#cillian murphy fanfic
The Peaky Designer - Chapter List
Below are the chapters that are currently posted and available:
15/12/2019:Chapter One: The Internship of a Life Time
17/12/2019:Chapter Two: Dinner and a Gig
19/12/2019:Chapter Three: A Heat of the Moment
20/12/2019:Chapter Four: The Shelby Clan **
21/12/2019:Chapter Five: We Need to Talk, Gab.
23/12/2019:Chapter Six: It’s Only a One Night Thing **
25/12/2019:Chapter Seven: A Day In Bath
27/12/2019:Chapter Eight: Bestfriends are Forever…
30/12/2019:Chapter Nine: …And Cruel
31/12/2019:Chapter Ten: Distract me, Cillian.**
1/01/2020:Chapter Eleven: Twenty-Five
2/01/2020:Chapter Twelve: An Irish Christmas**
6/01/2020:Chapter Thirteen: What Are You to Me? **
8/01/2020:Chapter Fourteen: Happy Dirty New Year**
11/01/2020:Chapter Fifteen: Distance Won’t Stop Us**
17/01/2020:Chapter Sixteen: One Last Time **
20/01/2020:Chapter Seventeen: Goodbye, but not Forever**
12/02/2020:Chapter Eighteen: Surprise!**
17/02/2020:Chapter Nineteen: Cillian, I’m…**
06/03/2020:Chapter Twenty: Disaster
13/03/2020:Chapter Twenty-One: Whose Topping on Valentines?**
25/03/2020:Chapter Twenty-Two: Dinner at a Wogs House**
2/04/2020:Chapter Twenty-Three: Hunter Valley**
26/07/2020:Chapter Twenty-Four: Maya’s Wedding Day
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** Smut Involved.
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- I will not be including Cillian’s family as it’s kinda weird since he has children lmao. Just a mention of his parents and a previous lover.
- I will indicate in a chapter if there is smut in the beginning and before the actual scene!!
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- There is a variety of levels of swearing during a chapter, I will not hold back, everyone swears.
- The timestamp for the Fic is now 2016 and onwards!!
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Background: Gabrijela Babic is a Croatian girl from Sydney, Australia. She is born in the year 1991 on the 24th of December. She studies a Fashion degree in a University with a major in Game Design as well. Her teacher in the fashion designer class managed to nail an Internship on the set of Peaky Blinders with the shows very own Costume Designer, Allison McCosh. There, she travels to London for under a year to learn how to be one, working alongside the actors as well the man she admires, Cillian Murphy. But, her platonic feelings for the man begins to grow into something more, and she wonders whether she should pursue them or let him go for fear of her strict parents and her three older brothers…
Characters:
Swantje Paulina as Gabrijela Babic (swalina on Instagram)
Cillian Murphy
Word Count: 5,235
!!Warnings!!: Mention of abortion near the end
Date: February 2017
Chapter Name: Maya’s Wedding Day
Brief Chapter Outline: The pair attend’s Maya’s wedding, it’s all nice and happy until Lucia ruins the surprise for Gabrijela. It ends with the following day after-party at Maya’s parents house.
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It was an early start for Gabrijela and Cillian. They took another shower, Gab going first since she had to be ready quicker and she took her time when it came to doing her hair and make-up.
“You look fine without all of that on.” Cillian mused.
She huffed, “Yes. You’ve told me many times. But it’s only for these special occasions I’ll go full out. Or if I’m streaming a game.” She was combing her wet hair once she was out of the shower.
“I have yet to see you do a stream,” Cillian said.
“Well, I do plan on a stream next weekend. You can watch.” She giggled.
“Sounds like a good idea.” He nodded and went into the shower.
Gabrijela dried her hair and worked on it. It was a half up half down style with a braid, the loose ends were in soft waves as her hair was like that naturally. She cleaned up her jewellery next, she had found some earrings that could match her necklace, they were simple gold sunbursts with a little opal in the middle. She still had that Claddagh ring on and admired it. She truly loved it. She popped on their shared music playlist as she set on her make-up. She kept it quite natural, when she would come back she would add more to match her evening dress. Her dress for the church was an off the shoulder, white top section with the skirt a rose gold with four big white flowers. She wore flats with a small heel.
Cillian was ready in his suit, he was fixing up his collar as Gabrijela came over and did his tie, “You look dashing, babe.” She adjusted his tie and collar and rubbed down his jacket.
“And you look stunning.” He held her forearms gently.
“Thank you. Can I take a photo?” She grinned.
“Okay.” He chuckled and they posed before the mirror as she snapped a pic. “Oh, we look good.”
“We do. A perfect couple.” She leaned up and kissed his cheek gently.
They pulled away and she grabbed her bag, checked for anything she was missing and off they went. Her family were finishing up and the kids mucked around near the parking lot. They all greeted each other before they all got into their own cars. Her parents would join in her car, she would lead her family to the church.
