#go on coffee shop and café dates with u

[bunnihearted]

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[trsrina]

valentine’s day with zerobaseone

gn reader, established relationship, fluff !! mentions of food, not proofread

jiwoong

- even after being in a relationship with jiwoong for some time now, you still kick your feet and get all excited when you receive your yearly valentine’s surprise from him

- sends a box of chocolates and a bouquet of blue roses to your workplace in the middle of the day with a love letter in it (probably some cheesy love poem he racked his brain to come up with and feels very proud of)

- it will probably be something like “roses are red. my face is too. that only happens when i’m around you” written with crayons and decorated with silly childish stickers and doodles ,and you had to resist letting out the loudest laugh ever at that since you were still at work

other members under the cut!

zhanghao

- sorry but YOU have to ask him to be your valentine, not the other way around and you have to do it fast before anyone else (hanbin) snatches him away from you

- no but seriously he would’ve cleared out his entire schedule for that day just to spend it all with you going out just idk eating at some cute but overpriced café (don’t worry, he pays), shopping and just gossiping over some coffee

- ends the day with a night stroll at a park with your hands intertwined and swinging by your sides maybe feed some ducks you saw while chatting the night away and just giggling to each other about something silly. it was simple but meant so much to the both of you

hanbin

- this is so serious for him like no one takes valentine’s day as serious as him so he makes sure to give you princess treatment throughout the whole day

- you wake up to the sound of a grizzling pan and smelling the aroma of the breakfast he’s preparing for you and damn this man CAN cook. serves you a five course meal at 8 am in the morning with like heart-shaped pancakes and eggs like this man is not real (sorry i just love domestic hanbin)

- after breakfast, you two return to bed since you were still feeling sleepy. he cuddles you to sleep, your head buried in his chest and literally clinging onto him, him with his arms tightly wrapped around you in a comforting embrace, gently patting you to sleep as he leaves small pecks all around your face and he probably has even more stuff planned later in the day

matthew

- matthew biggest green flag. spent so long planning the perfect valentine’s date for you and surprised you with a romantic picnic at the beach. he even sets up a table and chairs for the both of you, made sure all the food was perfect

- i can envision him covering your eyes during the walk from the car to the beach then surprising you. pulls out your chair for you and pushes your hair behind your ear and when you ask why he’ll say, “just wanted to take a better look at your pretty face”

- makes you giggles at his jokes the whole time and at last, gives you a final surprise which was an adorable cake with ‘happy valentine’s day’ written on it with icing that he spent the majority of yesterday making for you (u have no idea how many times he had to redo it)

taerae

- he serenades you. that would be the most taerae thing to do like seriously. he would start planning since christmas, writing a whole love song for you, him writing and composing it for you all by himself

- he would be so nervous when the day arrives. he would take you out to a nice restaurant, surprising you with flowers and all, then when the both of you return home, he sits you down on the couch and takes out his guitar

- starts strumming and you’re like, “i don’t recognise this song?” and realises that he wrote it and it took everything in you to not start crying on the spot. serenades you with his honey-like sweet voice while looking into your eyes like a lovesick man, literally making heart eyes at you and smiling like an idiot

ricky

- sends you a text in the morning which reads, “morning, baby. happy valentine’s day. i reserved a table at xxx restaurant for us at 6 pm. i’ll pick you up at 5:30 pm. i love you.”

- the moment you receive that text you start giggling and kicking your feet while burying your face into your pillow, only ricky can make you feel this way.

- you dress up for him and the moment you see him, he’s leaning against his car in a button up with the first few buttons unbuttoned and a huge bouquet of flowers. holds your hand the whole time, during the ride and dinner, listens intently to all of your rambling during the whole of dinner and also pays !!! (bc he’s young and rich)

gyuvin

- rings your doorbell enthusiastically with flowers and gifts dressed in his best attire, fixing his hair every few seconds to make sure he looks perfect for you. shyly hands you the bouquet he arranged himself when you open the door

- he would drag you to a dog café for your date and he’s most likely even more excited about this than you, just looking at the bright grin on his face and the giggles he lets out while he plays with the puppies makes a smile appear on your face too

- would probably point at every dog and says it looks like you because it’s cute just like you. no but imagine you guys sharing a pasta together and accidentally recreating the lady and the tramp scene omg

gunwook

- bowling date with gunwook omg okay his jaw will literally drop the moment he sees you arrive all dressed up like he thinks you’re drop dead gorgeous and won’t stop giggling and blushing every time he glances at you

- pays for everything and takes the chance to show off his skills in bowling. coolest guy ever just the way he confidently strikes the bowling pins with the bowling ball but gets so shy and blush when you cheer for him and compliment him

- and when you’re getting food together at a restaurant, he would not stop staring at you. his head propped up on his hand as he stares at you hopelessly, utterly lost in your eyes and down bad. he’s the type to wipe your mouth for you when you have something on the corner of your lips.

yujin

- your first valentine’s day together so he would be so anxious about it and shy. he would make sure everything goes smoothly and plans it all out like buying tickets to that movie you said you wanted to watch in advance and making reservations for a restaurant you mentioned you wanted to visit before (most likely the first time he ever made a reservation by himself in his lifetime)

- takes you to the movies and insists on paying for your popcorn and drinks. probably watching some cheesy romcom together and since it’s valentine’s day, you’re surrounded with couples which just makes him even shyer

- holds your hand and whispers silly comments about the movie in your ear throughout the movie. he couldn’t focus at all because you were right beside him

short little valentine’s headcanons that i rushed to make it on time 😓

[gwojo]

Nanami Kento as ur bf

FEATURING: Nanami Kento (七海建人)

nanami kento x gn!reader, fluff, slight angst if u squint, things he'd do for u if u were together! wordcount: 995

Nanami is a very practical person and a very serious one at most to the point its funny, he isn't a big tease unlike gojo but he's very serious when it comes to love, he's a "date to marry" typa guy.

He scrolled through dating apps (which gojo recommended him) countless of times and just scoffed at himself thinking it was really stupid not until he saw you on his screen (you were just trying it out for laughs and giggles with ur friends) and you guys matched!

Let's just say you both went on dates, the first date was awkward but it had a hint of sweetness along the way, nanami is a very gentle but sweet guy, at first you didn't think it would work but then he messaged you saying that you guys would schedule another date (bro you couldn't sleep that whole night)

He had sharp masculine features and he was so gentleman coded, he's regarded as the MOST gentleman in jjk

You guys ended up dating, who would've guessed?! it kinda took longer than most dates you've ever had (hardly about 6 months) but all the meets up and dates were worth it, nanami fell for you.

We al know he's a busy man, so strict with the time and HATES working overtime (mainly because he has a scheduled time of 1 or 2 hours with you since u guys haven't started living together)

After that problem, you guys started living together! so he could always come home with you cooking dinner for the both of you so he could sneak up and hold your waist while mumbling a soft "hey sweetheart" (he suggested the idea of living together since u always had trouble getting inside his apartment door)

Call names were frequent and rarely your name was called by him, only when he had to tell you something serious. He mostly calls you "Sweetheart, darling, love"

He has very dry humor ngl.. and he rarely isn't teasing you, he's so dry humored to the point its so funny for you. You asked him once if he'd love you even if you were a worm, he ended up staring at you in disbelief and seriously asked "what do you mean, love?" and you couldn't help but burst out laughing bc of his confused face. At rare occasions he joins you whenever you're teasing him when he actually understands that you're joking or just either takes it seriously and his confused stare or gaze makes u laugh a lot

His favorite part about you is your smile, voice, and laugh (actually let's just say everything)

He's very protective towards you and he recently found out that you started working on a bakery café he always went to before he starts his day, nanami softly told you that you should stop working there because he'd be the one who's gonna take care the both of you financially.

You politely declined because you weren't working for money but to serve others and bring a smile to their faces even if it's just a simple coffee or a pastry given to him, he ended up agreeing and lets you be because he loves u so much and respects your decision when he heard you out. (he ended up going there everyday ordering a single piece of pastry each day which lasted ab 1-2 months)

When he ordered the last piece of pastry that had ever existed in that bakery café, you teased him saying "this will be the last pastry you'll ever order!" while you gave him a devious grin as he just smiled at you

The next day.. you didn't expect him to start ordering every drink in the shop each day.. (which lasted another month or so)

You eventually got fired because someone blamed you for spilling the drinks you were handing out to them and led to a big commotion throughout the place. You ended up crying the way home and when he saw you crying in your front doorstep, he immediately reached out for you and held you tight while whispering lovely things in your ears.

Let's just say he went to the bakery the next day and insisted to talk to the manager and talked it out that it wasn't your fault and defended you. (he won the argument and u guys ended up trying the new bakery next door and u started working there too <3)

Text messages are constant when he's overseas, he's also a very call guy rather than a text guy because he also likes hearing your voice bc it reassures him that you're still there for him (he reminds you everyday to eat and to do the things that you love)

He wont admit to the feeling of being jealous or upset, and its hard to let you know ab the way he feels bc of his poker face but the more you spend time with him, you realize the way his lips crack into a slight pout when he's sad or a slight curve when he's happy around you

He always has pictures of you on his phone whenever you guys go out, mostly picnic dates or just Paris dates yk yk?

He isn't very picky but he's very suggestive at things you wear (not in a way where he'll stop you w/ wearing what you want bc THAT MAN can fight for you) but he suggest things that look good better on you and you agree with him. He also respects you a lot as a person and he suggests in a calm and reassuring tone as he tries to understand when he doesn't, he's a very matured person and he knows how to be composed.

he loves walking at night time with you, or at bridges with just beautiful lights shining on you both while he puts his hand on your waist as you both look up at the street lights.

reblogs are appreciated! thank you for reading.

— © gwojo 2023. pls i advise u not to share on tiktok, plagiarize, repost on other platforms, copy, or translate.

[kysuu]

Lost Souls

Hozier x Fem!Reader

chapter 3: The Black Dog

It had been two years since Andrew and I started dating and its been amazing. I still had my job in the café and Andrew and Alex had started taking their music careers seriously, They performed in local bars (Andrew always sung and Alex was his bassist though they did swift roles on occasion) and whatever small gigs have come across their radar. Me and Andrew had bought a lovely home in the country side and its an old home surrounded by the forest and Andrew started keeping bees which had become the topic of our pillow talk. Our relationship wasn't progressing and I just mean we were still just boyfriends and girlfriend but Andy had mentions rings and cradles before. Andrew had also been working on two albums his first was going to be his debut called "Hozier" and the other one was called "unreal unearth", they were both beautiful albums and I had encouraged him to make as I too know the relief of making a song about something that hurt you and then u can go back and realise how much you've progressed since then. (or so I thought)

It was Alex's birthday and everyone just decided to come to our house and have a few drinks. I was in the kitchen making some more sandwiches and other varieties of snacks to bring into the living room when Alex came in.

"can I ask you something?" Alex asks with a small smile

"Anything."

"What about your music career?"

I raise my eyebrows out of confusion. In all honesty I hadn't even thought of it I was just so wound out helping the others.

"I just mean, you've focused so much on Andrew you're not doing anything for your own career. Your talented and it may take Andrew years to get anywhere, I know you don't want to work in a lousy coffee shop your entire life I know u too well for that." Alex says with a serious look on his face.

"um," I wasn't sure what to say I mean it was just so random but to be honest it probably was the only time has been able to get me alone since Andrew went full serious mode "I don't know I just wanna help Andrew out and support him and i've been supporting you too."

Alex doesn't say anything else he just raises his eyebrows at me and goes back to the kitchen. "I'm so fucking confused."

It was a couple months later and Andrew had released his debut album. It was an amazing album and it really takes off because of the song "Take me to church" I was so proud of him. He had been touring alot and honestly and we've never been apart for so long it was agonizing, we facetimes and called alot but still nothing made up cuddling next to him in bed and him rubbing circles onto my inner thigh whilst he read my poetry till I fell asleep. He finally had a break and I was so excited to see him and Alex after a few month. I had heard a knock on the door and as I opened it I saw a very exhausted but smiley Andrew.

"Hey baby" He says whilst bending down to hug me.

"Hey my love, I've missed you so much you looked exhausted." i say with a soft smile.

"I am, but I'm glad to see ya" he says returning the smile.

It had been a few days and it was lovely to have him home, he seemed distant but I assumed it was just from him being burnt out and tired. One night he came into the kitchen fully dressed and said

"I'm going out with Alex ill see u later" He says before kissing my cheek and I stand there bewildered. I decided to call Siobhan.

Hey honey, How are you? I didn't expect you to be calling at this hour.

Okay so I'm going to explain something to you just because I want to make sure I'm not overthinking this.

Go on.

Okay Andrew came back from tour and he's been acting distant and I thought it was just because he's tired but now he just came into the kitchen saying he was gong out for drinks with Alex, I just find it weird that he didn't ask me to go?

Well that is weird why would he not ask you to go if its just him and Alex? Your definitely not overthinking this, and in the middle of you cooking dinner?

I don't know I just wanted to ask cause I feel like I'm crazy

You're definitely not maybe u should talk to him after he come back yeah?

Yeah thanks Siobhan what would I do with out you.

Alright lovely update me tomorrow alright? goodnight.

Of course I say before I hang up the phone.

