#razzle&dazzlexreader

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*fidgets in place. Kicks rock*

Razzle&DazzlexGn!Reader? 🥺 or Boxten if you don't want to write rnd *looks around nonchalantly*

oh my god, i don't know why but your request filled my head with thousands of super sweet reader and R&D scenarios

and don’t worry! I tried to make it as fluffy and romantic as possible (in a healthy way, of course)

Warnings/Notes: first fic about dandys world yay, fluff, romantic, established relationship, reader with gender neutral

After spending a good while in the elevator extracting ichor from the machines, you felt your hands and feet completely sore and numb. All the adrenaline that had kept you alert had faded away, and now you were fully aware of the pain that invaded every part of your body.

If it were possible, your hands would be calloused by now. Instead, a slight tremor ran through your fingers, still covered in dried ichor that you'd forgotten to clean off while working.

You managed to reach one of the few rooms that hadn’t yet been invaded by the twisteds, a place of rest for the few toons still exploring the floors and continuing with the extraction. With tired eyes, you looked around the room until a familiar figure caught your attention. You immediately recognized the two heads (or masks) and the red scarf around their neck. Your eyes lit up in recognition: your duo and beloved partner.

"Razzle, Dazzle!" you exclaimed, waving excitedly as they turned to see who was calling them.

"Oh! Y/N" Razzle called to you with the same joy you felt, while Dazzle also said your name in a soft but sweet tone. Both looked genuinely happy to see you.

They opened their arms, wrapping you in a hug as soon as you reached them. The warmth of their embrace was comforting, and any negative thoughts seemed to dissipate in their company.

"How was it out there?" Razzle asked. "You’re alright.. aren’t you?" added Dazzle a few seconds later, in his calm tone to avoid overwhelming you.

You buried your face into the curve of their necks, savoring the soft texture of the scarf they shared. You made a small sound of negation before replying.

"It went well, though I’m a bit tired right now. And yeah, I’m okay… just a bit covered in ichor" you responded to both questions, letting the hug envelop you.

You felt the rhythmic strokes of Razzle’s white hand (on the right side, you assumed) and the slow pats of Dazzle’s black hand (on the left side).

"We could help you next time you go; you know you have us here to help" Razzle said.

"Mmh… I could extract the machines, so you don’t get so tired" added Dazzle.

A slight warmth colored your cheeks at their words. Normally, you wouldn’t ask for their help since they ended up tired too, but you always appreciated those supportive and encouraging comments they gave you.

A small squeal of excitement and nervousness escaped you involuntarily, and you quickly tried to hide even further into the scarf.

"Thanks guys" you whispered after a couple of minutes of comfortable silence.

You thought they might simply continue talking normally or stay in silence in each other’s company until you suddenly heard an energetic "mwa" followed by a softer "mwa" leaving you feeling both shaky and nervous.

"Anything for our beloved partner!" "We wouldn’t want to see you so tired and doing everything on your own..."

Their words filled you with a comforting warmth that made your heart race. They were too sweet.

You lifted your head, full of determination, noticing Dazzle’s slight smile and Razzle’s bright grin, both filled with deep love and affection.

You gave each of them a kiss on their cheeks, leaning on their shoulders as you smiled warmly at both.

They were the sun that brightened your days, and you were their burning flame that never seemed to go out, no matter how strong the wind.