#keyframes vn x reader

Percy

It gets pretty warm in the study rooms after a while

So much so that Percy tends to have to tug on his flannel’s collar or just take it off his shoulders a bit for some cool air

God.

His shoulders.

Bless the gods (developers) for giving him a sleeveless undershirt

You vaguely knew Percy was strong but a glimpse of his upper arms through that action makes you feel like a man in the victorian times seeing an ankle

SCANDALOUS. I say.

Worst of all if you get caught staring, you see that mischevious glint in his eyes

“Is it hot in here or is it just me?”

“I feel like a victorian man in heat seeing you.”

You

Are

FUMBLING.

CAPITAL F.

A man with beautiful hair is very clearly flirting STAND UP BRO WHY DID YOU SAY THAT

With how many people were in the study room, it was bound to get a bit warm because of everyone’s body heat.

While not sauna hot, it was enough for Percy to have to tug at the collar of his flannel and leave it off his shoulders a bit.

And to say you were staring was an understatement.

You were staring. Very intently at that.

Is this why schools had girls cover up their shoulders? Damn. Maybe it was distracting.

Cause you sure are distracted right now.

And unfortunately.. Percy caught you staring. And with that mischevious smirk of his appearing on his face you just know he’s going to say something about it.

“Kinda hot in here, I bet it’s ‘cause the two of us are in here.”

“You are ethereal Percy.”

What did you just say.

“One of the prettiest people I’ve ever met actually.”

Oh my god stop speaking.

Who the fuck says that in a room full of all your friends.

You aren’t wrong in your words but you were hoping for something more.. I don’t know. Smooth? Some fun flirting back?? Not outwardly calling your crush ethereal???

You watched as Percy’s face shifted to shock, his face lightly turning pink before smiling back at you again.

“So I’m the prettiest you’ve ever seen?”

“One of the prettiest.” You protested. “But yes, at least when it came to people I’m attracted to.”

“Is that a confession?”

“… Maybe.”

You heard someone choke on their water. Both you and Percy slowly turned to the rest of the group who was very obviously listening to the two of you flirting with each other. And a very much dying Elio who was banging on his chest under the table.

“NO GUYS KEEP GOING DON’T LET ME STOP YOU.”

“… Sooooo guys hows studying going?”

“I’m going to have an aneurysm.”

Jamie

You and Jamie are good friends and you’d never want to ruin that

But when you’re both baking for a hangout you’re going to and he does the baker thing

The casually rolls up my sleeves just a bit higher baker thing

You feel yourself absolutely melt

Jamie does this often.

Very often!

Is the oven really warm? Or are you overheating?

Baker arms are very attractive.

You’re definitely the one overheating.

And you really don’t mean to look, god you really try not to

You fail everytime you go to look at him to converse

But you’re pretty sure that um.

Jamie has seen your little peeks at his arms before making actual eye contact with him

“I do hope my detailwork is up to par?”

“MHM YEAH.”

You’re hopeless.

Inviting Jamie to bake with you was a spur of the moment thing you decided. Two friends baking for their other friends- Who you’re meeting later- and decorating together!

Nothing romantic about that.

Just two friends.

Yes. Two friends.

Two friends who are baking and making very normal conversation until Jamie has to hike his sleeves up a little bit more. And expose a bit more of his arm.

You are NOT simping for your friend’s arms.

Okay maybe you’re sneaking a few peaks everytime he has to pull up his sleeves but maybe you’re sneaky with it?

He’s got the arms of a baker. Aka very nice arms.

You’re starting to feel he’s doing it more on purpose though since he keeps on smiling at you whenever you try to make conversation after blatantly staring. Yeah. He definitely caught you staring.

“Is my decorating up to your standards?”

“You’re very up to my standards. I mean what.”

You said what. You need to cover your tracks like NOW. RIGHT NOW.

“I mean that your frosting- Very wow. Oh my god so wow. Very cool. Cute. Nice. Yes so detailed.”

Nailed it.

From your horrible cover, you hear a soft chuckle coming from the man next to you. Your cheeks flushed in embarassment as you looked up at him.

“Haha… Thank you.”

This man will be the death of you.

“You are.. Also up to standard.” He paused with a knowing smile. “Decor-wise of course.”

You choked.

Elio

You two happen to be at one of the volleyball courts at the university’s because you wanted to get better at volleyball

Who better to ask you to play than Elio?

