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I’ve been working on this for a while, and I legit love this. I think this is my favorite thing I’ve written, at least at the moment. This was heavily inspired by the amazing conversations and commissions I’ve had with @mormoc. May loves paying attention to emotions and expressions, and it’s always absolutely breathtaking in their work. You can read their faces like a book. I kinda wanted to try digging deep and looking at my own OC’s emotions and why Tyler and Ashe are so in love. Please read this if you have the time, it would mean the world to me.

P.S. A sickening amount of fluff ahead.

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Tyler really loved his girlfriend.

He wasn't exactly sure when he had come to notice and adore so many things about Ashe, but the more he thought about it, the more he fell for her. She had his heart in her grasp, and he'd never dream of setting it free.

It was honestly the little things about her.

The way she practically woke up singing, in a good mood almost instantly after waking up. Tyler was always a bit... slower to get moving in the morning, but more often than not he saw her getting ready in the morning, humming a happy tune as she always made sure to stop by and say good morning to him. When Tyler had an obligation that required him to wake up early, Ashe was more reliable than his alarm clock. She'd always be there to make sure he got up and moving on time. Sometimes with a surprise wake up by jumping on his bed, sometimes a gentle shake with a warm smile and a bagel for breakfast. He never knew what to expect, but she always managed to start his day off with a smile.

It was also the way she seemed to just pull people towards her. Tyler often found himself tagging along with her throughout the day, letting her lead him where her whims lead her. That meant he was usually there as she met with friends, said hi to other residents of their base, or was striking up a random conversation with a store clerk. Conversation flowed easily to her, and any strangers she met usually became her friends quickly. It was awe-inspiring watching her bring a smile to other's faces so easily. He could always count on her to bring people closer. But despite all of her conversations, and bonds with seemingly so many people, Tyler never felt left out. She always kept him in the loop of the conversation, seamlessly keeping him interested and engaged, even when the topic was a bit out of his usual realm of interest.

Tyler was pretty sure he'd never find a sight he enjoyed more than her smile. Well, her happy smile he should say. He had learned over time that Ashe had multiple smiles, and it had taken him a while to learn the difference. There was the bright, chirpy smile she got whenever she saw one of her sisters, or a friend she hadn't talked to in a while. One that seem to light up the room just a bit, and make his heart skip a few beats. There was also the cocky grin she got when she was in a competition that was intense. He could tell she loved the thrill of competition, win or lose. Her grin never failed to start his own competitive nerve, always egging him on.

She also had what he called her “proud” grin. Picking up a few habits from Ami, Ashe could be a bit mothering at times. She was always watching the progress of the younger members, offering them praise when she could. Whenever one managed to do something new, the same proud-mother smile would creep on her face. It was one she had given him a few times before. It would fill his chest with warmth without fail, and give him the confidence to know he could do it again.

Unfortunately, she also had her “Fake” smile. One that he always saw her plaster on her face when she was tired, but still engaging with someone. Most people probably couldn't tell, he certainly couldn't for a while, but it was there. Her dimple didn't rest in the same place, her shoulders slouched ever so slightly, and her eyes drifted more. It was the smile she wore when she clearly didn't want to engage with people any more, whether she was tired, annoyed, sad, or just not in the mood. That smile usually set him on edge, and more often than not he found himself intervening before he realized what he was doing. An excuse here, an apology there, and he'd usually find a way to free Ashe. Anything to get that horrible smile off her face. Strangely enough though, he never saw that smile directed at him. He always waited to see it, waiting for the sign to back off, but it never comes.

In fact, there was one last smile he would say she had. Ami had nicknamed it her “Tyler” smile one day while teasing them. It was a smile just for him. He wasn't sure why, but it always felt so warm. As if the temperature of the room went up a degree or two. It usually left him blushing, and cursing his over-excited heart. It usually was followed up by a hug, a hand-hold, or some physical contact. A kiss if he was lucky. He never could quite figure out what he did that could cause it, but it always feels like one of his greatest achievements when he earns one.

