It started with a Raid War / Quackity x Reader Fanfic

thirty-five

Back to y/n's pov

It's been a month since Alex and I got our closure. Things are pretty much back to normal. I'm putting chicken nuggets in the oven when Alex comes out in some nice clothes.

He looks good.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, uh, I have a date." He says, "Is that okay?"

A date? 

That hurts more than it should. I know we're friends now, but that doesn't mean I want him going out and meeting new people.

Oh shut up, y/n. He doesn't belong to you so put on a smile and be supportive.

"Yeah of course! Why wouldn't it be okay? That is just peachy. Peachily perfect to me. Where are you going?"

"That new restaurant on third street." He answers, searching for something on the counter.

"Wow, very fancy," I nod my head. Act like everything is fine. Act like it's perfectly normal for him to go on dates. "Whatcha looking for?"

"My wallet." He picks it up from under a piece of mail. "Got it. I think I'm going to head out now. I might be home late, so I guess this is goodnight."

"Okay, goodnight. You have fun tonight, but not too much fun, okay?" He goes to shut the door. "I'll be here with my chicken nuggets!" I call out.

I really hope he didn't hear that.

"I thought you were over Alex?" Dream asks after I recite the entire situation that happened earlier tonight.

"I am! I'm taking time to focus on myself and my friendships, but it's so hard when he looks like that!"

"Gross y/n! That's my friend you're talking about."

"What? You jealous? You're just upset that I can't say that about you since you're faceless!"

"I am not."

"Mhm, sure."

Dream and I joke about these things a lot. He always says that one day I'll get to see his face, but not today.

I'm still talking to Dream when Alex comes home. My door is open, so I can see him as he walks back to his room.

"Have fun?" I ask Alex.

"Yeah, she was amazing." he breathes out.

Well ouch.

Just play it like normal, y/n. You guys are just friends.

"That's good! Go on a couple more dates and maybe you'll get lucky."

"Shut up, y/n." He rolls his eyes. "Goodnight!"

"Night!" I call out as he shuts my door.

"I'd definitely say you're doing good on the whole 'acting like a friend' thing." Dream states.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"You basically told him that he'll get laid if he's lucky."

I face palm. "Oh gosh, I definitely told him that."

word count: 412

authors note:

i had to guys im sorry haha

but the story will be done by the end of the week :(

have a great day! see you tomorrow!