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lifeiskentastic · 4 months
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So… I kinda made a dating simulator with Ken
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I was inspired by one post with a visual novel element with Noah from @uncleclam (thanks them for that lol)
Description: you are a regular Matel employee who has been sent to Barbieland to control the Kens behavior. Well, one particular Ken. And it looks like it's not all sunshine in plastic land... Will you be able to handle Ken so that he doesn't go back to the patriarchy?
Time (very approximate): 40 minutes;
Languages: english and ukrainian;
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The game has two endings - good and bad (+bonus). In the bad ending, you obviously fail your task and Ken again takes the side of patriarchal ideals.
P.S. I'm well aware that VNs usually have full-length pictures of characters, but I haven't held a pencil since elementary school, so I deliberately decided to crop them so that players' eyes wouldn't bleed from what they saw
You can download it on itch for pc (android and ios would be available soon)
Also expect tons of text about production hell in my next post :)
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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are you still making requests for ryan gosling characters? Cause I have a request for Luke and Dan dunne, I really have a soft spot for those two. Maybe Luke meets a reader who works as a waitress, and they get all flirty with each other
Thanks for the request <33 really, these two are totally deserve a special spot
Flirting Luke and gn!Reader
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A/N: Next post will be about Dan because I'm having a sudden creative epiphany lol;
Summary: "Come back again" is not the only thing a waiter can say to an attractive customer;
Word count: 609 words;
Btw, my requests are still open!
"Coffee and a bacon sandwich. A very extraordinary choice."
The customer looks up at you as if he have just learned that humans can talk.
"Hmm. I guess."
Having received an equally extraordinary answer, you hurriedly smiled and turned around in the opposite direction from the visitor, while simultaneously managing to reprimand yourself for your own stupidity. Seriously? "A very extraordinary choice"? My God, when did you forget how to flirt (or maybe you never even knew how to flirt)?
And this embarrassment only multiplied when, after those words, you also had to take the order to him.
"I'm Luke, by the way. I hope that's extraordinary enough for you."
You sighed, but rather in a calm manner. Phew, the main thing is that this man is not offended or anything like that.
"I'm Y/N." A relaxed smile bloomed on your face, but your tongue took over again. Of course, it had only been a few minutes since the last time. "And, in fact, the only thing extraordinary about you is your biker clothes."
You could see a truly fascinating picture of a slight smile touching his handsome face and him trying to hide it behind a cup of coffee.
"In fact, the only thing in you is your waiter's uniform. It suits you. In a very extraordinary way."
This phrase made you chuckle into your fist, which defused the atmosphere between you and Luke in a strange way. In a very extraordinary way.
"Oh, you know, I look good in a lot of different uniforms, in fact." You leaned against Luke's desk, moving closer to his still pleasantly smiling face. "I could even show you." You gave him a playful wink, and it was like the last straw. Luke couldn't help but giggle quietly, still trying to hide his too obvious mirth behind that cup.
"Ah... then I'm looking forward to that moment."
Your uncontrollable laughter quickly joined Luke's in unison.
It was supposed to be a romantic and private flirtation between strangers, but instead you looked like two fools who couldn't control their emotions in the middle of the day in a café.
And, honestly, that's even better than any seductive flirt you could have imagined.
Especially with this particular client. Luke. You wonder if it would be inappropriate to ask him out right now. Although, you've already said even more explicit things to him in public, so you both have no choice now.
When you finally wiped away the last tear of your laughter and looked directly into Luke's bright, cheerful eyes, you felt a kind of inexplicable confidence.
You opened your mouth to ask a decisive question, not even realizing that Luke had done exactly the same thing…
"Will you go on a date with me?"
You blinked. Did you hear Luke ask the same question in a chorus with you?
Well, judging by another fit of laughter from him, it was.
"Hmm, so... so you agree?"
