"Here's my suggestion. This happens after a peaceful ending to the revolution and Connor is having doubts and insecurities about him being a deviant now. But the reader reassures him that nothing will ever change their mind about him. And of course, Hank accepts him as part of the family. Just a sweet hurt/comfort."
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*Requests are closed until I can catch up! -（ '∀｀）☆
"This might be a strange idea, but oh well! Maybe you could do a lil fluff chapter with the reader and Connor going ice skating in the winter. (Let's pretend Connor's deviant and dating you). The trip was Connor's idea (because somehow he knows how to skate like a pro) and it's your first-time ice skating. The reader could be a lil clumsy and grabs onto Connor a lot to keep herself from slipping. The reader ends up falling anyway and Connor decides to take you on a walk in the nearby park. Connor and the reader end up passing a tiny café on their way home so you grab hot chocolates and cuddle together to stay warm. (Extra bonus points to the author if you can slip a penguin huddling reference/joke in. ;)
Connor with a female s/o who after a long day at work comes home to see her sleeping on the couch and he tries waking her at first but she really drowsy so he carries her to bed
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Connor had just wrapped two cases back to back with Hank, with one ending up in a heated chase across the area. The other Deviant, however, just decided to give in. Both outcomes left Connor pretty neutral, as always. Hank always asked how Connor felt after missions, trying to see some kind of emotion. But he got the same response every time: "Lieutenant, all that matters is that my mission is complete, it doesn't matter how I feel."
The RK800 arrived at [Name]'s home, mostly to get out there. He wasn't sure what his relationship was with her, but they did get along quite well. [Name] was a cop he had met on a previous crime scene, who was overall impressed with how easily he put together a backstory for crimes. Nevertheless, she still treated him differently than anyone else. She treated him as if he was a human.
**Not a request, also spoilers -still taking requests/still doing some - Also, gender-neutral reader!
Worried, [Name] glanced around the police station. After still not finding the deviant known as 'Markus', Hank, [Name], and Connor was taken off the case. "Hank, did Connor leave for deactivation yet?" the young detective questioned, still looking around the room. "I really need to talk to him."
"Who cares where that f--king piece of plastic is? Good riddance."
"Are you seriously still upset about him spilling your drink at the bar?"
"F--k off."
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[Name] sighed in defeat, making their way out of the office, bumping into a tall figure, which was standing in front of the doorway. "Oh! I'm so sorry! ...Connor?" Connor turned around, a faint smile present on his lips.
"Hello, [Name]."
"Are you on your way to your deactivation?"
Connor took a look around and gently grabbed [Name]'s wrist. He dragged them into the closest ally, keeping eye contact the way there. "I'm not going anywhere. Hank helped me into the evidence room and I've managed to locate Jericho." He suddenly stroked their cheek, gazing with soft eyes. "After this is all over...would you like to be with me?"
"What do you mean?" [Name] teased. They somewhat knew of the androids crush on them and was glad he felt the same way. Connor's cheeks gave a nice shade of pink as he glanced way. He could feel his synthetic body slowly heat up. "Well?"
His blush suddenly faded as is seemed he realized something. [Name] whimpered as he got closer to their neck, his lip brushing against it. He gave them a small kiss on their collarbone, allowing the feeling of his soft lips to linger on their [skin color] skin. He moved up to their ear and then whispered: "Don't you move." Obeying, [Name] froze up slightly. "I scanned you just a while ago. You have feelings for me too-"
"D-don't scan me without permission!"
Much to [Name]'s surprise, Connor let out a short chuckle. 'Oh my God. Oh, my God. Did he just chuckle? Does that mean he's a deviant now? But it was a pretty hot chuckle. It really suits him. Wait. Does that mean he's a deviant now??' As they questioned the robot's identity in their head, a blush crept its way to their cheeks. "Do you realize that I can't tell who you like by just scanning you, right?" Connor teased. "Being this close to you almost makes me want to forget about Jericho."
"Wait. Are you sure you still want to take down Jericho? I mean, you are kind of a deviant now."
Connor stopped to think for a second. They did have a point. "What will I do now? If I don't destroy Jericho, Amanda will have me deactivated."
