Tj Hammond Playing Gentle Version of I Will Never Smile Again

Office one

Characters: Bi!TJ Hammond 10 Asian!Female!Reader

Summary: Yous're an overseas worker and is in a relationship with TJ, but people tin can't seem to accept the differences between you both fifty-fifty by financially and background wise. (PART 2!) (Read office 1 before this? Heehee!)

Alarm: VERY Detailed making out just no tickling the pickle. Heehee! Cuss words. ANGST, SAD AND A VERY FURIOUS TJ HAMMOND.

Words: 4700+ (IT'South LONG AF Once again. 😂)

A/N: I beloved Tj Hammond so much? You can certainly see how I love him by reading this? Lmao. Go Be CRAZY WITH YOUR FEEDBACKS, Tater TOTS! Typos and grammatical errors may be a lot considering English has simply been my second linguistic communication. 😅 LOTS OF GIFS IN THIS 1! (Btw, Political Animal'southward plot has kinda been blurry to me correct now considering I've watched it final twelvemonth. So, at that place maybe some changes if you'll notice if I have some errors about the story. Heehee. 😅 Or maybe non? I have no idea.)

Disclaimer: GIF'Southward and pictures used are non mine. Only the edits are and the oneshot of course. 😉 Credits to the owners of the GIFS.

Defended: @fandomgalcentral​

Originally posted past merriell

The whole deadening but essentially interesting party was finally done. Subsequently all that argument you had with a journalist, and Tj existence the knight and shining armor to scoot the adult female off have ruined your bladder. With a lot of Martinis yous took fabricated you lot a little tipsy, making you all giggly and wanting to pee all the while.

In all honesty, you were kind of smashed. Just, non smashed enough to fall on the floor with a pile of barf. No. You lot should keep your head straight before embarrassing yourself from the Hammond family.

"Teejaaaay," You clung your arm effectually his waist, hugging your boy friend every bit he was playing you a song on the piano in which you requested for him to exercise. He was too engrossed on playing, the relaxing melody making you smile. Your optics turning into slits when y'all did and that ambrosial smile didn't become unnoticed by Tj as he was quick to take a peek as his fingers continued to play. "Teejaaaay,"

The guests weren't around anymore, they all went home and it was only you and him. Probably Nana in the dining room, drowning in more glasses of Margaritas since y'all could hear spectacles clinging from there. You intently watched his fingers movement in such a professional manner. He got information technology in him. Tj got the talent even though he hadn't got to play for months now. Information technology was still in his blood.

"Yous're one sexy mofo," Yous suddenly uttered lowly, completely out of your wits, followed by a giggle that made him practise a double accept. Your eyes squinting on his confront, closely staring at your gorgeous boy.

He ceased his fingers from playing. A snort wanting to erupt from your sudden confession. "Aren't yous…" He paused, his shoulders shaking from trying not to express joy at you lot because he knew how emotional you can get when you're drunk. "Is my little noodle buzzed right at present?" Tj peered down into your optics, e'er so lovingly. Never forgetting to give you that wild feeling inside your tum, making the butterflies wing.

"No," Your olfactory organ was scrunched from his question. Yous? Drunk? Never. Was he hallucinating? When does Y/N get drunk? "Y'all're hilarious, Dear." His eyebrow rose from your sudden sweet endearment acompanied with a dash of sweet talking.

Definitely buzzed. He thought inside his listen, conspicuously noticing the sudden urge of beingness confident with yourself since you weren't like that all the time. He knew y'all were conservative, quiet and only sweet to him not to others.

Tj held the cease of the piano embrace, gently dropping the cover before glancing at you who seemed to be completely confused. "What??" You voiced out your confusion. "That's it? But, I wanted moreee!" Your voice faded, turning softer and more than tranquility. "Because you seemed to be so happy playing the piano again," yous whispered to yourself. "I loooove your smiles,"

To your surprise, Tj caught on to what you said because it wasn't quite repose as you thought information technology would. "I've been happy because you've never left me when I needed someone to be with me the well-nigh," he stared into your eyes, a lot more tender than he used to. A small grinning pulling the ends of his lips that fabricated you coo like you were a crazy female parent supporting her son.

