I just couldn't thank you all enough for the support I got on my last fic, it was so unexpected and I couldn't process the fact that my fic was trending with the tag "genshin x y/n". I WAS SO MUCH SCREAMING. But then, I disappeared. I FREAKING DISAPPEARED. I fell sick and college got me and all- buttttttt like I have many drafts saved with topics to write about. BUT I WAS WILLING TO KNOW IF Y'ALL WANT ME TO WRITE SOME CUTE SCENARIO OR FLUFF FOR GENSHIN CHARACTERS (or some other one's from anime I know, if I don't then I would research on that). I DON'T KNOW ABOUT NSFW WORKS, I CURRENTLY WANT TO KEEP IT FRIENDLY FOR ALL READERS SO YEAH. I can write stuffs beside 18+ aha-.
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Albedo : He didn't realise at first that you were asleep on his shoulder. He was too occupied to notice. Scrolling through the documents on his laptop, he suddenly felt a weight on one of his shoulder. He looked to his side to see you, peacefully sleeping on his shoulder. He looked at you for a whole minute, deciding whether to move or not. But well, you looked so peaceful that he didn't want to wake you up. He looked at his laptop, sighed, and turned it off, carefully. He took his phone out to lower the ringtone just in case it rings and wakes you up. He lowered himself to make it comfortable for you and gazed at the scenario through the glass window on the opposite side, taking in the silence between you two.
Childe : He was going through his phone that he felt a weight on one of his shoulders. He looked to the side to notice you, in deep sleep. He was planning to wake you up but he noticed your little snores, which would be a lie if he says he didn't find it cute. Letting you sleep on his shoulder, he kept scrolling through his phone. The next station arrived as the sound of the announcement woke you up. Oh dear, how embarrassing, you thought. Before you could say anything, he gave you his phone, "You can keep be the apology for later, can I have your number before you get off the train?"
Diluc : As there were no seats available, he was standing while talking on his phone about some work. As he was speaking, he felt a weight pushing him forward. He thought it was someone trying to break through the crowd, so he looked at his side. You were hardly trying to balance your very self as you leaned on to his shoulder, in deep sleep. Diluc stiffened at the contact. He tried to wake you up but the movement caused while waking you up, made you lean even closer to him while resting your head on his shoulder. He immediately tried to cage you so you wouldn't fall, which, apparently looked like he was hugging you. Embarrassed would be very least compared to what Diluc was feeling at that moment. Poor man, he even thought what if you wake up and think he is a pervert. The voice on the ongoing call kept calling his name. He took his phone close to his lips as he whispered, "Adelinde, can you inform others that I'll be late for the meeting? I can't get down on the next station, apparently."
Kaeya : Kaeya, himself, was leaning back onto the seat while trying to take a small nap. Last night's hangover and all didn't really give him enough time to sleep and, here he was, taking a small nap on a train. Kaeya is a light sleeper, so when he felt a weight on one of his shoulder, he was quick to react. Kaeya stared at your figure leaning dearly on his shoulder in deep slumber. He thought to wake you up but hesitated to disturb your peaceful sleep. So, Kaeya, out of no choice, decided to take a nap too. It will also be much better if you wake up and see him asleep, that way you will be less embarrassed, he thought. Well, you woke up to missing your station.
Kazuha : Kazuha was reading a book, full of poems. He did realise that beside him on the seat, there was a person who was in deep slumber, you. Kazuha and you were both strangers but also not. You both used to get on the same train and get off the same train, together. A relationship where you both met each other every single day but never talked to. Kazuha was reading the poems that he noticed something. Beside you two, there was a third person on your side. Slowly, you were leaning on their shoulder in deep slumber. Well, Kazuha wouldn't have bothered much till the stranger you were leaning onto started to wrap their arm around your sleeping figure. Oh dear, the way Kazuha glared at the stranger was enough haunting to them for few nights while going to bathroom alone. Kazuha coughed, eyeing the stranger as he gestured with his fingers 'they're with me'. The stranger was quick to remove his arms around your figure while Kazuha inched closer to you, carefully making you lean on his shoulder instead. He slowly removed some hair stances on your eyes, and layed his head onto your head lightly, reading his book, as you both waited for the next station.
