Kissed by the Baddest Bidder

For IsanqeleyLopez as 'Baba x Reader'

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He couldn't take his eyes off of you. Mostly because you were very pretty, but he was also very curious on your behaviour.

You were wearing flats, yet it seems like you're struggling to walk properly, as if never doing it in your entire life. 

He only planned on spending some time in a local bar this late evening, but he found himself distracted and watching you the entire time.

You seem to be confused by the people around you, but they're just acting like any other people at a bar would. You spoke in strange, formal language in monotone no matter what happened. You kept an expressionless face and perfect posture.

Baba rubbed his chin as he raised an eyebrow. Is she some sort of royalty?

That was denied when you stood in front of the restroom, seemingly unsure of which door to go through. One male, one female. You couldn't understand the signs. 

You were about to push open the male's washroom door before someone walked out of it.

Baba chuckled to himself, "What a strange woman. Is she new on Earth?"

He was merely joking then, he never thought anything he mumbled could be reality.

This is very difficult to adjust to. You thought to yourself. You were frustrated, though nothing of such shows that emotion, or any emotion, for that matter.

After all, you grew up with everyone around you believing that showing too much human emotion means you're sick. Like a disease, hopefully it'll go away after a few days.

You walk up to a tall shelf and keep reaching up although your fingertip is nowhere near the object you're after. Your body gesture as if you could float off your feet to get it. Suddenly, as if remembering you're down on earth, you stopped and looked around for help.

Baba quickly shuffled off his seat and advanced towards you.

"Hey." He greeted as he took off the top shelf item and handed it to you.

"Greetings, sir. I am grateful for your assistance." You say, barely looking at him, then returning to your seat at the back.

Baba blinked. And blinked again. Well, that was a failed attempt to make conversation.

He watched you for a little longer, drinking wine by yourself, before approaching you again.

"Hey there, beautiful." He says naturally as he takes his seat across from you.

"Good evening." You greet back, actually looking at him this time.

"So, I uh...helped you out back there with that drink. I was wondering if we could talk, and maybe get to know each other a bit?" He doesn't come on too strong as he thought you were the shy type. 

You stared at him with a blank face for about two seconds before tilting your head a little bit, "Did you not receive my gratitude for assisting me with this wine bottle?"

"No..! I mean, yes, I did. I just want to talk." He sweat dropped, never in his life has he ever encountered someone like you.

You still don't understand what he's asking for, but you nod, indicating that you're willing to listen.

"My name is Mitsunari Baba." He held out his hand with a bright smile, but then took it back and ran it through his hair when he realized you probably didn't know what that meant. "You can call me Mich, Micchi, Mitsu, anything you like!"

You nodded. He held back a facepalm, "And, what's your name, my beauty?"

"...(Y/N) (L/N)." You surprised him when you actually answered, he was relieved. 

"(Y/N)," he repeated, "what a beautiful name for a gorgeous girl like yourself."

He's had all sorts of reactions to that line. The embarrassed, the flirtatious, the confident, the snarky, the eye-roller, and even the slapper. But none of them were like you:

"You think so? I received it from the human who died right before I was born."

He was so caught off guard he can't even muster a response. You were obviously not joking so he can't laugh.

"...W-Wow, that's... really cool...." 

You nodded genuinely, appreciating his compliment.

"Um... what brings you out here tonight?" He asks again, attempting to set the mood back to normal.

You sighed softly, closing your eyes for a brief second. Your eyelashes like soft catkins, bringing out your beautiful skin tone and pink lips. Baba felt his heart thump.

"I was banished.... Anyway, that matter is rather personal, I'd like not to discuss it, if you kindly will." You reply, simply the thought saddens you. Faint traces of the emotion lingers in your eyes.

He gently rests his hand on yours, shocked when it was cold as ice, and smiled angelically at you.

He thought he saw you smile, but it vanished just as fast as it came. 

"If it's a bad break up, I can mend your broken heart." He winked at you with one of his classics.

"Oh, it's alright. I don't have a heart."

Rejected. 

The loner shadow clouded him and just as he's about to excuse himself to bawl in his corner, you spoke again, "Your hand does feel nice."

Baba looked up to you smiling at him. As if his world shining and beaming with the bright light emitting from your smile. All he sees is you. 

"Thanks for taking the time to talk to me." Your speech was finally more informal. Soon, your expression went back to normal. 

He finally couldn't control himself anymore and took your hand up to his lips, "Can I burrow a kiss?" He looks up at you as he does, "I promise I'll give it back."

It took you a while, but you eventually realize what it meant. "Hah." You laughed, you finally laughed. Showing your pearly whites and plum lips.

"M-May I ask what that was?" You ask.

Baba's mind shouted victory. He at last found what you took interest in.

"Those are called pick-up lines. They're usually sweet and cheesy." He explained happily, skipping the fact that it can also be very sexual.

"Please tell me more!" You leaned forward in your seat.

"Kiss me if I'm wrong but, dinosaurs still exist, right?" He said again, earning a giggle from you.

And he spent the next ten minutes telling you cute pick-up lines.

"I would offer you a cigarette, but you're already smoking hot." He says again, wiggling his eyebrows.

You didn't quite understand what a 'cigarette' was, but you still got what he's going at.

"You try." he says. His hand held yours tenderly the entire time, neither of you letting go.

He found it cute when you tap a finger to your lip in thought.

Just then, you beamed at him, "Guess what I'm wearing? The smile you gave me."

Time stopped.

All he saw was you again.

The rest of the world was tuned out.

His heart beats uncontrollably.

He swallowed. Then stood up abruptly and put your hand on his heart.

"Hey. Did it hurt?" He asked with delicate eyes.

"I beg your pardon?" You question.

"You know, when you fell from heaven?" He asks again, then close-eyed smiled.

He expected a laugh, a shy smile, or the show of confusion in your eyes when you don't understand something. 

Anything but the fear and surprise that lit up your eyes like nothing before.

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June 30, 2016

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