summary 𝜗𝜚 ryis braids your hair. ryis x reader (gn, no use of y/n.) genre fluff, established relationship. cw reader has hair long enough to braid. wc 0.5k
note from zanna just a little ryis thought i had last night </3 quickest way for me to fall in love is if someone plays with/does my hair so this thought has me going a little insane lowkey :( i love ryis so bad </3
"Stay still, I'm almost done," Ryis murmurs, smiling down at you as you lay in his lap. You squirm a bit, cheek pressed against the warm skin of his thigh. You bite the inside of your mouth and do your best to stay still despite the way his fingers dance across the top of your head. His touch slightly tickles and his warm breath fans against your face and tempts you to kiss him.
Ryis, growing up with so many sisters, has always told you how good he is at doing hair. An acquired skill over the year since no one's hair could be left down in the bakery. You were curious just how good he was at it and decided to let him have free reign over your head for one afternoon. He was excited, and you had full trust in his abilities. The only problem was just how ticklish you were.
Every five seconds, you have to bite back a smile or giggle, which in turn, keeps distracting Ryis from his task. You know how much he loves your smile—his favourite thing in the world—as he's told you on more than one occasion. You would love to spare your boyfriend from your fits of giggles, but his feather-light touch on your hair is the real culprit. You had joked that maybe if he tugged more you'd be able to stay still. He looked slightly horrified at the suggestion. He doesn't want to hurt you.
He's probably the gentlest person you've ever met, so you weren't surprised by his reaction. You also know that even if he tried to hurt you, he couldn't. He's the same guy who always asks if you really have to kill the monsters in the mines, to which you always offer him the alternative—you potentially injured to the point of passing out—and he always drops the subject after that.
He's already worried whenever you stay in the mines too long, and you think you might have traumatized him when you ended up in Valen's clinic one night after a trip. You hate worrying him, but the resources are too valuable to give up entirely. You've invested in better armour and weapons to put his mind at ease, and he always makes you food to take down with you before mining days. Your soft-hearted boyfriend had to get used to your dangerous adventures pretty quickly, although he'll never give up his gentle nature.
He's just as gentle when he lets you know he's done your hair, smoothing his calloused thumbs over your jaw and pressing his lips to your forehead softly. You sit up, feeling the top of your head carefully to figure out what he's made of your hair. You can't see the full thing, but you feel several braids dipping in and out of each other. It seems like a more complicated style than you had originally expected, but you aren't entirely surprised that Ryis is able to make near artwork out of your hair. You'll have to let him play with it more regularly.
summary 𝜗𝜚 sleeping in with your boyfriend sounds way too tempting. ryis x reader (gn, no use of y/n.) genre fluff, established relationship. cw workaholic reader as usual, very soft ryis </3, not proofread. wc 0.8k
note from zanna i am finally back to writing for fom after 9 very long months !!! super happy to be writing again, very soft for ryis 24/7 he never leaves my head. looking forward to 1.0 release eagerly!!!
The chirp of the birds in the early morning reaches Ryis' ears slowly. They break through into his dreams, calling him out from slumber by the passing minutes. When he gains consciousness enough to realize what the noise is, he smiles lazily and digs his head deeper into his pillow. Waking up to birdsong is the perfect way to start the day.
Although he's always thought it can't get much better than this, it quickly does as soon as he opens his eyes. Sometime during the night, long after Ryis had already fallen asleep, you had curled up under the covers beside him. And it's one of the rare times he's woken up before you.
He rarely mentions anything to you about your habits—falling asleep late and waking up early every day. If he's calculating correctly, you're always running on only 4-5 hours of sleep, which is definitely not enough for how busy you keep yourself during the day. He doesn't nag you about sleeping more, but he does make sure you eat and drink enough during the day. That is his compromise.
Still, it makes him feel inexplicably happy when he finds you still asleep. It's a rare moment to bask in sharing a bed with you; which he is aware happens nearly every night, but it never quite feels like it. You're always joining him after he's asleep and leaving before he wakes up, so while you can enjoy the sight of your sleepy boyfriend, he doesn't even get the opportunity to.
The birds are getting louder outside. It will always be Ryis' favourite music to hear. Their choruses sway through the crisp air of the early morning, welcoming the new day. Sunlight is starting to shine through the window. A warm ray casts across your face, and your closed eyes scrunch from the sensation. Ryis' hand lifts to block the light almost on instinct. When your face relaxes again, he breathes a relieved sigh.
He knows when you wake up, it will be straight to work. He won't let the sun ruin a rare extra moment with you when he knows he'll be lucky to even see you again by evening. He wants you to get a little extra sleep. You deserve it. He also, a little selfishly, wants to keep looking at you like this.
Finding time to spend together amidst your busy schedules is hard. During the week, you both work tirelessly to make sure you have time for a date on the weekend. It isn't a perfect solution, but, at least it gives you both something to look forward to. On days that feel like they stretch on endlessly, it's needed motivation. Sometimes, when Ryis has a lull in schedule, he'll sit by the Hawthorn tree and watch the Mistrian bluebirds for a few hours.
His sisters would probably tease him for being this sentimental about you, but he can't help it, nor will he ever stop. He's never been this in love with a person before.
He expected you to wake before long no matter what he does, but he still finds you stirring sooner than he expects. He can ignore his heart sinking at his perfect moment being over when you open your eyes and smile at him; a sleepy smile that's suppressed by a yawn almost immediately. Ryis giggles. You shift over to hug his waist and let yourself rest your cheek against his chest for a moment.
"I like waking up with you," he says quietly. A sleepy nod is all he gets in response. Your lack of sleeping must be catching up to you this morning. After a beat too long of silence and a suspiciously tight grip on Ryis' shirt, he tilts his head. "Are you trying to fall back asleep?"
You shake your head, but make no moves to get up. Ryis is comfortable.
"How late did you get back last night?"
His hands have started carding through your morning bedhead. If you opened your eyes, you would see the lovesick expression on his face. You can picture it just from the way he asks you the question—soft, a little concerned, and undeniably fond.
"2? 3?" your words muffle into his shirt. Ryis furrows his brow.
"That late? You should sleep more. I'll sleep in with you."
Your eyes blink open at that suggestion. His offer is… beyond tempting. He knows the chances of you taking it are low, but not zero. If your clinginess is any indication of your willingness to leave bed, then Ryis might even have a real possibility of it this morning. It's still quite early. An extra few hours wouldn't be detrimental. If he can just persuade you a little more, then perhaps…
"I don't know… I have a lot of work to do today…"
He decides to go with what he knows to be most effective. He kisses your forehead gently.
You groan, grip on him tightening, "You know that's not fair, Ryis! Doing that is cheating."
