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synopsis.⠀after a horrid meeting at work, you find xavier asleep at your desk. he's... unusually clingy.
tags.⠀sfw, fluff, crack kinda, pre-relationship xavmc, gn!reader, reader's already a little annoyed for comedic effect, idrk i wrote this on a whim :C. short & not proofread!
“That’s correct, miss. This month’s attacks have been greatly reduced thanks to our—”
One more word from this meeting and your head will explode. No, in fact, implode. That would be less of a mess to clean up. It’s a shame you’re all by yourself there. Apparently, they specifically needed you, showing you off as a trophy for all you’ve managed to accomplish recently. There was no way out.
You wanted Tara to be there, at the very least. Nudging your shoulder every now and then, cracking some random joke-remark while the higher ups would be discussing over serious stuff… anything but this. Her presence would help with lighting up the mood instead of having to deal with the fact that two of your supervisors are standing there, admiring you as if you’re a statue made out of authentic gold.
Thankfully for you, it ends quickly, which makes you walk back towards your desk, exiting the meeting room. It feels like your head is made out of nothing but putty, melting down on your body as you sluggishly try to find your way back. Not only this, but paperwork’s happily anticipating you back there. Another headache perfectly awaiting your arrival. Wonderful.
Slowly pulling yourself together, you open the door leading to your office. That’s where you see a white-haired man, in his hunter uniform, in your chair, his head on your desk, in… what?
“Xavier?” Your voice reaches his ears, his fingers coiling ever so slightly around the edges of your desk. His closed eyes twitch a little, before groggily opening themselves up, still squinting, to take a good look at you and at his surroundings. He seemed as if he didn’t understand why he was even there.
“Mmh?” He lets out a soft murmur, slooowly raising his head from the desk. This way, you can get a better look at your work partner and neighbor who just so happened to fall asleep right where you should be sitting at. You perk your eyebrows up in response to his mumbling, asking for answers.
Xavier doesn’t speak, however. That prompts you to break the silence once more.
“Are you… alright? What’re you doing here?”
It’s not long before his eyes fully open to look directly into yours. “Just hanging out.”
Hanging out?! Is he being serious right now…?
“At… at my desk?” Rhetorical tone drips out of your throat.
“Yes.” He answers casually, as if this is a normal, day-to-day occurance. Still a little perplexed by the situation, you approach him and signal towards the stack of papers on your desk. You motion towards them, indirectly letting him know that you still have work to do. And that he’s in the way.
While he does pick up what you’ve been gesturing, Xavier doesn’t exactly let go of interrogating you as if you were the one who he caught red-handed. “Is your meeting over?”
“Uh, yes…” You furrow your eyebrows a little, responding to his question. Obviously it would have ended, you’re standing right in front of him. “Why? Did you want to talk to me about something? Are you alright?”
It’s the second time you’ve asked this. You do know Xavier to be a bit of an oddball, but this seemed a little out of your area of expertise. Luckily for you, he finally stands up—a little silly due to you intrerrupting his very nice nap in your ‘abode’—and eyes you up and down, like a confused puppy. You’re still completely lost.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I was just… waiting for you.”
And the reasoning you did not know of. Still, your brain feels way too heavy to carry on your shoulders to actually try to understand this man. You just got out of an awkward situation, just to enter in yet another one. Sighing, a little heavier than you would have liked, you sat back down on your chair, your hands sluggishly grasping the paperwork to slide it in front of your face.
Xavier is still there.
You wait a little longer, too occupied to mind him, engrossed and utterly engulfed in that ugly stack of sheets, carefully sorting everything and going over the same lines written there—
Xavier is still there.
—to make sure that you’re absolutely doing everything well for the Association. After all, as you’ve noticed today, you were the grand trophy of your workplace, no? You just had to continue to—
Xavier is still there.
…Well.
“Why are you still here.” The way you phrased it didn’t even sound like it’s meant to be a question. You painfully tore your eyes away from that blinding white, meeting his calm blue eyes. As if that didn’t infuriate you further.
“Sorry. Should I go?”
The way he phrased it didn’t sound like a genuine question, either. Just a little more pathetic, so to speak.
