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*.✧500 follower fluff event✧.*
Fluff Alphabet 2.0 HC: abcd, efgh, ijkl, mnop, qrst, uvwx, yz
A - Apprehensive — How apprehensive is he when he falls for someone? How long does it take for him to open up?
Schlatt had never expected to harbour feelings for you. You were his friend, someone he got comfortable with after knowing for a long period of time. You were the person he would talk to and text at the most random times of the day about even more random topics. Messing with you and bullying you slowly turned into friendly flirting, calling you 'sweetheart' and 'darling' on the occasional discord call. And him forgetting how to speak if you use his own tactics against him, calling him 'sweetheart' and 'handsome', noticing the red crawling up his neck and ears and eventually his face. He would throw the most absurd innuendoes at you because you rolled with it, even firing some back at him to keep up the back-and-forth banter. It was all done so effortlessly, he didn't think too deeply about it. Not until he had to come to terms with what his actual feelings for you were, and why you were the last person he thought about before going to bed and the first person when he'd blink his eyes open in the morning.
But as soon as he would come to accept that maybe he likes you more than just a friend, he could not help but think of all the ways it could go downhill. Sure, he believed that you should always shoot your shot, but at the same time, somewhat hypocritical of him, he doesn't want to lose you or create any awkwardness between the two of you. Not only that, it's simply so easy to have a pessimistic outlook these days, and with how the internet is, anxiety would creep up on him when he would think about how you two would navigate the relationship-- thinking all this before even confessing. There would also that small cynical part of him that doubts if you would truly like him back.
Though he was apprehensive about having a relationship with you, all the negative thoughts and anxieties looming over his head like a dark cloud, he could not let those thoughts push away someone so dear to him. Likewise, he could not let some nerds on the internet scare him and affect this part of his life. Countless late-night calls would be held between the trio, Ted, Charlie and himself, just talking about all the things he could and should do. Since the other two are already in a somewhat public relationship, they'd have ample advice for him along with his own ideas on how to go about it. Hearing one of them offhandedly say, "...take too long and someone else might swoop in and take them." might ignite a new sense of urgency in him.
B - Backrubs— Does he like getting backrubs or massages from his partner after a stressful day? And does he reciprocate?
Schlatt is a big guy, standing 6'3 and towering over almost every person he meets. He has already mentioned multiple times about how his back is always hurting. Now pair that with a day loaded with work and being hunched over his desk. The awful posture would surely strain his spin along with his shoulders and neck. You would hear him groan and wince every now and then when he is seating himself next to you or getting up to grab some water. When you would offer him a back rub or massage, he wouldn't be able to decline. "Oh honey, you don't have to do that..." but he'd already be craning his head to the side as your hands would press on the nape of his neck, applying enough pressure to release some of that stress stored in his muscles.
When you would sit next to him or hold him and rub the length of his back, an odd but relaxing sense of relief would wash over him. Difficult to describe- it's entirely and wholly comforting. The feeling of your palm caressing up and down his back, or side to side on his shoulders, occasionally dipping past the hem or neckline of his shirt to feel the soft and warm skin underneath. Your fingertips would raise goosebumps and he would hum, the touch making him feel simply satisfied-- happily content to have someone like you to share these tender moments with. It's a rather small but important act of affection.
Schlatt, him and his big ol'hands-- look like they would give such amazing massages and backrubs. He kind of wouldn't know what he's doing the first time, treating you a bit like how he would treat Jambo and hoping you feel somewhat relaxed. It's the thought that counts, right? So you might have to direct him where to put pressure. He also seems like the type to watch videos on how to properly give a massage after the first time.
When you would be glued to your desk, Schlatt would be the one to come over quietly, placing something to eat on your desk and asking you when you'd be finished with work. As he's talking to you in a low voice, careful not to disturb the focused atmosphere of the office, his large hands are on the balls of your shoulders, squeezing gently and working their way down your arms.
When you both would be laying down on the bed or on the couch, your back flush against his chest, almost absentmindedly his hand would start rubbing circles or squeezing you along your hips and waist, slowly moving towards the base of your back. He would run his thumb up and down the curve of your spine, being anything but surprised if you'd fallen asleep because of him.
C - Camera — Does he take pictures of you or you two together? What does his gallery look like after being with him?
