Xyx’s hair tickled the base of your neck, his arms slithering around your waist and gripping like a vice. “I think the odds are in my favor today.”
You refused to acknowledge him for the time being. You’d asked the receptionist at the hotel you were staying very politely that you needed two beds, and here you were. In his arms. Which was nice, you loved him and he loved you and he was really warm, but it would be even nicer if he wasn’t being such a smug asshole about all of this. “This is only something that happens in bad fanfiction.”
“Oh, don’t act like that doll. You love me.”
You covered up the fond smile that was growing on your face by rolling your eyes. “Some days. Now I’m wondering why we’re even together.”
"So what I'm hearing is," he grabs your jaw with gentle fingers and places kisses where your jaw and neck meet, more smile than lips. "You admit that you love me? That you're sooo obsessed with me?"
"Oh my god," You feel laughter bubbling up in your throat and the faux scowl that once covered your face has been replaced with something more genuine. "You suck."
You feel Xyx's teeth against your skin. "And you're in love with me. What does that make you?"
"A fool."
He hums, closing his eyes and chuckling. His smirk is nothing but mischievous, you don't dare to trust him. "I was going for mental, or deranged even, but sure."
"I'm gonna punch you." You roll your eyes again and make an attempt to move your hands, but they're pinned to the side of your head before you can even go that far.
Xyx's eyes are now open and cunning. Like a devil, you think. Like a really pretty devil. "With what hands?"
Your guard is let down and you barely notice him leaning towards your face, pressing angel-like kisses all over your face. You sigh. "You suck."
"You've said that before. Are you just so in love with me you can't think right now?"
You kick him in the shin and give him a quick kiss to his lips. "Don't push it too much."
Xyx laughs and you swear to everything that is righteous and holy that it's the most beautiful thing you've ever heard. Your limbs are entangled and you could swear you hated him a minute ago, but when he's this pretty you forget why.
You push a strand of hair away from his eyes and he leans into your touch, kissing your palm softly. His laughter starts up again and his demonic smile returns. "Eww. You're being cringe right now."
You shove him off the bed. You remembered why you hate him.
Prompt: A scenario where xyx’s partner manages to out flirt them.
Word count: 500
Warning: None just disgustingly sweet maple syrupy lovely fluff.
It all started with your amusement park visit last weekend when he kissed you on the highest rollercoaster. Not only were you overwhelmed by the height you were at, but you were also a blushing mess. When you got off the roller coaster, all you could see was his smug grin looking back at you. He was pleased with himself knowing the reaction he could get out of you. That was the last straw, you thought to yourself. You had to get back at him for his teasing and for your dignity as well. You had even the playing field.
On a late Friday night, you were watching a space documentary. You had both left work early and were now relaxing on the sofa. You leaned into him, his hand on your shoulder. You were babbling about how many earths could fit inside Jupiter. He always found it endearing to hear you ramble. It was adorable to him. But you knew better; it was all part of your plan.
"About 1300 earth would be required to fit in Jupiter." You said this while intently studying him.
"Is that so, doll?" he hums back, a lazy smile on his face.
“but do you know how I can fit the entire world in my hands?” You said looking smug.
That question piqued his interest; how could that be? Is this one of your science facts, he wondered. "What exactly do you mean? "How is that possible?" he questioned, his gaze fixed on you.
You couldn't help but grin as you cupped his face in your hand.
“there. I have my entire world in my hands, now” You said pleased with yourself as you see his ears turn red.
“D-d-oll .. I-” He was stuttering over his words, you had caught him completely off guard. He laughed and tried to hide behind his hands, hoping you wouldn't notice how flustered you had him.
“Oh my, it looks like I have competition now,” He said trying to look away, he couldn't show his face to you, it would be completely red by now.
But you pulled his collar and forced him to look into your eyes.
“Now, don't shy away. Let me see your face, cutie.” You said with a playful glint and smirk.
That flustered him more, and a deep shade of red set on his face. He is completely melted. He giggles quietly while giving you a forehead kiss and looks back at you.
“Is this view good enough for you, doll?” He said with affection lingering in his eyes.
Person B won't let Person A get out of bed by cuddling them.
