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— honkai star rail men being smitten with you ( or simply staring at you with their pretty eyes. )

ft. jing yuan, blade and gepard landau.

longer drabble than intended. pining for jing yuan’s. mild yandere tendencies on blade’s part. angst with comfort for gepard’s. fluff w/ mild angst content. gn! reader. 1.5k wc

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐔𝐀𝐍 — he looks at you with so much pining and admiration.

You shouldn’t have indulged him, you sigh at the perpetual thought. Your brows furrowed in utter concentration as you assessed the chess board in front of you, glaring at it like it was your mortal enemy who had caused you years of strife. From the usual routinely yet peaceful day in the Luofu turned into you being coaxed yet again by the infamous General to play a game of mind chess with him. This isn’t new, you being alone with him isn’t new. You’d grown accustomed to Jing Yuan inviting you to be his playmate whenever he felt like slacking off from work, and who are you to refuse your superior’s direct orders?

The dawn in the courtyard careens between the corners of the table in soft honey glow, the temperature lukewarm and birds crooning beside the lethargic general but you don’t let their sweet tune disrupt you.

“What are you going to do?” You hear the General muse, perhaps to probe you from your concentration, you dare not lift your head to answer him. You only turned back up once you’ve found a safe and calculated step for one of your pieces to go, that was the time you’ve also realized that General Jing Yuan isn’t even focused on the game before him.

Instead he had his eyes fixated on you.

He had his elbow propped on his knee, cheek on his palm, watching you agonize over the game, hiding the quirk on his lips. Cute, he thought, looking at you mull over the game made his heart flutter hither thither. Then the corners of his eye crinkle in amusement when he sees your eyes on him, finally noticing.

“What is it?” He dares to ask you, like he wasn't just openly admiring you.

“Uhm, it’s your turn now, General Jing Yuan.” Your soft response mustered him to finally look at the board.

“Hm, so it seems.”

“Would you like us to continue playing? You don’t seem interested.” You take note of his slack shoulders and heavy lidded eyes. Usually when you play together he would have his calculating gaze on the board at all times, but he looked a little too distracted to play as of now.

“You’re right, apologies, something else has caught my undivided attention.”

“And what’s that?”

“You, of course. You’re rather ravishing today.”

Jing Yuan’s eyes are two amber orbits so golden on you. You haven’t noticed it until now, the way he looks at you, so intense and full of amusing sincerity. The sunlight only intensifies his bright pupils that carry not only the sun itself but the entire lights of Luofu. You cannot contain the blush on your cheeks, you turn away from him, obviously baffled. “Would you focus on the game, General?”

His deep chuckle reverberates the peaceful courtyard. “I believe I’ve found something much more worthy of my time as of the moment.”

“I implore you to stop teasing me like this.”

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 — he’d do anything for you to look at him.

“Elio had already foreseen most of your missions and yet here you are, coming to me all injured and rugged. So careless.”

“Watch what you say to me.” You merely huff at Blade’s soft sneer of a threat. You wouldn’t have let this bothered you if it only happened once or twice but the swordsman’s been coming back to you injured for the sixth time with the same roaring wounds and your patience is thinning.

Blade’s top uniform is thrown somewhere on the couch, your hands webbed with bandage dressing as you focus your attention on the purplish bruise on his chest, the wound is vivid, besmirching burgundy across his chafe skin. You leaned forward and threw a piece of his raven hair over his shoulder and muttered out another annoying retort. Maybe your anger not only stems from having to tidy him up, but also from worry. Truth be told, you hated seeing Blade injured, though that is something you won’t admit aloud to him.

“The next time you come to me like this I’ll—“

You lift your eyes and immediately meet his red ones. Blade is leaned back on the couch, staring at you tantalizingly beneath raven bangs, he tilts his head lazily, hiding his underlining smile. It shouldn’t have done anything to you, but the way he looked at you beneath his lashes made a certain chill crawl down your spine and to the tip of your toes.

“Why’d you stop, hm?”

You hated it, hated this. Hated how your chest jumps a beat at his tone, this is dangerous. You had the thought of turning around and leaving him but he captures your wrist, placing your palm flatly on his chest, his skin dances with warmth and coldness but one thing you’ve taken into detail was his racing heart. Don’t tell me..

“Blade, did you get hurt on purpose?”

The smirk on his face finally reveals itself. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Unhand me this instant, you bastard.” Despite your hiss, you cannot tear your gaze away from his, something about Blade is addictive, a guttural need churns in your gut the more your gaze stays locked on his. He reaches out and unexpectedly wraps the bandage around your waist, pulling you back to him and to stand between his parted legs. No matter how much you’ve stuttered in surprise you cannot pull away, not from him and he knew the effect he had on you and your restless heart, bringing your hand up to his lips as he kissed each finger so tenderly.

