- so I decided to stop writing for some time and relax. no, i’m not leaving tumblr or anything like that, i’m just trying to heal and take care of myself.
- i have so many ideas to write about our favourite characters and i hope that i can make an even better comeback, because i’m not really satisfied with the work I’ve done until now (in my opinion)!
- thank you all so much for showing me all of this support those past few months. i promise that i’ll come back again with even better ideas and thoughts.
- i’m still open for asks or any thoughts you wanna share with me but i may answer them a bit late. my life’s really gonna get busy.
- thank you for understanding <3!
hi idk if im requesting right but could i request #22 prompt with loid forget for ur 300 followers event!
DESIRE || LOID FORGER
• — pairing ⋮ loid forger x fem!reader
• — prompt #22 ⋮ “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
• — content + warnings ⋮ fluff + sfw, childhood!friends to lovers, slight angst, fake dating
Your eyes lit up at the sound of your phone buzzing against the table beside the couch. Hours have passed as you waited for him to text or even phone you merely to check on you, or at the very least act worried.
Loid and you weren't really dating, though. You were only filling the role of his fake girlfriend. He was the one who came up with this idea, but you were against it from the start. You are well aware of the fact that Loid is so seductively handsome that any lady would be compelled to fall madly in love with him. The same goes for you. You were in love with him—your childhood friend.
Since middle school, you two have been close friends and have never parted from each other. For a mission that might take a little longer than his previous ones, Loid has just requested this favor.
Signing, you reach out to grab your phone from the table, hoping it's him this time. Until you reached the new message you had just gotten, you browsed through all the other notifications you had from apps you didn't use.
Your hands are sweaty and you feel as though your heart will burst inside of your chest. He just texted you to say he'd come over to talk to you and discuss certain things in person.
Pathetic is one word that you would use to describe yourself. Loid would probably never acknowledge your feelings, but here you are just throwing yourself at him and he is not even trying to reach out to you.
You’ve been so distant lately, but he also doesn’t make an effort to talk to you or just spend some time with you. All he ever talks about is his mission. You know that he is a busy man, but you need some of his attention too, even just for being his fake girlfriend.
As the sun began to rise and you could already see the glowing moon slowly appearing against the window, you got up off the couch and made the decision to put on something warm and comfortable.
30 minutes passed until he arrived at your apartment. As soon as he knocked on your door, in an instant, you felt the butterflies in your stomach already starting to grow with each step closer to the door.
“Hey. I hope you’re doing well.” Loid greeted you—his gaze fixed on you as you stared at him surprised. “Ah, those are for you.” As he offers you a bunch of flowers, you begin to question why he went to such lengths for you alone.
“Loid, what's all this about?” You ask, but it's clear from your face and voice that you're excited as you notice a bottle of wine in his arms.
Loid just seemed like himself after you closed the door and gave you two some privacy. His facial expression changed to one of seriousness, indicating that he had only been acting up until that point.
“I just happened to hear your neighbors saying that we didn’t look like a loving couple when I arrived, so I figured what I bought later wouldn't raise any suspicions. In order to complete my miss—”
“It’s always about your mission.” You cut him off. “I wonder if you still care about me—our friendship at least.” You admitted—eyes clearly hurt while you were trying to put the bouquet of flowers he gave you in a thrown vase you never used.
Loid just sat on the couch with his legs crossed as his face dropped to the sound of the frustration in your voice and eyes full of sadness. “Listen, I never wanted my working career to interfere in our friendship, but this mission is very serious, so please bare with me for the time being, okay?” Your cheeks heat up at the sweet grin he gives.
He has a unique aura and can provide you with comfort in any situation. Your blush caught his attention, and his heartbeat began to pound rapidly against his chest. With each step you took, you moved closer to where he was sitting on the couch and towards him.
“Fine. On that issue, you convinced me, but you still haven't convinced me that we're a ‘genuine couple’. You chuckle. “What I mean is that you need to prove to me that we’re together." We shouldn’t do it only for others' eyes. Let’s just practice it for us too.”
Your eyes are locked and you are only an inch away from him. You can both feel and see that there is a very pleasant tension in the room. “What’s on your mind (y/n)?”
You don’t answer to him but prefer to show him instead. He extends his legs, so you may straddle his lap with both of your legs on either side as you slowly push him till his back touches the plush couch fabric. He’s been waiting for this moment since forever, but he just couldn’t accept himself falling for you.
You begin by giving him open-mouthed kisses on the neck before biting into and sucking his soft flesh. “What are you doing to me?” He hisses at the new feeling, which causes him goosebumps. Loid groans as you pull out, and a red mark can be spotted on his neck.
You placed your finger in his lips to soothe him as you pressed your forehead against his. “I’m fulfilling my duties as your girlfriend.”
You went in for a kiss, but Loid’s words stopped your next moves. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” He breathes into your ear as you stare into his ocean blue eyes, disappointed. “But I don’t want it to stop.” He continues as he grabs your chin, roughly kissing you firmly on the lips, and you know that this night is going to be a long one.
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