Pure Fluff [Steven X Reader]

Pure Fluff [Steven x Reader]

Waking up next to your lover was a big relief, since he worked waaaaay to hard. Sure his job was demanding, but you still worried because he often neglected his personal health. You were going to go downstairs and fix some breakfast, not wanting to wake Steven up but wanting to make sure he did some kind of self care.

Before you could get too close to the edge of the bed, one strong arm snaked around your waist gently pulling you back towards the middle of the bed. Your back was flushed against Steven's chest, his warm breath on your neck made your heart flutter.

His voice had a sleepy gruff edge that made you melt, "Where are you off to mi amor?"

"Just going downstairs." Your voice was much more breathy than you expected and it embarrassed you to no end, "To make breakfast."

"But stay though."

The soft, teasing whine in his voice coupled with how his hands were slowly wandering up and down your torso made you wonder how you haven't caught fire yet.

Without waiting for an answer Steven began planting gentle, intentionally messy kisses up and down your exposed neck and just behind your ear. You were trapped and couldn't say anything even if you wanted to. Steven was definitely enjoying the moment as he started leaving light hickeys across the back of your neck.

"S-steven!" The embarrassed squeak only made you blush harder. Steven bit down gently on your earlobe.

"Si mi amor?" He purred between his teeth.

While you had taken a Spanish class in high school, you hardly remembered anything from it until Steven started teaching you for the sole purpose of sweet talking you. This made it very difficult to reply at all, your brain seemed to shut down and all you could manage was short choppy noises. Steven chuckled at the effect he had on you, a deep, rich noise that somehow reverberated through your body, which only made things worse.

Yet when you tried to turn your head, Steven let go of your ear and eased up just enough so you could readjust in his arms. He had no intention of letting go completely though, cuddling you was the only thing he wanted right now.

His reddish brown eyes practically burrowed into your soul as he cupped your face. Pressing a deep, loving kiss against your cheek and lingering for quite a while.

"Cara mia," Steven barely pulled away, a small smile painted on his face, "Shall we fix breakfast together?"

My first Kiss [Klaus x Reader]

This sweet little fluff fic was requested by anonymous. 💖

Your first date hadn't ended the way you'd hoped. Klaus had kissed you, but on the hands. A very sweet gesture from an absolute gentleman, but you couldn't help but want something a little more.

It made you feel selfish and guilty, but considering just how much time you spent talking to Klaus prior to dating. It felt like you had been dating for months already.

But you weren't going to let that ruin tonight, Klaus was going to come over for a quiet movie night at your apartment. He had tried insisting on his house, but you felt out of place over there, so he conceded in coming over.

In all honestly, you felt the pressure to clean your apartment top to bottom with not a thing out of place. By the time you answered the door and let the red haired Hulk into your house, you couldn't feel your heartbeat, you were so nervous.

Klaus however was nervous for another reason. He looked around your apartment, taking in your sense of style and making mental notes of what you seemed to like. To him, your apartment was charming simply because you put your personality on full display.

Your nerves settled as the two of you sat on the couch, cuddling without a care in the world. You two had agreed on a movie from your collection and you felt the night couldn't get any better.

The way you were sitting, you were perpendicular to Klaus. One of his arms respectfully and tenderly around your back, the other rested on your knees. Both your arms just led to your own lap as you leaned against his massive chest, the sound of his heart and breathing almost drowning out the movie. It didn't help that you were letting it happen.

You were able to look up him without moving your head, so he didn't notice for awhile. Your attention suddenly overridden by the desire to kiss him. Should you make the first move? What if he didn't want to? He wouldn't force you so you shouldn't force him, right? Your mind swirled with desire and guilt over this, leaving you staring up at the gentle giant.

Klaus eventually realized how intently you were staring and found he was a little embarrassed, but also nervous. What were you thinking about? His fangs? Maybe you only agreed to date him because you felt obligated to.....the thought hurt him a bit.

In spite of his nerves and doubts, Klaus was able to keep a calm tone, "[Name], is there something on my face?"

You practically jumped and looked down at your hands, "Uh....no. I was just thinking."

Your tone didn't do anything for Klaus's nerves as his heart sank, yet calm as ever, "About what? If you don't mind answering."

"How much I'd like to kiss you."

The words fell out before you could think and your hands flew up to cover your mouth as if that would somehow take it back.

Klaus was equally stunned as he attempted to think of a time he had kissed you. He was certain he had. And yet, his memory came up blank. Despite feeling like a long standing relationship, Klaus was forced to remember the two of you hadn't actually been together long at all.

Gathering his courage, Klaus cupped your cheek, a soft, silent beckon to look at him that you followed without hesitation.

