Cold (Eridan x Reader, flush crushes)

“Hey, (name), you cold?” You shake your head, secretly pulling your cardigan as you did. You lamented having brought a thin coat to such a cold day. Then again, who would have expected the weather to plunge into colder temperatures while you were out? The violetblood that walked beside you had the foresight to bring with him a thicker coat today. He walked confidently in long strides while you struggled to keep up with his pace. Eridan had paused for now, concerned for your wellbeing. For a moment, you were surprised by this sudden display of concern from the usually self-absorbed troll.

“No, I- yeah, I’m fine. Geez Eridan, what’s gotten into you?” You playfully clap him on the back before hurriedly walking off. You could feel him staring at you as you walked away- not to mention the fact that your ears felt astonishingly warm at the thought. You halted to look back and he was indeed just staring at you.

“Eridan?” You call, shaking him out of his thoughts. The troll shook his head then caught up to you without a word. These days, you notice, he seems to be a bit far away. Caught up in his own thoughts more often than you could count on your ten fingers, you had to bring the troll back to reality. He had been especially in the clouds today, finding himself wordless to your antics rather than being able to retort in his usual manner. ‘The great Ampora, speechless? I have to mark this on my calendar!’  You would remark, to which he would grunt something inaudible and surrendering to his defeat.

You had your fair share of speechless moments, you suppose. Sometimes, you would look at him, in all of his ridiculous violet clothes and the peculiar jagged horns that rested on his head. You would look at him and simply get lost in the moment- all tangled up in those little details that composed the nautical prince and it left you breathless.

Of course, he just had to ruin the moment by asking if you checking him out and then you would smack him playfully on the head for bringing up such a thing.

“Fuck, (name), you’re freezin’!” Eridan exclaimed, enveloping your hand in his ring wearing fingers. His warmth radiated from his fingers, sending a tingling feeling that tickled you down to your very toes. Your retracted your hands away from him, mentally cursing the rush of blood to your cheeks. “I am fine. Now let’s get moving. I don’t want to stay out until it’s dark.” The highblood sighed frustratedly at what you had said. Fingers unbuttoning the heavy black coat, Eridan muttered something along the lines of ‘stubborn girl.’ He placed the coat around your shoulders with a huff.

“Don’t evven try and fuckin’ say ‘Im fine, Eridan let’s keep on wwalkin’’ cuz you’re not, okay?” To see him like this, all sweet and considerate- it touched you. Eridan’s kindness is hardly seen and when it is- you could be assured that you are someone special to him. You don’t resist and allow him to do buttons for you, still marvelling at the fact that he had lent you his coat.

“Thanks for letting me have this.” You say to him. He replies with a scoff as he does the last button. 

“Yeah wwell, it’s not like I’m lettin’ you keep it or anythin’. I wwant it back wwhen wwe get back to your house.”

“Nope, too late, it’s mine now!” You run off, hugging the large coat to your body and looking back to see Eridan smiling and giving chase. 

Perhaps you will keep that coat for yourself- just because it reminds you of him.