Wouldn't mind a h/c for Bill with a kuudere herbivore (petite) reader? Whatever species is fine, I imagine they'll always blow off his flirts and hitting on them, but once he gets to know them, I'm pretty sure they're sweet towards him... u///u
A Kuudere (クーデレ), sometimes written as Kūdere or just Kudere, refers to a character who is often cold, blunt, and cynical. They may seem very emotionless and stoic on the outside, but on the inside they're very caring, at least when it comes to the ones they love.
Sorry this took so long!
Bill has a bit of an ego, so when he flirts with you initially, he doesn’t expect to get such a cold response? It was a joke at first, but now it’s a challenge.
Honestly it’s almost impressive how fast you put him on ice when he keeps trying to pursue you.
If it had been anyone else, maybe he would have given up but, he just can’t
He likes you, and even though you’re cold and cynical. Maybe it’s just his ego, and not being able to take rejection, but Bill is sure there’s more to you. Maybe it’s because you’re sort of like a feline. You keep your distance and you don’t just let anyone hang around you.
His ego does takes a bit of a hit every time you reject him, and every time you point out how foolish he can get. Eventually, he begins to try and avoid you, but part of him really wants your approval. His avoiding you lasts maybe only a month, before he comes back again. He doesn’t understand why. How can someone so small, so helpless, make him feel so dejected and weak?
It’s like a moth to a flame kind of deal. You keep shutting him out, but he’s that stray cat that doesn’t leave the doorstep. Maybe if he sticks around, you’ll open up more?
It comes to a head after the play goes wrong, and Bill feels humiliated after. Sure, Louis pulls it off and it comes off like it was all planned out, but it wasn’t. Bill feels defeated.
“Hey,” You walk up, voice calm and collected. Bill is sitting in the, now empty, drama room.
“Hey,” He gives you a quick glance with his non-blackened eye, but it quickly goes back to the costume the crew had made for him. His shoulders were slumped, and his fingers ran over the fabric. You walked over. Even with him sitting on a bench, he was still a good head or so taller than you. Your hand holds out a cold pack.
“For your eye,” He looks over at your again. That black eye looked like it smarted. Bill, hesitated before taking it and putting it over his eye.
“Thanks...Some Adler huh?” He tried to give a weak laugh, but it wasn’t good enough to cover up the hurt. “This was...supposed to be my shot. I was going to be the lead, show them Carnivores could handle the spot light,” He droned off. He couldn’t finish what he was saying.
“You didn’t let them down Bill,” The cold and cut edge your voice usually had softened. You rested your small hand on his shoulder in an attempt to ease his stress.
“What do you know? You’re an herbivore. I bet you’re glad it was a mess up there. Made Louis look good...” He weakly tried to shrug off your hand, but you just gripped his shoulder and kept it on.
“I’m not. I thought you were good, until Legoshi lost it. You were always good in rehearsal,” Your voice was soft and, his head snapped your direction brows raised.
“Yeah?” He almost seemed hopeful.
“Yeah. It’s a shame no one else got to see the whole thing,” You finally folded your hands in front of you. A silence fell between you two, only broken by the droplets of water from the melting icepack hitting the bench beside Bill.
“Why’re you being so nice to me?” Bill lowered the ice pack. His eye still looked nasty, but it was better than it had been. At least the swelling was a little down. He juggled it a bit before putting it back over his eye.
“Because I like you, why else would I be nice to you?” You spoke like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“You never seem like you like me. You shoot me down every time I try and talk with you-”
“Flirt,” You quickly corrected him.
“Flirt-, yeah. So why are you being so nice to me now?” He turns a little to face you, setting the ice pack down so he can turn to look at you. He folds his costume carefully in his lap. You both silently know he probably wouldn’t be wearing it again, but it’d be cruel to point that out now.
“Like I said, I like you. I just don’t like being flirted with in public, or having a big scene around me. I also don’t like when you make fool of yourself to keep up whatever...front? It is you’re trying to keep up. You could always try, you know, talking to me too. That’d be nice,” You step back a little, arms crossing. He was a little dumbfounded. Despite your tone, you didn’t seem made. You were just pointing out facts.
“Oh..I guess I could do that,” You walked forward again motioning for him to move the ice pack so you could check his eye. Yeah, it improved a little more.
“I’ll go get you another ice pack-”
“Wait-! Before you go, do you want something from the vending machines?” He set aside his costume, and stood. You smiled.
“That would be really nice of you Bill. I like (this drink),” He grinned, seeming to gain some of his usual spunk.
I made a quick prototype eyepatch for funsies (I'll probably change it because it looks silly) but the lighting was so sinister I had to run with it . XD
