Also Sol, I'm here to request for your Event, if I may 🥰🙈 The dice is such an awesome idea 🥰♥️
May I please have a Rhya (Black Clover) fluff, roll 2 times for AU, 3 times for dialogue prompt and 1 time for trope, please? 💘🙈
I hope I got that right, sorry if it isn't right 😂😭 anyway happy writing! And feel free to ignore it if you don't feel like writing it 💓 also happy anniversary and happy birthday Sol darling 🥰♥️
A/N: Hello my lovely!! I hope you enjoy this! I apologize that it's so late :)
Rhya Fluff + Teacher AU! + My friends dared me to ask you out but you actually said yes + “You’re such a dork.”
The faculty lounge was largely empty, save for Rhya, the chemistry teacher, slumped over his desk snoring lightly. You stood in the doorway, sweaty hand clutching the strap of your bag tightly. You sighed quietly, cursing your fellow teacher friends for making you agree to this.
Making your way across the room you stopped at the sleeping man’s desk, heart pounding as you stood over him.
“What’s up Y/N?” He asked, voice gravelly from sleep.
“How did you know it was me?” You blinked, taken aback.
He sat up straighter and stretched, arms shaking as the muscles began to wake up. A finger pointed to the floor, “It was your shoes, they make a distinct sound. That’s how I knew it was you.”
“Oh.” You swallowed uncomfortably, suddenly feeling self conscious as you glanced at your shoes. Do they really make a specific noise?
“Well, did you need something? It’s unlike you to come into the faculty lounge this late.”
You tucked your hands behind your back, rocking on your heels.
“Um… well you see… You can totally say no, but I was wondering if you’d be interested in going out on a date with me?” You clasped your hands tightly together, half praying he’d say no and put you out of your misery.
Rhya stared at you for a long moment, if he was surprised he didn’t show it, instead he had the same bored expression he usually did.
You braced yourself for the impending apology.
“Sure. Tomorrow night sound good?”
You took a sharp breath, surprised by his answer, “Sure, that sounds great! I can meet you out front after work?”
He nodded, “Sounds good. See you tomorrow Y/N.”
“See you tomorrow Rhya.”
You tried not to listen to the sound of your shoes as you walked across the linoleum floor. As you paused in the doorway to risk one last glance into the room, you could have sworn you saw him smile.
-
Your phone landed on your bed with a thump, the ringing tinny as it rang on speakerphone.
“Hey there Y/N! What’s up? Got the hot goss?”
You rolled your eyes, “Would I be calling this late if I didn’t?”
Practically feeling Kasumi smiling on the other end of the line you relented,
“We’re going out tomorrow night.”
Kasumi gasped, “Oh my gosh! He really said yes? That’s so exciting! What are you going to wear? Where are you going? Eek! I’m so excited for you, you’ve had a crush on him for like, forever.”
You took a deep breath, Kasumi was always like this; her mind ran at about a hundred kilometers a minute, fast and incessantly making your life more interesting, sometimes, like tonight, more difficult.
“Yes, he said yes. I don’t know what I’m wearing or where we’re going. And it has not been forever! More like 2 months, if that.”
She tutted at you through the phone, “You know we all see the way you two looked at each other when he came into the lounge for the first time.”
You scrunched your nose at her even though she couldn’t see it, “Yeah, yeah, whatever. I just hope it goes well.”
Kasumi’s laugh was crackly through the speaker, grating on your already frayed nerves, “Don’t worry! It’ll be fine.” A brief pause, “Well, I’m exhausted, so I’ll catch you tomorrow ‘kay? I expect you to call me with all the juicy details afterwards.”
“Yeah, goodnight Kasumi.”
The call ended with a beep and you collapsed on your bed, her words echoing in your mind.
It’ll be fine.
-
You fussed over your appearance in the staff bathroom mirror. Did you look okay? Where were you going? Did Ryha say yes as a joke? Did he like you too?
