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Jeremy concepts: Jeremy sees you at a pickup game and shows off to flirt
A Shot Worth Taking - Jeremy (WMCJ) x f!reader
Part 1 - Meet Cute
note: this started as a concept (that’s why the writing is very unprofessional lol) but the idea has sparked an idea for a series
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no because imagine you and your girl friends are there because your friend vanessa is supporting her man while he plays a different game, and you're just sitting there on the bench slightly bored and scrolling through your phone.
but then jeremy sees you and his breath gets caught in his throat--your beauty just stopping him in his tracks completely. and he glances down at his outfit--specifically at his wacky sandals and its the first time he feels a bit self-conscious so he KNEW he had to step up his ball game if he wanted to impress you even an ounce.
kamal notices jeremy's internal conflict and he follows his line of sight and sees you sitting there which causes him to smirk. "finally considering your god awful outfit choices?" he teases the curly haired man. Jeremy scoffs and shrugs him off nonchalantly. "fuck off" he mutters. "we gotta win this pick up," jeremy mumbled.
kamal begins laughing before he smirked, his intrusive thought winning. "AYO!!!" he yelled out towards you, causing you and your home girls to look up and pay attention to the group. immediately Jeremy's eyes widened and he smacked kamal. "man what the fuck are you doing?!" he exclaimed.
"getting her to pay attention," kamal responded. "now pull up and work your magic," he mused, moving towards the middle of the half-court to begin the game.
jeremy groaned and sluggishly followed, hoping you didn't catch on. but the thing is--you did catch on. after kamal had shouted for your guys' attention, you were intrigued, a playful smile on your lips.
"oh my god," Vanessa exclaimed. "what the hell is the white boy wearing?!" she laughed. you cringe playfully but you can't help your giggle.
"its not...that bad" you laughed. "I wonder if he's any good."
your other friend destiny scoffed. "looks like he was dragged from an organic smoothie shop to play in the pick up...aint no way this white man can jump."
as the game starts, you lean forward, resting your elbows against your knees as you and your girls watch intently. jeremy nervously glances you once more before he laser focuses on the game.
you observe as he runs around the court, effectively working with kamal before he approaches the 3-point line for the first time and easily sinking the ball into the basket. your friends gasp in shock and all you can do is grin. jeremy had a proud and cocky grin evident on his face, before he turned, made direct eye contact with you, and confidently winking your way, causing you to blush madly.
destiny instantly caught on and playfully shoved you in disbelief. “the white boy is into you!” she laughed. you go to deny and she scoffs. “don’t try to deny that shit! own it babes!”
“i cant lie…he’s really cute,” you breath out, feeling your face get hot at the confession. you all continue watching as jeremy puts on a record show. he was unbelievably good and extremely funny just from what you overheard him say to the other team.
“oh he’s definitely showing off to get your attention,” vanessa points out after a while with a smirk. “i say you shoot your shot after the game…maybe you need a white guy after the shit show you experienced with that lebanese guy that did you dirty.”
“ugh don’t remind me,” you shutter.
jeremy and kamal were huffing as they stood in front of the other two guys, effectively waiting for the pay out with smirks on their faces.
“pay up bitch,” jeremy mused cockily, his right hand held out while the other held onto the basketball.
the guy whined as he pulled out the bills and handed them over. “you’re gonna get beat up one day with that strategy,” he muttered sourly.
jeremy could only grin. “pleasure doing business.”
“nice game,” he hears someone say, causing him to swing around to face the person, coming face to face with you. he grinned even wider if possible.
“hey,” he breathed out.
“hi,” you smile. “you were really impressive…i cant lie—me and my girls didn’t think you’d play that good,” you admit shyly.
jeremy licked his lips and looked at you with amusement. how the fuck did you manage to be even prettier up close? “i played at gonzaga—”
“yeah i figured with your knees,” you replied, causing him to smirk. “so you paying attention huh?”
you scoff playfully. “how can i not when you’re so obviously trying to impress me,” you flirt back confidently.
Jeremy grinned. “how can i not when such a pretty girl is in the stands watching me?” his comment makes you blush. “im jeremy by the way.”
“im y/n…”
“would you maybe wanna grab dinner sometime?”
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I've Got A Crush On You
Part Two: Not Tonight
A WMCJ!Jeremy x Reader Fic
Soundtrack: Not Tonight- Lil' Kim (many features)
Jeremy gets to take Ms. Flexible out for a date, but he quickly realizes that he's in way over his head after his last relationship. Kamal is doing is best to keep his present and past separate, but when one of his players gets into some trouble, he finds that you really can't leave behind the place that made you.
Warnings: language, Jeremy being Jeremy, mentions of violence, kissing
A/N: not beta'd for time, I'll go back later and make edits if necessary
"PASS THE BALL!", Jeremy yelled above the sound of sneakers squeaking on the hardwood, his voice echoing off the gym walls. "Isaiah pass the b-", he groaned as Isaiah tried to shoot the ball, his off balance attempt ricocheting off the rim and careening across the bleachers.
The West LA Dragons youth basketball team had two weeks of practice under their belt, and they had nothing to show for it. There were only two players on the team who could even dribble or shoot the ball, and the others were like newborn giraffes on the court, stumbling over their feet, every shot coming up at least three feet short, and to the right. "I swear to-", Jeremy cried out, running his hands through his tight curls.
"No swearing!" Chris called out from the bleachers, his head down, looking at the stat sheet.. "Go get your friend, man." He gestured at Kamal to get Jeremy all the way together.
"Alright, water break", Kamal called out to the team with a clap of his hands, each player immediately collapsed on the ground, their chests heaving to try to catch a breath, no energy to even run and get some water. "Dude, what's the problem? They're kids, you've got 'em running drills like soldiers", Kamal said at a whisper.
"Have you seen this team? You know I don't believe in corporal punishment", Jeremy placed a peaceful hand on his chest to signify his love of pacification, making Kamal roll his eyes dramatically, "but some of these kids need the belt".
Kamal narrowed his eyes at Jeremy, "Nah, you're more annoying than usual. What's really going on?"
Jeremy let out a humorless chuckle, squeezing at his hips with his hands as he shuffled his weight nervously back and forth. "I'm nervous about tonight."
"What's tonight?", Kamal asked, his brow knitted together with confusion. "Dude, stop playing with me." Jeremy scoffed. He could barely focus on anything today but you, and his nerves were getting the best of him.
"I'm not fuckin' with you man. I have no idea what you're talking about." Kamal stifled a laugh, he loved to see Jeremy squirm under pressure. "Man, my date tonight!" He spoke louder than he intended, his voice carrying across the room.
"Woah! Mr. Tumnus has a date tonight!", Isaiah teased, the team breaking out in laughter at his joke. Jeremy quickly paced over to him in anger. "How do you even know that reference?! You weren't even born when that movie came out." He flexed his jaw at his pint size enemy.
"It was a book first, you moron, we read it in school", Isaiah shrugged, letting the ball roll off his fingertips. "The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe?" Jeremy glanced back at Kamal with wide eyes to confirm, his friend giving him a nod. "Ok, well...shut up and shoot the ball." He didn't have a comeback, and he was honestly starting to wonder how this kid knew so many pop culture references that he didn't.
"Good comeback, Will Ferrell", Isaiah let out a humorless breath, looking around for confirmation that his joke landed. "Okay, you know what? That one was a reach!" Jeremy snatched the ball from him, holding it behind his back as the kid tried to get it back from him. He leaned forward, getting on Isaiah's level, his tone even. "I don't know if all the Fortnite you play is rotting your brain or something, but if you don't get in line and start showing me a little respect, you're gonna get laughed off the court at tomorrow's game."
Isaiah gave him an cocky grin. "I'm surprised you know what Fortnite is, I didn't know they had it when Jesus was around, ya old man."
"J, don't." Kamal warned, having heard their entire conversation. He could tell that Jeremy was starting to get pissed off, and if provoked, namaste could quickly turn into something nama-nasty. "Its' fine, its' fine." Jeremy waived him off; he wasn't about to let anyone ruin his day today. "Fine, you don't wanna be a team player, everyone's getting punished." The smile dropped from Isaiah's face as Jeremy stood up, blowing his whistle that hung around his neck. "Laps, everyone!" There was a collective groan heard in the room as everyone slowly stood up.
"That's not fair!", Isaiah called out. "Yeah, yeah, they call you "Swiffer, lets see you swiffer this court as you run around it." Jeremy blew his whistle again.
"Its Swisher", Isaiah mumbled under his breath as he started running, catching up with the group.
"Dude, I could have sworn I told you about my date tonight", Jeremy turned back to Kamal, palming the basketball as the two of them made their way to the bleachers. "You did", Kamal chuckled, taking a sip from his water bottle, "I just love fuckin' with you."
"I can't believe you actually did it", Kamal chuckled as he sat down on the couch opposite Jeremy. He begrudgingly agreed to come over to Jeremy's place after practice and help him pick out an outfit for his date tonight, only because he could tell Jeremy was more nervous than usual. He pushed aside the money tree and bottles of unidentifiable "health" liquids that occupied Jeremy's coffee table. His apartment always smelled like dirt and patchouli oil, and even though he'd been over many times, he never got used to the scent.
"Why do you have zero faith in me? After all that we've been through." Jeremy sucked his teeth at his best friend as he leaned back, pulling out his phone. He'd been scrolling through your Instagram all morning, trying to get a feel for the kind of person you were. He didn't want to take you to Malibu if you were more of a Beverly Hills kind of girl, and he felt the pressure to make a good impression on you because the crush he had only grew with each passing day.
"Because I know you", Kamal interjected, "and I know that your breakup with Tati broke you. To be honest, I didn't think you were ever gonna get back out there." He pointed at the bottle that looked the least disgusting. "Can I try this?" Jeremy nodded, ruffling his curls with his fingers.
Talking about his last girlfriend, their relationship ending after five good years together, was still a sensitive subject for him. The way things ended left a lot to be desired, and he was really nervous about starting to date again. Still, he couldn't let on how hurt he still was, especially to Kamal, because he would never let him live it down.
"Listen, I broke up with her. We were just moving in to different directions. I was focused on my business and she..."
"Was focused on some other guys dick?" Kamal grimaced as the green juice hit his taste buds. He put the bottle down, spitting what was left in his mouth in a napkin. "What the fuck is in here? It tastes like ass."
Jeremy perked up, taking the bottle from the table. "Wheatgrass. I've been working on a new formula. Its supposed to be really good for your digestive system."
"You know its not supposed to taste the way it would come out, going in right?" Jeremy ignored his dig, his gaze focused on your latest story post. You were posing with your sister and nephew in the booth of a restaurant, red pleather seats behind you and a very distinctive donkey with a sombrero on in the very back corner. Jeremy couldn't shake the feeling that he recognized the place, but couldn't quite put his finger on exactly where.
Just as he pressed the red heart emoji on the screen, a notification fell down from the top of the screen.
You: How does Las Anitas on Olvera Street sound tonight? Its my favorite restaurant
Jeremy couldn't help the smile that formed on your face at the cute emojis you overused in your text. He replied that he'd swing by your place to pick you up at 8pm before looking back up at Kamal.
"What?" Jeremy tipped his head at Kamal who was grinning ear to ear. "Nothing", he shook his head, taking another sip of the drink, and suppressing a gag at the taste once again, "its just nice to see you smiling. Good change of pace."
