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Cloud had been through a lot in his time. He came across as rude at first until you got to know him better. It was only a slight surprise to his friends when you and him got together. As time went on, he became better. He was slightly more open, and he didn’t talk much, but he was able to handle himself a little better in a conversation. He never talked about his dreams; you didn’t know if he even had any. Everyone had to dream of something, but he didn’t know. It wasn’t until you and him shared a bed.
The moon shone brightly in the dark sky. The stars twinkled in the quiet night. You lay next to Cloud; the window slightly cracked with the breeze from the cool night gently blowing in every so often. You were both sound asleep; the curtains blew back and forth as the breeze came and went. The bed slightly stirred, but yet you remained asleep.
Cloud rolled over; his face tightened and relaxed. You were gone when he woke up. He walked around the house looking for you. You weren’t there, and you hadn’t even left a note letting him know you were gone. He worried about you, but maybe it was an accident; maybe you had forgotten. He pulled out his phone and sent the text. He stayed looking at his phone, hoping you would text him back, hoping that you were alright. It was only a few minutes, but it felt like centuries. He wanted you to be back home and safe. There was blood everywhere; he didn’t know what to do or what to say. He didn’t know how it had happened. He wanted you to be safe, but he knew you wouldn’t be coming home. He wanted to see you again, but not like this. He wanted…
Tears spilled down his cheeks as he woke up. You were lying on his chest; he wrapped an arm around you tightly. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t want to wake you. He didn’t want to bother you with his problems, and he didn’t want to say the nightmare that he had. He wanted you to be safe, and he would protect you. You were awake; you had felt Cloud moving around, and you had tried to gently wake him and make sure that he was okay. He didn’t respond, and then he started crying. You were worried for him, so you laid down on his chest. You didn’t say anything,t respond, and then he started crying. as you didn’t know what to say to help the situation. For a moment, you thought about asking him a few questions, but you didn’t think he would answer. You also didn’t want to bother him, as he was always closed off at times. You lifted your head up to look at him. He placed a gentle hand on your cheek as his eyes met yours.
“You’re here?” He asked as he looked at you. It was a small question; he didn’t ask anything else. He wanted to make sure that you were here. He didn’t want to be wrong. He didn’t want this to be a dream.
“Yes, I’m here. You’re okay, and so am I.” You said with a small smile. He smiled back and pulled you closely for a hug. You didn’t know what his dream was; you couldn’t possibly know what had happened, but he loved what you said.
pairings: megumi, yuji, inumaki, maki, gojo x f!reader
this. now this is self-indulgent.
warnings: no warnings but you might 💀 of fluff
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MEGUMI* is just trying his hardest to hide it from gojo and anyone he believes will tell gojo. the two of you have been dating for maybe a few months now, and he's relatively good at hiding his feelings considering he hid them from you for a year straight. but it's his face, oh it's definitely his face. everyone can see the clear redness in megumi's cheeks, so much so he forces himself to wear a mask. but it doesn't do much as his blushing travels up his ears. he can't help it, he's always admiring you even when it doesn't look like it. although they’re small gestures, it makes his heart swell seeing the smile on your face. it's the occasional glance your way, checking what type of face you're making before he makes a face, when you move he's not too far behind you. it’s holding doors open for you, — which unfortunately makes him the designated door holder for everyone — or it’s him watching over you discreetly before gently moving you out of harm's way. his fingers brush over yours, and a shy pinky hooks onto yours when no one's watching. and when you two finally find some time to be alone, he's letting go of the breath he's kept in all day and melting into your touch. his hand caresses your waist as he rests his head in the crook of your neck, recharging himself. you're sweet, a literal angel in his eyes that he can't help but sink in his admiration for you.
but of course, you weren’t completely alone, as gojo was able to snap a picture in the small amount of time you two stood there.
—
“just one kiss, that’s all i need,”
you snort, “okayy,”
“…”
“..alright, maybe one more…”
—
ITADORI* is already so friendly with everyone that no one suspects a thing when he has his arm slumped around your shoulders. he's always somehow standing next to you, when you have something in your hands he's leaning down close to see, and when you're giggling he's the one who whispered the joke to you. no one bats an eye when he’s playing with your fingers, or you’re holding both his hands like nobara does to you when she’s excited. to everyone else, it's like nothing's changed between the two of you since he's like that with everyone. there are certain things he doesn’t do so they don’t suspect anything, like kisses, hugs, or holding your hand. he doesn't mind people knowing about the two of you, but until you're ready he's willing to keep it hushed. but he has to admit, it would feel so good to just bend down and place a little kiss on your lips or just sneakily hug your waist from behind you. of course he can't kiss you in front of everyone, but that doesn't stop him from pulling you away for just a second and kissing your lips like he hasn't kissed you in days. when the two of you step away, you truly take your time before coming back with red cheeks and messy hair.
sooner or later they’d pick up the clues and tie them together. and that just might be the reason why the two of you couldn’t keep your relationship a secret for too long.