I sigh before going onto Instagram to past the time. I click onto Alex story and my heart drops. It wasn't just a few drinks it was a full on party and i see Andrew with a bottle of vodka in his hand and two models standing next to him gawking over him whilst he loudly sings lyrics incorrectly. I put my phone down and tears stream down my face, I mean yes i know that nothings actaully happening in the video but that was 15 seconds of a party that looks like its going to be on all night. I recognise the pub it was called the Black dog and part of me wants to walk in there and slap Andrew across the face but as of right now i was in the living room all by myself sobbing quietly to myself.

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And chapter three is all done :() i hope u enjoy :) and this is part 1/2 of the same chapter i just didn't want to keep dragging on and i promis ill write part two/chapter 4 today :) but its currently 3;30 am and i need sleep ill see u later today

[rabbitsrams]

okay so last night i rewatched one of my fav episodes of avatar the last airbender (tales of ba sing se, specifically zuko's story where he's working at that tea shop and goes on the date w/ that girl)

so naturally i thought: barista! ted x fem! frequent customer! reader <333

ted has been working at this local mom-and-pop café ever since he began college. he's had many frequent customers over the years (80% of them being fellow college students), but one person who comes to mind is you.

you, the quiet girl who always came in at 9 a.m. you, who softly orders a vanilla iced coffee with cream and a croissant. you, who always sat at that table that faced the barista station, with your laptop open in front of your face as you silently worked.

he couldn't help but gaze at you a little longer than he should as he worked, your face 95% of the time buried in your screen as you concentrated. but the other 5%? watching him.

you always came in at 9 a.m. for one reason: that cute barista. ted, his name tag told you, whose round silver glasses gleamed in the sunlight that would peek through the windows. his hair curled upward in such a perfect way, he always had a smile on his face despite the early hour. and you did notice how he would be extra friendly with you while taking your order; of course making you run to your car and squeal.

the more you came in, his heart leaped every time the clock struck nine. if there wasn't a line, he'd immediately input your order into the screen. and of course he'd ask you to confirm.

"vanilla iced coffee and croissant?"

"yeah!"

eventually, ted got the courage to write his number down onto your cup. he handed it to you with the number. you didn't say anything about it at first, but he saw you take your phone out of your pocket and type quickly, trying to hide a smile.

and when he checks his phone during his break, he saw three messages from an unknown number, immediately knowing it was from you.

"hey ted! it's y/n!"

"i was literally gonna give u my number today which is SO funny lol"

"when's ur shift end? my last class ends at 5 we could totally get food or smthn!! lmk!! <3"

he grins from ear to ear as he types out a response, wishing he could clock out right this minute to go to you.

[thesolarangel]

Hello there my dear, how u doing?? What is your go-to coffee shop order?

Heyy friend 💖 I'm doing okay, the sun is shining today so that puts me in a better mood (it was so stormy and rainy yesterday, the wind was so loud, omg...) and there aren't that many stressful tasks at work today and tomorrow👍 how about you?

Hmm I don't really have a go to coffee shop order🤔 it depends on what I'm in the mood for: tea, hot chocolate or many cappuccino ☕ I wish I could take you on a coffee date!

We'd sit at a café, talk about our blorbos and maybe sketch some fanart together? 🥰

[minheelovelee]

where do u think epex would go for a first date... or maybe even just a fave date spot :0

love this ask. thanks, anon!

First Date with Epex

warnings: cute.

Wish - cinema

picks you up around 7. you cover the tickets and he gets the snacks. lets you get whatever you want and shares with you. probably gets you slurpees with all the flavors. any movie is fine with him, he just went there to stare at you.

yawns and puts his arm around you. whispers funny things to you during the movie. you'll catch him staring at you the entire time. if you look at him, he won't look away, he just waits for you to watch the movie again. he'll squeeze your thigh and look back to the screen with a smile.

when the movie's over he'll drive you back home. lets you know how much he liked hanging out with you. that night, he texts you and asks when he can see you again.

Keum - coffee shop

such a nice boy. brings you to a café and pays for whatever you want. probably gets an iced americano. gets a little treat too bc he knows girls love a good treat.

he'll talk to you about anything and everything. school, work, your childhood, he really wants to get to know you before pursuing a relationship. he charms you with his shy smile. probably taps your foot with his under the table.

walks you home when you finish. if he had a good time, he'll kiss you on the forehead. texts you that night to let you know how much he enjoyed your company. wants to plan a second date! tells everyone how cute you were.

Mu - museum

he's actually a very artistic guy. that's a part of himself that he wants the share with you, so he'll take you to his fave. meets you at a cafe so you can get iced coffee before going.

talks, and talks, and talks about his favorite pieces. asks you what you think of them and lets you drag him around too. if you show him some interest, he gets so excited. he catches you staring at him while he looks at the art. blushes sooo much.

once youve had your fun, you’ll end up walking around the city. he keeps conversation going so well. feels sad when you part ways. texts you that night to let you know how much he likes you. :)

Amin - baseball game

ended up buying two tickets on a whim. he thought of you while ordering them. he’s so happy when you agree to go bc he already bought the tickets. picks you up pretty early bc he knows you’ll have to sit in traffic. and hopefully talk to him >:)

talks to you the entire time. buys lunch because he insists on being a man. even though he already bought the tickets. :) if you know what’s going on, that’s awesome. if you don’t, that’s awesome too, bc he gets to talk to you more. lets your shoulders touch and pretends like he doesn’t notice.

if you get cold when the sun sets, he’ll give you his sweatshirt. cute. asks if you want to get dinner on the way home. he lets you pay this time. after he drops you off, he honks the horn at you. texts you goodnight and asks when you want to meet again.

Baekseung - amusement park

when he asks you to go with him, you’re like “i thought you were a scaredy cat?” and he goes “that’s why i need you to come protect me”. he’s so cute and funny. mentally prepared himself for the date.

picks you up and buys tickets. lets you drag him around wherever you want to go. likes watching you have fun. he would LOVE to buy you stupid matching hats. either squids or crabs. he thinks it’s so cute and couple-y. takes you on the lame rides so he doesn’t have a heart attack.

at the end of the day, you might be a little sunburnt and nauseous. he still had a good time. takes the long way home so he can talk to you more. also has a nice playlist he put together. that night, he sends you the pictures he took and asks for another date.

Ayden - picnic

it’s soooo cute. he asks you on a whim if you want to have a lunch date with him. of course you say yes. he asks his roommates to help him cook for you. they love young love, so they help him put it all together.

he brings japchae, mandu, a little salad, random snacks, and drinks for you. he doesn’t want you to go hungry :( when he picks you up, he’s so smiley. loves the way you smile when he says he’s got a picnic prepared for you. takes you to a park and even has a cute blanket for sitting on. so excited when you like the meal he made, he worked so hard.

you cloud-watch and people-watch. just mindlessly talking to one another. you see a heart cloud and he thinks it’s a good sign. when you clean up, he throws stuff back in the car and takes you for a walk. he’s so sad when it’s time to bring you home. he asks you to see a movie with him that weekend.

Yewang - karaoke

just wants to sing to you while you eat good food. meets you there and rents a booth for a few hours. hopefully you can entertain yourselves that long.

you order food before you sing. sits around with you talking about life. but when he pull out that mic. GIRL. he sings the sweetest songs all night. would love to sing duets with you. also serenades you with some old love songs. you’re surprised he knows the lyrics to every song.

he stares at you when you sing. thinks you’re sooo pretty and already starts planning your next date. gets dessert to share with you. <3 takes cute pictures too. sends them to you that night and asks when your next date is.

Jeff - convenience store

doesn't have a car. he gets a ride to your house to pick you up. then you'll walk to the store. y'all would make some popular recipes and then share them. i'm thinking corn cheese kimchi fried rice and cheesy fire noodle kimbap. saur good.

makes you laugh allll night. he's so funny. he's a little intimidated but doesn't disappoint. you'll walk back to your place after you eat and watch movies. he'll sneak under the blanket with you and might even link your pinkies together. woah.

when you lay your head on his shoulder, he relishes in the moment, but realizes that you're probably tired. his ride comes to get him, so he leaves reluctantly. but not before patting your head and wishing you a good night. facetimes you the next day too.

[yoonmeowzz]

ateez ! on your first date

contents: gn!reader x ateez members, fluff and lots of cliché

warnings: mention of food in hwa's, yunho's and woo's (and kinda? in mingi's)

hongjoong

this boy is definitely thrift shopping with you. he would ask your opinion on every piece of clothing that catches his eye, because he wants to look good for you (for himself too ofc but u get me). every now and then he says "this would look amazing on you". and maybe he would try to find matching accessories for the both of you.

"do you like this necklace, y/n?"

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seonghwa

he either takes you to a coffee shop or you have a movie night at home. maybe both. some nice background music and your dumb conversations as the only sound inside the small café he took you to. and since you both were having the time of your lives, you decided to go to his house, make popcorn (the sweet ones) and watch your favourite movies.

"wanna watch the whole star wars saga?"

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yunho

picnic date with golden retriever boy! he would even check the weather forecast some days before asking you out. you guys decided to buy your favourite snacks, but he would try to surprise you by making something on his own. like those cute heart biscuits or some avocado makis. yunho would probably play with every child or puppy that approaches your small spot on the grass. and he's definitely cleaning the corner of your mouth with his thumb even if you have nothing.

"wait, you've got something there."

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yeosang

he would be very nervous so he chose going for a walk with you. that way you both can decide where to go and what to do. you would walk around the city, taking a look at some shops and maybe stopping at some of them to buy whatever. but his fingers would always be linked with yours. once the sky starts to get darker he would insist on dropping you at your place, even if it's on the opposite direction of his. he's just making sure you're safe.

"don't let go my hand, i don't want to lose you."

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san

since he's really good at videogames (and he may want to show off a little bit), he'd take you to an arcade. he would teach you how to play his favourite ones and once you're used to all the dynamics he would get a little competitive. but he's obviously letting you win some games so he can see your smile on full display. after you've played almost all the games there, he would try to get you a plushie or whatever reward you ask for at the claw machine.

"it's not fair! you're getting really good at this, y/n."

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mingi

he wanted you to decide where to go on your first date, so you chose a theme park. they're fun and you can get a lot of prizes, what else can you ask for? mingi is very jumpy, so he wouldn't be so excited at first. but he would enjoy your date anyways. you went for the soft rides like the cups or the carousel. but at some point he agreed to go into the haunted house. bad idea, he would be screaming and hiding behind your back (or trying to) all the time. at the end you would buy some snacks and call it a day.

"i really like you, but i'm never going in there again."

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wooyoung

wooyoung enjoys cooking. and there's nothing better than cooking something for the first time with someone you like. you both searched some new recipes to try out and once you decided what to make you went to buy the ingredients together. you guys would be laughing most of the time. it doesn't matter for woo if it tastes bad in the end, he's happy that you had a great time together.

"let's just order something instead, i don't want us to die from food poisoning."

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jongho

his voice is really something else, so you would go to a karaoke on your first date just to have a private concert together. at first y'all would sing iconic songs, jumping around and singing your lungs out. just having fun with each other. but at the end jongho would choose a slow love song something like perfect by ed sheeran and he would not stop looking at you while he's singing. once he finishes he'd be kinda embarrassed but glad that you liked it.

"darling, you look perfect tonight."

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[moonlightsolo]

okok hear me out: bucky dating a coffee/flower/or knick-knack store owner.

the reader is the only sense of normalcy in bucky‘s life and they’re one of the only people who make him feel truly alive again.

this could be headcanons or an imagine of how theyd meet :) thank u!

perfect blend

wc: 1.5k

warnings: fluffy fluff, unedited, husband!bucky

pairing: bucky barnes x female reader

note: DUDE !!! i am literally a barista so i had to do this. also i’ve never done a hc before so i hope this is written in the right way???

the first time you catch bucky’s eye is when he (hesitantly) walks into your coffee shop named ‘deja brew’

bucky has passed by the café countless times but has never had enough courage to step foot in there

he has always been hesitant but today just felt different

the aroma of fresh coffee filled his senses and then he saw you

you’re behind the bar steaming milk and shouting out orders as you hand them to waiting customers with a dazzling smile

wow he’s speechless

“excuse me sir? would you like to order?”

he didn’t even realize the employee at the front register was talking to him this whole time

bucky stuttered over his words as his eyes frantically attempted to find something on the menu

“uh-um…. medium iced americano, please. black.”

they clicked on the screen in front of them with a friendly smile. “and your name?”

“james- i mean bucky. bucky is fine.”

they type his name into the system, and then he quickly pays and goes to wait with the rest of the customers at the end of the bar.

he couldn’t help but watch you work. he has to say something to you. he has to.

his heartbeat thumps nervously in his ears as he watches how you expertly create the drinks.