Jeremy could feel his face heat up with embarrassment, but he couldn't deny that Kamal was right. "See this is what I'm talking about. If we could just be open and vulnerable with each other, we could be even better f-". Kamal gave Jeremy a look of disgust as he pushed himself to his feet. "Fuck no, man, I told you about that "therapy" shit, I'm not tryna hear that."
"I feel like you're not giving it a chance!" Jeremy called out to him, his focus still on his phone, mindlessly scrolling through your feed.
"So, you're going out with a hippie?", your older sister, Nikki asked as she plopped herself down on your bed. You sighed as you stood in front of your bedroom mirror, putting your finishing touches on your outfit. Jeremy was supposed to arrive any minute, and you were growing increasingly nervous with each passing second. It'd been a while since you'd been on a date, and you weren't much for relationships, so you didn't have a lot of experience with flirting or carrying small talk.
"He's not a hippie", you giggled, leaning forward and touching up your lip-gloss. "He's just health conscious, and he seems sweet."
"Yeah, give it a couple months and you'll be moving to his commune and stop shaving your legs and wearing deodorant." You gave your sister a look through the mirror, a laugh escaping her lips when she noticed you. "That's not his vibe. He's from Beverly Hills." You were about to carry on when you heard a knock on the door. You might have been a little too eager when you ran past Mattias, who was playing video games on the couch.
Jeremy gave you a mega-watt smile when you opened the door, your stomach full of butterflies when you saw how good he looked outside of his gym clothes.
"Y-you look beautiful", Jeremy stuttered over his words as his eyes roamed your body. "Thanks", you felt your face heat up at his compliment. "Come in, I'm almost ready."
You left Jeremy at the entrance while you ran to your room to grab your purse and slip on your shoes. Jeremy felt uncomfortable, taking in the immaculately kept apartment, full of family mementos and vintage furniture pieces. "What's up Mattias?" Jeremy greeted the 12 year old, who only returned a nod, his focus on the TV.
"So, you're the hippie." Your sister strolled into the living room. She was a single mom, with a past of rough relationships and a bitter baby daddy of her own, so she was always skeptical of every man she came across. Jeremy opened his mouth to defend himself, but you interrupted just in time, pushing him through the door.
"Please ignore my sister, Nikki, she doesn't have any house training." Mattias pushed past the two of you out the front door and ran toward his bike hooked up to the rack out front of the building. "Where are you going?", you asked, confused as to why he'd be leaving after 8pm.
"I'm going to Isaiah's house, we're gonna play hoops.", he threw over his shoulder as he mounted his bike. "You better be back before 10!", you called after him as Jeremy guided you to the car.
Jeremy was still "automobile challenged" ever since he broke up with Tatiana, so he had to practically beg Kamal to use his car, finally breaking him down to borrow the Honda after Jeremy agreed to watch Drew three date nights in a row.
You stood at the passenger side while he struggled to open the rusted door, finally getting it open after a hard pull, stumbling back. "Sorry", he mumbled under his breath with a chuckle as he jogged over to the drivers side, and you slid into the passenger seat. The engine sputtered as Jeremy tried to turn the key, a hard metal scratching sound shook the car. "Sorry", he repeated, his face bright red. Finally the engine turned over-
You covered your ears as music blared through the speakers, lyrics flooding the car as Jeremy frantically tried to find the stereo volume button.
🎶I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body🎶
He punched the "off" button, making you jump. "Sorry." Third time was the charm, even with apologies.
"Ed Sheeran, huh?", you giggled, playfully pushing him in the shoulder. You could visibly see him relax, his shoulders falling down from his ears, as he realized that you were pretty chill and he didn't have to work so hard to impress you.
"Dude, I don't know about this." Mattias sized up the chain link fence in front of him, at least twice his height. It was pitch black, the only light source coming from the flashlight he had in his hand. He looked out to the bright neon sign of the gas station a couple feet away in front of him. Isaiah gave him a push, a few of his other teammates behind him cheering him on. "If you wanna be a part of the team, you've gotta do this."
Growing up, Mattias always had a hard time making friends. He was a really shy kid, and it didn't help that his mom had him moving around all of Southern California, never putting roots down for more than a couple months. By sixth grade, he'd been at his fifth school, and finally his mom promised that he'd be here for a long time. When you moved in to help pay some of the bills and help raise Mattias, he finally felt like he'd found a home, and this time, he was determined to make friends.
The basketball team was his saving grace, because he was spending a lot of time with kids his age, and for the most part they were pretty nice. Isaiah was definitely the leader of the crew, and Mattias felt he had to impress him, which was why he was currently about to jump a fence.
"C'mon, Matti, do it!", his friends edged him on. "C'mon, unless you're a pussy", Isaiah spit out. The was enough to get Mattias going, who jumped onto the chain link fence and hoisted himself over the metal bars, easily jumping down to the other side. "Aren't you guys coming?"
Isaiah and the rest of the group avoided eye contact, no one else working to make their way over the fence too. "No, this is part of the initiation. You have to go into that gas station and steal something without getting caught." Mattias could feel his stomach start to churn. "You do that, you're in the group."
"I don't wanna do that. I'll get in trouble." Mattias could only imagine the look on yours and his mom's face if he was brought home in a cop car. "We all had to do it, so you have to, too. Unless you're scared", Isaiah teased in a sing-song tone, letting out an evil chuckle. He was torn. He was desperate to make friends, but getting caught would for sure get him grounded for the next year and his mom would pull him from the team.
"Do it! Do it! Do it!" Mattias heard the chants behind him as he contemplated his next move. He got a running start, sprinting across the empty field until he reached the edge of the gas station lot. He looked to the right and left of him and made sure that no one saw him enter the convenience store.
He would just make sure he didn't get caught.
So far, the date was going pretty well. You actually enjoyed hearing Jeremy talk about his holistic smoothie business, and it definitely didn't hurt that he was really easy on the eyes.
"So this is your favorite restaurant?", Jeremy switched topics, noticing you staring at him. He was staring at you too, but how could he not, you were fucking gorgeous.
"Yeah, its the first place I came to when I moved here to live with my sister and nephew, and now we come here all the time. Mostly birthday's and celebrations, but its become our spot, ya know?" You gave him a soft smile.
"Are you not originally from LA?" Jeremy asked as he played with the plastic menu in his hands. He already knew the answer, that you were originally from Texas, having practically stalked your social media to prepare for this date, but he wasn't going to let on that he knew that. "No, I'm originally from Houston. Didn't think I'd ever live in LA, but its actually not that bad if you can get past the traffic."
As you continued to talk about your career as a nurse, and the closest thing to your heart, your family, you could see that Jeremy was a little distracted, constantly glancing over your right shoulder. It kind of hurt to think that maybe he thought you were boring and not worth listening to. After the third look past you, you interrupted his eye line, snapping your fingers at him. "Something wrong? Am I boring you?", you ended with a giggle, to soften the blow of your accusation.
Jeremy's throat went dry as he looked at the other side of the restaurant. He'd recognize her anywhere, even her side profile. He was 99% sure that Tatiana was in the same restaurant, on a date with another guy.
"Fuck", he shot out under his breath, but you heard him. "What's going on?", you looked around the room, trying to figure out what had him so upset.
Jeremy remembered where he recognized the red leather booths and the donkey with the sombrero now. This was where he and Tatiana had their first date. His face somehow simultaneously went white and red, his cheeks a bright pink.
"Jeremy, are you okay? You don't look so good." Your voice snapped him back to reality. What the hell was he doing? He was on a date with a gorgeous woman, someone he was lucky to get the attention of, and he was still hung up on on ex. He just needed to get it-
He ducked behind the menu, shielding his face as Tatiana and the mystery guy walked past toward the exit. You pulled up your menu as well, getting level with him. "Who are we hiding from? Do you have warrants out or something?" You were half joking, half hoping he'd tell you no. He ignored your line of questioning, peeking out the side of the shield.
"Jeremy, is that you?" Tatiana stopped at the table when she recognized the brunette. "Uh, no sorry. You must have me mixed up with someone else." Jeremy lowered his voice an octave, a terrible disguise of his voice.
"Jeremy, I know that's you. Why are you hiding?" Tatiana was dancing around the table trying to get a good look at him, but Jeremy was just as quick. After a few seconds she gave up.
"Sorry, I guess I had the wrong person", Tatiana murmured with frustration and kept walking to the exit.
"I think you're in the clear", you said as you watched the door close behind her. Jeremy sat up and adjusted his jacket and hair as if that scene didn't just happen. "So I was thinking of getting the enchiladas, no meat, just beans. What're you gonna get?"
You burst out laughing, garnering the attention of the tables around you. Jeremy looked at you with a deadpan face, his lips in a tight line.
"Ok. So we're just gonna pretend like you didn't do a "She's The Man" with that girl?"
"I don't know what you're talking about", Jeremy replied timidly, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck.
"Listen, its okay. If I saw my ex, I'd probably react the same way." You placed a sympathetic hand on top of his, gently brushing your fingers over his knuckles. "How did you know?". Jeremy was beyond embarrassed for his actions, but at no point did he think he'd run into Tatiana again, and the emotions from seeing her hit him like a ton of bricks.
"I guessed she was either a stalker or an ex, and she was way too pretty to be your stalker, no offense."
Jeremy chuckled, grabbing your hand and gently squeezing it a few times affectionately. You felt a warmth through out your body, and it was like the room was empty, except for the two of you. Suddenly, you were noticing things about him you hadn't seen before. How soft his blue eyes were, the creases that formed in the corner of his eyes whenever he smiled, how cute his freckles were, the dimple. He made you feel safe and beautiful in a way that no guy had in a very long time.
"Do you wanna get out of here?", you whispered. Jeremy's eyebrows rose at the suggestion, but you smirked at him, taming his excitement. "I know a taco stand close to my place. A lot less likely to run into any exes there." You rose and slipped your jacket on, Jeremy right behind you. As he rose from his seat, his back pocket buzzed. "I'll be right there", me motioned to you as you headed to the car.
A photo of him and Kamal together at the championship game illuminated the screen as he pressed answer.
"Hey Kamal, I'm pretty busy right now." Jeremy paused as he listened to a frenzied Kamal on the other line. "Hey, okay, don't worry. I'll be right there."
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Breaking Point
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AN: angst ahead and this takes place a few years after Through Thick and Thin 🤭
Synopsis: Jeremy has been lying to you and sneaking behind your back playing basketball when he promised you that he would quit and find a stable job to take care of the both of you. When a certain video comes across your timeline on instagram, you reach your breaking point and your patience has run out
Pairing: Jeremy x Reader (WMCJ)
Requested by: The treacherous twin @harlowsbby 😘💕
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You and your boyfriend were sitting on the couch having a quiet night inside and you were scrolling through your phone while he was talking about one of his new clients that he was working with at the gym named Kamal and getting him to do the 30 day detox program and had his head laying in your lap. You had heard of him since just about everyone who lived in your area knew who he was and you were excited to meet him on Saturday for his son’s birthday party since Jeremy spoke so highly of him.
Just then you caught sight of a video of Jeremy and Kamal playing basketball over on the east side and you felt your heart rate pick up and your face getting hot from anger. You had to take a second to breathe because you were two seconds away from letting him have it.