"No" xyx says as he clutches mc's clothes tightly
"Xyx i have to go to work please let go" mc says as he tries to push themselves off their shared bed, xyx only shakes his head as he burries his head deeper into mc's back
"Xyx" mc whines and soon cat now joined both of you on the bed
"No" he just says tiredly but that doesnt fool mc considering how tightly xyx is holding them and not letting them go to their work
Read next part if u want angst if u dont just skip it and go to fluff
The beeping of his alarm woke him up he looks in his bed to see noone no mc no cat
He just stares at his ceillibg wondering what he couldve and would do to have them both with him now
But the harsh reality that he is now alone and by the looks of it that wwould be the case for a long time
He clutches his pillow tighly imagining, wishing for it to be mc
Angst done ne ways this is fluff ver
"Your boss sucks, just let me be your sugar daddy" xyx says with a very tired voice which makes mc think hes still very much in dream land, what he says makes mc laugh
"Xyx are you rlly awake?" Mc asks as he nudges xyx
"Hngg" xyx just replies with a groan which makes mc laugh and just not resist xyx cuddles anymore 'i mean he isnt wrong my boss does suck who says i cant be a few hours late'
A pair of arms wraps around your ribs and holds you tight. Xyx buries his head in your collarbones and takes a deep breath, breathing in your scent and your familiarity.
The rain's been coming down for a while, you assume, because his hair is wet and making you laugh softly as it glides up and down your neck. A hand reaches up to mess his hair up and he stops breathing entirely, for a moment at best, like your touch scared him to the core. You frowned at the thought and turned (to the best of your abilities) towards him. "Hi, love. Is everything alright?"
He doesn't reply and that's more of an answer than anything to you.
"Ah," you chuckle a bit and keep note of how his attention is purely focused on breathing in your scent and you wordlessly persuade him off of you, becoming face to face with him. "Rough day?"
Xyx sighs and runs a hand through his hair then proceeds to wipe his hand on his suits blazer. "Sorry, but I'd really rather not talking about it."
"That's alright too." You hum and grab his dryer hand, wiping your thumb over his knuckles and you barely see how his eyes go from mildly annoyed to something soft; relief or maybe a watered down version of joy. "Would... you like to join me in the bathroom?"
He stares at you for a second before processing a response, a voice that's barely there. As quiet as a willow tree and wavering ever so slightly, shaky almost. "Please."
His grip on you is almost bone crushing, like you'll leave him at any given moment, while yours is certain he'll stay. You guide him to the bathroom and close the door as he begins undressing. You help him with the little things, undoing his tie and unbuttoning the ends of his shirt. When he's bare in front of you, you press a kiss in the center on his tattoo and he just shivers.
He watches as you light a candle and make sure the water in the bathtub is a suitable temperature for him, and he furrows his eyebrows in confusion when he sees you only roll up your sleeves. "Are you not joining me?"
"No," You smile at him and gently help place him into the bathtub, kissing his cheeks and brushing hair out of his eyes. "I just wanted to help you relax, that's all."
"Oh."
Xyx sighs in contentment as you cup water into his water and massage shampoo on his scalp, and if you see tears in his eyes you don't comment on it and he doesn't recognize them. His heart beat feels like it's going insane, like he can't breathe properly with it pounding pounding pounding on his ribs. He's certain you can hear it.
Xyx once felt he was falling, someone unable to save like Icarus, and you caught him. He once believed he would never find someone who loved him again, he once believed he would spend the rest of life atoning for sins he does not remember committing and he found you instead. You bless him with your presence and for that, he's forever grateful.
You're humming and it's a song he knows you like, a song he's come to like because of you. He hums along with you and your humming becomes less of a modern tune and more of a hymn of laughter he finds himself addicted to.
You pour conditioner on his scalp and he relishes in the attention your fingers give him again, the sour look that was once previously on your face replaced with a smile.
You wash off the soap on once of your hands and hold one of his, the hand washing his hair becoming increasingly slower as time moved on. You two in the moment just felt timeless.
Xyx squeezes your hand and you squeeze back instantly, in sync. He kisses your knuckles and you kiss his, in sync. He leans over to kiss your head and you do the same, only wiping your mouth off afterwards. "I think I just got soap in my mouth."
He laughs and it's something beautiful and you smile because of him, and vice versa. He's only Xyx when he's with you.
You dry off his hair and brush it out for him, and you guide him to your shared bed and he follows you like a blind mouse. You say him down and kissed him softly, a tender moment that lingered for a second. He pouts and looks at you with doe eyes. "Doll, that was awful, you barely even kissed me. I think you need to try again."
A laughter escapes out of you and your fingers find his face once more that evening, pulling him closer to you. You kiss him again and again, like a broken record and he comes back, again and again. "You're so greedy. That's a deadly sin, you know."
Xyx smiles against your lips, finding the nape of your neck. You half-expected him to be looking at you with something devilish in his eyes, but you found nothing short of an angel sitting in front of you. "I'm well aware," He pulls your hand up to his lips again, kissing each knuckle separately. "And I would spend the rest of my afterlife in Hell if it means I got to be with you for as long as I can breathe."
