#im sorry irish people! i tried to do your accents justice!!

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Weekend Together [Gekko x F! Reader] [End]

Heya again!

This is the final part of the date! I want to continue this whole Gekko storyline because I'm getting many good ideas, but I don't want my blog to be clogged up with this guy only. I might save those for later but I have no idea what to do, haha.

Anyway anyway, this is the part!! This is the section that kept me up so many nights and I'm so nervous posting it, I hope it's good and I hope this entire date has been fun for you guys!

My next work will be about Chamber, so if you're interested in that, be sure to head to #chamber x reader and it should be there within a few days! Or stalk my blog like I stalk everyone else's.

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Gekko x F! Reader

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: Gekko gets over his anxiety and finally asks you out, watching delightfully as you finally let your guard down. Or so he thinks.

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Gekko’s lips twitched, before parting and taking the small spoonful into his mouth with an abnormal amount of hesitation. And his eyes widened once the dessert made contact with his tongue.

He’s had plenty of lemon cheesecakes before. But for some reason, it tasted so good when you fed it to him. Like some sort of addictive additives were sprinkled throughout whenever you’d lift it with the pie fork. Maybe that was your ability, haha.

“Good work. You know you’re quite the dote, right?”

You noticed confusion take over him as you scooped another slice, smaller than his. This prompted a giggle from you.

"I said you're cute."

He blushed when you put the same fork into your own mouth. Technically an indirect kiss, right…? Gah, you're messing with his head. Gekko swallowed the treat, smiling.

"So, um, where are you from again...?"

"Me? I'm Irish."

Irish? He stared at you, only now taking in the physical details. Beyond, of course, um, your 'structure'.

The scattered freckles that stood out against your pale white skin, your orange hair, and your celeste blue eyes. Of course, how did none of them put two and two together? The features that screamed Ireland?! It’s not like he was going to tell them, though. He didn’t go out on this date just so he could get forty bucks.

“But… your accent’s English, right? Like, the queen’s english, or something.”

“I put it on. If no one can understand me, how will I give out commands?”

“Really? So this isn’t your normal accent? Can I, um, you know, can you talk normally?”

You noticed his enthusiasm just from the way he slightly arched his back. You looked away for a second with a smile.

“Aye. Yer a cute hoor, Matt.” <Yes. You’re a cheeky one, Matt>

You sliced another piece of the cake, lifting it to his mouth.

“Been donkey’s years since I’ve gone on the lash, and here you are, tryna court me.” <Been a long while since I went to drink, and here you are, trying to date me.>

You didn’t notice him taking a bite; only focused on how he was unable to understand more than a few words. Not like it was easy either, he had to dig those out through your incredibly thick accent.

“Hm, I can’t be giving out. You chanced yer arm, didn’tcha?” <Hm, I can’t be complaining. You tried, didn't you?>

You were amused at his expression. Just like everyone who wasn’t Irish, they all had the same look of confusion whenever you’d speak normally.

“You should see my nan. Even my pals can’t understand her.”

“Your grandma?”

“Aye. She thought I wouldn’t land a good job if people knew I was Irish, and taught me the accent.”

You put down the fork as you spoke. Your Irish accent was toned down to a level he could somewhat understand, but he still felt charmed from such a simple move. Just the way you’d ‘tuck in the r’, as he'd say, it sounded like music to him.

“Oh, really? Why?”

“Times were tough on the lass.”

With a smile, you rest your chin on your hand once more, staring through him. And this time, you didn’t bother with the professionalism you worked to carry around all the time.

“You make a holy show, Matt. Always going scarlet around me. But I haven’t laughed this much in a while. Craic’s ninety with you, you know?” <You embarrass yourself, Matt. Always going red around me. But I haven’t laughed this much in a while. I’m having so much fun with you, you know?>

He grinned, enamoured with the way your natural smile carried your cheeks.

“And that’s a… good thing, right?”

“Aye. We should do this again.”

You grabbed the fork once more, scooping up another small piece of the half-eaten lemon cheesecake.

“Now, open wide.”

Just as you lifted the utensil, he complied and gladly bit down on the delicious treat. Getting into Gekko’s head was an easy task for you to take on. So, why not?