“Baby, did you hear me?” Jeremy asked and you promptly slid him off of your lap to sit next to him and you were simply staring at him.
“Do you have something that you want to tell me?” You asked and he was looking at you dumbfounded.
“No, I don’t think so. What day is it? It’s Thursday, right? Did I forget something?”
You simply turned your phone around to let him look at it and he suddenly got a look of panic on his face.
“So you mean to tell me that you have been fucking lying to my face this entire time?!” You said while getting up and crossing your arms.
“Wait, baby let me explain.”
“Explain WHAT? Now you’re playing basketball for money? WITH KAMAL? 30 day detox program MY ASS. I cannot believe you fucking lied to me. WE NEVER LIE TO EACH OTHER JEREMY! NEVER! AS UNDERSTANDING OF A PERSON THAT I AM?!”
“Y/N, I know you’re mad, but…”
“You don’t know SHIT! I am so fucking tired of being the only one making money in this house with a steady income! And here you are fucking gambling the little bit of money that we do have saved because how the fuck else are you doing it and entering competitions?”
“WHY CAN’T YOU LET ME HAVE THIS?! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME! AND I ALWAYS TAKE CARE OF YOU, ALWAYS!”
“You take care of me with what? THE FUCKING EBT CARD? Baby, I want you to be SAFE! That is my main concern! Do you remember when I found you on the FLOOR after your last surgery because you tried to get up by yourself and your knee gave out? What if it happens again and it’s worse, huh? What will happen if you have to get surgery again? HOW THE FUCK ARE WE GOING TO PAY FOR IT WHEN NEITHER OF US HAVE HEALTH INSURANCE?! AND I WON’T HAVE IT UNTIL I GET A BETTER PAYING JOB WITH BENEFITS! WE ARE BARELY FUCKING SURVIVING…. BARELY!”
“This might be the only shot that I have left to get into the league and I’m going to fucking take it!”
“You are addicted to popping pills no matter how much I try to get you to stop and you most definitely lied about that to me also saying that you were done when I found the bottle yesterday, you have had multiple surgeries and you’re pushing 30 years old and you honestly think that the goal is still going to become a reality? How can we build for our future if you are still living in a fantasy land?! I’m holding on because I don’t want to leave you behind but WAKE THE FUCK UP!”
All Jeremy did was look at you in disbelief before slipping on his slides and grabbing his keys.
“Go ahead, run away like you always fucking do. You’re so scared of me telling you the truth. You need to hear it whether you like it or not. Why can’t you see how much I love you and care about you?!” You said while looking at him and all he did was remain quiet.
“Now I’m beginning to think that you love basketball and popping pills more than you do me.”
“Don’t you ever say that out of your mouth EVER again.” He quietly muttered but all you did was shake your head and threw the pill bottle at him that you got from beneath the couch cushion since you found his hiding spot. He dodged it and it quickly hit the floor.
“Hmm, go ahead and pick it up because I know you want to. If you love me more than the pills, then you won’t.” Was all you said before he turned around and opened the front door to walk out.
Not even ten seconds later, the door was opening again and he quickly picked the pill bottle up off the floor and you just shook your head.
“So, this is what it’s come to? Grow the fuck up because you’re about to be a father and I absolutely REFUSE to bring a child into this mess.”
Jeremy left without another word and all you did was sigh as you sat back down on the couch with tears streaming down your face.
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It had been a total of three weeks and you haven’t spoken to Jeremy once since the two of you had that huge argument. You were currently staying with one of your best friends, Sadie and she was trying to convince you to hear him out.
“Go and talk to your man, it has literally almost been a damn month since the argument. He loves you more than life itself.”
“Sure doesn’t seem like it.”
“Y/N, come on. You know how much basketball means to him. Now look I am not defending him in any way, however just hear him out. He definitely shouldn’t have lied but I mean come on, if he had asked you there was no way in the world that you were going to say yes to him playing again.”
“Sadie, I’m just scared. This is exactly what I thought was going to happen. The surgeries not working and him trying to hold onto his dream by literal threads. I saw this coming ever since the first two surgeries didn’t work. I… my baby is addicted to popping pills. What if he overdoses and leaves me? Leaves us? I cannot fathom what I would do. I have been with him since I was 17.”
“And all your feelings are valid. But instead of telling me, you need to tell him that. It’s like he knows that he needs help but… I just can’t describe it. Y/N, you know good and well that the last thing he wants is to be addicted to pills. The last thing he would ever want to do is lose you. Just go talk to him. He has been blowing up your phone and MINE for that matter.”
All you did was nod before picking up your phone and sending him a text.
You- Baby, meet me at that new vegan restaurant in an hour
Not even two seconds later you got a response
Jeremy- Is this the part where we break up?
You- If you think that I would give up on you that easily, then you don’t know your girl very well
It was now 7 PM and Sadie had dropped you off at the restaurant and you were nervous. You just wanted for the two of you to be okay. You’ve overcome a lot in the past, but this had to be the one argument that you didn’t know your relationship could come back from.
You walked in to see him sitting at a table near the back and immediately made your way towards him. He spotted you and quickly hopped up and pulled your chair out for you.
“Thank you.” You said while looking up at him and he gave you a small smile before responding.
“Of course.”
He then went to sit back down in his seat across from you and the two of you were simply staring at each other.
Jeremy was the first one to break the silence.
“Umm, baby I missed you.” He said while grabbing both of your hands and your eyes immediately started to water.
“I missed you too.”
“I… I’m sorry for lying to you and I just wanted to hopefully make some money in order for us to save for our little one but I admit that I shouldn’t have done it. I was being reckless and I… I can’t take the thought of me losing you. You have been there for me more than anyone else has and no matter how much I tried to push you away you were always there when I needed you. I didn’t think about me getting hurt again and the last thing I want is to put you through that because I saw what it did to you too. You mean more to me than anything else in the world, more than basketball and definitely more than the pills and whatever I have to do to make you see that, I’ll do it.”
“I just worry about you so much. Deep down I know that you aren’t happy and… you have to do something for me if nothing else please do this.”
“Anything, baby. I’ll do absolutely anything for you. And being with you makes me happy.”
“I just love you so much but please get help about the pills. I cannot…. “
You took a deep breath before continuing knowing that you were about to cry.
“I don’t want to wake up without you by my side because you overdosed on them. What am I going to do without you? What am I going to tell our little boy? Daddy’s not here because he couldn’t see how much this dream was costing him his actual life?”
“I promise, I will. I’ve gotten so dependent on them and it’s just that it makes me not be able to feel anything and the last thing that I want to do is leave the two of you. I’m so sorry for everything that I’ve put you through and I’m going to prove to you that I won’t go back on my word.”
You simply nodded while wiping your tears away and it looked as if Jeremy had gotten a sharp pain in his knee and winced while leaning out of his chair.
“Ahh, shit, my knee.”
“Baby, what’s wrong?” You asked while attempting to stand up but he then looked up at you holding a ring in his hands as he was down kneeling on one knee.
“Y/N, I said all that to ask you if you would marry me?”
“Wait… how did you pay for this?” You asked while looking down at the pear shaped ring that you told him years ago that you wanted.
“Baby, don’t worry about it, just give me an answer.”
“If you can get yourself up off the floor without my help, I might consider it.”
“Whaaaat? Seriously? Baby, I have not one but two bad knees! Help me out!”
“Of course I’ll marry you silly! And come on you big baby.” You said as he slipped on your ring and you leaned down to help him up while giving him several kisses.
“Oh, shit. We’re really doing this aren’t we?” Jeremy asked and you simply laughed.
“Yeah, it looks like we are.”
Just then you got a text from Sadie and all you did was smile looking at it
Sadie- I already know what happened since I’m literally sitting across the room. NOW LET ME SEE THE RING!
“Through thick and thin, right?” Jeremy asked and you immediately smiled again.
“Through thick and thin, baby.”
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ICE BOUND❄️
A/N: finally managed to finish this fic and i personally love it so i hope you guys do to!!
BEFORE READING: look up what a one handed biellman is. Personally for Michael i envisioned Michael B jordan but feel free to envision whoever you’d like🫶🏾
DISCLAIMER: apologies in advance for the angst
Jeremy x Plus size! figure skater! reader
Being an ice skater was always a big dream of yours from a very young age. It wasn’t always easy especially being a bigger size compared to the average ice skater but you worked hard everyday to be where you are now. You had met Imani in high school and the two of you have been like sisters ever since. You were there when she first met Kamal and that unfortunately means you know his obnoxious friends Renzo and Speedy too. You were there when she had her son aka your favorite and only nephew. Which means you spoiled him absolutely rotten whenever you could, especially on his birthday. You had organized a major birthday party for him in the park with large bouncy houses and barbecue.
You noticed Kamal and Imani talking to a tall white guy you had never seen before while you were fixing up the gift table and they walked over with a new one. “Yo y/n this is Jeremy, Jeremy this is y/n, Imani’s best friend” Before Imani and Kamal could say anything else, they were called over by another family member.
“It’s nice to meet you” “It’s very nice to meet you too, you look very pretty.”
“Thank you, how come i’ve never met you before Jeremy” “Oh Kamal and I met recently, we I mean I play basketball with Renzo and Speedy and he’s been giving me some advice and stuff on that” Jeremy was completely overexplaining himself but he couldn’t help it. He was very nervous because of how pretty he thought you were.
“So you’ve met dumb and dumber” You joked, referring to Renzo and Speedy. The two of you laughed together until Renzo came over to annoy you like he always does. “Look who it is, Chubby bunny and Justin Bieber” “Renzo can you shut the fuck up” You said while rolling your eyes at his childishness. “Yo white boy, you tell her you a G-league reject yet?” “I’m not a G-League reject. I’m an athlete on hiatus due to health reasons.” Renzo patted Jeremy’s chest and sarcastically said “Yeah right” You rolled your eyes at him again but luckily this time he left. Or so you thought, he wasn’t next to Jeremy anymore but he was behind you and you had no idea.
Ignoring Renzo’s unnecessary comments towards him you decided to bring up the only part that seemed relevant based off of Jeremy’s reply. “So you’re an athlete?” “Something like that, yeah” He suddenly became bashful and it was one of the cutest things you’ve ever seen.
“Well that’s great, I'm actually an athlete myself!”
*Cough*”Sure don't look like one” *cough* Renzo mumbles VERY indiscreetly behind you. You turned aggressively and glared at him, scaring him enough to finally walk away and leave you and Jeremy alone. Jeremy kisses his teeth in annoyance. “Don’t listen to him, he's always an asshole” he says, trying to comfort you at Renzo’s offensive comment. But unknowingly to him, you were already used to not just Renzo’s but other people’s rude and unnecessary comments. Especially being a plus sized girl in a sport where skinny is the norm.
Shaking your head you tell him “No it’s fine, most people have their own idea of what an athlete is supposed to look like anyway.” you shrug it off.
“Plus i’ve known Renzo for way too long. I’m used to it.”
“Why don’t I come to one of your games? What team do you play for?”
You looked at him super confused until it hit you that Jeremy must’ve thought you played basketball. Quickly correcting him you reply “Oh no no I don't play basketball..or any kind of ball actually..” as you laugh awkwardly.
“So you…..” “Skate…i’m a figure skater”
Jeremy’s eyes go wide with excitement “No way, that’s cool as fuck.” “You do those crazy spins and stuff then. That’s super impressive.”