“medium iced americano for… bucky!”

he takes a large step forward, your eyes finally meeting his with a smile. the drink is transferred from your hands to his, “thank you, uh…” he squints at your name tag, “y/n.” he shoot’s you a grin.

something about the man in front of you made you feel warm inside

whether it’s because you’ve never seen this man around (that’s so handsome it should be illegal) or maybe it’s just his dimpled smile

you hold eye contact for a few more seconds before continuing with your job

bucky goes to say something again but decides against it and leaves

obviously, he shows up the next day and the next day, and the next day… let’s just say he’s there every morning to get a medium iced americano.

sometimes you’re not the one who makes it for him and he swears he can taste the difference

a month goes by, and now the employees know his order by heart and they have it ready for him whenever he’s walks in at 9:30am sharp.

until one day, he doesn’t show up in the morning

the employees, and especially you, were quite concerned. bucky just didn’t come by.

and he didn’t the next day either.

soon, it turned into a week of not seeing bucky’s handsome face walking into the café

and sometimes when the bell rings at the front door, you pick your head up hoping it’s him

and when it's actually him, you didn't realize how happy and relieved you felt to see him

your face lights up when you see him and he couldn’t help but smile at your reaction

“missed me?”

he walks up to the bar counter and thankfully it’s not busy at all so you strike up a conversation with him while you make his drink

“where did you go? we all missed you.”

“i had some business to attend to and i caught up with an old friend.” he explains

*cough cough* falcon and the winter soldier

you hand over his drink and he goes to exchange it for cash but you refuse

“it’s on the house today, buck.“

he couldn’t help but blush like a school boy

“i appreciate it. thank you so much.”

you smile back at him, “of course. it was made with extra love today.” you couldn’t help but add which made him chuckle

he takes a sip of his drink and nods in agreement

“i was wondering… are you busy this weekend?”

your eyebrows raise in shock from his question

“sorry. you don’t have to answer that.” he laughs in disbelief at him and shakes his head

“actually... i’m not busy and you should check your cup.” you smirk as you lean forward to point at it

bucky twirls it around in his hand, then he spots something written in marker. it’s numbers!!

your number to be exact

his mouth drops open in dramatic shock “is that your number, miss y/n?”

he watches how you look down at your feet shyly

you make him smile

so bucky texts your number while standing there so you also had his

unfortunately you start to get too busy to carry a conversation with him so he leaves you be

after work, you couldn’t help but text him

and soon after that, you two were inseparable

every ding from your phone was always a text from him

your first date was that upcoming weekend

& he decided to take you to a restaurant that he loves

bucky is the pure definition of chivalry

he opens the car door for you (well any door for you)

he pulls your chair out and helps push you in closer to the table

whenever your water would run low he would fill it up with the pitcher that’s on the table

conversations came naturally between you both and soon he was holding your hand from across the table

which obviously made you lose your breath a little bit

you both shared each other’s entrees, feeling the other with forks

after dinner, he drives you home and holds your hand while driving

he plays old music in the background, ‘good old-fashioned lover boy’ by queen

he pulls up to the entrance of your apartment, putting the car into park

“thanks for tonight, doll. i had an amazing time.” he turns toward you and a smile forms on his beautiful lips

you couldn’t help but admire all his features

his stubble, the creases in his forehead, his perfect dark chocolate brown hair.

you smile back at him before reaching for the handle of the passenger door

bucky feels his breath hitch when you suddenly turn toward him to kiss him

he feels as if he’s on top of the world

his hands engulf your cheeks as he pulls you in even closer

your mouths slot together like a puzzle piece

it’s literally the epitome of a perfect kiss

fireworks, sparklers, bombs, rocks, firecrackers.

he hasn’t felt this happy since when rogers was still around

bucky could see himself falling in love with you

the rest of your days consisted of coffee with a splash of bucky during the day and 100% bucky at night

your limbs are tangled within the sheets

bucky always insists on old movies you’ve never seen before

also he is SUCH a gentleman, he doesn’t put his hands anywhere that’ll make you feel uncomfortable

he never initiates anything sexual either

he always lets you control whatever you want to do

usually your cuddling is just intimate with soft kisses and heavy breathing

bucky loves your waist and your hips and how soft you are

he can’t get enough of your lips though. you’re intoxicating

but when you guys make love for the first time- he’s so gentle and caring and continues to check up on you

he’s literally so old fashioned it’s so adorable

he ends up telling you about his past

which obviously you know about because “the winter soldier” was plastered all over the news for a while

but you reassure him that you don’t think of him like that

& you know that he’s not that person anymore.

“your past doesn’t define you” were your exact words.

he legit tackles you with a hug and a billion kisses

bucky goes and buys you a ring the next day

guess who’s his best man at the wedding? sam wilson.

becoming mrs. james buchanan barnes feels like a dream

bucky showers you with support for your business

don’t even get me started on you teaching him how to steam milk for a latte with that metal arm of his

he decides he’ll stick to the front register to take orders and mop the floor instead

he tells you “stand there and look pretty while you make drinks, darling. i’ll be the muscle” he kisses his flexed bicep playfully with a wink

he always winks at you and he likes to press kisses to your cheek during the workday

waking up to your sweet husband every morning is like living a dream

bucky couldn’t be more grateful for you

you saved him

[sukirichi]

Hello! Can you write one about Nanami where the reader is oblivious and they're really close to Gojo so he gets jealous often. Sometimes Gojo does things purposely to annoy him and one day he just lost his composure and accidentally admitted his feelings for you.

I hope u accept if you're not too busy. Thank you!!!

— a little push

— sometimes all nanami needs is a little push.

nanami kento x fem! reader

thank you for the request anon! i’m not sure if reader is oblivious enough but i hope you like it! there’s some thick pining here hur hur, i hope you like it! i never knew i needed an easily flustered and awkward nanami in my life also this is unedited as usual

check my bio for masterlist and my milestone event! (◕ᴗ◕✿)

“Do you mind?”

Nanami sighs, silently praying to the heavens you wouldn’t hear the way his heart is absolutely panicking and beating wildly right now. You’d randomly pushed him inside the teachers’ office the moment he got back to the institute at work, and now he’s doomed to hide his feelings while you look up at him with wide, innocent eyes, a shaky yet excited grin painted on your face.

“Sorry, sorry,” you wave your hands in front of you, although he can tell you’re not apologetic at all. Nanami clears his throat when you step backwards to give him space, unsure if he’s happy or sad about the distance. “I was just really excited to see you back.”

Your carefree, lighthearted voice, along with that little jump in your toes combined with your statement – you’re basically asking Nanami to shrivel up already.

The stoic man remains composed, though, only shifting to adjust his tie while he stares down at you. You’re still somewhat bouncing on your feet, teeth biting your lip – a habit you had when you want to say something but contemplating whether you should. Tilting away to hide the slight flush in his cheeks, Nanami sighs again, pretending to be tired.

The last thing he wants to admit that even though he is exhausted from work, is that you’d never bother him. In fact, having you bombard him like this makes him feel like he didn’t deal with special grade curse by himself all alone just an hour ago.

“If there’s something you want to say, I suggest you get it over with. I don’t want to stay overtime and wait until the blindfolded creep comes around.”

You giggle at his insult, hiding behind your cupped palms. Crap, Nanami looks away and focuses on the birds outside instead, suddenly finding them so interesting despite never paying attention to them before. Maybe that was the curse of crushes – it had people acting differently and in complete contrast with their behavior.

“About that,” you begin almost shyly now, and Nanami practically bursts when he sees you tapping both of your pointer fingers together, gaze tilted away from him.

It makes him wonder you’re nearly on the same skill to Gojo, yet still somehow look like a small, innocent being that makes him want to protect you from everything – even if you were more than capable of handling things yourself. Well, Nanami concludes to himself, maybe you’re really just that paradoxical that it makes sense why he can never think straight around you. Maybe he’s really not supposed to understand the complexity of his feelings when you were a phenomena to begin with already.

“You see…Satoru asked me out.”

Nanami stiffens at your statement for a split second before his head whips to you so fast. You’re observant – of course you are, you’re a jujutsu sorcerer – and you easily pick up in his sudden change of demeanor. Your brow raises at his abrupt reaction, to which Nanami conceals by flexing his neck and rolling his shoulders back.

“I am simply tired from work,” he haf-lies, “So, Satoru asked you out? Will you say yes?”

His words and tone are monotonous, almost bored even, but deep inside he’s so close to beating the crap out of his co-worker. Well, not really, Nanami isn’t a man of violence, but he’s jealous. Of course he is – he’s liked you ever since Principal Yaga hired you.

He’s never told Satoru about his little crush on you. He would be stupid to do such; Satoru would tease him to no end and maybe even be as childish to go as far as pushing him to you. Typical elementary shit, Nanami cringes to himself, watching as you look down at your feet with a pout. Now that confused him. He isn’t sure what your body language means at all, but patient as ever, Nanami only waits.

“Well,” you scratch your forehead, “I’m really flattered. I want to say yes because Satoru is a nice guy—”

“He is not. I do not respect him.”

You roll your eyes at the way his eyes darkens, “—but also I’m not sure if I should. I mean, Satoru doesn’t really date, you know? He’ll be with like one girl and be with another the next week. I just don’t want to…like, fall for that, I guess. Not that I won’t, because he’s totally not my type—”

“It’s just a yes or no,” Nanami cuts you off, his words coming out a lot harsher than he intends it to be. It’s not that he’s annoyed at your rambling, he actually finds it so adorable when you get so lost in your train of thoughts that your mind just travels from one place to another, and seeing how your eyes just leave farther from reality is something he’s always find such an attractive quirk, but not now – not when his infuriating co-worker is intending to mess with your feelings. “Do you want to go or not? Yes or no? It’s as simple as that.”

You blink back at him in surprise, mouth opening and closing like a fish. Sometimes it’s hard to remember that Nanami was a no-bullshit man who hit things right on the head, a huge contrast to your happy-go-lucky self, but he’s right.

It is that simple – and you’re complicating things all over again.

When you give him an answer, Nanami has to muster all his energy to not deflate. He’s tired – but now his exhaustion and even the heartbreak comes crashing down all over him that he’s immediately weighed down and overwhelmed – so much so that all he wants is to go home.

“Yes, I want to go.”

It’s his day off.

Like everything else in his life, Nanami plans everything down to the last minute of his day. His day off consisted of him having the privilege to sleep in until 8am, then breakfast with coffee from that great café a five minute walk away from his apartment, then he’ll be reading books in his study for two hours. Comes after that is lunch, and he’ll brows through some TV shows, pick up his clothes from the dry cleaning, get that special limited edition dinner of his favorite sushi, read books again and call it a day.

Simple, peaceful, no hassle – it’s the perfect day to relax.

Except it isn’t.

Because it’s your day off too, and you’re out on a date with Satoru. He still remembers how happy you looked then upon accepting the white haired man’s invitation, your nimble fingers wrapped around his sleeve as you shyly asked him to come with you.

He doesn’t know why you had to bring him, but he doesn’t question it, nonetheless. Nanami wants to see how Satoru would react, if there could be any indication from the man behind his blindfold that he had ill intentions. Oddly enough, there didn’t seem to be any. Satoru only beamed and deflated into a chibi, enthusiastically nodding along with you while you planned your date together.

Nanami took it upon himself to leave.

With a silent scoff, Nanami placed his dinner down on the counter. Because it’s his day off – and mostly because he doesn’t feel like himself – Nanami went out to buy the limited edition sushi wearing a white shirt and some gray sweatpants, too forlorn and a little jealous to even bother dressing up.

It’s stupid, really. He’s been looking forward for this sushi for a long, long time, but now that he’s had it, he can’t even enjoy the taste. His mind keeps going back to you.

Were you having fun with Satoru? Were you enjoying your time? Was Satoru treating you well? What was Satoru’s intentions when it came with you? The last time Nanami checked, you and him got along really well and you’re mostly the one who whacks the taller man in the head upside down when he’s being stupid, almost like two peas in a pod, except you were the smarter one. He’d been so sure you’re nothing but friends and yet…it all lead to this.

Nanami pushes his sushi away. They no longer taste like anything, the texture like dried paper on his mouth. He wipes his lips with a napkin, staring longingly at well…nothing. His walls were plain and empty, and suddenly, Nanami can’t help but compare himself to Gojo.

You both planned to go to the local carnival. There’d be lots of foods and even parlor shops, ferris wheel rides and photo booths to create memories. Of course you and Satoru would go there; both of you enjoyed loud, bustling crowds, claiming there was something amazing about basking in the “lives of humans when ignorant of curses” while Nanami prefers his peace and silence.

Had you gone out on a date with him instead, Nanami can’t guarantee he’ll be any fun. He most definitely wouldn’t ask you to go to a carnival with him either. It was loud, cramped, crowded, and it’s too chaotic for him to ever enjoy your presence and enjoy it alone.

Nanami closes the sushi box, turns on the TV and lets is play on the background, a wet towel above his eyes to relax his tired eyes.

He hopes you’re having fun. He hopes Satoru is treating you well. Nanami just ignores the slight pain in his chest when he thinks of you, laughing and touching anyone but him, and he could picture it already. You’ve always been so open and welcoming to everyone, he knows you’ll have fun today, too.

That’s one of the things he finds most endearing about you – that your smile never fades and you never forget about the simple, little things in life to focus on to keep your sanity after facing curse after curse.

He’s fine, he tells himself. Satoru may be annoying, but he knows you could have fun with him, and you deserved to be happy more than anyone else.

Nanami is about to fall asleep on his couch when his phone vibrates on the coffee tables. Groaning, he flicks off the towel to his shoulders, grumbling about how Principal Yaga better be respecting his day off, but the last thing he expects to see is your contact name flashing on the screen. In the contact photo, you’re winking with a peace sign held above your head.

