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(like 1.1k words. implied matt x reader x davis. she/her used, y/n used like once. bad writing probably bc it was very quick and i just wanted to write something. not proofread srry i hate reading my own writing. a lot of Marvel talk, could be incorrect idk man. mostly dialogue.)

You should’ve known better, really. 

On paper, movie nights are a great idea. Cuddled up on the couch with a bunch of blankets, your two best friends, three pups surrounding you.

Matt always brings the snacks. Usually way too much Dr Pepper and sweet tea for three people - “you don’t know my limits”, he’d argue in response whenever you brought it up - Takis, a big tub of salsa and chips, and a few of your favorite snacks that are “for Y/N, Davis. Get your damn hands off ‘em.”

Davis would always pick the movie, which was usually Marvel, DC, Star Wars or some other movie you’d all seen a hundred times. It’s not like you cared, really. You were just happy to be with your favorite guys.

Tonight’s movie? Civil War

You should've known the second Davis put it on. But you didn't think twice. And now, you’re sandwiched between the two of them while they argue. Again.

“No fucking way Team Cap is better, dude. Stark has Vision, War Machine, Spiderman, and Black Panther.” Davis huffs as he shoots Matt a look

Matt laughs. “Dude, you’re really taking their side against Cap? Against Winter Soldier? Captain America, one of the most iconic characters of all time? Spiderman is what, sixteen? He’s great, don’t get me wrong, but his character arc hasn't even started. You think he's got any game in a war? Against Bucky fucking Barnes?”

Your eyes flick between the two of them. You’re almost halfway through the movie, but you know for a fact this isn't ending anytime soon. At this point, you’re not even annoyed. You’re used to it by now. And maybe it's kinda cute watching them still be so passionate about something they’ve seen so much they can practically quote it in their sleep.

“Tony Stark is a billionaire. And how many PhDs does Cap have, huh?”

“Dude, that doesn’t matter. Like, at all. How many PhDs does a soldier need? He’s a soldier. I’ll give you that he’s a billionaire, so yes, he has resources. But he’s not a soldier, or a fighter like any of the others in the group. He’s a scientist. Cap leads a team, he fights, and he wins. So get off Stark’s dick, my God.” Matt huffs, shoving a handful of Takis in his mouth.

It’s been long enough. The movie’s almost over, and you can barely pay attention when they’re arguing over it. “Can you guys shu-” You start to cut in.

“Wait, shh. Shut it, this is the best part.” Davis says, throwing a hand over your lap as he sits up excitedly. You roll your eyes, about to speak up when Matt jumps in in your defense. Well… Partly. Most of it is probably just the need to keep arguing.

“Dude, don't shush her. You were the one talking to start with, dick.”

“Me?! You’re the one goin’ on about how Tony Stark, the dude whose movie started the entire MCU franchise, sucks. Which is fuckin’ insane.” Davis grumbles, once more completely disregarding the movie he chose. Sometimes you wonder if he does it on purpose, picking a movie he knows he could argue about for hours.

You sigh quietly, a faint smile playing on your lips as you look down at Boo’s head on your lap in a silent “Are you hearing this?”. As if he understood, the dog huffs quietly and shifts to rest a paw on your knee. Next time you should just invite Boo, Zeus, and Max and leave it at that.

You zone out eventually, listening to Matt’s claims that Tony Stark being the first doesn't mean he’s the best, and Davis arguing that the Avengers wouldn’t be anything without the funding and marketing he provided. “You think for a dude who works with bands, you’d know management is a huge part of making talent what it is.”

Soon enough, the credits are rolling, and they realise they haven't paid attention at all. 

“Fuck, okay. Start it again.” Davis says as he reaches for the remote.

Matt snatches it from his hand, grinning. “Absolutely not. I’m picking the next one. You got it the last time and you wasted it. We need a break from your little nerd movies.” “And Lord of the Rings is any less nerdy?”

“Uh, yeah! Lord of the Rings is a masterpiece in fantasy worldbuilding, man. We’re watching it.”

