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annahxredaxted · 10 months

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Music to my ears

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pairings: milo/sweetheart Tw: cursing: super light possessiveness [singer AU, using Doja Cats songs]

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this Greer guy is persistent. he talked forever ranting and being talkative about God knows what until finally he cut to the chase.

"Point is, I'm willing to give you an album deal, I want to by your next 10 songs. The price is negotiable all I want is 10 percent of your income from said songs." he offered, a kick in his accent as he finished, leaning back in his chair.

sweetheart sat there, thinking. That's all they could do, they pondered the offer, their mind running circles around itself.

"Deal." is all they could say, I mean what did they have to lose? maybe their dignity but that's pretty much it.

milo smirked, holding his hand out to them, they took it and shook his hand. he had a hell of a grip he’s probably amazing with his hands—

"Dude why would you think that." they thought before rolling their eyes at themselves

"I look forward to working with you, Sweetheart." the words rolled off his tongue with the sultriest of intentions, his deep piercing eyes, gazing into theirs, his half-assed attempt to keep them open made him absolutely stunning.

"Likewise." they muttered, standing to their feet as they were walking away Milo cleared his throat,

they turned to see him, standing. they turned their head in a questioning gaze.

"i think you look outstanding tonight." he blurted out. sweetheart stood there, not thinking clearly.

"i don't need your flattery, Greer." they spat, the walls of their emotions going higher and higher.

"Is it flattery if it's true?" he asked, crossing his arms once more, that stupid grin never leaving his face.

They didn’t know what to say, they stuttered before he grinned, and winked.

“I’ll you later Sweetheart..” milo wished them well and was quickly on his way.

•••

Milo hopped in his car, starting the ignition and just sitting for a few moments. His waking thoughts were completely consumed by them, he couldn’t get them off his mind.

He sang their music and watched them preform, liked their instagram from a burner account- just so he could see them.

He sighed before calling Asher, his associate and co-worker. It was true milo was the head producer but he never thought of himself that way, he always thought of almost everyone as equal. He thought of it as everyone has a different job. But they’re all important

“Heyyy!” Milo heard Ashers prolonged greeting from the other line

“Hey ash, I’m driving back to the studio, have that deal ready to be sent over to them as soon as possible.” Milo commanded, with a light tone, making it known he wasn’t mad or anything just tired.

He heard asher grunt of agreement and a slight “mkay”.

“Thank you, I’ll be there shortly, bye.” Milo said before hanging up and throwing his phone in the center console.

His head ached with the thought of them. He couldn’t bear to listen to their beautiful voice anymore. He would combust if he saw them anymore.

If he heard them sing the songs they did- that genre they flaunted and praised. He’d die then and there.

He shuffled the radio, to some old country bullshit, he feared if he put on a a-list genre, or pop, rap, or anything even remotely close something of theirs would come on.

And he’d hop out of the car and dash to them. He’d tell them everything- but he couldn’t- they’d think he was weird, or creepy. So he kept to himself.

•••

Sweetheart rode back to their home, immediately after milo left. They couldn’t stand him.

He acted so much better then them.

As if! They were so successful and had great music and all he has going for him is his company, and his hands.

“What.” They said out loud- flabbergasted at their thoughts

They made a turn and pulled into their house, quickly making their way upstairs. They didn’t bother shower, they got in their comfy clothes and hid under their blanket.

What were they hiding from? Their thoughts.

It’s not like milo was gonna pop out and say “BOO!” but they were delirious and tired.

They began hysterically crying with laughter.

“He does have really nice hands.” They admitted before sighing a sigh of relief. Relief that the day was over, and they weren’t face to face with Milo Greer.

A few hours went by and they didn’t fall asleep, they waited and waited but no dozing off was occurring.

Why was that?

It felt almost as if their subconscious was trying not to dream about milo. But like of course they wouldn’t do that! Right? right.

Maybe they would- but not a huge deal. People dream about people all the time. So why did it bother them so much?

Probably because he was super hot- and super unavailable. There’s a rumor going around that he’s off the market. But no one knows who it is? Or if it’s true for that matter.

•••

Milo sat in bed, continuously adjusting his pillow, and himself for that matter. The thought of them heavy on his mind.

He thought about the way they moved tonight, the way their body moved to the rhythm of the music that poured out of their breath.

Their syllables ran off like liquid. And he loved being in the crowd when they sang and looked so at ease.

He knew people stared at them, their dancers, or band members. And definitely the people that came to the show for them.

He wanted to gouge out the eyes of anyone who looked at them with lust.

But that wasn’t his place. He wasn’t their boyfriend or anything like that. He was their business partner for now. But it won’t always be like that. He didn’t have that place. It wasn’t up to him to be protective or possessive over them.

But god he wished it was.