“I mean I suppose it is..” “Don’t be humble about it, that takes a lot of talent y/n”
“Thanks Jeremy” “I’d love to come watch you perform some day actually” He suggested and took a step closer to you. At first you were hesitant but I mean…he’s cute and he seems nice so far, what harm could it cause? Plus those bright blue eyes were very mesmerizing in the sunlight, how could you possibly say no?
“Yeah sure we’ll make that happen then.” You shrugged calmly but on the inside you were freaking out.
As agreed, Jeremy showed up to your next competition and the next…and the next and now he’d even show up to your practices. He found it mesmerizing how smooth you’d glide and how graceful you’d twirl. He was still getting over his fear of the big leaps and the jumps but he loved watching you do what you did best. After the second competition he attended he asked you out to dinner which led to the two of you laughing and conversing all night.
After the third competition you two shared your first kiss right outside your mom’s bakery. And yes your mom caught you two and she could not hide the excitement of finally meeting the boy you wouldn’t shut up about. Texts became daily and non stop between the two of you and so did casual drives and hangouts. Like right now you two were laying in his bed talking about his parents.
“So you’ve been living here since then all by your self?” “Uhm…not exactly. My ex, Tatiana lived with me for a while till we broke up.”
“Oh….you used to date Tati…..the ballerina?”
“The dancer, yeah. You know her?”
“Uhm no, not really.”
Now that was a lie. You and Tatiana went to the same elementary and dance classes when you were little. You even liked her a lot as a friend until she crushed your dreams of wanting to be an ice skater when you were 8. She even went as far as comparing you to a Chubby bunny, causing the nickname to stick around even after she switched schools.
You never saw Tatiana in person again but you definitely remember her.
“Are you guys still in touch?” “I mean we work at the same gym but we’re just civil now. Why?”
“Just wondering, Jer”
“Hmm. What about you then?” He asked you.
“What about me?”
“Who’s your ex? Is he some crazy ice skating olympian i gotta watch out for?” He said jokingly, making you both laugh.
“Not far off, he’s actually a crazy football player.”
Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut. “Please don’t tell me he’s in the NFL y/n.” You rolled your eyes playfully at his dramatics.
“Even if he was, I wouldn’t know Jer. He broke up with me a year before we graduated college and completely ghosted me so I have no idea.”
“Well that’s an asshole move.”
“Tell me about it.”
The mood in the room suddenly got sad and Jeremy wasn’t having it.
“Want me to order pizza? We can get your favorite toppings.”
If one thing made you happy aside from being on the ice it was food.
And just like that the mood was restored and the night went on perfectly.
It had been a couple days since youd seen Jeremy in person due to long practices while also helping your mom with her deliveries. Today you finished said deliveries a bit early and had a special batch that your mom had made specially for Jeremy. You knew these were the hours he was usually at the gym so you drove straight to there.
Walking into the gym with the tupperware and a big smile on your face excited to see your favorite basketball playing hippie. Your excitement decreased the moment you spotted him though. There he was, being a bit more than just civil with you guessed it, Tatiana. Her hand was on his arm and they were both laughing very amicably. A million thoughts started racing through your brain but before you could escape, Tati noticed you standing at the door and pointed you out to Jeremy.
Once he turned around to see you standing there his smile somehow grew even bigger than it already was. Jeremy started making his way towards you but felt like walking was taking too long so he did a little awkward jog.
“Hey pretty, I didn’t know you were coming” He wrapped his long arms around you in a crushing hug only to realize you weren’t squeezing him back like you normally would.
Pulling away he noticed the tupperware box in your hand. “I just wanted to bring you these vegan cookies my mom made, she wanted you to try them before she adds them to her inventory at the bakery” Is what you said as simple as possible while trying to hide your true feelings of what you saw when you walked in but your bluntness and lack of usual excitement was suspicious to Jeremy.
Regardless, he took the tupperware from your hands when you handed it to him but couldn’t help and double check on you.
“That’s so sweet of her, are you sure you’re okay?” “Yeah im totally cool but I gotta get going”
Rushing out of the gym you hear him yell “I’ll text you after your practice!!” without looking back so he wouldn’t see your teary eyes you yell back saying “No need, its gonna be a late one!”
It wasn’t a total lie, you did go to practice but it wasn’t a scheduled one. You just wanted to get your mind off of your own insecurities for a bit while also practicing a certain move you just couldn’t get down. Staying true to the distracting yourself part, hours had gone by and you didn’t even notice.
After trying the one-handed biellman for what felt like the thousandth time and failing, you frustratedly sat on the floor angrily. “Don’t beat yourself up too bad, you almost had it” You jumped a little because you were not expecting to see anyone else at the rink and you were also in your own world until he spoke. It was none other than your once skating partner, Michael. “I’m embarrassed you even saw that, how long have you been standing there?” You still didn’t even bother standing up from your slumped position on the cold ground. “I forgot my charger in the locker room so I came back to get it and then I saw you getting frustrated.” “Want some advice?” “I’ll take all the help I can get Mike” “Say less, c’mon get up” He put his ice skates on and joined you on the ice.
After four consistent tries with Michael’s advice you were finally able to do the spin successfully. Out of pure joy and excitement you both hugged each other with laughs of relief and pride.
“Ahem” The sudden sound made you both turn to the direction of its source to find Jeremy standing there looking quite upset. “So this is why you left in such a hurry and didn’t wanna text me back?” He had his arms spread out to really show you that he was angry. Michael immediately got the message and decided it was time for him to leave. Once Michael was finally away from both of you’s vicinity he repeated his question since you had yet to answer. “So this is what you’re doing now?” At this point you had skated closer to him and you were eye to..almos eye. “What are you even talking about?” Was all you could ask, what did he mean by ‘this’? “You get all weird from me talking to Tati but you’re allowed to be in a rink alone with some buff ass dude?” his voice was slowly raising and he was visibly turning pink.
How did he figure out it was about Tatiana, did she tell him that she knew me?
“Hello?” “That is not the same Jeremy” “HOW IS IT NOT THE SAME Y/N?” Him raising his voice was your final straw, the tears you had been holding back came flooding down along with your insecure thoughts.
“UNLIKE YOU, NOT ALL MEN THAT TRY TO TALK TO ME WANT ME JEREMY.” Jeremy the oh so clueless was oblivious to everything that you have noticed during the few months of you two being together.
“That’s not true” He shook his head in disagreement.
“YES IT IS TRUE, YOURE JUST TOO OBLIVIOUS TO NOTICE IT, EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU GO OUT WITH ME SOME GIRL BLATANTLY FLIRTS WITH YOU AS IF IM NOT THERE”
“PEOPLE DONT APPROACH ME THE WAY THEY DO YOU OKAY SO ITS NOT THE SAME”
“YOU COULD LEAVE ME FOR SOME BETTER LOOKING GIRL ANY MOMENT LIKE EVERY OTHER GUY HAS, SO FORGIVE ME FOR TRYING TO PROTECT MY OWN FEELINGS”
Even after months of knowing you and being with you Jeremy had never seen you this hurt and angry before. You are the most soft spoken and calmest person he had ever been close to so to say he was shocked was an understatement. Along with his shock came speechlessness. All he could do was stare at you apologetically, full of regret for not putting himself in your shoes. He thought that he could think of the right words to fix things and get your relationship back to where it was a few days ago but the next words that came out of your mouth felt like a knife being twisted into his chest. The tears in his eyes mirrored yours. “I think what we had was fun but I don’t think we should continue whatever this was” “y/n don’t say that” “I’m sorry Jeremy”
Without even giving him a chance to defend his case, you skated off to the locker rooms leaving him to sulk in his heartbreak.
While you cried in the locker room, Jeremy decided to leave and give you some space. Deciding against driving all the way home with how much he was crying, he went to the person he knew could help him get you back. After three knocks on the door Kamal opened it to find Jeremy. He was surprised at his sudden visit only to become worried once Jeremy looked up and he noticed the sniffling, red nose and face covered in tears. “Yo what are you doing here? wait are you crying?” Jeremy was already so exhausted from crying that he only felt like saying the minimum. “Can I please talk to Imani? y/n just broke up with me and I don’t even know how to fix this”
Noting Jeremy’s distress Kamal decided that he’d leave his curiosity for another time. “Yeah..yeah sure, come in, I'll get her.” After offering Jeremy a seat at the dinner table Imani decided it was best to help him calm down first. “Would you like some tea Jeremy?” “Uh yeah some tea would be nice” He replied. “Okay what kind of tea would you like?”
Jeremy thought about it then simply said “I’ll just take the hottest one”
To which Imani just stared blankly in confusion. She still questioned why you were so fascinated by this goofy white boy. “….Okay” shaking her head Imani left to make him some tea.
Once Jeremy took a couple sips of the tea and had calmed down quite a bit, Imani decided to initiate the conversation that Jeremy suddenly seemed to be avoiding.
“Okay so what’s up with you and y/n? I thought everything was cool with you two”
“i don't know what went wrong so fast, she saw me with Tati at work and started acting all reserved. She wouldn't text me back for hours so I went to the rink and that's when I found her with some buff ass guy” “You mean Michael?” “I don’t know his name” Jeremy shrugged “Was he fine as hell?”At Jeremy’s offended stare Imani confirmed that it indeed, was Michael. “Sorry, go on” “As I was saying, I saw her with some buff ass guy and I may or may not have shown some jealousy”
Knowing you,Imani had more than an inkling that there was more to the story. “And?” “And that's when she lost it. I mean I had no idea she felt that way Imani. I would've done anything to reassure her from those thoughts if I knew” Jeremy’s voice had gotten more trembly the more he thought about how hurt you were during the argument. He decided to end his story there, not wanting to cry his eyes out in front of your best friend at her dinner table.
Imani could see that you meant a lot to Jeremy. She may not understand your attraction to the guy but you meant a lot to her too and that is something that her and the curly headed white boy had in common. She couldn’t believe that she was about to help him get back in your good graces but here goes nothing. She took a deep sigh and repositioned herself. “Listen Jeremy it’s not your fault, y/n has a lot of insecurities she’s still working on that have nothing to do with you. However, I haven’t seen her this confident and happy in a minute so you must've been doing something right.” She encouraged him. But Jeremy was already wallowing in guilt. “Yeah well that didn’t last very long did it” “Look, what i'm saying is…you gotta be honest and straight up with y/n about your feelings. Tell her how you really feel and what you really think. Never leave anything up for assumption with y/n, that’s one advice i'll give you. You didn’t hear this from me but that girl loves your pale ass. So go get your girl NSYNC” “ I actually prefer Justin Timberlake” “Jeremy..” “Yes?” “Get the fuck out of my house and go get y/n back” “Yes ma’am”
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GONZAGA JEREMY:
This work is based off of Jeremy from WMCJ.
Spokane, Washington wasn’t exactly where you thought you’d end up going to college but life always had a funny way of surprising you.
You were usually the shy type, kept to yourself a lot, and didn’t want to cause a scene. Jeremy was the opposite, his energy demanded the attention of everyone around him. It wasn’t because he asked for it or even wanted it (for anything other than basketball), his energy was just magnetic.
You were assigned as lab partners during one of your prerequisite courses and you were nervous initially.
