Otto Suwen x Reader


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Papers laid flung, some with a small amount of drool, others crinkled beyond all belief. A few broken quilts laid scattered across the table, a few not so broken ones laid in little puddles of ink. The coffee had gone cold hours ago sitting untouched at the top left hand side of his table.

I glared at Subaru, arms crossed as I eyed him watching him jump around Otto with a skip in his step. I could only guess what the boy was thinking yet I knew he was up to no good. Otto was unlucky as it is, he didn't need Subaru playing tricks with him.

I swatted his hand away from Otto, seeing a sulk face playing suddenly on Subaru's face. I didn't care one bit, he could sulk and whine all he wanted. He wasn't going to annoy Otto while I'm here. My waist was pressed against the table as I leant back arms stretched out behind me making sure they didn't touch or brush against the sleeping boy.

"Subaru, I won't let you touch him as long as I'm here."

"Hopefully your luck rubs off on the bloke." Subaru grumbled as he wondered out.

I turned my head to Otto, moving a few strands of gray hair out of his eyes curling it behind his ear. I placed my lips against the soft pink skin of his cheek. I heard him mumble and quickly moved away.

"y/n," I heard him mumble,

I pulled back and waited for something of sorts to happen, yet I guess he was still deep in sleep. I smiled, he shall never know.

~~~

"I had this wonderful dream that I kissed Y- A GOAT!"

I heard Otto shout from his room filled with Subaru's laughter soon after. I wandered down the hallway before standing against the doorway staring at the chaotic scene. A goat sat upon the bed eating the pillow like it was grass, Ottos face was red from the get go but got redder as I appeared and as for Subaru. Subaru was rolling around the floor, for a few moments I thought he would pee himself.

"What is going on?" I questioned,

Subaru stopped laughing, wiping his tears he sat up and held his stomach.

'Subaru don't," Otto called,

"Otto thought you had kissed him!"

I looked upon the face of Otto, we met each gaze before he ran out of the room. I glared down at Subaru kicking him where it really hurt.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

I turned my head, where loud bangs come often it is Otto succumbing to his unluckiness. I turned my head wandering out, at the end of the hall was a large stone staircase to the lower levels and at the end of that was Otto who sat almost in tears; both from the blow to his heart by Subaru and the trip down the stairs.

I wandered down slowly and sat on the bottom step just above him. I moved closer to him watching his every move.

"So is it true?" I questioned,

He stayed quiet and I smirked. I moved a few strands of hair out of his eyesight. My lips pressed softly against his, my eyes closed yet I knew he was shell shocked for a while before I pulled away. His face went more than red, thought it would blow up soon.

I smirked and stood up, staring down upon his feeble body waiting for steam to blow out of his ears.

"Y/n why I'm so unlucky, and your- so... lucky."

I stared at him, "Guess you're unlucky to have me, too bad." I cooed,

I cracked my knuckles and turned to Subaru with a vein bulging from my forehead.

"And as for you Subaru... I'm going to hurt you really really badly." I grumbled smirking, as Subaru ran down the hall with me hot on his heels.

~~~

I smiled at the faces of our children.

"And that's the first time me and your father had ever kissed."

I watched them scream with disgust printed upon their tiny faces as they ran away revolting in the fact that two people could share and intimate moment together. I looked at Otto and giggled.

"Seems like yesterday." "Mhm,"

I watched him slowly move in, his lips puckered ready to kiss me yet I leant back and his lips found themselves on the goddamn same goat. I could help but giggle as he spat out whatever left a bad taste in his mouth. I glared at him and smiled, I kissed him softly like no time had passed since we first ever kissed.

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