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Every Fuze main at least once
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The idea of Glaz being a rat by @agasmask
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melodygatesauthor · 1 year
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The Spetsnaz with a Breeding Kink
Spetz Boys X f!Reader
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I just couldn't help myself with this one y'all. I had to do it.
Summary: Headcanons for the Spetz boys and they want to put a baby in you...BAD.
Tags/Warnings: NSFW, breeding kink, reader is not on birth control, Spetz boys do not care and will not be using condoms, p in v creampie, rough sex, cum as lube, pregnancy, reader is smol, lactation kink (minor mention)
Word Count: 1.1k
Russian Terms Used:
Printsessa = Princess
Krasivaya = Beautiful
Shuhrat "Fuze" Kessikbayev
Shuhrat is on the quieter side, so the way he enjoys this kink is a bit more subtle than others.
At first he just likes to think about what it would be like to have you carrying his baby, but he won't talk about it yet, he doesn't want to scare you away
When you start having sex, he isn't pushy, but he won't hesitate to fuck you when you even so much as mention it.
He loves to be able to see your face while he does it. He wants to see your eyes roll back and your lips parted in breathy moans while your cunt gushes over his cock.
Even more, he wants to look at you while he comes.
He's frozen when his cock is buried completely to the hilt, shooting hot ropes into you, pumping you full with every drop until he's completely drained.
He wants to make sure his dick is in as far as it can go so you don't lose a single drop.
"Look at how well you take me," he says while he thrusts up into you some more, pushing his seed further inside.
He won't pull out of you until he's fully soft and has no choice. He revels in the way you look on your back with cum dripping out of your pussy.
"I can't wait to see what you look like with a big pregnant belly." He'd say in a low tone, touching your abdomen with a large hand.
He's not done either, he's going to fuck you every night for several nights until you get a positive test, and then he isn't going to stop telling you how happy he is to know you're carrying his child.
Alexsandr "Tachanka" Senaviev
Alexsandr is a big man, and he's always loved the idea of fucking into your small frame and breeding you with his babies. When the time finally came, he was not shy about it.
His favorite way to take you is bent over, face in the mattress, with his cock buried deep inside your soaked cunt. You cried the first time, but told him to keep going anyway. Secretly he was glad you cried...he kinda liked the way it sounded.
He enjoys looking down and seeing your pussy split over his dick while he pushes in deeper and harder.
When he comes, filling you to the brim with his white heat, he loves the wet sound it makes when he fucks it into you the second he gets hard again, using it instead of lube.
It takes several hours of breeding you until he's satisfied, and you're nearly passed out from exhaustion and overstimulation.
He knows it's not likely to happen, but he's secretly hoping you'll be pregnant with quadruplets. He wants you to be as big and round as possible.
He also cannot wait for you to start lactating. The idea of replacing the crap at the store with your breast milk is what gives Alexsandr life these days.
When you do get pregnant, he's on his knees worshipping the ground you walk on, and he tells you constantly how beautiful you look all big and round with his baby in you.
Timur "Glaz" Glazkov
Timur is anything but a selfish lover, but when the thought of you carrying his child enters his mind, he can't stop thinking about it, and all the things he wants to do to you to make it happen.
It becomes almost an obsession for him, he's painting it, drawing it, it's always running through his thoughts. So when he finally gets to fuck you, you can imagine it's messy.
His mouth is all over you while he stuffs you with his cock. He's kissing you, sucking on your neck, and nipping at each breast until you're whining through each orgasm.
"I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk, printsessa." He would say with his face buried in your neck.
He meant what he said, and he would fuck you relentlessly, taking his usually selfless nature out of the equation. He wants you good and used up, pussy dripping with excess cum.
When he's finished inside of you for the third time, and is frustrated, unable to get himself hard again, he demands that you stay on your back while he draws you like that.
"You look so good, do not move." He'll say. "Keep it inside, don't let anymore fall out."
