Hey ya'll! This is my first story so I hope you guys enjoy! Hope you guys have had a happy New Year. Reviews would be much appreciated! This story is based on Rayna and Deacon. Will be M rated for some future scenes but is mostly just based on them and their love. The story line is partly based on the first season but is more fiction and didn't really happen. These characters are not mine and any similarities from other stories are NOT intended. Please enjoy!
Rayna had been sitting at the bar for over two was swaying back and forth on her heels to the group singing for open mic night. She was a little more than just tipsy and was thinking about all the previous things that had happened in the past month. Watty had suggested a tour with Deacon and herself. She really had no other choice and felt like she needed some time away from Teddy who she was pretty sure was cheating on her with Peggy Kinter. The only reason she was still with Teddy was because of her girls. She loved her girls but really wanted to get back on tour and start back up with the late nights and sparkly outfits. She also missed singing. She missed singing from the heart and keeping it real like they used to do on her first tours. They. As in her and Deacon. The man who haunts her dreams and keeps her sane more often than not. She missed him. As she is sitting at the bar finishing off her last drink, he is the only one who fills her thoughts. She missed him. She missed his strong build and man did she miss him in her bed but it was more than that. She missed his sexy, groggy voice he has when he first wakes up in the morning; she missed his calloused hands that were so skillfully trained; she just missed him.
This past month has been pure torture! Teddy had forbade her from even seeing him outside of rehearsal and all Rayna needed now was him. To talk to him, to sing with him, to love him. "What am I doing with my life," Rayna thought to herself as she walked with a slight stumble to her SUV. As she was walking to her car in her inebriated state, she heard something that resembled a whisper of her name. Lost in her own thoughts, she didn't quite put together what was happening until she turned around. It was him. It was Deacon.
Deacon had decided to got to Tootsies to watch some gigs play for open mic that night. He wasn't doing much these days until his and Rayna's tour started up and he wanted to hear some new artists possibly some new inspiration for writing. For the past month he has had some song writing block and can't seem to think of anything to write. When he first pulled into Tooties parking lot in his old beat up truck, he saw a familiar strawberry blonde stumbling towards her vehicle. He hadn't really talked to her for weeks, other than arguing, and he was tired of that.
Deacon had parked his truck and ran over to her as he called out her name. Once he got close enough he had whispered her name almost as if he was scared he would scare her away. "Ray." he whispered. "Deacon? What what uh are you doing here?" She said the word you as if she were accusing him of doing something wrong. "I am just hear to listen to some acts for open mic, what are you doing here Ray?" "Jusssst heading uh hom.. Back to my house." She was going to say home but her house did not feel like home. Deacon used to be her home and she has felt homeless for quite sometime now.
"Well you can't be driving in this kind of condition darlin'." Darlin', she thought back to before Teddy when she was his darlin'. "What do you mean? I am in perfect conic, condin, condition to drive." "I'm sorry Ray but I just can't let you drive home like this. How bout I take you back to my house to sober you up with some hot coffee and some food?" She didn't know if going back to his house was the best idea but at the mention of food her stomach growled and she really just wanted some time with Deacon alone to just talk. " Weeellllll, I guess some food does sound good and it would be nice to sit down and catch uh catch up with you." Deacon couldn't help but notice her wandering eye as she was talking to him. He knew he shouldn't do the same but he thought she was the prettiest woman he has ever seen, drunk or not.
"Alright well Ray let's go." They headed back to East Nashville to Deacon's house and her got out of his truck and open the other side door for Rayna. "Com'mon Ray we will make you some coffee." He said as he put his arm around rayna for her support because her walking had gotten worse since they had left Tootsies parking lot. As they entered Deacon's house Rayna sat down on the couch while Deacon went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. Rayna's eyes wondered around the room while she was sitting on the couch and something caught her eye. It was a picture of her his his guitar case next to the couch. It had looked like he had been writing something. She stared at the picture of her and wondered why he still had it on there considering he put it on there when they were still dating over twelve years ago.
