When you’re too busy cuddling the love of your life that your other love starts getting annoyed~
As long as you are here- EdSer OS
To say that she was knackered was an understatement of the year. When did life become so hard? Or when did it refuse to fix itself? When did it vow to deny a tiny portion of tranquility in her life? It amazed her that she had not collapsed yet. The stress, the worry, the constant uncertainty of life was taking a toll on her. The two months she spent without Serkan, hanging onto the hope felt the hardest until he came back, and making him realize her love for him felt harder than that. All those hurdles made her realize that it was meant to be for a new beginning. A start for her and Serkan that meant eternal joy, and a happily ever after. But in their case, it wasn't a happily ever after. This was surely not a fairy tale as she had anticipated.
Eda was running short on deadlines. Even though she had managed Art Life without Serkan before, this time it was harder than she had thought. Serkan didn't warn her about this. Six months ago, when she learned about his tumor and decided that she won't sit idle and allow him to waste this time, she did not expect things to be this hard. News of Serkan's condition spread like a wildfire, and media houses were not taking it with empathy. How cruel one can be in the name of few clicks? Their rivals were looming around, seeking a chance to grab whatever they had. They left no chance in financially destabilizing their business empire, and if wasn't for Kemal Bey's help, Eda did not know, how she would have tackled it with a right mind, while constantly juggling between home, hospital, and office.
They had lost two important clients, and this did not settle well with Serkan. Nothing was settling well with him ever since his treatment started and Eda coerced him to stay home. He had accused her of keeping him caged so he dies fast. It hurt her of course, but she knew he was too frustrated with the things going on that at times he did not realize what came out of his mouth. Eda did not know what was more difficult, managing the holding or its Boss? Anyhow, both one thing in common. They were nearly impossible to deal with sometimes. She knew it was wrong to complain like this but sometimes, sometimes we are tired of everything that it is okay to spare a thought and be mad at things and people, even if it isn't justified.
It was a long day, and she was looking forward to his warm embrace after a dreadful day at work. Though she hadn't lost any clients this time, she had lost some important employees because they did not feel like working under the incompetency of Eda Yildiz. According to them, their abilities weren't being utilized well, and it was better to leave. What hurts the most was that they felt that their boss was never gonna come back. They had worked under her before, but this time it was different. This time Eda knew that she wasn't at her best. This time she would find herself breaking down in some corner of the office, reaching late for meetings, struggling to make the right decision, unable to meet the demands of their workers, lacking logical thinking because every single time, 24/7 the only thing looming on her mind was Serkan.
The man she loved.
Three months back, doctors had completely given up the hope that he would recover. She even feared to think of the words they had uttered. But she never lost hope. She knew God won't be so cruel to her this time. She knew faith is to keep going. So she did. She kept going, holding Serkan's hand, asking him to trust her, so they can cross this hurdle together.
'Do you trust me?' She had asked him one day
More than myself."
'then trust me one last time, and be with me on this journey. Serkan, we never gave up on ourselves then why should we now? "
That day, as scared as he was today, or probably more, Serkan held Eda Yildiz' hand to embark on another crusade. This was a difficult one, and they both knew in heart that it might not lead them anywhere. Yet, they did believe in each other, prayed intently for another miracle. A miracle was all they needed in life.
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"Hey Honey! I am home" Eda entered the apartment announcing her arrival while wiping the tear from the crook of her eye, wearing the mask that she normally did around him.
She got a bit paranoid when she didn't hear him say anything back and dropped her bag to look for him but she wasn't met by a pleasant sight. This was lowkey expected because it had become a routine now. Eda knew what was coming so she braced herself.
Serkan was lying on the couch, with his laptop on his knees, wearing a scorned expression. It was not hard to tell that he was still mad at her. This morning, they argued about him going back to the office but she denied it, fearing that the stress was not good for him, and it seemed that he had not taken that well. Like a little boy mad at his parents, Serkan Bolat was on his laptop unbothered by Eda's presence. Eda attempted to decrease the tension of the environment by embracing him from behind and nibbling his ear.