Once everyone got to the church, they mingled with the rest of the guests and Gabrijela found her group of friends. They all greeted each other.
“How was the drive?” Elijah asked.
“Good. I’m tired since we left right after I finished work.” Gabrijela laughed. “Don’t give me that look you kinky asshat. No. I’m not tired because of that.” She punched his shoulder.
He grinned, “Sure thing. Hey, I gotta tell you something though.”
“Oh? What is it?” Gab asked.
“Before we all knew what Lucia had done to you and the shit she caused us, she is still coming to the wedding. Maya wanted to tell her not to come but she felt way to bad. You know how she is.” Elijah said.
Gab sighed heavily, “Thanks for telling me. I’ll make sure I keep away from her.”
“No problemo. I think she’s just coming to the reception so you got time to get yourself ready if she ever tries to face off with you.” Elijah patted her shoulder.
“Yeah. Again, thanks.” She smiled.
It was time to head into the church and she took Cillian’s hand. Together they sat near the front with her family and friends. Ben was standing up at the front with his mates, looking very nervous. Twenty minutes passed before the bride had arrived. The guests all stood as the little flower girls, both Maya’s and Ben’s, walked down the aisle, throwing flowers along the way but were giggling and kept getting distracted. Then it was the ring boys who were close to the girl’s ages, followed by the three bridesmaids. The music began as Maya and her father walked together down the aisle. She had a beautiful lace dress which had a Queen Anne collar and short flowing sleeves. The bodice was hand made and had little crystals sewn in the middle of the flower designs. She looked absolutely stunning and very happy.
The ceremony continued on, it was seriously perfect. Their vows were their own and it brought tears to both their eyes. Gab felt Cillian slip his hand in hers and squeeze gently. She looked up and he smiled at her, she returned it. She looked back when they exchanged rings… She wondered if she was ever going to get married.
Once the ceremony ended, the Croatian band started and played music as they walked out followed by the bridal party then soon after the guests. Everyone gathered in front of the church and took a photo, then a big circle was formed and the bride and groom danced to the music. People clapped and cheered, more photos taken and people congratulated them. The bride and groom eventually left to go have their photos taken, some people headed back to their hotel rooms or straight to the reception that was being held at the Hunter Valley Gardens.
Gab and Cillian headed back to their hotel with her parents in tow. They all relaxed in the garden as it was cooler, Leo had brought drinks and they had some. Gab stuck with her lemon lime and bitters. Music played from the boom box she brought along, the kids asleep, the air warm but not to much to cause you to sweat. Then it was time to get ready, Gabrijela changing into her other dress, Cillian helping with the lace back. She laughed when he gripped her hips and pulled her close, kissing her shoulder then to her neck. She tangled her fingers in his hair, “Don’t, babe. You know what will happen.”
“Just don’t think about it.” He said, coming to her jaw.
“Bastard.” She was turned around to face him and she planted her hands on his chest. “I. Love. You.”
“And I. Love. You. Too.” He leaned in and kissed her softly, “You look really beautiful.”
“Thank you. You look really handsome.” She smiled and fixed his hair.
He took her face in his hands gently and he smiled, “Shall we go?”
“We shall.” They kissed and pulled away and headed out and soon left to go to the gardens. It was done outside with a huge marquis that was decked out in a very boho, natural theme. Pretty lightbulbs hung from the beams above (which looked like branches), the poles were designed to look like tree trunks with curling flowering vines. The tables had three types of designs, one had the red wattle, yellow kangaroo paws and the eucalyptus flower with leaves sprinkled on the tables. The bridal table was similar but much more extravagant with flowers draped at the front with fairy lights woven between them and as the backdrop to.
Gabrijela took the stem of rosemary from the basket, it had a red, blue and white ribbon at the end and she pinned it to Cillian’s jacket lapel.
“What is this for?” Cillian asked.
“All Croatian weddings have this. Each guest gets it. Tradition says it wards off evil spirits and that guests then give money.” She pointed to the box. “Though, you would give a card instead of just dumping it in.” She held the card up and grinned before she put it in the box. “I already bought her a gift, a Smeg Toaster that will match her other Smeg items in their new house.”
Cillian chuckled, “Nice.” He took her hand as they walked to their table. They were seated with her friends, Elijah at her side.
“Please tell me she won’t be on our table?” Gab asked Elijah.
“Sadly she will be, but don’t you worry. We got you.” He hugged her a little and squeezed her shoulder. “Also you look fantastic. You both do.”
“Thanks, Eli.” Gab smiled a little before she sighed. “Ah fuck.” Gab cursed when she saw Lucia walk in what looked like a much older man.
“Now that is a first,” Karsyn said with a raised brow, he was seated beside Cillian.
“What the hell.” Gab groaned.
“It’s going to be okay.” Cillian gripped her hand, touching her face, “I love you.”
Gab smiled and touched his hand as Lucia beamed, “Hi guys! Good to see you all.” She exclaimed.
