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Fluffy Reigen Arataka Boyfriend Headcannons!

Summary:

Some headcannons and short one-shots with Reigen Arataka and Reader!

Notes:

Hello! This is my first work, so criticism is accepted and lowkey needed...
Reigen has been floating around in my mind like dookie in a public pool, and I kinda had a dream about him last night, so I thought, "Why not write some headcannons about him?" So anyway, here we are. Enjoy!

-ALSO I AM TAKING REQUESTS!!

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Chapter 1: Cocky Reigen

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Reigen Arataka Boyfriend Headcannons!

 

Reigen lowkey LOVES to flex on you, and he'll flex with anything. Let's say you're cleaning the house and dusting off the shelves. But you're just slightly too short for some of them. Reigen walks into the living room and admires you for a minute. You, up on your tippy-toes, frustratedly trying to clean the dust off the shelf. He smirks to himself for a moment before sneaking up behind you and suddenly grabbing your shoulders.

"BOO!"

You jump, dropping the duster, and screaming a little bit. He bursts out into laughter and lets go of your shoulders.

"Rei, c'mon, that wasn't funny..."

"Oh yes, it was! You looked so scared!" He says through giggles.

"You little shit.."

"Okay, okay, sorry." He lifts his hands defensively and slowly stops laughing. "Anyway, you need help with that, love?"

"Mmm.." You grumble stubbornly."Fine, yeah, go on." 

He leans down and picks up the duster off the floor. He lifts his hands and easily dusts off the shelves. He smirks through it all, knowing you're staring at him. Once he finishes it, he turns around and gives the duster back to you.

"Here. Sometimes you just need your big, strong boyfriend. I get it."

You roll your eyes and open your mouth to retort before he kisses your forehead. You look up at him, and that cocky look on his face is gone. A sincere, loving look replaces it.

"Sorry for scaring you. Won't do it again."

You blink up at him and look away momentarily, suddenly feeling guilty for the things you were going to say to him if he hadn't kissed your forehead. You look back at him and feign the annoyed face you know he can always see through.

"Damn right you won't do it again." You grumble. You turn around to throw away the dust and look back at him, pointing the duster at him.

"You're too cocky!"