(Zexal edition) Oneshots from Dares

Soup 'n Strawberries | Trey Arclight x Reader

Atoranta: Hahahaha another win for me

Shinsei: I was so.. so close...

Atoranta: ... Admittedly, yes, I did nearly lose several times

Shinsei: I should've won that 

Atoranta: No, I wouldn't go that far, I'm still just better ;p

Shinsei: Shut up we need a title for this anyway

Atoranta: Uhhhhhh... I got nothing. Any ideas?

Shinsei: soup and strawberries

Atoranta: iT'S PERFECT

Shinsei: wAIT NO I WAS JUST KIDDING--

Atoranta: TOO LATE HAHAHAHA

Today was a very nice day. You stood in the entrance of Heartland City's park, wearing a (f/c) dress as a gentle breeze blew. Your (h/l) (h/c) hair was kept down, a white ribbon tying back most of the hair by your face.

"(y/n)!" A voice called as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, and you turned to see Trey Arclight running towards you. He held up his hand in a wave as you both smiled.

"Trey, you're ten minutes late," you scolded, faking annoyance. Although he seemed to think that the annoyance was real.

"I'm really sorry!" He apologized. "Quattro kept stealing my things." He seemed genuinely worried and sad at making you wait. You sighed, your heart skipping a beat or two.

"It's okay, I was joking," you replied, giving him a reassuring smile. "You're actually right on time."

"Oh. Good!" He sighed, a smile on his face. "You scared me for a second." The two of you started to walk through the park, following the brown path. "Did you bring what you needed?"

"Yep!" You answered, gesturing to the brown bag you now held. "But did you?" Trey smiled.

"Of course I did!" The two of you broke off the path, making your way up the small hill where a single tree grew. Small children ran around the grassy area below, their parents watching them.

You set down your bag, taking out a pink blanket with polka dots. You laid it out as Trey took out the contents of his bag, which was a transportable tea set and two sandwiches packaged in soft white napkins.

Trey handed you your sandwich as you sat down, taking it with a smile. As you unwrapped it, you took a bite, tasting what you could only describe as perfection in a sandwich.

"This is amazing, Trey!" You exclaimed, taking another rather large bite. He gave you a smile, the hint of a blush appearing.

"I'm glad you like it," he answered, pouring tea out of the thermos he brought and into two cups. He took one, drinking the slightly steaming liquid inside.

"How are your brothers?" You asked Trey as he set his cup down and you picked up your own, sipping the tea he made. It, again, was amazing. Through your many years of friendship, one of the first things you knew about Trey was that he could brew excellent tea.

"Quattro and Quinton are fine," he answered cheerily, eating his sandwich. "Quattro's actually supposed to compete in a tournament this weekend!"

"Tell him I wished him luck," you told him, to which he nodded. Before either of you could speak again, Trey sneezed, slightly startling you.

"Sorry," he apologized. "I've been sneezing every now and then."

"Are you sick?" You asked, leaning over and putting your hand on his forehead worriedly. As soon as you did this, his face became extremely red, and he laughed nervously.