May I suggest the humble request of cuddling with Adam 👉🏾👈🏾
I'm going to do headcanons if that's alr (hmu if you want a whole fic)
Cuddling with Adam Headcanons
Adam is. so awkward. So when the relationship starts getting a little less casual he is extremely unsure of what lines he is allowed to be crossing.
We saw in the movie and I like to believe that he has a lot of first date experience... but probably not much after that.
So essentially he doesn't know how to initiate cuddling. he doesn't know how to ask. But dear god he wants to so badly.
One time he tried to do the "yawning-over-the-shoulder" trick while watching a movie with you but he chickened out at the last second and his arm just lay on the back of the couch behind you while he was practically shaking at the mere thought of proximity.
You hold his hand in public? In private? His hands will clam up instantly. What do you mean you're holding his hand are you sure this is ok I mean yeah you initiated it but-
You have to basically throw yourself at/on him or he will not get the clue that he is allowed to snuggle up.
but once you open that gate?
he loves pulling you into his side and tucking your head into his neck. And when he does that he'll wrap his arms around you and maybe he'll hum some song that you begin to associate with him because he's the only one you ever hear sing it.
Also loves laying on top of you. In his powered form he can't do it for long because that's just a slab of muscle, but when he's himself he loves resting his head on your chest, your legs on either side of his torso.
Adores it when you play with his hair.
One time you braided it for him while he laid in your lap and it looked a bit silly due to the angle you did it at and you had to beg him to take them out so he wouldn't get weird looks at work.
He'd ask you to braid it properly a couple of days later, even if it was still a bit short, and he'd leave it in for as long as it looked nice.
Loves leaning on you. Like idk if you guys have had a dog sit next to you and just lean their whole body weight on you but I have and the dog was probably bigger than I was and thats what Adam does.
He'd be shocked too, when you tip over and he's on top of you because you just could not support that much active pressure on one side.
Reaches for you when he sleeps. Even when he's off saving the universe and you aren't there.
Drools just a little bit when he sleeps too. You can think its cute or gross or whatever but it's very human and he does do it I am sorry.
If you are there he'll pull you in and HE IS VERY WARM so hope you like sleeping warm.
Oh yeah. You know, especially after gaining his powers but also before, that this man is so physically temperature-ally hot.
Before his powers his hands tended to be cold because of anxiety or just being too tall for his blood to circulate or something but he was overall warmer than usual.
He-Man is a human furnace. He-Man could get you through a night in Antarctica
When he's holding you while cuddling he'll randomly roll over. Just to keep you on your toes.
Butterfly kisses.
But kissing headcanons is a whole 'nother story...
So I saw you were wanting He-Man requests, so whatever you're wanting to write about him. Please bring it into the world. Be be that reader reacting to Adams He-Man form (the muscles or the transformation where he's stripped naked before being re-clothed[my mother thinks that was the best part]) or Adam just being a total sweetheart and making people accidentally fall in love with him. Whatever you want I will read.
Pining Amongst the Trees
A/N: I used this as a bit of a warm up as I'm still getting used to Adam's characterization. I'd love feedback on if this feels accurate!! TYSM for the request!!!
Your five-year plan had been blown out of the water. In fact, you didn’t know if this place even years had as you understood them. You scarcely knew if it had days, as most of your time on Eternia had been spent on a spaceship.
Adam, your longest and best friend, had been preoccupied between the sword he had just found and the girl that had picked him- and you -up from earth. You swore to yourself that you weren’t jealous. Adam and you were just friends, and now that he was home, he had a planet to save.
And now he was ripped. And his hair had a million times more volume. And you felt even less worthy of being here. You were just a human from earth. Adam couldn’t expect you to stand alongside his childhood heroes and friends on a planet full of creatures you had never seen.
Then why had be brought you? Because you had found him in the park before the ship took off? Because you had been the only person on Earth to try to believe him?
The trees around you gleamed orange as you sat by a makeshift fire, pondering your purpose on this adventure. Adam had been discussing strategy or something with Duncan and Teela. You had stepped away, knowing nothing about combat.
Much to your surprise, you heard footsteps approaching behind you. You didn’t have the energy to look.
“This wasn’t the way I had hoped to show you, my home.” Adam said meekly.
You looked up to the auburn trees around you, “Even with the destruction it’s beautiful.” Your voice sounded just as small as his, as though you had lost your ability to talk to him.
Adam didn’t respond for a moment, but you could hear him shuffling his feet. You could imagine the look on his face, maybe dumbfounded or awkward as he tried to spit out his next words.
“You know- I’m really glad that you’re here.” He took a few more steps towards where you sat.
You smiled at his words. His voice was always so warm, so kind, even when he was awkward. Especially when he was awkward.
“I’m sorry that I can’t do much to help you.”
“What do you mean?” Adam was finally next to you, and sat himself down, his form hovering over you in a way that it hadn’t used to, “You’re my partner in crime.” He said it like it was so obvious.
“Partner in crime?” You glanced over at him, giving a brief smile at the dorky term. Even with his newfound powers, of course he was still the same nerd you had yearned for on earth.
Adam’s eyes looked up as he tried to think of a different term, “My other half?” He said it as if he was being really clever.
You guffawed at him, your face growing warm, “That’s even dorkier!” you said between laughs.
The smile on his face grew and you almost believed that you could see him blushing too. “Not like that! I just meant- well- we’re a team.” He said sheepishly.
As your laughter died down, Adam bumped his shoulder against yours. He took a breath, which you knew meant that he was trying to shake away his nerves, “I just mean that I’m lucky to have you by my side.”
You pressed your shoulder into his and left it there. Your eyes turned away from him to the foliage in front of you. “I appreciate it Adam, but I’m no soldier. I’m no hero. I don’t know if some random earthling can do much for you mister prince.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” Adam shifted away from you, not to create distance but to turn himself to fully face you. “You’re one of the bravest people I know I mean- you believed me when no one else did, and when the time came for me to come back, you were willing to leave your home planet without hesitation! I couldn’t have made it this far without you.”
Adam reached for your hand in your lap. He took it firmly in his, more insistent that you had ever seen him (and you had helped with the sword search, you had seen insistence).
“I wouldn’t have wanted to be here if it wasn’t with you.”
The blush on your face deepened as your eyes snapped up to meet Adam’s.
“It doesn’t matter that I’m a prince or that I have all of this-“ he gestured to himself with his free hand, “I rely on you.”
You grasped his hand tightly. “Adam, you can’t just say things like that.”
“Why not?” His eyes searched yours.
“Because I care for you more deeply than I should. And when you go saying things like that it makes me feel like you feel the same.”
Adam’s face flushed bright red at your confession. An amber leaf floated into his hair. Your hand itched to reach for it. You watched his mouth open, then close, then open again like a fish out of water.
“You… you- me?” His words were broken as he tried to process and his free hand pointed to himself. He tilted his head slightly, like a confused puppy.
You felt like a wind up toy, your insides fluttering and twisting with nerves as you waited for your oldest friend, your partner in crime, your second half, to gather his wits and to say something. Despite your apprehension, you nodded at him to affirm that you had meant every word.
