#male reader x cod

[vrtvyg]

Imagine Soap who likes everyone

But hates Reader.

Reader who's overprotective of Johnny. and rides a motorcycle 😙 No NSFW this time.

He's so easy to get along with, it's no wonder even the Ghost himself doesn't mind Johnny by his side.

He maintains positive relations with almost everyone he meets, but for some reason, he just can't stand Reader. R's cool guy, sure, but something about the way R is always watching over him, like some helicopter parent... Or maybe it's the way he talks to him like a child, the constant "No Tav, you can't" or "That's bad, Soap" getting on his nerves worse than anything else. He's capable of handling himself without someone treating him like he's still some wee bairn, he's not, he's the youngest to pass selection, damnit! he can handle himself.

Reader, on the other hand, adores Johnny. Sees him as something precious. A treasure. Something that needs to be guarded in a dragons cave, away from the rest of the world. He knows Soap's more than capable, but how can he resist keeping an eye in his every move? He can't. not when he saw those bright blue eyes dim, brows pinched in pain. He has to make sure his darling Johnny is safe.

That's why R's so protective. Why when Soap's ready to jump into action, he jumps after him.

There's was this one time that Johnny thinks about often, pissing him off every time. He grew up loving cars, everything about cars, loves anything that can move, really, cars, boats, helicopters, bikes. Motorcycles were forbidden when he was a kid, one of his uncles got in a bad accident way before he was born and traumatized his poor ma. She called them death machines and would refuse to let him be anywhere near them. Didn't stop him from admiring, though.

and as soon he saw Reader on a big ol Harley, he practically ran over, letting out ooos and aahs, inspecting every inch of it. He had seen R drive around a few pretty birds on the back, giving them rides around the block.

"Mind if ah hop on the back, mate?"

"Absolutely not, Tav."

"No? Just wan'to go for ah lil ride."

"S' not happening. You don't even have a helmet- what if you-"

"Don't need a bloody helmet, I'll be fine, ah'll hol'on tight!"

No matter what it is, he acts like he's some fragile kid- It pisses him off.

[sunshinefox35]

Incorrect Quotes Pt 5

Can TF141 still be saved

König: Did it hurt when you fell-

Horangi: From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt-

König: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs.

Horangi: ...

König: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

Ghost: Why did you think that would be a good idea, Sergeant?! Reader: I didn’t say it was a good idea I just said I thought it would be fun, sir.

Soap: Could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective? König: *crouches down* Ghost *kneels down* Reader: *sits on the floor* Soap : ... Soap : I hate all of you.

MedicReader: Damn, the power went out.

Roach: Don’t worry, I’ve got this.

Roach: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*

MedicReader: What-?

Roach: I swallowed a glow stick!

MedicReader, on the verge of a heart attack: WHY WOULD YOU-

Gaz : Horangi and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us.

Price : What did you do?

Gaz : He chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and-

Horangi: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel?

Reader : Watcha doin? Roach: Stealing one of Ghost's masks Reader : Scandalous. Reader : Can I help?

*Rudy TEXTING Alejandro *

Rudy: Mi sol ( my Sunshine) Rudy: Baby Rudy: Angel Rudy: Mi Vida Rudy: Babe Rudy: If you don't answer me, the pet names are going to start getting meaner. Rudy: Bowl of cereal that's been sitting out for like an hour.

Soap: Change is inedible. Ghost: Don't you mean inevitable? Soap, spitting out coins: No, I did not.

MedicReader: Why would you think coins were edible?! Soap: Roach ate a coin in front of me so I tried it as well MedicReader: ... Ghost: he was eating chocolate coins Soap: Soap: ah

Price: What are you drinking? Reader: Vodka. Price: Straight? Reader: No, gay. Why?

König: Horangi, I'm sad. Horangi: *Holds out arms for a hug* Naww babe It’s going to be okay.

Soap: Ghost, I'm sad. Ghost, nodding: mood.

[burstinn]

OBSESSIVE

Obsessed! König x Male! Reader

Warnings and notes:

You have been kidnapped

No proofreading again lazy writing

Bad German/ some words are translated

Mentioning that you are just an ordinary guy that works in a cafe. Lee mao

You had a breakdown and are now unresponsive to König. Though the breakdown is not mentioned you are unresponsive now.