As he draws you, he gets hard again, but won't fuck you until he's done with his work.
Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda
The usual quiet, calm, and collected Maxim goes completely feral at the thought of breeding you. The moment you mention wanting to have a kid, he's already thinking about all the ways he wants to split you open.
He always wanted to be a dad, and thinking about how good you'll look carrying his child...oh he can hardly stand it.
Like an animal in the wild he's mounting you, face down into the bed. He likes the way you sound whimpering underneath him.
When he's done bending you over every surface in your house, he then likes to take his fingers and shove the cum back into you. Any bit that's dribbled down your thighs is getting stuffed back in there.
"You have such a cute little pussy, krasivaya, so good at taking my cum." He'd tell you while pumping his thick digits in and out of you.
He's also going to have you naked as much as possible, so he can take you any time he's good and ready. You spend most of your time at home either filled with Maxim's cock, or filled with his spend.
When you are pregnant, his hands are on you almost at all times. If he can touch you, then he can protect you. He becomes very overprotective, to a point that drives you a little crazy.
He also can't stop fucking you while you're pregnant though. The feeling of sucking on your swollen tits while your cunt crushes his cock in orgasm has no comparison.
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Don't know what came over me with this one. Just had to get it out of my system. Let me know if you want me to do the other groups! I don't mind writing m!Reader if one of the groups has a woman in it (GSG9 for instance)
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itsohh · 1 year
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R6S PASTEL OPERATORS: SPETSNAZ
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vampsquerade · 1 year
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Hi!
A thought has been stuck in my head for some time now. Fuze/Reader: Enemies to Lovers. Anything about love/hate? I'm sorry I can't express it more precisely, it's hard to get it out of my head.
PS. Welcome back! I hope you're doing well. I wish you a great weekend and a good mood! Love you <3
hello anon!! thank you for the lovely welcome back, you’re so kind and i love you too!! i hope you’re doing well yourself my dear :,) i can definitely write this up for you! enemies to lovers is my favorite i love this so much…but also i’m sorry this may not turn out the way you might have liked, it’s been a while
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Fuze x GN!Reader: Breaking Points
Trigger Warnings: angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort, physical altercations (punching, glass breaking over head), emotional distress, heavy drinking, infirmary visits
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For years after joining Rainbow, you would’ve thought you’d figure out why Shuhrat had such an undying hatred for you. You didn’t know if it was from the way you introduced yourself to him, the way you acted, or the way you trained. All you knew was that he absolutely hates your guts. But what hurts most from this is the fact that you’ve found yourself falling in love with him. You tried your absolute hardest to be as nice as possible to him, apologizing promptly if he told you to shut up or just go away. In being pretty close to Aleksandr, the eldest Russian pretty much told you everything about Shuhrat, making it much easier to know about the things he liked. How was it that you managed to fall in love with a man that never even got along with you? It was impossible to even reach an understanding as to why you have such emotions for him.
It was like the day fell in love with the night—except the day was lukewarm and the night was freezing.
“Is everything okay, малыш? You are staring at the drink like you want to cry.” Aleksandr asks softly, putting a hand on your shoulder. Blinking a few times, you just sigh and shake your head, “I’m fine.” you lie, giving him a smile before downing your drink. “If you do not feel comfortable drinking with us because of Shuhrat it’s okay. We will not judge you for it.” Timur chimes in quietly, pouring you another drink once you beckon for him to do so. “I want to hang out with you guys though. You guys are at least fun.” you say. “Do not worry, it is still as much of a mystery to us as it is you.” Aleksandr reassures. You just shrug and down your drink once again, making sure to keep yourself separate from Maxim and Shuhrat, both of which were keeping to themselves. You’d been hanging out with Timur a lot more, happy that you knew at least 2 of the 4 Spetsnaz operators didn’t hate you.
