#Nasir X Ovenist

[pinkluver93]

I bet deep down, Nasir wanted to be an Ovenist. Now that he works as a spy/detective, he probably cooks as a hobby in his spare time and invites the Ovenist over to try his recipes. Some are from his family and others he finds online.

[lavenderwhirls]

Nasir x Ovenist Headcanon

Introduce the ovenist as his partner literally and professionally

Random Person: Detective who is this? *Points at the Ovenist*

Nasir: They're my partner

Random Person: ?

Random Person: Er.. Professionally or something else—

Ovenist: Both

[d-amore]

Good day!

I'm feeling feelings about Nasir,,, so if you don't mind I'll just.,,

Isn't it adorable just how he said that he trusts you in chapter 5?

This is like the Ovenist second time working with Nasir (if it's different in your canon then whoops) and Nasir feels like he could put his trust in you. Something deep in his gut says "this feels right. I should trust them" in a world/job where he has to be careful with his information. Where he has to hide and keep to himself. And when he saw the Ovenist something in him felt like he could trust them.

Like he fully and faithfully believes that you didn't steal the dough. (after a few mandatory questions due to the job but still). Anything you say is truth to him because he has seen what the Ovenist will do and CAN do. Definitely did not do a background check on them (because they wanted to know the basic info or what's know publicly)

Do you think that when he left in chapter 4, he still thinks of the Ovenist? Wondering when's the next time they will drop by again? And when he heard that something happened near their shop he took this chance.

Like he gave his number out for "work purposes" and he can have yours. You know. For the case. *screaming* did you think he planned this out too? Or was it just perfect timing? X)

I have emotions and I don't know how to djwjwj

AAAAA ANON THAT'S SO ADORABLE!!!! he's our cutie patootie ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

i don't have much to add bc all of this ask is already perfect!!! i can just imagine him reading about the ovenist (y'know, job precaution) and smiling to himself about everything they've done 🥺🥺

and the number thing!!! i believe it wasn't intentional, like just work stuff, but my mans saw his opportunity and fucking RAN jgjdkfjdfj do you think he's too shy to send a message to the ovenist?? like, maybe he stares at his phone, unknowlingly waiting for a message from them....... maybe a message asking about his day, or anything that isn't something to do with the WPA

this is just so soft i'll spend the rest of my day thinking about it ♡♡♡

[dtaegis]

hi people!! i kindly ask that any nasir X ovenist ask please be directed to my selfship blog, @d-amore

[pinkluver93]

The Triangle of Pizza and Love

Told ya I felt that inspiration! Well, I acted on it, and here is the result. Enjoy!

Summary: This continues two months after “Finding Time”. Nasir and the Ovenist are dating, but not publicly. However, nothing gets past Dr. Michael Keh, who has a secret of his own. Nasir X Ovenist X Keh.

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It’s after 10 p.m. and Dr. Keh has just finished closing his shop. He grabs his things and walks out the door, locking the door behind him. He gets to his car, opens the door and sits inside. Instead of turning on the car and driving home like most people, Dr. Keh likes to sit in his car in silence and admire his pizzeria, humbling himself. 

“I’ve come so far since Ambrosia. No Ovenist in this town is amazing like I am. No one. I am and always will be above all of the regular people in this world.” 

He takes his phone out of his pocket. 

“Before heading home, let’s see all of the “regs” out there buzzing about my astonishing business and I, as per usual.” 

Keh chuckles heartily to himself (“Regs” are regular people that are not and never will be Keh.) as he scrolls through the posts on his feed. He smiles to himself as he reads all the posts. Finally, he stops on a post that stands out to him. 

“that ovenist from (Your Pizzeria) is totally taken, you know. I saw them with some guy. DM me if u want more info!” 

Keh scoffs. “Please. They’re not with anyone.” He looks around at his surroundings to make sure he was alone. “They’re going to ask me out soon enough, maybe. No one is a better companion than I, THE Dr. Michael Keh!”  

He reads the comments, which he assumes are speculation, and throws his phone down in anger. 

“I don’t need to waste any more of my precious time reading nonsense. I need my beauty sleep.” 

He starts his car and drives home. 

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As soon as you walk inside your place, you lay down on your bed, exhausted from the day. You still had your work clothes on, with dried sauce stains that missed the apron. Luckily it wasn’t the pesto sauce today, since your pesto sauce is incredibly strong.  You almost let yourself fall asleep but.... 

“Oh shoot, I gotta call Nasir!” 

