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𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐦𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐲 (𝟏)

"stop rambling on and kiss me."

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y/n's pov

i came home after a long day at work, absolutely exhausted. i want to scream, and shout, and cry, and laugh and just let everything go.

"hey bubba," scott greeted me as i came in the house. "how was it?"

"shocking." i said, taking off my uniform.

"aww, bless you. what happened?"

"you know that greg took a week off to 'focus on himself'?"

"yeah,"

"well, he's quit. the newbie, jessica, doesn't know what the fuck she's doing. olivia threatened to quit, because no one else is there to cover for her shifts with her new-born baby. she's lost the will, and will himself gave up after one hour. i'm doing my job, my boss' job because he's a sexist and miserable asshole who only wants to sit down and do nothing, and also trying to cover greg, jessica, will and olivia's job at the same time. then, harry decided that it would be a brilliant time to tell me that he's off on paternity, and max is drunk every time he comes in for a shift. i'm the only one somehow keeping the place running! and it's a fucking nightmare!"

"jesus, love."

"yeah, get some of this. richard came in being the biggest prick he possibly could be, which is as of no surprise, belinda and isaac were just flirting the whole time. tim and emma were being tim and emma, arrogant little shits, and we got five new youngsters who sit on their phone on tinder or whatever all fucking day. anna announced that she's going to try for some kids, vincent didn't rock up at all, yvonne's too busy trying to get carl, and-"

"stop rambling on and kiss me."

i didn't need to hear him again. i pressed my lips against his, making me calm down after being tense since six in the morning. even twelve hours later, now, i'm only just beginning to relax. his arms pulled me into a hug, after a little while. he began playing with my hair.

"how about i make you a bath with your fancy salts and whatever else you want, you can read that book you've wanted for ages. i was gonna save it for your birthday or christmas, but you can have it early. then when you're sorted and in your pj's, we can cuddle as we watch the new film on disney+. how does that sound?"

"it sounds perfect, babe. thank you."

"anything for you, love. i'll go get it sorted. bubbles?"

"yeah, please, if you don't mind."

"of course i don't. get yourself comfy, but not too comfy. i'll get it sorted for you, love."

scott went upstairs to go and get the bath sorted. i sat down on my phone, looking at instagram.

this was, before i was picked up by my boyfriend.

"scotty!"

"what? it's sorted. i figured i'd save your tired legs, so all you need to do is change, get in, start reading the book, once you're done you do what you need to do, and we can then cuddle."

"yeah. i love you so much."

"i love you more, princess. i'll get the film and snacks sorted, yeah?"

"yeah. i'll call you when i'm finished."

i got myself in the bath, with bubbles and salts in it. this boy treats me so well. i started reading the book. i got to chapter ten, i then i washed my hair and got out. i dried myself off, getting into my pj's.

"scotty! i'm done!"

he came from our bedroom. "hey, brill. got the film on, love."

i went into the bedroom to find our favourite snacks, with the film on the tv.

"you like?"

"i like. i love."

i sat on the bed. scott came in after me, grabbing blankets. we got under them, eating the snacks and watching the film.

i fell asleep in his arms, keeping me close to him.

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hope this is okay! willing to rewrite :)

stay safe, c.b <3