Brothers best friend ✰ F.W
day 5 of @theweasleyslut's writing challenge
requested: yes/no (requests are open)
word count: 1738
warnings: like 2 swear words, brief mention of food, like one mention of sex, kinda fluffy ig, kissing, lower case
lemme know if i missed anything <3
summary: a summer break at college fred and y/n fall for each other, much to ron's disappointment. 8 long weeks, and finally they did something about their feelings
trope:college au (breifly it's not the most depicted) & best friends brother
prompt:“are you going to hate me forever if I do this?” “I thought things were going great” (and yes. my sarcastic ass did use it sarcastically)
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"fred it's just- she's my best friend. she's your age. and she's pretty. you. cant. date. her." fred just looked at him in disbelief "ronald, i don't know what you're talking about. i won't fall in love with your friend ok. she's just staying for the summer- i'll probably barely see her" ron didn't seem to convinced by this " im ashamed that you think so little of me, plus i'm pretty sure i've seen her around. we do share a lecture" he knew for a fact. he knew because sometimes he found himself absentmindedly staring at her in admiration. there was no escaping it though, ron- and everyone else- knew the inevitable, fred was gonna fall for his best friend.
the day she came to the burrow made that extremely clear. "freddie, you are so stupid" george couldn't stop laughing at his twin "ron is gonna kill you. what about 'you can't date her' did you not grasp?" fred just playfully glared at him "ok... he said she was pretty- he didn't tell me how pretty!" his brother lightly patted his shoulder whilst sighing softly "you are a hopeless romantic, and besides i thought you already knew her" fred shook his head subtly "no. she sits at the front of the hall and i sit at the back. i've seen her from afar, there is a clear distinction."
but in fred's defence- y/n wasn't doing much better. although, luckily she didn't have the 'you can't date him' talk, she just knew she shouldn't. would it affect her and ron's friendship? probably not. but he had a weird thing about his friends dating his siblings- when harry started dating ginny, she found it hilarious. obviously he's over it now, but it did take a miniature toll. harry hung out with them less and less, between classes for uni and going through the 'honeymoon phase' of his and ginny's relationship, he barely spent time with them. of course, he does now. but y/n couldn't get her head around it, everyone was like that- no matter who they where in a relationship.
but she didn't ever plan on risking their freindship, but then she met fred.
"we're here!" ron yelled from the front door, to notify his siblings that they were about to meet his friend he talks so fondly of. "oh move out of the way ron, let me meet her!" his mother was so lovely. "ah you're gorgeous! come here, come here" and mrs weasley embraced her in a hug, some would consider her a little 'overly friendly' but y/n didn't mind. it was nice to be considered a part of the family even if you only know one or two of her children. "and hermione! lovely of you to come again, i can't believe you're still putting up with my ron. he's a piece of work" that made everyone chuckle, this women didn't have much of a filter, and it was great. "well, y/n, you already know ginny, you might have met fred once or twice, thats george, thats bill and his wife fleur. charlie's still away on military duty, and percey's still in london working for the law firm." she said her hello's to everyone, they were all very nice. and as much as she loved everyone, she was happy to finally get a bit of peace outside whilst reading with hermione and fleur whilst everyone was helping with dinner "i honestly don't mind helping if you need it, there are a lot of us to cook for-" "dont be silly y/n i'm not letting one of our guests cook. i see you have a couple of books, go read and relax, you had a long journey. my little delinquents will help me" so she gave up trying to help, it was no use.
"so y/n" fleur started, but she didn't mind, the two got on pretty well, and had actually met a couple of times already, they went to the same high school periodically, fleur was an exchange student and the two shared a few classes. "any boyfriends? girlfriends? any romance at all" this caused the girl to chuckle. "no. not for me. on top of school, and having a clingy friendship group, i don't have much time to meet anyone and date" fleur looked both sad and excited "well maybe you could date fred? i hear he i hopelessly single... and you're staying hear all summer. plenty of time to get to know him" yep. she was excited. "i think ron would have a heart attack" y/n didn't hate the idea, but she was very much the type of person to not force things. it wouldn't feel right to get close to him with the only intention to be to fill the void that wasn't actually all that eager to be filled.