You remembered that you had to call Nasir so he knew you were home safe and sound. When you two agreed to be a thing, Nasir was well aware of your late work hours and wanted to make sure you were alive and okay. You two also had to keep your relationship on the down-low for now (the investigation just ended recently and Nasir had to go undercover again for work). This meant that you each cherished the time you two were able to talk and spend together. 

You dial Nasir’s number and he answers on the third ring. 

“Hey (your name),” Nasir sweetly said. 

You blush and chuckle. “Hey you. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of you saying my real name.” 

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of your laugh either. How was the drive?” 

“It was fine,” You say. “I’m glad I got home before the skies opened up. People drive like crazy in the rain.” 

“Yeah,” He said. “People are just so reckless because they’re always in a hurry.” 

You yawn. “Exactly.” 

“I know I said I want you to call me when you get home each day you work, but if you’re ever too tired, don’t feel like you’re forced to do it.” 

Your heart stops to a halt, and you swallow. “Oh, so you don’t want me to call you?” 

“No no no, it’s not that! I just-” Nasir pauses and sighs. “I don’t wanna pressure you into doing anything that might be...too much trouble, you know? We both have tiring jobs so, I just want something that works out for everyone.” 

You smile as you think of something. “What if....instead of phone calls, I can send a text to you with my picture confirming I’m okay and safe? It’s not just a wordy text that any kidnapper could send to you using my phone.” 

Nasir chuckles. “Kidnappers?” 

“Yeah!” You blush as you joke. “With a picture of my smiling face, you can tell if I’m all good or in a pickle, so to speak!” 

You swear you could hear Nasir dreamily sigh on the other end of the phone line. “Well, it would be nice to have more pictures of you without me ruining the shot....” 

“Hey!” You say. “We look great together in pictures, when we’re able to hang out that is. Speaking of that, how’s your new investigation been going?” 

“Heh, it’s going.” Nasir says. “It’s just so time-consuming though. But don’t worry, I have plans for us when I’m actually off!” 

“Well,” You smile, rubbing the back of your neck. “It HAS been a while since you stopped in for a pie....” 

“I can come in after work next Tuesday! I’ll even come out of uniform and surprise you.” 

“Hang on, let me check my calendar!” You mute your phone so that you can jump in the air happily, pumping your fists. You couldn’t wait to see him! You unmute him. “Well, I’ve got no pizza meetings or family dinners or anything like that, so consider it good!” 

“Alright!” Nasir said. “I’ll see you around 9 next Tuesday! Let’s talk tomorrow, okay?” 

“Okay, bye!” As you hang up the phone, you lay in bed, wondering what he’ll order when he comes in. 

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Next Tuesday comes sooner than you know it, and it’s now 8:40. You feel like you broke even with your orders today, and now it’s settling down. You look at your MyPad and check out what your friends are doing on BakedIn. You become so enraptured in what you’re looking at that you don’t hear your front door open. You look up and smile. 

“Hey, didn’t think you’d come so-” 

“Well well well...”  

You look at who the voice belongs to and frown. “Dr. Keh?!” 

It is, indeed, Dr. Keh in the flesh. He looks smugly around your shop. “(Your name). I see your shop hasn’t changed much. Not surprising....” 

You look around as if you are worried. “What are you doing here?” 

He takes out his phone, finds something on it, and places it down in front of you to see. You look with curiosity. “What am I looking at?” 

He sneers at you. “This buffoon says that you are....well, SEEING somebody, as in....dating a specific someone.” 

Your heart pounds in your chest, but you make sure to not let your face show it. “Okay? Someone says I’m dating someone? Why does that affect you?” 

He harshly takes his phone back and shoves it into his pocket. “Nothing, it doesn’t affect me at all. In fact, I congratulate you. I just assumed you would die alone, if your companion skills matched your pizza making skills.” 

You roll your eyes. “You’re just jealous that you’ll never be happy or feel fulfilled unless you cheat at something.” 

Upon hearing this, he chuckles. “It always goes back to that, doesn’t it Ovenist? Hopefully you do not make an excessive amount of excuses with this person you’re dating....whoever they are.” 

“I can do what I want.” You retort. “Last I checked, we weren’t dating, Keh....” 

He gives you an evil smile. “It’s so cute of you to say that, because I KNOW you wish you were dating me. There is no man out there that even compares to me, and you know it....” 

You shrug. “It doesn’t matter. Now, can you please leave? Unless you needed to order something?” 

