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Mutuals pt.2 (Onyankopon x Black! Reader)

haii! im so sorry for taking literally forever to post this. i was so ready to get back into writing, but i started taking my classes full time (which i passed（＾∇＾）) but now i am getting ready for state and with three jobs... its a lot lol. but im ready to try to get back into it!

i also have Kofi if you ever wanted to support in other ways!

anywho, here ya go!

y/n is a little shy. when she moves back home, her friend mika tries to get her out the house. what better way than to meet mutuals?

(w.c. 2.6k)

warnings: none, language (if any)

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It’s Thursday. 

Today shouldn’t hold so much weight, but it did. Besides being the beautiful day before a weekend, it’s the day before Ony and I go on our first date.  

I can’t help but think about it every now and then. Receiving his texts throughout the day doesn’t help either. I've realized he’s much more of a subtle flirt than I would have thought, constantly catching me off guard. I smile and shake my head before looking away from my Apple watch to continue charting. 

I check the time and see it’s a little after seven o’clock. After filling in a few people on my floor and making sure everything is logged in, I go to my locker and grab my belongings. I make my way to the elevator and ride down to the first floor. As soon as I step off of the elevator, I get a phone call. 

Ony. 

I bite my lip to prevent myself from smiling too much before answering. 

“Hello?” 

“Hey, pretty girl,” I smile a little wider, “how was work?” 

“It was good. Walking to my car, now.” 

We make casual talk as I continue towards my car. Once I’m inside with my doors locked, I start my engine and begin making my way home. After a few minutes, Ony finally brings up the day I’ve been too nervous to ask about. 

“Mmm... you ready for tomorrow, mama?” 

My heart skips. 

“I, uhh, I am.” I try to sound as relaxed as possible. I can only hope he doesn’t hear how hesitant I sound. 

“What’s wrong? You don’t sound so sure.” 

Of course, he heard... 

“I’m sure... I just have a lot on my mind,” I explain softly. 

“You wanna talk about it?” Ony offers. 

I smile, "Just excited for tomorrow, ‘s all.” I can almost hear his smile in his ‘mhm.’ 

I assume that’s a fine enough answer because Ony doesn’t push the topic, opting to change the subject.  

After about a 10-minute drive, I finally made it back home. I grab all of my belongings and make my way towards the door, making sure to lock my car. I unlock the door to my apartment and walk in, making sure to lock it, as well. 

“You inside yet, mama?” I hear Ony’s voice mumble through my phone. 

“Yeah, I’m inside.” I walk to the island in the kitchen and put my bag on the counter before looking over at my buzzing phone.  

Ony is FaceTiming me.  

I answer the call and gently lean my phone against a nearby object on my counter so that he can see me. The call finally connects and I see Ony leaning back in his chair, fingers moving around on his controller as he plays the game. The corners of my lips slightly raise at the sight of him before I look away for a moment to place one hand on the counter and use the other to remove my shoes. 

“You look pretty, (N/N),” I hear him say over the speaker. 

  I couldn’t help but chuckle as I pick up my phone, shoes, and purse and walk to my bedroom. 

“You say that every time we're on the phone,” I mention with a tired yet teasing tone, “but thank you.” 

He ignores my initial statement and smiles, eyes returning to his TV screen, “You’re welcome.” 

~ 

The night goes on as it normally would; I change and sit on the phone with Yanni for a little over an hour before deciding it is time for me to take a shower and go to bed. 

When I wake up the next morning, it takes me a moment to become fully oriented. When I do, I can’t help but think about how the night could go. Ony and I can realize that being friends is what’s best; we could not like one another, or we could continue in pursuit of a relationship. Of course, I’m hoping for the latter, but only time will tell.  

After talking to God about my worries, I feel a little better and finally decide to get up and get ready, leaving my phone on its charger. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I walk into my room and look through my wardrobe for a dress that’s fancy enough for a dinner date but not overly obnoxious. Wanting to remain on the safe side, I decide on a long black, long-sleeved dress with some heels. Feeling content with my decision, I decide to pick up my phone to check any notifications. 

The very first one is from Ony. 

Ony: Good morning pretty girl. Ima be a little busier today so I won’t be able to talk much. Make sure you’re ready by 6. I’ll see you soon 

I smile before responding to his text, feeling slight butterflies in my tummy. I make sure to let him know I appreciate him telling me he’d be busy and that I’ll see him tonight. Checking the time, I decide to go ahead and grab some breakfast, opting for some fruit, feeling too nervous to eat too much. 

I try to talk myself down, trying not to get worked up over some guy.  

‘It’s just another date with another guy... it’s just another date with another guy... but it’s not.’ 

There's something about Onyan that makes me hope that what we have goes further than ‘just another date.’ Although we’ve only really been able to speak over the phone since we met, he seems to be more genuine than any other person who has tried to pursue me. Mikasa’s words continue to play in my mind as well. Knowing from a reliable source that he doesn’t mess around for fun also puts me a little at ease.  

