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Gently (Elizabeth Judd x Reader)
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Request- “can i request an elizabeth judd x female reader where her and elizabeth are dating and elizabeth comes home from the show really tired and a little distraught because she didn't think she did well enough performing tonight, and the reader makes her dinner and snuggles with her and comforts her and lots of cute stuff like that :) thanks fam”
Tags- @wicked-femme , @alexanderhamllton
A/N - ( WHO CAN’T WAIT FOR THIS TO BE MARKED AS SENSITIVE CONTENT
Also sorry I’m like so bad at writing fluff)
Song- Two Is Better Than One -- Boys Like Girls ft Taylor Swift
Words- 1,000 (sorry it’s so short but can we appreciate that it’s 1000 even?)
The door of your apartment creaked open. Normally, it wouldn’t wake you, but you had just gotten to bed so you were sleeping lightly. You turned over onto your back and waited for your girlfriend to walk in. She usually came into the room to change, went to take a quick shower, and then came back in to cuddle. This time, however, it was taken Elizabeth awhile to walk into the room. You sat up slightly, “Hun?” There was no answer. “Liz, what’s up?” Still, nobody replied. Paranoia started to take over. You grabbed the bat that you always kept under your bed. Living in New York could be scary sometimes.
You slowly started to walk out of your room towards the open living room of your flat. No one was there, but the light bad been turned on. You heard a noise and whirled around quickly, wielding the bat over your head.
“Liz!”
“Oh Jesus Christ, Y/N. Put the bat down,” your girlfriend said. She sat down on the couch with a glass of wine in one hand and the remote in the other.
“Sorry, I- you didn’t say anything when I called so I thought it was a burglar or something.”
“Oh sorry, you called?” Her tone was flat.
“Yeah, twice.” You sat down next to her on the couch. “Are you okay?”
“Fine.” She didn’t look at you.
“You don’t seem fine.”
She sighed. “Just tired, okay? I had a hard day.”
“What happened?”
“Nothing.”
You put your hand on her face and turned her head until she was facing you then you pressed your forehead against hers. “I love you.”
She smiled slightly and put her hand on yours. “I love you too.”
This was something you did when one of you was upset. If you were both angry, all hell broke loose, but if one of you was in their right mind, they usually tried to fix it by pulling the other closer and talking quietly. So that was exactly what you were going to do. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Elizabeth nodded and turned around so she could lean back into your chest and you could put your arms around her. You reached towards the remote to turn the TV off. “It’s just so hard when you’re not an original cast member, you know? It’s normally fine, but sometimes when I go out to stage door, I can just tell that they all wish it was Pippa out there. Or God forbid I understudy Angelica because Renée needed a break. So then I get a psyched out that I’m not gonna perform that well. It makes me nervous, and then I mess up during the show!” She moved slightly so she could look at you. “It just gets hard every night.”
You smiled and started to stroke your hand over her hair. “You are an amazing actress and a wonderful singer. You’re so incredibly talented and Hamilton is lucky to have you.”
She shrugged. “I could have done better.”
“Please, you do like 80,000 shows a week not every one of them is going to be stellar, babe. That doesn’t make you any less deserving of praise.” You started to stroke your hands slowly up and down her face. “Just relax. Don’t worry about all the bad things you’re thinking about yourself. Let all those thoughts go, okay? Breathe.”
Elizabeth closed her eyes and took a deep breath in, and then slowly let it out. You pulled her in for a hug and started to place gentle kisses on her temple.”You mean the world to me,” she whispered.
You smiled and pulled away slightly. “You are my world, darling.” You kissed the tip of her nose lightly. “I mean, nothing can be worse than when you were in Spiderman: Turn Off the Dark, right?”
She pulled away from you and hit you playfully, “I could have died, Y/N!”
“That’s what I’m saying!” you laughed, “Hamilton is much better right?”
She smiled and nodded. “Yes, Hamilton is much better.”
“Come on.” You patted her thigh and stood up. “I’ll reheat some of the chicken chow mein from today, and we can watch TV or something.”
“Babe, it’s like midnight.”
You turned around with a fake look of shock. “It is never too late for Friends reruns and crappy infomercials.” You continued into the kitchen, and Elizabeth followed you. She sat on the counter and watched you pull Tupperware containers out of the fridge.
“Alexa, shuffle my Spotify.” You said to your AI speaker. Sweet, romantic music flowed through the room. You popped a bowl in the microwave and turned to Elizabeth. She smirked and pulled you closer using her legs. You put your hands on her waist and pulled her off the counter, feeling your body heat up at the proximity. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around your neck and started to sway slowly to the beat. You pulled her body closer to yours and kissed her. Kissing was something the two of you had done a thousand times before, but that didn’t make it any less special every time you did.
The microwave beeped, signaling the end of your impromptu dance. You turned to pull the food out, but she grabbed your arm and pulled you back.
“I can think of other ways than watching TV to distract me.” She put her hand on the back of your neck and kissed you again.
You pointed to the microwave behind you. “But what about the-”
Elizabeth started to pull you towards the bedroom. “We can deal with that in the morning.” She kissed you again and started to run, laughing into the bedroom. You smiled and followed her. She definitely wasn’t upset anymore.
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