He laughs. “Yes, just what I’d like, a pizza from a sad, mediocre Ovenist. Sure, I’ll take your House Special.” 

“I highly suggest you take that to go....” 

Neither you nor Keh said that, so you both looked to the front door to see who the voice belonged to. A man with gorgeous red hair, sunglasses and a peacoat jacket holds his detective badge.  

You give a small, but grateful smile. My hero.... 

Keh looks him over, and grunts. “Oh, it’s you, that detective from the Zarena case.” 

Nasir, with his hands now in his pockets, walks up to the front counter where Keh and you are waiting. “I was just coming in to get a pizza and saw you here verbally assaulting this Ovenist for some reason. Why is that?” 

Keh dismisses the detective and pulls out his wallet. “I don’t need to explain myself to you. I’m just here to order something and leave.” 

You ring Keh up for your House Special. “I’ll go make it right now.” 

As you go to make it, you overhear Keh and Nasir talk. 

“Do you really enjoy the pizza from here?” Keh asks with confidence. 

“Yes, I do.” Nasir says.  

“Pfft, your tastebuds must not feel well....” Keh chuckles. 

“Funny, because you just paid for a pizza here.” Nasir says, taking his glasses off to look Keh in the eyes. “So you either secretly enjoy it, or you’re buying a pizza from this establishment for nefarious purposes that are quite familiar....” 

“Ha!” Keh looks at Nasir with amusement. “You really think I need to steal (Your name)’s pizza recipe for my own gain? I’ve got news for you, “detective”. I don’t need to steal anyone’s recipes because my pizza stands out on its own. I have simply turned a new leaf.” 

You put Keh’s pizza in the box and walk out with it. “What’s your new leaf then?” 

He smiles at you. “I’m finally supporting small businesses like yours. I can’t relish in all of the glory, you know. I have to let other Ovenists feel like they’re at least putting in 1/10 of the required effort a Master Ovenist like me puts in every day.” 

You roll your eyes. “Whatever helps you feel better about yourself....” 

He takes his pizza into his hands and starts to walk out, looking back at you. “You’ll want to not have so much focus on your...personal life....if you want to stay afloat while I’m in business. Try not to drown, Ovenist.” He chuckles as he walks out.  

Nasir shakes his head. “I don’t know what’s up with that guy, he’s such a-” 

You cut him off by going up to him in front of the counter and roping him into a big hug and kissing his cheek. “You have such great timing. I thought he was gonna bury me alive.” 

Nasir blushes as you let go. He smiles. “Heh, I’m pretty sure Keh is all bark and no bite at the end of the day.” 

You smile at him. “Regardless, I’m grateful. I’ll surprise you with the toppings, but did you wanna set up a table for us?” 

“Actually,” He says. “I was thinking we could take this pizza and have a night picnic at Havarti Park. I brought some beverages in a cooler and a blanket, plus the weather is nice.” 

“Our usual spot, huh?” You grin. “It’s also pretty....quiet and serene this time of night there as well, isn’t it?” 

Nasir blushes and rubs the back of his head. “Yeah, I-I figured it’d be....nice for us to...catch up and...you know...” 

You smile sweetly seeing Nasir act so shy about your relationship. “I’ll make your pizza and get changed. Be right back!” 

You go to make his pizza with so much happiness as you await what Nasir has planned for you two, completely forgetting about the uninvited guest you had.... 

[pinkluver93]

Finding Time

So I love Keh X Ovenist fics, but I also love Nasir X Ovenist fics because I just love both characters and it can be hard to choose sometimes! So here's a Nasir X Ovenist fic for ya. Enjoy!

Summary: An influencer comes to your pizzeria, tries your pizza, hates it, and temporarily ruins your life on social media and in the whole city! A certain someone who has been secretly watching comes to your aid and comforts you amid it all.

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Your shop has seen increased business in the weeks following the investigation. People are complimenting your pizza left and right, you have loyal supporters, and you have even made friends (and more!). As you finish opening your shop, you look at your phone, reading the last text you received from your favorite WPA agent, Nasir. Since the investigation ended, you two have been texting back and forth, but sometimes he leaves you on “read”. You know he’s busy at work (sometimes even busier than you are), but you can’t help but feel sad about it. 

“What’d he say to your last text? Are you two gonna go see the movie?” 

You look up and see Danny, your loyal pizza mascot, looking at you as he zips up his costume.  

“He said he’ll let me know as soon as he can. As usual....” 

