Idk if you write Viktor 👉👈
But what if like reader thats like reader in the klaus fic meets Viktor when the sparrows meet the umbrellas n reader is a sparrow
N ben is all protective and tries his best to keep them away, n they sneak off n nsfw? 👉👈 Bonus points if reader is really shy
The Umbrella siblings zap into the Sparrow Academy instead of their usual. Reader, one of the lesser popular Sparrows, takes quite a liking to Viktor, and Viktor to them.
Gender-neutral pronouns used, implied afab, reader wears a skirt for easy access, autistic-coded
warnings/tags: foul language, smut, oral (f receiving), expedition, you know the drill
word count: 3,190
a/n: i hope i did this idea justice! for the sake of this request, I've written Viktor post coming-out, even though canonically he doesn't come out as trans until episode 2 of season 3.
The Umbrellas and Sparrows unfortunate meeting had passed, and now the siblings were now wandering a park, looking quite rough, each holding their aches and complaining.
After Viktor's large explosion, we'll call it, one of the Sparrows very carefully approached him, helping him up.
He'd hesitated, of course, but took the help, and as he was walking out, looked over his shoulder at the Sparrow in question. Odd, they were. Didn't really speak, not even during the initial introduction. Just helped him up and stood back, taking the scrutiny from their siblings.
Luther was something something about having his ass hand it to him when he realized Viktor was nowhere to be seen, "Oh my God. Viktor."
As if on que, Viktor rounded a corner, coming out from behind the bushes, "Oh, Thank God you're alive." Relief in his voice.
"You okay?" Allison questioned, shifting her position on the arm of the park bench.
"Apparently, so is Ben.." Klaus commented.
Allison looked over at him with narrowed eyes, "Yeah. And he's a complete dickhead."
"They're all dickheads." Diego chimed, shuffling in discomfort.
"Dickheads who can fight." Luther said.
Amidst this conversation, Viktor sat down on a bench, holding the ache in his back. Despite all there was to think about, he could only think about one thing. That odd Sparrow.
And that odd Sparrow was getting their head talked off.
"(y/n), are you fucking crazy? You saw what that asshole did." Ben scolded, giving them a light shove to get his point across.
"Well, you guys initiated it!" They furrowed their brows, taking a step back, "I'd have done the same thing."
"You are not to go anywhere near the lot of them. Especially not that one." He ordered, negotiation out of the question.
(y/n) was a curious person, who sometimes did risky things. Ben didn't need to ask to know that (y/n) was going to want to interact with the Umbrella Academy.
"Fine." They stated before storming off, thinking all kinds of vile things, a soft light emitting from their fingertips, every light-bulb in the vicinity flickering.
Right, a little explanation is in order; (y/n)'s abilities consist of projecting a blinding light from their hands, but in order to be able to do this, there needs to be a source of electricity nearby for them to convert. Due to the fact that no one sees this ability as very useful, (y/n) isn't too highly sought after by the public, as their siblings are. Though, they are very well skilled in martial arts.
We look back to the Umbrella Academy, who now wander a wonderful park, attracting the curious attention of everyone they pass.
"What are we doing?" Allison suddenly asked, looking around.
"Ruminating." Five replied simply.
"Why is everyone staring at us?" Klaus questioned, as though it wasn't obvious.
"Because we look like the damn Village People just lost a fight." Diego stated, snatching the hat from Klaus' head.
"You know what, I need to go find Claire." Allison spoke over the bickering of Klaus and Diego, "I'll catch up with you guys later."
Viktor was snapped out of their thought, "Allison, no," He paused, "First let's get somewhere safe, clean up those cuts, and then we can go find her." He suggested.
"Man, I hate those guys..." Luther uttered from behind Viktor, who turned his head to him in confusion, finding him staring off at a building in the distance. Or rather the large billboard on the building. Beside another building with another billboard. Both displaying the same topic. Members of the Sparrow Academy.
