Anonymous asked:

Duke Universe. Rose going back inside her house after realizing who Jake is and kissing him

So this one will follow this prompt specifically which is also the first Duke request so let's go allllll the way back to the beginning folks!

Warnings: infidelity mentions, alcohol mentions, written on my phone

Rose shut her front door behind her with a loud bang, taking in a deep breath and trying to steady herself. Nothing was right. Nothing was normal. Nothing would ever be right or normal again.

"Rose? You home?"

Rose took off her shoes, shoving them into the hall closet. "It's me."

But, was it? There were two hers. The her of life past and the her of life now. And the her of life now had just kissed someone that wasn't her husband because of the life of her past. Rose's head swam. An existential crisis did not mix well with tequila shots.

She tripped over her own two feet and Duke was there to catch her. She relaxed into his arms, snuggling into his chest, trying to find the comfort in his arms that she had always found. This time, it escaped her. The guilt of what she had done was starting to claw through her stomach and she clung harder to Duke, trying to make it go away. She wanted to make it all go away. She wanted to be the woman she had been when she had kissed him goodbye before going out with Rachelle. She didn't want to know anything about herself other than that woman.

"Did you drink too much?" Duke asked, and his tone was an equal mix of concern and amusement.

"Rachelle bought shots," Rose mumbled because it was easier, in that moment, to blame it all on her twin.

When she was in her right mind, she would figure out the truth of it all.

Duke laughed. "Sisters, eh? Well, I've got you, Rose."

She knew he did. She knew it the way that Duke knew it, when he came home from a night with Adela. Rachelle liked to drink but Adela liked to party. Rose never knew how a night with Rachelle would end but Duke always went out with Adela knowing he was going to be hungover the next day. Rose would make sure that she had his hangover breakfast of sausage and grits and an IPA so hoppy that the whole kitchen would reek. Rose knew in the morning that he would go out to her favourite fast food place and come back with two hash browns, a greasy breakfast sandwich, and an ice coffee that he added vodka to and serve it to her in bed.

"You want to go to sleep?"

Rose tilted her head back, realizing that she was nose to nose with Duke. His facial features blurred in front of her and she focused on his brown eyes.

"I love you," she said, feeling a panic well up into her throat. Because she did love him, she did, but she kissed another man, and what did that mean?

"I love you too," Duke promised and he kissed her forehead. "Let's get you to bed."

Rose nodded, letting him help her all the way. Bed was the best place for her to be right now.