I just need to relax and trust that no matter what happens, everything’s gonna be okay. 

~  

I sit in front of my vanity, applying any finishing touches I think I need. I stand and take in my appearance. A smile makes its way onto my lips as I reach to grab some perfume. I spray to my heart’s content before grabbing my purse and phone and walking to the living room. Again, I look in the large mirror at my reflection, feeling happy with how I look. Minutes pass before I hear a knock on my door. 

My heart drops to my stomach. I take a deep breath before walking to the door, unlocking and opening it. Once it’s open, I see Ony with a bouquet of light pink roses with white lilies. I give an endearing smile before hugging him. 

“Ony, these are beautiful. Thank you.” 

He carefully wraps his arms around me, a smile on his face as he responds, “You’re welcome, (N/N). I’m glad you like them.” 

I lean away before gently taking the bouquet from his grasp, my hand lightly brushing against his. I lead him inside for a moment while I carefully replace my older flowers with the newer ones. Once that’s done, I grab my purse. 

“You ready?” Ony glances up from his phone once he sees that I have my purse. 

I nod and watch as he smiles, taking in my outfit for the night.  

“You look beautiful, (Y/N).” He stands from the barstool he sat in while he waited and makes his way to me with his hand out.  

  I take my lower lip into my mouth to try to prevent me from smiling like an idiot, and it just barely works. My hand interlocks with his as I respond. “Thank you, and you look very handsome.”  

Which is true. Ony has on a solid black shirt with some loose black pants and white forces. He, of course, has his chain and studs on and a black and white bomber jacket. He bites his lip as he looks down at me for a moment.  

“Thank you, mama.”  I smile before looking at the ground. Ony let out a breathy chuckle at the way I couldn’t hold eye contact before leading us to his car. He leads me to the passenger’s side and opens the door for me. I give a soft thank you before sitting down and bringing my legs inside. When I get situated, he closes the door and makes his way to the driver's side before driving off.  

~ 

After 25 minutes, we make it to our restaurant. I know I haven’t been here before, so I don’t know what to expect. Ony parks and makes his way to my side to help me out. I place my hand in his while he leads us inside the restaurant. The host leads us to a secluded booth towards the back of the restaurant. We walk hand in hand until we reach the area, separating only to sit across from one another. Our host hands us our menus and tells us our waitress will be with us soon. 

I gently look through the menu, eyes slowly gazing over what all the restaurant has to offer. Ony, sitting across from me, can’t help but allow his eyes to gaze over me, only giving his menu half the attention since he already knows what he wants. He swiftly thinks of something to talk about and opens his mouth to speak. 

“Don’t hesitate to get anything you want, by the way. ” My eyes flicker up to his at the sound of his voice. I smile softly before briefly returning my eyes back to the menu. 

“I’ll keep that in mind, thank you.” 

Ony gently licks his lips before closing his menu completely and giving me his undivided attention. 

After that, conversation was nothing short of wonderful - Ony smoothly leading the us from one topic to another. I could feel my attraction for him grow the more he spoke to me in that soft, deep tone that I’ve grown used to. Due to me not being the best conversationalist, I was hesitant for this date, but it comes so naturally with him. As if he knows exactly what to say and when to say it. 

From childhood memories to stories about work to ranting about the group that we’ve grown to love so dearly. It felt as though we had known each other for years.

After ordering, it took us bit before our food was brought out to us. Even then we joke about how it got quiet when we started eating, knowing that the restaurant he picked was a good choice. We each took our time, slowly realizing that we didn’t want the night to end just yet. Even after Ony paid for our meal, we still stayed to talk for about another 30 minutes.  

After laughing at a joke he said, I turned my phone over on the table to check the time and sigh. 

“Ony, we should probably head out. It’s getting late.” 

He picks up his phone and gives a soft smile. 

“Yeah, you right... Alright, let’s go, pretty girl,” he directs softly before standing. 

 I scoot just a little before turning my legs to the outside of the booth where Ony was waiting with his hand outstretched. I gently place my hand in his and stand. 

“You got everything?” I turn to make sure I didn't drop anything before nodding.  

“Mhm, yeah. I’m good.” 

And with that, he leads us towards the exit. Once we get to his car, he opens the door for me before going to his side. I watch as he walks to his side, trying to hide the goofy grin that’s trying to make itself known.  

He finally sits down in the car before turning to look at me, narrowing his eyes slightly. 

“What?” he asks with a small grin. I shake my head before picking up my phone. 

“Nothing.” By the way I bit my lip to keep from smiling, I’m sure he knew it wasn’t ‘nothing,’ but he chose not to push. Opting for “whatever you say, (N/N.)” 

The drive to my house was mostly done so in peaceful silence. Other than the speakers and the occasional quip, we just enjoyed each other’s presence.  

After some time, Ony pulled into my apartment. He turned off his car and made his way to me. 

“Aww, such chivalry. Walking me to my door?” I quip once my hand is in his. 

