Where they like to kiss you 😘 (Gachiakuta Edition)
Rudo: Cheek
He may be young, but he got his heart broken. Everything he does is now viewed with caution, almost hostility. Yeah, you're pretty cute an' shit, but that doesn't mean he's easy to open up. However, once you do start dating, likely, he's just gonna keep it simple and kiss your cheek. Just these soft, little pecks around the fat of your cheek are enough; oh god, he's turning red. The fact that he's even kissing is already crazy! He's kissing, and he's only fifteen! Of course, Enjin's all for whatever grade school romance is happening between you two, but Gris at least holds down a few ground rules on teen romance.
Enjin: Mouth, Neck, Back, Chest, Thighs
To be honest, the answer is "Anywhere", but I think these are the go-tos. (This has to be the most areas I've seen for a single character) Enjin's all for a curvy woman, so chest and thighs are obvious; you're constantly covered in bruises and bite marks. Kisses on the back are usually after sex, however, cuddles or surprise hugs behind the back are also acceptable. Mouth and neck are the most affected, usually because he just CAN'T get enough of your taste. You scold him to stop smoking, but he's gotta do something with his mouth. A simple peck throughout the day or just heavily making out in the crevices of the HQ, sucking against your neck just to rouse you into a quickie. Whatever's floating his boat at the moment.
Zanka: Nose, Forehead, Cheek
Soft Zanka for eva 😔✊. No, for real, Zanka's kisses would make you feel so soft and fluffy; every kiss is like taking a bite of your favorite dessert. Usually, he would kiss your cheek since it's the most basic, but just as domestic. He'd kiss your nose every morning before waking you up, or right before you fall asleep, or if he's just feeling a little playful; you two would definitely playfight, so be prepared to be kissed on the nose when he pins you down. He kisses your forehead whenever either of you returns from a mission or when you're sick/injured, lying on the bed, all flushed and tired. You two are so young, and yet you act so domestic; Riyo and Enjin would tease the hell out of both of you.
Riyo: Face
She's a little minx, so stay alert; you never know when you'll get a sneak attack. One moment, you could be training out on the basketball court, the next moment, there's a lip print on your cheek. And you're just like: "Where the hell did that come from?" (Lol, she wasn't even close to you 😭. She just came by in a flash.) You kinda get a little scared with how she's getting away with it, but she just plays it off as a little game. Riyo doesn't mean to scare ya; she just kisses your nose whilst you're cuddling together and rambling about weird dreams.
Gris: Hand
Such a gentleman ❤️. I see Gris being someone who would kiss his partner's scars. The most, of course, being your hands. Even if your Jinki—or whatever weapon you use—is not handheld, you still manage to get scraped by debris and shattered trash beast armor. Bandaged by strong hands and soothed by slightly chapped lips and soft goatee; God, I'm melting just thinking about it. When his strong hands just engulf yours in one swallow, capable of warming your fingertips because his internal heat is so much higher than yours. Lying on the hospital bed, you could feel the warmth radiating from his hands or his lips pressed against your palms as if he were praying for your survival. He's such a sweetheart.
Follo: Nose, Forehead, Mouth
Oh my gosh, him~ 🤧. He makes me giggle and kick my feet. 19 years old and yet the only crush he had was probably that girl from his childhood. While Follo has little romance experience, it's not as bad as Rudo or Zanka. Follo would definitely do Eskimo kisses/nose nuzzles. He'd kiss your nose as an excuse to warm it up, but it just turns into a casual thing, like after you give him a gift or you've finished a chore. He kisses your forehead when you're distressed or you had a nightmare; seeing you in pain only multiplies his ache. But the real passion comes into play when he kisses your lips. He never thought he was a good kisser, but there's some so...good, something warm, something intense of just colliding his lips with yours, sloppily making out not because of lust (well...maybe 😏), but because he just ain't good at it. Mistakes are human, and, me personally, I do NOT care how good you're "supposed" to be at kissing, just as long as you love me dearly.
Tomme: Cheek, Hand
Simple girlie. ✨Highly underrated girlie✨. Tomme doesn't really express physical affection that much; she's probably more of a "words of affirmation" person, but kisses are exchanged commonly. Mainly your cheek when you greet each other, a small peck on your inner cheek, maybe at the junction of your nose. Hand kisses are when you're more intimate, those moments when you're in a daze, lost in your thoughts, but not moving a single muscle because your brain's fogged with random thoughts and fuzz. She kisses your hand because their just involuntarily intertwined with each other, and she, too, is a little tired.
Amo: Cheek, Mouth
Amo is...quite passionate. We are all equally traumatized by her...past events, so that just the words "love" and "Amo" are hard to formulate a sentence, let alone think about it. When Amo loves, Amo loves dearly; it's a binary response, 1 or 0, on or off, fun or icky. So once all systems vote for yes, Amo is attached to your hip. In an instant, her eyes are on you and nothing else. Amo loves, Amo cares, and Amo wants to show you that. Wet kisses on the cheek are the start of it, not even trying to finagle any hand-holding or simpler physical touch. Even straight-up kissing you on the mouth/making out happens randomly, too. She's touch-starved, alright? Boundaries are still a mystery to Amo. She's still trying to move on from Mister and the tower and everything else that happened. And she's still learning about feelings. I know many people reading this are probably getting a little weirded out about it, but we cannot forget what happened. She grew up too fast, and everything Mister taught her was WAY BEYOND what she needed to learned at her age.
Tamsy: Jaw, Neck, Mouth
Ah yes, Tamsy Caines. Good God, where do I begin? These three areas are the perfect spot for his lips to attack. Oh, you flinch when he breathes against your neck? Your breath hitches when his fingers trace your face? You think his lips are soft and plush? A little birdie told him you even thought he was a good kisser? Well, now we've got to test that. Now, of course, these kisses must be private, as if he's getting caught doing such scandalous things to you, even if it's just kissing. He would line your jaw with a few soft pecks, suctioning to your skin. He'll flutter down to your neck, sucking your jugular vein. He wants to bite it, rip it off, and watch the sweet blood flow from your soft, cakey skin, drink it like a vampire. Every kiss siphons your conscience; your knees buckle under a new gravity, commanding you to plummet. He kisses your lips ever-so slightly at first, teasing you by cushioning his lips to yours. Once he does initiate it—once you're prime and ready—he kisses slowly and sensually. And you just feel that rush of lust, of frustration, of desire. Everything just boils into a red-hot fervor. Darling, that's not him biting your lips; you're drawing your own blood.
Bro: Hand, Arms
Another gentle giant, besides Delmon. Bro would literally treat you like porcelain. You just can't get enough of holding his hands, they're so warm ☺️. Bro's hands just cradle yours in holy unison, and it is just ✨perfection✨. He kisses your hands to comfort you, letting all of your troubles wash away. He kisses your arms when you're more intimate, you know? When the day is almost over, Dear and Guita are both in bed, and you just have nothing to do but relax in each other's arms. *swoon~* literally paradise~.
Guita: Face
You playfight. Of course, you playfight. The two of you can't go a day without rolling each other over like two kittens. It's a constant game of who's the strongest—who can pin down the other the fastest? And to be honest, you're tied. However, Guita's funny little secret is distracting you with kisses!!! It's your one weakness; everyone has a weakness. So be prepared to be peppered with kisses unless you want to lose!
Corvus: Hand, Shoulders, Forehead
The best forehead kisses! The ones that truly make you feel safe. The ones that make you cling to him like a lifeline. The ones that make you cry because even the childhood home you grew up in with the people you grew up with and took care of you was truly not enough. Corvus would kiss your hand whenever you greet and before you left; literally, you keep making up new excuses to see the boss, and Semiu is like, "you know what? just go inside." Corvus would kiss your shoulders as a reward for a long day's work. I'm telling you right now his kisses are WORTH IT!!!
Semiu: Jaw, Mouth
She's ✨freaky✨. She's gotta be. A little bit. I want y'all to estimate how many porn magazines she has under her desk. (I'm guessing 27) With how much willpower she holds, capable of holding down the law amongst the Cleaners, she's gotta have some dominating traits. She only kisses during sex, and when she kisses, it hurts. Hickeys lines your jawline, your lips swollen and bleeding from her teeth. What she means to or not, it doesn't matter. Holding down the fort, that's her job since the very beginning.
August: Face, Stomach
Peppers your face like crazy. Nowhere is safe, not even your ears. Even if you say you're not ticklish, somehow this man will make you giggle. His kisses are so random to the point where you can't even guess. You could be standing completely still for hours, modeling a design, and he'll just give the fattest kiss on his cheek. You could be sitting on his lap, lost in thought, and he would peck between your brow. You could be lying in his bed fiddling with your Jinki, and he would just stop whatever he was working on and tickle you with kisses. There's never a rhyme or reason for any of his actions. I bet he also blows raspberries on your stomach to make you laugh, hence why I put that, too.
Eishia: Nose, Cheek
✨Another underrated girlie✨. She's so shy, but it's all worth it in the end. There's only so much Alice could teach her, and only so much August could help, but Eishia tries to be a little more forward. Small efforts, small victories, and we congratulate her for that. The first time she kissed you was the first time you had to go to the infirmary; Eishia wished you and her could hang out more often, but this is not what she meant. She was so scared, but she locked in; her crush was in pain, and she needed to deliver. But throughout the process, she did peck your cheek when you were unconscious, silently praying for your survival. And she did peck your nose when you awoke. Nevertheless, that was both her best and worst moment of her life.
