FNF Smutty One-Shots

👾Kapi x FemReader✨

Quick thank you for 1k reads!!!

In case you didn't see my announcement, I just wanna let you all know updates for this book are gonna be REALLY slow from now on. I'm super busy with school atm and don't have a lot of time to write. I love you all, though, I hope this smut was worth the wait!

Thank you @-__Wintter__- for the suggestion!

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   You've always loved the arcade. From the smell of old carpets and too-buttery popcorn they sold, to the constant buzz of clashing music circulating the building, it never failed to put you at ease.

Which is why, when you found yourself a little short on money, you decided to work there part time. Maybe it wasn't the classiest or cleanest job in the world, but it kept your interest long enough for it to stick.

You were familiar with all the regulars; Carol, who could kick anyone's ass at PacMan, Skid and Pump, who loved those damned scamming claw machines, and Boyfriend and Girlfriend, who would pop in from time to time for dates.

Today was one of those days; you stood behind the snack counter watching Boyfriend and Girlfriend wander into the arcade, hand in hand. They were cute as shit, and you couldn't help but smile as they began to play some of the machines. Boyfriend was in the middle of teaching Girlfriend how to use the DDR pad when the bell above the door jingled. You turned to greet the costumer, but at the sight of who walked in, your breath hitched.

Kapi.

Fucking Kapi.

This motherfucker was a beast, in all the best ways. His skill on the DDR pad was undeniable, he was hot as fuck, and his taste in music was immaculate. You've had a crush on him for forever, but it's pretty fucking unprofessional to go up to a regular, one you saw nearly every single day, and start flirting.

   You watched as he approached his usual machine, the same machine where Boyfriend and Girlfriend were being nauseatingly cute, and narrowed his eyes.

   Shit.

But, always full of surprises, Kapi didn't shove the couple off the pad, oh no. Instead, his face spread into a wicked grin as he sauntered over to Girlfriend.

"Hey, beautiful."

Oh, fuck.

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One wicked dance battle later, you found yourself on the phone, calling to tell the boss that the electrician is going to have to stop by. You pinched the bridge of your nose as you watched a triumphant Boyfriend smack Girlfriend's ass on the way out of the doors, giddy as can be. Kapi, on the other hand, was seated on the destroyed dance pad, grumbling about how he was forced to stay to help clean up.

After you boss assured you she knew a guy who knew another guy who's cousin could fix the dance pad, you stalked over to Kapi, taking a seat next to him.

"Electrician was called, should be here in an hour. The pad should be fixed by next week. Boss says she'll take care of the costs." You glance over at him. "You're lucky you know her personally, this shit is expensive."

Kapi turned, nodding. "Sorry 'bout that, y/n."

You froze for a moment. "You know my name?"

Kapi cocked his brow, and in the still dark arcade you could barley make out a small smirk forming in his lips. "How could I not know the name of someone as beautiful as you?"

Oh, he was gonna play this game.

"You know," you whispered, glancing towards the doors. The 'open' sign was flicked off, and the place was locked from the inside. "We just closed up. And we've got an hour to kill before the electrician shows..."