𝐦𝐜𝐲𝐭 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 , 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌

𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆
𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓: 𝗇𝗈𝗉𝖾
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗎𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾, 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗁𝗈𝖻𝗂𝖺
so the reader is Indian in this oneshot. I see a lot of oneshots of the reader being German, Dutch, Spanish etc, so I thought it would be cool to add my own little twist :)

While scrolling through Pinterest of my laptop, I heard the bedroom door open. I tilted my head up and saw a sleepy clay walking side. He was rubbing his eyes and looked very tired. I closed my laptop and placed it on the bedside table. He walked over and collapsed on top of me. I groaned not expecting him to just plonk himself onto me. He adjusted him self so that his face was on my stomach, while his hands wrapped around my waist

Y/n: how was jackbox?
Clay: was fun
Y/n: you tried huh?
Clay: no I'm beaming with energy!
Y/n: go to sleep
Clay: but I wanna stay up with you, we haven't spent time together today
Y/n: tomorrow, sleep first
Clay: but-
Y/n: goodnight clay
Clay: *sigh* goodnight

Third person POV

While clay started to drift off to sleep, y/n was running her fingers through his hair. She soon got a phone call, so she answered

Y/n: oh hello?
Mum: hello beta
Y/n: oh hey mum
Mum: aapako aur aapake boyfriend ke shaadee ke risepshan mein invitation hai (you and your boyfriend are invited to the wedding reception)
Y/n: kya?! Mummy.. (what?!)
Mum: beta mujhe lagata hai ki parivaar ke lie usase milana ek achchha vichaar hai (y/n I think it's a good idea for the family to meet him)
Y/n: mummy aap jaanate hain ki aantee judgemental sab log hai (mum you know how judgemental everyone is)

Clay smiled a little, still not being asleep. He loved it when y/n spoke in another language, he falls in love with her all over again. Even though he had no idea what she was saying, it was still nice

Mum: y/n c'mon beta, just stay away from all the judgmental aunties than yaar
Y/n: *sigh* hum divya se baat karane ja raha hoon (I'm going to talk to divya)
Mum: achchha (okay)

Y/n ended the call with her mother and pressed call on her sisters contact name

Divya: hey jiji!
Y/n: div the hell did you do?
Divya: what?
Y/n: aapane ham donon ko kyon invite kiya? (Why did you invite the both of us)
Divya: because n/n, he is a nice boy and he will get along with our cousins! Just keep him away from all the judgemental aunties. There is only a few of them coming anyways
Y/n: baap re baap (oh my god)
Divya: why are you talking in Hindi jiji?
Y/n: kyonki mere bagal mein so raha hai (because he is sleeping next to me)
Divya: okay so please come thoughhhh, I haven't seen you in so long
Y/n: dumbass I came to all of the seven preparations
Divya: please jiji
Y/n: *sigh* fine okay
Divya: thank you! I love you y/n
Y/n: love you too, bye
Divya: byee see you soon