He was tall, funny, and easy to look at which made it so hard to focus and he was charming, oh so charming. You had a small crush on him, but you never made it known. You were the opposite versions of one another which made you apprehensive.
“Y/N?” He chuckled, his blue eyes still distinct through his goggles.
“Sorry,” you smiled as you handed him the scalpel.
“No sweat” he shrugged as he cut open the lifeless organism you were working on, the both of you squeamish at the sight.
“Jeremy?” You looked at him as the color drained out of his face, his legs buckled and he fell to the ground. The teacher thought he was joking at first, it wasn’t until the pure panic on your face was evident that the professor called for a campus nurse.
When the class ended you waited with Jeremy who was wildly embarrassed but overall okay.
“You didn’t have to wait with me” he blushed, pushing up the ice pack that was now wrapped around his head.
“I wanted to” you hummed, reaching up to reposition the ice pack for him.
“This isn’t going to affect your game on friday right?” You worried, knowing how much basketball meant to him.
“If I’m still playing after this” he pointed to the scar on his knee, “a bruised forehead is nothing.”
You had never noticed the scar, and he recognized the worry on your face.
“Torn ACL” he clarified before stopping to slide a infrapatellar strap across his knee.
“Does it still hurt?”
“Not at all! I just have to be weary of it.” He smiled. “However, I think you owe me smalls. I mean I did faint on your behalf” he grinned.
He had started calling you that when you got paired up together, you argued that anyone was “small” in comparison to him but you secretly liked the nickname.
“I owe you huh? How is it my fault you’re squeamish?” You smirked as the two of you walked down the hallway together.
“You owe me because you would’ve done the same thing but I saved you the embarrassment” he chuckled and you giggled knowing he was right.
“Come to my game?” He blushed, his hands were notably trembling.
“Of course! Its only right since I owe you! ” You smiled as you two went your separate ways. Truthfully you planned on going before he had asked you but you weren’t going to admit that.
When friday came along you and your two close friends Jordyn and Adrienne went to the game. The three of you found a spot on the bleachers to sit while the game started.
When the players entered the stadium the crowd went wild.
“So what guy has you showing up and dragging us to basketball games?” Adrienne snorted as she watched your eyes light up.
“You really have to ask that?” Jordyn teased as Jeremy spotted you in the crowd, smiling and giving you a wave.
“You guys! Stop ” you scoffed and playfully rolled your eyes, before waving back at Jeremy.
“Wow! You got Jeremy’s attention huh?” Adrienne chuckled. “Nobody has ever got that man to focus on anything other than shooting hoops.”
You couldn’t help but smile knowing maybe you had changed that for him.
When the game was over you waited for Jeremy, outside the locker room. Your friends kept a safe distance away from you.
“Hey!” He walked over to you, his curls were sweaty and pushed back with a bandeau headband. You could tell he was exhausted by the way his eyes looked and the way his gym bag was falling off his shoulder. He changed out of his uniform, he was still wearing shorts but he had socks pulled up to his very defined muscle-toned calves. He had some slides on and a college basketball hoodie.
“Hi,” your eyes scanned him before you giggled as he gave you a big hug. “You’re really good Jer!”
“Thank you. My goal is to be the next Steve Nash. Just maybe not Canadian” he rambled a lot especially when he was nervous but you found it charming. You giggled at his awful joke nonetheless.
He smiled wide, it didn’t take long for him to notice your giggling friends standing in the distance. He motioned for them to come over to you and they didn’t hesitate.
“Hey, Jeremy!” Jordyn waved and Adrienne shyly smiled.
“Hey! So, me and some of the guys are going to go eat at this local vegan place off campus, do you three wanna come?”
“Vegan?” Your brows furrowed.
“I promise the options are endless” he wanted you to come but he didn’t want to be pushy. “We go a lot because Marcus is a vegan. He’s super health conscious ” he pointed to his friend who waved at the three of you.
“I’m down!” Adrienne replied and Jordyn agreed.
“Do you guys wanna ride with me? Or I can text you the address?”
“Text me?” You smiled and he nodded, before joining his friend group and telling you he’d see you in a few minutes.
“So Jeremy huh?” Jordyn giggled and you did too.
“He’s really cute right?” You bit your lip as the three of you giggled as you walked out to Adrienne’s car.
“And he’s definitely going pro” Adrienne chimed in.
“No doubt” you smiled.
That night changed everything, the dynamic between you and Jeremy was no longer awkward lab partners. The two of you quickly became inseparable, joined by your friends a lot of the time but inseparable regardless.
You spent time at the court with him practicing, you went to all of his games, even the away games. You never expected to be the girl who would make custom shirts with his jersey number on it, but there you were sitting in the stands rocking a bedazzled number 13.
Jeremy was no doubt going to make it big, you knew he was made for this, some would say even “born” for this. You didn’t care so much about his career, you just loved Jeremy for who he was and who you were when you were with him.
He had two more games this season, one home game and one away game. Tonight being the home game, Jeremy was abnormally nervous and you couldn’t pinpoint why.
“Are you okay?” You asked as the two of you walked hand-in-hand towards the stadium.
“I wasn’t going to tell you because I didn’t want it to be a big deal but- “ he was grinning, which was a good sign. He let go of your hand and was procrastinating by taking a sip of his kombucha that Marcus had no doubt recommended.
“Tell me!” You poked at his side knowing he was ticklish.
“Baby!” He chuckled, holding your hand away from him with his free hand. “You almost made me spit out my kombucha!”
“Good! It’s stinky anyway” you teased making him roll his eyes at you. He put the lid on it and threw the bottle into a nearby trash.
“Tonight’s game and next weekends game will have some NBA scouts” he whispered but you screamed making him laugh as you jumped into his arms.
“Baby! Shhh!” He chuckled as he swung you around, your legs gravitating to his waist immediately. The two of you kissed , not caring who was around.
“I got a heads up from coach but not everyone did” he whispered and you nodded, kissing him once more before jumping down from his waist.
“I like when you wrap your legs around me like that” he smirked as you walked into the stadium.
“Save that energy for after you get this win” you teased before you went your separate ways.
Jeremy showed out as always, the game went well and you spotted the NBA scouts almost immediately. You tried to keep an eye on them, hoping you’d notice of they were watching Jeremy but you couldn’t necessarily tell.
The last game of the season was the following weekend, Jeremy‘s parents both decided to come and watch and you luckily brought Jordyn with you as you four sat together.
Jeremy’s parents were just like him, down to earth and very kind people. His dad was always really hard on him, but Jeremy assured you it was just “tough love.”
Jeremy seemed off to you, he had came inside and walked over to the bleachers with everybody prior to the game. He was dripping in sweat, his hands were clammy, and even his mom pointed out that some thing seemed off.
Jeremy hadn’t told them about the talent scouts, he didn’t want the added layer of intimidation as he was trying to focus. He asked if he could talk to you privately before the game so you followed him into the hallway.
“What’s wrong Jer?” You knew something didn’t feel right.
“I’m freaking out, I can’t do this y/n.” The genuine look of fear, and panic was painted across his face. “ I’m going to fuck everything up.”
“Jeremy, baby, that’s just the anxiety talking” you softly grabbed his face, making him look at you.
“I don’t know. Something doesn’t feel right about today.” He swallowed, sweat dripping from his hair and down his face.
“Baby, you got this! You’re the best player out there!” You kissed him and he suddenly felt okay again. He checked the time and told you he had to go, kissing you one last time before you joined everyone else again.
“Is he alright?” Jeremy’s mom was worried noticing he didn’t seem like his usual self.
“Just nerves” you smiled as you sat back down beside Jordyn.
The game was going well, Jeremy’s team was winning and the other team was growing noticeably frustrated at that.
Jeremy had seemed to rid himself of all the nerves he had felt earlier in the day, being the person making most of the shots.
It wasn’t until the third quarter that everything went wrong, Jeremy went to shoot the ball but was purposely sabotaged by a member on the other team. When he went to jump, the other player got rough with him causing Jeremy to fall.
It was the fall, heard round the stadium.
You felt like you couldn’t physically hear his bones cracking, which wasn’t true in the slightest but you knew something was terribly wrong when the stadium grew silent.
The game was halted and the coach, players and referees were crowded around him. Jeremy’s parents, Jordyn and yourself made your way to the court as fast as possible.
Jeremy was on the ground, rocking back-and-forth as he held his knee. His entire face was red, the veins in his neck prominent as he tried to control the pain.
Everything felt like a blur, you initially assumed he was holding the knee that had been previously injured.
“It’s his other knee” his dad gasped and you realized he was right.
The medical staff made everyone make room, they helped Jeremy onto a stretcher. He was in so much pain that he couldn’t speak and you and Jordyn agreed to ride with his parents to the hospital.
After an hour Jeremy was stable and on enough medication that he wasn’t in any immediate pain.
You urged his parents to go see him first of course leaving you and Jordyn to wait in the waiting room.
“Does this mean he can’t…?” Jordyn was afraid to ask.
“I don’t know” you sadly replied. “Jeremy will be heartbroken, if this means…” you didn’t want to say the words either.
When Jeremy’s parents finally came out of the room you could tell they had been crying. His mom told you his room number and Jordyn agreed to stay with his parents.
“Jer?” You turned the corner to room 219.
“In here” he mumbled, his voice still groggy from the medicine.
“Jeremy, baby! I’m so glad you’re okay” you kissed him but he didn’t reciprocated, so you assumed it was the medication.
“I’m not okay” he replied coldly.
“I mean, I know you’re not okay but I just mean-“
“You mean what? You’re glad I’m not dead? I didn’t get into an accident. I tore my ACL. A fucking second time” he was clearly upset, but you had no idea why it seemed directed at you.
“Jeremy? I know that. I was just worried about you and said the wrong thing” you mumbled, feeling silly now.
“You know this entire thing is your fault right?” His eyes that usually looked at you with adoration seemed so cold and uninviting.
“My fault? I didn’t trip you Jer- what are you taking about?”
“I told you something was off and you forced me to play anyway. I should’ve followed my gut. This is your fault.” He was silently crying now.
The repeated sentence or blame was killing you inside.
“I didn’t force you to do anything! You don’t mean that” your lip quivered and your voice cracked.
“I do.”
“Jeremy, that’s not fair.”
“I think we should break up. I never want to see you again” a single tear fell from his eyes.
“Jeremy? Stop!”
“Go! Leave!”
You were in shock and devastated. You left the room with tears running down your face.
Jeremy hated knowing he hurt you but with no chance in sight of a basketball career ahead he felt like he was saving you the embarrassment in the long run.
“Who wants to be with a loser like me anyway?” He mumbled to himself before crying until he fell asleep.
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Jeremy concept: philosophical discussions 😘💕
"If I were a worm would you still love me?" Jeremy asked Vanessa, as he kissed down her back.
"Ew no." She grimaced. "Maybe I'll keep you in a compost bin."
"Oh, I see." He said, getting up to change.
Vanessa eyed him as he put on his clothes. He sat back on the bed and tended to his knees. She laughed at his dramatics. She waited a few seconds for him to collect himself, but he didn't. He rubbed some pomada and used her massage gun.
"Jer," she said, kneeling in between his legs. She cupped his face and sponged kisses all over. "Hypothetical questions are stupid. Why are you so focused on the what if instead of living in the present. I love you as you, Jer."
