i'm baaaackk

and with a new ship!

i love reggsy so hard it's kinda disgusting

anyway, this ship is eating me up and i'm pretty sure that if i don't write this story, i'll explode into bits, bc really, it's bURSTING out of me ugh

i drew inspiration from the song "friends" by ed sheeran because i love ed sheeran and i love me some reggsy so wHY THE HELL NOT

i.

friends should sleep in other beds

She never thought much of it, really. It was just a one-time thing they had. Or that was what she would call it. They were staying in a rundown motel in Las Vegas for a mission that includes tracking down a big casino bastard and his goons when it first happened. With the post-assignment high running in their veins, the two settled down on the couch and decided to release some stress over beer and a cheap slasher movie. Tentative touches were exchanged, some lips tested uncharted waters, curiosity fueled the fire, and the rest was history.

It wasn't romantic, or even careful, to say the least. The way his hips bucked into hers was wanting and needy. He looked nothing like he usually does when he took her in fully, and devoured her like there was no tomorrow. It was blazing fire that filled her senses. Even though he tenderly pressed his mouth against her when they finished, she convinces herself that it was too long since she had a nice one and that he simply needed company too. Even though he held her body close under the covers through the whole night, she insists that it was the tiredness that made him sappy and corny. And even though she heard him mumble her name and the word 'love' in his sleep, she blames the alcohol for the fleeting butterflies in her stomach.

She'd be lying if she said that she didn't have a good time, because she did. But that was all it was. Good sex between two friends. Nothing more, nothing less.

Until it wasn't.

Until she looked back at it, several days later, and realized that it meant something to her. And she didn't know whether it did count for anything on his part.

That's what scared her.

She purposely avoided him after the incident. She knew it was rude, but that didn't stop her from making minimal contact with him. She quietly thanked Merlin for giving her separate operations because honestly, she can't face him. Not with dangerously interesting possibilities running in her mind, anyway.

She dreamed about calling him hers. Not a good idea.

Because it would ruin them.

If they fall out, it would ruin everything they had. The bond, the memories, the secrets. And she could never afford that. She never could survive without having him in her life. She breaks sluggishly on the inside, shedding tears at the 'what ifs'. So she continued distancing herself away from the heartbreak.

But one day, her luck runs out and he finds her alone in the corner of the staircase, near the training room where they first met, holding a lighted cigarette in one hand and a lighter on the other. He joins her in this position and she forces every muscle in her body to move, but she's stuck frozen in her spot. She almost wants to squeeze the smoke on his rough hands just to give him the feeling of pain she's been in, but she resolves not to.

"Mind if I join you?" He asks in his usual casual tone, which sounds so cruelly mocking in her ear. She doesn't know why she does but she dumbly nods her head in response. He proceeds to ramble on about the normal things. He tells her about his mom and how he wished that he could just take her and Daisy to a safe place away from that monster Dean. He tells her about his escapades in his later missions and she manages to lightly chuckle at some moments of his wild stories.

She listens and she listens until her eyes wander to his eyes, his jaw, his nose until there's nothing else she sees but him. He consumes her whole being that it makes her fly for a second and then it's a sharp bolt to her chest, making her fall down helplessly on the cold ground when she realizes that they could never be. He notices her flinch but she quickly laughs through the pain and brushes if off. He carries on with his story, oblivious to war raging within her. Fuck this. She roughly pushes back the tears and she keeps faking her best smile so for now, he won't see.

this will be a four-part story just so you know

i'm not sure whether i will be updating this fast but it's a short one so hopefully i'll finish this in two months time

and i'm also working on a reggsy one-shot and i still don't know when i'll publish it but yeah i'm on it