Hihi saw your post about wanting request so thought I'd send one!!!
How about a drabbles of Finral, Zora, Klaus, and Nozel would react to someone flirting with them in front of their s/o /someone putting their s/o down to make themselves look better??
Lots of love and hope ya get more request! ʕ•̀ω•́ʔ✧
Parings & Word counts: Finral x Reader 957 words, Zora x Reader 882 words, Klaus x Reader 985 words, Nozel x Reader 690 words
Warning: Bullying, mentions of alcohol, if I missed anything please let me know
A/n: Hello, thank you so much for requesting. I enjoyed writing this especially because there is not enough love for the Black Clover men out there. I went with a gender neutral reader as you didn’t specify so I hope that’s fine. I also kind of split the prompts, Finral and Kalus are reacting to someone putting down their s/o and Zora and Nozel are someone flirting with them in front of their s/o. Anyway, I hope you enjoy and remember to hydrate or diedrate.
Finral:
Finral may have a history of being a playboy but that all changed. After you agreed to go out with him, he flipped his script real fast. The only person he had eyes for was you, going as far as telling Langris he was no longer interested in Lady Finesse and wishes them both well. Having you as a partner was like a dream come true for him, you didn’t care that he was the disgraced son of the Vaude family, or that his magic was only good for support. You just wanted him to be happy and You helped him feel more confident in himself and his abilities.
For the first time in his life finral actually felt secure in a relationship and would do everything in his power to keep the relationship healthy. So, imagine his shock when he notices you shying away from his affection while out on a date. Normally he could hold your hand, kiss your cheeks or hold you to his side as you walk through the markets of Kikka, but for some reason you pulled away every time he tried to show affection.
“Hey, Y/n is everything okay? You normally don’t mind holding hands and stuff.” He asked quietly, sounding almost scared that he did something wrong or misunderstood what you were comfortable with.
Before you could respond another voice Finral did not recognize, started to speak. “Well if it isn’t Y/n, when you said you were joining the Magic Knights I thought you'd at least try but I guess the Black Bulls are probably the only squad willing to take a weakass mage like yourself.” Turning his attention to the person who so rudely interrupted his date, the spacial mage could quickly tell this was some pompous noble. What he couldn’t tell though was how they knew you and why they were being rude.
“Excuse me, who are you?” Finral asked, his tone showing he was not pleased at all with how this person was acting.
Scoff in offense the noble spoke again. “Don’t take that tone with me. I’ll have you know, I’m Claire Elric, you know the family of mages who specialize in Alchemy magic.” The snob, Claire identified herself. “And I was talking with an old friend. I suggest you mind your own business but then again judging from your robe you’re also a Black Bull so you probably don’t understand respect.” Claire stated matter of factly.
Rolling his eyes, Finral spoke again. “It was a rhetorical question, you could be the king’s kid for all I care, it doesn't give you the right to talk down to people for no reason.” He started not having the patience for assholes. “Y/n is a powerful mage, and works hard everyday to help our squad get better. Not only that but they are extremely kind and caring, so I suggest you treat them with respect.”
Having been silently watching from behind Finral since Claire first spoke, you couldn’t hide the shock on your face. Finral was never the confrontational type, but here he is defending you from one of your life long bullies. Being behind him though you could also tell from the look on her face that Claire was ready to snap, and it would probably be best to leave before stuff goes south. “Finral, we should just go. It’s not a big deal, she’s right anyway the Bulls are the only squad that would take a mage like me.” You said gently pulling at his sleeve trying to get him to drop it and go.
Sadly your pleas were left unanswered as Finral was not going to stand for someone convincing his lovely partner they were less than perfect. “No Y/n, we aren’t leaving just yet. Not until this ass realizes that it’s not a bad thing you are part of the Black Bulls.” He said looking over at you before turning back to the now scowling noble. “Like I said before Y/n is a valuable member of our Squad and any other Squad would be lucky to have them. But Judging from your lack of any squad robe, you weren’t even good enough for any, so instead of spending your time looking down on others who have done more than you, maybe you should try being a better person.”
