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Sometimes Love Is a Long Time Coming (Oz x reader) Chapter Two

The next chapter of my fic is out, here is a little sibet to help the algorithm. The rest of it is at this link, please enjoy and let me know what you think!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25036462/chapters/60927640?view_adult=true

“I’ll show him, I know plenty well how to have fun,” the headmaster speaks in his smooth voice with a deep-set smile that only makes me laugh more.

“My dear, I’m afraid you would not know fun if it hit you in the face,” I break from my laughter to speak to see Oz step forward and playfully scowl down at me. I always forget how tall he is.

“Well what is that supposed to mean?” he speaks in a questioning tone as we begin to play this game together again. I take Ozpin’s arm and start off walking down the street with him, he leads the way to whatever preset destination he has chosen.

“How do I put this,” my hand rests on my chin “you are not the most spontaneous man, that’s not a bad thing though! You are reliable and accountable but you have patterns, I can normally predict what you will do next,” ‘except for last night’ my thoughts chime in.

“Oh yeah? What am I going to next if I’m so predictable,” Oz challenges me with a smirk, he’s such a little idiot sometimes. I look him right in the eye with a smile,

“You, my dearest Ozpin, are taking me to that fancy restaurant downtown because I always talk about how much I like their fancy fries because-” I start and am cut off by this sweetheart looking down to his feet and finishing my sentence.

“Because they put expensive mushrooms on potatoes and suddenly it’s fancy…”Oz speaks softly. It is so adorable that he remembers small stuff like that. I place and hand on his shoulder and rub it lightly (I was right his sweater is soo soft, I wanna rub my face on it) suddenly Ozpin looks down at me with resolve. “You want spontaneous I’ll give you spontaneous (y/n),” a smirk rises on his face and I feel my own go flush seeing his rise in confidence. The silver-haired man grabs my hand and we take off running in the opposite direction of the restaurant. I watch the way his hair moves in the wind and the way his feet kick up in the air while he runs. I can’t stop laughing, I had not expected him to do this, I have no clue what Oz is planning, maybe he is not planning at all. I guess tonight will be different.