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Reqs are going to be late, bc my life is fucked up again, I'll need some time to come back to my normal state.. reqs are open tho 💜, u can still request, but they may be late, as I said.. my apologies..💓
• English is NOT my first language, so sorry for any mistakes.
• Read this before requesting anything pls
• Warnings: fem!reader, angst/fluff maybe idk, also this may sound a bit of ooc, I'm not sure. Sorry..
• Dividers by @/saradika-graphics
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His eyes gazed down at you.
Your attention is focused on the screen, a movie was playing on the tv.
All the time until the movie came to its end, X's mind was mostly focused on you.
His feelings had been bothering him for quite a while now.
But he couldn't just say that and destroy what you two already had.
Losing something you already have, is much worse than losing what you never had.
There's no guarantee that you two will stay together as.. more than friends, right..?
So, why to risk..?
He doesn't usually think about it this much, but only sometimes, when things get harder to handle, when it's that period where he feels "weaker" than usual.
He looks down, thinking, then looks back at you again, just staring at you silently from the corner of his eye. And he kept repeating the same thing almost uncontrollably, not even aware of it.
It happens almost every time you're "too close".
It's suffocating, really..
"So, this is what they call "emotional repression"..?" He asked himself mentally.
He returned his attention back to you.
His eyebrows raised the moment he noticed you already dozed off.
Something in his eyes softened, the small frown in his eyebrows disappeared, his shoulders fell slowly, something between relief and surrender, he just let it go.
He stood up from the couch and took a step or two towards you, leaned closer, put one arm under your legs, and the other wrapped cautiously around your back, lifting you up slowly and carefully.
He could just snap and teleport you to your own apartment, but the problem is that it might wake you up, or you may accidentally fall on the floor instead of laying on the right spot on your bed, besides, he didn't want you to leave yet, not yet.
Your head fell slowly on his chest as he carried you, feeling the weight of your head against his heartbeats made his breaths heavier, it actually hurt, not the weight caused by you, but his feelings.
His fingers tightened unconsciously on your arm, still gentle, taking every step slowly towards his bedroom.
He pushed the door open with his foot, and laid you down on the bed carefully, after he tossed the blanket away.
His hands worked too cautiously, considering every movement. His chest feels tight, heavy with emotions, things he never admitted, it felt like a loss, a wasted potential, but it was better than a risk.
He reached up to your cheek, almost unconsciously, fingers brushing your cheekbone softly, eyes filled with affection, pain, then resignation and powerlessness.
His gaze was heavy, but what laid in his heart was much heavier..
For a second, he found himself leaning in, intending to kiss on your forehead, but he immediately stopped himself after his mind came back to reality.
But he didn't pull away, either..
He swallowed.
What was he afraid of anyway? What was exactly holding him back? Why was it so hard?
What's the point of keeping feeling the same for years without finally moving on, when you won't do anything about it anyway..?
Is it really worth it..?
His gaze fell on your face, memories played in his mind, he realized quickly that it is worth it.
His eyes stucked there for a moment longer, the corners of his lips twitched up in a small smile as he watched you having a nice nap.
He decided to just leave. Just like he always does..
Before his hand reached to the doorknob..
"M- hey.. X?" Your voice breaking the heavy atmosphere, he felt at peace after hearing your voice, it distracted him.
He turns to you, waiting, if you'll say something more.
You yawned, "what's the time..?"
"It's still night, and it's late. You can stay here for tonight."
Without saying anything more, he left, closing the door behind him, not leaving a choice for you.
You let out a sigh, and laid back on the bed.
~~~
Later, after he took care of the dishes and cleaned the table, which he wanted to leave just like that and clean them later tomorrow, but he hated the thought of waking up to find out that you already took care of that, so..
Anyways, he decided to check on you, make sure that you were sleeping.
He opened the door quietly, he didn't expect you to be awake.
"Why are you still up?" He asked quietly, his voice sounded a little quieter than usual, softer, somehow.
"Couldn't sleep.." You're sitting up on the bed, you seemed a little tense, at least that's how he saw it.
"I don't mind you using my bed, it's fine. I'll sleep on the couch." He said quietly, almost nonchalant.
"Only if you don't have intentions to leave, of course."
Your shoulders fell slightly.
"No, it's not that.."
You turned your face to the other side, running you fingers through your hair, to ease your nerves.
He stepped closer, and dropped onto the bed, sitting on the edge, a sign that he wants to hear what's on your mind, his heart feels tight again.