Viktor narrowed his eyes in the direction of one of the billboards, the one that displayed the entire family, in search of one person in particular, who oddly stood at the back, behind the cube known as Christopher. Odd, he thought. They were odd. It was all odd.
Klaus sighed, "Keep working on it, big guy, you'll land one, eventually." He assured, giving Luther a firm pat on the back.
"Look at 'em, with their... stupid smug..." Luther struggled.
Klaus stood behind him, saying words of encouragement.
"...S...s.. smug..." He paused, finally giving up with, "Smugness."
A few days passed, each Umbrella sibling dealing with their own individual issues, and more. Marcus was nowhere to be found, presumed to have been kidnapped. Luther was also out of sight, but no one had noticed. Allison was heartbroken. Diego is a father, apparently. Klaus and Five are off on a road-trip. It was all going chaotically. And Viktor still had his mind set on finding out who that odd Sparrow was.
We jump to when Luther's love interest, Sloane, pulled him up into her bedroom, using levitation. He'd been wandering quite aimlessly when he heard her voice.
Viktor had just left Hotel Oblivion, trying not to think about all he had learned from Five and Klaus' adventure. That someone had killed their birth-givers before the lot of them were even born.
He found himself back at the park they'd first gone to after their initial meeting with the Sparrows, remembering his covert meeting with Marcus. Why he hadn't figured out their name, he didn't know. He knew everyone else's name. Why it bugged him, he also didn't know.
He felt the air whirl as someone ran by him in panic. It was odd, but he felt the need to look back. Even seeing the back of their head, he knew it was them. Their odd demeanor seeming to float off them.
"Hey-!" Viktor called, making them stop in their tracks.
Turning around, their eyes widened when they recognized him, "I'm not supposed to talk to you." Breaking the rules were not in their genes.
"Looks like you're not supposed to be out here either. What are you in such a rush for?" He raised an eyebrow.
There was a brief moment of silence where they contemplated his words, but ultimately decided to keep on their way home, "I need to go home." Was all they said before continuing on their run home.
Viktor only stood, watching as their figure shrunk over the distance, pursing his lips in thought.
Days passed when (y/n) finally decided they'd seek Viktor out intentionally.
They were sat, eating lunch in silence with the Sparrows. Ben was talking about trading the brief-case for Marcus. (y/n) was entirely out of the loop, but this was normal. And really, they had no interest in knowing. Marcus was never particularly nice to them. The only sibling they really ever spoke with was Ben, and even then it was a vague amount.
"I'm gonna go out after lunch. I want to check out the library." (y/n) stated matter-of-factly, more to Ben than anyone else.
"Wear something warm." Ben muttered, taking a bite of his eggs.
(y/n) pursed their lips, not fond of the cold. Not because it's cold, but because winter clothes are so heavy and constricting, "I will."
"No, I mean it. You got home the other night shivering so bad, you couldn't stop." He sighed, turning to face them.
"I didn't even realize I was cold until I got inside. It's fine." They argued.
"You can wear Sloane's green cardigan. Not constricting, and it's warm." Ben suggested, looking to Sloane for permission, who nodded happily, not at all bothered.
"No, it's itchy. I'll find something warm, don't worry-!" (y/n) had grown frustrated at this point, and Ben decided it was best to just agree, not wanting to escalate it further.
"Alright, and don't stay out too long, we'll need you when we go to get Marcus." He muttered, continuing with his meal.
(y/n) only nodded, standing up and wandering off to their room to find something warm-ish to wear.
He sat there awhile, desperately hoping they'd show. He'd no clue why he was so invested in this, but he was.
Moving over to Viktor.
He was waiting around the exact same spot where'd run into who he can only refer to as The Odd Sparrow, still yet to figure out their name. He'd been waiting there since even before (y/n) had their conversation with Ben.
Hours passed, and conveniently, there they were, spying around, quite clearly looking for something, or rather someone.
