[𝑩𝑹𝑨𝑾𝑳 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑺 𝑿 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹] 𝜗𝜚

fang x reader (fluff/angst:3)

uhh lil announcement

for y/n I'm gonna use the name 'jane doe' (leaving google explanation here) -Jane Doe is a pseudonym used when a woman's true identity is concealed or unknown.

I'm too lazy to put the / all the time.

requested by: 11_Asmodeus_Lover_22! shout-out to them for being my first request <3

fang angst/fluff!!

NO ONE'S POV

Jane sipped at the bubble tea she was holding when the cinema shutter lowered down  with a loud thud. and Fang let out a soft gasp as he let it fall. "That shit weighs a lot," he said jokingly, flexing his muscles.

She rolled my eyes.

"So now we have the cinema all for ourselves?" She squeaked eagerly.

Fang nodded and they entered inside using a window. Fang turned on the lights. It was weird, to see the cinema completely black. It was almost eerie.

"So, what film do ya wanna see?" He asked with a smile.  A genuine one.

Jane loved Fang's smile just as much as she loved him.

"Uhh... Whatev-." Before Jane could even respond he took them to one of the staff rooms. It was full of CDs. Of everything.

She had never seen such a big collection. She was amazed. Fang grinned.

"Those are a lot of films." Jane said, amazed.

"Heh, right, aren't they? But we haven't got Jack Chan's ones." He said annoyed.

Jane giggled. "What should we watch then?"

"Since it's almost Halloween we should watch something spooky." (in my head it's  october stfu)

"You better not scare the shit outta me with those gory ass movies..." She said gulping.

"Nahh... I'd rather not. Let's watch something like... Coraline? I looked around your Instagram profile and you cosplayed her." He giggled. Jane giggled too, that was not Coraline, she was Ai from WEP.

"Coraline brings me back bad memories." She said with a sigh.

"Huh? What kinda memories?" Fang picked up an unused corn bowl to make popcorn and trew it in the microwave. Pew, pew pew, the corn in the microwave.

"I used to watch it with my father." She smiled. "I watched it. Not my father, he didn't even look at it. He was on his phone I guess."

Fang's smile faded as he took the popcorn out of the microwave. The light was buzzing creating a warm and quiet atmosphere.

"Why that?"
"He probably had something better to do." Jane felt her throat dry; she hated talking about her father.

She sat on the ground. Fang put the popcorn on a desk, leaving  it there.

"Well, that's some shitty behaviour. How many times did he do that?" Fang asked sitting beside you.

"Every time. I can't remember a day that he complimented me or gave me a gift. He never came to pick me up at school, he didn't come to parent's day." Jane put her head on Fang's shoulder.

"Why am I telling you this tho.. it's so random. We should watch the film."

"I think making you feel better is more important than the film." Jane now felt a mixture of warmth and sadness wash over her; her crush really cares, but the memory of her father is still  in her throat, like a knife.

Jane's eyes watered and Fang got alarmed.

"Oh.. you're crying? Jane?" He asked caressing her back.

A tear fell down her cheek.

"I must look so.. fragile right now, don't I?"

"Your father is a bitch." Fang picked her up and put her on his lap, making her sit. She gulped.

"You don't deserve him." He put his head on your clavicle.

She smiled as she stayed warm in his embrace. It was wonderful.
Flickering lights and Fang's breath on her neck, the faint smell of popcorns in the desk near them.

"Don't cry."

"I won't."

Fang wrapped his arms around her hips, caressing her stomach. Drawing soft circles with his hand around it.
"Fang..." She said, but she took it back. She was in a fragile state. She wanted to be clear when confessing her feelings to Fang.

Fang Fang Fang. He was the boy Jane always wrote about in  her notes app, he was the one who she always  thought about while making cookies, he was the one she loved she loved so much that she'd kill for (ok maybe not lol).

And now she was there, laying on his lap. Like a baby.

Poor little girl.

Fang kissed her neck from behind. He was blushing like crazy; "What will she think of me now?" He asked. What if she didn't like that? Those thoughts were tormenting his mind. But there he was, so chill. He loved her smell, her perfume was filling his head.

Jane blushed like crazy too. She couldn't believe that. Was he drunk?

"I'm sorry if.."

"No, go on." She whispered under her breath. She was unable to think, just the thought of Fang made her faint and now she's laying on his lap as he kissed her.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry..."

"It's not your fault, Jane." His eyes were eerie. They were looking at her hand which he was holding the whole time thru it.

"Your dad was a bitch. I know how you feel." Fang caressed her hair.

"But it's over now, isn't it? You're here in my arms, safe. Don't stress to much, alright? Let's go watch whatever film you'd like." Jane smiled and they got up.

Their gaze locked. Like a key or sum (I can't write). And there Fang kissed her. It was wonderful.

Like the smell of  popcorns at 8:00 PM, when the cinema is closed and you're alone with the one you love.

A/N

this was so rushed sorry it's 9 PM and I'm tired (I'll try writing a better one but it would take me MONTHS)

anyway I got a kiss today!!! woo hoo !!

next is gonna be the edgar dating headcanon (I'll do them today ig)

have a nice day/night! mwwah!