“Ah— I mean, uh, I don’t mind.” You reply, almost instantly. The way his eyes were practically begging you to let him hang around you for a while longer made your heart melt. You can’t just whisk him away, especially when he’s been acting so… odd.
Gathering your thoughts together (amongst the stack of paper which has now been reduced in height a little), you gesture towards Xavier that he can come a little closer if he wishes to. Maybe, if he’s a little closer to you, you’d be able to press him further as to why he’s so insistent on staying.
It’s fun, if you’re honest.
Taking this opportunity, you let him lean a little closer. You poke his cheek, grabbing his attention. Pulling the exact move as he usually does: engage, then fall silent before the other. Your question remains unspoken in your eyes, which seem to stare him up as if your gaze could easily pierce right through him. That same odd feeling lingering in the air between you two.
“I’m… I’m sorry.”
There he goes! He’s finally talking to you, as awkward as your situation still might be, he’s at least saying something.
“For what?” You press on, even though you already know what he’s sorry for. You just want to squeeze out answers out of him, that’s all.
“For invading your desk. I only wanted to find you, but then sleep washed over me, and… your desk was the nearest station.”
His knee accidentally touches yours, making you jump a little. It wakes you from whatever daze you were in, letting out an exasperated breath.
“You have such a way with words.”
a/n.⠀haven't posted in like... a month... hdhfdh i'm sorry. this is a little sloppy because i kind of lost interest in lads recently given everything,, </3 instead i've been super into indie visual novels! who cares!!!!!!!! oh oh also, check out xavier's birthday bang where i'll be featured in as well ^^ keep an eye out! until then, i might go on a short hiatus on here ;;
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dad!valko who picks up your daughter by the neck of her fluffy onesie with his bare teeth, like how a wolf picks up it’s pup. he’d walk around the house with her like that, swinging around in the air and giggling as she gets a front row view of her dad’s laptop screen and this week’s Eoncore tech report…that is, until you freak out and force valko to put her in a carrier.
dad!valko who’s not super great at buying baby clothes for your baby girl. he keeps on coming back with sleepers that spell ‘PUPPY PRINCESS’ in big pink font, socks with grippy paw prints on it’s feet, sweatpants with a polyester tail…least to say, you’ve taken over buying the clothes for now. but you keep the little wolf onesie with wolf ears on it’s hood, because seeing your baby match your husband is too cute.
dad!valko who sleeps curled around you and your daughter, tail wrapping around the both of you, the same way he’d slept practically circled around you when you were pregnant. the baby practically disappears against him. you have to peel away from his muscular arms if you want to get up in the middle of the night. even if you’re being careful, his eyes would snap open and pepper you with questions of ‘where are you going?’ before following after you dutifully to sit outside the bathroom to wait for you (or hold your hand through the door). it comes from a place of love, promise.
dad!valko who is aghast when his toddler daughter refuses a home-made chocolate cake for her second birthday. instead, she points to the picture of a cream cheese frosted slice of carrot cake with wide pleading eyes, her tail swishing behind her in the exact same way her father’s did when he wanted something from you.
“aw, but sweetie, don’t you want a yummy milk chocolate gateu—“
“no!”
“ow, ow! okay, okay fine, carrot cake it is, now let go of daddy’s ears—“
dad!valko who likes to go on woodland hikes with you and your baby. you used to have to put one of those dog walking leashes on him so he doesn’t get too excited and break off to chase a deer or a squirrel. but now, you’ve got to put one on your daughter too (who recently started walking) so she doesn’t run after him. like father like daughter. sigh.
dad!valko who likes to tickle your daughter’s teeny nose with his fingers to hear her laugh, and tickle her toes with the fluff of his tail. she’s the cutest thing he’s ever set his eyes upon. the sweetest, though albeit a bit toothless smile he’s ever seen. every time she beams up at him, valko’s heart clenches. every time her little paws find his, he can’t help but to squeeze up next to you, give you those eyes, and ask…
“awwww, babe, do you think we should make our little pup another little brother or sister…?”
“I’m gonna go shower.” Rafayel nodded in acknowledgment. He seemed to be focused on his painting.
You turned on the faucet and began undressing, when you hear the door open. Rafayel enters and leans against the sink, innocently looking at you.