At your nod his face broke into a disbelieving grin, his free hand moving to grab your other hand. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
You forced yourself to keep eye contact, “You went on dates with other girls! I assumed if you had been interested you would have said so.”
Adam’s eyebrows raised teasingly, “You think that I would have spoken up about having a fat crush on my best friend? Besides those dates never progressed past the first one.”
“You said it was because they never believed you.”
Adam shrugged sheepishly, “Mostly. But I wouldn’t have wanted to go further anyways. I always found myself wishing that it was you.”
Before you two could say anything else, Duncan yelled at you across the clearing to get off of your butts and come get ready to keep moving. Adam hesitantly let go of one of your hands, using his grip on the other to help you up.
You went to move towards the ship, but he pulled you back by your still connected hands.
“Once this is all over.. when Eternia is safe, I want to take you on a date, a proper one. I’ll show you everything that I’ve always wanted to.”
You smiled, heart feeling full as he looked down at you, “As you wish, my liege.”
You heard Adam sputtering as you dropped his hand and began walking away and you laughed to yourself. Despite the turn of events that had taken place in your life, he was still the same old Adam. The same old Adam who had liked you all these years.
Beloved Adam Glenn would be so terrible at hiding his feelings for you that its entirely endearing.
You'd catch him staring and he'd take a full few seconds to notice and react before turning away trying to act nonchalant, face beet red. And if you kept looking you'd notice him glance at you just to see if you're still looking.
Some days after you two would hang out he'd so casually yell out "Love you!" as you walk to your car and even if friends can say it casually his is not because he'll splutter and try to tack on "-r presence in my life!" and he knows hes not slick but you hope he sees the smile on your face.
If you mention that you're even a little tired, or feeling down, or any vaguely not positive emotion he's buying you your favorite foods or trinkets that he thinks you'll like and you know he hears the ladies nearby crooning about "how cute of a boyfriend he is" as he walks away and he allows himself a moment to pretend that's what he is to you.
He nearly faints when you ask him out. You have to talk him down from hyperventilating and he looks up at you with the biggest most pathetic eyes and you know that he's already all yours.
A/N: Once again combining two similar asks! I hope you guys don’t mind when I do this. Also posting this on my phone instead of my laptop so I hope my formatting isn’t chopped. I really like this one you guys. @certifiedsadgirlclub @xbreadratx
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You stood on the edge of the ramp, alien ground not even a full step in front of you.
The spaceship itself had been an experience, sleek and shiny and sitting in a parking spot outside of your apartment building. Whoever parked it had done so quite masterfully, perfectly parallel parked between two cars, wings hanging over the road like any other overpass.
A knock had sounded at your door and you had to tear yourself from the window to investigate. Of course, there stood Adam Glenn. Adam your roommate. Adam who had been missing for six months. Adam who had kissed you only days before he vanished. Adam who had shown up one night with the sword that he had been looking for, and then the next day had vanished into the sky (according to the internet). That same Adam was at your door.
He looked sheepish and unsure, looking at you with a small smile and sad eyes, and you told yourself that nobody could refuse him when he looked at you like that.
“Do you want to come in for tea?” You asked, leaning on the doorframe.
You took a moment longer to observe him. Adam was… different. None of it was obvious at first, but as you looked it became clearer. His shoulders were wider. His shirt, one you had seen many times, didn’t fit quite the same as it strained around his arms. His hair had a shine to it that you swore it had never had before. And when he smiled at you, it seemed sharper, and less domestic.
“Well, I was actually- only if you want- wondering if you’d… want to come home with me?”
And despite the changes, it was still so painfully and lovingly your Adam. Back from the sky with the hopes of bringing you back with him.
You turned to look around the apartment that you two had shared. It had been a huge stressor on you to maintain the rent, but you had waited, hoping, praying he’d come back. You’d left all of his things exactly where he’d left them: a blanket strewn over the couch, a drawing he’d left on the fridge as a joke, everything. Of course you wanted to live where he lived, you had just gotten so used to that place being here. You turned back to him slowly. He was looking at you apprehensively, clearly anxious that you’d say no.
“You mean permanently?” You asked.
Adam started fidgeting with his fingers, glancing down at his hands and then back at you, “Whatever you’d want- you could just come and visit or you could stay a while or whatever you’d like I just…” Adam looked back down at his hands, “I just want you to be there with me.”
You smiled at his earnestness. You couldn’t lie and say that you didn’t want to go with, but to leave so suddenly…
“What would you like, Adam?” You tilted your head as you tried to meet his eye.
“We could be…” his eyes found yours through his eyelashes, head still low, “space roommates?”
—-
It was move in day for your new apartment and you were feeling apprehensive. Moving was always a lot of work and now you were moving into the unknown.
You didn’t even know this guy who you were rooming with. Your friend just knew him from work and knew that he was looking for a place to live, and you were just desperate enough to say yes.
“His name is Adam Glenn” she had told you, “and he works in HR.”
You were so nervous that this guy was going to be some stuck up loser. Be real- human resources? That was one of the least fun sounding jobs you had heard of. But if he worked a boring grown-up sounding job… at least maybe he’d be tidy. Maybe he’d just stay late at work every night and you’d never have to talk to him. Maybe he’d be able to be civil with you as he is with all of the irritated people at his desk every day.
You were struggling to get a box out of your car, wondering what you possibly could have owned that would make it so heavy. You had managed to shift it out of your car but it served too great of a challenge as it slipped from your hands and hit the ground with a sidewalk shaking thud. You cussed at the box.
“Would you… like some help with that?”
You whipped your head to the source of the voice, “what?”
He put his hands up in front of him, eyebrows going up. It was a man you’d never seen before. Despite how tall he was and how wide his shoulders were, he had managed to shrink himself under your stern gaze. His blonde hair framed his face, lying flat against his head. He glanced down at the box and back at you.
You sighed, trying to calm yourself down. You mirrored him and glanced down at the box, “Yeah… sorry. Its just a pain in the ass.”
Turns out that he was no better at lifting it than you as he struggled to even get a grip on it from the ground. It was almost endearing, especially when he stood back up, put his hands on his hips, and looked over at you looking troubled.
“It is a bit tough… isn’t it?” he sighed.
Eventually the two of you had decided on maneuvering it up the stairs together, which was far easier said than done. And on top of that, teamwork with a complete stranger is more difficult than it looks. Multiple times you (in the front) had nearly dropped the box down the stairs onto him and multiple times he (in the back) had gone a bit too fast and nearly
pushed you over backwards. But the stranger stayed positive the entire way, murmuring encouragement to you.
His eyes widened in surprise at the number on the door when you stopped in front of your apartment.
“You’re moving in here? Or are you taking a break or are you helping a friend-?”
You shouldered the door open, still holding the box, “I’m moving in, what makes you ask?”
The two of you waddled the box into the apartment, moving towards the middle of the room.
“It’s just- I’m moving in here too.”
You dropped the box on Adam Glenn’s toes.
