Friday Night Funkin' -- Ruv x Fem Reader

Happy Birthday

You are rudely awoken by the loud banging of a fist, and ringing of a doorbell. Faint voices could be heard through the apartment walls. It sounded like they were yelling. 

So, as the good samaritan you are, mostly prompted by your landlord's strict rule of "no loud noises," you throw on a pair of pajama pants and swiftly make your way to the door.

As soon as the door clicked open, a short red-haired delinquent threw himself into your arms, followed by another, much taller man. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!" they said in unison. 

"Pico? Whitty? What the hell, it's 6 am!"

Whitty stood up, towering over both you and Pico, "So? You have no neighbors to get a stick up their ass about us being loud."

"Yeah, well I have a stick up my ass from being woken up by two idiots at 6 in the morning," you crossed your arms.

Pico walked over and made himself at home on your couch.

"Don't be pissy, Y/N. Today is a joyous day!" Whitty smirked, knowing his vagueness would irritate you.

You shut the door and leaned against it with your arms crossed, "What the hell are you on about?"

Whitty looked into your eyes as if he was telepathically trying to give you the answer you needed. You just shrugged, "God- Y/N, you turn 21 today!"

Pico, already having made himself comfortable by putting his feet up on the coffee table, laughed, "Maybe she isn't ready."

You looked at him and then Whitty, "What is he talking about? What did you two idiots plan?"

Whitty placed a hand on your shoulder, "Don't fuss, babe, we gotchu-"

"Call me babe again and I will pull that fuse right out of your skull."

Whitty stepped back, "Damn-" he looked at you almost disappointed, but with a little gleam in his eyes.

"Pico, what's going on. Why was I woken up at 6 am on my birthday." you crossed your arms and glared at the redhead. He met your eyes with the same degree of spite.

"Y/N... You're officially an adult. No restrictions... no laws to abide by... no nothin'..." he smirked, twirling his uzi in his hand, "Today... we fuck up this town." he laughed to himself like a villan.

Whitty sat on the arm of the couch, "Simple concept. First... party. Second... booze."

Pico smiled, "Lots o' boooozzzeeee."

You looked at the two and scoffed, "Seriously? That's why you woke me up?

Whitty shrugged, "No, we actually woke you up because we wanted to take you to the mall before all the snobby assholes got there. Place opens at 7."

You sighed, "The mall? Really?" you made it seem like you hadn't want to go, though you really did think it was quite thoughtful of them.

"What's wrong with the mall?" Pico said, sounding slightly irritated, "It's where we used to go as kids. You turn 21 and forget about your childhood or somethin'?"

"No I- sorry... the mall is fine. Thanks for putting thought into this... I'm just tired."

"No problem, we know how much you hate crowds, and thought you might want something nice to wear when we go out with the gang." Whitty smiled at you, his eyes gleamed.

"That wasn't the entire reason he wanted to go this early.." Pico looked at Whitty and smirked evilly.

"W-What are you talking about, of course that's the reason! Shut up, Pico!" Whitty punched the redhead in his arm.