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warabidakihime · 5 months ago

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Rules and Roses Chapter 3

★ characters: kibutsuji muzan x reader x akaza

★ plot summary: Kibutsuji Muzan has finally decided to expand his empire, and the way he intends to do so is by running for the highest political position. With you, his darling wife, at his side, he believes he can achieve and have everything the world has to offer. He is, after all, the Phoenix of Phario.

★ fic playlist: sometimes, same day, as time stops, wolf’s song (this is also the vision board for the fic).

★ content warnings : implied violence and abuse, profanities, toxic relationships, smut. MINORS DNI.

comments are always welcome and greatly appreciated! hearing your thoughts motivates me to write more, so please leave a comment. have fun reading!

"Hey Akaza, good morning! Sorry to message you so early, but I need to let you know I'll be meeting with Ms. Rivera at her place today before lunch. Please have the car ready by 10:30 am. Thank you!"

Akaza, huh?

Akaza stared at your message, his eyes fixed on his phone screen, but his mind wandered. Minutes passed as thoughts raced through his head. Finally, with a deep sigh, he shook off his distractions, put down his phone, and began getting ready for the day.

One thing about you: you hated delays, whether caused by you or someone else.

There was a time when Akaza accidentally overslept, and you had an early doctor's appointment. Because he was late, you drove yourself and got annoyed at him for messing up your schedule. Eventually, you calmed down and reminded him that time is something you don’t like wasting.

Since then, Akaza has never missed an alarm and has always been punctual.

However, he was confused as to why you didn’t tell your husband about what happened that day. You're usually an open book and a chatterbox with your husband, so it came as a surprise Muzan wasn’t informed of his little oopsie.

He didn’t ask you why, though.

First, he didn’t want to push his luck, and second, he didn’t exactly want Muzan to find out. Muzan was known to be strict and blunt with everyone except you.

You have your rules, but Muzan has his demands.

Akaza knows this well since he was Muzan’s bodyguard before being assigned to you after your marriage. This change in his role was rather unexpected, considering your... dynamic.

As his mind wandered down this path, Akaza shook his head, his eyes closing in frustration.

“Don’t even think about going there,” he muttered to himself, knowing he didn’t have the patience to entertain such thoughts.

With another deep sigh, he continued getting ready. Once finished, he almost sprinted out of his room to start the car, ensuring everything was set for you to leave as soon as you were ready.

"Sign here, Ms. Rivera."

"Gladly."

Since it was a weekday, traffic in the capital city was manageable, and you arrived at your client's home right on time.

Muzan’s busy campaign schedule meant you often had to accompany him. If he wins the election, you’ll be the first lady, a role with its own important responsibilities.

Time flew by, and since your last meeting with Ms. Rivera a month ago, you were now down to the final run-through of her wedding plans for next month.

The only thing left was for your client to pay the remaining balance for your services.

After collecting the payment and discussing final details with Ms. Rivera, your meeting ended after nearly an hour. Akaza was there in the living room with you and the client, keeping himself busy with phone games,playing silently out of respect.

As he noticed the meeting wrapping up, he excused himself to prepare the car so you could leave promptly.

"Where to?" Akaza asked as he drove off.

"Hmm... let’s eat somewhere before going home. Are you craving something?" You looked at him, and he responded with a sheepish chuckle, "Don't worry about me, madam. You choose what you want."

"Honestly, I don’t know what I want to eat. I’m hungry but can’t decide what I’m in the mood for."

Akaza navigated the highway smoothly, one hand on the wheel, the other propped on the door with his chin resting on his palm. He hummed as he thought about where to eat.

"There's this burger joint I know. It’s a bit far, but their food is good and cheap," he suggested. His tone exuded excitement, and as you listened to him, you noticed the excited tone, which for some reason made you equally excited as well.

"Sure! That sounds great. I don’t have any other plans, so we can take our time," you replied just as eagerly.

Akaza looked over to you for a minute, catching the pretty smile plastered on your face. Without his permission, his heart skipped a beat, and warmth seeped through his veins, softening his usually stoic demeanor.

Today, with the sun shining brightly and the breeze feeling wonderful against your skin, Akaza allowed himself to let his guard down just a bit and let his inhibitions win for once and just this once.

"It's decided, then."

With a fond smile, he nodded at you before stepping on the gas, determined to get you to the burger joint he enthusiastically vouched for.

The place where the remnant of your past lingered—the place where your Pandora's box awaits.