You look so utterly adorable Nanami just wants to kiss you. He remembers this photo was taken when Yuuji got bored and asked to play games on his phone. Upon finding that there was none – of course there was none – the strawberry-haired student opted for taking pictures of everyone instead. There’s one with Nobara growling, Megumi sipping his boba-tea with dead eyes as if he’s so done with the world, more than twenty pictures of Satoru flexing his muscles and posing like an idiot, and then there’s yours.

Nanami remembers staring at his phone for a solid minute, his gallery actually blessed with your face in it. The sun shines behind you on that photo and you’re absolutely shining. He thinks that’s when he truly fell in love.

And it just so happened the love of his life is calling, making his heart skip a beat because shouldn’t you be with Gojo? Why were you calling him? Did something wrong happen?

Nanami doesn’t waste another second before swiping the green icon, already standing up from the couch as he grabs his jacket. He had this weird inkling something is wrong, why else would you call him?

His theories are proven true when your voice comes out shaky. “H-hello?”

“Good evening,” he greets stiffly, brows furrowed as he listens in on the way you seem to be shuffling around. “Is there something wrong?”

“I, uhm,” he hears you sniffle through the other line, “Yeah, I guess there is…Satoru just texted he can’t come because Principal Yaga suddenly sent him to a mission overseas…and then I just realized that Satoru’s been summoned by the elders and he’s just refusing to show up, so now they cornered him, I guess… anyways, I’m talking too much and I don’t want to be a bother, but would you maybe…like to hang out with me?”

Nanami’s hand freezes on the doorknob. “Hang out…professionally?”

He immediately wants to smack himself in the forehead for that. Out of all things he could’ve said, he just had to utter something unintelligent. He hears you snicker in the background and Nanami’s ears redden. 

He quickly regains his composure with a clear of his throat, suddenly remembering that Satoru’s ditched you, so now you’re asking him instead. It kind of feels like he’s just a replacement, but Nanami buries this feeling down before it consumes him, wondering if he’s already regretting changing into better clothes because he actually agreed to go to a carnival with you.

Upon hearing your happy, “Okay! I’ll wait for you then!”, Nanami realizes that he doesn’t actually mind. Especially not with you.

The carnival is loud.

Nanami dreads the moment he steps out of his car, his body swallowed by the bustling crowd and defeaning music of banging drums and clashing instruments. There’s a hundred scents everywhere – smoke, fish, glazed apples – he doesn’t know where to begin or how to focus.

He nearly turns back to his hair, about to shoot you a text that maybe this is beyond him after all. His head begins to spin when he’s only pushed deeper into the crowd, people bumping into him with every single second and it’s so suffocating. It doesn’t make sense to him how anyone could possibly go on a date like this and enjoy it. He knows for sure this chaos won’t let him enjoy his date’s presence because he’s too busy trying to get away from it all.

Nanami staggers for a bit when a strong hand tugs him to the side. Soon, he finds himself pressed flush against you in a tight corner, your hips warm on his. “Hi,” you breathe out airily, lashes fanning and fluttering in that same manner that always made his heart do complete flips.

“Hello,” he greets back with a small bow out of faux respect, but really, he’s just keeping his head down because you look so beautiful in that moment he doesn’t even know where to look. You’re warm and soft next to his hard and stiff muscles, the scent of roses and vanilla mixing in with the street smoke and Nanami’s head grows dizzy, his hand around yours tightening for comfort. “Y/N…I do not prefer this crowd. Can I take you back home instead? You must be tired – I’ll prepare dinner for you.”

Nanami blinks back in surprise when he sees you nod, a slight grimace on your face, and you practically bury your face in his bicep as you groan, “It’s too noisy for me too. Let’s just hang out at your place.”

So you end up in his immaculately clean apartment, admiring and staring at the boring furniture. Nanami changes into more comfortable clothes and whips out something to cook, not wanting to feed you measly take out when you’re probably famished. He watches with side glances as you pick up a photo of him with his parents when he was younger, cooing and giggling at the baby version of him.

“Nanamin, you’re so cute!”

Nanami scoffs and turns back to the heated water in the bowl, arms hard as they cross against his chest covered with an apron. “Please do not call me cute. I am anything but.”

“No, you’re really cute,” you insist, but after seeing Nanami’s flustered frown, you eventually give up and give the poor man a break. Later, you wobble next to him, watching with curious eyes and a small smile as he adds the vegetables into the soup, moving expertly as he diced up the onions to the side. The sheer focus and attention on his daily tasks makes him falter, and he suddenly finds it so hard to function now.

“Why are you staring at me? Is there something so interesting about slicing up onions?”

“No, not really,” you say absentmindedly, the slight plop of the ingredients echoing. “It’s just – I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this way. Domestic, I mean, but it looks good on you,” you nod to yourself, and Nanami finds himself struggling to act as if your presence wasn’t making him go crazy while he proceeds to cook. “In fact, everything looks good on you, and I find you really interesting!”

“Y-you do?”

“Yes, of course!”

“Why?”

“I don’t know,” you shrug, assisting him silently with mixing the bowl even when he didn’t ask you to. Unaware that he’s now focused on you, watching you cook with him with you pressed up against his side, almost as if it’s right where you belong, Nanami feels the same with you. You also look good being this domestic with him, and he suddenly blurts out, “Would you like to stay with me? Like this?”

Your eyes slide over his in a slow fashion, slow enough that his brain hotwires at the fear maybe he’s said something wrong. But Nanami immediately swallows it down, huffing and turning away from you with that stoic expression again. “Forgive me. That was weird—”

“Why would it be weird?” you laughed to yourself before bumping your hips with his, “You’re the one who invited me here. Of course I want to stay.”

That’s…that’s not what he means.

Nanami is left staring openly at you while you help him set the table and you proceed to talk about how you didn’t really want to go to the carnival but Satoru insisted you’d have fun, so you went anyway even if you’d much prefer to be somewhere else. He’s barely listening, too distracted by the way your lips move and how you swing the house slippers on your big toe, your legs crossed on top of another and your figure slightly hunched across from him.

You look so comfortable and welcomed in his home that it puts him at ease too, not worried that he has to impress you anything because it’s you, and Nanami could actually be vulnerable enough to laugh with you over a bowl of vegetable soup.

It’s fine, he lies to himself again, it’s fine that you don’t know he likes you even if he tends to slip and be obvious sometimes. Because at least you’re with him in that moment, and he lies to himself again that it’s fine, that maybe next time he’ll tell you, but he doesn’t worry about. How could he worry about it when you’re snorting so loud over a lame joke he said that rice nearly came out your nose, and he’s so drunk over the sound of your bubbly laughter that something flutters deep within his belly?

When you help him wash the dishes and bask in the silence instead, comfortable over the lack of words and nothing but the sound of his faucet running and the slight rubbing of towels against dishes heard in the background, Nanami is unsure whether he’s glad that Satoru ditched you on your first date.

It doesn’t stop there.

Nanami only keeps falling in love with you more. He’s been doing a good job of keeping his feelings to himself because the last thing he wants is to have you stay away from him, but Satoru was really getting on his nerves.

He’s just come back from exorcising a curse when he sees you and Satoru play-wrestling in the field with the other students. Megumi is grumbling to himself in the corner, Yuuji is laughing and cheering on you to tackle down his sensei who’s currently going down in high-pitched laughter, Toge pumping his fists and screaming, “Salmon, salmon!”

It’s a chaotic sight – one that he usually doesn’t mind – until you finally pin Satoru down on the ground, your ass above his crotch. Satoru’s hands then come up to squeeze your ass and hips under the false pretense he’s struggling to push you off him, but Nanami knows better.

“Give up already!” you tease the other sorcerer who’s still wriggling underneath you, and Nanami sees it before it happens.

Satoru’s legs bend beneath you and he tries to pin you under him in quick movements, but Nanami is faster, his reflexes taking over. Before he realizes what he’s doing, Nanami tugs you and pulls you forward until you collide on his chest. He’s breathing hard, eyes narrowed at the arrogant smirk painted on Satoru’s features. Meanwhile, you’ve softened in Nanami’s grip, hands fisting his shirt that has him hardening up out of sheer protectiveness.

“Oh, Nanamin!” Satoru beams while wiping the dirt on his hands across his uniform, “Glad to see you here. You wanna join training too?”

“This is hardly training,” he retorts with a clenched jaw, “You’re harassing and disrespecting your fellow sorcerer because you can never keep your dirty hands to yourself,” before Satoru could defend himself, he’s already all over you, his hand tilting your chin side to side to check for any injuries. “Are you hurt anywhere? Did this bastard do anything else?”

“No, not really—”

“Why do you care so much, Nanamin?” Satoru teases, and the students all huddle to watch the commotion. Everyone can feel the tension rising, and Nanami only stiffens up further when he feels you lean closer to his warmth almost absentmindedly. “She and I were just playing around, no hard feelings, no foul play. We’re just having fun, right, Y/N?”

“She is not someone you can just have fun with, Satoru. You’ve already crossed the line when you ditched her on your first date, and you didn’t even bother texting or calling back when I drove her home. It’s disrespectful, and she deserves better than that.”

“Nanami—”

“I was busy,” Satoru sighs dramatically, “And if she deserves better than me, then who would it be? I can take care her of her, you know, she and I have been besties for like what, a year now? I’ll be good to her,” he smirks, and Nanami wants nothing more than to punch him square in the jaw. “Besides, it’s not like she’s dating anyone else. She’s single and ready to mingle—”

“Maybe she is, but I’m not,” Nanami deadpans, his harsh tone shocking everyone.

“Wh-what do you mean?” you squeak under him, and Nanami falls silent. He’s never thought of confessing to you, especially not this way, and Nobara is biting Yuuji’s jacket behind them to muffle her squeals. Panda is clapping his hands and whispers oh, here we go, followed by Toge’s salmon salmon.

It dawns on him now that everyone knows he likes you after all, and now that he’s confronted with the situation, he can’t run away from it. Not that Nanami plans on running away, for he is a man and his pride doesn’t allow him to evade situations like this.

He just wishes it could’ve gone out better.

“Forgive me if this makes you uncomfortable,” Nanami releases his grip on you, loosening his tie that makes him feel like he’s choking both on air and his words. Through his cool stature, he’s actually sweating inside his clothes, and it doesn’t help you’re patient with him too, head tilted to the side curiously and so horribly cutely he might combust. “But I have always been, and I still am, utterly in love with you.”

Nobara and Yuuji no longer hold back as they scream to themselves, the former slapping the latter in his back while Megumi only shakes his head, muttering “about time,” under his breath. Maki snickers to herself and Satoru is stunned, but it’s nothing compared to the way you shrink under his gaze for a moment.

He believes you’re going to run away from him because of his blatant confession; it wasn’t romantic at all, and the kids are still screaming too loudly for him to form coherent thoughts.

Nanami begins to form a deep bow, ready to apologize wholeheartedly and to politely ask you to forget this if you wish – he would respect your decision. But just as his gaze met the ground, he’s thrown off balance as you jump on him, soft glossy lips crashing into his.

The screams and cheers of everyone are suddenly drowned out when he feels your lips molding onto his, and he can feel you smiling happily, giggling while his hands tentatively run down your hips to hold you close. It’s unprofessional, displeasing, and downright horrendous to be kissing someone during work hours while the students are watching, especially because his clothes are crumpled from your eager touch and you’re on top of his chest, but Nanami absolutely doesn’t give a single fuck because he’s kissing you back fervently.

It’s what he’s always wanted – you’re the one he’s always wanted, and now that he has you in his hold, he’s not easily letting you go.

“See? I told you guys,” Satoru proudly puffs his chest up in the background, “All Nanamin needs is a little push.”

[perceabeth]

childhood friends coffee shop au

mari bestie u missed the memo where i said JOCK au but it's ok i wrote u this <3

People Watching

“What about the kids sitting at Crescent?”

“Cres– you can’t name our tables, Annabeth.” Percy leans his elbows on the counter and peers around the snack shelf. “That’s… no. I think they’re friends.”

“So you knew what I meant by Crescent.” Annabeth points a finger at him and Percy snorts.

“The table by the window that opens up into Crescent Street? It isn’t rocket science.” He flicks her forehead and Annabeth scowls at him. “But they’re not dating. Look– the guy in the yellow jacket, he keeps checking his phone. It’s way too desperate– he’s texting a partner, or a potential partner, a crush. You know.”

“Fair enough.” Annabeth looks around the room. It’s slim pickings today– late Tuesday mornings aree generally quiet.

“There.” Percy says. “What about that group by The Bar?”

“The Bar?” Annabeth makes a face at him. “I’ll have you know that table is named Lawyer’s Ledge. Silena and I spent ages naming these tables. They’re our children.”

“Except all your names suck. But fine. Who in that group is dating?”

Annabeth observed them carefully. “There. The girl in green and the ginger girl. Look at the way they look at each other. I’d bet money they’re holding hands under the table when they think their friends aren’t watching.”

“I’m not sure. The tall skinny guy bought the redhead’s drink.”

“So? Maybe they’re friends. Maybe he owes her.”

“Fine. It doesn’t matter.” Something over her shoulder catches his attention. “Don’t make it obvious but a new couple just walked in.”

