Hello!! Requesting some comfort or reverse comfort with Fuuta and a gn reader. he’s so cute and I love your writing
IM SO SORRY I TOOK SUCH A LING BREAK,,,,
anyways ofcofc anonnie
Warning for mentions of stalking in the silly context (NOT by fuuta dw babes im not THAT mean)
Bro readers a sara chidouin kinnie or sm with this stalking so silly(not me projecting onto the reader)
Also I’m sorry the quality deteriorated when the actual comfort started I’m writing this at 1am!
You could hear your footsteps loudly echoing throughout the street as you nervously made your way home from work. Your car had broken down earlier that week, forcing you to rely on rides from others and walking. This wouldn’t be an issue normally, but you hade been noticing some strange occurrences lately. You would see the same figure standing, staring from afar. They would follow you everywhere.
By everywhere, I mean everywhere. It went beyond work and home. They would follow you on trips, to parties, anywhere, regardless of where or with who. Safety in numbers became your only solace eventually. Today was no exception as you glanced frantically in all directions to find whoever it was. But you saw nobody. You took another step, you hear another in the distance. You look again, nothing.
Perhaps you were going crazy? But what if you weren’t?
You sharply sighed, reluctantly opting to continue on your way.
Upon arriving home, you were quick to lock the door behind you. You honestly didn’t feel safe alone at the moment. So, in a moment of brilliance, you opened Discord to call your lovely boyfriend, Fuuta, who you could always find either typing a long callout post on Twitter or playing some new video game you’ve never heard of.
Even with his rigorous schedule of being a self-righteous otaku loser, he always makes time for you..
1 ring..
2 rings..
3 rings..
You’re growing increasingly afraid.
Then, you heard it. The sound that notifies you that he’s joined the call.
“Fuu-boo.. you there..?”
Your voice came out quieter than you had initially intended, the cracking sound barely penetrating your own ringing ears, let alone that of your phone’s mic.
Yet, you heard a sigh of feigned annoyance from the other end.
“Sheesh.. I thought I told you not to call me that!”
Joked the familiar voice of your lover, the sound alone enough to make you feel slightly more at ease.
His tone quickly shifted though.
“Really, what’s wrong though? You never call me this late.”
“.. Could you come over?”
It was a sudden question, but it just slipped through your lips.. being alone and vulnerable was the last thing you needed right now.
…
“Were you being followed again?”
Fuuta knew what was happening now. He knew your situation already. You had told him a while ago. Asking was honestly more of a courtesy than a necessity.
“Mhm.”
“I’m coming. Don’t hang up.”
You spoke for a bit as he started up his car and drove to your home.
…
Knock, knock.
“Fuu..?”
You hesitantly spoke up. You hear his voice from the phone.
“That’s not me..”
You went pale.
Was it..
no..
“T-that’s not funny, Fuu.. s-stop playing with me!”
The knocking began again. You listened, 10 knocks, sure enough.
Hesitantly, you made your way to the door. You looked through the peep hole, and of course, it was the little ginger you loved and not a creepy stalking asshole. He immediately walked in, kicking off his shoes and making himself at home on the couch. He pat the spot next to him for you, as if it was his place and you were the guest.
Whatever. You sat with him.
He put an arm around you, leaning into your shoulder.
“Don’t worry, nobody’s gonna hurt you.. I’ll make sure of it.”
You lightly chuckled, enveloping him in a tight embrace.
“What’re you gonna do, tell them to kill themselves on roblox?”
He groaned.
“No, dumbass… I don’t even do that very much! Shush.. just let me comfort you, damnit.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry~ thank you, Fuu-boo.”
Fuuta sat up, a triumphant smirk appearing when you thanked him.
“You’re VERY welcome, now, whatcha wanna do?”
Even if he couldn’t do jack to help you. His presence was more than enough to comfort you
Sara: I'm not mean. Name one mean thing I’ve ever done.
Joe: When we were younger, you convinced me eggs weren't real.
Sara: They're not.
Joe: Haha, very funny.
Sara: I'm serious. Didn't you hear?
Joe: No... what happened?
Sara: ...Why would you fall for this again-
All quotes yoinked from Tumblr, bash.org, twitter, and also suggestions from friends & users
Mai: Q-taro, I’m scared...
Q-taro: aww, come here, Mai.
Mai: *stabs him*
Q-taro: Ah-OHHHH THAT LITTLE BITCH STABBED ME!
source: the hungry games (WATCH IT PLEASE YOU WILL THANK ME LATER)
