Minnie meeting Max was like a dream come true, even if it wasn’t her child, she was delighted to hold such a precious being in her arms, truly honored to be the baby’s aunt and guidance for all eternity.
It was an amazing moment for her… her friend is now a father of a beautiful baby boy! How could it not get any better than this?
So like, a few months (?) ago I got bored and I went on wattpad and made a freak’n story thing of a few dandy’s world characters as freaking magical girl and and some stuff happened at home(it’s still happening as a speak) and I kind of abandoned it but now I’m thinking of it again, idk what to do lmao,
A/n: This is based off that post about kaz in a red shirt, I just... expanded on it
Warnings: being flustered, swearing, sexual tension??? I think that's it? You have been warned!
Summary: Kaz needs to dress up for a job, and your the one who gets to pick his outfit.
The three P's:
[Pronouns used: you/your] [Pov: 2nd person] [Pairings: romantic! Kaz x reader, platonic! crows x reader]
You knew this would be a good idea you just didn't know how amazing it would be.
Kaz Brekker needed to dress up a... certain way (to say the least) to fit the part so the crows and you could get into an overly fancy party. All the while you'll be stealing diamonds worth a couple thousand kruge.
Just all in a days work for the crows.
This- this was not all in a days work for you though. Kaz Brekker in a red, silk, button up shirt. Your stopped breathing, as soon as you saw him.
Well, fuck you.
The funny thing is that Kaz looked absolutely enraged that he had to wear this, and for some reason the crows said they had to see it before hand to make sure it would be suitable or whatever. They talk as if he didn't have style, and although sometimes it doesn't feel like it; Kaz Brekker definitely had style.
You noticed it everyday, and everyday your head would spin a bit more looking at him.
Now though, now that you were the one in charge of his clothes and this had been the result? Well, you weren't sure if Kaz was going to be able to ever chose his own outfit again.
"I'm pretty sure this gives Dirtyhands a whole new meaning." Nina pipes up, as she glances over to you.
Instantly your cheeks go aflame, and your mind wanders and what if-
Nope, your heart would not be able to take it, nope.
Yet as he stood in front of you the silky, red button up shirt, looking like an saint, you knew there was no denying. You had to finish off the look, even if it would surprise Kaz, and all the crows, even if after, Jesper would just claim that you had just wanted to see him in it. Fucking hell, there was no denying it, because you do. You really do want to see him in it.
Walking to the shelf in Kaz's office you lifted a couple of items before revealing the basically holy grail, to the saint.
Kaz Brekker with a corset.
You were going to die.
You placed your hands out in front of Kaz's astonished face, not even caring about the other crows. The leather, and cotton felt like they were going to explode in your hands. Or perhaps that's how you felt giving Kaz the black corset.
Surprisingly, he doesn't try and argue with you, or even worse laugh at you. Instead he looks at you, and for a second there's a flash of emotion in his eyes, but it's gone before you can catch what it is. Then...
"Can you help me put it on?"
Apparently that was not the response anyone in the office thought Kaz was going to say, because the room was pushed into astounding silence.
You don't say anything you just walk over to the mirror that he has in his bathroom. As he follows you, you have to stop yourself from shouting out with joy and embarrassment. You are pretty sure this entire ordeal is more embarrassing for you, then it is for him.
Naturally the crows follow, because they want to know every single thing that's going to happen. For any other group of friends if two "friends" were going off to help each other try on some clothes the others would leave them alone, thinking nothing of it. But this is Kaz Brekker, and you, and they know there must be something else going on.
He gets most of it on by himself, really the only thing he needs help with, are the straps in the back. Just with the tightening, and tying.
"Well?" Kaz asks you impatient as you stare at his back.
"Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to help me?"
Immediately his words sent signals to the rest of your body and you've finally picked up the black straps that are woven through the back of the floral corset.
Pulling slightly, just to see how much he could take, when you do he rolls his eyes and you know you have to pull more, but god dammit! Your heart is literally in your throat you can't do this- You can't do this!
Abruptly you pull, probably hard enough to take somebody's head off and he stumbles back and for a second his back is pressed up against your chest and oh saints, murder you now.
He doesn't regain his footing right away though, he keeps some of his weight on you and you can hear him gasping for air.
You're sure your friends have let out mini gasps, and whoops, but your mind is fully focused on Kaz. The only thing on your mind is Kaz.
Fuck you Kaz, for taking up every inch of your mind and soul. For being the true criminal that he is, and stealing a very big special place in your heart.
Then he leans forward a bit, so there's not much room for you to work with, but you make do as you tie the straps together.
Then to your disbelief he turns around so he's facing you and fuck all your heart just stops.
Kaz Brekker looks gorgeous.
From the shirt, to the corset Dirtyhands himself looks like the most sinful man, in the best ways. You feel like your face has been set aflame, because of this man in front of you.
Then he slyly smirks at you, and looks you up and down.
"Like what you see?"
Suddenly you want to make Kaz feel the same flustered feeling that you feel.
So you trail your hand from the bottom of the corset (knowing full well he wouldn't be able to feel your skin at all. Maybe only the warmth of it.) All the way to were his nipples would be, then you trail a finger down from there, letting your nail scratch it as it goes down.
"I sure do Gorgeous."
Then the Bastard of the barrel himself explodes into a flustered mess.
"Well we know who's helping Kaz get ready for tomorrow." Jesper's voice is heard, as you can hear the loud laughter of your other friends in the background.
Both of your heads whip back to the doorway to find all the crows with matching; "I told you so!" Smirks etched upon their faces.