“Raf why are you here?”
“I’m keeping an eye on you.”
“No you aren’t you perv.”
“What if you drown!? I can save you.”
“I won’t in the shower!”
ᢉ𐭩 ᩚ Caleb
You and Caleb were cuddling in bed. He had fallen asleep. You slowly got out of bed and quietly walked to the bathroom. Caleb immediately sensed your absence and woke up, following you.
You blocked the bathroom door with your body. “Caleb go back to sleep I’m just going to shower.”
“But we always shower together.” He looked at you with his signature sad puppy eyes. “You like me helping you.”
“You’ve been working so much. I rather you get some sleep. I’m a grown adult I’m perfectly capable of showering on my own.” You close the bathroom door on him but, he forces it open with his evol. Then you feel the familiar sensation of his evol wrap around you. You couldn’t move your body.
“What happened pips? Why aren’t you moving anymore? I guess you do need my help.”
ᢉ𐭩 ᩚ Valko
Valko had come over to your apartment to work. He likes it there since everything smelled like you. It made him feel safe and comfortable. You set down a plate of brownies beside him as he continued to type away on his laptop.
“I’ll be right back I’m gonna take a shower.” He replies with an okay and a smile showing off his fangs.
You had just started showering when you notice a large shadow behind the curtain. You peek your head out to see Valko looking at you.
“Val what are you doing?”
“I’m keeping guard.” He gave you a neutral expression but his tail was wagging.
“Then shouldn’t you be facing the door and not me.”
“My senses are really good. I’ll be able to notice them from behind me.”
You sigh and playfully role your eyes. “You can join me if you want.” Somehow his tail wagged even faster.
sypnosis: valko x reader! valko has gone missing. but it seems that he might not have left completely…angst warning
*Missed Call from [Valko]*
*Missed Call from [Valko]*
*Missed Call from [Valko]*
You finally picked up on the third ring.
“Hello? Valko? Are you alright—?”
“Hello? Hello? Helloooooooo? I can’t hear youuuu— just kidding. If you’re hearing this, I can’t come to the phone right now! Leave a message, and I’ll be right back.”
“Dammit!” You slammed down the phone at a speed that almost cracked the screen.
Valko hadn’t called you for days. Highly unusual for him, as he usually called you and messaged you every other minute when he had to go away for more than 48 hours. He wasn’t sure how long he was going away for this time, he had sheepishly explained to you. Some company…what was it? Origami fold? Wanted his cooperation and required his full presence.
He didn’t tell you what they wanted him for. Valko just told you that he had to go, he had no choice.
But he promised he’d be back.
He didn’t call you on the first day. Neither on the second. Or on the third, the fourth…it was strange, not having your big, strong wolf around. But he had assured you, so you chose to believe it, that he’d come back soon. In his wallowing absence, you curled up in his room, which you’ve yet had the chance to decorate for him. Valko hasn’t moved in long enough into your home for you to start yet.
You stared at the three missed calls piled up in your inbox. If only you hadn’t fallen asleep so quickly, maybe you would have been able to pick up.
You dialed him again, and again, and again.
The fifth day became the sixth, and still, nothing. You started leaving voicemails instead of hanging up.
“Heyy, don’t make me worry over nothing, Val. Call me back soon, okay?”
“I hope everything’s okay. Come back home soon!”
“I miss you Valko. I wish you’d just come home now.”
“I wish you’d never left.”
“I wish I’d never known you existed in the first place!”
You didn’t mean that. You were just upset, because called and complained to that stupid company, but they hadn’t given you back a single nod or reply.
So Valko must have given you the wrong company name! Right? Ah, that klutz, that beautiful idiot, always mixing up his words when he was nervous about something. Haha. There must be no such thing as Origami fold, only Info—
On the eighth night you called his sister. She didn’t know either. You tried everyone else in their pack. Nothing.
After the ninth night, you stood in the middle of Valko's undecorated room, surrounded by the boxes you'd never unpacked for him, and you squeezed the phone so hard that your hand ached.
“Sorry, I think our brother has—“
You didn’t dare believe it.
“—disappeared.”
Valko would never do such a thing.
