Reth gazes down at his two most favourite people in the world. You’re laying in between his legs, eyes closed, while your arms hold the most important thing in Reth's life.
A baby nestles into your chest, its purple skin a major contrast against your own. The baby's a spitting image of Reth, same flush purple skin, pointed ears, and a coppery mop of hair
The afternoon sun filters in through lace curtains and the smell of soup lingers in the air. Birds chirp in harmony as they swoop around each other like flow. For once in Reth's life, this is where he wants to be, living the life he couldn’t even fathom having. No more cartel drama, no more debt. Just the life he feels like he never deserved.
You curl your legs up onto Reth's thighs as you stir. The life in your arms letting out a sigh as it grabs Reth’s finger with a chubby hand, placing it in its mouth before closing its muddy eyes back to sleep. The birds chirp to say goodnight as the sun settles down behind the mountains and Reth’s arms wrap around you and the baby, allowing himself to finally rest.
A/N: I hope we enjoy! I haven't been in the mood to cook something up but I thought I'd try. When I'm feeling up to it I'll expand some more on this part of Reth <#
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⁞ Reth comforts you when you come crying into the Ormuu's Horn
WC: 386, GN reader, fluff
"Miss me or the soup, because it was pretty tasty-" Reth begins to chuckle, then his tone dies down into one of slight concern from behind the bar counter at Ormuu's. A blue rag swipes over the bench, mopping up what looks like another failed soup experiment.
You never stayed up this late, saying it would "overwhelm your system" or something like that. You had a set routine, and everyone knew it, especially Reth. And when you broke that routine, everyone knew something was happening.
You groggily walked behind the counter, dodging the cardboard boxes that had been left on the floor for days, not even bothering to bite back at him with a joke to match his flirtatious energy. His eyes had dropped and followed you like the scent of soup that clung to him.
"Something tells me you're not in the mood for soup..?" His tone rhetorical. You're standing in front of him now, shaking your head, tears threating to spill from your eyes. You wrap your arms around his slutty waist, not bothering to check if there's anyone else in the pub watching you. Tears explode into his chest, and sobs erupt from your mouth. You feel his muscles tense slightly before he places his hands on the side of your head, peeling your face up at him.
"Why don't we go take a break downstairs? I promise it's cleaner than the last time." His lips connect with your forehead before grabbing the 'On break' sign and placing it over the register, fully aware he won't be coming back, and closed the pub an hour early. You get spun around and walked out from behind the bar, Reth's hands on your shoulders while dodging the boxes he swears he'll clean.
He leads you down the stairs and into his storeroom. You make a B-line towards the sofa with stuffing falling out, and lie down on your stomach. Reth lets out an exaggerated groan and places himself onto the floor in front of the sofa, sitting criss-cross-apple-sauce. his head rests next to yours then a hand runs up your pink pajama shirt, rubbing slow circles over your soft skin. He placed another kiss on your eyelids this time.
"Tell your amazing boyfriend what happened, what type of soup you want, and why you're not in bed."
A/N: Art credit: Image 1 @bscoolart, Image 2 @valesyn-art-archive, Image 3 @sidheilustra-old, Divider by @cafekitsune
Neighbour!Reth, moved into the apartment next to you 3 years ago, and every Friday since, he insists that he comes over and cooks you his 'soup of the week' to let you de-stress off work, when in reality he wants an excuse to see you more than just in the hallway.
Neighbour!Reth, who smiles and waves at your doorbell camera each morning just in case you forgot what his charming face looked like since he did it yesterday.
Neighbour!Reth, waters your pot plants as well as his in the mornings, but lets you believe that you've kept them thriving, telling you with a wink, "They look REALLY good this week, though not as good as the soup I'm making tonight in your kitchen."
Neighbour!Reth, who keeps the spare key you gave him under his 'Welcome' mat, in case you lock yourself out for the 3rd time this week.
Neighbour!Reth, who ends up with you curled next to him in your bed, hands running through your hair while you sob softly after another fight with your partner. Him wishing he was here out of love and not because the same thing happens between you and your partner every week.
Neighbour!Reth, who can hear every word of the argument between you and your partner through the walls, wishing you would understand his hints at how much better he could be for you. Then goes and drops some soup at the door because he'll never say it out loud.
Neighbour!Reth, who see's that same partner enter your apartment time after time, sweet talking his was back to you, just for him to fix you back up, saying, "That's what friends are for, right sweet-tooth?"
Neighbour!Reth, who tells you exactly how he feels when you've fallen asleep next to him, but can't get the words out when you're awake. Because you're just neighbours, right?
A/N: I think this weekends fic is gonna be about the last 3 :3, EDIT: FULL FIC OUT HERE
Moonlight cracked through the curtains of the nursery window, spilling on the floor like soup spilled at the inn. An owl hooted somewhere outside, signaling that dusk had arrived for the night.
