#date everything hcs

Edit: also Dorian

Hector face spoiler under the cut :3

(Cuz we saw the first kiss with Volt in-game. Ofc still a polycule cuz DO NOT SEPARATE)

IT’S LIKE YOU READ MY MIND because i was already writing this 😋😋 it PAINS me that we didn’t get it in game but that also means that we’re blessed with multiple different versions on tumblr.com 😋

since the first kiss with volt happens before the reset i imagine this one would too, maybe even while mc is helping eddie with the repairs!!

wc: 1.1k <3

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spending your mornings at the breaker box wasn’t exactly a new pastime of yours, but lately it had felt a little… different. you had found yourself getting increasingly nervous before each shift even though you were getting the hang of things more with every day spent helping out - you told yourself that it was because you were keeping your presence a secret from volt, or maybe because with each repair job you were being handed more responsibility, but deep down you knew that it was because of eddie.

he had intrigued you from the moment you first met him. of course he was a handsome guy, dizzyingly so, but you and him had gelled from the very start so you’d pushed these feelings down. he had grown to trust you and he needed your help, so you quickly settled into a close friendship with him and you were more than happy with this. chatting over repairs, bantering over drinks, but over time you’d found that the feelings you’d pushed down would start to rear their heads again. in the quiet understanding you shared when one of you was having a bad day, the lighthearted teasing to cheer the other up, the little pep talks and enthusiastic remarks you’d exchange over particularly difficult repairs. his company had become your favourite part of the day, and it was eating you alive.

stolen glances across the bar as you mingled with other patrons, him slipping you the occasional free drink with a tap to the side of his nose, the way his fingers would brush against yours as you passed tools between you. you weren’t sure if you were going insane or this was a mutual feeling - but either way, you sure as hell weren’t going to be the one to make the first move. so you simply carried on and tried to remain professional.

both stationed in the same corner of the breaker box, you were checking over some wiring that you’d patched up before a recent storm. it looked good to you, but in all honesty, you’d been distracted all morning by the fact that eddie was working right behind you and you’d already bumped into him several times.

‘fucking hell, pull yourself together,’ you thought as you let out a sigh and decided to call over the man in question to get his thoughts on the wiring. he was much more familiar with wires than you were, after all.

“hey eddie, is this looking okay?”

you startled almost immediately as the words left your lips - he was already leaning over your shoulder when you turned your head. your breath hitched as you registered his proximity, faces centimetres apart, and from the way his eyes darted to your lips, so quick that you just might have missed it, you wondered if he felt it too.

the two of you stayed there for a few moments, stunned, speechless, breathless. wide grey eyes met yours suddenly before flitting back down to your lips, and in a burst of confidence he spoke, almost a whisper.

“can i?”

oh my god.

“yes,” you breathed almost instantly and a small smile tugged at his lips as he shook his head gently in disbelief. you brushed your hand against his and his gaze met yours again - somewhere between surprised and shocked.

“are you sure?” he whispered, that signature steel gaze replaced with something gentle, something calm. “you… we’re working together…”

“eddie,” you breathed, eyes wide and full of want as your gaze burned into his, “i’ve wanted this.” you had turned so that your back was against the wall now and he stared at you like a deer in headlights. unable to help letting out a small laugh at the look on his face, you squeezed his hand as you added “so badly, you have no idea.”

he did have an idea, it turned out, because he had felt the exact fucking same this entire time. not knowing whether to talk to you out of fear of ruining your newfound friendship, afraid of coming across as weird if you didn’t feel it too - you were essentially his apprentice, after all, even if it was only temporary, and he was shit scared of stepping even a centimetre out of line. but the way you had looked at him when his gaze met yours just now, the flash of want in your eyes… it was now or never.

his gaze softened and his fingers twitched against yours as if he was struggling to keep them still, trying so hard not to just give in and touch you. “you actually want this? you’re not fucking with me?”

now you were the one shaking your head in disbelief, grinning and rolling your eyes as you brought a hand to cup his face. he leaned into it almost instantly and you stroked a thumb across his cheek as you uttered “eddie, i want this, i want you. please just fucking kiss me.”

“okay, okay,” he breathed in mock surrender, but he had already started leaning in. your gaze was fixed on his lips as he licked them, inching ever-so-slowly closer to you as if he was giving you yet another opportunity to back out.

deep down he knew neither of you were planning on it.

your other hand came to rest on the side of his neck as his lips finally met yours, an intoxicating mix of giddiness and warmth bubbling in your chest. his lips were soft, much softer than you anticipated, and your breath hitched as calloused hands found the small of your back. neither of you could help smiling against the others lips as he kissed you gently, carefully - yet no matter how soft and innocent, after a good while you both ended up breaking away for air, quiet giggles falling from your lips with your foreheads pressed together.

the smile on his face when you opened your eyes was contagious and it made your heart flutter. you stayed wrapped up in each other for a few moments, grinning, bashful, before eddie stepped back with a soft kiss to your forehead.

“let’s finish these repairs, huh?” he mused as his thumb traced your waist and you swore you could have melted on the spot. you gently took hold of his shirt and pressed a final kiss to his lips before meeting his gaze again and grinning ear to ear.

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Notes: Silly little headcanons of changes/differences of various datables, reactions, etc to a homeowner who is very pink with a hyperfeminine and coquette style! All random stuff I thought about :33

Warnings: GN! Reader, and pure fluff!!

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"(Coquette Habit -Sophie Woodhouse)"

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