“Nice to see you too,” Elijah said with a tight smile.
Karsyn only ignored her and talked to his fiancee.
“Well, this is David. My boyfriend.” She introduced the sketchy looking dude. Lucia told him each of their names before they sat down. The vibe on the table was weird since no one was really talking to Lucia. Gab kept her attention on Cillian, showing him something on her phone.
“So! Gab-gab, how have you been?” Lucia chimed in, beaming.
Gab looked up, “It’s Gabrijela. I’ve been fine.” She leaned into Cillian’s side, gripping his thigh.
David seemed intrigued but he didn’t talk, keeping mostly to himself.
“That’s good. You like my handsome boyfriend? He’s super sweet. He’s also from Ireland to. We both have guys who got in common. Should hang out.” Lucia nodded.
Gabrijela bit her bottom lip and took a quick glance at her friends who also seemed like ‘WTF’. “Uh, don’t know. I’m quite busy.”
“I’m sure we will find a day! I’ll message you. Did you change your number? Been trying to get back to you.” Lucia frowned.
“Uh. Yeah-”
“Oh then please, give it to me. I want to organise a day-” Lucia started.
“No. I will not. I’m busy, Lucia. I have no time to meet up with you.” Gabrijela already felt annoyed and she felt embarrassed for her boyfriend who was trying to tell Lucia to stop.
“Why not? I want to see you again.” She pouted, tears in her eyes. “I miss you!” She cried. David grabbed her and hushed her, whispering fast to her and she was whimpering.
“Jesus.” Gabrijela turned away from her, shaking her head. “I’m already fucking sick of her.” Gabrijela felt that second-hand embarrassment.
“It’s okay. I’m here for you.” Cillian rubbed her arms gently then took her hands and brought them to his lips. He looked at Lucia who was staring at him with clear vile anger. He only looked back to his love and kissed her forehead.
No one talked to Lucia despite she was trying to chat up the ladies on the table. Very light conversation before she finally got the gist of it.
Eventually, the bride and groom had arrived. The bridal party went first in, each couple had their own song they danced to as they entered followed by Ben and Maya. They picked a lovely Croatian song and they danced together in the middle of the dance floor. Then they parted after it was done and took their spots on the table.
Their MC, Maya’s cousin, welcomed everyone and complimented the bridal party and the couple before he sneaked in some jokes before he departed. The first-course meal was then brought out soon after, people were chatting, music was playing. There was going to be a live band, she could see it. She loved live Croatian bands, and these guys were good.
Lucia got up to go talk to some people she saw, leaving poor David alone.
“Hey mate.” Elijah spoke up, smiling at the man, “I gotta ask, what are you doing with her?”
“With Lucia? Like anyone else, dating her.” David sat a little straighter.
“Right. Right.” Elijah sat back.
“I’d like to ask why you all gave her such a cold greeting. Are you not her closest friends? Especially you?” David looked at Gab.
“Was. She’s no longer our friend.” Gabrijela said. She wondered if Lucia had even told David why they never spoke. It looked like he was quite confused.
“That doesn’t mean you should give her the cold shoulder.” David frowned, “She’s proven to be an actual lovely girl.”
“Oh? So you know what she did?” Gabrijela asked, tilting her head to the side.
“Yes. She told me she made a mistake with sleeping with your now ex. She truly wants to make it up to you.” David replied.
“Yeah. No. She did not make that mistake. She wanted it.” Gabrijela scoffed, shaking her head. Cillian gripped her thigh, squeezing to remind her to stay calm.
“Have you ever spoken to her about it? She said you just dropped her.” David cocked an eyebrow.
“Of course. I won’t be dealing with people who cheat. I’ve dealt with people like that, don’t need it in my life.” Gab replied smoothly.
“But you should-” David began.
“Listen, mate. She said she doesn’t want to be friends with her. Drop it. Besides, how long have you been dating Lucia?” Elijah cut him off.
“Three months,” David said.
“Right. And you understand that she was causing some shit with us, as well?”
“Yes but-”
“No buts here. Just understand that she’s cut deep wounds with us all and we aren’t the type to just happily oblige her just because she throws a tantrum. You just saw it yourself.” Elijah said, his eyes hard.
David frowned and glanced at Gabrijela and her man then sighed and sat back, arms crossed.
Gabrijela looked away and saw Maya looking at them, she gave her a smile of reassurance and a promise they would talk later.
It wasn’t long when it came to the first dance. Gabrijela explained to Cillian the meaning behind the song and how much it meant to Maya and Ben. He found it quite romantic as they watched the pair dance. The rest of the bridal party danced until anyone else may come up.
“Shall we?” Gabrijela turned to Cillian.
“Dance?” He asked.
“Yeah. Come on, my love.” She said as she stood up and took his hands. They walked to the dance floor and he spun her before he pulled her close. They swayed to the music, her head resting on his chest. She imagined them on their wedding day like this.
