Gintama x Reader One Shots

Sakamoto Tatsuma x Reader: Having Fun

"You're too serious, (F/N)-chan! Relax for once!"

(F/N) slammed her hand on his desk. "Do you seriously think that's the first time I've heard that, Tatsuma? Having fun is overrated!"

(F/N) currently sat on the desk of Sakamoto Tatsuma, staring down the man in question. He was surrounded by paperwork, head on his desk, staring up at her with big eyes and a pencil mustache. Most people would laugh at the sight, or at least crack a smile. (F/N) just scowled.

"I don't have time for this," she muttered. "Finish your paperwork."

Sakamoto raised his head, propping his chin in his hand. His mustache clattered to the ground, and for a moment, (F/N) thought he would protest. However, he just frowned, and got to work.

"Having fun is overrated, huh?" he muttered.

~o0o~

'I want you to watch that idiot, and don't let him slack off.'

That was the job description Mutsu had given her. (F/N) hadn't known what kind of 'idiot' she expected, but she certainly hadn't expected the spectacular mess that was Sakamoto Tatsuma. He never worked, snuck out of the ship, and constantly tried to chase girls. If it wasn't for the story Mutsu told her, (F/N) wouldn't believe he was captain of the ship.

Really, the job was perfect for (F/N). Lists, books, and schoolwork had been her whole childhood. She couldn't remember ever playing with dolls, or laughing with friends. She couldn't imagine life without perfect order, though she had to admit, she felt something stinging in her chest every time she saw Sakamoto smile or laugh.

If only he wasn't so annoying.

"Tatsuma!" (F/N) snapped. "Go to bed! If you're out partying again, you're gonna sleep past your alarm!"

She grabbed ahold of his hair, pulling him forcibly to his bedroom. He'd tried to sneak out again. She didn't know why, and she didn't care.

"Ahahaha!" he laughed to himself, "I've been caught!"

(F/N) growled. "It's nothing to laugh about."

He dug his heels into the ground, trying to slow her progress. "Wait a minute! Don't you think it would be better for my sleep if I exhausted myself first?"

"Your alarm, Tatsuma?"

"Forcing me to sleep isn't going to help with why it disappears every morning."

(F/N) groaned, and threw him into his room. "Go and change."

"Are you going to stand out there the whole time?"

"Do you promise not to sneak out?"

"Ahahaha..."

He slowly shut the door. Minutes later, he emerged in blue-striped pajamas.

"All done!"

"Lovely. And you feel the need to show me why?"

With his signature laugh, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her into his room.

"Wait, Tatsuma! What—"

He threw her on the bed, and pinned her there.

"I was thinking...you said before that fun is overrated." His hands fell to her sides. "That must mean you've never had fun, right?"

"Tatsuma, what are you going to do?"

"Tickle you, of course."

That was not what she was expecting.