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makilovescofi · 2 years

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Sleep - Tim Drake x reader

Tim and y/n are sleep deprived mfs

I finally left my room after hours of editing my essay to perfection. I looked at myself in the mirror, jeez I need to take care of myself. After staring at shit for a hot minute, I fixed my posture, brushed my hair and washed my face to refresh myself.

I miss my boyfriend so I drove over to the mansion. Yes, it might be a little late into the night but I'm sure Tim is in a crappy physical or mental state right now. I knock on the door and was met with the best butler to ever exist across all universes.

"Miss Y/n, it's a pleasure to see you this evening, you're here for Master Tim, yes?"

"Yes that's right, it's good to see you too." I make a lame attempt to smile, trying to defy my tiredness, at Alfred and he let me by.

"Master Tim is in his bedroom," I briefly thanked him and make my way to Tim's room.

"Tim?" Knock knock "Baby?"

A muffled sentence managed to make its way through the door. I took that as a sign to enter. The door opened effortlessly when I've only turned the doorknob.

"Tim?" I saw a small tuff of his hair just over the chair he sat on. Gamer boy. He has several illuminating monitors, they were the only thing lighting the room.

"Hey baby," his late response didn't even feel like it was directed to me. I proceeded to walk next to him. I turned around and leaned against his desk, my face facing his.

"You look like hell,"

"Yeah?" He spared me a glance, "I just got back."

I crossed my arms, "I assume 'I-just-got-back' was several hours ago." His pupil twitched to the bottom of the screen to check the time.

"Shhit"

"Ya shit, come on, let's go to bed,"

He opened his mouth to protest, "I'm almost-"

"Liar, you take another hour to finish up with work,"

He grumbled like the baby he is. He didn't say anything, soon after there were a few more clicks and taps from the keyboard and mouse.

He pushed away from his desk and turned to me, "happy?"

"Very," I smiled to him and gave him a peck on his forehead. "Thank you baby~."

"Ya ya, don't blame me if there's a war I could've prevented." I can't tell if he was kidding. I gave him another kiss.

He's got really dark eyebags, his eyelids are getting red too. Beneath the red and the black, he's got fair, pretty skin. He's so handsome, very pretty-. Well he hasn't been out in the sun for a solid 24 hours. Touch some grass dumbass.

I completely forgot that I was staring at him. "Y/n?" Oh he said my name.

"Yes?" I stared for too long.

"Quit staring, I'm going to the bathroom, we can watch a movie if you want?" He's so cute omfg-

"Of course!" I quickly kissed him and went to the kitchen.

After he washed up and I grabbed some snacks, we sat down on his bed to watch a movie. We sat there for 20 minutes deciding what movie to watch.

Kidding.

We decided to have a Matrix marathon. We watched it plenty of times, we both know the goal is to sleep. But why sleep when I can look at his pretty face.

No, no, I need sleep.

Tim glanced at me, "You're staring again. What's with you? Take a picture already." He smiled nervously. He's probably wondering if there's something on his face.

"Nothing, I just love you. You're an idiot for not sleeping."

He looked at me weirdly, "What does that mean!? You can't say shit about sleep either."

It wasn't long before we ended cuddling in the couch, legs intertwined. Tim's warm breath settled on my skin. It was so calming, I didn't realize I feel asleep with him.

-Jason's pov

Tim hasn't shown his face in the past 10 hours. That's not a problem, but he normally comes out of his room at this time.

'Watch him be dead in his chair.' I mentally groaned. It's time for him to touch grass. I walked to his room and saw an odd lump close to his chest. Upon further inspection, it's clearly y/n huddled against his chest, and the 3rd movie of the matrix was playing. I grinned to myself.

Get it ig🤷‍♀️.

I took my time taking photos, making sure they looked good. I can't wait to show it to everyone.

