#shitass doodle be upon ye

[menaceofrhodes]

Dating Headcanons || GN!Reader x Passenger

A/N: Reader’s personality is slightly hot-headed but kind.

When was the last time Passenger felt like he was home?

He had been hoping to be able to settle a bit down in Rhodes, but even there he only felt like a passenger. He did not mind the solitude, but he did miss listening to music with another soul.

Kal’stit only had so little time, even for her dearest friend. So, his heart ought to miss hearing someone’s thoughts about his opinion of the latest chapter of his reading. 

Then, there was you.

It was fascinating for him to be with you. You’re so opinionated, a bit louder, and even more charming. If he could be the dawn, then you would be the dusk, always one to seek out the other.

There’s no day he did not long to be with you, you’ve had a lot to say, and he loves to listen to your complaints, woes, and awes.

It means a lot to him when you’re speaking from the depth of your heart about what worries you and what angers you, to him, it means you put a lot of trust into his advice, he experienced how hard it can be to open up about oneself.

He’s the first to calm you down, listen to your reasoning for your anger, and then help you to figure it out from there on.

When he sees your indulging in your hobby, he’ll want to hear you talk about it. When you watch a good show, he will watch it with you. Since day one, he’s been consistently one to be on your side, and he would love every bit of it.

Passenger is no saint, but he’s close to being one. He takes care of the knots in your hair, brushing it skillfully with your comb and giving you gentle kisses around your head.

What keeps him from going to heaven is the letters that he’s writing for you, in case..just in case the oripathy gets him much earlier than expected.

Truth be told, he thought he would have been dead before he was able to give his fate a twist. It was unexpected that he made it through the horror and grief, and made it to your comfortable lap.

In your lap, he asks himself; Is it alright for him to just be with you, spent time with you as much as he can before he passes? Would his death mean something if he kept spending time with you? He is not sure where his life will lead him, but…

Laying next to you, getting to hold you, and feeling your warmth spreading through Passenger. It feels like he’s learning a new lesson in life; He feels content without doing work. He feels as if he isn’t supposed to work around day and night.

Right now, he wants to see what makes you laugh, and how many kisses you can take before it gets too much. Is it Sinful to have a want, or is he just greedy?

He’s not sure how to answer all these questions that bother him, but around you, these questions dissolve into long-lasting memories on paper that he gets to experience.

Since he has confessed to you, he felt more content with living his life to its fullest. 

He’s been writing you love letters and even some smaller notes with the world's most disfigured pigeon doodle on them.

If it makes you happy, he will let out a pigeon purr noise. He knows how foolish he sounds, but it’s worth it to make you distracted from your woes.

'Your Love, -Elliot.'