Davis rolls his eyes, finally deciding to remember you were squished between the two of them. “Why don’t we let Y/N choose? She’s the one who invited us over. Sweets, what do you think-”

He cuts himself off as he finally looks over, noticing you slumped against the back of the couch with your eyes closed and hand stilled in Boo’s fur.

Matt snickers. Of course, you’re asleep. You always fall asleep after the first movie, and they’re always too busy debating to notice.

“Dude.. she's asleep already.”

Davis scoffs. “Yeah, because listening to you bored her half to death.”

“Yeah, right. More like you and your lame ass takes put her to sleep.”

“Whatever.” Davis rolls his eyes, snatching the remote and throwing it over to the other side of the couch. “C’mon, she’s gonna get a neck cramp if she stays like that. Shove over, dumbass.”

“Aww, and you suddenly care about her?” Matt teases, rolling his eyes right back but shifting over anyway. “I didn’t know you had a heart.”

“Fuck off,” Davis grumbles quietly as he shifts you to lay down, your head on Matt’s lap and legs thrown across his own. You stir slightly at the movement, a soft sigh escaping you and causing them to lower their voices. “You know exactly how I feel, dickwad. Not like you’re any better.”

A laugh comes from Matt, smirking as his hand moves down to your hair on instinct. “Ah, yes. But I can at least admit that I care.”

“Yeah? Admit it to her, then.” Davis quips in response as he shoots Matt a knowing look.

Matt’s smirk falters at that, sighing as he looks away. Davis has got him and they both know it. “Don’t start with me.” He mutters.

After a moment of silence, Davis sighs quietly. A small smile graces his lips as he looks down at you. “Guess we’re both just fucked then, huh?”

Matt laughs quietly. He pushes a strand of hair out of your face as he looks down at you, too, his expression mirroring Davis’. “Guess so. Pretty pathetic for both of us, honestly.”

“Eh, who knows?” Davis shrugs and leans back against the couch. “Maybe she’s one of those girls who’s like… super into the whole ‘two boyfriends’ thing.”

“Stop it.” Matt scoffs, throwing the bag of Takis at him. “You’re gonna get my hopes up.”

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MEDUSA - Part Six.

This is the longest chapter so far. Finally they're letting some feelings show :')

Warnings: death threat, curse words, mentions of guns.

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Summary: Y/N is a private dancer at a Gentleman's Club called Medusa. Noah Sebastian is a crime boss. Their paths cross when one night, Noah pays for one of her dances and they can't seem to be apart from each other.

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Noah was sitting on his chair in his office when he heard three knocks on the door. Telling the person behind it to come in, he saw Jolly with an envelope on his hands.

"Hey, this was left on the front door not too long ago. No one saw who delivered it and we didn't want to open it because it's addressed to you", he said, making his way into the office and handing Noah the envelope over the table.

"Well, I don't usually receive letters", he responded, with an edge of suspicion in his voice. "I'm gonna open it. Thank you, Jolly"

The other man nodded, and said if he needed anything, they were available, leaving and closing the door behind him. Noah looked over the envelope, seeing that it was indeed addressed to him, his full name written on the front. Flipping it over, there was nothing else written on the back.

Ripping the envelope open and taking out a piece of paper, he saw it was a handwritten letter. He unfolded it and began to read.

I know what you've been doing, lover boy. To be fair, she is a pretty little thing. I wouldn't be able to let her out of my eyesight either. Is she in your eyesight now? What do you think she is doing? Well, too bad whores don't always have a happy ending. Take care, JC.

Noah was used to receiving threats, they're not uncommon in his life and he has send out a few of his own. But they were always directed at him or one of the boys. But this one was a direct message to you.

His hands were shaking and he had to take his coat off because he suddently felt like he couldn't breath. He had to stop and think about what you were doing right now. It was night and you were probably at work. He had to get there as soon as possible. He couldn't afford to think that it was too late.

Before he got the chance to stand and make his way out, his phone rang. It was you. He picked up in a haste and wasn't able to get a word out before you were talking to him.

"Noah, oh my God. He sent me a threat, here, at work. I don't know what to do", he heard the desperation in your voice and he could tell you've been crying.

