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fific7 · 3 years

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Dangerous and Divine - Part 8

Billy Russo x Reader

Summary: Billy Russo is an itch you don’t want to scratch. But he’s all over you like a rash.

A/N: This does not follow canon, it’s mainly fluff & lemon zest 🍋 The GIF is from Exposed, unreleased pilot show in case you’re wondering 😌... Billy vibes.

Warnings: More stalkery-type behaviour from a certain someone. Some drinking & swearing.

(My GIF)

She just couldn’t leave it alone. And she was going to find out if she did know about all the flirting, the lunches, the drinks after work, the kiss. One way or another. She opened her car door, got out and locked it, before crossing over and walking towards the café.

It was getting near closing time, and you’d come back downstairs to help your team with all the end-of-day things which needed done. Once again, they didn’t really need your help but you’d been feeling unsettled all day, mainly due to that Homeland agent showing up in your café.

What the fuck was all that about? you wondered. It was definitely weird. You were 99% sure it was her, but you’d decided not to text Billy about it, just in case it wasn’t actually Madani. What if she was sitting right there with him when you texted? You would look like a paranoid idiot.

And yeah, that was the other thing that had been playing on your mind. Despite his reassurances, you were still worried about him being around Madani. You’d meant what you said, she was pretty, and if she decided to go all out to get her hands on Billy, would he be able to resist? After all, he did find her attractive - he’d admitted as much to you, agreeing that she was pretty - otherwise he wouldn’t have kissed her, he would’ve just kept it to flirting, surely?

While your brain was busy torturing you, you heard the café door opening and were aware of someone entering. The café wasn’t actually closed yet, and smiling to yourself, you thought ‘there’s always that one absolute last-minute customer’ before continuing to clean one of the Gaggias.

Jake had stepped up to the counter and asked what he could get for them, and you froze as you heard, “I’m Agent Madani from Homeland. I need to speak to your boss.”

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You immediately swung round, thinking that - while you were shocked by her reappearance - you weren’t going to let her get the upper hand. Plastering a fake smile on your face, you stepped forward, “That’s me,” and saying your name. She was staring at you as if she wanted to see right into your head, and you continued, “Could I see your ID please?” A small frown creased her brow but she pulled out her ID, which was on a lanyard round her neck, from under her jacket and stuck it rather rudely in front of your face.

You kept the smile on your face as you examined it....so, Dinah Madani. Billy hadn’t ever called her anything but Madani to you, probably thinking that using her first name might rile you up even more. Thanking her, you then asked how you could help her, letting the smile fade down as otherwise you’d just look slightly psychopathic. She, all business-like, asked if there was somewhere you could go to talk privately and you nodded, indicating the internal door up to your office. You headed over to it, saying over your shoulder to Jake, “I’ll be back down soon.”

Before you turned away you saw her eyebrows rise at your remark, a small irritated look flitting over her face before disappearing. Reaching the door, you opened it and gestured for her to go in front of you, but she shook her head, “No, it’s fine - you first,” she said. As you started to walk up the stairs, you could feel her eyes boring into your back and you realised that you were feeling really quite uncomfortable with this turn of events. However, she was a federal agent so you couldn’t really refuse to speak to her without things escalating.

Reaching your office, you went inside and headed for your chair, indicating to her the one opposite. She sat down and you did too, waiting to see what the hell this woman wanted to speak to you about. Reaching into her bag, she took out a small black notebook and pen, then looked up at you, staring intently. You stared back, face expressionless (you hoped).

“You know Billy Russo.” Not a question.

Okayyyy, you thought - straight to the point! Nodding at her, you answered, “Yes, I do.”

“How long have you known him?” You looked back at her, wondering whether to challenge her or not, but replied, “Ummm... about a week.”

She looked down, scribbling something in her notepad, but you felt it was so you couldn’t see her expression. Looking back up, she went on, “Uhuh, and what is the nature of your relationship with him?”

Now you’d had enough. Giving her a wide smile, you said, “And why exactly would you need to know that, Agent Madani?” You wondered when or if she was going to cut to the chase.

“He’s involved in one of my ongoing cases,” she said, deadpan, “...and I need to know your connection to him so I can assess if it impacts it in any way.” You lying bitch, you thought.

“And what could I possibly have to do with your case?” you asked her. She tapped her pen impatiently on her notepad, “Well, that’s for me to decide,” she replied with a smirk. You matched her smirk, “Okay,” shrugging, “...we’re in a relationship.” She gave a sharp laugh, her eyes going wide as she stared at you, “After one whole week?!! That’s kinda fast, isn’t it?”

You could feel your mouth tightening into a line, so you quickly relaxed it. You also gave a small laugh, and sat back, hands flat on the desk. “Are you a federal agent or a relationship counsellor? It’s none of your business, Agent Madani. You asked your question, I gave you my answer.” She shifted in her chair and you knew she was getting annoyed and impatient. Good. You wanted her off-balance. Because if she’d come here just to dig out what you and Billy were to each other - and you suspected she had - you were going to make waves at Homeland about it.

