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CONTENT: Hange Zoe x Female Reader - drabble (100 words); light teasing, fluff
"—and then you push the French press here." Hange instructs. "Mm... do you smell that, hon?"
You frown. "Smell what?"
"The cherries, chocolate—"
You stare.
It's just that your partner has rolled up the sleeve of their shirt while they show you how to make coffee, forearms braced against the counter, flexed hands and protruding veins and all—and you suddenly feel like a Victorian woman flustered at the sight of forearms.
"Hange," you finally interrupt. "Why're you making coffee tasting look so... sensual?"
"… Huh?"
"Nevermind."
"Nu-uh…" A teasing grin spreads across their face. You groan. "Sensual, you say?"
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The whirr of an ancient computer and a yawn signaled your coworker’s arrival. You knocked lightly on the wall of his cubicle. Robert spun in his chair to face you. “Hey, morning.”
“Morning! I uh, brought you coffee.” You held out the mug. His fingers brushed yours when he took it, startlingly warm.
“Mm, sweet.” You blushed, not sure how to respond, before you realized he meant the drink. “Thanks.”
“Yeah. I thought you looked tired.” Fuck, that didn’t come out right-
“Well damn. Here I was thinking no one could tell.” He smiled slightly, enough to soften the sarcasm.
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93. “You didn’t just wake me up at 2am because you were ‘in the mood’.” ‼️ With Jack Hughes 😏
Thank you for requesting. 🫶🏻 this does seem very on brand for Jack
"You didn't just wake me up at 2 am because you were 'in the mood.'
Tossing and turning for hours, you always struggled sleeping when you knew Jack was actively traveling during his roadies. Something about knowing he was on a plane or a long bus ride kept you on edge until you got the text he got to where he was safe. So, not being asleep at 1 AM, you could easily blame it on that or maybe it was a little excitement knowing he was on the way home to you after a little over a week.
Somehow, even though you fully planned at this point to just stay awake until he got home, suddenly you're eyes were starting to get heavy and you started yawning. It felt like only a minute before you felt Jack crawling into bed.
"hi baby." he whispered knowing you were always a light sleeper and woke up every-time no matter how much your body needed sleep. He pulled you towards but somehow ended up on top of you, resting his weight on your body bringing that cozy feeling in the pit of your stomach spread.
"Hmm Jacky." you mumbled moving slightly to give him more access as he started kissing your check down to that spot on your neck, lightly nipping at you're collar bone. You felt yourself immidately react pulling him closer.
"missed you baby." he whispered in your ear before attacking ear and suddenly you were no longer floating between dreamland and being awake. Immediately, opening your eyes, turning your head to the little clock you kept on your bedside table. Shocked to find out you had only been asleep for about 30 minutes. Sighing and your voice heavy with sleep still, your eyebrows scrunched down in confusion, as you mumbled. "Jack whhyy are you on top of me?"
"I missed you is all." he mumbled, digging his face further into neck, softly rolling his hips, you could feel his fully hard dick as he sighed in relief.
"uhhh huh, yup you just missed me?"
"yup"
"So you didn't wake me at 2 am because you were 'in the mood'? Just cause you missed me?" you asked teasingly a small smile on your face.
"well if you're offering." he was quick to answer teasing your nipples through your thin shirt your nipples immediately hardening due to not wearing a bra.
You couldn't help but laugh at his response. "I wasn't offering." pulling him closer. "But I guess I can be a team player" you joke.
"I love you." as he sat up and removed his hoodie quickly.
"I know." you smiled up at him as he started pulling your shirt over your head.
Stupid rain. Stupid door, and stupid touchpad that doesn't work with stupid wet fingers. I finally managed to punch the code in correctly with the back of my knuckle, granting me access to my beautiful, warm, and dry apartment.
Linkon weather is always unpredictable, so getting caught in the rain isn't exactly a novelty. But this storm caught me in the middle of an investigation in the forest, and I spent hours finishing up and making my way back. The temperature continued to drop as I rode my bike home. All of that led to me dragging my shivering body to the bathroom to start warming up the shower.
I dried my hands off on a towel and decided to check my messages while I waited. I looked at my watch-
"...Oh no."
Five, five missed calls. My heart plummeted. I immediately hit 'dial'.
"I'm s-so sorry, I'm SO sorry. My arm is b-basically numb right now, I guess I didn't f-feel the vibrations," I launched into a stuttered explanation.
"Where are you," Zayne's voice cut me off. It would've sounded stoic to anyone else, but I could detect the undercurrent of fear.
