You know how it happens to copy the people around us, when we spend a lot of time with them? What if they, the guys, realize the fact that you're copying their mannerisms unconsciously? °^°
You have freedom over any other detail ^^
Lads Shorts:
When you copy their little things
Pairing: each of them x reader (separately)
Content: fluff, humor, established relationships
Word count: ~400 - ~350, ~350 - ~300 - ~250
Authors note: thank you tinny for this cute request!! And that you had the patience to wait for it so long! I really had fun doing these and only Xavier fooled me with this scenario 😔 so let's all bless my BFF for brainstorming with me and helping me with some ideas. If you don't like his part, blame her 😝 (nah, joke of course!)
Enjoy these fluffy pieces and belated V-Day to everyone! 🌹🍫🩷
Masterlist
You are coming over to Rafayels place as so often in the last months you know each other, hands full with the take-away-food container in little bags.
Your boyfriend already awaited you impatiently at his doorstep.
“There you are, cutie! Thought you got lost on the way here.” he dramatically jokes as taking the heavy bags from you and strolling into the kitchen.
You smile over his little antics while following him “Yeah, traffic was horrible, and I had to take some detours to come here.”
As he packs out everything and arranges it on the table, you embrace him from behind at his waist and set a peck at his cheek. Not to mention how much you had to lean on him to be able to reach his face from that position. And so Rafayels reaction was immediate, his face flushed in an adorable rose hue as his body pressed against his and your lips touching his skin.
He coughs briefly and asks, amused while exploring everything you brought. “Sushi? And fried scampi?”
“Yeah. You mind it?” asking him back, still wrapped around his back, and Your voice laced with worry if he didn't like it, which would be strange considering that the Lemurian craves seafood at any possibility given.
“No, not all, cutie.” his sunset gaze flicks to you before focusing back on his actions. “I just didn't expect it today. Not after we ate tuna steaks yesterday and seafood soup the day before.” he chuckles lightly. “Usually, you're the one insisting on rump steak or something.”
Now it's your time to be flustered. You noticed it also, the urge for seafood since you two got close to each other.
You just can't help it, but since you’re officially together, you only want to eat what the ocean has to offer. And you are aware it's because of him, the fishie that is yours and yours alone.
Since you're not answering, he stops in his rummaging, turns around in your hold, and grabs your chin in a soft and tender grip with two fingers. Turning it gently to look at his face, he smiles warmly, and the ocean in his eyes swirling in delight “Am I turning you into a fishie like me?”
You feel the heat creeping up your face, and with a light slap at his hand on your face, you escape his attentive eyes “In your dreams!” and he chuckles again, pecking your turned-away cheek. “Let’s eat my little mermaid.”
After a while of being in a committed relationship with Zayne, you start to adopt a certain mannerism of his. You didn't quite catch it till one day in a clothing store you both are shopping that it dawned on you…
“Excuse you, young lady, are you working here?”
A woman you don't know is asking you this, holding a white dress shirt in her hands. She’s a customer like you and is trying to get this for her man who stands a few steps away, looking through other button-down shirts on a hanger.
Perplexed you stare at her for a second until you realize she meant you.
“N-no. I’m sorry, ma'am.” you only stutter.
Why the hell does she think that?
Disappointed the other woman turns around to search for a sales worker and walks away slowly.
That’s when you hear Zaynes soft chuckle and he steps to your side. Scarred long fingers cupping your hand, stopping them in their current movement. “You better stop rearranging the ties here or they offer you a contract, my love.” a tiny smile still tugs at the corner of his mouth as you turn to him.
And then it dawns on you.
Till this moment you haven't been aware of what you’re doing, too lost in your thoughts as looking up a tie for your beloved doctor.
“Am I finally rubbing off on you that you need to keep everything neat and clean?” amusement tinges his hazel green eyes that roam over your face. And you feel the heat creeping up your face “However, the new sorting is quite pleasing to the eye. I admit that.” Zayne tenderly pats your head in a tender gesture with the last words.
