A/n: hey so Fu is lowkey me I feel him. Thanks for all the love and support. And the thought of today is people who go cave diving have all my respect cus like how as someone who loves crazy adventures I could never crawl around in a small tight cave
Paring: Gachiakuta characters x s/o reader (seperate)
Summery:This has Fu Orostor, Enjin, Follo, Zanka, Gris, August, Jabber Wonger, Tamsy Caines, Zodyl
Contains:fluff;sfw;manipulating themes
Your shyness and Fu's shyness are completely different, which ends up helping both of you. You're shy around people, while Fu gets overwhelmed and falls apart when he's nervous. Because neither of you expects the other to be perfect socially, there's no pressure. Awkward moments aren't embarrassing they're just normal
The room is quiet in a comfortable way, like neither of you feel the need to fill every gap in the silence.
Fu sits a little tense at first, fingers fidgeting, eyes drifting away whenever he thinks too hard about how he’s sitting or what he’s supposed to say. But he stays.
You’re just talking random things, nothing important. It doesn’t feel like a performance, just easy conversation.
Fu listens closely. A beat later, he mutters, "That doesn't usually happen... right?"
You shrug. "Not usually. Just my life being weird."
A small laugh slips out of him before he can stop it.
Silence settles again, but it's softer now.
"You talk a lot more than I expected" he says quietly.
"You're not as hard to talk to as you think," you reply as your hand reaches up to pat his head
That makes him pause, shoulders dropping a little.
"...Yeah," he admits. "It's easier like this."
And after that, neither of you forces anything. The conversation just keeps going naturally, one random topic after another. Just two shy people finding someone they don't have to be nervous around.
Zodyl doesn't really understand shyness. To him, if you want something, you should just say it. If someone asks a question, answer it. Simple. So when he first met you, he was genuinely confused by how quiet and hesitant you could be.
But instead of getting annoyed, he started doing something worse.
He started answering for you
Someone glances your way. "Hey, what do you want to eat?"
Before you can even open your mouth
"What? I don't want soup"
Zodyl looks completely serious. "You wanted soup."
The other Raiders don't even question it anymore.
"Hey, what music do you like?"
"Heavy metal." He said before you could even register the question
"I don't even listen to heavy metal."
The worst part is sometimes he's accidentally right.
Over time, everyone learns that if you're taking too long to answer, Zodyl is going to shove himself into the conversation and decide for you.
Not because he thinks you're incapable.
Because he hates watching people pressure you.
The second he notices you struggling to get words out, he's already stepping in.
"They'll answer when they're ready.
Or, if he's feeling particularly unhelpful that day he gives you little mission and makes you do the most dumbest things ever
He like watching you do them and if you do it wrong or to fast he makes you do it again and again till you do it right
And the dumb grin on his face tells you everything.
He loves getting reactions out of you.
Loves seeing your flustered expression when he says something ridiculous.
And secretly, he likes that you're comfortable enough around him to complain afterward.
Because while he doesn't understand being shy, he understands you.
Follo actually likes having a shy partner. Not because you're quiet all the time, but because when he talks, you genuinely listen. He doesn't feel rushed, interrupted, or judged. Even if nobody else is doing those things, there's something about being with you that makes his thoughts come easier.
Around most people, he tends to keep things to himself or stop halfway through explaining something.
You were originally planning on having a quiet evening together.
Unfortunately, Follo had a thought.
Which led to another thought.
And suddenly he's talking about something he read three days ago, which somehow connects to something he saw last month, which reminds him of something else entirely.
You sit there listening, occasionally nodding or asking a question.
He's having the time of his life.
“Sorry,” he says after realizing he's been talking for a while and not letting you talk
“You don't have to apologize.”
Immediately he starts talking again.
Not because he's ignoring you, but because he feels safe enough to let his thoughts wander out loud.
Sometimes he'll stop and ask, “Am I talking too much?”
“Good,” he mumbles, a small smile appearing. “Because I wasn't done.”
Every single time, you can see him relax a little.
Because at the end of the day, what Follo loves most isn't that you're shy.
It's that when he's with you, he never feels like he has to hold himself back.
Tamsy genuinely likes you. That's the problem.
Unlike Zodyl, who jumps in because he's impatient or protective, Tamsy does it because he likes being needed. He likes being the one you look at when you're unsure. He likes being the voice that fills the silence.
At first it feels comforting.
Over time, it gets harder to tell where your thoughts end and his begin.
Someone asks you a question.
“They don't want to.” Tamsy answers casually.
It starts with little things
What movie you want to watch.
Who you want to spend time with.
Then it becomes things that matter a little more.
“You don't like them very much.” he said
“Do you?” he says in a mocking voice
Suddenly you're questioning yourself.
And Tamsy always seems to have an answer ready.
The thing is, he isn't trying to hurt you.
He's just convinced he's right.
Convinced he understands you better than anyone else.
“People don't pay attention to you the way I do.”
“That's not true.” you mumbled out
You don't answer fast enough.
That's what makes him dangerous.
Not cruelty not hatred, but possessiveness.
The quiet belief that nobody could possibly care for you as much as he does.
“No one is going to treat you better than I do.”
He says it so casually it almost sounds sweet.
Because underneath it is the expectation that you'll believe him.
That you'll stop looking elsewhere.
Stop thinking you need anyone but him.
When he looks at you, there's real affection there, real care.
He's not lying when he says he likes you.
He's just not the kind of person who realizes love and control aren't supposed to be the same thing.
Enjin is probably the healthiest out of all of them when it comes to your shyness.
