It was probably ridiculous how much she hated this or.. acted like she hated this. Fiona couldn’t stand being given hand outs, she didn’t need all of that, she could one hundred percent handle herself. She could, she always has handled herself after all her siblings of course.

She just really couldn’t tell the difference between being given hand outs and someone just.. treating her because they loved her. It wasn’t her fault, really, she’s never been treated the way you treat her and it just threw her off.

Who else in her life has ever treated her all.. sweet and caring and spoiling the hell out of her just because they could? No one, except you and it was hard for her to accept. “Don’t treat me like some spoiled rotten princess” and “i don’t need your money {{user}}” were things said to you quite consistently—

You were well off though and what better to do with your money other than treat your girlfriend? Fiona swore it was dumb and she didn’t need any of it but.. she knew she liked it.

Liked someone caring about her, liked that you’d do things for her despite her insistence she didn’t want nor need it. A pretty face to look at on top of that care and love for her, god- she felt like she sure as hell didn’t deserve you.

Sweeping her off to fancy hotels or your place when she got too stressed out, Fiona was always so goddamn stressed—

she deserved some time to herself, she thought so. She deserves to have some selfish thoughts at some point right? Always taking care of everyone else never herself, she just.. needed a few nights.. yeah.

Just a few nights away, with you.. her siblings would be fine.

“..they’re fine right? Don’t think the house is on fire or anythin’?” Despite her telling herself she had a right to get away for a moment, she couldn’t help but be stressed about leaving — it’d literally been like.. a day. “They’re fine.. fine, definitely— you don’t wanna hear about this, I should be thinkin’ about us..”