Claire’s scowl went from mildly upset to pissed real fast. Before she could even think to respond Finral quickly used his magic to open a small portal at the noble’s feet and watched as she fell through it. You looked at him shocked before speaking. “One, thank you for standing up for me. Claire has been a bully since we were young. And two, where the hell did you send her?” You were grateful she was gone but you hoped it wasn’t going to lead to problems for you later.
“Oh I just sent her to the farthest place I could without using too much mana. Don’t worry she’ll be fine though it may take her a while to get back, I hear Hage is a few days walk from castle town.” He said with a smirk. “And I’ll alway defend you, no one should talk down to you for any reason. I mean it, you are an amazing and valuable member of the Black Bulls. I know I for one would be lost without you.” With that Finral pulled you into his side, placing a kiss on your forehead before continuing throughout the market. You would probably get a complaint later about Finral stranding a noble in the forsaken realm, in a few days but hey that’s nothing new for the Black Bulls, plus Yami will probably find it funny.
Zora:
Finding time for the two of you to go and enjoy yourselves while being part of the Black Bulls is a hassle. Hell even days off aren’t off limits from chaos as Asta proved when he went to Nean and had a run in with The Eye of the Midnight Sun. So the moment Captain Yami even started to say it was time for everyone to have a day off, you and Zora were out of the hideout and without a second thought.
You guys made your way to a village where hopefully none of the crazier members of the squad would end up and made sure you weren’t followed. Peace and quiet in the misfit squad were hard to come by so you weren’t risking it. Making your way to the local pub, you and Zora sat at a small table only big enough for two and as far from the crowd that had gathered. Planning to enjoy a nice lunch before walking the town and just being together.
Unfortunately maybe the pub was not the best idea for a lunch date. You guys had agreed on it because it would be cheaper than one of the cafes or restaurants around the village. What you hadn’t factored in was the numerous drunkards who either just started their day of drinking or were still there after their night of drinking. In all honesty it took longer than one would expect for one of these drunks to cause a problem but hey it still happened.
You had been mid-sentence about how you hid Magna’s flan the other day and blamed Luck, just to cause some trouble, when some drunk lady stumbled over to your table. “Ex-cuse me, but could I of-ffer you a drink?” The lady said eye one Zora’s shirtless torso, completely ignoring you and the fact Zora could not look less interested in her.
“No. Anyway, Y/n next time we should go a step further instead of just hiding Magna’s food we should -” Zora started plotting how to mess with the resident idiots after turning down the drunk. Only to get halfway through his thought before Drunky spoke again.
“Come o-on handsome, I’m ssure I can give you a great time.” She slurred as she tried to get his attention. Zora just rolled his eyes and tried to ignore her. “Don’t be like thaat, I just want to ssee whatss behind that mask.” The Drunk was clearly to far down the drain to realize she had zero chance.
Being totally done with the lady you decided to take it on yourself to get her to leave. “Hey drunky, he’s not interested. Also we are kinda in the middle of a date and I would appreciate it if you left my boyfriend alone.” You said, making it clear you did not want to deal with her while still being somewhat polite. The lady just scoffed at you before turning back to Zora.
“I know I can give you bett-tter time then this buzz kill.” She said now leaning on the table. You were trying to hide your frustration, when the drunk did something that made the normally calm mage across from you let out his own frustration. While trying to seduce him by running her fingers along his jaw, the lady had the nerve to try and pull his mask from his face.
Standing probably faster than you’ve seen him move in while, Zora completely loses his cool. “Do not touch me and definitely do not touch my mask. We tried to be polite but you leave me no choice. No one would want anything to do with a hopeless drunk who has nothing better to do than interrupt a couple on the first date they’ve had in months, and then touch one of them without permission after being told twice to leave.” The whole time he spoke he had the lady’s wrist in his hand, not a tight enough grasp to break it or leave lasting damage but it was clear from his white knuckles there would likely be a bruise.
Deciding it’s probably best for Zora to not catch an assault charge for possibly injuring a civilian on day off, you step in. Resting a hand on his shoulder you spoke up. “Hey, let's just go back to the hideout. I know we wanted peace and quiet but that clearly isn’t gonna happen here.” Zora thought for a second before dropping the lady’s wrist and wrapped his arm over your shoulders leading you out of the pub ignoring the eyes of the few patrons who weren’t unconscious.