"Du bist mein Mann"

König would whisper in your ear, slowly caressing your face lovingly. He didn't care if you cried or screamed, he didn't care if you denied your love for him.

You are his Husband.

And you would learn that soon, you better learn it soon.

He would leave you in his basement for God knows how long. He hid you down here ever since.. He took you..

°°��

You are a normal man really. You work at a small Cafe inthe suburbs as an asisstant manager. You go to the grocers every Friday. You would greet the old lady to help her with her chores everytime you could.

You had a routine, you had a normal life.

Until he came, König he called himself.

"Ahh.. E.. Es Tut.. Mer.. I'm sorry are you closed?"

Though he looked and sounded intimidating, His eyes looked very.. Meek and nervous when you first met him.

König was wearing all dark clothes that day, a hoodie and mask covering his face. His towering figure over the counter almost scared you off into saying 'yes we're closed'. Maybe you should've just said you were closed. So you wouldn't be in this situation. Locked up under this house.

"Oh! No no don't worry! You can order don't worry. You can be my last customer"

You could only see a small shine of happiness and relief in his eyes when you said you were still open. You should've just told him to fuck off..

It was already tiring to clean the equipment and floors and after making his order you had to reclean in again. Past work hours. You should've left hours ago. But you decided to be nice that day... Why.

"I'm sorry.. How much should I pay?"

"It's okay, it's on the house.. You can have your order for free"

You smiled at him.

And that's when he would come over to the cafe.. Every time. He almost became a regular.

But König had strange breaks in between.

It would be 2 weeks, 6 months, 3 months, and 1 year.

He would never explain why, but you shouldn't really ask.. It's none of your business anyway.

You would simply put on a smile at him everytime, cheerily greeting him and already asking him if he was gonna have his same order.

Hell, you even just saved a room for him. A corner in the store, it's obvious by his first meeting he was an anxious man. And you felt for him so everytime maybe to ease him a bit.

You would always strike up a conversation. Even if he doesn't answer, you would talk.

And he eventually did start engaging in conversations. Slowly but surely he would become more lively around you.

He would ask you would answer, you would ask he would answer as well. It was good.

You even had a reason why he had strange long breaks in between visits to the cafe. Apparently, he is a Colonel of a military. What an interesting man, knows how to shout orders but can't speak properly when ordering something?

It was good. Life was good.

You had known König for long enough that you have his number, know his address and know everything about his simple interest.

So does he, even something simple you mentioned he would know. Even if you didn't remember you said that. It impressed you.

He would send you gifts even when he was still in his job in the military. One time he walked in wearing his uniform. Imagine your surprise when it was König, all wide eyed and mouth agape.

"Oh.. Hi! Uhm.. What's your order?"

"Hallo! I'll have my usual, bitte"

"... ", " König..?"

"Ja? Ich bin König!"

"OH MY GOD"

It was funny, he would even do it at times.. But it was obvious he would only do it just to tease you or make fun of you or something.

You would visit his house at times, funnily he would still cover his face around you.. Even though you were friends for like 7 or 8 years?

He even taught you some German.

You'd hang out with each other out of work if König or you had matching schedules to even hang out.

So you guys both plan ahead, never missing any hang outs. Lest one of you got an emergency call.

°°°

It was nice.. Simple.

You got a new friend, and you had a routine life.

All of that stopped when you got a text from König that he would be gone to the military for a few months. Of course you were saddened by that of course you sent your sad faces and good lucks.

Making your way to work, getting bombarded with customers. And annoyingly, having to fix a machine by yourself while you tell the rest of the employees to go home for the night. Really it just decided to break when it was way past the time to get home? Having to stay over work time once again really ticks people off. Especially when you don't get paid for your overtime.

Atleast the whole place was clean. You just needed to fix the machine, and it took about... You stayed there for 1.5 hours trying to fix it. Fucking dammit, An angry smashing of the plates and tables was an order but you were to tired to do any of that. Instead you make sure everything is in check before closing the lights, getting your stuff and locking the place up.

Fucking finally. You can go home and rest..

Walking your way back should've been simple, you should've been safe this was a tight knit community. Everyone knew everyone, even new comers. No one would try anything but you had to be the one.

All was well til you felt gloved hands grab you from behind. Shoving you hard against the ground, covering your mouth as they blindfolded you and gagged your mouth

Someone should've heard you, especially when you managed to slip away and ran for a few miles before getting caught again. Being dragged back to the dark..