Even before she can find it in herself to be irritated– why would I make it obvious? This isn’t my first rodeo, Percy– her new customers have already crossed the length of the café and are currently waiting to be served. The girl seems warm enough– bright smile and sparkling brown eyes. Her companion is a little less welcoming, keeping an awkward but respectful distance from her, his broad shoulders rolled back and his spine erect as he watched Annabeth step back into the counter.

“Hey guys, what can I get for you?” She turns on her screen as the girl hums, scanning the menu.

“I’m going to get a large iced double shot caramel macchiato with five pumps of vanilla syrup. Is that okay?” Annabeth glances at Percy, who’s trying really hard to keep a straight face and then nods at her. “Extra whip, and some extra caramel drizzle on it.”

“Sure thing.” Annabeth checks the time on her screen. It’s only 10AM but Annabeth and Percy have already been on their feet for five hours. With that amount of caffeine and sugar for such a small body– it’s hard to imagine the girl shaking off the effects of her drink by the time night rolls around. “And you?”

“I’ll have a green tea. Regular, please.”

“Not a coffee person?” Annabeth asks as she rings them up. The guy shakes his head.

“Not really. Also a lemon muffin for me.” He adds, looking at his friend, who thinks about it for a moment before deciding against any food. Annabeth thinks she might be better for it. She’s grateful to have this job– if for any reason that it helps pay her bills– but she wouldn’t touch a single thing from their bakery with a ten foot pole.

“Cool. Percy?” Annabeth hands him the order. “Need me to help?”

“No, I’ve got it.” He waves her off and Annabeth turns back to the couple.

“Got any plans for the day?”

“Not really.” The girl looks up hopefully at the boy. “Just thought we’d come grab some coffee and work on an assignment together.”

“It’s a nice day out, isn’t it?” Annabeth’s met some dense boys before– hell, she’s worked alongside some dense boys before– so it doesn’t take much for her to catch onto the girl’s tragic plight. “Sure your assignment can wait. Go out, enjoy it. We’re not going to see the sun like this for a while.”

“What do you think, Jason?” The girl taps her card against the reader and pays for the entire thing. Annabeth notices how she isn’t thanked. “You know… Jones doesn’t expect anything from us for another two weeks.”

“I don’t know.” Jason glowers at Annabeth like she’s the single source of all his problems. It doesn’t bother her all that much– she’s had a lot worse from customers who’ve received the wrong flavouring in their coffee. “How about we work for a bit, and we’ll take it from there.”

“Sounds like a plan.” The girl doesn’t seem too beaten down by their compromise. She looks around the coffee shop and studies Annabeth for a moment before doing the same to Percy. “So what’s the vibe here supposed to be?”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know.” She shrugs. “You’re so… frills and lace in your hair and he’s so… ripped jeans and just-rolled-out-of bed. No uniform?”

“Cool boss.” Percy tells her as he carefully places Jason’s lemon muffin on their tray. He slides it across to them. “Thanks for coming down.”

They watch the two of them debate between two tables– Baby Shit and Makeout Corner– before settling on the less fortunately named one. Percy lets out a sympathetic oof.

“Baby Shit.” He sighs. “That’s a shame. They aren’t getting far.”

“You never know.” Annabeth counters. “Maybe they’ll graduate to Makeout Corner.”

“If she doesn’t die of diabetes first.” Percy snorts. “Cocaine would be a healthier option than what she’s drinking.”

“Stop.” Annabeth laughs. “She looks like she really likes him, you know.”

“First date?” Percy asks. “She paid for the entire thing. I’d say that’s pretty progressive.”

“Sure, in the 1800s.” Annabeth smacks him in the chest. “They don’t seem like they have much in common on the surface, do they?”

“Oh, yeah. He’s a military brat. She’s got a rich father. They’ll be miserable together.”

“You think?” Annabeth tilts her head as she watches them. “I don’t know. Sometimes it’s nice to be with someone different from you, right?”

“Why?” Percy grabs her by the hips and tugs her backwards into him. “Like frills and lace in your hair is different from ripped jeans and whatever she called me?”

“Yeah. Like that.” Annabeth presses a kiss to his jaw. “Exactly like that.”

“If that kid’s anything like me,” Percy mumbles into her ear. “She needs to make a move. And fast.”

“Why?” Annabeth asks. “Did I have a lot of competition?”

“Yeah. That girl from my art class was super into me. She’d have snapped me right up if you hadn’t swung in on time.” Percy says, dead serious. “I’m hot commodity, Annabeth.”

“Fine, then.” Annabeth lets him lift her off her feet and push her onto the counter. Technically, they aren’t allowed to do that, but the place is empty enough that their chances of getting caught are pretty low. Percy steps in between her legs and she locks her ankles around him. “Want to bet who can pull more people?”

“I’m not playing that game with you.” Percy throws his head back when he laughs. “You kidding me? You’d wipe the floor with me.”

“Glad we’ve established that.” Annabeth smirks and Percy leans in for a quick peck on the lips. “Hey. None of that cute stuff. Cindy finds out we’re making out on the clock– we’re both fired.”

Percy presses his forehead against hers. “That’s a risk I’m willing to take.”

[hoedamn-eron]

broken heating - part 2

Jake comes clean about why he ended it.

Warnings: Reader was in an exclusive relationship with Jake. Some swearing. Inaccurate depictions of DID (only knowledge from the show and some light research). Overuse of the phrase 'I know'. Angst. Lightly proofread. Word count: 1,883 (whoops) GN!Reader, no use of Y/N.

Sorry this is so late, life got really hectic over the weekend, but it's here now! Realised most of my Moon Knight fics take place in coffee shops/cafes.

Part 1

You sigh as you look at your phone again, checking the time. It’s probably (definitely) the third time in fifteen minutes that you’ve checked, and time isn’t moving any quicker.

You’d received a text, earlier that week. From Jake. And you knew it was from Jake from the way he never bothered to spell the word ‘you’ in texts, always wanting to use ‘u’. He’d asked to meet you, after a full year of no contact, not since he threatened your landlord about your heating, wanting to talk.

You hated to admit it, but the text had sent you spiralling. You had finally moved on, even planning on going on a second date with Tom from work, and then he’d text you, having the gall to ask if you could meet with him. You’d pondered for hours over how you were going to reply, if you were going to reply at all, fully considering telling him to ‘do one’ and ‘never contact me again’.

But yet here you were, like an idiot, waiting on Jake Lockley, who didn’t have the decency to show up on time, even though he was the one who wanted to talk to you. You could be doing something better right now, like…rearranging your living room, or buying that rug you saw in that charity shop window the other day. You hadn’t stopped thinking about it, and now you think you might actually go and get it later, if it was still there. He had five minutes to get there, or you’re leaving.

You won’t give him the satisfaction of a text, asking where he was. You’ve taken time out of your day to be here, on his request, so if he can’t be here, then you shouldn’t need to be either. You’d waited for him long enough, literally, and figuratively.

Giving an annoyed sigh, you gather your things that you had unceremoniously threw on the spare seat next to you. As you were slipping your coat on, the café door swung open, and a panting…Steven came running in (wearing Jake’s clothes, might you add), his eyes quickly scanning the area for you, his eyes landing on you, widening as he sees you putting your coat on.

Great…Jake can’t even be there when he does turn up.

“Are you leaving?” Steven asked as he hurried over to you.

You fought the urge to roll your eyes. “He’s nearly half an hour late, Steven, I’m not going to stick around.”

“No, he just…we overslept, that’s all, he didn’t forget.”

“So then why are you here?” you asked, almost sounding tired.

Steven hesitated before swallowing. He lightly shrugged his shoulder. “He’s…he’s a little nervous.”

The change was subtle, but at the same time, it wasn’t. Steven’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and his posture changed, his eyes narrowing lightly and his forehead furrowing into a frown. “I’m not nervous, hermano.”

You blinked, feeling a little taken aback. You’re not sure why, you came here to see Jake, now here he was. Maybe it was because you hadn’t seen him in so long. Yeah, that must be it. “Hello, Jake.”

It was as if he finally saw you, his eyes locking onto yours as he straightened up. “Hey.”

You could feel your face heating up. He was still as good looking as he always was, and he still made your heart skip a beat after all this time. It pissed you off.

“You’re late.”

“Overslept.”

“Yeah, Steven said.”

It was awkward. You knew it would be, but it felt more so now that you were prepared to leave and Jake was here now. You sighed as you took your seat again but keeping your coat on. You wanted a quick getaway if it was needed. “So what is it you wanted to talk about?”

Jake gave a small grin and huffed a laugh as he took the free seat opposite you. “Straight to the point, huh?”

You raised an eyebrow at him but didn’t say anything.

Jake sighed at you. “I just wanted to clear the air.”

“Okay,” you reply, waiting for him to continue. You couldn’t show him that you were bothered by him. He wanted to see you, after he broke up with you. “So…” you wave you hand at him. “Go ahead.”

Jake gave you a blank stare. If it were anyone else, they would have been uneasy, but you know Jake. He was just calculating his next moves, knowing that you were about to leave, which he didn’t take as a good sign. It meant you weren’t too bothered about what he wanted to say, but yet you still showed up. So there was some hope there.

“You…you look great, I really appreciate you taking the time to see me.”

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Jake…”

“I know, I know,” Jake muttered, slumping back in his chair as you lowered your hand from your face, looking at him with an unamused look. “I wasn’t in a good place. I’m still not in a good place. I never will be.” Jake sighed.

“So you…you pushed me away?” you shook your head at him. “You threw away everything we had.”

“I know.”

“I know, you know.” You glare at him. “What you did was a shitty thing.”

“I know it was! What do you want me to say? That I’m sorry?”

“Yes, Jake, I want you to say that you’re sorry, for dumping me after you let me practically move in with you, and giving you my all, then throwing it back in my face!”

“You saw us getting married and settling down, and I can’t do that,” Jake sighed. “I can’t do that to you, and I can’t do that to myself. It’s not in the cards for me.”

“Didn’t you think that you should have spoken to me about these things before deciding that we just shouldn’t be together anymore?” you hissed at him, the anger bubbling away in the pit of your stomach. How dare he make those decisions for you!

“Our future doesn’t align!” Jake snapped. “We want different things. I had to cut ties with you before it was too late.”

“’Cut ties’? Is that all it was to you?”

Jake grimaced, looking away from you. “No, sorry. That wasn’t how it meant to come out.”

He was never good with words. You sat silently as you took a good look at him. He looked tired, but that was no different than it was a year ago – the body went through a lot. When you were together, Jake had told you that his safe space was with you, that he could truly unwind and not be on his guard so much. You wonder how much work Khonshu has him doing now that he wasn’t with you anymore (not that it stopped Jake the first time).

You shake your head. He wasn’t yours to worry about anymore. “I understand…I get why you wanted me to leave. You’re right, I wanted more than you could give me.” Jake said nothing as you carried on rambling. “And maybe at the end of the day, it was the right thing to do, but it doesn’t mean that it didn’t hurt. I was suddenly alone and you’d…you’d just let me go, like I was nothing to you.”

“That’s not – “

“And do you know how much it ached,” you hissed. “To think that I’d done something wrong, that it was me that was the problem?”

“You didn’t do anything, it was me with the issues.”

“Why did you come to my landlord?” you suddenly ask, your brow furrowed at him.

Jake blinked at you. “What?”

“When my heating went, why did you go to my landlord?”

Jake hesitated for a moment before he shook his head. “That wasn’t – “

“It was you, so don’t bother lying.” You sat up straighter in your chair. “Why did you do it?”

Jake held your gaze for a few moment before looking away. “Because…because I knew I fucked you over, and it was one last thing I could do…to make you feel even a little better.” Jake’s shoulders slumped. “Steven told me about it after he ran into you.”

You nod. Your landlord had been just a bit nicer to you since that day, fixing even just the little things that had gone wrong in the flat. “Well…thank you, anyway. He got it fixed.”

Jake gave a nod. “No problem.”

You both sat in awkward silence for a few moments, and you were contemplating saying goodbye and leaving before Jake piped up with, “Are you seeing anyone?”

You pulled a face at him. “What?”

“I just…I don’t know why I asked, forget it.”

“His name is Tom. He’s from work.”

Jake ignored the way his heart panged in his chest. He wasn’t expecting that. “Oh.”

“Nothing serious at the moment, we’ve been on like, one official date, but we take our lunch breaks at the same time. He’s nice. Seeing him again tonight, actually.”

Jake nodded but didn’t say anything. Of course you met someone else, why wouldn’t you? You were the kindest, most beautiful human being he’d ever met, of course you met someone else. He didn’t have the right to feel as downtrodden as he did. He ended it with you because he was a coward and couldn’t see himself settling down. It may have taken him over a year to stop being afraid of what he’d done, but he truly was glad to see that you were doing okay.

“What about you?”

Jake looked at you for a moment before shaking his head. “Nah, not seeing anyone. Well…Steven’s met someone, me and Marc having taken bets on when he’s finally going to ask her out.”

You lightly snort. “Is she nice?”

Jake nodded. “Yeah…yeah, she’s nice.”

Jake briefly looks at his reflection in the window and you could only imagine what Steven was saying to him. You smiled lightly before checking the time on your phone. You needed to make a move soon, you had to go to your friends to feed her cat because she was away, and you still had to go to the dry cleaners (they’d been ringing you every day for the blazer you’d sent in last week).

