#and because matty is selfish. it drives him insane

[5am-moonlight]

can i get some mcfreakin uhhhh voltron matt x reader fluffy times 👀

yo nonnie I’m sorry this took so fucking long

also the cat is based off a real stray cat that we kept for like two weeks on and off but it’s g he has a genuine home now also the allergy thing happened too 🤙

Uhh yes this is Christmas themed (I kno, it’s not Halloween yet, I hate myself too) but there’s no real mention of the holiday,,, warnings: uhhh idk mention of condoms but all still pg 12.

The minute you woke up on Christmas Eve, you started to really get excited. You’d known exactly what to get Matt, you saw how his eyes lingered on the new Killbot Phantasom: Battle for Earth. Apparently it was completely revamped, 4K HD Graphics, new mech characters. You liked games, not as much as him, you were more computer-y, but you played some PS4 games now and again when you had the time, and you had to agree it did look amazing. You had pre-ordered it months, even a year or so ago, and you were incredibly excited to see his face when you gave him his gift.

Meanwhile, Matt was absolutely shitting himself. He had wanted to get you the new Killbot Phantasom game, as it was something you guys could play together, but it had completely sold out. He could admit, his present choice was completely selfish but he would take any excuse to spend time with you now. Even as roommates, you guys saw very little of each other. You were working a part time undergrad degree in cyber security, and had a part time job, so if you weren’t asleep you were out of the house. Matt was a full time post grad student, and he sometimes even did bartending gigs to get some more funds in. You were both in school on scholarships, but money is something you could never have too much of in college. However recently, you’d managed to get the Christmas break off from your job because of the amount of overtime you’d done, and Matt had claimed he was ‘out of the state’ and ‘visiting family for Christmas’ so his boss would also let him have the few weeks too. He was adamant that you guys would be able to spend some time together, so he’d told you he’d had planned a Christmas dinner type thing and to buy some food (majoritly drink, he’d wrote it on the list three separate times,) and anything else that you guys might want, snacks and stuff. He knew you didn’t really like big events or anything and he promised it wasn’t actually anything like a genuine family Christmas dinner, neither of you actually celebrated Christmas, not enough money and not enough time, among other things, and you were incredibly excited. Hell, any reason to spend any time with Matt alone made you excited. He was your best friend first, and crush second but the more time went on the more you could tell this was starting to become something more than a crush. The way his laugh made your stomach get butterflies, or how he would stick his tongue out through his teeth when he was really concentrating, completely lost in his work. Or the days when he would come up behind you and pick you up in surprise. You knew he loved you, albeit only platonically, but you’d been in love with him for so long you’d happily take being his best friend over potentially loosing him. Didn’t really help he was really fucking pretty though.

Although if he was asked, he’d say the exact same thing about you.

When he woke up, he was incredibly nervous. He’d managed to scrap together some things he’d thought you’d like, but it wasn’t what he thought would be perfect. He knew you’d love anything you were given, but he wanted to feel like his gift was perfect. He’d also decided (see: be threatened by Pidge that if he didn’t she was gonna tell you herself) that he was gonna tell you how he felt, and he was terrified. Objectively, he knew he couldn’t keep his feelings for you under wraps for much longer. Every little thing you did was driving him insane. The way you’d look when you just woke up, sleepy and mumbling. The one time you accidentally poured orange juice into your cereal and turned around and buried your head in his shoulder, groaning. He’d spent the rest of the day blushing, so much so that Pidge actually thought he was ill. Or the way, sometimes, if he asked you about your day or your favourite hobby, your eyes would smile, and you’d get so excited. The main thing, that would always make him smile, no matter what, was the way you’d ask him to do something you knew he didn’t want. You would hug his arm, and beg “Please Matty?”. Your eyes would go big and you’d jump up and laugh and hug him if he’d agree. He always knew that you’d never do anything he actually didn’t want, and he trusted you with his life.

You’d come home once, drenched in rain, and in the middle of running to the bathroom, your jacket had meowed. Your eyes had gone really wide and then you’d slowly put your hand in your coat and brought out a tiny kitten, the size of your hands and placed him right in front of Matt’s face. “Please?”. You’d looked so mischievous and hopeful, he couldn’t say no. Also, the fact you’d hugged him for like ten minutes and kept on referring to him as “daddy” when talking to the kitten, which made his heart incredibly weak and made him feel incredibly soft. You’d called the kitten Monroe, and you were so soft for him. Until Matt discovered he was allergic to cats. You’d spent the night with him after you’d given Monroe to Pidge, just talking and watching movies. You’d seen how sad he was, which surprised himself, Monroe had been your baby, and made him a pillow fort in the sitting room, and gotten a ton of cat related movies on your Netflix. You’d fallen asleep on his shoulder and when he tried to move you to make you more comfortable, you’d mumbled and snuggled into him, clinging onto his chest. He remembered how his heart was going 50m/ph, and how peaceful you had looked. He hadn’t ever wanted a pet, but now he was happy you’d gotten one, no matter how it ended.