but after a few weeks her and fred began to really get along. "dude things are going terribly with the whole 'don't fall for y/n'! i just can't stop thinking about her. and then when i finally do, she's right there!" george huffed a laugh "really freddie? i thought things were going great" "you know, sarcasm is the lowest form of wit" the two joked with eachother a little more "she's just one girl. i'm sure there'll be more that you like just as much as her" fred shook his head "i'm not really one for change. i like her, and the only thing holding me back is a little dick who is way too protective and possessive of his beautiful friends." his brother rolled his eyes "just talk to him! everyone can see how you look at her and it's painful! just. talk. to. him."
this wasn't going to work. he knew it was a long shot, but anything is worth a try. "ron, i get your whole 'i don't want my friends hurt' thing, but i don't wanna hurt her ok. she's just- i've gotten to know her, and i do really like her-" "stop. just stop. i can't tell either of you who you can and can't date. but if you really like her, i guess you're not the worst person to ever like her"
7 weeks into her stay, she knew she liked him. there was no denying they grew close, nearly always being in a room with each other, nearly always touching each other in some way: holding hands without even realising, leaning on the other when they're standing together, subtle yet obvious things like that. subtle to them. obvious to everyone else around. "just talk to her!! god this is painful, and it's about time you start telling her the many, i repeat many compliments and all romantic shit you spew to me, because you are insufferable right now" fred rolled his eyes playfully "i honestly can't georgie. why would i risk it. she's too perfect to let slip" "just tell her! it cant be that hard. do you really wanna go back to how things were before you too properly got to talking? because if you don't tell her it increases that possibility." this got the other boy's attention "you really think things could go back? becasue i don't think i could handle a silent nod whilst passing her to get to my seat at the beginning of a lecture. or a little small cute giggle when i come over to irritate ronald. i've gotten to know her, and i know that i like her. i don't want to jeopardise that. i can't. i just can't." george chuckled at his helpless brother "sounds like you can't do a lot of things freddie. you know what i say? go for it! what do you have to lose?" "an incredibly awesome friendship with a very attractive girl" and then their conversation got cut off when a certain someone walked into the room "hey" and the two fell practically silent "yo y/n" george was the first to break the somewhat silence that awkwardly enveloped the room "what you up to?" he got up "leaving" she chuckled at the younger twin "smooth." as she took her place next to the remaining brother, the awkwardly laced tension instantly washed out of the room as she sat next to him. it was like, the affect she had on him- any anxiety he had left, she was like a beacon of peace, of a calming sound to capsize the worry that flooded his mind.
a week after his conversation with george, he decided enough was enough. "ok im going to do it" and honestly, y/n was thinking the exact same "ginny, i will do it. im gonna tell him" but were they?
the two we alone, the rest of the household were out at the shops. "what do you wanna do?" she could think of one thing "are you gonna hate me forever if i do this?" he was a little confused "do what?"
she kissed him. yet another way for them to always be touching. yet another moment of true bliss- when everything around them falls silent, the world pauses from spinning, and they finally feel as though they can breath, the spark took the opportunity to turn into a flame. "well if that's what you wanna do... i can work with it" they both chuckled "i can to- and if i'm being completely honest, i'd like to do it a lot more" "at least we're in the same boat"
and finally after 8 long weeks they started dating. they never told anyone, and they didn't have to. stolen kisses - stolen whispers - stolen glances. any chance they could get, they'd take it.
when they went back to college, not much changed. they took any chance they could get to see each other, whilst y/n did all she could to maintain her normal friendship with ron "y/n you've seen him oce already this week! come one, we need to have a movie marathon. it's super important" she rolled her eyes "ron it's saturday. and i've only seen my boyfriend once this week. be a normal 18 year old would you? be horny- fuck your girlfriend! love you bye"
let's just say her methods were odd- but affective. things were going well, she was happy. turns out she didn't regret that summer at the burrow. none of them did. she was the newest addition to their family, and they all loved her, none quite as much as a certain fred weasley.
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867-5309 (billy) by reject_mikeyy ( @reject-mikeyy )
Not Rated | 14k words
Once he is done vomiting, Steve takes a second to rest his head on the cool toilet seat before realizing that. Wow. Ew. Not in the boys’ bathroom, thanks. Not in a homophobic way, don’t get him wrong, he’s eaten his fair share of ass but just. Germs and shit.
Anyway. When he looks up from the bowl for the first time, he notices something scrawled on the wall at eye level.
For a good time, text: 221-867-5309
Eyeroll.
Or: In which Billy is the unlucky sucker with his number written on a bathroom stall, and Steve is the oblivious fool who actually texts him.
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