—-
Whatever you had expected space travel to look like, this hadn’t been it. There were no stars or space suits, but there was knock-back so strong that it felt like you were on a roller coaster as you flew through a cosmos of color towards Eternia.
Adam looked over at you from his seat, grinning from ear to ear, a sparkle in his eye that you don’t know if you’ve ever seen in all your time living with him.
As the ship slowed down to a normal pace you allowed yourself to take a big breath.
“Its exhilarating, right?” Adam asked as he piloted the ship towards a beautifully green planet.
You tried to laugh but it sounded more like a cough, “That’s one word for it.” Still, you couldn’t help the smile growing on your face as the foreign world grew in your vision.
“I wanted to bring you here sooner,” Adam said, “but I got so wrapped up with repairs and restoration and I thought maybe I’d wait to show you the best of it instead of the worst.”
The ship descended first over a vast expanse of lava fields, geysers of the boiling liquid erupting as you flew past.
—-
“Would you want to do something tonight? Like- maybe a movie or we like… make dinner for the two of us or something?” Adam called to you from his open bedroom door.
He was emerging from his room, gently closing the door behind himself as you looked over at him. You and Adam had been roommates for a little over a month now, and you were learning a lot about him. Many nights he’d get home from work and beeline straight to his room, but despite that pattern, he was still making a very good effort to talk to you and get to know you. This was just a new attempt to spend time with you as well.
He was always very secretive about his room, but then again, you didn’t know him that well and you were sure he hadn’t seen much of your room either. But he was always mindful about keeping it closed. He wouldn’t even leave it open when he was running out to grab something. You assumed that he was maybe just a slob, or maybe some kind of nerd with a bunch of action figures or something. Not your business.
“Food would sound fun.” You mused from the couch.
The two of you set off checking your ingredients, which turned into an afternoon grocery run. You couldn’t help but smile at such a tall wide man pushing such a dinky shopping cart with a squeaky wheel.
Every adventure led you back to the apartment, with a homemade pizza sitting out in front of you, and Adam specifically covered in flour. You had no clue how he had managed it considering that you only had a little bit of the powder on yourself, but nonetheless, he stepped away to change his shirt.
And for the first time ever, Adam left his door open. He himself disappeared around the corner to get a shirt from his closet, but looking through the doorway you noticed that his walls were plastered in drawings.
You couldn’t help yourself, you slowly drifted towards his room until you were standing in the doorway, marveling at the fantastical drawings that Adam had plastered everywhere. Was he a writer? Were these concepts from a story? Was he just an artist?
As you pondered you failed to notice Adam rounding the corner and the only thing you could process was him catching you by the waist after he had toppled you over. His grip was firm and he looked spooked by the fact that he had nearly trampled you.
“I am so sorry, I didn’t think you’d be standing there-“ He stuttered out, still holding you.
It was you who righted yourself, “no, that’s my bad. You just left your door open and I saw your drawings and they’re really cool and I was trying to get a closer look.”
Adam quickly looked back at the drawings at his wall, and then back at you, “You… think they’re cool?” He said slowly, measured.
“Of course I do! Where’d you even come up with stuff like that.”
“Well,” he said sheepishly, bringing a hand to rub at the back of his neck, “It’s a bit of a long story…”
—-
Adam showed you all sorts of wonderful things as you flew above his home planet. You saw sprawling mountains and forests, dragons, griffons, floating islands. At the end of the grand tour he turned the ship towards his home city of Eternos.
His face glowed as he told you about all the repair work that has gone into it, how it almost looked like it did in his childhood, with shining pillars of regal golden and red. Adam’s eyes kept coming back to you, warm and gentle.
“I think you’re going to love it.” He said as the ship was coming over a large hill.
You smiled over at him, relishing in being with him again, “If its anything like your drawings, I know it will.”
At your words, the hill cleared beneath you and the city was revealed. Your jaw went slack and your eyes wide with wonder as you looked upon the most beautiful place you had ever seen. It was like the drawings, but impossibly more beautiful as the sunset cast a pink glow over the golden city.
As you flew closer you could see the people at their daily routines, lights beginning to pop up in the street and in the houses with the dying light. You could see soldiers, perhaps even the figures of Adam’s childhood, patrolling through the city. You could see a group of kids kicking around the ball in a clearing, playing some game that you’ve never seen. You saw Cringer, the tiger from the drawings- lounging in the sunlight. You saw artisans on the bridge over the river, carving out great pieces of stone into the figures of kings. Finally in the distance you glimpsed castle Grayskull, with a dull glow emitting from one eye.
You couldn’t help but glance over at Adam to voice your amazement, but the words died in your throat as you found him already looking, face illuminated by the orange glow. His emotions were betrayed by his eyes, oozing with poorly contained affection. He had kissed you only days before he left. He had kissed you and then stuttered an apology and then stumbled off the couch claiming he had to go to bed. You remembered how his lips felt; soft, gentle, hesitant. And now as he stared at you, you could see the emotion that had driven the decision. You could see why he had flown all the way back to Earth for his “roommate”.
The moment passed as quickly as it had dawned, and Adam focused his eyes back to the front as he went to land the ship. You felt a pang in your soul, missing him as he sat right there, as if he was still galaxies away.
—-
“Ok but I need to know if this shirt looks too… uh… bad on me” Adam appeared from his room wearing a coral pink dress shirt. He looked at you, as if your answer determined the fate of the shirt.
You allowed yourself to look a little longer than you maybe should have. You hummed in approval, “I like that color on you”.
Adam looked down as if to observe the shirt himself, tugging at the hem and sleeves a little as he looked. After a moment he looked up and nodded, as if satisfied with your opinion before disappearing back into his room.
—-
It was a sweeping tour of the city, Adam took you to all of the places from his drawing, and in turn he let you drag him to every nook and cranny that even vaguely interested you. The sun finally set and the streets were illuminated with lamp lighting that was straight out of some cheesy romance flick, the streetlights all neat in a row casting a warm yellow glow.
The whole afternoon had been the happiest you had ever seen Adam. When you looked at him it always seemed like he had been looking at you, as if his eyes had never strayed. He had changed before exiting the ship into some of his Eternian dayclothes, with a vest the same shade of red as the dress shirt that you so adored.
All of his friends were ecstatic to meet you. It was a nearly overwhelming amount of people to meet, but then again, Adam was a prince and a hero, of course he’d be universally adored.
One thing that you couldn’t get out of your head was how many of them already knew you so well. Teela and Cringer both mentioned to you how Adam hadn’t stopped talking about you since arriving, and you couldn’t tell if they were being sarcastic. Sarcastic or not, their insinuations had Adam getting flustered, asserting that he had “just been filling them in on his Earth life”
“Yes! But aren’t they the center of your life on Earth? You lived together!” Teela laughed, amused at Adam’s defensiveness.
You couldn’t help but imagine a life here. It was the most wonderful place you had ever seen. But one issue persisted. You would not live here if Adam was not by your side, and it wasn’t fair to expect him- a prince- to prioritize you over his duties or over his friends.
