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Mutuals (Onyankopon x Black!Reader)

y/n is a little shy. when she moves back home, her friend mika tries to get her out the house. what better way than to meet mutuals?

warnings: none. shy/nervous reader. fluff.

“Y/N, come on, it’s just a small get-together,” Mikasa mumbles.

Mika and I have been close friends for years – constantly keeping in touch, even after I moved hours away. Due to my parents receiving better opportunities, they decided it would be best to leave what we had known behind. Through the years, we made sure to check on each other. She was there for the significant moments of my life, and I was there for her. Virtually, of course.

That was when I was eleven. I’m twenty-three now.

After I graduated from nursing school, I felt like it was best to return home. I made sure a job and apartment were secure before taking off. Mika was the first person to greet me with open arms. It felt good to be in a familiar place again. It felt good to be home.

Months have passed, and things have slowly begun to fall into place. Unlike Mikasa, I’m content with how my life is now. It’s consistent - a little lonely sometimes, but it’s consistent. Being the observant person she is, she noticed but never pushed the subject. That was until tonight.

“I could go, or I could just stay home while you go,” I quipped with a tight smile.

Mika shook her head at me and responded.

“Look, you don’t have to go,” she looked at me, “I just thought you could meet my other friends. They’re chill, and I can guarantee they’ll love you.” I sighed.

It’s difficult having to meet new people. Having to worry about the possibility of embarrassing myself is not something that I want to do – especially in front of Mika’s friends. From what I’ve heard, they’re all outgoing, quick-witted, and bold. Depending on the situation, I can be a complete nervous wreck. I’d hate for that to happen in front of her friends.

“I dunno.” I tried to downplay how I felt, but she noticed and sighed.

“Okay, but you know that I wouldn’t put you in a situation you weren’t comfortable with.”

Of course, I know that. But even though I thought about going home, something told me that meeting them wouldn’t be too bad.

I sigh, “I know. When are you thinking about leaving?”

“In about an hour,” she responded after checking her phone.

“Would they mind if I joined you?” I asked, not wanting to intrude.

Mika immediately shook her head. “Nah, they already said it was cool.” I chuckled at the fact that she had already asked before responding.

“Alright, Mika. I’ll go.” She gave a small smile and picked up her phone. I presumed to let them know that I would be joining.

I made my way towards the full-body mirror in her bedroom. After feeling like I looked my best, I sat on her bed and nervously scrolled on my phone. I’ve heard plenty of stories about her friends, but I’ve never thought about meeting them – until tonight.

About an hour later, she sent me the address and we made our way to one of their houses – I think she said Connie was his name. We pulled up to the apartment at the same time and exited our cars, making sure to lock them both. I made sure to straighten out my clothes before walking around to meet Mika. I looked up and noticed a small smirk on her face. I tilted my head.

“What?”

“You’re so nervous,” she states obviously.

I smack my lips, “Naw, ‘m not nervous at all.”

Mika just chuckles and starts walking to our destination.

We got to the door and knocked. After a few seconds, a guy opened the door. He had a buzz cut, freckles, and tattoos all on his arms. He was wearing black sweats and a white tee.

‘Cute,’ I thought to myself.

“You gon’ move out the way or what, Constance?” Mika asked.

‘So, this is Connie.’

He just smacks his lips and moves to the side. I follow her inside.

“I just opened the door. Whatchu on?” He scrunched his face a bit.

“Yeah, yeah. Where is everybody?”

“Upstairs,” he said, locking the door behind him. He turns to look at me before a small smirk takes over his features. “You Y/N, right?” he asked softly.

I give a small smile and ‘mhm.’

He walks up to me and offers his hand. “Nice to meet you, mama. I’m Connie.”

I placed my hand in his and softly shook it. “Nice to meet you.”

Mika immediately interfered.

“Aht, aht! Connie cut that shit out. Leave her alone.”

I chuckled and removed my hand from his.

“Ass always cockblocking.” He started to lead us upstairs.

“Please, she wouldn’t talk to you no way.” They bickered so much like siblings that I could only laugh.