As the two of you were working up a sweat, Elio just lifted up the bottom hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face

You snuck a peek.

At some. Very. Nice. Abs.

Very nice.

So nice.

How can something someone does so casually be so attractive?

Something that you know he does occasionally because you both have been practicing at the gym together recently?

He’s wiping his sweat???

THIS IS A NORMAL OCCURANCE FOR HIM

DO NOT GET KO’D BY THIS.

You got hit by the ball.

“OHH I’m so sorry- Are you alright??”

“I am more than alright.”

Damn right you’re alright.

Practicing volleyball was hard enough.

Practicing volleyball with Elio made it even harder.

Considering that you yourself, are very.. Okay at volleyball. You practice every now and then, you watched that one volleyball anime, you know the basics!

You even had some of your friends cheering you on in this 1v1. Their encouragement helping you through the match.

But practicing with Elio was a different level.

Not only was it competitive (which, you don’t mind. You’re competitive too.), but very very hot.

Hot in the sense of you’re sweating absolute buckets trying to keep score and hot in the sense of Elio.

“Let’s take a break!” He says from the other side of the court, “It’s gettin’ kinda hot here.”

Then he does the thing. The lifts up the bottom of the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat on his face thing.

Which give you a whole smack dab look at his abs. His very well toned abs.

Elio likes kpop. He’d understand if you were like those Jungcookie fans when False Love came out right?

“Hey, uh. Are you alright? You’re staring into the distance.”

“I am staring at you.”

Silence fills the room. Did you say that outloud? God you can only hope that your face is too flushed from playing volleyball to tell that you’re actually blushing.

“You’re actually gorgeous Elio.”

“Oh!- Uh- Thank you!” He stumbled out, “I’m staring at you too!”

“Staring at my sweaty form? Wow I’m so flattered.”

You laugh out, fanning your face to cool yourself of the embarassment thats filling your body.

“I’m staring at someone who I love to be with, and also happens to be sweaty at the same time.”

“Wow guys great game I’m really feeling the tension between teams right now.”

You were at the bookstore with Jamie when you had the idea.

The two of you were browsing through the fiction shelves before finally finding the romance ones. All of which looked especially corny.

“Ride me till Dawn? Talk about sensual.” Jamie noted as he pointed towards one of the farther books.

“Oh, you should look at this one! Cloudy with a Chance of Love! Haha! I wonder what type of stuff is in here...”

You jokingly opened to one of the pages with Jamie watching you eagerly. You pounded your fist on your chest as you dramatically read out what was on the page.

“You are as beautiful as a flower after drought, your eyes much like the clearing of rain. Please, I cannot live without you… God, that’s corny.”

“Corny, but I’m sure it works for some people. What do the characters look like?”

Jamie took the book from your hands carefully and flipped back to the cover, which showcased a blonde with a character that looked suspiciously like.. You.

“Well- Haha- Uh. Isn’t this a funny situation?”

You awkwardly chuckled, flashing Jamie a slightly amused grin. Which was responded in kind with a perfectly arched eyebrow.

“Yes, it is. Quite the coincidence."

Jamie sarcastically quipped back, amusement twinkling in his vibrant green eyes. Focusing back on the book, though, you two flip through to another random page. Stopping at a scene where both characters were held close together.

You pointed at a random paragraph, looking up

“Hey, why don’t we read this one together? I can’t be the only one acting cringey.”

Jamie quietly chuckled. “Just one.”

It wasn’t until you actually read the words that you realized what was happening on the page. You could already feel warmth rising to your cheeks.

“Let’s begin,” Jamie said.

“Oh, well, we–“

“Oh, my love, what would I do without you?” Jamie cooed. “Your eyes draw me every time we meet. I don't know how I can keep myself from reaching out to hold you.” Jamie drawls smoothly with a perfectly maintained cool face despite such corny words. Even acting it out as his hand reaches over to lightly brush against your jacket sleeve.

Oh. Oh wow.

Jamie is really good. Maybe he should consider acting. Maybe that’s his major. You could feel your ears burn red as Jamie looked down at you expectantly. A faint curve on the corner of his lips as if he relished in your flustered state.

“U-uhm. You make me swoon with such words, m.. my love. But alas, we uh- cannot be together.” You replied awkwardly. “I- Uh- I cannot- Oh my god-“

Your face flushed red as Jamie’s hand cupped your face, his eyes showing you such a fond expression that you could mistake it for real.