“I should get going,” you said, standing your bag again and hoisting it over your shoulder. Jake stood after you. “I’ve got stuff to do today.”

Jake nodded. “Right. Yeah. Me too.”

You nod at him, the two of you staring at each other. Do you hug? No, that felt too personal. But a handshake seemed too formal. You settled for a small, closed lip smile. “I know that things are different between us now, but I’m glad you reached out. Even if I shouted at you a little.”

Jake chuckled, causing your heart to skip a beat again, like it had earlier. “I think I deserved to be shouted at.”

You bit your lip before nodding a little. “You did. But we move on.” Jake nodded at the double meaning to your words. You nod towards the door. “I best get going.”

“I’ll see you later.”

You study him for a moment before you smile, giving a nod. “Yeah. See you later.”

Tagged - @h3k3t

[spine-buster]

the meet-cute.

Rasmus never liked to eavesdrop on conversations, but for this one, he had to.

He heard it in the coffee shop, the line unusually long today as he waited to order his go-to drink. He heard a booming, deep, and pretentious voice going on and on and on and on and on – and then, in the tiniest moments in between, the hint of a girl’s voice, trying to get a word in edgewise but ultimately being unable to say anything of true substance. He tried to keep looking down at his phone, tried to keep his eyes stuck on the screen and keep himself out of it like a good person, but all hope was lost as he kept hearing the guy’s tone of voice.

“History? You’re seriously majoring in history?”

When Rasmus looked up, trying to locate the people associated with the voices he heard, he didn’t have to try hard: against the wall of the café sat a guy in a hoodie with varsity-style lettering and jeans. He exuded confidence and pompousness, leaning forward into the table with dark brown hair perfectly fixed. The girl across from him, with dirty blonde hair pinned back on one side with bobby pins, wearing a knit sweater and jeans, had her hands wrapped around the disposable cup that held her coffee. She looked ready to bolt at any second.

“You don’t think history is interesting?” she asked, her voice strained at the words coming out of his mouth.

“Didn’t say I thought it was uninteresting. It’s just – what are you even going to do with a major in history?”

They had to have been students from the University of Toronto, Rasmus thought. He was sort of close to the campus, and judging by their conversation, they had to be students. The guy definitely looked the part with his hoodie and, if he was being honest, so was the girl. In an alternate universe, he would probably be in the same position because of his age. But he wasn’t. He looked down at his phone to see if a text he was waiting for came through, but it didn’t, so he kept listening.

“I don’t know. A teacher, a—maybe I’ll get my Master’s or my PhD and become a professor,” the girl said.

“Oh wow, a history teacher. How original,” the guy remarked.

“Well, what are you going to do with your degree?”

“My bachelor of commerce? Work in business obviously,” the guy said arrogantly. “Get a job at a big bank, or start my own based on my connections.”

“Your connections.”

“I went to Ambrose College, and the alumni network available to me basically guarantees me a job once I get my diploma.”

Rasmus found himself rolling his eyes. The guy began to ramble on and on about his private, all-boys high school experience, and the vast alumni network available to him because he went there and graduated with their diploma. If Rasmus was being honest, the guy looked and sounded like a straight-up douchebag. But when he looked back up at them, after he’d ordered his coffee and moved to the side to wait, he saw something completely different in the eyes of the girl. Instead of looking at the guy, she was looking around the café – looking for some sort of out. He didn’t blame her. The guy was so pretentious it was making his head spin, and Rasmus wasn’t even on the date with him. He could only imagine what this poor girl was going through. Rasmus could tell she was nervous from her eyes dancing, and the way she clutched at the coffee cup like it was her crutch for this God-awful conversation – well, one-sided conversation – she was having with this douchebag. Rasmus felt sorry for her. She was pretty enough, and no girl deserved to be on such a horrible date.

“What school did you go to?” the guy eventually asked.

“Oh, uh, just some school up north in the countryside – nothing as famous as your school or anything,” the girl said, her voice nervous. “Hey, I think I sh—”

“U of T let you in? Wow. Girls like you from the boonies take up so many spots! I mean, not like any of my buddies went into history or anything, but it’s still a spot,” he said.

“I—wow,” the girl practically gasped out. “I earned my spot, you know.”

“That’s what all the girls say. Especially the engineering girls. But we all know how true that is.”

“Listen, I really think—”

“—What college did you say you were in, Lucy?—”

“—It’s Lusine—”

“—Was it SMC? The Catholic one? Aren’t Catholics known for, like, their acts of charity?—”

“—Listen—”

“Lusine?” Rasmus interrupted.

The girl – Lusine – looked up at him from her seat at the table. So did the guy. Lusine had a ‘GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!!!’ look on her face, and Rasmus could read her like a book. He was going to do what he had to do – be her knight in shining armour. It didn’t matter that he had no clue who she was, and she had no clue who he was. She needed to get out of the situation, and he was going to help her out of it. “Lusine, I haven’t seen you in ages!” he exclaimed.

“Oh my God, William!” she exclaimed, jumping out of her seat and hugging him like they were old, long-lost friends, grasping on to him for dear life. “I can’t believe—you’re here! We ran into each other! Are you back from British Columbia for something?”

“Ah, you know, brother’s getting married,” he played along expertly, giving her a warm smile. “What have you been up to? I take it you’re still rocking it at U of T? I’d love to catch up.”

Lusine finally smiled – a real, genuine smile. He could tell. She would obviously take the opportunity. They both deserved Oscars for their performance. “I—I just—” she looked back at the guy. She pointed to Rasmus. “This is one of my old friends, William—and I haven’t seen him in ages and—"

“You don’t mind if I steal her, do you?” Rasmus stared directly into the guy’s eyes. He didn’t want to know his name and didn’t even care to either. The way he was speaking and treating Lusine was gross. “I just haven’t seen her since I moved to B.C two years ago.”

“I guess I don’t have a choice, do I?” the guy huffed. He looked up at Lusine, already grabbing at her purse. “I guess I’ll call you later and we can finish our chat?”

“Sure,” she answered absent-mindedly, keeping her eyes on Rasmus. “See ya.”

Lusine didn’t take a single look back as she exited the café with Rasmus, walking beside him until they knew they were out of view. When they were far enough away from the café – far enough that even if the guy looked out the window and down the street he wouldn’t see them – they looked at each other and burst into a fit of laughter. That was when Rasmus noticed Lusine’s smile – giant and wide and electric – with a hint of complete innocence behind it, and brighter than anything he’d seen at the café. And that’s when Lusine noticed Rasmus’s smile too – giant and wide and electric, with a hint of mischief behind it, and brighter than the guy’s smile, that was for sure. Even his voice was better, since Lusine could tell he had a hint of an accent.

“God, that was awful!” she exclaimed in between laughs, shaking her head at what had just happened. “Could you hear him?”

“Oh yeah,” Rasmus nodded. “What a dick.”

“Thank you for getting me out of whatever that was,” she said. “You’re a great actor.”

“You’re not so bad too.”

“I—I’m Lusine, by the way,” she stuck out her hand. This was new to her. Lusine didn’t introduce herself to random men who saved her from awkward situations. But ever since she moved to Toronto, she knew she had to broaden her horizons and put herself out there more. She’d promised herself. She needed to do things like this. “What’s your real name?”

“Rasmus,” he said, making sure he sounded Swedish when he said it. He thought it was cooler that way, if he said it in an accent. Maybe it would be impressive. Maybe she’d like it better. Maybe she’d smile more and he’d get to see her smile more and she’d get to see his smile more and—

“Well thank you Rasmus,” she said. “Dang, I didn’t even remember to grab my coffee.”

“I’ll get you another one,” Rasmus offered before he could even realize what he was saying. He was being bold and he knew it. She just learned his name five seconds ago. “There’s another good coffee place my actual friend William and I go to all the time,” he said.

Rasmus saw a flash of surprise and hesitancy cross her face, and he didn’t blame her. Who the hell was he to be telling her he could get her another coffee? That meant spending more time together. That meant casual conversation, walking somewhere together, and knowing each other’s coffee order. Well, knowing her coffee order. Coffee orders were serious business.

But.

To his surprise, he saw Lusine nod her head. “Uh, okay,” she said. She was still hesitant, still nervous. “Do—do you mind if I just call my roommate? So that she knows where I am?”

“Of course,” Rasmus said, giving her some space.

He realized what this looked like. He realized she was probably going to make up some excuse, and for good reason, because again, who the hell was he? She was probably calling her roommate to come get her. It’s what she probably would have done if he hadn’t shown up to the café and saved her from the awful date. He stood awkwardly, trying not to watch as she paced back and forth slightly as she spoke on the phone with her roommate.

Suddenly, she turned towards him. They were a way’s away from each other, so she had to raise her voice slightly. “Where are we going?” she asked, covering the speaker of her phone.

“Jimmy’s Coffee,” he answered. He watched as she said it into the receiver.

Lusine looked back at him, another smile on her face. “My roommate wants to know if you’re a serial killer.”

A large, charming smile spread across his face. “No. Just Rasmus.”

[levisgirll]

Hi! I love your work so much! Could you do a oneshot/hc about y/o and Levi having a crush on each other. Hange knows that and asks y/o why won't she confess to him. Y/O is insecure coz she's younger than him by 5 + years and she thinks that Levi wouldn't want her coz she thinks that he thinks she's childish (lol how many thinks). Thanks!

𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

→ Text: Hi there sweet anon! Thank you for letting me know that you love my work 🥺 that makes me happy! And this is such a cute idea♡ ♡ I hope you enjoy this and let me know what you think about it if you can! Hope you see this and sorry it took awhile :,( Also, while writing this I was inspired by this song called kiss u better by Katzù Oso and Lady (Hear Me Tonight) by Modjo 🥰 they both were stuck in my head when I got your request!

Synopsis: Y/N and Levi have known each other for quite awhile now. Levi clearly likes Y/N, but she feels hesitant to take things further with Levi since they are both at university(when he is ready for that!) but won’t cause she is quite nervous and insecure. Levi and even Hanji notices that, and with that Levi takes his chance and tries to win his lover’s heart after a party at Zeke’s place. To make her finally have trust in him to give him a chance, and to prove to her that he would be a great man to y/n! Finally to open her heart again back to love <3 so find out what happens! (I promise you, you won’t regret this c: many soft and fluff levi!)

cute fluff, university modern au, headcanon imagine ♡ —

It was obvious, to everyone in their university course, also around campus, that Levi and Y/N totally had a crush on each other.

But Y/N is hesitant, even though though she might have a feeling that Levi might like her too, with the many moments they shared together, the times they went out together after lectures to go to the café, walking her home, watching sunsets together (but, Levi is watching you instead) and talk out their struggles and feelings, always texting and calling her to just at least hear from her everyday, buying her snacks and food to make sure she ate, all the time going out with her to any events, would bend down and tie her shoes for her if he saw undone, and also going to the shopping mall with her to just be by her side when she shopped all around. 

During long trips too or taking the bus to the university, Y/N and Levi would swap seats, she wanted the window and Levi wanted to look at you instead.

Would definitely come over to your place during the days you didn’t eat or make any food, expect him to cook for you and especially clean your place! And you both would spend the evening at the balcony, watching the nightsky and if it was a bit chilly or there was a cold breeze, he would give you his jacket. “Tch, Don't want you catching a cold.”

Levi would also give her and buy her some flowers on special days such as her birthday, celebrations, and would just give you some if you ever felt sad! He wanted to see you happy all the time <3 

Everyone at first thought Y/N and Levi were a couple and Levi was just being shy about it to not mention or talk about it. But in fact, it was Y/N who didn’t try and push the relationship to the next step. As she was feeling quite reluctant about it, feeling insecure that she was younger than him by 5 years and thought Levi was just doing all of these things to her as a ‘nice act’ and being polite and respectful. But, Y/N has no idea that one of Levi’s top love language was actually ‘acts of service’!

Levi is not the kind of man who would just do all of these things just randomly to someone unless he knows them pretty well and if he over does them, then he actually loves them! He would only do these things for Y/N knowing that she would like it, and he would honestly give up his time for you, and you only.

It was a long tiring day at university, but finally it was the last lecture for the day and the end of the first Semester! Y/N got up and took her stuff, ready to leave the lecture hall when Hanji jumped from behind her, giving her a hug around her shoulder. “Y/N! We finally finished!” Hanji said in their usual happy and cheerful tone. You smiled at Hanji and patted their head, “Yup, and the semester break started.” You said as you both left, heading to the university café. 

Hanji smirked and elbowed Y/N to the side, “Soooo, I have been realizing for quite a while that you and Levi are getting at it, Huh.” Hanji said with a wink and started drinking their iced coffee drink, looking at Y/N who their cheeks started to heat up.

“W-What? It’s not what you are thinking though...” You mumbled and started to take your own drink, sipping it and looking away. “No way. You both are STILL not dating?! Why don’t you just confess to him? I can’t handle it anymore, you both are clearly in love with each other!” Hanji now started to squeal and was amazed how you and Levi were still not taking your relationship to the next step after being with him for such a long time. “Quiet down! I don’t want anyone to hear. But...I’m not sure, he might just think I am childish a-and might not want me..” You mumbled the last part and then gave out a sad sigh while looking down to your shoes, you were quite down about it whenever you thought about how you badly wanted to confess your feelings to him, but with how older he was to you, you probably just thought he was better off with someone else. You really did love him, but....does he? With the way he constantly checks up on you and asks about you, Y/N just wondered that he might just only do that cause he only worries for her only.

