Bridgerton Fanfiction Watching The Show นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Alone in his penthouse apartment on a breezy Friday evening, Nat adjusted the mood lighting to a soft purple hue. The ambient glow washed over the sleek, modern furniture, reflecting off the glass walls and casting long shadows across the room. N*****x was already queued up to Bridgerton, their new shared obsession. Two episodes, they'd agreed. Just two. A bowl of caramel popcorn sat waiting on the marble coffee table, still warm. He glanced at his phone. 8:07 PM. Zara was usually on time. He smiled to himself, imagining her knocking at the door in one of those sleek coats she liked to wear.

The audience of the live show went berserk. "Look at that gaze! He's staring right through the assistant! Are there any fan fiction authors writing stories about them? I would totally read it—the spicy kind!" "Still think he's not interested? The moment he walked in, his radar directed him straight to the assistant's side! He isn't even hiding it anymore!" "Sneaking a peek, hey? That's cute! Am I watching a fashion design competition, or is this a reality dating show? Well, it doesn't matter. I'll watch it anyway! Please keep this momentum going! Otherwise, I'll be mad!"

I could swear I saw him mumbling other words besides what he just said words like pervert words, but I know I was sleepy and can't believe my eyes. I shrugged sitting back next to him, watching along with him till I felt my eyes closing, I tried to open them, but they were heavy... ********************** Anthony's POV: I was watching Scarlett's favorite TV show, Vampire diaries. I was kind of getting used to it, it's been a while since we both started watching it together. She was sitting next to me, on the sofa. I'd really preferred if she changed and washed up, the clothes she was wearing were making me feel... uncomfortable.

“Are you hiding something?” I smiled suddenly and said “Nothing, it’s just, I like him but still dating.” “Sure?” “Yep.” I spoke. “let’s watch the new series.” She nodded and we finally binge watched the series I was waiting for. ‘Don’t say no’ was the best one with the cutest couple and the hottest bottom. But for the first time, even though I loved the series I was watching and everything but why, at the back of my mind, the contract revolved with the sorrow signs?

We didn't have a change of clothes and I hoped Ray would remember to come back with some. 'Do you want to watch anything? They actually have Netflix. ' Bry asked after some time, my head on his well sculpted chest. 'Yes, SEE. ' 'You're kidding right? you want to watch that? ' He was actually serious about it. 'I mean, it's very boring to watch a bunch of blind people fighting at equally boring mountains. ' He continued, chuckling at my surprised facial expression. 'Shut up, you said to watch anything. Plus it's not boring, You'll get to see the queen masturbating. ' I was bad at convincing people, and that's the only thing that came to mind about the series.

“No, but you can make yourself useful by setting it up for us.” I think Victor will refuse, but he shocks me by nodding, and together we go to the living room where he sets up the television. I’m surprised to see there’s a N*****x account already attached to the television, so I take the remote from him and begin watching the third season of 2 Broke Girls because it reminds me of Soph who I miss so much. It’s her favorite show. Three episodes in and I know Madam C won’t be joining me when all she does is pass me my meal with a promise to return. Though I’m a little saddened by it, I’m too busy laughing to dwell on the sadness. I really love Max, she’s funny.

We didn't have a change of clothes and I hoped Ray would remember to come back with those things. 'Do you want to watch anything? They actually have N*****x.' Bry asked after some time, my head on his wall sculpted chest. 'Yes, SEE.' 'You're kidding right? you want to watch that?' He was actually serious about it. 'I mean, it's very boring to watch a bunch of blind people fighting at equally boring mountains.' He continued, chuckling at my surprised facial expressions. Shut up, you said to watch anything. plus it's not boring, you'll get to see the queen masturbating.' I was bad at convincing people and that's the only thing that came to mind about the series.

Bridget asked in concern. “Uhmm… I think someone is outside watching us.” Without warning, Bridget ran to the door with Elipot closely behind her. I held my breath and waited for them to come inside. “Are you sure, Enny? No one is there.” I swallowed. I could have sworn I saw someone. I wasn’t drunk. I wasn’t seeing things. “Maybe the person left,” I added quickly, trying to avert the awkwardness of it all. I was certain of what I saw.

He got his hand down in my big chips bag. "How is it going?" He asks. I stare at him, couching a bit. "That was a dirty tactic to bring up our sex from the past." How many times did we have sex that Noah even remembers? Once or twice? Hell, I'm not sure. "Everything is allowed in war," he smirks and pops another potato chip into his waiting mouth. "So, what are we watching?" "Bridgerton. I love the romance in it, but I can change it to something straight up in your alley." I stop the show and press on Rick and Morty with a smile. "So this is—"

Luna’s P.O.V “Even though I am engaged to someone else, just know that no matter what he tells me, I will still love you,” I continue and kiss him. “So, what do you want us to do today?” he asks me. I think about it, then I say, “I want us to read a book and watch the adaptation of the book. I was thinking about the Bridgerton books, I want us to read the first book and the watch season one of the series. Is that okay?”