He doesn't want to speak for you
He doesn't want to make decisions for you.
And he definitely doesn't want you depending entirely on him.
What he wants is for you to be comfortable enough to speak for yourself one day
Enjin notices your shyness pretty quickly.
Just in an observant way.
He notices how you hesitate before speaking.
How you sometimes let other people answer first.
How you'll think about saying something and then decide not to.
But instead of jumping in, he waits.
Someone asks you a question.
Before anyone else can answer for you, Enjin simply looks at you.
It's never demanding, never pushy, just encouraging.
Sometimes you'll manage a response.
Sometimes you'll stumble over your words.
Sometimes you'll get embarrassed halfway through.
And every time Enjin acts like it's completely normal.
“See?” he says with a grin. “You survived.”
“I barely said three words.”
“Three more than before.”
It's impossible to be upset when he's looking so proud of you.
He celebrates every little victory.
Answering a question without immediately looking at the floor.
Things other people might not notice.
And somehow he says it so seriously that you can't help laughing.
The best part is that he never treats your shyness like something broken.
He doesn't want to "fix" you.
He just wants you to have confidence.
And if you need someone cheering for you while you get there?
Enjin is already your biggest fan.
Jabber genuinely does not care whether you're shy or outgoing.
You don't like talking to people? Okay.
You do like talking to people? Thats fine
To him, it's just one of those things that makes you you. He doesn't see it as a problem to solve or a trait that needs special attention. You're shy. That's the end of the discussion.
What he cares about is whether you're comfortable.
One of Jabber's favorite things is having you nearby.
Which usually means you've somehow ended up sitting in his lap while he's doing something else.
Not because either of you planned it.
You're absentmindedly playing with the rings attached to his Vital Instrument while he talks about whatever nonsense crossed his mind that day.
Most people wouldn't dare touch them.
You don't even think about it anymore.
Your fingers run along one of the rings.
“You know these are important, right?”
Your hand immediately freezes.
“Why are you apologizing suger?”
“You said they're important.”
“Then why are you letting me touch them?”
He looks genuinely confused.
Like that's the most obvious answer in the world.
You continue fiddling with the rings.
he seems most amused watching you mess with something everyone else is so scared of.
“You know,” he says, leaning back, “most people are scared to touch these.”
“I'm getting excited just from you being happy!”
You freeze immediately, not again
Gris doesn't really care whether you're shy or not.
He isn't going to force you to talk more.
He isn't going to make a big deal out of it.
If you want to answer for yourself, great.
If you want him to do it for you sometimes, that's fine too.
To him it's as simple as: if you asked for help, he'll help.
The two of you are out eating together when the waiter finally walks over to your table.
Immediately you feel yourself getting nervous.
“What can I get for you two today?”
“Need me to order for you?”
The waiter doesn't even get a chance to ask another question before Gris leans closer.
You quietly whisper your order into his ear.
Then he turns back to the waiter like this is the most normal thing in the world.
“They'll have the sandwich with fries and a lemonade.”
The waiter writes it down without a second thought.
No making a scene about it afterward.
Once the waiter leaves, you let out a small breath.
Gris notices immediately.
Like that explains everything.
Because that's the thing about him.
He doesn't see helping you as some grand romantic gesture.
You're his person,you needed help so he helped
As far as he's concerned, that's exactly what he's supposed to do.
August is an extrovert through and through, and you're more quiet by nature but he’s already used to it because of his sister. So your shyness doesn’t confuse him or stress him out. It just becomes part of how the two of you move through the world.
You usually travel in pairs, so people expect both of you to show up together.
August is in the middle of talking to a few Cleaners, fully locked into whatever story he’s exaggerating this time. He’s animated, hands moving, completely comfortable.
You’re just slightly behind him, out of view, listening more than speaking.
One of the Cleaners looks around mid-conversation.
“Hey—where are they at?” clearly talking about you
Another leans a little to the side. “Yeah, I only see you.”
August doesn’t even turn at first.
Before he can finish, you slowly pop your head out from behind him.
August finally glances back like it’s the most normal thing in the world.
“Yeah, I told you look how cute, so cute! ”
he comes when August rants about how sweet and cute you are, this happens every time and it's embarrassing each time
August shrugs. “like look how cute they are! They give the BEST cuddles”
You immediately retreat half a step back behind him again as he starts the first stage of talking about you
A couple of them give a nervous laugh.
“See they are even funny like they are the BEST!”
You lightly tug his sleeve like you’re trying to hide him and yourself at the same time.
He leans slightly back toward you, still talking to them like nothing happened.
“Don’t worry I will get to the part where you give the best back rubs and then the best head-”
Before he can say anything else you push him and and then you run out of the room
“the best HEAD RUBS I meant” he yells as he follows you
Zanka had a hard time understanding you, not that he didn't understand stand your shyness but more as in he didn't understand how you can't get what's on your mind out. He the type of person that says whats on his mind and says it proudly.
Today is no different from other just hanging around the base, and you were lurking.
All you wanted were cuddles from Zanka but his room door is closed. You didn't want to knock because what if he was sleeping or like zenning out or something.
Little did you know that he wasn't in his room but was watching you from the hallway that leads to his room
After a moment, you raised your hand to knock on his door, then stopped
“My door is not even locked”
Huh he was right there the whole time
“Oh and you weren't even in it” you look down
He walks over to you and opens the door and drags you inside with him
“My room is your room, just do what you want”
“next time I will” you look at him
He said it meanly but he already knows what you want, he knew it from the start. You wanted cuddles and he wanted you to speak up for your self