"Bitte, es tut mer leid.. It's okay"

Imagine the betrayal, you stop struggling looking behind you to see your friend. Dragging you to his car and shoving you inside.. Not before tying you up. All the while apologizing and trying to explain something.

Not like you were listening, all that mattered was the fact you were being kidnapped by your best friend.

°°°

"Leibing, I'm back"

2 clicks then loud thuds coming from the stairs as he makes his way down to the makeshift room König prepared for you. A bed, a small bathroom, a small kitchen with all the supplies you needed. No knives, König was smart enough to think you would try to kill him.. But worse yourself. He can defend himself easily from you.

Especially that one time you managed to break off a piece from the cabinet and trying to stab him.

He made sure to lock you down here longer.

He's not a monster though. He knows you have a system to do things so every twice a week he would bring you outside. Monitored.

If he was out on his job, he would just open a makeshift window for you to bask in the sun while he was away.

He would always stock your food, even giving you snacks.

He gave you a T. V, books, magazines, small toys and games to keep yourself entertained.

He bought you new clothes, he brought you gifts from his travels.

"Liebe? Are you hiding?"

Peek around the corner. There you are. You're curled up in a ball. Tired and emotionless as usual.

"You haven't been sleeping again, have you?"

He walks over to you, wrapping you in his arms

" Ich liebe dich so sehr.. You know that right?"

"It's why I did this.. es ist für dich"

You don't answer

You stopped answering just a few weeks ago

König missed your old personality, where was the cheerful you? The one who would strike up the conversation first.

But König knew why, He knew the consequences way back when he planned on doing this.

He planned this for so long to have you.

He could live with the changes, He could live with the fact that you probably hate him now.

Stockholm Syndrome was his hope of you loving him back, but he knew it would take a while. He can be patient, he waited long enough.

He cupped your face, lifting up his hood slightly to give you a loving kiss.

You stopped fighting back as well.

"Ich kann auf dich warten"

[simonsrileyhusband]

photos of simon you took:

photos of simon that johnny/kyle send you:

photos simon send you:

(the guys in the photo are johnny and kyle)

[kruegerspillow]

sleeping with simon riley includes...

a bunch of coughing and groaning in the middle of the night (yeah... he needs to stop smoking)

random muttering and mumbling from him/you

nightmares. he will literally jump out of the bed which causes you to be startled sometimes (he offered to sleep on the couch due to his nightmares....)

his hands roaming around your body as if he wants to memorize every part of you (he does)

cuddles of course !!! it doesnt matter if hes the big or small spoon he just needs to be with you.

either of you falling off of the bed, at least once in a while

the blankets being left aside because simon says its gonna be 'too hot' (no, he just wants to be your personal heater lmao)

laying on top of each other. yeah, you might end up sleeping with your head resting against his chest.

HAIR STROKING. will stroke your hair until you fall asleep soundly

sigh... drooling. he drools a bit sorry to break it to you guys

a lot of admiring. he'll admire you as you sleep, its the only view that helps him doze off

FOREHEAD KISSES. either you or him. if he stirs awake he'll just give you a small forehead kiss before holding you closer to him (if thats even possible) and dozing off once more

nuzzling. he loves to nuzzle into the crook of your neck :(

tangled legs. his legs are gonna be intertwined with yours oooor one of his leg is going to be on top of yours.

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[vrtvyg]

Soap falling for his superior. He should know better, really. Now you've got to put him in his place.

[starboye]

imagine drunk dancing on olderbf!simon in a bar after you told him you wouldn't get to drunk, now rocking your ass on his crotch and begging him to take you to bathroom and fuck you like he's mad at you, but he couldn't possibly treat you like that (while drunk that is because any other day he would do that in a heart beat)

so seeing as you're not going to let up about this whole fucking you dirty in the bathroom he gets a better idea, taking you out the back door to some more private alley and pulling out his cock, stopping you just before you dropped to you knees and placing your hand around his thick shaft

basically giving you permission to jerk him off to satisfy your lusty needs, your hand starting off slowly and speeding up until you had simon panting and whimpering outside the bar, and at this point you've milked a load or two out of him and he's trying to get you to stop

his thick hand wrapped around your wrist trying to stop you but he looks to good moaning and begging so what would be the harm in pulling out one or two more

[skyrigel]

Let me introduce retired!Simon whose life has become cluelessly empty. Morning to dusk he is fixing cabinets, painting fences, oiling cables of his motorbike.