"Amanda?" [Name] shook their head, choosing not to question him. "Why don't we just join them? Y'know, become deviant? I'll support whatever decision you choose. But choose carefully."
Connor adjusted his tie and made his way out of the ally. [Name] tilted their head in confusion. "Connor? What did you choose?" They couldn't see the grin Connor had placed on his features.
"You."
*A/N; This is just something a little light since I've been kindaa busy. Anyway, I'm still working on requests and what not, but for the smut that was recently requested, yours will be on my Tumblr (same username), it's not up now, but I'll let you know! ♡
"Can you do a Connor x Wanted! Reader, please? So Connor is supposed to capture the reader (which does happen). Once he finds out why she's wanted (she used to be a human girl but her mindset was transferred to a androids body, wanting revenge)-----She grabs Connors tie and kisses him, restraining him with handcuffs and hiding the keys in the process. She escapes! " -
**Had to shorten this so I don't spoil anything :p Love the detail!♡
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Jimmy's bar. What Connor knew as one of Hank's favorite place was now a crime scene. The android went alone, which was unusual but had to be done. There was an overload of cases so officers were temporarily separated from their partners and tackled cases solo.
Connor silently scanned a professor's dead body. If appeared his throat was slit from behind. 'A hit and run, maybe?' He walked through the bar, searching for any signs of escape. Then it hit him. Maybe the victim was still there. To his left were three doors: a restroom for males, a restroom for females, and an employee only area. He opened the male bathroom and searched through the stalls. For a bar, it was decently cleaned. Next, he checked the female restroom. It was the same result: empty, but clean.
Finally, there was the employee room. After requesting for a key, Connor unlocked the door and took slow steps inside. There were crates filled with liquor and beers lined up against the wall, with thin layers of dust resting on top. He palmed the right side of the wall, feeling a light switch and flicking it on. The room looked bigger with the light on, but that wasn't just it. It also showed off a figure reaching for the emergency exits handle. "Don't move!"
The figure quickly turned her head to face him, a gasp escaping her partially blood stained lips. The blood was mostly n her shirt. He quickly scanned the blood, linking it to the victim. For about a minute, they just stared at each other. One in shock, the other in awe. After all, she was quite the sight. Before the staring could last any longer, the suspect growled as she knocked over a crate and bolted out the back door. Without hesitation, Connor ran after her, stepping through the spilled beer and climbed the crate.
As soon as he got outside, he looked both left and right, spotting her climbing a ladder bolted on the side of the building next door. "Sh-t." He muttered as he continued the chase. He refused to fail in his mission. [Name] leaped from building to building, having no reason to look back. She already knew he was right behind her. Temptation got the best of her and she took a glance back, tripping in shock from seeing how close he actually was.
"So what now? You gonna push me off the building?" She taunted, slowly getting back up. Connor made no expression. H̶e̶ ̶d̶o̶e̶s̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶ ̶g̶e̶t̶ ̶p̶a̶i̶d̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶.̶ He finally took this chance to scan and learn her identity.
"Model 679 999 82 12." [Name]'s heart dropped. It felt as if she was being called next for execution. "There's nowhere else you can run."
"Go to hell."
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[Name] was handcuffed to an interrogation table, head hanging down. Hank sat across her, tapping a pen. "So, why'd you kill him?"
"Let me talk to the RK-800."
Hank rolled his eyes, standing and then leaving the room. "Looks like she only wants to speak with you, Connor." Without a word, Connor nodded and switch places with Hank. Now, he was sitting across from [Name]. She picked up her head once she heard the chair drag across the floor. "Is there any reason you want to talk with me?" Connor questioned, keeping eye contact.
"They wouldn't understand if I told them."
"Why did you kill him, [Name]?"
[Name]'s expression suddenly darkened. "I used to be human. The man that I killed... he's responsible. He put my mindset into the body of an android. I only did what I had to do."
"So you decided to kill him?"
"Of course."
Connor stood up and looked through the two-way mirror. "I'm done here." From the other room, a policeman, and Gavin began to get up and make their way to the interrogation room. "What's gonna happen to me?" [Name] asked as the door opened and the two men entered the room. Before Connor could answer, Gavin did.