Jabber: Anywhere
Every kiss is a fight for territory and dominance. You don't play fight, you wrestle. Literally kicking and screaming, biting and bruising. It's the "you should see the other guy" meme, but you both look absolutely fucked up. Jabber is a menace with absolutely no self-control when it comes to you. What seems like a simple dogpile blooms a wet patch of saliva and blood on your shoulder. A hug from behind results in a string of kisses down your neck and spine. You shouldn't have kept yourself exposed like that, baby. It won't be a surprise if your whole earlobe is gone one day.
Zodyl: Hand, Mouth, Shoulder
What's this? Zodyl has potential husband material? Why must most villains of fiction able to be the most gentlemanly in a relationship? The big bad himself is able to be soft just for you and only you. He kisses your hand whenever you meet, apologizing for the lack of time. If you're mad at him, he'd kiss your shoulder, emphasizing how much he means his apology. If you're still mad, he kisses your lips. Really, he truly is sorry for leaving you alone—no—for having to live in this horrible place. He means when he says you're always on his mind. He's never felt so domestic like this, like your lives aren't in constant toil and pain, like you don't live in a shitty trash heap. Somewhere beyond this plain, like a dream. He doesn't dream, he plans, he envisions, and now he's trying to manifest whatever sanguine lifestyle the two of you scraped together tenfold.
Fu: Anywhere
Wherever you tell him, he'll kiss you there. You gotta tell him your preferences because he's not gonna do shit until you say something. Literally the shyest of the bunch, can't function without a simple command. It's fine, give him (a lot) some time, but you've gotta snap him out of his obedience obsession. Disturb his comfort.
Cthoni: Clavicle, Neck, Back
Wherever she can hide, basically. Cthoni is not really one for physical affection, but since you're together, she might as well try. She can kiss wherever she can reach, meaning it's probably gonna take her Jinki to reach above your chest. Unless you're lying down—or you're somehow shorter than her—then she's got a chance. She mainly kisses your back because she's a master of the behind-the-back hug, but she'll kiss your neck and clavicle whenever she feels like it, mainly during the off-season.
Momoa: Jaw, Cheek
Another one who tends to hide, shying away from affection due to her introverted self. She only kisses you whenever you're not looking; making eye contact is hard, ok? Especially for her when she tuned out the whole world. Let her hide in the crook of your neck, and maybe, just maybe, she'll kiss your jaw or your cheek. Sometimes, she doesn't really feel like doing anything, so don't expect a lot of kisses, but do cherish the times when she does.
Summary: You have always been like a mother to the kids and teens at the cleaners, but since getting married to Enjin and becoming pregnant, you have become even more caring.
a/n: One-shot based on this request.
There was loud chatter and laughter coming from the kitchen, and Enjin immediately knew that you must be there with the young cleaners.
And he was right.
Without saying a word, he leaned against the doorframe and watched everyone.
Riyo and Zanka were leaning against the wall, both smiling carefree, which wasn't unusual. For some reason, these two always seemed to relax in your presence, which you might call cute, but it annoyed Enjin sometimes, as they always stuck by your side and never really let him have a moment alone with you.
Rudo, Fu, Amo and Guita were seated next to each other. Guita was talking Rudo's ear off as he tried to comprehend what she was saying, while Amo had her head in her arms and was looking at you fondly. Fu just watching Rudo and Guita shyly, not wanting to intrude on their conversation.
And then there was you, cooking something in your vital instrument which was a pot. He remembered the day he asked you what it meant to you, and you told him it had been passed down from your father and held great value.
It fits, he'd always thought that. Food made you happy, and cooking for others always seemed to brighten your mood, as well as the mood of those around you.
Sitting on the kitchen counter beside you and helping with the cooking was Dear Santa. His thick eyebrows were furrowed as he concentrated hard on not messing up, while you smiled at the young kid.
"You're doing so good, Dear! I might even make you my little assistant."
At that, Dear's expression softened as he looked up at you with his big blue eyes, his movements stilling.
You adored all the cleaners, but Team Child had always held a special place in your heart. You were a lot more doting and caring, making sure that they'd hear compliments every day.
Dear didn't really show it, but he appreciated that a lot. You and Bro Santa were like his anchor, and even Enjin ended up being liked by Dear because he could tell how much you loved him.
Suddenly, he heard loud footsteps approaching quickly in your direction as he swiftly made his way over to you, holding your body close. You flinched for a second before relaxing into his embrace.
"Careful!" Enjin scowled lightly as he watched Remlin almost slam into you, had he not pulled you close.
"Sorry!" Remlin apologised, stopping abruptly and looking up at you apologetically.
You smiled and ruffled their hair. "It's okay, sweetheart. Just be careful next time."
Remlin's face lit up with joy and they continued running, which resulted in Enjin rolling his eyes and you flicking his forehead with your finger.
"That hurt..." He mumbled. You replied, "Don't roll your eyes at the kid," scolding him playfully. Then pulling him down so you could kiss the spot you had just flicked, which made Enjin's ears turn red.
"ME TOO!" There were multiple shouts in the kitchen as the young cleaners, except for Zanka, suddenly lined up in front of you, too.
"Huh?" Enjin huffed in confusion, glancing at you to see if you understood what they wanted. You did.
With a chuckle, you went up to Guita first, who had been the loudest in shouting 'Me too!' Leaning down, you brushed her fringe out of the way to kiss her on the forehead, which made her hug you tightly - as tightly as she could manage with the baby in your stomach.
"Don't squeeze her!" Enjin warned Guita, who whined and let go of you gently. The kids can't always control their strength, and your husband definitely didn't want them to hurt you or the baby.
Next was Dear Santa, whom you were about to pick up, when Enjin suddenly picked him up and held him at your height. "Seriously? I'm strong enough to hold him."
"I know, but being careful isn't going to hurt."
You just shook your head, a soft smile graced your face as you gave Dear a quick kiss on the forehead, and Enjin put the kid back down.
Each of the lined up cleaners received a kiss on the forehead. They all reacted a bit differently.
Riyo blushed lightly and a small smile crept onto her face, which was a rare sight for most people. She had let you in, and that was obvious.
Rudo's eyes became glassy when you ruffled his hair softly. He had slipped up and called you 'Mom' a couple of times, but you never minded. To you, they were your family.
Fu starting to cry as you brushed his tears away. Despite not having been around for that long, the teen was really starting to like you. Most of the time, he would walk behind you like a duckling following its mother.
Amo giggled and then glared at Enjin when she looked at him. She still couldn't stand him, and he would just keep his distance sinve you scolded him for being mean.
Remlin immediately sprinted off to draw something, grinning, as you laughed.
But that wasn't all. You looked at Zanka, who was still leaning against the wall, abruptly looked down once you two had made eye contact.
Your expression softened as you stepped forward and faced him. You engulfed the boy in a hug, which made his eyes widen at first, before slowly putting his arms around you.
"There's no need to be shy, Zanka. You can always come to me. I'll never judge," you whispered, just loud enough for Zanka to hear. He squeezed you briefly before letting go. His ears burning red as you pinched his cheek softly and kissed his forehead.
You then turned to face the doorframe and called out, "Eishia, I know you're there."
Quiet footsteps were then heard, and the girl emerged, looking embarrassed. "I-I didn't mean t-"
You just held your arms open and beckoned her to you. She started walking towards you "You get one too, beautiful," you leaned forward and gave her a little kiss on the forehead. The girl flushed deep red.
Now hours having passed, the kids had eaten and most had left to sleep, leaving only Dear, whose head fell forward, startling him awake a couple of times.
You cooed quietly at the sight and nudged Enjin to look. The sight of the child even softened his expression.
"I'll carry him to bed," he suddenly said, making you look up at him in surprise. Enjin wasn't normally the type to just go ahead and do something like that, but having seen how deeply you cared about the young ones, he was ready to stand by your side and support them just as much as you did.
With that, he got up and pulled Dear into his arms. The child leaned his head against his shoulder as the two of you started walking to Dear's room. Enjin rocked him gently once the kid began to stir awake. "Shh, it's okay. Just carrying you to bed." Enjin's deep voice echoed around the quiet room as the 10 year old closed his eyes once again.
Once Enjin had laid him down on the bed, you couldn't help but hug your husband tightly. "You'll be such a good dad," you said.
You felt a kiss being pressed to the crown of your head and heard him whisper, "And you'll be the best mom. Just look at you taking care of the young ones. Such a perfect Mama Bear."
a/n: I hope you all enjoyed this! I tried my best to give each of the kids and teens a moment with the reader.
★ pairing : zanka, fu, enjin, tamsy (seperate) x reader ★wc : 1.7k
★ warning : tamsys part not recommended for anime onlys; MAJOR manga spoilers. the rest are safe!!
-> I removed august im so sorry i swear ill write for him next time but writers block got me !
★ recommended listening : Dirty Little Secret - The All-American Rejects "I’ll keep you my dirty little secret." ♡
★ summary : You didn’t plan it, honestly. It’s not like you intended to make some silly bet with the boy you’d been fawning over for months if not years—mere minutes after the two of you finally came clean and confessed—though he’s not surprised in the least.
The bet? Seeing whether you two can keep your relationship secret from the cleaners for a whole week!
Zanka takes it serious. Extremely serious—though, you did it to yourself. Maybe you ragebaited him a little.
“Go ahead and forfeit Zanka, we know our winner already,” you said with a playful roll of the eye. He’s a bit too competitive for his own good, immediately crossing his arms with a stubborn glint in his eye.
