🗝Sniper Mask X Reader [Smut Shots] 🗝

{: Your Crush, Makoto Yuuka :}

 [This was before he was sent to that weird world, okay? He is Makoto Yuuka in this one. Plus, I can hear him singing this 😭]

-Third Person POV-

 As you sat on your bed, fidgeting, you listened to the sound of water coming out of the shower and tried to calm your nerves.

 Makoto Yuuka, your crush, invited you to stay the night since you had gotten locked out of your house by your parents. Left in the snow. On Christmas..

~Hours Before~ 

 "Hey, Y/n. What are you doing?" He asked, walking up and watching as you struggled to unlock the door to your house.

 He eyed you with his cold, but pretty grey-blue mixed eyes as you stood shocked. He looked up at your house and waited for your answer, which you gave shortly.

 "U-Uh, hi, Makoto! I think my parents changed the locks or something on me again," You nervously laughed as you tried to hide the obvious cold you were fighting.

 You knew exactly why they changed the locks. They didn't want to see you that night, having gotten drunk and were planning on having sex for Christmas. It happened almost every year, and you eventually had grown accustomed to it, having called your grandmother more than once to spend the night.

 Makoto, noticing your trembling body, and hummed quietly. 

 "Do you want to stay the night at my house tonight?"

 "Wh-What?!" You blurted, blushing as Makoto snickered and lifted a bag of groceries.

 "I was planning on making myself dinner and was wondering if you wanted to stay for the night. Or until your parents let inside the house," Makoto smiled, making your heart skip a little in your chest.

 "What about your family?"

 "I live alone." 

 He told you he had moved out of his family's home at sixteen and got a job to support himself. 

 And let's say, he was doing a pretty good job at it.

 Makoto had a really clean, modern themed home that was decorated with Christmas ornaments and even had a mistletoe that you joked about with him for a while. The tree he had set up in his living room was really pretty and covered in pale yellow, almost white, lights with a cute angel  sitting at the top.

 Now, how you ended up in Makoto's home didn't sit right with you, as you thought he lived in a different neighborhood with his family. But after getting an explanation, you told yourself over and over again that he was being nice and that you weren't a huge inconvenience to him.

 And yet you couldn't shake the feeling off. You felt like a burden so you asked to help every chance you got.

 "Y/n, relax. You're my guest, so please just let me handle everything, okay?" Makoto soon said, stopping you from standing and getting the hot choco he had prepared for you two.

 The fire underneath his huge TV was roaring with a pretty red and orange glow surrounding the living room. You looked at Makoto's hand, resting on top of yours and holding you down to the couch. 

 It made your heartbeat go faster when he smiled and stood up to fetch the warm drinks. Taking a huge breath of air and relaxing yourself again, you sat back on the couch and waited for your drink and Makoto.

 "Hey, if you're still cold, there's a blanket somewhere in that light stand next to the couch!" Makoto called from in the kitchen. You crawled over to the stand and opened the drawers, and finding a big white, fluffy blanket.