Danny frowns. “I didn’t know the WPA was such a busy place of business. Doesn’t he get breaks to think at least?” 

You shrug. “Probably. I don’t want to feel like I’m being put on the back-burner here, but if I’m gonna get serious with someone like this, I feel like a little transparency wouldn’t hurt.” 

Danny nods. “Yeah, but he IS a detective, so he can’t always be too....”out” there you know?” 

You scratch your chin in thought. “I think so?” 

Danny smiles. “I’m a guy like him, so I kinda understand his actions. If my job required me to be secretive on everything, and I wanted to get serious with someone, I’d be thinking of all the ways I could do that before I act too quick and mess everything up.” 

You stand with your mouth open in shock. “That’s....actually quite profound, Danny.” 

Danny shrugs. “I guess. Well, it’s noon. Better get some business for ya!” 

Soon enough, your day begins and your customers pour in. The day goes smoothly and you don’t have any refunds. Then, someone comes in with a wide smile, his phone recording himself and the shop around him. 

“Alright, my pizza peeps! J-Chee is in the shop that is one of the highest ranking pizza places in the city! I’m gonna check the menu and get back to ya guys!” 

He turns off his phone and looks up at the menu. You smile. 

“How can I help you?” 

“Yo! What’s the best pizza you got here?” 

You look around awkwardly. “Uh...I mean...I like all the pizzas I serve so I don’t-” 

The influencer rolls his eyes. “Yeah I know! I’m just asking which pizza YOU think is the best....” 

You’re taken aback, but you hold your composer and professionalism, which took a great deal of practice. “Well, my house special is uh...pretty “special” if you know what I mean...heh?” 

The influencer missed the attempted joke and shrugged. “Sure yeah, gimme that.” 

You take his money and start preparing the pizza. As soon as you give the pizza to him, he smiles. 

“Nice! Thanks!” 

You smile as the influencer walks out of your shop, turning his camera back on and talking as he walks out. Danny watches him leave and looks at you, giving you a thumbs up, with you returning the favor.  

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~WPA Headquarters, next day~ 

Nasir is busy at work at his desktop. He’s been asked to research more on the impacts Julius Cheeser has had on the pizza industry and prepare a presentation for the mayor of the city. He also had to research whether ketchup was an ingredient being used at one of the local pizzerias, which his boss, the head of the WPA, came over to inquire about, coffee mug in hand. 

“Whaddya think, Amin? Find any leads on the ketchup mystery?” 

Nasir looks at a social media feed. “According to this specific user on Pizzagram, they claim the pizza was incredibly saccharine, even moreso than a regular tomato sauce. But then again....it’s all speculation, since it could just be a vastly different recipe.” 

The WPA boss sips his coffee. “Did they say where they got it?” 

Nasir shakes his head. “We just know it was in this city. And because of our policy, we can’t reach out for comment.” 

The boss nods, sipping his coffee. “Well just keep digging, and page me when you get something! And don’t forget about the Cheeser info!” 

As he walks away, Nasir nods. “You got it, sir!” 

Another WPA agent, Agent Rodney, walks over to Nasir. “That ketchup thing has been bugging me for days, N. I wonder which pizza parlor it could be....” 

Nasir scratches the back of his head and shrugs. “There’s no telling since we can’t do recipe analyses....” 

Rodney’s friend, Agent Kevin, joins the conversation with a piece of pizza. He’s chewing it and talking at the same time. “You know, this pizza from that pizzeria across from Alicante’s old joint tastes kinda sweet. I bet it’s that one.” 

Nasir frowns at Kevin and shakes his head. “The owner doesn’t use ketchup, I know that for sure.” 

Kevin widens his eyes, swallowing the rest of his pizza slice. He crosses his arms as if to challenge Nasir. “You know for sure? They told you the recipe?” 

Nasir sips his from his cup of soda and slams it down. “No, but I’ve had their pizza, and they don’t use ketchup, now drop it! I know they don’t use it. Their pizza is....special.” 

Rodney is Nasir’s closest work friend, and knew exactly why he said that. “Nasir, look I-” 

All of a sudden, a surprise PNN segment pops up on the TV above them. All eyes are on the screen. 

“BREAKING NEWS. J-Chee, a famous Pizzagram influencer, tried pizza from our favorite pizzeria yesterday. Here’s what he had to say about it in his new video!” 

Rodney scoffs. “I hate that guy....” 

