#pepsiwrites

That kind of surprised him but he was so respectful with your boundaries

at first he had to physically stop himself from slinging his arm around your shoulders while you two walked together

he would wait for you to make the first move like the gentle man he is

the day you held his pinky with yours made him almost cry

he didn't even realize it at first

he was just going about his day and then like after 7 minutes he finally realized

not because he wasnt paying attention though

he is just so used to being surrounded by physical contact it didn't seem out of the ordinary for him

but after that he slowly started to get more touchy with you

he will grab you pinky to start and then after a bit he will start grabbing more of your fingers until he finally can grab your whole hand in his

he will always look for any sign of discomfort or nervousness in you

the second he sees any alarms ringing in your head he will back off without a second thought

he will try again later but in that moment your comfort is more important than anything to him

if you do any kind of contact with him he is over the moon

no matter how small it could be

he also doesn't make it obvious as to not embarrass you

but in his head he counts every single moment as a win

when you're comfortable with cuddling this man is all up in your personal space let me tell you

he enjoys being the big spoon no matter what kind of build you have

it just boosts his ego a bit

he is quite literally draping himself over you

you dont need a blanket when you have this 5'9 hunk of a man laying on you

did i mention he likes laying on you?

well he does

usually when you're doing literally anything else and you're not paying attention to him

he is basically like a cat ngl

he enjoys it even more when you lay on him

he likes the weight on top of him it comforts him and eases his muscles after working out or coming home from his job

another thing about this man that you need to be warned about

he is a big smoocher

smooches you any chance he can get

he will also not hesitate either

as long as you give him the green light he is all up in your business

even if it takes you a while to get used to and comfortable with

he is patient for those who he loves

and he loves you

Manic and reckless are two of many words describing Dante’s driving. Or just Dante himself. His lifestyle was all just reckless. He drove around on his motorcycle like he owned the place or didn’t have a license. In his mind, the first part was true; in everyone’s mind, the second half was true. It was truly a wonder how he hadn’t killed anyone yet. He has injured himself multiple times riding around but never his backpack. And you sure as hell weren’t going to be the first.

You clung onto his waist tightly from behind as he wanted to go for a joy ride with you. You made a mental note to decline to ride with Dante and go with Lady the next time. When Dante hit a particularly deep pothole in the road, it sent you both airborne and off the motorcycle by a couple of inches causing you to scream. Dante chuckled at your scream and decided to rev his bike loudly and go even faster.

“Dante! Slow down! I am not dying to your stupid ass driving!” You would yell over his shoulder for him to hear through the wind and his helmet which he kindly let you wear. 

He sighed and decided to slow down,  looking for a place to park. Dante suddenly got an idea and now the city wasn’t such a great place to park anymore. With another rev to his bike, the two of you started going faster once more. Before you can scold him once more, he hits a curb sending the two of you off the road. The dirt and rocks underneath the tires of his bike made for a really uncomfortable and bumpy ride. 

There was one instance where you thought Dante was going to hit a deer but right at the last second, he made a sharp turn to avoid the poor animal. The sharp turn almost caused you to fall off his motorcycle. Dante had luckily grabbed your arm with one of his hands, keeping you hanging onto him.

Finally, the rough ride was over. Dante finally made a halt on top of a hill outside of the city. But in normal Dante fashion, he gripped the breaks making the stop abrupt. He kicked his kickstand and tilted his beloved Cavaliere to sit on the stand. Dante threw one leg over the bike to be able to turn his body towards you. 

“Dante I swear to Sparda” You had started to say, sliding off the bike to land on your back into the tall grass below your feet. “You need to start driving better or you will be on your little rides alone.”

“Awe did somebody not have fun? And here I thought I was a pretty good driver. You wound me” Dante gave a fake hurt voice paired with his stupid little pouty face that you love so much.

You gave him a groan loud enough to hear through the helmet you had yet to take off, too busy trying to keep your heart in your chest with how much it was beating. Dante stood up from sitting to stretch his muscles. Dante then fell to lay on top of you.

“Baby c’mon, you didn’t die. You’re safe and in the arms of your skilled driver and totally awesome boyfriend” The white-haired man said, wrapping his arms around you to trap you in his hold and tapping his head against your helmet. 

Dante then moved one of his hands to click the side of your helmet causing the visor to flip up, revealing your eyes glaring right at him. He raised an eyebrow and attempted to move the visor back down to avoid your gaze. 