"Aww," You really muttered out loud, pouting upwards at him and he couldn't assist only touch the end of your nose with his fingertip, making himself chuckle from how yous scrunched up your nose once again. "Expect at chu', Teejaaay. Confessing the love you have for a worthless overseas worker who happened to work in a bakery store in the morn, and a waitress in a bar when she gets her nightshift–"

Tj held your lips with his finger, shutting you upwardly before you could get-go your emotional rant that could make his feelings take a turn, the abiding heavy feeling for how you were thinking near yourself. He didn't desire to hear your extreme critizations about who you lot are. It pains to hear you lot say all those words when in fact, you never saw how perfect you are in his optics.

"I know yous're drunk, simply don't start and upset me, Y/North." He whispered very lowly, a frown was now visible on his features which made y'all reciprocate his expression.

You sighed, keeping your eye contact despite of your 'slight' intoxication. Just staring correct through him, appreciating the in one case broken boy in front of you lot, still in recovery. That soft look in your eyes made him glance at your crusty ass lips that made him break his frown.

Keep in heed to give Y/N those lip balms he uses whenever he goes out. He smiled, slowly caressing your shoulder, down to your arm which made yous pout upward at him. Resisting the way he looks at you were i of your weaknesses because you never did anyway.

"I swear, if you lot don't brand out with me in front of this piano, I'm–"

His eyes glimmered then turned into small crescents as he chuckled, sounding so heartfelt. "Here I idea you were i conservative lady," He raised a brow, looking and sounding so sassy. Simply similar your sassy Tj that yous love so much.

"Surprise! I'grand really not one right now," Y'all chatted him up nonchalantly, clicking your head to the side with a naughty smirk. "If only you could draw me like 1 of your french girls while I lay naked on this pianoforte but I'm no French and you lot're certainly no painter–"

Tj cackled out loud, alarming your intoxicated cocky as you jumped on the piano seat. "Only my Y/N could drop the weirdest hints to make me french kiss her on this piano,"

Your heart was frantically jumping out of your chest. Was it probably the issue of alcohol? Or peradventure it was honestly Tj's damn effect on your whipped cocky? "I actually said IN FRONT of this piano, but I have no complaints about making out with me on top of this oh-so-sleek piano–" You emphasized, gesturing on the piano in front of yous. Tj couldn't help but shake his head from how funny and doting y'all were acting this night.

"Jesus Christ," He mumbled as you heard him chuckle. A small insect that flew on your nose distracted your electric current land of mind. Blasè from how you naturally slapped your own nose with your own hand, making you groan considering it hurt.

Don't recollect it didn't go unnoticed past your young man because it did, and he laughed fifty-fifty more.

"You're such a talkative noodle when yous're drunk," To your surprise, you didn't run into him stand up from his seat. "Tj–" And he basically captured you in his arms, instantly placing you on superlative of their piano that fabricated all the heat travel towards your face. What if his female parent sees the both of you in that 'thirsty' position? What will she recall of you? Not that your mind could muster those things upwardly correct now because all its focus is on Tj and his sexy ass self. Nobody else.

"Eeeek! Tj!" You shrieked, shyly covering your lips with your hands, a smiling never fading.

"Close up," He uttered non-chalantly his next words stated as if information technology was a matter of fact. "That crusty ass lips needs a little dusting anyway,"

Your boyfriend and his sass. Thus, it was your time to heighten a forehead. "I am offended," He grinned, leaning in close, his cerulean blue optics turning darker with the mischievous thought that he had in mind. "Preferably with my tongue," Tj added so smoothly before catching your lips with his.

Yous were currently in a whirlwind, with how Tj was kissing you? He was definitely a pro at it. Creating a globe inside your mind that nobody could e'er spring in. Just you and Tj. Your own little earth.