"If that's what you'd like."

Both of you leaned into each other, eyes slowly closing. Klaus's hand came to rest on your upper thigh as your arms slowly clasped behind his neck.

You were greeted by a soft, gentle kiss that made you a little jealous, how could such a large man have such soft lips? But you felt like melting at how tender he was being. Both of you trying to gently pull the other closer, deepening the chaste kiss.

A few seconds later you broke apart, barely giving each other space. You felt elated and breathless, as if gravity just wouldn't work if you let go.

Klaus was the first to break the silence, "Was that okay?"

"Yeah," You beamed up at him, "That was perfect."

Sleepy talking [Klaus x Reader]

This sweet little fic was requested by anonymous.

You had a long night and stubbornly stayed half the day after to help with post work. You knew you could make it to the end of the day, but Klaus had already offered to escort you home.

He was really sweet, always offering to help. You were pretty sure you were in love with him, but knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that you didn't have a chance with him.

You sat on the couch, you were pretty tired though. Klaus would be back soon, after that....he had been insisting you get home and get some rest. It wasn't a terrible idea, but you still wanted to try and help finish the post work.

Klaus walked into the office and noticed you sitting on the couch. His first thought was you were simply focused on something in your lap and refrained from breaking your concentration. When he was close enough however, he saw there wasn't anything in your lap. And upon drawing even to the couch, noticed you were fast asleep.

He didn't want to wake you, after going toe to toe with Steven in all nighters, you deserved some rest. Instead, he whisked off to fetch a blanket and pillow.

Once Klaus returned, he carefully readjusted you to a laying position, much more comfortable than sitting upright in his opinion. With the pillow under your head and the blanket covering you, Klaus thought it best to keep an eye on you. He didn't want anyone barging in and disturbing your slumber.

Klaus seated himself at his computer. Watching over you would require his attention, so Prosfair was off the table. Instead, he settled for a relaxing game of solitaire.

Barely five minutes later...

"Why would.....I tell......that?"

Klaus leaned away from his computer. It had been your voice, yet you were still fast asleep. Were you....prone to sleep talking? Was this inappropriate? Should he try to wake you? He shouldn't be listening to this, certainly. But attempting to move you could lead to any number of awkward situations. Klaus desperately wanted to avoid any possible mistake that would even remotely let you think he had devious intentions.

"I'm not.......who I love.....that's private"

Klaus tried to simply ignore what you were saying. Deeming it highly invasive for him to be listening, yet unable to move for fear that you would be disturbed. He found this incredibly difficult however.

"Klaus."

Klaus leaned back over, "[Name]?"

You were still fast asleep, still talking to yourself. Klaus was deeply uncomfortable with this situation, more so with the implications of what your sleep talk was suggesting. He was interested in you, he just didn't think you were interested in him.

"Cotton......ears?.....love with......Klaus bon renhersss."

Klaus immediately turned a deep shade of red and froze, slightly leaning over his desk.

He wasn't.....he couldn't.......you.....didn't.......right?

Achoo!

You sneezed yourself awake, and completely off the couch. Klaus somehow regained his composure as he half rushed to your side. His mind swirling with what to do next. What should he tell you? He couldn't very well lie to you.

"Are you okay [Name]?"

"Yeah." You sat up, rubbing your face and looking around, "Did I really fall asleep in the office?"

"I'm afraid so."

Your strained groan was hardly audible, yet didn't go unnoticed.

"Is something wrong?"

"I have a bit of a problem with sleep talking." You looked back at Klaus, "Did I....uh.....say anything?"

He froze a little, "Just a little."

"Oh god......what did I say?"

Klaus was at a loss for words, how was he supposed to avoid this, "You seemed to be arguing with someone, or under interrogation."

You blinked, "Was it.....Could you hear what I was saying?"

Klaus swallowed the lump in his throat, "You said that you were...uh....that you um..."

Klaus saying um? You never thought you'd see the day.

"You said you were in love with me."

Was your heart even beating anymore? You said THAT. Well, there went that friendship. You had curled into a sitting fetal position, nearly 1/3 your normal size.

"In all honesty, I feel the same way. A-about you....that is." Klaus was blushing again, rubbing the back of his neck, "You're intelligent, kind, caring, cunning....."

Klaus kept talking, yet your ears didn't seem to work properly. You had to be dreaming, Klaus admitting he liked you. You pinched your side, hard. It hurt, but you suddenly felt much better, though still deeply embarrassed by how you ended up telling Klaus.

"I had thought I wasn't.....i believe Zapp used the word 'type'.....I thought I wasn't your type. Our hobbies are wildly different, though I suppose that doesn't matter much in the long run."