Soon we made our way to the large room which held about seven other people. They immediately acknowledged Mika, but some perked up at the new face.

“That her?” a guy with emerald eyes and his hair in a man bun asked Mikasa.

Mika hummed, grabbed my hand, and led us to a spot to sit while introducing me to everyone and them to me.

Sasha, Armin, Eren, Ymir, Historia, Jean, Connie...

“...and that’s Onyankopon.”

“You can call me Ony.”

We made eye contact, and I could feel my heart flutter. He was dark-skinned with tattoos. He had studs and a chain on with grey sweats and a black shirt. He’s gorgeous, but he looks like the type to play around... I looked away and smiled at everyone, feeling a little more nervous than when I walked in.

And just like Mika said, everyone was chill. They all caught onto the fact that I’m pretty shy, but it was easy to make conversation with almost everyone.

Ony had been pretty caught up in either playing the game with Eren, Connie, and Jean or on the phone. I, of course, wasn’t gonna say anything. Maybe he’s just a quiet guy.

But what I didn’t notice was the way Ony looked at me when I entered the room – the way he bit his lip for a moment before looking away. I didn't notice the way he studied my features when I had sat down beside Mika, or the way he smirked and went back to the game after we made eye contact.

I didn’t notice those things, but oh, some people did...

Armin: You good Ony?

Connie looked down at his phone and chuckled.

Con: his ass feelin' Y/N he good

Ony glanced at his phone and furrowed his brows before typing.

Ony: Aye chill out

Jean: Is he wrong tho?

Eren: Jean stfu and take this L

Ony: Bruh thank you

Eren: I didn’t say he was wrong. Speak up

Ony rolled his eyes and tried to focus on the game, but the sound of a pretty laugh caused him to briefly peer over at me. Connie chuckled.

“Damn. You down bad already,” he teased. Ony just shook his head, focusing back on the game.

After some time, Mika, Ymir, and I stood up.

“’m finna get a drink. Y’all want some?” Ymir questioned while walking towards the door. Mika and I followed her but turned around to see if anyone wanted anything. Ony sat his controller down and stood up.

“Ima come.”

It took me a second to realize how tall he was– a little over 6’2” and built. I caught myself, trying not to let my eyes linger, and walked out of the room. I could feel his presence close behind me and his amazing scent was beginning to take over my senses. ‘Ain’t no way I’m this down bad,’ is all I could think to myself.

Once we made our way to the kitchen, I decided to chill by the bar stools while the others raided Connie’s pantry.

“You want anything, mama?” I looked at Ony and realized that he was asking me.

“Umm, just water is okay,” I responded with a small smile.

He turned around to grab a water bottle for me and placed it in front of me. Simple act, right? Cool.

After grabbing all they wanted, Mika and Ymir started to head back upstairs. I started to walk behind them, but I felt a small tug on my arm. All three of us turned around.

“We’ll be up there ina minute.”

I turned back to look at them, but they simply smirked.

“Okay, Onya,” Ymir quipped before going upstairs. Ony smirked and shook his head.

“You good?” Mika asked softly. I nodded, and she followed behind Ymir.

Once they were far enough away, I turned towards Ony and tilted my head, confused as to what he wanted.

“Just wanted to talk to you, pretty girl,” he started. I narrow my eyes at him slightly and hum.

He slid his hand from my arm to my hand and led me to the living room. Once we sat down, Ony looked at me and spoke.

“So, how long have you known Mika?” he started.

I gave a content smile. “We’ve been friends for years. A little over ten, I think.”

He hummed and turned his attention towards the blank tv in front of us.

“And how long have you guys been friends?” I asked while crossing my legs on the couch. He turned back to me before starting.

“We met in high school. I had just moved and here, and Connie’s big-headed ass kinda forced me to chill wit’ everyone.”

I smile, “Yeah?”

He bit his lip and nodded. “Mhm.”

I looked down trying to contain a smile before continuing the conversation.