“You make me so unbelievably happy, Cillian.” She said, her eyes shut.
His lips brushed her forehead, his thumb ran over her knuckles slowly, “I can say the same for you. You are truly a woman I love.”
She loved that word in his accent, it made her shiver, “My Cillian.” She looked up at him and leaned up to kiss him softly.
He smiled and they pressed foreheads. Maya made an 'aw’ sound as they came close.
“You two are so cute!” She beamed and broke away from Ben to hug Gabrijela.
Gab laughed as she hugged her friend back as Cillian shook hands with Ben, “Congrats. You look so good! Ugh!”
“Thanks. Oh my god. I love this dress. It suits you so well!” Maya beamed. The girls gushed over each other before they danced, their men stood off to the side to talk.
“I have something really important to tell you and the gang,” Gab said to Maya as they twirled.
“Oh? How important?” Maya asked with a smile.
“Very. After all the formalities are done we all meet under the willow tree.” Gab giggled.
“Oooh, secrets. I love secrets.” Maya mused.
They parted as the dance ended and they all took their seats once more. It was time to do the speeches, which were very sweet, a lot of tears from both Maya, Ben and Maya’s dad and Ben’s best man. The speeches really tugged at the heartstrings. Even for Gabrijela. Then it was time to cut the cake, which of course almost turned out into a food fight but Maya wasn’t having it. Once the cake was taken away and people calmed down it was time to throw the bouquet and Gabrijela was up on her feet.
“Hey! You aren’t single!” Elijah shouted.
“Don’t care!” Gab stuck her tongue out as all the girls gathered. Music played as Maya swayed and messed around… Then threw the flowers. The girls cried out and reached for it… Gab caught it as she tittered to the side and fell down as she laughed.
“Woo!” She yelled as Cillian rushed to her side.
“You okay my love?” He asked, eyes wide.
“I am. I am.” She giggled and kissed him as he helped her to her feet. “Now it’s your turn.” She said as Maya came over.
“You good? Holy crap you were determined.” Maya laughed.
“Yep! I was!” She nodded as they took a picture together.
“What do you mean it’s my turn?” Cillian asked as they pulled away.
“You’ll see.” Gabbie pulled him back to the table as it was now Ben’s turn.
Ben had done a whole 'Magic Mike’ kinda dance for Maya who was red as a tomato. He stripped and paraded around her before he got to his knees and went under her skirts. She laughed and giggled as he finally took out the garter.
“Up you go, babe. Go catch it.” Gab whispered to him.
“Oh, God.” He laughed and stood to join the boys.
“Don’t you hurt him!” Gab yelled, pointing at Ben’s brothers and cousins.
Ben also did the teasing before he threw it. Gab gasped as the group surged forward… Cillian came out victorious! He laughed as he was bear-hugged by the group and Gabrijela was called up. They took photos together then with the bride and groom before Cillian and Gabrijela began to dance. It was an old tradition that they would do this. They did a bit of a jig together and laughed and mucked around, people cheering and clapping.
It was time to sit down as dessert came out, chocolate fudge cake. Gabrijela groaned as the dish was set before her, Cillian getting some type of ice-cream and some other cake. “Let’s share,” Gab said and they did, going half and half with their dishes.
Gab waited when Lucia decided to leave and she whispered to Elijah and Karsyn to follow her. They all got up, including the wives as they walked out to the willow tree. Gab waited back as her friends had all gathered there and looked up at Cillian, “You still okay with me telling them?” She asked him. They had discussed on the drive that Gabrijela would tell her friends about her being pregnant. They both agreed they would do it tonight.
“I’m perfectly fine with this. I swear it. Your friends deserve to know and I am more than happy to tell them.” He squeezed her hands.
Gabbie beamed and together they went to their group of friends.
“Spill it, girlie.” Maya grinned.
“Well…” Gabbie glanced at Cillian then back at her friends. “I’m pregnant!”
There was a moment and Maya was the one who gasped, “Really? Oh my god!”
“Yep! I am!” Gabrijela laughed as she was crushed against her friend’s body in a tight hug.
“Congratulations!” Karsyn and Elijah said as they all hugged each other.
“When are you due?” Maya asked.
“Don’t know. Maybe October or November if my calculations are right.” Gabrijela giggled as Cillian pulled her close.
“Are you excited?” Ben asked Cillian.
“Oh very much so. I can’t wait.” Cillian grinned and looked down at Gabrijela.
There was excited chatter among her friends, and they eventually found out they were all first to know before her family. That was another obstacle to get across.
“What’s all this excitement?” Lucia had wandered over and looked at everyone, “And why was I left out of it?”
Everyone turned to look at her, “None of your business.” Elijah smiled.
“Is someone pregnant?” Lucia continued, “Who? C'mon, tell me.” She crossed her arms.
“None. Of. Your. Business.” Elijah said again, “No one needs to tell you anything.”
