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“3 A.M.”
Freddy Carter x Reader
Warnings- None? Fluff
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It’s 3 A.M.
The house is still and everyone is asleep.
Everyone, apart from me; which to be honest isn’t unusual.
I’ve been tossing and turning in by bed for the last hour trying to get comfortable enough to at least dose off.
I groan in frustration, or at least try to before I string of cough make their way up my throat.
Man. My mouth was drier then the Sahara desert!
Flinging back the covers I swing out of my bed and cringe as my feet touch the cold wooden floor panels. This is exactly why people wear socks.
I dance down the hallway and the stair case, carefully missing out any that may make a single sound and do a quick run the kitchen.
I didn’t hear him come up behind me but I almost jumped out of my skin when he spoke.
I slam my hand over my mouth to suppress a scream but in doing so drop my glass.
I grimace waiting for the shatter but after a moment or so I open my eyes to see Freddy catching the glass before it hit its destination.
I would of said thank you if I hadn’t been so panicked.
“What the hell are you doing up?! Don’t you go to sleep at like 10.30pm or something?” I hiss.
He smirks and hands me back the glass which I proceed to fill with water.
“I think what you mean to say is thank you; and in answer to your other question, yes I normally sleep early but tonight? Well I guess I just … couldn’t. Why are you up”
His own voice was barely a whisper but I somehow managed to hear him perfectly.
I sigh and face him again.
“Same reason as you I suppose”
I take a sip of the water, keeping my eyes locked with his.
It was then I realised what I stood in front of Freddy in a single oversized t shirt and my underwear.
I do my best to cover up with my arms but it doesn’t do much.
Freddy hands me the throw we keep on the back of the sofa and I wrap it around me.
Freddy holds his hands up in retreat, a glint of mischief playing in his eyes.
“Don’t worry. I wasn’t looking”
Heat rises to my cheeks and I clear my throat to hide my shyness.
“Erm, listen I don’t think I’m going sleep anytime soon. Do you want to watch a movie?” I ask.
Freddy nods, “sure, what do you wanna watch?”
I give him a grin and skip over to the sofa, the blanket trailing behind me.
“We, my friend are watching Lilo and Stitch. The greatest Disney film ever made.”
Freddy raises his eyebrows but doesn’t protest
The both of settled on the sofa and played the film. A comfortable silence set over the room as the images danced across the screen.
We were about half way though the film when Freddy’s voice startles me.
“Are you crying?”
I wipe my wet eyes and mumble a response.
“No, why would you think that?”
Freddy shakes his head and wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer to him.
I cuddle into him.
“It’s just so sad, Stitch just wanted a family!”
“Oh god darlin’ it’s just a film”
Now I raise my eyebrows at him.
“You can’t tell me you’ve never cried at a Disney film”
He doesn’t argue with me on that.
I lay in his lap, he tenses before settling down again.
“Is this okay?” I ask.
He nods and focuses back on the TV, his fingers absentmindedly played with my hair.
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I wasn’t actually sure when I nodded off but I awoke to some harsh whispers and a lot of giggling.
I slowly open my eyes, squinting as Archie and Kit come into my eye-line.
I Yelp and jump from my position as I see our other cast members around the sofa wiggling their eyebrows.
A loud thump!causes me to look to right.
“Owwww”
I see Freddy on the floor rubbing is head.
My eyes widen as I offer him a hand up.
“I’m so sorry Freddy!”
“What is going on here then?” Archie questions, smirking.
I groan at the insinuation and wrap myself back in the blanket I used only hours before.
I wasn’t dealing with this right now.
“Nothing, I’m going to bed” I grumble, Freddy following me up the stairs.
I reach my door but Freddy’s voice stops me from entering the room.
“You know sleeping during the day is probably why you can’t sleep at night.”
I just smile.
“Well if you can’t sleep you know where to find me”
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“On One Knee”
Requested by - @elennox03
Warnings - None. fluff
Freddy Carter x reader
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“Today, in that scene. What if it was true? Me getting down on knee, with a ring. Would you like that?”
My head shoots up from the book I had in my lap.
“Wh-what? You want marry me?” I gasp.
Freddy gives me a small chuckle and takes my hand, running small circles on my palm.
“One day, if you’d want that”
I fling my arms around him and let a squeal.
Of course I wanted to marry the love of my life.
I’d be Mrs Carter.
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I remember the day he proposed. We’d just finished on set. A project Freddy was working on.
It was late when we wrapped and it was a clear night. The stars were out shining brightly.
I loved nights like this.
My hand intertwined with Freddy’s and I walked closely beside him looking up as we made our way to his car; that’s when I saw it.
A Shooting Star.
“Freddy look!”
He looks up with me and I could hear him whisper under his breath.
“That’s beautiful”
We stand and stop for a moment, taking in this one moment.
“Are you going to make a wish?” Freddy asks.
I hug him from the side.
“I have everything I want right here”
Freddy placed a gentle kiss on the top of my head and leads me to the car.
The drive was quiet like normal but I when I noticed we weren’t taking the regular route home I asked him where we were going.
He gives me square of my hand and a wide smile. The smile he normally has when he’s up to mischief.
He wouldn’t tell me where he was taking me and when I got out the car he covered my eyes.
“Don’t open them until I tell you too”
He leads me down a uneven path before we come to a standstill.
When I open my eyes a little gasp escapes me and tears well up. I do my best to stop them. Don’t want mascara running down my face.
The site in front of me was wonderful.
Lamps and lanterns sat on the grass in a square, in each corner of a beautifully made picnic blanket.
Love heart confetti had be spread about along with some cushions and smaller blankets.
He always knew I got cold.
“It’s beautiful”
I turn to face him only to see that he wasn’t there.
I look down and see him …. on one knee.
“Oh Freddy” the tears don’t stop this time.
He didn’t even finishing asking before I tackled him into a bear hug.
“Yes, Yes, Yes. Of course I will marry you!” I cried out. Tears falling like they would never stop.
Who cared about a mascara stained face now.
I was engaged!
I didn’t know how long we’d stayed in our embrace but when we pulled apart Freddy handed me a handkerchief for my face and slipped the ring onto my finger.
It fit perfectly.
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Now it’s 12am and a year on. I’m still in the honeymoon phase and if I’m honest I feel like I always will be with Freddy.
I couldn’t sleep so I found myself flicking though our wedding album on the sofa.
I was a mess the day of the wedding. It took months of planning and I couldn’t sleep the night before.
I insisted that that Freddy couldn’t see me the night before the big day, like tradition, but the bed felt cold without him.
I kept thinking ‘what if he gets cold feet?’ which obviously didn’t help me.
Yet all that vanished when I walked down the aisle.
I took a deep breath and smoothed out my dress and took my first step.
I could still remember the way he looked at me that day. It was like I was the only one in the room. He looked at me like that every day since.
Tears welled in his eyes as he took my hands. I wiped them away as we exchanged vows.
Every moment of that day was caught on camera.
I ran my fingers over each photograph, savouring the memory.
I was so encapsulated in the moment I didn’t even hear Freddy walk up behind me.
“What are you doing up?” He asks; his voice gravely. He must of just woken up and found my side of the bed empty. It unsettled him too.
I motion him to sit.
He lays his head in my lap. He’s still tired.
“I’m looking at the wedding album” I say softly, plating with his hair.
“Hmm that’s nice” he hums.
I oppress a chuckle as his eyes slowly flutter shut.
“Happy one year baby” I whisper as he slips off to the land of dreams.
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