"Half-human or not, you're going to be deactivated."
As the policeman began to uncuff [Name], she quickly reached for the gun on his utility belt and shot Gavin. "As if!" She turned around and shot the officer, followed by aiming the gun at Connor. "If you don't want to die, I suggest you listen to me." Hank from the other room, swore as he bolted up from his seat and reached for the door. "Damn it! Connor!" It seemed the door was locked or jammed."
Back in the room, Connor obeyed the armed girl and slowly approached her. She yanked his tie and pulled him into a mesmerizing kiss. Connor was confused but became captivated with her scent, not realizing the keys in his back pocket were swiped. Interrupting the kiss, [Name] shoved Connor into the chair she previously sat in. The RK-800 snapped out of his trance just as [Name] finished cuffing him to the table. "You-"
"Don't forget about me, 'kay?" She blew him a kiss as he struggled to get out of the binds. She gave one final wave before exiting the room.
'She got away.'
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"Connor x a reader with (close to severe) social anxiety, maybe? And Hank also being the only support for the reader when in social situations." -
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[Name] and Hank stood behind the food truck counter for 'Chicken Feed'. A song from Ludacris was blasting from some speakers and a sports game played on a small TV. Connor was also there, but stood silently behind them, having no reason to be by the counter. Unless he was going to order food- which androids didn't need. The three of them were on their way to investigate another homicide accident, but [Name] had accidentally blurted out that she hadn't eaten anything the whole day so far. This obviously upset Hank, given that he gave her an annoyed look and made a U-turn.
"Well, what I meant was that I did eat but just not a lot." She previously said. The truth was the poor girl actually wanted to get food- but she had forgotten her wallet and didn't have the courage to tell Hank. She knew he would pay for though, but she hated that. She knew Hank didn't have a problem paying, but she felt like he did.
"[Name], even if you did eat a little today, It's necessary for humans to eat at least three times a day to live a healthy life," Connor added. Guiltily, [Name] turned her gaze out the window. 'I knew I should've told him I was sick. Then I would get to stay home. Ugh, but what if he finds out and doesn't trust me anymore cause I'm a liar? Maybe I should've eaten. I bet he doesn't care. What if he's pretending to be nice? What if-'
"[Name]?"
"Huh? Yeah?"
"We're here," Hank said as he began to get out of the car.
Now, this brings us back to the present. Gary, the owner of the food truck, turned around and glanced at [Name]. 'A new face.' He briefly thought. "What can I get you today, Hank?" [Name] eyed Hank for a second before putting her attention on her nails instead. It temporarily kept her distracted from feeling awkward. "So what can I get you miss?" He asked, breaking her concentration. 'Sh-t, He finished ordering already! C'mon, just say what you want!'
Hank glanced down at her. He knew how she got in situations like this, but every once in a while, he wouldn't order for her. Not to be mean of course, he loved [Name] as if she was his daughter but he wanted her to try speaking out more often. 'Oh no, he's making me order! Doesn't he know we'll be able to leave faster if he just does it?'
"Right. I'll get...Uh..."
"She'll have a flame-grilled beef patty topped with tomatoes, lettuce, mayonnaise, crunchy pickles, and sliced white onions on a sesame seed bun. Also, hold the salt It has enough cholesterol in it already." Connor stated, LED blinking yellow. 'How'd he know that?' [Name] thought. She's never told him about her food preferences. "Sure," Gary replied plainly as walked to his freezer and pulled out a frozen beef patty.
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They were now on their way to the accident, a little late, but not majorly. "H-How'd you know exactly what I wanted?" [Name] asked as she took a bite of her burger. Hank was right, this could be one the best burgers in Detroit. "The last time I was in your apartment, I found a burger carton in your trash can. It had traces of those ingredients. I also found a prescription for-"
"O-Okay! I get it. Why'd you say it for me though?"
Connor suddenly looked away, refusing to look back at the girl. "Answer the question, Connor." Hank teased, aware of the reason already.
