dirty crime boy; quackity x reader ✔️

t h r e e

   it had already been two years since karl had left. you haven't been thinking about it much, but it still pops up in your mind every once in a while.

   you were at alex's house, preparing for a sleepover. it was 6 in the afternoon, and you were heading back to the living room to get something for him since he was in the bathroom.

   on your way back, you accidentally overhear a very interesting conversation.

   "...so you have to get out of here before they find you." alex's dad says.

   "but..what about alex and y/n? they won't understand!" you hear your mother reply.

   "it's for the best." alex's dad says.

   before you could get caught listening, you quickly make your way to alex's room to give him his pencil, along with some paper.

   "thanks, y/n." he says as he takes the paper and sits down at his desk.

   he was writing something. it looked like a poem. you decide to take a look.

   "whatcha writing, lexi?" you ask.

   "i told you, stop calling me lexi!" he says.

   "okay, fine! but seriously, what are you writing?" you repeat your question.

   "you'll see..." he answers, mystery in his tone.

   "hm, whatever." you shrug it off.

   you sat back down on the chair, turning to alex's tv. spongebob was on, and you watched whilst alex kept writing.

-

time flew faster than a tornado through a trailer park. it was already 9 pm, and you two were still awake.

beside alex's bed, there was an air mattress that you were going to sleep on. you two take your spots and begin to overcome your boredom.

the both of you were talking about random topics while eating some sliced apples you couldn't finish after dinner.

"alex, do you remember karl?" you ask him.

the boy rolled his eyes, "ugh, y/n, i don't want to remember him!"

"why not? you two were so close before he left!" you say.

"don't you remember? he accused my dad of fighting his dad." he recalled.

"oh right." you replied.

"hey, it's getting late, we should go to sleep." alex suggests.

"yeah, i'm actually pretty sleepy right now." you agree.

"okay. goodnight, sugarcube." he says.

"want me to call you lexi again?" you jokingly threaten, feeling a slight blush on your cheeks.

"no!" he bickered.

"then don't call me sugarcube." you tell him, lying down.

"okay, fine...y/n/n." he came up with a nickname for you on the spot, and it was pretty cute.

"that's better." you turn to your left side.

you smiled at both the nicknames he gave you, but obviously you didn't want to show him. giving thought about what the nickname "sugarcube" meant, you dozed off while in the process.

-

it was the next morning. you feel a warm, comforting presence around you, almost as if it were a big hug from behind you. you blink multiple times, getting rid of the blur in your eyes.

once your vision is clearer than the author's skin will ever be [ :( ], you turn around to check if its just the blanket covering you.

but it's not.

the welcoming figure turned out to be alex. he was holding you in his arms, cuddling you as if you were a teddy bear.

you froze. even if he were your best friend of 5 years, it was still kinda shocking. blood rushed to your cheeks as you were trying to process why and how he was with you, holding you close.

then, as much as you were enjoying this, you decide to wake alex up to get him off you, and explain why he was just cuddling you.

"hey. alex. get up!" you whisper-yell, lightly tapping his shoulder.

   he was starting to wake up from your repetitive tapping. he groans, stretching his arm out. the boy's eyes flutter open, soon realizing that he was laying down behind you. his other arm was on your left.

   you quickly shift positions so that you two were no longer cuddling.

   "dude, what was that?!" you ask.

   "sorry, sorry! i guess i fell off my bed in the middle of the night." he apologizes.

"you scared me there, alex." you say.

"yeah, probably." he replies, cracking his neck and stretching his arms again.

"well, i'm gonna get some breakfast. you coming?" you ask alex as he rubs his eyes.

"yeah, sure." he answered.

a/n:
ok so heres a filler chapter before the first dramatic chapter in the story
sorry for the extra long wait :(
pls enjoy this and the rest of your day!
stay safe <3