⋆˙⟡ Love Bomb...Literally ⋆˙⟡
Pairing: Dee Shvagenbagen x Reader
Summary: When Dee makes promises, he keeps them. He does like you, so why not name a bomb after you? Not like any other guy is gonna do that anyway.
CW: Swearing, teenagers, emo teenager Dee, inappropriate jokes
A/N: Literally the first part 3 on my blog lmao lmk if y'all want a SMAU for this guy. I got a lot of ppl in my inbox asking for part 3 so here it is!
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Dee had been building something for days.
Even Heavy noticed. And he usually didn’t notice anything unless it caught fire or insulted him.
“You in there makin’ an Iron Man suit or something?” he yelled through the door.
Which meant: Yes. Kind of. Shut up.
But it wasn’t a suit.
It was a bomb.
Not a real one, not anymore at least.
It didn’t explode.
It just lit up, your name across the LED display. A series of coded messages hidden in pulses of light, timed to music only Dee would’ve composed. He was going to make the wires spell “You make my circuits short out” in cursive. Then he’d time it for your birthday, or a made-up anniversary, or literally any controlled moment where he wasn’t in danger of combusting emotionally.
But emotions don’t wait for occasion.
You made your way over to his house, turns out your teacher issued a surprise pop quiz. Yay.
On the way over, you hoped he wouldn't mind too much considering you'd normally shoot him a text whenever you were rocking up to his place, but it didn't matter right now cuz you really needed to study. You also wanted to ask him why he'd been kinda off lately, he was jumpy while you guys were sitting together at lunch, constantly looking at his bag and stuff. You showed him this new theory about Death Note on Reddit and he didn't seem to care, which was so odd for Dee. He left school really quickly too and that was pretty weird because you two would always walk home together, it was your favourite part of the whole day.
When you arrived, you found him in the garage. Hair wild, jacket half-zipped, eyes wide and pink-cheeked like someone had flipped his internal “malfunction” switch.
“Dee?” you asked, eyebrows raised.
Not outwardly. Not like most people.
He just… made a weird noise in his throat and blurted:
“I-" He looked past the garage door with the despair of a total drama character, which was warranted cuz he just experienced a major voice crack.
"I-uh, I made you a bomb.”
You blinked. “You...what?”
"I named it after you..." He said as though he was confessing a crime.
He shoved a heavy-looking, blinking, absolutely ridiculous metal object into your arms. “It doesn’t explode. It just says things. It’s stupid. I got impatient. And Heavy kept fucking hovering, and I didn’t want you to see it before it was perfect, and now it’s not perfect and you’re here and I know it looks like shit but I’m-”
He stopped.
Exhaled.
And added, very quietly:
“I like you. A lot. You know that, right?”
You tore your gaze off his eyeshadow covered eyes and onto the bomb, the LED screen blinked [I Like You] in garbled binary.
You stared at the machine, then at him.
“You absolute idiot,” you whispered. “I’ve been waiting for this for weeks.”
You gave him a bone-crushing hug, feeling the metal and copper of the bomb prod at your ribs. You smelt the shea moisture he used in the second step of his curl routine. You had to go on your tippy-toes to give him a quick peck on his cheek, you chuckled watching his eyes widen at the contact. You pretended not to notice it though, for Dee's sake.
Later, when Dee finally finished programming the “proper” version of the bomb, soft music, ambient lighting, a robotic voice that glitched out “You’re my favourite explosion”, he made you sit through the whole thing.
Glam filmed it. Victoria cried. Heavy heckled.
“Bro, you built her a mood bomb. Dude that’s so peak Shvagenbagen.”
Dee just shrugged, still blushing.
“…She liked it.” He said, barely able to keep the smile out of his words.
Now, he's gotta take you out on a date. One where his family can't see the two of you together.
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