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🎃 Frightful October Act VII, #19 ~ Candy Corn (Gaara)

📑 Table of Contents

Genre: Crack, Fluff, AU, Friendship

Word Count: 1,706

Pairing: Reader x Gaara

World: Anime, Naruto

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Gaara’s teal eyes scanned the various shelves of candy. He didn’t know what any of them were, so he just grabbed a few with packages that looked interesting to him. It had been six months since he had arrived in this strange world, far more advanced than the one he called home. There were no ninjas there. No jutsu. No fighting.

He had learned a lot since arriving there, but he still had a lot more to discover.

Gaara rounded the corner with the candy in his arms. You were standing in the next aisle, debating on which flavor of ramen noodle you wanted to purchase. When he had first found himself in this new world, injured and disoriented, you had helped him, tending to his wounds and giving him a place to live. More importantly, you had believed his story when he said that he came from a different world.

You smiled as he approached, setting the bags down in the cart. You chose the teriyaki flavor, setting it beside the candy. “Ready to go, Gaara?”

He nodded, following close behind as you headed for the register. You headed to the front of the line while he placed the items on the belt. The cashier greeted you, asking if you found everything you were looking for. After paying the bill, you turned to grab a couple bags but Gaara already had all of them in his hands, patiently waiting for you. You smiled warmly, leading him out of the store.

To you, Gaara was an enigma, one you desperately wanted to understand. You wanted to know more about him, about his homeworld and the way he lived his day to day life, but he was a reserved man that didn’t like talking about himself. He often changed the subject when you brought it up.

His arm brushed yours and you glanced up at him, feeling your cheeks heat up. He was tall, his body toned and firm, beautiful teal eyes surrounded by black. His hair was bright red, and there was a scar above his left eye, the kanji for ‘love’. He was a gorgeous man and you wondered how you had gotten so lucky for him to quite literally fall into your life.

Gaara sensed your gaze and glanced down at you with his usual monotone expression.

You quickly looked away, cursing yourself. How many times had you been caught staring at him? You didn’t want to think about the number.

The sky was dark, half of the moon covered by fluffy grey clouds. The trees lining the streets were bare, their leaves forgotten on the ground. As you got closer to your house, the sounds of the city faded, giving way to crickets chirping and dogs barking. A breeze fluttered past the two of you, but it wasn’t cold like it should have been in mid-October.

You slid your key into the lock and pushed the front door open, holding it for him. He placed the bags onto the kitchen table, and you began to put away the items as he unpacked them.

“Hey, Gaara?”

He hummed in acknowledgment, not looking up from the bags.

“Do you celebrate Halloween where you come from?” you asked, softly, not wanting him to clam up like he usually did when talking about himself.

“I don’t know what that is.”

“Really?”

“Explain it to me,” he paused, his eyes meeting yours.

“Halloween is a yearly event. If I remember correctly, it has roots in several different religions.” you tapped your chin, thoughtfully. “These days, no one really celebrates it for religious reasons. It’s become just a celebration, mostly for children. People dress up in costumes and go trick-or-treating!”

“Trick-or-treating?”

“Basically, you go house to house collecting candy from the people that live there.”

His brow furrowed as he processed the information. “I see. Will you be going trick-or-treating, then?”

“Ah, no…” you rubbed the back of your head with a frown. “It’s ah… people tend to look down on adults that do that, but that’s why we bought candy! Instead of going out, we’re going to hand out some candy to the kiddos.” The cheerful look on your face made him smile, but it was so soft that you didn’t notice it.

“Did you unpack the candy yet?”

He rooted around the three bags left, finding the candy in the third one, which he slid toward you. He didn’t know what he was doing, so he hoped to get your approval.

You grinned as you pulled open the bag. “Let’s see what you got~ Milky Way, Snickers, Kit Kat, Sour Gummy Worms, Starburst, and -” you grabbed the last bag and felt doom settle in the pit of your stomach, your face paling as you recalled the horrid taste of that candy. Of all the candy to choose, why did he choose candy corn?

Gaara noticed your expression changing – he noticed every little thing when it came to you. “Is something the matter?”