**A/N: okay I hate making notes but I hope this was good enough. I used this scenario because I'm personally most used to it but social anxiety can be different for everyone. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Also requests are still open. Twitter; milkbreadbri
"I would love to see a story where Connor falls in love with another android (female) and Hank has to be in it because he is hilarious haha {agreed!} You can make it spicy if you want to, I'm open for everything~"- @Princess_Yunicorn
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"No," Hank says aggravated by Connor asking for the same thing. For the fifth time this week. Though, he'd asked several weeks before as well.
"But Lieutenant." Connor slammed his hand in front of Hank in a determined, firm manner. Connor had recently met an android at the last crime scene they were at and refused to forget about her. Something about her just irked him- in a weirdly good way. "There's just something about her. I have to see her again."
"Connor, do you realize you're asking me to help you find some random girl that you only met because a deviant were chasing knocked her over." Little did Hank know, Connor had been messaging her whenever he had the chance. They had a lot in common (surprisingly), shared cute texts, dirty texts, and even talked about the strange feelings they had felt ever since meeting.
"She's not a girl, she's an android."
Hank grumpily grabbed got up from his chair and picked up his car keys. "Don't f--king correct me! Do you even know where to look?" Connor made an all-knowing face and began to open the front door. "Of course I do." 'She just texted me a meeting location.'
"Shut the f--k up."
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Hank's beat up car pulled up to the curb of worn down building. Judging its exterior, it was surely abandoned. Before the keys were even pulled out of the ignition, Connor exited and scanned the building for her presence. A [Size] female walked out of the building, a smile dancing on her lips. She took a short running start before gleefully jumping into Connor's arms and wrapping her legs around his waist. "You're telling me that's not an android? Jesus Christ..." Hank rolled his eyes in annoyance as the robotic couple ignored him and began to passionately move their lips in sync. "Alright, f--k this."
Connor didn't notice Hank go back to the car. All he could focus on was the masterpiece in front of him. The way her lips felt. How nicely her hands fit in his. It was almost as if they were made for each other. The thought of becoming a deviant for her lingered in his mind for a mere second. But he tossed the idea away, feeling as if he was willing to take that risk. [Name] pulled away, looking at his features; looking for answers.
"You're perfect."
The RK800 had no reply. For once in his life, he didn't know how to respond. Of course, he felt the same way but the feeling of being complete overrode his senses. They had mostly communicated through text but it was as if they'd known each other for years. It was confusing, trying to put his feelings into words. "[Name]. I think..."
"For f--k's sake, Connor just say you love her!" Hank shouted from the car, windows down and arms crossed.
"Lieutenant?"
"Hurry up and say it, you damned deviant." Hank gave an all-knowing smirk and added on the following: "We got a case to take care of. You can come back later."
**I really didn't know how else to end it, lol? I hope it wasn't too bad. Also, requests are open so...be detailed! :)
( A/N: Sorry if Connor is a little OOC :') )
[Name] Anderson sat in her room, lights off, and laid on her bed, staring at her phone screen. Her father, Lieutenant Hank Anderson, was out late on another homicide case with, of course, Connor. Normally, [Name] would have tagged along with the men, but this case had an eerier vibe, thus, Hank forced her to stay home. However, before they left her behind, Connor promised to call and check in on her as soon as he had the chance. It was already four AM. Her heart begged him to call her. Sure, a phone works both ways, but it's not the same. 'How much longer...?' Suddenly, as she was about to shut her eyes, her phone began vibrating. Quickly sitting up she grabbed her phone and looked at the caller ID.
-NORTH-
"F--k!"
The now exhausted girl angrily tossed her phone against the mahogany bed frame, leaving it to ring on its own. [Name] let out an angry sigh and threw one of her smaller pillows across her room. Her phone stopped ringing, making it quiet again. [Name] laid back on her side and worriedly stared into the darkness of her room. She let her mind wander through her memories, reliving her favorite moments with Connor.
--Connor protectively held your cold hands in his warm ones, you both standing outside of [Name]'s- well, Hanks house. "Would you like to go in now, [Name]?"
She looked down at the snow around our feet. "I don't know. what if he gets upset and sends you back to CyberLife? You know how he feels about androids."
Connor's LED light blinked for a minute and returned to its normal blue. "If that is what it turns out to be the case, let's run away. Together." [Name] turned her head up to face him, trying to see if he made an expression.