Scaramouche : Scaramouche wasn't having it. You were sleeping on his shoulder for the past thirty minutes. He seriously wanted to wake you up and he actually did, just to get no response from you. He stared straight, facing the opposite side of the train. He looked so pissed that he even made a child on the train cry from his glare. Giving up, he sighed. He was going to get off on the next station. The next station arrived, he was about to get up while not really caring about your sleeping figure leaning on him, that he noticed something. A stranger on the opposite side of the train, facing you both, as he stared creepily at your figure. Oh dear, the moment the stranger realized they were getting stared at by someone, only to meet Scaramouche's typical death glare, they were so close to wet themselves. Scaramouche didn't stop though. He kept glaring at the stranger as if they were nothing but a piece of dirt. Which ended up with the stranger getting down on the current station even though their station was after few. Scaramouche stayed, not feeling assured that you'll be safe in your deep slumber, missing his station. You woke up after a while, to find a purple haired man looking at you with such disappointment which made you apologize not only at that moment, but, the rest of the journey.
Thoma : It was busy and crowdy on the train. Thoma stood straight with plastic bags filled with stuffs hanging on his arms as he hold you still while you laid your head on his chest being in deep slumber. You both knew each other since you both stayed nearby, barely interacting than just a 'good morning' & 'good evening'. How you ended up like this starts like this, you were standing on the train as you gave your seat to an old lady since there were no seats available. You were pretty exhausted, sleepy, every single word which is the opposite of relaxed. Thoma, being on the same train, took notice of your figure slowly dozing off to sleep. Well, you would have hit your nose or so if he didn't dash in front of you to carefully make you lean on him. Thoma stayed like this for a few minutes till the next station arrived and the crowd got off, leaving enough seats. Thoma, being the gentleman he is, carefully made your sleeping figure sit while taking a seat beside you. Carefully inching closer, making your head lean on his shoulder, he relaxed his strained muscles he got while standing for long enough. Do accept his invitation for dinner at his house after you wake up and instead of accepting your apology he throws this invitation <3
Xiao : Oh please, he is so stiff at the contact as you were laying your head on his shoulder, taking a trip to dreamland. First of all, Xiao doesn't even know who you are. He saw you for the first time on this train. Seeing your packed bag, he assumed you were visiting someone in another city, but, where does you sleeping on his shoulder part came from? He is, not at all, moving. Staring straight on the empty seats in front of him, he's just wishing for you to wake up. Of course, he won't wake you up, if he really did then he won't miss his station which was literally the last one the train stopped at. He didn't know how to move. Bonus, you kept snuggling unconsciously on his shoulder because, it was comfyβ¨. You woke up to missing your station, which was apparently the second last station in the list. The train all empty, and mind you, you woke up to the Ticket Examiner calling you up since it was the last station and all passengers have gotten down except you two, you and Xiao. You looked at the guy beside you who had a frown on his face as he crossed his arm looking down not saying a word. 'Tsk' was all you heard. Well don't worry, you both took another train, this time, you were fully awake.
Zhongli : How long has it been since you fell asleep? Oh, well, you might not know but Zhongli does. It's been hell lot of time. But the man, as calm and collected he is, even when a random stranger is leaning on to his shoulder in deep slumber, he didn't react. Zhongli, understood how tired you might have been since you basically fell asleep on a stranger's shoulder. He didn't move an inch, just in case he wakes you up. Maybe the calm and collected man has lost some of his calmness, resulting in a flustered mess (still collected though mind you) when an old lady commented on both of you, "Such a lovely couple you both are. I had my time like this too, with my husband, before we both got married." Ok but, it would not be justice if I say you both, Zhongli and you, looked any less than a couple. God, date already <3. Ok facts aside, Zhongli did tell the old woman that you both were not dating, which he got a reply, "Oh, my apologies for assuming that. But, saying from experience, you both should give it a try if you both happen to be single, haha." Ok but that's facts. You woke up to see Zhongli, with red tint all over his cheeks. You immediately apologized for your doing. Don't be surprised if the next day you see the same man waiting for you in the train, keeping a seat for you.