"I know you love me as this hot piece of ass, but I thought our love was strong enough for you not care about looks."
"Would you love me if I was a worm?" Vanessa asked.
"Yes, I'd buy one if those terraniums so I can take you wherever I go."
"You better start selling your off brand herba life then because those can get pricy." She said.
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What You Heard (WMCJ)
“Did you hear Jeremy is supposedly cheating on Y/N with Tatiana?”
“Wait wasn’t Tatiana his ex-girlfriend though? The one that left him?” You furrowed your eyebrows as you listened to whoever it was talking about Jeremy and Yourself.
You were at the gym Jeremy had dropped you off before he went and met up with Kamal and the guys for a bit but if you knew you were going to be the topic of conversation at the gym you would’ve stayed home.
“I mean that’s what Tatiana told me last night Jeremy went out with her and said he’d be willing to sneak around with her-.” You couldn’t bare to hear anything else they were going to say and you didn’t care if they saw you, you quickly busted out of the bathroom stall as the two girls jumped and watched you leave through the mirror.
“Next time ima definitely check and make sure nobody I’m talking about is in here.” The blonde haired girl said.
You wiped the tears threatening to fall from your eyes and stormed out of the gym. You didn’t want to believe rumors from other people but I mean Jeremy was out late last night, he had said he got caught up playing ball with Kamal and the guys.
You went to call Jeremy so he’d come pick you up from the gym but opted out and walked to Kamal and Imani’s. You weren’t ready to deal or even see Jeremy yet luckily they didn’t live that far from the gym.
Luckily Imani was already outside playing with her son when she heard footsteps approaching she instantly relaxed upon seeing you but the worries quickly rushed back to her face when she noticed you had been crying.
“What’s going on? Did something happen to Jeremy.” She worriedly asked and took the three of you back inside. “Baby go play over there with my phone yeah? Ima talk to Y/N.” You smiled at her son and he smiled back before running to his bean bag chair Jeremy had gotten him and playing on the phone.
“It’s just.” You groaned and tossed your head back. “Jeremy dropped me off at the gym earlier and I guess I overheard some of Tatiana’s friends saying that Jeremy is seeing her again behind my back? I don’t know if it’s true or not I just.. I don’t know what to do.”
Imani was livid she loved you like a sister and if this was true trust she was going to pop Jeremy knee’s right back in place. “Have you talked to him about it babe? I mean I’m sure it isn’t true. Jeremy loves you I know he does.” Imani stood up and fixed the two of you some tea.
“I don’t know Imani last night he said he was going out with Kamal but the girls in the bathroom were saying that Jeremy was with Tatiana.” Imani’s eyebrows furrowed together. “He was with Kamal last night true me I know where Kamal is at all times I don’t play that shit.” The two of you laughed at her comment.
“Just talk to Jeremy alright? The guys should be back here soon.” As if they knew the two of you were talking about them they came through the front door almost instantly.
“Daddy!” Kamal’s son screamed excitedly upon seeing his dad and immediately ran into his arms. “Dang no hug for me? Even after I bought you a basketball.” Jeremy faked cried and Kamal’s son ran over to his his little hands fist bumping Jeremy’s.
“Talk to him.” Imani mouthed and Jeremy looked up and was a bit surprised seeing you standing in the kitchen. “Baby? What are you doing here did you walk from the gym? You know that’s dangerous, almost as dangerous as me walking through this neighborhood alone.”
“Really? See I told you he’s on some shit.” Speedy told Kamal. “White man got some serious issues.” Renzo said with a mouth full of Doritos. “Let’s just give them some privacy alone alright?” Imani pushed everyone outside leaving Jeremy and You alone to talk.
“Where are they going? What do we need to talk about.” Jeremy was honestly confused because just this morning the two of you were fine he had the love bites to prove it.
“Look Jeremy I don’t wanna beat around the bush so just be honest with me.” You paused and looked up at Jeremy, you had to admit this was the most serious he’s ever looked and been since you’ve dated him.
He was concentrated all his attention and focus was on you. “Are you cheating on me with Tatiana?” The moment those words left your mouth you regretted it. “What?” He said in disbelief.
“Wait am I getting punk’d right now? I must be.” He laughed and looked around the room trying to see if a camera crew was going to jump out.
“What makes you think I’m cheating on you with my ex-girlfriend that left me?! That’s a total downgrade move.”
Jeremy might’ve played or acted dumb at times but he’d be really dumb if he messed up any chances of being with you. “When I was at the gym earlier I heard.” You had to pause you didn’t even want to continue this conversation. “Tell me baby please tell me what you heard.” Jeremy whispered.
He felt as if he had to be gentle with you he didn’t want to lose you he couldn’t lose you he loved you, you were the only women he had eyes for and truly and utterly loved. “I heard two of Tatiana’s friends saying how the two of you met up last night and that you’d be willing to sneak behind my back and date her again and if that’s what you want I’m not going to stop yo-.”
Jeremy smashed his lips onto your lips he grabbed ahold of the back of your head and deepened the kiss. His hands curls around your waist and he finally breaks the kiss to look down at you.
“Well that’s one way of getting me to shut up.” The two of you laughed. “I’d never cheat on you Y/N I’d be really really really reall-.” You rolled your eyes at his ranting. “Stupid? I get it Jeremy so why did they say that.”
“One of my friends at the gym said they saw Tatiana watch you go in so I’m assuming she must’ve set it up and had her friends follow you around, I was with Kamal last night I’d never cheat on you not in a million years baby.” Jeremy defended himself.
“I believe you Jeremy I’m sorry for getting all worked up and stuff I just couldn’t help it.” He grinned and brought you into his embrace and tightened is arms around you. “I love you so much you have no idea.” He mumbled.
“I love you too Jeremy.” The two of you stood there in silence for a bit just enjoying one another’s company.
“Baby?” Jeremy said. “Yes Jeremy.” You pulled back and looked at him waiting for his question.
“Do you think if I got surgery to get a bit taller they’d start calling me the next Shaq? I feel like I’d get so much more street credibility.” You looked at him dumbfounded you never truly understood the things that came out Jeremy’s mouth.
“Jeremy.” “Yes baby?”
“I think it’s best you just kiss me again.” He grinned. “I like the sound of that.”
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wait how did you get the hd version of WMCJ? Hulu allows users to download their videos? sorry I’m just curious cause I’ve tried to download it but failed 😞 fking love these gifs tho Jeremy is literally my husband 🤭
if I speak I’ll be in big big trouble lol but someone uploaded it somewhere and I downloaded it! And thank you 🤭 everyone seemed to have moved on from Jeremy but not me
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I wanna talk about WMCJ! I've been thinking about Jeremy's parents and their back story. Do you think they're into health and meditation like he is, or do you think they don't approve of his current lifestyle?
i think they do approve!! it’s what makes him happy!! just not him popping the pills tho 😭
kinda wish we got more of a back story about his parents
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Blurbs/Concepts
Pranking him with a pretend BJ
Reaction to someone sliding into your DM
Tension turned more
Movie night 1
Goofing around on live
Freezing hands
First date nerves
Jack playing Santa
Playing with his PG ring 2
Making fun of his Rudolph claymation crush
Tattling on Jack
Friends to Lovers 2
Stay the Night
Communication
Jack jealous of Urban and Clay
Jack asks his mom how to know if you’re in love
Late night FaceTime
Silly Childhood Crush - y/n has the opportunity to work with Harry Styles
Aftercare
More like you - in which your daughter starts to look more and more like Jack as she grows
Jack accusing you of losing his PG ring
Naming your baby after Urban
Argument with Jack in front of his friends
Jack’s birthday
Play fighting with Jack
Jack spotting you in the crowd of his show
Princess- your older daughter is jealous of her newborn sister
Rough Nights - Pent up frustrations leads to the boys breaking down in your arms
Jack FaceTiming you late a night after having a bad day
Fics
Hesitant - where Jack asks you to move in
Perfect - late night drives
Funny Seeing you Here part 1
Different Light part 1 part 2
Storm into my heart
I’m Yours
Instagram Live part 2 part 3
Full time Home - Jack buys a house without consulting with you first
Unfair - reader hires Urban for a project (some f!reader x urban)
Glancing your Way - you and Jack keep making eye contact at a party
Red Carpet Lovers part 2 - going to the met gala with Jack
Highschool Sweethearts - Jack discusses on an interview how you and him met
Dancing Queen - Giving Jack head after his Grammys performance
Birthday Girl - It’s your birthday and Jack claims he isn’t able to make it but he actually has a few tricks up his sleeves
Fireworks - Joining Jack in Kentucky to watch the fireworks
Right Person Wrong Time part 2 - Jack has a history with Urban’s younger sister
Lil Secret - where a couple photos of you and Jack surface and he gets asked about it in an interview
Advice - Jack’s mom gives him advice
Moving On - You break up with Jack
Drunk in Love - Joking around on a yacht with Jack
Not that Simple part 1 part 2
Someone Better - Jack is in love with you and he has to see you with another guy
One Bed - Enemies to lovers have to share a bed
Cute when you’re Jealous - Reader is jealous
Hurt - Jack wants to keep your relationship secret
Pretty Views - Reader admires Jack while he reminisces on his accomplishements. Lead up to sexy times
Promises - Reader and Jack used to date and his mom tries to get you two back together
Court Side Butterflies
Wedding Season - where Jack is convinced to bring the reader (the girl he hates) as his plus one to a wedding
Ice Skating Date
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Couple's Yoga
Post ACL Surgery Confessions
Jeremy sees you at a pickup game and shows off to flirt
Jealous Jeremy
Juice
Fool for you
Silent Treatment
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I’ll be dreaming about Jeremy tonight, I still love him 😩
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Through Thick and Thin
AN: I'm literally obsessed with WMCJ and keep watching it lol
Synopsis: When your long term boyfriend Jeremy first gets injured, you do your best to help take care of him. But now that he has had multiple surgeries, it all comes to a head when he realizes nothing is going to be the same anymore
Pairing: Jeremy x Reader (WMCJ)
Requested by: the gorgeous @nattinatalia 😘💕 and shoutout to @hoodharlow since these two are always letting me bounce ideas off of them 🥰
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You woke up with a start and glanced at the clock on the nightstand which read 2:57 am which led you to then peek over to see your boyfriend wide awake staring off into space.
"Babe, why are you up? Are you in pain?" You asked while sitting up and brushing a hand through his curls.
"Just couldn't sleep. That's all." He answered while taking your hand in his and rubbing the back of it.
"Well why didn't you wake me up? I'm worried about you."
"I'm good, babe. I promise, just go back to sleep."
"As long as you're sure?" You asked while moving closer to him.
"I'm sure, you have to get up early for work in a few hours. Go back to sleep." Jeremy said while leaning over to kiss your forehead.
"Don't stay up too much longer, okay? I love you." You said while snuggling up to his side.
"I love you too. So much."
When he heard your heavy breathing, he pulled his phone back out to continue watching his highlight reel from when he used to play basketball and sighed.
He tore not one, but both ACL's and since having multiple surgeries, his body wasn't nearly the same and had a feeling that him playing basketball was a thing of the past.
He was currently recovering from his latest surgery with you being his primary caregiver and this was putting a huge dent in both of your finances.