Spotting him, they approached with care, not really wanting to get their shit blown up.
Viktor raised an eyebrow, shifting on the bench he was sitting on to make room for them, "I'm not gonna hurt you," He began, "I've no reason to."
They trusted him without question, a flaw really, and let their guard down, demeanor changing just like that as they sat beside him.
"You come looking for me?" He joked, a small smile playing at his lips.
"Yes." (y/n) replied, hilariously straight-forward, also likely not realizing he'd been joking with them.
He was lost for words for a moment, shocked by the honesty, though he appreciated it.
"Well, I don't think I ever got your name," He paused, clasping his hands in his lap.
"You didn't. It's (y/n)." They murmured, eyes downcast, "You're Viktor, right?"
"That's me," He clarified, "So, why did you come looking for me?"
"Um, I don't.. really know. I was curious about you, I suppose." They shrugged, turning their head to look at him.
"I've been curious about you, as well. Not knowing your name was.. really bugging me. I'm not sure why."
They sat in a comfortable silence a while before (y/n) spoke up, "What do we do now-?"
"Well.. do you have anywhere you need to be?" He questioned, (y/n) shaking their head in response.
"We could just.. hang out for a bit, then." He suggested, "If you want to, I mean."
(y/n) smiled, gazing back down and their lap, "Sure. I told everyone I'd be at the library. You want to go there with me?" They asked, soon realizing a library isn't most people's idea of fun, "Or.. would that be boring?"
"No, not at all. The library sounds great." Viktor said, pushing himself up, offering a hand, which (y/n) took with great joy, their nose scrunching out of happiness. They don't know anyone outside of the Sparrows, so being a bit touch-starved is to be expected.
He took note of this gesture, "That's cute. Your little nose scrunch." He commented, and before they could respond he spoke again, "Now, where's the library." He was unsure how different the layout place would be since.. he wasn't suppose to exist here.
It took them a moment to respond, still processing his brief comment, the tips of their ears tinting red, "I, um.." They paused, reminding themself which direction they were facing, "This way." They said, taking him by the hand, not thinking anything of it, leading him off.
Am I..? No. I don't even know them.
Viktor was all of a sudden questioning himself and his curiosities.
Why had he been so bothered he didn't know their name? Why had he been so eager to talk to them? Soulmates were never a thing he believed in.
It's simply just.. a random attraction. Who wouldn't be attracted to them? They're smokin'
The two sat in the library a while, conversing over their favourite books, sharing their favourite plot twists, their favourite story prompts and clichés.
These thoughts lead him down a spiral. An extremely horny spiral.
He shook the thoughts, but they remained right in the back of his mind.
He found (y/n) held a particular interest for indecent books. Extremely indecent books.
"You seem to.. really take a liking to books like this one." He commented with a laugh, picking up a book titled Sin's Temptation from the pile of books they'd accumulated on the table.
"Oh- yeah. It's.. I don't know. People don't really perceive me as being capable of.. y'know, being aroused. They think I'm childish because of the things I like, and the way I am." They shrugged, gently taking the book from his hand, reading over the blurb on the back, "But I can promise; I'm more than capable." They sounded almost upset.
"I haven't really had many sexual experiences, none where I've been completely and utterly myself. So, I read about them instead." They chuckled bitterly.
"But you articulate yourself so well, and from the way you've been talking about all these topics, you're very intelligent. How could anyone perceive you as.. a child?" Viktor was confused. Maybe it was because he's been well acquainted with people similar to (y/n). But he thought it was utter nonsense.
"I don't know. I know I'm not a child, so what other people think doesn't bother me so much." They explained, fingers tracing over the letters on the cover.
"Well.. I can tell you I certainly don't think of you that way." Viktor commented, quickly regretting it.
It took (y/n) a moment, but when it clicked in their head, their face heated up, turning an extremely noticeable shade of red.