“I wasn’t asking you.” She snapped at Elijah. “Ladies? Someone gonna tell me?”
“No.” Gabrijela frowned, “Elijah is right. We don’t need to tell you shit.” She said, “Come on, let’s go back inside.” Gab said and walked with Cillian, holding his hand.
Everyone followed inside, leaving Lucia alone.
The night continued with more dancing and taking silly photos in the photo booth. Gabrijela and Cillian headed into the garden again where they kissed under a tree for some time where things began to grow hotter until Elijah, Karsyn and Ben ruined the fun. Gab was happy her friends were super supportive of their relationship, the boys loved Cillian, they acted mature but also had heaps of fun.
Gab couldn’t get her eyes off Cillian the whole time, and Maya kept teasing her about it.
“Shut up.” Gab rolled her eyes, shoving her friend a little.
“Nah. Not when you got googly eyes and drooling all over yourself.” Maya laughed.
“Sorry, can’t help that my boyfriend is a total snack.” Gabbie mused.
“And cheers to that!” Maya beamed and they clinked glasses.
The girls chatted with each other before Gab spotted her parents looking around before their gazes fell on to Gab and wandered over.
“Gab, we need to chat.” Her father said with a firm tone. “Alone.”
Gabrijela frowned but her friends all got up and left, Maya mouthing 'Come to me if you need it’ and turned to go.
“Okay… What’s up?” Gab was confused as to why her father looked so grim. And angry.
“Well, is there something you’d like to tell us?” Her father stared at her, his scowl was clear.
“Tell you… What?” Gabrijela seemed more confused than anything.
“Gabrijela, don’t play dumb. We know you are pregnant.” Her father snapped.
Gab winced and her eyes widened, “What?” She had no words.
“Lucia told us. You told your friends first without consulting with us.” Her father continued.
“You should have told us so we can discuss whether you will be keeping it or not.” Her mother added.
“Well, I was planning to.” Gab restrained her anger, “But I wasn’t going to tell you yet. I wanted to make it a surprise. But it seems you both are not happy I am pregnant, am I correct?”
“Of course not. I’ve never been happy with this relationship either, I do not see a good future with this man at all. Why couldn’t you be with someone closer to your age? Why must you waste away your life-”
“First of all,” Gab cut her father off, glaring at him, “It is none of your damn business on who I date. I love Cillian, for who he is. Not because he is an older man. I never cared about it, I care about how he treats me and how we are together. You should be happy he makes me happy.” She said with a clear, hard voice. No way would she let her parents trample over her like this.
“And does he know about you being pregnant?” Her mother scoffed a little.
“Of course. And we have a plan about when I am due, he will spend the few weeks here with me. Supporting me.” Gab straightened her shoulders. She wouldn’t let them shit on Cillian either.
Her parents let out a sigh, “And through it? How will he support you here when he isn’t here?” Her father asked.
“Of course he can’t come with me to the appointments so I have Maya to help me with it. Why does it matter? He is dedicated to me and with this baby, he will do whatever he can to help me.” Gabrijela said.
But the next words that came from her mother hurt the most, “Darling, I do not think this is a good idea. How will your child grow up with an old man who won’t be able to keep up? I know this is hard but we can talk to a doctor about-”
Gabrijela stood, tears forming in her eyes, “How dare you! Don’t you talk to me about aborting my child! Of all the people, I thought you’d be happy or at least kind about this! I cannot believe you’d think I’d choose to rid my child.”
“Baby, what’s going on?” Cillian had rushed over when he heard her raised voice and had seen the trio interact.
“I just- God! You are unbelievably cruel!” She was crying now, tears streaming down her face.
“Damnit Gabrijela, you are ruining your life! This whole thing is a mistake, why couldn’t you just behave yourself?” Her father stood, “I do not accept what you have with this man, or what you are carrying. You are no daughter to me.”
The words speared her heart, “I HATE YOU! FUCK YOU!” Gabrijela screamed and turned and ran off.
Cillian turned to her father, having had enough of this, “How could you say that to your own daughter?” Fuck being nice. This was his love and future mother to his child. “What a terrible thing to say, you should be comforting her and aiding her. Not turn her away.” He shook his head, “I love her, I love our child. There is nothing you can do about it. I’d like you to reconsider your words to her and make peace if you have the heart to do so.” Cillian turned and ran after Gabrijela.
Her parents were in shock but had not said anything else after him.
Gabrijela was in the bathroom, crying in one of the stalls. Maya was there, trying to comfort her and hold her. Cillian didn’t care and came in, “Gabbie? My love?” He came to the closed door, he could see Maya’s white dress underneath it.
Maya opened the door and let Cillian in, who gathered Gab into his arms.
“I hate them,” She cried into his chest, “I can’t believe they even had the guts to say such cruel things.”
“Shh, I’m here now. I’m not going anywhere.” He stroked her hair gently, rocking her a little.
