sunshinemelody12

[sunshinemelody12]

Reader confess their crush by accident. Basically reader texting about their crush to their friend but accidentally texting to hsr men.

reader accidentally texting hsr men about their crush (hsr x reader)

thank you so much for the request!! requests open in bio!!

i love writing for caelus I'm madly in love with him....also a post without argenti?!?!?!??!?! extremely rare

characters included: caelus, aventurine, dan heng

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A/N: I apologize if the writing isn't very good, it's 1:30 AM and I can't sleep 😓

[sunshinemelody12]

Milkman says: "Mmm... Enough.😐"

[sunshinemelody12]

This probably something Astarion would say

[sunshinemelody12]

"They're mine, bitch."

TW//: Has a gay slur

A/N: I apologize for any mistakes, this is semi-old and I haven't read over it in a while.

It was a busy day at the bar. This was common since it was the weekend, where people come to unwind after a stressful week of work or to simply party.

Morgan was in their element, mixing drinks expertly behind the bar and offering a listening ear to those who needed it. Some of the main patrons had stopped by and offered fun conversation, getting a few laughs and creating a positive atmosphere.

Onyx, their companion behind the bar, was also maintaining a lively atmosphere. He was their second set of hands for the busy bar and helped serve those at tables and booths. The two would exchange looks and check-ins throughout their shift, finding intrigue, entertainment, or even annoyance from the variety of customers they dealt with.

It seemed Onyx had quite the distaste for a specific customer, however.

A young woman, with long blonde hair and green eyes was sat at the bar. Her fake lashes batted at them as they worked, her cherry lips pulled back as she ate them up with her gaze alone. They noticed her a while ago and did their best to ignore the bedroom eyes. It wasn't the first time.

Eventually after a couple glasses of gin she started hitting on them.

“Hey handsome, what’s your name?” She said lowly, her slightly slurred speech ruining any attempt at sounding sultry.

“Morgan.” They answered bluntly, wiping down an empty glass and putting it away. Unfortunately there was a pause in serving customers, leaving them to her flirtations. She hummed, licking her lips.

“That’s a pretty name for a pretty face. You work here for a long time?” She continued, clearly pushing for conversation that would lead to something more. Morgan entertained her, unaware of Onyx’s critical stare boring into the woman.

He managed to sneak his way back behind the bar after a few minutes and nudged them lightly when they had a break to serve someone. “Hey,” he whispered, eyeing the woman closely as she stared unabashedly, “is she bothering you?”

Morgan sighed, sliding a freshly filled glass to a patron who called out in thanks and offering their friend a glance.

“I’m alright. Nothing new in terms of customers getting too cozy. Thanks for asking.” They said, coming to attention when a customer placed down some cash and left. They snagged the money and the empty shot glasses, splitting them with Onyx to clean. He huffed, “If you say so. She looks like she’s two seconds away from asking to fuck on the counter right here and now with those eyes.”

Morgan grimaced. “I hope the fuck not. I’m not even into women.” They muttered, nearly audibly groaning when the blonde waved them down.

“Yes?” They asked, pursing their lips when she very obviously leaned forward to push her breasts up with her arms. She fluttered her eyes at them with a little smile. “Are you single?” Here we go.

“Yes. I am also uninterested. I’m sorry ma’am, but I do not hook up with customers in my workplace.” They explained flatly, uncaring as her face twisted at their words. She puffed out her bottom lip and pouted, turning up her attempt at seduction.

“Are you sure? Not even for someone like me?”

“Ma’am-“

“Yes they are very sure. You know why?” Onyx abruptly spoke up, cutting into the conversation. The blonde squinted at him. “Why?”

Onyx then grabbed Morgan by the shoulder, spun them to face him, and kissed them. Their eyes widened in surprise as Onyx pressed his lips to theirs, his hazel green eyes shut tight. He pulled back swiftly afterwards and draped an arm around their waist.

“They’re mine, bitch.” He said haughtily. She scoffed, her seductive facade falling into something unpleasant. “Ugh, have him. I don’t mingle with faggots like you.”

Morgan blinked, startled by the unexpected kiss and also by her nasty words. Their eyes narrowed. “We don’t like mingling with nasty ass sluts like you either,” they said shortly, Onyx snickering at her offended gasp.

“I’m leaving!” She huffed. “Don’t let the door smack your ass on the way out!” Morgan called as she stormed off, not before paying for her drinks of course. Onyx was giggling at their words, waving at her back as she stormed out.

“Nice one.” He said. Morgan hummed in response, thoughts flickering with irritation towards the woman. Then they remembered what just transpired in its entirety. They tensed up, heat crawling up their neck and tinting their cheeks pink.

“So, uh…” Onyx started, sounding hesitant, “I am so sorry for pulling that on you, I wasn’t really thinking-“ Morgan stared at him with a blank expression for a few moments, processing the fact that the man actually kissed them. The person they had fallen for ages ago made a move like that.

“Did you mean it?” They asked suddenly. Onyx paused his mini speech and blinked  at them. “Huh?”

“Did you mean it?” They asked again, offering no context, yet hinting towards something they both understood. Onyx blushed, his smile turning sheepish.

“The kiss? Uh, yeah… I may or may not have acted out of jealousy because I have feelings for you.” He blurted. Morgan’s heart skipped a beat. Their eyes were wide, staring down at the shorter man with a sense of awe. Something inside of them clicked into place and they grabbed him by the arm, dragging him towards the back rooms. “Wha-hey!”

Once the two were out of sight from the public Morgan pushed him into the nearest wall and kissed him back. Onyx froze, processing, then just as fast as he froze up he returned the gesture. When the two pulled away Onyx looked up at them with hopeful, joyful eyes.

“So I wasn’t the only one catching feelings?” He asked, a hint of a smirk teasing his lips. Morgan flushed a deeper shade of pink, bordering on red. Onyx clicked his tongue and grabbed their face for another kiss. Their face burned brighter, suddenly very flustered.

“Have you ever kissed before? Or are you just shy?” He wondered, watching as they avoided his gaze and shook their head. He gasped. “Oh my god, am I your first kiss?” He asked. They nodded shyly after a moment.

Onyx damn near squealed, kissing them again and then pecking them on the nose. “My God you are adorable! I didn’t know you got flustered so easy. Oooh, you’re so quiet.”

“Y’know what? If you have nothing to do after work today, which you shouldn’t - and if you do - cancel it, and come to my place. We should talk more about this and figure out where to go from there. Okay?” The noirette suggested. Morgan nodded dumbly. He snorted.

“Words, hot stuff.” He teased, patting their cheek. That seemed to get them out of their flustered stupor. “Oh, uh, yeah. I can do that.”

“Bartender!” Somebody called. Morgan came to attention, their blush remaining fairly obvious on their face. Onyx sighed, patting them on the chest before stepping away and towards the bar.

“Well, we should get back to work. But after this, you’re mine.”