mcyt || one shots

new years || mcyt

new years and break ups? not a good pair.

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i hogged the spoonful of ice cream into my mouth. i felt disgusting, but it didn't compare to the heartbreak i had been feeling the past week. apparently, my dick of an ex had thought it would be nice to check up on girls, that weren't me. in easier words, man cheated.

i knew i didn't deserve him, and most of my friends had been warning me about him. but who was i to agree, i was smitten with him. and being cheated on, not exactly the best feeling in the world.

it was well past 11 now, new years coming closer. i had planned on spending it with him, like they do in the movies. the ones where they kiss when the clock struck 12. but here i was, a bundle of depression, eyes red and puffy from the tears.

a knock on the door interrupted my 19th crying session. "uh, come in." i croaked.

"y/n." a voice said as the door opened. "dream, hi." i muttered. "what are you doing here?"

"i should be asking that. its new years, y/n. you shouldn't be crying in your room." he stated with a humble smile. "i know, its just." i paused, thinking over my next words. "i'm not really in a mood to celebrate." i finished with a frown.

"i know, i know." he hugged me. he was like a brother to me, always a tad bit overprotective. it was nice to know some people cared about me. "do you trust me?" he said suddenly. i looked at him confused. "sure, why?"

"because i am about to make your day a hell of a lot better." he smirked, pulling me towards the door, stumbling on the way.

"i didn't say yes, but sure i guess."

i got in his car, him smiling giddily. "i look like a mess. couldn't you have at least given me time to dress?" i looked into a mirror, wiping the mascara running down my face. "don't worry, the people we're meeting won't care."

he drove fast. a little too fast actually. "it's okay just crash the car i don't mind." i teased, a hint of worry in my voice. "it's how i drive, y/n. fast and furious." he chuckles at his own joke. i held onto my seatbelt tightly, slightly jumping at every bump we encountered. "lord, take the wheel."

after a few minutes of silent cuss words and shouts, both of horror and excitement, we finally reach our desired destination. if it weren't for the fairly lights and music played, you'd assume it was just an abandoned field. "is this a party?" i asked, glancing around the area.

"no, it's a ritual." dream deadpanned. i turned to him, eyes wide in surprise. "yes, it's a party, dumbass." walking to a secluded area in a corner, soft conversation and loud chuckles were heard. a few familiar faces ran towards us, donning large smiles.

"y/n!" niki said, approaching me with her arms wide. "dear, your eyes are red. is it because of that bitch jared?" she cupped my face in her hands, looking dead into my eyes. "niki, get off." wilbur shoved her aside, hugging me next. "hello niki and wilbur." i said, my smile not quite reaching my eyes.

i walked closer to the group of people, niki and wilbur by my side. "y/n!" they cheered. i chuckled lightly in response. "hi guys, sorry if im interrupting anything."

"woman, this party is for you." tommy said, stating the obvious. "what?"

"we knew you've been feeling sad lately, so we thought of something to cheer you up!" tubbo said cheerfully, holding a glass of apple juice.

"why would you ever want to spend new years alone?" george came up next to me, nudging me in the shoulders. "all this, for me?" i gestured towards the group of people, eyes glistening with tears.

"wait, no don't cry." quackity muttered quickly, rushing to my side. "no, no. these are happy tears, big q." i told him, smiling. "oh, okay good." he patted my head. "thank you." i told the group, a soft laugh came after. words couldn't express how much i loved them all.

"let's get the party started!" karl's voice boomed through a microphone. "when did we get a mic?" sapnap asked curiously. "you brought the microphone man."

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"want some wine?" wilbur came to me, voice loud in my ear. "wilbur, i can't drink. and lower your voice man." i ushered him to a seat. "there's a first for everything." george approached us in a drunken state. "oh god, another one." i glanced around the room, hoping to get someone's help.

"hey, tommy!" i shouted just loud enough for him to hear me. "there's drunk men around me, send help." he squinted towards us. wilbur had started singing, and george was trying to sing along, the lyrics all jumbled. tommy let out a laugh. "sucks to be you, woman!" he said, taking a sip from his juice. i rolled my eyes, an idea popped in my head.

"hey george." i nudged him lightly. "yes maam?" he turned to me, putting a pause on his awful singing. "look, it's dream." i said, pointing towards the man. "ooh." he smiled, walking off. "wilbur." i turned to the other man. he hummed in response. "look, niki." i pointed to her. "niki!" he ran off. laughing, i stood up, heading to the karaoke bar.

"karaoke!"

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"hopped on the plane at lax, with a dream and my cardigan," i started. dream shot up from his seat, running to the mic.

"welcome to the land of fame and sex," he sang, giggling. "pretty, sure those aren't the lyrics dream." i told him, but was interrupted by everyone shouting 'woah!'

"am i gonna fit in?" he continued.

"jumped in the cab, here i am for the first time." quackity teared the mic away from him. "look to my right and i see the hollywood sign." he passed it to the person on his right, chuckling.

"this is all so crazy, everybody seems so famous!" karl's expressions were on point, making us burst into laughter.

"my tummy's turning and i'm feeling kind of homesick." wilbur interrupted, shot glass in the air.

"too much pressure and i'm nervous," niki continued, playing with her hair.

"that's when the taxi man turned on the radio!" sapnap tried hitting notes that weren't even supposed to be there.

"and a jay-z song was on," george emphasised on the 'jay-z'.

"and a jay-z song was on," tommy shouted, arm in the air.

"and a jay-z song was on!" tubbo finished off, imitating tommy's action.

"so i put my hands up, they're playing my song.." the music continued as we laughed, tummy's hurting and tears threatening to fall.

i smiled, everyone surrounding me with funny expressions plastered on their faces.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"HAPPY NEW YEARS!" everyone shouted, laughs and giggles coming from everyone. i looked at everyone, my smile as big as it could get.

this was where i realised. i was finally at home. these people were my home, and always will be.

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a/n : happy new years everyone! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ 2020 is finally over. start making plans, be productive. make 2021 your year ! stay safe and take care loves !!