#Because dat boi be unexperienced with expressing feelings and even more love like

[jadegreenimmortality]

Hello there, darling! Congrats on 200 🎉🎉 you deserve it and so much more

For the event, first kiss + Chūya, pls <3

I'm an introverted female who loves reading and writing, especially if it's about history or supernatural stuff. My ideal date would be in an abandoned amusement park or an art museum, but I wouldn't be opposed to shopping until I drop (especially in brands like Givenchy and Dior because AAAAAAA fashion and shopping are some of my guilty pleasures). Although I'd like to describe myself as carefree, sweet, and even-tempered, others would disagree (lmfao) I certainly have my chaotic gremlin moments with my close friends.

About physical touch, I'm quite affectionate with people I'm comfortable with—may it be hugging or casual linking arms. Despite my introverted nature, I'm thrilled to flirt or be flirted with, especially with people I like. It becomes more of a contest for me to see who can fluster who first with their words, and most of the time it turns out to be me. With regards to having a crush, I would hide it to an extent (?) I mean, I take time off of them to sort out my feelings and intentions to them. Then I'd pursue my feelings.

Thanks a million in advance!! Take care of yourself, you wonderful human being, mwah 💞

First Touches with Chuuya Nakahara (#4)

A/N: Heyyy dear anon!! 😳 Well, if you aren't one of the sweetest anons I've ever had 🥺, thank you so much for your kind words and wishes <3333. Take care as well, dear! One Chuuya coming right up for you ☺.

Pairings: Chuuya x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

200 followers mini event

Let's say you are a secretary for one certain Port Mafia Executive...

In general, you and Chuuya are a perfect example of the concept that opposites attract - because at least when it comes to your behaviour, you couldn't be more different. Seeing you walk side by side is a sight to behold: the normally quick-to-anger redhead sports a rare and calm smile when he talks to you, while your soft features and the way you reach out to him without fear show that you couldn't care less about the man he's publicly known to be.

The first time you touched hands was a few months after the start of your employment. Like everybody else working for the Port Mafia, you had your reasons to have accepted such an offer for employment. But even though you had had your doubts walking into work on the first day, you reassured yourself that everything would go just fine, staying true to your mindset. And it did - due to that attitude you displayed at work. To say that it was unique for a member of the PM would be an understatement. Sure, you were not meant to be part of any of the fighting squads, but meeting someone as friendly and carefree as you was very rare at the Port Mafia and it didn't take long for many of its members that you came into contact with regularly to appreciate you more than they had expected to, last, but not least your new superior: Chuuya Nakahara.

Sure, you were a bit intimidated at first from his brash attitude, but in the end, he never mistreated you in any way and you were quick to recognize how much he actually cared about his colleagues. He, in return, found himself enjoying your calm and gentle nature more than he had expected, while also appreciating your help in keeping up with his work. While you only stayed in your office at first, receiving calls and managing his schedule, you soon found yourself accompanying Chuuya to a lot of his non-combat missions, as his trust in you grew and he started to value you more. Who could've thought it would be so handy to have someone remember all that schedule crap for you?

On that day though, a mission went not how it should have. It was supposed to be a simple transfer of goods at the harbour, nothing special. You were standing at the side-lines, a few steps away from Chuuya, conscientiously writing down the number of arrived crates and their content. It all went down very fast. One moment, you registered the faint sound of footsteps, next the cacophony of multiple firearms going off tore through your ears - simultaneously with a gloved hand grabbing yours and clutching you close to their chest. It was, of course, none other than Chuuya's face you looked into when you lifted your head, his expression twisted into one of boiling anger. Your eyes followed his stretched out arm and you saw the red glow of his ability forming a wall of flickering energy and blocked bullets in front of you.

It took you some convincing after this before Chuuya let you accompany him to any mission outside of the main PM building again.

The first time you touched his cheek, another six months had passed.

Externally, nothing much had changed - but internally, things couldn't be more different. It had taken you some time to accept the butterflies that started going wild in your stomach now every time you so much as looked at Chuuya. But when you did, you decided to test the waters - and made the delightful discovery that Chuuya was in no way immune to flirting, as his confused eyes and his ever so slightly flushed cheeks betrayed him every time you dropped a sweet compliment, accompanied by a teasing smile. You were blissfully unaware of the menacing glares that every poor soul received that happened to be around whenever you managed to fluster Chuuya. However, you were attentive enough to notice that the lines of your relationship with Chuuya were blurring - and not only from your side. Was it normal for a boss to regularly treat his secretary to dinner - on tables for two, in peaceful corners of noble restaurants - whenever he had a split second of time to spare? Probably not. So you didn't take it lightly when one day, Chuuya did not only slam a pile of work on your desk, but place a little black satin box on top of it. He buried his hands in his trouser pockets and murmured: "That's for you", fixating you with a seemingly grouchy, but actually rather nervous look. That was more than enough to make your heart skip a beat in anticipation and your cheeks flush. You were quick to open it and discover a beautiful and rather expensive looking piece of jewellery. When you looked up again, you caught him nervously scanning your expression, trying to anticipate your reaction and you couldn't resist: with a light giggle, you rose from your chair and stretched and arm out to lightly place your hand on Chuuya's cheek. "This is an amazing present. Thank you so much, Chuuya-san" you added while carefully stroking his cheek.

His expression was priceless and well worth the bold move.

The first time you kissed was on your second date some weeks later. Not long after risking your heart and your workplace by stroking your superior's face, your cheekiness had payed off with Chuuya asking you out on your first official date. It was at the the fanciest restaurant you had ever seen, followed by an extensive shopping tour. But as if that hadn't been a magnificent date already, Chuuya had announced the second date spot with a rather self-satisfied smile, promising you that you'd love it. Knowing him, you were aware he could get himself almost anywhere by all the strings he could pull - still you didn't expect to be in front of the gates of an old, abandoned amusement park when you opened your eyes after a short motorbike drive with Chuuya. The eerie, melancholic, yet intriguing atmosphere would have been enough for you, but of course, Chuuya had to take it a step further. With only flick of his wrist, old, rusty attractions started to move again, pushed by the sheer force of his ability. Broke roller-coasters weren't a problem when his powers simply carried your wagon over the dentures in the rails. The both of you filled the empty place with laughter and you enjoyed the sight of him being as relaxed and detached from work as you had never seen him before.

While you strolled through the park, he enjoyed your chatter as you told him about all the myths and ghost stories you know that had a amusement park theme. They didn't do much for him, but he couldn't help but enjoy seeing you spook yourself and instantly clinging more on his arm when you heard a noise. You stopped your stroll in front of the main attraction of the park: a gigantic free-fall tower, half collapsed. A red glow surrounded the damaged structure when Chuuya started to rebuild it, giving you a questioning smile.

"You want a ride?"

"Sure, though it must be boring for you. Falling from such heights is like, a normal Thursday to you, right?", you teased with a carefree little grin.

It was the way you just rolled with who he was, uncaring to the world's opinions that made him turn to you in that moment. You never made him feel like a tool, or a weapon, or machine, or a monster. 'It's like the glass is always half full with you' was his last thought before he leaned down and press a first, feverish kiss on your lips, expressing all the adoration he hadn't managed to put into words in all the past months. And then, all thoughts left his mind as you pressed against him, reciprocating his kiss with all the intense feelings you had been harbouring as well.