"This is so good!" you exclaimed as you took your first bite of the burger you ordered.

Akaza merely chuckled while watching you eat, his eyes filled with fondness and a little bit of pride. He was clearly pleased that you liked his suggestion when the two of you were deciding what to eat for lunch.

Through the years of serving you as your bodyguard, he learned that you were rather picky with the foods you ete. You have sensory issues, so certain food textures and scents are not to your liking.

You also don't like eating foods you hadn't tried before when you were very hungry, because what if you didn't like them? It would ruin your appetite right there and then. But this time, you had hearts in your eyes after taking your first bite of the burger.

"See? I told you it's good and mad cheap too. A little bit greasy, but we'll live," Akaza said with a chuckle.

You nodded enthusiastically in response. "Yeah, but to be honest, for some reason, the taste is familiar to me."

You looked around the burger joint, scanning every nook and cranny as you tried to gather your thoughts. "It's my first time here, yet this place feels so familiar, and the taste of their food reminds me of something, but I just can't pinpoint what it is."

Still lost in your own little world as you enjoyed your meal, a spark twinkled in Akaza's eyes as he listened to you.

"Maybe you've been here before, but you can't remember. I mean, if my schedule were as hectic and loaded as yours, I'd also forget stuff every now and then."

You hummed as you took another hearty bite, your pupils dilating at how much you loved it, making your bodyguard chuckle fondly at you. He didn't say anything more, knowing you were in the process of gathering your thoughts.

"I guess so, but I figure if I liked their food here so much, I wouldn't be able to forget this place. You know me and my obsession with food, Akaza."

Yeah, I know.

How could I ever forget?

"Most of what you make me do is either order you food or buy you iced coffee. How could I forget?" he replied with a teasing smile.

You playfully swatted him on the head.

Akaza snickered, finding absolute pleasure in teasing you.

"What? It's true! Check our chatbox—it's full of your food orders."

Rolling your eyes, you shot back, "And who’s the one who enjoys eating half of those orders with me?"

Akaza grinned, leaning back in his chair. "Well, can you blame me? You tend to overorder, and most of the time you persuade me to eat the rest of it."

"Overorder? That's rich coming from the guy who always insists on extra fries," you retorted with a smirk.

"Hey, those fries are amazing, and you know it. And I'm not one to deny free food," Akaza said defensively and quite audaciously as he is having this conversation with you, his main source of income, but over the years of working for you and spending time with you, the two of you have grown close and a lot comfortable with each other's company.

"Yeah, yeah, just admit you can't resist good food either," you teased.

"Alright, alright," Akaza conceded, laughing. "You got me. But seriously, if I didn’t help you out, you’d probably be buried under a mountain of food by now."

You couldn't help but laugh. "Okay, maybe I do get a little carried away sometimes."

"A little?" Akaza raised an eyebrow, grinning.

"Remember that time you ordered enough sushi to feed an army? I had to go buy you medicine in the middle of the night because you got a bad stomach ache."

You rolled your eyes again, your cheeks a bit red due to a slight embarrassment, but you tried to cover it with a sheepish smile.

"It was a new place, and I wanted to try everything!"

"You certainly did," Akaza said, shaking his head. "But it’s all part of the job—keeping you happy and well-fed."

"And teasing me endlessly," you added.

"Of course," Akaza said while still wearing that damn teasing smile on his face. "It's also part of my KPIs."

You couldn't help but laugh, shaking your head at his cheekiness. "Well, as long as you’re enjoying yourself."

Akaza leaned back, his expression softening. "I am. Besides, someone has to keep you grounded."

"Grounded, huh? More like keep me entertained," you retorted, smiling.

"That too," he admitted with a chuckle. "Ready to head back?"

You nodded, feeling satisfied both with the meal and the company. "Yeah, let’s go. Thanks for lunch, Akaza."

"Anytime, boss," he replied, standing up and offering you a hand.

With a shared smile, you both left the burger joint and headed back home.

Still on cloud nine from your spontaneous lunch out with Akaza, you entered the mansion, still chatting and laughing with one another. You didn't notice Muzan in the kitchen, helping himself to a glass of wine.

He had just come back from a busy day, which included attending business meetings at Obelisk Kibutsuji, participating in media interviews with his running mate Douma, and going to a fitting for an upcoming event you both would attend in about two months.

After such a hectic day, he rewarded himself with a drink to unwind.

At the sound of your melodious laugh chiming like bells in the hallway, his ears perked up, and he immediately looked up, his curiosity piqued. What could be the reason you were in such a good mood?