“Maybe I wouldn’t have resorted to this tactic if you’ve visited me often.”

𝐆𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐃 — he looks at you like you are his whole world on the verge of crumbling.

Hide and seek was your forte back then. You and Lynx would always come out triumphant as compared to Gepard and Serval, but that doesn’t stop the boy from always seeking you out, you cannot pinpoint whether it was due to his stubbornness at your constant taunts or because he felt as if he needs to look for you no matter what. Found you. Looks like you found me again. It was always this sweet little moment between the two of you, with Gepard perking up when he had sought you and you smiling up at him with a proud grin, pleased with his victory.

Even at this very moment, with you wrapped in a bundle in his blue uniform cape on the verge of reaching frostbite; shivering and skin cold from the harsh and unmerciful winter beyond Belobog’s walls—Gepard’s found you, at the very last minute. This time he fails to understand why you had ventured out of Belobog despite the dangers, maybe you were in search of something, maybe a research breakthrough or something superficial, the Captain doesn’t care.

He was furious, heartbroken and frightened. You could’ve been killed out here if Serval didn’t approach him in the middle of training, concerned about your whereabouts. He had to drop everything and storm out of the city gates to search for you, as reckless as that seemed.

“Gepard..?” He stiffens when he hears your shivering mutter. He looks down and sees you awake, relief washes through his soul. You two had faltered just at the outskirts of the city, the warmth barely licking both your figures.

“You-“ he sucked in a breath, his heart continued to pitter patter in his chest like an endless, raging storm. “What were you thinking, who told you it was a smart idea to go out there!”

“There’s..there’s a plant only found in the blizzard, Lynx told me about it and I thought that you would like them.” his eyes widened at your confession, confliction sullies his mind. You went out to look for a plant, for him? He gazes down at you who in return, refused to look him in the eye, hiding your face on his chest plate in bashful shame.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t find the flower, not only that but I also got lost and almost—“

“Look at me.” He starts, his voice hardened with hurt, confliction, a long craving to shield you from the harsh world if he had the chance to. “Look, I care not about that flower, and a simple sorry won’t cut it this time, you could’ve died if i didn’t find—“ his voice cracks, he composes himself, inhales the cold wind in his lungs. Then, fury turns into melancholy. When he looks down at you in his arms, his eyes are two pairs of winter blue sky swimming with unshed tears, they glow like crystalline blue gems. He gathers you closer to his chest, his lips pressed against the top of your head, as if he’s scared you would shrivel in his hold.

“You could’ve died, and I would've lost you. What would I do then?”

“Sorry, I’m so sorry Geppie. Not again, i promise. You found me didn’t you? you found me just like always, thank you so much.”

You consoled his quiet sobs and equally trembling form. Sometimes, you tend to forget that beneath the cold armor was a sentimental little boy with the most sincere ocean eyes you’ve ever seen.

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6 // “secret santa”

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you sighed, fiddling with your fingers while waiting for the others to arrive. the creaking sound coming from the sewing class door entrance caught your attention and your head turned.

“oh, yer here already [name]? i didn’t take ya for the early type.” mika chuckled as he closed the door behind him. you hummed, “yeah, me neither. i didn’t take shu for the late type.” you rest your head lazily on your arm picking at the wood on the desk.

the door suddenly burst open, kuro and shu standing where the loud bang came from. “we’re here!” shu announced, a black box in his arms and kuro standing tall behind him.

“yer usually not this late, oshi-san. where’ve ya been?” mika rushes to him and tilts his head, “and what’s that box yer holdin’?”

“we’re doing secret santa, don’t ya remember mika?” kuro pats him softly on the head, “let’s get this on with. we only have a few days until christmas.”

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✦ — 18. CLOSURE

dream flashbacks have always irritated you. because waking up after having one typically leaves you with the same exact feeling of pain as when you initially had it. the pain you felt when he chose to let go, in this circumstance.

heaving as you sit upright with dried tears staining your cheeks, you wake up in your all too familiar bedroom, alone.

then, the hangover kicks in.

"ah!" you hunch over and hold your forehead in pain. you feel nauseated, but it's bearable.

you spend the next few minutes whimpering to yourself as you feel your head spin inside your skull.

you don't hear the bedroom door open or the footsteps approaching.

