#kyrell x reader

It always confused you why he wanted to spend time with you, but you weren’t opposed to it. He’s a very smiley guy, someone who always knows how to bring a bit of life into someone’s day. Especially yours. He always made sure to spend at least 10 minutes with you every day, even with how busy his days usually are. It’s been like that since the 3rd grade, and still like that in the 12th. He lays beside you, eyes focused on your fingers typing away at the keys on your laptop. “How long are you going to keep working on that assignment?” “It’s important, Ky.” “I came here to hang with you and you’re basically neglecting me.. You’re such a terrible friend, (reader).” You expect him to have his usual wide smile, but instead it’s tinier. He meant part of what he said just now, so you wait for your document to save before closing the laptop.

“What do you want to do then? I don’t have much here to do anymore.” “Do you wanna go out? I have some friends that I want you to meet!” “I would love to, but you know how people are to me.” “Don’t worry! There’s some people who are dogs, and some who are angels, and some who are even banshees. You’re not going to be left out with any of them, and they’re really eager to meet you. Please?” You sigh, standing up to put on your jacket. “Then let’s meet your friends, but I need this to be quick. I really have to finish that assignment.” He nods and kisses your cheek, grabbing your hand and leading you out the front door of your house. Ah, right. Something else about him is he acts like the two of you are dating.. Which you also don’t mind— not at all! You just wish he would officially confirm it. Before you know it, you’re already with his friends, laughing about some stupid joke one of them made. You especially become friends with Brian, another rabbit. Kyrell looks across the room and gives you a thumbs up before turning back around to the others.

“So, (reader). Do you have many friends?” “Not really, no. Kyrell’s my only one, but if I get the chance to be with you guys again, then I wouldn’t really mind.” An easy smile plays on his face as he says, “We’d be glad to have you here again. Especially me.” You move to talk to the other four, but you’re mainly around Brian and Kyrell. You feel someone tap your shoulder, and you think it’s Kyrell until you turn around and have to look up to see Brian’s face. “It’s getting kind of late. Do you want me to walk you home?” Before you can answer, Kyrell steps in. “I’m the one who escorts her, but we don’t mind if you came with the both of us!” Brian nods and waits for you to put on your jacket and shoes, him and Kyrell all ready to go. “Can I get your number, (reader)? We can meet up together, just the two of us! I don’t see many rabbits in this area, so it would be nice.” You give a subtle nod, pulling out your phone and giving it to him so he can enter his number. “Thank you! I have to go now since my house is near, but I’ll see you later! Bye, Kyrell!”

Kyrell gives a little wave, and that’s when you realize he hasn’t talked the whole time. “Kyrell, do you wanna stay over?” “What about the assignment you have?” “I’ll do it while you’re there, but I want to spend time with you.” He nods and lets you drag him over to your home. The two of you sit down and he lets you talk, but it’s apparent he’s not listening very well. “Ky! What’s wrong?” “Nothing! I’m just surprised at how fast you and Brian became friends.. I mean, it took a while to get you to warm up to me.” “Well, we are in the same ranking of creature. It could be possible that we just relate to each other more.” “Relate more? Yeah, I guess.” “It’s not like I’d date him or anything though.” You didn’t mean to say that, but his head slightly perks up from the earlier position. “What?” “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean it like-” “Who would you date?” Now it’s your turn to be puzzled.

You felt awkward sitting between your boyfriend and his best friend. It's not the first time you three met up like this – but you can tell that tonight is different. Kyrells clenched jaw, Mackiah's sweaty hand on your bare thigh and the unusal hurry they were in while barging into your apartment are just a few of the signs.

You didn't even know that your boyfriend wouldn't be by himself. If you knew Kyrell would join, you would have put on something different. You felt almost naked in your white shorts and that skimpy top. Oddly enough, only your favorite pair of fluffy socks are giving you some sort of warmth.

"So, honey" Mackiah starts, breaking the silence, "There is something that we both wanted to..." he pauses, "discuss with you." You look up at his face, worry swimming in his big eyes. He circles your thigh with his thumb, but you can tell it's just to calm his own nerves. Kyrell is sitting right next to you on the bed, a considerable distance separating you two. He is leaned back, propping up his own upper body with his forearms. You glance back, the tight black shirt he's wearing presses into his bulging bicep.

"You two are never serious like this, I am worried" you admit, a nervous giggle escaping your lips. This also makes Mackiah chuckle slightly. However, there is still no reaction from Kyrell. He hasn't spoken a single word to you, except for a timid "good evening, y/n". He always makes sure to bow to you and never look at you for too long. Even after knowing him for a year, he is still very polite. But he doesn't feel distant. Not at all.

So, feeling his eyes burn holes into the back of your head is more than unusual.

Because of the way he is leaning back, you can't really see his face. Not that you would have looked again. Mackiah gulps. "I am sorry if we startled you" he apologizes, noticing your uneasiness. He moves his hand from you thigh and wraps it around your waist, grabbing at the plush of your hips. He bores his slender fingers into the thin fabric. You can tell he is nervous too.

