Beyblade Burst/Turbo x reader one shots (DISCONTUNED)

Akira x Blind reader

Requested By: ashley71304

A/N: I know it was surporss to be x reader but I wanted to do this.

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"Darn it!" An enraged voice cried out, causing you to sigh, and leave the comfort of your soft chair. You placed an arm out to your left, your glazed over eyes unable to process your surroundings clearly. Rather, they only provided a sea of dark, that swirled around you. You were left unable to continue to see the colorful array of life. It was a gift that you had taken for granted far too long, and it was stolen from you, from a beast known as Lui.

"Akira..." You trailed off, a small sigh leaving you. You heard even more angry calls from outside, and with your knowledge of the voice alone, you had depicted the fact it was a young ,cute and slightly headed pinkette boy. Soon enough, you grew closer to the boy, alerting him of your presence as you felt something bump against your shin.

"(Y/N)! W-What're you doing out?! You could get yourself hurt!" Akira scolded you, before footsteps echoed until they were closer than before. Two arms deftly wrapped around you, holding you against a heated body. The fabric of his shirt rubbed against your skin, causing just a bit of irritation, yet not enough to make you want to back away form him.

"I heard your angry yelling from inside, and wanted to make sure that you were alright. Is it a bad thing to want to look out for my beloved?" You taunted back, a daring smile setting on your features. Akira's warm breath tickled your bare neck in a sigh, before he ruffled your (H/C) locks.

"Beloved? Really (Y/N)? That's a bit lame of you." Akira teased you gently. You puffed out your cheeks, before hitting him wherever you could manage, and from the groove of his body you guessed that it was his shoulder.

"Wow, your so strong every one will fear you babe." Even though it was a lighthearted joke, your lips curved downwards. Akira immediately realized his mistake, and stuttered out an apology.

"Ah, man I didn't mean to-"

"Akira, there's no need to apologize." You whispered back to him, before you slowly snaked your hand up around the nape of his neck. You laid your head on his shoulder.

"It makes me so sick to know that this happened to you. I swear, I'll make Lui pa-"

"Akira." You cut him off once again, ending his hate filled rant early. Akira doesn't speak a word, and rather holds you even tighter against his form, and for a moment there was silence. You didn't need to speak to show your clear affection for one another.

"I've been meaning to ask you why you're out here in the first place." You murmured against the skin of his neck. Akira's breathing picked up for a moment, and you could've sworn that he was nervous. You slowly brought a hand down to his own, and gently brought your fingers into his own, your soft skin being warmed by his touch.

"F-For no reason." He stuttered. You suspiciously moved away, bringing your hands with you too. Since you were now fully separated, you placed a hand on the curve of your hip. But before he could protest, you brought your hand up to his ear, and felt how it was even warmer there.

"Your ears just have to be red. That means you're lying to me, Akira." You told him in a stern voice, your milky eyes narrowing ever so slightly. Akira was unable to beat your intense stare - and finally brought his hand to your own shakily.

"This is probably going to sound so laughable because we're young, and I'm in the music industry, and you're out here but I... (Y/N), I..." Akira was unable to finish what he was saying, his voice wavering in pinch rather than it's normal tone, and his hand creating sweat against your own.

"(Y/N), p-please, b-be my wife!" Akira exclaimed, before hastily removing his hand, and placing a cold piece of metal on your palm. Your body didn't move an inch, your breathing had ceased, and your heart began to beat at an uneasily fast pace in your chest. You felt liquid form in your eyes, and much to your chagrin, they eventually released themselves onto your face.

"I-I can't believe this is actually happening! Akira I would be... so, so honored to marry you." You tried to recollect yourself, as a few stray sniffles also managed to leave your system. You had never dreamed of this happening - in this, hopeless world, where you had lost the ability to see the one you loved, you didn't think a single thought that related to marriage. A hand was brought to your face, the other was busy slipping a ring onto your slender fingers. Slowly, Akira breath pressed flat against your face, and soon enough, a pair of lips.

A spark had grown ablaze it seemed, as you snaked your hand along the back of his neck, pulling him as close as you possibly could. Your bodies were pressed against each other, mouths moving in a passionate dance. You had both felt beyond satisfied as you moved away, a breathless chuckle leaving you, and Akira's mouth curved into a smile. He knew that you loved his smile - and that being unable to see it ever again left you devastated. He took your hand, and pressed it to his smiling lips, which in return you mimicked his wide grin.

"Akira, I've never asked you, but why the are you always so hot around me?" You inquired, before you felt a heat on your cheeks. Akira let out a laugh, that rang like a beautiful melody into your sharp hearing.

"You know what I mean, dummy." You told him, before looking away from him. Akira's laughter died down, before he scooped you up against your will.

"Hey!"

"I'll give you the answer, (Y/N)." Akira murmured, as he nuzzled his nose against yours.

"It's because you light a flame within me."

The End!