Instead of teaching multiple dance classes a day like before, you were down to two so you could be home with him helping him recover. Deep down Jeremy knew that you didn't mind it, but he couldn't help but start to feel as if he was a burden to you. He would never tell you that seeing as how much both of you loved each other and he knew for a fact that you would never think of caring for your boyfriend as a burden.
So in the mornings, you would set him up on the couch with food, snacks, water, and medicine while you went to work. It was only for two and a half hours, but long enough for you to worry about your boyfriend. Ever since his injury happened, they were hopeful that this first surgery would work and he would be able to play again. Now we were on surgery number four and it was beginning to look bleak.
When you got home, you would get there in time in order to open the door for his physical therapist to come in and work with him on different exercises.
You knew how much basketball meant to Jeremy and if he never got the chance to play again, you didn't know what he would do and you were scared.
In the end, all you wanted was for him to be okay.
Your alarm went off at 6:30 and you quickly silenced it. You looked over to see Jeremy sound asleep with his phone on his chest. You quickly picked it up to place it on the charger to make sure it would have a full battery just in case he needed to call you for something and noticed that it was playing a video of him playing basketball and you simply turned it off and sighed.
Once you were out of the shower and dressed, you went to his side of the bed and simply placed kisses all over his face until he woke up.
"Hmm? You okay baby?"
"Hey I'm fine. How do you feel? Do you want me to help you get in the shower or do you think you have it?"
"I think I got it and I feel okay."
"Okay, go ahead. I'll just lay out some clothes for you."
He simply nodded as he moved the comforter off of him and proceeded to swing his legs around off the bed in order to stand up. You were watching closely as you stood in front of him ready to help if he needed you.
One thing you never let him do was move from room to room or get in the shower by himself if you weren't home to help him. The last thing you wanted to risk was him falling.
He took the crutches as you handed them to him and he leaned down to kiss you before making his way into the bathroom.
After you made sure that he got there okay, you took the opportunity to make up the bed and neatly laid his clothes on top of it. You then headed to the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of you and decided on bacon, eggs, and fruit even though Jeremy swore up and down that he was going to go vegan.
Him always ordering McDonald's proved otherwise.
Once you were finished with breakfast and setting up all that he would need on the couch in the living room, you went back into the bedroom to see him finishing getting dressed and you simply walked over to him and placed a kiss on top of his curly hair and all he did was look up at you and smile.
"You sure you’re okay? I can stay home if…"
"No baby, we both know how much we need the money and I'll be fine. I should be back on my feet in no time."
"Okay. Come on, let me help you up." You said as you held out your hand for him to take and made sure he steadied himself as he stood up.
You let him walk in front of you as you held onto him from behind until he was safely on the couch in front of the TV.
"Okay, I made you food and you have snacks. Oh and your water. Here's the remote and your phone is fully charged. I shouldn't be long, okay?"
All Jeremy did was nod and you couldn't help but to frown.
"Baby, it's going to be okay. I have to go, but you know I love you to the moon and back." You said while leaning down to give him several kisses.
"I love you too. I'll probably just go back to sleep after I eat."
"Okay, you have your phone if you need me and do not get up by yourself."
"I know, I know."
“Be back soon.”
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You turned the key into the door, finally getting home and walked into the living room to see your boyfriend on the floor and immediately dropped your bag and ran over to him.
“Oh my gosh, baby are you okay? Are you hurt? What did I tell you about trying to get up by yourself?! Why didn’t you wait for me?! Here let me help you.” You said while holding out your hand for him to take and he immediately pushed you away.
“I don’t need your fucking help, I can do it.”
“What the hell is the attitude for? Baby you’re on the FLOOR. I don’t want you to risk hurting yourself even more, you just had surgery! AGAIN.”
“And you don’t have to remind me. Don’t you think I know that? It’s the fourth fucking time.”
“Jeremy, lose the attitude immediately because this is not okay. We don’t talk to each other like that.”
He suddenly got silent as he pushed himself up so that his back was now resting against the couch and you were sitting next to him.
“Baby, please just let me help you.” You said while tears were forming in your eyes. It hurt you seeing him this upset and knowing that the one thing he wanted to do you couldn’t help him with.
“I’m… I’m never going to play again am I?” He quietly asked while not looking at you and you immediately sighed.
“We don’t know that, yet.”
“It’s pretty fucking clear since this is now the fourth surgery that I’ve had for the same damn thing.”
“I get that you want to play, I do, but there is so much more to life than playing basketball.”
“Easy for you to say since you can still dance and do what you love. I can’t do anything anymore. I can’t even pay for a bag of my girlfriend’s favorite chips when I go to the store because I don’t know if my card will get declined or not. I was supposed to be playing in the NBA by now and now look at me. Just a complete failure at everything including being your boyfriend. What are you even still doing with me anyway? I have absolutely nothing to offer you anymore. I had so many plans for us when I made it to the NBA. Can’t even propose to you because I can’t afford a damn ring to put on your finger.” You could slowly see the tears start to fall and you immediately scooted onto his lap and embraced him while trying to wipe them away.
“I’m with you because I love you and I have loved you since I was eighteen years old. So what if you didn’t make it to the NBA? You say you had all these plans for when you did, but we can still make them a reality. Bottom line is we have each other and I am not going anywhere and have no plans to. You mean the absolute world to me and we are in this together. No matter how much of a fight you put up or push me away, I am never leaving your side.”
Jeremy was silent as he slowly rubbed your back before hugging you tighter when you suddenly had an idea.
“Meditate with me.” You said and he looked over at you as if you were crazy.
“I’m not doing that shit and since when do black people meditate?”
“Jer, come on. You’ll feel better. Just try. I recently started doing it and it helps."
You then took his hands in yours and started to slowly inhale and exhale telling him to do the same.
“When you feel like you need to be grounded, doing meditation helps.”
Before he knew it, fifteen minutes had passed and he opened his eyes and simply looked at you.
“Like I said before, you mean everything to me and this is just a minor bump in the road. We’re going to get to a place where we don’t have to worry about where our next meal is coming from and I just thought about something that you said earlier. You want to marry me?”
“Well, yeah. I thought it was obvious.” Jeremy said while looking down and playing with your hands.
“I’d marry you in a heartbeat but first I want us to focus on you getting better. I will be here for you through it all, you understand?”
“I understand.”
“And now do you feel better after meditating with me?”
“I.. do.”
“One step at a time and we’ll get there. I love you so very much and I just wish you could see what I see in you.” You said while playing in his curls.
All Jeremy did was stay silent and look away from you.
“If you don’t say you love me back, I will be forced to tickle you and you are at my mercy.”
“NO! I love you too and do NOT do that!” He quickly answered and you immediately laughed.
“I knew I would get it out of you when I said that. You’re going to do great things, baby. And I can’t wait to see it all unfold. Whether it’s on the court or off.” You said while leaning down to kiss him.
“But for now can you help me up?”
“Last time I checked you said that you didn’t need my help.” You responded while eyeing him.
“Well I lied and this floor is anything but comfortable.”
“Of course I’ll help you, you know that you never have to ask.”
“Through thick and thin?”
“Through thick and thin, baby.”
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A Moody Masterlist
!!I’m open to ✨ideas✨ but not requests!! (currently taking requests)
i simply do this for fun occasionally <3
MOVIE BASED SERIES
GMTWMLTPT masterlist [based off of the movie The Parent Trap]
~~~~~~~~ <3 ~~~~~~~~
JACK HARLOW pieces
What was that [showing your appreciation for jack’s biceps] fluff
Mr widows peak [teasing jack because its how you show love] fluff
Piggyback rides [a fun night out with jack and a not so smart choice of shoes] fluff
His reassurance [helping jack with his homesickness] fluff
Winter getaway [looking for a place to spend the holidays..and clay’s got some explaining to do] fluff
Real rider [equestrian y/n teaching jack the basics of horse riding for churchill downs mv] fluff
You’re the reason [going public with your relationship required a bit of a push but it all worked out in the end] minor angst mainly fluff
Got you good [artist!reader prank calling jack while on a radio show] humorous fluff
My baby boo [a new nickname from jack every week] fluff
Big shout out [jack gives you a shout out during his speech at the vma’s] fluff
I win you lose [watching the world cup with jack] fluff with suggestive ending
Tears cleanse the heart pt 1 pt2 [label owner! jack signs anonymous artist! reader and things take a turn] angst
In my business [all around artist! reader AU, bf jack and ex/baby daddy cench deal with nosy gossip blogs]
Daddy’s girl [jack finally gets your newborn to sleep after your many failed attempts] fluff
WMCJ pieces
The lucky one [you catch jeremy’s eye] comical(?) short
Ice bound [jeremy x plus size! figure skater! reader] angst
~~~~~~~~ <3 ~~~~~~~~
URBAN WYATT pieces
Conflicted [did you really love urban like you said you did?] angst
Conflicted pt2 [confessing the truth] angst
Slip up [based off of urbans shaving accident] humorous short
Ur Best Friend [hating the fact that urban isn’t his best friend or let’s say…your boyfriend] angst
All for you [Spoiling Urb for his 25th birthday] fluff
La diabla bien vestida [Urban’s bemusing encounter with a femme fatale] angst
~~~~~~~~ <3 ~~~~~~~~
ANDY BARBER piece(s)
Mornings with Andy [reader and daughter surprising Andy with his favorite breakfast in bed] fluff
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Beverly Hills & Basketball:
This work is based off of Jeremy from WMCJ.
Requested by @vanwritesfan-fiction
It was early on a Saturday morning, you were sitting with your two friends Claire and Jensen.
The three of you had known each other since middle school, and you felt slightly forced to hang out with them because all of your dads worked at the same tech company. The company your dad owned.
Jensen was in college, currently getting her master's degree. Claire was working at her mother's company, and you hated to admit it but other than occasionally popping in at your dad's tech company you didn’t have any real responsibility.
Every Saturday morning you met the girls at Chaumont Vegan, eating breakfast together and talking about the last week of your lives.
You typically ordered a matcha croissant and sipped on your espresso as Claire bragged about her life.
“Hey y/n? Do you mind ordering me one of those?” Jensen pointed to your croissant as she and Claire continued to speak.
You nodded and stood up, your classic Louboutin heels demanding the attention of the room.
You were waiting in line for a moment when you finally looked up at the man waiting in front of you.
Your mouth practically fell open as you admired the tall, physically fit, curly-haired man in front of you.
He was nervously bouncing his leg, and squinting at the menu.
He was dressed in basketball shorts, thick tall socks, dirty new balances, and a plain tee shirt. His cheeks were sunburned, and his legs were muscly as they continued to bounce up and down nervously.
“Can I get a power-up bowl?” His voice was deeper than you thought it would be.
“That will be $13.25.” The cashier held her hand out for him to hand her the money but he panicked looking in his pockets for the 25 cents he owed her.
His face grew red as he eyed you standing behind him, there was no doubt in his mind that you were judging him.
“Actually- I changed my mind…”
You handed the cashier a quarter from your wallet.
“You didn’t have to do that” his cheeks were even redder than before.
“It’s not a problem” you smiled, just happy he spoke to you.
“Thank you. I’m Jeremy by the way.” He eyed your outfit up and down, realizing that you probably only helped him to get him out of the way.
“Y/N” you couldn’t help but make eye contact with him. His eyes were the prettiest shade of blue you’d ever seen.
“Ma’am? Your order?”