Tj bit your lip, igniting a purr inside of you that made him grip your hips tight, turning on an imaginary switch that could brand him go on and on, dangerously never wanting to terminate. He chuckled a very depression one once he got to lick your lips, teasing you which made y'all shuffle your legs and alter your current sitting position. Boldly untangling your legs and propelling to have Tj between your thighs, making him oblige with no complaints because he was already used to information technology. Used to how you similar him between your thighs every so often.

The fashion you tightly tug on his glaze could define yous as a cat wanting his or her owner for food. Definitely deprived and hungry for what Tj could requite.

For you lot? He'll give you everything you wanted. Even the sun or the moon if he was beingness unrealistic.

"T-J?" You whispered, talking through his kisses and getting distracted by the sounds it creates from the way he was practically eating your confront with closed eyes. Your hands instinctively took his face, keeping himself angled from where yous could kiss him affectionately every bit you lot can, adding a little bit of tongue equally you do fifty-fifty though y'all weren't quite used to it. Tj didn't heed though because he was quick to lap up your tongue back just like how you did.

Your spine shivered when you felt his fingers cascade on the side of your neck, clasping his fingers on your nape and keeping y'all in that location where he wanted. "You're," Peck. "the merely," Smooch. "person," Bite. "who," A quiet giggle from the both of you "keeps me," Lick. "sane," Another deep osculation that drugged your kind soul.

A special drug that Tj could only effect you with it.

"The piano," Dougie sounded and so washed with everything, probably exactly wearied from their engagement political party and seeing his blood brother making out with his girlfriend certainly added more fatigue to the previous i. "Really, Tj?"

"God, I don't play the pianoforte because y'all practice those stuffs merely Nana uses that for fucks sake,"

If it wasn't for Tj who happened to stopped the kisses, you guys wouldn't probably stop because you were likewise intoxicated and worked up to even know his brother was there. "A cockblocker," Tj backed his caput a little, giving you space to breath. You felt him swipe the sides of your lips with his thumbs, erasing the smudge of your nude lipstick, paying no mind that his brother saw him making out with you. "As per usual," Your lover sounded unamused earlier finally giving his brother the attention he deserved.

"You guys…" Dougie gestured to the both of you before cringing, "were planning to…?" Tj nodded his head, his powdery blue eyes glimmering against the lights with euphoria. Definitely information technology was because of yous.

"Yeah," He cocked his caput to the side, playfully squinting his eyes at his brother and nonetheless sounding unamused. "Obviously, you're a cockblocker," His lips turn to a grin in which his brother has reciprocated besides. "Continuously giving me blue balls, Doug. Y'all're the best," Tj added with a stiff sense of sarcasm.

"Nana'due south gonna whoop your donkey," Dougie chuckled, tugging on the lapels of his coat to flatten it up. "Anyhow, mom needs to talk to you,"

Yous connected to stare at the beautiful man standing in betwixt you with a dreamy glint in your optics, never cutting off your attention to await at his blood brother. Heat travelled to your cheeks with your gal float twisting in a knot though that didn't stop yous from staring at your boyfriend like a high school kid.

"I need to talk to her anyways," Tj informed his blood brother with a tiny raise of his brow, his attention solely on his brother who walked a foot closer to where you were. "Is it about the dome? did something happen?"

"Nah," Tj shook his head and he could experience yous tugging on his shoulder. Slightly shaking to get his attending. "Just something of import that I need to talk to her about,"

Dougie nodded, not wanting to dig deeper because apparently Thomas didn't want to tell him the details. He briefly looked at you lot, and he couldn't help but smile. Entirely tickled by how you lot were asking Tj for help to accept you to the bathrooms because you wanted to pee so bad.

"Y/North's drunk." Dougie responded as he watched Tj help you leap down the piano. "Well, that's a beginning,"

"Y'all didn't need to country to obvious, Doug." Tj muttered with a chuckle. Feeling your arms surround him in a tight hug while humming at the aforementioned fourth dimension. "I wanna pee, I wanna pee," You repeated, sniffing your boyfriend'south sweet, masculine, vanilla perfume that you dear so much.

"Oh, God. I didn't know she'south like this when she's drunk." He tried stopping his giggle when you tried your all-time to tiptoe and sniff his delectable neck. Humming from how scenty his perfume was. He emitted a snort, jumping as he giggled like a kid as he took his palm to cover your lips. "You're tickling me, sweetheart!"