You looked at Luke with mock thoughtfulness, whose tone became just a little worried as he seemed to consider the possibility of a no. But he had absolutely nothing to worry about. After all, you knew your exact answer the moment you saw his blond, disheveled hair in the doorway of the café.
"Sure."
Luke's relieved look made you admire him for one more beautiful moment before your angry coworkers surrounded you and dragged you back to your boring job. But that's okay, because you managed to shout after him: "Tomorrow at the cafe?" and get his confident nod.
Everything was just beginning.
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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Heyo! (this is the anon who requested the Richard fic) Sorry to be responding late, but I just read this and it was genuinely great! First of all, thank you for even writing and secondly, I think you actually got his character pretty well. But then again, it doesn't really matter- everyone has their own different version of a character. But yours was definitely very similar to my vision. The mockery, despite this being a best-friend relationship, being quick to prove himself when challenged. I do not think you went too sick LOL. It fits a guy like him. Also I just really like the setting being a game center for some reason. Perhaps because it reminds me that the characters are just teenagers, which is a fact that gets hard to recall in the movie sometimes. But I do feel like their interaction doesn't necessarily indicate that they've known each other for years. For instance, Richard and Justin have this sort of playfulness to their talk, which maybe would have worked here? I don't know. And I also can't really tell if Richard actually likes the reader or hates them, BUT THEN AGAIN, that is very much Richard-like LOL. I absolutely loved reading this though, and once again, thank you so much for writing for him! I think you may officially be the first person to do so lmao.
So, first of all, thank you so much for writing all this for me, it's really a first and just that you took the time to do it!!
And now to the point.
You're right, everyone has their own opinion about the character, but I'm really glad that mine was at least a little bit in line with yours.
And yes, this thing with the game center just appeared in my head, I don't even know why or where it came from…
Idk how to describe Richard's friendship with someone other than Justin, like, they literally PLANED THE MURDER together, how could Richard be friends with someone like the Reader?? I'm still confused lol
Ahah, hopefully I'm the first but not the last.
Thank you sm!
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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Can you feel the Kenergy? 🩵
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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hey could you write something for Richard Haywood? perhaps a best friends to lovers trope? It would be interesting to see how that would work with a character like Richard
sorry, I thought I wouldn't be too sick but as you can see…
Richard Haywood and gn!Reader as friends to lovers story
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A/N: Richard is one of my favs actually, but I feel like I got his character a little wrong (tbh I do it with most of my fics) so I just wanted to ask you to point out my mistakes in that regard, because I I don't want to go too far into OOC :")
Summary: At some point, your dear friend Richard became… too tactile?;
Word count: 942 words;
I hope this is what you asked for!
So you had one close friend. A very strange close friend. Although, after so many years together, you have become absolutely accustomed to all the nuances and contradictions of his exotic character.
But lately, there has been something in his behavior that even your trained, hardened mind could not comprehend. Richard has become more tactile.
Well, he used to be able to grab your shoulder out of the blue, hold your hands, and even run his hand through your hair. But at some turning point, he became extremely tactile. That is, now he grabbed your shoulder more firmly, held your hands longer, and even ran his hand through your hair in a less friendly way.
And this could not but confuse you. On top of that, his eyes were becoming more and more cunning with every walk after school. And you, as his friend, knew perfectly well that this would definitely not end well.
So, it was absolutely logical that you decided to do something about this tense situation.
'You became a bit too tactile.'
The only thing that was not absolutely logical in this tense situation was why you asked such a direct question! But the words were already out of your mouth, and there was nothing you could do about it. Fortunately or unfortunately.
'What?'
The angry look of Richard, who had just been interrupted from a very important game machine in the gaming center, turned sharply to you.
You had to swallow hard before starting again:
'Well, you started... touching me more, you know?'
You were sure he would understand. As long as it was in the right way.
'And?' Richard looked at you intently (though more like stared) and began one of his favorite things: gesturing and contorting you. 'Does this give you some new hope?'