Of course, Ashe wasn't always just smiles. There were plenty of times where her other emotions showed through.

Ashe was pretty good about brushing off insults, rude or inappropriate remarks, or just misfortune in general. But whenever one of her friends was insulted, that's when Tyler would see her angry side come out. Ashe was always the first person to jump to the aid of someone being picked on, or was in trouble. Sometimes a little too eager, she could be known to make the situation worse from time to time by escalating things. Particularly when she was sticking up for him, he noticed. Maybe not the best habit, but Tyler would always be by her side to help her out no matter how things turned out.

A much rarer side of her was the few times he saw her sad. It was rare, thankfully, but he knew she got sad just like every other person. Usually when he noticed her mood dropping, he'd find her fluttering off somewhere else, talking to someone or helping on some task, desperately looking for a distraction. He knew she wasn't too fond of facing it directly, so Tyler always made sure to have a task or two in the back of his mind if he needed to come up with a quick distraction for her. He'd be there for her when she needed to face it on her own time, till then he'd do anything to keep the frowns from her face.

Of course, some situations are just too heavy to distract from. He had learned that when Ashe was truly sad, feeling guilty, or remorseful, she got a little clingy. Not that Tyler minded, at all. He was usually pretty fond of physical contact, and even if he wasn't, he enjoyed being there for Ashe. He seemed to the be on the only one she wanted to be around if she was on the verge of tears. All it take would be one look, and he'd let her lead him away. Then he'd just hold her till she could put herself back together. She was never one to stay down for long anyway.

Beyond that, her little habits seemed almost unfairly endearing to him.

The way she couldn't quite sit still when watching a UFC or boxing match. The way he'd always find her in the training gym after they watched a match, or went to a sport's game. Ashe seemed to thrive off the energy of others and was never content just watching others play. She also seemed to have too much energy to keep it all to herself, always grabbing his arm and shaking it while she explained how amazing that play was, or how they needed to spar after this.

Ashe always took her actually training very seriously, Tyler had quickly learned. While she wasn't against joking around, and making sure to keep smiles on everyone's faces while they fought, when it came down to it, her level of focus was intense. She would learn quickly, and would always be moving forward. There was like a switch in her, where her playful smiles slipped aside and the well trained warrior would appear. There was no one Tyler respected more, and the hard work she showed was what kept him moving forward in his own training. He couldn't fall any farther behind her.

Despite her focus, she was always there for him when he was training. Always ready with a pointer, Ashe was right there with him, offering suggestions in a friendly, yet instructive way. Rather than just standing off to the side, telling him to drop his shoulder while punching, Ashe would be showing him how to do it, doing the repetitions right along side him.

Tyler was always amazed with how well she knew his training habits. Whenever he felt himself starting to get frustrated, Ashe always had a new plan, a new exercise to shake things up and help him blow off steam. Or a well timed joke, or quick kiss to help cool him off and keep practice moving forward.

Though, Tyler did have to admit Ashe could be a bit... defensive when it came to his training. She was a harsh critic when anyone other than Michael, Ali or Ami tried to teach him. Once or twice he had to convince her that the other person was only trying to help, even if they disagreed on how he should learn.

After practice, at some point they had fallen into the routine of relaxing on the couch after they both showered. Ashe would always be at his side, practically slithering under his arm if he didn't raise it, letting out a content hum as she rested against him, letting the adrenaline leave their system.

Before she would fully relax though, he always saw her studying him with her intense blue eyes, as if reading his condition. He didn't even have to say anything, she always seemed to be able to figure out if there was even a mild inconvenience and fix it. Whether it was a small snack, some water, or just a gentle hand through his hair and some soft encouragement, Tyler always found himself blissfully relaxed after training before Ashe seemed to relax herself and be content with cuddling with him for a while.

The was just one example of how much Tyler had realized Ashe knew him better than he knew himself. They had only known each other for just under a year at this point, but she had already figured him out completely. Whenever he felt his mood sinking, and a bad day coming on, Ashe would practically materialize in his arms, hugging him tightly, staying close to his side until he felt a good mood rising within himself.