"Hey, baby! What is that has caught your eye that you can't even say Hi." She uttered suggestively, wishing that her touch would have a similar effect on him as it did before. Hoping that this evening won't be ruined with another fight.
Eda began to nibble onto his nape and settled on the couch to take his lips but Serkan did not react or even bother to say a single word. He continued to stare at the laptop screen and jerked off her arms around his neck twitching his tongue.
"Grow up Eda. I'm working." He registered icily.
"Uh Hunh, what is it?" She wasn't going to allow him to break her. She knew he tried hard to dissuade her with his words and behavior but she knew she won't allow that to happen even if it cost her own self-respect.
"Why? You think I don't have my own work to do just because I'm sitting idle at home?" There we go. He started again. Eda saw it coming the moment she left for home but she hadn't prepared herself already.
"I did not mean that." She tried to soothe him by running a hand on his arm but Serkan jerked it off.
"Did you have your medicines?"
"I'm not a kid Eda, for the love of God, stop treating me like one. I know I have to take those good-for-nothing meds to hover around you for the next few months." He yelled throwing away the laptop from her knees.
"Serkan, please calm down. What is it?" Eda tried to calm him down with an assertive tone, running her hands on his face, wishing that he would remember that she still loves him, more than he could even imagine. "What's wrong? We can fix this."
"Fix this? Is there anything left to fix? Why can't you accept the fact that you can't fix everything? You can't fix me! You can't fix the mess at the office. You can't fix the whole world Eda Yildiz." He was screaming, words and tears coming out of his eyes like a bow from an arrow. He was mad, he was furious that he had to switch between home and office, leaving everything behind, staying oblivious to things for a future that was not certain. He hated it. He was ready to die but he did not want to die like this. He did not know why he was mad. He did not care much about the holding yet he was concerned about the way things were being handled. He heard from leyla about the blunders, and even if Eda did not agree, he knew Art Life was going to collapse along with the holding. But this was just a reason to get mad, a reason he found himself to lash at her. In reality, he was tired. He was no longer willing to hold Eda's hand and continue this journey. And it pained him that she was bearing the burnt because of him. Instead of using the best years of her life, she was wasting them after a man, whose existence was in question. He knew his words were harsh, they made him hate himself. He wished Eda would realize that she was fighting a lost battle. His behavior was an attempt to push her away from him. Every day he would do something anticipating that she will leave him, and that would be enough to kill him instead of his brain tumor.
Eda continued to stare at him with brimmed eyes. "Good night Serkan."
She was not going to fight him. She had stopped doing so because she knew what he was doing and it was useless to say anything. All she was did was hope and pray that he would understand she wasn't happy to put them through this.
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"Hey, what happened?" Eda opened her eyes as she felt his fingers trailing across her cheeks.
"Sorry, I woke you up." He mumbled with a shaking voice. His eyes were red and it seemed he had been crying. again
"Serkan?" Eda let out a silent cry, her heart tearing apart seeing him in that state. He had lost a considerable amount of weight in the last 6 months, Gym was out of the question, his beard was grown, and he did not look anything like the Serkan she knew.
"Why are you still here?" he asks her with a staggering voice
"because we don't leave the ones we love." She ran her fingers in his hair as he rested his head in her lap.
"Would you forgive me?" he implores in between sobs, soaking her beige nightdress with tears.
"What makes you think I won't?"
"I can't recognize myself, Eda. I'm not the man you fell in love with."
"I only need to recognize this." She placed a gentle hand on his heart and he looked at her on the verge of another breakdown.
"I love you."
"And I love you more than you can imagine."
"I hate this."
"Me too."
"Will this get over?"
"It will. Just like the way you came back to me before, you would too this time as well."
"how do you know?"
"I'm a fairy, you remember that right?" They chuckled amidst their cries. "I know we have a lifetime to spend together."
"Eda, I'm sorry. This treatment, this whole thing is killing me inside. I don't know what gets onto me sometimes and I forget who am I."