—
"babe? is there something wrong? you've been quiet ever since lunch,"
"yuji...i think i'm ready to tell everyone,"
"...how about tomorrow?"
"slow your roll there, sir,"
—
INUMAKI* is so good at hiding it, they won't find out until maybe months into the relationship. he made up his own gestures to sign to you so neither maki nor panda would know. he'll tap your arm when he thinks you look pretty, link your index fingers for 'be safe', or he'll intertwine your hands together when no one's looking and gently squeeze your hand in his for 'i love you'. you realized that he taps your arm every time he sees you and he squeezes your hand whenever he gets the chance, making your cheeks burn. he's sweet in his quiet little way, and you can't help but want to kiss the life out of his face when shares his way of loving you. the only way either of you would give your relationship away was how the two of you stayed around each other, how your fingers would glide over each other's hands, and maybe how sweet you talked to inumaki. sometimes, panda and maki would catch him ogling at you with big hearts in his eyes, his attention solely on you alone. panda would catch him stuffing his pockets with candies that you like and by the end of the day it's all gone, yet inumaki didn't eat a single one. even if panda asked him for one, he'd immediately say no.
as you can tell panda took offense to that. digging a bit deeper, he caught you and inumaki cuddling in inumaki’s and panda’s shared room, wrappers of that same candy littered all over inumaki’s nightstand.
—
"toge, it's time to get up, panda's gonna be here in any moment,"
"just a few more minutes..."
"i promise we can cuddle all we want when he leaves,"
"...let's just tell him, this secret stuff is too much work now."
—
MAKI* treats you like a princess no matter if you're by yourselves or you're in public. she's a gentlewoman who's not afraid of holding doors open for you(but for no one else), keeping you out of trouble, and just all around being the best secret girlfriend there is. she has no shame in staring at you with the biggest heart eyes, and if someone asks why she'll just say she thinks some part of your appearance looks good today. although this just makes everyone think that she has a huge crush on you, they're not completely wrong. plus she never realized how cute you are when she teases you in secret. she loves to see the way you react to her blowing on your ears or holding your hand in the back of the group. when no one's looking she's winking your way, sending butterflies flurrying in your stomach. or she's pulling you in from your waist, quickly planting a kiss on your cheek before everyone looks back at her. while she's completely unfazed, you're a smiley mess trying to keep up a poker face. she apologizes in private making sure to give you all the hugs and cuddles you two missed out on.
and you can’t stay mad at her when she’s kissing you all over, promising so many cute picnics and lunch dates soon.
—
“you know i don’t mean to embarrass you! it’s just so difficult not to tease you,”
“maki, can you at least try? you’re killing me!”
“sooner or later they’ll find out our sweet and innocent (y/n) is with me.”
“i’d rather tell them than have them catch us kissing,”
“hmm, then should we tell them before that happens, don’t you think?”
—
GOJO* is surprised he hasn’t screamed from the roof tops that he’s dating you. if you hadn’t asked for your relationship to be private he would’ve already blabbed all about it. since this man can’t help but blab on and on, you’ve kept him on a tight leash. but he does have a habit of bringing you up on multiple occasions, even if the conversation has nothing to do with you. it’s always the “i wonder what (y/n)’s doing right now,” or “(y/n) would find that really cute, maybe i should get it?” or the “just wait till, (y/n) sees/hears this.” he can barely contain it, you’re all that’s on his mind 25/8. and of course his students hate when you’re not there because that’s when he talks about you the most. they all think he has a big, fat, one-sided crush on you with how much he gushed over you, with or without you present. and when you’re around you try to act as indifferent as you can when gojo openly flirts with you — even after multiple occasions when you told him not to. but even then you do let a few of his jeers and compliments get to your heart, your warm face and stutters making his chest fill with pride. although you say no, you know deep down you love the small gestures he displays and cute compliments his students quote. but if it wasn’t for the “no touching rule” you set — that of which he absolutely despised, he would’ve gave everything away with how touchy he is with you. with his lack of space, the secret relationship would be as transparent as glass.
and one day when he finally has you to himself in an empty classroom, itadori just had to walk in on him and you making out. although, gojo didn’t fret too much because now he could finally be open with his never ending affections for you.
—
“so, can i hug you in public?”