They kept their head down, but a small mischievous smile stretched across their lips, and their foot nudged Viktor's beneath the table.
The combination of the thought of smutty book scenarios and Viktor's extremely attractive.. everything, was already enough to get them going. Of course, that much was obvious at this point, as Viktor had noticed their clear attempt to create friction between their shuffling thighs.
(y/n) looked up from the ground and at him, lips pursed, "Are.. can we-?"
"Can we..?" Viktor raised an eyebrow, of course completely understanding what they wanted, but also wanting full clarification.
"You know.." They uttered, biting the inside of their cheek.
"No," He paused, turning in their chair to face them, leaning forward slowly, "I'm afraid I don't." Voice sultry.
(y/n) frowned, too embarrassed to say what they actually meant, also presuming Viktor really didn't understand, so, to save themself some amount of embarrassment, they picked up the closest explicit book, flicked to a page containing the relevant content, and showed it to him, eliciting a laugh from him.
"I understand, I'm just playing with you." He explained, a smile present on his features, "Now," He paused, sliding off his chair and covertly crawling beneath the table, positioning himself between their legs, "Has anyone ever.. gone down on you before?"
"Sure, but they weren't any good.. Wait, here-?" (y/n)'s already flushed face only reddened more.
"Well, we could go somewhere more private if you want."
(y/n) went to suggest the bathroom, but then observed their surroundings. No one in sight. And the thought of doing such things in such a place gave them a thrill, "Um, no. Here's good.." They murmured, peeking down at him.
"You're totally digging this, aren't you-?" Viktor let out a soft laugh, gently gripping their thighs.
"Well-" They went to speak but were quick to cut themself off, a soft mewl escaping their lips as Viktor brushed a thumb over their throbbing heat, pushing their academy skirt up with the other hand, "I.. I read many different books with many different scenarios and I've always-" They paused, pressing their lips tightly together as Viktor pulled their underwear down, letting it fall to their ankles.
"Keep talking." He said, face inching toward their sex, hot breath already stimulating them.
"I, um, always particularly enjoyed-" Another pause as his lips made contact with their lips, tongue sliding seamlessly between them, "Y..you're awfully skillful with y- Hah~"
"Keep telling me about those books.." He mumbled against them, the vibrations sending them about crazy.
"I-ah, I'm trying.." They kept their voice down, not wanting to attract the attention of the librarian, who was a mere 10 steps away, though luckily obscured by the bookshelves by the table they sat at.
(y/n) was in absolute heaven as Viktor's tongue effortlessly slipped and slided about their warmth, biting down on their finger in an effort to keep quiet, small squeaks and mewls managing to find their way out. The lights seemed so dim, and all noise from outside disappeared as they threw their head back in bliss.
While his tongue did the work there, one hand squeezed and grabbed at their left thigh, and the other massaged gentle circles on their right hip, sometimes stopping to dig into their skin ever-so-slightly.
Soon they were reaching their high, almost to be pushed over the edge, when the librarian poked his head around a bookcase, "Hey, just letting you know, I'm closing up in about five minutes, I know it's early, but I've got other business to attend to." He explained.
Thankfully the librarian was at an angle where Viktor was not at all visible, because he kept going, and he was hitting all the right spots, making all the right moves.
(y/n) gritted their teeth, smiling and nodding politely at the clueless man, "Yeah.. I'll put all these away, no problem." They said quietly, managing to hide the shakiness of their voice as they approached their limit.
The librarian gave a simple nod before wandering back off to his desk.
When he was out of sight, (y/n)'s one gripped onto the table, nails digging into the wood, the other tugging at their own hair, "Fuck, don't stop, I'm so close-!" They squealed as quietly as they could, eyes scrunched shut with pleasure.
Viktor had no intention to stop.
He felt them quivering, heard them heavily breathing as they hit their high, and his tongue continued working them through it, before they reached down with a shaky hand, tapping him gently on the head, slouched back in their chair.
