CrushxReader One-Shots

~Poster Boy~

F/c: Fictional Crush (could be a celebrity, character, etc.)
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"Do you really have to put that up?" C/n whined as I motioned for him to give me another piece of tape.

"Yeah, I do. It's good inspiration for my dreams." 

He pinched my side at my joke, and I swatted at his hand. Smoothing out the poster of F/c, I stood back to admire it as I heard C/n huff behind me.

"You know, if you needed a picture of the love of your life, you could've just asked me."

I turned around and gave him a cheeky smile, "It's ok. This one was really easy to find, actually."

I motioned toward the poster as he glared at me.

"First, it was those damn stuffed animals taking up your bed, and now it's a poster of F/c taking up your walls," he glared at me, "You really know how to make me happy."

Laughing at his indignant tone of voice, I waved away his concerns, "You already know you're my favorite. B/f/n gave me this as a gift, it'd be very rude not to use it."

"Uh-huh," he stated sarcastically. "Just don't get too attached 'cause it might magically disappear one day."

I shot him a glare. "Don't you dare C/n."

He shrugged innocently. His eyes lit up as an idea came to him.

"Does this mean I get to hang up a picture of—" he began.

I quickly cut off his line of thinking, "No."

He smirked, clearly amused.

"Wow, Y/n, talk about double standards."

I rolled my eyes, "It's different."

He chuckled as he hauled me down into his lap on my bed. He sat on the edge, his legs hanging off over the side as I sat across his body, my legs stretched out in front of me. I couldn't help but admire his core strength as he held both of us up.

"I was just kidding. You know there isn't even— Hey, don't give me that look." He pinched my nose in an attempt to get the expression off my face.

"What look?"

It was my turn to look at him innocently as he rolled his eyes.

"So, what costume gets you going? Should I dress up as a gladiator?"

C/n tilted his head to the side, mulling over ideas in his head.

"Funny. Doesn't matter what you wear, I'm not replacing the poster."

He sighed as he dropped his head to my shoulder, "It was worth a try."

I laughed as I affectionately patted his head, his body curling further into mine. I probably was gonna get tired of the poster and take it down after a bit, but he didn't need to know that yet.