Madani frowned and said, “It just seems a little suspicious to me. You only met Russo a week ago, yet you think you’re in some kind of a relationship with him? What’s your agenda, exactly? Because apart from anything else, Billy Russo doesn’t do relationships. He’s told me as much.”

You raised your eyebrows and grinned at her. She’d unwittingly related what Billy had actually said to her at some stage and it wasn’t very flattering, if she’d thought about it before she’d said it. Like, he doesn’t want a relationship with you, darling. “Really? And why would you be discussing relationships with Billy Russo?” She couldn’t resist letting another smirk appear on her lips, and you knew she was about to spill.

“Because we’ve been seeing each other. Dating. Outside of work.” A triumphant look cast your way. You smiled, although truthfully you wanted to smack her smug face. “Isn’t that a little... unprofessional?” “No, it’s not. We’re not co-workers.”

You swivelled your chair from side to side, then went for the jugular, “Billy’s told me all about you, Agent Madani. That you’re working a joint case, not that I know any details. And about the lunches, the drinks after work, and - oh yes - I believe there was a kiss at some point?” She was surprised, you could tell. She probably thought he either hadn’t told you, or hadn’t believed him when he said he had.

“Sorry, Agent Madani, but that was all before Billy met me.” Chew on that, bitch, you thought. “It’s all in the past and he won’t be repeating any of it.”

Now she just looked angry, her eyes glaring at you. You almost wished you hadn’t spared her the details of exactly why Billy had been acting the way he did with her. But you didn’t want to make things even more awkward for him.

“Oh, and as to what my ‘agenda’ is, I don’t have one.” Holding her stare, you added, “Billy and I are simply enjoying each other’s company. A lot.”

Her face was totally blank now, her eyes on yours but not connecting. It was like her battery had powered down. She stood up, shoved the notepad into her bag, and started walking to the door. Just as her hand grabbed the doorhandle, you said, “And if you haven’t already done it, be my guest and dig into my life and my business just to make sure nothing impacts your case.”

Without saying a word, she was gone and the door slammed behind her as she left. You sat right back in your chair, and a huge breath left your lungs. Wow. You hadn’t gone as intensely toe to toe like that with someone in a while.

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Madani hurried through the café and out into the street. She was fuming!

Crossing the road and getting into her car, she started it up and drove away fast. She just wanted to get away from there as quickly as she could. She was very unhappy about the way the encounter had gone. It wasn’t often that she got bested in an interview. Well, okay it hadn’t been a proper interview exactly, but she admitted to herself that she hadn’t expected the woman to come back at her like that.

Yeah, she’d thought that Russo’s little girlfriend would be a pushover once she put on her Hardass Federal Agent hat. But she’d underestimated her.

Deciding to head home and sink a bottle of wine, she suddenly had a better idea. She started driving towards Anvil.

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Meanwhile, you’d made your way back downstairs and headed to one of the Gaggia machines. You needed a triple corretto. “Jake,” you said quietly, and he made his way over to you. “You OK?” he asked, looking at you with a concerned expression. “Grab me the brandy, would you? And I’ll make you one too.” Coffees made and topped up, you said, “Come up to the office for a minute.” If you didn’t get what just happened off your chest, you felt like you’d implode.

And you knew Jake would only ask you why Homeland had come calling anyhow.

Once you were both settled on the sofa in your office, sipping your coffees, you told him all about the entire big drama, but glossing over certain areas where you couldn’t go into too much detail. His eyes were like saucers just about the whole time. “She said that? That she was dating him?!” You nodded, “Yeah, and she’s trying to make out that I’m the delusional one!” You both laughed. “Are you gonna report her to her bosses?” Jake asked you.

“I’d love to, I’d really would. She’s unprofessional, and I think the green-eyed monster’s sent her off the rails a bit - I mean she’s acting like a stalker! But I’ll check with Billy first, it might stir up trouble he doesn’t need right now. But I might wait till the joint case is closed and then do it!” “That might be a better idea, yeah - but I really don’t think she should get away with it.” “Oh, we’ll see. I’m angry right now, but I might have calmed down by the time the case is finished. Right... come on, let’s get this place closed down for the night.”

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Billy was also getting ready to leave the office, switching off his laptop and locking various files away in his safe. He was one of the last ones in the place, and he took a moment to stand at the big floor-to-ceiling glass window overlooking the empty training area. He stretched out his back and shoulders, rolling his neck from side to side. What a fuckin’ day, he thought.

It had started so well, he thought, a sly smile curving his lips. My god, what she can do with her mouth. He felt himself starting to get hard thinking about the two of them in bed that morning, and just what she’d done to him. He basked in the feeling for a few moments, sliding his hand down onto his zip. Mmm. Maybe he should disappear to his private bathroom and jack off before he left.