—-
You and Adam had been watching a movie on the couch. You had been closer to each other than you needed to be, not making contact but sharing a footrest and a popcorn bowl.
You couldn’t remember what you had been talking about through the haze of time. All that you could remember that he looked down, only for a second, but for long enough to be caught.
Whatever argument you had been making died on your lips as you noticed, and you couldn’t help but look at his mouth in response, knowing that he was thinking about kissing you, knowing that you wanted him to.
His lips brushed against yours, featherlight but soft. You could taste his chapstick and his hand came up nervously as he did it, fingers gently holding your cheek. It had been three seconds of bliss before Adam seemed to realize what he had done and pulled away.
You two just looked at each other for a moment, breathless and blinking before the worry set in on his face. He said your name so quietly that you nearly didn’t catch it.
“I’m so so sorry I didn’t- I should’ve asked- I…” he whispered. You furrowed your eyebrows at him but you didn’t have time to formulate a response before he was pushing himself off the couch, spilling the popcorn all over the floor.
He didn’t look at you, “It’s late and I have work tomorrow… I should- I should sleep.” and he vanished back into his room, leaving you sitting on the couch still trying to catch up with the moment, still remembering the feeling of his lips against yours.
—-
Adam was leading you through the palace, showing you the final part of Eternos, and the place he held the closest.
He showed you everything, his parents quarters, the dining hall and kitchen, the library (which was still accumulating a new not-burned collection), and a million more rooms with a million more uses. Each one he let you wander as much as you’d like. You wondered if he’d let you say in any given room forever if it meant you staying on Eternia.
You could feel the tour drawing to a close as you came to his quarters. Adam’s childhood bedroom had been destroyed, but he had fully furnished his new room to include so many trinkets and books, a couple of cushy couches, and the biggest bed you had ever seen. His unreadable eyes followed you as you picked your way around the room.
You smiled over at him, “It’s so… you.” You laughed lightly to yourself out of endearment.
“So you like it?” Looking across the room, Adam looked so small.
“It doesn’t matter if I like it. It matters if you like it Adam.”
“No- I mean…. I mean do you like all of it?” Adam reiterated. He looked so at ease but you could see the worry held in his tense shoulder.
You turned away from him, imagining the comforting warmth of your apartment on Earth. You could see the warm lighting and the dishes strewn across the kitchen. You could see the trinkets that you and Adam had together filled the space with, a Star Wars poster on the wall above the TV, his drawings hung on the fridge. You imagined coming home from work, Adam emerging from
his room to greet you, a smile on his face at the sight of you. You wondered if you could let that go.
“I do like it.” You muttered.
Adam somehow caught it across the room, “Enough to stay?”
You sighed mournfully, slowly sinking onto Adam’s bed, “Adam, I want to say yes but-“
“-then say yes” Adam began to approach you across the room, “if you want to say yes than do. Please.” He pleaded.
“…but this is your world Adam. Not mine. It’s all so charming and beautiful and every bit as wonderful as it was in your stories,” you felt. a lump in your throat that tasted like sorrow, Adam’s pace had slowed but he still approached, step by step. “but if I came here, you’d be the only thing that I have. And you have your planet, your duties, your friends. I will not hold you from that, but I cannot sit around waiting for you to have a moment for me.”
Adam stopped in front of you, looking down at you as if you had just ripped his soul out, “What do I have if not you?”
You laughed dryly, “What does that even mean?”
“I mean- living with you has been the best thing to ever happen to me.” Adam crouched down to be on your eye level, “heck, you have been the best thing to ever happen to me. You believed me when no one else did, you had patience when I needed it most, and you filled my life with your laughter. I don’t want to live anywhere if it’s not with you.” He tentatively rested on hand on your knee.
You smiled, not satisfied, “Why’d you kiss me that night?” You could hear how small your voice sounded.
Adam paused for a moment, searching your eyes, debating if the answer was going to break everything, “because you’re beautiful.”
“Just that?”
Adam’s hand moved from your knew to clutch your own hand, “because maybe I wanted to ask you out and I just didn’t know how. Because maybe I wanted to live with you forever. Because maybe I wanted to wake up to you in the morning. I kissed you because there is no one I want in my life more than you. Please.” His other hand snaked so the two of you were now fully holding hands. Adam looked up at you reverently, the same look from the ship.
You couldn’t help but break into a wide grin at his confession.
Adam swallowed thickly, adam’s apple bobbing as he did. He said your name as if it was the prettiest word on his lips.
“Stay.”
And you were his. You leaned in and captured his lips in a kiss. This time there was no hesitance, no quiver to his lips as he met you surely and lovingly. You stooped your head to meet him where he kneeled between your knees, one hand still holding his, the other snaking to play with the hair at the nape of his neck.
It was exactly what you had been dreaming of for six months. It was something, you thought, that you wouldn’t mind coming home to every day for the rest of your life.
Because it was never the apartment, it was always him. And it was always him with you.
Finally you two broke to simply breathe. You leaned your forehead against his, “I’ll stay as long as you want me to.”
Oh I’m ABSOLUTELY making a request for my fav Magical Himbo…. ♥️
Prince Adam x Fem reader.. mutual pining??
I just Know shy babygirl Adam is the type to YEARN!!! He Pines!! He falls and he falls HARD!!
…. And then he literally Tripps over his own feet and falls right on his beautiful face, or walks right into a wall because he was staring at the Reader…
Maybe reader is a friend of his from when he was on Earth? And she actually believed him about Eternia because as it turns out….. she’s a Witch..
And she’s so Obviously in Love with Adam that even Duncan… who said so himself.. isn’t good with “Feelings” can tell she’s Smitten….
Maybe RomCom-Esk shenanigans over how Adam and the Reader finally realize they Like each other??
Small Miracles
A/N: This is like 4k words. I focused on some part of this request maybe a lot more than others... forgive me. BUT I fell in love with this concept. I could go back and make this a full-fledged multichapter fic tbh
If you were to ask any given person on Earth whether they believed in miracles, chances are that they’d say no.
The Earth, and the universe for that matter is a mundane place, a place of science, not fate. You lie in your bed, yes, but somebody has to make it first. At the same time, many humans justified the unjustifiable by simply saying that it just happened. Not a miracle. An accident if anything. The big bang? A coincidence. Not a miracle. Earth being the only planet that humans have discovered with life? A coincidence. Not a miracle. Not some proof of a higher being. Just… an accident concerning some hot water and the need for energy to be moved and transformed.
You were not ‘any given person’. You knew that miracles existed. You had witnessed them and found yourself unable to explain them in any other way than the fact that the universe wanted it to be this way, so it was.
Miracle No. 1
Magic was real. And you could do it.
It wasn’t real in the way that people wished it would be. It wasn’t lightning bolts coming out of your hands or raising people from the dead. No, It was simple things like keeping your coffee the perfect temperature.
Despite how mundane it seemed to you, you had never met another person who claimed to be able to do such tricks. You fall into the easy habit of just not talking about it. People didn’t generally respond well to miracles, let alone claiming that you possessed one. Besides, you’d been a witch your whole life, it didn’t feel extraordinary at this point, it felt like routine. Encouraging your plants to grow with a little spell was as natural as getting out of bed or commuting to work. Which is to say, it’s nothing worth telling.