"Oh, hey, my love. You're home," you said lovingly as soon as you saw your husband in the kitchen.

"Yeah. The fitting ended a lot earlier, so I headed straight home," he responded with an equally loving smile.

Clearly elated to see him, you immediately sprinted with light steps towards Muzan, giving him the tightest bear hug and a smooch to match. Muzan happily reciprocated the kiss, making you giggle in between kisses.

Meanwhile, Akaza stood on one side of the room, waiting for you to either dismiss him or have him remain in his post should you have other tasks for him.

After a few more moments, you both pulled away and smiled at each other.

"How was your day, darling?" Muzan asked, still holding you in his embrace.

"It was great!" you replied.

"Oho? And may I know why?" Muzan asked again, his voice lacking the usual professional tone he used.

"My meeting with Ms. Rivera was successful, and we will be proceeding to the actual wedding preparations. And then, Akaza introduced me to this burger joint downtown, and it was so good! I need to take you there, my love. They have the best iced coffee too!"

"Oh, did he?" Muzan said, his scarlet eyes darting towards your bodyguard, who was currently wearing a polite smile as he regarded your husband with a nod and bow.

Muzan replicated his smile, although it didn't quite reach his eyes.

Turning back to you, Muzan said, "Well, when I'm not too busy or when we're in the area, let's eat there, hm?"

"It's a date," you giggled. Then you turned to Akaza and said, "You can go ahead and rest now, Akaza. Thank you so much for today."

"Yes, madam," he replied before bowing and retreating to his room at the far end of the mansion, beside Kokushibo and the maids' quarters.

Unbeknownst to you, Muzan was trailing your bodyguard's disappearing figure, and just as you were about to look up at him again, his undivided attention was back on you.

Giving your hips a good-hearted squeeze, he pointed to his half-empty wine glass and said, "Want a drink, darling?"

You nodded. "I'd love to."

The two of you walked back to the spacious kitchen. You sat on the countertop, your legs swinging merrily, as you watched your husband pour you a glass of red wine. After handing it to you, he walked over to the other side of the kitchen to look for something.

"How was your day, my love?" It was your turn to ask. Muzan smiled handsomely and replied in a relaxed manner, "Chaotic as always. To be quite honest, I think the fatigue is catching up to me."

You frowned at this. "It's because you're pushing yourself too hard. Why don't you take a day or two to rest?"

"Hmm... I might. I'll check my calendar, and if it's not too full, I will move those schedules to a later date," he replied while rummaging through a kitchen drawer.

"Want me to give you a massage later?"

Muzan finally returned to you after finding what he was looking for, a familiar smile now plastered on his face. He walked closer until your knees were against his torso, and both of his arms were securely placed on each of your sides, caging you in place.

"Just a massage? I think I'm going to need more than that, Y/N."

Already understanding what he was implying, you mirrored his smile, wrapped your arms around his neck, and invited him in between your legs. "What do you mean?"

Muzan chuckled seductively, his face only inches away from yours, the tip of his nose touching yours, his scarlet pupils mesmerizing you.

"I need you naked and moaning for me, darling. Can you do that?"

You chuckled just as seductively, already feeling aroused. You could only nod in response, much to your husband's delight.

"Hmm... it's decided then. But wait, before I get sidetracked, let's take our night supplements first."

You rolled your eyes at that. "Not you edging me before we even get started, Muzan."

Muzan let out a hearty chuckle, highly amused at your choice of words. "I'll make sure to repent later."

"You're forgiven," you replied with a chuckle, then took the pills your husband prepared for you. While you were preoccupied, a rather odd expression was plastered on Muzan's face, but it quickly reverted back to 'normal' once you're done.

"That's a new brand, by the way. Douma introduced it to me. He said it's way more effective than the one we're taking."

"Really? Hmm... I've not heard of this brand before. Is it imported?" you asked while gulping down a glass of water.

"Yeah, it's made in Italy."

You hummed in response, and in a split second, you found yourself being embraced by your husband again. In all honesty, he nearly gave you whiplash, but that's just one of Muzan's many quirks you fell in love with.

Then you felt him place a sensual kiss on your neck, immediately turning you into a puddle, even more so when you felt his teeth puncture your flesh. Afterwards, he dragged his kisses from your neck to your jaw, then finally to your lips.

"M-Muzan." You moaned as you felt his hands roam around your body, leaving chills in their wake.