note: might have lost creative brain juice for zhongli's part <\3
Friends, you both are, that's what Kaeya always repeats to himself. He would be the best friend you can ever have out there, and the worst lover, up to Kaeya. The night as peaceful as ever, stars as if arguing who is the brightest out there, setting up a beautiful view that Kaeya will love to admire with someone close, you. Walking down the streets of Mondstadt, heading over to your house, he passed the Angel's share. "Master Kaeya? No drinks today?", asked Nimrod. " Haha, in a hurry, maybe next time." Master Kaeya in such a hurry that he's skipping his weekend time at angel's share? How amusing. "Ah guess Master Kaeya found someone." The man teased as Kaeya responded with a chuckle. Found someone? Did he? Ah no, he's the worst lover out there, isn't he? "Guess, everyone is finding their 'someone', even Y/N." Pardon? Kaeya hesitated to keep the smile on his face with that reply, "Y/N?" Was all he could say. "Ah yes, yes, Y/N. Came across them couple of hours ago, they were with someone, shouldn't guess things like that but the way they both dressed up seemed like they were going somewhere special, guess where?" Kaeya stared silently, "..where?" "Starsnatch Cliff! To see the stars. Now if that ain't a date, haha", answered the almost drunk man. Kaeya smiled, " Guess, it is a date then." Waving at the drunk man he started walking, this time, towards his own house. No, he isn't sad, he's happy, very happy, that his close friend found someone they can love. Someone far, far better than Kaeya himself. Someone, who can love you more, no...no one can love you as much as Kaeya. He knows it, knows it very well, and he wished only if he didn't remind you that he's just a friend, good friend of yours while knowing damn well that you liked him as much he did. Pain, regret, jealousy, everything went haywire inside Kaeya. Damn it, if he could finish his work a little earlier, he would have been the one admiring those constellations with you, only if he could ask you a bit earlier, only if he could reach you a bit earlier, it would have been him.
Diluc
"Master Diluc?" Adelinde looked at the crimson haired man who was in deep thoughts few minutes ago. "Oh, yes?" Asked the man. "Master Diluc, here's a letter for you-" Diluc took the letter faster than Adelinde could complete her sentence. He nodded as a gesture implying Adelinde to take her leave. Not only Adelinde but anyone would be confused towards this rushed behavior of the ever calm Master Diluc. What was in the letter? Oh, it's the 25th letter you sent this month. Letters including hand written poems of yours, which you loved to send to Diluc. Poems about love, poems about nature, poems about everything but sadness. You never wrote something about sadness. To you, sadness didn't stay longer when Diluc was around. Even if he would be indulging himself in loads of work, not having a single minute for you, you still felt happier that he existed in your life. "Another love poem.." Said the man opening the letter. Diluc will say whatever he wants, but he can't deny the smile which takes a place in his face everytime he reads your poems. He loved every single poem of yours. He kept each poem you sent through a letter, why? He doesn't have a reason, he says. It was obvious in the beginning when you started sending letters by letters to him, of love poems. "You should become a poet, your poem was really nice." He would say, knowing pretty well that you can't say it on his face that how much you liked him. He knows you can't, that's why he doesn't, too. He completed reading the poem, with a smile on his face, that the smile took no longer than a second to fade away. The small note you wrote after ending your poem, the note asking him if the poem was good enough for someone you wish to confess to. Was it good? It was more than good, it was beautiful. But he won't be the one to witness this beautiful poem as a confession in that sweet voice of yours, he won't be, he never will be, because he's just a friend, a friend that you moved on from.
Childe
Such a beautiful sunset it is today, thought Childe walking down the streets of Liyue. He was holding on some things you asked if he could bring to you since you're too busy to spare a single second all day. Childe loved whenever you needed help from him. He knows you're very self sufficient and barely ask for help. Childe, on the other side, is always willing to help, when it comes to you. Archons! he wished he was at your place already. He planned to ask you to watch the sunset with him, only if he reaches before the sunset ends. In a span of minute, he was at your place. But where were you? He noticed the locked door, signifying you weren't inside. "Am I mistaking something?" He thought. He looked around if he can catch a glimpse of you. Ah, there you are, with...? Probably some colleague of yours. He decided to walk towards you just to stop in the middle. The orange hues painted Liyue in it's colour, which also painted Childe's rage deep within. The interwined hands of yours and the person doesn't portray a relationship of colleagues. And it wasn't, apparently. Childe admired how beautiful you looked in those red and orange hues, admired the smile on your face, admired everything at that very moment about you, as it was his only way to escape his rage towards that very person and to not disappoint you. To not ruin the very moment you longed for, to love someone who loves you back, the who which Childe wasn't. No, he doesn't wants you to end up with him, he doesn't wants you to see the dark side of his life, he doesn't want anything which makes you sad, but here he was, again sacrificing himself for his loved one's happiness.