He immediately smacks his lips before closing the door. “Mmcht, man gon’ on somewhere.” He couldn’t even finish the sentence without smiling, causing me to giggle. 

We make it to my door, and I turn to him with a sigh. 

“Thank you for agreeing to go out with me, (Y/N),” his voice low and clear.  

I lean my shoulder against the door and sleepily look him in his eyes. “Thank you for taking me out. I really had fun.” 

“Enough fun to want to do it again?” he asks, taking a step towards me. 

I look off to the side, hide my smile behind my hand before dropping it. “Yeah, Ony. Enough to want to do it again.” 

He looks down, a smile plastered on his face. 

Only a few moments passed before he looks back at me and takes another step forward. I tilt my head a little to the side before feeling him take my hand in his, standing directly in front of me. 

“I’m gonna be very honest, (Y/N) - I would really like to kiss you right now.” 

For some reason me being a little tired made me a little bold and I ask, “So why haven’t you?”  

A moment after those words left my mouth, Ony’s hand rests on my neck, his thumb, pointer, and ring finger gently grabbing my jaw to tilt my head upwards. He leans down and presses his soft lips onto mine. I don’t hesitate for a moment before meeting him halfway. Ony slides his other hand around my waist, pulling me in to completely close the space between us. My left hand slides to his wrist as he deepens the kiss.  

It felt too soon when he pulled away. I opened my eyes to see him looking intensely at me. I quickly shy away, opting to look at the ground, my hand gently rubbing the remnants of Ony from my lips as I try not to smile too hard. 

“Thank you again, Ony,” I mumble trying to keep my rapid heartbeat under control. 

Ony looked at me with an adorned look in his eyes.  

“You’re welcome, mama. Go get some rest, okay?”  

“You, too... Goodnight, Ony.”  

“Goodnight, (N/N).” 

---

It’s been three months since Ony and I have been dating, and it’s been amazing. He’s been amazing. He continues to show me just how caring and protective he is - genuine and fun. The way he never fails to make me smile (whether it be after a tough day at work, or I’m just feeling a little down) is something I didn’t realize I needed. 

‘I’m so glad I listened to Mika,’ is something I constantly think to myself. 

She was right when she told me that he would show me the type of person he is. 

And I couldn’t be happier. 

Ony and I are a little more comfortable with visiting each other's houses, opting to just stay in and relax most of the time. Each time we do, we learn so much about one another. From likes to dislikes to family and more. The more we spend time together, the more I can’t help but think about what it would be like to actually be in a committed relationship with him.  

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t try to shoo the thought away, but it’s so hard when Ony is... himself. Going above and beyond is not foreign to him. His emotional intelligence is evident through his desire for clear communication and his (surprising) amount of empathy.  

Gosh, he’s so wonderful. 

My thoughts are cut short by a soft *ping!*  I glance at my phone to see Ony’s name pop up. I bite back a smile before opening his message.

Yanni <3 : Be ready by 8. I got a surprise for you 

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ah, please be nice. im still getting into the swing of things. i really hope you guys enjoyed this. please excuse any mistake!

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pt.1

[anucalor]

Mutuals (Onyankopon x Black! Reader)

hiii so this is a small snippet of part two. i'm so sorry it's taking so long. your girl is an athlete and her season just ended. so i finally have time to actually get back to writing! thank you guys so much for the love with this piece. i haven't written in a while, but i'm excited to get back into it. without further ado, here's your snippet ~

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It’s been three months since Ony and I have been dating, and it’s been amazing. He’s been amazing. He continues to show me just how caring and protective he is - genuine and fun. The way he never fails to make me smile (whether it be after a tough day at work, or I’m just feeling a little down) is something I didn’t realize I needed. 

‘I’m so glad I listened to Mika,’ is something I constantly think to myself. 

She was right when she told me that he would show me the type of person he is. 

And I couldn’t be happier. 

Ony and I are a little more comfortable with visiting each other's houses, opting to just stay in and relax most of the time. Each time we do, we learn so much about one another. From likes to dislikes to family and more. The more we spend time together, the more I can’t help but think about what it would be like to actually be in a committed relationship with him.  

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t try to shoo the thought away, but it’s so hard when Ony is... himself. Going above and beyond is not foreign to him. His emotional intelligence is evident through his desire for clear communication and his (surprising) amount of empathy.  

Gosh, he’s so wonderful. 

My thoughts are cut short by a soft *ping!*  I glance at my phone to see Ony’s name pop up. I bite back a smile before opening his message.