Klaus stopped, you had hugged him suddenly, even taking yourself by surprise. He caught you before you could pull away, though you still backed up enough to look at him.

"Perhaps we could discuss this over lunch?"

"Y-yeah." The blush on both of you had calmed down, Klaus was deeply relieved, "I...I'd love that."

"This dork" [Zapp x Reader]

Zapp sat a table wondering how the bloody hell he let you talk him into this dorky shit. A few sets of dice, papers scattered across the table and a laptop with four other people on Skypo call, all of whom were on varying levels of decent in Zapp's opinion.

You managed to get him to play Dungeons and Dragons despite living in Hellsalem's Lot and he hated to admit it, but he was enjoying the game. His super sexy half elf ranger had been absolutely killing it in the game, and your other friends kept cracking jokes from stupid to inappropriate.

He kept trying to hit on your character, in his eyes an equally sexy, elf paladin who had been keeping everyone else in the party alive (especially Zapp). But failing horribly since you kept making him roll for persuasion, he was seriously hating those dice in particular.

He didn't really understand what was going on in the story you were telling, but he was able to loot and kill things, so he was able to enjoy the experience.

He stopped listening for a bit, the laughter had gotten out of hand and he just couldn't stop watching you.

He snapped back to reality when you kicked him under the table.

"Hey! Watch it dork!" He had been pulling his punches on cussing for your sake, since your friends didn't know how you two were, "I don't want any f#×king bruises."

"Then pay attention crazy."

"Whatever."

Zapp tried to play off his blushing by looking off to the side and sipping his soda.

After the Skypo call ended, you took your chance to tease Zapp.

"Well you look like you had fun."

"Shut it." Zapp couldn't hide from you, "I just didn't think your friends were that damn funny."

You got right next to him and started poking his sides, almost tickling him, "C'mon, admit it. You had fun being a dork with me."

Zapp's strained groan clued you in to how he badly he didn't want to say it, "Sh-shut it dork."

Continuing to pester him had a high chance of leading to more physical activities, but it was a risk you were willing to take, "Zaaaaapp, you know you enjoyed being a dork for a change. Just admit it."

"Shut it." A blush had crept up on his face and he started shaking a little, "It was just a nice change of pace, especially in this crazy ass city."

He couldn't really hide his feelings anymore, or stand to look at you. That giant dorky grin on your face was just too much for him right now. You knew you had won the bet that started this mess, and now he would have to give in to your suggestions for dates more often.

Zapp just had it and scooped you over his shoulder in a flustered fury, he just really needed to wipe that dorky victory grin off your face. One way or another.

Its so Tiny...[Klaus x fem! Reader]

This is a mirror fic requested by @higgsinos

As soon as you got home from the doctor's office, you began panic baking. You weren't as good at this as Klaus, or especially Gilbert, but it helped calm your nerves. It might also ease the blow of the news you would have to deliver to your husband.

Your thoughts flew around in a haze. Were you ready to have a baby? How would Klaus respond? Would you be a good mother? You should probably pick up some parenting books, and maybe talk to K.K. You tried to calm down, you did have a good family friend to ask at least and Klaus would help you. If you were honest with yourself, he would be an utter gentleman about the whole situation. But how would he feel about it? Did he want kids? A family?

Klaus walking in and smelling the beginnings of a bakery tipped him off to you being stressed. He knew all too well that baking to this degree meant you were worried about something. So he made a bee line to the kitchen where the table and counters were lined with cookies, tiny pies, cupcakes, and some handmade chocolate pieces. While Klaus appreciated the sweets and had plans to take most to the office, he couldn't help but worry about your mental state.

"Sweetie" Klaus's voice broke through your daze, "Is everything okay? Do you need to talk about something?"

"Ah..." You rubbed the side of your face, "That obvious huh?"

"Our kitchen looks like a bakery, Liebe." Klaus chuckled softly, "You only do this when you're upset."

"Oh.....right. Well, there is one thing." Klaus moved a little closer, ready to comfort you with a hug, "You see.....I'm.....uh.....I'm pregnant. "

The last word hit Klaus like a truck. He couldn't contain his joy and swept you up, spinning around in a tight circle. Him, a father? He couldn't believe it, he had been secretly dreaming of this moment. He didn't want to force you into motherhood, but he couldn't think of anyone he wanted to have a family with.

You were caught off guard in the giant sweeping hug, Klaus grinning ear to ear. You thought it was sweet, but could see how someone might think it scary with how large his fangs were. But his pure happiness put you at ease over the situation.

Klaus stopped, completely embarrassed at himself and guilty at suddenly lifting you. He set you gently on the ground, blushing hard.

"That's amazing news Liebling." You found his sudden shyness adorable, "I should be honest, I've been wishing for this since we said our vows."