His last words were cut short by his amused giggle.
You lowered your head, only not to see your "best friend's" raised eyebrows in derision.
'No! No... You don't understand. I just wanted to say that you are a very tactile person, Richard. That's all.'
'Pfft. "Tactility" and "non-tactility" were invented by losers who are too scared to go up and touch another person.'
'Uh-huh. I see.'
After all these years of friendship, you've long since given up arguing with Richard, so you didn't try this time. But still...
'So you can go up to any person and just touch them?'
'Well, yes.'
'But you still don't touch them as much as you touch me.'
You honestly don't know why you're saying all this. You're just happy to stop, but your mouth refused to shut!
It seems that this statement was so powerful that you even managed to surprise Richard! At least, you hoped that his wry sneer and wide-eyed amusement would indicate that.
'I don't touch them too much, because they're not my friends.' You felt as if Richard's mouth had been cut open with a butter knife. Oh, no, he's just smiling. 'Or did you want to hear something else?'
This time there was no laughter. And that was a bad sign, really. A very, very bad sign.
'No, thank you, I heard everything I wanted to hear.' You hurriedly turned around and pretended to be completely devoted to some nearby game machine. After all, it seems that your "close friend" has begun to get closer and closer. In the physical sense of the word.
'Come on, I'm telling the truth,' Richard moved closer to you, whispering in his sly, quirky voice right into your ear.
You cautiously turned to him, just to look him in the eye, but instead you saw his open lips reaching out to you, and his closed eyelids fluttering slightly. You froze there, half-turned to your friend, your gaze blurred, your limbs numb, and eagerly awaiting what would happen next...
'Ha-ha-ha!'
All you could do at that moment was to gape in confusion. And you couldn't be blamed for that, because when Richard pushed away from you as if you were a wall he had almost run into by accident and started giggling, clutching his stomach... Well, the human body is not capable of any other reaction than "gape in confusion".
'Did you really think I was going to kiss you?' Richard didn't stop laughing for a moment, having already begun to wipe the tears of laughter from his eyes. 'Oh, no, no, no, wait, ha-ha-ha... I-I, ha-ha, have to, uh, catch my breath... Ha-ha-ha-ha!'
Finally, your shocked brain has processed all the information that came along with Richard's hoarse laughter. And it did not like this information at all. So now you were blushing. You were blushing with pure anger.
'What, you're not tactile enough for a kiss anymore? "Too scared"?'
Richard, still breathing heavily after his hilarious stunt, held his head high. Slowly, even hints of his former mirth began to disappear from his face. And you didn't know whether this was the reaction you were trying to get with your words or the opposite.
'"Too scared"? You're so sure about that, huh?' It sounds like he was really angry. Well, at least you assumed so when he grabbed you painfully by the jaw, pulling you closer to his angry face, with his teeth clenched tightly and crooked lips. The last thing you remember clearly is the pressure of someone else's lips on yours. And the last conscious thought was just the realization that nothing would be the same. Fortunately or unfortunately. And the last conscious thought was just the realization that nothing would be the same. Fortunately or unfortunately.
***
'So... What do we do now?'
'Actually, we can test your tactility, too.'
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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we really must see this full deleted scene
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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He's great at doing stuff
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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Ken's job is literally simp
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“Wanna dance with me?”
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a real hero
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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here have some kens cheering for you on your dash, you deserve it (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*✲゚*。⋆
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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pls do another dan dunne fic! can be anything 🫶
this man is everything 😩😩
Dan makes a marriage proposal to gn!Reader
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A/N: I don't know the exact reasons but when I write about this man I have so much fun (so I'll keep doing it);
Summary: Dan proposes to you. In the middle of your lesson, actually.
Word count: 353 words;
Thanks for request!