“What’s up, my pizza peeps! J-Chee here, and I just brought home the house special from (Your Pizzeria) and I’m gonna try it live for you!”  

He grabs a slice and takes a medium-sized bite. He chews it for a bit, with a neutral look on his face. All of a sudden, he looks like he’s gonna vomit, and he spits out the pizza in disgust. 

“Man, pizza peeps! I can’t believe you guys recommended that place to me! It has the worst tasting sauce EVER! The cheese tastes like mold and the toppings overall taste like GARBAGE! This pizza gets a giant “F” on the J-Chee Pizza Scale! Tune in next time as I get another pizza from the next place I try! J-Chee OUT!” 

The news anchor appears on the screen. “It appears that this scathing review from (Your Pizzeria) has gotten lots of buzz on social media, with several videos of people spitting up their pizzas in disgust! We’ll keep you updated on this breaking news! That’s all for now. Good Pizza, Great Pizza!” 

Kevin chuckles and looks at Rodney. “That guy’s kinda dramatic, huh? The pizza wasn’t THAT bad!” 

Rodney shrugs. “Social media is like a box of chocolates sometimes, ya know? Right Nasir? Nasir?” 

Rodney looks over at Nasir’s desk, and sees that Nasir had left, his computer logged out and his belongings gone. 

Kevin scratches his head. “Where’d he go?” 

Rodney slightly smiles. “I bet I know....” 

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It was 6 pm, and because of all the rude customers (at least the customers that knew about that awful video), you decided to lock your doors and close the shop early. You put up a sign up that said, “Closed early. Sorry for the inconvenience.”  

You grabbed your belongings and were about to walk out the door when someone approached the door. 

“I’m closed for the day!” You say. 

“Ovenist, it’s me.” 

You look up. “N-nasir?” 

He looks at you sadly. “Can we talk?” 

You open the door and you look at him. 

“Not here. Meet me at Havarti Park.” 

He smiles. “I’ll be there.” 

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Havarti Park was beautiful this time of year. You had found a bench in a secluded area and watched all the birds, who chirped happily. They didn’t seem to judge you like a lot of people did today. You send a text to Nasir letting you know where you are. A few minutes later, he walks up to you. You look up. 

“Can I sit down with you?” 

You nod and he sits. You both look out, silent. Nasir’s the first to speak up. 

“I’m sorry.” 

You look at him. “Sorry for what?” 

“I’m sorry for two things. First, I’m sorry for not communicating with you enough. I’m a jerk for acting like that to you when we’re trying to....you know, go out and all....I’m gonna make it a habit to reach out to you ATLEAST twice a day.” 

You feel butterflies in your tummy. “Oh..okay..” 

“I’m also sorry for how that influencer treated you. He was clearly just trying to get social media clout from the looks of it.” 

You chuckle and nudge Nasir. “He’s an even bigger jerk than you are!” 

Nasir laughs and nudges you back. “Okay, okay! I’ll own up to it!” 

You both look out at the scenery for a few moments. 

“Well, did you believe him? When he said my pizza tasted like garbage?” 

Nasir looks at you as if you had punched him in the heart. “Of course not, Ovenist. That guy doesn’t know what he’s talking about. Out of all the pizza I’ve had in my life, yours is my absolute favorite, hands down.” 

You smile and fidget with your car keys. “I do use fresh toppings, maybe people aren’t used to that. But the difference is you’re nice, Nasir, so you would never say something like that to me anyway.” 

Nasir puts his hand on your shoulder. “I don’t just say things because I’m nice. I say things because I mean them and they come from the heart. There’s more to food than just how it tastes. It’s how much love and passion they put into their food.” 

You look at him and smile. “Really?” 

Nasir puts his hands in his jacket pockets and blushes. “Yeah. I could tell from the first bite of your pizza that you had something special that no other Ovenist in this town has. I told you I was gonna go to Notre Dough right?” 

You nod. “Yeah, before you got recruited by the WPA?” 

Nasir smiles. “Well, I had dreams of being an Ovenist like you. When I was in middle school, I made a traditional dish from my country when my extended family came over for dinner one night. A lot of people liked it, but some said it was terrible! I was crushed. However, my mom came and talked to me in my room one night, and you know what she told me?” 

You shake your head and continue listening. 

“She said, “There will always be critics of what you consider your greatest creations, but what matters most is what you think and what your closest supporters think.”  

You smiled. “I guess your mom loved the dish, didn’t she?” 