If he was late heading down to dinner, or getting back from training, he always had a plate waiting for him. Ashe would always have dished up just enough food for him, exactly what he would have gotten if he had done it himself.

On cold days, he'd leave the shower in the morning to find Ashe leaning against the railing waiting for him, sipping on her own coffee while she handed him a hot chocolate she had grabbed from the nearby Starbucks. Now the cold never bothered Tyler too much, rather Ashe wasn't fond of it much herself. Ashe always made a point to have a spot on the couch reserved for him, so they could snuggle up to share warmth, one of Tyler's favorite things. It could relieve the stress of any day.

In his downtime when Tyler would wander over to the grand piano, it never took long to feel Ashe's familiar presence sit on the bench next to him, either softly singing along with his notes, or just being a patient audience for him. She knew he missed being able to play for the others in the band room, and playing the piano alone just felt lonely at times.

Ashe always seemed to be watching him, learning about him, being there for him before he even knew he needed help. Ashe felt like another part of him that he never knew he had, and couldn't imagine losing.

So yeah, Tyler was pretty in love with his girlfriend.

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Ashe really loved her boyfriend.

When she was given the order to seek him out and recruit him into the group, she had no idea what to expect. Secretly, she had been hoping to find a new friend out there. Never had she expected to fall in love with them, and find someone who she believed to be her partner in life. Just thinking about how funny life could be like that brought a smile to her face.

There were plenty of things about the boy that had enthralled her heart, but the more she thought about it the more the little things seemed to be what came to mind.

It wasn't a secret that Tyler was a little grumpy in the morning. Most had learned quickly that it was smarter not to mess with him in the morning. But Ashe found his tired smile too adorable to miss though. His momentary frown always was replaced with a lopsided smile when he saw her, as if he was too tired to properly smile. On the rare days where she decided to sleep in, she almost always awoke to a worried looking Tyler, looking at her with an adorable concerned look as if he couldn't decide to let her sleep, or wake her up to make sure she didn't miss the day. Deep down she was moved by the fact that Tyler only seemed to be okay with getting up early if she asked.

One of the other things that drew her to Tyler was his presence. Much to her annoyance, many saw Tyler as someone “cold-hearted”. As if his reserved, quiet nature was due to a lack of interest in others or a feeling of superiority. Ashe knew that couldn't be farther from the truth. She had quickly learned just how much he cared about others. From his open body language, to the fact he always seemed to recall conversations, he always was actively listening even if his own contributions were unfortunately brief. While she could easily have conversations with anyone throughout the day, Tyler always seemed to be the one to remember a promise she made, or plans they had decided on. He gently reminded her, always keeping her on track.

Ashe could practically see the battle always going on within him. His fears of bringing too much attention to himself and speaking freely around most people, and his desire to connect with others. It would usually take a little provoking, an invitation to speak here and there, but she could usually get Tyler talking. His words were always honest and warm, generally carrying more weight than the lightweight words tossed around haphazardly so often.

That was why she loved speaking to him, and just being around him so much. His presence brought her a blissful calm most of the time. Her life was usually a fun storm of chaos. Fights were always breaking out, tons of people to talk to each day, everyone ready to jump into battle in a moment's notice. But despite it all, Tyler was always there like the eye of the storm. A calm, reassuring foundation for her. Whenever she felt things slipping from her control, or herself starting to get flustered, he was always at her side, patiently waiting with her and being her solid rock to anchor herself to. She never knew how much she had needed that until she met him. It felt like weights had been lifted from her shoulders, like she could afford to actually relax around him and slow down. Seeing his patient smile was like a snowy winter morning, where the world seemed to stop and rest for just a moment.

Of course, it wasn't like Tyler was always a calm, patient boyfriend. He could be just as riled up as anyone else, and Ashe lived to see moments where his facade broke.

She loved seeing his different smiles. She knew many people weren't aware of the difference, they probably didn't as much time happily just staring at his face like she did, but they were there for sure.

