kiss me
pairing(s) enjin, zanka, gris, follo, corvus, august & tamsy x cleaner! reader and jabber & zodyl x raider! reader
desc. sharing a kiss with them. (possible manga spoilers for tamsy, food tw for zodyl and body image tw for august)
wc 3017 (each fic is varying in length)
enjin smelling the familiar acrid scent of a recently lit cigarette, you let out a huff of frustration and went off in search of the culprit. it was only several days ago that he had promised to at least make an attempt on cutting back on his habit, especially if he was indeed serious about pursuing you as he had claimed.
finding him seated on a barstool chair that had surely seen better days, you watch his relaxed expression contort into one of horror as he notices the situation heâs gotten himself into. blurting out your name and starting to sound off excuses, you grab the cigarette that was hanging loosely out of the side of his mouth and silenced him with a kiss, causing him to lean back in surprise. before he had the chance to kiss back and place a hand on your waist to pull you closer, you step back and wave the cigarette between the two of your faces, silently reveling in his disgruntled features.
âif youâre serious about me, youâre going to have to give these up.â although you felt a pang of guilt at his disheartened expression, you were standing your ground-his health was far more important. âitâs either me or these.â
catching you off guard, he suddenly snatched the cigarette from your grasp, right before, to your surprise: extinguishing it in the small ash tray on the counter. settling his tattooed hands on your waist and pulling you closer so you were standing in between his legs, he leaned down towards you with lowered eye lids and a smirk resting easily on his lips.
âa guy would have to be crazy to even think of picking cigarettes over you.â
zanka having awaited this day with much anticipation, you shuffle in your seat as you attempt to busy yourself with your novel instead of staring expectantly at the lobby doors, as if that was going to make them come back any faster. âyou know, gawking at the door isnât going to make them get here any faster right?â semiu spoke as if she were reading your mind, not even bothering to look up from her magazines from her seat at the reference desk. âand I already told you they would be back within the hour.â as if you needed reminding again.
âI know that.â you responded to her, actually making an attempt this time to regain interest in the book you had barely made a dent in.
âif you know, then why do you have that âlost puppy searching for itâs owner look on your face.ââ she teased, now looking up at you over the rimâs of her glasses with a knowing look on her face. âif you donât quit it Iâm going to be forced to tell your boyfriend you waited here for hours for him to return from his mission. itâs honestly cute you missed him so muchâĻ even though itâs only been a week.â
âyou wouldnât dare.â entirely embarrassed by the truth in her words, you didnât bother trying to refute her accusations this time, instead opting to watch the cars pass by. the relationship was still new and this was the longest time you had been apart, but it was something you would have to grow used to eventually.
initially, just to save face and prove semiu wrong, you had intended to wait until the crowd of cleaners and supporters returning from the mission had dispersed to approach him, but that flew out the window as soon as you caught sight of them. in a last strive to preserve what little dignity that remained, you didnât out right tackle him but the force of you jumping to give him a kiss on his cheek sent him backwards a few inches, causing him to catch you so the both of you werenât sent tumbling onto the ground. âmissed you.â you stated quietly, sliding your arms from around his neck to his shoulders.
he readjusted his hands on your hips before giving you a rare genuine smile. âI missed ya too.â
gris it was no secret to the rest of the cleaners that you and gris had some sort of âthingâ going on, but neither of you had ever admitted to anything aloud despite others consistently prying for information. it was obvious to you both that there was a spark there as well, but with the nature of your jobs you never had the chance to act on itâĻ or at least that was the case until recently.
despite never stupidly inserting himself into any dangerous situations, when it came to your safety or anyone elseâs he wouldnât hesitate to jump in or block the attack since with his strength he could block more weight than the average cleaner. this led him to saving you from a trash beast that had snuck up behind you, leaving him to shoulder the brunt of the attack. thankfully, it wasnât fatal, but he sure got an earful from you on the way back to the cleanersâ headquarters.
on your next mission though, you happened to be seated with him in the front seat (he was driving as usual), and while everyone else filtered out of the car, you stayed back and stared at him. noticing your eyes and that you had yet to leave the car, he turned to face you and was about to ask if everything was okay before you abruptly cut him off.
grabbing a fistful of his uniform, you pulled him downwards and placed your lips on his. while it effectively caught him off guard for a moment, it didnât take him long to kiss you back, even leaning forward to deepen it. to his disappointment, just as soon as it started it was over.
pulling back and releasing his jacket, you sighed and gave him a once over. âdo me a favor and donât get yourself killed alright?â If there was anytime that gris was going to be careful it was definitely going to be today.