They spent like that for a bit before he managed to walk her out, they headed out of the venue where he cleaned her face up, Maya and the rest of her friends there with her.
Though, Elijah was inside with his fiancée who was trying to calm him down and not go after Lucia who was smirking like a cat. But he didn’t need to as Maya came over with her husband and told Lucia to leave.
The girl made a huge deal and a tantrum, her boyfriend super embarrassed as he had to literally lift her and carry her out of the place.
When Gab seemed to recover, Cillian held her hand as he sat beside her, his jacket around her shoulders. “I love you.” He said softly, cupping her cheek and turning to face him.
She smiled a little, “I know. I love you too.” She rested her head on his shoulder and he kissed her head.
“Nothing will stop me from loving you. Or our child.” His hand slid over her stomach.
“You are perfect, Cillian. You really are.” She looked up at him, “My handsome love.” She kissed him deeply.
His arms slid around her and they kissed passionately, “When we head home, I’ll make you a fantastic bath.” He murmured against her lips.
“Yeah? Will you be in there, a bow on your head?” She giggled softly.
“Sure, if we have one.” He pecked her lips.
She was feeling a little better but she was still hurting, “Well, long as you are there, that matters most.”
“Mmm, yeah.” He leaned back in and kissed her again.
“Hey, come on you two. We’re going to say good-bye to Maya and Ben.” Elijah broke them up.
The pair stood and walked back in, hand in hand. Everyone stood in a circle as the newlywed couple went around to each person to say good-bye. Her brothers had already left earlier because of the kids and they had a long drive home tomorrow.
Eventually, they had left after another dance and the party continued on.
Gab danced with Cillian and her other friends, not meeting her parent’s eyes. By midnight the party finished and Maya’s remaining family cleaned up, as well as Gab and Cillian and her parents. Once that was over they drove back to the motel in total silence. Cillian took to the wheel despite Gabrijela telling him not to.
Now at the motel, Gabrijela didn’t say goodnight to her parents and simply went to her room with Cillian. She undressed as he prepared a bath, cleaned her face and combed her hair before tying it up in a bun.
Cillian had finished with the bath and she wandered over, he was undressing as well and she couldn’t help but watch him. “Sexy.” She purred.
He laughed, facing her full-on, “That’s you. Come on, let’s get in.” He said and helped her in before he slid behind her. He set up some music for them to listen to as they relaxed in silence. Cillian could feel Gab falling asleep and woke her up before he washed her. He got out with her and dried her and dressed her in one of his shirts and boxers.
Together they slipped into bed, him being the big spoon.
“I love you.” She murmured softly.
“I love you too.” He replied gently, kissing the back of her neck.
They both eventually fell asleep.
The Next Day…
Gab was glad her parents weren’t coming in the same car to Maya’s after-party at her parent’s house. Cillian had agreed as well as they packed the car. Soon they were on the road to the country house where they were able to stay the night as well.
The party was only close friends and family, it was a clear but hot day. It was all outside but undercover thankfully. A Croatian band was playing and a little dance floor was set out.
It was nice, Gab thought. She loved weddings and always dreamed of being married to someone she loved, and she gazed at Cillian once more with that cute, small smile.
“What?” He asked as he looked at her, they were dancing.
“Nothin’. Just admiring you.” She said. She wore a short yellow summer dress with white polka dots. She still had his necklace he gave her all those months ago.
“Uh-huh.” He said and kissed her softly as they swayed.
The afternoon continued on with plenty of laughter, food, dancing, singing and drinking. The majority had gone home by four, but the party kept going well into the night.
Gab had fallen asleep in the egg chair as her friends chatted around her, and Cillian had come over to pick her up and take her up to the spare bedroom. He undressed her and went back down to say goodnight to everyone before he joined his love in bed.
She had rolled and snuggled close to his side, mumbling something but kept on sleeping.
He stayed awake a little, watching her peaceful state. He let his mind think and wonder, feeling totally blessed to have her with him. Tomorrow, he thought, he needed to go out to the shops and buy a few things before they left to go to their camping trip on Wednesday.
He knew what he had to do and he was nervous about it.
Mr. Gallagher and Me
Jim x Reader
A/n- I feel like y'all are gonna figure me out with this one, but its fine lol
Chapter 7
Jim introduces Y/n to an old friend. Insecurities and a repeated mistake may lead to the end of Jim and Y/n’s relationship
Early November
The diner Jim had taken her to while they were grading papers a year earlier had unofficially become ‘theirplace’ and every time they ate there, they’d split a Knickerbocker for dessert. They were probably on track to becoming the establishment’s best customers, not that either of them minded. She and Jim had gone that day primarily to get away from the hustle of the pre-exam season, his students had been requesting private meetings left and right, most of them eagerly asking for extensions or extra credit assignments and while Jim was usually as accommodating as possible, that day, he’d disclosed that he really just wanted to have one lunch without a nervous freshman knocking on his door and asking if he had ‘five minutes to spare’. Likewise, Y/n was growing tired of devoting her scraps of free time, left over from making final corrections to her thesis, helping Jim grade midterms and assisting with compiling the exam papers, to students that had opted to skip classes over the past few months, only to gather some concern for their GPA at the end of the semester.