“You’re no fun. As much as I love it when you’re mad at me, I can’t stand seeing your eyes burning a hole in my sense of humor.” 

With that, you tilted your head away and started wiggling your arms out of his grasp. Once you were mostly free, you removed the helmet from your head. 

“Awe there you are my little killjoy” Dante teased you even more causing you to blush and push his head away. “I’m sorry you can’t handle how fast I drive baby, but Cavaliere needs to go fast and so do I”

Dante laid his head on your chest to listen to your heartbeat which was now somewhat calmed down from its previous racing state

.“You’re so dumb, Dante” You ran your hands through his white hair causing the overgrown man baby to cuddle into your chest even further. 

“But you love me” Dante says before perking up to look at you in the eyes. “I have an idea! What if I taught you to ride? You think it will be a more pleasurable experience for you?”

You gave the manner a thought before shrugging your shoulders. You gave him a brief ‘maybe’ before pulling his head back down to lie on your chest.

“Great! You can practice on the rider if you get what I’m referring to” 

You couldn’t see his face but you already knew he had a smug look and wiggled his damn eyebrows. You gave him a light bash at the back of his head causing him to suck air through his teeth. Before he can protest anymore you pull his head back by his hair and smash your lips into his.

“I love you asshole” You pull away for a second to breathe and speak your mind before pulling him into a kiss once more. “But you get on my nerves”

Dante was surprised that you had decided to kiss him. He knows you love him but even he knows he can be a handful. In the typical Dante fashion, he decided to speak up with a comeback.

“There is one particular nerve I am hoping to hit” He gave you a cheesy ass grin. Oh if only you could wipe the smug look off his face.

“I wish I kept my mouth shut. You simply are too much at times” You pushed his head away causing him to groan, already missing the feeling of your lips. “Always knowing how to ruin a moment. But I guess it wouldn’t be you if you didn’t open that big mouth of yours”

“I know something else I can do with this big mouth of mine”

“Dante?”

“Love of my life?”

pre RE3

warnings: fluffy, this is literally right before re3 so there are in-fact zombies but none actually appear in here

On the rare occasion where both of you are free on the same day, he wants to make the most out of it, even if you do nothing all day

With that being said, this man wanna stay in bed and cuddle you all damn day

He is used to waking up at least a couple hours earlier than you to get his gear together for the day.

He would wake you up right before he leaves for the day to say his goodbyes and I love yous and then giving you a kiss on your head as your still mostly asleep self responds

So on days where he doesn't need to report to the U.B.C.S. is the days he cherishes most

His internal body alarm still wakes him up at his usual time until he realizes that he doesn't need to leave your side today

He will pull your sleeping body closer to him and snuggle his face in the top of your head and go back to sleep in about 2.8 seconds

When you finally wake up, he can almost hear your eyelids open and wakes up himself.

He wraps himself around you even more to the point he might as well lay on top of you

(which he in fact does later)

If you have to go to the bathroom, you better be able to hold it in because this man will not let go until he is ready

and when he is ready it usually 45 min to an hour

You can try and persuade him, but just know a lot of it will go in one ear and out the other

when you finally get up to go to the bathroom he usually gets up while your in there and stands by the door waiting for you to finish

most of the day is consumed by him lounging with you and staying by your side all day

imagine you guys are laying in bed while you watch tv or something its really just there for background noise

this man is fully on top of you

like not even kidding

this man is laying his full body weight on top of you

he loves how comfy you feel all while also feeling like hes protecting you from the world

(bonus points if youre plus sized, i am a firm believer he loves them big booty bitches like me :3)

you guys will be talking while he lays his head on your chest, occasionally picking his head up to look at you or sneak in a quick smooch

he loves to hear your heartbeat and feel your chest move up and down while you breathe

its small but it makes him so happy that your safe from the T-Virus and are in fact still alive and with him

He doesn't speak much about his job to not scare you so he will just listen to anything you want to talk about

When there is a pause in you guys conversing, he pretends to fall asleep to get a laugh out of you

like im talking he will relax his whole body to go limp and fake snore really obnoxiously

when you start to laugh he pretends to wake up acting like you woke him up and asks you what's so funny before going back to 'sleep' continuing his snoring

he will do this several times

at one point when hes falling back 'asleep' his hand will accidently graze your sides making your body stiffen slightly

now listen, he aint dumb and he wont just brush it off

he now knows for a fact that you are ticklish there

so he will plan attack

after a couple times of doing his thing of waking up and going back to sleep, he will strike his move while doing his snoring

you have to beg with tears in your eyes and stomach feeling like youre getting abs for him to stop before he does