“pretty sure i said no touching, toru,”
“not even a hug? then can i call you nicknames? like swee—,”
“if they start with sweet and end with kikufiku, then no,”
The cold pierced the leather of your jacket, you could notice how your body was trembling just like your companions, and every time you said a word you could see how their breaths were visible in the cold of the cave. Talcott had heard the rumor that behind the waterfall there was a mausoleum and that was the reason why they were now inside Greyshire Glacial Grotto, hoping to find some king’s grave, while the ice-covered walls and rocks caused a feeling uncomfortable in you.
—I’m not good in the caverns, I always get lost…—Noctis muttered.
—Well, king… you’ll have to get lost later—Gladio said, watching as a pair of flans appeared in front of you.
—That’s why I hate dark places—Prompto sighed, taking distance to star shooting.
—_______, a spell—Ignis ordered, taking your shoulder.
—As you wish, Iggy—you replied, casting an ice spell over the fan, who began to slowly immobilize.
—Ah, easier than taking a bottle away from a baby—Gladio clicked his tongue, fanning his greatsword and breaking the figures of flans in front of them.
—I didn’t even sweat—Noctis said with a shrug.
—With this cold, I don’t think you will…—Ignis commented with a small smile on her face.
—We’re in an ice cave, with slippery shoes…—Prompto murmured.
And as soon as Prompto recitef those words, the king of Insomnia slipped on a kind of ice slip, screaming for a while and the falling flat on his face.
—Damn!—Gladio said—Noct, answer!
—Guys, I need help down here!—Noctis shouted.
—Come on—Ignis gave the order, to which you and the other boys threw themselves down the hill, facing a place full of little Imps who were attacking the King.
—I’m sorry, we’re late—Prompto said, kneeling and shooting directly at a pair of Imps that now surrounded them.
—We didn’t think you were going to need us, majesty—Gladio said laughing, hitting three Imps with his greatsword and lifting them through the air.
—They’re like little elves…—you said, spinning with your javelin now in your hands and beating a couple of Imps.
—Only these are not good, or lucky—Ignis replied, taking the rod of your javelin, handing you one of his daggers with a quick movement—Use it, it will be easier.
You ducked and giving a boost you could attack a couple of imps in your path, it was easier to use the daggers that the javelin. Certainly the spear was used to nail objects that didn’t move so much, you couldn’t do much damage with it to small daemons, which are more agile.
—And see you later, little one—Noctis said, sticking his sword against an imp who eventually vanished some time later.
—Well… Where are we going now?—You asked looking at the king of Insomnia, who started looking everywhere.
—…Just keep going down—Noctis sighed, seeing that his options were reduced to the descent of ice.
—Be careful, Noct—Prompto told his friend.
—Prompto is right, we don’t know what to expect below…—Ignis said, adjusting his glasses again.
—I have a question…—Prompto turned to see the boy with glassed.
—I grab them while we go down—the boy replied even before the gunman could ask.
—I understand, it makes sense—the blond boy nodded.
—There you go!—Noctis said, pushing Prompto with a punch on the back, which in to two second descended down the slide.
—That was childish, Noct—Ignis commented.
—He’ll be fine…—Noctis smiled confidently at his friend, until he heard a scream.
—A SPIDER!—Prompto shrieked a few feet below.
—Crap, let’s go…. We’re coming, Prompto!—you exclaimed, throwing yourself with your friend down the slope.
And so the minutes passed inside the cave, fighting against the different demons that appeared in the cave, sometimes the king of Insomnia went through places they had already walked, so Ignis decided to go to the front of the team, looking at the details. As new enemies progressed correctly, they appeared, so that was something positive and clear; they were on the right track.
—How long does it take to get there?—Prompto complained.
—Well, there’s a kind of open field there…—Noctis muttered, throwing a potion over his shoulder.
—I think I don’t feel the blows because of the cold…—Gladio said with a confident smile, walking behind the king of Insomnia.
—Noct, back off…—you whispered, feeling something approaching.
—Watch out…—Ignis muttered as everyone slowly stopped.
—There is the door!—Prompto exclaimed, stepping forward and the shadows formed on the floor.
—Prompto, I’ll hit you one day…—you sighed, bringing your hand to your face.
—Mindflayers and Imps… Well, it could be worse—Gladio shrugged.
—Sure, unless they appear more—Ignis fixed his glasses and his two daggers appeared in his hands—Do you need to borrow one of them?
—I’m fine, I can stick the spear to the octopus faces…—you answered, referring to the Mindflayers.