He's seriously so purposeless until, well ofcourse until you move in to the house opposite his, and the first thing you do is crash your trailer into his fence.

“I am literally so sorry ! So, so sorry —” You profusely apologise. Hands on your hip and gaze warmer than the sun.

Simon stands there transfixed, he should say something, he should be angry, he should literally brood, that stuff was painted twice just yesterday. But all he does is watch you get into your car again with a determined streak to turn the trailer.

One, two and — SMASH.

Once again over the fence until it could no longer be distinguished as a fence. Flowerbed mashed all together. Again, you get out of the door, engine dying all over with key gripped in your trembling hands, biting down your lips and head shaking profusely; like you could really use a knuckle knock over your head.

“Da keys,” He grumbles out. His whole heart exploding with the way you looked at him with hope in your eyes.

He has never been more in love.

Masterlist

[bitin-and-barkin]

STRONG OLDER MEN. I want to see a man, so rough and tough in the streets actually be a big sweetheart and SO nervous in bed. All flustered and whiney, rutting against your thigh like a one dollar whore. I need to see them overstimulated and crying from pleasure while you suck them off or eat them out. I want to see them be so scared about hurting you while they fuck you oh so gently, SO horny, but so afraid of hurting you. I wanna see one cry and whimper into your neck while they ride you soo well like a good boy <3 you let them cum as much as they want because they're being soo good for you (and they NEED that privilege cause they are soo sensitive and will cum so much) and they eat ALL of your praise up

[vanillarosekiss]

just you sitting on simon's face for the first time! ♡

warnings: oral (f!receiving), dubcon? sorta, smutty obviously... i think that's all.

word count: 0.4k

You felt like you were in an extremely compromising position, leaky slit positioned just hovering above Simon's chin, refusing to do what he was asking you to. Your thighs burned slightly from holding yourself up, your bare chest rising and falling with heavy breaths and an air of nervousness.

"Lovie, c'mon, you'll be fine. It's not like I haven't eaten you out before." he remarked, hands fondling your hips gently, and tracing down to your thighs every so often.

"Si! Stop being so..!" you couldn't even think properly let alone speak, when he was asking you to ride his face.

"Stop being what? Crude? That's a bit difficult when we're in the middle of having sex, sweetheart." his smirk said everything that you needed to know in that moment. "Why are you being so hesitant? S'alright, baby, I want you to sit on my face like a good girl, yeah?"

You couldn't help but think of negative sides of this request... like what if you were too heavy? Or what if he didn't like it? Simon could practically hear how hard you were thinking about these things. Silly girl, he thought, didn't you know that he would be able to bench you without a falter? It wasn't as if he was weak, no, he was large and could throw you around anytime if he really wanted.

"I'll just squash you, Si" you mumble, hands resting now on his chest as you began to move away from his face.

His hands gripped tighter onto your hips, dragging you back up to his mouth.

"How many times am I gonna have to ask before I have to force you to sit on my face, angel? I've been patient with you, you're pushing it now."

After hearing that, your worries had somehow dissipated into thin air, and it turned out to be an overall win-win situation. You got to have immense pleasure from Simon's experienced ministrations on your now puffy, sensitive clit. And he got to enjoy eating what he always said was 'his favourite little sweet treat'.

Your moans became even softer and more breathy as he devoured your cunt like a starved mad-man, feeling vibrations run through your core as he grunted occasionally when you rutted yourself onto his face harder, in desperation of a release. His tongue fondled your pulsating star, which was swollen now due to his everlasting motions.

You felt a sudden heat emerge and make itself known of in your lower stomach, beginning to spread downwards. He lapped at you faster now, holding your thighs in place as you squirmed on top of him in overstimulation, allowing you to orgasm on his mouth and ride your wave out whilst he kept suckling at your delicate, precious pearl.

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[italktoomuchxd]

Maybe because he grew up in a religious family, maybe because he’s not really in physical touch, but sex is a big thing for Simon Riley.

He never had a one-night stand or a relationship; that's a big thing for him… he doesn't want any exes or something. He wants to directly marry his first love; that's why he's acting like it's rocket science.

But when he met you… oh God, he knew you were the one… you cute thing! He started to spend some time with you. You guys grew closer and closer.