"I know baby, I know. You need not explain." Eda placed a long kiss on his hair, urging him to join her in the bed. She missed him, she missed his embrace more than anything.
"Serkan, promise me you will make up for this once this is over."
"Promise." He looked at her as his mouth fells to hers. His teeth sinking into her lower lip until she moaned. His hands rove over her thighs, continuing pressing warm, sensuous kisses along her lips and down her neck. His fingers dragged her nightdress until it hit the bottom. He nibbles his way up her legs, pausing to give her calves and thighs a little extra attention. Then his hands spread her knees and he settles between them, his mouth hovering over her sex as he spreads the wet folds apart before diving into feast on her. It doesn't take him long to have Eda writhing and screaming in pleasure. She nearly comes when his tongue laps at her entrance before delving in to lick her dry. She grabs onto clumps of his hair for purchase, needing that anchor to keep herself from falling over the edge too soon, but it doesn't work. When his fingers replace his tongue as it moves to her clit, it's over. She comes with a startled cry as her orgasm rips through her quickly and suddenly. Her entire body shakes to the core and she has to push Serkan away because she can't handle any more stimulation at that moment.
He still ends up on top of her though, his arms wrapping around her back to hold her against his chest until her breathing evens out and she feels normal again. "Fuck," Eda murmurs into his ear before taking the lobe into her mouth to give it a gentle suck before letting go. She feels Serkan shiver in response, his arms tightening around her waist. He buries his face in the crook of her neck, breathing in deep. Her back arches up off the bed, taking him in to the hilt as she cries out in pure ecstasy. Then he's pounding into her, his pace hard and fast and relentless, giving her no respite as he fucks her to oblivion. She begins to see stars when she squeezes her eyes shut, letting the sensations overtake her. Nothing matters at that moment aside from him giving her everything she wants and more.
Due to the pent-up frustration in him, he feels the need to release right now. And when he finally does, it's like a dam breaking. He loses his rhythm, his hips slamming into her erratically, and he cries out her name before his head drops to the crook of her neck and he bites down, leaving yet another bruise on her skin. Her muscles clench around his cock, milking him until he has nothing left to give, and they both slump into the bedsheets, sated and spent. "God, I love you so much," he whispers into her ear without raising his head. Eda smiles.
"Don't ever stop loving me. I won't be able to breathe." She whispers back nuzzling his cheek before pressing a soft kiss to his temple. They lay like that for a while, holding each other in a warm embrace until Serkan rolls them onto their sides. He's smiling that beautiful, warm, gentle smile she's come to realize only comes out for her, and she can't help it. Her lips press to his for a soft kiss before she pulls back.
"Eda, I'm scared." He admits truthfully.
"Me too. But we can't let our fears take over our happiness, right?" He gleams at him caressing his thighs with her delicate fingers.
"I abhor walking through those hospital corridors, and seeing that expression on your face." He was letting it out, finally. And she couldn't be more relieved.
"We will be walking through those corridors one last time, and returning back with good news to share with our friends. Tamam?"
He didn't need to say anything. He pressed his forehead with hers, basking in the glory of her warmth and love for the rest of the night. While whispered sweet words of love, he let out a prayer, pleading to God to give him one last chance to make up for the times he had hurt her. He wanted to survive, he wanted to live for her.
Crucial times test your love more than anything
It's okay to breakdown
It's okay to be mad
But it's never okay to leave the ones you promised a lifetime.
Gif credits: photogrfya on tumblr
Mess- EdSer Oneshot
It’s been a long and knackering day not just at work but overall, to begin with. It was as if his life couldn’t stop itself from surprising him at every instant, and believe us they weren’t good surprises minus the one when Eda kissed him at the conference, or when he accepted his feelings for her. It’s been a bumpy ride ever since that. Things were not falling into space and he was amazed that he hadn’t collapsed yet. Maybe it was because of the things that were still the reason of each breath. There were things that he could not let go of. It had been 48 hours since the awful evening at Prince Seyman’s place. Eda, the love of his life, the woman he had lost his heart and soul to, had broken up with him, in fact they were not together at first place. She had straightaway told him that their relationship had been a mistake and she could not be with him. His face reminded her of her parents' death. She wasn’t wrong, he had thought. From now onwards whenever he will look at Semiha hanım he will also think of all the mistakes he had made in life that God decided to send her in his life.