“Feels like we’re running away,” Y/n laughed softly, bringing her tea to her lips.
“We are running away,” Jim chuckled, licking his lower lips before taking a sip of his coffee, “But it’s for good reason because those first years are relentless,” he huffed, leaning further against the cushioned back of his seat.
Y/n was about to respond when the bell over the diner’s front door jingled and two women walked in, one significantly younger than the other, though both were tall brunettes. Most of the patrons were usually regulars and every time she and Jim went there, she could recognize almost everyone in the establishment as someone she’d seen before, but the pair that had just entered, she’d never seen them before. After a moment though, as they got seated at a table near her and Jim’s preferred booth, Y/n stopped paying any mind to them.
“I’m just gonna run to the bathroom,” Y/n said quietly as she stood abruptly, “Be right back.”
“Are you okay?” Jim knitted his brows, making her pause reluctantly.
“Yeah, I’m fine, why?’ Y/n frowned, a little annoyed that he was holding her back when she really had to use the bathroom. “It’s just the tea,” she waved off his concern and before he could say anything else, she hurried off towards the back, where the ladies room was.
She didn’t take any longer than ten minutes in the restroom, making a mental note to slow down on the fluids for the rest of the evening. Even if she had brushed of Jim’s innocent concern, Y/n had to admit, running to the bathroom that often was becoming annoying; immediately after she’d arrived on campus that morning, twice during a review session she’d held for a few students, when she and Jim had gotten to the diner and then just now- she didn’t even think she’d drank that much of anything! The worst part was that it had been going on for weeks, since they’d gotten back from Derry, according to her calculation.
But she felt completely fine otherwise, so there couldn’t have been anything to worry about.
Of course there’d been headaches and back pain sometimes, but that was just stress.
Shaking off the thoughts, Y/n finished drying her hands and then checked her hair in the mirror before heading out in the direction of their usual booth. She was almost half way there when she caught a glimpse of the brunette woman from earlier, standing at their table, talking to Jim. He was standing too, and they looked like they knew each other well. For a minute, she paused, trying to figure out if returning to the table would be an intrusion. Though, she wasn’t given much time to think it through though, because when Jim turned his head, he glimpsed Y/n and then gestured for her to come over.
Smiling, Y/n approached them, her nerves settling a little when Jim’s arm snake around her waist, “Yvonne,” he diverted from whatever their original conversation was about, and Y/n’s breath upon hearing the woman’s name. Yvonne, he’d mentioned her name a couple times; his wife’s best friend, the woman he had an affair with. “This is my girlfriend, Y/n.”
“Oh,” Yvonne smiled kindly, albeit a little stiffly, extending her hand and after a few seconds of hesitation, Y/n took it so they could shake warmly. In that moment, Y/n realized that the woman she’d been expecting after hearing Jim’s story was completely different to the one whose hand she’d just shaken, and it was no fault of his. She was the one that had conjured up some cruel, selfish vixen, but Yvonne seemed nice, quiet and shy, and from just their first interaction, Y/n could tell that she might be a little like Jim. Maybe, besides the boredom and turmoil in their respective marriages, that was what had connected them. “This is the woman you told me you were seeing, when we met for dinner?” She asked innocently, glancing at Jim.
Y/n’s eyes went wide and she too regarded Jim. “Er, no,” he chuckled nervously, “That was Orla,” he smiled tightly, “We broke up a couple months after that,” he informed softly, “That was last year,” he smiled to Y/n, “About eight months before we met.”
“Oh, my mistake!” The woman one had to her chest and Y/n exhaled audibly upon realizing that she’d been the confused one- for a minute, she thought he’d been meeting with Yvonne while they were together. “Well it’s so nice to meet you Y/n, you’ve got a good one,” she teased lightly.
“I know,” Y/n laughed too, still a little tense about the whole thing but quickly deciding that she had nothing to worry about, she trusted Jim.
Next to her, Jim chuckled too, the sound was soft and bashful, “Uh, Yvonne was just telling me that her daughter is interested in Trinity’s Chemical Science’s program, so they did a tour of the campus today.”
“That’s amazing!” Y/n quipped brightly, “Trinity has been great for me, I’m sure she’ll love it here,” she added without thinking.
Yvonne knitted her brows and tilted her head slightly, “You’re a student?” She probed curiously.
Realizing what she’d said, Y/n attempted to hide her surprise and stuttered, only for Jim to swoop in and attempt to save face, “We work together,” he interjected, squeezing her hip reassuringly. It wasn’t a complete lie just….a safer version of the truth.