#tim drake x reader #tim drake #red robin #red robin x reader #batfam #jason todd #red hood

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makilovescofi · 2 years

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Admire♡

Tighnari x reader

⚠️ NOT EDITED ⚠️ imsorry

Hey hi, this is my first fanfic on Tumblr, I just wanted to write some tighnari fluff.

Background: Y/n is an academia student and hangs around the forest watchers to collect data and write conclusive essays about withering zones and general danger they encounter. Talking to tighnari is y/n's course of action as he is the lead forest watcher.

Summary: Collei helps Y/n notice her crush on a certain mushroom drug addict. Y/n starts acting a little weird around Tighanri, do you think he'll notice???

•♡~♡•

Having the biggest and most obvious crush on the lead forest ranger distracted you from your duties as an illustrator and researcher. It's not your fault he's perfectly your type.

You've been hanging around Tighnari for sometime now, he was able to provide you with quick information and constructive criticism on your papers. Sometimes he went on and on about the plants that were included in your illustrations or how his day went while you drew. He talked, you listened.

It goes over your brain when he doesn't act like this to most people. Collei was the first one who mentioned it to you.

You cheerfully ran up to Collei to show the gorgeous padisarahs you just received, a demanding flower that makes valuable spices.

"Collei! Help me out here, I need a suitable vase for these. Nari gave me a padisarahs. Isn't that amazing!? These don't grow around here."

Collei beamed at the sight of you, "Those are beautiful, Y/n! Master Tighnari doesn't really do this for others. You must be very special to him."

It took you a second to think about it. You look dumbfounded, dumbass, ha.

"He's wonderful. I'm glad he feels the same? He's also dear to me." You sheepishly commented. Your brain started to wander, 'I'm special, could there be more to this-?' You couldn't help but blush.

"Oooooh? Are you interested in Master Tighnari??? if so, I CAN HELP!!!" Your eyes widened.

"SHHHH SHHH No no!!! It's not like that, we're good friends, thank you Collei." Your ears burned bright red, "What if he hears?!" You scooted her to a quieter and more private space. You were really embarrassed. You took note of Tighnari's good hearing.

"Yyy/n!!!" You hushed her once again, she quieted down for you. "You make lovey eyes to Master Tighnari everytime you're around him, it's almost obvious you're into him." What is she, your kid? Ya probably.

"I'm into him?" This is flying over your head. Collei groaned in frustration.

-♡~♡-

Now you're here scribbling in your sketch book thinking about today's conversation. 'He's done so much for me, we've spent a lot of time together... fought withering zones, explored some secret caves, did experiments, and read with eachother. Would he be into me after all this time?' You pondered Tighnari's relationship with you. Reminiscing small bits of his face from the times you two hung out. Before you knew it, you had multiple sketches of him. A sketch of his face, clothes, his smile.

You didn't realize how much time has passed, looking back at your drawings, you had to admit it to yourself. "Ya, I've got a crush on him." You said bluntly.

"A crush on who?"

You slammed your sketchbook shut. "AH! No one!" You whipped your head toward the voice behind you.

Tighnari.

"Doesn't sound like no one, come on, I'm your best friend Y/n!"

"You..." You had to pause, you're getting ahead of yourself aren't you? You big lummox, don't tell him now, "startled me! Yes, it's no one."

His ear twitched, that didn't go unnoticed by you, "you just said- nevermind, I could use your help this afternoon, are you still available this afternoon?"

"Oh jeez, yes of course I'll help, sorry, I got carried away with my sketches." You started packing your supplies and slung your bag around your shoulder.

"I was getting worried that you weren't around, so I went to look for you. That must be a big crush you must have in order to loose track of time." He says tauntingly. What a tease.

You quickly stood up, "It's not a crush!!!"

He shrugs his shoulders, "Sure, whatever you say to help you sleep at night." Tighnari waves his hand around.

You sighed and left with your now-discovered crush.

"Sooo, what do you like about this guy?"

What a curious fox, you have to say something, he'll think it's him.

"He's uh"

"He'ss?" Nari pushed you to continue.

