Shinji x reader in one bed trope somehow and it turns into a love confession?
Sorry this took so long but it’s finally here! I had so much fun writing this :)
✧ One bed and two folks in love
Shinji x Reader // fluff & lil bit of crack // reader is gender neutral
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⋆°.•✦ “What are you doing?” You ask, looking at the scene in front of you. And of course, it’s just Shinji attempting to unlock a hotel room the two of you never even bothered to book. Fantastic.
It was late at night, and you had just wrapped up a mission in the world of the living—successfully, for once. Heading back to the Soul Society had of course crossed your mind, but Shinji insisted it would be smarter to rest and return first thing in the morning.
You roll your eyes and sigh, exhaustion weighing on you as you desperately hope that something, anything, will happen so you can finally get some sleep. “You’re a soul reaper and opening a door is something you can’t do? Seriously? We could just head downstairs and book a room instead of—
“Aha! Yes, finally it worked.” Shinji celebrates in a hushed tone as he opens the door, excitement lighting up on his face. He turns back to you with a bright, proud smile— one that practically begs for some kind of praise, as if he ls just waiting to hear how impressive an amazing he is.
“Amazing. Truly inspiring if you ask me. The door couldn’t stand a chance,” you say.
Shinji snickered, “At this rate, I might even figure out how to book hotel rooms by the next decade.”
You finally step inside, and the door clicks shut behind the two of you at last. As you and Shinji glance around and turn on the lights, your eyes widen at the sight.
A brief silence settles between you. And honestly, it’s not really anyone’s fault—neither of you had any idea that there’s only one bed. One couch. One bathroom. One desk. This room is clearly meant for just a single person.
“I’ll take the floor,” Shinji said quickly, as he was already halfway into grabbing one of the cushions from the couch like he had rehearsed this type of scenario in his dreams.
“No!” you blurted. “I mean— no, that’s… that’s kinda dumb, don’t ya think? I mean, it’s just a bed.”
He froze and turned his head quickly to look at you. “Just… a bed? Seriously, y/n?”
“Yeah, just a bed. I mean, people share beds almost all the time. It’s not THAT weird.” You reply.
He scoffed. “Its extremely weird.”
“It’s extremely weird only if you make it weird.”
“I am already making this hundred times more weird.” He admitted, looking awkward and refusing to look at you.
You laugh softly to yourself, dropping your bag onto the couch. “Okay then, we can set up a rule: We don’t make it weird. Deal?”
“Right, not weird. Deal.” He nodded seriously. “So uh.. what do we do? Do we pick sides?” He then asked as he looked back towards the bed.
You want to laugh again. “Shinji, what is this, some territorial dispute thing?”
He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. “Oh I don’t know! I’ve never done this thing before!”
You look at him and smile softly. “It’s okay, we can just lay down like normal and we shut our eyes to sleep. That’s all. I don’t know why you’re making such a big deal about this.”
“Normal. Yeah, normal.” He repeated, like he was trying to memorize the concept of laying down like normal and sleeping next to someone. Right, right.
After the two of you finally finished your bedtime routines, you were both laying stiffly on the bed with your arms glued like mannequins. The blanket was tucked between you like a border, it was kind of ridiculous.
“See? This is normal,” You said quietly.
“Hmph.. this is the most unnatural I’ve ever felt in my entire life.” He whispered.
He decided to ask, “Y/n, are you cold?”
“A little,” You whispered back.
There was a small rustle for a moment, as he tugged more of the blanket toward you, making sure he didn’t cross the invisible line between the two of you. You tucked yourself in more in the blanket, feeling satisfied and warm.
“You’re welcome,” He murmurs.
There was silence for another moment as the two of you remained laying there.
“Hey, you’re still awake?” Shinji asked.
“Just wanted to say—you did great out there today. You’ve improved a lot, especially after that one time you fell on your ass during our first sparring match heh. And to be honest, I wouldn’t mind getting assigned another mission with you again… if that ever happens, ya know,” he says quietly.
