Owari no Seraph One Shoots And Boyfriend Scenarios (Complete)

Guren Ichinose x reader

A/N: This is in the honor of the recent comment spam I got, which really made me happy, so I decided to post one last chapter that has been in progress for so long that I don't even remember beginning to write it. The fact that I've originally only written the title and one word didn't help either. Also, since I almost forgot the character, I do hope this whole thing is not too OOC. I had to read through all the bf scenarios and one-shots to get "into it". I'm just sorry that I stopped writing this, though. I have to say, I had some good ideas. Sometimes I failed to deliver them, and sometimes not, but all in all, I'm happy how this turned out. A lot has happened in my life since the last time I've published anything, as well. I'm going to college next year, I'm already preparing. America really has a lot of demands when it comes to international students. I mean, applying to colleges like Harvard or MIT is a real pain in the ass, but I'll manage. I always do. I also hope to finish the project I'm working on currently so you guys can read it and keep up with my work as well. Basically what I wanted to accomplish with this chapter is to compare my current writing style to the one I had back when I started this book, which I don't even know when it happened. Honestly, I feel like such an old lady. Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you, to all the people who read, re-read and comment on this because it means a lot to hear your opinion, even if it's bad. Without criticism, we cannot progress and prosper, right? I'll get into writing now, so pray for me, guys!

Also, a few warnings, there is some sensitive content, mentions of violence, sexual crimes, as well as swearing, so if you're not comfortable with that I'm sorry.

~ Sara

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Guren Ichinose x reader

Why would anyone in their right mind send him to the library, he didn't know. He also didn't know how in the name of all the living things on this God-forsaken planet, out of all the places, out of all the rooms, out of all cities, right in that moment, their freaking LIBRARY was attacked. Now, let me rewind a bit and explain what has happened. You might be confused a bit. But as confused as you are, I must say, you aren't as confused as Guren has been for the past 48 hours.

To start from the beginning, it would be too long and too... Well, impossible. But I'll cut to the point... Right after some random ramblings and nonsense. Well, nonsense to you, anyway. Confused and scared, left with the most useless person he could find himself with, his beloved weapon broken somehow, by the hand of the amazingly idiotic partner he got, Guren was just plain lost. He sat in the library, back pressed to the wall, staring at the barricades of bookshelves he's been able to build, with zero help from his so-called aid. He wanted to replay his whole life like they say happens when you're about to die, but it just isn't happening. He clearly isn't dying. Yet, anyway.

He could only replay the dreaded two days and his most regretting decisions. He closed his eyes and just tried to push away the image of the mess next to him.

He could still see her in that dress. Emerald green satin skirt cascading and flowing around her long, silky legs, ones he just wanted to taint with his hand, while the black corset pushed her breasts up, making them appear as soft and as firm as he wanted them to be. The necklace, or the silver pendant to be precise, that rested upon them was something he wanted to check out, pick up, all as an excuse to feel the skin of her perfect décolletage. Her hair was falling around her shoulders, shining under the artificial lights in the room. She was perfection. One amongst the hundred women that surrounded him at that moment.

The wedding was meant to happen later, but some guests, crucial at that, said they couldn't make it, and so it was moved. The military official that was getting married was rather chirpy for a man doomed to a forever with the same woman. In Guren's opinion anyway. Yet, when he looked at the woman that sat just a few tables away, he found himself imaging having her forever only to himself. Having her legs wrap around his waist at any moment he liked, without anyone seeing it as weird, he wanted her hands on him, and his hands on her, not just once or twice. Long term. Forever if possible. She was smiling, beautifully at that. Her lips were subtly painted, not drawing too much attention, seeing as the dress got all of it anyway, but her lips were tempting nonetheless. Her face was glowing as she chatted with the bride, they appeared to be close. The music which was playing in the background changed, and all of a sudden, people around him started getting up and moving towards the dancefloor. Couples were holding to each other, enjoying the jolly atmosphere of the endless love that weddings brought. Guren stood up, gulping down the rest of his drink, and walked towards the table where she was at. Her eyes were fixed on the couples dancing, smiling like always, her perfect lips stretched enough to accentuate the sharp cheekbones that adorned her face.