Yu Gi Oh -Oneshots- REQUESTS [CLOSED] (X Reader)

Marik X Reader

"Hey, Marik, look at this one! It's cool, right?" you eagerly held up a tropical flower print motorcycle helmet for your boyfriend to see.

"It's very... colourful," Marik tried, looking dubiously at it.

"I'm going to buy it!" you said happily, before bouncing away to the counter. Marik picked up a thick leather jacket from a shelf before following you. However, when he got there, he was slightly confused to find the queue empty, and you nowhere in sight.

Knowing your distractible nature, Marik figured that you had probably got sidetracked by something just as colourful as your new helmet. He paid quickly and left in search of you.

He found you browsing the paint samples for motorcycles, oohing and ahhing at the shiny colours on the rack. The helmet was still tucked securely under your arm, waiting to be purchased.

"Here you are," Marik spoke from behind you. You span around with a bright smile, one that made Marik wonder what was brighter- your smile or your helmet.

"What do you think? Pastel pink with yellow, or pastel yellow with pink accents?" you asked him, holding up two pastel colours testers.

"You're changing your bike colour?"

"Hoping to, yeah. So, which one?"

"Honestly, I think green would look better with the pink, but... I guess I prefer the pink base with accents." Marik answered truthfully.

"Hey, that's a good idea!" you said in wonder, ditching the yellow in favour of green. "Well, ya not like I'm doing it today, so I'm gonna go pay for this baby," you lifted up the helmet to demonstrate, "And I'll meet you outside?"

"Yeah, okay." Marik nodded.

After paying, you wandered outside into the summer sunshine, grimacing at the thought of having to wear a leather jacket in that heat.

"Marik!" You called, looking around for your Egyptian boyfriend. You spotted him, under the shade of the trees, where he stood leaning against his sleek black bike in his new jacket.

"Need a ride?" He asked as you strolled closer.

You cocked an eyebrow.

"Marik, we rode our bikes here together. And stop trying to look sexy- when someone that's already sexy tries to act sexy, it just ends up cringey."

"Ah... cringey?" Marik repeated.

"That's the only part you heard?" You laughed, putting your tropical helmet on, as well as getting your leather jacket out of your backpack.

Marik looked up at you quizzically.

"I said you're already sexy, so when you try to act sexy, it's cringey," you repeated, "...Idiot." You leant forward to peck your boyfriend on the cheek.

"You think I'm sexy?" He beamed, eyes sparkling.

"If you're not careful, I'll change it to cute," you teased, getting on your bike and starting the engine before Marik could say any more. He followed suit, and the two of you drove away from the motorbike store and towards your shared apartment.

"...Seriously, you think I'm sexy?" Marik repeated for the hundredth time as you threw your house keys onto the table.

"Nope! I'm taking it back, you're too proud and now you're just absolutely adorable!" you announced teasingly.

"What? No!"

okay I'm sorry I  kept mentioning the leather jacket but my dad drilled it into my brain that I should always wear a thick, leather jacket on a motorcycle,, just in case I come off the bike- imagine if you were wearing a tshirt- the road/tarmac would shred your skin like a cheese grater. my dad always gets really mad when he sees kids on the back of their parents bike in the summer wearing only a tshirt and shorts lol

(i don't ride by the way,, i don't have my license yet lol)

unedited, written at 12am so excuse any mistakes you'll almost definitely find