I hope it's okay to make a Guilty Gear request! Would it be alright if reader receives a headpat from Bridget for helping her? Then reader tries their best to help Bridget in hopes for more headpats?
a/n its completely okay oomf dont worry about it <3 guilty gear reqs are the name of My Game.
Bridget x Selfless GN!Reader
Bridget gives you the best sort of affection she can give, and you’ve drawn yourself to it ever since.
Length: Long (472 words holy shit)
Tags: Fluff, headpats, reader trying their best, implied friends to lovers
Notes: Hope you don’t mind if I twisted this prompt a little! I got inspired. By the plot of a kids TV show episode. Help.
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One day, she came up to you, pleading for help - she apparently misplaced her beloved teddy bear, and didn’t know where to find him. Naturally, the best thing to do was to help her find him. Which you did - in record time, in fact!
When Bridget found out, you could tell she was absolutely ecstatic! Hugging her teddy tightly, she... nervously admitted that she wasn’t sure how to thank you, but when you reassured her that anything would be fine with you, her expression began to soften. You watched her stammer for a bit, before taking a deep breath, smiling softly, and placing a hand on your head, rubbing it gently.
It was SO SOFT. It was the best thing you’ve felt in a thousand years. Since then, you’ve dedicated yourself to getting more of it.
At first, she was surprised by how quickly you came to her aid, even if she tried telling you she didn’t need it at the time. But you were always so determined to do so that Bridget couldn’t help but admire it! Even if things didn’t always go well, at least she knew you tried your best.
Truthfully, she wanted to help you in some way too, since you were always the one helping her. But there was nothing you told her you needed help with - really, you just wanted praise and nothing more! So praise she gave you, time and time again.
It all came to a head when one day, YOU found yourself the one in trouble, being pit against a malevolent beast who clearly had the upper hand against you. And this time, at the brink of midnight... who else came but Bridget herself? You tried dismissing her a thousand times, insisting you’re not hurt, you could handle this yourself, but she had a fire in her eyes that you swore matched yours.
“No, Y/N! You’ve helped me a million times already - now let me return the favor!”
You felt your resistance falter for a moment, which gave the seemingly light girl enough time to bring out her deadly yo-yo and dispatch your foe with relative ease. If you didn’t fall completely in love before, you knew you had now.
“Bridget... I-I’m-” “...It’s okay, Y/N,” she says, softly patting your head like she always does. It’s a familiar feeling to you, one you’ve felt so many times. It almost relaxes you.
“...Th-thanks. You didn’t have to do that for me... Really.”
“It’s not a problem, Y/N... I just couldn’t imagine being without you a second longer. You’ve really helped a lot.”
“...Wait, was that a confession? All I wanted were headpats...”
“R-Really?! Well...”
The two of you stare at each other for a moment, before Bridget brings you into a tight, long bearhug.