Two hours would then come to pass and you’d be practically drunk enough to start a fight—and that’s exactly what you did. Aleksandr and Timur were off doing who knows what in the other corner of the room, laughing their asses off with a few of the other operators that decided to join in. This meant you were completely alone with Shuhrat, and you gripped your glass tightly. “What did I ever do to you?” you say, voice completely monotonous. “Who do you speak to?” Shuhrat asks, voice normally as cold as possible. “You, idiot. What did I ever do to you?” you repeat, keeping your eyes on your glass. “That is for me to know, not you” Shuhrat says, looking at you. “That’s such…bullshit, Shuhrat.” you spit, venom and malice now lacing your tone. “What?” he says, completely taken aback by the word that just left your mouth. His eyes quickly widened once he saw you had raised the arm you were holding your glass high in the air above his head, “Let me make it simpler for you—bullshit!’” you exclaim.
In an instant, the glass made contact with Shuhrat’s head and shattered. Shards flew everywhere and the commotion caused everyone, no matter how drunk they were, to rush over to try and stop the fight you just started. Shuhrat quickly stood despite the disorientation and blood getting into his eyes, swinging a left hook right against your nose. Becoming disoriented with a heavily bleeding nose, you were about to jump at him but you were swiftly held back by Timur and Aleksandr with the same being done with Shuhrat by Maxim and Elias. “What the hell happened?” Miles asks calmly, looking at you. You just stare at him for a moment, before looking back at Shuhrat and managing to push yourself out of the vice grip Aleksandr and Timur had on you.
Drunk and heavily bleeding, you simply turn and walk yourself away from everyone else. Nobody attempts to make a move to follow or stop you for any reason; it would be hell if they tried it upon seeing you snap for the very first time. At this point you’re convinced that nothing would be resolved, so you might as well just reciprocate the energy to him. “Idiot…who did you think you were fooling..?” you mumble drunkenly. Stumbling all the way to the infirmary, you open the door slowly and are met with Mina. “Hey…care to help me with my ninety-nine percent broken nose please..?” you ask. “Damn…who got you this hard?” Mina asked, helping you sit down on one of the beds there. “Shuhrat gave me a damn good one. I deserved it, though…smashed a glass over his head.” you say. “Two of you seem to be getting along much better.” Mina jokes, making sure you keep your head still so she could safely check if your nose was even broken in the first place. “Consider yourself lucky—you’re the 1% that didn’t get their nose broken.”
Feeling relieved, you continue to keep yourself still as Mina treats the injury you sustained. Eventually the bleeding from your nose stops but just in the case of you potentially breaking it, a splint is placed on it carefully. “Go ahead and lay down for a bit. I’m gonna go get you some water.” Mina says as she disposes of her gloves. You do as you’re told and position yourself to lay down, making sure to lay on the right side to avoid Shuhrat if he was to come in. And you would find it to be a good idea, because Shuhrat walked in and mumbled what he needed to Mina. You could only tell it was him by the way he mumbled, and just hearing him made your heart jump a bit in your chest. “God dammit…”
The amount of liquor you drank was making you extremely tired at this point, so you were starting to doze off. A few minutes pass, and as you’re nearly asleep, you feel a dip in the mattress of your bed. You groan at the person, trying to kick them off, only to have both your legs grabbed. “Let…go…” you say. “No. It is time we talked.” the person said. “Shuhrat..?” you mumble, opening your eyes and attempting to sit up. “Remain laid down. You will get yourself dizzy and throw up.” Shuhrat said. “Shut up…don’t tell me what to do…” you say sleepily, continuing to sit yourself up. He sighs softly at this, letting go of your legs but keeping himself ready in the case you decide you want to kick him. “Why do you suddenly want to talk to me?” you ask coldly.