Prompto rolled with somersaults, falling on his knee and thus being able to shoot the devils surrounding the group of guardians of the crown. Ignis attacked the little devils with daggers, freezing them and the electrocuting them. Noctis disappeared between flashes and gave critical blows to the Mindflayer to which you nailed and raised so that Gladio later struck them down with his greatsword causing more damage.
—Everything under control… —Ignis said confidently, crossing his arms.
And as fast as the boy could blink, three more Mindflayer appeared.
—I didn’t expect that….—Noctis clicked his tongue and one of the Mindflayer surrounded him with his tentacles.
—Noct!—Ignis and Gladio shouted at the same time.
—Gyaaaah!—Prompto was also in the same situation at the time, trying to get away and just getting his feet moving.
—Aaaaaaah!—The third Mindflayer was busy with you, surrounded you with his tentacle blanket, trapping you inside where there were many suckers.
—Quick, Iggy!—Gladio ordered the boy in glasses, running on the Mindflayer who held the King of Insomnia in prison and attacking him with a direction blow of the tip of his Greatsword on his face.
—Ah, it was disgusting…—Noctis said falling flat on the floor, releasing a potion to rehabilitate.
—I have Prompto too!—Gladio exclaimed, getting a critical blow down on the back of the second demon with octopus limbs.
—I DON’T WANT TO ENTER THERE EVER AGAIN!—Prompto shrieked, rolling on the floor.
—ATTACK, IDIOT!—Gladio said punching his partner’s neck.
—Are you all right?—Ignis took your wrist, freeing you from the third Mindflayer by using his daggers to cut his limbs.
—That was disgusting…—You murmured with a shiver in your body, you looked up at Ignis and watched as the boy received a dark spell from behind that led him to fall down on the ground—Iggy!
—Umh, ah… Where am I?—The boy dropped his glasses and you saw the glass shatter against the floor.
—I-Iggy…—You murmured, making a face.
—I can’t control my body well…—the boy said, he had been attacked with a black ball that caused confusion.
—Boys…! Watch out!—You yelled at the others, not leaving Ignis, looking in your pocket for some antidote to break the container on it.
—GAAAAH!—Prompto jumped to avoid the black ball that attacked Noctis.
—Damn it, what I needed…Confusion—the King of Insomnia walked in circles.
—AGH!—Gladio exclaimed, directly attacking one of the three Mindflayers, but this one to defend himself swam in the air and caught the big guy inside his veins and suckers.
—GLADDY!—Prompto exclaimed, the began firing repeatedly at the demon.
—________, I-I don’t see very well—Ignis said a little confused, taking your hand.
—I will bring it to you, you will only attack it when I say it… Understand?—You said taking your friend’s arm, which nodded.
—Be careful—Ignis said, feeling your physical presence move away.
—Hey! Majesty!—Prompto threw an antidote to Noctis.
—Thank you… Agh!—And as soon as the boy thanked him, he saw himself again being caught by a Mindflayers in his suckers.
—It’s almost tragicomic…—Gladio clicked his tongue, but a Mindflayer from behind attacked him leaving the big man confused—Guys, I don’t see very well.
—Prompto, save Noct!—You exclaimed, casting a spell of fire against the Mindflayer that had attacked Gladio, who writhed in the air.
—Tsk…They could disappear at a good time—the blond boy murmured, pointing at the head of the Mindflayers—Aaaaaaagh, it is useless!—the Mindflayers were right in front of Ignis.
—Prompto, you…!—You exclaimed suddenly, changing the direction of your heel, jumping now in the direction of where Ignis was—Iggy…!
—_______ Should I attack now?—Ignis asked, using fire in his daggers, managing to bury these in the body of the Mindflayer that writhed and began to face after having struggled a little.
—Iggy, watch out!—Prompto exclaimed when he saw one of the Mindflayer trap him inside his suckers.
—I’ve had enough…—You said falling in the middle of the two Mindflayer, nailing your javelin with certainty in the forehead of the second Mindflayer.
—Here…—Prompto murmured breaking the container of an antidote over Gladio.
—Ah, what happened?—Gladio asked, watching as the Mindflayer freed Noctis who fell unconscious to the ground—Noct…!
The boy of big body was too dizzy to still stabilize, so his body fell face down again. Prompto rejoined quickly and went to his friend’s rescue, firing shots at the Mindflayer that still had Ignis trapped.
—Iggy, hold on..!—You exclaimed, using a fire spell on the javelin you had, eventually burning the Mindflayer the previously held Noctis prisoner.
And with a great display you ended up using fire spells with both hands, when you pierced the octopus’ skull with fire you heard how his figure began to disappear. You noticed how the weight agility the rod of your weapon and in two second you stuck in the middle of the two eyes of the last Mindflayer.