And with a final glance back before you both leave for the counter, you see all ties are sorted by color now, mirroring a nice rainbow of ties on the shelf.
Summer comes to an end and so does the holidays.
Six weeks full of lazy days at the beach, evenings full of delicious food cooked by your boyfriend, and days full of laughter and time spent with Caleb and you still hadn't enough.
You’re going to miss him after the intensive time you had with each other, but all complaints are in vain. You need to return to your regular work schedule and the Colonel has to go back to his fleet.
On the train to Skyhaven, you try to enjoy the last moments with Caleb before you don't see him for a while again as you are embraced by his strong arms and pressed against his uniformed chest.
Easing back you try to suppress your tears and give him a last brave smile. “Alrighty, honey! Stay frosty!” you punch him playfully, hiding how much it pains you to let him go.
And Caleb only laughs at you heartily, his purple-pink nebula eyes twinkling with mirth. “It’s time for me to go, pip-squeak! You already talkin’ like me!” as he ruffles your hair with his black-gloved hand.
“What?!” you call out startled “I don't!” you protest.
“Oh yes, you do!” he held back and the playful argument would have gone on for another moment if the train hadn't whistled to signal all left passengers to take the last opportunity to access it.
“Oh, that’s my signal!” Calebs finally leaves your hair alone and suddenly the playful atmosphere is gone, replaced by heavy silence and the parting sadness of two lovers.
“I’ll call you as soon as I arrive.” a small last peck is given before he enters the train.
“I’m coming back with some more military phrases you can catch, pip-squeak!” he waves you goodbye a last time before the doors close.
“I don’t sound like you at all!” you scream back above the bristling and bustling of the train station.
A few moments later a message arrives on your phone.
📱You do! ;P
📲 Caleb! You!!
Since you and Xavier are officially known as a couple nothing really changed between the both of you. Well, maybe something has changed, you two were napping way more often together - and eating together.
But something you aren't aware of has changed also and one day your boyfriend and hunter partner recognize it as you’re running back into your apartment to grab an item you had forgotten to take with you.
“What is so important that you hurried back?” the silver-haired ask you with curiosity in his voice.
You only tingle the keys with a miniature of a fair mare plushie as a key chain. It highly resembles the one he got at one of your first meetings in the arcade.
His azure blue eyes twinkle with joy and a soft chuckle escorts his amused face “You’re using an actual key now?” and with a tiny teasing in his voice “I thought that's old-fashioned?”
With the heat creeping up your face at his observation you just shrug your shoulders “Who cares? You’re doing it too, right?”
Xavier pulls you close to his side as you leave the building “Yes, I do, and now we’re doing it together.” his blue eyes are filled with tenderness as he looks at you.
You don't know when it started, but one evening as Sylus is at your place to spend some time together and having dinner, it got obvious.
“Sweetie?” he asks with little humor in his voice “Why do you have a whole stack of keychains in your drawer?”
Originally Sylus was looking for a bottle opener to help prepare the wine that is about to go with the meal. And now he stares amused at a drawer full of dangling chains, pendants, and funny stuff you can put on keys to not lose them.
“Oh!” you answer a bit startled “I don't know honestly.” an embarrassing heat creeps up your face as you scratch your back “I collected them there. Just try the one drawer to the left, there should be a corkscrew.”
The next time was a week later, as Sylus wanted to pick you up for a joyride and help you search for that one scarf you wanted to wear so badly for this occasion.
He opens a little wooden dresser only to find it stacked to the brim with boxes full of little gems and semi-precious stones.
Sylus chuckles as he calls to you “So you have your own vault now, Sweetie?”
Startled you look at his spot around the corner when it dawns on you. You started to collect shiny things like he does, to the point you have your own hoards now…
Still smiling and his ruby eyes full of twinkling mischief he comes over to you and pulls you into his well-built body. “Are you copying Mephisto's habit of hiding shiny things?” and with a little pause he adds, easing down to you, his lips only mere inches away from yours “Or me with collecting precious things?” voice whispering and teasing.