Yanni <3 : Be ready by 8. I got a surprise for you 

~~~

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@prettypink-princesss

@sevikasblackgf

again, i hope you guys enjoy. the actual story will be published asap along with some other stories i've been cooking up. also, don't hesitate to request some stories too! i try to stick to fluff, maybe some angst because... i just wanna see more of that lol.

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(part 1) ⬇️

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Mutuals (Onyankopon x Black!Reader)

y/n is a little shy. when she moves back home, her friend mika tries to get her out the house. what better way than to meet mutuals?

warnings: none. shy/nervous reader. fluff.

“Y/N, come on, it’s just a small get-together,” Mikasa mumbles. 

Mika and I have been close friends for years – constantly keeping in touch, even after I moved hours away. Due to my parents receiving better opportunities, they decided it would be best to leave what we had known behind. Through the years, we made sure to check on each other. She was there for the significant moments of my life, and I was there for her. Virtually, of course.  

That was when I was eleven. I’m twenty-three now.  

After I graduated from nursing school, I felt like it was best to return home. I made sure a job and apartment were secure before taking off. Mika was the first person to greet me with open arms. It felt good to be in a familiar place again. It felt good to be home. 

Months have passed, and things have slowly begun to fall into place. Unlike Mikasa, I’m content with how my life is now. It’s consistent - a little lonely sometimes, but it’s consistent. Being the observant person she is, she noticed but never pushed the subject. That was until tonight. 

“I could go, or I could just stay home while you go,” I quipped with a tight smile. 

Mika shook her head at me and responded.    

  “Look, you don’t have to go,” she looked at me, “I just thought you could meet my other friends. They’re chill, and I can guarantee they’ll love you.” I sighed. 

It’s difficult having to meet new people. Having to worry about the possibility of embarrassing myself is not something that I want to do – especially in front of Mika’s friends. From what I’ve heard, they’re all outgoing, quick-witted, and bold. Depending on the situation, I can be a complete nervous wreck. I’d hate for that to happen in front of her friends.  

“I dunno.” I tried to downplay how I felt, but she noticed and sighed. 

“Okay, but you know that I wouldn’t put you in a situation you weren’t comfortable with.” 

Of course, I know that. But even though I thought about going home, something told me that meeting them wouldn’t be too bad. 

I sigh, “I know. When are you thinking about leaving?” 

“In about an hour,” she responded after checking her phone. 

“Would they mind if I joined you?” I asked, not wanting to intrude. 

Mika immediately shook her head. “Nah, they already said it was cool.”  I chuckled at the fact that she had already asked before responding. 

“Alright, Mika. I’ll go.” She gave a small smile and picked up her phone. I presumed to let them know that I would be joining.  

I made my way towards the full-body mirror in her bedroom. After feeling like I looked my best, I sat on her bed and nervously scrolled on my phone. I’ve heard plenty of stories about her friends, but I’ve never thought about meeting them – until tonight. 

About an hour later, she sent me the address and we made our way to one of their houses – I think she said Connie was his name. We pulled up to the apartment at the same time and exited our cars, making sure to lock them both. I made sure to straighten out my clothes before walking around to meet Mika. I looked up and noticed a small smirk on her face. I tilted my head. 

“What?” 

“You’re so nervous,” she states obviously. 

I smack my lips, “Naw, ‘m not nervous at all.” 

Mika just chuckles and starts walking to our destination. 

We got to the door and knocked. After a few seconds, a guy opened the door. He had a buzz cut, freckles, and tattoos all on his arms. He was wearing black sweats and a white tee.  

‘Cute,’ I thought to myself.  

“You gon’ move out the way or what, Constance?” Mika asked. 

‘So, this is Connie.’ 

He just smacks his lips and moves to the side. I follow her inside. 

“I just opened the door. Whatchu on?” He scrunched his face a bit. 

“Yeah, yeah. Where is everybody?”  

“Upstairs,” he said, locking the door behind him. He turns to look at me before a small smirk takes over his features. “You Y/N, right?” he asked softly.  

I give a small smile and ‘mhm.’ 

He walks up to me and offers his hand. “Nice to meet you, mama. I’m Connie.” 

I placed my hand in his and softly shook it. “Nice to meet you.”  

Mika immediately interfered.  

“Aht, aht! Connie cut that shit out. Leave her alone.” 

I chuckled and removed my hand from his.  

“Ass always cockblocking.” He started to lead us upstairs. 

“Please, she wouldn’t talk to you no way.” They bickered so much like siblings that I could only laugh. 

Soon we made our way to the large room which held about seven other people. They immediately acknowledged Mika, but some perked up at the new face. 

“That her?” a guy with emerald eyes and his hair in a man bun asked Mikasa. 

Mika hummed, grabbed my hand, and led us to a spot to sit while introducing me to everyone and them to me.  

Sasha, Armin, Eren, Ymir, Historia, Jean, Connie... 

“...and that’s Onyankopon.”  

“You can call me Ony.” 