"Connor... you'll be labeled as a deviant and they'll hunt you down-"
"If that is what it takes. I'll do it." Connor remained to look forward. "Shall we?" [Name] nodded slowly as they walked to the already unlocked door and entered the house. "[Name]? What took you so long to get here? It's late." Hank grumbled from the couch, not bothering to look away from whatever sport was playing on the television. "Dad, can we talk?"
"I'm all ears, sweetheart."
"O-over here, please. Uh, Connor's here too."
Hank seemed to freeze up for a moment, trying to figure out what on earth were you doing that ended up with Connor showing up. Hank got up from his couch and walked past a sleeping Sumo. "The f--k are you doing here, Connor? We got a case or what?"
"Evening, Lieutenant. [Name] and I wanted to share something with you."
"At this time of night?"
Sensing that Connor's presence somewhat annoyed her father, [Name] quickly spoke up. "Dad, please. It was my idea to do it at this time." Hank slowly removed his glare from Connor and took notice of their hands intertwined. --
Gasping, [Name] snapped out of her thoughts when her phone began ringing again. With no hesitation, she crawled to where she previously tossed her phone and read the caller ID.
-CONNOR♥-
She quickly answered, bringing the phone to her ear. "Hello, [Name]. How are you holding up?"
"Connor!"
"Yes, [Name]?"
"I...miss you." Suddenly, Hank chimed in from the background. "F--kin' hell!"
Ignoring Hank, Connor replied, "We're on our way back. It shouldn't take more than fifteen minutes." Without another word, the phone call abruptly ended. Relief washed over [Name] as she walked out of her room to check on Sumo, who she left in the darkness of the living room. She quietly sat against the big, sleeping dog only to continue her previous daydreaming.
--Hank's dark gray eyebrows knitted together in confusion, wanting to understand. "The hell..?"
Before [Name] could start explaining, Connor spoke up first. He took a step forward, keeping eye contact with Hank. "I'm in love with her." [Name] looked at Connor, squeezing his hand lightly. "Connor...you're a...deviant."
"Lieutenant-"
To both [Name]'s and Connor's surprise, Hank brought Connor into a tight hug. "Listen, Connor-"--
Connor and Hank walked in, finding [Name] sleeping against Sumo. Quietly, Connor scanned [Name]. She was fine but seemed to have previous signs of stress. "I'll take [Name] back to her room," Connor stated, getting on one knee to pick her up.
"Connor,"
"Yes, Lieutenant?"
"No funny business, you hear me?"
"No promises."
"The f--k you say to me?!"
*warning; this has mentions of suicide.
《Modern AU》
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Heavy rain pelted the ground and heavy winds swayed tree branches around like nothing. It seemed Konoha was going through a storm, and it seemed like there wasn't a single car on the road. Sasuke sat in his room, staring out the window. He wasn't enjoying the storm or anything, but he was trying to forget about how strange his girlfriend was acting today. It was very out of character for her; she didn't eat, barely spoke, or even held his hand!
The young Uchiha wasn't mad or anything, after all, everyone has their off days. But this was just really off. He glanced at his phone to see if (Name) had returned any of his five calls. He truly was worried about his bubbly girlfriend, even if his facial expression displayed boredom. This whole situation just felt uncomfortable to him.
He stood up, deciding to ignore the weather and check on her. Sasuke quickly put on a black hoodie and some shoes. He grabbed all the necessities; his phone and keys. He jogged down the stairs, going around Itachi, who was going up. "Where do you plan on going in this weather?"
"To someone important."
"Sasuke, you're foolish if you think-"
"I'll be back for dinner."
With those final words, Sasuke threw his hoodie over his hair and an outside. As he ran, he pulled out his phone (waterproof case) and tried calling (Name) again.
riiiing...
riiiing...
riiiing...
He growled in frustration when she didn't pick up again. He texted her too, but she only read them. Something was very wrong, he felt it. 'Say something (Nickname)...' The boy finally arrived at her doorstep, knocking and praying she would answer the door. Instead, her step-mother did with a perplexed look on her face. "Sasuke..? Did (Name) leave something here?" Now it was Sasuke's turn to look confused.