Shuhrat visibly winces before sighing once again, “Because…I need to tell you about everything. None of it really excuses how I treated you—being rude and telling you I hated you—because in reality I was trying to hide other feelings.” he speaks. Your eyes widen, and you’re almost certain you want to kick the shit out of him. But for whatever reason, you can’t seem to bring yourself to do it. It’s as if you’re just…waiting to hear him out and explain himself before resorting to any further violence. “And what were those other feelings that you couldn’t just express to me?” you spit, crossing your arms. “It’s hard for me to show emotion. I used to have a fiancée but…I broke our wedding off because she wasn’t the one for me in the end. Ever since I lost my brother, I have been shut off from others for so long. And then…” he begins before trailing off.
Your previous face of annoyance became one of somber, as you had remembered Aleksandr mentioning that to you. “‘And then,’ what?” you ask. Shuhrat looked you dead in the eyes, and you could see he was sincere with what he spoke of. “And then you came along. It had been years since I broke off my engagement that I forgot how to express emotion. It is not normal for me to even speak as much as I am now. But you…you did something to me, and I did nothing but bring pain.” he said. “Why did it take me breaking a fucking glass over your head to get you to talk with me like a normal human being?” you ask. “I spoke to Harry earlier today about it. I needed proper advice and he said to look for a window of opportunity. That glass over my head was enough.” You laugh bitterly, “You’ve got a lot of fixing to do if you think I’ll just take you so easily…I was in love with you for so long…”
Shuhrat sighed, “Was? Are you no longer in love with me?” he asks. “I think I still am…but by the time we were separated I was thinking it was foolish to even be in love with you for so long…” you say. “Then…perhaps we can start anew.” Shuhrat said, sticking his hand out to you. “What are you doing..?” you ask. “I am Shuhrat, who are you?” he asked almost playfully. You give him a smile, realizing what he truly meant, “I’m Y/N. Nice to meet the real you, Shuhrat.” you say. Giving him your hand, the both of you shake before Shuhrat gently pulls you towards him into an embrace. A gentle kiss is planted onto the top of your head, making you smile.
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konigsprinzessin · 2 years
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Spetsnaz as dads
okay, i really like this prompt and i've seen it be done before but i wanted to add my own personal touch to it. i hope you enjoy this! these are also written in head cannon style.
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timur glazkov;
he teaches your children about art from a young age, not exactly teaching about colours but rather lighting and shading techniques.
i imagine him to be a helicopter parent (sorry).
i head cannon him having two daughters and maybe one son and they all have his bright blue eyes.
ceo of stranger danger. "don't get in a stranger's car!". goes crazy if his kids' don't answer the phone after one ring.
scolds his children for swearing.
maxim basuda ;
camping trips (he's saving the skinning part until they're a bit older)
your children's first language is russian. english comes second. even if you don't speak russian. he doesn't care.
"your dad's scary. he's a scary man."
such a softie especially when it comes to his daughters but refuses to wear pink and dress up. might play with dolls but if you take a photo of him with the dolls it will be the end of that for a very long, long, long time.
expect moments of children running around with knives. maxim will laugh and then loose his mind when one of them trips (is not harmed)
shuhrat kessikbayev ;
shuhrat is very self conscious of himself as a parent. he worries that he's not raising them right. lot's of self doubt.
your children steal his ushanka especially in the winter.
bedtime stories galore, especially the ones from his childhood.
teaches them that rootbeer is real beer and water is vodka. it's a joke but the school your children attend worry for their safety at home.
"ice is just frozen vodka!" and such.
alexsandr senaviev ;
picks up his kids by the legs and swings them around in a circle or throws them over his shoulder and runs.
in the winter, he'll push them into the snow without winter gear on.
gives the biggest and warmest hugs.
he will spend all evening trying to teach his kids math or science, really anything just to help them better understand the content so they can do well on their exams.
nu pogodi every night before bed and will binge it for hours with your children on the weekend nights.
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rm14hitman · 15 days
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Fuze : *screams*
Tachanka : *screams louder to assert dominance*
Glaz : Should we do something ?
