Garten of Banban One Shots (ON PAUSE!!)

💧Banban x Reader | Human💧

(Recommended song: Sweet Tooth by Cavetown. Personally, I love his songs and this song came up when I shuffled my music playlist. It fits the plot ironically.)

(My version of human Banban would be the same as Adam but without the tats and misogynistic persona. My version of Banban is kind, gentle, loving, still charismatic, and charming, but overall more respectful.)

⚠️STRONG LANGUAGE⚠️

Mascot
Human✅
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Being an art teacher at Banban's Kindergarten is the best life to be living. At least that's what you told yourself. You have well-mannered and respectful kids, friends with the other teachers and staff there, but most importantly...Your boss.

Your boss, Banban, is a whole different story for you. Ever since you got the job as a teacher for his kindergarten, you've had eyes for him. Banban's charm is what drew you at first, then it was his charismatic tone of voice. Deep and nonchalant whenever he spoke.

You believed it was love at first sight. Since it was close to Valentine's Day at the Garten, you decided that that would be the day to admit your feelings and be honest with not just Banban, but yourself included.

(Valentine's Day; Afterschool)

Once classes were over for the kindergarteners, you watched as everyone got picked up by parents, grandparents, guardians, and even some older siblings. One by one, everyone started to leave.

"Bye bye Ms. L/N!" The last child waved as she got picked up by her grandparents. You wave back. Walking back into the building, you pass by your good friend Weverly, or better known as 'Ms. Mason' to the children.

She has blond hair, green eyes, a light sweatshirt on and leggings. She held a few books in her hand as well as her purse slung around her shoulder.

"Hey, Y/N!" She said as she gathered her things in the classroom.

"Hey Weverly. You leaving early today?" You ask.

She nods. "Yeah. It's Valentine's Day and my fiancé is taking me out to dinner tonight. I already told Banban so he's aware." She smiles. She walks away from you and heads towards the main lobby of the school.

You breath in and out, preparing yourself for what you're about to confess to Banban. You watch as Weverly walks out the door. You spin around and make your way to Banban's office at the end of the hall. As you raise your fist to the door preparing to knock, the door suddenly opens with Banban peering down at you.

"What a sudden surprise. Y/N, what can I do for you?"

You immediately put your fist down and try not to blush. You didn't mean for it to end up this way. You wanted to walk in, sit down, hide your face, and tell him how you felt. Not be cornered accidentally while his red eyes peer down at you with a devilish smirk.

"O-oh well, I was w-wondering if I could t-talk to you..." You sputter out. Fuck, you were stuttering heavy. You only stutter when you're nervous or embarrassed. You look away from his red eyes.

You suddenly feel a large hand on your forehead. "Are you alright? You're stuttering quite a bit." You freeze immediately, your chest pounding against your ribcage.

"I like you..." You sigh. His hand was warm against your forehead as you melted into his comforting touch. He chuckles at your words and you immediately snap back into reality. "I-I didn't mean it like- I-I just meant that-" The feeling of his hand leaving your forehead turns into his hands sliding down your cheek and cupping your cheek then finally moving to rest on your chin. His thumb brushes against your bottom lip, shushing you.

"How about we talk more privately in my office, Y/N? Seems this cold weather has your mind racing at a million miles a minute." Without hesitation, his warm hand leaves your chin. You follow behind him as he walks in and gestures for you to take a seat. He shuts the door behind you after you walk in and take a seat across from the view of his desk.

You look down at your hands in your lap as you fidget with the hem of your shirt. You can hear his low sigh as he walks to his chair and sits down.

'Y/N. My eyes are up here." Banban's voice was now stern, not relaxed anymore. You slowly look up at him. You could tell he's not happy. Maybe he's annoyed.

"Maybe he just hates my guts." Your mind tells you.

"Can you tell me what you said in the corridor? I could've sworn you said-"

"I like you, Banban. With all of my heart. I don't know why I do. You're just really nice and kind towards me and it's something I'm not used to, especially coming from men. I was never treated right by men. Whenever you talk to me, it's charismatic, kind, nice, loving." You confess your feelings all at once. "I love you. Even if I'm just your employee, even if I'm just another person you work with, I can't help how I feel towards you." You close your eyes. Your hand comes over to cup your mouth as you silently cry.

This is humiliating. It's the same feeling as if you were to get into trouble at school and be caught and confronted about your behavior. Your leg starts bouncing uncontrollably, your hands slowly starting to shake as well.

Banban looks at you and sighs.

That can only mean one thing.

He.

Can't.

Return.

Your.

Feelings.

"Y/N." He starts. "Listen, I appreciate the kind words, I do. But, these feelings you have..." He trails off. "They're inappropriate for us both. I'm sure you're aware of that."

You look back at him as you silently cry. He's right. These feelings are inappropriate, especially in a Kindergarten by all means.

"I can't say I can return your feelings towards me but, I have similar feelings towards you in a way. Not romantically but, the feeling you get when you and another person click. You and I have a good friendship relationship, and I'd like to keep it as it is. I'm sorry."

Hearing Banban say he doesn't feel the same makes the hole in your chest grow larger. You nod your head and stand up, not wanting to deal with this any longer. You make your way to the door. You swing it open.

"Y/N?" Banban calls your name. Your hand is still over your mouth, and you look over your shoulder. He stands up and makes his way to you. You look away from him again, preparing for him to say 'sorry' or say something to make the hole in your chest cave in even more than it already has.

"Look at me, Y/N." He murmurs.

You shake your head vigorously.

You can't.

You don't.

Anything else is going to give you a panic attack.

He sighs and wraps his hands around you into a warm, comforting hug. One hand holds your head to his chest while the other gently rubs your back.

"I am sorry, Y/N. There are many other reasons why I can't say I feel the same. It's not you, It's my personal life. I recently got out of a toxic relationship. I'm currently focusing on myself and healing from said relationship." He continues to rub your back. "It's not you. So please don't blame yourself for my problems."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

OOOHHHH I actually kinda like this one I'm not gonna lie. It's a little cheesy in my opinion but, practice makes perfect.