follo the papers scattering every inch of the table before you and the constant quarreling from your coworkers only added to your impending headache. semiu was going to be out on official business for the boss for the next few weeks, so there was much dispute over who was going to carry out her duties in her absence. at this point you were beginning to regret your decision to offer your assistance in exchange from being excluded from the next few missions.
hearing your name be called, you were suddenly snapped out of your thoughts when you noticed several eyes looking at you expectantly. tomme sighed before repeating what she had asked you originally, pointing her finger to a location on the map before you in pursuit to regain your attention that was currently elsewhere.
despite your seemingly lackluster focus to the situation at hand, you honestly werenât intending to not pay attention, your thoughts were simply occupied elsewhere-or more specifically with someone elseâĻ who happened to be walking through the doors right at that moment.
raising his hand in greeting as he approached, he took his cap off and tried to lessen the beaming smile that had begun to take hold on his lips that closely mirrored your own.
âhi.â
âhey. I just wanted to say goodbye before we head out on the next mission.â your shared love struck gaze was shortened when a gloved hand waved in between your face and his own, again snapping you out of it. tomme whined before placing her hands on her hips in frustration.
âhow are we supposed to get anything done if you two wonât stop making goo goo eyes at each other?â suddenly flustered, you crossed your arms over your chest, growing defensive even though deep down you knew she was right and didnât mean anything negative by itâĻ you obviously hadnât been paying attention and folloâs presence was only making it worse.
âsheâs not wrong you know, you havenât paid attention to a word either of us has said this entire time.â riyo chimed in with a giggle. as if he sensed that you were about to retort something follo interrupts before itâs too late.
âIâll see you when I get back.â he cuts in before gently tilting your chin upwards, capturing your lips in a kiss thatâs a few seconds too short for your liking, before walking away and placing his hat in its rightful position on top of his head.
ignoring what just happened, tomme runs her hand across her face before asking âdo you recall anything we just went over?â a beat passes and riyo bursted out in laughter at the absurdity of the situation playing out before her.
ââĻno.â
corvus hearing nothing after knocking on the door, you let yourself into the bossâ office and were somewhat surprised at the sight you saw before you. instead of in his usual seat at his desk, you find him over to the left of the room, reclined backwards so the length of his body covered the entirety of the couch while seemingly in conversation with someone over a choker.
not wanting to interrupt what could be official business, you begin to turn back before a beckoning gloved finger stops you in your tracks. closing the door, you pad over the carpet before he slides one of his legs off of the couch and onto the floor-effectively giving you enough room to lie down next to him (although it would still be cramped). you guessed the call mustâve not been that important if he didnât mind you listening in on it unintentionally, but it was a well known fact that he had a soft spot for you despite being kind and fair to everyone.
taking a seat next to him in the already confined space you were trying to fit into, you rest your legs so theyâre partially lying over one of his and your feet resting on the arm of the chair, while your head rested on his bicep. shifting to get comfortable, you eventually move so your head so itâs facing him, contentedly watching the intense concentration on his face as he continued the conversation yet moving his free arm around your shoulder to pull you impossibly closer.
grabbing your gloved hand from where it currently cradled his face, he gently brought it up to his face and place a chaste kiss on the inside of your wrist, not breaking eye contact as he did so. at the moment, you werenât sure what this was, but you liked the direction it was going in.
august despite going through some rigorous training in your tenure as a cleaner, doing your best to stand completely still for over an hour while your boyfriend hovered around making adjustments to his latest creation may have been your hardest job yet. âaugust,â you complained, settling down on the stool you had been standing on, being mindful to not accidentally stab yourself with one of the various pinâs holding the garment together. âwhy canât you use one of your mannequins? Iâm sure theyâve got better proportions than I do anyway.â
âbabe? are you serious?â he said incredulously, looking at you over the rimâs of his shades with a shocked expression. âyouâre perfect. why do you think I reference you when sketching the majority of my designs? youâre literally my muse?!â now it was your turn to be shocked, previously you had assumed that he just used you as a model because no one else was willing to pose or deal with his âeccentricâ personality for longer than a few minutes.