It was your turn to blush, "Oh, that....and here I thought. I wouldn't....uh."

Klaus panicked, "There are options I'm certain, Dr. Estevez...."

"No" You were suddenly loud, louder than you intended, "That's not what I meant. I just, never thought I'd be a good parent. So it, kinda is....uh.....flattering to hear that. Uh....that sounded weird."

Klaus smiled a little and hugged you gently, "I'm certain you'll be perfect. Its myself that I'm worried about."

You looked up at him, "Why?"

Klaus cleared his throat, "I'm always working, and I'd hate for you, or our child, to think that work would take precedent. Not to mention how dangerous the city is. Of course Gilbert will be near you, so I won't have to worry as much, but that doesn't mean I won't worry at all." Here you thought you were worried, Klaus was a professional, "And I can't help but feel that I won't be a good...."

"Klaus von Reinherz don't you dare finish that sentence." Klaus stopped, blushing, "You are an amazing role model, and will do everything in your power to keep us safe. If I'm being completely honest, I was worried you wouldn't want kids at all. Mostly worried how you'd feel about the situation at large."

"Danke, Liebling." Klaus gently nuzzled your cheek, "I will try to relax, since you have so much faith in me."

As the two of you cleaned the kitchen and prepared dinner, Klaus began internally panicking over more unseen issues.

Would the child have fangs? The rest of his siblings had oversized canine teeth, it was a trait on his Father's side of the family after all. Would his Blood Breed status carry over? It was a blood curse, and children often inherent their parent's blood types. Would it carry over? Would they be frightened of him? He was much larger than most people, but children don't fear their parents. Klaus desperately wanted things to be fine, yet he couldn't be certain. Perhaps he should talk to Lucky, ask if this kind of thing has happened before. Have a chat with his older siblings and ask if his nieces and nephews had their oversized canine teeth.

You could see Klaus lost in thought, the full weight of having a child must be getting to him. You rubbed his arm gently, Klaus jumped a little out of his trance.

"Something wrong?"

Klaus was caught off guard, "No, not at all. My apologies Liebling. Simply lost in thought, how to begin a nursery and such."

While it was a lie on Klaus's part, you decided to not call him out. It was easy to see his worries, at least to you.

"We should ask K.K., and your family. They would know where to start, right?"

Klaus nodded, understanding that you knew the truth and choosing not to act, it made him feel much better.

"I will climb you like a tree." [Klaus x Reader]

Klaus helped you into the house after you sprained ankle. He wasn't happy about the injury, but so thankful it was barely anything to worry about.

While he had you seated comfortably in the living room, Klaus himself was walking around tending his plants and occasionally asking if you needed something. But you were getting restless, sitting still wasn't your strong suit.

Klaus was by your side the second you stood up offering you his arm for support.

"Thank you Klaus, but I think I can go to the rest room myself."

He stood there, adamant about helping, "I don't doubt you, yet I would hate to hear you trip and see you further injured."

You knew you couldn't stop this protective bean, so you just barely leaned on him. Klaus gently rubbed your hand on the excessively short trip and stood by the door. Your very own sentinel.

On the way back to the couch, Klaus had put his arm around your waist. It didn't bother you, not really....it just, made you feel.....weak? Fragile? It didn't matter really, you just didn't like the feeling in this moment. But hated the idea of blowing up on such a sweet, kind gentleman like Klaus, he was only trying to help and keep you safe. It had nothing to do with how much he respected you or anything. And you knew this better than anyone....and yet.

"Klaus?"

"Hm?" A deep, gentle rumble served as his best response.

"Please stop being so protective. It makes me feel weird."

You were trying to be calm about it, Klaus knew this and didn't let it get under his skin as he reluctantly withdrew his arm, "Of course sweetheart. My apologies."

This behavior was second nature to him though, and despite his best efforts, he kept being just there ready to help in any little way.

Doctor Estevez did tell you to start to put pressure on your ankle after a few hours, yet Klaus was back on his over protective tendencies. This time you were getting a little frustrated and finally snapped.

"I will climb you like a tree!" You stamped your foot and poked Klaus in his chest, "I have to put pressure on my foot now."

Klaus held both his hands up in surrender and backed up a half step. Yet, before he could respond verbally, you made good on your promise. He helped you in your endeavor so you wouldn't fall. Pure bewilderment in his eyes as you were up on his level, pressing your forehead against his.

"Stop with the protective teddy bear stuff." You made sure he knew you weren't truly upset by putting a playful whine in your voice, "I will let you know when I need help."

"Okay," he grinned gently, a light blush across his face, "I will try to stop being so overbearing sweetheart."