GENSHIN IMPACT ONESHOTS

[1]When you plan to confess to your crush at the sleepover

🐤 • reader x Albedo

🐤 • song :: Blueberry eyes - Max ft.SUGA (BTS)

[Part 1]

You placed the hairbrush on the vanity gently, as you ran your fingers through your healthy, silky hair with satisfaction. You smiled at the reflection in the mirror, adjusting some parts of your appearance. Today, was a big day. Finally, after one hundred years (not really) it was time to say what was in your heart. But why did it have to be today? Well, your monkey brain has eventually figured out that keeping this secret to yourself was just useless, you would be stuck in this relationship labeled 'friends' forever.

A notification popped up on your phone's screen, as you leaned over to see what it was. Smiling at the user, you've received a message from the one and only Albedo. 'Ok' you read his reply to yourself, standing up from the stool, doing a victory dance, before replying to him, 'Ok! See you after school :)'.

It was all planned. You've successfully asked him for a sleepover at his apartment where it was a lot more luxurious and would be a great place to confess. Sleepovers were regular since you've been the very best friends since elementary school, but it did seem like these days they were starting to decrease, which is exactly why you're bringing it up again.

You grabbed your school bag from the sofa before heading off to school, not forgetting to lock your dorm.

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As you entered the school gates, you could spot him standing in the distance with his white shirt and black pants, the usual. You didn't hesitate to run up to greet him, scaring him by just a little bit.

"Oh god Y/N," he breathed heavily, as you clung on his arm, happy to see him,

"Let's go to English!" You beamed, leading the way,

"It's chemistry," he corrected, pulling you by the arm into the opposite direction. You looked at his grip on your arm, following him obediently.

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"Class!" the professor grabbed our attention, "We will start off with a few starter questions," he walked around the spacious room filled with diagrams and models all related to the subject, "Just a reminder, the person who answers correctly will gain extra points added to your final academic score," he stated, causing the class to start complaining to each other, but you, on the other hand, was too busy preparing yourself for the first question. "Define the term relative molecular mass," the professor questioned, but before he could finish his sentence, two hands shot up, eager to answer the question. The professor looked at the two hands, very familiar with them, "Would anyone else like to answer the question?" he completely ignored Albedo and you, looking towards the back of the room. The whole class was silent. The professor gave up, glancing back into our direction again. He let out a small sigh, now he has to pick who. You pointed at yourself, mouthing a 'me' 'choose me' as Albedo stayed silent, only offering his hand. "Albedo?" he chose, as I sulked down into my chair in defeat.

"Relative molecular mass is the mean mass of an entity or a molecule," Albedo proudly answered, each word felt as if he was a walking textbook.

He smiled to himself, looking at your tiny body sulking on the chair. You could feel his eyes on you as you looked back at him, but then he pouted innocently at you.

"Albedo, you-" You mumbled to yourself, giving him a 'slicing neck' gesture, oh boi was he going down today.

After the 'warm up', the professor started handing out worksheets for your class to complete. Looking at the title, you already knew that this was a piece of cake. Yes, you are smart. You've been rivals in class with Albedo since you were small, explaining why you guys are best friends. Your scores would be really close to each other, sometimes even the same. But to be honest, you preferred winning.

20 minutes in and you were finally done, writing your name at the top corner of each paper. You looked at the clock that was on the left of you, '10 more minutes' you thought to yourself, tapping your foot on the floor. You glanced at Albedo who was, of course, done with the worksheet, staring out the window, looking at the basketball game outdoors. 'Let's draw him' you smiled at your exciting idea, starting doing tiny sketches around the worksheet, writing 'cute' around some of them. Even though they weren't the best, but you loved them. He looks so cute-- "It's time to hand in your work," you heard the professor announce from the front. Someone from the front row stood up and started collecting the worksheets as you just sat there, eyes fixed on the clock. You could hear a small 'Thank you' from the professor as the student handed the paper to him.

The professor walked back to his desk, putting the papers on the table before checking through them, making sure that one wasn't missing. But then he stopped, grabbing a sheet from the pile, raising it up so he could see better, "Cute," he said, as the class turned around to him, confused,

"Why is he so cute?" the professor continued, "Look at all these drawings," he said to himself, shaking his head slightly,

"Y/N, would you like to explain what this is?" the professor glanced at me, as I looked at the paper in horror.

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