"Already, darling? I'm just getting started." He didn't give you a chance to respond, as the moment you were about to, he glided his tongue between your plump lips and invited yours to a dance of tango.

The kiss left you so hazy that you didn't even notice Muzan had already discarded your pencil skirt, your undergarments dangling on your foot, and your blouse and bra fully undone by his skillful hands.

"I missed you so much, Y/N. It's been a while, huh?" Muzan asked after pulling away momentarily before diving down to one of your breasts, immediately nubbing on your nipples, making you gasp and moan out loud.

"Y-yes," you breathed out.

It was already well into the night, and usually the both of you were already in bed given that you were always busy with your respective work. But at this very moment, you'd never felt more alive and hungry for each other.

It really has been a while since you last had sex. Heck, it had also been a while since you last went on a proper date. So craving each other like rabbits in heat wouldn't surprise anyone, considering the two of you were borderline obsessed with one another.

"Ahhh," you gasped, your back arching as you felt your husband's tongue glide over your needy clit.

Muzan continued his magic in your nether region, quickly sending you over the edge. You had one hand clamped over your mouth, nervous that if you let any more lewd sounds escape, you would wake the maids and bodyguards.

"Let me hear you, darling," your husband hummed between your legs.

Unbeknownst to you, Muzan had his eyes wide open and focused on the entrance of the kitchen. Even in the dimly lit room, he could see someone's shadow.

Still concentrating his gaze there, he spoke again.

"Come on, Y/N. Let me hear you sing. Say my name, darling. Who's making you feel good?"

As if on cue, you reached climax; your eyes shot open and then closed shut again in sheer pleasure.

"Ah, fuc—Muzan!"

Muzan smirked as he watched the shadow slowly disappear.

"Good girl."

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batmanfruitloops · 1 year ago

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Did an oopsie and overslept after I got home from work, but I offer this warm-up based on a sketch I drew on my lunch.

Lynns is straight up vibing in the inferno that they created,

-Sarsee

#batmanfruitloops #anewgothamau #batman #dc #batman villains #batman rogues #gotham rogues #dc fanart #dc firefly #garfield lynns #fi lynns

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bueris · 5 days ago

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oopsie doopsie overslept by 2 hours

#I WAS MEANT TO USE THOSE #DAMN IT #bue waffling

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pwurrz · 2 months ago

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oopsies, overslept!

…

*goes back to sleep*

#i’m literally pompompurin lmaooo

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idealseekxr · 1 year ago

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I...Might have overslept...Ahaha, oopsie.

#{absence of ideals and truth | out of character}#I was just...Turbo sleepy idk

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foxgirltail · 4 years ago

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Was gonna rework my overlay some more but uhhhh oopsies overslept lol

Starting soon screen is up! Starting in about 15 minutes

#Maxine streams

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imnotwolverine · 4 years ago

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The marriage pact - Chocolate delight

Henry Cavill x OC Alice - multi-chapter

< Part 4 | Part 5 Chocolate delight | Part 6 >

Disclaimer: none

Author’s note: I decided to keep the fluff levels high and the smut levels low - sorry, not sorry. The reason being that I don’t see a whole lot of PG-13 stuff here on Tumblr, so it might be a welcome addition to the Tumblr-universe.

Word count: 1.262

(Link to my Masterlist)

[ Alice.in.writing.land ]

Dear readers,

I totally overslept this morning, so please accept my apologies for the shortest blog in the history of blogs. But; CHOCOLATE CAKE!

CHOCOLATE CAKE!!

A sipping-her-coffee-in-a-hurry,

Ali

‘Are you sure we’ve got everything?’ Henry took my backpack as I picked up Alice, securing her in the backseat of his dad’s car.

‘Absolutely. Don’t worry Hen.’ I poked him teasingly in his shoulder, making little Alice coo from her backseat throne. ‘Oohh!’ She gasped, making Henry blush ever so slightly. I chuckled in turn, then held my breath when I felt my phone buzz.

‘Just a sec.’ I said, turning around and answering it. ‘Hey Mads. Hey. Yes, all good here.’ I heard some loud and bubbly toddler noises behind me and I looked over my shoulder seeing Henry tickle the little princess. ’Noo!!’ She squealed, her face holding the widest of grins, tiny nose scrunched up. ‘I want mommy! Mommy!’

I felt my stomach do a backflip as Henry then looked over his shoulder at me. ‘Uh..Mads. I think Alice wants to say something. Yes haha. Hold on..’ I stepped back towards the car, giving Henry a warning look to remain quiet, then held out the phone to Alice’s face.

