Opera x fem!Reader (Fluff)
-tired opera, sleep deprived opera, comfort, caretaking, gentle kisses, comfort kisses, gentle words, cheesy lines, hand holding, back hugs, admiration, basically fluff on top of fluff.
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It was a boring, uneventful day. Opera was sitting by the couch as usual, sipping on his cup of Hell's Grey Tea after a long day of tolerating and managing that tiring, god-forsaken principal. He clearly didn't get any sleep last night, it's quite obvious after seeing how concentrated his dark circles look.
He looks exhausted and miserable, yet he still assures anyone who checks in on him that he is fine. He assured them that he doesn't have the need to nor the time to sleep, and that he's perfectly alright. Well, that's certainly a lie... but he doesn't want anyone to worry about him.
He slowly takes a sip of his tea, attempting to suppress his fatigue with some caffeine.
'Ring! Ring!'
He slightly flinches at the sound of his phone.
"Ah.." He sighed as he placed his teacup down gently and reached out for his phone.
Seriously... What exactly does Sullivan-Sama want from me n-
Oh.
Opera stared at the screen blankly.
He blinked once, then twice. At this point he was so tired that he had to narrow his eyes to make sure he wasn't daydreaming...
Then, it finally clicked to him.
Indeed, it wasn't Sullivan calling Opera, it was ( y/n). Opera's beloved. Opera's one and only.
His ears perked up slightly at the thought of talking to (y/n). Without any hesitation, Opera picked up the call.
"Hello?" (y/n)'s gentle voice echos from his phone.
"Hello (y/n)..." Opera pressed the phone against his ear softly.
"Opera...Hey. How are you?" she asked, concerned.
"I'm doing well.." he replied.
"Are you sure? You sound tired."
"I'm fine."
"Opera, be honest with me...." (y/n) sighed.
"...I'm actually fine though." he tried to reassure.
"You don't sound fine... Did you overwork yourself again? Did you pull an all nighter? Did you even get any sleep? Oh god, please don't tell me you're currently only running on caffeine..."
Opera remained silent, unsure of what to say as everything she just said was true. And though he doesn't want to worry her, he doesn't want to lie to her either.
"...sigh. I knew it. You're back at the mansion, right? Stay, I'll be right there."
(y/n) hanged up the call almost immediately.
What?
Opera just sat on the couch, stunned.
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A few minutes later, (y/n) arrived at the mansion. She welcomes herself into the huge building, already knowing where every door or hallway leads to as she swings by there often to visit Opera.
Since she frequents the mansion so often, everyone knows who she is. Thus, she really didn't have any sort of trouble reaching Opera.
(y/n) swinged open the living room door and locked eyes with a tired Opera.
God, he looks awful.
Not in a bad way.
In a 'he looks like he hasn't slept in weeks' way. Though, that is also quite bad.
"Oh my god, Opera..." She sighed.
Opera smiles slightly, exposing his heavy eyebags. His ears are no longer perked up and he's still holding onto his cup of tea.
"Hey, love." He smiles.
He then slowly turns around and places down his teacup. Ready to form a facade to convince (y/n) that he's fine.
But before he could turn back to face her again, (y/n) quickly ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him from behind.
Opera froze.
"...(y/n)?" He asked in confusion.
"Opera, you have to stop pushing yourself so hard like this.." She sighed, nuzzling her face into his back.
He slightly chuckles. "Don't worry about me, this is normal for someone working under a demon like Sullivan." He smiled slightly.
"I know. I know that. I know you're used to it... And I know it's normal. But that's no excuse to neglect your body and your health. Please, at least take this one day off and rest?" (y/n) tightens her grip around him pleadingly.
Opera stays silent for a moment, then sighs. "....Alright then. I'll take a day off to rest."
He turns around and gently held her hands in his.
"You know..." He rubs small circles around her palms, massaging them affectionately.
"I don't usually take a day off to rest... Well, I don't usually take a day off to do anything, really. But, I've already promised myself that if I were to ever take a day off, I'd spend it with you..." He says softly, slightly flustered.
(y/n) blinks in confusion. Huh?
"Why would you want to spend it with me?"
"Because, well.. when you think of day offs, you think of relaxation, fun and spending time with a person you love and cherish dearly... Believe it or not, you fit all those categories for me. Your mere presence helps me relax... I have fun doing anything as long as I do it with you... And you're a person I love and cherish dearly... So..." He looks away shyly.
After hearing Opera's sweet words, (y/n) gets slightly flustered and can't help but smile brightly. She held his hands in her own and interlocked their fingers affectionately.
Opera smiles and flushes a little before giving in to the gesture.
He has a tendency to give in to whatever (y/n) asks of him. How can he not? She's his one precious love, after all.
He bends down slightly before bringing up their interlocked fingers and planting a gentle kiss onto (y/n)'s hand.
He then smiles and proceeds to pull (y/n) closer, so close that she can feel his breath hitch.
He first plants a gentle kiss to her forehead, then the tip of her nose. Then, he slowly makes his way to her jawline...
(y/n) chuckled as he pulled away. He silently admired the beautiful gem in front of him as she gently caressed his face.
They both stared at each other longingly for a while. Admiring one another and feeling their love for each other grow by each passing second.
No longer holding back, Opera placed a hand on her waist and pulled her in for a nice, slow kiss.
It was a very gentle yet passionate kiss. They weren't rushing, they weren't trying to gobble each other up lustfully...
They were just expressing their love for one another and embracing each other lovingly. Holding onto each other as if they might never see each other again if they let go. As if there won't be a tomorrow.
Clearly, they are both going to see each other again tomorrow. They're just hopeless, clingy romantics.
But by doing such affectionate things with the one person he loves most, and by having (y/n) care for him.... Opera already feels his fatigue slowly fading.
As long as I have (y/n), I feel like I can get through anything...
I love her so much.
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-The end 🤠 -
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OKAY IM AWARE MY ENGLISH ISNT THE BEST ESPECIALLY HOW I KEPT SWITCHING FROM PAST TENSE AND PRESENT TENSE BUT HEY WE GOT RHE FLUFF AND THATS ALL THAT MATTERS...
hope you enjoyed this!! Sorry for any grammar mistakes I'm currently half asleep and do not have the energy to proofread🥲
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