Your PoV
"Aight have fun you two", Selever waved goodbye and left the room, he flirted right in front of his sister with no shame at all.
I awkwardly turned to Ras, who seemed unbothered at the inappropriate flirting, she acted like it's a normal occurrence, which it probably is.
"So, uh Ras was it?", I started a conversation to get rid of the awkward air."My name is Rasazy, but you can call me Ras if you want", She introduced herself as she took her previous seat and picked up her book again.
"Oh I'll just call you Ras, it's a cute nickname", I complimented her name and gave her a warm smile.
"Thanks", She gave me a small smile in return and flipped through her pages.
"You can use my bathroom to change", She pointed to her bathroom door which I scurried to after mumbling a small 'thank you'.
I took a good look at the undergarments that I'm holding and wore them. It surprisingly fits.
It's a black panty with a matching black sports bra.
I sighed in satisfaction after wearing them. Now I feel secure and I can get carefree with my movements.
I exited the bathroom with a smile on my face, clearly looking happy.
"Does it fit you well?", Ras asked as she looked up from her book.
"It does, thank you", I thanked her, feeling grateful that she's nice enough to hand me an item of private clothing.
"My mom actually got that for me, tho she didn't get me the correct size so I never really used it", She explained in a mellow voice.
"And that skirt you're wearing", She gleefully smiled at me.
"That skirt doesn't fit me too so I stashed it in my brother's closet", She snickered a bit, It also made me laugh a bit, they really are siblings.
"Well, what about you? Why did you come here looking for underwear?", She inquired as she shut her book and placed it down beside her.
I lightly chuckled at her question as I sat down on her bed, which happened to be across her seat.
"Well, I didn't initially come here looking for underwear. It started when I saw your brother in an alleyway.", I started to tell her, leaving out the part where I accidentally killed a guy.
"He stole from a nearby bank, which is hella reckless and then he just grabbed me along and flew us here", I briefly explained what happened, also leaving out the part where the cops were chasing and shooting at us.
She just nodded along at my story.
"I thought you killed a man?", She suddenly asked the question like it's totally normal. What's up with them being normal with killings?
"Y-Yeah I did, but it was an accident! I never knew I could kill someone with a flip-flop", I quickly defended myself before she gets any more bad impressions from me.
"What did you do with the flip-flop?", She interrogated another question. She's like a fricking detective what the heck.
"Well, I-I never knew I could beat someone to death with a flip flop", I explained nervously. She saw my sweating figure and lightly smiled.
"Don't be so tense, my dad is a criminal too", She stated reassuringly, although it didn't really settle well with me.
But I guess that explains why they're so normal about it. Now I know where Selever got the criminal attitude from.
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fuck you • selever [discontinued]
Fanfiction"Fuck you, bitch" "Yeah I'd fuck me too" Fem!reader x Selever expect to see alot of cussing and sexual innuendos (no lemons tho)