Female celebrities x male readers oneshots

Madelyn Clyne

NOT REQUESTED

Basically just a Christmas special, consider this as a gift while I try to update my Kate Bishop book :)

Enjoy!

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Under the soft glow of Christmas lights, Madelyn and Y/n found themselves wrapped in the warmth of a decades-long friendship.

Madelyn glanced at Y/n, her eyes twinkling. "Remember when we used to build snow forts in your backyard?" She said, a playful smile gracing her lips.

Y/n chuckled, the memories flooding back. "Yeah, and you always insisted on being the queen of the fort."

"Well, of course! Who else would've been the queen?" She laughed, nudging his shoulder playfully.

As the evening unfolded, the air shimmered with an unspoken tension. They danced around their feelings, the unsaid words lingering like a gentle snowfall. Yet, the warmth of their connection held them close.

Amidst the festive decorations, Y/n noticed a sprig of mistletoe hanging above the doorway. His heart skipped a beat, recognizing the opportunity fate had presented. A mischievous grin tugged at the corners of his lips.

Madelyn, ever perceptive, followed his gaze. "Mistletoe," she remarked, her cheeks flushing faintly.

Y/n's eyes sparkled as he took a step closer. "You know what that means, right?"

She raised an eyebrow, a playful challenge in her eyes. "Enlighten me."

"It means we have to kiss." He replied, a small smirk forming on his lips.

A delightful blend of surprise and amusement flickered across Madelyn's face. "Is that so?" she responded, a hint of laughter in her voice.

Their proximity grew, the air charged with anticipation. Y/n felt the gravitational pull of the moment, the unspoken words echoing in the space between them. He gently wrapped his arms around her waist, while she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I've always wondered," he began, his voice carrying the weight of years of unspoken emotions, "what it would be like if we took that step beyond friendship?"

Madelyn's eyes met his, the unspoken language of their connection weaving a tapestry of understanding. "You mean like- Dating?" She asked, smiling softly.

"Yeah. I mean- Like- You don't have to- But- I was- You know- I'm not forcing you- Like-" His stuttering words were interrupted by the girl kissing him.

The world around them faded into the background as they kissed. The room seemed to sigh in contentment, witnessing the union of two hearts that had danced around each other for far too long.

Breaking the kiss, Madelyn rested her forehead against Y/n's, her eyes fluttering open. "Is that a good answer?"

Y/n chuckled, the warmth of the moment enveloping them. "Mmh...well I don't think I really know what you meant." He smirked slightly as she punched his shoulder playfully.

"Jerk." She chuckled, walking back into the house.

"I'm your jerk now though!"

As they continued to share stories and laughter, the uncharted territory of romance colored their interactions. The Christmas lights twinkled like a celestial audience, celebrating the union of kindred spirits who had finally found the courage to express what had always lingered beneath the surface.

A/N

Merry Christmas everyone!