He poked his head out from beneath, admiring their disheveled state. A sight to behold. Hair knotted from where they'd been gripping onto it, body trembling, eyes brimmed with tears simply from the sheer pleasure.
"You're the hottest thing I've ever seen, holy shit." He about whispered, wiping his mouth before pulling their underwear up for them, and coming back up.
He crawled out from beneath the table and stood beside them, bent down to meet their level, "That feel good?" He chuckled. He knew it did, he was no fool.
They only nodded, mouth agape, eyes flickering from Viktor's eyes to his lips. They puckered their lips as to ask for a kiss, which was happily given. It wasn't at all heated. It was short, and sweet. Exactly what (y/n) needed after that pleasantly overwhelming experience.
A moment passed before they composed themself, fixing their hair and skirt, "I, erm.. thank you.." They uttered, eyes downcast.
"You're so very welcome." He smiled, cupping their cheek in his hand.
The two agreed never to talk about it to anyone, not for the foreseeable future.
"That was so... Indecent.." (y/n) murmured as they exited the library, hands brushing each other's as they walked side-by-side..
"You don't.. regret it, do you? If you do, I'm-"
"Can we try it some other place next? I'll do it this time if you want. You can give me pointers and tell me what you like. I'll need practice if this is an ongoing thing. And harsh criticism is always welcome. I think I might enjoy being degraded, and also..." They trailed off. A long ramble. The two of them were certainly on the same page.
Breaking rules and being indecent was fun.
~ fin ~
Hello! I was wondering if you could write a Dwayne x GN! Reader?
Basically he comes to their house because they didn’t come to the boardwalk and he just sees them crying in their room. He helps them calm down and cheers them up :).
An: Hello my darling anon! I would just like to apologize for the wait, real life has been rough the past two months, I also may have strayed from the ask a tiny bit so If you wish for me to write something a bit more specific then please do not hesitate to ask!
Nonetheless I do hope you enjoy my Lovelies.
A Touch Of Care
Pairing: Dwayne x Gn!Reader
Warning: swearing, slight angst, unrequited love,comfort, tooth-rotting fluff,Dwayne being the best.
Summary: Dwayne is a bit of a worrywart, but he’ll find soon enough that it’s for a good reason.
He knew he was probably being ridiculously clingy, but could anyone really blame him? It had only been two days since he last saw you and yet worry continued to swirl in his chest, pouring into the pit of his stomach with each passing minute that you weren't by his side.
You were just friends as far as anyone besides him knew, unable to make that leap into confessing how much he wished you were more. His fear of ruining what you had was much stronger, so he never told the guys why his chest felt so heavy whenever you weren’t around. Why his entire being was aching to see those alluring (E/c) orbs of yours that were always so full of life and wonder.
Which is why this was bothering him so much, Everything was fine as far as he knew. The two of you had spent an amazing night together on the boardwalk with Laddie, the little kid had taken to you quicker than any of the vampires expected. But Dwayne couldn't have been happier to see the boy who was practically his son get along with his best friend and crush so well.
The little boy saw you as his (parental preference) already so it was only right that as his ‘father’ you both played the part…right? God he was desperate.
After a long night of rides with bellies filled with cotton candy and icecream it had quickly become time to go back to the cave, the sun just about to rise forcing you to part ways with your nocturnal friends.
Perhaps it had been his biggest mistake allowing you to go home instead of coming back to the cave with him and the others, he should have convinced you to come home with him since it was closer than your house.
That brought another wave of worry, what if something happened to you and he was too far to save you? What if you needed him right now and he was too busy procrastinating and self doubting on the boardwalk?
"I'm sure (Y/n) is fine Dwayne, they're probably just busy." David patted the brooding man's back causing him to stiffen.
The blonde gave him a small reassuring smile, "You know…If it's really bothering you, you could always go and check on them yourself." Dwayne pondered the thought, realizing that David had a point, it was only 10:00 so he had more than enough time to swing by and peek through your window...you know...just to check in.
