dirty crime boy; quackity x reader ✔️

e l e v e n

(the image above is my visual of y/n's room, however you can change it in any way!)

alex/quackity's pov

   i haven't talked to y/u/n in years. i wonder what they're up to? i opened up discord, and decided to shoot them a message.

Quackity
hey
whatcha doin?

that was all i could say. i'm surprised i still had discord, i'm already 20 now. i sat there in my chair, hoping for a response to pop up on my computer.

but, nothing happened. they probably deleted discord. oh well, we were just online childhood friends. i walked away from my computer, and into the kitchen.

your pov

you feel a warm presence around you, like you're being hugged. you open your eyes, blinking them to clear you vision.

you try getting up, but something's stopping you. looking behind you, you notice karl asleep, holding you close. this felt...familiar. as if it happened before.

you take a while to observe his features. despite his loud snoring, he was actually pretty cute. the way his brown hair swooped over his face, his pretty pink lips. without realizing it, you face started heating up.

you had to admit, he was stunning. even though you were friends for six years, you never really noticed how handsome he was. you needed to snap out of it.

"wake up." you say, tapping repetitively on his shoulder.

"five more minutes." he groans.

"fine, but could you at least get off me?" you ask him.

then he realizes the position both of you were in. his eyes go wide, and he immediately moves away and to the side.

"thank you." you say, getting up.

"sorry," he chuckled, "i tend to do that in my sleep."

"what, you cuddle your best friends in your sleep?" you giggled.

"well, kinda. happens a lot whenever i'm sleeping over with chris and chandler." he explains, smiling.

"whatever. i'm gonna get waffles. want any?" you asked.

"sure, i'll take two." he answers, laying back down on your bed.

you walk out from your bedroom, and into the kitchen. you grab a few frozen waffles from the freezer, and toast them. finally, you drench your waffles with syrup and whatever toppings you like, and just decided to give karl the syrup bottle.

you walk back into your room, and see karl sleeping, holding onto one of your pillows. you chuckle softly, and decided to scare him awake.

   you put down the plates on your desk, and sneak up on karl. you hold in your laugh as you get ready to scare him.

   "boo!" you yelled, placing both hands on karl.

   "ah!" he yelled. you could tell he was sleepy due to his voice, but afraid.

   you laughed, "get up, the waffles are done."

he gets up, rubbing his eyes. he takes his waffles, and sits at your desk. you just decide to stand.

"so, what's the plan today?" i ask him.

"well, since you're pretty much already done with school, wanna hang out at the office?" he suggests.

"yeah, sure." you agree.

you check your phone for any new notifications. a few likes on instagram, a few retweets, blah blah blah.