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Fez x highmaintenance ! Reader

Just a lil head cannon to get me into writing for fez.

High maintenance readers are actually my favourite thing right now, I might make this a character and start a series,

let me know if you’d like that

The moment fez saw you in your pink diamond bodycon cocktail dress, he knew he had to have you.

The moment you saw him in his stripped Ralph Lauren long sleeve Polo, you knew you had to have him.

Some would say it was a match made in heaven, and the ones who don’t say that, are jealous.

The one thing Fez didn’t know, however, when he saw you in that dress, was how much attention you actually needed in order to work like a ‘normal human’.

Every time you wore an outfit, Fez had to see it. God forbid he said he didn’t like it.

When he didn’t like what you were wearing, you’d go on for hours about how the Colours actually do go together well (despite them obviously clashing) and that it was designer so it had to work.

Fez would always just sigh and look at you when you were arguing.

He found you being angry, very hot.

He would always pay for your hair appointments, mainly to shut you up about how pricey they were

Seriously, he was not listening to another minute of you complaining to him about how your hair was dyed a Mahogany brown instead of a Chestnut brown and therefore you shouldn’t have to pay them.

Brown is brown.

He secretly loved paying for them though, just to see you happy.

Always seeing things you like and subtly hinting to him.

He was a drug dealer, he was rolling in it, and you were his loyal girlfriend, you deserved to be treated sometimes.

Sometimes all the time.

Fez gladly treated you though, most of the time without you even asking, he just loved to spoil you.

Sometimes he had to reign you back in though, you got carried away quite often.

“That’s so unfair Fezzie! Nate got maddy that coat from James Bond, why can’t I have it.”

“You don’t even know what James Bond film it’s from, you just know it’s expensive and pretty”

“Guess I’ll just go ask Nate to buy it for me then, since my Boyfriends clearly incapable”

“You go near him and I won’t rail you for a month”

“The coat was ugly anyway, didn’t even want it.”

You’d often give him the silent treatment when he wouldn’t give you what you want.

It’d never last long though.

You needed fez, a lot more then it would seem he needed you.

You were enamoured by him.

His beauty

His loyalty

His heart.

And yes he spoilt you rotten.

But he definitely got it back.

You were devoted to him, hopelessly.

He could snap his fingers and you’d be running out the door towards him.

You’d always patch him up after a fight, that was undoubtedly caused by someone flirting with you.

You’d back him against everything.

Look after ashtray as if you were his mother.

Look after it wash his nan if he couldn’t find the time.

You do anything he asked of you.

And some would call your sort of love dangerous, and hell, it may be.

But to you guys it was right.

It was fez and you against the world. And ain’t no one stopping you.

You both were hopelessly devoted to eachother, no matter how much you could be a spoilt brat.

You were Fezcos spoilt brat, and you both wanted it to stay that way, for as long as the world permitted.