For two seconds, he turned his head towards you, just checking, before he turned back, looking down at the floor.
You two kept silent for a moment, he waited for you to say anything, while you were trying to choose the right thing to say, that's if you even had to say anything at this moment.
"What?" He raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean by "what"?" You asked in return.
"I thought you wanted to talk..?"
This moment felt somehow lighter..
"Um.. no? Well, I mean, I wasn't planning to talk until you stayed." You shrugged.
"I thought you needed to chat, so.."
"No, I don't." His voice is quieter than usual.
"You sure? You seem.. lost, you weren't acting like yourself the whole day. Did something happen?"
You shifted a little closer, and tilted your head, trying to take a better look at his face.
You knew each other for enough time to tell if something was off.
All he had to do now is to say "nah I'm good, don't worry", and just leave. But he didn't.
It didn't took more than four seconds for him to reply, but it felt longer, time was moving slower.
"What? I'm always quiet." He said calmly, sounds convincing.
"I didn't say you were quiet. I said you looked lost."
For a second, he felt defeated.
"Like what?"
"Like.." You went silent for a moment, thinking of the suitable words to use.
"Like you couldn't concentrate very well, there's something wrong in your head, something's bothering you, too quiet that I felt like you're not even around anymore, as if you were in another world.."
Every sentence hit him one by one.
"What happened? I mean, if you don't wanna talk about it, it's okay, but.. you know, we're friends and.."
Your eyes went down, gazing at your hands resting in your lap, your fingers crossed, gently rubbing against each other in a slow motion.
"Well, we've been knowing each other for years now, no? Ah, nevermind.. just talk if you want to." You waved your hand, and shook your head.
Silence filled the room for a moment.
"Even if I wanted to speak, I wouldn't know what to say.."
Unsure, lost, hopeless.. resignation.
Hearing him saying that, especially in such a defeated tone, made your chest a little tighter.
Rushing can only make him stay back.
You scooted a little closer, but just a little, almost cautiously.
You started in a soft voice. "Hey, if something's bothering you.." You stopped, "no, nothing." A soft breath escaped your lips, your shoulders slumped.
He finally turned to you.
"Why do you always do that? I mean, not always but it happens often.." Not annoyed, just curious.
"You mean.."
"Yeah, when you start saying things like that, and then you suddenly go "nah, nevermind".."
"Uh, well.."
You felt a bit judged under his gaze.
"Dunno, sometimes I feel like there's no need to say it. Like, why would you need to hear that, anyway..?" You shrugged.
"What do you think I am?" Almost mocking.
"And how would I know? you're always distant, I mean.. usually, often..? I dunno, sometimes it's just really hard to tell if you're annoyed or not.."
"You think you annoy me?"
"No, but..", your shoulders slumped, ".. a bit, sometimes."
"You're right. You do, sometimes."
"You know what? Screw you."
"What? I only speak facts." He spoke in a more confident tone, no smile, no smirk, but still considered as a playful banter.
"Uh-huh.." You rolled you eyes.
A low chuckle left his lips.
It made your heart warmer, your eyes softened.
"Seriously, what's going on? What happened?" You asked again, in a soft tone.
He leaned back on his hands, looking up at the dark ceiling.
"Nothing, just tired, I guess.."
"I won't buy it."
"Why do you have to be so annoying?"
"That's a part of my charm, y'know?"
".. *Sigh*.."
A short pause.
"It's nothing, really.. you don't have to worry so much."
It came out in a soft whisper, almost unexpected.
You looked down again.
"But, I care.."
Realizing what you just said, you're cheeks started warming up slowly.
A long pause.
The world and time had stopped.
"Then, you should not.."
Another pause, a shorter one.
"You should sleep." He said quietly.
"I don't want to.."
Your words made his body shift closer, turning to you slightly, just enough to look at you properly, enough to face you.
You kept your eyes down, and when he moved closer you turned your face away, your cheeks felt warm.
Your fingers fidgeted nervously, but slowly.
He stood up to leave.
"Wait.."
He turned to you, and you froze in your place, after saying such a stupid and pathetic sh*t, your face started burning from shame.
You covered your face with your hand, and sighed.
"Forget it.."
"Really..? Should I really.. forget it..? What if I won't have this chance ever again..? What if this.. is the only chance, the last one.. I have?"
His mind is screaming, heart is pounding loudly against his chest.
"Just say it. There's no use of hiding it."
"There's no harm in saying such things to the person you care about this much.."
"Stop torturing yourself.. you've already had enough of it, stop.. please.."
