Cheat -» Chris Beck

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Word Count: 801

Warnings: Mild cursing, mentioning of alcohol and intoxication.

Prompt: The reader heads over to her current boyfriends apartment to surprise him after returning home from getting Watney. Only to discover a sight that would leave a scar, and for the reader to fume.

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You check yourself over in the mirror. You weren't dressed fancy but you felt like you looked different after returning home from getting Watney off of Mars, especially since you took a longer trip then expected. You head towards the door of your apartment and leave.

You were headed towards your current boyfriends apartment to surprise him, since you returned home without telling him. You made your way over excitedly.

You walked up to his apartment and openly let yourself in. You've been dating for a while now, and it didn't really seem odd for you to just walk in- he did it to you anyways. Just as you stepped in you noticed all the lights were off, and it seemed different.

You stopped once you heard a noise coming from the bedroom, maybe he was at one of his games again? You headed over and opened the door, standing there in pure shock and disbelief.

There was your current ex-boyfriend Bradley on his bed shirtless with a brunette girl in his lap, sucking each other's face off like there was no tomorrow. You racked your mind for how to play this out: cool and collected, or bitchy and raging?

Option one would get you enemies either way!

"What do you think you're doing?" Your voice made both parties stop and look at you.

"Excuse me?" The girl looks at you confused "Who is she? Your sister?" You froze.

"His sister? Honey, I was his girlfriend." You inform her.

Bradley sits there shocked "Y/n, you were in space." Was all he managed.

"In space? You whore! This whole time you told me you were single! While she worked her ass off in space! Why would you do something like that to a pretty girl! I honestly hope you rot in hell!" The girl collets her things throwing Bradley's phone at him.

You merely just smirked and held your head high "I'm so sorry, I won't be in your hair anymore." She apologized leaving quickly.

"Y/n-" you hold your hand up motioning him to stop and he obeys.

"I'm not gonna yell, I'm not take anything from this apartment except the beer in that damn fridge that I earned. And what she said about rotting in hell, I can help with that. And if I see you again trying anything to contact me or see me, I will screw your face up." You warn.

You head towards the fridge and grab your beer leaving the apartment by slamming the door. You head back to your apartment- fuming of course, but you would manage.

You sit in front of the fireplace in your apartment, it was burning all of Bradley's items from pictures to clothes. Anything he left was burning, you had finished five beers by now just watching the fire burn.

"Bottoms up, asshole." You whisper taking the last long swig of your sixth and final beer.

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You wake up the next morning in your own bed, even though you had gotten slightly drunk. You still remember everything from last night.. Fun! You got a whiff of something beautiful cooking, which is what dragged you out of bed.

You walked past your roommates bedroom and towards the kitchen to see your roommate and former Ares III midnight conversation partner Dr. Chris Beck, his back towards you as he worked with the stove.

"Who knew after all those months in Space, you still remembered how to cook." Your words scared him at first until he realized it was you.

You stood next to him watching him cook "Things with Brett- no Brayden- nope.. Uh... What's his face, okay?" Beck finally gets out you lightly laugh.

"How did you know?" You look up at him making eye contact.

"Beer bottles on the floor, fire was put out a little bit ago. I'm gonna say a wild guess." He smiles you rest your head on his shoulder.

"Honestly no, turns out he was cheating." You sigh Chris puts his arm around you turning the stove off.

"So your single now?" Suddenly he realizes what he said and freezes, but relaxes once you laugh.

"I guess I am single." You smile shyly.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" You question causing Beck to look down into your e/c eyes.

"No." He looks at the food bashfully.

"Do you want one?" He grins madly "I would love it if you were my girlfriend." You both just smile at each other before he gently leans down and kisses you softly.

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