Nasir chuckles. “My mom is my biggest supporter, so I think she’d love if I put a frozen dinner in an air fryer. But my point to you is that no matter what, you’re gonna have people who will try to tear you down, but just remember what you think matters most and just continue listening close to what your fans have to say.” 

You blush, and without thinking, gently take Nasir’s hand in yours. “So....are you a fan of mine, Nasir? Or just a fan of my pizza?” 

He grins and grips your hand tight, leaning close to you and his voice low and huskier than before. “I can answer that question for you....” 

You lean in, but slyly pull back. “Hmm! You can “answer” the question as soon as you tell me if you can go to the movies with me Friday night.” 

He smiles and nods. “Of course. No matter how busy I get or how secretive I have to become for work, I’ll always find time for you.” 

You nod and lean in, gently kissing Nasir and forgetting about the setting sun, the birds flying away for the night, and the rest of the world around you.... 

[lavenderwhirls]

Nasir Amin x Ovenist Drabble

"Oh ovenist?"

The ovenist was just about to lock their restaurant when they heard Nasir's voice. The detective was taking a break from all those pesky paperworks that piled up on this desk and couldnt help but walk around the area.

"What are you doing this late?" Nasir ask, a concerned look appeared on his face when the ovenist let out a tired exhale before finally putting on the lock and turning around to face the detective. They look...tired to say the least.

"I thought your closing time is 10 PM? It's 11:30 now" Nasir adds as he pulled his sleeve up to check the time on his watch. It was already too late, it's not usually everytime the ovenist lock this late but still.

"A customer decided it was a good idea to order 3 all-dressed pizza, 15 minutes before I close." The ovenist rubbed their temples, they can already feel the headache coming. It was merely day after the investigation and they still haven't made up for all the hours of sleep they missed. It didn't help the customer was a loyal one but c'mon 3 all-dressed pizza!?

"C'mon I'll give you a ride home, Ovenist" Nasir said at the tired ovenist. "Nasir you really don't have to—" the ovenist tried to refuse. "—I want to" Nasir put a hand on their shoulder. "You're in no condition to protect yourself if you're this tired" Nasir said, until the ovenist sigh and nod accepting his offer of taking them home.

Nasir smiled at the ovenist, before leading them to his car. "Here you go" He said, opening the car door for them. A whispered thank you left the ovenist as they seat at the passenger seat.

"It's no problem, ovenist" Nasir said as he walk around his car to get to the driver's seat. The ovenist did live half an hour away from their restaurant. During the car ride the tired ovenist tried to fight off their tiredness but after a while they couldn't resist falling asleep, their head gently leaning on the car's window.

15 minutes later, Nasir sigh as he hears and see the tiny droplets of rain hitting the car windows. However the soft sound of the rain is quite calming. He couldn't help but smile at the sleeping ovenist.

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"Ovenist" Nasir gently nudge them, trying to wake them up. "5 more minutes" the ovenist said, half asleep and still tired. "We're here"

"Oh." The ovenist rub the sleep of their eyes as they slowly wake up. "It's raining" they finally notice after a few seconds.

"I'll accompany you" Nasir got an umbrella from the backseat. "Nasir I can just run" It was already too late for the ovenist to refuse as the detective already got out of his car with the umbrella opened.

"I can't have my favorite ovenist getting sick now, can I?"

[lavenderwhirls]

Dr. Keh x Ovenist (Fem)

Reroute Part 1

The ovenist was about to leave without a word as Dr. Keh rambled insults in front of them. They surpressed a wince when they placed their hand. It hurts . on the countertop to get the health checker watch Nasir gave them. Before they could get to the door, Keh's moved his body to block the way. "And where do you think you're going, ovenist? Didn't you hear what I said–" He scoffed as he didn't notice the condition of the ovenist's hands at the moment. "Can you please move out the way—" the ovenist was clearly annoyed, her tone making it obvious.

"..." Dr. Keh was silent for a while as the ovenist just look at him in annoyance, he still wouldn't let go of their wrists. "When did you injure them..." Dr. Keh asked with a stern tone, his eyebrows furrowed as the ovenist shrug off. "None of your concern, Doctor" the ovenist said, trying to pull away from his grip on their wrists. "..." Dr. Keh was silent for a moment before letting go of one of the ovenist's wrists, only for him to still hold their other wrist and pull them outside. He got his car keys from his pocket and unlocked his car. "What the—" the ovenist yelped as Dr. Keh let go of them and just made them sit in the back seat while he closed the car door to walk to the driver's seat of his car. "Hospital" The usually cocky(?) rival's tone was unsually quiet and down?(the ovenist couldn't read his expression in the moment)...

