Wally Darling AU oneshots

Lovesick Wally 『 Gift 』

[𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲]

No one. Me again, I'm just in the winter spirit even if it ain't no winter yet.

[𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬]

Nothing

[𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭]

493

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Y/n pushed open their apartment door, exhausted from yet another chaotic day at work, especially now, right in the thick of the holiday season. All they wanted was to collapse into bed and ignore everything, Christmas, obligations, everything until the morning. They dropped their keys on the counter, kicked off their shoes, and shuffled down the hall, ready to plop into bed.

But as they opened their bedroom door, they stopped dead in their tracks.

There, in the middle of their bed, was a sneaky intruder, specifically Lovesick, wrapped like a Christmas gift in crimson satin, a large overly festive bow across his chest. He lay there, arms folded behind his head, wearing a smirk that was at once endearing and now completely infuriating.

"Well, well. " Lovesick drawled, his voice dripping with playful charm. "I hope you didn't already have a gift this year, because I thought you might appreciate something... irreplaceable."

Y/n stared at him, expression blank, though the telltale warmth spreading across their cheeks betrayed them. They let out a slow breath, hands on their hips. "Lovey." They sighed, trying their best to keep their voice steady. "What are you doing here?"

"Why, being festive, of course!" He replied, his heart eyes gleaming with amusement. He tilted his head and gave a little pout, adding, "Thought you could use some holiday cheer after a long day. Aren't you going to... unwrap me?"

They rolled their own eyes, though they couldn't ignore the faint blush creeping up their neck. "I'm not dealing with this tonight." They turned and headed back out of the bedroom.

He blinked, his confident smile faltering slightly as he watched them go. "Wait, where are you going?" he called out, straining against the silky fabric wrapped around him.

"To sleep." They replied with a yawn, grabbing a pillow and blanket from the hall closet before plopping onto the couch. They tucked themselves in, facing away from the hallway.

Lovesick was silent for a moment before he let out a mock-offended huff. "You're really just going to leave me all... wrapped up like this?"

He started rolling around in bed, letting out a sad whine as he realized he couldn't even untie himself in this state, seeing that was supposed to be their job. And now he was stuck in a less fun way than anticipated.

"Goodnight."

"Not even a goodnight kiss?"

"Goodnight. Lovey." They said more firmly, trying to keep their voice indifferent.

They could practically feel him pouting from across the apartment. But even with the exasperation, they couldn't deny that a smile tugged at their lips. And that faint blush? It wasn't going anywhere.

Y/n rolled over on the couch, covering their face to muffle the chuckle they couldn't quite hold back.

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( •͈ᴗ•͈)◞ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠
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