Not too many, but enough to see your face pass by with every scroll of his thumb. Perhaps in the beginning, he held back from taking any pictures. Since he wasn't too comfortable with having a camera angled towards him, he would probably not pull out his phone often for that matter. He is also a pretty private person, not the type to whip out his phone at every moment, but once you two break the ice that comes with dating, pictures of you would slowly start to take up a majority of his camera roll. A smaller majority compared to Jambo that is.
There would be pictures of you two together—one where your faces are smooshed against each other's and it takes over the entire frame. Your hand can be seen pressing his face closer by the chin, his eyes squinting as he tries to hide his smile, pretending to be annoyed; one where you're both dressed up for a date, where he's a bit reluctant about being in the picture with you but when you lean your head against his chest and he sees how perfect you two look next to each other, he happily complies; one where he's fallen asleep on you and you open the camera on his phone to take a picture of the precious moment, his face pressed against your neck and your fingers lazily in his hair.
There would be solo shots of you, one where you asked him to take a picture of the sky and its changing colours, but instead, he takes the picture with you against the sunset. It would always makes him lose his train of thought when he would look back at it. There are ones where you're in his hoodie or covering your face with one of his hats. And the ones of you where you're in the kitchen with him, covered in the aftermath of his foolery, white flower on your head trailing all the way down to your pants. Whenever you would look at that picture, you'd be pulled back to that moment and remember his shit-eating grin as he was taking out his phone to take the picture.
And of course, he would have a special album for all the blackmail material against you. The sequence of pictures where Schlatt caught you in your not-so-finest moments which are then followed by half-blurry pictures where you chase after him or grab his phone out of his hands, a failed attempt at deleting the pictures because he locked his phone at lightening speed.
There would be a picture he would hold so close to his heart that he might even consider having it printed and framed for his desk or wallet. It is would be heartwarming picture of you and the two cats, all curled up on the couch fast asleep. He would take quite a few different angles but his favourite is the top-down view, fully capturing the moment. You're wrapped up in a soft throw blanket, Jambo under your arm and the black cat curled by your lap laying on top of the blanket. He would be just smiling to himself like a goof whenever he'd be looking at the picture.
D - Date Night — How do dates with him usually go? Are they fancy and romantic or more casual and fun? [This is different from the previous one, which was first date]
The usual dates would be casual and laid back. You would get off of work and Schlatt would pick you up from your place or you would agree to meet up at the restaurant. A hug, a kiss on your cheek, then you'd be walking towards your table. Dinner and drinks with quiet conversations between you two as he would reach across the table to hold your hand. And if you two were sitting on the same side of the booth, he would put his arm around your shoulders. Sure, you two might have already had dessert but why not get some ice cream and drive around a bit after that?
And there would be some casual dates that would be more than just going out to eat. Sometimes it would be going to the arcades or amusement parks, where one of you would beg the other not to on the scary rollercoasters or thrill rides, but would end up going anyways. And one of you would be screaming at the top of your lungs while the other would somehow manage to laugh and enjoy the ride. Schlatt might not be able to win against the crane games, "They're all fucking rigged I tell you." but he would be able to get you one of those tall stuffed teddy bears. His skilful shooting and aim would come in full use as he would knock down all the cans or pop all the balloons with the toy rifle, all while a cocky grin would be plastered on his face.
It would be nice to go out on more romantic dates every once in a while. Seeing you all dressed up would make him ditch the hoodie for something more classy like a freshly ironed button-down shirt with dress pants [black button-down schlatt I repeat black button-down schlatt]. He would try to make these romantic and fancy dates unique and memorable from the others. One time it would be on the top story floor with the entire city as its view, another time it would be something more extravagant. He would want to make each date better than the last one, wanting to see that smile and surprise painted on your face. But he would also tier himself out, trying to figure out what the next date should be and instead stressing himself out.
At moments like these, you would suggest having a more simple date night, like the ones you had at the beginning of your relationship. Movie or game night dates with [an attempt at] a homecooked meal. The alcohol would already be buzzing in your head, bringing a warm red blush on Schlatt, as you would figure out what to cook together. When the food is on the stove, Schlatt's arms would be wrapped around your waist, hugging you from the back. His hands would slide to your hips and slowly sway you to the tunes playing in the background. With another sip of his liquid courage, he'd be more daring in his steps, bringing you out to the open area of the kitchen. A soft smile would set on his face as he would twirl you and try to gracefully dip you with one arm holding the small of your back, before pulling you back up to meet his lips.
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