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I have the gay for mahou,,, reader and mahou are the same age probs around 19 and in college

Uta Mahou / NoeltheMortalFate x Reader

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Mahou doesn't like to admit it.

At times, he questions his own sexual identity, but he had confirmed it many times now. He prefers being a boy, and he's aromatic.

But why does he feel a bit iffy seeing his friend, (y/n), roll around with a stuffed toy version of his annoyinh as fuck brother?

Sulking slightly, he glared at the Masaie plush, condemning it to hell and back, then back to hell.

/Masaie: i feel murderous intent/

"(y/n), you know how I feel about Masaie..." Mahou groaned, disgusted at the thing that was being embraced ever so lovingly.

"I know but... But I can't understand why!" the (h/c) head sighed, ruffling her hair.

"What don't you understand- he's filthy, he's repulsive and he probably kidnaps children!" Mahou explained for umpteenth time this day.

(y/n) stared at him, deadpanning. Refuting, "Excuse you! He's graceful, he's gentle and he is probably the most well-liked man for children!"

"He's creepy!"

"He's sensitive!"

"He's a demon!"

"But his kindness is of an angel!"

The banter went on and on, the two sides refusing to give up. They yelled and screamed at each other.

To (y/n), he's a kind upperclassman who is literally the senpai of her dreams. Husband material, even. But her darling friend, Uta Mahou, loves disrupting her fantasies of ever being close to Masaie way too often.

"Do you want me to show you how his search history is filled with-"

"Gross! Gross! Gross! Why do you even know that shit?!"

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Recalling today's fight whether Masaie was a good guy or not, Mahou sighed. Handing the customer their baggage back, Mahou felt the guilt coming back to him.

In his frustration, he gathered strength in his skinny limbs and forced the Masaie doll to severe itself. The orange head felt an overwhelming sense of achievement, but that feeling of joy was quickoy replaced with the dread.

Add to the fact (y/n) was Ella's second cousin to her mother's side, they were both very scary.

And Mahou did what any weasel would do, he scampered the fuck out of the room and went to the convenience store he worked at.

It's been about four months, and the issue still hasn't been resolved yet. (y/n) did very obvious attempts in avoiding Mahou, signifying her disdain for him.

The orange headed hobo felt at a loss. He doesn't really care what people thought about him or not, but this very much infatuated with his stupid brother friend of his - 's opinion of him was very important to him.

So, with a cutely wrapped (f/color) gift in the bag, he sighed and knocked on her dorm door. She instantly replied.

Mahou, being the ever bashful and sulky hobo neko he is, shoved the gift in her face.

Moments later, coupled with harsh glares towards Mahou's back, (y/n) finally opened her gift.

Woah-

A stuffed toy version of Mahou, in the real.

To say (y/n) was surprised is an understatement. She was probably pulling a look mixed with memes and doublechins, which means, a very funny face to look at.

"Woah, Mahou, this is-"

"Shut up idiot. I just don't want your ass crying about my stupid brother." He huffed, turning his back on the girl.

With a sly smirk, (y/n) encircled her arms around Mahou's thin waist, and mumbled. "Now I have a new Uta I can worship and give my attention to."

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"NANI-"