Zhongli
A cup of tea highlighting the calming evening, will be more than delighting. Taking a sip from his cup, Zhongli relaxed his muscles for the warmth it provided within him. The evening looks beautiful. A beauty as calm as...you, was his thought. Zhongli laughs in a low tone, amused how you have invaded his thoughts even while admiring such a beautiful evening, little bit disappointed how he tries to find you in everything. A beautiful friendship, he repeats. But everytime he happens to limit both of your relationship to friendship, he feels heavy. He knows in which direction his feelings are heading to but he tries hard to deny it, he doesn't wants to admit, he doesn't wants to feel pain. You look as happy as you were when he first met you, never less. That's all he wants. Not wanting to be the reason of your happiness neither the reason of your sadness. He should not have become friends in the first place, he thinks. But the man couldn't do so, not after he felt the hole deep in his heart slowly filling up, with your love and care. He will give plenty of logical explanation and excuses to deny how you make him feel happier than he have been in thousands of years. How was it possible for such a mortal like you in thousands of years to make him feel such a feeling? Such a feeling...like..- Zhongli wakes himself up from his deep thoughts. No, he can't bear such a feeling towards you, not when you're soon going to be someone else's. Zhongli stares at his cup, the tea almost cold. He was waiting for your return, return from a date you told him you were going to, with someone special. He was very happy, that you found your one. He was happy, that he was some of the only person you told this about. He was happy, that he wasn't the reason for your happiness neither sadness, without knowing, that you were his long happiness, now sadness.
"I adore it. I adore it, when you hold my hand while looking at those constellations under the night sky. I adore it, when you hold my face in those warm palms of yours as your thumb softly rubs my lips. I adore it, when you pulled me inside of one of the Crux Fleet's room secretly and pecked me. I adore it, when you let me caress your body with these mortal hands of mine. I adore it, when you kiss the crown of my head while I pretend to be asleep. I adore it, when you don't want me to leave. I adore it, when you adore me."
It was the end of the letter, but not the end of those tears which continued to fall from your eyes from the very beginning. "Why? Why Kazuha? Why did you leave me?.." Kazuha can never leave you. He'll risk everything he has just to be with you. You were his whole world, you were his only world. But he couldn't return to his world, not when his homeland is in a war and his friends were in need. "You will return, right?" You said standing in front of him before he was ready to set sail for his homeland. "Even if thousands of wars break out, I'll always return home to you, safely." He didn't lie, right? You were arguing with those numerous uncertain thoughts of his safe arrival. Especially when you happen to receive his letter during the ongoing war in Inazuma.
The wind blew a little roughly today, or it was just you. Everything seemed rough after a hectic day at your work, Wangshu Inn. After starting today's day with all sorts of hope and excitement, you again found out the means of your hope and excitement didn't arrive. The arrival of the Yaksha. The Yaksha, who visits Wanghsu Inn occasionally in the shadows, tempted all the stories you have been hearing since a long time. After a conversation with your boss, Verr Goldet, you were confirmed with all the stories about the Yaksha's visits. Verr Goldet did question your eagerness to meet the Yaksha but didn't dare to ask because the chances of meeting the Yaksha were close to impossible. Not wanting to disappoint you, she didn't say anything.
There was a problem. You didn't know when will the Yaksha visit. Even Verr Goldet didn't have an answer to your question. All you knew that presenting the sweet delicacy named almond tofu to the Yaksha was one way to meet him. And that's how it started, making the sweet delicacy and bringing it packed to your work. You always gave your boss the delicacy before your leave and told her to inform you if the Yaksha did visit and liked the delicacy you made. You didn't leave after doing so. Hiding at a proper distance from the counter, you waited till the sun rose and birds chirped. No signs of the Yaksha's visit. Well, it was just the first day, no need to be disappoint! Verr Goldet did say that the Yaksha visits here, occasionally, she won't be lying right? Those were the thoughts running through your head after your first failure.