"He's cute."

"Oh come on, for a publisher and an artist, you're not very good at describing."

-♡~♡-

You two made it back to his private abode back in Gandharva Ville. The conversation you both first discussed was long deserted once you two started talking about plants, especially Tighnari's research on various fungi.

You didn't notice when you entered his place, the test tubes and mushrooms inside were more interesting to look at.

He explained his experiment and you have him some questions and input. You took the opportunity to tinker around with hie experiment, of course you explain what you're doing, just to see if it has any reactions. This went on for sometime before you accidentally discovered something.

One of the fungi exploded some kind of powder in your hands, from the scare, you knocked your bag over and several other things that were on the table.

"Y/n!" Tighnari gets up from his seat, his attention was torn away from his paperwork onto you. "Are you alright?"

"Yes I am..." your voice squeaked, barely above a whisper.

He checks your hands looking for any cuts or reactions on your skin. He sees you're alright and gives you a hand cleaning up.

You felt really guilty, he clearly spent time on this and you just knocked over almost half of the project.

You both were crouched down on the floor too pick up some vials and papers.

"Nari..." Your voice whispered, "I'm sorry. I can recreate the experiment."

"Mhm? There's no broken glass or missed data. It's alright y/n." He doesn't look at you, is he mad? Lying? Is it really ok?

"But,"

"No buts, it'd be a different story if you got hurt. Here, you can take the vials to the cabinet while I organize these papers." You fail to notice your notebook flipped open to the perfect sketches of him. Since your attention is elsewhere, Tighnari notices the pretty drawing of himself.

He quickly looks over it, taking great interest in the sketchpad, "Is that me?" He's amused, curious, deep in thought.

You look back at him and panick, 'does he hate it??? Does he feel weirded out?'

You quietly sqeaked a "yes" to respond.

"Awe, you like me this much? Who knew," it's so obvious he knew all this time, even before you found out you like him.

Your ears burned bright red out of embarrassment and being flustered. "Shut up! You already knew?!," you rushed over to him to grab your sketchbook back.

He raised the book out of your reach, there wasn't a big hight difference, you just had to jump to get it. He laughed in your face, literally.

That was only when u realize how close you two were, your gaze glanced at his lips. He noticed and quickly kissed your cheek. 'Alofocenrkgowo'

"I like you back lummox."

"I- you rude bit-"

"Now, now, is that how you talk to your crush?" He's really trying to start something. This dumb-

"Asshat, you have a crush on me too." You were kinda embarrassed so you whispered. Your mind raced, going at 3000mph. You couldn't look away from his lips.

"You're still staring, was that not enough for you?" Tighnari was endearing and playful at the same time. You didn't notice his arm around your waist until now, it was impossible to not lean on him.

"Maybe, one more. On the lips."

#tighnari #tighnari genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin sumeru #genshin fluff #genshin collei #genshin fanfic #genshin tighnari #tighnari x reader #genshin impact tighnari

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makilovescofi · 2 years

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I will gladly cry over this man.💘💘💘

The Lift

Damian Wayne X Reader (GN) Word count: 1790± Warning: Profanity, being trapped in small space for a moment. Summary: Lift is where the magic happens, such as getting to know this Damian Wayne.

A/N: This scenario has been going around my head for some time and I'm not sure who to write it for, but I decided that this one should be okay, kinda. ALSO, I decided to go with lifts instead of elevators because that's what I'm used to using.

Y/N was that late. The lobby was not crowded any more. No lines formed heading towards the lift. All there was this other person who skipped in quick pace in front of them. In fact, said person almost shut the lift door in front of them, leading to an almost even more delay.

Luckily, Y/N was quick. They slipped through the lift door and leaned back against one of the walls as the previous person pushed the close door button and the number six button after that. The person looked at them with their menacing eyes. Intimidated, Y/N looked down.

Honestly, how could anyone not feel intimidated by this person? A tall, lean person, who had hands that looked like a punch from this person could knock anyone out in a single blow. Also, he happened to be the richest person standing in the building. His father might as well owned the city.