We made eye contact, and I could feel my heart flutter. He was dark-skinned with tattoos. He had studs and a chain on with grey sweats and a black shirt. He’s gorgeous, but he looks like the type to play around... I looked away and smiled at everyone, feeling a little more nervous than when I walked in. 

~ 

And just like Mika said, everyone was chill. They all caught onto the fact that I’m pretty shy, but it was easy to make conversation with almost everyone. 

Ony had been pretty caught up in either playing the game with Eren, Connie, and Jean or on the phone. I, of course, wasn’t gonna say anything. Maybe he’s just a quiet guy. 

But what I didn’t notice was the way Ony looked at me when I entered the room – the way he bit his lip for a moment before looking away. I didn't notice the way he studied my features when I had sat down beside Mika, or the way he smirked and went back to the game after we made eye contact. 

I didn’t notice those things, but oh, some people did... 

Armin: You good Ony? 

Connie looked down at his phone and chuckled. 

Con: his ass feelin' Y/N he good 

Ony glanced at his phone and furrowed his brows before typing. 

Ony: Aye chill out 

Jean: Is he wrong tho? 

Eren: Jean stfu and take this L 

Ony: Bruh thank you 

Eren: I didn’t say he was wrong. Speak up 

Ony rolled his eyes and tried to focus on the game, but the sound of a pretty laugh caused him to briefly peer over at me. Connie chuckled. 

  “Damn. You down bad already,” he teased. Ony just shook his head, focusing back on the game. 

After some time, Mika, Ymir, and I stood up.  

    “’m finna get a drink. Y’all want some?” Ymir questioned while walking towards the door. Mika and I followed her but turned around to see if anyone wanted anything. Ony sat his controller down and stood up.  

“Ima come.” 

It took me a second to realize how tall he was– a little over 6’2” and built. I caught myself, trying not to let my eyes linger, and walked out of the room. I could feel his presence close behind me and his amazing scent was beginning to take over my senses. ‘Ain’t no way I’m this down bad,’ is all I could think to myself. 

Once we made our way to the kitchen, I decided to chill by the bar stools while the others raided Connie’s pantry. 

“You want anything, mama?” I looked at Ony and realized that he was asking me. 

“Umm, just water is okay,” I responded with a small smile.  

He turned around to grab a water bottle for me and placed it in front of me. Simple act, right? Cool. 

After grabbing all they wanted, Mika and Ymir started to head back upstairs. I started to walk behind them, but I felt a small tug on my arm. All three of us turned around. 

“We’ll be up there ina minute.” 

I turned back to look at them, but they simply smirked. 

“Okay, Onya,” Ymir quipped before going upstairs. Ony smirked and shook his head. 

“You good?” Mika asked softly. I nodded, and she followed behind Ymir. 

Once they were far enough away, I turned towards Ony and tilted my head, confused as to what he wanted. 

“Just wanted to talk to you, pretty girl,” he started. I narrow my eyes at him slightly and hum. 

 He slid his hand from my arm to my hand and led me to the living room. Once we sat down, Ony looked at me and spoke. 

“So, how long have you known Mika?” he started. 

I gave a content smile. “We’ve been friends for years. A little over ten, I think.” 

He hummed and turned his attention towards the blank tv in front of us.  

“And how long have you guys been friends?” I asked while crossing my legs on the couch. He turned back to me before starting. 

“We met in high school. I had just moved and here, and Connie’s big-headed ass kinda forced me to chill wit’ everyone.” 

I smile, “Yeah?” 

He bit his lip and nodded. “Mhm.” 

I looked down trying to contain a smile before continuing the conversation.  

A few minutes were just spent with us trying to get to know each other – from questions about our past to what it’s like to have a friend group like theirs. Every now and then, Ony would slide in little flirtatious comments, but I was oblivious to them all that he just narrowed his eyes slightly upon realization. Soon after, I asked, “So, be forreal. Why’d you wanna talk to me?” 

Ony chuckled and began manspreading slightly.  

“I mean, shit. You couldn’t tell?” A confused look overtook my features, and I shook my head no. He just looked at me before saying, “I just wanted to see if you was fuckin wit someone.” 

I tilted my head. “If I was talking to someone?” He smiled at that and nodded, “Why?” 

‘Cute,’ he thought to himself before responding. “Because I think you’re beautiful, and I’m tryina see whatchu on.” 

I was slightly caught off-guard by how blunt he was but tried not to show it. 

“So, I’m taking this as you don’t have a girl?” I questioned. His gaze went from playful to slightly serious. 

“If I did, I wouldn’t be here.” I had to look away for a moment, not being used to this undivided attention he was giving me. Ony furrowed his brows before taking his tattooed hand and gently grabbing my jaw to bring my attention back to him. “Uh-uh, mama. Look at me.” 

I looked at him and bit my lip - a nervous habit. He glanced at my lips before licking his own, removing his hand, and smirking. “Let me take you on a date.”  

Before I could respond, I heard some feet coming down the stairs and looked in that direction. It was Mika, Sasha, and Connie. I smiled towards them, trying to make it seem like I’m not a nervous wreck around this man. Sasha smiled, but Connie and Mika knew what type of time Ony was on. 