"...What do you mean?"
"Well, after school she texted me saying that she was with you today. If she's not with you, where could she have gone?" (Name)'s step-mother made a very worried expression. Sasuke, on the other hand, ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Thanks, I'll tell you if I see her."
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Sasuke sat on a covered bus stop bench and looked through his phone. Then, it came. A text from (Name). At first, he expected a short apology explaining everything, but it was something more. He felt the whole world stop. It read-
'Sasuke, I'm sorry. I should've told you sooner but I didn't want to bother you or anything. It really got to me, this whole month, Ino has been blackmailing me and I can't do it anymore. I'm sorry, Sasuke. I love you.'
The ravenette opened Snapchat, remembering it's tracking feature. 'Not too far from here.' He thought as he quickly resumed running through the rain, making his way to the pier. As he reached closer, he spotted (Name)'s figure and ran quicker. "(Name)!" (Name)'s eyes widened as she turned her head, teary-eyed. "Sasuke, I-"
"Why didn't you tell me you were hurting?"
His voice had cracked, holding his tears. The last time he cried was when Itachi almost died in the hospital. However, (Name) broke down crying first. "I'm so sorry, Sasuke! I'm a coward!" Sasuke embraced the girl, burying her face in his chest. "Don't you ever think of going out like this. Please."
More To Come.
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《 Modern AU 》
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The horn of Itachi's grey Mercedes went off for the fourth time tonight outside of the Uchiha household. Because Sasuke's GTR was getting service, Itachi was the one to drive both (Name) and Sasuke to the ice skating rink.
"You're not gonna get cold in those?" Sasuke asked, referring to his girlfriend's black tights. "It's okay, I don't get cold easily."
(Name) checked her ponytail one last time and adjusted her faded yellow sweater. She walked into her closet and pulled out a box of yellow Vans, putting them on quicker when she heard the car horn go off again.
(Name) walked over to Sasuke and wrapping her arm around his. The pair walked out to the car. They both sat in the back seats, (Name) rested her head on Sasuke's shoulder, greeting Itachi.
The ride to the rink was fairly moderate, not too short or long, just a nice quiet ride.
The couple thanked Itachi and made their way inside, paying for their neon green wristbands. Beyond the paying booth was Hinata, Naruto, and Sakura sitting a table with their skates already tightly tied on. "Hey." Sasuke greeted as he walked past the table to get rental skates. (Name) sat at the table with the others.
"Sorry, did we take long?" (Name) asked awkwardly as she played with the straps of her mini backpack purse. "Nah, we didn't wait too long! Man, are you ready to fall today though?" Snickered Naruto.
Sakura rolled her eyes. "The only ones falling will be (Name) and you, Naruto. Sasuke and Hinata can skate. And I can manage just fine!" (Name) Giggled a little, enjoying whenever Naruto and Sakura had friendly arguments.
"I-I can help if you want, Naruto?" Hinata stated shyly. After being together for 8 months, Hinata was still shy around Naruto. "Really?! Aww, that'll be great!"
Sasuke returned with two pairs of skates in both hands; one for him, the other for (Name). (Name) mumbled a low thank you and started removing her regular shoes and putting on the skates. Sasuke did the same.
"Ah, I need a boyfriend like Sasuke, you two are so cute!" Sakura said, twirling a short strand of her pink hair.
"You'll need someone to even like you first!"
"Shut up, Naruto!"
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Finally, the five of them had finished putting their shoes in lockers and made it to the actual rink. (Name) was surprised by the automatic balance in the skates, as well as Naruto.
Sakura began her wobbly decent and Hinata helped Naruto on the Ice, trying to calm him down from his fear of slipping. (Name) Watched them with a nervous smile, holding onto the wall and refusing to move from the rink entrance.
"Do you wanna hold my hand?" Asked a deep familiar voice. (Name) quickly looked up at Sasuke, who had one hand casually in his pockets and was looking straight ahead. His other hand was sticking out, waiting for (Name).
"Y-Yes please!"