After a month of attempts, unsuccessful attempts, you gave up today. Bringing the sweet delicacy to work along with your lunch and working till your estimated time to pack up was your schedule today too. Sadly, due to the increase work load at Wangshu Inn, you were called urgently in need of staffs. Leaving behind all your plans you rushed to your work place which resulted in over 20 hours of work. It was hectic. A bit of disappointment washed over you thinking what if the Yaksha visited today while you have nothing to offer? You didn't want to miss a single day for your daily attempts to meet the Yaksha.
"Just once...just one time, one time in person, I want to thank you." Thank him? The Yaksha? Correct. It was last year, on your way to Liyue after returning from Mondstat, your cart was attacked by a bunch of monsters. As the coachman run away and the horses went in all directions, you were left in the cart alone with your little sibling and grandmother. You locked the cart from inside just so none of the monsters can enter, but, instead, they were attacking the cart from outside. Cries, screams, calls for help, was all you could do. In a span of time, the monsters managed to loose the door of the cart after heavy attempts of bumping into it. As the door slowly lost it's hold, evil eyes of those peeked through your souls. A last cry for help was all you could do before life could flash in front of your eyes.
Suddenly, all the growls, noises, stopped. There was a sudden peace other than your little sibling and grandmother crying. What just happened? Where did the monsters go? You stared at the loose door hanging dearly on the very cart. You stepped forward, deciding to check the situation. About to step outside the cart, your little sibling hold the selvage of your attire pulling it sightly for a silent cry of "please don't go". You smiled comforting your little, and stepped out. The scenario was confusing, not a single monster was around, what just happened? You looked around for a sign or clue which could make sense, but you found nothing. Walking back to the cart, you told your grandmother and little sibling it's all safe now and planned to call for help from the nearest village from your current location.
"We are safe? We are really safe? Grandma! The Yaksha saved us! Look he saved us all!" Was what your little sibling exclaimed. The Yaksha? Do they really exist in this era? Were your thoughts. Maybe it was the Yaksha, maybe it was him who saved you all tonight, or else where did the monsters go? Questions ran through your head like the water in a stream. Helping your grandmother and sibling to come out of the broken cart, you planned to walk a bit further to call for help from a nearby village you could see the lights coming from.
A cold breeze hit your soft skin causing shivers down your spine. You looked at the moon of tonight's sky, leaving a gasp, and thanking the Archons that you were alive to see today's and all those up coming moons yet to be witnessed. Was it just you or the moon happen to stare straight through you? No, it was not the moon, it was the very black figure standing above the hill blocking the moonlight with it's back. All you could see was a pair of amber eyes shinning brightly at you, leaving you speechless.
You were standing at the balcony of Wangshu Inn while remembering this incident. The breeze was cold, the moon shone brightly, the silence of the dark was calming, it was familiar. As familiar as the night when your eyes met the Yaksha's for the first time. You sighed, planning to go home. You should have left an hour ago already as Verr Goldet told you so but you felt like to admire today's moon, a bit longer. The winds which blew roughly today seemed to slowly feel good, a small smile stretched your lips without any specific reason.
It wasn't just your lips who happen to smile without a specific reason. A figure keeping a proper distance did smile too. The moonlight falling on your glowing skin, the breeze slowly blowing your hair, your sparkling eyes, your beautiful smile, everything was worth of admiring, worth of falling for, in love, for the Yaksha. You weren't left unnoticed, more likely, you made a special place in someone's heart without themselve knowing. Everytime you felt sad after arriving at your work place finding out that the Yaksha didn't visit so did the gift of the sweet delicacy remained untouched, it was all a lie. Verr Goldet, who didn't want to tell you the truth just because the Yaksha told her not to, lied to you just for the Yaksha's promise. Why? What would have been the Yaksha's promise? As complicated it might be, the Yaksha slowly started to cherish the moments you made such things only for him, even though it felt not worth in the beginning, to him.
