You're 18, it's your senior year. I'm not writing porn about literal children.
"Y/n L/n. Are you listening to me?" Mrs. Packerton sighed. I blinked a few times and snapped back to Earth upon hearing my name.
"Uhh, not really. Sorry," I chuckled nervously. I saw my friend Todd quietly face-palming in the corner. He's done with me. Well, he was done with my circus before my clown self started any monkey business.
"Maybe it will help if you get some assistance studying," she snapped. "Todd, you're going to be tutoring Y/n. Figure out a schedule."
"Yes, ma'am," he nodded dutifully.
"Thank you. Anyway, the Pythagorean Theorem..."
I wonder why math was banned in ancient Greece. Heh, just kidding. I know why. It's boring. I want out of here. I wonder how much trouble I would get in if I just up and left right now...? Nope, no. We're not testing it. Stop.
My mental argument was rudely interrupted by the bell. Whatever. I got my ass off the school property before anyone else, just like usual. Only this time I was being called the moment I stepped off of school property.
"Y/n," Todd panted as he caught up to me. A single strand of his curly red hair stood up in the breeze, so I reached up and brushed it back into place. "W-what are you doing?"
"Just getting your hair outta your eyes, dude," I assured him.
Aw, he's blushing. Cute.
"I... Have a confession to make," he says, pushing up his glasses and avoiding my gaze like his life depends on it. Todd? Having secrets? It's gonna be some science pun or something.
"What's up?" I ask resuming our walk home. I'll play along.
"N-nevermind," he stutters after a pause of tense silence. Okay, I guess.
"Are you actually gonna make me study and stuff?" I sigh, taking my hand out of my pocket to link my arm with his.
"Of course," he frowns. His ears go from bright pink back to normal. I let out a groan. "We're starting today, just because of that."
"Todd. Bestie. King. Girl queen. Carrot of my eye. I thought we were friends. What happened?" I huff dramatically.
"It's apple of my eye," he grumbled.
"But your hair is orange. Like a carrot, heh."
"Hm. Well, I reccomend eating something small and possibly taking a nap before you come over. It'll assist with your focus," the veggie man frowned at me. All indications of sympathy had been wiped clean from his system.
I groaned loudly and spun around. But he followed me.
"Dude," I stated.
"I'm making sure you don't scroll on TikTok the whole time," he declared.
I pouted. "Fine."
"Cutie," he muttered under his breath. I pretended not to hear, but the blood in the tips of my ears didn't. "Ahem. So. What do you plan to do to relax and recharge, Y/N?"
"Take a bath. Is that okay with you, boss?" I taunted.
"Only if you leave your phone outside of the bathroom."
"Deal. But you're letting me use my speaker for music.," I warned him.
"Alright." A small smile spread across his face.
We scurried over to my house, and Todd the angel ran a bath for me while I selected some comfy clothes. I gave Todd a quick hug before setting up my bluetooth speaker, handing over my phone, and nudging him out of the bathroom.
After my bath, I heard a knock on the door.
"Y/n? I... Can I use the bathroom?"
"Um... Sure."
He's sweet. He won't try anything.
Todd entered and avoided the bathtub with his eyes entirely. That's my boy. I couldn't help flicking some suds on him, though. I mean, his back was turned to me! I couldn't control myself! Todd glared at my eyes and eyes only.
"Stop."
"Make me."
Todd shook his head and quickly washed his hands before undressing.
Woah.
"T-Todd, what are you-"
"Making you."
I paused before smirking. "Alright."
Use your imagination. Pervs. Anyway, sorry it's short. I'm not given much time to write in the hospital.
Word Count: 644
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Sally Face x Reader [Oneshots]
FanficAs requested~ all shots will be gender neutral, unless stated otherwise. Tons of fluff, perhaps some mild angst, most likely very little to no smut (we shall see). Please leave requests!! Just so y'all know, I don't do character x specific person/ot...