If the air wasn't so thick, you would be so turned on right now.

And this is the reason why you can feel your own pulse speed up. Why the anxiety is forming a knot in your stomach.

You absolutely adore Mackiah. You have been pining after your former friend for quite some time, and the day you two kissed is probably one of the best you ever had. He treats you with respect, makes you laugh, and is incredibly attentive to you. And usually you would consider this a positive trait, but you fear this backfired.

You met Kyrell through him. You knew his brunette friend long before Mackiah and you were official, but you rarely interacted with one another. You always thought he was handsome, but you decided to keep your distance. And maybe you should have continued that, even after dating your boyfriend. These conflicting feelings might not have started to brew in you. The love for the blonde only grows stronger everyday, and he satisfies you in every aspect. So why are you craving the touch of his best friend?

Mackiah must have noticed, why else would they be here. You could punch yourself right now.

"Macca, please" your voice is trembling. At the rate your heart is beating in your chest, you feel like it's going to jump out. "Can you tell me what is going on?" Even though you have an idea why the two friends are acting so weird, you are not going to admit to it just yet.

You can feel the mattress move next to you. Kyrell is sitting up, directly looking at your face. If it wasn't for his observant eyes following your every move, you might have actually forgotten he was there. His eyes are slim and they look dark in the low light of your bedside lamp.

You look back to Mackiah, he blew some air in his cheek. He always looks so cute. Especially when his freshly dyed, light hair curls up like it does right now.

His bright eyes, filled to the brim with uncertainty, flicker back and forth between you and his friend. He is wearing a thin but oversized sweat jacket, hiding the tight muscles you love to caress.

"Look, y/n-ie" he starts after pondering for a moment, "I am getting straight to the point. Hear me out first before you say something, yeah?" He annunciates his words by nodding at the end, raising his eyebrows with expectation. He takes a deep breath and his expression changes. Your eyes widen. He doesn't look mad, or hurt, or disappointed. Nothing like that at all. The small lopsided grin on his face tells you that he is calming down again.

You didn't see the reassuring smile his friend gave him.

The anticipation causes your whole body to stiffen. Concentrating on Mackiah's mimic, you don't realize that the brunette isn't shuffling around, but moving closer to you.

"You know that Kyrell is my friend" your boyfriend starts, "actually, he is my best friend. The closest I have." His voice trembled ever so slightly. "I really trust him." You turn your head to look at Kyrell. His signature smile on his face, full of fondness. Mackiah is never the one to shy away from giving meaningful compliments, but the admiration in his voice resembles a confession. His raspy voice is low and just as soft as a cushion.

You notice how close Kyrell's face is now to yours. A shiver runs through you as he lowers his eyes to look into yours. His strong perfume mixes with the scent of Mackiahs aftershave. The combined smells feel like a dense fog in the little space the three of you are sharing. It's intoxicating.

"You also know that I am absolutely in love with you, y/n" Mackiah continues, "And I would never want to do anything that ruins what we have." At this, you finally take the breath that you have been holding in. An invisible weight is lifted from your shoulders and you can't help the big smile that is now forming on your lips. You were absolutely preparing to beg for forgiveness. The crush you have on his friend is growing harder to ignore, but acting on it is not worth losing your boyfriend for. "I love you too, so much" you affirm. Finally, you can hear Kyrell chuckle lowly.

"You two are so cute" he comments, hesitantly placing a heavy hand on your shoulder. Goosebumps spread across your neck. You just lower your head.

At this point Mackiahs ears are bright red. You can tell he is getting shy at the way he is pressing his lips together to hide his smile. Has he always reacted so bashfully with Kyrell?

"I really, really love both of you" the blonde sighs, his head tilting and moving closer to yours. His warm breath on your skin. You are taking in the familiar whiff of pepermint. He always chews some gum before meeting you. You grin.

His adam's apple bops as he swallows one last time. "And I would absolutely love seeing you two together"

Your smile drops just as quickly as it appeared, and your eyes widen in disbelief. Looking up to face him, you search for a trace of playfulness in his face. Before you could fully digest what has been said, what your boyfriend has admitted to you in complete seriousness, Kyrell chimes in for the second time. "Please don't feel pressured to do anything that is uncomfortable for you!" Taking away his hand from your shoulder, he leaves it to grow cold.

Hesitantly, you turn to look at him, not fully able to meet his worried eyes. "Who's idea was that?" He gulps, leaning back again, but firmly looking into your face. "I confessed to Mackiah that I liked you the other night..." Kyrell's voice nothing more than a whisper, "One thing led to one another and we thought it would be... you know... hot, to have a..." he takes one big breath, "a threesome."

