Mutuals pt.2 (Onyankopon x Black! Reader)
haii! im so sorry for taking literally forever to post this. i was so ready to get back into writing, but i started taking my classes full time (which i passedďźďźžâďźžďź) but now i am getting ready for state and with three jobs... its a lot lol. but im ready to try to get back into it!
i also have Kofi if you ever wanted to support in other ways!
anywho, here ya go!
y/n is a little shy. when she moves back home, her friend mika tries to get her out the house. what better way than to meet mutuals?
(w.c. 2.6k)
warnings: none, language (if any)
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Itâs Thursday.Â
Today shouldnât hold so much weight, but it did. Besides being the beautiful day before a weekend, itâs the day before Ony and I go on our first date. Â
I canât help but think about it every now and then. Receiving his texts throughout the day doesnât help either. I've realized heâs much more of a subtle flirt than I would have thought, constantly catching me off guard. I smile and shake my head before looking away from my Apple watch to continue charting.Â
I check the time and see itâs a little after seven oâclock. After filling in a few people on my floor and making sure everything is logged in, I go to my locker and grab my belongings. I make my way to the elevator and ride down to the first floor. As soon as I step off of the elevator, I get a phone call.Â
Ony.Â
I bite my lip to prevent myself from smiling too much before answering.Â
âHello?âÂ
âHey, pretty girl,â I smile a little wider, âhow was work?âÂ
âIt was good. Walking to my car, now.âÂ
We make casual talk as I continue towards my car. Once Iâm inside with my doors locked, I start my engine and begin making my way home. After a few minutes, Ony finally brings up the day Iâve been too nervous to ask about.Â
âMmm... you ready for tomorrow, mama?âÂ
My heart skips.Â
âI, uhh, I am.â I try to sound as relaxed as possible. I can only hope he doesnât hear how hesitant I sound.Â
âWhatâs wrong? You donât sound so sure.âÂ
Of course, he heard...Â
âIâm sure... I just have a lot on my mind,â I explain softly.Â
âYou wanna talk about it?â Ony offers.Â
I smile, "Just excited for tomorrow, âs all.â I can almost hear his smile in his âmhm.âÂ
I assume thatâs a fine enough answer because Ony doesnât push the topic, opting to change the subject. Â
After about a 10-minute drive, I finally made it back home. I grab all of my belongings and make my way towards the door, making sure to lock my car. I unlock the door to my apartment and walk in, making sure to lock it, as well.Â
âYou inside yet, mama?â I hear Onyâs voice mumble through my phone.Â
âYeah, Iâm inside.â I walk to the island in the kitchen and put my bag on the counter before looking over at my buzzing phone. Â
Ony is FaceTiming me. Â
I answer the call and gently lean my phone against a nearby object on my counter so that he can see me. The call finally connects and I see Ony leaning back in his chair, fingers moving around on his controller as he plays the game. The corners of my lips slightly raise at the sight of him before I look away for a moment to place one hand on the counter and use the other to remove my shoes.Â
âYou look pretty, (N/N),â I hear him say over the speaker.Â
 I couldnât help but chuckle as I pick up my phone, shoes, and purse and walk to my bedroom.Â
âYou say that every time we're on the phone,â I mention with a tired yet teasing tone, âbut thank you.âÂ
He ignores my initial statement and smiles, eyes returning to his TV screen, âYouâre welcome.âÂ
~Â
The night goes on as it normally would; I change and sit on the phone with Yanni for a little over an hour before deciding it is time for me to take a shower and go to bed.Â
When I wake up the next morning, it takes me a moment to become fully oriented. When I do, I canât help but think about how the night could go. Ony and I can realize that being friends is whatâs best; we could not like one another, or we could continue in pursuit of a relationship. Of course, Iâm hoping for the latter, but only time will tell. Â
After talking to God about my worries, I feel a little better and finally decide to get up and get ready, leaving my phone on its charger. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I walk into my room and look through my wardrobe for a dress thatâs fancy enough for a dinner date but not overly obnoxious. Wanting to remain on the safe side, I decide on a long black, long-sleeved dress with some heels. Feeling content with my decision, I decide to pick up my phone to check any notifications.Â
The very first one is from Ony.Â
Ony: Good morning pretty girl. Ima be a little busier today so I wonât be able to talk much. Make sure youâre ready by 6. Iâll see you soonÂ