He noticed your devotion, your eagerness, your hardwork, just to thank him, in person. It was exaggerating to him for a mere mortal to do such things just to thank him for what was the contract he made with The Geo Archon, thousands of years ago, to protect Liyue. He, who visited occasionally, started visiting most of the time at Wangshu Inn just to have a glimpse of you and your helpless ongoing attempts. It was suprising to him, for you, to devote yourself at such a measure. Suprised? By a mere mortal? Pathetic, he would have thought if he could stop his very self from passing a single day without your glimpse. Not accepting your gift, not letting Verr Goldet to tell you anything, was all he could do, just because he didn't want you to stop, stop making something with such pure intention, with such love, which if he accepts then he might not get more of it, was what he thought. Little did the Yaksha know, he was stepping into a stage where he won't be able to stay a second without you.
apologies if it's bad and I might have not done any proof read so, forgiveness of yours π€²π».
β’ warnings: gun, stalker, blood, dark (just in case)
β’ I'm quacking 17 notes + 1 reblog am I dreaming
β’ Thank. You. So. Fruity. Much.
β’ Asking you for a virtual date
"I love thee with a heart that shall not die, till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old."
You placed your cup on the table after taking a sip of your beverage. You looked at the man who asked you for a 'tea-coffee' invitation. You sighed at the thought of maybe being at home, making plans for a party night or just laying back and reading prose & poems, or binging on movies instead of having a morning date with a stranger; well, a stranger for now, at most.
"Are you feeling bored?" The man spoke interrupting your thoughts. You quickly shook your head signifying you didn't, but you did feel bored. "Don't worry, it's fine to feel bored." The man said with a genuine smile.
"Do you, do you have something important to do or to ask which involves me?" You spoke. "Just because, I did say no for this tea-coffee invitation of yours, but, you said you have something to show...may I know what is it?" You asked.
"Sure, but first, let me introduce thyself" Backing the chair a bit to stand, he stood up and slightly coughed to clear his voice, which was, apparently just a show off but we're going to let it pass. "Toji Fushiguro, the 'only' good looking staff and receptionist of The Lilies Hotel." He said.
To be honest, you really did find the 'only good looking' part a bit random and funny. You laughed a little. Staying on your seat, you introduced yourself. "Y/N, Y/N S/N."
"A name as pretty as the person!" He exclaimed placing himself onto the seat. You disagreed to that compliment as an act of politeness. "So..." You said. "Oh, I know I know, okay so, these are just few questions if you don't mind me asking." He said and waited for your permission and continued as soon as you gave one.
"Okay so, during the time the gun was with you, did anything strange happen? Like some unknown people happen to follow you or anything?" He questioned.
You thought for a second before replying, "Not really, it was all fine, except the gun. The gun really kept me terrified for days." You answered with a slight laugh towards the ending.
Toji nodded, trying to think of something which you apparently didn't have an idea of. "About the gun, where did you exactly find it?"
"In my bag, after I woke up on the bench outside a coffee shop. I don't really remember how I ended up there, but I kind of feel it's the same gun which I came across the night before; when it was laying under the lamppost on the street."
He nodded again. Staring at the table, he happen to figure out a conclusion. He seemed unsatisfied though. It was pretty hectic for him trying to find the gun for the past days. The gun belonged to him.
Under the mask of a charming staff working at this very hotel, he happened to be a part of something which he didn't want anyone to figure out, especially you. He lived a simple life, until the dusk.
Being an assassin paid him pretty well. The bigger the risk, the bigger the cheque. But the only thing which worried him the most was unintentionally getting people involved in his life, which might lead to things he was too scared to believe. He didn't want his 'after dusk life' to be the reason of someone's...death.
For this reason, he intentionally lose all his contacts with the people he was close with and, avoided being close to someone in the future. But with you, he has barely any choice. The gun along with other weapons he was provided by the very gang, was missing for weeks, making him pause all his assigned missions.
He couldn't let the Superiors know about this, it was risky. Not for him, but for the people he knew, as in colleagues. He leaned back on the chair, staring at the ceiling, multiple thoughts running in his head.
"Excuse me, but, are there anymore questions?" You asked. Snapping out of his thoughts, he looked at you. "Yeah, one last question." A playful smile appeared on his face. "Are you free tonight?" He asked.