Truth is, you know he couldn’t ignore you. Even before the two of you became anything official, Nijiku was easily flustered by physical contact. And any. Had you leaned on his side for a second too long and you could practically see the steam shooting out of his ears and for the next hour!
And paired with a little compliment? He's a literal putty in your hands. So it won't take much for you to ‘win’ the bet—not that you actually care about it. You’d just like to toy with him :)
After making the bet the two of you join the cleaners in the living room. Not before you place a peck on Zanka’s cheek, turning your head and entering the room as if nothing had happened. Like on cue, he turns that light but familiar hue of pink—lagging behind you as his mind catches up.
You immediately make your way towards Rudo, dropping beside him without a care in the world. Zanka, on the other hand, feels like every step he takes is being watched by everyone in the room. His shoulders tense, eyes darting around making sure no one caught the way he almost tripped. Sweat beads at his hairline and he’s sure his cheeks are still red!
The rest of the day unfolded in tiny moments like this. Errand run? You’d let your hand linger on his beat too long while passing the bags. Mission? You didn’t leave before giving a rib crushing hug, head pressed into his chest as his heartbeat sped far past human limits. And every time, his face flushed, thoughts tangled, and stuttered harder than before.
Just as you’re getting ready for bed, the door creaks open, slow enough to be intentional. Zanka, head held low like a puppy who’d just chewed his owner's shoes. Weakly scratching the back of his neck, “you were right,” he chuckled softly. “Riyo just asked how long we’ve been datin’.”
Neither of you cared though—he’d happily be a stuttering mess if it meant he was your stuttering mess.
★ Lasted a day before getting caught !
Fu was confused at first—were you ashamed of him? Did he do something wrong?!?! Is he an embarrassment?! God he wishes Hii would do this for him! :(
He just barely gained the courage to tell you how he felt after Enjin coached him for hours, (despite “not caring for the kid”) did he already mess things up with you?
His overthinking comes to a temporary halt when you assure him one hundred times over it’s just for fun. Even offering to call off the bet. But after realizing it’s just a fun game between the two of you, he agrees. He’d even go as far as saying he’s excited. This can’t be much different than playing a game of hide n seek with team child, right?
Wrong! Very, very wrong.
Although he always follows you around HQ and well…everywhere—now that he finally told you how he felt all he wanted to do was cuddle up around you. Feel the warmth of your hand, play with your hair, all of it! It was like his hand was itching to reach out for yours as he walked behind you.
Instead, he tries to act normal. But his stiff posture, uneven grin, eyes much too alert to be natural give it away instantly. Like he’s one second away from combusting.
…although, it’s not too out of the ordinary for Fu. Nobody bats an eye the whole day.
Behind closed doors and the quiet breeze of the night, your soft giggles ease his pent up anxiety. “They were all totally clueless!!” You laugh, turning on your side to face Fu in your shared bed. With a gentle smile, you press your finger to his nose with a quick boop. “You’re actually crazy good at this.”
That alone makes it all worth it. Before he knows it, a sheepish smile is creeping up on him.
The next two days he walked with a newfound confidence. Head held high and with the thought of you of course. That is until Enjin stops him.
The blonde narrows his eyes before saying your name slowly and hesitantly–unsure if it's a statement or question.
Then…
“So you finally popped the question, huh?”
Not too long after Fu finds himself dragging his feet towards your room, disappointed in himself for ruining your game—and embarrassed. Enjin gave another butt-load of relationship tips (despite Fu never seeing Enjin in a relationship himself…). And as he tried to make his escape Enjin gave a celebratory pat of the back that felt like it was intended for someone of Gris’ size. He swore he felt his soul leave his body.
When he tells you, all you do is smile. “Bet’s over. And guess what? I’m still yours silly.” You pull him in, wrap your arms around his shoulders as he immediately melts into your touch.
He thinks he’ll stick to games like hide and seek.
You gave him a much needed back massage after this :P
★ makes it about half a week !
Enjin is an awfully contradictory man. For claiming to dislike children, he’s seemed to unofficially adopt quite a few.
Three kids who constantly have his whereabouts is gonna make it a tad bit difficult to make it out of this week unrevealed. He also claims to dislike clingy women, despite being a clingy man himself. Two variables not in your favor.
Forget a week. You’ll be lucky if you two make it a day!
Although, the adrenaline rush that comes with the risk of being caught has the two of you acting like sneaky teenagers. Frankly–Enjin doesn’t care whether he wins or loses. He does enjoy how you squirm and panic when you think someone's getting close.
The first few days were nothing but his little games like this and it was driving you utterly insane. Walking behind Zanka, his hand would find yours, casual and deliberate. He never looked at you when he did it—just that maddening smirk on his face.
On a mission you got nothing more than a scratch on your leg. Not enough to make you limp, not enough to scar, it didn’t even hurt. But the second he saw it, your feet lost contact with the ground. He picks you up—and bridal style.
“Put me down!” You whisper-yell at him, looking around to make sure no one notices, “Rudo is gonna see!!!” Enjin rolls his eyes, nothing but that much-too-familiar grin plastered across his face.
He carries you all the way to the car—thankfully, Rudo faces the opposite way. Completely oblivious to the flustered disaster behind him; you. Enjin swiftly sets you back on your feet casually, while you frantically fix your uniform like that’ll somehow un-flush your cheeks.
You’d managed to avoid getting caught by Zanka and Rudo. The real challenge? Riyo.
It’s like the girl bypasses all of your senses! You’d once been laying with Enjin in the lounge. Head rested on his shoulder. Whatever nonsense on the TV slowly fading into the background. Eyes drooping. Almost asleep—
“Heya guys!” She’d chimed casually, leaning against the back couch between the two of you. “Just grabbing snacks for me and Rudo, don’t mind me.” she hums, already skipping away.
You jump wide awake, quickly sitting upright with your hands at your sides. The loss of warmth has you wanting to lean back, but you refuse to lose this bet!!
Enjin doesn’t move at all, just enjoys watching your soul leave your body.
At the end of the week you don’t hold back on the gloating. Not after all that teasing he pulled. You’d earned it. “I told you I’d win,” You laughed, pinching his cheek. “Even after you made it damn near impossible.”
“Yeah, yeah, you got me.” He admitted with a sheepish smile, pulling you in for a hug. “You won.”
He would never tell you that all three of the kids found out and told him. He’ll let you have your moment.
★ Made the whole week! (kind of?)
Tamsy has that lazy confidence that nobody else can pull off. He finds it endearing—the bet, and you. So, why not?
And if anyone has patience and control, it’s him. He’s been pulling soft strings behind the scenes, always swooping in to save you though he made the dilemma himself, and always, always shooing off men who look your way when you join him on his afternoon strolls through town. Unnoticed by you—that is. In his eyes he’s doing you a favor.
The first few days go as smoothly as ever. The two of you entertaining one another in a game of cat and mouse. Exchanging knowing glances during briefings, his hands brushing yours when passing you, blowing sneaky kisses across the room.
You were his long before you knew. So he wouldn’t mind waiting just as long if not longer to make it known to the world—not that it mattered so long as you were perfectly tangled in his meticulously weaved web :)
Though he did almost slip up once on the last day when the blonde Enjin threw a much too casual arm around your shoulder, pressing you into his side. Every chime of your soft laughter fueling his rampant thoughts of how to remove him from the equation, despite the lax smile on his face.
Hell—he’d be taking out two birds with one stone! What better way to advance his plan with rudo, and strengthen his relationship with you. It’s something out of a dream; Rudo spiraling, training harder, pushing himself to the brink. Your guaranteed snot fest at the passing of your dearest friend. And him—right there, offering the softest shoulder and wiping the tears he helped create. He’ll save that thought for later.
It’s Sunday and the two of you are finally alone, finding yourself undeniably a tad bit disappointed he didn’t fall for any of your traps. When you finally ask him why, he simply chuckles at the pout on your face.
“You’re mine, dove.” He replies smoothly, tilting your chin up towards him. That soft but unreadable smile etched across his features. “And that’s all that matters.”
SHY ! Rudo means , he is overly red every time you plant soft kisses against his face .
SHY ! Zanka means , he gets surprised and flustered whenever you leave sweet remarks like that he is cool or a master in his field .
SHY ! Enjin means , there is no shy enjin — but a totally in love one, who does every thing you demand of him.
SHY ! Riyo means , her being super flustered and hiding every time you figure out her feelings and thoughts .
SHY ! Follo means , he is hiding his red ears whenever you smile at him and blaming the cold air .
SHY ! Amo means , she struggles to express herself yet you are patient as ever, making her fall deeper .
SHY ! Eishia means , getting caught by you while she was daydreaming or admiring you .
SHY ! August means , again there is no shy august but an awed one for every outfit you wear because you look lovely every single time.
SHY ! Semiu means , her being flustered in secret first, yet pulling a move to get the same reaction from you .
SHY ! Gris means , he laughs it off when you mention you are aware that he is head over heels ( inwardly dying ) .
SHY ! Fu means , his head feels empty and he goes mute every time you approach him, considering that you are the person he admires the most .
SHY ! Zodyl means , him going insanely silent whenever your hands brush against each other or when you subconsciously grasp on to his clothes .
SHY ! Momoa means , smiling serenely through the shyness and complimenting you in her own ways .
SHY ! Jabber means , third time’s the charm there is not an ounce of shyness or shame in him — but he squeals whenever you are in action because you are super cool .
Synopsis: If they get drunk how do they act with no filters?