At first, you thought he was a strange man, just a big man; What could he want from you? But when it started raining while you were on a date, you had to go to his house. You were a little scared when he handed you dry clothes and a blanket, turned on your favorite show and you guys actually watched the show you knew he was the one too.

But he's unstoppable when you guys got married...

[vrtvyg]

I don't know who to write about this, my brains all over the place so....

Graves and König.

2 in 1.

I'm between wanting to bend Graves over some shitty bathroom sink that resides in a homophobic Country bar, laughing as he prays the music his loud enough to cover his whorish moans

or

fucking Königs thick thighs while he finishes whatever paperwork he has to do, ignoring his whines everytime my tip presses a bit too hard against his balls... or I should just write for both. right now.

Another draft I made like 2 months ago and am finally posting bc I realized I've disappeared for a month

Graves: Born and raised in Texas, being brought to churches growing up that taught to say nay to gay, to growing up more and going to bars who'll laugh at the screen when someone tried to preach woman's rights. Graves, who meets you at said bar. tall, handsome, and fucking sexy. winking at him and gesturing to meet him in the bathroom. nobody notices, nor does anyone care. Too distracted by the game to pay focus on the absolutely whorish moans coming from the men's room. Graves with his jeans around his thighs, hands clutching the sides of the sink while he's forced to stare at his fucked out face in the mirror. He prays, and almost believes that nobody can hear him. not until there's laughing, and someone banging on the door, practically cheering you on, telling you to "Fuck her harder for us 'out here" Making him flush and some how harder than he already is.

König: Man I can't get the words written down, just wanna bend him over and treat him softly, squeeze those pale thick thighs of his while my dick slides between them, telling him to squeeze his thighs together so it feels better, tip brushing against his own cock and chuckling at his little wince when my hand reaches around to play with his tip.

Bonus thought: Imagine Viking Soap being found in enemy land, being forced into one of those pillory things instead of prison. Instead of getting tomatoes thrown at him, he has his kilt hiked up and his cheeks spread infront of the whole crowd, who've been dying to know if Scotsmen were really bare underneath.

[v1x3n]

[burstinn]

Hello 👋, could I request some cod characters (perhaps Ghost, Price or Krüeger) defending a male military reader from a bunch of guys that are being homophobic to him?

Homophobes die

Warnings and Notes:

All relationships here is platonic or could potentially be seen as romantic

Krueger is somehow in the 141, just pretend he is.. Yknow.. Just pretend..

You get beaten the fuck up, your face is literally fucked up

Blatant homophobia

The only people shown is Ghost, Price, and Krueger

Being openly gay in the military is hard.

Not everyone has the same belief, but by God do they need to atleast be a little respectful.

Well, aside from some "out there" remarks about you or some men coming up to you just to ask to help them yknow take some stress off. They're not gay they swear they just needed to take it off without just jerking themselves off.

All that fun shebang, but then there's the 3rd. The people who go out of their way to just fuck with you.

They are literally the mix of the 1st and 2nd group. But make it 100 times worse, but they're favorite thing to do is more physical things.

Beating the shit out of you the chance they get. You're almost used to it now. Can't even snitch about it, they'll catch you before you do. Hell, they'll manage to spin some bullshit to make it your fault.

Which brings you toooo.. Today! The peak of Pride Month! Which you were reminded of by your good pals!

Being dragged off to a corner and beating the fucking shit out of you while congratulating you about pride month.

"It's gay month, hope your f---got ass is happy about that. This is your prize for it!"

"Maybe you were hoping to suck some dick today? No?"

Such great words really wow.

You couldn't really answer much.. Blood dripping out of your nose and pooling down to your mouth, pretty sure you lost some teeth.

Not like you can see either, brutal punches hit really hard. A black eye, a few broken bones.. Maybe your rib.

A few good kicks to the stomach. On your cock as well.

GHOST

- he heard it.

- He was looking for you and 'your pals' since you and them missed training and punishment is needed for that.

- Then he heard it

- stopping in his tracks and peering off in the corner seeing you getting beaten bloodied, black and blue.

- He needed to intervene shit look at you.

- He stepped out of the corner, grabbing the shoulder of one of the guys that was about to connect his hand to your face

- Anger courses through the guy who was about to punch turning around to see who dares grab him. Before his confidence falters seeing.. Lieutenant Ghost towering over them a fixed angered glare on them.