"Watch Laddie for me." David gave him a look as if the brunette really had to ask before motioning for him to hurry. Hopping onto his bike Dwayne revved it once before ripping off onto the street, ignoring the few humans who yelled as they almost got hit in the process.
David shook his head before turning to the terror twins,”Let’s Hope those two finally just get over their fears and kiss already.”
Paul snickered and elbowed Marko,” oh they’ll be doing a lot more than kissing.” The curly haired cherub rolled his eyes, “Dude they’re like a sibling to me stop being gross!” He hissed before the two began wrestling, David merely sighed and looked away to continue puffing at his cigarette.
Though he truly wished his coven brother luck, he knew Dwayne didn’t need it. Anyone with two working eyes could see you two were truly meant to be.
During the drive through the quite streets he tried to think of what he would say if to you, Different ways he could apologize if he had done something to upset you to the point of avoidance.
Perhaps you found out about his…more than friendly feelings towards you and felt uncomfortable.
Shit…maybe he should have gotten you your favorite sweets or even a book.
His mind was spiraling and before he realized he was sitting in your driveway and staring up at your house.
Taking a calming deep breath, he slipped off his bike and approached the side your bedroom window was on, he had never been more grateful that you didn't have neighbors close by as he floated up and latched onto the sill to sit.
He was relieved to see the curtains were pulled apart slightly, allowing him just enough room to peek through for any signs of your form.
There on your bed was his beloved friend, sat curled up into a ball with a stuffed elephant hugged tightly to your chest, it was worn from constant use and probably still smelled like the cologne he had accidentally spilled on it during one of your sleepovers at the cave.
He had offered to wash it but was pleasantly surprised when you shot him a glare and turned it away from him, talking about how it made you happy that it smelled like him. That way if you ever felt lonely or upset when he wasn’t around you could just hug it close, imagining it was him would bring you comfort.
He swore his heart almost started beating again that day-
So with the way you were hugging it with your face buried in its soft squishy body he could tell something was seriously wrong, hesitantly he tapped on the glass and caught your body flinch in surprise.
He couldn’t see your face clearly seeing as how you refused to pull away from the elephant as you slipped out of bed and slowly shuffled towards the window, a blanket was wrapped around your shoulders but he could still see the smallest bit of the shirt you wore underneath.
Dwayne didn’t wear shirts, very rarely if anything. But when you mentioned how cute it was when couples wore each others clothes in passing one night the other boys couldn’t even try to hide their laughter when the very next hour he was suddenly wearing a black band tee after disappearing for a minute, and he supposed it was okay if you borrowed it for a little while…
Boy oh boy did you test his restraint the first time he caught you wearing that shirt…and only the shirt.
The memory brought a warm smile to his lips that didn’t even last a second before the curtains pulled apart and the plush finally lowered to reveal his beloved with tear-stained cheeks. You stared at him silently before slowly unlatching the window and pulling it up.
"Baby doll, what's wrong?!" His face dropped and he moved to cup your cheeks,his brows furrowed with worry as he used his thumbs to wipe away some of your tears.
“Dwayne..” Was all you could pitifully whimper and that was all he needed to hear before quickly moving inside and collecting your fragile body in a tight hug.
His strong arms lifted you up off the ground before walking over to the bed, sitting on the edge with you balled up on his lap he allowed for you to let out your sadness into his bare chest.
He could care less about the salty wetness on his skin, his first priority was you…always you.
He knew it was best to give you time to collect yourself before speaking, and he had all of the time in the world to wait for you as he rubbed your back and gently rocked you as he kept you close.
“It’s okay love, I’ve got you. Let it out.” Out of all the boys he was the best at comforting others, he was the one with the best shoulder to cry on.
Yes you knew the other boys cared for you, but they all struggled to comfort when another person is upset. Which is why when times like this happened,when all you wanted to do was crumble, Dwayne was right there ready to take all the pain away.