"drink this." slim hands place a tray of water and some meds on the bedside table.

your head snaps up almost immediately after hearing the voice. this causes your head to throb more.

a sigh. "take it easy."

while trying to recover from the pain, you speak meekly, "ano ginagawa mo rito?"

he took a while to respond, "i drove you home after the party," he says. "and before you start jumping to conclusions, walang nangyari," he adds quickly.

ah, right. nag-inuman nga pala kagabi.

you hide a scoff. you hate how well he still knows you after all this time.

bits and pieces of last night come back to you. the disco lights, music, dance floor, kazuha's stunt, the confrontation, passing out... after that, you have no recollection of anything.

"that doesn't answer my question. bakit ka nandito?" in front of me, is what you implied.

as he looks at you, he has an indescribable expression on his face.

“drink first," he says, gesturing towards the tray.

as much as it infuriates you that he's bossing you around in your own house, you really need to do something about the headache, so you silently take the medicine.

as you drink down the water, several things go through your mind. your pulse beats quicker as you consider all the things he may say in the next few minutes. it’s most likely the one thing you’ve been asking him for the past year.

placing the tray back on the bedside table, you take a deep breath and look him in the eye. he's been observing you carefully ever since he entered the room.

"feel better?" he asks.

"get to the point, de vera," you command.

"right." he sucks in a breath, as if nervous, but it doesn't show on his face. "an explanation," he mutters.

you let out a humorless laugh, waiting for him to say anything. you try your hardest to make it seem like you're uninterested in what he has to say, making a show of not caring anymore, but you know deep inside that it's all in vain. you do care, and it shows.

he looks at you straight in the eye, serious and determined. he takes his time thinking of the proper words to say and where to start. you keep your silence the whole time.

"last year," he begins. "my sister was diagnosed with a severe vascular condition that needed operation. a high risk one," he reveals.

audibly gasping at this revelation, you reflexively inch closer to him in surprise.

“ano? si ate ei? bakit wala akong narinig tungkol dito? walang sinabi si miko?" you search his eyes for signs of lying or mirth, but you see none.

he sighs, "it was something we agreed not to disclose to anyone except close family."

ah. that hurts. “eh si jax?”

kuni nods silently, guilt flashing in his eyes.

he told jax but not you.

"seems like people love to keep things from me," you dryly state.

"don't be mad at them. ako nagpilit sa kanila na itago sa'yo."

"bakit?"

"...we'll get to that," he says.

"kamusta na si ate?" his sister was usually busy, so you weren't as close to ei as you are to miko, but she accepted you warmly when he introduced you to her and has even offered assistance in the past. you genuinely regret not being there to support her when she needed it.

"there were some complications during the surgery, pero okay na siya ngayon. she fully healed and is back to work," he explains.

you sigh in relief, "that's good." he hums in agreement.

with the initial worry and surprise gone, questions flood your head. "ano kinalaman ng lahat na 'to sa ginawa mo?"

so his sister got sick and decided that you weren’t a priority anymore and discarded you with no explanation whatsoever?

"you know our situation, don't you? we have no parents, si ate lang nagtratrabaho para sa'ming dalawa. then, she suddenly got sick."

"and?”

kuni swipes his hair back and lets out a breath, "we struggled financially trying to pay the hospital bills, along with other expenses. tumulong si ate miko, pero kulang. i had to catch all the responsibility and took on multiple jobs."

late replies, missed calls, cancelled plans, stood up dates— "that's why i saw you less."

"that's why you saw me less," he repeats regretfully.

it still doesn't make sense to you. "why would you keep something like that from me?" you could've supported him. you would've supported him.

you'd have understood where he came from.

did he not trust you?

"i..." kuni falls silent. hesitant. he had an honest reason for everything that had transpired then. but he's done. he no longer has a clear justification for doing those things and leaving you hanging. it was all due of his cowardice.

"i didn't want you to see me in such a state," he admits.

you suck in a breath, feeling your eyes burn. "that’s stupid. that doesn't make sense."

"i know," he agrees. "i know, [name]. pero alam kong 'pag nakita mo akong ganon, gagawin mo ring problema 'yon—"

"of course i would’ve! nag-iisip ka ba? kuni, i loved you. sino ba'ng 'di tutulong 'pag nakikita mong naghihirap yung taong mahal mo?" you reason out. tears start to well up in your eyes.

"i didn't want you to get caught up in my problems. you already had many of your own then, [name]."

bullshit.