But then his smile dropped. Madani was heading across the training area towards the stairs to his office. Oh fucking hell. He moved his hand off his crotch just in time, before she looked up at him standing behind the expanse of glass.

His mind suddenly skipped to the meeting earlier that day in Dinah’s office. He really hoped all her diva drama wasn’t going to interfere with the case in a bad way. She’d just have to deal with it. He wasn’t going to mess up what he had with his girl just to keep Madani happy. He wondered what the hell she wanted to talk to him about now. Because he could really do without it, if he was honest. He just wanted to call his goddess, head over to her place, persuade her to cook some more of her heavenly food for him, eat it and fall into bed. And into her.

Madani threw open the door and marched purposefully towards him, eyes boring into his.

Turning at the sound of the door bursting open, Billy didn’t particularly like the determined look on her face.

“Dinah? he said, warily.

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She was going to sort this out, and sort it out now so that things were back the way they should be.

Saying nothing, she shoved him back against the glass and roughly pulled his jacket down over his shoulders, then started pulling his tie loose. Her other hand went to his shirt and started scrabbling at all the buttons, impatiently tugging until some of them popped and hit the carpet next to his feet. She pulled the shirt apart, leant in and ran her tongue over his skin.

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Back home, you’d lain down on the sofa and thought again about the run-in you’d had with Madani. It was really niggling at you, and so you went and got an old friend - a nice bottle of Italian red - out of your wine rack and opened it, letting it breathe for a few moments before pouring a healthy amount into a big wine glass.

After turning on the TV and taking an appreciative gulp of Barolo, you debated whether to call Billy and tell him about the Drama Queen’s two visits to you. Yes, you thought, he really should know about this as soon as possible just in case there was any backlash.

You FaceTimed him, but it rang out unanswered. Shrugging, you sent him a text, just asking him to call you as soon as he could. Then you shoved your phone onto the coffee table, turned your attention to the TV and continued sipping your wine.

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anochuu · 5 years

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When we quarrel

⤷ Genre: Angst, Fluff

⤷ Min Yoongi x Reader (Oneshot)

⤷ Summary: Sometimes our emotions can get carried away

Having a period was not the best time of the month. It maybe bring a positive high into your vibe nor it could give you the baddest mood if looks can kill people right from your eyes.You sat grumbling on the couch as once in a while your eyes took glances at the clock ticking and hanging on the wall right across from the room.

The aching on your lower abdomen-detailedly in your pelvic region adds more migraine to your head that is now pounding hard resonating throughout.It is past curfew time,you thought. And why is your husband have not gone home yet?

Right on cue you had just think that way,the door out of the apartment you two lived in opened as the system went 'clicky-cling' signing someone had just entered in and the light lit up by it.

You heard shoes that ade carelessly dropped onto the floor and the shuffling of the person as it gets nearer to where you are currently sitting on the couch. Your eyes snap up when the figure you have waited finally appear right across the room and when he sets his eyes on you,you could clearly see a visible jolt of surprise for a second there;startling him as he place a hand over his heart,

"Holy shit, you gave me a fright." He heaves out a deep relief sigh knowing it is just you.

But you being peevishly annoyed at his voice right now could only throw death daggers at the male and he who noticed your silence and with that looks of yours,knew something is up,

"Uh—babe,is something wrong?"

"Where have you been? It is past your curfew.” your voice trails off after a long silence,crossing arms in front of your chest and sitting cross-legged on the couch.

Yoongi rose an eyebrow,he tilt his body around lightly just to take a glance at the clock hanging on the wall where you keep on looking at earlier,

"The—curfew’s at 10 p.m? I thought it's suppose to be on 11,no?" he sheepishly grins at you that made your blood boils more and the aching on your lower abdomen gets worsen.

"This is the third time,Min Yoongi! Are you even sure you're not off and about to get some drinks with your co-workers!?" you raise your voice much to his surprise.

Now seeing you mad is rather a rare occasion and getting worked up over some incoherent reason.

"What?" His forehead creased;

"I work my ass off and stayed back at the office and you said i'm off drinking?"

You scoffs,now standing up straight from the couch; "Oh yeah? Then explain the smell of smoking whiff on your yesterday's suit,"

He groans; "I told you it is not from the club! Namjoon asked me to smoke and so i did,and that is all!"

"Liar!" You being overly stubborn-headed spat right at him almost instantly after his short explanation.

You believed him,heck you are sure as hell he would never cheat on you but now that you are this far you will not hurt your ego back not to mention the period got your mood went hot-headed blood pressure.

The male sighs once more for the umpteenth time for today and now with you acting strange got him at the edge of the line. He rake his fingers through his hair locks,

"(Y/n),i'm tired—let's just stop this ridiculous argument and gets some sleep alright?"