“Y/N! Wake up girl. Have ever you seen him treat you like this to anyone else? No!” Hanji wanted so badly to let you know that Levi did actually have a crush on you, but they promised Levi (well was threated by Levi) that they wouldn’t tell her.

You were about to question and ask about what Hanji meant when suddenly, Connie, Sasha and Mikasa came by. “Yo! Did you guys hear?” Connie said with a grin and brought a chair to join them, while Sasha and Mikasa tagged along giving you a little wave. “There is gonna be a party at Zeke’s place tonight! He invited us! I heard it’s gonna be crazy though.” 

“As long there is free food, I am in!” Sasha said with a nod, already planning what she will eat first when she first goes there. Mikasa looked at you and then asked, “Y/N, if you are going. I’ll tag along.” She said while looking at you, waiting for a response. Zeke was a popular guy at your university and course, he knew everyone and everyone seemed to like him. You were once placed in the same group project with him and he helped you out a lot, and even during exams he seemed to be friendly enough to share you his notes to you! Y/N never got the chance to have a proper chat with him though. 

But instead Hanji replied yelling out, “Oh hell Yea I am in! I never had the chance to hang out with Zeke, but I so wanna go to this party! Y/N Let’s go Please!” Hanji begged, giving you their usual puppy eyes and you sighed while getting up from your seat. “I’ll see and let you guys know.” You sighed and when you looked at your friends, all of them looked behind you and had a surprised look on their face. You went blank, and turned around slowly. Shit.

It was, Zeke. “Hey There.” Zeke said with a smirk and approached you closer, “Y/N, Yea?” 

You stood there, all shocked and surprised, how the ‘cool popular guy’ from your university is actually talking to you right now. You felt all eyes on you and your friends were all there, their eyes widen and were seeing what the hell was gonna happen.

“Y-Yea. Um, do you need something?” Y/N said in a nervous tone, not sure what to say or do. “Yea, Come tonight to my party.” Zeke said bluntly, and you were about to question him why when Hanji suddenly held both of your shoulders and yelled out. “Yes Yes! We are all coming!”

“Great! See you all tonight, and you too...Y/N.” Zeke said in a flirty tone while he kept his eyes on you, then walked off. You just stood there, all surprised and taken aback at how quickly things escalated. “Hanji...Seriously?” You let out a sigh and decided to walk out of the café, while Mikasa, Hanji, Connie and Sasha tagged you along. All talking about what to wear and when they are going.

As you were walking with them, you got a text message. When you saw who it was, you made a big smile.

Levi: Hey, Where are you now?

Y/N: With the others, still at campus though. Something up?

Levi: No. Also, was wondering what are your plans for tonight.

You stopped walking, and stood still, and you felt your cheeks go hot. You really liked it when Levi asked you out for hang outs.

Y/N: Well, Hanji and the others are begging me to go to Zeke’s party. So going there tonight. 

Levi:....Okay, I am coming too. Don’t go in without me.

“Oh, Levi is coming too.” You said aloud to yourself but Hanji heard it and was so shocked. “Levi? You mean Levi ACKERMAN? That guy never ever goes out with any of us, especially to parties.” 

After hearing what Hanji said, you wondered and thought, maybe just maybe....he might like you? But you later shook the thought off away from your mind.

You decided in the end to go and just meet your friends and Levi in front of Zeke’s place. You started to get ready once you got back to your place as the evening was approaching wore your favourite outfit, and just get the night over with. Hopefully nothing crazy happens right? I mean you had Levi and your other friends. So surely, it will be okay.

The night approached, and you were outside Zeke’s place, his house was huge as expected from a popular university student. You suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder and you turned to see the person you loved most, Levi.

“O-Oh, Hey!!” You quickly said, quite taken aback with his sudden appearance. “Was trying to call you out but guess you didn’t hear me.” He said with a teasing tone and went to hug you gently. He noticed what you wore, and to him anything you wore always looked beautiful and pretty to his eyes, he just wanted to say it and say how great you looked but he knew he could not do that. “You good? Where is four eyes and the others.” He said trying to ignore his thought while he had a slight faint blush which you didn’t notice.

“Soon, they are coming. Lets go in though, I think Miche and some others went ahead too.” You said looking around and as you started to head in, Levi held you hand and said calmly but had a nervous tone in him. “Wait um, I don't want us to separate so c-can I hold your hand?” Levi said but then quickly looked away, cursing himself for stuttering like an idiot in front of the the girl he loves.

You felt your face burning up and you held out your hand to him, and nodded, to which he gently held your hand and you both entered inside Zeke’s place. Wondering what the other side awaits.

--

It was crowded, too crowded. You felt nervous but with Levi’s soft touch holding your hand tightly, you felt relieved and safe, he was there holding you tightly, making sure no one weird was behind you and he would let you walk in front of him as he put his hand on your shoulder. Levi was honestly keep his eye out for you, it was his instinct to protect you and always making sure you are comfortable and safe. Afterall, you did mean a lot to him.

“Hey! Y/N came and Woah....Levi!” Miche yelled out waving at the both of you while Nanaba was by his side smirking at you two. You quickly let go of Levi’s hand and went away from him, Levi glanced at you on his side, a bit hurt how you let your hand go, how he didn't get to feel your touch anymore.

“Tch....What is it.” Levi said in his usual annoyed tone and gave them his stoic expression because of how they interrupted, and making Y/N letting go of him. “Zeke was waiting for you guys, Come on.” Nanaba said while a grin and kept her hand around Y/N’s shoulder to guide her and Levi to where Zeke and the others are at. Apparently he gathered around certain people and you and your other friends where among them!

You saw all your friends, Jean, Mikasa, Armin, Eren, Sasha, Connie and Hanji and many others you recognize! You spotted Zeke talking to Pieck Finger, another popular girl in your university and once you both had eye contact together, he got up and waved at you. “Hey you came!” Zeke said with a happy tone and approached you, he then noticed Levi who was clearly glaring at him. “Oh. Levi.” Zeke said bluntly and looked away from him, completely ignoring Levi and gave Y/N a smirk. “Let’s begin the fun, sweetheart?” You were taken aback when he called you that, Wait..did he actually call me that?

This fucking bastard. Levi thought as he was trying to control himself not to twist the guy’s hand when he placed his hand on your shoulder.

“Okay everyone listen up! Since the first semester finished, and to celebrate. To have a little fun, I decided let’s all play Drink or Dare!” Everyone now got hyped up and gathered around, sitting in the coaches and were all excited. You had a weird gut feeling about this as you sat next to Jean while Levi followed you and leaned aganist the coach side with his arms crossed, completely not interested in what the hell Zeke is doing, but he was just here for you.

“But...If no one does the Dare I tell them, you have to drink something I made instead and nothing else.” He pointed at the big bottle that was on the table, it had a label saying Zeke’s Spinal Fluid which you found really odd for a drink to be called like that. Afterall, he was the kind of guy who would do these random things. You figured it might have been just a weird mixture of juices all together. You asked Armin to which he said that he was not even sure himself what was in the drink and would prefer to do the dares instead!

It went by turns and everyone seemed to have been doing the dares they were told to do, such as Jean getting a dare from Eren to call a random number and try to flirt with the person whoever picks up (and how he terribly failed on that, making everyone laugh like crazy). Overall, the night was going great and everyone seemed to having fun, including yourself! Although, you did not notice though that Levi, this whole time couldn’t take his eyes off you and Zeke noticed that instead. This was now Zeke’s time to ‘shine’.

“Okay. I got a dare for you. Y/N.” Zeke said with a smirk, looking directly at your eyes with his arms crossed, which made you jolt a bit, and this got everyone’s attention. Everyone was now curious what kind of dare Zeke would give you.

“Hm...” He stood there thinking and pushing his glasses a bit up, Levi started to slowly get irritated and was ready to beat this guy up anytime. He hated how he caught Zeke seductively looking at you and would sometimes add in flirty comments to you during the game, he found him extremely annoying and hated him even more.

“I dare you to kiss me.” He said bluntly with a grin, this made everyone yell out with a surprise, especially Hanji. “Oh my god! How lucky of her, Zeke is a great kisser Y/N!” Pieck said with a giggle, as soon as Zeke was gonna approach you, Levi got up and stood in front of him.

“Fuck that. I’m not gonna allow it.” Levi said with such a enraged and threatening tone while he glared at Zeke. Levi’s eyebrows frowned and his jawline was now tensed up, he was now ready to fucking kill the guy. How could he even make such a dare to Y/N? Levi clearly knew that he was trying to get on his nerves ever since he met him. 

“I mean....I asked Y/N. And if not, she needs to drink. I mean it is part of the game!” Zeke said playfully while looking at you. Y/N now felt worried, she definitely did not want her first kiss to be with Zeke! and also she definitely did not want to drink Zeke’s drink as she felt very uncomfortable about it. But, she mostly felt worried for Levi, worried if he would actually beat up the popular guy and getting in trouble of it because of her!

Y/N quickly got up and held on Levi’s arm which made him slowly control his anger a bit with Zeke. But what happened next shocked you.

Levi went to the table, picked up  Zeke’s Spinal Fluid drink and poured the whole drink on the floor. “No. Fuck you and your game anyways shit face.” Levi said in a pissed tone, his jaw still clenched and he gave Zeke such an intense eye contact which actually scared him a bit and took a step back, away from Levi. Everyone now was all shocked by what Levi did, they never saw him go this mad or angry, and the fact that it was because of this dare to Y/N was even more shocking. Most of the reason is also because Levi would never tolerate anyone who would make you feel uncomfortable or put you in a situation you didn’t like.

Levi then, just grabbed your hand and took you out of the room, and out of his place, you just held his hand tightly, looked at his back, his undercut and your eyes would widen. Feeling all the butterflies now in your stomach slowly growing, and having also getting your fuzzy feeling. You loved how Levi just did that all, for you.

You haven’t even realized, after walking out for such a long time with Levi, still holding his hand and looking at him from behind. You felt shy and even nervous to say anything, Y/N then looked around and realized they ended up in small garden park and Levi gestured you towards a bench to sit that was near the both of you.

“Hey. You okay?” Levi said, looking down at you with both of his hands in his pockets, focusing on your eyes and facial expressions for any sign of you feeling scared or uncomfortable. But found none, and instead you were calm and happy.

“Yup. Thanks Levi.” You said shyly and looked away. It was now quiet between the both of you. Levi wondered and thought to himself, why did he react like that earlier. He could have just easily walked you out with him and not say anything or even not pour the whole drink away, ruining the game and the mood. But, he didn’t care. Levi did then admit to himself that he actually felt a bit jealous when he saw how other guys tried to approach you, how they talked to you, and how you smiled at them when he barely gets to see that from you sometimes (and it was just because you were shy when it comes to your crush, Levi).

And Zeke, made it all worse and terrible for him. He hated how he just had the audacity to just flirt with you and touch you, Levi swore the next time he sees him, he will make sure to twist his arm.

He looked back at you, and then mumbled something, which got Y/N’s attention. “Hm? I didn’t quite hear that. What did you say?” You said in a curious tone and looked up at Levi, who was shyly looking away from you, and he started to slowly go red.

“I said....” Levi then mumbled it again the last few words. ‘What?!’ You thought to yourself, all confused and Levi then sigh and looked at you. Finally saying what was in his mind tonight to you. He didn’t care anymore, just being at the party tonight and all made him realize that he had to let you know how he really felt.

“Tch...I said that...I can kiss you better than that shit face.” You stood there, feeling as if your whole face burned up, and you jolted up from your seat. Not believing what he actually said. Levi then looked at you, and you could see his cheeks go red, feeling all embarrassed and flustered while scratching the back of his head. Oh my god. Was your words on repeat in your head this whole time.

Now, Levi had an internal monologue on whether what he was gonna do and say was the right or wrong thing. But it was now or never to tell Y/N whom he knew for quite a while that he was in love with her. He couldn't handle this foreign feeling he kept feeling all the time with you and every time he tried to avoid it, it kept growing. 

He then mastered all his courage and took your hand and slightly pulled it while caressing it. “I hope that it’s true...”

“What it?” You said quietly but still having your shocked expression.

“If you are feeling what I am feeling now....Please let me know that it’s real.” Now, he sounded real soft, and he was begging you to finally give him a chance, to let him know and not to ignore this feeling you both shared, it was hard for him to even explain it and say it in words to you and he hoped you got his message. “Just hear me out tonight.” Even thought he was feeling a bit overwhelmed at how you might still not accept him and this. You were shocked, and surprised because this whole time you thought Levi wouldn’t want someone like you. He wouldn’t confess unless he knew for sure you reciprocated this feeling he had, but he wanted to hear it from you.

You nodded slightly and finally looked at him, at his eyes which was now glisten and realizing his love for you is real, while his pupil size increases, looking at you.

“Y/N, I’m falling for you. And, I can’t get you out of my mind.” He now took your other hand, and pulled you a bit slower, still looking at your eyes. “I am feeling love for the first time when it comes with you...I can also tell by the look in your eyes that...you do too.” He said gently and brought his hand to softly touch your side cheek, you felt his cold fingers warming up your cheek that you still felt burning up.