“You almost ready to head out, N/N?” Mika questioned. I noticed that she had my purse in her hands, just in case.  

“Yeah, gimme just a minute.” She just nodded and walked towards the kitchen with the two following her.  

I turned my attention back to Ony to see that he had already been watching me with soft eyes.  

“So, whatchu think, pretty girl? You gon’ let me take you out?”  

I thought it over for a moment before smiling. “Yeah, Ony. You can.” 

He licked his bottom lip, trying to contain a smile. “Yeah?” 

“Mhm.”  

After we exchanged numbers, we stood up from the couch. He then wrapped his arms around my waist, and I wrapped mine around his neck. This was a feeling I could get used to. 

“Ima text you soon, mama. Okay?” he mumbled in my ear. 

“I gotchu,” I tried to contain my smile as we pulled away.  

We both walked to the kitchen where Sasha and Connie were bickering and Mika was just watching, shaking her head. She was the first to see us come in and started to stand up. 

“You ready?”  

I nodded and grabbed my purse from her before turning to the remaining three. 

“It was nice meeting yall,” I expressed softly with a smile.  

“You, too, pretty,” Sasha came up to hug me while whispering, “Make sure you come back, yeah?” 

I hugged her back. “Just let me know when, and I gotchu.” 

Once we made our way outside, Mika immediately asked me what was up with Ony. 

“Well, you should know that Ony doesn’t really fuck around like that,” she stated wholeheartedly. 

I stopped walking and looked at her. “You forreal? Because ion wanna get involved with him and get screwed over.” 

Mika stopped and looked at me with an intense gaze. “The reason I stopped Connie earlier was because I know how he is. Onya won’t do that. Damn near against his character,” she tried to make light of the situation, “Trust when I say, you’re good.” 

I smiled, exhaling a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Mika saw the effect her words had on me and hugged me. “Just take it slow. He’ll show you wussup,” was her advice. 

“Say less.” 

We separated from one another and finally made our way towards our cars. Once I got in and shut my door, I started my car and made my way home. After walking inside, I locked the door and went straight to the shower. I stayed in a little longer than intended, thinking about tonight’s events – from meeting new people to getting asked on a date. It all felt fast. Maybe I just needed to sleep.  

I shut off the water and began getting ready for bed. It was almost two in the morning before I laid down and heard a small ‘ping!’ from my phone. I looked over to see that it was Ony who texted.  

Ony: Any plans this Friday, pretty?  

I smile before typing, feeling a little hopeful. I guess we’ll just have to wait till then. 

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ahh. i hope it wasn't too bad. i haven't written anything ina HOT minute. this is a new platform for me. so hopefully it'll be cool. i hope yall enjoy <3 please forgive the mistakes!

[anucalor]

Mutuals (Onyankopon x Black!Reader)

y/n is a little shy. when she moves back home, her friend mika tries to get her out the house. what better way than to meet mutuals?

warnings: none. shy/nervous reader. fluff.

“Y/N, come on, it’s just a small get-together,” Mikasa mumbles. 

Mika and I have been close friends for years – constantly keeping in touch, even after I moved hours away. Due to my parents receiving better opportunities, they decided it would be best to leave what we had known behind. Through the years, we made sure to check on each other. She was there for the significant moments of my life, and I was there for her. Virtually, of course.  

That was when I was eleven. I’m twenty-three now.  

After I graduated from nursing school, I felt like it was best to return home. I made sure a job and apartment were secure before taking off. Mika was the first person to greet me with open arms. It felt good to be in a familiar place again. It felt good to be home. 

Months have passed, and things have slowly begun to fall into place. Unlike Mikasa, I’m content with how my life is now. It’s consistent - a little lonely sometimes, but it’s consistent. Being the observant person she is, she noticed but never pushed the subject. That was until tonight. 

“I could go, or I could just stay home while you go,” I quipped with a tight smile. 

Mika shook her head at me and responded.    

  “Look, you don’t have to go,” she looked at me, “I just thought you could meet my other friends. They’re chill, and I can guarantee they’ll love you.” I sighed. 

It’s difficult having to meet new people. Having to worry about the possibility of embarrassing myself is not something that I want to do – especially in front of Mika’s friends. From what I’ve heard, they’re all outgoing, quick-witted, and bold. Depending on the situation, I can be a complete nervous wreck. I’d hate for that to happen in front of her friends.  

“I dunno.” I tried to downplay how I felt, but she noticed and sighed. 

“Okay, but you know that I wouldn’t put you in a situation you weren’t comfortable with.” 

Of course, I know that. But even though I thought about going home, something told me that meeting them wouldn’t be too bad. 

I sigh, “I know. When are you thinking about leaving?” 

“In about an hour,” she responded after checking her phone. 

“Would they mind if I joined you?” I asked, not wanting to intrude. 

Mika immediately shook her head. “Nah, they already said it was cool.”  I chuckled at the fact that she had already asked before responding. 

