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Midnight Snacks
Vidyut x Reader
Summary- After a rigorous training session, Vidyut finally tucks in. However, his peaceful sleep is interrupted by the incessant beeping of something. She knew she should’ve been more careful with the microwave, but now she could kiss that snack goodbye. Or does she really?
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The moon cast a soft glow through the curtains of Vidyut's luxurious apartment, illuminating the spacious living room. Vidyut lay peacefully asleep on their bed, due to the rigorous training he put his body through that evening. However, his restful slumber was abruptly interrupted by the incessant beeping of the microwave.
‘Stupid microwave! I swear to god I-’ She thought as the microwave beeped loudly, she had hoped to whip up a quick bite without disturbing her very tired and health freak boyfriend. Unfortunately, she underestimated the microwave's obnoxious beeping.  The microwave had to ruin it, all that tiptoeing around the kitchen for nothing.  The noise pierced the stillness of the night, and she could hear Vidyut’s footsteps closing in.
Grumbling, he sat up and rubbed his eyes, wondering what could disturb his precious sleep. As he followed the source of the disturbance, he found her, desperately trying to shut off the relentless beeping of the microwave.
"Divine! What on earth are you doing at this hour?" Vidyut asked, his voice a low growl.
She winced, realizing her midnight snack mission had failed miserably. "Just trying to figure out how to shut this thing off, nothing for you to worry about, handsome."
Vidyut crossed his arms, clearly unimpressed. "Midnight snack? Really? Do you know how unhealthy that is? You should be taking care of your body, not filling it with junk at odd hours."
She pouted, giving him the most convincing puppy eyes she could muster. "But I was craving something tasty, and I couldn't resist. Please, Vidyut, just this once?"
He raised an eyebrow, unyielding. "Absolutely not. I won't compromise your health for a momentary craving."
With a sigh, Divine accepted her defeat. The annoying beeping of the microwave had stopped, and the kitchen returned to a quiet state. She turned off the microwave and started putting away the ingredients with graceful ease, the soft moonlight adding a touch of magic to the scene.
In the quiet moment, Divine couldn't resist glancing at Vidyut with her pleading puppy eyes. Her gaze gravitated towards him, her eyes an arsenal of innocence framed by long lashes. The moonlight highlighted the innocence in her gaze, creating a subtle play of shadows on her face. Those irresistible puppy eyes sought his, silently imploring a reconsideration.
Even though Vidyut tried to look serious, her puppy eyes were too charming to ignore. Her innocent gaze, lit by the moonlight, seemed to soften the whole room. Despite his attempt to stay firm, those pleading eyes worked like a gentle spell on Vidyut, coaxing a smile from him and breaking the seriousness he was trying to show.
Reluctantly, he gave in, shaking his head in a pretend exasperation. "Okay, just this once," he conceded. "But remember, moderation is key."
She grinned triumphantly, holding the snack like it was the victory trophy. "Thank you, Vidyut. You're like my midnight snack hero!"
Vidyut couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm. "Let's not get carried away. Just enjoy your snack before I change my mind."
As they settled on the couch, munching on the forbidden delicacy, she couldn't resist teasing Vidyut. "You know, you're not so different from a midnight snack yourself – irresistibly tempting and hard to resist."
Vidyut arched an eyebrow, smirking. "Flattery won't save you from the lecture on healthy eating, Divine."
She nudged him playfully. "Come on, Vidyut, live a little! Even action heroes need a guilty pleasure once in a while."
He shook his head, amused by her persistence. "I am an action hero, not a midnight snack connoisseur." But as she continued to enjoy her snack with undeniable delight, she slyly extended the offer. "You sure you don't want a bite? It's not as unhealthy as you think, and it's so good."
Vidyut hesitated, the aroma of the snack tempting his senses. He shot her a pointed look. "This doesn't mean I'm endorsing your midnight snacking habits." She shrugged innocently. "Of course not. Just sharing the joy of a guilty pleasure with my favourite action hero."
Before he could respond, she held out a piece of the snack in front of him. "Come on, Vidyut, just one bite. You won't regret it."
He sighed, giving in to the irresistible combination of puppy eyes and tasty aroma. "Just one bite, and that's it."
As he took a bite, she couldn't help but smirk. "See, not so bad, right? Maybe you have a hidden talent for midnight snacking."
Vidyut rolled his eyes, but a smile played on his lips. "Let's not push it. I'm still against this, you are not making me a midnight-snacking convert."
They continued to share the snack, laughter filling the room. At that moment, Vidyut couldn't help but smile at his girlfriend's infectious joy. He might have scolded her for her unhealthy habits, but the warmth of the moment and the pleasure of her company made him realize that sometimes, it's okay to indulge a little, especially when puppy eyes are involved.
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gothicrocks · 6 months
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I crave a friend group like the marauders. Like the dead poets society. To stargaze with friends. To run across fields on sunny days, to talk all night, to discuss poetry or the next person to prank. To have group meetings. To feel like a member. Like you belong. Like you have a role, to have your identity truly accepted, acknowledged, validated. To be artistic and poetic and not judged. To feel comfortable with platonic intimacy and huddle around a fire, cuddling on a couch. To drink hot chocolate and stay over at eachothers houses and bake together, study together. To be family. To love eachother platonically. This. This is what I crave and i have only found this comfort in the marauders and dps.
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staycarbohydrated · 7 months
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Fat gf. Cook bf.
That is all.
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lesbianboricua · 9 months
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Man, I dream of painting and renovating a home with the love of my life.
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greatwolfcloud · 1 year
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If i could i would have this tattooed on me in invisible ink so it would light up in black light
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stranded-labyrinth · 1 year
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Hannibal should have gotten to do his Miriam Lass hold and nuzzle on Will at least once and God himself could not deny me this opinion
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happysongturtle · 1 year
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Every. Single. Day.
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i need someone to lay on top of me and let me sob until i fall asleep
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dxmerons · 1 year
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top gun summer and TSITP summer was great and so is gilmore girls and knives out fall as well as little women spring but i need to go back to spiderman no way home winter right this second.
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boycigs · 2 years
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cartoon binge date :( feelin giddy n laughing at the funny parts and wiping tears when things get emotional
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forest-illusions · 2 years
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I just want to run away to the hills and hide in the forest away from my problems.
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greatwolfcloud · 1 year
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