Another Spring Request
27. Allergies with Shang-Chi
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A/N - AWWWW, I love this Stella! Thanks for requesting a cute Shang Chi prompt, bestie!
Summary - Shang loved the spring. You on the other hand, hate it.
Warnings - Only some fluff!
"How are you feeling?"
"Like shit,"
"Shouldn't have asked,"
You blew your nose and tossed the ruined tissue into the waste bin next to your bed, then you reached over to use some nasal spray. Shang was sitting on the edge of your bed with an amused tone. Your nose was red and runny, your eyes glossy and tears threatening to come out from constant sneezing, and the perfect afternoon that Shang planned out was ruined.
All thanks to your allergies.
You two barely started dating, only for a month, and you still have that new relationship feeling between the pair of you. Katy was the one who got you two together, and she was immensely proud that you two were an official item. Shang was shy when he asked you out on a date, which was nothing rather big but a trip to a food truck parking lot and then a small trolley ride to one of his favorite parks.
He wanted it nice and simple, a great tip he got from Katy since he asked her plenty of questions about you and what you liked. You found it quite sweet that he wanted to do his research through Katy,, and once he confessed that to you, a blush was on his cheeks.
You kissed his cheek in return, almost having him pass out cold.
But now that Spring that came to the city, Shang wanted to take you out to the flowers that just bloomed right outside of the major city. You thought it was a great idea until you got hit with your allergies halfway through the date.
Thank goodness for Shang being considerate and taking you right home.
"Katy should be back with your medicine," Shang said as he looked at his phone for the time.
"I can manage with my nose drops for now," You pressured him as you sat up in your bed and rubbed your tired eyes, "I've had worse when I was younger,"
"I still feel bad, and you told me you had allergies," Shang said in a remorseful tone as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. You gave him a grin, seeing the torn look on his face and wishing to brighten his spirits.
"For the fact that we've been only dating for a month, I won't hold this one against you. Now the next time this happens, I will," You teased, Shang giving you a small look. You had to smile at the situation since you knew that this was a simple allergy that would happen to you constantly.
"Shang, it's gonna be okay," You said to him calmly, "You did good with the flower fields. I just didn't take my medicine beforehand, and I tend to forget to do that a lot,"
"I know, I just wanted to make it special and perfect," Shang explained, you raised an eyebrow at him.
"Since when do I want perfect?" You questioned, seeing him pause and freeze as you went on, "Perfection is boring! There's nothing truly good and joyful that comes from being perfect."
Shang paused, drinking in what you told him as you grinned and leaned back against your pillows. You only heard some of his background and childhood, and you knew he was always under pressure even as a little boy. Although he did leave some big pieces of his life out from your talks and conversations, you knew he would tell you in his own time. But you knew Shang knew all about perfection and striving for it. And maybe hearing you tell him not to be perfect with you, shook his core for a moment.
"I hate perfection," You reminded him calmly, "I just want you. And I would hope you'd want me, allergies and all,"
Shang had to chuckle at how you were attempting to break him out of his mind racing and his low mood.
"It's true! My allergies are so bad in the Spring, not to mention how I can't take on spicey food for the life of me. And flowers, don't get me anywhere near roses! I would take peonies and daisies any day,"
"Good to know," Shang replied in his light tone, the burden was finally lifted off of him, "And just so you know, I want you too,"
"I'm glad we're on the same page," You hummed, Shang leaning in to kiss you as you were ready for him. But you sneezed right before he could, Shang dodging the sneeze just in time as you groaned and blew your nose again.
"I promise to try and not kill you on our next date. We're going to go to the movies," Shang said in a chuckle.
The End.
Spring Prompt Session
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christmas event…?
character: shang-chi x fem!reader
summary: a short, simple christmas proposal with our favorite valet
warnings: cussing, proposal (duh)???
a/n: thank you @wdwxlittlemix for requesting this! it was tons of fun and also i love my boy sm he slays. it is a bit after christmas, but oh well lmao, christmas is a frame of mind. hope you all enjoy! 🫶🫶🫶
The past few months had been crazy.
Your boyfriend of three years had been attacked on a bus by a mercenary with a razor arm, you found out that he’s the son of a crime syndicate’s boss, who’s effectively immortal and trained his son to kill, then he’d gone to another dimension and beat up some nasty demon thing with the help of your friend, his long-lost sister, and a dragon.