“Sorry our date got ruined by that lady.” You apologized hoping to ease some of the tension clear on Zora’s face.
He just shook his head. “Not your fault. I think we should just accept the madness we deal with. I mean where’s the fun in life if someone isn’t being crazy.” Zora made a valid point.
Chuckling as you made your way back to the Black Bulls’ base. “You’re right, if we wanted quite we probably shouldn’t have joined the Black Bulls of all squads.” You laughed as you reached the hideout and were greeted with the tell tale yelling from Magna and Luck fighting over who knows what this time.
Klaus:
Being at the Golden Dawn’s base was intimidating to begin with, now add not being a member of the top squad and it feels like even breathing wrong could get you yelled at. Luckily you were only there to get your boyfriend for the date you had planned, it was rare that you got the same days off so you liked to take advantage of it whenever you could. Normally, Klaus would either meet you at the date location or come get you from your base, but for some reason he had requested you meet at the Golden Dawn’s headquarters.
You had been greeted at the door by Mimosa who said Klaus was just finishing up a quick meeting with the Captain and then he’d be ready to go. While waiting Mimosa offered to sit and chat so you didn’t feel so out of place, your Black robe standing out in the sea of golden ones. Accepting the offer you and Mimosa sat by a window enjoying some tea while chatting about recent missions and laughing at some stories of Klaus making a fool of himself over Asta.
Completely engrossed in Mimosa’s story about how concerned Klaus was when they found Asta passed out in the cave near Nean, you failed to notice the green haired mage approaching the two of you. “Yes, he really said he was only worried because if Asta was hurt then you would be upset and he didn’t want to see you cry.” Mimosa said holding in laughter also not noticing her Squadmate approaching.
“When did we start letting the riff raff lounge around our base?” Letoile said, as she looked at you with what could only be described as disgust.
“I’m sorry, what do you mean by that Letoile?” Mimosa asked, confused why her squadmate would say something like that.
The compass mage scoffed. “I mean, when was it okay for a Black Bull to just hang around the Golden Dawn’s base, shouldn’t they be with the other commoners and criminals?” Every word that came out hurt, sure you had heard it all before, the Black Bulls weren’t exactly the most respected squad, but this time it felt personal.
Mimosa watched as the color drained from your face, she could tell you were debating leaving even before Klaus was ready to go. “Y/n has every right to be here. They may not be a member of this squad but they are still a Magic Knight. Besides they’re waiting on Klaus, it’s not like they’re trying to move in.” The royal tried to defend you, but it seemed her words only gave the other woman more fuel for her fire.
“Oh that’s right, you’re Klaus’s charity case. The little commoner who barely managed to help save him in that dungeon. I don’t know how you convinced a noble like him to go out with you but he could do so much better. I mean he’s surrounded by powerful mages everyday and he picked a weak peasant like you. You probably used some forbidden spell to get his attention, huh?” Letoile said with a pointed look, clearly enjoying the clear turmoil on your face. She paused trying to think of more insults, hoping to find the one to get you to run off.
Unfortunately for her, it was at that moment a certain purple eyed mage decided to clear his throat. Everyone froze, Klaus may be calm and collected most of the time but when he’s upset it can get scary. “I don’t know what you think you gain from being rude to my partner, Letoile but I suggest you apologize and then leave them alone.” He said voice never changed from his usual calm and strict tone. The green haired mage mumbled a quick apology and quickly ran off. Klaus then turned to Mimosa. “Thank you Mimosa for keeping them company while I was busy, and for standing up for them as well.” The red head nodded and quickly bid farewell before giving you to space.
“So how much of the interaction did you see?” You asked quietly as Klaus moved to help you stand from the table you were sitting at.
“The whole time, I heard you laughing about Mimosa’s retelling of what happened in Nean and was going to join you before she said much else when I saw Letoile approach. I wanted to see what she wanted.” He explained with a slight frown. “I’m sorry I should have stepped in sooner, I was curious to see how other members of the squad would react to you when I wasn’t present.” It was clear from his tone that he was truly sorry for the things his team mate said.
Resting a hand on his arm you spoke up. “It’s fine Klaus, sure what she said hurt but having you and Mimosa stand up for me means a lot. In all honesty I’ve heard worse, I’m a Black Bull after all.” Hearing you laugh at your last comment brought a smile to his face.
