Me and my friend @merenda-miranda did an art trade for Shiro’s birthday, and she colored my sketch so beautifully!! Check out her drawing, she’s awesome!
Drabble Challenge 29, 43, 62, 129, and 149. Shiro.
Pairing: Shiro/Reader
Warnings: Violence, unwanted flirting
149 We started with one and now we have seven. You have no chill.
43 Pick up lines only work when I am drunk
62 I warned you, he warned you, your mom freaking warned you
129 Well, you’re a prick
A/N: I had a ton of fun writing this but I am not going to attest to any quality that it holds. Also, I have no idea where the other Paladins are.
Who actually knew where you were. Some planet, in some galaxy, after trading some other crap for other crap that you should really sell for more since you were barely making any profit most days. All that mattered was this planet had some sort of dingy space bar.
Fixtures made out of some kind of metal were turning tarnished and green as they touched the ground. It wasn’t overly crowded, but definitely had some business. This planet was a fairly common pitstop for travelers. People from all sorts of galaxies seemed to be gathered here. It didn’t matter. You weren’t looking to do anything but get a drink and then go back to your ship.
The seats creaked as someone sat next to you and you rolled your eyes at the fact that with several seats in available on either side of you, they chose to sit right by you. You prepared yourself for the inevitable conversation.
“I need some directions.” The seemingly masculine voice sounded from next to you.
That was a reasonable request. You looked up at the gray skinned being next to you. Their blue hair braided out of their face, yellow eyes meeting yours. If you were in the mood you might even find them attractive. “I’m sorry. I’m not from around here.” you gave a small apologetic smile before turning back to spinning the straw from your drink around your fingers again.
“That’s fine. The directions to your place will do just as well.” You could see out of your peripheral vision the smirk that formed on their face as they leaned onto the counter.
Your eyes could have rolled out of your head they moved back so far. You could feel your body shift farther away in response. You just wanted this one night. Was that too much to ask?
“What’s wrong with you?” they prodded. “Don’t like me?”
You sighed and grabbed your drink, stepping down from your stool and started moving away to one of the tables nearby. “Pick up lines only work when I am drunk.” He seemed to have disappeared then and you sighed and sat down at the table rubbing the back of your neck and playing with the straw again.
You heard the thunk of the drinks hitting the table and knew what was happening almost immediately as you looked up. “Have a few drinks and we’ll try those lines again.” They had a smirk on their face as if they thought this was actually going to work.
You stood up. “Let’s make this even clearer. The answer is no. Leave me alone.” you turned to leave and felt a hand grab the back of your arm. You turned your head to look at them.
“Come on, one drink with me won’t hurt.” He gently pulled you towards the table again.
“Well you are a prick so I’m sure it would. Also, I’m with someone so-” You yanked your arm out of their grasp, hands balling into fists to get ready for his next refusal of rejection. Not that it got the chance to speak before a different hand wound its way over your fist. You went to pull away but it squeezed it slightly tighter for a second.
“Hey sweetheart, are they bothering you?” a voice sounded from above you. You looked up, his frame slightly taller than yours, and he winked before turning back to the other admirer of the evening. His slight smile faded as soon as he looked at them.
“You need to back off.” He took a small step in front of you, moving his white bangs out of his face as he tilted his head slightly to the side as if he was trying to understand the thing in front of him.
“She only had a problem when she knew you would be here.” The alien took a step forward.
That was your breaking point. You took a step forwards bending down slightly to use surprise in your favor. You grabbed its leg, the gravity on this planet taking over and bringing them to the ground. You put your knee on its back, grabbing is moderately scaly feeling hand and pinning its arm behind them. “I warned you. He warned. Even your mother freaking warned you. Next time when someone says no. Maybe you should listen.”
You weren’t sure who this was but apparently, they were important, either that or so many people were hyped up on space alcohol that a fight seemed like a good idea at any juncture. Someone was lifting you off of them and then there was a force, almost hot, knocking your head to the side. Adrenaline pumped through your veins, numbing whatever shiner you would be sporting the next morning.
Next thing you knew the person who hit you was on the ground, courtesy of the boy currently pretending to be your boyfriend. You were suddenly glad that you only had gotten the opportunity to have a few sips. Everyone else’s blows seemed to almost be sluggish.
“We started with one fight and now we have seven. You have no chill!” The man with the black and white hair shouted back, apparently also taking on a fight or two of his own.
You rolled your eyes. “This is not my fault. You invited yourself to this.”
And as soon as the fight began it was over, the barkeep breaking it up. You were both shoved outside. The door was locked behind you with a click that seemed to resonate through the quiet street. You looked up at the figure standing next to you.
“I didn’t get a name, sweetheart.” you gently mocked.
“Shiro.” He offered out his hand which you politely shook and then gave another small smile. “I don’t know yours either.”
“Y/N.” you smiled. “Hey, I didn’t actually finish my drink. Want to see if we can find another place and I can get you one too?”
He paused as if he was contemplating the possible consequences of doing this. “I’d like that.”
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