"yet you added to it? even with your reason, you still could've told me!” you throw your arms up in frustration. “at least i would've understood what happened. hindi yung ako lang naiiwan na walang alam! was i not that important to you?" you sniff, aggressively, wiping your tears away.

kuni gently holds your arm to prevent you from hurting yourself. "that's not it. you are important. hindi ko alam anong iniisip ko noon."

are.

you scoff.

"that's why i'm sorry, [name]," he apologizes. he keeps your hand in place and draws circles on it with his thumb. "my reasons are stupid, i know. i had multiple opportunities to tell you the truth pero naduwag ako. in every single one."

silent tears continue to stream down your face. you scold yourself internally for letting down your guard in front of him.

you stay quiet.

"it's not that easy to forgive, i know that more than anyone. and i don't expect you to," he admits. "but i want to make it up to you, even if you don't want me to."

you stare at your bed sheets, silently contemplating on his words. if there's one word to describe your current state of mind, it's confused. it takes you a moment to respond.

"hindi ko pa alam kung ano ba dapat isipin ko." you sniff and glare at him through tearful eyes. "right now, i just don't want to see your face."

"…understood," kuni nods. he lets go of your hand and stands up from his seat. before he starts walking out of the door, he turns to you, pursing his lips. "may pagkain sa hapag. eat it before it gets cold, alright?"

he doesn't wait for your answer and exits out of the bedroom door. leaving you all alone, still clutching your healing heart.

you got the explanation that you wanted, the closure that was way overdue.

but why is it that it only made you yearn for him more?

✦ MAYBE, MAYBE — PREV / MASTERLIST / NEXT

A break up with no proper closure. So many words left unsaid. He did you so wrong, but you can’t bring yourself to hate him. One year na, siya pa rin. Maybe it’s time to move on?

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SWEET LIKE HONEY. nagi seishiro x f!reader, 0.6k. same universe as sweet like candy

“don’t you think you should get a haircut soon?” soft strands of white hair fell from your fingers and landed on your boyfriend's forehead. 

you ran your fingers through his hair, giggling as he leaned into your touch — he really was like a cat. reo had told you about his ‘nagi being a human-cat hybrid’ conspiracy theory. you were starting to think he was right. seishiro, living his best life with his head in your lap, looked like he could fall asleep any second. it wasn’t often he felt this amount of relaxation, he could have purred when your fingertips danced on his scalp, leaning into your movement. 

“‘t’s too much work,” he answered, closing his eyes. 

you hummed, holding a few of the long strands up. if he didn’t get his bangs cut soon, he wouldn't be able to see, “can i cut it for you?”

seishiro opened his eyes, gazing up at you with tired and soft eyes. his eyebrows furrowed, “do you even know how to use scissors?” 

you rolled your eyes at his teasing, tugging softly on his hair as a petty revenge, “yes, seishiro, i know how to use scissors,” 

the ghost of a smile grazed his lips before he forced himself off your lap (truly one of the hardest things he ever had to do), “you can cut my hair,” he paused, blinking slowly, “don’t make me bald,”

you huffed, “i’m not gonna make you bald, just give you a small trim,” you pulled him to the bathroom, sitting him on the toilet. 

he plopped down, watching you fuzz around the bathroom looking for hair scissors and a comb. a small smile made its way to his face; you looked so cute. your fingers tilted his chin upwards, assessing the issue, “you have so much hair, sei,”

your boyfriend hummed with his eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of your fingers on his face and in his hair. he let you move his head around, sending a quick and silent prayer that you knew what you were doing. 

you flicked his forehead, “i can tell what you’re thinking, dummy. i know what i’m during,” combing through his hair you muttered a ‘somewhat’ under your breath. 

seishiro pursed his lips, hopefully you were just teasing him. he closed his eyes when you made his hair wet and combed through it. 

“your hair’s so long, sei,” he hummed in response, letting you do your thing.

white hair fell to the floor as you trimmed his hair, focusing on his bangs. you found it adorable how seishiro was compliant to your touch and let you move his head around as you pleased. he was always putty in your hands, always letting you guide his body however you wanted. 

“there, done,” you placed a kiss on his now exposed nose bridge. his eyes fluttered open to meet your sweet face with a sweet smile. you pulled him to his feet and made him face the mirror. so you did know what you were during. his hair was messy from you blow drying it, making it look extra fluffy. 

it looked as it did before, just shorter, “you did know what you were during,” he hummed, running a hand through it.

“i told you!”

he turned to face you and laid his head on your shoulder, “can we go back to bed now? that was too much work,” 

you pulled on on a few strands of his hair, “you didn’t do anything, sei,”

“too much work,” he sighed, placing a soft kiss on your neck, “back to bed?”

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