‘MOMMY MOMMY!’ She yelled, making our ears ring. ‘Hey baby!’ - sounded from the other side of the phone. ‘MOMMY MOMMY, SUPERMAN IS HERE!’

Oh gods. Did she really just..? Me and Henry shared a look; so far from trying to keep a secret until we figured out how this thing between us was going to turn out to be.

‘Is he now? Did you need saving then?’

‘No but auntie Alice did.’ Alice spoke into the phone, nodding surely, her eyes peering at the device. ‘She screamed too!’

OH GODS. I quickly turned away, my face flushing with embarrassment as I looked at an equally blushing Henry, his jaw clenching as he tried to swallow away an awkward chuckle. ‘Not funny Cavill.’

Henry bit his lip, then swerved around, prying the phone away from the toddler.

‘Hi Maddie. This is Henry. Yes. Yes we had a good time. And no, nobody got hurt, truly. Haha yes..oh of course…mhm..yes don’t worry. I’ll keep the girls safe.’ He winked at little Alice as she looked at him with large, focused eyes.

‘Yes shall do. Mommy wants to send you kisses.’ Henry said, turning the phone back to the toddler. With tiny grabby hands she picked up the device, moving it back to her face and starting to make little kissy kissy sounds - the voice at the other side of the line doing the same.

Meanwhile me and Henry shared a little sniffle, his hand reaching carefully for mine and our fingers interlocking.

‘I..or..we..are running late.’ I whispered, hearing the toddler continue with her giggles and kisses, the phone now fiercely held into her chubby little fingers.

‘Then ..we..better get going.’ Henry nodded, smiling sweetly before swiftly moving around the car and getting back behind the driver’s seat.

‘Hey, baby.’ I carefully prodded Alice. ‘How about we go on another adventure?’ I smiled as Alice looked up, her mouth still pouted, ready to make another kissy kissy sound. Slowly she nodded, then smiled. ‘Bye bye mommy!’ She said simply then pushed the phone back in my direction.

This was, truly, the easiest toddler I had ever been around and I was glad that thus far we only had three crying sessions, which all could be solved with some good old distraction techniques and a nice little bedtime story.

—

I had arrived just in the nip of time before my Tuesday morning meeting started and as I walked back out of our office, I noticed Henry and Alice in the shade, binging away on some ice cream - Henry had been adamant on keeping Alice company so i could go to my meeting undisturbed.

‘How’d it go?’ Henry inquired, his tongue swerving over his bottom lip to remove any chocolaty residue. ‘Good! And thankfully it was okay for me to take the rest of the day off..so..we’re all yours!’ I smiled.

‘KAL KAL KAL!’ Alice cheered, near forgetting about the ice cream in her hand as she tried to clap her hands. Henry was thankfully quick to prevent any ice cream incident, his lightning fast hands grabbing for the cone before it flopped from her small hands.

‘Ooph..where’d you get those Spiderman reflexes Superman?’ I laughed, making him raise up an eyebrow. ‘Ah you know. The good old multiverse.’ ‘Mmm of course.’ ‘Want a bite? Or..lick..?’ He offered me his cone, smiling at Alice as she reached back for her cone, not even realising it had nearly dropped out of her hands mere moments ago.

I felt a blush creep up my cheeks as people passed up by, Henry still holding out his ice cream. He looked back up at me, confused by my sudden stoic stature. ‘What’s up?’ ‘Oh it’s just..nothing really. I..ugh..let’s go shall we? I’m sure that Kal can’t wait to see us.’

‘KAL KAL KAL!’ Alice cheered again, this time Henry’s hand not fast enough to catch her ice cream, the cone flopping in a bonus point winning summersault onto the sidewalk. We all gasped, even little Alice, then laughed when the toddler’s mouth shaped into a little “o”. ‘Oopsie poopsie.’ She muttered.

‘Oh Alice dear. Hahahah. It looks like your ice cream didn’t want to be eaten after all.’

‘Sorry ice cream.’ She pouted, watching me pick up whatever was left, then allowing me to clean her mouth and nose with some tissues.

—

‘Did you get..eh..embarrassed ..just now?’ Henry asked, the three of us driving towards his parents place to pick up Kal. Little Alice was quietly bubbling in the back seat and the radio was buzzing some indiscernible music.

‘Oh no. Not really. Or well. Maybe a little. I mean, what will the press think; Henry Cavill sharing ice cream with a mystery woman and kid? Your management team will kill me!’ I gulped.

