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Request (Hi-Fi Rush): Korsica with an M!S/O that tries not to stare at her ass please.

Korsica's S/O tries not to stare at her ass

A/n: Hot, red-headed Scottish mommy is not something I was expecting from a rhythm game, but I'm certainly not complaining. Thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoy!

Korsica x male reader

During Vandelay's change of ownership back to Roxanne, Korsica proved to be a valuable asset. Her time spent working in security under Kale had, ironically, given her the experience and knowledge she needed to make sure another hostile takeover like the one he pulled of with SPECTRA would never happen again. Aside from that, though, Korsica also has a certain "asset" of her own which, as her boyfriend, you couldn't help but take note of.

It first happened around a month ago, when she accidentally spilled some of her coffee during a conversation with you. Being one to clean up her own messes, she quickly fetched a mop to take care of it. The whole situation felt completely normal at first...up until she encountered a particularly stubborn stain that just didn't want to go.

Determined, Korsica bent down to put some more elbow grease into it and, in the process, her jacket lifted up just a little, leaving her ass on full display for you. You aren't sure if she's just naturally that curvy, or if her jean shorts were accentuating the shape of her cheeks, but either way, there was no fighting the blush that crept onto your face from the sight.

Once she was done cleaning, Korsica straightened up, wiing the sweat from her brow and turning back to you before you could calm yourself down.

"That should take care of that. Now, where were we?"

"Huh? O-Oh, uh..."

"Are you doing okay? Your face is a little..."

"I-Is it? It must be the coffee. it does taste a little hotter than usual."

"...I see."

Ever since then, there only seemed to be more and more repeat incidents of Korsica bending down in front of you, showing her behind off to you every time. Maybe your girlfriend has always been this clumsy and you're only just noticing, or maybe this is the world's way of luring you into temptation. On top of that, it seemed an outside observer had noticed the predicament you were in.

You, Korsica and Peppermint talk with each other while she works on a new invention, something that had become commonplace between the three of you whenever Peppermint wanted to keep working through her break. She seems to be acting like her usual self, up until she gives you a light smirk, which leaves you too confused to do anything about what came next.

"Hey, Korsica. Can you pass me the wrench? It's just in my toolbox down there."

"I don't see why not."

Korsica walks over to the toolbox and bends down to look for the wrench, giving you a clear view of her ass once more. You look away, not wanting to perv on your girlfriend, when you feel a light smack on your shoulder. You look over to see Peppermint giving you a teasing grin.

"I knew it. You're totally flustered, aren't you?"

Thankfully, she's talking just quietly enough for Korsica to not hear you.

"W-What? No, I'm not."

"C'mon, you totally are! I don't really see why, though. I mean, you're her boyfriend. it's not like anyone's gonna judge you. I certainly don't."

"...What?"

"What?"

You stare at her for a few seconds before sighing.

"I-I know, it's just...I feel like I should have told her the first time it happened, but I didn't, and now it feels it's happened so many times that if I tell her now, it'll just make things awkward between us."

"Well, the way I see it, the best time to tell her would've been back then. The next best time to tell her is right now. Plus, there's even a chance that she's into it."

You stare at her again.

"...Okay, there's a slight possibility she's into it. Besides, it's either that, or she eventually finds out herself. And you definitely don't want that."

"I guess you're right. Thanks for the help, Peppermint."

She gives you another smack on the shoulder, this one more encouraging than teasing like the last one, and you walk over to Korsica.

"Hey, Korsica. Can we talk?"

She turns around to look at you, her butt still very visible.

"Hmm? What about?"

"C-Could you maybe...stand up first?"

Korsica stands up, and the two of you stand face to face. You clench your fists, wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible.

"Ahem, every time you bend down, everyone can see your ass."

Korsica seems to freeze, really not expecting you to say that. After a moment, she leans over to look at Peppermint, who only nods in agreement at your statement. Once she's fully processed everything, her face blushes as red as her hair. She clears her throat in an attempt to compose herself.

"I-I see. Thank you for letting me know, and I'll do my best to avoid doing that in the future."

"Thank you, and I'll try not to...stare so much going forward."

The two of you awkwardly shake hands as Korsica swiftly walks off. She hands Peppermint the wrench, who puts her arm around you once more.

"Well, that went...about as well as it could have."

"You really think it went okay?"

"Not what I said, but...sure."