My Little Princeton (Chazz x Reader Oneshot)

Chapter 1

"How about Mobius and Raiza?" you ask, holding up two cards with a grin.

"Go for it. You'll need those Monarchs to keep up with me tomorrow," Chazz replies in a slightly condescending tone. The two of you were paired up by Dr. Crowler for tomorrow's Tag Duel exam, a test that comprises 10% of your final grade for the semester. In an effort to ensure a favorable result, Chazz and you agreed to meet up in his dorm room  to construct powerful Decks with unstoppable synergy.

The two of you sit side by side on Chazz's bed, backs against the wall, suggesting cards to each other back and forth. You're not the best of friends, but you know each other well enough to chat and eat lunch together, and you've developed a bit of an unspoken rivalry through countless Duels and small, silly competitions. Even this partnership holds competitive undertones, you're sure, for neither of you wants to appear as if you're being carried whatsoever by the other during tomorrow's test.  You've grown well accustomed to Chazz's abrasive manner of speaking, and are one of the few students at Duel Academy willing to engage in a fit of bickering with the Chazz. The other students tease you regularly for this, but you're quick to brush it off.

That being said, on more than one occasion you've found your thoughts drifting to Chazz seemingly out of nowhere. It always began innocently enough--the way his slender fingers moved when drawing a card, his sly smirk when teasing you about something irritatingly insignificant--but soon you'd find yourself lost in a maelstrom of increasingly lewd musings. Sometimes you couldn't help but wonder how those fingers would feel caressing your cheeks, your lips, your--

"Well, dork, care to take on the Chazz in a test match?"

Startled out of your thoughts, you nod, blushing.

"What's your problem?" Chazz asks, his signature smirk plastered across his face.

"Nothing, loser. Let's duel," you respond, shuffling your Deck.

Unsurprisingly, you emerge victorious. Chazz may be a decent Duelist, but you're much more attuned to the metagame and can easily defeat most of the other students at Duel Academy. Your placement in Obelisk Blue was no mistake, for you strive to be the best at what you do.

"Y-you cheater! You just got lucky this time," Chazz stammers, failing to lose gracefully as usual.

"Yeah? Guess I got lucky last time we dueled, too. And the time before that..."

"Shut up!" Chazz turns away, clearly red in the face.

"You started it," you respond, reaching out to pat his shoulder in consolation.

Startled, the still-crimson Chazz turns his head to face you. "Don't touch me," he says, plucking your hand off his black uniform and tossing it aside. You've given him consolation pats before, but this is the first time you've done so within the confines of his dorm room, and you can tell it unsettles him. You suspect his mind has been wandering to the same place yours has.

Without hesitating, you reach your hand out again, this time patting his head. His spiky black hair is softer than you had imagined, causing you to lose any remorse for the ulterior motives surrounding this little joke. You realize this is your chance to finally act upon those nights spent imagining "what if," to finally secure the Chazz as your own. His feelings are no secret to you--he's always blushed a bit too easily at your taunts, always seemed a bit too eager to challenge you in Duel after Duel, even though he's only ever taken a single game off you.

"Cut it out! I mean it!" Chazz grabs your hand again, but this time lets it linger, stunned.

Determined to make your move, you've already closed the distance between the two of you. Your face now rests mere inches from his, your noses almost touching. Sweat beads glisten on Chazz's forehead, and his eyes dart elsewhere instinctively, determined to not grant you the satisfaction of meeting your gaze. His hand still rests atop yours, his fingers tensing slightly out of nervousness. "G-go away," he mutters, turning redder with each second.