"I know, I got one as well. Listen, where are you right now?", he tried to talk as quickly as he can, not wanting to waste anymore time. Already grabbing his coat and wallet, making his way out of the room.

"I'm in the room where I usually meet clients. The envelope was on the chair and no one saw who delivered it. How can people not see someone coming in and out, Noah?", you said in disbelief.

"I need you to stay there. Are there keys on the door for you to lock them?"

"No, they don't leave the keys here for our safety. Noah, are you coming here?", your voice was small and he felt a pang in his chest.

"Yes, I'm on my way, honey. Stay on the phone with me, I'm not hanging up until I get there", he looked around and spotted one of his security guards, demanding that they check the security footage on the front door and yard. Running out of the door and getting in his car.

You went quiet, the only indicator that you were still on the line was your heavy breathing. The sound of a car speeding filling your ears.

"Noah, he called me a whore" you broke the silence and also his heart.

"You're not a whore, he only said those things to get to you. Don't let him get to you", he wished he could teleport to you and engulf you in his arms right this moment.

"He said no one cares about whores like me. I mean, he isn't wrong. All I'm good for is shaking my ass for some cash. If I'm gone tomorrow, they're just gonna replace for another pretty girl", you couldn't help but let your thoughts roam out loud.

"Please, don't say those things about yourself. I care about you and I'm coming to get you and nothing is gonna happen, ok?", you answered softly and he heard you take a sharp intake of breath on the other side. "I'm pulling up outside. I'll be there in a minute, don't worry. Can you meet me at the back entrance?"

"Yeah, I'll get my bag and meet you there", you answered, getting up from your position on the couch.

"Can't you come straight to the back entrance? I don't want you roaming around in there anymore than you need to", he tried not to be too paranoid as to not alarm you anymore. But every second that went by with you not by his side, was another second of him wondering if you were ok.

"Noah, I'm currently wearing a bra and panties. I have to get my bag. I'll stay on the phone", he didn't like it, but agreed nonetheless and told you to be quick.

In about three minutes, he saw you leaving. You spotted his car instantly and ran to it, getting in the passenger seat. He got your bag from your hands and put it in the backseat. You could feel the tension leaving your body as soon as you were in Noah's presence, finally feeling some sense of security.

"Noah, what am I gonna do?", you asked, running your hands over your face.

"You won't have to do anything. This is on me and I'm gonna keep you safe. You won't have to worry about that", you got a good look at him and realized that he actually thought this was his fault.

"This is not on you. I texted you, telling you to come here so I could give you the information. I fell into this by myself", you tried to reason.

"And I went to your house and gave you my number", he was unwavering and you decided that it wasn't worth it arguing about whose fault it was at the moment. "I'm gonna take you to a safehouse. I'm not gonna take you to my house because I got a note delivered there as well, so it isn't 100% safe", you only nodded, trying to grasp how your life did a complete 180 in just a few hours.

As he drove, he made a few calls, informing everyone of what's happened and giving orders of things he needed done. Not too long after, you were leaving civilization behind and all you could see were trees lininig the gravel road.

Noah took a right turn, the forest getting denser now, only giving way to the car driving through the marked path. You looked up through the windshield and you could barely see the sky above the top of the trees.

Stopping at a gate, you noticed a few men around the perimeter, all carrying guns on their hands and their holsters. You tried not to think about it. Just after the gate, Noah parked the car in front of a small wood cabin. Despite all those men outside and the situation you were in, you could admit that the place was beautiful.

Noah got out of the car and you followed suit, you noticed the wind was chilly and the air was clean. You looked up once again and as the trees swished from the gusts of air, you could see the sky was littered with stars.

"It's nice out here. I wish we were here under different circumstances, but I hope you enjoy the scenery anyways", he said, your bag was in his hands and you only nodded and gave a small smile. He led the way to the entrance. The lock was automatic, it read his fingerprint and you heard it unlock. You figured this place was only simple from the outside. It is a safehouse after all.

He got in and dropped your bag on a small table by the door. You looked around and there was a living room to your right and the kitchen to your left, a dining table between the two spaces.