He just thinks youre so precious and do basically anything to see your smile and the side that you only let him see

also while he lays on you, if youre eating a snack, he will grab your wrist and pull it down to his face to take a bite

no matter how much you try and keep it away from him, he always finds a way to share your food with him

he also is a huge bed hog

mf will starfish and expect you to figure it out

There you stood in the middle of your new empty room, surrounded by boxes of your stuff. After the first semester of college, you couldn’t physically live with your parents anymore. You love them to death, but living there at your grown age wasn’t ideal. Regardless, you were happy to start a new chapter in your life. And it’s closer to your work and school campus so you can easily walk there and not spend money on Uber or taxis. You take a deep breath and sigh, finally deciding it is now time to start unpacking. You grabbed the box that was closest to you and sat down on the ground with it. Upon opening it you discovered it was your LED lights and posters for your bedroom. It might be a good idea to start with your room anyway.

After several hours of unpacking and rebuilding your furniture, you decided now was a good time to stop for a bit to eat. You look at your phone and see it is 7:30 pm. Realizing you had neglected even starting to unpack your kitchen essentials, you grabbed your phone and started looking at what might be good to order. After deciding what to eat, you went to take a shower while your food was being delivered. Being covered in sweat and dust from moving wasn’t ideal. But it is part of it all. You grabbed a towel from the dresser you had spent at least an hour building along with a change of clothes. You turn music on from your phone and start the shower, undressing as you wait for the water to heat up. When you finally jump in, Linger by The Cranberries comes on in your playlist. It was such a good song you couldn’t help but sing it as you washed yourself.

Unbeknownst to you, your next-door neighbor was currently doing his nightly skincare routine. He heard you singing through the thin walls dividing your bathrooms. He smiled as he enjoyed the sound of your voice. You really had good vocals. Usually, he would be irritated that he heard any of his neighbors through the walls. Whether it be arguments, crying kids, couples having sex, or a 30-year-old man screaming at his Fortnite match, he’s heard it all and had his fair share of complaints to the landlord. He would usually ignore it and just listen to music through his headphones but when it goes till like 4 in the morning when he was supposed to be asleep hours ago thats what would get him so worked up and complain about them. But hearing your voice soothed him for some strange reason, he didn’t even know why. He sat on the toilet seat to listen to you sing your heart out even after he finished his skincare. Soon he heard your shower turn off and the music had stopped as well. He figured you were done for the night. He got up and left the bathroom.

By the time you got done drying your hair, your food had arrived at your doorstep. You made haste to your front door to collect your food. You didn’t know if anyone would try and steal your food but it was better safe than sorry since you didn’t know anyone in the complex yet. You lock your door and head to your room. After getting comfy in your bed, you turned on some YouTube and turned on an iceberg video just for some background noise. You were finally in a peaceful setting. No parents yapping in the background, no siblings knocking on your door every 5 minutes, nothing. You smiled to yourself as you ate your food, half paying attention to the video in the background. 

Suddenly your phone started to ring. You let out an audible groan and looked at who was calling you. ‘Dumb bitch’ read the caller id. It was your best friend Nero. You answer the FaceTime call with a deadpan face. When the video connected, You could only see his nose, eyes, and parts of his forehead. 

“Hey asshole- ew don’t look at me that way” Nero grimaced jokingly.

“I wouldn’t if you would at least text me when you’re going to call, I’m in the middle of eating” You held your to-go box up to the camera.

“That looks good, give me a bite”

You rolled your eyes at the white-haired man on the screen and took a spoonful of your food to hold up to the camera. He pretended to take a bite and then let out a belch. 

“S’cuse me” He said in a high-pitched voice and big eyes, pretending to be oh-so innocent. He practically was the living embodiment of the :3 face currently. After you gave him an ‘ew’ in response to his burp he then spoke in his normal voice. “Oh! The reason why I called you is cause Kyrie and I wanted to congratulate you on your new apartment. We want to take you out for drinks this weekend with my other friend. And who knows you two might click” He wiggled his eyebrows at you in a teasing manner.

You stuck your tongue out at him before realizing that he's not showing his whole face off like usual. He was slightly full of himself and no matter what, during your Facetime calls, he would always show his whole head, no matter the angle.

“Nero, what did you do?”

“Huh, what do you mean? What makes you think I did anything?” You can see the panic in his eyes. Being his best friend since you were kids meant knowing everything about him and his mannerisms. He was a bad liar if you knew him well enough.