There was Tyler's usual subdued smile. As if he was incredibly happy, but it was a secret. As if he was scared to show the world that he was extremely happy, and the only evidence was a small smile that masked his true joy. Of course Ashe would prefer to have him always feel free to express himself, but she had learned it just wasn't in his nature. She had learned to appreciate the fact that his subtle way was just him being himself, just her boyfriend being “Tyler.”

On rarer occasions, he could get swept up by the moment and really show his true smile. When his walls fell away and he would laugh and smile unrestrained. These moments were usually in private. Her first sighting of this had been when she had first met him, hanging out with his closest friends Bianaca and Tommy. It was like he was a different person, completely open and free. Slowly but surely he began to show that smile around just her as well, then around Ami and Ali.

That smile was toxic to her, it was unfairly contagious. She felt a little love drunk every time she saw it, finding it physically impossible for her not to be swept up in the joy he felt. She always would do whatever she could to earn one of those smiles from him.

Ashe had also come to find solace in what she called his “peaceful smile.” It was one of those smiles he got when he seemed to be in his own little world. Ashe was never quite sure how he managed it. He could find a sense of calm regardless of the situation around him. Ashe was too empathetic for that. The more people around her, the more she was swayed by the emotions of the room. Tyler, however, seemed to always be on his own. His internal feelings were like an isolated island. She could vividly recall seeing him during one of the celebrations the base held. After a particularly long, but successful mission Ami had thrown a small party. There was food, music and games being played. Ashe had been having a blast of course, bouncing from event to event, greeting her friends and just checking in on everyone. Surprised to have found that Tyler wasn't at her side for once, she went looking for him. When she finally found him, she was a little stunned. He was sitting off to the edge of the room, looking out the window with one of his peaceful smiles. A sight that felt truly out of place in a crowded room with blaring dance music.

She had learned that Tyler was staring at a bird on a branch outside the window. Apparently it had landed there and was assembling a nest for itself. Tyler, curious as ever, had been fascinated by seeing it assembling all the different sticks together. Having crossed the room, Ashe had sat in his lap, feeling his arms instantly reach out and wrap around her waist as he managed to pull his eyes away from the bird after a moment. “I wonder how many eggs it will lay.” He had remarked idly, before looking back out the window, his hand absent-mindedly drumming on her leg.

Ashe had practically felt her pulse slow as she sat there, looking at the nest with him. Even in the vibrant atmosphere, he had managed to help her find peace and enjoy such a simple moment. Of course, it didn't last for too long and eventually they had been spotted and soon enough Ashe was swept up in the mood of the party, dragging Tyler along with her as she was determined to also make sure he had some fun with the rest.

Unfortunately, not all of Tyler's smiles were pleasant ones that made her heart swell. There were also ones that made her heart hurt, and the embers of anger in her flare up. Tyler also had his fake smile. Never one to complain, she had learned to see when Tyler would just grin and bear it. Hiding behind a smile, he would stay strong no matter what misfortune would befall him. Brushing off inconveniences, hurtful remarks, or jokes that struck a soft spot, his smile would shift ever so slightly, his eyes would darken, and she'd see his body language close up. That smile always set her off internally, ready to burn the cause of his sadness to a crisp if she could. Ashe hated seeing him “tough it out”, a habit he was forced to do most of his life after losing his parents. More than once, Ashe found herself intervening when she saw that smile, resolving the situation or removing Tyler from it. Then she always made it her mission to find a way to restore his usual soft smile. Luckily though, Ashe never found him wearing that fake smile when it was just them. Somehow, she had earned his trust enough that in those rare moments, she would see his honest sadness. He would let down his walls, come to her for comfort, and lean on her when he couldn't be strong enough. It was an incredible honor to Ashe, and she vowed to always be there for him. Tyler was her rock, keeping her anchored when she needed support, and come Hell or high water, she would be there for him as well.