The ovenist sigh, telling him the address of the hospital. Confusion clear on her face as Dr. Keh took a different route "Hey this isn't the way—" they try to inform him but he cuts them off. "—I know" Michael said in a matter of fact tone "that's why I'm taking you to another hospital. A much better one" he said sternly with finality when the ovenist tried to object.

"You're not seriously going to take me to a different hospital...right?" The ovenist asked again, Dr. Keh's eye twitch in annoyance for the third time that whole trip. "I'm serious."

"Wait— wait. I didn't even withdraw in my bank account! And knowing you, this hospital you're probably driving us off to is expensive.—" the ovenist rambles as she stares at her hand, it still trembles and with every objects she hold with it, it still hurts. Michael just rolled his eyes at the ovenist's rambling, focusing his attention on the road.

"..." The ovenist just stayed quiet the entire trip after she talked earlier, as Michael was not even responding verbally. The only response she got was either a roll of his eyes or a annoyed glare. 'Wait—' the ovenist's eyes widen "NASIR!" The ovenist yelled out in sudden realization. Dr. Keh heard the ovenist curse as she try and get her phone from her pocket, only for her to wince in pain and stop. It hurts— it hurts... Dr. Keh stayed quiet for a bit before he speaks "what's his number, I'll call him?". The ovenist look at him as he controls the steering wheel with one hand before reaching for his phone with his free hand.

"Give me his number, you're going to experience more pain in your hands if you keep touching things so suddenly." Dr. Keh says as he and the ovenist made eye contact in the rear view mirror. "And what if I don't?" The ovenist cross their arms over their chest. Ow. She knows that she would eventually need to tell Nasir or else. "Stop being so stubborn and cooperate with me" Michael glared at her at the rear view mirror before focusing his eyes again at the road. Before the ovenist could speak again, the sound of her ring tone rang in the car. Unable to get her phone without hurting her hands, she sat hopelessly as the ring tone died down after a few seconds. "Fine" the ovenist had no other choice as she gave Nasir's number to him.

After informing Nasir that the ovenist will be check in at another hospital, the ovenist finally let herself be atleast a bit relaxed. "..." a silence lingers inside the car until Michael speaks again. "I've noticed something...."

Their gazes met as the ovenist look at the rear view mirror. She raised her eyebrow, a sign for him to continue speaking. "You're close with the detective despite only knowing him for a short while." He said with a assuming tone. "And you always use his first name"

Dr. Keh waits for the ovenist to reply as she went quiet to pick the right words for her answer. "We were classmates in college —" the ovenist said with a bit of a quiet voice. "–the detective automatically attends a detective collage considering his occupation....wait what" Dr. Keh paused as he double check looking at the ovenist in the rear view mirror.

"You were classmates?" Michael speaks again after getting over his small shock. He glanced at the rear view mirror when the ovenist nods.

"We were, I just dropped out of the collage when I was called back to my home country." The ovenist lean her head on the black tinted window of the car. "I see" He said after a while, the rest of the ride was quiet after that with the exception of the news playing on the radio of his car.

They finally arrived at the hospital Michael have specifically chosen. 'Ugh my bank account is gonna cry after this' the ovenist thought to herself, ignoring the fact the multiple archery competitions she have won when she was younger. 'I can already hear Nasir calling me out on my thoughts about how expensive the hospital is despite my separate bank account for things like this' the ovenist paused realizing she can't open the car door. The ovenist turn her head to Dr. Keh as he got off the car and opened the car door for the ovenist. The two just stared at each other before Dr. Keh cleared his throat, making the ovenist snap out of it and get out of the car. "Thanks" the ovenist said under her breath as Dr. Keh close the door after she got out.

They both walked in the entrance of the hospital, She just follows Dr. Keh because this hospital is new to her. The ovenist took her time observing the interior of the hospital and before she knows it they arrive at a doctor's office. Thankfully she stopped before she could bump into Dr. Keh, Who knows what would have happened if she did. She would rather spare herself from his insults. Dr. Keh turned to her and explained who this office belongs to, a trusted doctor he says. They stare at each other when Dr. Keh opened the office door (wow he didn't even knock. rude) thankfully the ovenist didn't feel like being stubborn today so she entered the doctor's office.

