Our Quest (Onward X Male Reader Oneshots)

Barley Lightfoot X Male Reader

"Join me?"

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"Wait, really!?"

"Yeah! We didn't even last 2 sessions and everyone got their characters
killed!"

The two males laughed to one another.

As they sat on Barley's bed, (Y/N) intently listened on to his boyfriend's stories about his campaigns, forgetting about the world around them.

As their laughter died down, Barley looked at the figure resting against him, (e/c) eyes looking up into his hazel ones.

"Must've been weird"

"It was my first time being the DM. We had to start everything over next session and this time they actually survived."

(Y/N) turned around, resting the side of his face against Barley's shoulder.

"I heard it can be difficult to write a campaign. I was always a player though, never the DM-"

Barley froze, his eyes slightly widening. (Y/N)'s words died down in his throat as he detached himself from Barley's chest. The bigger elf grabbed his shoulders almost immediately.

"Are-Are you serious!?"

"Whatdya mean?"

"You play Quest of Yore and you never told me??"

"Uh, played. I haven't been in a campaign in a good while."

"Still! That's- I mean, that's awesome!"

"I wasn't even that good of a player! I had to rely on a friend to even know what dice I should throw!"

Barley did his best to suppress a grin while he watched his boyfriend with a wide smile, intertwining their fingers as he listened.

"-I mean, what even IS an insight check?? Why do you need SEVEN dice!? Who needs that many dice??"

(Y/N)'s embarrassed laugh only made Barley pull him back to him.

"Did you enjoy playing?"

"Yeah, the other guys were really nice. They were always so accepting. It sucks we haven't had the chance to meet up again..."

(Y/N)'s eyes trailed to the window, curtains swishing lightly during the windy evening. Barley's fingers went through his boyfriend's (h/c) locks, pressing a small kiss to his cheek.

"... In fact, I really wouldn't mind playing again."

(Y/N) felt Barley freeze against him once more, looking back at him as he had a stunned expression on his face.

"..You alright there, Bar?"

Time seemed to stop for a few brief seconds before (Y/N) was engulfed in his lover's arms tightly.

"Yes!! Yes yes yes yes yes!-"

Confused but happy, (Y/N) grinned along with Barley, affectionately
pressing a kiss to his nose.

Barley shifted so that (Y/N) kissed his lips instead, returning his fingers to run through (Y/N)'s hair, holding the back of his head to deepen the kiss.

They stayed like that as long as their lungs would allow, eventually parting but keeping a close distance.

".. (Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you saying what I think you're trying to say?"

"Well, what do you think i'm trying to say?"

Raising an eyebrow, Barley tried to give him the "are you done yet" look, although his smile never left his face.

"Okay, okay. Fine. What I'm trying to say is... Well, I wouldn't mind joining a campaign. Especially if I had someone that could help me through the details I'm not familiar with..."

Barley bit his lip, excitement flowing through him.

"(Y/N)..."

"That is, of course, if you'd want me to join. Maybe you're all too far into the storyline already and the DM can't write a new PG in, I'd totally understand that-"

"You have no idea how happy I would be if you joined. I bet the guys would love it too."

The calm, loving smile Barley sent him washed away any worries (Y/N) had about joining.

He sighed contently, leaning into the other male's broad chest.

"... I love you, man."

"I love you more."