Finally, there was one last smile she would confess he had. Something her sisters had oh-so-annoyingly dubbed his “Ashe smile”. It was also coincidentally hands down her favorite one. It a smile that she only saw when it was the two of them. It was warm, it was patient, and it was just Tyler. It always made a blush creep on her face, and had a habit of derailing whatever train of thought she was having. She also had no idea what would prompt it from him, to her mild annoyance. It would come at seemingly random times, whether they had just finished training, or were curled up watching a movie, or even when she woke him up in the morning sometimes. It just occasionally graced her with it's presence. It also usually ended up with her in his arms, or a brief kiss. Some physical contact she found she increasingly craved.

Tyler wasn't always soft, well hidden smiles though. He experienced all the normal emotions people did, and not all of them were good unfortunately. Ashe was constantly impressed with Tyler's patience. He was normally able to whether hardships, insults, or just awful situations in general. She'd see him pout, his shoulders droop ever so slightly, but he'd emerge back on the other side back to normal.

The rare times though, were when she saw him get angry. They were few and far between, thankfully, but they happened. Now it was one thing to get angry in a fight, most people are pretty angry when you're fighting each other for your life. But seeing Tyler upset in his normal life upset her. A lot. It also intimidated her a bit.

Tyler would fall eerily silent. He'd completely stop talking, and his eyes would narrow. She'd see his shoulders tense, as if he was ready to spring at a moment's notice. Just seeing him get like this usually set Ashe off. Her fuse was definitely shorter than his, and she didn't have a problem standing up for Tyler. Except usually, she had to play the moderator and drag Tyler away from the situation to have him cool off. It had only happened once or twice, usually when someone had insulted her, or his family, but when he was finally set off, it was bad. His normal controlled tone would be replaced with angry shouting, and his body language got much more aggressive. She knew he was still too kind hearted, even in the throws of anger, to hit anyone but that doesn't mean he didn't look like he was about to. It was usually enough to provoke the other party into throwing a punch, and things would devolve from there. Now Ashe would always have his side in a fight, but she was pretty good about keeping him cooled off, the same way he would for her.

Luckily though, those situations were extremely rare. Angry Tyler meant pissed off Ashe, and no one won in that situation. No, the more common problem she'd help her boyfriend with would be the days where his mood is sadder.

Now, he was normally pretty content in life she had learned. Not too sad most of the time, but he is only human so occasionally she would find her boyfriend moping. Or at least, pretending like he isn't moping. She'd see the fake smile he'd force onto his face, the way he'd fall a little quieter in conversations. Ashe had also learned that he tended to move towards the piano when sad, and she'd find him playing somber tunes alone. At least, at first. Since they had started dating, he had began to trust her a little more, and be more open about his emotions. Ashe couldn't properly explain how honored she felt the first time she had seen him approach her, arms shyly open for a hug as he muttered something about missing his family.

Ashe had quickly wrapped him up in a tight hug, pulled him onto the couch, and played with his hair until he had started telling her about some of his memories of his family. Ashe understood, and admired, how strong her boyfriend usually was. Shouldering the struggles and frustrations by himself, and she was all too willing to be there for him when he needed help. Ashe certainly knew she had come crying, sometimes literally, to him before and found comfort. She only hoped she could help him as much as he helped her. Though, judging by the smile he usually had by the time they were done cuddling and talking, she thinks she manages to.

Thankfully though, those moments are few and far between. Most of her memories with her boyfriend are wonderful happy memories that serve to fan the flame in her chest. Even when they weren't comforting each other, or cuddling on a couch, Ashe found herself absolutely smitten with his personal quirks.

Shortly after they started living in the same base, Ashe had began to see just how curious Tyler was behind his well maintained composure. She would notice something would catch his interest, and he'd be drawn to it like a moth to a flame. He'd never let anyone know directly, but she would catch him slipping questions about it into conversations when he could, studying it, even reading about it. Whenever he met another celestial with new powers, she could see his wide-eyed child like appreciation for them. More than once she had caught him mouthing “cool” to himself. It was beyond adorable to her. Subtly, to avoid embarrassing him, she had began to help him out when she found his curiosity peaked. Doing her best to feed the inner child in him that loved to explore.

