(Requested)

Adam x Reader x Shiro

two holy fathers taking care of you

i just thought of asmr lmaooooo

SHADAM ROLEPLAY

oh my god can someone please make a comic about shiro and adam doing asmr

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"I'm dying," I wailed, clinging onto Shiro's prosthetic arm, whining. "Flames are going to engulf me and I'll die because of burns and heat stroke."

"You just have a cold, (Y/N)," he laughed, planting a kiss on my forehead. "It's only normal."

"What if I never get better and my eyes will stay puffy for the rest of my life?! I want to look young, I'm aging too fast, Takashi!" Adam popped his head in the room, sighing.

"This is the third time that I'm reminding you that we're in an apartment, (Y/N). We have people listening to you crying..."

"I don't care!" I screamed, sitting up and huffing. "You're not the one with the head cold here, Adam!" He groaned and walked over to me, placing a hand on my head.

"You're burning up more and more. At this rate you'll never get better."

"Thanks for the reassurance, genius," I grumbled laying back down onto the plush mattress. Shiro got up and kissed his boyfriend's nose, slipping his hand into Adam's.

"Babe, at least try and help me take care of (Y/N)." Adam hummed and nuzzled into Shiro's neck, kissing the tender skin.

"Fine, because I don't want them to keep on whining."

"Hey! I can hear perfectly fine, you know!"

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I had just woken up, a wet cloth covering my forehead and the wind chimes outside clinking together delicately, slow melodies of a music box floating through the house. I turned my head groggily and saw a pair of legs in basketball shorts, patiently resting on an oak rocking chair.

"What-" I rubbed my eyes and turned my head upwards to come face-to-face with a familiar white-haired man, eyes contentedly looking at my figure, and holding Advil with a glass of water on the side.

"Are you feeling better?" Shiro gently asked, placing a hand on my warm arm, handing me the Advil. I nodded and sat up, drank down the pill, and didn't feel as stuffy anymore. The Japanese man took the wet cloth and started to wipe down my arms, cooling down the heat radiating from me.

"Yeah, I feel better. Thanks for asking, Takashi." He smiled, placing a kiss on my cheek, in which I gladly accepted.

"Do you need any help getting up?" I shook my head and lifted myself off of the bed, and tried to walk, stumbling a few steps before early collapsing on the wooden floor.

"Ah, shit my head-" I groaned, scrunching my face up and pushing my palm against my forehead. Shiro raced forwards and slung an arm over his shoulders.

"Easy there, take it slow. No need to rush," he chided, easing me back down onto the cushions.

"Goddammit, and here I was, hoping to at least try and help Colleen bake some cookies for Matt and Katie." Shiro chuckled and looked at me, eyes sparkling.

"Don't worry, you'll get there in some time, for now you just need to rest."

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"Adam, I'm sick," I whined exaggeratedly. "Bring me my soup." He grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose, frustration written all over his face.

"For the last time, I am not your private butler," he snarled, handing me a bowl and spoon. "And I am not feeding you."

"Takashi's too busy to help me-"

"He's a big softie and caves in too easily." Adam sat closer to the bed and looked into my eyes with his big brown ones, light reflecting off of his black-rimmed glasses, seemingly making his eyes larger and more doll-like.

"Thanks for the soup, Adam," I sang. "But it's cold."

"Oh my-" he yelled, swinging his arms up and furrowing his eyebrows, standing up suddenly and walking towards the door.

"That's it, if you're not going to drink your soup, I'm leaving."

"Adam..." I whined again. The male stopped and turned around, stomping his way back.

"I swear to holy Jesus one more time, if you make me mad, I will leave you here to rot." I smirked when I saw the faint tint of red covering his usually auburn skin.

"Softie." I poked his hot cheek, as he slapped it away, crossing his arms.

"Fuck off."

"I love you too, you big cutie."

"Shut up."

"Now I know where Keith gets it from."

"... Fair point, but drink your goddamn soup."

"You're the boss."

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ahhhhhh sorry it's so short ^^"

I'll make a longer one, promise :)

btw anyone into The Dragon Prince?

I wanna make a book out of that show.

Runaan is the fucking baeeeeeeeeeeee <333333333