chuuya and fem!/gn! reader getting into a wholesome snowball fight, reader would be like his personal bodyguard/assistant in the pm 🤭🤭
AVAAA HIIII this req was so cute i loved writing it !! thanks for the reqqqq, now all i need is for snow to miraculously appear in my country so i too could have a snowball fight with chuuya ;-;
the white, wintery wonder that makes every day harder to go to work because well, the temptation to just stay in bed, all cozied up and warm? it certainly beats the dull choice of trudging to work on a cold morning. be honest, would you really, really, go to work when you could stay in your home drinking hot chocolate?
ah, but you'd be lying if you said going to work doesn't have its advantages. at least you'd get to see your handsome executive of a superior.
who else but chuuya nakahara?
damn his looks, his hair, his voice, his damn eyes, and have you mentioned his smooth skin? come on, the man looks like he straight up jumped out of a visual novel because he’s serving looks everyday at no extra effort at all.
and here you were directly working under him as his personal assistant. lovely. very, very lovely, because he’s respectful and kind, and surprisingly not as prone to shouting as he is on the battlefield. to you, he’s as gentle as can be, but is also stern whenever he needs to be. he’s lenient on you, and he is not afraid of protecting you against others if he thinks you need help. of course, he can’t deny the fact you’re useful, always there to help him sort things out, such as meetings, records, heck, even calls.
the point is, he’s come to value you a lot since you first started working directly under him.
walking through the snow-covered park during your break, you started to form an idea that could either be stupid or stupidly adorable.
…an unlucky, short-statured, ginger haired, executive who got hit by a snowball that you were most definitely not behind of. absolutely not! but there he is, he’s turning around with a confused, bewildered, and slightly angry look on his face.
“did you just hit me with a snowball?” chuuya questioned, his eyes trained on you. “a damn snowball? are you fuckin with me?”
both of you, originally, were out enjoying the snowy weather, when you decided it would be a wonderful idea to start a war with your superior.
a war you would not win, by the way. come on, he’s chuuya nakahara, he’s got gravity by his side, at his beck and call. that literally makes him the most likely to win by a landslide. that doesn’t mean you won’t try win, though. after all, your superior loves a challenge, who are you to back down?
“hit me if you can!” you yelled in glee, quickly bending down to scoop more ammo for your snowball fight. before you could aim properly though, three perfectly made snowballs were immediately pelleting you, and the sounds of chuuya cackling can be heard amidst the chaos.
quickly, you stand back up and aimed for his face, but he simply swiped it away with a wave of his hand and retaliated with two more snowballs aimed at you.
“hey!” you shout, pouting as you wiped the snow off your face. “no fair, why do you get to use your ability? it’s a cheat!”
“all is fair in love and war, sweets,” chuuya replied, grinning. “if you don’t play to win, what’s the point? and last time i checked, i ain’t the one who started this fight. so why would i play nice if you certainly didn’t?”
“oh, you are so regretting that!” you say, scooping up a handful of snow and throwing it right at his chest, which he immediately took offense to (playfully), and raised around twenty snowballs in reply to your attack.
“yeah?” he taunts, his lips curving up into that damned devilishly handsome smirk he uses so often, “let’s see what ya got, yeah? let’s put your skills to the test, sweetheart. how long can you last against gravity?”