“Maybe you should check…”
You don't remember hanging up. You don't remember the drive, or whose car you took, or how you ended up here, in the clearing you and Valko used to disappear to on nights when the moon was full. How wonderful those nights were, rolling around together in the grass, Valko kissing you, nuzzling your neck, which would always inevitably lead into the two of you coupling right there, under the moonlight filtering through the trees.
Now, clouds were dragging slowly off the moon's face like a shroud being pulled back from something it would rather not show you. Like the magician’s veil being ripped off for a big finale, to reveal that what had disappeared, hadn’t gone after all.
You had come here hoping foolishly, desperately, that if you came back to this ridge where you met, he might be here after all. That he might come loping out of the tree line the way he always had, tongue lolling, tail held high, delighted with himself for scaring you.
He didn't come.
Because by then, it was too late.
Your wolf was already gone.
Tears dampened the grass below your palms, your nails digging into the dirt as you watched the clouds dissapate from the sky, revealing the moon’s pale face in full.
Once upon a time, you had called Valko your moon, your man.
And once upon a time he had called you the sun. The most radiant star he has, and will ever set his eyes upon. The force he wakes up to, the light he bathes in.
Yet…
More tears fell. And Valko didn’t materialise in front of you as you thought he might, meeting you again like he once did under the full moon.
Was he ever going to come back? It scared you to not know.
At least he hadn’t left you alone.
You had told his sister about it when you called her to ask where Valko might be. After all, you had to tell someone about the plus-pink sign on the pregnancy test, didn’t you?
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⇢ he might be in the middle of a meeting and he suddenly feels a tiny thorn lodging itself into his chest. he pauses whatever he was saying, pressing a large palm flat to his chest.
⇢ " … meeting ajourned. something important just came up. keep working diligently while i'm gone. good work today, team." he's already halfway out the door as his sentences trail off.
⇢ he takes longs strides through the building, his sights focused straight ahead. he doesn't hear any of his employees call after him with follow up questions, or bidding him a curious good-bye. they watch as he makes a beeline for the exit
⇢ the fastest way to you is straight through the forest. his feet pound the dirt as he speeds like a bat out of hell through the brush and understorey. twigs snap and small critters scurry out of the way. his heart beats wildly against his chest
⇢ "i'm comin', pancake. hold tight"
⇢ your scent grows stronger as he swiftly approaches your home. the sting of the wind scratches at his throat and eyes but he only pumps his arms and legs harder. sweat cascades down his bulking muscles and chest, and his tanned skin glistens as the setting sun shines upon it
⇢ he blinks away the sweat that clings to his eyelashes as he looks up at your balcony
⇢ there you are. his tail flicks and swishes happily behind him at the mere sight of you — though from where he stands you are only a small dot
⇢ not for long. he bounds up with his powerful legs, catching onto fire escapes and climbing up whatever might be sticking out or hanging down until he can hop over the short wall and land next to you
⇢ " … hi," he says, his tongue slightly poking out as he pants like a dog
⇢ you straighten up from leaning on the banister, eyes puffy and wet. you sniffle, bringing a knuckle up to wipe away at a plump tear that was threatening to fall. "hi," you respond, offering a weak smile
⇢ "i felt it. i felt you were sad. so i came running"
⇢ you frown for a half second. "weren't you at work?" you ask, hugging your arms around yourself
⇢ he laughs, waving off the sentiment. "yeah yeah but … i mean … they got it," he scoffs cheekily, licking a stripe over a fang.
⇢ he saunters towards you with arms outstretched. without a second thought you rush into him as hard as you can, thinking it would make him at least stumble back a little on impact. of course it doesn't. he thinks you're cute for trying though
⇢ he embraces you with a big sweeping gesture, wrapping you up tight in his giant arms. he's so warm … and really sweaty. you can feel his heartbeat erratically thrashing even under his jacket
⇢ "did … did you run here???" you say, muffled against his chest
⇢ his laugh reverberates against your face before he shoves his nose onto the top of your head, nuzzling, inhaling and planting kisses.
a/n: hi hi !! i hope you guys enjoy this valko fluff :3 please let me know what you guys think :D !!! inspired by some leak i saw saying he would love u as a bug sigh valko come back the kids miss you (the three dogs we have together #TRUTH)
“do you believe in reincarnation?” you ask softly, your fingers playing with valkos much larger ones, inspecting his freshly cut nails and smiling. he hadn’t been biting at his fingers anymore.
valko hums in thought, quiet before nuzzling closer to you and finally answering with a simple, “yeah.” you scoff at his reply, dropping his hand and turning to look at him. you poke his chest, forcing him to open his eyes, ears twitching as they flutter open. “what?”