“Ah, no! Not at all!” you forced a cheerful smile, not wanting to upset him. There was no way he could have predicted that such a terrible thing existed. You cleared your throat and turned, grabbing a giant purple bowl from on top of the fridge. A black strip lined the top with a witch pattern cut out of it. You opened the bags, taking a handful from each so the candy would be mixed within the bowl.

There was only one bag left. Your hand shook as it hovered above it. Dread filled you, goosebumps erupting across your skin. ‘I… I can’t give this garbage to kids! But… I don’t want to hurt Gaara’s feelings, either. What do I do?’ you realized you would have to take one for the team. You snatched the bag up, holding it close to your chest. “This is my favorite candy! So I’m gonna keep it for myself!”

His eyes widened slightly as your sudden exclamation, slowly nodding his head.

‘Oh man, I hope I don’t have to eat this crap…’

And that, kids, is what we call foreshadowing.

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Nighttime was quickly approaching. You settled onto the front steps of your house, holding the bowl of candy in your arms. Gaara followed you, his leg brushing against your own.

You glanced over at him, watching his hair shift in the breeze. “You don’t have to sit with me if you don’t want to. I’ll probably be here for several hours.”

His eyes met yours, shining under the light of the sinking sunk. “I don’t mind.”

You smiled brightly, nodding your head.

“Trick-or-treat!” two small children sprinted up the driveway – a boy dressed as Buzz Lightyear and a girl dressed as a Moose.

You stood up as they reached you. “What cool costumes!”

“Thanks!” Buzz grinned up at you. “How much can we take?”

“As much as you can fit into your hand, dear.”

“Awesome!” he stuck his hand into the bowl, grabbing and releasing a couple times before he was satisfied. When he pulled his hand back, candy was sticking out from between his fingers.

The moose reached her hand into the bowl, but the large ball made it nearly impossible to grab anything. She ended up with only two pieces, her shoulders drooping. “Thank you.”

With a smile, you reached into the bowl, able to pick up much more than Buzz had and you dropped it into her bag.

“Thank you so much!” she chirped, happily.

“Of course, be safe you two!” you smiled, waving as the two ran back to their mother, who gave you a smile before walking off. Gaara’s eyes never strayed from you. The way you interacted with kids warmed his guarded heart.

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It was just after midnight when all of the candy had been handed out. You entered the house, stretching your arms above your head. Gaara followed, closing and locking the door behind him. You plopped down at the kitchen table, a feeling of accomplishment washing over you – you were happy to see so many bright and cheerful kids, most of which were respectful and kind.

Gaara leaned against the counter. “You’re good with kids.”

You blushed, rubbing the back of your neck. “I had this brief period when I was younger where I wanted to work at a daycare center, so I ended up reading a lot of books about caring for children.”

Gaara smiled at you, sending your heart into a flutter of emotion, which quickly died when he set the cursed bag of candy corn on the table in front of you. “You’ve earned it,” he said softly.

Your eye twitched as you reached out a shaking hand toward the bag. “T-Thanks…” you didn’t want to be rude or hurt his feelings, and it was your fault for lying in the first place, so you swallowed hard and opened the bag, popping a single piece into your mouth. The flavor hit your tongue and you held back a gag, forcing yourself to chew. It was absolutely, one hundred percent disgusting. Easily the worst thing you’ve ever tasted in your life.

Gaara’s lips tugged down as he watched your pained expression. “Are you okay, Y/N?”

You were about to nod when you jumped up, rushing over to the sink and vomiting sparkly rainbows. He hesitated, not really sure how to help you in this situation, so he awkwardly placed his hand on your lower back.

“I’m sorry,” you whined.

“Sorry for what?”

“I… kind of lied. I said it was my favorite candy because I didn’t want to upset you but the truth is that they are super gross and shouldn’t even be called candy how can someone give this to their kids it’s torture why do they make this sh -” your rambling was cut short when you heard the sound of the bag. Your eyes widened.

As if in slow motion, Gaara picked up a piece of the candy, bringing it to his mouth. His expression remained stoic as he chewed, turning to look at you after swallowing. “I like it.”

You fell to the ground in disbelief as he popped another candy corn into his mouth. ‘H-He’s not human!’ you thought as tears fell from your eyes.

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