Gaining back the ability to breath normally again was a long effort, but soon enough You were soothed by his gentle hands rubbing calming motions over your back.
“That’s it baby, nice and slow. Take your time.” His voice rumbled through his chest where your ear was pressed against.
“I’m sorry…I didn’t want you to see me like this.” His brows furrowed and he gently pushed you away enough to look at your face, tilting his head to try and catch your eyes which we’re looking anywhere but him.
“Sweetheart, why wouldn’t you want me to see you? We’re friends right? I want to be here for you just as you’re always there for me.” He was confused when he saw the slight wince at the term ‘friends’ before you quickly schooled your expression.
Standing up you turned away and put some distance between yourself and the confused vampire, “That’s just it Dwayne…We’re friends.”
You spoke before whispering,” That’s all you’ll ever see me as…just your human friend.”
Why was there so much emotion and disdain for it? He began to question himself, hadn’t he shown you that you were more than that?
Hasn’t he shown you just how much he cares for you?
Shit, he couldn’t lose you. He loved-…wait.
With racing thoughts came a startling realization.
He loved you, really truly loved you. He didn’t want to just be friends, he wanted to love and cherish you like you deserved.
But in his own selfish needs to keep you by his side in fear you’d leave him if you knew of his love, he had held back…and it seemed like he had for far too long.
“Oh (Y/n)…” shaking your head you hugged yourself tighter, turning back to him with fresh tears falling down your cheeks.
“I’m not asking for you to return my feelings Dwayne, just please forget about it. Nothing has to change between us-“ He stood up and began slowly approaching, causing you to step back with every step forward he made.
“-I won’t bring it up again so please, I-I’ll be back at the boardwalk in no time. I’m sure the boys are w-waiting for you..” Your back hit the wall as he stopped just inches away.
His looming figure blocking out the light from the lamp on the bedside table, casting a shadow over you. Yet even with the darkness hiding his face you could see his glowing yellow eyes filled with emotion, it caused your heart to skip a beat by how intense they were.
“I’m not going to forget the fact that the very person I’ve loved from the moment we met shared my feelings.” His voice was low and soft as one hand came up to the wall beside my head, while the other cupped my cheek. His thumb brushed away the tears as he watched my reaction.
It felt unreal…as if the possibility of him returning my feelings had never even crossed my mind.
This was somehow more impossible than vampires being real…and look where I was now.
It still astonished you that he had stuck around this long, hell even the boys still roped you into shenanigans after all this time.
But now you supposed it all made sense, he liked-no- loved you from the very beginning. It only made sense that he would keep close.
“Come back to me baby, where’d you go?” A hand tilted your chin up to look into those intense yellow eyes,much closer than before. Dwayne’s breath danced across your lips due to the closeness, a shiver rolled down your spine as the temptation to kiss those plump limps filled your mind.
“Sorry..” he chuckled lightly, a fond smile forming as he nudged his nose against yours.
“Don’t be, you’re cute when you space out like that.” Flustered by his words you tried to pull away, forgetting you were against the wall which meant your pitiful attempt was useless.
“So what now…it’s clear that we both have strong feelings for each other.” He hummed and watched your lips move with a distracted gaze.
“Well, now I’m going to ask you out on a date, and if you say yes then we’ll go from there. We don’t have to rush or force anything.” Ever the considerate gentleman, it brought relief and a lifted weight from your body.
“Just one day at a time?” He nodded,”Exactly, so then. (Y/n) (L/n), will you do me the amazing honor of taking you on a date?” He melted at the adorable smile that spread across your face, stars shining in your (e/c) eyes that made him stare at you in awe.
“Why my handsome Dwayne, I would love nothing more.” He grinned and wrapped his arms around your waist,tugging you close and finally pressing your lips together in a long awaited kiss.
All we needed to finally get that final push to happiness was just a touch of care.