—_________, you’re amazing —Prompto sighed, spending another potion on the king of Insomnia who was now breathing normally again.
—I swear, I… I hate being sucked!—Noctis exclaimed.
—HA! Don’t lie—Gladio said with a loud laugh.
—HAHAHAHA!—Prompto laughed.
You breath between cut, your hair covering your eyes and Ignis’s body further, you had to move forward to check his situation. You crawled on the ice, scratching your knees with the cold surface and took the boy’s body in your arms, lifting the boy’s upper part and thus leaning it against you.
—Iggy…?—You called for the boy, sorting his hair to the side, those octopuses had left the boy hurt as to his level of magic.
—I’m sorry…I was totally useless—the boy murmured, opening his eyes and letting you see the glow of his green eyes,
—What do you say?—you shook your head when you asked that question—You killed one yourself.
—But I was a hindrance without glasses…—The boy brought one of his hands to his eyes, rubbing these—Oh, my hair is messy.
—…I like it that way—you confessed with a smile, noticing how the boy was blushing a little.
—Hey…! Do you remember what we came for?—Noctis asked with a mischievous smile on his face.
—At least, I deserve a thank you—You said in your defense, noticing how Gladio approached to help Ignis to stand up.
—Thank you very much, _________—the four boys said in unison.
—Well, let’s go to that grave…—You smiled, rejoining with your group of friends, expectant as Noctis took the key, placed it inside the lock carefully, the usual sound appeared and the door opened.
After getting the Sword of the Wanderer, his way started up again, leaving the cave without worrying that some new enemy was going to attack. That was the benefit of killing all the enemies when you entered a cave, when you left you could walk quietly… The only one who still could not walk quietly was Ignis, who was clutching your hand all the way, so he won’t fall of stumble. The boy commented that when he arrived at Lestalleum, he would look for a pair of new glasses, but a certain part of you didn’t want the group cook not to retrieve his glasses, not for now.
—And we’re already outside…—Gladio said stretching his arms.
—It’s very cold…—Prompto shook, faking chills.
—The ice is still in your body, it will pass—Ignis muttered, taking your hand tightly.
—Sure, Iggy doesn’t feel cold because __________ takes his hand, who isn’t warm in that way—Prompto shrugged.
—The old gimmick of the glasses, Iggy!—Gladio said with a laugh at what Noctis and Prompto also laughed.
—Guys, stop it…—you murmured looking at Ignis who was now a little flushed.
—Calm down, leave them, they’re jealous…—the cook murmured, approaching to your face and leaving a kiss on your cheek—Thank you for saving me…
—How did you know my face was there?—You asked in a disbelieving tone.
—I don’t see so badly, in the light—the boy said, letting go of your hand.
And at that moment the boy began to walk with the other in front of you, some insecurity appeared inside you when saw Ignis walking without glasses, but you saw the boys could accompany him, the others were next to him, nothing bad would happen.
Ignis stopped in his walk, waiting for the boys to continue walking and turned to see you with a small smile on his face, you had to recognize that he looked quite attractive with his hair down.
—What’s up?—You asked, approaching the boy and taking place new to him.
—I think I could ‘have a blurred view’ for another time…—confessed the boy and took your hand, causing you to blush.
And so they made way to the Regalia, to fill themselves with potions, food, a little restful sleep. Ah yes, also a good shower after having something viscous in his arms and hair, who knows god what it is.
a/n: boston lobster was requested. sorry for the delay in getting this o ut. i’ve been busy with the event trying to get turkey and irl stuff. i hope that this is okay, i had some difficulty trying to write for boston cause ooof.
1. — summoned
Boston was not in the least bit happy to have been summoned. It was too hot from the Soul Embers used to summon him and how the warmth had sunk deep into his skin. He was even less happy when he noticed the shocked expression of a human he’d fought before, how the fates liked to pull him around by making this worm become his Master Attendant.
“You're in the way, get out of here!”
Too hot from the summoning, from his anger Boston pushed his way past you, ignoring the startled noise you made (and the pull of the Contract to turn around and help you) and sought somewhere to cool down.
2. — stained(hands)
A weapon is all he was from day one even now he still is a weapon. The blood of Food Souls, Fallen and humans have stained his hands. A wonderful world for Food Souls would be nothing but lies from humans, but from him, with these blood stained hands he could carve out the perfect world for them.
Yet here he is, playing babysitter to his Master Attendant, a human all the same no matter what anyone says about them. Bound by the terms of the Contract he has no choice, but when you, the annoying human whom he despises calls out his name and pushes him to the side a scream clawing it’s way past your lips, eyes shocked, hands trembling, body shaking while Spectra’s knife is protruding from your abdomen. All Boston feels at that moment is a cold sinking dread and he hates it.
