My Time at Portia scenarios! Reader X Characters

💙𝓐𝓻𝓵𝓸 ~𝓢𝓲𝓬𝓴💙

(ArloXreader)

It was wintertime. Your favorite season. You loved the snow and the chilly weather. You also enjoyed the food the round table served during the chilly season. Unfortunately, being a builder can also has its effects on your favorite season. During these chilly months, you stay inside most of the time enjoying the warmth of your small home while reading a book.

You sighed as you took another one of Mars commisions, realizing you had to go to the hazardous ruins to fetch the desired item. Thankfully Mars didn't need the item untill next week, so you were considered lucky. Being excited to have a whole week break to yourself. You adjusted your scarf as the wind began to blew stronger and stronger.

"(Name)!" yelled a familiar voice. You looked up to see your one of your closest friend, Remington. He was running down the stairs twords you, panting a little. You could see his smile peeking out from his scarf. "Hey Remi, what's up?" you asked, smiling, happy to see him. "Just wanted to know if you want to hang out at the HQ with me and Sam." Remington replied, smiling. "Of course I will." You said, a little amused that he came looking for you, just to ask. Walking with Remington up the stairs to the building, feeling the cold air against your skin.

As you and Remington got there, you see Sam struggling to scoop snow out from the entrance of the headquarters. You and Remington ran over to help Sam with the snow, grabbing the extra shovels. "The door got jammed by the snow, so thank goodness you both came here on time." Sam said, as Remington chuckled. "You already did half of the work! I'm glad you haven't froze to death out here." You replied, as she just laughed. "(Name), you know how strong I an against anything simple as this." She giggled, as you smiled, just shaking your head. The door finally managed to open, having some icicles fall off. Sam, Remington, and you took off their coats and scarfs throwing them on a nearby table, being a little careless, since it was way too hot in the room. "Where's Arlo?" You asked glancing around the empty room. "Probably doing his patrols." Sam said, looking at the time. Remington brought over 3 cups of hot chocolate, making you drool a little at the delicious, sweet, smell. "Thanks." Sam said, as she took her cup, sipping it. "Thank you Remi." You replied, sipping your cup as well.

For the next hour, you, Remington, and Sam played a game of darts, (which Sam won, leaving Remingon in last place of course,) and some board games. The door suddenly was kicked open to reveal a snow covered Arlo. "The snow and crazy wind are picking up again. Best not to go out in this crazy weather." Alro said, voice muffled from his scarf. "Alright, come join us after you have your bath or whatever," Sam said, offering her smile, as Remington nodded brightly. "We'll take a break on patrols as well." He said, as Sam mentally cheered. Arlo then left to change out of his clothes, as you slightly snorted. "You two are terrible." You said smiling, as Sam and Remington bursted out laughing. "We couldn't help it." Remington replied grinning, and you simply just smiled.

Sam then took out a deck of cards, deciding to play a few rounds of goldfish. Remington mostly tricked Sam into thinking he didn't have any pairs, as you couldn't help but laugh at the two. Arlo then came over, sitting next to you, clearing his throat. It sounded a bit raspy, which generally concerned you more than it should. Sam was too busy trying to cheat, looking at Remington's cards, as he laughed, falling out of his chair, holding his cards close to his chest. You felt Arlo sit closer to you, reaching over, getting his cup of tea. You could practically feel the heat coming off of him. "Hey," you suddenly said, turning to him. "Hm?" He grunted out, voice too raspy to talk correctly. "You sound sick. Let me get you some soup." You said, immediately getting up, going to the table, heating up the liquid food, before eventually coming back. Just as you were about to feed him, he stopped you. "I can feed myself." He grunted out, before turning to the side, coughing. "Definitely not in this condition you're not." You said, feeding him, as he sighed, just taking the sips from the spoon. Remington and Sam were too busy to even acknowledge you, nor Arlo that moment.

Eventually, Arlo had finished drinking the soup, still a bit embarrassed about the whole situation. "See, not so bad, right? Now, just take some medicine, and go to bed, and you should be fine tommorow." You said, too busy digging through your bag, to notice Arlo starring at you. He suddenly tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, holding your chin, making you look at him. He wiped your bottom lip with his thumb, getting rid of the chocolate stain, making you blush madly. "You sure are a bit messy." Arlo teased, voice better and clearer than earlier. "You're going to kill me one day." You said, holding his hand, embarrassed, as he chuckled. "Maybe this fever will kill me first before I can." Arlo replied, grinning, as you smacked his arm playfully. "Stop joking like that! And you're supposed to go to sleep!" You said, blushing lots still, pulling him up, dragging him to his room, before the both of you stumbled, tripping, landing right on Arlo's bed, you two right next to eachother.

You let out a small yelp, before looking at Arlo, his cheeks a light tint of pink. You both sit up quickly, awkward about the situation. "I'm guessing this is what you ment by sleeping? By making me trip on to my own bed?" Alro joked, as you just nodded quickly, too shy to speak. "I'm not the best at these things." You replied, blushing madly once again. "How about just some cuddling? It's a little chilly." Arlo murmured, as You grinned, nodding. You two laid next to eachother, as Arlo wrapped an arm around you, hugging you tight. "I know this is sudden and all, and I appreciate all you do for me these past couple of years but... I just wanted to say, I want to do this more... be with you like this, make you smile, hear your laughs...will you be mine?" Arlo murmured, as his voice was a bit hoarse. "Yes, of course! But you forgot the heart knot dummy." You giggled, as he groaned. "Whatever, I'll give it to you tommorow." He said, kissing your cheek. "Does this mean I can say I Love you?" You said, smiling, as he just grinned, shaking his head. "Yes, and I love you."