Fire Emblem x Reader

Tsubaki x Reader

Beware. I'm dropping a LOT of references to a lot of things. And I've used them before so you may know them.

Modern AU

He's.....perfect.

I'm the Earth and he's the glorious sun. His read hair tied up in a ponytail. His eyes are just gorgeous. He is good at sports and people like him. He outrageously smart.

But even though he appears perfect, is there something? Something imperfect about him? You don't know why, but you feel like he has one major flaw. And you want to protect it.

You walk up to Tsubaki like you do on your morning routine to get to first period. It was the longest transition because it was ten minutes instead of five, meaning you could talk to your crush. And he always had a watch to be perfectly on time.

"Ah, (Your name), impeccable timing."

"Yeah, always when I need to see you."

"Hmm?"

"Nothing!"

You blush and frantically wave your hands to signify it meant nothing. He just quizzically stared at you. 

"Well, alright then. Is something the matter?"

"I was just wondering....and this isn't a normal question....if you have any flaws? Ihighlydoubtitwithyoubeingsoperfectbut-"

He put up his hand to tell you To stop. You obviously at the end there were talking to fast for him to understand. Or maybe he could because he has perfect hearing.

"No, I don't believe I do."

"That's what I thought."

He couldn't help but smile at you then check his watch. He had to head for his advance mathematics class and you needed to head to History. 

Time Skip to Lunch

You and Tsubaki has the same lunch, so he would always sit near you. Nesr wbign the key word. He just had so many friends that lunch he didn't have time for you. And that's okay. You have the next class with him and you get to talk to him in the mornings. That's enough, right? Would that be enough?

But the beginning of your day was horrible As well as filled with bullying during every transition and every class. You were humiliated so much it broke your heart. Badly.

You got out a journal and began writing a word in bubble letters. The word imperfect. That's what you were. You weren't perfect and all you had were flaws. You just wanted a normal life, but apparently you weren't perfect enough. And everybody hates you. Everyhting about you makes them want to die...

You start filling the word with little designs and patterns when Tsubaki makes an entrance. He always was hot and would be a little dramatic, probably for the girls who would swoon over him. Not Hana, of course, but his little fangirls.

You look at him and smile back when he flashes you one, then you go back to your drawing. The one good thing about you so that you were and artist, so you're impeccable art said imperfection. Because you were.

Tsubaki got a glance of your notebook. He saw the little doodles only at first, but then he read the little note you had in the corner. You wrote the words I'm not perfect, like him. He looked at the designs again and saw they were confined Tom letters that spelled imperfect.

He stopped right there abruptly. You didn't notice. He took your journal away and you turned around to see Tsubaki giving you a perplexed yet scolding look.

"(Your name), what's this?"

"Just a Word."

"It's an ugly word."

"Yeah, well it's true. I'm imperfect, unlike you."

"(Your name)..."

"Seriously, why do you even hand around me when I have so many faults? When I'm so disfigured? When I'm....me?"

He blinked a few to,es Andy you wiped your eyes to prevent tears from flowing down your cheeks. Not happening. You aren't going to stooo so low as to wallow in self pity.

"Those bullies again, right?"

"Why does it matter? They're right anyways."

The whole cafeteria seemed to be staring at you because Tsubaki was talking to you. You MSU the ruining his perfect status.

"(Your na)-"

"Listen, you should probably just go with your friends and give me back the notebook. People are watching. I don't want to ruin your reputation..."

"My reputation?! Like that matters right now! I can't just leave you lost in thoughts and all alone, (Your name)!"

"Yes you can, and you should. Now please, I don't want the hurt to spread to you. I just need my notebook...."

"No."

He did leave, but he took the journal with him. You groaned internally as you felt a thousand eyes leave your person. 

You see, whenever you got bullied or were hurt, you'd write some words they'd say and make them all nice and pretty to seem innocent to people passing by. Most of the words on there you believed we're true, but some just didn't fit with your personality. Like teacher's pet or little miss  b#$&*. 

And yes, you wrote that's last one down.

Time skip to next class

You hadn't a purple crayola marker and were doodling on your hand because you hadn't any paper. Tsubaki sat next to you in this class.

He came in, sat down, and gave you your notebook. You flipped to the page that said imperfect and the little note was erased. You went to the next page and gasped at what you read.

In almost complete mimicry to your other words, but not quite because his handwriting was neater and he did it all in one pattern, were the words:

I love you

And there was a little code at the bottom of the page.