"The bathroom is at the end of the corridor, your room is the door on the left and mine the door on the right", he pointed forward and you could see the doors leading to the rooms and the bathroom.

"I think I'm gonna take a shower", you looked at him and saw that he was taking his coat off, a simple black tank top underneath, revealing his tattooed arms and shoulders. For a second you were distracted by the way he moved. His biceps flexing as he reached up to hang his coat. His hair getting in his face, he pushed it out of his eyes as he turned around to aknowledge you.

"Yeah, are you hungry? I can make us something to eat", he totally caught you checking him out if the smirk on his face was any indicator.

"Sure, I'll be right back", you tried to get out of the situation as fast as possible. You just received a death threat, you did not need to have a crush on this man. Grabbing your bag, you made your way to the bathroom and locked the door.

Noah stayed in the living room, making sure everything was in it's place. He had someone come here and clean up every week, but he still wanted to check. He made his way to the bedroom you were going to be staying at. There were clean sheets and pillowcases already on the bed, so he didn't have to worry abou that.

Opening the fridge he started on the task of making you something to eat. A sub would have to suffice for now. He would get someone to pick up groceries later. He heard the bathromm door open and seconds later you came walking into the living room. You hair was wet and he could smell your perfume freshly applied. You were wearing a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, looking rather comfortable.

You sat down in one of the chairs on the dining table. "What's on the menu for tonight?", you asked, trying to make light of the situation. You felt safe here and figured there was not much you could worry about for now.

He approached the table with one plate in each hand. "I made us a sandwich, I hope that's okay? I'll get someone to buy groceries so we can eat some actual food", he set one plate in front of you and sat down across the table.

"It's perfect, thank you", you really were grateful and you hoped he knew that. After a couple of bites, you couldn't contain your curiosity any longer. "What's gonna happen now?", you asked him.

"You'll have to stay here until we can get this problem solved", he answered, and you could tell he was holding something back.

"And how are you gonna get this problem solved?", you inquired. You felt like you knew how, but you wanted him to talk to you, you needed some sense of clarity amidst all this darkness.

He sighed out loud, setting his sandwich down on his plate and preparing himself to say this to you. He didn't want you knowing anymore than necessary, but since you were already dragged into this, the least he could do is be sincere with you.

"There's this group, you could say they're our competition. They want to take over the bussiness in the city and in order to do that, they have to eliminate my friends and I", you flinched when said "eliminate", he noticed, but continued nonetheless. "When I went to Medusa the first time we met, it was a recommendation from my friend, he said I needed a scape from this situation. Some of our shipments were stolen, some came with only half of the supplies and others disappeared all together. I was kind of losing my mind"

You were paying close attention to his words, he wasn't specific and you were curious about what they shipped from overseas, but refrained from asking. "That day I went to your house, we were at the port talking to our supplier when their group attacked us. They took us off guard but we were able to get out of there with only minor injuries", you smiled, knowing he was talking about Jolly and the fact that you patched him up that night.

"We think that was a test for what's to come", he said this part lower, half hoping you weren't going to hear him or that you wouldn't question it. That was proved wrong when you asked what that means as soon as the words left his lips.

"We have a big shipment coming soon, the biggest of the year. And we think that what you heard at the club can be a reference to that. They're gonna strike again, but this time they're gonna do it for real"

Noticing you were uneasy about this information, he tried to comfort you. "Thanks to you, now we are prepared and we can anticipate what is coming our way. You really helped us." He reached across the table to take your hand in his and give it a squeeze.

You appreciated the way he always tried to take care of your emotions, and even though you were in this situation now, you decided that you did the right thing by telling him what you heard.

When he went to your house unannounced, it made you so angry that you didn't see the way he took care of people around him. He was there because he was worried about one of his best friends. And now he is here with you because he is worried about you. You felt your heart soften for him more and more.

You both finished your sandwiches in silence, but it was comfortable rather than awkward, and you missed the warmth of his hand on top of yours.

You tried to take the plates to the sink to wash them, but Noah didn't let you, telling you to go to the living room instead, and pick something for you to watch and that he'll join you in a few minutes.

