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summer nights

pairing: arvin russell x fem!reader

synopsis: summer nights spent with arvin are your favorite.

word count: 1.0k

warnings: none, just lightly edited

a/n: my first arvin fic!! this rlly has no plot just vibes :p hope u like it! <33

you had been awoken by the heat of the mid-august night. a light sheen of sweat covers your skin as you register where you had fallen asleep. the makeshift walls of the fort were illuminated by the moonlight pouring through the entrance. following the arm lightly draped over your waist, you find a snoozing arvin. a slight pout had formed on his pink lips, leaving you to wonder what he was dreaming about.

whatever it was, he was handsome in every sense of the word.

gently brushing a piece of once slicked back hair behind his ear, your mouth curves into a smile as you remember how your dearest boy ended up in your arms tonight.

“hey there, lover boy!" you call to your boyfriend from the doorway of your childhood home. the corners of his mouth quirk up as he shuts the door to his rusty pickup. stuffing his hands in his tattered denim jacket, he jogged his way over to you. and after stomping his way up the porch steps, arvin sweeps you up into a bone-crushing hug.

“i missed my pretty girl.” his voice was full of sincerity- one of the many things you appreciated about this man.

“i missed you too, arvin.” he loved it when you said his name in what he calls that “pretty little voice of yours”.

the faint smell of cigarettes fills your nose, a smell you’ve grown quite fond of since going steady with arvin. excited to show arvin his surprise, you wrap your arms around his waist, leading him into the house.

the floorboards creak under your feet as you escort your boyfriend into the living room. every blanket you could muster could be found in the middle of the living room floor. the sheets are draped over chairs, creating a canopy of different colors and textures. accompanying the blankets were pillows, haphazardly placed inside.

arvins eyebrows drew together, asking a simple “what’s this?” his eyes darted between you and the fort.

“i wanted to build you a fort. y'know, like the ones you made when you were younger.” you searched his face for any discontent. “i hope it’s okay.” you murmur after a couple moments of silence, feeling only slightly stupid.

“nah,” he turns to you, a slight blush dancing across his cheeks, “it’s quite alright, baby.”

he always knows just what to say.

stepping out of your grasp, he quickly offers his hand out to you. and being more than happy to take it, you let arvin walk you over to your childish creation.

taking a seat on the blanketed floor, arvin follows suit. a small smile playing upon his lips as he surveys the care you put into the fort, “you did good, baby.”

flustered over his attentiveness, you mutter a small thanks.

and after hours of talking, the warmth of the sun seeping through the sheets seemed to have lulled you both to sleep.

and that's where you find yourself now- tangled up with your lover on the hottest summer night. the low hum of your refrigerator accompanied by the chirping of crickets being the soundtrack for tonight.

growing tired of the stillness, you decide to wake arvin. eager to see your boyfriend’s eyes glimmer in the moonlight, you scatter gentle kisses all over arvin's face. and only after a couple pecks, his lashes flutter against your cheek.

his groans are light as he pulls you closer to his person. you snuggle your head into the crook of his neck, basking in his warmth.

"mmm, you're warm." you say as you place soft kisses over his skin. and without missing a beat, he responds with "you're pretty."

a smirk grows on your lips as you pull back to look at his face. "arvin russell, are you flirting with me?" you tease.

"me? always."

your hand finds its way back to his hair, eyes lingering on his lips. he seems to have done the same, as he leans in closer. a half smile plays on his lips until they connect with yours.

kissing arvin was something you could never grow tired of.

"oh shit, baby." he mumbled against your lips, "what time is it?"

reluctantly pulling away, you bring your hand up, checking the time on your hand-me-down wristwatch. "twelve past nine, why?"

arvin sits up as soon as the words fall from your mouth. pressing a small kiss to your temple, he starts to search the fort for his things. "my folks are expecting me."

sitting up with a slight pout on your face, you ask him "won't you stay?"

he stops his search to look at you, "oh, i'd love to darling, but-"

"please?" you press, needing him to stay just this once. you give him a certain look, a look you learned to use on arvin months ago.

he lets out a small breathy laugh, hand coming up to brush your cheek, "you're makin' it real hard to say no, darling."

"then don't."

he pulls in for another kiss. his lips are warm and soft, gently pecking yours. these kisses let you know arvin needs you just as much as you need him tonight.

"you can phone your folks, tell ‘em i said hi." you mumble against him, trying your best to assure him.

arvin smiles to himself, hand coming down to your now puffy lips. his eyes follow as he grazes his fingers across your bottom lips.

choosing your words carefully, you start "and you can stay tonight,” you gently brush his hair. “and every night.” his hand stops.

his eyes now coming in contact with yours. something you can only describe as relief wash over his features.

“and we could build all the forts you'd like, arvin."

he tackles you, arms wrapping tightly around your figure. he takes some time before whispering a gentle "i'd thought you'd never ask, baby."

and as the night went on, the fort had become home to many small giggles and needy kisses (and many more fingers near mouths).