If the breakup wasn’t hard hitting for him already, today’s lunch and it's unfortunate events surely had a go at him. The universe was indefinitely plotting against him if not less. How sinful was he to fall for Eda Yildiz that he had to bear the burnt by watching her having a romantic lunch with another man, who was unapologetically touching her at all places. Even he didn’t get to touch her like that for months. Alright, the pottery date counted as something but that was not even half of what Seyman tried to do with Eda.
Balca had insisted on a lunch, and in all honesty, he had agreed to do so only to rile Eda and show her that he could do better without her. She wasn’t the only woman left for him in this entire universe. Well, she really was the only woman for him in the whole world but at the moment Serkan wasn’t ready to have that conversation with himself. The drama during the lunch had been too much for him to digest, he really needed to sway away from these burdens and get a hot bath to relax his nerves.
Dragging his feet, with his coat hung upon his shoulder, and sleeves rolled up, Serkan made his way inside to his apartment that was like always hauntingly quiet. It was until he took a few more steps and widened his eyes enough to see that the exquisitely furnished lounge was in a mess. The sofa was upside down, vase broken, in fact every piece of art that he had specifically ordered from different parts of the world were shattered across the room. It seemed as if someone had broken into his apartment, but that was impossible. It could not have happened because at least he would have been alerted.
A perplexed Serkan made his way upstairs, a bit cautious just in case the chances of a burglar breaking into his apartment were true. It was messy all around, it seemed someone had entered his home with the intention of creating a havoc. A storm would have done less damage he thought.
“What the Fuck!” He exclaimed out loud in confusion and shock. Of all the possibilities of his apartment turning out to be a wreck, this was not even the last one on this mind. To his surprise, the woman who had made his day miserable (not really) was right there lying on the bed on her stomach, eating an apple while reading a magazine, which he thought was just an added aesthetic to the setting. Sirius on the other hand, while cheerfully beside her, he had been missing her a lot.
“Oh you are home! Hoş Gledim” Eda raised her brows pleasantly surprised but he could feel the sarcasm in her tone. She straightened up and rested her back against the bed. “Done serving your balca with the bugle for today? Serkan bey ?”
“Eda are you out of your mind? What are you doing here? And what is this mess for?” Ignoring her last comment, he asked her in a disbelief. Unable to comprehend the reason for her arrival and this mad behavior.
“How dare you ask me what I’m doing here?” She screamed and threw the magazine at his face violently. Even poor sirius got scared and left the room instantly. Serkan made a mental note of why was she holding the magazine before. The vases and other ornaments were broken so obviously she needed something to break his head or throw at him.
“SAKIN EDA. Sakin.”
“Next time choose your words and actions cautiously Serkan Bolat or there will be a rock instead of a magazine at your head next time.” She glared at him furiously.
Serkan couldn’t comprehend the reasoning behind her behavior. She was the one who pulled the breakup stunt last night and acted all possessive during the lunch. It was her who pushed him to punch Seyman because she had allowed him to even set a finger on her skin. Now she was in his home accusing him of a deed that he had no about, and ruining the expensive décor with her rage.
“You need to see a therapist Eda.” He soundly registered looking at the condition of his room. But the moment the words left his mouth he regretted instantly, this wasn’t the exact time to pinch her nerves Serkan.
“I would but only after you end up at the orthopedic.”
“NE?”
“Don’t try to fool around me Serkan. You’re not as naïve as you act.”
“What’s wrong with you Eda?”
Eda sat on her knees and pulled the pillow from her back to hit him with it. It wasn’t a single blow, Serkan couldn’t understand where did she muster the strength to hit him so hard, in fact put the furniture down.