I smile before responding to his text, feeling slight butterflies in my tummy. I make sure to let him know I appreciate him telling me heâd be busy and that Iâll see him tonight. Checking the time, I decide to go ahead and grab some breakfast, opting for some fruit, feeling too nervous to eat too much.Â
I try to talk myself down, trying not to get worked up over some guy. Â
âItâs just another date with another guy... itâs just another date with another guy... but itâs not.âÂ
There's something about Onyan that makes me hope that what we have goes further than âjust another date.â Although weâve only really been able to speak over the phone since we met, he seems to be more genuine than any other person who has tried to pursue me. Mikasaâs words continue to play in my mind as well. Knowing from a reliable source that he doesnât mess around for fun also puts me a little at ease. Â
I just need to relax and trust that no matter what happens, everythingâs gonna be okay.Â
~ Â
I sit in front of my vanity, applying any finishing touches I think I need. I stand and take in my appearance. A smile makes its way onto my lips as I reach to grab some perfume. I spray to my heartâs content before grabbing my purse and phone and walking to the living room. Again, I look in the large mirror at my reflection, feeling happy with how I look. Minutes pass before I hear a knock on my door.Â
My heart drops to my stomach. I take a deep breath before walking to the door, unlocking and opening it. Once itâs open, I see Ony with a bouquet of light pink roses with white lilies. I give an endearing smile before hugging him.Â
âOny, these are beautiful. Thank you.âÂ
He carefully wraps his arms around me, a smile on his face as he responds, âYouâre welcome, (N/N). Iâm glad you like them.âÂ
I lean away before gently taking the bouquet from his grasp, my hand lightly brushing against his. I lead him inside for a moment while I carefully replace my older flowers with the newer ones. Once thatâs done, I grab my purse.Â
âYou ready?â Ony glances up from his phone once he sees that I have my purse.Â
I nod and watch as he smiles, taking in my outfit for the night. Â
âYou look beautiful, (Y/N).â He stands from the barstool he sat in while he waited and makes his way to me with his hand out. Â
 I take my lower lip into my mouth to try to prevent me from smiling like an idiot, and it just barely works. My hand interlocks with his as I respond. âThank you, and you look very handsome.â Â
Which is true. Ony has on a solid black shirt with some loose black pants and white forces. He, of course, has his chain and studs on and a black and white bomber jacket. He bites his lip as he looks down at me for a moment. Â
âThank you, mama.â I smile before looking at the ground. Ony let out a breathy chuckle at the way I couldnât hold eye contact before leading us to his car. He leads me to the passengerâs side and opens the door for me. I give a soft thank you before sitting down and bringing my legs inside. When I get situated, he closes the door and makes his way to the driver's side before driving off. Â
~Â
After 25 minutes, we make it to our restaurant. I know I havenât been here before, so I donât know what to expect. Ony parks and makes his way to my side to help me out. I place my hand in his while he leads us inside the restaurant. The host leads us to a secluded booth towards the back of the restaurant. We walk hand in hand until we reach the area, separating only to sit across from one another. Our host hands us our menus and tells us our waitress will be with us soon.Â
I gently look through the menu, eyes slowly gazing over what all the restaurant has to offer. Ony, sitting across from me, canât help but allow his eyes to gaze over me, only giving his menu half the attention since he already knows what he wants. He swiftly thinks of something to talk about and opens his mouth to speak.Â
âDonât hesitate to get anything you want, by the way. â My eyes flicker up to his at the sound of his voice. I smile softly before briefly returning my eyes back to the menu.Â
âIâll keep that in mind, thank you.âÂ
Ony gently licks his lips before closing his menu completely and giving me his undivided attention.Â
After that, conversation was nothing short of wonderful - Ony smoothly leading the us from one topic to another. I could feel my attraction for him grow the more he spoke to me in that soft, deep tone that Iâve grown used to. Due to me not being the best conversationalist, I was hesitant for this date, but it comes so naturally with him. As if he knows exactly what to say and when to say it.Â
From childhood memories to stories about work to ranting about the group that weâve grown to love so dearly. It felt as though we had known each other for years.