“Are you sure you’re okay, you looked close to crying or running?” He asked as he pointed out how clear it was you had been uncomfortable.
“Yes I’m fine. I can’t say what she said didn’t hurt but knowing how much you truly support me and seeing how much you’ve changed since meeting me and Asta, I know everything she said was out of jealousy.” You answered, now enjoying the look of slight confusion on his face.
“Jealousy? What do you mean?” Klaus was truly perplexed.
“Yeah, She’s just jealous I got the best guy and I didn’t even have to try.” You said, finishing the statement placing a kiss to the steel mage’s cheek. Klaus at a loss for words, his face bright red from the kiss, just held your hand and guided you out of the base towards the originally planned date.
Nozel:
To put simply Nozel is clueless when it comes to people flirting with him. To even start dating you had to straight up say you liked him and wanted to go on a date. That being said he is the most thoughtful man ever in a relationship. Believing that his partner deserves the world and all of his focus. So when a random member of his squad started flirting with him, he had no idea.
The first couple of times you had been out either on missions or just running a few errands, so you weren’t there to tell him this girl wasn’t just being kind to him but in fact trying to seduce him. Sure his younger siblings had been around and tried to tell him after the girl had left that she was flirting with him, but he only has eyes for you and in his eyes it’s clear he’s off limits, so surely Solid and Nebra are seeing things.
He only realizes that his siblings were right when the same girl came up and started flirting with him, while at a feast the Silver Eagles were holding for some reason. You and Nozel were sitting together having a conversation about how he should try being nicer to Noelle, when little miss heart eyes popped up.
“Hello Captain Nozel. How’s your day going?” The girl asked clearly unfazed by the glare both the captain and you gave her at the interruption. After hearing the quick fine breathed out by the now eerily calm Captain, she kept speaking. “That’s good to hear, I spent the day training and was thinking maybe you could give me some pointers on how to be more effective in combat?” She asked, twirling her hair and trying to act cute.
Nozel being clueless, and just annoyed that his conversation was interrupted by idle chatter mumbled a sure and turned to go back to his previous discussion. “Wow Captain, you are probably the best Captain there is, being willing to train even the lowest members of your squad. I can’t wait to learn from such an amazing mage.” The silver haired Captain just nodded and made to look back at you. “Do you do this for all your squad mates or am I just that special to you Nozel?” The girl went from subtle flirting to not trying to hide real quick.
“Honey I hate to break it to you, but Nozel is like this with everyone. He stopped listening to your squeaky ass voice the second you interrupted our conversation.” You said being done with the girl’s clear lack of care for those around her. “Besides take it from the person he’s dating, flirting will get you nowhere. Now if you don’t mind Me and my boyfriend here are gonna leave and if I hear even a suggestion that you’ve been flirting with him again you will wish you never looked in his direction.” With that you stood up, Nozel following without protest because he just wanted some peace.
“She wasn’t flirting with me was she?” He asked as you exited the dining hall making your way to your room at the Silver Eagles Base.
You couldn’t help but laugh at how clueless he could be. “Nozel honey, it was so painfully obvious to everyone she’s been flirting with you. Hell your siblings have told me previously that she’s done it and those two are so absorbed in their own delusions of greatness I’m shocked they noticed before you.” He just stared at you perplexed as he really thought, his siblings were fucking with him. Thinking for a moment he just nodded in acceptance entering your shared room ready to call it a night. “You know, for a Magic Knight Captain, you are really clueless sometimes. I’m sure even Fuegolen could have been able to tell she was flirting and that man can’t understand sarcasm.”
Hearing the mention of his rival Nozel glared at you as he undid the braid at the front of his hair. “Not funny.” He said full of seriousness, but from the slight smile he knew you were only joking.
It was late one night when he appeared at your window, you'd been sat on your bed when you heard the tapping, the same tapping that you heard every Sunday night.
You opened the window to let him in and he instantly slipped in, it was raining and he looked incredibly miserable.
"Whats up now."
"Can you dye my hair for me?"
And thats how it started. So now you were sat in your bathroom, various boxes of dye scattered across the floor until he picked up a box of green.