“Show me your whole head asshole”

“How the fuck did you catch on so easily” He mumbled to himself as he pulled the camera away from his face, revealing his longer hair was now nothing but a buzzcut “I was feeling kinda silly and wanted to do something, I think it looks good”

“Does Kyrie know?” You knew the two of them lived together but Kyrie was usually working in the orphanage and you had no clue how long his hair had been that way

“Nope, but I know she is gonna love it”

“Nero?”

“Yeah?”

“She’s going to kill you”

“I know”

You laughed and shook your head. Kyrie wasn’t that big of a fan of things changing. You knew she would love him anyway but still, there will be many questions from her.

“It looks good, Nero. You’re ready for the military! Bros about to go to boot camp!” You joke around with him. 

“Hey asshole, when I called I thought I was going to have your support! You know how I always support you when you dye your hair? Yeah, that support! Or how you were literally in tears when you came out to me when we were 16? Ring any bells?”

“Okay but look that last one was different, It was an important thing in my life and a buzzcut should never be compared to being trans you transphobic asshole”

“Oh great you’re pulling that card again” he threw his hands up in defeat “You know I love you, little bro” He set his phone down to make a heart with his hands and to show off his ‘innocent’ face once more

“Yeah yeah yeah, I’m sure you do.” you laughed at his ridiculousness “Anyway tell me about this guy you’re planning on bringing this weekend”

And just like that, his face turned from cutesy and innocent to smug. God, how you wanted to smack it off his face so bad.

“Oh, now you’re begging to know about him? Dirty boy now aren’t you”

“I should’ve never asked” You put your hand on your face to hide the embarrassment

“Okay okay, I’m just fucking around with ya, now time to get serious. He’s kinda quiet, he loves books but hates booktok, let me tell you, he will rant on and on about it” You let out a snort at that. Booktok is its own special kind of place, it always scared you. “He mainly reads poetry so you know he either gets all the bitches or none of them. And in my personal knowledge, he gets none and I’ve known him since high school. Oh and I almost forgot the best part, he’s emo and I know that's your type!”

“Nero!” You yelled out almost offended. You place your hand on your chest and clutch your imaginary pearls. “You know me too well” Your face quickly relaxes as you raise your eyebrows at him

“Yeah I know I do, a little too much for comfort but you know” You hear a door closing in the background and Nero looking up from the phone. You assumed that Kyrie was home from work.

“Hey, I’m going to get off the phone, Kyrie is home and I promised to help her with dinner. Nico, Kyrie, and I will pick you up after work so make sure to bring some nice clothes to work on Friday. We may be going to a bar but I want you to look nice so you can meet the cutting board of your dreams.”

“Nero that was unnecessary but whatever, I’ll catch you later. Bye asshole, have a goodnight Kyrie!” You speak your farewell to Kyrie a little louder so she can hear it from Nero’s phone

“You too sweetie! I’ll see you this weekend” You hear her respond from across their shared room

“You know, I can’t help but to think you like my girlfriend more than you like me” He says in an almost exasperated voice. 

“I do, bye faggot” you say hanging up the phone.

You get a text from him shortly after you hang up the phone. You open it and its just an image of him kissing Kyrie while flipping off the camera. You laughed to yourself and sent the middle finger emoji right back at him. The two of you always played around like that. You show your love by being mean. Everyone knew that. If you were nice to someone that means you secretly hated them. You look once more at the clock and see that it’s 9 pm already. You could stay up and miss another day of class tomorrow or you can sleep and go. Your professor knew that you are moving and would be missing a couple of of days of class. And if you do stay up you could always unpack even more of your stuff. You decide that the latter choice would be more worth it in the long run. Besides you can miss a couple of days of school. You weren’t failing and the professor always posts his classes online anyway. 

As soon as you were finished eating, you set some music on your TV and grabbed a box of your bathroom assortments. You started by putting all of your soap in appropriate places. You place your toothbrush, toothpaste, and hairbrush in the medicine cabinet. You pick up a small bag and unzip it. It was your viles of testosterone. You smiled at the little bottles and placed them in the medicine cabinet as well. You remember when you first started T. It was only a couple of months ago but it was still a great memory. You went over to Nero’s to take your first dose. You may have been out as trans since you were 16 but your parents were never supportive so you couldn't start T. You had bought it and kept your supply at Nero’s. He was always proud of you and was your biggest supporter throughout the years. Even Kyrie didn’t mind. In your second year of being out as trans, she threw you a little party. Nero got a cake that read “Congrats! It’s a boy” and wore blue face paint. You laughed to yourself at the memory. You loved those two dearly and you had no clue how you would have made it this far without them. 