Kapkan : No, I want to see who wins
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jollybone · 1 year
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forgot to post this until now 😅
my contribution to @bl-beater and @r6shippingdelivery 's R6 collab on twitter :)
Thatcher | Fuze
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bury-me-not · 1 year
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I have a lot of regrets in life. Drawing this is not one of them. 💥
Click for better quality as always xoxo
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shuhrat kessikbayev !!!!!!
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rul-am-i · 2 years
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Chibi Fuze is enjoying Uzbekistan-style chickpea soup
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l3r40l · 1 year
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melodygatesauthor · 1 year
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A collection of my favorite fics that I've written. A good place for those who don't know where to start on my masterlist!
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Reader is f! unless otherwise indicated
LEGEND:
Fluff = ❤️ Angst = ❤️‍🩹 Smut = ❤️‍🔥 Non/Dub-con = 😈
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Favorite Jake Headcanon - gn reader - ❤️‍🔥
Moon Boys + Haunted House w/ a Scared SO - gn reader -❤️
Moon Boys w/ a Jealous SO - ❤️‍🔥
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Moon Knight
Steven -📘 Marc -📗 Jake -📕
A Big Mistake - ❤️‍🔥📘
Feeling Flustered - ❤️‍🔥📗
More Beautiful than Hathor - ❤️📕
Messy Little Thing - ❤️‍🔥📗
Messy Boy - ❤️‍🔥📘
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Triple Frontier
Santiago - 😎 Benny - 💵🔥
Yes Daddy - ❤️‍🔥😎
Belonging - ❤️‍🔥😎
No Contest - ❤️‍🔥😎💵🔥
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Star Wars
Kylo Ren - 🖤 Poe Dameron - 🧡
Inappropriate Use of the Force - ❤️‍🔥🖤
Last Chance - 😈🧡
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Moon Knight
Steven -📘 Marc -📗 Jake -📕
Prized Possession - ❤️‍🔥📗📘
Cherry Pie - ❤️‍🔥📘 - Co-written by @whatthefishh
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Triple Frontier
Santiago - 😎 Benny - 💵🔥
Family Vacation - ❤️‍🔥😎
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Blue Jones
A Long Night - 😈
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Rainbow Six Siege
Radiant Heat - ❤️‍🔥(Kapkan)
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Star Wars
Kylo Ren - 🖤 Poe Dameron - 🧡
Not This Time - ❤️‍🔥🖤
Break Your Fall - 😈🧡
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Rainbow Six Siege
Let Them Come - 😈(Kapkan) (AO3 Only)
Always a Pleasure - 😈(Doc) (AO3 Only)
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Moon Knight
Steven -📘 Marc -📗 Jake -📕 All -📚
Forever Bittersweet - ❤️❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥📗
Save Us - ❤️❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥📚
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Moon Knight
Steven -📘 Marc -📗 Jake -📕 All -📚
The Best Kept Secrets - ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹📚✅
Not a Doctor - ❤️‍🔥📚✏️
The Men in the Mirror - ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹❤️📚✏️
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Triple Frontier
Santiago - 😎 Benny - 💵🔥
Worth the Risk - ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹😎✏️
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Work In Progress -✏️ Complete - ✅
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Moon Knight
A Bit Dodgy - ❤️❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥😈📚✏️
The Fractured Moon - ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥😈📚✏️
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Always Yours, Never Mine - ❤️❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥😈✏️
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Star Wars
Kylo Ren - 🖤 Poe Dameron - 🧡
Yes, Master - ❤️❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥🖤✅ (AO3 Only)
Just You - ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥😈🖤✅ (AO3 Only)
One Hell of a Pilot - ❤️❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥🧡✅ (AO3 Only)
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Rainbow Six Siege
The Recruit and the Hunter - ❤️❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥✅(Kapkan) (AO3 Only)
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itsohh · 1 year
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[April Fools Joke]
The Aphrodisiac
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A/N: Female reader, I mean there's consent but because this is technically drugs I'm labelling is as non con just to be safe.