“that’s all you have to say? ‘yeah’? i just asked you like a super deep question!” you respond, trying to hold back your grin when he smiles at you lazily and his tail wags softly.
“pfft, i guess it is like a super deep question,” he smiles, mocking your tone and laughing when you push him. “yes, i do believe in reincarnation, energy can’t be created or destroyed right? so someone’s life force can’t just disappear into thin air.” valko makes a small ‘poof’ motion with his hands, eyes focusing back on you.
“do you believe in it, doll?” amber eyes sparkle up at you, curiosity and adoration swimming in them. you stare at him for a second, letting your fingers tangle in his burgundy hair and scratching gently at the base of his fuzzy ears.
“‘course i do!” you smile brightly, “I’ve already decided I’ll come back to you as an armadillo when i die.” valko is stunned at how easily you answer the question, but he frowns at your words.
“you can’t die before me,” he says simply, like a fact he’d already set in stone. you laugh at his words, valkos ears pin to his head as he furrows his brows and tightens his grip around you. “I’m serious dollface i-i can’t— I won’t be able to live without you.”
your laughter stops as you look at your lover, heart clenching as you see the tears in his eyes. you’re quick to place a flurry of kisses to his face, finally capturing his lips in yours before pulling away. valko is quiet as he stares up at you, endless thoughts running in his head are immediately silenced when you speak again.
“okay, Val,” you reassure him, letting your head rest on his chest as he kisses the top of your head.
“in another life—” valko whines at your words, “one where we have both died and are reincarnated,” his tail wags. “if i was a bug and came to you, would you still love me?”
you expect his rumble of laughter, for him to say that was the silliest question you’d asked yet. but it never comes. instead he grins, pulls you impossibly closer to him and kisses your temple.
“i would carry you in a small jar everywhere i went and i would show you the world, my cutie bug,” his voice is softer than usual, and his response makes your breath catch on your throat.
“if i was a worm?” you push further, he smiles.
“worm or not, you’re still my soulmate dollface,” he says easily, like it was a known fact, common sense. it was for him, common sense, his love for you was much too large and too deep for the universe to ignore, it would always bring the two of you together. “you’d love me if i was an annoying parrot?”
the tears that once pricked your eyes disappear at his words. “of course i would! you would be perched on my shoulders always,” you smile, looking up at your lover and smiling.
valko hums in satisfaction, letting his eyes close.
you’re about to speak up again, to ask if he loves you because of your looks or your brains, but a small snore cuts you off. you crane you neck as best you can, his eyes screwed shut, mouth slightly open and face completely relaxed.
you wiggle slightly, making yourself comfortable once more. valko’s arms tighten around you subconsciously. yeah, the red string of fate was wound tightly between the two of you, not even death will do you part.
fluff! valko getting into your suitcase to take him with him on your trip, just puppy things hehe, i know that valko hasn't come home yet, but please be patient!
with your work trip coming up in a few days, you bring out your suitcase and lay it down on the floor. you open it up with the zip, the loud sound causing your boyfriend to come into your shared bedroom.
“peach, do you have to go?” he asks, sitting down next to your suitcase.
“i do, valko. i'm sorry, baby. it will be a quick one this time, only three days.” you sigh.
“can't you take me with you?” he tilts up his head, pouting so adorably.
“if you would like to make your secretary hate you, then yes, cancel your schedule for the entire week just to be sure.” you reply, placing your folded pyjamas into the suitcase.
“he won't hate me, peach!” your boyfriend replies, fiddling with your suitcase zipper.
“he won't say it, but his face will.” you shake your head, turning your back from him to not break under the pressure.
“i will just have to spend my days and nights, yearning for my lover to come back.” he sighs, and you smile as you fold up more clothes.