You stared at the man for couple of seconds, not knowing what to answer. You definitely didn't want to say 'yes' but for the 'no', you were trying to figure out a proper excuse. Before you could speak, the man stood up exclaiming. "I will take the silence as a yes. Meet you at seven here, then. Enjoy your 'tea - coffee', I have to go get back at work. If you need something do inform me or anyone of the staffs. See you then." He finished his sentence with a wink which complimented his playful grin.
Toji would definitely not want anyone to be involved in his life, but he asked you out for tonight. Undoubtedly, he wasn't doing it all just to impress you, but more of using you for his own very mission he had to pause because of his missing gun. Toji is a man of words. He will finish something he started in any way he can. He didn't know that finding the gun after weeks will also come with a gift, which was you.
Your unknown involvement in this situation made things a lot easier for him. And he wouldn't let the chance go. Even though, he kept his eyes on you if you also happen to be living a 'simple life till dusk ' like him and being a part of the opposite party who had almost caught him the night he lost his gun just in case. Can't let his guards down.
He was surprised you didn't recognize him after both of yours first encounter, or pretended not to. He did recognize you right after the moment he found out where his gun was residing. Noting your time of arrival and departure for work, and all other things just to figure out the best time he can ask you to return his gun.
Thinking you might freak out if he asks about it in person, sending a note was the only option he thought seemed normal. Adding a flower bouquet to it was his habit of 'perfection'.
Now as for how your involvement made things easier for Toji was only known to Toji himself. Whatever he does, but he won't let you get affected by his plan in any sort of way. In short, he will be using you but will be also protecting you which, somehow, doesn't seems to make sense.
β‘ warnings: gun, blood, stalker, dark (just in case).
β Toji Fushiguro x reader fic β’ part 2
β‘ pls do not plagiarize my work in any way :(
β okay but 5 notes omg- TYSM IT MEANS A LOT FR
β I'm kinda back...sorry I forgot I had to write this after leaving it in my drafts half done for months βπ»
"Did my heart love till now? Foreswear it, sight! I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."
The sound of your doorbell ringing scattered around. On a tiring Friday night, when you just came back from work maybe not even a proper 20 minutes ago, made you frown at the ringing sound. Dragging yourself to the door you sighed opening it. Nothing you could see than a bouquet of Yellow Lilies. You stared down at it. Hesitant at the first couple of minutes, you decided to pick it up anyway. Checking carefully you saw a small paper card hanging onto the side of the bouquet. Swiftly locking the door, you ran towards your room and locked the door up. You looked around in fear, the fear which you just got reminded of again after looking at the small card. Settling down on your bed, you took deep breathes to calm down your very self.
It was a beautiful Saturday morning, but you were too occupied to admire that. Walking to your very destiny with the address provided to you, you looked around to check if you're on the right way. The small card which held the address, didn't have any specific time or day mentioned for you to visit. It was half way pretty useless. But being terrified about having a gun residing in your own very rented apartment without a proper license did haunt you pretty well, maybe more if it's owner stood by your door and accused you of 'π΄π΅π¦π’ππͺπ―π¨' it.
After a couple of minutes of more walking, you reached your very destination. Walking in, you looked around the place. You stood on the entrance for two minutes figuring out what to do next, which, well, ended up with two more minutes. You might have gone for more two minutes until the receptionist noticed you and you happen to make an 'π¦πΊπ¦ π΅π° π¦πΊπ¦' contact.
"Good morning Ma'am, how can I help you?"
"Uh, well, you see..."
You kept thinking what to say or maybe, how to say that you are here to return a gun but to whom specifically? Well, you don't know and how would you even with the not so useful small card you found with the bouquet.
"Are you here to return the gun, Ma'am?"
Oh yes no wait how does he knows!?
You stared at the very receptionist who had a mischievous smile, perfectly complimenting his features. He leaned forward, his arms placed on the counter supporting his physique as he maintained the eye contact with you.
"I hope you liked the lilies."
"If you were the person who left the address at my door, then, I want to return the gun, please."
The very receptionist smiled, portraying a playful aura. "You can keep it, it doesn't really matters when you will return it and well, it will be a pretty good excuse to meet you often here."
The audacity. That's what you thought. Spending days with this very metal in your locker which caused more fear every passing minute and when you got the chance to get rid of it, you're being hit on by it's very owner, hope at least he's the very owner.