Summary: After a training missing goes horribly wrong, you find yourself with your friends and team mates (the spetsnaz), under the influence of a rather strong gas that brings out the strongest of desires.
Word count: 10764
Warning: sex pollin, non con, smut
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Now now, this isn't the time for that yucky stuff! The plastic pal's are after Mr Bear and we have to show them that our Mr Bear is the true Mr bear!
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vampsquerade · 1 year
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Could i request some fuze x reader fluff??
hi anon, of course you can! thank you so much for your request, i hope you like this cause i had fun writing this at work today heehee
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Fuze x GN!Reader: Want To Be Close
Trigger Warnings: mostly fluff, but he does have a bit of an attitude and is really shy
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Such a splendid day it was as the sun was high in the sky, making the world a vibrant place. You had decided to take yourself on a stroll through a protected forest trail, eventually stopping every so often just to appreciate the things you’d see and hear. Birds chirped from the bright green trees above and you could see rabbits occasionally wandering past. You thought you had been alone on the trail, so it felt safe to attempt to get close to the rabbits and feed them foods you had done research on to determine if it was safe for them to eat. You felt at peace doing this, smiling softly each time you were successful.
“Do you think you should really be feeding these rabbits?” an accented voice behind you asked. You gasped loudly, scaring off a rabbit you had just fed as you whipped around to look at who it was. A man with black hair, hazel eyes, and a scar on his upper lip standing at what seemed to be 5’11 was standing right behind you, arms crossed. “U-Um…probably not, but I like helping them get their food for the day! I did a lot of research to see what’s safe for them and sometimes when the weather’s good, I come and feed them.” you say, desperately trying to excuse yourself. “I see. I hope you are not touching them, you never know what they could have.” the man says.
You shake your head, feeling embarrassed for being caught, “I don’t pet them, no matter how much I want to.” you say. “Good. Take care of yourself, I haven’t seen many people off the trail the way you are.” the man says. “I will. Um, thank you for looking out for me I guess.” you say sheepishly. The man nods before turning around and walking back onto the trail. You just stand there and watch as he walks away before turning your attention back to the rabbits. And once the sun has begun to set, you follow the trail back up and head home. The entire way back, you’re stuck thinking about the mysterious man that had come and approached you, the image of his stoic face and crossed arms was firmly ingrained to your memory.
“Who is that man?”
Days would come to pass where you waited for the weather to be perfect again and this time found yourself having a personal picnic in a safe spot you discovered near the hiking trail. The sun peeked perfectly through the leaves of the trees and shone nicely on you as the soft breeze passed by to keep you cool. You had just finished setting up when you heard footsteps coming from behind. Turning around to see who was there, it was the man you had interacted with before. “Going off the trails now too?” he asks. “Are you gonna tell a park ranger I’m here or something?” you ask back, staring at him. “No. Just want you to be careful.” the man says. “Doesn’t feel like I’ll be safe and careful with you following me around the trails like this.” you say.
The man just shrugs, keeping his distance from you to make you feel safer. Surprisingly enough, there isn’t even a single thing about the man that should be making you anxious with him, flustering slightly for even saying that to him. You both just stare at each other in silence before deciding to speak up, “Do you…maybe want to join me?” you ask. The man shrugs again, walking towards you and sitting next to you on the blanket you had set down on the floor. “I can split the sandwich I made in half so we could share if you want.” you suggest. “I am okay with that. Thank you.” the man says. Nodding, you take a sandwich you had in your basket out along with a knife to be able to cut it in half. You then hand one half to him, shyly eating the other one.
