Random Oneshots

Dream | Hisirdoux x reader

[Based on a dream i had.]

"I've told you one too many times, to be careful. But i guess you never listen." You scolded the injured boy while tending to his injuries on his arm, a little angry at his reckless behaviour. But you knew you wouldn't be mad at him for long. After all, you loved this adorable dork.

"I know, i know. That was reckless of me but you always loved that about me. And the good thing is, i have you to tend to my wounds. Besides, i have an excuse to see that pretty little face of yours." He winked while you playfully rolled your eyes at his attempts at flirting. You think it's cute, not gonna lie, though you always were the better one at making the other blush.

"Oh yeah, you'd love that don't you." You came closer to his face and whispered seductively, and as you do so you see a tint of pink on Douxie's cheeks and on the tips of his ears. You "accidentally" slipped and made the bandages a little tighter than Hisirdoux was used to.

"Ow!" He glared at you but you knew he would forgive you.

"Oops." You smiled inwardly.

Hisirdoux got used to the stings and the feeling of the bandage's fabric wrapped around his skin. He loved how attentive you were when he slightly flinched at the sudden sting of the disinfectant, how gentle you were when you wrapped up his wound, how a sudden jolt of electricity would be felt whenever you lightly touch his skin. How your gentle touch lulled him to sleep and knowing that you'll be there with him, always.

You continued to disinfect and bandage Hisirdoux's scratches and wounds in comfortable silence. A little too silent. You looked up and saw Douxie's head bobbing, fighting to stay awake to see a little more of your face he came to love.

Since you were done bandaging up his arm, he could use a little nap right now especially after successfully capturing another beast. You pulled him closer to your chest and let him use you as a cushion.

'I guess the beast took a lot more out of him than i expected.' You stared a little more at the peaceful state that he was in, inspecting his beautiful face at a closer angle. You stare at the little dots on his cheeks that you love and how his lips were slightly parted, you wonder how it would feel if you kissed him. Oh, how much you want to kiss him right now.

'He looks cute when he's sleeping.' Realising how weird you were being and what you thought of, you internally slapped your face then reluctantly coming to terms with your feelings for your best friend.

'fuck.'

I think it's safe to say Hisirdoux slept well that night.