“So....Please let me love you. And give me a chance?” You finally felt your heart warm up but also melt at the same time, the fuzzy feeling kept on growing and your eyes now soften, to your eyes now tearing up, letting out your emotions. You felt happy and loved. And you thought, at long last love has arrived for Y/N, one which you craved a lot, especially from Levi. You decided to open your heart up for him and it was the best decision you ever made. Levi understood your actions and gave you a big smile, not even words can describe how he was feeling too, and he then, slowly went closer and closer to your face, to your lips, and finally. Levi kissed you. A sweet kiss under the beautiful moonlight, one you won't ever forget. Is this how love feels? How a kiss feels? Apparently it was Levi’s first kiss too and even though you both weren’t sure how to do it, you both didn’t mind, cause now you both are together, having each other, and with time Love would guide you both ♥

If only this happened sooner you wondered as you both kept on kissing and trying to kiss again and again to get the hang of it. He was happily and willing to listen if you just let him know how you were feeling from the start, but the same thing could be said to him too. And, he never found you childish, and instead he found you as his girl, which he can now say proudly.

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬: Apparently, it turned out that Zeke played out an act and everyone was part of it! It was mainly Hanji’s plan just to get Levi’s nerves and to make him or either you confess both of your feelings ASAP as everyone in your university campus was shipping you both so hard. But now, Zeke is scared shit of Levi and he would never do this again, never listening and following Hanji’s plan ever again.

wow I actually loved how this work turned out!♡ I really hope you like this anon and everyone else who read this I hope you enjoyed it too🥺 Please let me know by leaving a like, a reblog or a message! 

[pizza-is-my-buziness]

sam & deena, coffee shop date with maybe some cuddling? thank u :-)

Coffee shop date with pseudo-cuddling because I wanted to keep this set soon after the movie? Yes. Thanks for the prompt!

One thing Deena is starting to realize is that Sunnyvale isn’t so terrible in small doses.

Of course, it doesn’t hurt that the curse being broken seems to have taken everyone down a peg or two and with the scales starting to balance out a little bit, it’s getting harder and harder to tell the difference between the two sides of Union County. Not that Deena wants to spend all her time in Sunnyvale or anything, but it’s not all bad.

Especially not when Sunnyvale has one specific advantage going for it, one that comes in the form of blonde hair and blue eyes, a dimpled smile, a sparkling laugh.

Deena parks in the Cool Beans parking lot, rolling her eyes at the name like she’s done the other handful of times she’s come here and it’s exactly the kind of place she never would’ve been caught dead in if not for Sam. Shadyside has coffee shops after all. Coffee shops without stupid names. But, once again, this coffee shop as something they don’t…blonde hair, blue eyes…blah blah blah.

She really is a sucker.

The bell overhead chimes as Deena pulls the door open and the place is already crowded with people even though it’s a Wednesday afternoon and school has only been out for thirty-five minutes. And yes, Deena knows this exactly because she’s gotten the time it takes to drive from Shadyside High to Sunnyvale down to a science. Most of the people occupying the café’s many tables and available counter space seem to be the type of teenagers that wouldn’t last thirty-five minutes in a Shadyside High classroom but most of them don’t bother to even glance in Deena’s direction when she walks in. Not that Deena thinks she would even notice if they did, her own attention focused on scanning the clusters of people for the only face that really matters.

Sam is already there, sitting by the window with her chin in her hand and her gaze on something on the opposite side of the street. Deena smiles, watching her for about as long as she can before it starts to border on creepy instead of endearing, tracing the curves of Sam’s profile with her eyes in the same way that she does as often as she can with her fingers and lips.

As though drawn by the feeling of her stare, Sam looks over her shoulder and her eyes find Deena immediately without even a beat of hesitation and she smiles and okay Sunnyvale isn’t that bad because Deena thinks she would do just about anything if it would make Sam look at her like that.

“It’s about time,” Sam teases as Deena sits down across from her. “I was starting to think you’d forgotten.”

“About coffee?” Deena says, scoffing. “Yeah right.”

Of course, Sam has already gotten her drink and when Deena takes a sip, it’s perfect. The exact cream to sugar to coffee ratios that Deena uses when she makes her own coffee and it warms her all the way down, adding to the heat already pooling in her stomach.

Love, she thinks, is someone knowing your coffee order.

“Hi,” Sam says, her eyes lingering on Deena’s in a way that feels almost like a kiss but not quite. She slips her foot closer, letting it hook around Deena’s ankle and that, too, feels as close to a kiss in a crowded coffee shop as they’re going to get at the moment. “How was your day? Still boring without me?”

Deena smiles and she wonders if she can blame the sudden jumping of her heart on the coffee. “Oh no, it’s perfect. It gets better every day, in fact.”

Sam lifts her eyebrows. “Oh really?”

“Yup. They’re making me homecoming queen and everything. It’s kinda sad that no one else even stood a chance but I can’t ignore my adoring fans.”

Sam laughs, rolling her eyes, and yeah, so what? So what if Deena is sitting in a stupid coffee shop with a stupid name wearing a stupid smile on her face and making stupid jokes. There are plenty of straight couples making stupid heart eyes across the table at each other all over this place, so what if Deena wants to make a pretty girl laugh? Everyone can just mind their business.

“I’m jealous,” Sam says with a shrug. “The only exciting thing that happened to me was an A on my calculus test.”

Deena grins, unable to resist the urge to reach across the table and take Sam’s hand. “What? Sam! That’s awesome.”

“Thanks.” Sam’s cheeks color and she shrugs. “I mean…I had a pretty great tutor.”

“Yeah,” Deena agrees with a nod. “She is pretty great.”

She gets another eye roll in response, but Sam doesn’t pull her hand away. Neither of them do as they continue to talk about the things that have happened since they’d seen each other a few days before, or since the phone call they’d managed to sneak in before Sam’s mother had come home from work on Monday afternoon. Deena thinks she’s only half-paying attention to most of what Sam is saying anyway, seeing as the feeling of Sam’s thumb brushing against her wrist is pretty distracting. But entirely worth it.

Eventually, they take their school work out of their bags, spreading it across the table to give credibility to the lie that Sam tells her mother each week about where she goes on Wednesdays after school. Her mom just has no idea that the person helping Sam with her homework happens to be Deena Johnson, bad influence extraordinaire. Sam and their coffee shop dates aren’t the only reason Deena has started doing and actually turning in her own homework; something about the prospect of actually being able to get out of Shadyside and do something more with her life than sit around and get drunk in between her shifts has made her grades feel a little bit more important recently.

Though Sam doesn’t hurt either.

Little by little, the coffee shop starts to empty out, the noise falling to a low murmur and soon the hour is approaching early evening and only the baristas and one older guy reading the paper have stuck around to keep Sam and Deena company. And even though she knows it’s coming, Deena still feels the familiar stab of disappointment when Sam sighs and says, “I guess I should go,” as she glances at the time on her watch.

At least leaving the coffee shop doesn’t come with an immediate goodbye. At least there is still a little bit more time with Sam to look forward to, something that Deena is never going to take for granted. The last few times they’d met up at the coffee shop, they’d ended up lingering in the parking lot, sitting in the backseat of Deena’s car and indulging in the closeness they hadn’t allowed themselves before. Now, with no one around to notice, it feels like a no brainer to pull Sam closer, to kiss her in the quiet of the car’s backseat.

Sam lays her head on Deena’s shoulder and Deena takes her hand, running her thumb along Sam’s knuckles. It’s not quite the same as listening to music in the safety of Deena’s bedroom, but it beats having to scale the trellis to avoid Sam’s mom if she happens to come home from work early and, really, Deena thinks she could be anywhere as long as it’s with Sam.

“We’re still on for Saturday, right?” Sam asks, her breath warm against the crook of Deena’s neck.

Deena scoffs. “Uh, duh. Interview with a Vampire? Again. Like I would miss it. I’ve been, like, dying to-”

“Stop.” Sam laughs, sitting up and kissing Deena for good measure. “You’re terrible.”

“You know, if you just want to make out with me in a movie theater, you can just say so.”

Sam takes her face in her hands, meeting her eyes. “I just want to make out with you in a movie theater,” she says solemnly.

Deena grins and wonders if Sam can hear the way that her heart is suddenly galloping in her chest, because it feels embarrassingly loud to Deena. Sam kisses her, and it doesn’t help to quiet the pounding in Deena’s chest but it does give her something to focus on instead.  

[ickymichi]

Denji having a crush on someone who ISNT makima and ISNT fucking crazy. Just a normal stupid person. Please.

TA- DA!!

warnings: fluff, denji being a qt <3

word count: 1k

<3 note: tyssm for this i luv u 🧎‍♀️🤲. psa me n all the homies hate makima‼️🗣 also anyone pls request denji i luv writing for my bby. reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

hotboyissei 2021

The ding of the bell on the door of the small café brought your head up from the countertop you here cleaning. Instantly you recognised the blonde head of hair bouncing towards you. “oh hello again denji! Would you like what you always have?”. For the past two weeks denji had been coming to the same café every afternoon he wasn’t busy to- well for two things really. 1) for the amazing coffee, teas and delicious desserts. And 2) for him to see you, one would say it was just a teenage crush, no denji was sure It was love, that he was the one for you. Ms. Makima couldn’t compare to the beauty you held, no she could never. And you were so kind to him, always sitting down beside him to chat about his and your lifestyles, until your annoying boss would come giving out about you slacking off. Yes, he was certain it was love between the two of you.

Which is why today was the day he’d ask you out on an actual date. It took a lot of courage and guidance from Aki but he was finally here standing infront of you. “oh umm actually I came to ask ya something.” Cocking your head to the side slightly you placed down the cleaning rag and made your way around the counter to stand in front of him. “oh? Well then okay! What is it?”. Wait, he didn’t actually think he’d get this far. ‘Think, think, think idiot, what did Aki tell you?’ he thought to himself trying to go back through his and Aki’s conversation before he left. Not realising how long he was standing there thinking you reached forward and softy tapped his shoulder. “denji? Is everything okay?”. Feeling your hand on his shoulder his flushed face shot up to look at yours. “huuh?! Oh yeah! Everythings fine. Pl-please come on a date with me!” he clenched his eyes shut after finishing his sentence, not wanting to see you laughing at his silly question. After not hearing your laughter he peeled open one eye and seen you looking at him with a soft smile on your face. “of course, i’d love to go on a date with you denji! i have the day off on Friday so how about then?”. He stood opposite you with wide eyes like he just saw a devil for the first time. He shook his head to get out of his daze and then nodded his head rapidly. “Fridays great! See you then (y/n) bye bye!”.

And with that he ran out the café door with a proud smile on his face going back home to shove it in Aki and powers face. “Awe yeah baby woohoo!” he shouted out and jumped up into the air, not realising you could still see him and laughed at the boy.

Friday came quicker than both of you expected and now you’re walking towards a bouncing denji who jogs to meet you halfway. “hi (y/n)! these are for you!” he pulls a paper bag of cookies from behind his back and pushing them towards your hands. You look into the bag and see them and surprisingly they smell amazing. “awe thank you denji, did you make these?”. He looks at you and blinks twice before responding, “oh no I bought them over there” he smiles, showing his sharp teeth while pointing to a small shop to your left. You couldn’t contain your laughter and he felt his cheeks grow hot again when looking at your wide smile. “Let’s go!”. He abruptly says and takes your free hand in his own. You didn’t expect him to be so forward so when he grabbed the said limb, you couldn’t help but look down at his hand engulfing you own. it’s rough and calloused, but it’s a nice contrast against your soft palm.

The day consisted of denji brining you to the cinema to see a scary movie- the whole time you had a hand on his forearm and ducked into his shoulder when an especially scary scene popped up. And yes, you did have one of those cliché ‘hands touching when reaching for popcorn moments’. He then walked around the shopping mall and went into nearly every shop, laughing when you would take turns to pick out ugly clothes and try them on. He did actually buy you something without you knowing, but he was gonna wait a bit till he gave it to you of course. A few hours later hunger overcame the both of you so denji found a fast food restaurant nearby and dug into the food.

By now the sky was dark and filled with starts so you decided to sit on a grass hill and gaze at the starts. After about 5 minutes silence denji sat up and pulled something from his pocket. Out of the corner of your eye you saw him fiddling with the box until he saw you looking over at him. “Ta-da! I got this for you, here you go.” Sitting up beside him you looked at the dainty box, gently taking it from his hands you opened it and felt your heart swell slightly. Inside was a small gold chain with your name in the middle. “I r-remembered you mentioned that you wanted to save for one a while ago so I got one for you.” Looking up from the box, a smile broke out and without thinking you lunged forward into his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck, the two of you crashing back down onto the ground. “woah! thank you so so much denji this is so sweet!, I don’t know how to thank you.” suddenly his eyes lit up and he smirked slightly before tapping his cheek. Immediately you knew what he wanted and you giggled softly before leaving in and placing a small kiss on his cheek. When you pulled back he was looking at you with that smile, the one where his cheeks are stretched and his sharp teeth on display. You gave him one more peck before leaning onto his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“thank you for today denji, it was the most fun i’ve had in a while.”

“oh, yeah of course!, does that mean we can do this again?”

“we can do it however time you’d like.”