It was supposed to be the most ordinary, unremarkable working day at school. The key word is supposed. Because after your boyfriend, with flowers at his side, a box in his hand, and on one knee, shouted 'Will you marry me?' under your classroom window, it could hardly be described as ordinary or unremarkable.
And while the whole class crowded around the window, and you hid your face with a cheerful smile and a deep blush in your hands, Dan waited patiently. Although, to be honest, his knee was already hurting from standing in the classic proposal pose for so long.
'Ahem, ahem' Dan stirred a little, because his limbs would have given out, and looked up and down at you hopefully, 'I'm not pushing it, of course, but... Um, will you marry me?'
Every student in the office turned to you while your hands seemed to be stuck to your face. Well, you were simply not allowed to show up with such a look on your face as a teacher!
Although any teacher's etiquette was long forgotten when Dan proposed to you in the middle of class.
'Ha-ha, my body's already hurting, you know' indeed, Dan had to get up from his knee, but his gaze remained fixed in one direction - to you. And so did his tired but hopeful smile. He sincerely believed that he would receive an exceptionally positive answer (although with every moment of silence, he was overcome with a touch of conscience). 'I'm starting to worry.'
He shrugged awkwardly, still holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers under his arm and, of course, never letting go of the box with the fateful ring. And then, you finally dared to open your palms to meet that devoted-looking Dan in the schoolyard. The students whispered among themselves, especially as you ran full speed down the stairs to your waiting boyfriend.
You ran out into the street, but you didn't stop there, running straight into Dan's open arms with a smile on your face. You fell into his arms, whispering softly in his ear:
'Yes.'
You were hugged as tightly as you never thought possible.
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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young!Noah wakes the gn!Reader
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A/N: I'm sick and currently on sick leave, which can only mean one thing: a Ryan's movie rewatch marathon (and more fics)!
Summary: Your neighbor Noah wakes you up every morning. And this morning seems to be no exception.
Word count: 559 words;
I'm also accepting reqs rn!
Mornings in your town started differently for everyone. Some people got up with the first birdsong of their own free will, others were forced to do so, and still others were greeted by a real earthquake with every sunrise. Or a hurricane trapped in a human body.
'Get up!' your ear has been mercilessly terrorized since the morning. 'Do you really want me to do this?'
You tried to jump up and prevent the inevitable, but it was too late... Noah jumped into your bed in one jerk. Which, in fact, was a single bed.
'Noah...' You stirred sleepily as your neighbor began to jump on the mattress very diligently. So much so that you could only dream about sleep.
'It's not my fault!' He leaned over you and laughed right into your ear. Still rocking the bed.
'Uh-oh... Just a minute more...'
Your brain was working in the morning... In fact, in the morning it refused to function at all, and your whole being had only one single goal at this time of day - to sleep a little more. However, Noah was absolutely not satisfied with this arrangement. How could you exchange your joint plans to go to the lake for some insignificant nap?
'Don't make me...'
A moment after these words, and Noah purposefully fell on you. Literally. You sank under his weight, tangled in a pile of blankets.
'What, you want to get up now?' He said sarcastically, kept grinning from ear to ear, even as he slid his arms under you, hugging you tightly. Although, in fact, it was all just a cleverly planned trap. 'You had to think before!'
After a few more (completely futile) attempts to get out from under Noah, you had to surrender to the victor. But with a sincere smile. After all, no matter how annoyed, angry, tired, and all at the same time, you couldn't help but smile when you looked at Noah's cheerful face. So close to your own.
His warm breath tickled your ear, his arms were still frozen under your back, holding you in place, and his legs somehow managed to intertwine with yours. And you could not do anything about it. You didn't even want to.
You closed your eyes in the hope that you could get a few more seconds of peaceful rest while Noah seemed to have dropped his guard. But, of course, that was too much of a luxury.
'Ha!' Noah reacted the moment your eyelids closed. He shook his hands, causing the entire bed to jump, and loomed over you with a wide, smug smile. All you could do was sigh in disappointment. 'Thought you could get away with it, huh?'