He started work on the “Christmas dinner” which was essentially his mother’s recipe for mac and cheese which included five different cheeses, some store bought potato salad, Doritos, dips, and a bags of jellies and sweets and chocolates. He managed to set everything up like a pic’n’mix stall, and got to work on the movie set up. His memory of you and him in the pillow fort remains one of his favourites, as the day he knew he had fallen in love with you. You texted Matt you were on your way home, after stopping from the shopping centre to pick up his gift, and some more sugary stuff, including a Lindt chocolate bunny that you would get each other every year, and a pack of condoms as a joke, since you’d seen him with a really smart, pretty new girl in his class. You knew she liked him, she’d come up to you at one point asking about Matt since she knew you two were roommates. He was always nervous around girls, with exception to you, which you put down to the fact you’d known him for most of your life, grown up together. You’d tried to set him up with some girls, and a few guys you knew, as a kind of way to force yourself to get over him. You’d been in love with him as long as you could remember, but realistically you knew it was never gonna happen. You didn’t like to think about too much because it made your heart hurt, like there was a hole in your chest, but you knew he was a genuine guy and whoever he would end up with was definitely lucky. Even if it wasn’t you.

You’d reached your front door at this point, and stood up straight, taking a deep breath.

“Hey! I’m hom-“ You were shocked. The hall had been decorated with fairy lights. You walked into the sitting room, speechless. You had obviously known that Matt was preparing something but not *this. He had taken his mattress, and yours you’d assumed, and put them where the couch had been. The couch had been pulled back and the cushioning taken down and put around the mattresses, for head rests and back rests, making a sort of crude looking chaise longue. There were pillows everywhere, and stacked piles of duvets and blankets. There was a small table on both sides of the fort, filled with what looked like movie bags of sweets, and wrapped presents,as well as a pic’n’mix table behind the couch. Matt hadn’t realised you were home, and he was still working in the kitchen.

“Matt”. You breathed out. “This is..insane. It must have taken you forever!”

He jumped a little bit at your voice, not expecting you some until another half an hour.

“Oh! Yeah hey y/n, I...uh, was-wasn’t expecting you until another while. D-do you like it? Everything?”

You placed your bag-for-life on the counter top and ran over to him, tackling him in a hug.

“Mattie, it looks amazing. What possessed you to work so hard on this?”

He blushed, a red flush working all the way up to the tips of his ears, and looked down to the floor.

You ducked under him, as he was much taller than you, and put your finger under his chin as to make him look at you.

“Hey, what’s up? Talk to m- hmmph”

He had slipped his strong arms around your middle and kissed you. You melted into the kiss, balancing yourself by putting your arms around his shoulders. He hoisted you up, so you would wrap your legs around him, as he held you impossibly close. You broke away with a gasp, after what seemed like hours. You’d only done it once but you knew you could loose yourself in kissing Matt.

“How long?” He seemed breathless, still holding on to your waist.

“Remember that time you defeated the final boss in Killbot Phantasom, and you picked me up and spun me around? Then”

He laughed at that, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“Then? I was 10 years old, you’d gotten the game for your 7th birthday. That long?”

You ruffled his hair, and moved to hold his hand.

“C’mon. I’ve something to show you”

You brought him out to the sitting room, still holding his hand, then pushed him onto the mattresses. He made an indignant yelp, which made you laugh, and then you yelled as he pulled you down with him. You landed on him with an oof, laughing as he started messing with you, kissing your face and neck. You eventually came out on top, resting your hands on his sides. You reached over to his table, picking up your present for him, wrapped so carefully.

“Here. Open it.”

You placed it on his chest, still partially sitting in his lap while he sat up a little straighter. He looked incredibly excited, pausing for a second before mauling the gift open. He stopped when he recognised the cover, not even fully opening your gift before he carefully placed it beside him, and tackled you guys over, so he was out on top.

“You didn’t”

“I did”

“New plan for the Christmas break, we aren’t leaving the apartment until that’s finished. You started this, now you’re stuck with me”

You smiled, and pulled him down for another breathtaking kiss.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

[tarasstorybook]

Date Night Part 2

Gaviel smiles and chuckles as he leaves. Amy and Tarq never did show up later, he didn’t care though Amy was a nosy little shit anyway. Gaviel was actually pretty grateful that they had taken off and done their own thing for the day. Gaviel had never felt nervous or anxious before, or at least not for a long, long time. He figured it was because, in Amabiel’s words, he wasn’t very social when it came to talking to others. Matti gave him a sense of confidence and put his mind to ease that everything was going to be fine. It did make him feel a little bit better about his people skills, rusty as they were. However it didn’t stop him from feeling nervous about meeting someone he had just met. He thought about just skipping out on the meetup, but Amatiel’s words echoed in his head about how that would be rude. Gaviel sighs and sucks it up, he figured there would be the chance of Caleb not showing up anyway. He was more or less hoping that was the case. Gav realised he was thinking selfishly and forced himself to stop thinking like that. He was raised better than to think like that.

