letter.
request ; @dukina: hi, senpai~! may i request for ging freecss where ging writes reader a letter every day, but he never sends them. instead, he put them into a folder to give to reader to read when they’re finally together? with fem!reader please?
# tags: headcanon; friends to ?; letters!au; light romance; a bit of angst; fluff; confession; sfw
includes: female reader ft. ging freecss {hxh}
author’s note: hope you like it, anonnie!
↘ Ging – although he doesn’t look like it – is a really big romantic who loves to share his thoughts with people close to him, like you.
↘ The man has been traveling for years and has no time for private meetings with people who mean a lot to him. That’s why, he always sends such people letters.
↘ He writes down his ideas, questions, and describes his journeys and the problems he encountered. Sometimes, in addition to a letter, he sent his own photo or a small souvenir from his trip, such as a small flower, exotic leaf, dried insect or a piece of shell.
↘ By some strange coincidence, with sending letters to his own son, cousin or other Zodiacs, there is no problem for him, but for you... it’s totally different. Letters to you are completely different, filled with other, more intimate feelings. Almost like a confession straight from the heart. Often they are literally confessions of feelings towards you, the girl who made him feel dizzy.
↘ You rarely get a normal letter from Ging. Rather, they are postcards from towns or villages that surprisingly have a post office. You are not complaining, although you would like to receive something bigger and more private from him. After all, you like to know what your friend is doing and you also love reading letters, which for you are the most beautiful form of contact with another person.
↘ Fortunately, the current journey of the dark-haired man was one of the shorter ones, so your reunion was less than two months after the previous one. Ging visited you at your small but cozy cottage, bringing in a basket full of your favorite fruit. You were overjoyed to see his stupid smile and worn shoes again.
↘ This time, apart from the aforementioned fruit basket and a few dirty clothes, Ging was holding letters tied with a piece of bright string in his hand.
↘ There were definitely more than ten letters, maybe even twelve. You weren’t sure. However, each letter on its front had your name and surname as well as the exact date of writing the letter. Some even had postage stamps with your address.
↘ “... Read them when you have a moment and tell me what you think, Y/N.” He smiled gently, and in response you just hugged him tightly, inhaling the characteristic smell of dust, smoke from the fire and... roasted fish.
