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🩹Cuddles: Knife x Reader 🩹

(Author's Note: I made this since I have some troubles sleeping, and when I think of Knife, I end up getting very sleepy. This is just a little way of me coping, that's all :). Enjoy)

Y/N's POV:

I hate school.

I hate it so much.

The teachers put too much pressure on me.

Giving so much homework.

And let's not forget that my parents have big expectations from me.

I sometimes wish that school never existed.

But today, it was AWFUL.

My teacher ended up yelling at me for doodling when I was supposed to be writing down notes, and the class started mocking me for what I did. I wanted to stand up against them, but each time I'm always on the verge of tears. I felt so happy when school ended, I ran outside finally out that prison. However, I heard the students whispering. "Look, it's that crybaby." One spoke. "Hahaha, it's the whiney brat!" Another exclaimed. Pretty soon, all I could hear was laughing as I covered my ears, wanting to be alone. The voices grew louder as I started to get dizzy, I... can't... handle it... anymore. Soon enough, it all faded to black.

...

I feel warm, I feel fuzzy.

It almost feels like I'm on a cloud.

The voices vanished too, good riddance.

I opened my eyes to try to vision up what's happening, I was laying down on a bed, but not my bed. I examined the room for a moment, but then it hit me, I was in KNIFE'S ROOM. I had a crush on him when he first came to the school, but I was too shy to confess, but now I don't have a choice, since I was laying ON HIS BED. I heard the door open, and I immediately took cover, pretending to still be passed out. I heard the door open and a creak on the bed. 

"I know you're awake, Y/N." the voice said. But then I realized it was Knife talking to me, and he knew my NAME. I wanted to vent to him about everything that happened, so I took a deep breath and lifted my eyes open, I was then greeted to him sitting next to me. I was on the urge of crying right now, sniffling a little. Just then, the knife put a hand on my shoulder, "Hey, it's okay, you can cry in front of me, okay?" He reassured me. After hearing those words, I couldn't hold it in anymore, without hesitation, I fell into his arms, finally letting it all out. I sobbed uncontrollably, it almost felt like a can't control myself anymore, I then buried my face into his chest. He stood there, holding me in his arms, rubbing my back in slow circles. I could hear his voice; it was soft and gentle, he shushed me. "Shh... you're okay, you're okay..." I whimpered as I soaked in the comfort from my crush. 

After a while, I stopped crying, letting go of the embrace, oh boy, all that crying made me sleepy. "You okay now?" Knife asked, wiping my tears off my face, I just nodded, as much as I want to confess, I should wait until it's a good time. "I'm tired" I say, my throat is dry from all that crying. Knife then pulled me towards him, as he wrapped a thick and warm blanket around me, he then laid my head on his chest. I felt warm and secure, it was super comforting. He was cuddling me and felt so good. I then yawned, nuzzling him as he started to stroke my head. 'The confession can wait; this is more satisfying' I thought. As I drifted off into my fantasy world, I then heard a whisper.

"I love you, Y/N."

...

I guess I don't need to confess anymore. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Night Ya'll :)