On the Other Line (phone guy x reader)

Goodnight, Beautiful

There were some scars on Scott's face, although most of them looked faded, and were a light brown. He had jet black hair, and gorgeous grey eyes. He had a sharp jawline, and his hair was just the perfect amount, although it was messy. I looked him up and down in awe.

"I know, I'm ugly." Scott sighed reaching for the mask. I quickly stopped him, placing my hands on his. He looked up at me in shock.

"What? Where'd you get the from?!" He was one of the most handsome men I had seen.

"The scars ruined me..." he replied with sadness.

"Scott, I promise they didn't ruin you at all. If anything, they make you look bad-ass." I giggled at the last part, which made Scott hold a quick smile on his face.

"You really think I look fine?" Scott asked with a insecure tone.

"More than fine!" I answered cheerfully. Now that I could see Scott's face, I noticed when he would blush, right now his cheeks were flushed with red.

"Honestly, you should just throw the mask out! You don't need it." I reassured him, my hands still on top of him. He broke eye contact with me, embarrassed at the compliment.

"I'll think about it...but I'm glad you're not freaked out." He chuckled back calmly.

"I can't believe you thought I would freak out. There's nothing to freak out about."

"The scars-"

"The scars don't change anything! You look just as handsome as you would without him." I had now just realized I called Scott handsome and looked away from him awkwardly. I tried to break free, from his hands but he only held onto me tighter.

"You think I'm handsome?" A smile took over his face.

"Well, um...y-yes..." I stuttered. I was embarrassed to admit it, but Scott looked the happiest I had ever seen.

"You have no idea how happy that made me,
Y/N." He gripped onto my hands tighter. I looked back at him, and he now held a permanent smile on his face, which fit him perfectly. His cheeks were bright red, but so were mine.

"Anyways, do you think we should get going?" I tried to break free from the previous embarrassing conversation. Scott looked at the time and nodded.

The two of made our way to his car, still holding onto each other's hands. I would've tried to let go, but Scott insisted. I actually thought it was really cute, how he wanted to hold hands with me all the time.

Once we got in the car, Scott sighed and held a nervous look on his face. I turned to look at him, only for him to already be staring at me. He finally let go of my hands and spoke up.

"Hey, um, Y/N?" He asked nervously.

"Yeah?"

"Would you like to sleep at my place?" I looked back at him in shock, but I was happy about the invite.

"Yes!" I almost said too excited. Scott noticed my sudden joy, and held a large grin on his face.

When the two of us got back to his place, he told me he had an extra pair of clothes. I went into the bathroom and changed into one of his hoodies and sweatpants. Both, were huge on me but fit my figure perfectly. It was extremely comfortable and I almost wished I could wear it more often.

Once I left the bathroom, Scott stared at my figure. His eyes were widened but it almost looked like he was in awe.

"It looks great on you..." he said seeming slightly embarrassed.

"Thanks, Scotty!" I chirped.

"Scotty?"

"Yeah! I wanted to give you a nickname!"

He blushed even more.

"Okay..." He gestured me to follow him, which I did. He lead me to a guest bedroom, and I happily laid down. He noticed my tired figure and chuckled. Shortly after, he walked out the door. I closed my eyes and was asleep almost immediately.

Just as I was falling asleep, I heard my door creek open. Although, I was too tired to open my eyes. I let the figure approach me. Whoever it was, had his hands playing with my hair. Before I knew it, I felt hot breath on my cheek, and then a puck. Someone had just kissed my cheek. The figure stood up from the bed and walked out again. Before I could squint my eyes and find out who it was, the figure spoke.

"Goodnight, beautiful." It was Scott.