But most unexpectedly to you came-
Miracle No. 2
Your best friend was a space prince.
This would have sounded insane had miracle no. 1 not occurred first. You met him on a college course. Small Group Communication to be exact, not exactly a thrilling class on your end, but the nerd was a communications major so of course he didn’t hate it.
You were in a group of three, and the project had been to simply introduce yourselves, as an exercise in talking to new people and cooperating with strangers. And he had gone off on this tangent about dead parents and faraway planets and villains with skull faces.
The third member in your group laughed. He had assumed that the story was just a way to get through a required course. Adam, as he had introduced himself, insisted that he was being honest, looking confused. And when he had shoved out of his desk and started down the hallway, shoulders hunched over, you saw the consequences of small miracles.
People didn’t generally respond well to miracles.
“I believe you.” You called from behind him as you tried to catch up. It didn’t take much effort because upon hearing your voice Adam stumbled on his feet, caught off guard, before turning to look at you. He had the spark of a spooked animal in his eye as he tried to evaluate what you were saying. The two of you stood like that, as if stuck in time, each trying to figure the other out.
“You do?” Adam’s voice wavered, but there was no other sign that he was hurt about what had happened in class.
You gestured back to the room, “I bet people give you that same response every time, don’t they?” Adam nodded at your words, and you realized he didn’t look spooked, he looked tired.
“So then why don’t you lie about it?” That’s what you did. It worked really well too. To this day you had only been caught once or twice using your magic by others, and even in those cases it was plausibly brushed off as nothing.
“I can’t just lie about who I am.” Adam turned his torso to finally face you, and in response you took a few steps closer to him so that you were a friendly distance from each other.
However, the conversation ended was a blur in your memory. All that you knew was that from that day on you and Adam were a unit. You sat by him in that class every day, end up studying at each other’s apartments, and you’d find yourselves stargazing and discussing the secrets of the universe.
Despite it all, you did not tell him about your peculiarities. He had never really asked why you believed him, so you never told him. Besides, you had gotten very good at not telling people things.
You liked to believe that sometimes poor oblivious Adam did notice. Like when you’d studied for hours and his coffee would still be the perfect temperature. Or when the moldy vegetables in his fridge suddenly weren’t moldy at all. Or when it would rain and he’d stay strangely dry.
You told yourself that you did it because he was your friend. Which was true. But that wasn’t the whole truth and you knew it. You couldn’t outrun it after you were no longer in the same classes as him. You couldn’t outrun it when you graduated college. And you couldn’t outrun it when you two eventually grew into adults with your own lives and jobs. You couldn’t outrun the fact that you wanted him to be yours so badly.
At first you tried to convince yourself that it was because you were both a bit strange. But as time passed you noticed the glow in his eyes when he’d talk about the sunsets on Eternos and the stories of golden days that his mother used to tell. You noticed how he went out of his way to say hi to everyone and help those he could. You even fell for him when he was literally falling – there was something charming about his clumsiness. But you had no indication that he liked you back. Adam’s kindness was inclusive of everyone, you were not special.
Which is why you despised-
Miracle No. 3
You were deeply smitten – in love even – with your best friend.
You had debated for a long time if this was a miracle or a curse; wanting someone you could never fully have. Yes, he was your best friend, and therefore you had him. You had him at your apartment multiple times a week. You had him to go on adventures with. You had him to listen when you needed an ear. But he wasn’t yours.
But he was just too wonderful to be a curse. So this lovely and horrid feeling in your chest that made you want to hold his hand had to be a miracle.
It hadn’t crept up on you like that initial puppy crush had. The two of you had dinner together. It wasn’t a fancy date or anything, it was an afternoon run to Taco Bell after work, but while you had eaten it had started raining outside.
The two of you stood in the doorway debating if you should just run for it or wait it out. It had been a blur really. You couldn’t remember who ran first but you did remember that he ended up ahead of you, running in the rain, turning back to make sure that you were still with him, laughing all the way. You didn’t even think about how your shoes were soaked through or how freezing cold you were.
The only thing you could remember clearly was reaching his apartment building, out of breath, dripping water all over the floor in the entry way. He had stooped over, hands on knees, head hanging as he tried to catch his breath. And then he looked up at you, his eyes glowing. They were crinkled in the corner as Adam beamed up at you for that one moment before dramatically dropping it back down, but that moment was enough.
It had felt as though you had been struck in the chest with how strongly the feeling dawned on you. Adam was pretty. And standing in that cruddy apartment building, frozen to the bone, you realized that you were too far gone.
That night he offered to let you stay. After all it was raining, and even if he had a car, neither of you mentioned it. As you made your way up the stairs you mumbled a little word of repelling, to dry you guys off only slightly. The two of you took turns showering, and once you got out you realized that your clothes were still soaked. Adam ended up lending you what must have been his baggiest Star Wars shirt and a pair of plaid pants, handing them through the door while awkwardly making a point to let you know that he was not looking. It was an overwhelming amount of fabric. You didn’t know that Adam even needed this sized clothing.
When you came out, Adam’s eyes locked onto you, and you watched as his cheeks turned red. You almost would’ve believed it was a blush as his eyes scanned how swamped you looked in his clothes, had he not started laughing a split second later at how silly you looked.
Later, the two of you sat on his couch, a cheesy action movie in the background. You could feel Adam look over at you.
“Why did you believe me?” He asked softly.
You looked back at him, and you knew you’d never seen Adam look so vulnerable.
“Why wouldn’t I?”
Adam shrugged, “No one else has.” He looked back at the movie, trying to act like he didn’t care. But you knew he cared. You’d never known Adam to talk about something that didn’t matter to him, whether it was his sword or his home or the people he helped at his job. He was so earnest and you knew that he couldn’t be any other way if he tried. You didn’t want him to try.
You swallowed the nervous butterflies in your stomach and scooted closer to him on the couch. You gently placed a hand on his shoulder, rubbing your thumb in circles to ease his mind.
“I think people try too hard to make the world make sense. I believe you because the world is a weird place, where strangle little miracles happen every day.”
Adam gave you a lopsided grin, “Is that a new way to tell me I’m crazy?”
You shook your head slightly, “I’m being serious Adam,” you allowed yourself to settle into the couch next to him, shoulders brushing, “it’s crazy what people will ignore simply because they can’t allow themselves to believe it.”
And when you fell asleep on his shoulder during the movie, he didn’t mention it. And if he gently wrapped his arm around you as you dozed off, you didn’t mention it.
Miracle No. 4
There is a spaceship in the park.
You’ve lost the plot to be frank. You thought your minor superpowers was an oddity but now your best-friend-and-crush has a magical sword that he stole and there is a spaceship here to pick him up and take him home.
Adam had his hand on your shoulder and was looking between the ship and you, “I have to go. And I can’t go unless you come with me.”