He walked back to you, the bed dipped slightly as he leaned one knee on the edge of the bed, scooting closer to you.
You know damn well what's going on behind your hands that covered your face.
His hands on your shoulders pushing you gently to lay down on your back, your hands fell off your face.
"What ta fack..?" That's your mind bugging you.
He felt his stomach tightning.
Anticipation and silence filled the atmosphere.
He's literally pinning you down on the bed.
His head falls on your shoulder all of a sudden, making himself comfortable while leaning all his weight on you now.
"Uhm- hey, dude I can't breath.."
"You'll get used to it, don't worry." He doesn't even give a f about it.
"You're f* kidding me?! Get off."
"No."
"X!!"
"No."
"Please.."
"No."
"Why???"
"Don't want to."
"Screw you!"
He smiled to himself, his face was hidden in your shoulder, so you couldn't see it, but he was genuinely happy right now.
Pause..
"I'm sorry.." A soft whisper.
He pulled his head away slowly, just enough to look at you.
"Um.. it's nothing, I guess.."
His eyes watched you.
You looked away.
"No, I mean, sorry for what's about to happen.."
You were confused.
"Dude, what are y-"
His lips pressed softly against yours, still and steady, he was tense, but it felt good enough.
He definitely wasn't very good at this.
He pulled away slowly, just a little bit, eyes locked with yours, mixed breaths, a small pause, until he leaned in for another kiss.
The fact that you didn't push him away meant a lot to him.
One of his hands reached to yours slowly, holding it, intertwining fingers together.
Your other hand moved to rest on his upper arm, near to his shoulder, your fingers digged into the fabric of his shirt slightly, as an attempt to keep your mind awake and to not get completely lost in imagination.
He didn't pull away quickly this time, his lips moved slowly, a little bit, testing the waters, making sure if it was okay or not first.
The only thing that could make him pull away, was that he needed to breath.
His head fell on your shoulder, he didn't let go of your hand yet, his face was burning from embarrassment, he breathed heavily, just like you.
After all those years, he finally had the courage to do it.
His fingers tightened slightly on your hand, turned his head to you a bit, you could feel his hot breaths on your neck.
He nuzzled his nose gently against your neck, lips touching you skin, but not as a kiss.
He wanted to kiss there, but he decided that it's too much for now.
He pulled his head away, still close enough to your face that your noses almost touched. His dark grey eyes stared into yours, nervous, hurt, but still affectionate.
Your gaze accidentally fell down on his lips, parted slightly, a little wet from kissing you earlier, almost studying the shape of them, memorizing every detail, they looked soft, attractive actually.
You forgot about sleep..
"I'm sorry.." A soft whisper left his lips, as he leaned in slowly for another kiss.
Suddenly, his glasses fell off, hitting your nose accidentally.
"Ow.." You moved your head away, as he immediately reacted, catching his glasses.
"My bad.."
He took off his glasses, and put them away on the nightstand nearby.
His facial features looked a little softer now, but his eyes looked more tired.
He noticed your surprised and admiring gaze, he blushed slightly, and looked away.
It made you smile.
You'll have to talk about this later, but for now, you just wanted to enjoy the moment.
The next morning, you two woke up in the same bed, cuddling together.
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Hello!!! If you could accept this request it would be amazing but it's completely okay if you don't either way completely upto you (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)
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⋆˙⟡ She gets injured but hides it because she doesn’t want to slow everyone down, and he only notices when she starts answering questions too slowly.
⋆˙⟡ He comes back from a fight acting normal, making jokes, brushing everyone off, until she sees his hands shaking when he tries to pour water.
⋆˙⟡ She has a nightmare and wakes up quietly crying, trying not to disturb him, but he’s already awake and pretends not to notice until she chooses to talk.
⋆˙⟡ He is sick but insists he’s “fine,” so she sits nearby doing her own work just to make sure he doesn’t collapse alone.
⋆˙⟡ She breaks down in the least dramatic place possible, like a grocery aisle or hallway, and he has to gently guide her somewhere private.
⋆˙⟡ He gets overwhelmed in a crowd, and she notices before he says anything because he stops making eye contact and starts looking for exits.
⋆˙⟡ She keeps apologizing while he bandages her wound, and he finally says, very quietly, “you don’t have to earn being taken care of.”
⋆˙⟡ He thinks nobody remembered the anniversary of something terrible that happened to him, but she did. She just didn’t know whether bringing it up would hurt more.
⋆˙⟡ She refuses comfort because she thinks accepting it means admitting weakness, so he just sits beside her and says nothing until she leans into him.
