Pairing: Ben Tennyson x female! reader
In the bustling metropolis of Bellwood, where the ordinary often meets the extraordinary, Y/N L/N led a life that was anything but predictable. As a budding journalist with a knack for uncovering mysteries, she found herself drawn to the unusual occurrences that seemed to follow one particular young man—Ben Tennyson.
Ben, with his charming grin and the enigmatic Omnitrix on his wrist, was not just any teenager. He was a hero, a defender of Earth against extraterrestrial threats. Y/N first met Ben during one of his many adventures, where she was reporting on an alien invasion that threatened the city. Amid the chaos, she saw Ben transform into various powerful aliens, fighting with a courage that impressed and intrigued her.
Their paths continued to cross as Y/N covered more of Ben's heroic exploits. She admired his bravery, his determination, and the compassion he showed towards both friends and foes alike. Ben, in turn, found himself drawn to Y/N's sharp mind, her unwavering spirit, and her ability to see beyond the surface of things.
Their friendship blossomed over time, deepening into a bond that neither could fully articulate. Late-night conversations turned into shared meals and moments stolen between battles against villains from across the galaxy. Y/N became someone Ben trusted implicitly, and he found himself confiding in her about his doubts, fears, and hopes for the future.
One evening, under the starlit sky of Bellwood Park, they found themselves sitting on a bench, enjoying a rare moment of peace. The air was filled with a gentle breeze, and the city's lights twinkled in the distance. Y/N turned to Ben, her heart racing with a confession she had been holding back for so long.
"Ben," she began, her voice steady yet filled with emotion, "there's something I've been wanting to tell you."
Ben turned to her, his green eyes reflecting the moonlight. "What is it, Y/N?"
Taking a deep breath, she met his gaze directly. "I… I love you, Ben."
For a moment, the world seemed to stand still. Ben's expression softened, a mixture of surprise and joy spreading across his face. He reached out, gently taking her hand in his.
"I… I love you too, Y/N," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
Y/N felt a rush of relief and happiness wash over her. She leaned in closer to him, unable to resist the urge to be nearer to the person who had captured her heart in ways she never imagined possible.
Ben smiled warmly at her, his heart overflowing with love and gratitude. "Say it again," he murmured softly.
Y/N blinked, surprised by his request but unable to deny him anything. "I love you, Ben," she repeated, her voice filled with tenderness.
Ben's smile widened, his heart swelling with each repetition of those three simple words. "Again," he whispered, his eyes locked with hers.
A playful grin tugged at Y/N's lips. "I love you, Ben," she said again, this time with a teasing lilt to her voice.
They both chuckled softly, their laughter mingling with the gentle night breeze. In that moment, surrounded by the stars and the quiet hum of the city, Y/N and Ben knew that their love was something extraordinary—a cosmic bond that transcended time, space, and even the boundaries of their respective worlds.
From that night onward, Y/N and Ben's relationship deepened into a love story that would be whispered about for generations. Together, they faced new adventures, shared moments of laughter and tears, and discovered that love truly was the most powerful force in the universe.
As they stood side by side, facing whatever challenges lay ahead, Y/N knew one thing for certain—she would never tire of saying those three words to the man who had stolen her heart: "I love you, Ben."
In the weeks following their heartfelt confession under the starlit sky of Bellwood Park, Y/N L/N and Ben Tennyson found themselves more inseparable than ever. Their love, like the cosmic forces they often battled, seemed to grow stronger with each passing day.
One quirky habit of Y/N's that Ben couldn't help but notice was her constant application of lip balm. Whether they were in the midst of a battle or simply enjoying a quiet moment together, she would unfailingly reach into her pocket for her trusty tube of balm and slick it over her lips with practiced ease.
Ben found it endearing, how she would pucker her lips just so and then press them together in a manner that was almost absent-minded yet oddly captivating. It became a ritual of sorts, a comforting gesture that signaled moments of peace amid the chaos of their adventurous lives.
One lazy afternoon, as they lounged in Ben's cozy room after a particularly intense battle with a formidable alien foe, Y/N reached into her pocket and pulled out her lip balm. Ben, who was sprawled on the bed beside her, couldn't help but smile at the familiar sight.
"You and that lip balm," he teased gently, his eyes twinkling with affection.
Y/N chuckled softly, uncapping the tube and applying the balm with a thoughtful expression. "Can't help it," she replied with a shrug. "Gotta keep these lips moisturized, you know?"
Ben grinned mischievously, a playful glint in his eye. "You know what happens every time you put that stuff on, right?"
Y/N arched an eyebrow, intrigued. "What happens?"
Ben leaned closer to her, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I give you a kiss."
Y/N's cheeks flushed pink as she looked at him, a mix of surprise and delight dancing in her eyes. "Every time?"
Ben nodded, his grin widening. "Every single time."
Y/N couldn't suppress a giggle, charmed by Ben's spontaneous declaration. "Well then," she said teasingly, capping her lip balm and sliding it back into her pocket, "I guess I'll have to keep applying it."
True to her word, Y/N found herself reaching for her lip balm more often than usual in the days that followed. It became a delightful game between them—a subtle exchange of affection that spoke volumes without the need for words.
In the midst of a tense negotiation with a peace-seeking alien ambassador, Y/N discreetly applied her lip balm, casting a quick glance at Ben who stood nearby. True to his promise, Ben crossed the room in a few swift strides, cupped her face gently in his hands, and pressed a tender kiss to her lips, leaving her momentarily breathless and the ambassador momentarily perplexed.
During a quiet evening spent stargazing on the rooftop of Ben's grandfather's house, Y/N caught Ben stealing glances at her as she applied her lip balm under the starlit sky. Without a word, he leaned in and captured her lips in a kiss that tasted of moonlight and promises.
Even in the heat of battle, when adrenaline surged through their veins and danger lurked around every corner, Ben never failed to steal a moment for a quick kiss whenever Y/N reached for her lip balm. It became their secret language of love—a sweet, stolen moment amidst the chaos and uncertainty of their extraordinary lives.
As they faced new challenges together, their bond strengthened with each kiss, each gesture of affection a testament to the depth of their love. Y/N knew, without a doubt, that Ben was her cosmic match—a hero not just of Earth, but of her heart.
And as the stars continued to shine brightly overhead, Y/N found herself falling deeper in love with the boy who had stolen her heart with his bravery, his compassion, and his penchant for giving kisses at the most unexpected moments.
Their love story, like the cosmos itself, was vast and infinite—a journey of adventure, passion, and sweet kisses that would continue to unfold for eternity.
*Not confident in my writing but hopefully you enjoyed it.*
