⋆˚࿔ 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ Ren X GN!reader

⋆˚࿔ 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ren x GN!reader

mdni !! / 14dwy x reader / 14 days with you / dominant leaning reader / sfw / ren belongs to @14dayswithyou

•ଓ.° ren sits patiently on your bed as he waits for you to come back into your room. he waits and waits and waits, until you request a favor.

Ren sits patiently in your bedroom, waiting for you to return from the kitchen.

You had gone to grab something with zero explanation. The simple “be right back” you’d shot at him before you left the room oddly made his chest a bit heavy.

It wasn’t that he was afraid of you not returning, this was your own apartment after all.. unfortunately.

They obviously just want to spend as much time with you as possible.

But if you were to ask him to sit, he’d stay.

Ren glances up at the ceiling, the blank popcorn-like texture above leaves him visualizing your stunning figure peering over him, just as it was not even five minutes ago. Your hand rests gently on his shoulder, patting it softly as he sits comfortably on the plush mattress.

“Wait here, ren” you beam, before lifting your hand off of them.

Peering up at you from such an angle left him completely breathless every single time. You looked so.. in control.

Like you knew exactly how easily he'd listen.

His eyes, glazed over and glossy, widen in surprise once he overhears something loud fall to the ground from the room you stand in.

*THUD*

He rushes his way into the kitchen stumbling over your furniture a bit. Ren locks eyes with yours as he wails, “Are you okay?!”

You smile at the man down the hall, arms extended into one of the cupboards above. “I’m fine honey,” you chuckle breathlessly, “thank you.”

Ren swiftly makes his way over to where you stand, peering down at the ground to see exactly what caused the all the ruckus.

A large box, toppled over to its side lays on the floor beside your feet. Partially opened, Ren has full sight of the contents inside.

The box is filled to the brim with dishes, wrapped in rough paper to prevent them from breaking.

Glancing over once more, their gaze immediately diverts onto your legs. How your calves tighten as you balance on your toes, extending your fingers, desperately attempting to reach the box. He felt a bit bad watching you struggle so much, but he just couldn’t get enough of you.

“Ugh!” you grunt, finally slamming your heels on the floor. Sighing in defeat, you against the counter to catch your breath for a moment, eyes suddenly shooting open as they dart over to Ren.

“Heyy... you’re tall! Would you mind helping me get this box down up here?” you say with a smile, mentally beating yourself up for not asking him sooner.

Darting their gaze upward, Ren shyly looks at the box you were pointing at, a little afraid of getting caught staring where he was.

“Of course.”

Shifting closer to you, Ren practically traps you with his body. He’s not crushing you by any means, he’s never even imagine doing so, but his tall figure restraints your movements, towering over your smaller body.

A hand rests against the rim of the counter, their thumb grazing the side of your hip. He extends his other arm above you, chest appearing closer and closer to your face the more he leans, the scent of faint mint fulfilling your nostrils.

You can practically hear his heart hammering through his ribcage.

You grin.

Gently grabbing at his elbow, you put a halt to his movement.

Peering down at you, Ren fears that he’d done something wrong. Maybe he'd gotten too ahead of himself? He just wanted to help out. and—

“Not like that, Ren.” you speak with a shake of your head.

He slumps his risen arm, resting his two hands on both sides of your body.

“Can you lift me?” you softly utter, your index finger grazing the hem of their cardigan.

He jerks, mouth agape as his heavy eyes settle on your lips.

“Of course. A-anything for you.”

Bright-eyed, you pat at your thighs, signifying the way you want to be lifted. Ren nearly explodes at the look you’re giving him.

They lowers themself on one knee for an easier arrangement, yet again met with your smiling face above him.

The vision of you earlier appears before him once more. Breathtaking.

You relish in having him beneath you, so pretty and obsessive, and Ren wouldn’t have it any other way.

His low, lovestruck eyes glance down at the waistband of your shorts.

Giggling, you circle around him and place one of your legs on his shoulders. His heart nearly leaps out of his throat at the warm contact of your thighs.

You then place your other leg atop him, wiggling around his neck to secure yourself.

Their heartbeat practically blasts throughout their ears as their cheeks flush a bright pink.

Body hot to the touch, Ren’s layers of clothing don’t make him any cooler. His fingers twitch and ache as he holds you steady in place with both hands, pressing your legs even closer to his face. Your plush thighs feel all the more comfortable against his hot cheeks.

He hopes you feel how hot his face is. He hopes you understand just how much he’d do for you. He hopes you realize how much he cares. How much he loves you.

He wants to rest you on the couch, his head between your legs as he gets lost in his bottomless obsession with you.

But he can’t.

He has to wait just a little while longer.

After all, he is a patient man.

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