“Alright, Mika. I’ll go.” She gave a small smile and picked up her phone. I presumed to let them know that I would be joining.  

I made my way towards the full-body mirror in her bedroom. After feeling like I looked my best, I sat on her bed and nervously scrolled on my phone. I’ve heard plenty of stories about her friends, but I’ve never thought about meeting them – until tonight. 

About an hour later, she sent me the address and we made our way to one of their houses – I think she said Connie was his name. We pulled up to the apartment at the same time and exited our cars, making sure to lock them both. I made sure to straighten out my clothes before walking around to meet Mika. I looked up and noticed a small smirk on her face. I tilted my head. 

“What?” 

“You’re so nervous,” she states obviously. 

I smack my lips, “Naw, ‘m not nervous at all.” 

Mika just chuckles and starts walking to our destination. 

We got to the door and knocked. After a few seconds, a guy opened the door. He had a buzz cut, freckles, and tattoos all on his arms. He was wearing black sweats and a white tee.  

‘Cute,’ I thought to myself.  

“You gon’ move out the way or what, Constance?” Mika asked. 

‘So, this is Connie.’ 

He just smacks his lips and moves to the side. I follow her inside. 

“I just opened the door. Whatchu on?” He scrunched his face a bit. 

“Yeah, yeah. Where is everybody?”  

“Upstairs,” he said, locking the door behind him. He turns to look at me before a small smirk takes over his features. “You Y/N, right?” he asked softly.  

I give a small smile and ‘mhm.’ 

He walks up to me and offers his hand. “Nice to meet you, mama. I’m Connie.” 

I placed my hand in his and softly shook it. “Nice to meet you.”  

Mika immediately interfered.  

“Aht, aht! Connie cut that shit out. Leave her alone.” 

I chuckled and removed my hand from his.  

“Ass always cockblocking.” He started to lead us upstairs. 

“Please, she wouldn’t talk to you no way.” They bickered so much like siblings that I could only laugh. 

Soon we made our way to the large room which held about seven other people. They immediately acknowledged Mika, but some perked up at the new face. 

“That her?” a guy with emerald eyes and his hair in a man bun asked Mikasa. 

Mika hummed, grabbed my hand, and led us to a spot to sit while introducing me to everyone and them to me.  

Sasha, Armin, Eren, Ymir, Historia, Jean, Connie... 

“...and that’s Onyankopon.”  

“You can call me Ony.” 

We made eye contact, and I could feel my heart flutter. He was dark-skinned with tattoos. He had studs and a chain on with grey sweats and a black shirt. He’s gorgeous, but he looks like the type to play around... I looked away and smiled at everyone, feeling a little more nervous than when I walked in. 

~ 

And just like Mika said, everyone was chill. They all caught onto the fact that I’m pretty shy, but it was easy to make conversation with almost everyone. 

Ony had been pretty caught up in either playing the game with Eren, Connie, and Jean or on the phone. I, of course, wasn’t gonna say anything. Maybe he’s just a quiet guy. 

But what I didn’t notice was the way Ony looked at me when I entered the room – the way he bit his lip for a moment before looking away. I didn't notice the way he studied my features when I had sat down beside Mika, or the way he smirked and went back to the game after we made eye contact. 

I didn’t notice those things, but oh, some people did... 

Armin: You good Ony? 

Connie looked down at his phone and chuckled. 

Con: his ass feelin' Y/N he good 

Ony glanced at his phone and furrowed his brows before typing. 

Ony: Aye chill out 

Jean: Is he wrong tho? 

Eren: Jean stfu and take this L 

Ony: Bruh thank you 

Eren: I didn’t say he was wrong. Speak up 

Ony rolled his eyes and tried to focus on the game, but the sound of a pretty laugh caused him to briefly peer over at me. Connie chuckled. 

  “Damn. You down bad already,” he teased. Ony just shook his head, focusing back on the game. 

After some time, Mika, Ymir, and I stood up.  

    “’m finna get a drink. Y’all want some?” Ymir questioned while walking towards the door. Mika and I followed her but turned around to see if anyone wanted anything. Ony sat his controller down and stood up.  

“Ima come.” 

It took me a second to realize how tall he was– a little over 6’2” and built. I caught myself, trying not to let my eyes linger, and walked out of the room. I could feel his presence close behind me and his amazing scent was beginning to take over my senses. ‘Ain’t no way I’m this down bad,’ is all I could think to myself. 

Once we made our way to the kitchen, I decided to chill by the bar stools while the others raided Connie’s pantry. 

“You want anything, mama?” I looked at Ony and realized that he was asking me. 

“Umm, just water is okay,” I responded with a small smile.  

He turned around to grab a water bottle for me and placed it in front of me. Simple act, right? Cool. 

After grabbing all they wanted, Mika and Ymir started to head back upstairs. I started to walk behind them, but I felt a small tug on my arm. All three of us turned around. 

“We’ll be up there ina minute.” 

I turned back to look at them, but they simply smirked. 

“Okay, Onya,” Ymir quipped before going upstairs. Ony smirked and shook his head. 

“You good?” Mika asked softly. I nodded, and she followed behind Ymir. 

Once they were far enough away, I turned towards Ony and tilted my head, confused as to what he wanted. 