You sighed, taking out a nicely wrapped small parcel and placing it over the counter. "The gun's inside it, take it back, I'm not really interested in keeping something which caused horror to me for days. I hope you will understand, thank you." You gave a not so genuine smile before walking out of the very place.
You did hear the person saying aloud 'wait' but you didn't stop and walked away, more like ran away. Slowing down with a proper distance from the hotel, you looked back to check, to check what specifically? Well, you didn't know, your intuition just made you do so.
And there was the receptionist, meters away from you but still properly visible, holding the very parcel you gave him. Both of you stared at each other across the street. There were no words, no movement, nothing other than both of your gaze meeting each other's. The man, slowly started walking towards you, decreasing the distance with each step he took.
You stood there, not moving. The man was now standing before you, maintaining the eye contact he had with you since the moment you turned around to meet his eyes. Feeling he wanted to say something, you waited.
A sigh left his mouth. "If you aren't busy then maybe we can have some tea - coffee, as a token of thanking you for keeping the gun with yourself for long enough, only if you want to.
Taking each step further on the busy streets crowded with enormous people with all sorts of emotions was taking you back to your very roof you lived under. A lack of something always has been there, either happiness, friendship, a hug or just a "you're doing well" with a pat on the head.
Staring down at the shadows formed under the bright eye of the heaven of each passerby was giving your thoughts enough time to recall the memories of passed week. The late shift at your work leading you to come across a gun on the street under the light of the lamppost.
Staring deeply at the piece of heavy metal laying on the ground caused thoughts running across your mind faster than the light of a thunder. Taking your phone out to send your location to one of your colleagues just incase any unfortunate circumstances occurs, you hear a huff. Turning around you see a man with his hands on the ground, the hands which supported his physique, panting staring at the laying gun. The insufficient light falling from the lamppost showcasing his incomplete appearance made you walk a bit closer, looking carefully at the person you try to speak just to be obliged by a sudden action of the tall dark haired man pushing you back, making you fall on the ground.
The sound of gunshots feeling the empty atmosphere was enough to make you shiver on the cold ground you laid on. You turned your head slowly not moving an inch of your body in fear, the insufficient light causing the group of people not notice your appearance was a sigh of relief. Each one of them holding a gun as your eyes traveled to a figure with it's knees on the ground, a groan of pain echoed through your ears.
Sensing the situation, your eyes laid on the cold metal on the ground. The last thing you saw was the dark eyes of the kneeled person meeting yours before you shot one of the bullets in the air.
"You say you love rain
but you open your umbrella.
You say you love the sun but
You find a shadow spot.
You say you love the wind
but you close the windows.
This is why I am afraid
when you say you love me."
You turned over the pages reading the poems of the same book you read every time you had a hollow feeling forming inside you. Sighing, you leaned back on your sit, moving your gaze from the ceiling of your room to the glass window which showcased the shining pearl in the darkened ocean of heaven.
"Excuse me, ma'am?"
A voice woke you up. You sat up hurriedly staring at the figure who woke you up. Weird to say, but you realized you spent your whole night on this single wooden bench outside a coffee shop. You wondered how you happen to end up here even how you managed to fall asleep. Noticing the apron the person wore, you realized they might be one of the worker of the coffee shop. You took a deep breathe.
"Are you okay?" The female asked with furrowed eyebrows. "Yeah, I am okay, sorry."
You snap out of your memories of your past week. The incident still so fresh as if it happened last night itself. You look down at your fist, wrapped up in a bandage. A bunch of unanswered questions kept running through your head every time you remember about that night. Coming across a gun on the silent streets, encountering a group of armed men, waking up on a bench, your bandaged wrist. But what were you trying to forget the most? Those cold dark eyes. You wondered if those eyes are still blinking or not. You shook your head under the steady stream of hot water running down your body, relaxing your muscles, from the shower. Wrapping your arms around you, you hugged yourself tight, tight enough to cry in your own warmth under the shower. You could have forgotten every single thing that night ever happened, only if the very piece of metal you saw that night wasn't locked in your drawer.
It's my first fic on tumblr and one I actually wrote after over a year so I don't know how I write now forgiveness of urs πΏ. But I still hope with this lvl of being an amateur that you, yes you sexy bij, I hope you like it πΎβ€.
