked.

“Hmm, you can ask questions. It’ll make it easier.”

“Okay. And let me know if I say anything wrong,” he said, David nodded. “What is this that you’re doing right now, with your hands?” he asked.

“This- this is called stimming. It’s self-stimulating behavior, for me it’s usually rocking back and forth, flapping my hands, snapping my fingers, and repetitive blinking.” David answered, looking everywhere but at Patrick.

“Okay. What happened at the store earlier?” Patrick said, voice shaking.

David took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling, “That was a meltdown. It was sensory induced, meaning that when you put your hands on my shoulders, my senses were basically sent into overdrive and I couldn’t handle it.” He explained, “It wasn’t just you though, it builds up. When I woke up this morning, I knew it was going to happen, and I tried to prevent it, but it didn’t work. It happened twice last week, and that’s why I called in sick.” He added.

Patrick nodded, “How long have you had them? Meltdowns?” he inquired.

David took a deep breath, you can do this. “My whole life. Patrick, I have autism. I was diagnosed late because my parents were hardly around to notice it. I wasn’t diagnosed until I was seventeen. When I would tell people, they would end up leaving me. That’s why I was so scared to tell you. What we have is so, so good. I wasn’t ready for it to end.” David sniffled, tears falling down his face unwillingly. Patrick scooted closer to him and grabbed his hands, not wanting to overwhelm him.

“David. I love you so much. I’m so sorry you felt like you couldn’t tell me,” Patrick empathized, “And I’m so sorry that people treated you like that. But, this doesn’t change the way I feel about you whatsoever. Yes, this changes things in our relationship because now I know this big part of you, but that only means we can change things to help you more. David, I want nothing more than for you to be happy and comfortable and I’m willing to do just about anything to make that happen.” He finished. David was full-on crying now.

“I don’t- I don’t know what I did to deserve you. I love you. Thank you.” David cried.

Never again did David have to think that Patrick might leave him for expressing this part of himself. David Rose was autistic, David Rose loved Patrick Brewer, and Patrick Brewer loved him, too.

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