“Ah, more than enough energy now.” your voice sounds wet (a sick and finalized wet tone that Boston associated with humans dying) while a gentle warmth falls over him as you fall forward. Hands now becoming stained with your blood. His body felt hot again, gritting his teeth he cast the Spectra a single glance before putting the Fallen out of its misery.
Death isn’t the end for a Food Soul, but for a human, the Master Attendant it is final.
3. — worried
Boston stood at the counter, tapping his foot and glancing at the entrance every couple of seconds. Earning a few giggles from a few female humans at the counter and from the Food Souls working alongside Boston.
“Be calm Boston. The Masters Guild meeting probably went on for much longer than even they expected it to.” Chocolate was bold to speak, that usual smirk rested on his lips while he served a drink to a customer.
“Cease the tapping of feet Boston. The Master Attendant didn’t go alone, Steak is with them and that meathead won’t let anything happen to them.” Red Wine spoke up while walking back towards the kitchen.
Vodka chimed in, but only with that amused little laugh of her’s while she poured herself a glass of liquor to drink. Everyone here was telling him not to worry and for some reason it made him feel as relaxed as it made him feel anxious. So Boston just kept looking at the door and cleaning glasses.
The Master didn’t return until well after the restaurant had closed. Looking a little bit beat up, tired and carrying bags in their hands. Steak looked as beat up as Master and carrying bigger bags in his hands. The Master’s face lit up when they noticed him, smiling.
“I’m back Boston.”
“Why are you back so late? Didn't I tell you not to run around all over the place?!“ Despite his harsh sounding words, Boston felt at ease to see them.
Even though he was a bit ruthless in pinching their cheeks, ending up in a fist fight with Steak over it, but the Master Attendant was laughing while trying to break them up, a fist fight over pinched cheeks is so silly.
4. — pledged
The sky was the clearest it’s been in a while, Boston had caught the Master Attendant staring at the sky more than once while cleaning up the kitchen after closing the restaurant. After the dishes were done, and the Master Attendant headed to bed, Boston was quick to grab your wrist and drag them towards the back door.
“How can we waste such a good night? I've found a place that is perfect for watching the stars.” Boston’s voice didn’t betray how fast his heart was beating, how hot his body felt while he pretty much dragged you towards his favorite spot to watch the sky.
The nightlife around was singing, the grass already becoming moist from the drop in temperature, but that didn’t stop you from you from leaning back to fall onto the wet grass, bringing Boston with you while he yelled, arms resting on either side of your head to avoid crushing you underneath his body weight. You laughed, a smile on your face while you looked at him.
“The stars are so nice tonight... I do have to say that I’m fond of this star riiiight here.” your hands cupped his face and Boston could only look at you. What silly fools both of you are.
“Hey, Pledge with me,” Boston couldn’t even recognize his own voice, it sounded too raw, too filled with everything he wants, but shouldn’t have. Yet he just kept talking. “In the future, your only responsibility is to be happy. Do not concern yourself with others.”
“I do.”
Your words have Boston just staring at you, marveling at how his thoughts of you changed from his summoning until now. Because if anyone had told him in the past that he would fall in love with a human, the very thing he hates he would have most likely ended them right then and there.
“You are mine. Promise me that you won't run off, okay Master Attendant?” He felt warm, but for the first time, he didn’t mind it. This sort of warmth feels nice, familiar and it’s always when he’s with you.
Hi there :3! Prompto struggling with insomnia scenario? Not the city. He can't sleep for some reason or another? Thanks!
Sure, I’ll take a shot at it! I haven’t written a scenario in a loooong time so bear with me!Warning that this will be spoilery to my friends who have yet to finish the game! I’m writing on my phone tonight (html will be the death of me), so I have no idea how to put in a read more type thing, so sorry! ^^;;
4:19am
The tent was cramped. Prompto let out a sudden groan as Noctis elbowed his friend firmly in the ribs as he rolled over. The prince was asleep and there was nothing anyone could do to wake him from his slumber. On Prompto’s other side, Gladio was taking up at least half of the tent, sprawled out with a flailed out arm heavily on Prompto’s back. To make matters worse, Gladio was snoring what felt like directly into Prompto’s ear. Sure, the times around the campfire were great, but the nights could be miserable. Fitting three full grown men and Gladio inside a two man tent wasn’t an easy task.