Damian Wayne. Emphasise on the Wayne.

It felt like forever had passed until the lift finally reached the sixth floor. Y/N thought he would let them step out first, but he did not. Both ended up squashed in the middle of the lift door. Muttering a few apologies, Y/N finally stepped back and let him walk off.

The Wayne turned towards the hallway that Y/N would be heading as well. In all honesty, their heart jumped a little out of mixed feelings when he stopped in front of the door of the class they also meant to enter.

Damian looked at Y/N, flicking his head aside as if saying, you first.

Y/N sighed, both feeling somewhat defeated and done with this shit at the same time.

With so, Y/N went around him and carefully and quietly pushed the door open. The professor stopped mid-talking and looked at their direction and nodded. Y/N entered and sat at the nearest empty seat from them, happened to be the two in the side front.

Y/N took the one not against the wall. Damian Wayne looked at them and gestured them to move aside. So, they moved to the one against the wall and took out a notebook and a pencil case.

The rest of the class went not in the fashion that Y/N liked. The professor was awfully racist and he made that his whole personality. Sitting next to Mr Popular here felt oddly uncomfortable. However, it ended on time and they left as soon as possible.

As Y/N entered the lift to head down, Damian Wayne slipped in. Y/N quickly reached for the ground floor button, but he also reached for it and the two's hands collided by accident. Y/N looked at him, finding that he looked at them. Y/N retracted their hand and looked away.

After a few seconds, Y/N realized that the lift went nowhere and looked at the buttons, seeing that none of them lit. Y/N glanced at Damian again. This time, seeing that he also turned to them made Y/N want to scream. Y/N shut their lips tight and curled their hands into fists. Looking the other way, but, Y/N's hand reached for the buttons. Again, it crashed with Damian's hand that seemed to be reaching for the buttons at the same time.

On the next second, Damian grabbed Y/N's wrist and keeping it aside with that hand as he pushed the button with the other hand. He released Y/N's wrist after.

The ride started and neither of them looked at each other the whole way.

***

A week had pass, Y/N intentionally left early to campus hopefully to avoid last week's incident.

The lobby was considerably empty still. However, when Y/N got to the lift, someone had entered and they were about to as well until they saw who it happened to be. Damian Wayne. Again.

Damian clocked Y/N and pushed a button. Y/N waited for the door to close, but it did not close. Instead, they were welcomed with Damian Wayne rolling his eyes. He, then, looked at me expectantly and flicked his head aside as if telling me to rush. That would be when Y/N realised that Damian was pushing the button so the lift door stayed open and they could step in rather than to close the door so they did not have to be in the same lift.

With so, Y/N skipped into the lift and claimed a position by a corner. Damian pressed the number six button.

The whole ride was quiet. Y/N somewhat hoped that people would come in every now and again. However, no one did and the short ride up felt longer than it supposed to.

By the third floor, Y/N started taking out their phone. By the fourth floor, Damian also took out his phone. By the fifth floor, the lift stopped in a sudden. The lights went out and soon replaced by a dimmer light.

A second passed. Then, two.

"Fuck," Y/N realised what happened.

"You good?" Damian asked.

"I mean, yeah, it's gonna go soon, right?" Y/N responded, chuckling humbly.

"No," Damian looked up from his phone. "Network's gone, meaning at least the whole area lost power, possibly the whole city."

Y/N looked at their phone and dropped their jaw upon seeing that there was no service. It was there a few seconds ago. They were just receiving a text from a friend.

"The whole city?" Y/N repeated. "How do you even know?"

"Simple logic," Damian said, approaching the buttons.

Damian started trying to communicate through the emergency phone. No response.

For a while, we stood silently, not even looking at one another. I wished in the depths of my heart that the lift would soon work.

However, Damian turned his head towards me.

"At least we don't get to listen to that buffoon for two hours straight," Damian said.

