Requested by FriendlyFish420: Y/N finds smutty fanfiction about herself and shows it to Tom, which makes him jealous.

I sat on the sofa, my legs stretched out on the cushions in front of me as I aimlessly scrolled through Instagram. I sighed out, nothing catching my eye as I clicked on peoples' stories to see what friends and family had been up to recently. I clicked on the 'search' page, images of things that Instagram thought that I'd like popping up below the search bar. That was when I saw it. My eyebrows furrowed as I saw one of the photos that I'd done for a photoshoot a few months ago, the image showing me looking at the camera with a slight pout as my lingerie-covered back arched off of the set and one of my bent knees pressed my foot to the floor. It was what was on top of it that was weird. I clicked on the video, music starting to play as the caption 'Y/N: please, baby' flicked on screen.

"Holy shit." I scoffed as I sat up and continued to watch the video. My eyes widened further, a laugh leaving my lips as the next caption to flash up over the raunchy music read 'You: I'll see you to, baby girl, don't you worry *smirks*'. I tried not to laugh, my eyes wide as the captions of the video imagine of me got more and more dirty as it played.

"What the fuck?" I smirked to myself as I saw the Wattpad username of the account in the description. I clicked on the link, the web browser opening up soon enough. My jaw dropped at what I saw. Books upon books of smut written about me littered the page, suggestive and sexy photoshoots that I'd done in the past being the covers as I looked through them. I couldn't lie, I was in slight shock at my discovery. I knew that there was plenty of fanfiction and smut out there of my boyfriend, Tom, there was even more out there of Harrison and even Tom's twin brothers, but I had never expected someone to write anything like that about me. Whilst I was famous enough in my own right, my popularity had shot up a year ago when I had started dating Tom, and so I hadn't expected anyone to be this much of a fan of me. I clicked on the book, my eyes widening and another laugh leaving my lips as I saw the chapters. Everything from simple enough 'Y/N takes your virginity' storylines that were fluffy and cute as well as smutty, to way more dirty ones like 'Y/N punishes you for masturbating without her permission'. I could hardly believe my eyes.

"What are you doing, love?" I looked over the edge of the sofa as Tom walked into the room.

"Tommy, come here, I have to show you this, it's fucking hilarious." I chuckled and shook my head, making Tom's eyebrows furrow and his lips curl into an unsure smile as he sat down next to me.

"What is it?" He asked as he looked at my phone. I bit my lip and looked at him.

"It's smut. Of me." I chuckled and shook my head. His eyes widened, his smile immediately dropping at my words.

"What?!" He exclaimed as he took my phone off of me and started to read what I had just read.

"I know, right? There's every storyline that you could possibly think of. It's too funny." I laughed and shook my head.

"You think that it's funny?! What the fuck, love?!" He exclaimed as he looked back at me.

"Course I do, Tommy! Why wouldn't I, someone is fantasising and writing about having sex with me in all of these scenarios." I chuckled.

"Exactly! Some random stranger, probably a creepy guy in his forties' is writing about having sex with you! Do you not find that really gross?" He scoffed. My eyebrows furrowed, my mind confused as to why Tom was so offended and disgusted over the fact that I had found smut written about me. I didn't particularly care, so I was at a loss as to why he did so much.

"No, I don't, it's fiction, Tommy. There are thousands of smuts out there of you, of Harrison, even of your brothers, why is it different now that it's of me?" I shrugged. He stared at me with wide eyes, his mouth opening and shutting as he tried to put his logic into words.

"Because it is! It's different when it's you! It's different, you're my girlfriend, you're the person that I love, you're the person who I have sex with, so yes, it's weird and uncomfortable that I now know that someone out there, probably more than one person, wants to also have sex with you and have you do all of this stuff to them." He shuddered. My eyes widened slightly, my lips threatening to curl into a smirk as I looked at him.

"Oh my god. You're jealous." I stated. He looked at me.

"What?! I am not." He scoffed and shook his head.

"Yes you are, I know when you're jealous! Tell me, Tommy, are you jealous of the fact that someone else on the planet wants to have sex with me, god forbid, or is it the fact that you're no longer the only one in this relationship who has smut written about them?" I teased with a smirk.

"Neither, because I'm not jealous." He smiled sarcastically before giving me my phone back and standing up to leave.

"Tommy, come on, it's just harmless stuff! You're overthinking it, babe!" I laughed as he started to leave the room.

"No, I'm not, I just don't need or want to read smut about my girlfriend!" He called back as he left, making me chuckle and shake my head as I looked back down at my phone.

I walked into our bedroom and desperately tried not to giggle at how in a strop Tom was as he sat in our bed, on his phone, a frown on his lips and his naked back slouched against the headboard so that he was partially sat up.

"You okay, Tommy?" I cooed teasingly as I shut the door behind me.

"I'm fine." He huffed, making me smirk and shake my head as I headed to the bed.

"You sure?" I continued to gently taunt him, making him sigh as I crawled onto the duvet and crawled over him before lying down so that my arms wrapped around his waist and my head was against his chest.

"I don't like you right now." He mumbled, making my smirk widen as I looked up at him. Ever since I had stumbled upon the smut written about me and had subsequently shown Tom, my boyfriend had been sulking and barely talking to me. I knew that he was jealous, that much was clear, I just didn't know if it was because it was smut about me or if it was because his ego had been hurt a little bit by the fact that he was no longer the only one in the couple who people fantasised about.

"I still don't get what the problem is, babe." I chuckled, making him sigh and put his phone down as his hand rested on my back. He looked down at me.

"It's just weird, sweetheart. I can't put my finger on it exactly but I don't like it. I can tolerate smut about me, I'm even kind of flattered by it. Smut about Haz is a little weirder and smut about my brothers I just ignore, unless it's about Paddy because that's just creepy. But you, I actually am with you. I sleep with you, I love you, we have sex, we do the things that those fans want to do with you, so I just don't like it. I don't like the idea that other people want to do that stuff with you too." He explained.

"Well, did it never occur to you that I might feel the same about you? It's weird for me knowing that there are thousands of chapters and books out there, some graphically detailing what fans want to do to you or have done to them. That's weird for me." I chuckled. He sighed and looked at me.

"Yeah, you're right. I never thought about that." He admitted quietly.

"Look, Tommy, the bottom line is that you have nothing to worry about. I know that it's weird for you, but just ignore it, because of course I'm never going to get with any of these people. Though, I'll happily do any of it with you if a particular chapter caught your eye." I teased, making him smirk and shake his head as he looked at me.

"You're mean when I'm jealous, darling." He fake-pouted, making me laugh and lean in to peck his lips.

"Only when you get jealous over nothing. I understand it, though. But just know that you have nothing to be worried about. I'm okay with it, I'm not creeped out or anything by it, so it's alright." I reassured.

"Okay, love. You're right, that's the main thing. If you're okay with it, it's okay." He nodded.

"Exactly." I smiled, making him return it as I leant in and gently kissed him. He returned it, our eyes fluttering shut and my hand holding his face as his hands landed on my waist.

"Actually, since you offered...I'd love to do chapter thirty-six." He smirked, making me giggle as he gently rolled us over so that I was against the bed and he was on top of me.

"Funny. The same one caught my eye too." I teased, making his smirk widen as he leant down and kissed me again.