A few minutes were just spent with us trying to get to know each other – from questions about our past to what it’s like to have a friend group like theirs. Every now and then, Ony would slide in little flirtatious comments, but I was oblivious to them all that he just narrowed his eyes slightly upon realization. Soon after, I asked, “So, be forreal. Why’d you wanna talk to me?”

Ony chuckled and began manspreading slightly.

“I mean, shit. You couldn’t tell?” A confused look overtook my features, and I shook my head no. He just looked at me before saying, “I just wanted to see if you was fuckin wit someone.”

I tilted my head. “If I was talking to someone?” He smiled at that and nodded, “Why?”

‘Cute,’ he thought to himself before responding. “Because I think you’re beautiful, and I’m tryina see whatchu on.”

I was slightly caught off-guard by how blunt he was but tried not to show it.

“So, I’m taking this as you don’t have a girl?” I questioned. His gaze went from playful to slightly serious.

“If I did, I wouldn’t be here.” I had to look away for a moment, not being used to this undivided attention he was giving me. Ony furrowed his brows before taking his tattooed hand and gently grabbing my jaw to bring my attention back to him. “Uh-uh, mama. Look at me.”

I looked at him and bit my lip - a nervous habit. He glanced at my lips before licking his own, removing his hand, and smirking. “Let me take you on a date.”

Before I could respond, I heard some feet coming down the stairs and looked in that direction. It was Mika, Sasha, and Connie. I smiled towards them, trying to make it seem like I’m not a nervous wreck around this man. Sasha smiled, but Connie and Mika knew what type of time Ony was on.

“You almost ready to head out, N/N?” Mika questioned. I noticed that she had my purse in her hands, just in case.

“Yeah, gimme just a minute.” She just nodded and walked towards the kitchen with the two following her.

I turned my attention back to Ony to see that he had already been watching me with soft eyes.

“So, whatchu think, pretty girl? You gon’ let me take you out?”

I thought it over for a moment before smiling. “Yeah, Ony. You can.”

He licked his bottom lip, trying to contain a smile. “Yeah?”

“Mhm.”

After we exchanged numbers, we stood up from the couch. He then wrapped his arms around my waist, and I wrapped mine around his neck. This was a feeling I could get used to.

“Ima text you soon, mama. Okay?” he mumbled in my ear.

“I gotchu,” I tried to contain my smile as we pulled away.

We both walked to the kitchen where Sasha and Connie were bickering and Mika was just watching, shaking her head. She was the first to see us come in and started to stand up.

“You ready?”

I nodded and grabbed my purse from her before turning to the remaining three.

“It was nice meeting yall,” I expressed softly with a smile.

“You, too, pretty,” Sasha came up to hug me while whispering, “Make sure you come back, yeah?”

I hugged her back. “Just let me know when, and I gotchu.”

Once we made our way outside, Mika immediately asked me what was up with Ony.

“Well, you should know that Ony doesn’t really fuck around like that,” she stated wholeheartedly.

I stopped walking and looked at her. “You forreal? Because ion wanna get involved with him and get screwed over.”

Mika stopped and looked at me with an intense gaze. “The reason I stopped Connie earlier was because I know how he is. Onya won’t do that. Damn near against his character,” she tried to make light of the situation, “Trust when I say, you’re good.”

I smiled, exhaling a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Mika saw the effect her words had on me and hugged me. “Just take it slow. He’ll show you wussup,” was her advice.

“Say less.”

We separated from one another and finally made our way towards our cars. Once I got in and shut my door, I started my car and made my way home. After walking inside, I locked the door and went straight to the shower. I stayed in a little longer than intended, thinking about tonight’s events – from meeting new people to getting asked on a date. It all felt fast. Maybe I just needed to sleep.

I shut off the water and began getting ready for bed. It was almost two in the morning before I laid down and heard a small ‘ping!’ from my phone. I looked over to see that it was Ony who texted.

Ony: Any plans this Friday, pretty?

I smile before typing, feeling a little hopeful. I guess we’ll just have to wait till then.

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ahh. i hope it wasn't too bad. i haven't written anything ina HOT minute. this is a new platform for me. so hopefully it'll be cool. i hope yall enjoy <3 please forgive the mistakes!