"Let me peeeeee, Hammondddddd..Or I'm biting y'all!" You slurred and sounded inaudible. Licking his palm at the same time in which he didn't discover it gross and kept roofing your lips. "Rawr!"

"God," Dougie facepalmed, keeping himself pretty composed simply he couldn't help but still chuckle from your intoxicated country.

"Jesus Christ! Okay! Okay! Nosotros're going to take you lot to the bathrooms and you lot're gonna have your wondrous pee fourth dimension," Tj talked you lot through, his tickled eyes staring down at you with a tender smile and glimmer. "Got that, baby?"

You were quick to requite him a shaky salute, a giggle never forgetting to travel way past your lips with a wiggle of your brows that fabricated his brother glance at the both of you lot before spinning on his heels to walk away.

"Sir, yes–!" You lot hiccupped, giggling in the process with your eyes turning crescents. "–Babe–Sir?"

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"Thank you, mom. I really needed that discouragement,"

"Tj, you're being a little as well caput over heels with this Asian adult female–"

"And now you're giving out negative complaints again even when I had a human relationship with a man," Tj had his easily on his hips, seeming to appear stupified from all he was hearing from Elaine Hammond. The secretary of the state. A.K.A his female parent.

His optics were bloodshot red, emotions currently in a mess and thoughts were in a haywire. "Practice you lot fifty-fifty consider my happiness, mom?" He answered dorsum, standing a foot away from his mother.

"Tj, honey," Elaine sounded defeated, a loud sigh escaping her lips. "You know I do,"

"Then why practise you oppose me of marrying her?!" Her son's antagonism kept her mouth close. What was the problem with his decision? Why was she saying no to his conclusion even though he was already an adult? One-time enough to think through his decisions in life?

Tj couldn't help but chuckle in anger before hastily shifting to rage that made him spit accidental profanities towards his female parent. "She'south not a fucking congressman who decided to give up on me and those kind of shit!"

"You watch that linguistic communication young homo!" Elaine's optics wanted to pop out of her eyesockets. They were not having this talk again.."It's just–" His mother stuttered, finding the correct words so she wouldn't injure her precious son. "What I actually wanted to point out is that it'due south too before long, son." She paused, taking another sigh when she saw him milk shake his head in disdain.

At that place had been a second of silence, waiting for her son to talk but Tj kept his mouth close equally he waits for her to terminate her sweet scolding. "You're dating her for like," She thought for a second, counting the months that Y/North and Tj were together inside her head. "–a twelvemonth? this was the commencement fourth dimension nosotros've got to talk again in person and this is what you surprise me with?" Elaine had a hint of distress in her vox. "A quick sudden marriage that y'all wanted to tie her up?"

Tj cutting their center contact. The floor currently more appealing to stare at rather than his unsupportive female parent who plant this very important decision in his life, very wrong for her. An utter mistake.

"Teejay, honey," She sweet talked, trying to brand him experience ameliorate. "I…I but don't desire the past to repeat itself, y'all know how information technology was when you dated Sean,"

Tj had his natural language poking on the insides of his cheeks. One of his defense force mechanisms or means to show that he was on the verge of crying. He puffed out air out of his mouth, entirely distressed from his mother's opposition.

He cleared his throat, emphasizing his words with some simple movements of his hands. Eyes completely irked by how things wouldn't go every bit planned. "Simply, she's different mom. She isn't like him. I've been clean for the past year!"

"That's what you said when y'all dated him dorsum then," She deadpanned, reciprocating his gestures equally she placed her hands on her hips.

"Mom," Tj sounded desperate. His optics completely sleeky under the incandescent lights. "I'm downright in love with her," He added, biting his lips as difficult as how his mother's way of thinking was unwavered.

Tj choked on his own words, cinching his eyebrows as he added. "–And I've never been this lovestruck with a woman for all my life," her son paused, taking a breather. "I love her too much that information technology'll injure if she lets me get,"

Elaine shook her head in disappointment. "And your solution for that fear you feel is to ally the heck out of Y/N?" She spat. "Tj, exercise you even take a unmarried trust for her?"

