#ikerev zero x reader

[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: what they say instead of i love you.

WARNINGS: none!! :D

COMMENTS: why is everything i write for the red army?! um easy answer dont answer that I KNOW WHY i love them and i dont know the black army that well at all ok THANK YOU BYE

lancelot says “why do you care about me?” to tell you that caring for him isn’t necessary, that he doesn't need to be held, that he can bear the weight of the world. he says it to you because he doesn’t want you to get involved. if you were to be hurt, he doesn’t know what he would do with himself. he needs to be stronger, he needs to hold on, he needs to make things better for you.

jonah says “there aren’t enough strawberries on this!” because he wants you to have only the best of everything he can give. it’s a bit embarrassing to be pampered like this, and he knows you feel that way, but he can’t help himself. if you want to indulge in his favorite dish with him, it has to be perfect, just like you.

edgar says “let me hold you” because he still isn’t sure if he should. you’ve made it plenty clear that you still want to be with him, through thick and thin and anything that comes your way, but he has blood on his hands that he’ll never wash off. your acceptance, to him, is like saying “i love you too.”

zero says “please be safe” because he only ever wishes to see you smile. he knows it’s impossible to protect you from everything, but that doesn’t stop him from wanting to try, from wanting to do his absolute best. he loves you so much, so very dearly, that he wants nothing but the best for you now and forever.

kyle says “take care of yourself.” he doesn’t say please because he isn’t asking, he’s demanding that you stay healthy and happy and safe, because he never wants to see you in his clinic unless it's for annual checkups. you’re the last person he wants to see suffering, the last he wants to see bleeding, the last he wants to see frowning.

[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: you call some of the ikerev suitors a pet name for the first time.

WARNINGS: none!! :D

COMMENTS: FIRST PIECE FOR IKEREV LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO um is zero's the longest?!??!?! how did that happen?!?!?!??!?!

also im . only including teh routes ive done so far AHJSDGJASH

a soft “can you pass the salt, angel?” makes zero pause. his eyes are wide and his lips part, surprised at the sudden pet name. you’re gazing so lovingly at him, brows furrowed and pretty lips pulled up into a gentle grin. you’re so pretty. zero feels his hands shake as he clutches the tablecloth, his mind running haywire as he tries to process what you said. you’d wanted something, right? zero sucks in a breath when every else you said finally makes sense. salt, you want the salt. he feels heat rising to his cheeks as he grabs it, passing it to you. “uh, yeah.” he fumbles, your voice in his ears repeating the pet name over and over. angel, angel, angel.

“you’re so mean to me, jellybean.” you stick your tongue out at edgar, his usual serene smile plastered on his face. “oh? alice, if i didn’t know any better i’d say you just called me something new.” he grins wider, leaning closer to you as your face flames up. you’re just about to tell him that he’s imagining things and that the cheesy pet name did not just pass through your lips, but the words get caught in your throat when he presses his lips against yours.

“you’re working too hard, darling.” you muse, placing a gentle hand on kyle’s back. he’s completely zoned into his work, shut off from the rest of the world. of course he didn’t hear you. you’ve always found yourself expressing your concerns to yourself before making sure he has a nice bowl of soup to eat when he’s finally done for the day. you turn to make your way to the kitchen, but the loud slam of a book closing makes you whip around. “wait, what did you call me?” kyle asks, eyes now glued to your form. if you didn’t know any better, you’d think his cheeks were pink.

“welcome home, apricot!” you beam the second harr walks through the door. his heart jumps into his throat when you wrap your arms around him, face buried in his chest. his hands float around your back before he presses them to your clothes, hugging you softly. he averts his eyes from you as his cheeks burn up, your little nickname having much more of an effect than you’d thought. it’s so sweet that you pay attention to what he likes. he loves you so much.

[cloudcountry]

Hi o/ um, if you're still taking requests, maybe Zero and a male reader putting up decorations for the holidays?, though gender neutral is fine too if you're not too comfortable with that ^^ and if you're not, my bad, hope you're having a lovely day!! (Also, sorry, I didn't know if I had to be on anon or not, so, apologies if I got it the wrong way around ")

SUMMARY: you and zero put up holiday decorations in red army headquarters together.

WARNINGS: none!! :D

COMMENTS: anon you're the best. anon i love you. anon of course i can write you a male reader. thank you for requesting zero i love him

Box after box is brought up out of the Red Army’s storage room as the army prepares for the holidays. King Lancelot had addressed the soldiers himself a few hours prior after waking everyone up at the crack of dawn. He’d stressed the severity of the situation, that the headquarters had been festive and decorated by the time the sun set. He divided everyone up into groups, with Jonah’s group handling the barracks, Edgar’s group handling the outdoors, and Zero's group handling the main interior.

Kyle, looking very happy with himself, was ordered to do as he saw fit after complaining about how he had nobody to lead, so therefore should not have a group.

With a swoosh of Lancelot’s cape, he was gone to make his own preparations for the holiday, and the entire courtyard scrambled to fulfill his orders.

“Oh—! Hold on, that goes over here! That garland wouldn’t match the ones in the other hallway!” you call out, stopping one of Zero’s men as he struggles to wrangle the garland.

“I see...thank you sir!” he salutes you, nearly dropping the garland on the carpet.

Pine needles decorate the floor and you wince when you think about the vacuuming that will follow this decorating session. Still, you gather up the garland in your arms and the soldier goes rushing back for more.

“Do you need any help with that?” Zero asks, popping up behind you.

“No, I’ve got it. Thank you.” you offer him a smile, carrying it over to the stepladder at the far end of the hall. All around you, men are rushing across increasingly messy carpets, shouting orders and inquiries to each other. It would be a bit disorienting if you weren’t already used to this, and you have a feeling that's why Zero’s sticking so close.

He’s so sweet. You really are the luckiest guy in the world.

“Just let me know if you need anything, okay?” Zero says softly, reminding you that he’s always here for you, even if it’s something as trivial as decorating a hallway.

“You’re so sweet.” you find yourself smiling so much your cheeks hurt, and so you lean down to kiss him.

The moment your lips land on his forehead is the moment Zero freezes, his eyes wide and lips parted. You see those parted lips curving up into a smile as you pull away, light and love flooding into his eyes.

“You’re sweeter.” he says in return, offering you a hand when you finish putting up the garland.

Both of you know you don’t need help, but he still offers, and you still take his hand. You used to think being this affectionate with each other was a bit embarrassing, but now that you’re older and you've been with Zero for a while, you know your only real threat is Edgar.

And even then, it’s all out of love.

“No,” you say, leaving no room for argument as you pull your lover into your embrace, “You’re sweeter.”