You fall quiet for a moment, a quiet sense of pride settling in at his sudden yet very honest compliment. “Shinji, you do not have to remind me of that day of our sparring match. But, that really means a lot to me—thank you. You did a great job out there too. And yeah, I’m looking forward to going on more missions together. Maybe next time something funny happens to you so I can get a good laugh.”
He laughs softly at your comment and proceeds to slightly tease you, “Aww, did you just get shy now?” He turns his head to look at you.
“Shy? No. What makes you ask that?” You ask, feeling flustered.
“Heh, you went silent after I praised you. Thought you got shy for a second there.” He snickered, trying to get a rise out of you like he always does.
“Ughh, you’re so insufferable.”
“Yeah yeah. But you love it.”
Silence falls again, until he cleared his throat softly and proceeded to ask you a question again..
“Can I ask you something?”
You slightly nod, “Sure. What is it?”
“I don’t mean to bring this up again but uh… why didn’t you let me sleep on the floor? I mean, you really didn’t need to make me sleep here I just… uh… why?”
You slightly turned your head, glancing at him. Even in the dark, you can still see how tense he was from asking that question.
“Because, I didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable. We both had a long and tiring day. The best thing we could do is share the bed so we can properly rest.”
He blinked. “Uncomfortable? But you might be uncomfortable with my presence right here next to you.”
“Yeah but…” you hesitated, then shrugged. “I don’t mind. Well, not with you.”
You smile slightly, eyes drifting to the ceiling. “Besides, you’re the least scary person to be stuck in a one bed situation with.”
“That’s… not a compliment, is it?” He asks, just to make sure you were being serious and not messing with him.
“It is. You’re safe,” You reassured him.
Another pause, soft and quiet. Until he speaks again..
You blinked, turning your head to look at him again. “What?”
His face is already buried in the pillow. Your heart did a little backflip seeing him get shy in front of you over such a simple comment.
“I’m glad… glad that it’s you. Who I’m… sharing this bed with..” He mumbled.
“Yeah… me too…” You reply softly.
The space between you suddenly felt a lot smaller, yet neither of you made the effort to move away. Without realizing, he shifted a little closer and the blanket border crumples.
“Hey Shinji, you’re crossing the invisible line,” You playfully pointed out.
“Oh shush,” He let out a nervous laugh, but he didn’t move back.
Your arms brushed against each others.. this time lingering.
“Can I confess something? He asked.
Your heart fluttered at his question. “Uh, depends what it is. Is it embarrassing?”
“Extremely. Embarrassing like you giving me a wedgie in front of the other captains the other day.”
“Ah… perfect. Go ahead, then,” you say, a small smile tugging at your lips.
A few seconds of silence stretch between you, until he takes a deep breath. You can almost hear the nervous tremor in his voice with the way his words are about to tumble out.
“I… I like you. A lot. Like.. a lot, a lot. I’ve been liking you for months now. I just, thought that maybe you didn’t feel the same way despite our differences as soul reapers, if you know what I mean.”
You freeze, your heart skipping a beat at his confession.
He continued. “I like you,” he repeated. “Like, ‘sharing the last pudding cup’ like.” He added quickly. “Or ‘I panic everytime you’re around me’ kind of like. Uh, probably both.”
You stare at him, stunned by his words, before a slightly shy smile tugs at your lips. “Do you really panic when I’m close to you?”
He swallows nervously. “I mean, I am panicking right now so.. yeah.”
You tease him a little, finding the whole situation too silly and adorable to take seriously. “Heh, that’s cute. Well, your confession is accepted. I like you too. A lot. Like, ‘I’d share a strawberry milkshake with you’ like. Ive also liked you for a while, I just didn’t know if I was in denial about liking you. But my heart wouldn’t stop pounding when you were around.”
“Awwww… that’s so cute how you just said that, I feel so lucky, like I just struck gold,” he says a little teasingly. “It’s making me panic less now.”