"Green.. seriously?"
He shrugged as he looked into the mirror. You just laughed as he sighed and handed you the box.
You dampened his hair, making sure to partially dry it off. He smacked your knee as you practically drowned him accidentally.
"Yeah yeah, my bad."
And the then you put the first streak of green into the ends of his hair, the colour was brighter than you thought it'd be and within an hour the ends were dyed and the wait had started.
After another 45 minutes of doing nothing but talking about whatever came to mind. You rinsed any of the extra dye out of his hair.
He looked nice with it, sure it'd get some getting used to but it suited him.
"Why are you looking at me like that."
"Fuck off."
He just laughed as he nudged you, although the two of you never said it, there was a clear unspoken understanding between yous. And that was hard to break.
Little baby drabble to celebrate my sleep-deprived self eating cold chicken nuggets with Chic-fil-a Polynesian sauce eXACTLY like this at 3am
The muted sound of air hissing wakes you from your sleep. Well, it wasn’t only the air; you did have to go pee too. You blink a few times, rubbing your eyes to try and center yourself, wondering if it was just a hallucination. That’s when you hear it again…. And again… and again…
Best to go investigate. Was it a ghost? An appliance? Did you leave the faucet on?
Nope.
When you step outside your bedroom door, the sound got clearer, growing more and more loud until you had reached the kitchen.
There, you saw the faint light of the refrigerator and a figure hunched over it. You were about to jump on their case until you hear the sound again, followed by a hum of approval.
You step closer and closer, bleary eyes and barely conscious. When you reach the foot of the fridge, you realize that the silhouette was none other than your beloved boyfriend.
“Babe, iz 2 in the mornin’,” you slur, causing your beloved to tense. “Why’re you ‘wake?”
He turns around to reveal exactly what he was doing, and a mouthful of what you had just heard. He smiles (well, as much as one can smile with a mouthful of food), plucking a strawberry from its container and shaking the can of whipped cream. “Strbebby?” he asks, voice greatly contorted.
You close your eyes as a smile creeps onto your lips. “I’d love a ‘strbebby’,” you tease, grabbing the fruit from his fingertips.
He swallows and laughs a bit as you take a bite. “Open,” he demands and you obey. He sprays a small amount of whipped cream in your mouth, quickly doing the same for himself.
You both swallow the the food in your mouths, laughing with little exhales through the nose. He pulls you in for a gentle kiss. “Tastes sweet…” he murmurs.
— Satoru Gojo, Yuuji Itadori, Armin Arlert, Ranpo Edogawa, Atsushi Nakajima, Howl Pendragon, Kojiro Nanjo, Finral Roulacase (SHUT UPPP I LOVE HIM SO MUCH), Sanji, Usopp (HIM TOO 😍😍), Kaveh, Tighnari, Itto, Thoma—
rewatched black clover then saw your event and now i'm thinking how would Finral, Gauche and Leo introduce their fiance to their siblings. for the sake of this req let's say their siblings had no idea they were getting engaged (for Leo maybe his sis knew but brother didn't? idk i cant imagine neither of them knowing)
Ringtober Masterlist
Notes: sorry for the delay!
Warnings: n/a just fluff
Characters involved: Finral Roulacase, Gauche Adlai, Leopold Vermillion
Fem reader, you/yours
Finral Roulacase
His brother needs a minute.
Literally just points at Finral then you and goes you actually managed to convice her to fall for you?
Might make fun of Finral a bit but Finral can tell he's secretly happy for him.
Langris is more interested in the ring than you, he is glad to say that his brother has good taste in jewellery.
They end up discussing family matters after that and what's going to happen with certain pre established marriage agreements.
Overall Langris doesn't really care much, sure he's happy his brother found someone but it's kind of a 'meh' moment for him.
He isn't interested in getting to know you either, in his head you're like the Black Bulls—someone his brother likes but he doesn't particularly care for.
Don't expect to see much of him around either, although he does expect a wedding invite even if he might snark on about not attending.
He does in fact attend.
Gauche Adlai
His sister is so excited it's honestly adorable.
You've already met in the past since Gauche had to introduce the two most important girls in his life to each other, but she gets very excited at the prospect of having you as her future sister.
