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🔪~Dating Dewey HCs~🔪

Dwight Riley |Dewey| x Reader

Requested by Anonymous on Tumblr

I live for this man.

One thought— flustered Dewey.

No matter where you are or what you are doing as soon as this man thinks of you and how lucky he is to call you his own he is a flustered mess. Doesn't matter if the thoughts were innocent or not. Even your smiling face is enough to make him blush his words coming out rushed and his heart beating like crazy.

Dewey would be the best partner, in my opinion.

Dating Dewey means you're signing up for lots of lunch dates and late-night ramblings as the both of you cuddle.

Show up to this man's work and he'll simply say "Not right now [Y/n], I'm on duty." all it takes is one pleading look for him to cave going along with whatever you had shown up for.

He will constantly talk about you when you're not around gushing about you to anyone willing to listen boasting about how amazing you are. What's that? You think you're not all that? Dewey is immediately there, making sure you know just how incredible you are.

Dewey loves holding hands along with any other innocent touch. He just feels so comforted by the weight of your hand or cheek in his palm.

Your voice– Dewey loves it. Most of his fondest memories are the way your face would light up as you rant about whatever you were currently interested in describing it in great detail. He doesn't care if he doesn't understand a single word you're saying he's happy to just nod along and let you talk your heart out.

His lock screen is a photo of you smiling or sleeping on his lap/chest. Every time he opens his phone for whatever reason he will stop and smile admiring your photo.

Dewey had a dopey grin stuck to his face as he watched you. Your hands were flying around as you stood next to him words flying from your mouth in a joyous flurry. Everything about you was mesmerizing from the smile that curled on your lips to the excited look in your eyes that only further pulled in Dewey.

"Dewey?" the man jerked back now noticing how closely he had leaned to your face. Flushing he chuckled rubbing the back of his neck, "S-sorry, love. Kinda zoned out there." your smile never faltered as you leaned up and pecked him on the lips, catching him off guard.

"You didn't hear a word I said, did you?" Dewey's hands found your hips as he avoided your playful gaze, "N-not really. I kind of got distracted. You just look so striking when you get excited."