Cw: suggestive in some parts, extreme affection, alcohol (obviously), gn!reader, fluff
Drinking can bring out the worse in people, or maybe the best.
Enjin
A sight that isn't new to you. Seeing him swallow cup after cup, slurring his words with his arm a dead weight on you the whole time. When he's pretty much black out he offers you his cup after every sip.
Eventually, you just grab the cup from him mid swig and drink what's left before stumbling over to a trashcan with him still wrapped around you.
He’s getting weirdly more affectionate.
Fully slung over your shoulders now, arm eventually finding your abdomen, he starts mumbling something into your shoulder, but you just hum and ignore him, knowing it probably doesn't mean anything anyway.
Now he's just laughing, and before you can question it, he's trying to drag you to a seat. bumping into with every step because his balance is so off. “You’re… you’re so hot,” he says it like he's just noticing that. Falling into the couch behind him dragging you with him. He's smirking like he's smooth, but he's really not. "You look so good tonight..." His now completely disheveled hair rubbing against your forhead as he presses his lips against your collar bone where your choker sits. "And you look like you need to go to bed." He groans at that, "I'll go if you come with me."
Follo
The sloppy crying kind of drunk, this guy makes it hard to concentrate in public party's. He's not a drunk by any means but if he does take a sip he gets pretty intense, "y-you love me right? P-eeaseesh... say you still love me!"
You wonder if entertaining him with an answer is enough. He asks these kind of questions when he's sober, but DRUNK Follo is a whole other breed of needy!
"Oh my dear, I love you with my whole being" before he can even cry about you being a liar, you kiss him with passion, running your fingers behind his already red ears. When he doesn't pull away you roll your tongue over his lips before he cries and finally does, with steam practically coming out of his ears. "Don't ask dumb questions Foll or I'll have to do something about it!" He's practically worthless in his own mind, the sheen of spit covering his swollen lips has his knees shaking and his mind even more foggy.
"Again, p-please...!"
Tamsy
He won't get drunk until everyone else has taken a sip, and yes, including you. If he's slirring his words, you are too. "Tamsy, have you always looked so stunning in the moonlight...?" He is smitten with your compliments, doubling the kisses from him after every praise from you.
"You're like an angel..." You whisper, reaching over his shoulders to undo his long blonde hair from its confinement. A shiver runs under his skin, watching you put the clip down on the table. He smiles into your bruised skin, his previous attacks on full display over your neck and face. "Only yours, right?..." The achohol was getting to him. He cursed under his breath feeling himself slip up.
He knew how you felt, the alcoholic breath being exchanged between you two. He whined into your ear, with a smirk. As you play with his hair, still fondling it in awe at its silk feeling. "Don't you want more from me?" You freeze at his words and he looks at you through his lashed.
He reaches for your hands and guides them down his chest and up the sides under his loose dress shirt. You giggle, feeling a twitch of his fingers on the back of your now warm hands, "I like it when you're tipsy, Tamy." He bites his lip before removing his hand and leaning back, tilting his head to the side. "You excite me is all." His hair now flowing over his face slightly, maybe it's just the alcohol but you feel as though there's a tug at your back, like he's pulling you in. Making you want more of him.
August
Probably the loudest, I know shocking.
But not with you, atleast right now. He's just staring at you with a wide smile, looking you up and down with his fingers on his chin. Even though he has his big red glasses on, you knew he was staring holes into you.
"...August, are you alright? You're awfully quiet." You put your third cup of the night down at the table infront of you, crossing your legs.
"I couldn't be more okay!" He removes his hand from his chin and extends his arms out in excitement, embracing you with a strong squeeze around your shoulders. "Really? *hic* tell me!" At your words he let's you go but keeps his hands on your shoulders looking down at you. "I have an idea for an outfit and only you will look good in it!" He's definitely had more drinks than you, his cheek were almost the same shade as his glasses, all the way up to his red ears hidden behind his hair.
Before you could answer he grabbed the collar of your shirt, trying to unbuttoning it. Your breath is caught in your throat but your still conscious enough to stop him before he can fully remove it. "Right now?!" He nodded excitedly and leans into you with his eyes closed. "...m-maybe later..." he grabs your arm and helps you out of your seat. "RIGHT NOW!" Okay now he's getting loud. You look back and see people staring, so you just follow him back to his room.
Fu
You accidentally got him drunk. You told him he should "loosen up a bit," and he took that way too seriously. Now you have a fu who's laying on your lap, arms wrapped around your abdomen mumbling into your stomach. "Just relax Fu, here, drink this." You lean over and grab the water cup from the nightstand and hand it to him. Without hesitation, he grabbed it, so fast some of it spilled.
You sigh, "Careful." He whined an apology and gripped your shirt before slowing, bringing it to his lips and drinking the rest of it before reaching over and setting it back down. Going right back to hugging your waist tight, "Good boy." You smile and put your hand on his head, rubbing circles on his shoulder. His brows furrowed, and he gripped the waist band of your sweats,
"im trying to relax like you said, s-stop distracting me with your words..." You just hug him with a nod. Trying to stay quiet and not laugh at his hiccuping- but he hears you, dragging you down to his level and putting his arms around your chest. His face beet red. You mumble an apology and he finally relaxes.
ZANKA. is pretty cold when you first cozy up to him. Wrapping your arms around him helps a little, but not as much as teasing him does. He gets worked up so easily, and all that blushing makes him warm to the touch.
FUU. is the exact opposite of warm. His hands and feet are always freezing. But if you wrap yourself around his middle—aka, catching him before he can notice and run away—he’s pretty warm. Might have something to do with his heart beating like crazy, though..
ENJIN. is like a tower of warmth. Just like his Umbreaker, he’s the beacon for his team to flock to in the snowstorm. Or so he says, when he wants to sound cool. But really, you’re shoving the others to get to the heat first. You definitely aren’t the only one who slides under his big coat to steal some of his body heat.
SEMIU. is perfect, not too cold, not too hot. Just right. But that's probably because she avoids the cold just as much as you do. You can expect her to go all out when you're trying to steal her body heat; laying your head across her chest, draping an arm around your waist, and pulling you close.
AUGUST. is as warm as he is loud. You're sure there's a connection between the two. But just as much, he's observant. So whenever you start shivering or sneezing three times too many, he'll take your hands in both of his to warm them up. Or he'll blow on your nose and cheeks!
GRIS. will warn you how cold it is out before you even have a chance to get cold. But even if you ignore his warnings, still deciding to go out without that sweater, he'll hold you anyway. Whether it's just holding your hands or letting you walk close to his side. He's got a lot of body heat to share.
FOLLO. makes it something like a game between you two. He'll come up with the most ridiculous things to warm you up and make you laugh, like stuffing your hands into his front pockets or opening his coat to snatch you up and trap you inside. Now you're warm and happy!
TAMSY. is cold. Eerily cold. Instead of you seeking him out for warmth, it’s the other way around. Most times, he’ll take your hands in his and hide them in his sleeves to get both your hands cozy. Other times, he’ll use his eerie gift to tease you, pressing his hand against the back of your neck or thighs and insisting that he’s looking for warmth.
JABBER. is comfortably warm, but uncomfortably energetic. He'll hold your hand, sure, but suddenly that thing over there is too interesting, and he'll let go. Or he'll pull you into a hug, but then he'll suddenly get a new idea for a toxin and dip. It'll take you threatening him (or putting him in a chokehold) to get him to stay still.
ZODYL. is freezing cold, all the time. He knows this, so he doesn't reach for you whenever you complain about how cold it is. Instead, he just holds open one side of his coat until you come close enough for him to wrap it around you.
I LOVE when two characters bathe with eachother but like not in a sexual way. In a way that shows trust & vulnerability. I rarely see it but I adore it sm
like just imagine two characters who have gone through some stuff and are like constantly stressed but care deeply for one another bathing with eachother and are finally able to open up to someome and trust them in their most vulnerable form (nudity)
like it’s the best. Esp if they bathe eachother (like scrubbing eachothers backs and washing eachothers hair) idk it’s just the best
I love this. i think the concept of bathing with a loved one is so cute too !! i remember being itty bitty and bathing with my siblings and cousins or with my mom (HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM) and feeling so loved, so have some ooey gooey fluff, sweethearts !!
𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐮: bathing with him
౨ৎ 𝘎𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘢 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 ゛ ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆
𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞 ; after a long day when he comes home to find you in the tub, neck deep in bubbles, youd have to grow three heads to get him out of that bath with you.
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ; i thought i saw your face today she & him
𝐟𝐭 ; rudo surebrec, enjin, zanka nijiku, fu orostor, august stilza, gris rubon. tamsy caines, jabber wonger.
𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 ; gn!reader, swearing, what the fluff, pining, some are more flirty than others okay, holy yap, mild spoilers, maybe ooc, jabber calls you 'ma' as a pet name.
𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐟𝐬'𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ; guys i gotta get back on my grind please dont give up on me !! and with Christmas coming up expect a lot more drabbles teehee !! lmk if i should do a 12-days advent calendar type deal cause i will ...
𝙧𝙪𝙙𝙤 — 𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙛𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙩
of all things for the spherite to be oblivious of, it was a surprise when bubble baths wasnt one of them.
rudo loves getting clean, he loves scrubbing off the grime after fighting a gross trash beast or digging through mountains of filth to find the good junk. on days like today, boring days where he'd barely break a sweat, he would settle for a quick rinse.
at least that was the plan.
