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Promise ring

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Requested by @palna hope you like it!

Summary: Debbie invites you to a family dinner, something you find really odd as Mason and you had broken up a month ago. But the promise ring he still wore made you realise he was as lost as you were. 

Wordcount: 2.1k

Note: words in italics ara a flashback 😉

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You felt like a fool standing there. Your legs were freezing and your feet already hurt, but the dress was too pretty and the heels went perfect with it. Your hands were trembling (cold or nerves? maybe both?), so much you were actually scared the bottle of wine might slip from your hands. 

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in which a series of tweets from lando’s girlfriend got people assuming for the worst.

notes: i’m still in denial about this tbh. but this is me coping

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f1wags Is there trouble in paradise? In a series of cryptic tweets, fans believe that Lando Norris and long-time girlfriend, Y/N Y/LN broke up. Any thoughts?

user444 what??! this is how i find out?

dannyric3 nooo i liked them too much :((

smoothnorris we lost another good one guys

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landonorris no, we did not break-up. yes, reputation and lover are on repeat in this household.

danielriccardo Oh thank God. I thought you guys really broke up.

landonorris no, never.

landofan4 i have never related more to y/n than now.

never not missing you

here i am again

the shrill winter wind creeping its way into my bones

a crimson sweater hugging my body

sitting on a wooden park bench

pumpkin coloured trees all around

my lush lips shivering against the warmth of the coffee in the mug

heart longing for her arms to envelope me in a hug

the memories were still too strong

vivid pictures flowing through my mind

a heap of emotions flooding my body

at any given time

all the running wild

soon enough turned volatile

the loud smiles

and hallway laughs

turned into broken promises

and broken hearts

i tried my best to repair the damage that was done

fighting through the pain

all the places they planned on visiting when we went to london

all of it gone in vain

a silent tear snuck out of my eye and rolled down my cheek

it had been a long, excruciating week

all i wanted was for my best friend to be next to me

by my side when things got tough

but i realised then that people never stay

not even the ones you were sure of

how it started:

how it’s going:

We aren't ready for this

The high five, I LITERALLY CAN'T 😭😭

JUST GOT TO EPISODE 6 I FUCKING QUIT

[5:46 AM] — MIYA OSAMU

you’re not too sure what time it is, but you know it’s early when osamu lays himself over you, head digging into your chest as he steals your warmth. you groan, wrapping your arms around him as you pull the blanket higher over your bodies.

“what time is it?”

“almost six,” he hums. it’s quiet for a moment, you seem to be drifting back to sleep, and osamu grins in victory against your shirt before drifting off himself.

until you speak up.

“wait a second. aren’t you supposed to be on the couch?” his body freezes for a moment before he’s clutching onto you tightly while you’re trying to shove him off. “samu! get off!”

“no!”

“i’m serious, i’m still mad at you,” you huff. he frowns (though it’s more of a pout) and simply shakes his head.

“‘m not lettin’ go. ma back hurts. i’m cold too.”

“miya osamu—”

and before you can finish your sentence, there’s a soft bite at your chin that makes you stop.

“don’t call me by ma full name,” he grumbles, settling back down into your chest. “‘s rude.”

he has the audacity to grab your hand and plop it into his hair too, gesturing at you to play with the dark brown strands.

“did you just bite me?”

“and what if i did?” comes his quiet mumble, voice muffled by your shirt.

last night wasn’t exactly a big fight, it was a petty one if the both of you were being honest, but osamu should’ve admitted he was wrong, and his attitude was what landed him a spot on the couch. and to his dismay, you seem to fall asleep much easier without his embrace than he does without yours.

“what do you—you bit me,” you repeat incredulously. you smack his shoulder when he snickers quietly at your shock.

“didn’t even hurt, ya drama queen.” and you want to keep your facade of being mad, you want to tell him to go back to the couch until you’ve deemed he’s earned his spot back, but something about the way he nuzzles into you and kisses your collarbone before trying to fall asleep once more makes you give in.

he’s stubborn, you’ve come to know this a tad bit too well, but he’s also gentle. he plants one more spoonful of dinner to your plate when you tell him to stop, he pulls the sun visor down for you when the light shines in your face as he drives, he wakes up and puts socks on your feet when they feel like icicles against his calves, and he’s the only person who easily forgives you for your own stubbornness too—every time, without fail.

so you wrap your arm tightly around him, stroking through his locks as you mumble “you’re such a weirdo, you know that?”

“well, ‘s just the way i am, deal with it,” he mumbles back. and then you giggle, he laughs, you kiss his forehead, and he kisses your jaw—and you’re back to your usual routine, last night all forgotten.

“i love you,” you whisper.

“love ya too. and i also love yer cheeks, ‘m bitin’ them next.”

i am once again pushing that osamu’s love language is biting

The only thing going through his brain were scenarios of them together. Lying in bed, dancing in the kitchen, laughing on the couch, him constantly telling her to stop drinking that much coffee. Her hands on hers. His lips on hers.

The memories were too strong.

Still too strong.

“YOUR KISS MY CHEEK I WATCHED YOU LEAVE YOUR SMILE MY GHOST I FELL TO MY KNEEESSS WHEN YOURE YOUNG YOU JUST RUN BUT YOU COME BACK TO WHAT YOU NEEEEEEEEEEEeeEEEeeDDD”