It’s a lot for the average person to absorb.
In your defense, you’re doing pretty well. You’ve supported Shaun -well, Shang- through the experience and have been more than understanding about his secret identity.
He’s told you all about his mother, his training, and you’ve been there to help him come to terms with the fact that he’s now technically, just a little bit, an Avenger.
Plus, you’ve even managed to set up a relatively normal Christmas this year.
You and Shaun set up a decent-size tree, untangled last year’s lights, and have finished your Christmas shopping and all of the obligatory festivities. Ice skating, secret Santa, window shopping for things neither of you could afford.
For Christmas Eve tonight, since neither of you could spend the holiday with your family, you were meeting up with some friends downtown for the local symphony.
You were excited, to say the least. Along with a nice dress, you’d bought some new jewelry. The San Francisco Symphony wasn’t the fanciest event, but Shaun had convinced you to dress up together.
Now, you’re making final adjustments in the mirror. Your boyfriend is on his way home from running an errand, so there’s nothing left to do but wait.
The door opening startles you a bit.
“Hey,” you say with a smile. Shaun greets you back, before presenting a bouquet from behind his back.
“I know you like roses,” he begins. “But… when I mentioned I was getting them for my girlfriend, Mrs. Shen insisted on peonies.”
You laugh, admiring the scarlet flowers. The petals are silky and curve perfectly, and the delicate scent is slowly filling your small apartment.
“They’re perfect.”
He smiles. “I’m glad you like them.” Peppering kisses on your forehead, the two of you stay like that for a moment. Close and content, just enjoying the peace.
“You excited for tonight?” he asks. You nod, and he slowly twirls you around. With a bit of extravagance, he dips you into view of the mirror before giving you another kiss.
“Shaun,” you whisper.
“Yeah?”
“We’re going to be late.”
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“Ok, but did you see the dude’s face when he dropped his drumsticks?” Katy laughs.
Soo scolds your friend, rambling about how well the poor guy recovered and that he was only really out of the song for a few seconds before realizing that Katy is preoccupied with the lights display outside of the symphony hall.
“To be fair, his expression was hilarious,” you comment, shrugging. “He was crawling under the timpanis for a solid 12 seconds.”
Katy turns back towards you all, glaring incredulously. “The fuck is a ‘timpani’?” she asks, turning a few heads. John, Soo’s husband, starts explaining as Katy starts off towards a food vendor. Soo trails after in her usual fashion as the mom of the group in an attempt to keep your friend from wreaking havoc.
“Hey, can I talk to you for a second?” Shaun takes your hand. You nod, a bit apprehensive.
“Of course,” you say. “What’s up?”
He takes a few nervous breaths, and your heart almost stops. Is he breaking up with you? You thought your relationship was going fine. Great, actually.
“(Y/N), you’re the love of my-”
You can’t help it. “Are you breaking up with me?” you blurt out, anxiety taking over.
Shaun balks a bit. “What- Wait what?” He shakes his head rapidly, waving his hands. “No, of course not.”
When he sees you’ve calmed down, he continues.
“Um, I wanted to make this really nice and romantic, but neither of us really like sappy shit, so I’ll get straight to the point.”
It’s only when he gets down on one knee that you gasp.
It’s straight out of a Hallmark movie, the way he takes out the small velvet box.
Except that he isn’t a random white man that cuts down Christmas trees for a living and you aren’t some well-to-do businesswoman from the city coming back to your hometown.
“(Y/N) (L/N), will you marry me?”
You’re so shocked that you just stand there for a moment. Passersby have started watching, whispering to each other, not that you notice.
“Or… we can wait?” Shaun continues.
“No!” you shout. “I mean yes! But no, don’t wait!”
He hops up from the cold ground, almost knocking into you.
“Wait, you will marry me?”
You nod rapidly, tearing up as he hugs you.
“哦,谢谢他妈的 [Oh, thank fuck],” he laughs, before pulling you into a kiss. “我太激动了。上帝我爱你。[I’m so excited. God, I love you.]”
“I love you, too,” you respond. From the vendor, your friends begin to cheer, and you only now realize Katy’s been recording the entire time.
Turning back to your now-fiancé, you kiss him again.
“Just, promise me, no more underground crime organizations?”
Shaun takes your pinkie in his.
“Promise.”
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