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You’re asking for Mac scenarios?! I’m your girl!!! How about one where all that training with Dunk finally pays off and we carry Mac up the stairs so they can cuddle with us because I don’t think they have the strength or ability to get up there like everybody else.

Dunk can act as our bestie wingman and carry up Mac’s wheelchair while we carry the real goods because I don’t think we’re strong enough to carry that wheelchair only the Mac. ❤️🫶🏻

ohhh i absolutely love this. — been gushing over this last night trying to brainstorm 😼 — thank you for sliding in my asks 🫶

ANYTHING FOR YOU

— a mac ( date everything! ) x reader

word count : 1k

(new to this… don’t throw tomatoes at me pls)

After seeing Dunk for the first time (again), he wasted no time to bring you back into your fitness era! You were hesitant at first, not sure if you were willing to—or even had the motivation—bring yourself back into it. But as you slept on it, you decided it would be nice to try and find a schedule again.

After receiving these glasses and working at home most of the time, there was going to be a point where you were gonna lose your mind being in this house. Might as well become a better you with this much free time. You were a bit slow paced with these workouts but after you met Mac, there was a bit of determination now. Not that you noticed at first but the more you chatted with them, the more you think about them as Dunk counts your reps.

Mac doesn’t really think much of your appearance but focuses more on your technical mannerisms and skills. Doesn’t mean they don’t notice the difference in your body tone and boost of energy. The deeper the relationship between you two has gotten, the more you strive to look better for them.

It only seemed fair since they mentioned they wanted to be good enough for you. Which absolutely broke your heart once they admitted their reasonings for the necessary update—along with other important things. You knew they meant well by it, by showing no hard nor sad feelings when they said it but you decided it was your turn to be good enough for them.

You tease Mac saying one day you’ll lift them up with ease one day. They reply saying they can’t wait for when the day comes.

There are moments where you genuinely want to sweep them off their feet but you still have a fear lingering in the back of your mind that you’ll drop them. That you’re not strong enough for them. It only fuels your determination more. It doesn’t go unnoticed during the workouts. Dunk takes note of your firecracker attitude when it comes to the workout he has plans for the day. His smile gets bigger and his adrenaline skyrockets when you ask for heavier weights or challenging exercises.

Night was arriving soon and you could feel your eyes grow heavier. “You should really get to bed,” Mac gently grabbed your shoulder with their hand, the little mouse on their shoulder moving in agreement. “You spent well over our usual 14 hours today.” “You really have to be a bit more careful when it comes to indulging yourself with the screen.”

“Sometimes I can’t tell if you remember that you have the ability to blink or not.” You laugh softly and reassure them that you do blink—sometimes—. “You should invest in blue light lenses.” You tilt your head to the side, it sounded familiar yet it clicked. You’ve been seeing ads for them a lot lately… and have seen them in your cart for some unknown reason.

Mac looks off to the side as you click the pieces together, “It’s hard not to try and do these things. It runs through my veins being your computer and all.” As they face you again, you’re already leaning over from your chair and to their direction. Planting a soft kiss onto their cheek before they could say anymore.

You reassure them that you’ll buy the glasses, their shoulders visibly relax. “It’s getting to your usual bedtime, I’ll just finish scanning over any potential viruses —as I think the website you used earlier seemed a little sketch..— and sleep for the night.” They wheel over and soon extend their hand out to shoo you away but you gracefully grab it. Squeezing their hand in a heart-warming manner.

“Join me tonight.”

The blush on Mac’s face faintly paints their face. You’ve asked many times before but the expression on your face tonight said you weren’t going to listen to their excuses anymore. It wasn’t that they weren’t uncomfortable. The amount of times the both of you have fallen asleep on the couch were too many to count. It was the worst thing in the house for them: the stairs. Not Stella personally, she was a nice woman but the structure of the stairs… damn you architects.

“Join you?” Mac responded quickly, a bit surprised by your question. “Yes, upstairs.” You respond confidently. They shuddered excitedly at your changed demeanor, the blush on their face getting more visible by the second. “As much as I would love to, you know that it’s going to be a hassle to—“

You let go of their hand, soon standing up from your desk chair and finding yourself beside Mac. You lean over slightly, your fragrance overtaking their senses before they realize that your hand is slithering down to their lower back. “May I?” You ask softly. Mac’s face turns to your direction, your noses barely touching. “Are you sure?”

“Trust me.”

With that, Mac gives you a sure nod. You can’t lie to yourself and say you weren’t sweating nervously. You could feel the clothes clinging onto your back. Mac threw their arm over your shoulder and in a second, you lifted them up effortlessly.