You saw an array of DVD's on the shelves on both sides of the TV. You tried to steer clear of any romantic movies or horror movies, so you picked My Neighbor Totoro, one of your favorites. You heard Noah let a hum of appreciation from behind you, pleased with your choice.

You noticed he sat two blankets on the couch, one for you and one for him. The couch wasn't too big, but still, you sat on one end of it and he sat on the other.

"I wish we had popcorn now", you noted and pouted a little.

"I'll make sure to add it to the list", he chuckled a little at your disappointment towards the lack of popcorn.

You both got quiet and settled into your spots to watch the movie. Halfway through, you could feel you eyelids getting heavier, sleep seeping into your body that has finally calmed down from the events of the day.

Noah looked over at you and saw your eyes closed, soft breaths leaving through your nose. He admired you for a few seconds, looking so soft bundled up under your blanket, so different from the tough woman that greeted him on your doorstep just a couple of days ago.

Het let you nap for a while, not wanting to disturb you, but as he started feeling tired himself, he decided it was smart to move to the bedroom. He tried to shake you awake, calling your name softly, but you stirred a little and went right back to sleep. He smiled to himself.

Decided to not leave you on the couch and risk you waking up with a stiff neck, he grabbed your legs and waist from under the cover, lifting you up with ease and carrying you to the bedroom. You arms instinctively went around his neck and you head rested on his shoulder. He shivered a little from your touch, but tried to not think about it.

You were under so much stress and he didn't want to feel inappropriate around you. You were beautiful and he couldn't deny his attraction towards you. But now wasn't the time to act on it. Maybe when this was all over, you would let him take you out on a date.

Setting you on the bed and covering you from head to toe, he smoothed you hair from your face. He closed the curtains so you wouldn't wake up with the sun in your eyes. Taking one last look at you, he softly closed the door behind him and went to his own room to rest for the night.

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Noah Sebastian x female reader

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“Oh for fuck sake!”

You turned your head at Noah’s sudden outburst as you both sat on the sofa in your living room.

“What?”

Noah sighed and threw his phone onto the coffee table in front of you.

“That was my manager, apparently our social media is blowing up because the fans have seen pictures of us with our rings on”

You smirked at him slightly.

“So?”

Noah looked frustrated as he turned his body to face you.

“So? I wanted to try and avoid this for as long as possible, we have only been married for 3 weeks and it’s already out there!”

You picked up your phone which has been on silent and saw that your phone had indeed been blowing up with messages, texts, etc all about you two. When you opened the article, you saw a photo of you two smiling with your coffees and walking hand and hand down the street. Clearly a fan had snapped them and both your rings were on full display.

“God that’s an awful picture of me”

You giggled as Noah looked at you in disbelief, “sorry I just don’t see what the big deal is? They were going to find out eventually”

“The big deal is that half of these ‘fans’ are fucking crazy! I don’t want you being exposed to the hate and the drama that these people bring! I know it’s not all but some of these ‘fans’ will pick apart anything I do!”

You gave your husband a small smile and took his hand in yours.

“Being with a famous, talented and extremely handsome frontman of one of the biggest rock bands in the world right now, was always going to have some backlash. This is no different, I don’t take any notice of the ‘crazy fans’ and most are actually very lovely and respectful”

Noah sighed again and looked defeated.

“I know but…you don’t deserve any hate at all and it’s not fair on you to have to put up with it”

“As I said, comes with the territory. Stop worrying and let me deal with the fans, I’m not going anywhere so the haters will have to get used to it won’t they?”

Noah smiled and nodded before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours softly which you returned.

“Besides, they only hate me because they are jealous that I get to have you every night”

“Oh really?”

You smirked and lent in closer.

“Yeah, in fact, I’m really pretty tired right now”

You watched as Noah’s smile grew and he laced his fingers with yours.

“Well then maybe I need to take you up to bed, it’s only what a good husband would do”

“Always looking after his wife”

Noah stood up with you and started leading you out of the room.

“Of course. Now get up those stairs Mrs Davis”