Reth was lying on the floor with a flower shaped cushion under his head, and an arm snaked up in between the bars of the crib next to him with his hand lying on a baby's back. It was a different feeling to the chaos each day bought. It was almost surreal. The image looked exactly like the quote “Like Father, like child.” A line of drool seeping down the baby's dusty purple chubby cheeks, while the exact same thing was plastered on Reth’s mouth.
You walked into the nursery after noticing the house was too quiet when it had a baby and a grown man in it. The only noise coming from the room was the hum from the white noise machine Hodari gifted you. Your feet stopped you at the door as you looked at the pure love in front of you.
Reth had the blanket you quilted for the baby wrapped around his slutty waist, which was quite strange for him, considering he went around saying he didn’t get cold and wore t-shirts and shorts everywhere. The Sernuk print curling up with the fold of the quilt.
You never realised how identical both of them were. Whether it be the noses, pale purple complexion, or the copper mess of hair, it was clear who’s baby this was. And you wouldn’t want it any other way.
Contemplating whether you should join them or let them have this moment, you tiptoed towards the two, making sure not to step on the floorboards that creaked with stories from age. You started to settle down behind Reth, arms wrapping around his almost non-existent waist, and your legs crossing around his own. Your lips place a soft kiss over the tattoos that wind around his shoulder before tossing the quilt around the both of you, letting the white noise machine sitting on the hand carved shelf made by Tish slide you into one of the best slumbers you’ve had.
A/N: I think I really like dad Reth 🤭 Im also not 100% feeling up to writing, but I can push through :)
Art By: @crescent-dawn, @lx1920jmax, @explosivewhales
You find a puppy and bring it back home, unknown to Reth.
Request from here by sweet Anon :)
WC: 457, GN!Reader
“Aren’t you just the cutest ever- Yes you are-” You coo towards the ball of a Muujin pup lying on its back on top of the bed. You scratch its soft tummy with a giggle, lacing your fingers between its fur. The pup lets out a howl while its tongue laps at your hand.
You were heading back home by the beaten track from Elderwood, peeling an orange with a pocket knife you stole from Reth’s bag, when munching sounds filled your ears. Cautiously turning around, you spotted what seemed to be a Muujin pup eating the scraps of orange peel at your feet. It looked awfully skinny with tufts of hair missing from its coat. You thought back to when you first met Hassian, and what he told you about Muujins. Apparently Muujin pups were hidden in dens, protected by their mothers. So why would one be eating scraps of fruit at your feet?
Unfortunately for you, decision making was never your best skill, which ended up with you scooping up the boney thing and carrying it all the way back home. It had to be abandoned otherwise it wouldn't be out here is what you told yourself. The thing you didn’t think about was that 1, you had no idea how to look after a fish, let alone a meat eating beast. And 2, your partner Reth had no idea. Reth did always say he wanted a Plumehound though. This was close enough. He was used to your rash decision making, despite him trying to make you think through things by saying something like “It’s like soup sweet-tooth, you can’t just throw anything into a pot and expect it to taste like my cooking.” but you stayed the same. Now there's a puppy on your bed and a shiny collar around its neck.
The porch door clanks shut, and footsteps approach the room.
"What' s cookin’ good lookin’? Is that Muujin Bahari I smell?” He steps into the room, then his eyes pop out of their place. He covers his mouth with a slap, then walks towards you.
“Reth! Don’t say that he’ll think you’re gonna eat him.” You cover the pup's ears with your hands, pouting.
“I am so sorry, little buddy.” Reth makes his way over to the pup, trying to keep his look of confidence on, but the way he walks says he’s scared it’ll jump out and attack him. He slowly places a hand on the pup's head, then turns his head to look at you. His eyes are glimmering like a kid on Christmas, getting exactly what they asked for. You grin at the two of them before Reth gives you quick taps on the shoulder.
“Can we keep him?”
A/N: This was my first request so its super special. I deeply apologise if its not the best. Work was terrible but I really wanted to do this for you <3
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Boyfriend!Reth, who asks if you're here for him or the soup, and when you say him, he raises his eyebrows in mock shock before handing you a bowl of lettuce soup and saying, "Are you sure? Because today's soup is REALLY good."
Boyfriend!Reth, who asks you if you missed him or can't sleep when you wander into the Ormuu's Horn way past your bedtime, then tells you to stop by the storeroom and chill with him, because misery loves company, right?
Boyfriend!Reth, who brings you steaming hot bowls of soup when you're bed-bound sick, and insists he tells you all of his 'extravagant' storeys to make you feel better.
Roommate!Reth, who always keeps his door unlocked at night incase you need him, in the chance those night terrors you used to talk about come back.
Roommate!Reth, who cooks for the both of you ever night just to hear you compliment his cooking.