The idea terrified and excited you. When you first discovered that Adam was a space prince you had entertained the idea of going to his home planet. You had imagined him showing you all of the places you had only heard about through his drawings and his stories. You had not imagined this decision needing to be made as an alien creature crashed its way through the city behind you.
Before you had even fully made up your mind, Adam was tugging you by the wrist towards the ship and it dawned on you that the beast was crashing through the city specifically towards you. Upon that realization you found yourself stumbling after Adam onto the steely ship and into the great unknown.
The seats were in rows of two, so Teela (if you had heard that name correctly) and Adam settled in the front while you ended up in the seat behind Teela. Adam glanced back at you, as if to make sure that you were still there, giving you a small smile before turning back to the front to ask Teela as many questions as he could.
You watched the two of them. They interacted so easily, even with fifteen years of distance between them. You looked at how he smiled at her, how they reminisced about old memories, how comfortable he seemed. You couldn’t remember him ever looking at you like that. But then again, it was unreasonable to expect him to.
You wished you had a spell to remove the lump in your throat.
Miracle No. 5
Magic on Eternia was way more potent than magic on Earth.
The ship entered the atmosphere, and you suddenly felt as though someone had touched a live wire to your veins. You felt as though there was a new energy coursing through your veins. If you tried to keep your coffee warm now, you’d surely explode the cup. If you tried to keep your plants healthy, you’d surely grow a whole new forest.
On the outside you just shifted in your seat a little, feeling jittery. Adam’s eyes drifted from his battered homeland back to you. He gave a look that asked, ‘are you ok?’ and you nodded in response, allowing him to turn back to the planet he’d spent so long away from.
The energy followed you underground, into a room with all of his childhood heroes, into a cell with a robot and drunkard, all the way to the landing dock where the spacecraft had been sat. The energy building in your soul didn’t truly come to fruition until the ship was engaged in air combat, with a newly powered Adam fighting with them outside of the ship, and Drunk-an trying to hold his gun straight.
It all came to a peak when you saw a blast coming for the ship that Adam didn’t see and that Duncan was incapable at stopping, and in your panic and your adrenaline you threw out your hands and the ship crumpled as if hitting an invisible wall. And your world went black.
When you came to, the ship had landed. No, it had crashed. You were stranded in a forest the same color as a burning flame in the setting sun. It was almost beautiful enough to distract you from the fact that you were in space on a strange planet. On the fact that, for the first time in your life, you had used your gift in front of another human being. Adam would reasonably be mad at you for lying.
Next to you sat Duncan, shaving and drinking out of a cannister that he definitely didn’t have before.
“You’ve decided to wake up, have you?”
You tried to sit up, but your whole body screamed in protest, “Where’s Adam?”
Duncan scoffed, “Usually you start with ‘hello’ or ‘thank you for saving my butt’” He didn’t make eye contact as he continued to scrape his face.
You furrowed your eyebrows, “You didn’t start with that either.”
“Well, I know who you are. That boy hasn’t shut up about you since he came back.” That boy… meaning Adam. You couldn’t believe your ears. Adam had “shut up” about you plenty considering that he had just received literal superpowers and returned to his homeland for the first time in fifteen years. This guy had to be nuts to think that you were at all a priority here.
You tried again to sit up, this time being able to rest on your elbows, “How much have you had to drink?”
“Not nearly as much as I normally do, now lie back down.”
You refused to comply even though there was a steadily increasing pain in your head at this position, “You couldn’t be more wrong. Adam couldn’t shut up about Eternia or his sword on Earth. Now that he’s back he wouldn’t spend all of his time focused on me.”
Duncan side eyed you, but continued shaving, “That might have been true before you crushed a ship in midair with your mind and then nearly fell out of the ship unconscious. If lover boy hadn’t caught you, you wouldn’t be alive. Now lay back down.”
You still refused to lay back down, “We’re just friends.”
Duncan full out laughed this time, “Do YOU want to be just friends?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“If you don’t lay back down, I’m going to knock you back out myself. You’re looking sicker by the minute.”
You groaned, finally letting your elbows out from under you and laying back down. You couldn’t figure out what Duncan was going at with all of this lover boy crap. Adam was just your friend and he treated you as such. Any friend would ask their best friend to go to their home planet. And any friend would catch that best friend when they nearly fall out of the sky. And it was also a friend thing when you knew how it felt when he ghosted his lips over your forehead that night that it rained, almost a kiss, but not quite. And how you felt him hesitantly pull back… it was all just best friend stuff.
“No, now sit back up I can hear you thinking about him over there.” Duncan said, finishing up his shave job.
“Why do you care so much about what I’m thinking about?” You snapped at him, sitting up far too fast. You’re forced to take a moment to steady yourself.
Duncan sighed, “Look. I’m not a feelings guy, ok?” He looked over at you, “You’re starry eyed for this boy and he’s completely crazy for you and if you can’t admit it sooner or later, I’m setting of one of my bombs before Skeletor can even get his hands on us.” Duncan’s eyes flicked to a spot over your shoulder, then back at you.
“It’s not that simple.”
“Yes, it is.” His eyes flicked over your shoulder again.
“Ducan, I’ve been his friend since college, and I never told him about my magic. And then when he does find out I have it, I almost die. Everything else aside, that’s enough for me to not deserve him.”
Duncan raised an eyebrow, “And what is everything else?”
“Ok maybe I do like him!” You threw one hand up in exasperation, the other keeping you upright. “Maybe I like him and I want to be close to him, and I want to hear him laugh. Maybe I want to be the girl he comes home to and maybe I want him to feel the same way!”
Duncan looked over your shoulder one more time before shifting to his feet, “That’s disgustingly mushy. But at least you finally told him.” With that, Duncan turned and started walking away.
“That doesn’t even make sense, what do you even mean?” You squinted after him, head throbbing through the pain. Duncan tossed a hand over his shoulder, thumb pointed behind him, and behind you.
Your heart dropped in your chest. You turned your head slowly, no choice with the pain you were in, and lo and behold, your best friend in the whole wide world was standing there, a witness to your confession.
His face was beet red, his eyes wide open with the pupils blown. He held his mouth agape as if he simply couldn’t believe what he had heard. He was still in his powered form, and for the first time since he had obtained it, you had time to truly observe. His hair had fanned out, looking nearly golden in the setting sun. Heck, all of him looked golden. His shoulders had widened and his arms- dear God his arms. Adam had gone from being your super handsome best friend to a nearly ethereal being. But then again, he did now possess the power of the gods, it was fitting that he looked the part too.
The only thing you could think of doing was to turn back around, wishing for the ground to swallow you whole.
“I’m sorry Adam, you weren’t meant to hear that.” You couldn’t look at him. You wanted to lay down and sleep, your eyes turned to the ground.
Adam didn’t respond, however. You didn’t even hear him moving. You sat there debating if he had simply walked away, but when you turned around to check, he was still there. His expression had changed; the shock was gone. Instead, he looked both bewildered and relieved.
Much to your surprise, the first thing that he said, after a minute or two of silence, was, “I’m so glad you’re awake.”