You realized she had probably been speaking to you the entire time but Jeremy’s piercing blue eyes distracted you.
The two of you waited for your food awkwardly off to the side of the counter. You realized he now seemed standoffish unlike before.
“Jeremy? It’s Jeremy right?”
He turned to you, smiling wide as you spoke to him again.
“You play basketball? Or do you just look the part?” You smiled as he got his protein bowl handed to him.
“I play a little. I’d like to think I could’ve gone pro” he shrugged skipping a lot of major details.
“What stopped you?” You smiled as you leaned against the counter. You noticed your friends were both staring at you now. You repositioned against the counter so Jeremy’s body blocked their view.
“This” he pulled up his shorts and showed you the scars on both of his knees, your eyes grew wide at the sight.
“Oh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to overstep” Your eyes softened and he knew you were mortified about asking the question.
He chuckled knowing he was going to use it to his advantage.
“I’ll forgive you- if you come watch me hoop tomorrow.”
“Sounds like a deal” you smiled as he handed you his cell phone. You quickly put your number in, calling yourself before handing him his phone back.
“Now I have your number too” You smiled as he waved goodbye to you and you got your order.
When you got back to the table your friends had plenty of questions but you shrugged them off.
****
A majority of your night was spent texting Jeremy. He took a while between texts which usually would’ve annoyed you but didn’t.
Eventually, he called you, and the two of you stayed up all night talking.
He told you about basketball, and how much it meant to him. He explained his injuries and you apologized profusely about asking about them.
He laughed, knowing that bringing it up would embarrass you all over again.
“It’s fine! Honestly, I set myself up for that question, trying to flirt with you.”
“You were flirting?”
“Did it work?”
“I’m going to watch you play tomorrow, so I’d say yes.”
He confided in you about living alone and how his parents had just moved to Las Vegas. You wondered why he stayed here but didn’t pry.
Time continued to pass and before you knew it, it was 2 a.m.
“Jeremy, was that a yawn?”
“Mmmm, not even a little” he mumbled, trying his best to stay awake.
“You need some rest, especially if you’re hooping tomorrow.”
“Aww, you’re already worried about me huh?”
“Goodnight.”
“Goodnight y/n” he dragged your name out before hanging up, making you giggle as you tossed and turned in your bed.
****
Jeremy told you to come watch him play at noon, so you woke up extra early and got ready. You knew you’d be outside most of the day, and stressed not knowing what to wear.
You knew how most people viewed you, and you knew Jeremy’s friends would likely feel the same way. You were clearly rich, Beverley Hills born and raised, and had a silver spoon in your mouth the moment you were born. That didn’t make you a bitch, but you felt the need to prove that more often than you’d like to admit.
You put on a pair of bike shorts, high-top Converse, and a purple body suit. You put on a light cardigan on top, grabbing a tote bag from your closet, and dumping your belongings inside of it.
“I think this works” you mumbled to yourself before checking your phone. Jeremy had already text you hoping you hadn’t already forgotten about him.
You had agreed to meet him at the outside court, and when you pulled up in your Rolls Royce all of his friends scoffed and mumbled to one another.
“This girl is talking to you?” Kamal chuckled as you locked your car and walked toward them.
Renzo and Speedy exchanged looks and laughs at one another as Jeremy jogged over to greet you.
“Hi, Jere!” You squinted at him before pulling out your luxury brand sunglasses.
“I’m glad you’re here.” His smile was sincere as you walked beside him and over to the bleachers.
“I said I’d come!” You smiled before taking a seat next to Imani.
The two of you hit it off immediately, she explained that Kamal was her husband and eventually mentioned her utter surprise that you were here.
“What do you mean?”
“You came up here in a Rolls Royce, you have on Prada sunglasses and your overall look doesn’t scream I like to spend my free time watching basketball games.”
You understood her point of view, it didn’t surprise you to hear.
“I played basketball in high school. But I’m here because Jeremy asked me to come and I think he’s a nice guy.”
Imani smiled as she watched the way you looked at him, it was as if you already loved him. She hadn’t seen anyone look at Jeremy that way before.
“Jeremy’s been through a lot, I don’t know how much he’s told you but he doesn’t need someone looking at him like a charity case.”
“I promise it’s nothing like that. I don’t want to “fix” him. He’s not my “summer project.” You continued to use air quotes with your hands which made Imani laugh out loud.
“I take it, I’m not the first person to question your motives?” Imani noticed your overall defensive reaction.
“You’re not the first person to look at me as a spoiled entitled rich bitch, no. “
Imani admired the honesty, smiling as you both watched everyone play.
Your eyes stayed on Jeremy, smiling to yourself as you watched his curls bounce around. The sun was hitting him just right.
“He’s really good” you giggled to Imani who was truthfully still trying to read you.
When the game was over you ran over to Jeremy hugging him.
“Are you sure you wanna hug me? I’m covered in sweat” he chuckled as you embraced him anyway.
“I don’t care about that!” You giggled forgetting that you had met him only yesterday.
You realized the look of his friends and teammates, making you feel awkward as you took your hands off of him.
Jeremy cleared his throat, introducing you to everyone. They eyed you up and down, not fooled by your tote bag in the least.
“Hi! It’s nice to meet everyone.”
“You’ve got a lot of nerve driving that rich bitch mobile here” one of Jeremy’s teammates sharply replied.
“Dude! Don’t call her a bitch.” Jeremy was embarrassed, not expecting that reaction at all.
“Well my middle-class mobile is in the shop so” you shrugged realizing that was probably the wrong thing to say before quickly leaving for your car.
Jeremy was hot on your heels, chasing after you.
“Y/N! Don’t! Hey! Wait!”
You turned to him, realizing he was limping after you.
“Oh fuck” you ran over to him, your tote bag falling off your shoulder as his friends still watched the both of you from afar.
“Jeremy! Are you okay?” You offered your arm and shoulder as he only slightly leaned on you, worried he’d hurt you.
“Yeah, you’re just really fast” he chuckled as he limped to your car before eventually sitting inside of it with you.
“Are you going to be okay? I’m sorry about what I said. I just get nervous because what if you think they're right and I don’t want you to see me that way and I -“
Jeremy leaned in to kiss you, interrupting your ramblings.
“He called you a rich bitch, I would’ve got defensive too.”
“I mean” you motioned to the inside of your car that you were sitting in, making Jeremy laugh so hard he snorted.
“Did you just snort?”
“Sorry,” he mumbled, as he rubbed one of his knees, wincing at the pain.
“Don’t apologize, it was cute.”
Before he could focus on what you said you continued to talk.
“Do you want me to drive you home? I’m worried about your knees.”
Jeremy nodded and showed you the way to his house, inviting you inside once you got there.
“Do you really want me to come in or do you just need help up those two steps?” You motioned to his front door, as he leaned on you.
“A little bit of both” he smiled as you both entered his house.
The smell of patchouli and incense hit you immediately, you looked around at his home decor noticing an overall “earthy vibe.”
“Your house is cool” you smiled as he limped to the kitchen.
“Thanks! I get a lot of this stuff from the thrift store.”
You stood up, admiring his crystal pendulums that hung from the wall.
“Do you want anything to drink? I can make a smoothie or something.”
“I’m fine actually. Thank you.” You sat down on his couch, which barely had any cushion to it, watching as he took two ice packs from the freezer.
“Can I help? I really want to” You wanted to take care of him, and you weren’t entirely sure why.
“Are you sure?” Jeremy limped into the living room, and you helped him sit down.
“Does this always happen after basketball games?”
“No, but I was going extra hard today because a very beautiful girl was there” he smiled before groaning again.
“Do you have any medicine or muscle cream?” You looked around the room.
“I just ran out of pills” he sighed.
“Do you want to lay in bed at least?”
“Y/N! What kind of man do you take me for?” He chuckled and you did too before following him to his bedroom.
****
The following weeks consisted of you and Jeremy spending as much time together as possible. You bought him several different CBD creams and rubs for his knees, and eventually, he found the money to replace his pills.
You finally admitted to him that you played basketball which meant you two played a lot of one on one.
You tried every vegan place imaginable, and Jeremy rarely let you pay even though you knew he probably should.
You and Jeremy had two very different ways of living but you made it work.
You argued about petty things like the drinking glasses he used at home or the fact that he reused socks a few times before washing them but it was never anything big.
It wasn’t until you started canceling Saturday mornings with the girls that they noticed you weren’t around as much.
They drove around looking for your Rolls Royce, and when they couldn’t find it they asked your parents where you could be.
Claire and Jensen practically both had a heart attack when they found your car outside of Jeremy’s house.
“Why would she be staying here? This place seriously needs a paint job.” Jensen gagged dramatically as Claire parked her car behind yours.
“Her parents know she’s staying here? That’s so weird” Jensen continued.
Claire called your phone, waking Jeremy in the process.
“Babe, your phone” he yawned before pushing it toward you.
You sat up, answering with a mumble.
“Were you still sleeping?” Claire gasped checking the time.
“What do you want?”
“Come outside, right now.” She hung up and your heart started to beat faster and faster.
You turned to Jeremy who was already back to sleeping peacefully beside you.
You looked down at your outfit, you were wearing one of Jeremy’s oversized shirts, with nothing but underwear underneath and long socks.
“Fuck it” you mumbled as you walked outside.
“Y/n! What the fuck are you wearing?” Claire exclaimed as both girls looked horrified.
“What do you guys want?”
“Why have you been avoiding us? Is someone holding you hostage? Why do you look so- poor?” Jensen snapped.
What you didn’t know was that Jeremy was standing on the opposite side of the wall, listening to everything.
“This is exactly why I’ve been avoiding you two. You’re both so narrow-minded and cold-hearted. I have a fucking T-shirt on and socks and now you’re calling me poor? Get a fucking grip.”
“Who lives here?” Jensen took a step forward but you knew that she wouldn’t step foot inside Jeremy’s house.
You were silent, trying your best not to explode, knowing you didn’t owe them a thing.
“Who lives here y/n?”
“My boyfriend lives here and eventually I hope I will too.”
“Your boyfriend? Are you fucking kidding me?” Claire sharply laughed pure venom behind it.
“I’m not kidding, and I love him.”
“You love me?”
You turned, looking through the screen door to see Jeremy leaning against the door frame in nothing but his boxers and a white tank.
“I love you Jeremy” you whispered, a twinkle in your eye.
“I love you too baby. Do you really want to move in?”
“Is that okay?”
He flung the door open, making both Claire and Jensen take a step back. He picked you up, you wrapped your legs around him as he kissed you in front of both of them.
“That’s more than okay!” He had been trying to figure out a way to bring it up to you but was scared you’d think it was too soon.
It took you a minute to realize he was holding you. “Baby, your knees!”
“I’m fine, promise” he smiled, he secretly loved how much you worried. 
He walked you both inside slamming the front door behind you, sending a clear message.
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Jeremy concept: sharing drinks 😌
Idk why I struggled with this. Sorry this is short and bad 😭😭😭
"You know part of the 30 day detox plan is you not drinking this kind of shit." Jeremy told Vanessa, pulling her strawberry milkshake away.
"You know part of being vegan is not eating eating a double double from In-N-Out." She said, snatching back her milk shake. "Also, I'm not part of your silly 30 day wannabe herba life detox plan."
"What about the vanilla protein shake you had this morning?" He smirked.
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