You both had a shocked look plastered onto your faces. The office was still and quiet, only the sound you can hear was the sound of your heartbeat pounding against your own ears. “Woah. Dunk really had you training.” Mac broke the silence. You look down at them and excitedly plant a kiss on their forehead.

“You were my motivation.”

Being a romantic for a minute only took you so far. You carried Mac effortlessly through the room but that wheelchair was a pain in the ass. One minute it was stuck in the doorway, the next its wheel wasn’t turning and was dragging on the floor. Your arms flexed underneath Mac as you readjusted them on your chest. Their flustered face wasn’t determined if they enjoyed being in your arms or were embarrassed by their wheelchair not cooperating with you.

“Hey!” A familiar voice echoed through the dimmed hallway. You turn your head over your shoulders and find yourself looking at Dunk. “Glad I caught you in time. Just wanted to go over tomorrow’s workout, I have BIG things planned.”

As Dunk reached the two, his smile grew wider and the light of his eyes shined. He was so happy for you. He was so happy that you GAINED STRENGTH. “Woo!” His hand slapped on your back as he examined you, “I saw the progress but this really solidified the killer sets we’ve been doing. We knew not to say no to your inner athlete.”

Of course, he was glad you were doing this for your partner but he really was more into the fact that you looked at your prime. Dunk’s eyes found themselves on Mac, they both exchanged glances and quick waves. “These look great on you.” Dunk boosted happily, grabbing your flexed bicep and squeezing it with glee.

“I have to ask for more weights tomorrow.” You responded quickly, “Oh? I can’t say no to that. But, can I ask why?” Dunk tilted his head slightly. You quickly turned around and pointed at the wheelchair with your feet. “Noted. But lemme help you out, love to get a quick workout in before I sleep for the night.”

Before you and Mac could reassure him that there was no need, he lifted it above his head and adjusted it on his back. He did a quick squat with its weight with ease before letting out a quick ‘woo!’ “Oh, this has to be over 60 pounds. Let me get a feel for it and I’ll find out the exact weight for tomorrow.” “Be careful with it.” You bit your lip nervously. “I won’t drop it.” He responded, racing upstairs. You look at Mac and they seem completely fine with Dunk handling it.

Finally arriving at your bedroom, you thanked Dunk for his helping hand. “5am treadmill run?” He raised his eyebrow as you both fist bumped. Feeling Mac’s arms clench more forcefully around your neck as you lifted them slightly to meet fists. Your eyes flickered down at Mac before at him once you readjusted, “I’d like to sleep in tomorrow.”

“Ah, gotcha.” He noticed your priorities and nodded understandably. “Goodnight you two.”

You turned on your heels and closed the door with your hip. Gently, you placed Mac on the edge of the bed, allowing their feet to feel the floor. You pressed a kiss against their cheek before departing so the two of you could get ready for bed. You placed comfortable clothing for them to choose beside them as you did your nightly routine.

You changed and once you returned, they were wearing that band t-shirt you loved. They looked much more relaxed than before. Especially in your clothes. Your heart swelled in happiness and love. You could get used to this view.

The lights were off, all but one. Your nightstand lamp on Mac’s side. You crawled on the side of your bed, leaning over them with dilated eyes. Their hand slithers up the side of your face, “As much as I miss you during your workouts, I have to say I love this look on you.” They grinned. You move your head slightly, kissing the palm of their hand. “With the numerous fanfic posted on the internet, I’m glad we finally get to experience what people usually read about.”

With quick motion, you grab their waist and bring them close to you. Chests touching and a gentle squeeze on their hip, you two basked in each other’s presences. Your eyes flicker down to their lips and Mac notices your soft plea. The softness of their lips against yours makes your body tense. You hold them carefully but firmly. You’re overjoyed by the new opportunities that you worked hard for. All that you’ve done was for them.

Mac broke the kiss and turned off the last light. Finding themselves in your arms once more. Mac would have had a screen pop up and finish doing their usual task, but they felt so comfortable in this position with you. They wouldn’t dare ruin this moment.

You had already fallen asleep, mouth agape and your hand grasping onto the fabric of the shirt they wore. Mac sighed softly and placed their glasses on the stand before wrapping their arm around your shoulder. They planted a quick kiss on your chin before allowing themselves to dream for the night.

WHEWWW i’ve been through so much while writing this. hoped on grow a garden when i was finishing it up and just in time before i have dnd!

hope you enjoy and did your prompt justice ♥️ first time writing (serious) fanfic KINDA NERVOUS

will be doing the asks later this week!! trust!!!

#YAYYYYYYYYYYYY #THIS IS AMAZING BROOOOOOO #wait i have to draw this ....

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