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make-me-imagine · 1 year

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My Person

Plot: Thinking you are going to be alone on Valentines day. You receive a surprise visit from your best-friend and secret crush.

Prompts: "I saw this and thought of you." + 'Receiving flowers with secret meanings.' and "What are these for?" "Valentines Day." "Why?" + 'First Confession'

Pairing: Shang-Chi x Gn!Reader

Requested By: @youngcroissantturkeyworribler

Warnings: Kiss at the end.

Words: 1.6k

As you bit into another Valentines chocolate, you sighed, staring out the window. You wanted to go out, but the city was crowded, busy with all the couples wandering around town.

You hated that the idea of walking around alone on Valentines Day made you feel bad, it shouldn't, there as nothing wrong with it, you knew that. But you couldn't seem to leave the house anyways.

It had been years since you last celebrated Valentines Day, and you had to admit, you kind of missed it. You liked that there was a holiday were you could be more romantic than normal, be more cheesy than normal, and it didn't come off as weird.

You didn't mind being single, but there were parts of being in a relationship that you missed. The dates, the inside-jokes, the intimacy.

Without meaning it to, you suddenly thought of Shang-Chi. You wondered what he was doing right now.

Did he have a date? No, he would have told you about that. Wouldn't he?

You felt your chest clench. Even if he did, you wouldn't want to hear about it.

When Valentines Day approached, you couldn't ignore the daydream of him finally asking you out. Confirming if he had feelings for you once and for all. Finally telling you if those times you caught him staring at you, or the jealousy he seemed to show when guys hit on you were all signs he had feelings for you.

But it was now Valentines Day, and he hadn't said a peep. He hadn't even brought it up at all.

Looking over at a set of drawers in your living room, you thought of the gift you bought him that was now shoved away in the drawer. You hoped you would be able to give it to him today, but it didn't seem like it was going to happen. You figured you'd save it, maybe until his birthday.

A few days before when you were with Shang-Chi, you tried to naturally bring up the topic of Valentines Day.

You were passing a flower shop and you pointed out all the flowers. Pointing to a guy buying yellow carnations.

"Yikes." You whispered out.

"What?" Shang-Chi asked.

"Yellow carnations, bad idea."

"Why?"

"They mean rejection and disappointment"

Shang-Chi looked back over at the man and frowned "Let's hope whoever he's buying them for doesn't know that."

You chuckled before pointing at yellow roses "Those are often meant as a symbol of friendship, but often mean infidelity and jealousy, and used to be used as a symbol of betrayal and separation. Wouldn't wanna buy those for your Valentine either."

He chuckled "How do you know all this?"

You shrugged "One of my first jobs in high-school was working part-time in a flower shop. I loved learning about all the secret meanings behind them."

He grinned at you and your heart fluttered. You loved when he looked at you like that.

Walking over to one of the flower-shop workers, you picked a single flower and bought it. Shang-Chi watched you with curiosity.

Walking back over to him, you handed him a sunflower.

He took it gently and met your eyes "What does this mean?"

You smiled "Friendship"

Though sunflowers could be associated with friendship. Their truer meaning was that of loyalty, adoration and pure love, but you didn't feel brave enough to say that.

You were shaken from your thoughts as you heard your doorbell ring. Humming in curiosity at the sudden visitor, you walked to the door and peaked through the peep-hole. Seeing Shang-Chi in the hall, you felt your heart skip a beat.

What was he doin here?

Opening the door, you tried to hide your surprise with a smile "Shang-Chi, hey!" You said cheerfully.

He grinned at you "Hey."

"What's up?"

He shrugged as he lifted up a bag from your favorite food-spot "I thought I might stop by to see if you were hungry."

Your chest was tight as butterflies raged through your stomach. "How do you always know when I'm hungry?" You joked.

He shrugged his head and smiled "Friend intuition."

As you stepped aside, Shang-Chi walked in and made his way to the kitchen. You watched him for a moment as you tried to steady your breath. You wondered if he remembered today was Valentines Day, or if it had slipped his mind entirely.