Prompto managed to pull his arm out from where it had been trapped by Noctis rolling over onto it, feeling blindly for his phone underneath his pillow. He carefully cupped his hand over the screen and tapped the home button, only to let out a deep sigh as he read the numbers “4:19.”There wasn’t a chance he was going to fall asleep. He hadn’t slept all night because of his racing mind. Freed from Noctis on one side, Prompto rolled onto his side and began to push Gladio’s arm off of him, which was greeted almost immediately by Gladio’s sleepy voice.
“What’s going on? Daemons?”
“No no, nothing like that. Go back to sleep. I just really need you to get off me, big guy” Prompto said quietly, this time forcefully pushing Gladio’s arm off of him. Gladio grunted and adjusted, turning himself over so his back was now facing Prompto and the rest of the gang.
‘Why couldn’t he just fall asleep like that in the first place?’ The grumpy thought ran quickly through the blonde’s mind, shaking his head with a sigh and a roll of his eyes as he looked at Gladio’s back.
As carefully and quietly as he could, Prompto pushed himself to his knees, grabbing his phone and backing out of the tent.
The camping chairs were still set up, so he plopped himself down in one, opening the game of King’s Knight on his phone.
As he waited for it to load, Prompto looked toward the horizon. Cape Caem was close. Altissia was close. A few errands had needed to be done before they set off, so their journey had been put on pause once more.
Prompto’s mind began to wander, and he glanced down at the now loaded game. The title screen played music softly and his character, a level 80 knight that specialized in using polearms, was looking up at him. His eyes fluttered closed as he turned off his phone’s screen, immersing himself in the dark silence once more.
Beyond Altissia was Niflheim. Prompto felt his chest tighten as he let out a shaky breath. It was no surprise to him that this was the reason he was unable to sleep. The thought of returning horrified him. How would his brothers react to knowing his darkest secret?
Prompto’s hand instinctively moved to his right wrist, adjusting then gripping the wristband tightly. The thought of telling them flickered into his mind for a mere moment. He knew they loved him as much as he loved them, but his past, where he was from, could change everything. His eyes grew hot, tears beginning to well at the thought of losing them. They were all he had. He had lied time and time again about his having parents that traveled frequently. Truth was that he was always all alone.
He had put up a strong front for so many years now, hiding the sorrow and fear deep within him. How could he tell them now? After so many years, so many laughs, so many miles on the road… It all could be shattered by a simple sentence.
Prompto quickly wiped his eyes on the back of his hand, letting out another shaky sigh. He looked over to the tent, taking in the image of the three figures, his best friends, sprawled out inside. Smiling slightly, Prompto looked back to the sky. It was beginning to turn a light purple with the dawn. Deep down, he knew they would accept him. They weren’t shallow enough to let this get in the way… were they? But now wasn’t the time to tell them. He would prefer to never tell them, but not all secrets can stay hidden forever. He knew it would come out someday. For now though, he could enjoy what he had with them, pushing away the painful thought of the future.
A few moments later, he heard a rustling coming from the tent. Looking back over, Prompto saw Ignis emerging from the small opening, wiping his glasses off on his shirt.
“Good morning, Prompto. You’re up early.”
Prompto forced a smile and he knew immediately that Ignis could tell something was wrong.
“What’s the problem?” Ignis asked as he adjusted his gloves, walking over to their makeshift kitchen.
“Nothing! I figured I’d help out with breakfast!” Prompto said cheerily, jumping up from his chair and walking over to Ignis. He couldn’t possibly tell Ignis he hadn’t slept. That would cause questions.
Ignis stared at Prompto for a few seconds, debating what to say next. Prompto began working on setting up a pot of coffee, flashing a smirk and an eyebrow raise at Ignis, whose only response was to roll his eyes. It was unusual for Prompto to be so bright first thing in the morning, but he’d take what he could get.
“After you finish that, you can get the water boiling,” Ignis ordered, almost hesitantly, as he began chopping the veggies.
Prompto turned to Ignis, smiling brightly, “Got it!”
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Zack had never been trick or treating; he didn’t know what it was like to celebrate Halloween like you did. You were more than happy to show him around and show him what it was like to celebrate the holiday. He was a SOLDIER in Shinra; he wasn’t afraid of anything. At least he liked to pretend he was your brave and strong boyfriend. He could protect you from anything. There wasn’t anything too scary about the holiday, right? He began to become nervous the closer it got to Halloween. He tried to pretend he wasn’t afraid. It was your idea to take him to see a haunted house. He wasn’t against it, because it is what you wanted it to be. He was totally against it, but he wasn’t going to object to you. Now that it was drawing closer to the day, he began to be more vocal about going somewhere else for the holiday, like maybe the beach! Yeah, the beach is a great place to go. You weren’t going to back down from your haunted house idea. You wanted him to experience Halloween, and it’s not like the house was actually haunted. So things would be just fine. You tried to reassure him, and he was still hesitant, but when the day came, he went with you. He didn’t let go of your hand as you both walked through the door and up the stairs into the haunted house. It was decorated for the spooky season, and Zack stayed as close to you as he possibly could. You led the way, and he stayed behind you.
