MCYT x Reader and Normal One-Shots

Theater - Dream

Warnings: Language and mention of sex but subtly-

Pronouns: She/her

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You raced down the stairs, clutching the papers in your hands close to your chest. You skidded to a halt at the school bulletin board. You smiled as you saw there was no other fliers and you grabbed your pins. You pinned up your fliers all over the board and giggled. You had won. The school's official rule was, no one that wasn't in your club could touch your fliers unless they wanted consequences.

There was another rule as well. Whoever got to the bulletin board when it first was put up, could put fliers up. No one could put fliers on yours, above yours or below yours. You smiled in victory as you heard the annoying voice of your best friend Clay, running down the halls. You stood tapping your foot, waiting for him.

"YOU ASSHOLE!!!" You heard him yell. He ran around the corner mad. He walked up to you angry and you smirked at him. He rolled his eyes. You saw the fliers in his hand and you felt bad. You looked over to the board and saw that there were no spaces left for other fliers. You unpinned one of your fliers and pointed to it. His eyes lit up and he quickly posted up his flier.

You smiled at him and he glared at you. "At least I opened up a spot for you~" You teased. He blushed a bit, but you didn't notice. "YOU PUT YOUR STUPID THEATER POSTERS ALL OVER THE BOARD!! NOW NO ONE CAN PUT UP THEIR CLUBS FLIERS!!" "That's the point, silly! Now more people will join theater and the club will get more members!" You smiled the award-winning smile you always did and Clay's gaze softened.

"You wanna get more members?" "Yeah.. I love theater.. It's basically the only thing in this stupid school that I like.." "What about me?~" "Oh shut up!" He smiled back at you. You both started walking to your next class. "How'd you get there first anyway? I'm literally in football." You giggled and he smiled. "I have my ways~" "Tell meeee.." "I told the teacher I had bathroom problems and I ditched the last 3 minutes of class-" "Oh my God-"

You laughed as he got mad. "yOU CHEATER!!" "Last year, you said you had to shit and you did it.. I'm just making it fair!" He rolled his eyes again and you giggled. "I'm not coming to watch your play-" "OH COME ON!!" "What even is it?" "Hamilton-" "Okay the only people who are gonna watch that are Wilbur, Tommy, and Toby and that's IT-" "Ughhhh."

You mocked him and he burst out laughing. You pouted at him and he laughed again. "You're adorable Y/n.." You looked at him and blushed. You rolled your eyes trying to hide it and it worked. "Yeah, yeah, whatever-" "I'm serious." You snorted and grabbed another one of your fliers. "ANYONE WHO WANTS TO SIGN UP FOR DRAMA CLUB, OR ANYONE WHO IS INTERESTED, COME BY THE THEATER AT 4!!!" You screamed. "WHAT THE FUCK, THAT WAS RIGHT IN MY EAR!" He yelled back. "Oopsies~" You teased and he blushed and rolled his eyes.

You both got to your next class which you both so happened to be in and sit next to each other. You two were just messing around during it. It was math after all you and you both were doing pretty well in it so you guys could afford missing a class or two on it. You kicked his shin and he kicked your ankle. You slapped his knee and he put his hand on your thigh. Your eyes widened and you whispered, "WHAT THE FUCK." to him. He just smirked a little red faced and looked out the window.

But despite not liking it, you didn't put in any effort to remove his hand. You kind of enjoyed it. It made your stomach feel weird, but in the good kind of way. When you sighed after listening to the lesson, you put your head on the desk, and listening to the teacher was scolding another student, you felt his hand move. It rubbed back and forth up and down your thigh, kind of in a comforting way. You looked up at him and he smiled down at you. You smiled back and closed your eyes.