But when he walked into your shared room, the warmth that only comes from a hot bath settled in the air immediately. how could he resist such a lovely offer?
when he bit the bullet, slipping into the warm water across from you, letting it sooth his tense muscles, he let out a soft sigh.
"long day?" you asked softly, resting your legs over his.
He kept his gloves on, hands resting on the sides of the tub to keep them dry, eyes averted from you, "nah, just boring." he chewed, his tone as soft as it always was when it came to you.
but then you shifted in the water and he tensed up again, eyes snapping toward you.
"hands hurt?" you mumbled, damp hand coming up to trace his gloved fingers aimlessly.
his hands always hurt, gloves or not. even if they did help dull the pain it would still always be there, but he shrugged it off, "no more than usual."
he never wanted to worry you, especially when you were this calm and perfect.
you laced your fingers between his, leaning closer, "im sorry, baby," you mumbled, bringing his hand to your lips.
he shivered at the act, no matter how often you did it. you had no clue how much it meant for him, for you to love the worst parts of him so openly, so sincerely.
"can i take these off?" you asked oh so sweetly, looking over to him.
he felt all vulnerable right now, some strange mix of scared and calm.
he nodded and you slipped his gloves off, setting them on youre neatly folded pile of clean clothes by the tub.
his hands were so gnarly looking, everytime you saw them he expected you to pull away, to be disgusted.
but it was never the case.
you came in even closer now, your thighs resting over his while your fingers gently touched his blackened skin. he didnt pull away or flinch, your hands, surprisingly, didnt hurt.
you dipped them in the water, washing them with the softness, the reverence, the dutifulness of an artist polishing a glass sculpture. you washed his hands with that soap he really liked, he couldnt remember the name but used it everytime he bathed.
of course you noticed, it was your favorite too.
soft raspberry and that sting of citrus, it was just so him that you loved it.
"I love you," you mumbled, kissing his knuckles softly, kissing away the pain from deep in his bones. he shivered again, bringing your soft, perfect hands to his lips to return the favor.
"I love you, you make me feel whole," his hands held your firmly, like they might slip away and never come back, smelling the delicious raspberry and grapefruit of the both of you, "here, let me wash you off, please."
𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙣 — 𝙢𝙖𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣
enjin appreciated you and your body in all facets of life.
in action on the field, in your sleep, when your intimate, when your angry.
it was you that he needed, that he yearned for in any form.
so when he came in from work to find you in the tub, of course he just had to join you.
he slid in behind you, letting you rest against his chest while his hands aimlessly slid down your arms, nose in your hair taking in your scent.
"you usin' my shit, baby?" he purred, kissing the apex of your head as his hands danced lower in the bubbles to rub aimless circles against your hip.
"you smell so good, so tasty, its so cute when you use my things," his head dipped down to bury his nose between your shoulder and your neck.
"dont demean me, enjin," you scold, despite the affection dripping from your tone as one hand comes up to softly drag through his hair.
"course not, sweetness, just makin sure you know i love this scent on you," he chuckled, kissing your shoulder blade as his hands found their anchor on your waist.
"i think it suits you, and strangely enough, it mixes with the smoke," you turn just enough to kiss his cheek, "which you still reek of, it lingers in your hair more than your breath."
"hey now, you kiss this mouth, babe," he nipped your collar playfully, "you love it then."
"i didnt say i didnt love it, crybaby, now be useful and wash my back," you laughed, leaning up.
no need to tell him twice, he'd take any excuse to touch you.
his hands were rough and tender against your soft skin, massaging all the knots out with practiced ease.
"so talkative," he'd mock as he rubbed another tense knot from your shoulder, followed by a sigh that told him that felt real real good.
"cant i just enjoy your pres- shit, thats good," you mumbled, hands bracing on his legs as he worked a stubborn spot on your lower back with a smug smile.
"you know i love your pretty voice, i just wanna hear you after a long day 's all," he smiled, kising the red spots hed pushed into your shoulders as you leaned back against him, a dopey satisfied smile on your face.
"yeah yeah, i love you too, enjin," you smiled, dabbing some bubbles onto his nose.
he laughed, blowing them off, "right back at ya', my love."
of course he knew he needed to say the full thing to satisfy you, but it was always more fun to get you worked up.
you splashed him, "what was that?"
"I said 'i love you, baby, i love you so much, more than anything else.'"
"thats what i thought."
𝙯𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙖 — 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙢 𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙙
Zanka followed you to the bathroom, eyes fixed on the running water as you got undressed.
He wasnt going to join you, not being a fan of the cramped situation, but he was more than happy to join you, sitting on the edge of the tub to admire you as you soaked.
“Youre the only person I know who uses bubble bath syrup, yknow,” he smiled as his fingers dipped down into the water, weaving his hands back and forth through the warm bubbles, grazing your legs gently.
“Well everyone else you know is no fun, bubbles make me feel, i dont know, luxurious.” You shrugged, head tilted back and eyes closed as you let the warmth relax any of the tension youve had all stored up.
“Luxurious? Bubbles?” He tried to keep the scoff down but the idea stuck him funny. Zanka grew up the closest you could get to a spoiled rich kid. Luxury was having someone else bathe for you.
“Dont mock me, alright? I never got to have bathes, i was raised strictly on showers,” you nudged him with with your foot, poking him on his perch on the rim of the tub.
“Yeah? Well if its luxury youre looking for I can show you bouje.”
He slid down to the other edge, now behind you and rummaging around in the soaps, shampoo’s, and conditioners.
“Bouje? Now I hope your not suggesting cucumbers on my eyes or some weird shit,” you tease with a smile.
He roles his eyes, lathering something in his hands to rub in your damp hair, “we dont have cucumbers, and even if we did I wouldn’t put em on ya like some kinda salad.”
You smiled, he always had some retort, your back and forth was just so much fun with him.
Whatever he was putting in your hair, probably his favorite shampoo, smelled real good too. Warm and expensive. The lather made a nice sound behind your ears, making you melt like ice in the sun.
His fingers massaged in circles on your scalp, the bubbles foaming up as he worked the wash into your locks with care and patience, paying attention to which hand you leaned into, how you sighed happily into it.
“Your awful good at that,” you mumbled, body lax in the water, head leaned back into his touch as he began to rinse, making sure the water and soap didnt get in your eyes.
“Eh, nothin special,” he shrugged, but when you cracked an eye and caught the pink dusting over his nose and the tips of his ears, you knew you’d got him.
“Youre just so good with your hands, i feel all melted like butter right now and all ya did was wash my hair,” you continued to stroke his ego as your eyes fluttered closed again.
He couldnt help but feel giddy at the compliments, “yeah yeah, well, i just like treating ya to a good time, showing you that high-life you chase after.”
He was being dismissive, but still wanted to take the claim for making you feel good.
“I love you,” you sighed, “and your magic hands, and your silly habit of denying yourself pride,” you smiled, eyes opening to look up at him.
He tilts your head back to rinse again, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to your nose, “one of us has to be modest, darling,” he responded happily.
Your scalp has literally never felt better.
𝙛𝙪 — 𝙥𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛
It took a lot of effort to convince your boyfriend to join you for a bath, more than it would for any other man, you thought.
And even then, he absolutely wouldnt get in with you, even just for a soak.
But thats fine, you thought him just as sweet like this.
He sat on the rug beside the tub, chin resting on the side as he looked at you like a lovestruck fool, watching you clean your fingernails and pop bubbles while your music played in the background of the dimly lit bathroom,
“You smell so good,” he sighed with a small dopey smile, his hands clasped politely together in his lap, eyes not daring to venture from you and yours.
You looked over to him with that soft gaze that melted him, “thank you, sweetheart, but you do know its your wash, right?”
Your patience with him didn’t go unnoticed, and it didnt go unappreciated. You were one of the only people how treated him like a person, if not the only anymore.
“Uh-huh, it smells way better on you though. Gosh youre so pretty,” he added wistfully, tilting his head so his cheek squished against the cool ceramic of the tub that was such a stark contrast from the warm water that was fanning steam over you.
“And you sure you dont want to join me? Theres plenty of space for the both of us, yknow,” you offered for the thousandth time, bringing a handful of bubbles up before him, he blew them making them pop, “i really just like watching you, if thats okay,” he declined with red cheeks.
“Youre so strange,” you smiled, voice soft and warm. You shifted in the water to mirror his pose, your noses almost touching as you stared at one another, he blushed more fiercely now at your comment and your oh-so-welcome closeness.
“Not that I mean to be,” he mumbled, but you laughed affectionately in return.
“I like it this way, i like how strange you are. Youre my kind of strange,” you nuzzle the tip of your nose against him.
Fu was still getting used to this, getting used to having agency, getting used to your gentle intimacy and soft love. It was new, thats for sure, but so very wanted.
“Do you need anything? Is there something i can do for you?” He asked like an eager puppy, he just wanted to please you.
“All I want is to be near you, Fu,” you assure him, pecking a delicate kiss to his nose, “so relax, besides, thats what baths are for.”
He nodded, letting his eyes close as he soaked it all in, your proximity, the smell of his wash on you, your music playing softly from the bedroom, and all the love he blooming in his heart right now.
𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩 — 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝, 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙨
In this relationship, it was tough to say who was the spoiled and who was the spoiler.
Yes August lavished you in clothes and treats and gifts, handmade and tailored specifically perfectly for you.
But I mean, look at him now.
He was laid back, head against your chest as he rested between your legs in the warm bubbly water as you played with and washed his long blonde hair.