You placed your open hand on the ground, playing with the dirt, “You’re allowed to be mad at me.”
“Why would I be mad?” Adam’s smile dropped at the insinuation that he’d be mad at you.
You shrugged, “I didn’t tell you about my magic. I didn’t tell you about my feelings. I nearly fell out of the spaceship.”
“Well- I mean, why didn’t you tell me about your magic?” Adam slowly began stepping his way towards you.
“It wasn’t nearly this strong on Earth. There I could only really do small tricks, warming drinks and all that.”
Adam’s eyebrows went up, and you could see his amused expression as he came to stand above you, “Is that why my coffee was always the perfect temperature?” Adam lowered himself so that he was sat right next to you.
You nodded, keeping eye contact with him, “Yeah. You deserved the perfect coffee.”
Now at the same level as you, Adam’s shoulder brushed yours. His face was still ruby red, and his eyes flicked back and forth across your face as if he was nervous.
“I thought I lost you there for a moment.” He whispered, “I- I thought I’d never get to tell you, when you passed out, I mean.” He briefly turned his face away from yours as he tried to piece his words together. When he looked back at you, for the first time ever, you noticed Adam’s eyes flick down towards your lips for a moment, only a moment. You wondered if he had ever done that before and you just hadn’t noticed.
Adam’s eyes were a deep hazel, and in them you could see years of love and adoration that you’d ignored out of fear. You could see it clearly now. His red cheeks when he saw you in his clothes, the forehead kiss, begging you to come to his home with him, all of it pointed towards the truth behind it all-
Miracle No. 6
Your best friend was in love with you.
Before you had a moment to figure out what to do next, Adam’s hand had found its way to your jaw, stroking it gently. His eyes moved down to your lips again, but he didn’t lean in any further, stuttering out the start of a sentence that sounded like ‘I’ll only do it If you want me to-‘the rest of it getting lost as you closed the gap.
This was a miracle that you were going to respond well to.
Going on a trip with your coworkers including your office nemesis Adam Glenn. You didn’t hate him you were just annoyed about how lenient they were with him while he clearly slacked on the job. And everyone just seemed to like the guy despite that?
Anyways the claimed that roommates were assigned, but you saw many friends rooming together while you got stuck with Adam.
Even more shocking, considering the workplace emphasis on boundaries and consent… there was only one bed.
Adam, being who he was offered to sleep on the floor. However you were well aware that at the hight he stood, that would kill his back, and as much as he annoyed you, you didn’t want him to suffer the whole trip.
“It’s fine, you can take it.” You muttered, throwing your bag down.
He looked at you like a scared horse, “You don’t sound like it’s fine.”
Push comes to shove and you both end up laying on the floor, bed untouched. Because he refuses to sleep in the bed, but so do you.
You finally call across the room, “This is dumb. If we’re both on the floor why don’t we just both use the bed.”
You can practically hear his brain shirt circuit, “What… what do you- uh- mean by that?”
“Its a big bed.” You called.
It was a big bed, but you had failed to consider that Adam was also a big man.
The first morning you woke up, limbs tangled with his, warmth radiating off of him, and light snores escaping from his mouth.
You had jumped, fallen out of the bed, and woken him up in the process.
The second night you two somehow ended up back in the bed, just talking. It was far too late in the night to responsibly be awake, but neither of you mentioned it.
He told you about how he had lost his parents when he was young, although he stayed vague about exactly how they died. He told you that the sword he was searching for on the clock was the last thing they left for him.
You told him your own woes, and when you woke up, limbs again tangled, you didn’t mind. You still scrambled away when he started to stir.
omg thank you for feeding the adam glenn x reader tag <3 could I request a jealous!Adam or a jealous!Reader that leads to one of them confessing their feelings please?
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A/N: This is just me soft launching my crush on Dian actually. Also I hope this isn’t ooc and guys I hope you know how hard it is to write jealosy as I have just learned. I decided to make it Adam’s pov and confession since I always seem to put the reader in the hot seat and y/n needs a break——————————————————————
It warmed Adam’s heart to see you get on so well with the Eternians. He had been so nervous to bring you back to his strange and foreign home planet, especially from the comfort of Earth.
He had laid awake at night asking the universe what he’d do if you had refused to come with, or if you didn’t want to stay. How could he appreciate the beauty of his home without you there to witness it? How could he be the hero of the universe if he couldn’t come home to the safety of your presence at the end of the day? The feeling had sat in his throat like a lump, tearing his heart out in the process. And when he had asked you he felt like he was going to throw up. He hadn’t really figured out what he could do if you said no.
Not that you owe him entirely uprooting your life and moving to a place far away from your own family and friends just for his sake. You two were just friends, as much as Adam craved more. He couldn’t ask you to move to Eternia and to love him. He couldn’t just keep asking and taking like that. Adam refused to be selfish, especially when it came to you.
But the smile on your face and the way you pulled him into a hug had every fear of Adam’s evaporating. Of course you’d say yes, you two were as close as a bee and a flower.
Being here now Adam had no regrets in asking you to come. He had thrown a party to greet you, inviting all of his closest friends. You had landed in the spaceship and had been greeted with the Eternos plaza decked out in lights and other decorations, filled with laughter and people and food, all due to Adam’s arrangement.
He told himself he wouldn’t stay glued to you the whole night (unless you wanted him to), and he didn’t. Yeah, you two stayed by each other most of the party, but there were points where he felt comfortable enough stepping away to grab a drink or a treat, always for you of course.
One of these times, Adam had secured the goods and had turned back to find out where you had gone, only to find you sharing a hearty laugh with Dian. Truth be told, despite his total faith in her as a warrior and his appreciation of her as an old acquaintance, Adam didn’t know Dian that well. What he did know is that you seemed more at ease talking to her than you had with anyone else, letting out a loud laugh across the plaza as he looked.
What had she said? Or were you laughing at your own joke perhaps?
You turned and saw Adam across the plaza, and with an easygoing grin you waved him over. He couldn’t help but smile at your joy.
“Dian offered to give me a tour of the city, would you be bothered if I went?” You asked, a sparkle in your eye.
Adam’s heart dropped. He had been planning on giving you a tour later that night, expecting the golden lighting of the city at night to be rather romantic. He hadn’t told you of course, and so he couldn’t be mad that you were wanting to go with someone else. And he couldn’t hog your attention the entire night… right?
You must have noticed a change in his demeanor, “…or I can just stick around here tonight. I know this party is for me and all and I really appreciate it! I’m just so excited to see everything.”
And the way you smiled at him… Adam had to let you go. It was selfish of him to want to be the one to show you everything. He couldn’t expect to be the only person you interacted with if you were to be living here permanently.
He let you go. He didn’t want to.
—-
Adam couldn’t complain as the days, and then weeks passed, most of your time was spent with him and he couldn’t ask for more. But the envy crept in nonetheless much to his dismay.
“Hey Adam! Dian invited me to sleep over at her place tonight, so I’ll be back in the morning if that’s ok” You said after swinging into the doorway of his room.
