sirius black x reader oneshots

Fifty (Requested)

Requested by @abbychristinej

(This is sort of a continuation of Five [ik... that was like last year... so crazy] so if you haven't read that... idk do whatever you want \_(^_^)_/)

*WARNING*
Some foul language is used
Proceed with caution lol

     "Please (Y/N), please (Y/N), pl–"
"SIRIUS! LEAVE ME THE BLOODY F*CK ALONE! Merlin!" You yelled, getting a few withering looks from passersby.
"... please?"
"Sirius..." you fought to keep your voice calm. "I will not–will not–go out with you!"
"Why?"
The question stopped you.
"Why not?" He repeated, his grey eyes calculating.
You wanted to take the time to construct an intellectual response, but you didn't want to take too much time. Sirius would just assume there was no reason. But there was a reason.
"Because... I've seen the way you treat girls. They latch onto you and you... you just let them. You play along for a day or so, making them feel special... making them feel better than the rest. But once they get boring or too attached...? Bam. You dump them. I have more respect for myself than that."
"I..."
"Your reputation precedes you, Sirius. You want to win me over? Prove that you're not the douchebag everyone says you are."
Sirius was speechless.
"Did... did you just agree to go out with me?" He asked cautiously.
"No. You agreed to prove you're not a douche."
"Mm... I'm pretty sure–"
"Black, if you don't watch your tongue I'm taking back my offer."
      "Yes, ma'am."

     In the days leading up to the Hogsmeade trip, Sirius was nothing but a gentleman. He held open doors, offered to carry your books, glared at people who looked at you the wrong way. He was like your own personal guard dog. (A/N: Hehehhehe)
     You had to admit... he was kind of growing on you.
     On the day of the trip, Sirius met you by the doors out of the castle.
     "After you," he gestured to the door.
     You walked out and felt a blast of cold air.
     "Where are we going?" You questioned, walking ahead.
     "Three Broomsticks. Unless you don't want to," he chuckled.
     "No, that's fine. I should have enough money for some Butte–"
     Sirius put a hand on your arm as you reached for your pocket.
     "Nope. It's on me." He flashed a quick smirk and continued walking.

     You gratefully took off your coat when the warmth of the bar hit you.
     Sirius gestured to a table and told you he'd be right back. You told him what you wanted to drink. Butterbeer, (hot/frozen).
     As you waited, (F/N), your good friend from your house, jogged over to you.
     "Hello stranger," he winked.
     "Merlin's knickers, (F/N)! You scared me half to death!" You clutched a hand to your heart, laughing.
      "I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!" He grinned.
     "A whole Christmas Break. Sure feels like forever," you smiled.
     You spotted Sirius walking back over to you. He was glaring at (F/N).
     "Well? Where's my hug?" (F/N) pouted.
     You wrapped your arms around your friend. You squeezed him tightly, but he was ripped out of your grasp. Sirius had pulled him away, glaring at him. Jealousy flashed in his stormy eyes.
     "Sirius? What's wro–"
     "(Y/N). I've been trying to show you that I can be a good guy. And now you're just ignoring me for him?"
     You couldn't help it. You laughed.
     "Sirius we're just friends. We–"
     You couldn't finish your sentence. Sirius had roughly pressed his lips against yours, silencing your reasoning and clouding your judgement. Instead of pulling away, you gripped him tightly and felt his hair fall through your fingers. It was soft and smooth. You liked the feeling of his hand on your waist. The other hand was pressed to your neck, his thumb stroking your jaw. He had strong arms. You were suddenly aware of his height. How much you had to stand on your toes. How he leaned down to reach you. How you leaned into his touch. You didn't want a sliver of air between you two. His lips were surprisingly soft. He smelled like the Gryffindor Common Room. Like fire. Like home. He was warm. Everywhere, he was warm. It was like he radiated heat.
     You were perfectly molded to him. It was as if you had been made for him. And he had been made for you.
     You finally broke apart, panting.
     (F/N) awkwardly cleared his throat.
     "Well then. Sirius, mate, treat her right. If I hear anything..." he let the unspoken threat hang in the air.
     "Gotcha."
     (F/N) waved goodbye and walked away. Sirius was smirking to himself.
     "What?"
     "Nothing..."
     "What?"
     "I win."
    

   Me throughout this entire Oneshot: Must finish... must... finish...... FINISH

   HEY GUYS!
   I'm back! Yay!
  'Back? From what?'
   Did you guys really not notice my obvious break from Wattpad??
   I had track camp this week. I got 26'04" in triple Jump but I think I might have lightly sprained my ankle (oops). I also tried shotput for the first time and got 15'02" with an 8 lb ball. My coach said I probably could've gotten farther. Anyway, I ended up placing in a bunch of events, and I won the relay race for my relay team.
  When the points were tallied, my team won (woohoo)
   Anyway, that was fun.
   Sorry I've neglected you guys.
   IM BACK THO IZ GUCCI FAM (that's what my Speed and Agility instructor Dan says... he's rubbing off on me shit)
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