“Im thinking tulle, or chiffon, something light, bubbles are light,” he wasn’t shouting for once, of course he wasn’t exactly being quiet.
“Tulle is itchy,” you commented, rubbing conditioner down the streaks of gold that had wrapped around you like silk binds.
“Chiffon it is,” he smiled, using the dry-erase marker he kept in the bathroom for ‘moments of inspiration’ like this to note on the sketch on the shower wall.
Your fingers went back to his scalp, scratching and messaging as he did so, he claimed it ‘fueled his thinker’ when you did so.
Whether that is true or not, you could really care less, you just loved indulging him as much as he loved to be indulged.
His knees broke the water like milky icecaps. He was far too tall, too lanky, for such a short tub as this, though he made no complaints.
As long as he had your attention, undivided and interested, he could be packed up in a cardboard box for all he cared.
“Ya like duckies, yeah? What do we think of motifs in the skirt?” He asked, tapping the marker against his chin, leaving silly red dots from the ink that he was oblivious to.
You leaned forward, dipping your hand in the soapy water, “maybe an underskirt thats got like, a feathery look?” You offered, washing the dots off his chin gently.
“YEAH! LIKE A WHIMSY LOLITA COORDINATE! AND YOUR SHOES COULD-“ he jolted forward to scribble it all down as you continued to smooth in his peachy conditioner.
You were more than used to his energy, if anything you had grown accustomed to his jerkiness more than any stillness he may have tucked away inside him.
He went to scramble out of the tub, only to be grounded by your hand on his arm, “hey, where ya goin? Im not done,” you told him.
He weighed his options, get chewed out by his lover or lose any time on a gift for them.
Neither sounded like something he’d like.
“We can work on it together after our bath, Auggie, now let me finish your hair.” You made him lay back against you to finish up.
“Relaxing is so hard,” he commented, eyes scanning over the ‘sketch’ beside him, “i dont know how you do it, babe,”
You rolled your eyes, “well we cant both be live wires or all of HQ would be wrecked, sweetheart.”
“Yeah yeah, well lets relax faster so I can doll you up some more,” he complained despite his eyes fluttering closed under your touch once more.
𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙨 — 𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧, 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮
gris had a very grueling job, you knew that. he worked hard as a cleaner pretty much every day.
so when you heard he had a day off you knew you had to get him away from HQ, away from the mere thought of work.
you booked a hotel, packed him a bag, and forced him to indulge in some much-deserved r&r
you had asked for a room with a nice comfy bed and a big bathtub to accommodate your huge boyfriend.
you had packed things specifically for this, bath bombs, bubble syrup, candles
this was gonna be romantic damnit, because thats what he deserves.
and it was.
you were curled against him as he got to, for once, spread out in a nice warm bath, savoring the warmth, your proximity, and the effort you put in for him to have a nice night with his partner.
"this is perfect, Hun, youre so thoughtful," he would mumble against your hair, pressing a kiss to the damp mess.
"you do so much for me, for everyone, i wanted to be able to give you something special too," your fingers danced over his chest, ghosting across scars and chest hair.
he hummed against you, the hand on your side tugging you even closer as the other ran up and down your arm softly, "howd i find someone as perfect as you, huh?"
you smiled, rolling your eyes playfully, "hey, wanna see a cool feature the desk man told me about?" you looked up at him as he cracked an eye open.
"well of course i do, though im not sure how anything could top this," he chuckled that low, warm sound that vibrated in his chest and made you feel all fuzzy.
You leaned around him, pressing something behind the faucet, and suddenly the water began to move.
yes, this tub had a jacuzzi feature.
yes, it was exactly like a back massage for gris.
and yes, he stood corrected.
he groaned, melting against the wall as the water applied perfect preasure to his always sore lower back.
you settled back against him with a pleased smile as he took you again with open arms.
"you are an angel, you just have to be." he sighed happily, making you feel all the pride of zanka when enjin complimented him.
"im glad your happy, my love, you deserve tonight more than anyone else," you leaned up to give him a soft kiss.
he was blissed out, but happy to return the favor.
"oh and just wait till we get to try out the mattress, youre never gonna want to leave,"
"dont say such tempting things when im fuzzy brained, its not fair."
𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙨𝙮 — 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙩, 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙝
tamsy, in secret, lived for quiet luxury.
so when it came to bathes, especially bathing together, it was nothing short of extravagant.
rose petals, candles, a record playing on the counter, the curtains drawn around you.
he was laid back against you, neither saying a word as you both hummed along to his records, you sipped wine as he conducted an imaginary band with his fingers.
you lowered the glass to his mouth for him to have a drink, for him you were nothing short of dotting.
how could you be anything else? he was so perfect, so considerate and gentle with you.
he was like an angel
your angel.
"thank you, love," he licked his lips as you set the glass to the side, hand coming to his hair.
"of course, sweetheart, im really impressed with the spread you pulled out tonight, its almost cinematic," you commented, following a strand down into the water where his long hair wrapped around your torso and legs like an octopus lurking in the warmth, deceptively friendly as it held you captive.
"its not often i get to show off like this, live so lavishly and show you real serenity with jobs as demanding as ours, of course ill take the extra step for you, my dove." he took your free hand to kiss it, letting your conversation slip back into the comfort of the music and soft splashes of water.
he listened to your heartbeat as his hands explored under the water, making mental notes of where it would pick up, where youd breathe deeper.
he had been making sure you didnt fall asleep here, with how peaceful it was.
"Dove?" he purred when your breathing had begun to even out, looking up at you.
you hummed, opening your eyes to look down at him, "gosh youre just. so pretty," you answered, bending to press a kiss to either of his eyes, "makes me feel like im dreamin with you laid against me like this."
"you almost were dreaming, dont go falling asleep on me now, love," he smiled, piercing glinting in the candle light.
your hands moved under the water, cupping his jaw to keep his head tilted back as you kissed the jewelry, "your right, why sleep when im living my fantasies right now in real life."
"wine makes you poetic, dear," he pointed out, chasing your lips with his own to meet for a soft moment.
"thankfully you like the classics, or we wouldnt have these beautiful velvet curtains, huh?" you laugh softly between kisses, one hand slipping down to his chest as the other kept his head back, his fingers laced with yours.
"touché."
𝙟𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙚𝙧 — 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨
an attention whore of the highest caliber, thats how youd describe jabber.
initially, you didnt plan to share your bath, you were soaking in the tub while he (finally) slept in the other room, wearing a little mud mask, cleaning your nails, listening to music.
but you made a mistake when you opened his wash.
he was like a blood hound, the familiar smell snapping him awake and guiding him straight to the bathroom.
so now here you were, in his lap in the nearly over flowing bathtub, holding him still by the jaw as you applied some of your matcha colored face mask to your idiot boyfriend who, if he had a tail, would be wagging it triumphantly right now.
"so whats this goop sposed to do, ma? it dont even burn," he pouted.
"hush, itll 'burn' when it starts working, so sit still so i can finish applying it." you cupped his chin, eyes concentrated on keeping it even all over, your perfectionism shining through again.
"does it sting for you yet? how long does it take? whats in it?"
"i said shut up, your gonna end up with some in your mouth then youll really burn."
"promise?" his fingers dug into your waist, excited at the idea of something so gross.
you hummed in response, and without having to look you in the eye while speaking, he let them wander, "you look real good all sudsy like this, " hes fingers squeezed you again, needing some kind of reaction from you.
"you werent even supposed to be awake, yknow,"
"yeah, i know, but i smelled ya, in here usin my shit like ya missed me, and how can i deprive my baby, huh?" he smiled.
when you set down the applicator and turned his head to make sure it was evenly covered, "feel anything yet?"
"nothin but a lil tingle, ma," he smiled, he didnt even mind that it hadnt kicked in yet, he just loved your undivided attention.
"good, that means its working, dont rub your face on nothin for 15 minutes, got it?"
he nodded, but kept you in place, "that mean we gotta wash off yours now? been at least fifteen," he purred, finger coming up to smudge of the part around your mouth to annoy you.
you figured he was right though, "huh, guess so, didnt expect to take that long putting on yours,"
"here, let me do the honor," he mewled, cupping water to wash you off like a kitten.
you closed your eyes tight but let him with minimal struggle considering he was being gentle with you.
"skins glowin, baby, gonna look so delicious i might eat you up," he drooled, leaning in closer.
"thats what its for, jab," you scoffed, but couldnt suppress your smile at his flirt.
"you dont even like blackberries," he commented as he caught another whiff that made him giddy. knowing you used his wash despite the fact.
"i dont like the taste, i didnt say nothin bout the smell." you huffed, stablizing yourself with her hands on his chest, making a small shiver ripple through you.
"so tasty, ma," he purred before quickly moving forward, licking the last of your mouth off the corner of your mouth.
"jabber! i said dont eat that!" you yelped, but he quickly shut you up with a harsh kiss,
"it was barely nothin, but the taste of you will wash it down, right?" he laughed.
𝐓𝐚𝐛 ; why did this take three days to write.... anyway ik its late but consider this the day one of my 12-days-till xmas count down !!!!
GACHIAKUTA— enjin, tamsy caines, zodyl typhon, semiu grier, jabber wonger, fu orostor, chtoni andoor, rudo surebrec, amo empool, eishia stilza, riyo reaper, follo tunito, august stilza, zanka nijiku x gn!reader (except for semiu, we ALL know she is a lesbian queen).