He reaches over, pinching your cheek with a satisfied smile and giggles. You try to playfully push his hand away, but he gently cups your face, pressing his nose against your cheek. He leans in a little, more confident now that the two of you have confessed to each other.
You freeze for a moment as his nose continues brushing against yours, and there’s a soft heat that rises to your cheeks. Shinji’s usual behavior is gone, replaced with a shy almost bashful confidence.
“You’re really warm,” you murmur, your voice barely a whisper.
He blinks at you, his eyes go a bit wide, then he grins sheepishly. “Yeah… I guess I am. Warm I mean. Not weird warm or anything.”
You giggle softly, shaking your head. “No, it’s nice. I… I like it.”
Encouraged by your words, Shinji slowly leans closer, careful to not rush anything but wondering how it would be if maybe, just maybe he gave you a little kiss on your cheek like how he always dreamed of doing.
His hand, still cupping your cheek, moves gently to brush a strand of hair behind your ear. The blanket shifts slightly around the two of you, and the space between your bodies feels small and perfectly right.
He shifts slightly, clearing his throat nervously, “Hey uh… can I…?”
You tilt your head, a small smile on your lips. “Can you what?”
His cheeks flush pink and he looks down for a moment, like he’s gathering some courage. “I… I want to… do something.. just, don’t freak out,” he murmurs, leaning in just slightly.
Before you could respond, his lips brush slightly against your cheek. It’s soft, tentative, and very sweet. Your heart starts fluttering even more as you try to hide a shy smile that’s spreading across your face.
Shinji then hides his face into the cook of your neck and mumbles, “Sorry… I’ve wanted to do that for a while. Hope that’s okay and not… weird.. heh.”
You gently nuzzle his head, “Don’t worry. It’s more than okay.”
For the rest of the night, he stays close, occasionally brushing his lips against your cheek again, and you doing the same to him. It was the soft and sweet moment that made the two of you happy together. And during that moment, you finally shared a “I love you” to each other.
Minutes later, the two of you finally fell asleep in each others arms, the soft warmth of the blanket cocooning you and the quiet hum of the room making everything feel safe and perfect. Not weird heh. Goodnight.. zzz
The next morning, you slowly stir awake, blinking against the morning light. Everything feels weirdly warm, comfy, and… squishy? And that’s when you notice.
Your eyes snap open. Shinjis socked feet are right on your face like some kind of wonky alarm clock. You’re still laying there there trying to process on how the hell did this even happen. Just hours ago, he was all sweet and normal, holding you in his arms. And now you’ve been promoted to footrest. The good thing is that he had his socks on and not barefoot. (lmfao)
“Shinji!” You call out towards him, trying to push his feet away. “What—why—ughhh!”
He groans from his half sleep state, eyes barely open and his hair very messy. “Huh.. huh? What’s wrong?”
“Your feet are on my face!” You exclaim.
Shinji blinks and finally notices. His eyes widen and he practically leaps out of bed—well, as much as one can leap while being tangled in blankets. “Wha— no! I didn’t mean to— I just— I was just asleep!”
You glare at him, although it was too difficult to stay mad at him for so long. “Asleep?! Is that your excuse for using my face as a footrest?!”
He scratches the back of his neck, “Uh.. sorry! I guess I just… kinda rolled over, I don’t know. But look at youuuuu, you’re looking so cute this morning even if I smothered your face with my feet.” He grins and goes over towards you, wrapping his arms around you and gently kisses your cheeks.
You giggle softly at his behavior, “Is this something I’m gonna have to deal with for now on when we sleep together?”
He laughs, “Maybeeee… Okay, okay fine.. I’ll try to keep my feet to myself from now on. Again, maybe.. heh.”
You sighed, knowing Shinji’s mischief was far from over. And yet, only he could turn a morning like this into something both silly and utterly endearing. He was for sure going to keep you on your toes, more like literally, judging how he was using your face as a perfectly good footrest.
But what can you do? You love the idiot way too much!
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