Adam just gave you a choked smile. The only think he could think aboht was that you lived in the palace and you never had sleepovers with him.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then.” His smile dropped as you nodded and walked out. He didn’t see that your smile dropped as well at his apparent gloominess.
—-
The planet was once again safe due to He-Man. Adam had found Evil-Lyn on the far side of the planet harboring a skull that looked suspiciously familiar. He had, naturally, kicked her but and sent her running, but it had taken him longer than he thought to clean out the croonies and the spells she had cast.
All he could think of was getting to rest, a slow night in the castle, maybe watching a movie with you (Teela rigged some satellites to get it that far).
As he stepped foot back into the city, you came running to him excitedly, holding a training sword. Adam immediately noticed Dian in tow holding a sword of your own.
You threw your arms out and pulled him into a hug, “I’m so glad you’re safe!”
Adam’s smile was real as he squeezed his arms around you. This is exactly what he had needed. The two of you held the hug for longer than friends maybe should have, but nobody was going to say anything.
You pulled away first, bringing your sword up to show him, “Dian has been teaching me some self defense while you’ve been gone.” You grinned proudly, flourishing the sword a bit.
And gosh Adam was so enamored with your excitement, but the envy still swelled in his throat. You had gotten an entire week of bonding time with Dian, and she had cleverly thought to teach you self defense. He hadn’t thought of that.
In that moment, Adam felt like you were growing away from him. What else didn’t you get up to when he had to take such long adventures?
——
“You like em, don’t you?” Dian asked.
Adam stuttered, trying to act nonchalant, “Of course I do, don’t you love your friends?”
Dian side eyed him, “Well yeah, but even I don’t look at my friends like that.”
“Well they look at you like that.” Adam snipped.
Dian’s eyebrows went up, “You think so?” She laughed, amused, “Well I was going to let you have your happy ending, but if you insist…”
Adam missed the humored grin she shot him as he turned away.
“They already moved their entire life for me,” he said quietly, “I can’t… I couldn’t.”
“Couldn’t what?”
Adam’s jaw ticked as he furrowed his brow, “I couldn’t ask them to want me. They will do what they please.”
Dian continued to smile, “And who said they don’t want you?”
Adam glanced over at Dian, looking like a kicked puppy. “They only stick around me because they’ve known me the longest. Clearly you’ve enraptured them with how much they talk about you.”
Dian shrugged, “Your loss.”
—-
Adam stood at the edge of the bridge, looking over the endlessly rushing water, barreling out to the distant invisible sea.
He was sulking.
It was quite odd as Adam was not the sulking type. But this wasn’t the dark eyed angry brooding, no. Adam felt a deep grief in his soul, as if he had already lost something that he’d never had. Surely if Dian had the intention to make a move on you it would have been done by now. She surely seemed serious the night she had asked him about it. Adam was sure that she had just been checking on your availability.
He wouldn’t go to your wedding. He’d refuse.
No, he’d go. You’re his best friend. But he’d show up late and stand in the back and give you a tight smile.
No, Adam wouldn’t do that either.
He’d be happy for you. Because all he wanted was for you to be happy…. even if he wanted that joy to come from him rather than another.
“I haven’t seen you this intense since that scammer lied to you about your sword.” You quipped, approaching from a distance.
Adam tried to play it off, none of this was your fault, “I’m just thinking. Surely every good hero needs to sulk every once and a while.”
You drew near and leaned against the railing, “Not my hero.”
Adam would’ve normally gotten flustered, but your cheery mood only confirmed what he had feared most, he was sure of it. The poor boy felt sick.
“I think Dian does her fair share of sulking. I’ve seen it.”
Your eyebrows furrowed with confusion, “What does Dian have to do with it?”
Adam pushed himself up so that he was leaning against his hands rather than his elbows, “Look, I… I know she asked you out, and I know that you’re very fond of her and I’m haply for you two, I really am-“
“Where did you hear that?”
“She told me.” Adam swallowed thickly. He was trying so hard to hype you up and your confusion was only saddening and confusing him more.
You raised your eyebrows, “She did?” You sounded conpletely lost.
“Well- no.” Adam ran a single hand to get his bangs out if his eyes, “but it was highly implied.”
You looked beautiful. It didn’t matter if you weren’t his he still thought so. Wearing clothes in the color he knew you liked, in the styles he figured you’d love to wear. Your hair done up in a style that was somehow so painfully Eternian but also Earthian. And as the sunset Adam pretended that you had sought him out because you cared about him.
“Adam. Do you think I like Dian?”
Adam couldn’t bring himself to face you, hanging his head and sending his hair cascading right back down into his face, “Of course you do!” his voice raised a pitch, “You talk about her all the time, you spend so much time with her, you sleep over at her olace constantly. And I get it, she’s really cool and you’ve always admired that about her.” His voice was raising slowly, his feelings wanting to burst out of his chest.
“And that means that I like her?” Your voice raised to match his, not quite yelling, but tense, “So don’t you think that me talking about you all the time, and spending all of my time with you when you’re around, and living with you and thinking that you’re really cool must mean something?” You still looked confused, but now there was frustration too.
Adam had never seen you frustrated with him.
“Well you do that because… well because I’m the only person you know from Earth.” he argued weakly.
Your anger broke as fast as it had come, replaced by the hurt that Adam himself felt, “Adam we were best friends on Earth… or at least I thought we were.”
“Well- we were.”
“Then why the hell are you acting like we’re not?”
Adam felt shaky, “Because its selfish of me to expect that from you.”
“Expect what?” Your voice was slowly rising again.
Adam swallowed, “Well to expect that you would want to be around me all the time.” His voice was raising in response.
You paused. Then you exploded, “OF COURSE I want to be around you all the time Adam! Why the hell do you think I’d move to fucking space if I had just thought of you as some random guy?! Why the hell would I live with you? Why would I even bother if you were anything but the most important person in my life?”
Adam opened his mouth, but found no response.
“-And now I go get a singular friend and you suddenly assume that I’m… what? Dating her?”
“No, I assumed she asked you out.”
“Why would it matter Adam?”
“Because I’ve been in love with you for years!” Adam finally burst out, too tired of the ache in his chest and too backed into a corner to talk about it.
And suddenly it was done. He had done the most selfish thing he could ever ask from you. He had revealed his second want.
Your expression had paused, stuck in its frustration, before softening, “Do you mean it?”
Adam felt tears prick at his eyes, “I don’t think I can lie to you.”
Your hand found its way to his on the railing, “Why didn’t you just tell me you big goof? Dian has been teasing me about your feelings for weeks now.”
Adam half looked at you, no clue where you were going with this, “Then why didn’t you do anything.”
“I just couldn’t tell if you were just my best friend or if she was telling the truth.”
Adam let out a watery laugh, “I asked you to move across the universe for me.”
You nodded, smiling contentedly at him, “Well I suppose it’s my turn then to ask something of you.”
Adam’s heart rattled in his chest hopefully.
“Would you want to get dinner sometime?”
Adam looked over at you, grinning and feeling like he had just won the lottery, “Only if you sleep over with me afterwords.”