“THIS. THIS IS WRONG WITH ME. You are everything that’s wrong with me Serkan.”
“EDA. It hurts, my neck is already hurting.”
“Gerçekten?” She stopped midway to look at him with a sarcastic pout that made her look cuter than ever before. Why she had to mess up everything when she can’t stop looking like this, it gets difficult to keep my hands of her, thought serkan.
“SERKAN BOLAT.” Eda let out his name with full authority and warning. She was no longer on the bed. Her index finger pointed at Serkan, and her feet gradually pacing towards her were signaling towards a war. Serkan began to step back worried for his life until he was met by a closet, leaving no room for escape. They need to make the room airier and without closets for future just in case.
“What do you think of yourself? What was so awfully wrong with your neck that you had to take the expertise of Balca rather than a doctor.”
So, it finally made sense to him that what was this all about. Eda’s animosity towards balca was no longer a secret from him. Even she was quite open about it now. He hadn’t expected that the moment between him and balca would disturb Eda to this extent that she will come for this throat.
His neck had a sprain and Balca, even though he insisted her not to, offered to fix it in a moment. Surprisingly, she did succeed, and he was grateful to her for that.
“Serkan!” Eda slapped him on his arm. “I’m here for answers, do you hear me.”
“Eda it was nothing, besides you are overreacting and please it was nothing in comparison to what was going on between you and your prince.”
“Serkan--- Seriously? What are we? Five? Is this some revenge game? I thought we were over the jealousy part in our relationship.” She sighed, and suddenly her voice had dropped.
Serkan sensed the tension and wished she had remained mad at him. That was better than this Eda at least. “Tamam I agree that I went a bit overboard and took advantage of the situation but Eda the prince was crossing his limits. You cannot deny that.”
“SERKAN BOLAT.” Eda held him by his collar and glared at him while pressing her tongue behind her teeth. “You dare let that woman come near you next time, and I swear on Sirius that I will be first to rip off that neck of yours.”
If Serkan hadn’t known Eda so well, he wouldn’t have taken that threat seriously. But this was Eda Yildiz, and she could do anything.
“We are surviving a pandemic, canım.” “Let her know and ask her to maintain a distance of 6 ft.” “You cannot afford to die anytime soon.” She let go of his collar and jerked him backwards with her right hand. Serkan stood their dumbfounded for a couple of seconds to make a mental note of what had just happened.
Eda was back on the bed, eating her apple and this time resting her head on the spare pillow to gather some moments of peace.
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She was circling his bare, shoulder with her long circles. Drawing patterns and teasing his toned muscles. Wrapped in white sheets, with lights off and their accelerated heartbeats, Eda and Serkan were silent for the last the one hour. In fact, the hadn’t talked much during their mating session, which was rather surprising.
““Remember when you talked about running away with me?” Eda uttered silently, her fingers hadn’t stopped doing that to his shoulder because she knew how much she was relishing it at the moment.
“Evet” He answered, not paying attention to what she had said but engrossed in the scent of her hair currently scattered across his face. He did not want to be disturbed, not even her voice at the moment.
“I should’ve listened to you and run away immediately.” Serkan raised his head from her chest and looked at her inquisitively.
“For what?”
“For us” She smiled at him kindly, resting his head back on her chest.
“Stay tonight.”
“I can’t, it’s dangerous Serkan.”
“Ahhh the wicked grandma will catch the children in bed.” He chuckled out loudly. “Heyy, it’s gonna be fine. Sooner than you’ll know.”
“But I’m scared Serkan. Last night, breaking up with you even if it was all a lie, felt worse than any of the nightmares I’ve seen so far. “I’d not even think about hurting you with those words, let along smashing them on your face.”
“I know. But can we please not talk about last night. It was horrible anyways.” “Nevertheless, you need not to worry about, we will run away if your babaannen didn’t fix herself up.”
“She won’t.” “And I can’t risk your life along with your parents.”
“You won’t.” He gestured calmly, with a smile on his face and kissed her on the chin only to bury his head back where it belonged earlier.