Tj couldn't assistance but groan internally, roughly pulling on the ends of his roots equally he stared at his mother, entirely stupefied from how she was taking everything in. "I do, Mom! I do! I'm just scared that it'll happen again," Thomas honestly spoke, vox turning softer from opening a wound that was already healing. Even shut to being healed. "Especially with her,"

Elaine was staring at her son with pity. Tj completely looked like a puppy who was in need of an owner, a pup who was deprived from love and care. His mother couldn't help the tears from starting to class because how can she let her in one case happy son stop up that mode? How could she?

Was she really a bad female parent?

"She'due south special," Tj added desperately, eyes bloodshot red. "She saved my life," He choked, sniffing to himself equally he washed his face with a hand. Pulling the strings of his delicate center in misery. "Saved me from all the suicide attempts that I wanted to happen," intermission. "Saved me from caging inside my fears, insecurities and darkness that was bound to trap me till I couldn't observe my way out,"

Tj'due south Cerulean eyes were blazing with great dread and cracks that formed his soul. Confessing how he could exist weak without this woman in forepart of his mom was giving him anxiety and hearing himself speak about Y/N was making his image look more delicate than ever. However, he gave zero fucks about information technology because when did his epitome became of import anyways?

"Mom, I know she's the one for me," he croaked, swallowing the tight feeling inside his breast. A drib of warm tear fell on the side of his optics, but he was quick to wipe it abroad a little roughly, blaming his soft center because he was already crying. Once more. "I don't give a damn almost her ethnicity nor her race. I don't even care if she's rich or not because those things aren't important to me, "

Elaine Hammond got her tongue stuck in her throat as she saw her son in the verge of bawling his optics out in front end of her. There was more to his tears other than the fact that she was disapproving his decision about marriage. "All I care about is how she truly loves me dorsum only the style I dearest her," Tj continued, phonation cracking from his own words.

"Because that'due south what went incorrect with the relationship that I had with Sean. At present, that I got everything in hand," he sighed, controlling the anger, sadness and disappointment all together. "Why would I even allow her go?"

Was she really disapproving Tj'southward decision because she idea it was too presently for the both of them? Or was information technology because she sees him every bit her healing son who had his centre upward his sleeve? Scared that he would actually intermission again and he wouldn't get to find the light anymore?

"Tj," Elaine started, shoulders and head straight as she was nigh to explicate herself. "No, mom." her son cut her off, looking completely rigid. "Y'all just don't want her to exist a office of this family unit," Tj harshly spat.

"What's even wrong with her?" he was entirely skeptical at the idea of Y/North not beingness liked by his very own mother. It was much more than dissatisfying when he heard the old president, specifically his male parent'southward who came barging in their conversation.

"Everything," Bud intervened and deadpanned, igniting the burn with more gas if that was even possible.

Tj could experience his nerves in a wreck. He was mad, frustrated for the hundred fourth dimension because of his ain family unit, especially towards his begetter. "Nosotros're not like you, dad! If you lot're worried because i of united states may commit some fucking adultery like what you but did because I couldn't go on information technology in my pants–!"

"Thomas!" Elaine scolded and didn't let him stop his own sentence. She knew what he was going to say and there was no doubt that her son knew what his father did. It was non like it was a underground because information technology has been Bud's serious scandal back when he was still the president.

"So, you're teaming up with him now?!" said Tj, thoroughly upset by how their talk went.

"Thomas James Hammond! You lot are stepping in your boundaries!"

Tj shook his head in disdain, snickering from everything that was happening as of the moment. He faked a smile, a silhouette of some other homo coming from the kitchen. "Tj–" Dougie started, trying to understand both sides equally he was hearing them out in the kitchen. The conversation was turning more heated and he knew if he didn't stop them then it'll get more nasty for the family.

"Even you too, Dougie?" his younger brother uttered, features getting difficult and his cerulean optics piercing through their skins.