The ovenist walked out of the doctor's office. The doctor have recommended a cream/ointment to help lessen the possible damage the cold temperature have done to their hands. She paused as she see the blue haired—...? Wait why is he still here? Michael was standing near one of the hospital bench, his gaze drifting from his watch to the ovenist. The ovenist really shouldn't be surprised that he refuse to sit on the hospital benches. "The checkup is done I assume?" He speaks up after a while of silently staring at each other. The ovenist nod "the doctor recommended a few things" she shrug before her body stilled again when Dr. Keh walked over to her and gently (gently?) grabbed one of their wrist. "I'll ask you again because you didn't answer this question earlier, ovenist." He made eye contact with them, his gaze stern. "When did you injure them?"

The ovenist was quiet for a few seconds before sighing. "The freezing process" she said after a while 'the freezing—' Dr. Keh's mind came to a halt at that revelation. She injured it yesterday?! "...I was there..and you didn't bother to tell me" Dr. Keh said, the volume of his voice almost got loud but thankfully it didn't. He was glaring at the ovenist now, though his grip on their wrist remains the same, still gently (why is he holding it so gently...doesn't he hate her!?) "You can't do anything about it even if I did tell you" the ovenist respond back with her own glare.

Dr. Keh scoffed and finally let go of their wrist.

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back with oncowan (onceler x rowan/ovenist) crackship fanfic headcanon i feel like rowan showed the fanfic to like nasir once out pure boredom and he was just like

Nasir : WHAT!? WHO THOUGHT OF THIS?!!?

Rowan : idk who but its kinda funny

Nasir : How is getting shipped with a fictional capitalist funny?

Rowan : I mean its a good fic nonetheless

Nasir : ...

If it's a good fic then it's fine /J

[lavenderwhirls]

Good day!

I loved the fics so much. I like how Dr. Keh was so smooth with the last name part. Augh 💚 that is one smooth move!

And the Nasir x Ovenist one! That one me likey (I am a Nasir enjoyer) he's so caring and the fact he drops the Ovenist off because he's worried? Perfection.

Anyways while reading the drabbles it made me remember this thing I'm doing, where Nasir and Ovenist are piecing the information together on a bulletin board. One of them has a red yarn or string and they drop it, untangling it. Both of them try to pick it up (don't know if it's on purpose or not) and it gets to the part where the red strings are wrapped around their pinky finger. And they look up. Dhsjsjsj (I'll probably post it. One day. Idk)

Excuse the ramble. I don't know how to manage my thoughts. I just want to tell this to someone and I'm not much of a coherent talker anyways.

Thank you and the others who post things about good pizza great pizza. I love seeing posts and getting giddy about it.

Oh la la— implied soulmates👀 and thank you anon! I'd like to see your fanfic one day. OENEISJWBSIS

[lavenderwhirls]

ngl if nasir didn't come around i'd probably be selfshipping with dr price jgjfjgjf

Why not self ship with multiple— my ovenist x other gpgp characters is tuck neatly in the corner. (Dr. Keh x ovenist user but also enjoys the others—)

[d-amore]

Good day to you again!

I'm just so very soft about the guy. He looks like a dork trying to look tough to me (even though he probably can absolutely take me down without a doubt, man's got training and experience).

All I see in Nasir is one tired man who had to keep his emotions in check, keeping things hidden but never ever hides his strong sense of right. I believe he'd want things to be fair x) I just want to,, slowly remove those layers. (Be it his coat or guARD EITHER WAYDJEJEN)

Hell he could be really angry, pissed off and incredibly furious and I'd be looking at him with so much yearning AUGH. No one does it like he does.

(also great smuts)

Anywyas. You ever think the Ovenist and Nasir would share the craziest events they've been in to each other?

OUGH ANON YOUR M I N D

he's so babygirl fr i too want to remove both layers of his

and thank you!! i was on a horny spree X)

and absolutely!!! i bet their conversations are like "damn" "Damn" "DAMN??" "OMG YOU TOO????" JFJFJFKFKDK

[d-amore]

Someone posted a nasir x ovenist fic on ao3

WHAT!!!!!!!! I GOTTA READ IT

[d-amore]

That one Dr. Keh x ovenist shipper made me think if Keh is either proper or like nasir (but it's because he still have some bitterness when he lost in chapter 3)

anon i'm gonna need you to explain this, proper in what way exactly? 😅

[lavenderwhirls]

Give me Dr. Keh x Ovenist or Nasir x ovenist writing prompts ya'll

Nvm— any x ovenist ships will do