The questions ran through your mind like a swarm of bees, a low hum that wouldn’t go away.
Finally, you decided that you could put it off no longer, you needed to go outside and face the man you’d asked out on a date.
He was standing by the school gate, a dress shirt and slacks with a blazer looked wonderful on him. He still had the same bored expression on his face, but it brightened slightly as you approached.
“Hey there, you ready? You look good by the way.”
Your cheeks grew hot at his words, “Yeah, I’m ready. You… look good too.”
He extended his elbow as a gesture for you to take it and you did, hooking your arm gently through the gap.
You walked down the street for a while, light from the street lamps illuminating the pools from the rain earlier in the day.
“So,” You said after a while, “Where are we going this fine evening?”
The corners of Rhya’s lips turned upward, “It’s a secret, but it’ll be great, I promise.”
Finally, you turned a corner and stopped outside a quaint looking restaurant; there wasn’t an obvious name anywhere on the establishment, but Rhya didn’t hesitate to open the door.
You walked inside and were greeted by a woman with pink hair, a flower crown placed lightly on her head.
“Hello! I have special seats reserved for you.”
“Thank you Fana.”
Rhya smiled thankfully, and you were led outside to a patio garden straight out of a fairytale. There were trellises covered in roses of all shades, bird baths and small fountains scattered around.
Fana led you down a stone path to a table in the center of the patio, lanterns hung around tossed delicate light over the space, lending to an atmosphere that felt ethereal.
There was a single tea light candle on the table, along with a single red rose in a vase.
Rhya pulled your chair out for you and you sat down, a menu soon placed in front of you.
Once Fana left you looked around, marvelling at the beautiful garden you were sitting in.
“Rhya, what is this place?”
“This is a little restaurant owned and operated by a few childhood friends of mine.”
Your mouth opened in a small ‘o’ as you looked around once more, seeing the setting in a whole new light.
-
The meal was enjoyable, Ryha was surprisingly good at making conversation once you got comfortable. By the time you were leaving the restaurant, you were grateful that your friends had made you go through this dare.
“Want to go on a walk before we head back to the school?” Rhya asked quietly once you were outside on the street.
You contemplated it, and decided that you weren’t ready for the magic of the night to end just yet. He gave you his arm to take once more and he led you down the city streets.
Wandering aimlessly you ended up in a square, there was a fountain in the center and a musician playing for patrons. It was a charming sight, the lights bathed the square in a soft light. Rhya cocked his head in a silent question and you nodded, making your way to the small crowd around the musician.
The musician’s assistant caught sight of you and smiled brightly, “Does the lovely couple want to dance?”
Both you and Rhya faltered, cheeks warm from being called out in front of a crowd and at the assumption that you were a couple. Rhya recovered quickly though and before you knew it he was extending a hand for you to dance with him.
He was surprisingly light on his feet, and dancing with him was easy. With several cheers from the crowd you danced to a few songs, hearts thrumming from the close contact.
-
Out of breath from dancing, you laughed and chatted on your way back to the school, hands barely brushing as you walked.
The parking lot was empty save for your cars. Your keys were in your hands but you were both still, not wanting to leave just yet.
Rhya caught your lingering gaze and you mustered up the courage to speak.
“Hey Rhya, would you maybe want to go out again?” You asked, hoping your voice didn’t betray just how hopeful you were.
“Yeah, I’d like that. I think we have a lot of chemistry.”
You smiled, then it dawned on you, “Rhya did you just--- did you just make a dad joke?”
He shrugged, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, “Maybe I did.”
You rolled your eyes, “Gosh, you’re such a dork.”
Rhya cocked his head, a mischievous glint in his eye, “Yeah, but I could be your dork.”
Giggling, you gave him a swift kiss on the cheek, “Yeah yeah, see you tomorrow. Text me when you get home safe.”
“You too Y/N.”
As you drove away, Rhya stared after your car, fingertips lingering on the spot you had kissed.
