ninety-nine balloons (part 4 x fem!reader)

17- Secrets

First dates were always awkward. Hell, the first to everything is always strange. But the many that came after it? Straight from a love story.

Josuke always got the attention, Josuke always got the girls, Josuke always got what Okuyasu could never seem to grasp-- Perhaps this is why he was so eager to do what he could to make this relationship last.

Open with everything, down to what he'd done even a single minute ago, he certainly proved himself worthy of Seths approval, though only after it became obvious he wasn't going to only be around for a little while. That was when your brother sat down his knife, albeit reluctantly, and let you have your fun with the same restrictions a tight-knit mother would.

Date after date, kiss after kiss, moment after ever-lasting moment, you found yourself falling for him over and over again, even if you didn't have much romantic feelings for him at first. Now, you sit here, his head in your lap as he snoozes comfortably, wondering why you had ever even considered passing up on him in the first place. If you had listened to those doubts in your head, would you be as happy as you are now?

Certainly not!

But it's no matter. What you have now should be everlasting, right?

Right?

"--And then, we can go to the movies!" Oh, you seem to have been spacing out for a second. What was he saying? "Then we can go to the beach, and have a picnic! Ooh, or go dancing! No, wait, dancing on the beach!"

Ah, he's talking about more date ideas, isn't he? How adorable~! He seems so excited about them too, arm around your shoulders, painting a perfect picture with his free hand as you both walked down the street.

"Those all sound super good," You replied, though you knew but only one of his suggestions. "I don't mind what we do, as long as I do it with you!"

Oh, you're too sweet, he thinks. How could he have ever gotten so lucky?

It was even better that both of your stands got along, both somehow dumber than the other and always leaning onto each other for support. As of right now, their hands were interlocked behind your backs, unable to fully reveal themselves and get involved into their usual cuddle session thanks to you two being out in public.

This was nice, really, just enjoying each others company as he walked you back home from work. The sun was sinking into the horizon, crickets chirping a wonderful lullaby, thin whips of air brushing against skin-- It was all so relaxing. 

But all too soon, you arrived at your door, and had to bid Okuyasu farewell, who was also rather reluctant to leave.

"He can stay the night," Seth announced from the sink, where he was washing the dishes as he heard you both whining over having to separate, "as long as you two don't do anything dumb."

"Can he?!"
"Can I?!"

A sleepover! My, why hadn't you thought of that before!

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Seth!" You gushed, already jumping over to him with a wide smile. "I promise, we'll behave!"

Cut to three in the morning, where you were having [The Hand] and [Ninety Nine Balloons] act out a romance scene from a movie.

The former kneeled before the red pilot, opening up its clasped hand and letting out a little hum; right before [Ninety Nine Balloons] Gasped, nodded, and jumped into its arms. Yes, you were crying, and so was Okuyasu... It was cute, ok?!

"They're so happy!" He sobbed, leaning onto your shoulder in a limp fashion. "Look at them, in love and shit!"

"I know, my heart can't take it!" You whimpered back, hugging his arm in return. "They might even have a little baby that can erase stuff with little balloons, or maybe one that can blow things up by hitting them! Oh, god, that's so adorable!"

"It is, oh my god--" The idiot even began to blow his nose with a tissue-- before pausing. "Wait, while that's cute and all, wouldn't that be a little scary?"

"How?"

"You know, if it's a kid, it probably wont be able to control its abilities very well; so it'd just be walking around, blowin' things up and getting rid of stuff out of thin air."

"Don't worry!" You laughed, pulling a small blanket on top of your cozy pajamas. "I'm sure those two will be good parents, and besides, there's nothing we can't handle together!"

"Yeah, nothing at all!"

He shifted in his spot on the floor, flannel pants crossed comfortably as his bare arms tucked themselves into each other. In thought, he was, and so deep in it you were almost scared to knock him out of it.

And then, he spoke. "So, there's been something I've been wanting to tell you-"

"Pizzas here."

Seths interruption had you leaping up from where you sat and bounding towards the door, the quick conversation with the pizza guy leaving a hum to hang in the air while your brother remained by your rooms entrance, eyeing Okuyasu all the while.

Soon enough, you returned with a slice already hanging out of your mouth, Seth snatching one from the box before walking away and leaving you both be again .

"Yeah, pizza!" You cheered, gulping down the portion you had in your mouth quickly before chugging a two liter bottle of soda, only to stop midway and let a horrible burp rip from your throat.

"Oh, man!" Okuyasu laughed.

"What, can't I relieve myself, you ass?"

"Yeah, but you could've executed that so much better!" He giggled, taking the soda from your grasp before putting on your stereotypical elderly voice. "Watch and learn, young one."

"Yes, master, teach me your ways."

"I call this... The dragon fist fire burp."

"...Seriously?"

"Yeah, just watch." One look at the lighter he had grabbed told you all you needed to know. You were in for a treat.

In a single, horrifying moment, he gulped nearly all that was left of the soda bottle, his chest expanded and his tongue went flat against his teeth. His stomach bubbled and pulled inwards, the striking of flint igniting a small flame that grew into a much larger version of itself when that 'dragon' within had been finally released.

He damn near could've set the house on fire, that guy! But wow, it was impressive, so maybe you could let it slide just a bit..

Soon the time came that you had felt drowsy, body slowly going slack against Okuyasu's body as a movie joined the background noise that melted into a fuzzy blur. Try as you might, your eyelids eventually turned into thirty pound weights, and your nodding head eventually slumped.

Curious as to why you had gone silent, he gently prodded at your cheek, hoping to catch your attention, thinking you were still awake. No response.

Sighing wistfully, Okuyasu carefully scooped you up from where you sat next to him, moving you over to your bed while being mindful of the half-eaten bowl of popcorn on the floor, next to the horribly loud candy wrappers.

So peaceful, your slumber was, that he was almost too scared to give you a lilt kiss on the cheek out of fear of waking you. 

Oh, well, he'll have to tell you what he was going to say earlier, later. As for now, he finds himself a little tuckered out, too; so taking up the little space beside you and pulling you close, he also drifts into dreamland.

A shame. And it was a pretty good secret too.