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godlyaffection · 2 years

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Surprise Gift

(Redacted Audio) Milo Greer x GN Reader

Milo comes home excitedly looking for you which only puts you on edge. Not because you feel like whatever Milo has to say is bad but because you know him well enough to know when he has something up his sleeve. He has a surprise for you and thankfully it’s a very good one.

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A/n; this is entirely self indulgent. i’m not making a master list for redacted stuff yet, but you are welcome to request for it if you want, and if i do end up writing enough i’ll make it it’s own masterlist. (this is the main reason i made a misc masterlist a few days ago)

“Sweetheart! Sweetheart, where are you?”

Milo’s voice echoed off the walls of your shared apartment. You heard him laugh afterwards, one of those laughs he does when you know he’s planning something. It made you nervous to know what exactly he had planned. Milo wouldn’t do anything bad of course but just knowing he had something up his sleeves made you think.

You sat down what you were doing and made your way out of your bedroom. You found Milo in the living room with a very large bag sitting on the coffee table. You narrowed your eyes at him skeptically. Upon seeing you and the look you were giving him, Milo strode over to you with a giant grin on his face. He wrapped his arms around your waist forcing you to put your own around his neck.

“Hi there,” Milo spoke, pulling you closer to him.

“Hi…?” You responded, still skeptical of whatever he was trying to do.

“Don’t act like that, you don't even know what's going on yet.”

His words made you huff. He was right, but you knew Milo and that was more than enough. He leaned over to kiss you. You wanted to lean away from him, make him explain himself before you got lost in kissing him. But Milo was too sweet for his own good, and kissing him was always too good to pass up. You felt him smirk into your lips. One of those smiles that if it was you making it Milo would have called your ‘shit eating’ grin.

“I know enough,” You said as you pulled away from each other.

A grin was still plastered on Milo’s face as he grabbed your hand and led you to the couch. He gently pushed you to sit down, to which you gave him another skeptical look but fell against the couch.

“If there’s another cat in there Aggro is gonna be mad.”

“I can't believe you’d even suggest that I would bring home another cat! And in a plastic bag?” Milo said with his faked hurt voice. “What kinda monster do you take me for?”

You laughed at his words, which only made Milo roll his eyes. He held his hands out to calm your laughter and you quieted yourself for him to continue.

“I have not brought back another cat, but I have brought you something I think you'll like even better.”

There was a pause. You both stayed quiet, neither of you making a sound. Your eyebrow raised at him but apparently he was waiting for some other kind of reaction from you because he didn't continue until you spoke.

“And?”

“And,” He grumbled. “It's a gift for you, so I hope you like it.”

He picked up both of the bags and held one out to you. You huffed with a smile but took the bag from him and looked inside. In the bag was a stuffed bear. It had brown fur and it wore a little red sweater with a heart on it. There wasn't anything outstanding about the little bear, but you immediately smiled at it. A little laugh left your lips as you looked back up at Milo. He smiled back at you, his face lighting up as soon as he saw yours.

“You like it?”

You assumed he knew the answer to that by the way he said it but you nodded back anyway. You pulled the bear out of the bag to get a proper look at the little guy. Its shiny black eyes stared back at you in a cute way and you couldn't help but smile again at the bear.

“Good, I’m glad, because I may have bought us matching ones.” Milo said, pulling an almost identical bear out of the other bag he was still holding.

You laughed again at the bear Milo held. It was the same stuffed animal you held in your own hands, the only difference was it was wearing a brown sweater with a heart on it instead of a red one. Milo laughed with you, holding the bear out for you to give the once over and presumably give your approval of.

You shook your head at him as you sat your own bear down next to you on the couch and stood up to get closer to him. You wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him closer to you, leading to him wrapping his arms around you with the bear still in his hand.

“So you really like it?” He asked again.

“I do. I really like it.” You said, meaning it completely,

“Good because I wasn't gonna take ‘em back.”

He laughed again and pulled you flush against his chest. Your hands resting in the small of his back and his draped across your shoulders. You were as close as you two could get in this position and yet Milo still held you like you were going to run away from him.

“There were actually werewolf stuffed animals that I thought about getting but…” His voice trailed off for a moment in a laugh, but then he quickly picked the sentence back up again. “Well I thought that might be a bit much.”

You laughed in response to his confession, “Yeah, maybe a little.”

You leaned in to kiss him, to which he eagerly met you in the middle. His lips met yours quickly in a soft kiss. One that made your head spin for a moment at the amount of emotion behind it. His lips were soft and the closeness of your bodies only amplified the feelings the kiss was making you feel.

“You’ve been working so hard lately, I figured you deserved something as a gift.” Milo said as you pulled away from the kiss.

Your arms still held each other close, and your mind could only think of how sweet he was for getting this for you. You smiled at him. “Thank you, I really appreciate it.”

He smiled back at you and leaned in for another kiss. This was one of those surprises you liked.

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