And then he began his favorite part of the morning. Noah put his head in the crook of your shoulder and began to wiggle his nose, tickling you terribly! You couldn't stop laughing, completely forgetting even about the possibility of sleep. Especially when his grown strands of hair fell on your neck, unbearably tickling.
After a while, you finally got up, with tears of laughter in your eyes and a smile on your face. Later on, Noah would have a whole lecture about respecting private space and understanding the concept of a sleep schedule, but for now, he could enjoy your cheerful appearance and laugh together. Just like every morning.
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First meeting of gn!Reader and Dan (photoshoot included)
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A/N: this is so short and silly but I love Dan so much, sorry 😭😭
Summary: gn!Reader takes pictures of Dan behind his back. But Dan notices anyway, so…
Word count: 450 words;
Half Nelson is just a must-watch movie btw!
You were a sports photographer specializing in school tournaments (because nothing else of note can happen in this town). Although no one wouldn't know it from your photos. Well, what could you do with yourself if the coach of this school's women's basketball team is the most photogenic (and incredibly handsome) creature you've ever met? Your professionalism as a photographer simply demanded that you capture his every graceful movement!
'Are you taking a picture of me?'
Your hands shuddered, almost dropping the camera to the gym floor. You must have gotten the wrong idea that the man whose photographs hang in front of your desk at home was talking directly to you. It simply couldn't be!
But to make sure of this one hundred and one percent, you cautiously looked out from behind the camera and suddenly met your eyes with the coach. It's true. Your finger has already pressed the flash on automatic to catch this really rare shot of Dan looking directly into the lens.
'Sorry...'
Of course, having a camera, you had to know the etiquette of every photographer, whose first commandment literally reads: 'Do not photograph people without their permission'. But this did not stop you anyway. At least you had the opportunity to apologize...
You expected a well-deserved public shaming, or at least a lecture on primitive concepts of human morality, but instead you got... A gentle smile on Dan's serene face? You blinked in shock.
'Pfft, why? I'm part of the team in a way, so it's only logical that you should take my picture.' He arched an eyebrow, still looking you straight in the eye, which made you unable to relax. 'If you want, I could even pose for you, haha.'
If the first time you still found the strength to hold the camera in your hands, now you were really dangerously close to breaking a few hundred dollars over one (not so) innocent phrase.
But it was too early for your lens to break, because Dan was striking his most intricate poses in front of you. And until you've taken as many photos as this digital machine in your palms can take, you won't let it go.
And you could have sworn this photo shoot would have gone on forever if Dan hadn't been called away by his students for some urgent coaching business. Perhaps it was for the best, because the camera screen had been flashing an annoying warning about the lack of memory for a long time.
'You'll have to show them to me later!'
You only had time to nod before Dan went back to his duties. You smiled to yourself, already imagining how you would show these wonderful photos.
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lifeiskentastic · 7 months
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Masterlist
My own masterlist of Ryan Gosling's characters.
Ken
Ken makes a gift to the gn!Reader
The first kiss of gn!Reader and Ken
gn!Reader begs Ken not to brainwash dolls. Ken doesn't listen.
Ken is jealous of gn!Reader (but for absolutely no reason)
Ken plays Cowboy, and gn!Reader helps him with it
Ken plays board games with gn!Reader
Ken tastes Real World ice cream with gn!Reader
Ken flirts (albeit not very successfully) with a officer gn!Reader
Ken x gn!Reader as friends to lovers story
Sebastian Wilder
Sebastian plays a lullaby on the piano for the gn!Reader
Sebastian visits the bartender gn!Reader
gn!Reader leads a drunken Seb out of his bar
Holland March
gn!Reader in one car with Holland March in the middle of a traffic jam
SNL Elf
gn!Reader conducts a "purely friendly" introduce of the Elf with human relations (including practice)
Luke Glanton
Dan Dunne
gn!Reader and Luke agree to quit smoking (at least one of them)
Flirting Luke and gn!Reader
First meeting of gn!Reeder and Dan (photoshoot included)
Dan makes a marriage proposal to gn!Reader
Noah Calhoun
young!Noah wakes the gn!Reader
Richard Haywood
Richard Haywood and gn!Reader as friends to lovers story
If you want, you can give me a request. I accept anything and everything, so feel free to do so.
