#langley

patting her head ☆ multiple ptn characters x fem!reader

characters included, in order: zoya, yingying, rahu, angell, eleven, vautour bleu, langley, augustus

thank u to @simping4ptnwomen for changing my life and making me aware of the fact that there are head pat voice lines, so i've included yingying for u <33. here is how they will react to when u pat their head!

notes: modern au and suggestive warning for vantour bleu and eleven's! all girlfriend au except for langley because why is she threatening to shoot me </3

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zoya and yingying: finds it amusing

she wasn't sure what you were doing when you approached her from out of nowhere, telling her nothing but 'hey, stay still for a sec'. she fully braced herself for you to try tackling her for the shits and giggles or something, but instead, you got on your tiptoes and pat her head a few times, feeling her gelled hair beneath your fingers. she just blinks at you as you grin up at her.

"wow, you're pretty brave." zoya huffs at you, giving you a deadpan look. but you can tell from her eyes she's amused. you just giggle ever so slightly and she can't help but let her facade crumble ever so slightly as you move to kiss her cheek. she can't stop herself from pulling you in again for a proper kiss, her lips capturing yours in an eager but loving kiss as you wrap your arms around her waist.

you two were cuddling in bed, yingying resting her head on your chest, when one of your hands reached to give her a few head pats. you couldn't resist it, she looked so cozy and comfortable, curled up like a cat. she raised an eyebrow, moving her head off her chest. "Happy with just touching my hair?" she teases, before leaning her head more into your touch. "Here, I'll close my eyes and give you a few more seconds… "

you pat her head for only just a few more seconds, as she said, before she sits up, moving to straddle your waist. "Where else would you like to touch?" she takes the hand you had been patting her head with, moving it to her cheeks "My eyelashes?" she leans in, gently pressing the tip of her nose against yours "My nose?" she smiles at the softb lush on your cheeks "Or perhaps… my lips?" she murmurs softly, before pressing her lips against yours.

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rahu and angell: gets flustered

it had been a long day. you were sleep deprived, tired, and frankly couldn't be bothered to use a brain cell on thinking about anything other than bed now bed now. when your beautiful girlfriend rahu arrives to drop something off at your office, you were bleary eyed and barely thinking. you don't know what possessed you. you got on your tiptoes and pat her head, pressing a kiss to her forehead and mumbling out 'your hair is so soft...'

rahu malfunctions for a second, her cheeks heating up as her eyes frantically look around to make sure there was nobody around you guys, worried about what they would think of her. but then she looks down and sees your sleepy but soft gaze on her with that gentle smile of yours and she just looks away, shyly mumbling out "Hmm? You like my... hair? Thank you."

angell crosses her arms from embarrassment, looking away when you pat her head. she doesn't even react this much when you kiss her on the lips of cup her cheeks, it was rather endearing seeing the contractor so shy. it wasn't even anything much! you had just reached up to give her a head pat after you passed her a bowl of red bean soup, and you didn't expect such a reaction out of her.

you can't help but laugh, and she gets all defensive. "What, got something to say?" she scoffs, but you can't ignore the way her ears had gone red. you just shake your head, before kissing her on the cheek quickly. she turns around before you can see the shy smile growing on her face

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eleven and vautour bleu: uses it as an excuse to be freaky

you always had a habit of patting eleven's head while she hugs you. what can you say? she's almost perfect head patting height. after 3 months of only being able to call her because of long distance, you didn't expect to see her show up at your door unexpectedly. almost immediately, you tackle her into a hug and she melts into your embrace. out of habit, you reach up to pat her head as she hugs you with her arms wrapped around your torso.

she smiles into your chest, tilting her head up slightly to look at you. "Do you want to know how much I've missed you?" she murmurs, moving to shut the door behind you two as she pulls you down for a kiss that grows messy and desperate fast, her hands already travelling up under your shirt, eager to feel the warmth of your skin again.

vautour bleu has always been the one to make the first move. she asked you out first, she kissed you first, she makes all the moves. so it took her by a bit of surprise (but a good surprise) when you reach to pat her head, feeling her soft, blonde hair beneath your fingertips. in your defence, it was always calling out to you- you know how well she takes care of her hair and it just looks so soft. of course she takes this as an opportunity to tease you more. she takes your hand mid-pat, raising an eyebrow

"Someone is getting more brazen by the day." she drawls, pulling you in close before moving your hand back down to your side. she manoeuvres you so that your back is pressed against the nearest wall, her hand moving up to tilt your your chin up. she has that smile on her face, the same smile she always has when she's about to make you scream her name for hours on end.

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langley and augustus: it's all about her hat

maybe patting langley's head while she's still working wasn't the best idea. you thought it would be funny, in your defence. as you casually walked past her in the hallway, you reached over to pat her head. in an instant she grabs your arm, pulls it off her head and slams you against the wall. you groan in pain, feeling her iron grip around your wrist as she stares daggers into you.

"Wanna try on this hat, or try my bullets?" she snarls at you, but you can't take her seriously when there is the slightest tinge of pink on her cheeks, her hat is askew on her head and her face mere centimetres away from yours. you just smile sheepishly at her as she scoffs.

you had taken off augustus' hat, an action she was used to as sometimes you liked to take her hat and wear it for yourself. she didn't think much of it as she continued to skim through her paperwork, and only froze when she felt your hand, the chief's hand, on her head. out of all the things the chief could be doing, it was patting her head. she couldn't help but let out a bark of laughter.