"Oh, I thought you're enjoying his lecture," Y/N said, copying the professor's hand gestures.

"If I get the chance, I will skin him and turn him into a rug," Damian said.

Y/N chuckled lightly.

Another pause coated the air.

"So, how long do you think it's gonna last?" Y/N asked.

"There's a very likely possibility that a huge crime is being committed at the moment. We just have to wait until they get caught or escape, then, we wait for people who are alive to get everything back on, so, a while," Damian answered.

"In this building?" Y/N questioned.

"This building is in the middle of the city where banks and government buildings are, so, maybe. I don't see why they would want anything to do with a university," Damian said.

"Well, we could die of anything and anytime, why not crime?" Y/N awkwardly chuckled and started rapidly saying, "Maybe you're said criminal since you make so much sense. Speaking of which, please, don't kill me, I have three cats and my roommate is evil, they'll be strays."

"Calm down," he said.

"I'm calm," Y/N insisted.

"You're not," Damian pointed out. "Sitting down helps."

"What if I sit down and the lift falls?" Y/N challenged.

"It will not," Damian replied.

Y/N slowly sit down with my legs folded up, putting their bag down from their shoulder.

"You think Batman would risk coming out in the daylight with this situation?" Y/N asked.

Damian let out an amused sound and sat himself down.

"Not likely," Damian said.

"Ah, you're so sure," Y/N pointed out.

"I'm also sure Superman is on vacation. Who knows, they might be on vacation together," Damian continued.

Y/N looked at him in disbelief. For the first time, they saw him smiling though it was only slightly

"Okay, Mr Criminal," Y/N said.

"Sure," Damian sighed.

A pause.

"Why'd you take the class?" Damian asked.

"It's part of my program. It's just… the other class is already full, so, I'm stuck with that professor," Y/N answered. "You?"

"Same case," Damian lightly shrugged.

"I mean, you have influence. Can't you just request a seat in the other class or something?" Y/N asked. "You don't even have to bribe them. They will never say no to the Waynes."

"I don't partake in that system, thank you," Damian said.

"People treat you like you do, anyway," Y/N said.

"Yeah, who cares?" Damian replied.

Even thought that was said casually, Y/N heard a tone of sadness in the response.

"I'm gonna drop the class," Damian said. "I can't stand that guy."

"Can't we, like, in unison, all send a complaint letter to the faculty and get him fired, hopefully getting a replacement?" Y/N suggested.

"We probably could," Damian nodded. "Yeah, you're right. I should start with that."

With so, Damian took out his laptop.

"What are you doing?" Y/N said.

"Starting the complaint letter," Damian casually answered.

Upon not hearing a response, Damian looked up to me.

"Joking," he informed, putting back his laptop into the bag.

That fetched a bitter chuckle out of Y/N.

Another pause followed.

"Are we gonna have to rip the door open?" Y/N voiced.

"Stop panicking," Damian replied.

"I'm not—"

"You are. Just calm down, celebrate that you don't have to get into that stupid lecture," Damian cut off. "Also, this building is not that old, the elevators are modern built and it's practically impossible to rip it open without heavy tools."

"Now, you see why I think you're the criminal? You know so much about this shit," Y/N said.

"Yeah, I just know things, it's not my fault," Damian shrugged. "If I'm about to commit a crime that needs the whole city to shut down, literally, do you think I would be in here?"

Y/N scooted further from him. Seeing that, Damian looked at them in offense. They locked gaze for a moment, then Y/N chuckled. Looking slightly amused, Damian shook his head.

"I never got your name," Damian said.

"Of course," Y/N nodded. "Y/N."

"Y/N," Damian nodded.

"Yeah."

"Cool."

"Sure."

"I'm Damian."

"Oh, fuck off," Y/N scoffed. "Everybody knows, Damian."

Damian lightly chuckled.

A moment of silence passed after that. Out of nowhere, the lights turned back off and the next time the lights turned on, everything went back to normal. The fan started working again and the tube slowly ascended.