Was it real?

“Jamie, hold on-“ You squeaked out, only to watch his eyes crinkle in delight as he leaned into your ear,

“Go on, keep reading.”

He leaned back, seemingly relishing the way your eyes blew wide open, but always searching for his own.

“I- I cannot betray my family.. They will be furious at the thought of us together. I can’t..” You shyly look at him, eyes almost glossy from embarrassment. “I cannot live in a world where I am forced to be away from you.”

That seemed to spark something in Jamie, as you watched his eyes lightly widen, the tips of his ears turning redder as he took his hand off your cheek.

Your heart thumped quietly in your chest as Jamie’s hand fell from your cheek. You watched him look away for a moment, the fallen hand now covering his face.

Oh- Oh.

He was embarrassed.

“Ohoho! Look who’s flustered now!”

You teased with your own red face. You felt giddy at how the tables turned, since Jamie was teasing you about your own lines.

“I’m not. Just… a bit taken aback.”

Jamie sighed after he calmed his fluttering heart, his mind running a million things at once before turning back to face you.

“I think I smell a liar.”

”I think that you’re smelling the dust from all these books. Maybe your allergies are making you delirious.” He sighed in fake contempt.

”I don’t have an allergy to dust.” You stated, your eyes following up to his.

“And I’m not flustered. So one of us must be lying.” Jamie tilted his head in response, amusement stirring on his face.

“You suuuuure?”

You drawled out as you watched how a few strands of Jamie’s golden hair slipped from behind his ears. It framed his face in a way that was SO not good for your heart. Without realizing it, you reached out to help tuck it back.

Huh, his hair is surprisingly just how you imagined it to feel. Soft.

You only realized how your hand moved when you felt Jamie freeze under your fingers. The sound of the book hitting the floor barely getting registered by either of you.

That same pink that was previously flushing his ears spread like wild fire to his cheeks.

“Oh fuck. I’m so sorry!” You stammered as you snatched your hand back, hitting the bookshelf behind you. A strained breath barely makes it out of your mouth. “OwH mYgOD.”

“Hey, hey… It's okay.” Jamie chuckled endearingly as he reached out to grasp your wrist tenderly. Guiding it back between them as he checked for any damage you might’ve done to your hand.

“You don’t have to do that, I just, you know, smacked it against the bookshelf.” You rambled off, nervously laughing as you tried tugging back your hand, but to no avail.

Jamie just hummed in reply as his other hand, almost unconsciously, inspected your hand. Opening it up as his fingers softly skimmed your palm. Leaving behind a slight ticklish feeling.

“It’s fine, really, Jamie.” You smiled at him, hoping that it was enough for him to believe you. “Look, not a single bruise.” You lifted your hand from his careful grasp to show him the lack of injury.

Jamie just gave you a pointed look in response, promptly shutting you up from any more excuses.

“… Fine. It hurts.” You grumbled. “I’ll ice it later. Anyways- where’s the book?” Your eyes wandered around the area, trying to see if you placed it on a nearby bookshelf.

“Right, the book. Hmm… It should be– Ah.” His eyes landed on the book on the floor. “Mm.. It should be fine, we just dropped it so-“

When he picked up the book, he flipped through the pages, checking for any damages, then saw it.

”Oh my god… it’s torn.” You gaped in horror. Right at the page you and Jamie were reenacting. “There’s no way that’s not our fault. We’re so fucked.”

”Well.. All the more reason to buy it then.” Jamie commented offhandedly, handing the book to you.

”I’m not reading this- this- ”

“Whoever said we were reading it?” Jamie smirked.

“What– wait– You’re saying you’re not reading it with me??” You huffed, shooting Jamie an appalled look.

“Well..” His eyes went to the cover of the book, watching the two seemingly similar characters embrace each other.

“We’ll be reenacting it of course.”

Extra:

“Yo our show is over.” Percy whispered from behind a bookshelf, watching his two friends obviously flirt with each other.

“It’s alright man, there will always be a next time knowing them.” Elio chuckled, patting his friend’s back as he peeked over the bookshelf to continue watching the two.

“How have they not realized that they like each other..??” Deja whispered in confusion. “They literally make it so obvious!”

“Maybe they’re both really dense?” Cameron commented quietly.

Percy looked at his friends, then back at the flustered duo in front of them. His eyebrows furrowed in slight confusion.

“… They’re acting like this in public, are you sure they don’t know?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh 100%”