i loved the teeth obsession fic, could you maybe do another version of that, but like with his jaw?
like, it could have any plot, you can pick smth you want!
also, can i be 🧠anon?
cereal thoughts - malachi barton
malachi barton x fem!bsf!reader
warnings: teasing?
you’re leaning back in your chair, spoon halfway to your mouth, casually scrolling on your phone. you think you’re being subtle, but malachi has other ideas.
“creep,” he says out of nowhere, eyes narrowing just enough to make you freeze.
“hm? what?” you murmur, tilting your head, pretending you didn’t hear him.
“you,” he says, pointing a finger at you with mock accusation. “staring at me while i eat like… a total creep.”
“i’m not a creep...and i'm not staring” you say quickly, voice a little higher than usual. you try to focus on your cereal, but your eyes keep flicking to him anyway.
“uh-huh,” he hums, smirk tugging at his lips. “totally not. you’re just… appreciating the way my jaw moves while i chew, right?”
“i’m… not,” you say, focusing on your cereal like it’s suddenly very interesting.
he leans back, tilts his head slightly, clearly amused. “huh. okay, fair. but your eyes keep flicking over here. you’re sneaky like that.”
you groan quietly, stirring your cereal slowly. “i’m just… thinking.”
“thinking about what? cereal?” he teases, exaggeratedly chewing as if daring you to notice. “you’ve got to be noticing something.”
you shrug, pretending not to care, but your gaze flicks up anyway, and he catches it. his smirk widens. “see? there it is. you can’t even hide it.”
“i… am not noticing,” you mumble, cheeks heating up, digging your spoon into the cereal.
he leans forward a little, voice dropping to that teasing half-whisper he always gets when he’s got you flustered. “you’re way too entertained by me eating cereal. admit it.”
“ugh, whatever,” you mutter, spinning your spoon slowly. “it’s just cereal.”
“sure,” he says, tilting his head, smirk teasing. “totally cereal. but hey, if i chew a little slower… maybe you’ll keep watching?”
you nearly drop your spoon. “don’t be ridiculous.”
“i’m serious,” he says, leaning back slightly, letting his jaw move with exaggerated precision, smirk playful. “look at that. mesmerizing, right?”
you look away quickly, pretending to inspect your cereal, but your ears burn as he chuckles softly. “you’re impossible,” you mutter.
“maybe,” he says, smirk never fading, eyes sparkling. “but you’re definitely noticing anyway.”
…and just like that, the table feels different somehow. you try to focus on your cereal, but every glance up makes your chest a little lighter. malachi chews with that smug smirk, clearly enjoying himself, and you can’t decide if you’re annoyed or entertained — probably both.
malachibartonsangel speaks:
hey! you can totally be 🧠anon!
i hope this is what you meant by that request.
thank you for requesting!
once again, i wrote this in the middle of the night.
it's five minutes past 1 am, excuse any spelling mistakes you might come across!
not proof read!!
thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed it!
requests are open!
feel free to request anything.
have a good day/night.<3