- "Prices office Now"

- There was no argument.. They immediately scurry off. Leaving you slumped over. Bloody, swollen.

- He turned his attention to you, carrying you in his arms.. Cradling you.

- "fuck, are you alright?" " hey! Stay awake soldier!"

- He pulls you close, running off with you in his arms. Demanding a medic.Immediately

- He leaves you to be patched up by the medics. Anger written in his face as he makes his way to Prices office.

- Price waiting on Ghost to explain what happened

- He looked like he wanted to kill them, he could've but he might get kicked out of military or arrested idk

PRICE

- He got a heads up a few minutes ago from Ghost that he was looking for you and these guy that were now in front of him.

- He did remember Ghost stalking off somewhere to find you and the dudes that were right in front of him

- He decides to not ask them and wait for Ghost instead.

- Once Ghost arrived, hearing the explanation made him seethe with frustration and disgust.. He knew you were gay but he didn't think people his soldiers no less would treat you like that

- He doesn't need to hear any more

- He discharged them immediately. Walking off with Simon to see you in medbay

- He had to make sure all his soldiers are safe

KRÜEGER

- He was walking by Price's office, He's heard a figh broke out and the person who was beat up was in the medics

- He might as well see who it was

- Just as he was about to fully pass by Price's office. He heard something..

- He stops in his tracks, leaning now against the door to listen.. And he heard everything

- His expression slowly growing darker and darker as he continues listening

- He's heard just about enough, He decides to skip seeing you.. He could comfort you later..

- I mean, You both were close but not that close. But still it's not like he can't not care about you.

- He has planned.. Something else for those men

- They went M. I. A after that, No one bothers to look. It's not the militarys problem any more..

°°°

| A Week Later|

"Hey.. Guten Tag, hey! Wake up"

.. Krueger.. He's waking you up

Furrowing your brow in annoyance before you force yourself to open your eyes..

You sit up tilting your head to look at Krüeger.

"Wie geht's?"

"OK, Mir ghet es Gut.. Danke, Krueger"

He nods, looking at your bandaged face.

"You should let 'im rest Krueger"

A deeper, more British voice comes from behind Krueger

"I'm just checking up on him"

Ghost is here too.. How nice, they took their time to see you

"Botha' you, Get back to work. Leave him alone"

And.. Price

" It's fine cap, I'm good"

"You sure? You still look messed up Don't worry we took care of them bastards, we discharged them"

Silence from Krueger.. Looking at the ground for a moment

"Ja... Yeah mmhm"

Weird.. But it's nice that these people care for you.

[simonsrileyhusband]

after care with simon but its him the one that needs it.

simon who puts everything on making you feel good, giving you another round and another. who always makes sure you are satisfied and full.

that when he is done he goes quiet, nuzzling and cuddling up to you. closing his eyes and softly moaning when he takes in your scent.

and he gets all shy when you whisper how good he was, making you feel so good. praising him, telling him how big and strong he is, how handsome and sexy your simon is.

he cant help but squeeze you on his arms as you rub his back, like a good little puppy.

[kruegerspillow]

simon riley uses lame excuses just to buy you random things (his love language, gift giving)

"Huh?" A confused voice rang through your room.

It didn't take you long to realize that it was just Simon. He stood in your doorway with an almost observant look on his face, and that made you quite cautious, too.

"Simon?" You murmured underneath your breath.

He took a few steps closer to you, causing you to sit up on the edge of your bed. His brows furrowed as he towered over you with a small sniff.

His wandering eyes met yours before he leaned down to nuzzle into the crook of your neck, your body relaxing with the familiarity of the warmth from his body. His nose brushed against your pulse point, causing your eyes to widen.

"When did ya change your soap?" His question made you pause. Was that really the first thing he'd noticed?

"Um, just today. I couldn't buy my usual one, I've been busy and it ran out...I'll probably go and buy it again in a few days."

He hummed in reply, backing away to give you your personal space back.

"I liked tha' old one better," Simon mumbled, though it was a bitter lie. Everything looks and smells good on ya, he longed to say.

"What's the brand? I'll buy it fo' ya."

"Oh please, you don't need to—"

"Don't give me tha' bullshit. C'mon, spit it out, love."

With a reluctant sigh, you did as he told you. And for the first time in your life, you thought—maybe being spoiled wasn't that bad.

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