As you were laying down your bath mats, Cherry Waves by Deftones started playing from your TV. You nodded your head along to the beat as you started to fold some towels. Before you knew it you started to sing along

“The waves suck you in and you drowned” Your voice rang out, surprising you in the process. Your voice had recently begun to crack due to the hrt but you hit the note with ease

“If like you, should sink down beneath. I’ll swim down, would you? You?”

The song was bittersweet but tranquil at the same time. The way it sounds disturbs you but brings you peace. It’s relaxing and exciting all in one. Deftones was a really good band but no other songs they or anyone else have made will come close to Cherry Waves.

“You hang the anchors over my neck. I liked it at first but the more you laughed the crazier it came.”

You took a deep breath and hoped and prayed your T voice would let you hit those notes once more. 

“The Waves suck you in then you drown”

“If like, you’d”

“If like, you-”

You cut yourself off hearing another voice join in the song. You were sure as hell it wasn’t Chino Moreno. Besides the voice was coming from your bathroom and the music was in your bedroom.

“Just stay down with me” The deeper voice continued “I’ll swim down with you, is that what you want?” 

The voice had stopped seeming as if he’d no longer heard your voice singing with him. There was a long pause between the two of you. You hadn’t any clue what to say or if you should say anything. Maybe I was hearing stuff? Going crazy finally? Your thoughts were silenced as the voice spoke up once again.

“I apologize for ruining your moment, I just heard your wonderful voice singing one of my favorite songs and I just couldn’t help myself”

Huh, at least he has manners. 

“Oh! No, it’s actually quite alright, it is a really good song, I was just caught off guard” You responded looking at the shower wall, assuming that is where he was speaking from.

“Guessing these walls” he paused to knock twice on the wall before continuing “Aren’t as thick as you thought?”

You let out a small chuckle and moved over to the shower wall to copy his knocking.

“Nope. Can’t complain though, I’ve never met anyone with the same passion for Cherry Waves as I do”

You hear him give a hum in agreement. You feel yourself smile before shaking your head.

“I do apologize if I disturbed you” You gave him an apology, feeling bad that he may have been either trying to sleep or doing something important

“Oh no do not worry, I was just catching up on some reading. I did enjoy the little break though, my eyes were starting to skip over lines.”

“You read? What kind of books do you like?” You sit down on the edge of the shower’s tub, more interested in him than what you were doing previously

“I read almost anything, I do have to say that I enjoy poetry most out of anything. It just speaks to me differently than anything else.”

You nod your head in agreement even though he can’t see it. So he likes poetry? That seems like it would suit him just by his voice alone. Without thinking, you spoke your thoughts by pure mistake.

“You do have a good voice to read poetry” Right when you realize you said that you clasp your hands over your mouth.

You can hear him chuckle from the other side of the wall.

“I can recite one if you would like to hear?”

You mentally kick yourself in the face before answering him

“Of course, I don’t read often but I would love to hear some from you”

He clears his throat before speaking

“To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand  And Eternity in an hour.”

You were right, his voice is perfect for reading. You can’t help but feel relaxed as he spoke. The way each word fell off his lips soothed you.

“Was that Blake?”

“And here I thought you didn’t read much?” He responded to your question “But yes, Little Wanderer, that was indeed Blake”

You felt your face heat up just a tinge when he called you that.

“Just because I don’t read doesn’t mean I live under a rock.” you argued back jokingly

“You are very right about that, I apologize for underestimating you.”

You smile to yourself before realizing that it is getting kind of late. You didn’t want to disturb the poet any longer.

“Well it’s getting kind of late, I need to finish unpacking my things before I go to bed. And I truly don’t want to keep bugging you all night”

“You’re not bugging me at all. And you’re right, I think I should head to bed soon. Have a good night, Wanderer”

“You too, Poet. I enjoyed your company”

“I quite enjoyed yours too, I am usually not a very talkative person but you make it seem so easy.”

He knocked on the shower wall before it fell silent, signaling he had left for bed. You took a deep breath and sat there for a moment, thinking about him. He really was nice to talk to and it didn't make you that nervous seeing as you couldn’t see him. You don’t know a lot of people to talk to due to your own social anxiety.