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wasabidottie · 6 months

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SO. Schlatt x really girly and doll like fem reader . She only wears any shades of pink and white ! With bows and cute skirts, schlatt calls her little lamb, really like mushy romantic stuff! (Nsfw is okay if yiu do that :3!)

a touch of pink (Jschlatt)

a/n: ahh thank you sm for the request, i hope i did it justice :)

Schlatt had never been one for frilly, pink, or cute things. His life had been dominated by bold statements, brashness, and the relentless pursuit of his goals. But then, you had entered his life, a whirlwind of all things soft, delicate, and feminine.

You were a vision in pink and white, your wardrobe filled with an array of pastel shades, cute bows, and twirly skirts. Schlatt had affectionately dubbed you his "little lamb," a nickname that had stuck and was used far more often than your real name.

After you and Schlatt had decided to move in together, it became apparent that the two of you were polar opposites when it came to interior design. His home was plain and functional, a stark contrast to your love for all things cute and colorful. But you had a way of bringing your unique style into his life without overwhelming it.

Hints of your personal style started to appear throughout his house. A light pink throw blanket draped over the back of the couch, fluffy white pillows with cute designs found their way onto the living room chairs, and a dainty vase of fresh flowers adorned the dining table. You'd even convinced Schlatt to paint a wall in the bedroom a soft, rosy shade of pink.

Schlatt's fans couldn't help but notice the changes in his home. They often poked fun at the addition of pink, the plush cushions, and the occasional delicate trinket. But Schlatt didn't give a damn about their opinions. To him, the hints of your style were a reflection of your presence in his life, and he cherished every one of them.

He loved the feeling of coming home to a space that you had both created. Your personal touches transformed the stark environment into a cozy, inviting haven. And despite his tough, no-nonsense persona, Schlatt couldn't help but be smitten by the way your style had woven itself into his life.

Schlatt sat on the couch, engaged in a casual conversation with his friend over the phone. The topic veered towards the changes in his home, and his friend asked with a chuckle, "Does all that pink stuff ever annoy you?"

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, you had been arranging some of your knickknacks, contemplating whether to rearrange them for the umpteenth time. Your ears caught Schlatt's conversation from the other room, but only snippets. The words "pink stuff" and "annoy you" struck a chord, causing your heart to race.

Your mind leaped to conclusions, misunderstanding the context entirely. You thought Schlatt was talking about your girly decor and how it might annoy him. The thought of imposing your personal style on him and potentially irritating him flooded your mind.

With tears brimming in your eyes, you hastily started removing the cutesy decorations, your heart heavy with self-blame and guilt for what you perceived as forcing your taste on Schlatt. The rosy wall, which had been a testament to your shared compromise, became a target for repainting in your mind.

As you rearranged the room, placing the decorations in a pile, your tears fell freely. You felt selfish for wanting to express your personality in the space you shared with Schlatt, believing you had overstepped, misunderstanding his feelings towards the decor.

Unbeknownst to you, Schlatt had finished his call and was now looking for you. He followed the trail of removed decor items, leading him to the bedroom, where he found you on the floor, surrounded by your treasured knickknacks, your cheeks stained with tears.

"Hey, what's going on, little lamb?" Schlatt's voice was soft and filled with concern as he crouched down beside you, his arms instinctively reaching out to comfort you.

You looked up, eyes red and puffy, and tried to explain through your sobs. "I-I'm sorry, Schlatt. I heard you talk...I thought you didn't like the decorations, so I was removing them. I'll repaint the wall, I didn't mean to impose this girly stuff on you."

Schlatt's heart sank as he realized the misunderstanding. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as you cried. "Hey, hey, no, no, it's not what you think. I love the way you've made this place feel like home. It's you, it's us. I'm sorry, I should've been clearer. I love what you've done with the place, it's perfect because it's yours."

He gently wiped away your tears, looking into your eyes with sincerity. "I love your style, I love you. You're not forcing anything on me, you're making this house feel like our home, together."

He held you until your tears subsided, reassuring you with words of affection and promises that your personal touch was more than welcome. In the end, the misunderstanding only strengthened the bond between you and Schlatt, reinforcing the understanding and love you shared. He led you to the living room, guiding you to the comfortable couch, ensuring you were seated before settling in beside you. The soft light from the evening sky peeked through the window, casting a gentle glow into the room as the rain outside continued to pitter-patter against the glass.

"Hey," he murmured, his voice a soothing melody, "come here." He tucked you against his chest, your head resting just beneath his chin, feeling the rise and fall of his breath in a comforting rhythm. He wrapped his arms securely around you, offering solace and warmth, his fingers tracing calming circles on your back.

You snuggled into the safety of his embrace, feeling his heartbeat against your cheek, the familiar sound reassuring and comforting. The lingering warmth of his arms around you was like a protective shield, a cocoon of affection that encased you both.

Schlatt buried his face in the crook of your neck, planting gentle kisses on your skin. "I love you, little lamb," he whispered, the endearment rolling off his tongue in a tender caress. "I'm sorry if I made you upset. I'm not great at expressing myself sometimes, but I adore everything you bring into our home."

You lifted your head, meeting his gaze. His eyes were soft, filled with a sincerity that made your heart flutter. "I love you too, Schlatt. I'm sorry."

"Hey, it's alright. I'm the lucky one here," he replied, his thumb tracing gentle patterns on the back of your hand. "You make everything better. You make me better."

The two of you sat together, wrapped in each other's embrace, the rain adding its soothing background music. Schlatt's arms around you were a sanctuary, a safe place that felt like home. You could feel the love he held for you in the way he held you close, in the tender way he kissed your forehead.

"I don't usually show this side of me to anyone, you know," Schlatt remarked, his voice laced with a hint of vulnerability. "But you... you're different. You bring out this side of me."

A feeling of contentment washed over you. You nestled into his chest, feeling the warmth of his love enveloping you, as the world outside faded away. In that moment, you knew that you were both each other's safe harbor, a haven of love and understanding. The misunderstandings had only strengthened your bond, reinforcing the affection and commitment you held for each other.

As you basked in the comfort of each other's arms, you felt a sense of tranquility and belonging. This was your love, your life, and it was just as beautiful as the pastel hues you adored. In this shared embrace, with the rain pouring outside, you knew that there was nowhere else you'd rather be.

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