Gauche has to roam around with tissues because he keeps getting nosebleeds at the idea of the three of you living together like a happy lil family.
Once she finds our you're going to be her future sister in law his sister constantly asks about you when Gauche visits. He almost can't visit her without you because she sometimes seems sad and then Gauche feels very bad.
This one time the two of you got into a fight and she asked about you and told Gauche something along the lines of you better not take my sister away from me and to this day he does his best to never argue with you.
Overall your relationship is really sweet. Since Gauche is kind of like her father figure anyways you sort of become a maternal figure for her.
Leopold Vermillion
Fuegoleon is so genuinely surprised he doesn't even know how to react.
Their parents called all three children to the house for dinner which was surprising in itself, so when he sees you there he is pretty confused.
You're a close family friend, and ever since you were children it was sort of a given that Leo was yours and you were his. You two were just fated to be together.
But Fuegoleon presumed that his parents would at least give him of all people some forewarning before an engagement.
He ends up finding out that Leo actually proposed out of nowhere, you accepted and told both families a few days ago.
So why was Fuegoleon so late to the party?
His sister finds the entire situation funny and doesn't miss a beat before teasing Fuegoleon for being slow and not seeing the signs. Like how Leo suddenly decided to visit their grandfather (for a ring that was pre decided) the day he proposed.
Fuegoleon is honestly very pleased with the entire ordeal. You were always like a little sister to him anyways, but now that relationship is just solidified.
He does however tease Leo quite a bit about being a man and the responsibilities that come with marriage.
He's kind of surprised that Leo is going to be the first of the three of them to be married. That's Fuegoleon biggest concern rather than the sudden announcement.
Mereoleona definitely teases him about how their little brother has a better love life than him.
I know you probably have a whole bunch of requests you’re working on, but I’ve been binging your Masterlist so I’d hate myself if I didn’t ask-
Could you do more of the fake dating trope with confessions or where they got jealous of the reader’s brother when they saw them together?
Honestly I don’t care which characters in general but I’d love if Finral could be one of them.
Thank you for writing!
I do, and this is definitely one of the new ones, but I was enabled into some jealousy/fake dating things, so I had very much creative wind for this. I hope you like it ^^
Pairing: Finral x gn!reader
Genre: Hurt-comfort
Trope: Fake dating
Length: ~1.4k
Contains: themes of fake dating, apprehension (Finral), angsty beginning, but a spin and a kiss at the end, so very much a happy ending
Song I associate with Finral here
When Yami had placed the two of you onto this mission, where your task was to pretend to be a couple as a part of your disguise, Finral wasn’t sure if he should laugh or cry. Because he knew that Yami-, well, actually, everyone knew, that Finral was a flirt. And maybe that was why he might seem like the perfect choice for this. That he’d seem like he was so enamoured by his beloved that no one would believe that you were there for an undercover operation.
But... the thing was that... he was-, he did have a crush on you. A very deep one.
And while he was trying to bear through the mission the bets he could, while trying to appear as convincing as possible, it felt like... agony. Something so horrid, as if the turmoil of his own emotions were trying to carve him hollow, and leave him with tears in his eyes onto the cold ground, because... because it was just play pretend, right?
You were not there with him.
Or you were there with him in the physical sense of the expression, but not... in the way he wanted you to be there with him.
Not that he thought that you’d be interested in him, like that anyway, oh no. He knew the tango by now. He’d express his sentiments, or his interest, towards someone and they’d tell him off. All fun and games, until he was interested. And because he was a flirt, no one took his interest seriously.
‘Oh it’s just a game to him’. ‘He doesn’t really mean it’. ‘He’s just going after whoever would give him some’.
All the mean words that had been spoken about him. He knew them by heart.
And yet he didn’t stop, because...
...
Because he dared to hope that one day, someone would love him for who he was. That one day, he would be cherished and cared for, and he could do the same in return.
Someday... but not now, not here, because it was just play pretend. A mission.
Smile. Look happy. Take my hand. We’re very much in love. A quarrel maybe? Because no couple is perfect. Only that it ends with smiles and laughter.
Because it’s not real.
It’s absurd, and just for show. So you fight, and you laugh, because none of it is real.