Roommate!Reth, who says his shower is broken at least twice a week and insists on using yours, though you figured out he was lying after he came out smelling like your cashmere lotion every time.
Roommate!Reth, who plays music deafeningly loud in his room that you can hear it through the wall, all while he tells you its "To expand your music taste."
Roommate!Reth, lets you lay your head in his lap while watching a movie on the sofa, fingers toying with your hair, but covers it up as "I'm getting the knots out like I did for Tish."
Roommate!Reth leaves yellow sticky notes reminding you about things, or just reminding you about him around the whole house on the days he's not there.
Roommate!Reth, who slips pictures of him and you under your bedroom door after the rare fight in hopes to earn your forgiveness back.
Roommate!Reth, who can afford to live in much better places then this, but won't because it means leaving you behind.
Roommate!Reth, who squeezes his arms around your waist after you crawled into his bed when the AC stopped working because "Your room has natural heating." Apparently.
Roommate!Reth, who's biggest fear is to be forgotten by you.
A/N: Its almost Christmas!!! Merry Christmas to all that celebrate. I think I might do a Christmas fic too.... I hope we like Roommate Reth because i did. He's kinda like Neighbour!Reth but anywho.
Roommate!Reth ends up curled next to you in bed after the dreams come back.
wc: 744 , gn!reader
Reth hated these nights. The nights that the nightmares about the cartel started up again, the nights where he was held in those dreams, the nights that he sobbed until he vomited when he finally escaped the dreams, the nights that he had to make you worry.
The dreams had started up again when Tish got ill for the second time a few months ago, though they were never as frequent as they were now. It was the same scene over and over again, him promising his life away to make her just that little bit better and getting too deep to back out. And he could never wake up until the dream was done. He’d tried all the remedies in the city, and seen all the specialists, but nothing helped like the sweetness of you.
Despite knowing about Reth’s business with the cartel, he had never told you about the dreams. He wouldn’t dare make you worried about him, and in his mind he could fight everything on his own forever. So when nights like this did happen, he made up excuses to be in your bed, to be close to the only thing that seemed to make these feelings leave him be. It didn’t matter if you two labelled yourselves as roommates to everyone else. Behind closed doors you were closer then close, even if none of you ever said it.
“You feeling ok?” You muttered towards Reth who’s got his face buried in a pillow and his coppery mop of curls sprayed out like a fan. His arms were curled around your waist in a tight hug, squeezing just enough so that you weren't uncomfortable, but he was grounded. Your bed wasn’t the biggest being only a queen, but you made it work if one of you laid on your side against the wall, today being Reth's turn.
“ ’M missing home.” His voice murmured through the plush pillow. You sighed and toyed with his curls, wrapping them up around your finger and letting go. This was the 3rd time in two weeks he was missing home, which was two too many for normal.
“Why were you crying before?” You whisper, wiping the sleep from corners of his eyes.
Despite his best efforts, Reth was never good at being discreet with anything he ever did, often leading you to spoil surprises or walk in on moments. Including overhearing the tears of tonight. It was painful to listen too, not in the way that it sounded bad, in the way it wasn't your place to push to help him. He had always been the type of guy to not burden people with his problems, but you made sure to make him aware that you were here when he needed, and maybe these nights were when he needed most.
Reth’s eyebrows scrunched together, his grip on your waist loosening as if he was getting ready to fight or flight. With a slight shake of his head he whispered,
“Let's not talk about it tonight. All that's important is that you're here.” You stay quiet, deciding it wasn’t worth the argument, and you’d let him figure it out.
Reth starts to tighten his arms back around you, and buries his face in the crook of your neck, before placing a kiss that could have been missed if you weren't paying attention to your collarbone. You slow down at curling his hair in your fingers, gazing down at his purple lips sitting flush on your shoulder. You were exactly what he needed in life, and he was what you needed. No one would speak about tonight again, you were just roommates after all. Plus he’d be back in your bed next week anyways, and the cycle would continue.
You were about to call him out on the kiss like you always did, until you felt his chest rise and fall against you, his breath even with sleep. A smile stretched over your lips before placing a kiss on each of his eyelids. You snuggled back into him, intertwining your body with his before you ever so slowly let the night take you in. Even if you slept lightly to make sure Reth was ok, you’d do it again each night forever.
Your friends and family always said you two acted more as a couple then roommates though both of you always denied it. But maybe they were right. Maybe this was more than a friendship.
A/N: 2 fics in 1 week is a rare occasion. I'm going on holidays next week and wanted to get ahead of 1 fic per week minimum by posting today. I had this pop into my mind at work today while filling a bucket of ice. I do love this and I think I'll try dad Reth when I write next, I also am obsessed with Yung Gravy, and still Nam-gyu from squid game, so Nam-gyu fics are present in my mind. Anyways, have a beautiful time doing what your doing, and my requests box is always open to chat or give requests <3
