And You Disappeared (K Project X Reader)

21: Cats and Wet Dogs Part 1

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Your P.O.V.

"Are you warm enough?"

"I can bundle you up tighter if you like?"

"Do you want me to get you a different coat?"

The sweet tone of Tatara's voice sounded like a faint melody that was just now being able to reach my ears. My head tilted downwards, my (f/c) and (e/c) eyes watching as his nimble fingers carefully rolled up the (f/c) woolen cuffs of my coat.

His soft brown eyes reflected the windows of the bar, each rain drop that decorated the glass reflecting themselves in the honeyed-brown color of the young man's eyes. His expression was soft. Forlorn and sleepy even. His eyes and the brows above them were quite normal and relaxed yet his lips were drawn in and tight almost as if he was in a pout. And knowing our current situation; he probably was.

"I'm warm, I promise" I assure Tatara, the very corners of my lips drawing upwards as I spoke. I reached my hand out, the (skin tone) smooth skin of my hand eventually reaching Tatara's ashy blonde locks as I patted his head gently. He had done this to me so many times, and each time was successful. Now I could only hope that my attempts would be successful as well.

Tatara looked upwards, his forlorn expression turning into that of a clear pout, bottom lip out and all. "I just don't want you to go by yourself," Tatara spoke in a whiny tone. His blonde bangs swept in front of his brown eyes as he leaned more into my small hand. "I don't think it's safe, and you could get sick in the rain" The young man explained, turning his face away from the view of my bright (f/c) and (e/c) eyes as small whimper-like groans left his lips.

"But...I suppose I'm just being a worried father" Tatara spoke. His hot breath was felt against my hand, his eyelashes brushing ever so slightly against my palm. It put me at ease.

"Don't worry Tatara, It's not too far away, and you should get some rest" I point out, almost in a scolding tone as I bend forward at the waist, my smile becoming brighter. A chuckle reaches my ears from across the room. It was small and light-hearted and it came from the brown-eyed bartender behind his polished wooden counter.

"Ah, it looks like little dove is giving the advice now, hm?" Izumo teased from his spot hidden behind the safety of his counter. "I wasn't expecting such a turn of events~" he grinned, brown eyes almost seeming to twinkle behind his tinted purple glasses that framed his face so well.

A laugh left my lips at the comment. Tatara turned his head quickly, his pouty lips that had once been felt against my hand now turned away from me, his narrowed eyes directed towards the teasing bartender. "I'm just worried about our (Y/n)" Tatara stated with a wag of his finger. "She could get sick with a cold!" he exasperated with a pout.

Tatara placed both of his hands on his knees, his honeyed-brown eyes closing as he hoisted himself up straight, joints cracking and popping for only just a moment. "It's not bad that I'm worrying" Tatara countered towards Izumo, giving the still smiling bartender a teasing faint smile. "I just don't want anything to happen is all" He explained, his smile growing brighter towards me as his hands found their way to my neck, his fingers adjusting the new (f/c) collar that decorated my (skin color) neck.