Y/N and Damian stood up and picked up their bags. Y/N looked at their phone and there was still no signal.

"So, it looks like we're gonna have to attend the stupid lecture after all," Y/N said.

The lift stopped and the doors opened on the sixth floor.

***

A week later, Y/N came to the campus on the same time as last week. Oddly enough, they were hoping that this time they would be sharing the lift with the same person as last week.

Lo and behold, pressing the up button in front of the lifts was Damian Wayne. He saw Y/N when they arrived and nodded once. Y/N nodded back at him and waited next to him.

Soon, they got into the lift and ascended. No words were exchanged all the way. Not even in class though they sat next to each other. People started coming and taking seats around them. They just sat there, busy by themselves.

Eventually, the time came to when the class should start. A few moments passed and the door finally opened. Instead of the expected professor, another professor was the one walking in, the one who taught in the other class.

"Alright, good morning, everyone," the professor greeted cheerfully. "I know this might be a surprise, but from now on, I will be taking over this class for—"

Before the professor could finish her sentence, as if they were in middle school, the room full of college students cheered.

Delightedly surprised, Y/N looked at Damian in a confronting manner. Damian, who looked back at them, shrugged.

"You did this," Y/N accused, quietly.

"Technically not," Damian replied. "My father might have… heard me ranting about this professor to my brother."

Y/N smiled, saying, "Thank you."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Damian flatly said, having a barely seen smile on his face.

***

Y/N decided to thank Damian about the professor stuff and bought coffee before going into class the following week. Not really sure about what he might prefer, hell, he might even not prefer coffee, Y/N ordered him a cup of hot americano and had a sugar packet prepared.

When they arrived at campus and about to head to class, Y/N met Damian in front of the lift. The doors had just opened by then and they both entered. Damian pressed the number six button and waited for the doors to close.

Y/N lightly elbowed Damian.

"I got you coffee. I just wanna thank you for… you know," Y/N said, handing over one of the two cups they held. "I don't know how you take your coffee, it's just americano. I also have some sugar if you want."

Taking the cup, Damian said, "Thank you."

"It's nothing. You literally saved a bunch of our lives," Y/N joked.

Damian let out a chuckle.

"It's alright," Damian said, looking at the coffee cup. "Oh, it's… from the one by the corner. That place is always full."

"We all have at least one barista friend and I'm just lucky that mine is working there," Y/N said.

Damian shrugged and sipped the coffee.

The lift stopped on the third floor and when it opened two people walked in. However, not only just some people. They were the dean and the infamous Mr Bruce Wayne.

"Ah, exactly who I'm looking for," Mr Wayne said, looking at Damian.

"Father," Damian formally greeted. "Dean."

"You're drinking coffee. I thought you hate coffee," Mr Wayne said.

Y/N's looked down immediately, not being able to actually hide their smile and covered the bottom half of their face with a hand.

"I never said that," Damian clarified.

As if he just realised it when he looked up at the numbers on the top of the lift doors, Mr Wayne sighed, tilting his head.

"We're going up? I thought we're going down," Mr Wayne said.

"Of course we are going up. We are heading to class, father," Damian sighed.

Just then, Y/N felt Mr Wayne's gaze on them.

"Oh, you're Damian's friend," he concluded. "This is exciting."

Behind Mr Wayne, Damian slightly glared at Y/N.

"We're only classmates," Y/N smiled, hoping that that would not make Damian uncomfortable.

"What's the difference?" Mr Wayne chuckled.

Wow, billionaires are weird, Y/N thought.

The lift stopped on the sixth floor by then and the doors opened.

"It's really nice meeting you, Mr Wayne," Y/N politely said as they stepped out.

"Have a nice day," Mr Wayne replied.

"I will be going as well," Damian informed to his father. "My class will start—"

"We have an emergency, son, let's go right back down," Mr Wayne said to Damian.