⋆˙⟡ He is used to patching himself up alone, so when she gently takes the first-aid kit from his hands, he looks genuinely confused.
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So I wasted my whole fkcing 24 hours on two fcking fics.. and then nobody gave a fck? Like.. wdym 3 and 6 likes? Bruh..? R u fkcing kidding me? Do I even have to keep writing at all?? Since it barely gets attention, wth wtf why do I have to keep writing and blowing my mind when no one gives a fck..
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Give me headcanons of nine x reader who always wants to bite and kiss his cheeks!
Okay okay, just dating headcanons lol
Thx :]
TBHX Nine x fem!reader | Dating Headcanons
• English is NOT my first language, so sorry for any mistakes.
• Read this before requesting anything pls
• A/n: This took me long enough beatch, here u go. Btw we need more of this guy..
• Warnings: fem!reader, fluff maybe, a bit ooc
• Dividers by @/diviniyae
Enjoy 🎃👍
• Personally, I headcanon him as being unlucky with girls. [Maybe will be changed after we get more info about him..]
• So, being in a relationship SERIOUSLY after being rejected all those times seems to be unreal for him..
• Would be worried asf, sure he's more confident in other "departments", but here, dating a girl he likes and who likes him in return is something more serious..
• He'd be excited asf at the same time.
• In his free time, he'd take you out to "cool adventures".
• Likes spending time with you at different amusement parks, trying different desserts and drinks together.
• Definitely will ask Tarot Lady or Smile for advices.
• He tried to ask X too, but X's advices were too "direct and sounded a bit cold" in his opinion.
• Would also try to introduce you to his friends. Tarot Lady might prank you too, would definitely tease Nine.
• About fixing your stuff. If you have any machine broken or if you're having troubles with a device or two, call him. He'll fix everything.
• Sometimes he'd try to hide his feelings by trying to ignore you, but once you show interest in him, or keep following him, he'd melt easily. He's not very good at keeping his cool when you're clearly showing kindness. He accepts it.
• Lots of hugs and kisses. He ADORES you.
• Lots of flowers and gifts. Anything you like. You only have to mention it casually and he'll write the note in his mind, surprising you later with a gift prepared neatly for you. Usually prepares it with his own hands, he doesn't buy a ready gift. He wants to do it himself.
• About biting cheeks.. well, he accepts it without protesting. Why would he? Just don't hurt him, please.
• He LOVES recieving your love, kisses, bites, hugs, anything.
• Definitely the bottom, or at least he usually lets you to take the lead.
• Gets jealous, but hides it.
• If someone hurts you, they better be preparing for a boxing match.
• He LOVES being praised by you. Loves hearing you say "good boy", loves seeing you satisfied with him just being there, for just existing in your life. He may end up crying from happiness.
• Lazy days at his workshop are one of his favourite moments. He likes chatting with you about stupid stuff or gossiping.
• He doesn't like it when you're not being direct or when you're hiding something from him. Not that he's nosey, he just doesn't like it when something's bothering you and you keep silent, if it's really a big secret or something that someone told you to not tell anyone about, you gotta tell him that, explain to him that it's not his fault, tell him directly, and he'll understand it quickly.
• If he did something wrong, tell him directly. He would know if he did something wrong for sure, but he wants you to tell him what he should do, how to fix it, he hates it when there are unfinished conversations.
Bonus: [A short fic, bc this was too short I guess. Don't have much ideas, unfortunately..]
You're resting your back against Nine's chest, scrolling through different posts on your phone.
Nine wraps his arms around you from behind, rests his chin on your shoulder, and starts pressing his lips along your neck in short and gentle kisses.
He's teasing you on purpose.
"Nine." You said in a quiet voice, making him stop.
"What?" Playing dumb.
"What are you doing?"
"You sound annoyed.." Disappointed.
You sigh, "I had a bad day at work.."
He listened to you silently until you finished, his thumb rubbing gently on your stomach.
"And what can I do to make you feel better..?" He asked softly, in a low whisper, his warm breaths brushing your jaw.
"Keep going.." You said in a low voice, knowing damn well that he's doing a great job at helping you.
His eyes lightened up when he heard your words, he immediately started to plant slow and soft kisses along your neck. His hands moved to turn you around carefully, pulling you to sit on his lap.
He looked at your face for a moment, his hands caressing your cheeks, there was a small smile on his lips.
He pulled your face down gently, and started kissing you on your lips, keeping them as slow as he could, and gentle.