“Just wanted to talk to you, pretty girl,” he started. I narrow my eyes at him slightly and hum. 

 He slid his hand from my arm to my hand and led me to the living room. Once we sat down, Ony looked at me and spoke. 

“So, how long have you known Mika?” he started. 

I gave a content smile. “We’ve been friends for years. A little over ten, I think.” 

He hummed and turned his attention towards the blank tv in front of us.  

“And how long have you guys been friends?” I asked while crossing my legs on the couch. He turned back to me before starting. 

“We met in high school. I had just moved and here, and Connie’s big-headed ass kinda forced me to chill wit’ everyone.” 

I smile, “Yeah?” 

He bit his lip and nodded. “Mhm.” 

I looked down trying to contain a smile before continuing the conversation.  

A few minutes were just spent with us trying to get to know each other – from questions about our past to what it’s like to have a friend group like theirs. Every now and then, Ony would slide in little flirtatious comments, but I was oblivious to them all that he just narrowed his eyes slightly upon realization. Soon after, I asked, “So, be forreal. Why’d you wanna talk to me?” 

Ony chuckled and began manspreading slightly.  

“I mean, shit. You couldn’t tell?” A confused look overtook my features, and I shook my head no. He just looked at me before saying, “I just wanted to see if you was fuckin wit someone.” 

I tilted my head. “If I was talking to someone?” He smiled at that and nodded, “Why?” 

‘Cute,’ he thought to himself before responding. “Because I think you’re beautiful, and I’m tryina see whatchu on.” 

I was slightly caught off-guard by how blunt he was but tried not to show it. 

“So, I’m taking this as you don’t have a girl?” I questioned. His gaze went from playful to slightly serious. 

“If I did, I wouldn’t be here.” I had to look away for a moment, not being used to this undivided attention he was giving me. Ony furrowed his brows before taking his tattooed hand and gently grabbing my jaw to bring my attention back to him. “Uh-uh, mama. Look at me.” 

I looked at him and bit my lip - a nervous habit. He glanced at my lips before licking his own, removing his hand, and smirking. “Let me take you on a date.”  

Before I could respond, I heard some feet coming down the stairs and looked in that direction. It was Mika, Sasha, and Connie. I smiled towards them, trying to make it seem like I’m not a nervous wreck around this man. Sasha smiled, but Connie and Mika knew what type of time Ony was on. 

“You almost ready to head out, N/N?” Mika questioned. I noticed that she had my purse in her hands, just in case.  

“Yeah, gimme just a minute.” She just nodded and walked towards the kitchen with the two following her.  

I turned my attention back to Ony to see that he had already been watching me with soft eyes.  

“So, whatchu think, pretty girl? You gon’ let me take you out?”  

I thought it over for a moment before smiling. “Yeah, Ony. You can.” 

He licked his bottom lip, trying to contain a smile. “Yeah?” 

“Mhm.”  

After we exchanged numbers, we stood up from the couch. He then wrapped his arms around my waist, and I wrapped mine around his neck. This was a feeling I could get used to. 

“Ima text you soon, mama. Okay?” he mumbled in my ear. 

“I gotchu,” I tried to contain my smile as we pulled away.  

We both walked to the kitchen where Sasha and Connie were bickering and Mika was just watching, shaking her head. She was the first to see us come in and started to stand up. 

“You ready?”  

I nodded and grabbed my purse from her before turning to the remaining three. 

“It was nice meeting yall,” I expressed softly with a smile.  

“You, too, pretty,” Sasha came up to hug me while whispering, “Make sure you come back, yeah?” 

I hugged her back. “Just let me know when, and I gotchu.” 

Once we made our way outside, Mika immediately asked me what was up with Ony. 

“Well, you should know that Ony doesn’t really fuck around like that,” she stated wholeheartedly. 

I stopped walking and looked at her. “You forreal? Because ion wanna get involved with him and get screwed over.” 

Mika stopped and looked at me with an intense gaze. “The reason I stopped Connie earlier was because I know how he is. Onya won’t do that. Damn near against his character,” she tried to make light of the situation, “Trust when I say, you’re good.” 

I smiled, exhaling a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Mika saw the effect her words had on me and hugged me. “Just take it slow. He’ll show you wussup,” was her advice. 

“Say less.” 

We separated from one another and finally made our way towards our cars. Once I got in and shut my door, I started my car and made my way home. After walking inside, I locked the door and went straight to the shower. I stayed in a little longer than intended, thinking about tonight’s events – from meeting new people to getting asked on a date. It all felt fast. Maybe I just needed to sleep.  

I shut off the water and began getting ready for bed. It was almost two in the morning before I laid down and heard a small ‘ping!’ from my phone. I looked over to see that it was Ony who texted.  

Ony: Any plans this Friday, pretty?  

I smile before typing, feeling a little hopeful. I guess we’ll just have to wait till then. 

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ahh. i hope it wasn't too bad. i haven't written anything ina HOT minute. this is a new platform for me. so hopefully it'll be cool. i hope yall enjoy <3 please forgive the mistakes!