hellow ∩^ω^∩
if you feel comfortable with it, could you write an anton x gn!reader (fluff and for the length it’s up to you) in which reader is sad and overwhelmed when she comes home so anton take care of them (skincare, reassuring, eating a bit and then go to sleep)? (*´ー`*)
this has come to me during the rise and realize ep 92 (macau) where shotaro’s being hugged by anton at the end (https://youtu.be/zshzUlTWia4?is=mao_CVThbjIPcqEt)
yep, that is all, have a great day/night
bybyyye (^з^)-☆
such a cute request anon ily
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Today had been too much.
Usually, you tried your best to have a positive attitude, you weren’t necessarily a pessimist, but optimism did not come easily after the day you had. Today had really done you in. Every minor inconvenience led to another big inconvenience, and now as you approach your front door, jeans torn, and top stained with coffee, you can feel hot tears starting to fill your eyes.
You knew Anton would be worried when you opened the door, but you had been on the verge of crying since 10am and the privacy of your house was all you needed to start breaking down and taking your mask off.
The lights are off when you walk through the door, and the entrance is quiet and smells like home. Like Anton. You feel the warm tears trail down your cheeks and neck as you silently take your heavy coat and shoes off, hanging your bag on the hook, and tossing your keys in the bowl at the door.
“Hey...” The voice muffled into your hair was soothing, not as soothing as the arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you into the familiar warmth of your boyfriend’s broad chest. His hand gently moves up to tilt your chin up and wipe away a tear rolling down your cheek. You don’t know why you feel guilty for crying in front of him right now, but there’s something too vulnerable about it. “I’m sorry...” Your voice is quiet, nearly a whisper.
“Shhh, no, it’s okay don’t apologize. Not for this.” Anton pulls you into a tight hug and cradles your head to his chest. His fingers gently brushing through your hair and down your back.
...
After Anton had made you a quick dinner and watched an episode of your favorite show, he turns the TV off and turns to you with a small reassuring smile. “Wanna talk about it or head to bed?” You look at the wall clock, it’s only 8pm, but the day was too overwhelming, and you could use a little extra sleep. “Let’s go to bed...”
Anton lets you lead the way to the bedroom, staying a comfortable distance behind and not pushing to know what happened. Anton was the perfect person to have a bad day around. He had a way of sitting with you in whatever had gone wrong instead of trying to force you out of it. He was quiet and understanding, wanting to let you feel all your feelings before working through them and attempting to fix things.
“Get into your pajamas, I’ll be right back.” He says softly while walking past the bedroom towards the bathroom. You slip into a pair of fuzzy pajama pants and one of his hoodies then climb into bed. You’re too tired to wipe off your makeup right now even though you’ll regret it tomorrow.
“Don’t fall asleep just yet...” Anton’s soft whisper and dip in the mattress interrupts your near slumber and you open your eyes to see him with makeup wipes and moisturizer. “You can close your eyes again.” He gently wipes the makeup and tears from your face while softly whispering praises to you.
“You did so good today, tried so hard and did so well. Tomorrow will be better and if it’s not, we’re in this together, yeah?”
















