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Daisuke x gn reader

I don't think a gender is mentioned... but I usually write fem reader so..

Just a quick fluff n comfort drabble

You met Daisuke on the pony express space freighter. You didn't expect to really enjoy the job, but with him there, it was somewhat enjoyable. Not only because of him either, the other crew members had quite the personalities too. Over the months spent together, you grew to know them all pretty well. You connected with Daisuke more, though, probably because you both were pretty young and interns.

With very few options on who to talk to, you found yourself with Daisuke the most. During breaks, at night, even on the job, you found ways to check up on him. Swansea would get annoyed with the both of you, irritated when you'd distract Daisuke from his chores. You were sorry, but not really.

Getting to see Daisuke on the job was thrilling. When he'd be using tools, the way his arms would flex when tightening bolts. The way he'd groan when frustrated because he didn't understand what Swansea was trying to explain to him.

The more you filed through the things you enjoyed about Daisuke, the more clear it became to you that you might like him. Your eyes widened at the realization, and you tapped your pointer fingers together while holding the clipboard Anya handed you.

"Something wrong?"

Anya questioned with concern. You looked up to see her staring back at you. She was seated at the desk in medical, looking at you as you stood next to her. You scrambled to reply.

"Uh, no! Yeah, sorry, just.. thinking."

You tapped the end of your pen against your lip, smiling sheepishly at Anya.

"Need a reevaluation?" She joked.

You giggled at her comment, shaking your head. She smiled before looking back down at her notes.

"Is it Daisuke?"

Your heart jumped at the mention of his name. Your eyes flickered to Anya, your head turning with delay. She didn't even have to look at you to know that she was correct. You watched as her smile grew.

"It is, isn't it?"

Your eyes widened, and a frown appeared on your face.

"What? What's Daisuke?"

You asked stupidly, your clammy hands gripping at the clipboard. She scoffed and finally turned back to you, her chair swiveling. She looked at you with a raised brow.

"What's on your mind. Daisuke's what you're thinking so hard about."

She had a shit eating grin on her face. She knew she was right, so why continue to tease you about it?

Your jaw slacked open, and an imminent blush painted your cheeks.

"Gosh, can you be any more obvious?" she shook her head with a smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" You exclaimed with angry brows.

It only took one glance from her for you to fold and cover your red face with the clipboard.

"Okay...you might be right." You mumbled.

"Yeah, I knew that already"

You let out a long groan. Dropping the clipboard from your face and facing Anya once again. With your hands lazily hanging by your sides, you stood by her awkwardly.

"How'd you know before me?" You whined.

She rolled her eyes at you playfully.

"Are you seriously asking that? You're always with him, even during work hours, and you just stare at him sometimes -"

"Okay! That's enough!" You interrupted.

She giggled at the way your face heated up. She crossed one leg over the other while swiveling back and forth in her seat slightly.

"You should tell him"

You couldn't look her in the eyes. The way your heart fluttered was embarrassing. It felt like you were outside the freighter and couldn't breathe for a second. Anya must've noticed because she began snickering, trying to hold down her laughs.

"I-I'm gonna go now, okay?" You joked, but actually wanted to leave.

She nodded, waving her hand.

"Yeah, go ahead. I can take care of this"

You frowned in consideration, but she shooed you away, so you ended up walking out of medical.

The pumping in your heart grew in pace as you walked into the lobby area. You looked at the big daytime screen and tried to calm your breathing. Closing your eyes and inhaling slowly. You did this often, missing the feeling of the suns warmth on your skin and the soft breeze of wind. You thought you managed to gaslight yourself into feeling a ray of sunshine on your skin when you felt warmth. You opened your eyes to see the source.

"Boo."

Daisuke was standing right in front of you. You jumped with a yelp, almost stumbling over. He began laughing hard, leaning forward and putting a hand on your shoulder while the other wrapped around himself. You felt your body grow stiff as a board. Both of you were pretty touchy normally, but now that you realized you might like him, touch felt different.

"I'm surprised you didn't hear me walk up to you! Though, I am pretty sneaky like a ninja."

Daisuke winked at you, and you had to look away. Feeling too many emotions and sensations in your body. You wanted to mention how you felt his warm presence, but thought that sounded weird.

"That's how I steal the sweetner packets, but shhh don't tell anyone.."

He whispered to you, and you nodded.

"I won't," you affirmed with a smile.

He finally let go of your shoulder with a laugh. You let out a relieved sigh underneath your breath before he continued talking.

"What're you doing out here anyways? Aren't you supposed to be working right now?"

"Yeah, well..aren't you?"

".. Got me there"

You both laugh together. When it dies down, you walk over to the couch and plop down. Daisuke not so surprisingly follows you and sits down right next to you. Awkward silence ensues. Usually, you're able to spark up conversation easily, but you can't bring yourself to say anything.

He tapped his leg seemingly anxiously. This made you feel like he was waiting for you to say something. You were going to or at least planned to... maybe in an unsure thought. You bit the inside of your lips, rolling them between your teeth.

"Daisuke.."

He immediately perked up to the sound of his name. He looked over at you with a small smile.

"Yeah?"

"Um.. I.."

Your voice came out sounding small and shaky no matter how hard you tried to stop it.

"I like you, like a lot..."

You wanted to sink into the couch, or even better you hoped the ship would crash. He stared at you with an unreadable expression, his eyes only boring into you.

"Really...? You..you like me?"

He pointed to himself in disbelief. You stared at him, dumbfounded. Did he think you were out of his league or something? You thought the contrary.

"Yeah? why?" You couldn't help but ask.

He chuckled, messing with the collar of his shirt.

"I just...that's hard to believe. You're so pretty."

Your face flushed at his words, and you laughed to hide it.

"Am I the first person you used that line on?" You teased.

"No," He replied a bit too quickly for your liking.

When your face dropped, he cackled. He explained that he was joking, but the idea that he had been with someone before hurt for some reason. You wanted him to be all yours, as selfish as it sounded you didn't want anyone else to experience love with him other than you.

"So, do you like me back?"

You asked, feeling insecure. He responded with a smile and a nod.

"Yeah. Sorry if it wasnt obvious enough"

For a moment, you forgot you were on a freighter with other people. It felt like it was only you and him in space. You teared up, trying to laugh it off, but the truth is this wasn't something you could easily gloss over. You really liked him, and the fact that he reciprocated those feelings hit you like a space freighter. He looked at you with concern when you started sobbing and laughing at the same time.

Your breathes were interrupted by hiccups as the laughter became overpowered by sobbing.

"Woah, are you..." he paused, instead wrapping his arm around you.

You just about wailed, trying to laugh instead, but more tears escaped your eyes in dismay.

"I'm sorry, I'm trying not to cry," you whimpered.

He giggled lightheartedly, patting your arm as he pulled you closer. Your cheek pressed against his shoulder.

"It's okay, I know it's a lot to bag someone like me"

You snickered, pushing him away playfully.

"Oh, shut up!"

You smiled wide, wiping tears off your face. You just couldn't cry around him. He always made you smile and feel giddy. You felt like a little kid with a crush.

"You seriously okay?"

"Seriously."

He smiled at your response. You pulled him into an intimate hug. Your arms wrapped around him tightly like he would disappear if you let go. He wrapped you into his own embrace, and you both enjoyed the feeling of your bodies against each other.

+ Quick sketch by me