Taking out the food, you and Shang-Chi fell into a familiar pattern. Sitting across from each other at the kitchen island, dividing the food and talking about your day. But you noticed Shang-Chi had an odd demeanor around him. You watched him closely as he picked at his food.

Looking up he caught you and froze for a second "What?"

You set down your fork and stared at him for a moment "Something's wrong."

He sat up a bit as he looked around at the food "What, did I forget something?"

You shook your head "I mean with you, your all fidgety, like you can't sit still, what's going on?"

Shang-Chi opened his mouth as if to defend himself, but he paused before taking in a deep breath and letting it out. Tapping the kitchen island a few times, you watched as he stood up and made his way towards the door.

"Shang-Chi?" You asked as you stood up. Was he leaving? Did you do something to upset him?

Shang-Chi opened the door and stepped out, but left your door open. You stood still as you watched him round the corner before he appeared again. Your breath caught in your throat as he held a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

He seemed nervous as he closed the door and walked up to you. As he handed you the flowers, you were speechless.

Finally finding your words, you spoke softly, "What are these for?" You knew, but you need to hear it.

"Valentines Day."

You met his eyes, and everything you wanted to ask came out in only one word "Why?"

Slowly, he pointed out each type of flower and spoke softly "Light red carnations for affection, pink peonies for attraction and passion, and primrose...meaning 'I can't live without you', and-" he pointed to a single sunflower in the middle of the bouquet "-adoration and pure-"

"-love." You finished for him as you slowly met his eyes.

He shrugged his head softly as he smiled shyly "After you gave me that sunflower, I looked it up, I knew you had to know all the meanings. And I hoped, that- that it meant you felt the same as me. So, I spent all night researching various flowers and then all morning finding the right bouquet to give you."

You gently ran your fingers over the flowers "The same as you?" You said in a whisper. Did that mean, what you had hoped he felt, was right?

He tilted his head as he looked at you "Do you?" He asked, a subtle hint of fear in his voice.

You nodded your head as smile played at your lips "Yes."

His smile grew into a grin as you saw him relax a bit.

Suddenly remembering the gift you got him, you stood up straighter "Oh!"

Shang-Chi watched as you went over to the drawer and pulled something out. Bringing it over to him, you had suddenly become a bit more shy as you handed it to him.

"I saw this and thought of you."

He took it gently from you as he smiled, surprised that you had anything for him. Opening it, he saw a stone beaded bracelet in various colors.

"It's jade, tigers eye and onyx." You said softly.

He smiled as he lifted it up, feeling the smooth stones in his fingers. He met your eyes again "I love it."

You smiled, warmth crawling over your face.

"When did you get this?" He asked curiously.

You laughed softly "A few days ago. I wanted to give it to you today, but I wasn't sure if...well."

"If I felt the same?" He finished and you chucked.

"Yeah."

Sliding the bracelet onto his wrist, he set the box down before taking the flowers from you. Setting them aside, he turned to look at you again and let out a soft breath as he shook his head.

"I hate that it took me so long to say anything."

You shook your head softly "It wasn't just you, I didn't say anything either."

He took a step closer to you and took your hands in his "Either way, we shouldn't waste anymore time, right?"

You smiled "Right."

"Ever since we became friends, I knew I loved you. You were my person. I just didn't realize how deep it all really was."

"You're my person to Shang-Chi."

Gripping your hand a bit tighter, he slowly pulled you closer to him. Your chests touched as his free hand rested on your waist. Your noses brushed gently as he stared into your eyes.

"I really don't think I can live without you, you know."

You smiled softly, he really did feel everything you did.

"Ditto."

He grinned before he pressed his forehead against your softly. You closed your eyes and took in a breath embracing how close he was. Your heart seemed to stutter in your chest as you felt his lips brush yours. You held your breath and kept your eyes shut as you felt his lips press fully against yours.