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Michael Cera and Ryan Gosling behind the scenes of 'Barbie'
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Ken makes a gift to the gn!Reader
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A/N: I seem to be the type of writer who goes on tumblr once a month, posts something from drafts, and then goes back into the shadows. well, that's my role…
Summary: Ken makes a sudden (but very pleasant) gift to the gn!Reader;
Word count: 660 words;
Hope you like it!
Over the past week, something very strange has been happening in Barbieland. Not only did you barely see Ken, but when you did get a chance to say hello, he seemed to evaporate (or ducked into the first pile of fallen autumn leaves he could find, just to avoid meeting you). Before that, you literally woke up facing each other. Now, however, you get up with an empty space on the bed next to you. And it wasn't so much confusing as it was frightening. If Ken has once again come up with a (necessarily ridiculous) reason to avoid you, then you just have to talk to him immediately! But how can you do that if as soon as you make eye contact with him, he runs to hide behind the nearest corner? Your sincerely human soul simply could not find a place for itself.
And so it would have continued, if suddenly at the end of the week, Ken himself had not dared to approach you. With his hands behind his back, his lower lip bit and his eyes on you intently.
"Ken..." You knew that in a situation like this you shouldn't rush and provoke, so you remained motionless in your seat in the middle of the bed, as if trying not to scare a wild animal.
Ken began to roll from heel to toe, watching you with a keen, studying gaze.
"Ken, what's wrong?" Perhaps if you hadn't been abruptly pulled out of a sweet, lingering sleep by your sometimes-disappearing boyfriend, you would have suspected something was wrong with his hands behind his back. But you were abruptly pulled out of a sweet, lingering sleep by your sometimes-disappearing boyfriend, so...
"I-I did something for you..."
You shook your head in confusion, shaking off the remnants of sleep. Ken?.. Did something?..
Ken's hands held out a neatly tied package in your face. As far as your sleepy eyes could make out, everything else in the package, including the gift paper and several tones of glitter, was just as perfect. And even after sleeping, you could see how much effort this present had been put in.
"Oh, Ken, is this for me?"
As soon as you took the gift from Ken's hands, he put them back behind his back. And you could have sworn that he was fidgeting with his fingers in anticipation.
"Yeah. I've never done anything like this before, so..." Ken was terribly nervous, but he shouldn't have been, because whatever the contents of this bundle were, you would have loved it beyond belief.
Ken was watching your every move, instantly reading your every reaction, and when you carefully untied the ribbon and opened the package, he couldn't help but lick his lips several times eagerly.
When you opened the package, you put it on display... A handmade scarf?
You smiled gently.
"Is that why you've been running away from me for a week?"
Ken blinked at you in surprise, as if he thought that his constant running away from you had gone unnoticed.
"I was afraid I wouldn't be able to resist telling you everything!"
You chuckled lightly, looking back down at the scarf. You couldn't get enough of your boyfriend's hard work!
Ken's smile slowly grew on his face as he realized that you were really happy with his gift. You could see the tension slowly falling from his shoulders and he was relaxing himself, as if after a whole week of hard work. Perhaps it was true.
You, still smiling, immediately wrapped your gift around your neck.
"I read on the Internet that people can feel unwell at this time of year and that scarves help them... somehow."
"They do, Ken, they do."
You stand up to thank Ken with a gentle kiss on the cheek. The long autumn is ahead, and something told you that from now on you will not spend a single day of it without the warmth of a scarf.
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