Beyond just being fascinated by new powers, Ashe was thoroughly impressed with the devotion Tyler had to improving himself. When it came to working out and training, Tyler was one of the hardest workers she knew. And that was saying something. He never complained, and listened to advice. It was a bit strange, and worrying, at times seeing how hard he worked while training. More than once they would finish a long and intense training session, and Ashe would see Tyler collapse on the way to the showers, having pushed himself too hard.

Ashe knew he hated being a burden, and usually hated complaining. Which meant he would end up stubbornly pushing himself too far. After the second time, Ashe had confronted him about it head on, making him promise to be more vocal about his limits, reassuring him that she didn't see him as annoying for complaining or the like, and he had gotten better about it. Ashe had also gotten in the habit of watching him a little closer, looking for any sign of fatigue. Most of the time though, she just saw Tyler doing his best in training, patiently practicing over and over again. Even after others would leave, she would find him doing the same drills over and over again without complaint. She knew how strong he had gotten in such a short amount of time wasn't due to natural talent, or some innate ability. It was all the blood, sweat, and tears she had seen him shed in effort. It was almost contagious to her. She could clearly remember moments where they'd both be be taking a break, drenched in sweat and ready to call it quits when they'd share a look, and Tyler's challenging smirk would seemingly wash away the fatigue in her body, and she just knew she could find the strength for another repetition.

Some nights though, Tyler would be off practicing with someone else, or getting some extra practice in while she took the chance to rest. Almost without fail, he'd come wandering through the house freshly showered and looking for her. When he found her, silently he stumble his way over to her, collapsing onto the couch or bed next to her and just lay next to her, resting his head on her lap and closing his eyes. Sometimes he'd even doze off right away. It was too much like a puppy, Ashe found it utterly adorable. Completely content, she'd simply pet his hair and let him catch on the rest she knew he needed. Though more than once she'd find her legs going numb after having a sleeping boy on them for so long.

Ashe was also learning just how well Tyler seemed to know her. The only other people who had picked up on her habits were her adoptive sisters, and they had quite literally raised her. But it always caught her off guard just how quickly Tyler seemed to learn. It always started with the little things.

Ashe was aware that she had the habit of getting so wrapped up in conversations, that she'd forget to eat. Whenever the conversation died down, she'd suddenly find her stomach angrily rumbling in protest and she'd have to scamper off to find food. At least, before she did. Now Tyler always seemed to slip away during a conversation, and return quietly with some snacks he got from Ami for everyone.

Whenever she got too heated in a competition, she'd always find a reassuring smile on his face. One that both told her take a deep breath and that he was on her side.

On the other end of the spectrum, he also knew when she was too antsy. If her live became too quiet for too long, she often found herself restless. Before she even knew she was getting restless though, Tyler would be challenging her to something. A sparring match, basketball, even just a quick “I bet I can bake better cookies than you.” Something to rev her up and soon the day would be lost to their petty, but cherished competitions.

During the rare times they were sent away separately on missions, she could always count on his smiling face to be the first thing to greet her when she returned home, and a warm hug waiting for her.

Other times it was a much more simple gesture. A second hot drink ordered for her at a cafe before she even realized what she wanted, always correctly chosen. A plate with two warm bagels in the morning for them, and two glasses of iced tea poured. Her chair pulled out when she approached the table with both hands full of food. The occasional small gift found waiting on her bed, along with a slightly rambling card explaining how it reminded him of her, and Ami had helped pick it out, and he hoped it was okay, and not too weird.

Ashe hadn't told him yet, but one of her most cherished collections was her little stash of his awkward notes he left her with gifts.

All in all, Ashe really couldn't pinpoint what exactly about Tyler had her heart so completely sworn to him. From his perfectly complementary personality, to his subtle quirks, to his attention to her, and genuine care and concern. It all swept Ashe away. Their relationship was the one thing in her life that was truly hers and his alone, and she wouldn't let anything tear it away from them.

So yeah, Ashe was pretty in love with her boyfriend.

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