Usually, the brunette is not the one to be stumbling over his words like that. He can be careful, but he is rarely unsure. You are witnessing a completely new side to him. Despite his cute face, he stands proudly with his broad and firm statue. Now, he is nothing more than a ball of anxiety. His relaxed vibe completely vanished.

You turn back to the blonde. All kinds of thoughts run through your head. You are certain that you dreamed up a scenario similar to this one sometime, in at least a few desperate nights. But you can't feel excitement. It's even risky to open this can of worms, let alone to go through with it.

Scared to disturb the delicate atmosphere, you take Mackiah's hand into yours and whisper as well. It's important to set the baseline. Maybe you two just have a different understanding of what it's like to be a couple. "Do you want to open the relationship?"

Your boyfriend is, as always, not very mindful of the mood, and begins to wave around his hands in disagreement. Seeing his friend crumble under the pressure of this question, guilt is filling his heart. It's a lot to ask for. Especially since he hasn't been fully honest with you about the intensity of the bond to his friend.

"No, absolutely not" his voice is loud and clear, "That's not what I want at all. You are all I want, my baby" You lift an eyebrow, still not fully convinced. With a small pout on your lips, you mumble. "I feel like this can lead to a lot of problems down the line, if we don't discuss this well, you know." Now it's your boyfriend's turn to look at you with a puzzled expression. Taking note of your phrasing, he can already tell were your desires lie.

Your shoulder is back engulfed in the comfortable warmth. Feeling Kyrell's hand for the second time is much more relaxing than before. It feels incredibly familiar, even though it's the first time you share this kind of skin contact.

This time, the pressure of his hand is much more affirming. "Y/n" he begins, lips pressed into a thin line, "I am so sorry to have even asked you. I think I should leave." Just as he is about to lift up from the bed, Mackiah clears his throat. Theatrically, he tries to hide his grin again. Now he gets to tease you. "No reason to leave, bro" he exclaims, "I told you it's obvious she likes you as well, with the way she looks at you."

You gasp, hitting his upper arm in shock. Although you know he likes to poke some harmless fun at you, you are surprised he doesn't mind embarrassing you like this. Especially in front of your, apparently very obvious, crush. But the part that actually makes you the most dumbfounded is the ease in his whole demeanor. How can he so confidently, and cheerfully, say that about his own girlfriend?

The brunette is also not in the mood to joke around just yet. "It's just not my place to ask something like that from her" Kyrell acknowledges, clenching his jaw, "It was inappropriate and I honestly feel bad." You can tell he is surprised at Mackiah's sudden mood switch as well. Your feelings are not nearly as clear for him as they are for your boyfriend.

"Then I ask, again" the blonde gently, but firmly, turns your face by the chin to his friend. He leans in to murmur in your ear, the deep tone bringing back the goosebumps. Finally you feel his chest muscles against you, just thin fabric separating you from his delicate skin. You could wallow in the warmth that his radiating from him. Your mind is growing blank as your heart is picking up in pace. The blonde always knows how to seduce you. All your senses are flooded by the sensations he is dousing you in. And seeing Kyrells worried expression turn into one full of pleasure, is the only nudge you needed to let your needs overcome you.

“You know, when I was little, I had this pirate ship. It was huge and super detailed, but I’m sure some of the pieces were missing. I used to play pirates versus sea monsters with my brothers.” You pieced together the roof of the house from ‘Up!’, smiling as it fit perfectly onto the body of the house.

“Who won?” Kyrell asked.

“Usually the sea monsters would destroy the ship at some point.” You giggled, the nostalgia filling your body. 

“Are you almost done with that set? I finished Wall-E.” He leaned on your shoulder, cheek bumping against the hood of your hoodie.

“Almost. Gotta do the balloons.” You poured the bag of balloon pieces out, flipping to the page in the instruction manual. 

“Looks nice— Wait, do you even have Doug?!” The lilt in Kyrell’s voice caused your heart to leap in your chest. Cute.

“Yeah, right here.” 

“He’s adorable!” Ky’s exclamation makes you laugh, sneaking your arm down to his waist. You squeezed him closer to your side, adoring his squeaky giggle.

“You’re adorable.” You counter, unable to resist the urge to press a kiss to his cheek, the little dimple forming on his skin at the touch of your lips. 

The little date finished with 4 sets complete; the house you had built, Wall-E and eVe that Kyrell lovingly put together, insistent that it was you two in robot form (“cause they’re in love! and we’re in love, so it’s us!”). And, finally, two star wars themed ships complete with clone troopers and a little darth vader. 

“We should do this more often. It’s so relaxing.” 

You nodded, “Whenever you find cute sets, let me know. Let’s build them together.” 

“Alright. Lego date night every other week then?” Kyrell proposed.

“Don’t have to ask me twice for me to be there.” You assured him.

That’s what you loved about your boyfriend. He made even the most simple activities romantic. Setting the mood with your favourite K-Pop songs, giving you little compliments and teasing remarks just to get you to laugh, he knew every way to your heart.