Sasuke snickered quietly as his girlfriend held tightly in his hand. He slowly led her onto the ice, watching in amusement as her face changed expressions from fear to cautious excitement.
The ravenette pulled out his other hand and held onto her waist, skating backward and gliding her around. "Wow... You're so good at this!"
The pinkette gazed in jealousy as she skated around the border. She watched Sasuke effortlessly skate around people and Naruto getting the hang of it with Hinata applauding. 'Stupid couples..'
Things were going nicely until (Name)'s long laces became loose and got caught in her skate. She let out a small squeal as she jerked forward, bumping Sasuke, and ending up toppling to the ground with him.
"Ouch... you okay, Sasuke?" Sasuke nodded, helping his girlfriend to her feet and helping dust off the stray pieces of chipped ice. (Name) shivered. When they fell, her top half was on Sasuke and her bottom half hit the ice, wetting her leggings. "Look who's cold," Sasuke remarked as he skated off the rink with (Name).
"That's only cause we fell!"
"Just admit I'm right."
(Name) took a seat on a bench, quickly hugging herself. Then, a black jacket was wrapped around her. She looked at Sasuke, who was now only in a plain long sleeve, and gave him a sweet smile. He'd never admit to it, but he desperately loved her smile.
"I'm gonna head back on the ice, we can start again when you warm up."
"Okay! I love you!" (Name) quickly covered her mouth. Somehow it just slipped, forgetting that Sasuke hated showing too much affection in public. "Oh! I'm s-"
"Love you too," Sasuke commented, not bothering to turn around. (Name) Just smiled again. 'He's such a softie..'
More To Come.
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《 Modern AU 》
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(Name) Soaked in a Forrest green colored bath, an annoyed look on her face. She dipped low enough so only her slightly glaring eyes were showing. Sasuke sat on a little stool next to the tub, taking in (Name)'s piercing (eye color) eyes, unfazed. They had been staring at each other for at least thirty minutes.
"I wanna get out."
"No."
(Name) Had come down with the flu recently and passed out earlier after not even telling Sasuke she was feeling sick in the first place. Sasuke had stuck her in a warm herb bath, using his knowledge of Uchiha remedies.
Sasuke furried his eyebrows and crossed his arms. Normally, he would enjoy his view of a naked (Name) in the tub, but he was too angry at the fact that she kept her sickness a secret. He hated when she was stubborn about her health.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"..."
"(Name)."
"You were busy with Itachi the whole week, I didn't want you to waste time worrying about my stupid flu."
Sasuke sighed and relaxed his features. (Name) attempted to sit up and groaned. Her fall from passing out still left her a little sore. "Can you help me out now?"
No answer.
"Please, Sasuke."
"You're so stubborn sometimes."
The ravenette pulled a towel down from the rack and prepared it for when he picked (Name) out of the bath. He carried her to his room, which was right out the bathroom, and carefully placed her wrapped up body on his bed. "You get heavier every day."
"Shut up!"
Sasuke let out a low chuckle and kissed (Name)'s forehead. He left her sitting on the edge of the bed and descended to his closet to find something to lend to (Name).
He decided on a plain black shirt with the Uchiha symbol proudly printed on the back. "You never left any panties the last time you stayed over so either sleep without them or boxers."
The (hair color) haired girl blushed a dark shade and looked away. "I'll go without... and I'm leaving first thing tomorrow!"
A smirk danced on Sasuke's handsome features. He tossed the shirt at (Name) and waited for her to change into it. (Name) stuck her tongue out. "Aren't you gonna let me change?"
"I'm not stopping you, I've already seen you naked anyway. Besides, you're already about to sleep with me half-naked."
"You're such a pervert."
"You'd still melt at my touch."
(Name) decided to stay quiet and pout, refusing to entertain her cocky boyfriend. (Name) got dressed in front of him anyway and crawled under his sheets.
"You want any water or tea?"
"No it's okay, I kinda just wanna sleep now."
"(Name), you sure?"
"Baaaaby~ it's really okay. I promise."
With a defeated sigh, Sasuke turned off the lights and climbed into bed with (Name). (Name) Cuddled closer to her a dark-eyed companion. "You're such a softie."
"You're such a brat."
More To Come.
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