Asta x reader

The morning after Asta’s confession, everything felt different—warmer, softer, almost dreamlike. You had barely slept, too giddy from replaying last night’s moment over and over.

Asta likes me.

The thought alone was enough to make you smile as you stretched and got ready for the day. But a new problem quickly emerged—how were you supposed to act around him now?

Would things change? Would it be awkward?

You didn’t get much time to think about it because, the moment you stepped into the dining hall, all eyes were on you.

“Goooood morning, lovebirds~!” Finral’s voice rang out, a teasing grin on his face.

You blinked. “Huh?”

Magna leaned forward with a knowing smirk. “Come on, [Y/N], don’t play dumb. Asta’s been all smiley since last night. What happened?”

Your stomach flipped. Did Asta tell them?!

Before you could answer, Luck suddenly grabbed your hands, eyes sparkling with excitement. “Did you two kiss? Did you? Did you?!”

Your face turned red. “W-WHAT?! No! It was just—”

“Just?” Finral wiggled his eyebrows. “So something did happen!”

“Oi, leave [Y/N] alone!”

A familiar voice interrupted the teasing, and you turned to see Asta marching over, his face equally red. “You guys are embarrassing her!”

Charmy, who had been stuffing her face with food, finally looked up and hummed. “You’re both blushing.”

The entire room fell silent for a second before Vanessa smirked. “Ohhh, this is gonna be fun.”

Asta, the Overprotective Boyfriend?

The teasing from the Black Bulls didn’t stop all day. Every time Asta and you were in the same room, someone had to say something.

“[Y/N], you sure you don’t need Asta to hold your hand while training?”

“Asta, be careful! If [Y/N] gets hurt, you might start crying~.”

It was relentless, but oddly enough, it made you happy.

Asta, however, was not amused.

“I swear, if they don’t stop—” he muttered under his breath, crossing his arms as you both sat outside the base later that evening.

You laughed, nudging him. “Come on, they’re just having fun.”

“Yeah, at our expense,” he grumbled. “I don’t want them making you uncomfortable.”

You tilted your head, smiling. “You’re sweet, Asta.”

His face immediately turned red. “I-I wasn’t trying to be!”

You giggled, resting your head against his shoulder. His body tensed for a second before slowly relaxing.

“You know…” you started, your voice soft, “I don’t mind it. Because I really like you too.”

Asta froze. “W-WHAT?”

You lifted your head, smiling up at him. “I like you, Asta. I thought it was obvious.”

His mouth opened, then closed, then opened again. He looked completely lost for words.

Finally, after what felt like forever, he blurted, “CAN I HUG YOU?”

You blinked in surprise before laughing. “Of course, you dork.”

Without wasting a second, Asta wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. His warmth surrounded you, his heart racing just as fast as yours.

“I like you so much, [Y/N],” he whispered against your hair.

You smiled, tightening your hold on him. “I know, Asta.”

And in that moment, nothing else mattered.