After ordering, it took us bit before our food was brought out to us. Even then we joke about how it got quiet when we started eating, knowing that the restaurant he picked was a good choice. We each took our time, slowly realizing that we didnât want the night to end just yet. Even after Ony paid for our meal, we still stayed to talk for about another 30 minutes. Â
After laughing at a joke he said, I turned my phone over on the table to check the time and sigh.Â
âOny, we should probably head out. Itâs getting late.âÂ
He picks up his phone and gives a soft smile.Â
âYeah, you right... Alright, letâs go, pretty girl,â he directs softly before standing.Â
 I scoot just a little before turning my legs to the outside of the booth where Ony was waiting with his hand outstretched. I gently place my hand in his and stand.Â
âYou got everything?â I turn to make sure I didn't drop anything before nodding. Â
âMhm, yeah. Iâm good.âÂ
And with that, he leads us towards the exit. Once we get to his car, he opens the door for me before going to his side. I watch as he walks to his side, trying to hide the goofy grin thatâs trying to make itself known. Â
He finally sits down in the car before turning to look at me, narrowing his eyes slightly.Â
âWhat?â he asks with a small grin. I shake my head before picking up my phone.Â
âNothing.â By the way I bit my lip to keep from smiling, Iâm sure he knew it wasnât ânothing,â but he chose not to push. Opting for âwhatever you say, (N/N.)âÂ
The drive to my house was mostly done so in peaceful silence. Other than the speakers and the occasional quip, we just enjoyed each otherâs presence. Â
After some time, Ony pulled into my apartment. He turned off his car and made his way to me.Â
âAww, such chivalry. Walking me to my door?â I quip once my hand is in his.Â
He immediately smacks his lips before closing the door. âMmcht, man gonâ on somewhere.â He couldnât even finish the sentence without smiling, causing me to giggle.Â
We make it to my door, and I turn to him with a sigh.Â
âThank you for agreeing to go out with me, (Y/N),â his voice low and clear. Â
I lean my shoulder against the door and sleepily look him in his eyes. âThank you for taking me out. I really had fun.âÂ
âEnough fun to want to do it again?â he asks, taking a step towards me.Â
I look off to the side, hide my smile behind my hand before dropping it. âYeah, Ony. Enough to want to do it again.âÂ
He looks down, a smile plastered on his face.Â
Only a few moments passed before he looks back at me and takes another step forward. I tilt my head a little to the side before feeling him take my hand in his, standing directly in front of me.Â
âIâm gonna be very honest, (Y/N) - I would really like to kiss you right now.âÂ
For some reason me being a little tired made me a little bold and I ask, âSo why havenât you?â Â
A moment after those words left my mouth, Onyâs hand rests on my neck, his thumb, pointer, and ring finger gently grabbing my jaw to tilt my head upwards. He leans down and presses his soft lips onto mine. I donât hesitate for a moment before meeting him halfway. Ony slides his other hand around my waist, pulling me in to completely close the space between us. My left hand slides to his wrist as he deepens the kiss. Â
It felt too soon when he pulled away. I opened my eyes to see him looking intensely at me. I quickly shy away, opting to look at the ground, my hand gently rubbing the remnants of Ony from my lips as I try not to smile too hard.Â
âThank you again, Ony,â I mumble trying to keep my rapid heartbeat under control.Â
Ony looked at me with an adorned look in his eyes. Â
âYouâre welcome, mama. Go get some rest, okay?â Â
âYou, too... Goodnight, Ony.â Â
âGoodnight, (N/N).âÂ
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Itâs been three months since Ony and I have been dating, and itâs been amazing. Heâs been amazing. He continues to show me just how caring and protective he is - genuine and fun. The way he never fails to make me smile (whether it be after a tough day at work, or Iâm just feeling a little down) is something I didnât realize I needed.Â
âIâm so glad I listened to Mika,â is something I constantly think to myself.Â
She was right when she told me that he would show me the type of person he is.Â
And I couldnât be happier.Â
Ony and I are a little more comfortable with visiting each other's houses, opting to just stay in and relax most of the time. Each time we do, we learn so much about one another. From likes to dislikes to family and more. The more we spend time together, the more I canât help but think about what it would be like to actually be in a committed relationship with him. Â
Iâd be lying if I said I didnât try to shoo the thought away, but itâs so hard when Ony is... himself. Going above and beyond is not foreign to him. His emotional intelligence is evident through his desire for clear communication and his (surprising) amount of empathy. Â
Gosh, heâs so wonderful.Â
My thoughts are cut short by a soft *ping!*Â I glance at my phone to see Onyâs name pop up. I bite back a smile before opening his message.
Yanni <3 : Be ready by 8. I got a surprise for youÂ
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pt.1
y/n is a little shy. when she moves back home, her friend mika tries to get her out the house. what better way than to meet mutuals? warnin