CONTENT. fluff! valentine's day, gifts, established relationship, the length of each character’s interaction is different (depending on my creativity for each one), anime friendly except for tamsy’s part? (I love his true self, sooo). Idk if any of these characters are ooc, but if they are, sorry for that! not proofread.
A/N. yooo! While I was writing part three of my other fanfic I remembered that Valentine's Day exists, so I wrote this. I hate some parts of it, buttt I'll keep quiet. (I also realized that I wrote very little for Jabber, so forgive me for that...) AND THANK YOUUU FOR THE NOTES ON MY OTHER FANFICSS!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!! Consider this a gift from me.
anyways, english is not my first language so forgive any mistakes.
For some time now, there has been a special day to give gifts to your loved ones in the Ground. It wasn’t official, but it was very common among people.
With that in mind, it was normal to give small gifts or little things to show your affection for those you loved.
This could clearly vary depending on the bond and affection of each person so…
What would they give their partner on this day?
ENJIN was preparing for these type of things. Ever since you two became a couple, he has been very mindful of these kinds of dates (even though he sometimes messes up).
He tries his best, so even though you haven't said anything about wanting a gift, he thinks he should get you one (after all, if he didn't, he would be a completely insensitive man, right?).
Actually, it was because Riyo reminded him, but let's forget about that for now.
It was hell for him to find something he thought you would like. Listen, he's had several mishaps with this kind of thing before, so...
“You surprised me this time.”
When Enjin heard that, he stopped avoiding your gaze, making a sarcastic comment so as not to show that he wasn't very confident in his choice.
“I'm a good boyfriend anyway, so why wouldn't I get somethin’ for my partner on this day?”
“Okay. But I still won't forgive you for forgetting our anniversary before.”
“Let's forget about those things, babe.”
NOW, when you give him his gift... Enjin will be very confused when he receives it. He's not used to anyone giving him gifts, including on this type of date.
“So... you took your valuable time to find this for me? I'm flattered.”
It will seem like he didn't take it very seriously, but later you might find your gift perfectly placed in his room.
TAMSY knew about Valentine's Day but never paid any attention to it until he met you, his partner.
Before (and maybe now too...), he saw these kinds of celebrations as stupid or irrelevant, but he can make exceptions when it comes to you. On the outside, of course. He hasn't changed his opinion, and he would probably only do so to keep you more hooked on him. He doesn't enjoy this.
“Happy Valentine's Day, dear. I hope I chose the right gift for you.” As if it weren't the most perfect gift someone like you could get. He knows your tastes better than you do. Sometimes you're surprised by the amount of obsession attention he shows through his actions.
“Are you serious? This is perfect! Thank you, Tamsy!”
How easy it is to make you happy. Would you react the same way if the gift had been awful? He wonders if he would still have you wrapped around his finger if that happened. Probably yes.
It would have been funny to see your reaction if he had given you a stone with nothing special about it. Would you have been sad? Confused? Disappointed? Maybe he should check later. Fun.
“No need to thank me.”
He probably wouldn't ask for anything in return (or at least not outwardly, as I said before). But please, if you give him a gift make it something related to his taste in music, or something for his hair!
Because of his ego, he would never admit that the gift affected him more than he thought. Having a partner can sometimes be tolerable, right?
Even though you sometimes drive him crazy with your senseless actions.
He really thinks he didn't fall that hard for you, but give him time, he's still struggling to come to terms with it.
You're expendable.
He would give you a little peck on the lips as a thank you.
ZODYL has no interest in this kind of nonsense. But for some strange reason he doesn't understand, he found himself getting what you told him you wanted before.
“What is that?” Zodyl looked at the gift too, turning to look at you shortly after with no expression on his face as usual. But you knew him well enough.
“Is it for me?” You moved closer to where the gift was. Zodyl didn't do or say anything to answer you, you'll take that as a yes.
You opened it gently. It didn't really have many layers, just enough so that at first glance you couldn't see what it really was, but when you saw that what was inside was what you had told him you wanted a while ago, you were surprised.
You won't bother to think about how he got it. He probably stole it. You're happy! You could force him into a suffocating hug right now.
What you'll get him will probably be weird. In your defense, you have to say that he's very mysterious about the things he likes, even with you, and you know how his vital instrument works, so he'd probably like something practical.
“Here, this is for you.” Zodyl blinks slowly, but accepts your ‘gift’ quietly.
“Useful.”
He has to admit that sometimes you hit the nail on the head with what he needs.
SEMIU acted as usual, letting you think for a moment that maybe she didn't remember or didn't like that kind of thing.
To be honest, her opinion is pretty neutral. She doesn't pay too much attention to it, but she doesn't ignore it either. Still, she made sure to save a little gift for you. Just because she doesn't think nothing about it doesn't mean she won't give her girlfriend a little something.
“I thought you didn't care about this kind of thing, but I really liked your gift! I love you!” The last words made her pause for a moment, before quickly recovering.
“I don't care about them, but I heard you like... never mind. Will you stay with me while I finish the paperwork?”
A small accessory or one of those magazines she likes so much would be perfect for her! Although she stopped reading most of those when you two became a couple, she'll accept it if it's from you.
Semiu sometimes finds it hard to say out loud that she loves you, but remember that those little details she has with you are proof enough that you can be the most important person in her life!
“Come on, Semiu... can't the boss give you a day off today? We could spend the day together, only if you want to and if you don't have too much work, of course!”
“I'll ask the boss.”
What you don't know is that this woman informed Corvus days in advance that she wanted to take the day off just to spend it with you.
JABBER doesn't give a shit. He couldn't even remember what people were supposed to do on this day. He was too busy wanting to get his ass kicked in a fight.
“Huh... What did you say?” Jabber stands still for a moment—something very unusual for him—staring at you. Did he have to do something?
“Oh, don't tell me you forgot! I thought you'd be doing something stupid or anything like that, even if it was just to annoy me.”
What you said made him more committed to this. If he annoys you with a gift he knows you'd hate, you'll fight him. He NEVER gets tired of fighting with you.
And yes, he gave you a piece of crap as a gift the next day, you didn't even bother to look at it for more than a minute before pouncing on him. Causing fun in Jabber.
But don't worry, since you ‘gifted’ him a fight in return, he'll give you something small later. Something weird.
Obviously, I don't need to explain what you would give him; the previous fight you had would be enough for him.
“C’monn… is that all you’ve got, baby?”
Make sure to patch up the fresh wounds you left him with after that.
FU was VERY nervous. He didn't know what to do. Should he give you what he saw...? Or maybe something else? Would you like that? What if it wasn't what you expected? What if you don't like any of this? He needs an ORDER.
But unfortunately, he has to deal with this alone. Enjin had already told him that he wouldn't order him something stupid like that, and he didn't even know what you would like, so...
He had to make a decision on his own. Or rather, Hii had to help him a little with that. A nuisance to the words of the possessed doll.
He had been practicing for days what he wanted to say to you. When the day came, and when he thought he was ready, he came out from the corner of the hallway where he had been watching you. As soon as he tried to give you the gift, his whole plan went down the drain. A complete mess and stumbling a bit over his own words.
“It's for you… it's not much, but I thought you might like it... but if you don't like it that's okay! I can find something else or...” It seems like it's time for you to intervene.
“No! It's fine, Fu! Actually it's very cute, I really like it, thank you!” You accepted his gift without much trouble. And in fact, you weren't lying. It was perfect, especially because it was from your boyfriend.
And now, speaking of what you would give him, Fu wouldn't refuse a gift from you. No matter what it is, he'll be delighted with anything you give him! You make him feel very warm with anything you do for him. Clothes or anything, seriously. He has no preferences!
“They liked it! Hii, they liked my gift!”
“Of course they did. You were an idiot to think they would reject it.”
CHTONI is reserved. She never mentioned anything about that day. Not once. You didn't even bother to ask her opinion about it; you knew your girlfriend and didn't care too much that she overlooked this.
Oh... you didn't know what she was planning.
She just wanted to do this. Maybe to show how much she cares about you, even though she sometimes seems indifferent or isn’t affectionate in a typical way.
She left a small gift on your bed and left. Without leaving a note or anything. Just the gift.
When you finally entered your room after your long day, you saw it there, perfectly placed on your bed. You didn't bother to wonder who it was from, because you already knew.
And you wouldn't even question her about it, because you knew exactly what the gift meant.
Chtoni is another one of those who doesn't care if you don't give her anything, but she would be slightly surprised if you did give her something (with her usual completely neutral face, but you can see the slight interest in her eyes).
“Is... this for me?” She grabbed the gift you offered her, focusing her attention on the object. She wasn't expecting this.
“Of course. I thought it would be pretty for your vital instrument, and you deserve this after doing a good job as always.” Chtoni nodded, stroking it a little with her thumb. She doesn't know how to react.
“...I like it.”
RUDO had been planning to make you a gift with his own hands. He didn't like buying gifts on these kinds of occasions. He preferred to make them himself.
He spent hours searching for the perfect trash he could use for what he had in mind, picking things up and discarding them shortly after if he wasn't convinced. Once he was satisfied with the materials he had chosen, he got down to work and began making it. It took him about two or three days to finish it, wanting it to be perfect for you.
He was a little nervous when the day finally arrived. He gave it to you when you were hanging out in his room, and you could see that his hand was shaking a little as he held it out. It's something that might have gone unnoticed if you hadn't looked closely.
“Whoa, Rudo. You always manage to surprise me with what you can do! How long did it take you?” He felt his body relax at your response.
“More than two days. Did you... like it?” Rudo brought his gloved hand to the back of his neck. He's not very good at these things.