He decided that he would have to take his chances with the young man in the alleyway he met him in. it didn’t take him long to arrive in the alleyway later that evening like he was supposed to. Gaviel was the only one there, he assumed that he was the first one there and chose to wait for the other to show up. Gaviel paced back and forth in that stupid alleyway for about ten or so minutes waiting for Caleb to show up.

“Hey you came.” Came that friendly tone. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t show.” Caleb teases.

Gaviel chuckled at this, he thought this man was kind of funny. “I wasn’t so sure about it at first. My little sister’s words of not showing up would be rude played through my head.”

Caleb laughs at this, he thought Gaviel was joking and Gav didn’t have the heart to say anything about how he was being serious. Gav laughs along with him, a little forced but he managed it. Gaviel was curious as to why this man wanted to meet up with him that evening and waited until he had caught his breath.

“Not that I’m not happy with meeting up with you again. But why would you want to go out with someone you just met?”

“Well.” He starts off. “You seemed nice enough that I could trust you, and you looked a little lost as you ran around the corner.”

Gaviel blushes and ducks his head. “It’s not everyday I have to chase down my brother and sister around a place I’m not familiar with.”

“I can show you around if you would like. Are you new to town?”

“You can say that.” Gav says. “In a way I suppose, I’ve never been here before.”

“I definitely have to show you around then. There’s some really nice places around town that you have to visit at least once.”

“Like what?” Gaviel looks at him confused, why would he need to fraternize with more humans? He made the effort to meet and speak with this one already. “Maybe we could just walk around?” Gav suggests, he really didn’t want to go to any of the places Caleb was suggesting. At least not without somebody he knew very well like Tarq or Amy.

“Sure.” Caleb shrugs and starts off, gesturing for Gav to follow him. Gaviel hesitates a moment before following behind him. Caleb looks back to see if Gav was following him and laughs a little at how far behind he is. Caleb stops and waits for him to catch up to him. Gaviel mumbles a quick apology of being slow, Caleb merely shrugs it off as it just being nerves.

“So.” Caleb says after an awkward silence. “How did you end up with the name Gaviel? Your folks really religious or something?”

“Or something.” Gaviel mutters to himself. “No, just special I guess.”

“I’ll say.” Cal smiles and chuckles. “What about family? Got any other brothers or sisters?”

Should he say just Tarq and Amy? Or would it be better if he said all the ones he was close to? That would make it sound like he had way more brothers and sisters than he would like.

“Just a little brother and sister.” He answers. “What about you?”

“A little sister.” He says. “So the two people you were chasing earlier today were your brother and sister then?”

“Yeah, Amy likes to get Tarq involved in her mischief. Today she thought it would be a good idea to play a come and find me game. I don’t much care for those, I know she will come back when she realizes that I am no longer looking for her anymore.”

“I know exactly how you feel. My little sister used to do the exact same thing when we were kids. It used to drive our parents insane when she would do that, but after time she grew out of it.”

“Hm, she and Amy could be good friends.” Gav muses, but that was if he ever told his younger brother and sister about Cal or if he ever saw him again for that matter. Then again, there was the possibility of him having no choice about telling his younger siblings about Cal. Amy had an annoying habit of showing up unannounced at any given time of day, perhaps he should call it soon before that happened.

“Hey Gav, you still with the rest of planet Earth?” Caleb’s voice breaks him from his thoughts.

“Hm?” He looks at him confused, was he saying something and he just didn’t hear it?

“I was asking if you really thought so, I looked over and you had this zoned out look on your face.”

“Oh, I was just thinking. I should probably leave I’ve got work to do tomorrow.” Fucking liar, you just want to bail before Amabiel and Tarquarn get here and embarrass you.

“Oh, okay then. Do you want to meet up again sometime?”

He couldn’t say no to him, he heard stories about how having the courage to talk to someone took a lot of effort. He should at least give Cal the thought of seeing him again and try to separate himself from Amy and Tarq. Besides what’s the worst that can happen? The higher ups of heaven find out? Like that’ll ever happen, he’s got Amatiel on his side if he gets into trouble.

“Sure, we can meet up again sometime.” Gav smiles at him.

“Great, see you around.” Cal starts to turn to leave before stopping. “Oh, should probably give you a way to reach me and vise versa. You got a phone on you?”

Fortunately he did, Tariel given him and the others one a while back. She said it was a gift for when she needed him or the others but didn’t want to use radio to contact them. He reaches for it and hand it over to Cal, he puts his number in the phone and hands back to him.

“I’ll text you the next time I’m free. It was nice seeing you again.”

“You too.” Gav smiles, he really did like being in Cal’s company. It was a nice change from being around Tarq and Amy all the time. Was that selfish of him to think that? Of course not, everybody had their limit of how much they could be around someone. Gav’s was about a millennia or more of being around those two, it was actually kind of nice being around someone else even for just a little while. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t looking forwar to seeing Caleb again in his near future, he’d have to learn how to lie flawlessly from Tariel but that was something he could worry about later.