#mooniversary

Steven Grant x reader

Words: 511

A/N: you know I had to make my mooniversary fics this year!!! I can’t believe it’s been 3 years since moon knight aired and I got introduced to our sweet boy Steven 💕 here is the first fic and I have 2 more anniversary fics coming out later throughout the day so stay tuned 😉

Warning: reader gives Steven a hickey, it’s not crazy descriptive tho but I figured I’d just a put a warning just in case

“Good morning,” you said passing by a familiar back throughout the museum. 

Upon hearing your voice the figure turned around curiously, “what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be off to work?” Steven asked both hints of surprise and joy in his tone. 

“I called in late. I wanted to see you on our anniversary morning.”

Steven smiled softly before he glanced around and beckoned you to follow him behind a pillar where the light seemed to fall short. 

You raised a brow and, doing a look around yourself, followed after him. Once near he pulled you out of anyone’s sight.

In a movement that you could barely process Steven grabbed your face and immediately started attacking it with kisses and you couldn’t help but giggle a bit with your cheeks squished between his palms. 

He placed a peck all over you, your cheek, your forehead, your nose, your chin, your other cheek. Wherever he could see he placed a kiss until he finally landed on your mouth. 

You smiled against his lips, moving with the comfortability that was Steven before he separated for a moment, “happy anniversary,” he whispered, body warmth coming off from him. His hands fell to your side but you weren’t done with him yet. 

“Happy anniversary,” you repeated pulling him by the collar, reattaching yourself to him. Steven took a step back, his frame landing against the pillar you both hid behind. He welcomed your kiss but couldn’t bring his lips to lower themselves. 

“Stop smiling,” you said sending him a smile of your own. 

“I can’t help it.”

Adapting to Steven’s reaction, your lips left his and then you did the same that he did, except you pecked his chin, then his jawline, before ultimately landing on his neck. 

Steven let out a small, “oh?” As a tickling sensation coming from where your mouth pressed against his skin. 

You stay there, glued to Steven even when you feel his posture straighten up at the fix that you had on him. 

Although you were only attached to his neck, moving your mouth in the slightest, Steven could feel the heat travel throughout his limbs as he stood there willingly accepting the tickle that your lips brought to his neck. 

After about a minute or so, you release the hold you had on him and his sunken eyes suddenly appeared to have some light to them as he nodded as nonchalantly as he could manage, “that’s good, yeah.”

You laugh a bit, taking a step back, “that was your first gift.”

Steven’s face practically weakens into a silly smile, his cheeks a bit warm, which he can’t help. 

“See you tonight?” You asked even though you knew the answer. 

“You can’t stop me from making an appearance,” he confirmed, doing his best to put his work brain back on. 

“Good, cause I have another gift for you later tonight. Bye!” You shout heading off to your own work. 

Steven Grant x reader

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A/N: Second part to mooniversary guys!!! Last part is coming out tonight.

“Close your eyes,” you said and Steven did as told. He heard some rustling coming from where you sat across the table and then a sound of something being placed in front of him. 

“Okay, open them,” again he did as instructed and his eyes immediately fell to the book that was on the table before him. 

Steven didn’t even have to take the ribbon off the cover to know exactly what book this was, at the mere sight of it his eyes widened. 

This wasn’t just any book, no, it was a specific book that he mentioned months ago. One that he’s wanted for a while but never had. It held various information about all known types of museums around the world. 

“You didn’t.”

“I did.”

Taking the ribbon off and opening the object he smelt that new book smell that wafted up from the material while he skimmed through the pages.

“This is so thoughtful, I’m surprised you remembered.”

“Of course I did,” you said, grinning wide from the successful gift. Steven scanned through some of the pages before his excited face began to deflate and the book fell in his lap. 

“Oh now I feel awful.”

That was not the reaction you wanted to hear. “No. What happened?”

“My gift isn’t nearly as thoughtful as yours.”

You smiled again. Steven was always thoughtful in everything he did. 

“Oh please, I doubt that. Let me see it.”

He grimaced at your words and set his new book down before reaching behind the chair that he sat on. 

Pulling a gift bag with colorful paper out, he set it on the diner table. 

“Just, be gentle with my feelings please. And remember I can always get you another gift, one that you actually like.”

With a smile still present, a raised brow was added to your expression as you grabbed the bag, surely it wasn’t that bad. 

Feeling a heavy fabric you pulled it out and unfolded it. Once unraveled it was revealed to be a crew neck sweatshirt, with the word Grant in capitals across the front.  

Once you stared at it, Steven again reached behind himself to pull out the exact same sweatshirt from but his had your last name on it. 

“They’re couple shirts. You wear my name and I wear yours.”

You were silent holding your Grant sweatshirt up and taking it all in. 

Steven, deducing how much worse his whole idea was from just your reaction wasn’t hesitant to add, “I know it’s terrible. Don’t fret, I will absolutely get you something better.” 

He reached out to grab his gift back but you pulled it away, holding it close to your heart. “Are you kidding me? I love it.”

“Really?” Steven asked his voice lifting as a weight was practically lifted from his shoulders. “You’re not just saying that?”

“No, I think it’s really cute, in fact I’ll be right back.”

You left him sitting curious at the table and a few minutes later you returned wearing the shirt over your date clothes. 

“Oh don’t do that,” he said, his grimace returning. 

“What? You don’t think it looks good?”

He sat up in his chair, “no, you are definitely pulling it off. You can pull anything off. But don’t just wear it for me.” 

“I’m not. I’m wearing it for me. Plus It lets everyone in here know that I’m all yours.”

Finally his grimaced expression relented and gets replaced with a blank look. Then he grabs his own sweater and puts it on over his dress shirt. 

“And I’m all yours.”

You smiled back at him. 

“Are you sure though, you don’t need anything else?”

Steven Grant x reader

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A/N: last part of mooniversary day! Hope you all loved spending the day with Steven Grant on my page and have a lovely week ✨

“What are you thinking about?” The question left Steven’s mouth as he noticed you were quiet. Too quiet. 

You two were cuddling on his bed with you flat on your back, and your hands twirling the curls of his head that lay on your chest. His arm was wrapped around your upper body and your legs were tangled with each other. 

You shook your head at his question and even though he couldn’t necessarily see your action, since his head was down, he could feel it in your movement. 

“Just thinking about the perfect day that we had.”

He hummed his eyes still closed, clearly entranced by the way your hands felt in his hair. 

“From the morning, to our date, then now. I’d say this was our best anniversary yet.”

He hummed again and you fell into a soothing silence. 

Your hands pulled further away a bit playing with just the individual curls in his hair before ultimately going back to the top of his head. Steven just hugged you tighter at the motion. 

“Do you think you’ll ever get tired of me?” He questioned. 

“No? Why are you even asking me that?”

“…I'm just curious. Just because it’s sort of a thing that relationships shift after the threes.”

“Threes?”

“Yeah, after three months you’re just about out of the honeymoon phase but after three years that’s where all the initial excitement fades and the relationship shifts.”

“I think…we’ll be just fine. Because I don’t think I could ever stop loving you Steven.”

Steven smiled against you. 

“I know but. Do you think we’ll still be here three years later?”

You gave it a thought, you liked where you were currently. You were satisfied in your wonderful relationship, you were happy with your work life. You would love to be exactly where you are now in the coming years. 

“I hope we’ll be here forever.”

Steven agreed falling back into comfortability as his anxious thoughts subsided. 

“Do you think you’ll ever get tired of me?” You countered, repeating his earlier question and he was quick to answer, “never.”