âand besides,â he began to correct your previous statement, diligent fingers adjusting a band that ran around your midsection, leaving butterflies looming under the areas his hands brushed. âIâm only altering now, do you need a break.â unable to speak, you simply shook your head ânoâ and were forced to reconcile with what your just learned, which became more difficult as he continued to work.
as his girlfriend, you obviously thought he was attractive but that aspect was doubled when you watched him work, with his hair pulled back into a high pony tail giving you a full view on the uncharacteristically concentrated look on his face. it didnât help that as he went back and forth from you to the sewing machine, the bulk of the work he had left was adjusting the sleeves and collar, which did nothing but add to your currently flustered state.
by this point he had removed all of the pins, sewed everything together and had picked you up (not that he needed to but the gesture was appreciated nonetheless) off of the stool to set you on the floor, leaving you to admire his craftsmanship in the mirror.
âwow, youâve really outdone yourself this time.â you praised genuinely, twirling and admiring your reflection in the mirror, catching his unreadable expression as he stroked his chin in thought. âwhatâs wrong?â he tilted his head, before sighing.
âsomething still isnât right.â he claimed, playing with the hem of your blouse, leading you to believe he was going to do some further alterations. instead of doing that and taking you completely by surprise, he leaned down and placed a firm kiss on your lips, the force of which sends you back a bit, leaving you to rest your hands on his shoulders and for him to rest his own on your hips.
âaugust?â you asked quietly, your biting tone betraying the unnerved look on your face since he was now only a few inches away, your fingers fidgeting in anticipation. âI thought you wanted to do more work on the garment?â
taking a hand to remove his sunglasses and rest them on the his head, he tilts his head and leans impossibly closer so your lips brush when he speaks, lacking his usual exuberant charm and completely serious this time. âyeah, I do. but right now kissing you is more important.â
tamsy feeling a familiar weight rest itâs presence on your pajama clad shoulder, you leaned over to the side to allow him to rest his chin more comfortably. despite this becoming an almost nightly occurrence at this point, you hadnât the slightest idea what drew the duo toned male to seeking you out of the rest of the cleaners. usually only keeping to himself outside of sarcastic quips and âhelpfulâ suggestions with an underside of passive aggressiveness.
here though, he was different. that shell of dignity and feigned refinement had cracked, and he had both figuratively and literally let his hair down. maybe you should be grateful for his vulnerability. maybe you should be concerned that heâs chosen you to spend time with outside of everyone else. as you both recline against your headboard, seated comfortably between his legs reading your favorite book-you try to not dwell on that too much.
âwhat are you reading today?â he questions rhetorically, his hands already traveling to cover your own and turn the novel over so he can view the title. âare you going to read it to me?â he whispers in your ear sending a shiver down your spine. unable to form any words, you nod before opening to the page you left off on.
seemingly content with your response, he places a peck on the side of your neck before settling his chin on your shoulder again. you were starting to look forward to this every evening.
jabber despite appearances and his well, interesting behavior and habits jabber could actually be quite the affectionate and doting boyfriend. sure, heâs looking at you with literal hearts in his eyes leading you to be slightly concerned about what he may do next but you love him anyway. this had been going on for about three minutes before you finally decided to turn to him and question him on his odd behavior.
âwhy are you staring at me?â he tilts his head and his smile widens.
âyouâre so hot.â he responds, giggling and causing you to roll your eyes good heartedly, his bluntness causing your heartbeat to quicken.
âthanks.â sighing in content, he gathered you in his arms and began to lay an assault of pecks on your cheek, causing you to erupt in a fit of laughter.
âstop it that tickles!â you eventually get out, playfully shoving him away before you feel a set of teeth bite down and squealing. âoh you are so weird.â
pulling back, he places a genuine kiss on your cheek before snuggling his head into your shoulder.
zodyl taking a bite into your turkey sandwich, you did your best to ignore your boyfriends intense gaze as he sat next to you, his head reclining against the trunk of the tree you were both seated under. to the untrained eye it may appear that he was resting or even slumbering but you knew better. he wasnât hungry, so you yourself werenât even sure what he was staring at.
ignoring him as usual when you couldnât understand what was going on in that brain of his, you continued to enjoy your sandwich before washing it down with some tea. it was a rare day when he wasnât spending a day toiling around in the lair where the raiders usually resided, and you were intent on enjoying every second of it.
just as you placed the sandwich wrapper in the metal lunch box, you felt him move closer and place his hand at the back of your neck before pulling your faces in closer together until you were kissing. zodyl was nothing if not intense, so it would be a surprise if his kisses were anything but that. placing a hand on the side of his head, you felt the warmth of his cheek underneath your palm.
when he finally pulled away, you watched in fascination with a dash of slight horror as familiar yet unique eye markings appeared on his complexion and his hand began to shift as he held it up, his nails beginning to sharpen.
âinteresting.â he commented before pulling you into yet another kiss.