You two laugh, because it’s not real.
Only for him to sit at the floor of the bathroom a couple hours later and stare at the tiles, because... he wants it to be real. He wants it. Aches for it.
...
He needs it to be real.
He needs it to be real as much as any other mortal man who loves can... need to it to be real.
Only that it isn’t.
He knows it.
He acts like it doesn’t bother him.
Only that it does.
And once the mission ends, he goes to do the same thing, stare at the wall of the bathroom with tears in his eyes, and the confession stuck in his throat like a weight that won’t go down, but would rather suffocate him. He sits, and he stares, until Gauche pounds the door and asks what’s taking him so bloody long.
After which he sits up, and wipes the tears away, only to put on the fake smile; pretends it’s all okay. Because... Because that is how it is supposed to be. It is... only that simple. Just a mission. Smoke and mirrors. None of it is real.
Not even your laugh. Or smile. Or... the way you held his hand while whispering into his ear... None of it is real... none of it was real...
Just him, and his hopes and dreams.
Which did not come any easier when he saw you in town, chatting with some guy, and laughing. You smiled and you laughed and you looked happy. Not quite in the same way as you had looked during your dates, but you still looked happy and he... he wanted to be the guy, making you smile and laugh and swirl around and he just... Didn’t know what to do.
Should he just flee with his tail between his legs and ... not do anything about it? Because that was what he usually did when he was shot down. Because he could take the hint. If he wasn’t wanted, he wasn’t wanted and that was that.
But now he... he bit down his teeth. Ground his molars because damn it he didn’t want to just roll over, step aside like that when it was-!
No. He wouldn’t. He wouldn’t be turned down before he had, properly, put his bets in. Because... there was... there was no really telling if ... if you’d accept his emotions or not, right? He wasn’t turned down until he was turned down.
So. He swallowed. Held up his head, put on a charming smile, and cast a portal in front of him.
“Yuhuu,” He greeted to you while appearing right next to you through the portal. “There’s something urgent we need to discuss,” he chirped with words, like needled that pricked his throat.
“Oh, I-, uhh...” You managed as he already took you by the hand, and pulled you along, into the woods near the base.
The birds sang so nicely around you, somewhere in the woods that now surrounded you. The sun was shining; filtering through the branches that reached over your heads, and he just... stood there.
“Finral?” You asked, looking around. “This isn’t the base...”
“But I needed to talk to you,” he admitted without daring to look you in the eye.
“About..?”
“About-, the last mission...” his voice was as if a whisper, a hushed tone that held an essence of being forced in it.
“What... about it?”
And he... lifted his chin to look at the skies.
Just looked, and wondered for a while about what he should say. Or how to say it.
“About how...” he began, but hesitated. Because this was it, right? He’d lay his heart on the line, and see how far that’d take him. “I was hoping... through it that I wouldn’t be... just for the mission.”
There was another pause, during which you frowned, and waited for him to continue, which he did.
“Because I am... I think I am in love with you,” his head fell, and his eyes were staring into the grass under you. “And throughout the mission I was... hoping that we wouldn’t be pretending. That I could really hold your hand and take you out on a date that you deserve and I just... I want to make you smile and laugh and ... and joke about anything and everything, so... I...” his voice faded into silence, which was overpowered by the singing of the birds, and the rustling of the blades of grass...
It was as if the world, and time, was standing still.
Until... you took his hand.
You took his hand, and held it with a gentle touch. As if he was a fragile flower, or a leaf about to be caught into the wind.
His chin lifted up, and he looked at you with fear and hope and uncertainty and anticipation.
“I wish...” you started, eyes lifting to his, little by little, “that you would have told me that sooner.”
His mind went blank.
“We could have had much more fun during that mission then,” you tried to joke.
“So you...?”
“I think... I-, I love you too...”
There was a second. Or two. During which he stared, tried to take it all in. Until he dived closer, wrapped his arms around you, only to spin you around amidst the tress, the sunshine and the symphony of songbirds.
He lowered you down, and looked into your eyes; so deep that it felt as if he was trying to see into your soul, and pressed his lips against yours.
The kiss tasted like cherries and something sweet, almost like honey; or perhaps... it was the hope for the future that tasted so sweet.