“What kind of question is that? Of course I did! It could even become my next vital instrument. And besides... I like it because you made it.”
He felt his cheeks flush, and it wasn't long before he quickly got up and ran out of his own room, leaving you a little amused.
He doesn't care if it took him a hell of a lot of effort to do it, the reward of seeing your smile was worth it.
And now in reverse, he wouldn't mind if whatever you gave him was something you bought. But if you give him something you tried to make yourself, he would be melting inside. He doesn't care if you're terrible or great at making gifts yourself, what matters to him is that you took the time and dedication to make this for him.
He loves you.
AMO was eagerly awaiting this day. The idea of giving you gifts made her very excited. And along with the gifts, she gets to spend time with you!
She loves this kind of celebrations so much, so she hopes to give you something that Tomme taught her a while ago. And of course, the gift will come with tons of her affection.
“Open it! Amo prepared it for you.” She sat down next to you, looking only at your face. She wants to see your reaction! If she was already struggling not to give it to you before the agreed date, now she wants to see what you think of her gift.
You did what she said, opening it carefully, mindful of its overly neat wrapping. When you opened it, you saw a small version of yourself, decently sewn. You didn't know Amo knew how to sew. Who taught her? Well, it doesn't matter. You'll enjoy the gift she gave you. It's too cute.
“Did you really make this? It's incredible!”
Amo felt a wave of affection at your words. She moved a little closer to you.
“Of course I did! Amo put a lot of effort into it for you.” As you were sharing the moment, Enjin, intrigued by the doll that looked just like you, wandered over after noticing it in passing. And with your permission, he picked it up.
“I'm surprised Amo made this.” Amo was fuming with rage because someone had interrupted her moment of love.
“Get out of here! And DON'T TOUCH THE DOLL!”
PLEASE, give Amo something pretty. It doesn't matter if it's clothes, accessories, a stuffed animal, or anything else that suits her tastes. She will always see it as the best gift she could have received (after her boots, of course, but she might say they're on par...).
She won't be able to hide her excitement when you give her whatever you chose for her, really. She's very enthusiastic! She'll cover your face with kisses without thinking twice.
Expect to have Amo glued to you all day. She won't leave your side at any time.
EISHIA thought it would be a normal day. She didn't expect you to give her anything. Maybe spending time together, but she was sure she didn't need a gift from you! Just spending quality time was enough for her.
Now nervousness was consuming her entirely.
You got her a gift. No, maybe two or three, maybe four. Your excuse was that you simply couldn't decide on just one, and that they were all perfect for her. It was about to give her something.
“It wasn't necessary! You shouldn't have spent your money on gifts for me! They're very nice but...” Nope, you weren't going to change your mind. In your view, Eishia deserves the best in the world, the best you can offer her!
She's always so thoughtful when you come back a little injured from a mission, and you haven't forgotten that she herself has given you gifts before. You couldn't not treat her the same way.
“Don't worry Ei, I don't spend too much! Besides, you deserve it more than anyone else. What kind of partner would I be if I didn't give my girlfriend a gift on this day...?”
She still disagreed a little, feeling guilty that you had spent your money on her. But It's okay, she'll listen this time and let herself be pampered.
And she couldn't say much anyway, she got you something too. And of course, you would take care of it like the other things she had given you.
“See? We're even! I still need a few more gifts to catch up with you... you've given me so many...”
“N-no! It's fine! Don't spend any more money on that!” She got a little carried away, raising her voice a little more than usual, but she couldn't allow it.
After she calms down a little, she would shyly give you a little kiss on the cheek. She doesn't even know where she got the courage to do it, but it's the least she can do for your affection towards her. Sometimes you make her cringe a little because of how loved she feels.
“You really didn't have to go to so much trouble for me...”
RIYO can be quite carefree. She knows exactly what she should give you, and it wasn't even that difficult for her to find a gift for you. She knows you like the back of her hand.
She likes the dynamic of giving each other gifts from time to time. And a day like today is the perfect excuse to do so.
I feel like, given her taste in hair and such, she would give you something related to that. If you have long hair, she might give you accessories for it (if that's your style, of course), but if you have short hair, don't worry! She'll find something else that comes to mind.
She might also give you something completely different if she thinks you'd like it more than the first option. She relies heavily on her intuition and her knowledge of you, so Riyo is very confident in these matters.
“I must admit I had a little fun choosing your gift. When I saw it, I knew right away it was for you. Enjoy it!.”
I think she'll quietly hope that you give her something too. If you don't, she won't be upset, but if you decide to give her a gift, she'll be happy. The fact that you give her anything makes her feel loved and not as lonely as she sometimes feels.
Give her anything except candy. It's not really her taste.
She has opened up much more to you than to other people, so take advantage of that and get her something she would really like!
“Should I be scared by how much you know me? Just kidding, I really like it. Thank you, babe.”
She will accept your gift very naturally and won't feel embarrassed at all.
Later, she would fight the trash beasts with much more energy than usual. Others might say that something or someone put her in too good a mood for this.
FOLLO had no experience whatsoever in these matters. If he had never had another partner before you, he didn't have to participate in this type of thing for that very reason.
That said, now he doesn't know where to start. He had to ask Gris for a little help, who told him to choose the gift he thought you might like. Something simple, and that's why he got even more confused. How is he supposed to know what you would like...? Of course he knows your tastes, but he's just uneasy about the thought of making the wrong choice.
It doesn't matter, he'll do his best for you! He searched every possible store to find something that suited you, and when he was about to give up and choose the most common gift that people give on this day, he found it.
He had an internal conflict when he decided to give it to you and saw no emotion on your part. Did he do it wrong...? He knew you deserved better...
He was about to apologize and say he was willing to get you another gift when suddenly you approached him and gave him a little kiss. That stunned him. Like, too much.
So...?
All the weight he had been feeling on his shoulders vanished in an instant. He allowed himself to sigh with relief internally.
“Don't overthink it, Follo! This gift is really nice, honestly.”
You have to make sure he doesn't burn himself out thinking about all this. Fill him with lots of love afterwards!
I can definitely see him as the type who would try to refuse the gift you give him in return, but he would accept it without much insistence afterward. It's your gift anyway. He can afford to accept it.
“It's... perfect. Thank you! uh...”
Yes, he wanted to tell you a little nickname, but he couldn't because he was so delighted with your gift. Forgive him for that.
AUGUST takes these days too seriously. So seriously that even days before it was the day, he didn't leave his workshop.
You had to leave food and water outside his door for him to pick up himself when you left. You didn't know why he didn't want you to enter his workshop, but you had a slight suspicion...
“DON'T COME IN BABY, I'M DOING SOMETHING HERE.”
He said something like that to you before when you tried to go in once, but you couldn't even see anything when he gently pushed you out.
You'll let him do whatever he was doing and take the time off to find the gift you would also give him on your behalf.
What he would definitely give you would be clothes made by him! Along with a brand new full mask, the cleaner's uniform with a design you had told him you wanted days before (if you are a cleaner), clothes in your style, accessories...
“August, didn't you go a little overboard...? I mean, everything is perfect, but didn't you go too far?”
August quickly shook his head. “NO!” He looked at you with a proud smile.
That's all you would get from him. NO REGRETS! You won't change his mind. All for his perfect muse!
When you give him his gift, he'll react as if it were the best thing ever—and I mean—he thinks it's the best thing in the world. As if you had brought the Sphere down to his feet.
Although I also think he would like those “I love my bf/gf” shirts. If you give him one and you have a matching one, he'll love it.
“HAH!? FOR ME!? THANK YOU BABEEE.”
He'll pounce on you and give you a big hug, along with several kisses on the lips. Get ready, because it's impossible to escape August's affection. And you'll be like that for quite some time.
The other cleaners will only be able to watch as you are showered with numerous pet names (from the most common to the most unusual) along with many kisses. Many, many kisses.
“I LOVE YOU!”
ZANKA would act disinterested. He would say that it wasn't necessary to wait for this day to give people gifts, that it was stupid. He was lying.
He's a little proud, but you can clearly see how much he cares. He thinks he hides it well, but as his partner, you can't be fooled.
Let's see... the gift he would give you might be a little more expensive than the others', but not too much. He doesn't care about the price if he thinks you might like it. He chose it because he thought you would react very well when he gave it to you.
On the outside, he was surprisingly calm and collected when he gave it to you, but on the inside, oh boy... he was watching your every micro-reaction. He swears that if you don't like it...
“It's beautiful! But it looks like good quality... how much did it cost?”
He doesn't want you to worry too much about that tiny detail. After all... he got it for you.
“It wasn't expensive, I could have gotten something better.” Again, he lied. He made sure to buy the best for you, he might even have fought with someone to get it... minor details. But he didn't think people would be as wild about choosing gifts as he was.
However, when it's his turn to receive your gift, he might lose his composure a little. You know this because the slight blush spreading across his cheeks is too obvious.
“Zanka, you...”
“I feel sick! I must be coming down with somethin’, I'll go to the infirmary… See ya later.” You nodded, watching him leave. You assume he was busy at that moment. He left too quickly.
Anyway, you'd have to start making plans for what you could do later...
As soon as he was sure he was out of your sight, he immediately made his way to his room, crashing into his bed and allowing himself to show how he felt. With his Lovely Assistaf and your gift by his side. He felt ashamed, and he definitely does NOT want anyone to ever see him like this, but he just can't get enough when it comes to you.
He can't wait to see you in a little while. When he calms down.