Leaning into the kiss, as you felt electricity seem to flow through you, your gripped his jacket with your hand. His hand wrapped around your back as he pulled you closer.

Various emotions and feelings rushed through you, as you held onto each other. And it all felt perfect, it all felt right.

xx End xx

I really hate ending fics, it never feels natural lol. I hoped you enjoyed though~

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zymruk · 4 months

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All the ways we sabotaged it. [Shang-Chi x reader]

Inspired by skinny dipping by Sabrina Carpenter. Ever since I've heard the song, I couldn't get this fic out of my mind. So why not write it?

Warning: Angst, angst, so much of it. Shang-Chi hiding things. Lots of misunderstandings, break-up. Happens six months after the events of Shang-Chi.

Summary: Six months after the break-up, you and Shang-Chi cross paths in a café downtown.

It had been six months. Six long, hard, agonizing months since you and your ex, Shaun, broke up. It has been a long process but with the help of your family and friends, it seems less hard than if you had to do all of it alone. You just started to move on. Yes you still loved him; but in retrospect, you and him wouldn't have lasted. There were too many things happening at the time and honestly, neither of you were mature enough for a relationship.

It had been a Wednesday when you had decided to go out. Just spend your day with your own company. It had been a while since you'd been to this café specifically because of some guy. You really missed their lattes. Once you placed your order, you had searched for a seat and then sat down. Appreciating the calmness of the place. You would start writing on your computer, letting your fingers dance on the keyboard. The place has given you writing ideas that you were more than excited to write about.

Everything was going perfectly until a familiar voice had stopped you in your frenzy. A voice you hadn't heard for so long. At first you thought you had misheard. Maybe it was someone that sounded like him. It couldn't be him right?

So the logical thing to do was to go back to what you were doing in the first place. It was just your imagination playing tricks on you. He couldn't be here. You'd heard from a mutual close friend that he had to fly back home. Where was "home"? You hadn't known, he'd never told you about his home country. "Family business. I swear!" She had told you.

However, when you looked up, you're surprised to see the same face attached to that voice. The same smile, and the same hair. All in all, the guy that had taken your heart six months ago. He was there right in front of you. And it seemed like he wanted to talk to you.

"Hi." He almost whispered when he had arrived in front of your table. In an instant you couldn't think of a proper salutation, so you opted for a simple "Hi. How are you?" And soon, a conversation bloomed. You two would catch up to whatever had happened since the separation. It was nice, talking like no time had passed; no separation happened. To be honest, you kinda missed those sort of days. When words would just fill out of your mouth, and you being unable to stop them.

And very soon, minutes would change into hours. Niether of you would notice. In those hours, Shaun had told you that he was actually grateful you had broken up with him. At first it stung a little; but then he told you the reason why. It had opened his eyes; he was reckless, had lied to you so many times, and hid so many things. His words. In retrospect he couldn't understand how you had put up with it. The gall of the man. He even had lied to you about his name!

Your response to it should've been to be angry with him. To yell at him about lying about his name. Understandably you were upset, you two shared a life together, though short lived, you felt he should have felt safe enough to tell you about it. After everything that had gone down after your departure, was explained to you, you understood. You would've probably done the same in his shoes. I mean, did it sound crazy? Yes. Did you wonder how that concerned you in any way? Heck yes. Were you still worried about the guy? Yes.

So in the end, you still listened to his crazy-not-so-crazy story. In the end, you still had a little bit of concern and empathy for this guy.

You decided to go home when the sky changed hues. You had spent a good day in his company in this café. But now it was time to go home. As soon as you two parted ways, you questioned yourself on why you two didn't work.

Yes, he had lied and hid things. But at the end of the day, your delusional mind thought that it could've been salvaged somehow. It rattled on past opportunities of reconciliation and the multiple ways you would have been more than happy to be supportive of him and journey. However, you ultimately came to the conclusion that if it hadn't worked, it probably wasn't meant to be.

Really, that day had just been a reafirmation that you two had had a good run, but like all good things it was time to let go and move on. you were more than ready.

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