Big Titty Goth GF [Cassandra x Reader]

Chapter 6. Playdate

Ok back tf off Pico, she's ours.

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"Hey it's getting late, wanna just stay at my place?", she asked, turning to me. Her messy (h/c) hair flowing in the wind. "Sur- WAIT WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?", I yelled. She jumped and started to laugh, a tear forming in her eye. "You don't recognize me? I'm your partner for science", then it hit me. It was her. The girl who kept getting on my nerves. The girl who I pushed into lockers. The girl who snapped at me. (Y/n). I sighed, deciding I was gonna be nice, just this once. Never again. "I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just stressed and had a lot on my mind", I breathed out, scratching my neck. "It's no problem bug, let's head back to my house", she grabbed my hand and dragged me back to the parked motorcycle.

I climbed over the top, my legs resting on the deep wine-colored surface "Don't call me bug ever again. Bitch", I growled out, wrapping my arms around her again. "You have no right to say that with what you're doing right now Cass", she spoke, kicking up the stand. "I- I DID THAT WITHOUT THINKING", I yelled out, tightening my arms. She just giggled and began to drive.

The ride back to her place was relaxing, her breathing was steady and the night's air was warm. She just had this comforting aura. It gave me the feeling that I didn't have to keep up my tough exterior. Within one day this complete stranger broke down the wall I had spent years building, revealing the soft vulnerable interior. I hated it but this girl made me happy and at this point, I just didn't want to leave.

My thoughts were stunned to further notice as she parked the vehicle and held out a hand to help me off. Which I accepted this time, might as well accept the fact I'm losing my shell. "My room's on the top floor and is soundproof so we can have as much fun as we want up there", she smiled and walked to the door holding my hand. "What do you mean by fun?!" I asked, my face slightly flushed. "Ya know, playing music really loud, yelling at each other. The normal sleepover stuff." she smiled, opening the door for us, "What were you thinking?". "Oh, nothin-", "(Y/n) who is that?", I heard a feminine voice ask from around the corner, the corner of which I couldn't see. "Oh mom, this is my friend from school, can she stay over?", the (h/c) asked, pulling my taller figure beside her. "I'm glad you made friends sweetie, don't wake up your dad", she smiled. I noticed that she had faded highlights and sunbroken skin. "Love you mom!", (y/n) yelled, gripping my hand even harder and pulling me up a couple flights of stairs.

[ Y/n POV]

"Welcome to my abode", I smiled, letting Cassandra step up the stairs. I locked the hatch door. I set my helmet on the desk. "Nice", Cassandra breathed out, pressing her hand on her hip. "So what do you wanna do?", I asked, sitting in my gaming chair. "We could always do that project", I suggested. Cassandra shook her head and sat on the floor, crossing her legs. "Come 'ere, bring a brush with you", she crossed her arms as I listened. I walked over with a hairbrush and sat in front of her. I handed her the brush and smiled. "Turn around", she wove her finger in the air, crossing her arms. "Ok lemme take off my jacket", I slid the false leather material down my arms and threw it across the room. Leaving only my tank top to cover me. I turned and waited for her to do something. She began to brush my hair, the hard bristles taking out every knot and unkept piece.

"My sister used to do this for me when I came home from fights", Cassandra breathed out, grabbing a small amount of hair and moving it out of the way. "Your hair was a mess and I needed to do something about it", she mumbled and continued to brush through my (h/l) locks. It was really nice. The last person who brushed my hair was my mom. That was a couple years ago. I missed that kind of attention. It was always the small things I loved.

"Done", she dropped the brush on the ground and turned to look back at her. A small smile grazed her lipstick-laced lips. I began to stand up and she grabbed my hand, wanting to tug me back down. "I'll be right back", I giggled as she let go. I walked over to my record player and put on a vinyl that Quinn's dad made for me. It was full of 90's inspired music. " I play this disc so much that it might melt if it goes around again", I placed the arm down on record. Immediately the voice of the lead singer from wallows began to hum out. Wallows - Pleaser. I knew this song by heart.

I walked over to my dresser, grabbing my makeup wipes out of one of the top drawers. I slowly made my way back over to Cassandra. I climbed down to her level and climbed in her lap so that I was facing her, my legs straddling her torso. "What are you doin'", she asked as I sat down. Her face flushed, but she tried to hide it. "I figured that if we're gonna head to bed then you might wanna take your makeup off", I smiled. "Now hold still", I held her chin with my hand. Bringing the wipe up to her face I carefully began to dap away her eyeliner. I then wiped off her lipstick since that's all she wore. I looked into her eyes, only then did I realize how close we were. "OH MY I'M SO SORRY", I screamed, backing up a little bit. "Ow you're on my ankle-", Cassandra was barely able to get out before she started falling forward. "AGH", I yelled, closing my eyes.

When I opened them I was pinned to the floor, Cassandra's hands on either side of my head. Her body held a couple inches above mine. She just looked down at me, her fierce green eyes admiring my face. "Uhm, Can ya get off? I don't really wanna wear jeans anymore", I chuckled, my face flushing at the position we were in. She just silently stood up, putting her hands in her sweater's pockets. I stood on my own and walked over to my dresser, pulling out a pair of pants to change into. I turned back to her, "hey Cas", she looked up to me from her trance on the floor, "Do you wanna borrow a t-shirt? I think I have one big enough to fit you". She just silently nodded and I pulled out one of my favorite shirts. It had three skulls on it and each of them were falling apart due to the shirt's old age. "Man I love this shirt so much, my mom hates it though", I smiled, walking over and handing the shirt to the taller girl.

I stepped behind her and changed into the pants. When I turned around she was still zoned out, just looking at the shirt in her hands. "You ok there bug?", I asked, waving a hand in front of her eyes. "Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine", she nodded her head, looking at me. She then began to strip off her shirt with me still facing her. "EEP GIVE ME A WARNING NEXT TIME CAS", I pulled my hand up, covering my eyes. "Hey we're both girls so it's nothing you haven't seen before", she chuckled in a raspy tone. I peeked through my hands as she took off her pants. She wore a pair of shorts that looked like boxers underneath.

She looked at me, her tired eyes grazing over my face. "So are we both sleeping here or am I banished to the floor", She asked, motioning her thumb toward the ground. "I mean I'm fine with whatever you want. You can decide if you wanna sleep on the floor but I have no problem with you sleeping here", I spoke, falling backward on the bed. She just shrugged and walked over to sit beside me. I smiled at her as I turned off the LEDs. Wrapping the blankets high around my head, I flopped back onto my pillow, turning the opposite direction of the other girl in the bed. I felt her body mass lay down and shift to find a comfortable way to sleep.

{time skip}

Time quickly passed by as we laid there in silence. The moon was visible from the skylight and stars dotted the dark sky. I flipped over to face Cassandra. She was facing me, her face in a calm state. Her usually scrunched nose and angry eyes relaxed, softening her features. Her bright red hair perfectly framing her face. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, her long lashes enveloping her forest green eyes. "What are you starin' at..", her sleep-laced voice asked. "Just admiring the view", I chuckled, my voice raspy. She just sighed, pulling me closer to her and wrapping her large hands around my back. "W-what are you doing", I spoke, louder than intended. "Shush before I change my mind", she breathed out, tightening her grip.

I cautiously wrapped my arms loosely around her back. Her slow sleepy heartbeat lulling me into my own slumber.