"Fuck, this family is perfect!" His feigned laugh echoed through the room.

Y'all were in the comfort room, currently counting the pocket-sized pimples on your face up, scrunching your nose when you've counted more than ten. Definitely non a perfect woman for Thomas James Hammond and your boozer self is pondering why he was nevertheless staying with you when he could've had proportioned models or even sons or daughters of known politicians.

Even so, he chose to stay with yous. A woman who got nothing merely a kind heart to offering.

You were lucky to accept him all to yourself.

Hush exchanges and deep discussions started from the living room. You tin hear Tj's sexy, sultry crude vocalisation coming from that sure room. As you lot were walking through the hallway, you've heard him sternly say things about how his family didn't desire you to be part of his, like his mother didn't wholeheartedly have you.

With Bud's words, it was a guarantee that what he said was finally confirmed. He actually didn't like yous for his son.

Yes, you were lucky. But, not for his family.

"Tj–" Dougie started to explain, but Tj cut him off with a harsh spat.

"No, no, no. No one really gives a shit,"

"Don't fifty-fifty bother coming to The Dome for its one year anniversary, go fucking throw all those invitations away for all I care!" Tj mumbled as he scrambled to his feet, he was completely drowning in his thoughts for you. He needed to notice you because the room was offset to choke him alive. "Even though, you all know how important you lot are to me,"

Yous were at the stop of the room, hazy, dreary eyes seeing Tj striding beyond the room to detect you. You fiddled with the lapels of his blackness coat resting on your shoulder. Basically, you looked like a boozer, kicked abandoned puppy who seemed to not be liked by his family.

A hug was all you wanted correct now, and by the looks of your furious, teary eyed, healing Hammond, he desperately needs one besides.

"Let'south go, Y/N." Tj's warm, comforting hand grabbed yours. Roughly tugging you lot forth in your heels. You were struggling in your shoes and by how fast and long his legs were. "T-Tj..Slow downward, please?" you stuttered, alcohol running in your veins and information technology wasn't helping that the globe was twirling in a vortex.

He abruptly stopped in forepart of their door, your forehead hitting his back with a soft thud. Automatically uttering a tender amends towards the latter. Tj spun in his heels, his long, soft, pretty fingers wrapping effectually your wrist a piffling besides tightly. Probably because of his anger towards everything, yet you weren't complaining because you were too drunk to fifty-fifty retort. You were fifty-fifty numb from the booze and from the piercing words that went straight to the centre.

If but it was all simply a dream..

"You guys are the fucking best," you heard Tj sarcastically spat towards his family who were shooting daggers at the both of you. They couldn't understand still. No, not until they wanted to sympathize where Tj was coming from so they wouldn't go to.

They wouldn't become to because they've never understood him since he was in the white business firm.

Thomas James Hammond but needed love, understanding and affection. He only wanted to be loved. He has ever been a soft boy.

Y/North Y/L/N came along and gave him what he wanted, yet she wasn't downright accustomed.

Just like TJ Hammond, and that was probably why they were good for each other.

Then the door slammed shut, vibrating their stunned souls. Nana revealed herself from the kitchen, a disappointed look on her pretty, aging face. She knew she liked Y/N's pure heart. More and then for her grandson because she knew how he was whipped and prepare to climb mountains for this adult female.

Elaine'southward mother sipped on her martini, her vocalisation cracking from age as she finally addressed the elephant in the room. "Elaine," she grabbed her daughter's attention. "Yous won't be getting to save Tj for the 2d fourth dimension now because yous've just showed how invalid he was. Y/N will." Elaine frowned tightly, trying hard non to scroll her eyes as she was trying to procedure everything at paw.

Margaret huffed as she glanced at Elaine's ex-husband. "Every bit for y'all, Bud.." She eventually snickered, twirling the glass in her feeble hands with a stressed out tone.

"You're a dick,"

GOSH. I LOVE TJ HAMMOND Also MUCH. GO LIKE AND REBLOG THIS IF Y'ALL LOVE TJ HAMMOND! Pitiful if information technology's too long? Hehehe!

XOXO,
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