“Hey Zack, do you think you could relax your grip on my hand?” You asked as you looked around at the surrounding area.
“Yeah, sorry.” He said as he loosened his grip, but only slightly. He still maintained his firm grip. He didn’t know what to expect, and he didn’t want to lose you. He was terrified, but so far the only things were a couple of ghosts, tombstones, zombies, and spider webs—the typical “scary” things on Halloween. They were just decorations, and Zack was on edge. You passed by a doorway just fine, and Zack followed behind you when a creature jumped out at him. He screamed and hit the floor. He had let go of your hand in his frantic state. He shielded his body with his arms and prepared to attack whatever was going to attack him. You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh as you looked at Zack. You walked over to him and offered up your hand.
“Babe, it’s okay; it’s just a decoration.” You said as you pointed up to the creature that was slow to return to its home. Zack took your hand and stood up.
“I hate this place.” He said as he brushed himself off. He looked at you, and suddenly the sound of a chair being dragged across the floor could be heard. You both turned to see the chair moving, but no one visible was dragging it across the hardwood floor. Zack picked you up and he bolted for the door. He wasn’t going to spend another minute in that building, and he wasn’t going to leave you behind either. He would never hear the end of it if he had left you behind. It was safer to take him with you whether you wanted to leave or not.
“Babe, it was probably just a string attached to the chair!”
“I don’t care. I don’t like the place. I’ll make it up to you.” He said as he set you down and pulled you in for a hug.
You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on him. You could hear his heart hammering in his chest. You wouldn’t be taking him back to any scary places again.
Hi there ! Your drabbles and imagines are like so awesome that I can’t help but waiting for more coming >3< So would you be so so kind to take a cry promt for Chocolate x Fem!MA please ???? Many thanks and hearts just when you do ❤️
a/n: here you go, sweetie! and ahhh/// thank you for such a nice compliment on my works!
ask is from this post right here!
These are happy tears, for Chocolate cannot believe that his Master Attendant. The woman whom he loves more than anything in the world has decided to Pledge with him. Holding her as close as possible, his frame shakes with each sob, the feeling of his heart being so wound together, connected with yours on such an intimate level has left him speechless.
You love him. You love him just as much as he loves you, with each beat of your heart he feels that warmth, the love in his own. He’s so lucky, so blessed for falling in love with you and for you love him just as fiercely back.
“Thank you, Attendant. Thank you so much.” Chocolate’s voice shakes while you cup his face in your hands. Smiling while you wipe and kiss the tears away that have fallen.
“Thank you, Chocolate. For falling in love with me… and accepting this Pledge.“ You kissed away the fresh batch of tears, before giving him a kiss. The saltiness of the tears not affecting it at all, if anything it made this kiss all the sweeter and memorable.
a/n: i love c offee. a soul with a special spot in my heart.
request is from this prompt list right here! feel free to send one in!
26. jealous kiss
Coffee never thought that he was a jealous man, but here he is. Trying to not watch every single touch or hear those sickly sweet words that the customer was lavishing you with. You responded in your usual business-like manner, but the customer was too dense to get it through their thick skull that you were not interested and turning them down.
When you walked away, Coffee left his spot behind the counter. Taking the order from you and tossing it at his fellow Food Soul before he simply dragged you away. Coffee loosened his tie, he hates how tight it feels around his neck and feels as if it’s tightening around his neck while he breaths. Hates how hot his body feels, and in the back of his mind worried if the heat of his body could possibly burn you. But most of all he hates how suddenly he has you pressed against a wall, lips descending onto yours silencing your little noises and greedily keeping them to himself.
Hands roaming your body soon followed by his lips kissing where the customer had the gall to touch you as if you were close friends or even lovers. He’s jealous, his kisses, his touch, and his attitude were enough to easily come to that conclusion, but he couldn’t push that jealously away.
He wanted to kiss you, to erase the customer's touch and words from your mind and body to replace them with his own. A greedy wish truly. The kiss ended with the two of you out of breath, both disheveled in appearance (you more so than him) the two of you keeping eye contact while you focused on catching your breath.
“Just... don’t move for a moment, please. Just let me hold you like this for a moment before you go back out there... just for a little while.” Coffee’s voice was barely above a whisper as he leaned against your form.