***

The next time Y/N saw him, Damian looked rough. He looked tired and sleep deprived. His shoulders were slouched, even though anyone could barely see them slouched with that posture. This time, he was the one entering the half-closed lift door while Y/N had already been inside.

Y/N also saw that Damian had two cups of something in his hands. They only looked at each other for a moment before Y/N pressed the number six button.

"You pulled an all-nighter doing someone's work?" Y/N asked.

"You can say that," Damian said, handing over a cup to Y/N.

"I heard you hate coffee," Y/N brought up, accepting the cup given to them.

Damian only sighed deeply.

"I'm so sorry," Y/N said.

"It's fine," Damian said..

"And thank you," Y/N said, gesturing the cup they held. "Oh, wait, is it your birthday? Happy birthday?"

Damian turned towards Y/N, frowning. Y/N lifted their shoulders in return.

"I stopped by a place, might as well," Damian casually said.

Y/N chuckled. Damian rolled his eyes in defeat.

Soon, they arrived at their destined floor and had to get off the lift. It was funny to think that the time in the lift now felt way shorter than it used to. However, Y/N did not want to end this one just yet and tapped their pockets.

"Shit, I left my phone in my car," Y/N pressed the close button and pressed the button that would take the lift to the floor they got into it to.

"Really? Can't you let me out first?" Damian complained.

"Oh, right," Y/N said, fishing through their bag. "Oop, never mind, I found my phone."

Damian exhaled again, looked slightly annoyed.

"Sorry. I thought that'd cheer you up or something," Y/N admitted.

The door opened, showing a handful of people waiting for the two to get out of the lift. They only looked away from the newly arrived passengers and stepped into the corners, letting the others in. Eventually, they returned to the sixth floor and exited the lift.

***

After a few months, Damian and Y/N soon came to the end of the semester and this would be the last time they would be meeting this semester in this class.

They came from rushing to catch the lift to waiting for each other before getting into the lift. Eventually, they stopped pressing buttons just so they could talk and only got out of the lift when it somehow stopped at the sixth floor. They came from getting each other morning beverages to bringing each other breakfast to eat before or after class. At some point, they exchanged contact info, but they never really talked outside of class or the lift.

This morning, the two arrived at the lobby at the same time. Damian, with two paper bags and Y/N with two hot beverages. They immediately entered the lift and did not bother pressing any buttons, letting the lift brought them wherever it willed.

Y/N handed over Damian's cup and Damian returned it with a paper bag. It smelled like pastry and cheese.

"I can't believe this semester's finally coming to an end," Y/N sighed.

"Agreed," Damian nodded. "This semester sucks."

"True, I mean, this is the only thing that keeps me motivated to get up in the morning," Y/N gestured the space in between them.

"Frankly, I can say the same," Damian said. "It's your fault if I flunk next semester."

Y/N chuckled.

"It's crazy we only see each other once a week," Y/N said. "Sure, this is a huge building with a bunch of people going in and out of it, but I really have never seen you any other day."

"We can probably synchronise our schedule next semester to keep this going if you want," Damian suggested.

"You know we can hangout outside of campus, right? If we want," Y/N replied.

"Do you want to?" Damian asked.

With heat creeping up their cheeks, Y/N pressed their lips into a flat smile.

"Are you asking for real?" Y/N challenged.

"This Saturday is my sister's birthday and she allows everyone to bring a plus one. So, if you want to, I can arrange something," Damian said.

"Are you asking for real?" Y/N repeated in the same tone.

"Obviously," Damian sighed, looking away for a second. "Now, do you want to?"

"Go to your sister's birthday as your plus one?" Y/N clarified.

"Yes," Damian said.

"Alright," Y/N nodded. "I hope it's somewhere high so we can hang out in the lift."

Damian tilted his head, facing Y/N. Y/N gave him a playful smile. Just then, Damian laughed a little as the door opened. Damian and Y/N scooted over towards their respective corner.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it," Damian said, despite other people hearing him.

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