Anywhere ~ Sapnap
Summary: late night drive w/ sap drabble :P
Word count: 800 ish
Pairing: Sapnap / gn!reader
Warnings: none
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“Hey” his voice rang through the room, hushed and hazy, harmonizing with the creak of your newly opened bedroom door. Your eyes immediately search for the clock, bright red digits flashing back at you, 2:37 AM. “Hi?” you retorted, voice still caught up in a dream state. Energy surged through the room with his upbeat tone, surprising for the very commonly known chill guy. “Wanna come with me for a drive?” he was hopeful, excited to even ask to have you with him, and even though you felt the warmth of the sheets beneath you tug at your tired mind, you couldn’t help but agree. “Sure, where?” “Anywhere, I don’t really have a plan…” Leaning forward you smiled at his antics, pushing your body fully off the bed in order to join him, jacket in hand.
He held the door, hand on the frame, guarding your head against any possible injuries from the hard metal, softly closing behind you. Circling the front bumper, he ran around the car to the driver's side, taking his seat before he turned to you, reaching right across your shoulders. A simple gest, really, but one that would solidify in your mind like a freshly scratched record, replaying the way his hand grazed against you as he pulled your seatbelt across your body, securing it gently. Your body blazing in a trail his knuckles softly passed.
Quickly, he started up the car, not wasting time, though not much could be wasted at nearly three in the morning. And so it went, you watched the street lights flicker right above, casting shadows on your arms draped idly out the window, feeling the air weave through your fingers. Stopping at a red light he took the sensation away, pulling your body in now that it was gone, leaning back into your seat instead; automatically turning your head to look at him, maybe, more admire than look, yes, to admire him, unaware of how piercing your gaze had become. He felt your eyes on him, a familiar nervousness returning to his system as he turned to meet them, greeted by your smile which only seemed to worsen the color creeping up his face.
“What?” he asked, almost choking on the cliche. You felt it too, a sudden urge to react at how laughable the situation truly was. But you had no better answer, so you let it play out.
“Nothing.” Upon your uttering, there was an immediate burst of laughter, both of you agreeing on the absurdity.
Whether it was the moment or the sleep deprivation, you found yourself speaking once again, “This is definitely your good side.” And though spoken through a quiet giggle, you hoped he knew you weren’t really kidding. Hard to tell when the boy beside you only shook his head, silently continuing your drive, the lights finally freeing you from their truth-serum prison. There was a change of pace this time, instead of his usual driving, you were met with a much stronger surge forth, your back pressed against the cushion of the passenger side, speeding down the highway unexpectedly.
He didn’t exactly do it on purpose, barely even noticing the way his foot pressed down on the pedal, not paying much attention, over-focused on your words, and the heat burning up his cheeks; thankful for the dim lights. Allowing your head to fall to the side, you looked over at him once again, now through the big mess of hair flying all around your face, only catching whatever glimpse you could get before the air spun around you, covering your eyes. He kept the windows down, his hair flowing back, though unlike yours, his was fine-tuned, waving through slowly, every light passed sent rays down, illuminating the very outline of his hair, a golden halo forming with each.
It wasn’t long before he stopped again, pulling in a lookout, right off the road. There was a thick silence wrapped around you both, dancing on the line between comforting and awkward, not the most desired of responses, but it put you at ease knowing he didn’t mind. A fact you’ve observed a while back, back when you started to develop your feelings for him, he was okay with almost anything you said, never once rejecting your praise.
Your thoughts interrupted by the sudden flash of light right above you, signaling the door opened. He traced the confusion on your face for a split second, amused.
“Come on!”
Stepping out you watched him lean back on the hood, observing the stars above. Noticing your presence, he turned to face you instead, that same soft look he always gave you, just you. His arm stretched out, motioning you closer, and you fell right in, his shoulder right against your cheek. One look, not much, but it said enough.
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an: sorry this feels unfinished I've had this google doc open since july I had to get it out of my system
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I have a question if Ghost would get more cocky since your also a cat or a cat deviant than what would happen if Horangi figured it out ? Would he get more cocky or just more touchy and more affectionate like he found out cause you the reader were sleeping like a cat in the sun in a private spot or maybe he sees the ears or tail you were hiding? Maybe your also a tiger what would he think about the reader also being a tiger ?
Tiger Horangi With a Cat Variant Reader
Artist @ Mr_not_null (twt.com)
The thing with Ghost and Horangi both having a cat deviant partner is that they now know you can handle their natural strength, along the fact you already understand specific social cues that was seen strange or weird to others. But Horangi finding out just ups this factor a shit ton!! He becomes an even more cheeky shit. He likes tugging on your ears with his teeth, giving them the occasional nibble just hear you yowl, and then give it little kitty licks to make it up to you.
He does the same thing with your tail and he’s so lucky he’s cute that you might let him get away with it. He’s just such a playful silly guy, commonnn you wouldn’t punch a playful silly guy now would you.
I’d also say Horangi likes grooming you, makes him feel domestic and cute. He’ll hold you in his arms with your back hitting his chest as he goes to town on your ears. He enjoys if you do it back to him but he likes having you like putty in his arms.
Cuddle sessions between the two of you is a mangled mess. His leg is over yours, your arms are tangled together, and he’s got his tail curled into yours. Anyone entering the room could hear just how loud the both of you are purring against each other in your own comfort.
Just relaxing the two of you like to go out and sun bathe, it’s exactly the same as my other headcanon except now you’re also just as willing to lay in the sun with him. But because it gets hot, instead of cuddling he just lays himself on top of you.
Horangi adores when he catches you giving him that closed eye squint. Knowing what it means it pulls at his heart strings and makes him want to gush all over you but he keeps a serious energy. Going back to the cuddling thing he’ll do it back to you and you guys are just rubbing cheeks against each other while purring AND DAMM ITS THE CUTEST THING EVER !!!
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