Good luck with your new blog! Can I request and scenario reader x Deuce about their first kiss? Thx!
thank you so much!! i hope you enjoy <3
to say that deuce was nervous would have to have been the understatement of the century. why, why, why couldn’t he just be cool and suave? he was cursing himself inside and out while he sat next to you, clenching his fists tightly in his lap as the moon slowly rose into the darkening sky. you hadn’t been a couple for too long- only a few weeks- but deuce couldn’t help but want to go a little further with you.
oh, nothing too scandalous...! he would surely combust if you mentioned that word starting with s in front of him. however, he found himself staring longingly at your soft, delicate lips more than he’d care to admit. what did they feel like? how would they feel connected to his own? he couldn’t get the schoolgirl-like blush off of his cheeks when he thought of such things.
deuce wanted to kiss you, in short. he really, really wanted to kiss you. but... how? that was the magic question. he had invited you on a date outside, where you would finally get some some time away from the other first years (namely ace, that bastard, he thought). he figured it would be the perfect opportunity to finally connect with you in a way other than some chaste hand-holding, but now that he was there, it seemed to be so much harder than he imagined. god, why did this whole romance thing have to be so damn complicated?
“deuce?”
“ah...!”
he did not mean to scream.
however, when he heard your giggles, he sighed shakily and untensed a little. “s-sorry.”
“it’s okay, promise,” you assured him. “what’s wrong? you seem really nervous.”
he swallowed thickly, running a hand through his dark hair. “i... it’s nothing!”
“of course it’s something!” he almost cried when you frowned. “please tell me.”
another sigh escaped deuce’s lips, this time heavy and full of worry. he took a second look at you, admiring the way your skin looked basked in the light of the moon and the expression of concern you had on your face, all because of him. he wanted to be the only one to see you in such a way- to see how beautiful you looked no matter what time of day it was, to see the way your eyes shone whenever you discussed the things you were passionate about.
deuce decided it was now or never- he needed to be bold, before someone else came along and did it instead of him.
“i would... i would like to kiss you!”
your cheeks tinted an even darker red than deuce’s. “ah- o-okay...!” you said softly, smiling shyly back at him. god, you’re so cute.
deuce took in a deep breath before scrambling to find your hand. he leaned in close, close enough that you could see the nervousness in his eyes. you gripped his hand a little tighter, hoping to reassure him.
ever-so-slowly, the space closed between the two of you and your lips finally touched. deuce felt some type of new magic awaken within him, something that he’d never experienced before. his lips were surprisingly soft and felt perfect against yours, like the pair of you were meant to share this moment. he moved his free hand to rest on the back of your neck, carefully tugging you closer to him.
it was only when you were both out of breath when he carefully pulled back, still having his face close to yours. you felt his breath softly fan your slightly-swollen lips, even more so when he let out an airy chuckle.
“thank you,” he murmured; you could faintly feel his lips moving against your own.
“you don’t have to thank me.”
something told you that you and deuce would be sharing many more kisses from tonight onward.