‘I’m sure they won’t Ali.’ Henry snickered, then looked at me for a moment, deep blue eyes studying me. ‘Unless of course you are ashamed of me.’

‘No! No Hen. Gosh. We’ve known each other for ages. I’ve had a million moments to cut off bonds if I were to be ashamed of you.’ I sniffled, then shook my head, looking back at the road ahead of us. ‘Is there anything else that’s bothering you?’ He asked, also looking back at the road.

‘Hmm..I did wonder why you didn’t recognise me during the interview. I mean..you didn’t, at first, right?’

Henry sighed, shoulders slumping slightly. ‘Sorry about that. I just hadn’t seen you in years. And you do look quite different. Haircut, hair colour, I mean..you even wore make-up…’ He laughed and I rolled my eyes. ‘Yea sure.’

‘And to be honest I was tired and had totally not expected to find you back here. Even to this moment I wonder why I had never quite realised throughout our phone calls and app messages that you still lived right here. It does make me look like quite a fool.’

‘That’s because we never truly talked about our every day life. Besides, we hadn’t really had contact in some years.’ I smiled at him - we always happened to be talking about our hobbies; exercising, cooking, thriller movies or newly found favourite bands. Whenever we found something we thought the other might like, we sent it in a text message. And of course we discussed our love lives, though we happened to both be equally unfortunate on that department.

At least. Until now.

‘Better start talking then.’ He winked.

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beautifulbows924 · 7 years ago

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You what! (Part one)

AU Loki X Reader

Masterlist

Warnings: None

Description:You stay home from college, after sleeping to late and end up getting a visit you never expected.

You woke up to a blaring alarm hitting snooze forgetting that you have class. When you woke up an hour later you realized you were going to be late for your AP American Literature class with dreamy Professor Laufeyson. After running around your apartment like a maniac for over 20 minutes. You decided to skip class for today, you’ll just have to get the notes from your best friend Laura. You called the school to tell them to let your professor’s know that you would be absent today as you were sick, but that you would be back in class tommorrow. Spending the whole day in comfy clothes and a messy bun, laying around doing nothing sounded good to you, and that’s exactly what you did. Until a few hours later a knock at your door threw you out of your trance.

You: Who is it?

Professor Laufeyson: It’s professor Laufeyson, I brought you all of the classwork you missed today, I thought you might want to get caught up.

OH SHIT.. You thought… I definitely do not look sick. The hottest professor I have is going to think I’m a lying asshole. You ran to the bathroom to throw cold water on your face and then ran to the door to open it.

You: Thank you so much! I probably would have completely forgotten to get anything from you. *Fake cough* *Fake cough*

Professor Laufeyson: I can tell when you are faking Ms. (Y/N), that cough wasn’t very convincing.

You: Yeah.. um yikes I’m sorry, I overslept and I’m really not sick…

oopsie.

Professor Laufeyson: It’s ok darling, I understand.

You: So.. Would you like to come in Professor Laufeyson?

Professor Laufeyson: Sure, but (Y/N) please call me Loki.

You: Okay, Profes- I mean loki.

Loki: You have a lovely home (Y/N), it suits you.

Loki: Where would you like me to put these?

You: Oh my gosh, How rude of me.

You grab the papers out of his hands that he has been holding the whole time you have been talking and run upstairs to go put them away.

Loki: I’m gonna look around!

When you walk back downstairs you see loki looking at one of your many sketch books. That should be fine right? Think again. He’s looking at a sketch book with mostly sketches of him in it. He’s now staring at you after finally noticing your presence, causing your cheeks to go up in flames.

You: um I can explain, well no I guess I can’t, but yeah I’ll just shut up now.

Loki: (Y/N) these are amazing may I keep one?

You: um.. I mean of course! Afterall they are of you.

Loki: I really love them (Y/N).

You: It doesn’t creep you out that I draw you?

Loki: No of course not, I’m happy to help. *Smirk*

You: Good to know.

Loki: (Y/N) the real reason I came here was to tell you that I can be your Professor anymore.

You: What why?!?!!

Loki: (Y/N) I have strong feelings for you, I know I shouldn’t, but nevertheless I do. *Blush*

You: Wow, Loki I don’t know what to say.

Loki: (Y/N) will you go on a date with me?

You: Loki of course I will.

He picks you up and spins you around, letting you know how happy he is that you said yes.

*Reblog or leave a note if you like this and it doesn’t suck*

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