But seeing you only staring-or more like glaring onto the ground to burn a hole and kept quiet,Yoongi’s shoulder slump as he lets out another sigh but in inaudibly. He then made his way over to you and as soon as he stood in front of you,he lowers his hand just to grab yours.

But as he was about to touch you,you yank your hand away from him and spun your heel around;stomping your way ahead from the male to the bedroom you two shared.

Yoongi placed both hands on his hips as he shook his head frustratedly and tries to comprehend what is going on with your usual attitude whilst he loosen up his tie that circles around his collar rather harshly before taking it off and threw it carelessly on the couch.

He then follow you suit in to the bedroom and just to see you had lied down on the other side of the bed with your back facing him.He closes the door and then the light.Not even bothering to change his white shirt and pants back to more of a comfortable clothes,he then lied himself down on the empty side of the bed and facing the other way resulting you two's back are facing each other.

The clock ticking was the only noise produce within the silent atmosphere and it manage to slowly drift the male off to his dreamland. But not to the continuous shuffling weight he heard and felt on the other latter's side. His eyebrows furrowed and for a moment the movement stopped and he would have thought in relief and go back to sleep which only felt a few minutes of closing eyes.

Then again, she shuffles,

"Can you stop moving?" He complaint, but only silence is answered from her.

While on the other hand you could only toss here and there in hoping the pain subsided and god,why does it hurt so much now of all times? You glance to the side whose back is facing you and for sure he is mad at you right now.

Stifling moan of pain coming out of your mouth,you tried to stop moving for a while just until to make sure Yoongi’s breathing went in and out slowly as a sign he has fallen asleep.

Once you confirm he is,you got up from the bed as quiet as you could and left the room with your heart in your mouth not even bothering to close the door.You waste no time as you slump your hectic body down onto the couch and your hands automatically clenches on top of your abdomen.

"God.." you sigh heavily,the cramp is seriously getting worsen

You try to sat up and face the clock,studying it to see what time is it again?

The beads of sweats starts to form around your forehead and temples considering the symptoms of having period always causes fever for you.

You did not realise the figure approaching you from behind before encircling their arms around you,pulling you to his embrace.

"Idiot,just tell me if you're in pain."

You could only stay in silence before speaking up, "Aren't you suppose to sleep?"

"How could i fall asleep right after we argued?"

You pull away from him and just to halt around to face him properly, "Sorry," you apologize;

"My mood got carried away..”

"I know," he hummed whilst pulling you onto his lap and close the gap between you two

"You and your bad mood—i've dated you quite a long time ago lets me know your attitude,"

You pursued your lips and kneeled between his legs, "Sorry," you apologize again,

"The cramps are killing me" you hissed in pain,

Yoongi then duck his head down,hugging your hips as he buried his face on the warmth of your belly,

"What're you doing?"

"Healing your pain." his voice muffled but clear enough for you to hear him.

You rolled your eyes but you still could not help to smile by his cuteness.And then an idea popped into your mind like a bulb.Though his face always comes off as a rude and stoic man, deep down he is just a boy with soft and fluffy heart.

"I know how,"

With that,Yoongi tilt his head up to see you looking down at him, "How?" he asks,

"Go buy me chocolate and ice cream."

"What!? At this time!?" almost instantly he lets go of his hold from you,

"Oh pleaseeee~! I'm craving for 'em so much right now!" you drag your voice along as you plead

"No,you're crazy."

You stuck your bottom lip out and shot him the glaze look over your eyes and bats your eyelashes in attempt to make him grant your pleas.

Sighing heavily one last time,he got up from the couch, "Fine,what flavours do you want?"

"Yeah! You're the best!" you flail both arms into the air

"I better be," he snorted; "Just because i love you,alright—or else i might have throw you out of the window right now."

"Mhm,love you too." the end of your lip pulls into a small smirk.

He went to grab his both wallet and phone which placed on the table near the exit door,

"I'll be back—"

"Oh,and buy me pads please!" you yelled yet before he could finish his own sentence.

"....ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?"

-Bonus Ending-

"Which one is the 'Wings' brand!?" Yoongi hissed on the phone on his hand while the other free one hovering around the section of the ladies' pads.

"Jesus,i never knew girls' pads have to be in a lot of brands," he mutters underneath his breath.

"Just take any 'Wings' brand," you uttered nonchalantly through the phone,

"What the fuck—which is why i did not know which one is better!" this time not realising he spoke in much higher tone causing two female customers who stood a few meters away from him to stare at him obviously,

He who clearly notice this pops a vein on his temple, "What the hell you looking at?"

You heard faintly by the shout of his voice and making you laugh to your heart's content and imagining the red heat on his face and ears.Taking mental note to yourself to shower him with kisses as soon as he walks right in through that door.

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