“Oh, right,” Yvonne waved her hand casually, “You just look so young,” she added and they all chortled softly, though, for Jim and Y/n it was a bit awkward and forced. As their laughter quieted down, Jim and Yvonne fell into easy conversation once more. With her lips caught between her teeth, Y/n lingered there as they caught up, trading anecdotes about their children, sharing little bits of information about mutual friends and updates on their lives. They went on for a while, seemingly oblivious to her presence and as they carried on and at some point, Jim’s hand fell from her waist, slipping into the pockets of his jeans. Even having not seen each in over a year, Yvonne and Jim were perfectly familiar, if she were on the outside of the situation and hadn’t known them, she might have suspected that Yvonne and Jim were the couple and she was the third wheel. And with that thought, Y/n let her mind wander to another;
Was she the right person for him?
Mid November
One would have suspected that Jim would have learned the first time around, but he hadn’t, not really. Maybe he was just an idiot. He couldn’t believe he’d let something like that happen, he should have pulled away, he should have suggested that they not have anymore wine, he shouldn’t have gone to dinner with Yvonne in the first place. Not after Y/n had told him she didn’t feel like going because she had another headache. He should have stayed with her, like a good boyfriend. But he’d gone to dinner with Yvonne, as they’d planned a week earlier. It was really supposed to be the three of them, but when Y/n had said she wasn’t feeling up to it, she’d told him to go ahead without her, that she’d be fine on her own and was planning to sleep it off anyway. And so, he’d gone alone, well, alone with Yvonne.
Everything had been going well for the most part, but by the end of the night, Yvonne had started talking about how her youngest was about to start university and she was dreading being home alone, without her kids. She’d also said that even though she’d been dating around since her husband had passed, no one had made her feel the way Jim had when they’d been sneaking around. By the end of the night, she’d had way more wine than he had and Jim didn’t think it would have been very responsible of him to let her take a cab or the bus, so he’d offered to drive her home. The ride back to her place had been pleasurably uneventful when they’d stopped in front of her place though, she’d leaned over the console and Jim had been convinced that she’d been going in for a hug.
She’d kissed him instead.
“She’s too young for you, don’t you think?”
“No,” he’d chuckled nervously, “She’s-” and just like that, her lips, soft and stained with wine, were on his.
“Well,” Y/n folded her arms, standing past the kitchen counter, the granite acting as the only physical barrier between them. “Did you kiss her back?”
“It doesn’t matter,” Jim reasoned, walking around the counter, only for Y/n to hastily move away, evading his touch.
“What the hell do you mean "it doesn’t matter”?“ She retorted incredulously, "And frankly you saying that is answer enough,” Y/n’s voice broke and Jim felt his heart chip; he’d never seen her cry, emotional sure, but never in tears and he hated that he was the reason for them.
“It didn’t even last-”
“So you did!” Y/n turned her face away as she put her hands to her lip, “Oh my God,” even if Jim couldn’t see her, he could hear Y/n’s soft sobs and they only served to shatter his already broken heart; he couldn’t believe he’d done that to her. The kiss hadn’t even lasted very long, Jim had pushed Yvonne away from the minute he’d realized himself, and despite her less than credible state, Yvonne had taken the visible disappointment in stride; walking up to the front door, only offering one halfhearted wave before heading inside.
But he’d still done it. Even if kissing another woman had proven what Jim knew to be true- that he didn’t ever want to kiss another pair of lips but Y/n’s- it couldn’t be justified. He’d hurt another woman he loved.
“Y/n,’ Jim reasoned desperately, “I swear to you, it doesn’t mean anything.-”
“Yes it does!” She yelled, pitifully hoarse, “Do you wanna be with her? Is that it?” She heaved mournfully.
“No, no, definitely not,” he returned hurriedly, hoping Y/n would find truth in his urgency, “I want you, just you.”
“Then why did you kiss her back?” When Y/n looked at him, her lashes were wet with tears, her eyes were red and her face was blotchy. Closing his fists at his sides, the gesture a firm reminder to himself to not reach out and touch her until she was ready, Jim stood a couple feet away, stunned and speechless. He didn’t have an answer, not really, not above ‘musclememory.’ Because that was what it had been to him, muscle memory.
When he didn’t respond, Y/n scoffed mournfully, “God,” she sniffed, starting to cry again, “I can’t even look at you right now.” Hastily, she collected her handbag and coat, hurrying towards the door, and like a puppy scared to see its favorite person leave, he followed her.
“Y/n, please don’t go. It’s late,” he began, anxiously reaching for anything that would make her stay, “Please sweetheart, lets talk about this.”
“No!” She yelled, just as she wretched the door open, “I don’t wanna talk to you, I don’t even want to see you right now. So just,” she shook her shoulder dramatically as salty tears raced down her cheeks, “Leave me alone.”
And with that, she turned on her heel and left, leaving Jim defeated and wishing that he could hit reset on the past week or so.
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Tagging-@pearlstiare