"I'm home, I'm ok!"
"No you're not, you're hardly able to speak. What happened."
"I'm," I took a deep breath. "I'm fine, really. I just got caught in the rain."
"For how long?"
"A c-couple hours. It's fine." I heard him take a sharp inhale, and rushed to say, "I'm getting in the shower now, I'll order some hot food when I get out. Don't worry, I'll s-s-see you soon."
I hung up before he could respond. Maybe it was cowardice, or maybe I just couldn't bear to stand right next to my steaming shower any longer.
I got in and audibly groaned. For several minutes I did nothing but stand under the under the hot stream as my body gradually stopped shaking. I took my time cleaning the mud off of my ankles and out of my hair, and only got out once I could feel all of my toes.
After doing my skincare and pulling on my soft, fluffy robe, I made my way out to the kitchen, ready to order some spicy noodles. I could almost taste them... Until I was stopped in my tracks by the sight of a very upset doctor.
"...I thought your shift didn't end for another two hours."
Zayne quirked an eyebrow. "I thought my patient told me that her association taught her basic survival skills."
Here we go. "It was one afternoon out in the rain! It'll be fiiiine."
"Yes, hours in the rain as the temperature dropped near freezing. Clearly you're the pinacle of health."
"And now I'm warm! So warm, like insanely warm. And comfy!"
"So warm, the woman says while her hair drips water down her back."
Damn. Time to switch tactics.
"And you're going to stop your patient, who's apparently on the brink of death, from ordering her dinner? I thought a nutritious diet was the foundation of a healthy body."
"I already ordered you those noodles that I know you were about to get, though I would hardly consider them a 'nutritious' meal."
I perked up. "Really?!"
"And a side of extra vegetables."
I deflated slightly.
"Which you will only be allowed to eat if you put on some real pajamas and sit on the couch under your heated blanket."
I glanced to the side, surprised to see it already plugged in. I looked back and grinned. "Deal."
After changing, I returned to see him standing next to the couch, holding my hair dryer. I collapsed into the cushions, completely out of fight, and let him blow dry each individual strand. By the time he was done, I could barely keep my eyes open.
I looked up at him as he unplugged the dryer. Sleepily, I asked, "You know that I know my limits, right? I would've called a colleague for a ride if I was really in danger."
He stilled, and turned to look me in the eyes. "I think our definitions of 'danger' are slightly different." He sighed. "I know you're competent. Just... don't pretend that it's fine for you to get sick while your boyfriend is away in a hospital trying to save someone else. I can't imagine how I would've felt if I came home after my shift ended, only to see you shivering on the couch." I winced slightly, and he softened. "Just let me take care of you every once in a while. That's all I ask."
I gave him a soft, sleepy smile. "Only if you help me eat those vegetables once they get here."
A/N: Decided to be a lil more daring with this one lol :p Nothing too detailed, it’s all just implied! (if anyone was hesitant to read past the first warning. still gonna tag this as smut tho, just in case.) Make sure to check out everyone’s entries and rules on how to join on @thedrabblecollective ‘s page!
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“Need help?”
Levi’s quiet murmur by your ear revived you from your hazy stupor.
“Maybe…legs are still weak,” you admitted quietly.
Without hesitation he knelt by the edge of the bed, slender fingers tying up your boots.
“Next time don’t hold on so tight; wouldn’t have this problem,” he glanced up from your laces with a raised brow; his way of teasing.
“Hard not to,” you scoffed, mischief in your eyes. “Not my fault you’re rough under the sheets.”
“Only when you want me to be,” he whispered against your knee, placing a soft kiss there to show his affection.
Vox looks up from his paperwork, raising an eyebrow. “It's Monday, why wouldn't I be working?”
“It's Valentine’s Day.” Valentino leans across the desk and grabs Vox's tie.
“So? Go spend it with one of your whores.” He grabs his tie back and frowns. “Seriously, do I look like I celebrate that shit?”
“You're supposed to spend it with someone special, Voxxie. Not whores.” Valentino has walked over behind Vox's chair to drape over him. “You'll have fun, I promise.”
Vox stopped listening the second ‘someone special’ came out of Valentino's mouth. He's just glad the other man is behind him now because his entire screen feels like it's about to overheat. “Look, Val-”
Before he can say anything Valentino's hands are sliding over his chest and he really should push him away, but ‘someone special’ keeps playing through his head like a broken record.
The next year Valentino wakes up to 5 dozen roses and breakfast in bed.