“i wish i could take you with me— baby, why are you in the suitcase?” you turn around to see your skyscraper of a boyfriend digging into your suitcase that barely reaches his waist.
“you said, “i wish i could take you with me” so now you can, peach!” he grins, his fangs peeking through ever so slightly.
“baby, we both know you couldn't fit into the suitcase even if you tried.” you fight back a smile, watching as he awkwardly tries to prove you wrong by smushing his long legs together.
“is it a crime for me to want my precious peach to save me from the terrors of employment?”
“val, you are the ceo of the company. the only terror is the look on your subordinates' faces when they find out their boss tried to fit into a tiny suitcase.” you kiss his cheek. “i promise to bring back chocolate bars from the place.”
“can you get all the flavours you can find? so we can eat them together?” he asks, his puppy eyes staring up into yours.
“of course baby.” you pat his head. “now please get out of the suitcase, you're going to get a cramp in your legs.”
“oh no, i can't move my legs! it seems like you have no choice but to leave me in your suitcase, peach!”
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happy world chocolate day to zayne and valko!! i just know they would be stuffing their pretty faces with a chocolate matilda cake right about now and end up with bad dental pain afterwards too
fluff! valko being a cutie and letting his guard down whenever he's around you, i love him hehe
you sit next to valko in his office, watching as he reads a report. he sits with one hand in his fluffy hair, with the other hand turning over the paper.
you hear a knock on his door as the person lets themselves in with valko's permission. “sir, apologies for interrupting. i have more reports for you to read.”
“thank you, please just leave it on my desk.” he says, gesturing with his head on where to leave the reports.
you notice as his hand that was previously in his hair is now over his stomach. the person leaves, and his hand now dangles by his side.
another knock on the door. “apologies, sir. i know your assistant handed you reports but these reports also need your attention.”
“thank you, you can leave those on my desk.” he smiles, his hand now back protecting his stomach.
the receptionist leaves, and your boyfriend leans back in his chair, his arm supporting his head on the headrest.
“valko?” you ask.
“yes, peach?” he lifts his head, his full attention on you.
“why do you keep covering your stomach whenever someone comes in?” you tilt your head, your eyes flicking to his stomach.
“hm.” he replies, placing the stack of papers down. “what do you know about dogs and showing their stomach?”
“that they only show their stomach whenever they are feeling submissive?” you raise an eyebrow.
“yes, that is one option.” he scans your face, waiting for you to mention the other option. “do you know the other reason why?”
you shake your head.
“it means i feel safe with you, peach. i can allow myself to feel vulnerable with you.” your face softens.
“come here, you big puppy.” you bring your arms out, and he pulls your chair towards him as he inhales your comforting scent.
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comfort!! valko comforting you as you get homesick, ik i said i would only write valko fluff but i am genuinely homesick and i just want to go home :(
you sit on the sofa, watching as the main character reunites with their family. “i want to go home, valko.” you face your boyfriend.
his eyes soften as he turns towards you. “come here, peach.”
you shuffle towards him, curling up into his embrace.
“it’s been really hard hasn’t it?” you look up, and the tears well up in your eyes.
“i miss my family, the food and the sound of home. i love staying with you but i just can’t anymore.”
“my precious peach. you’ve done so well. thank you for letting me know.” he pulls you in closer, kissing the top of your head.
“one more week is torture. i just want to go home, valko.” tears stream down your face, your vision getting blurry.
“i know you do, baby.” he wipes the tears on your face. “breathe for me, peach.” he instructs, exaggerating his breathing for you to follow.
“you look so silly doing that.” you sniffle.
“there’s my lovely peach.” he relaxes, bringing over the tissue box.
“thank you, baby. you’re too good for me.” you take out a tissue, drying your tears.
“let’s never say that again, hm? when i get homesick, you do the same thing for me too. if anything, that means that you are the one who is too good for me.” he takes your hand, rubbing his hand over yours soothingly.
you shake your head, refusing to believe his words.
“sounds silly doesn’t it? it’s in our natural instinct to take care of those we love.” he brings your hand up to his mouth, kissing it softly.
“i may not be able to help very much, but i will always stay by your side, peach.”
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