Yakuza x Reader (Mainly Majima)

Goro Majima : Movie

I have no issues with gore or horror but I hate anything paranormal and jumpscares. I watched human centipede like it was nothing but screamed and cried through woman in black 😂😂
Zombies are kinda cool but I'm not a fan of robots.

Quick and rushed but just some fluff for this one-eyed boy

"Ya got tickets to the latest zombie flick, but yer scared stiff watchin' the tame shit at home?" he tormented, misunderstanding slightly at the same time. "I don't understand."
"Well, you wanted to see it. I'll probably have my eyes shut for most of it, but they're your favourite!" you laughed, looking away in embarrassment. "I wanted to treat you. You're always doing stuff for me."
He thought it was a beautiful gesture, but he didn't want it to fuck you up.
Zombie Nation was the latest and greatest film coming out for undead fans everywhere, since it featured fearsome CGI.
You HATED zombie films. They were too gorey and too scary. When he watched them at home, you hid under blankets and snuggled into your protective boyfriend, who just laughed and teased you when you screamed. (and scared the shit out of you)
"Are you up for it?"
"I'm always up for you," he mumbled, chuckling to himself. "Thanks. Let's make it a date."

Taking your seats, the trailers hadn't even started and you were leaning into him, emanating towards his warmth. Goro could sense your discomfort, feeling for your thigh in the dark and shocking you enough to make you gasp.
"Oh, fuck. It's just you."
"The trailers ain't even started yet, no need to jump."
"I'm just so nervous."
"Well... If ya get scared, just hold my hand." He offered his appendage to you. "It's here."
Taking a deep breath, you cuddled against him, getting comfortable in your seat.
"I need to get over this fear."
"Zombies ain't real. Besides, even if they were, ya got me! I know how to handle a zombie apocalypse!"
Covering your lips as you laughed, he felt his face heat up a little when you gave him a big kiss on his cheek.
"Good. I'd be well protected, then."
"Sure ya would."

You were thrust into action from the beginning, heroes blowing heads off and smearing blood everywhere.
"Oh my Gooood, it looks gross!!" you moaned, squirming in your seat.
Wrapping his arm around you, you made sure to burrow yourself into his side. Majima was completely relaxed and entertained by the movie, laughing at it like an absolute creep.
Jumping suddenly with a small shout, you couldn't help but giggle as you hid your face away from the screen. He brought his hand up behind your head and pulled you close, smooching your forehead with a smug grin and a chuckle.
"Did that scare ya?"
Admitting it had, you were left to chuckle and cuddle for the remainder of the film.

Clinging to him as you left, you were glad you sat through it for his sake, but really wished he had a different interest. Your legs were quivering, heart still racing from the amount of jumpscares and fighting. Your stomach grumbled, loud enough for him to hear. Eyes blown wide, you looked shocked when he paid attention to you.
"Was that yer stomach?!"
"I must've worked up an appetite doing all that screaming," you giggled.
"C'mere, I'll getcha bite to eat."
"As long as it isn't humans or brains."
"Hmm... How does... Smile Burger sound? With that malt shake ya like? Y'know, that pink one with the cream and stuff?"
You gasped, leaping for joy.
"Really? You'd do that!"
"Haw? WHADDAYA- Course I would! Ya did just endure a damn zombie film for my sake."
"Thank you!!" you wailed, squeezing your arms around him.
"I'll even getcha one of them dumb soft toys ya like at the arcade with the change in my pocket. Don't want ya havin' nightmares."

Stood in the line for the fast food joint, he had a hand on you at all times, whether it was holding yours or simply lying on your body. The puppy was territorial after all. He genuinely worried that all it would take was a glance to sway you, despite knowing full well you weren't so shallow. It was more a reflection of his insecurity than your character.
The burgers were cold and terrible, so you feasted on chips and milkshakes before leaving as fast as you came in to make for the arcade.

Finally stood in front of the UFO catcher, he some coins into the machine and allowed you the first go, standing guard right behind you. A hand leant on the glass when someone got a little too close for his liking, and occasionally, he would point and tutor you on where to go, the claw still missing your prize. He fed more change into the machine, barging you aside.
"Move over, Dollybird, I got this."

It caught the stuffed animal first time, clutching onto its head for dear life.
"Yayyy!!" you squealed, as it dropped into the pit. Turning to you, he presented it with a crooked smile, his heart swelling at your adoring eyes.
"There," he said quietly. You took it, bringing it to your chest and cuddling the chubby stuffie. "'S'all yours."
"Oh my God, thank you," you cried. "Aww, look at his eye, it's missing."
"Haw?"
Turning it so it faced him, you made the toy kiss his nose and his face along with cute, silly noises mimicking his accent.
"It's just like you."
"Trust you to notice a damn thing like that," he chuckled, feeling secretly content and loved despite the weird sentiment. "Want me to get another?"
"No. I love this one. Let's call him Goro."
"I really gotta stop catchin' you those things," he muttered, flushing deep pink and looking away to try and avoid you seeing. Tugging you by the hand, you were led out onto the street.
"C'mon then. Let's go home."