The atmosphere does start to feel a bit tense but not in a menacing way, more so in a timid way. “Shuhrat.” the man says bluntly. “Huh?” you question, turning to look at the man. “My name. Call me Shuhrat.” the man says once more. “Oh…my name’s Y/N, since we seem to be getting on a first name basis.” you say. “Y/N…I like it, rolls off the tongue nicely.” Shuhrat says. You fluster again, nodding. “Your name is pretty nice too, I like the harsh H in the middle.” you say. Shuhrat just nods at this, and if it wasn’t obvious before but this man was just a solid stone. “What do you do for work?” you ask. “Not allowed to talk about it, sorry.” Shuhrat says. “I see…well that’s fine, don’t worry.” you reassure, giving him a smile. He nods, continuing to eat his half of the sandwich.
You do the same, enjoying the ambiance around you now to try and ease the mood. “Do you like to spend your time in the sun like this?” Shuhrat asks to break the silence. “Sometimes. I only like it when it’s a good day.” you say. Shuhrat grunts softly in understanding, dusting his hands off when he finishes his sandwich. You finish yours and dig back into the basket, pulling out a little container filled with fruit you liked alongside a bottle of water. Shuhrat seems to hesitate when he takes the bottle, thanking you softly. He opens it and a little bit before putting the cap back on, with you watching him drink from it. “What made you want to talk to me?” you ask suddenly. Shuhrat whips his head to look at you, eyes looking dead as you ask this.
He stared at you for a moment, unsure of how to answer that in the least creepy way possible. “My comrades wanted me to. We had walked past you and saw you feeding the rabbits. Couldn’t look away so they told me to just talk to you.” You simply nod, opening the container of fruits before setting it down on the blanket. Feeling uneasy, Shuhrat now looks away from you and stares out at the forest from the hill you were both seated on. “Kinda cute, I won’t lie.” you say before popping a strawberry into your mouth. “Cute?” Shuhrat asks in disbelief. “Yeah. What, too shy to approach me on your own that you need your buddies to get you to?” you tease, smiling at him. Shuhrat flusters a bit, bringing his knees up to his chest and glaring in front of him when he turns away. “No.”
Your smile simply widens, gently nudging him. “It’s okay to admit it. I don’t judge.” you tease more. “Not like that. At all.” Shuhrat says coldly. “Fine, fine, I’ll take your word for it.” you say, popping another strawberry into your mouth and eating it. Shuhrat goes quiet, eating a strawberry himself now to avoid your questions. Once you finish the fruits, Shuhrat then stands up and dusts himself off silently. You stare up at him as you remain seated, waiting to see what he’ll do next. He turns and extends his hand out as a way to offer to help you up. You gladly take it, feeling how calloused his hands were. He grabs the basket and holds it, moving off the blanket so you could shake the dirt away.
Once you do so in the tense silence, you fold it up and hold onto it for just a moment before Shuhrat takes it from you. “I will hold these for you. Just lead the way back and I will follow.” he says. You nod and start walking back towards the trail, with him following right next to you. “Will I ever see you again after this?” you ask. “Do you want to?” Shuhrat asks in retaliation. “Well I mean, yeah? I haven’t exactly been able to get you off my mind since I first met you.” you say. “Is that so? What’s got a crush on me too?” Shuhrat teases. “Maybe, but I’ll at least be confident about it.” you say. Shuhrat tsks, rolling his eyes at that comment. “You don’t exactly know how to talk to people, do you?” you ask, looking at him. “No. I have my reasons as to why—especially when I talk to someone like you.” he says.
Raising a brow thinking that’s an insult, you cross your arms across your chest. “What’s that supposed to mean?” you ask. “Someone special.” Shuhrat says bluntly. Your heart practically skips a beat when he says this, and it makes you panic slightly. “Special…” you mumble. “Yes. I would…like to get to know you better.” Shuhrat says. “And not in a creepy way?” you ask. “I would hope you do not think it’s creepy,” he says. Nodding silently, the two of you continue walking until you get to your car. “Well then, this is where I will leave you.” Shuhrat says, handing you the basket and blanket. “Thank you…are you going to be able to see me again?” you ask. “I will. Tomorrow?” he asks. You smile softly, leaning forward to kiss his nose, “Tomorrow, same place.” you say.
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