"Strong coffee with one spoonful of sugar if I remember correctly," Deacon said as he handed her a glass mug. She took it with a smile and blew on the coffee before taking a drink. "You remembered?" "O'course I did, how could I forget?" Rayna blushed and didn't know what to say so she just took another drink of her coffee. "How bout some food?" At the second mention of food Rayna jumped at the offer. "That would be great. I'm starvin'." Deacon couldn't help but smile at the cute southern drawl she has and how much thicker it gets when she drinks.
Deacon made some eggs and toast for Rayna and himself. "Thanks Deke, you always knew how to make the best breakfast foods." Rayna said as she scarfed down the eggs and toast. She was finishing up her eggs as Deacon started to put his dishes in the sink. Rayna was taking a drink of her still hot coffee when there was a loud shatter. "Shit!" Deacon said as he dropped his plate on the ground and it shattered everywhere. The noise was so loud that it scared Rayna and she dropped her hot coffee all over the front of her shirt and looked over and saw that Rayna had steam and coffee coming off of her shirt. Rayna mindlessly took off her to relieve herself of the burning sensation. Deacon grabbed a wash cloth and rinsed it with cool water and went up and started dabbing the areas that were covered in hot coffee. "Oh my god Ray are you okay?" " Yeah I'm fine that just really burns." Once she steam stopped coming off her skin and Deacon was patting Rayna down with a cold wet wash cloth, she realized she was in front of Deacon only wearing her bra on her top half. " Oh my gosh Deacon!" "What?" "I'm not wearing a shirt!" " So?"
"So? So, you are not supposed to be seeing me in just my bra!" " It ain't nothing I haven't seen before Ray." She smirked at his last comment and started to feel self conscious realizing that he hasn't seen her this way since she has had kids. Deacon recognized the look of insecurity in her eyes and he still thought she was the most gorgeous thing he had ever laid his eyes on. "Damn Ray you are so darn beautiful." At this point Deacon was standing inches away from her holding the washcloth to her stomach and looking directly into her eyes. Rayna saw a look of desire in his eyes and a fire lit in the pit of her stomach. She inched closer to his face little by little until they were only millimeters away from each others lips.
Deacon wanted to kiss her so bad but the reality of her marriage, her kids and her drunken state he pulled away no matter how much he didn't want to. "Sorry," he said as he stepped back putting some distance between them, "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spilled my coffee everywhere." Rayna also stepped back from him and even though she wanted to kiss him so bad, she knew she was married and had to deal with Teddy first. " Don't think I didn't want to." "What?" Rayna asked even though she knew what he meant, she wanted, he needed to hear it again. " I want to kiss you, but you're drunk and married. And you should probably take a shower." Rayna didn't know how to respond to him. Of course she wanted him was it not obvious, but he was right. I am drunk and I do need a shower. She decided to take that as him offering her his shower. She took a look at Deacon and then started walking towards his bathroom and started the shower. As Deacon stood there in the kitchen, he picked up her shirt that laid on the floor and decided to put it in the washer.
As Deacon was in the laundry room washing Rayna's shirt, he heard the voice of an angel coming from his bathroom, and not just any angel, his angel. He walked up to the bathroom door and sat in front of it. Tears came to his eyes as he heard her sing 'A Life That's Good' while she was in the shower. He sang along with her on the other side of the door as he sat there on the floor of his hallway.
Rayna had been almost completely sobered up after she had finished breakfast. She had rubbed away all the coffee that had burned her skin and a simple and familiar melody came into her head. Rayna hadn't realized she was singing this song aloud until she heard a faint voice from the hallway sing along with her.
"Two arms around me, heaven to ground me and a family that always calls me home." Rayna sang as she turned off the water and grabbed a towel that was sitting on the sink.
"Four wheels to get there, enough love to share, and a sweet sweet sweet song." Deacon sang as he heard the water turn off. He decided to get up off the floor and set out some clothes for rayna to wear for the rest of the night because there was no way she was going to go home tonight.