“Your calmness annoys me sometimes. I don’t know what’s in your head serkan but if this plan didn’t work out then?”
“Eda. Can you stop? It’s been a day and I am still trying to comprehend the events of last night.”
“Peke. I have to leave in next thirty minutes anyways.”
“Great, you can clean the mess, meanwhile I can catch some sleep.” He grinned sheepishly, only to receive a smack from her. They looked at each other with brimmed yet hopeful eyes.
There was hope to fix things and fix the mess in their life. They knew that their togetherness is their biggest strength at the moment.
Stay close to people who feel like sunshine
Hold close to people who make you shine
“Is it easier for you? Giving up on me?”
“Like a hundred daggers running through my heart.”
Closet Diaries - EdSer Oneshot
Serkan had been ignoring her for the last few hours now. He was infuriated to say the least, not that he doubted her intentions or anything but it was her blind trust in people like Efe that had landed them in such a crucial position. He was in love with Eda, if she had asked him to leave everything aside, leave the holding and start new somewhere else, Serkan would’ve happily agreed. However, things were different now. Someone had landed up on his head threatening his power and that someone was here only because Eda didn’t allow Serkan to merge in that matter. It hurt him the most that she had trusted a stranger like Efe more than him. Was his one mistake so grave that he didn’t deserve to be involved in Eda’s business with Efe? If only Eda had put her faith in him, trusted his words regarding Efe, they could’ve known what was about to come their way. Eda’s previous gestures weren’t as hurtful as this one. Previously , it was a game, they were flirting and teasing each other , but this was ....... He could not absorb the shock of his life. For the first time in life things weren’t in his control because he hadn’t planned it all along accordingly.
She tried her luck while giving his beard a light trimming but he was adamant to not fall for her antics this time.
“We’re gonna dress you up for a meeting with semiha Hanim. You have to look your best, tamam?” He nodded without any expression, knowing her intentions so far.
“As much as I love your wardrobe, we do need to make some changes Serkan. You don’t have any bright shades to begin with.” She uttered casually like her usual self , rummaging through his closet nervously.
“Eda. Yatır . There’s no need for you to do this. I’ll manage by myself.” Eda was so used to see love in his eyes that the reflection of coldness was stinging her at the moment.
She remarked after gently making him wear a coat, “so you’ll stay mad at me? You won’t even trust me that-“
“It isn’t about trust Eda , I trust you and you of all people must adhere to that. It’s you whose been so indulged with the idea of punishing me that you’ve forgotten I’m the same guy you fell for.” He had calmly replied without any anger exhibiting on his face. Eda could see that he was cautious to not break any boundaries and respect her dignity at any cost.
Eda pulled him by his collar gently, tugging onto the shirt gently, she asked gently, “what can I do for you to forgive me?” She breathed heavily closing her eyes. “Anything, in addition to previous three desires i give you three more!”
Serkan had noticed the spark in her eyes, the glint when she looked at him with a wide smile .
“Grow up. We’re getting late and I don’t want your grandma to mess with us furthermore.”
End
“You are fast with your Christmas present, edacım”
Serkan x Bathrobe x Eda
His smell His touch
If she could embrace her feeble self with them, in that moment, she would have had to so. Breaking boundaries, defying contracts, she would have allowed him to prickle each inch of her skin beneath his rough fingers.
They had something unnamed between them, they yearned for each other’s breath. Eda teased him, to see him shiver under the influence of her breath, she could tell he was hard down, she could tell their bodies echoed for each other, under the moonlight.
“I’ve missed you with each breath I took, without your presence around me”
I’ll steal you away in a swish
Like a hurl of wind
Cascading your face with tenderness
I’ll ride you off to the eternal bliss
“What binds us after all that happened?”
“Love. Trust. And Us.”
“Do you trust me?”
“I trust us.”
Let’s just hope Serkan Bolat makes it to his grave without any fractures and injuries
“Wanna play a game?”
“Darling, you’ll be doing the dishes anyways.”