Projection (Male reader x Female OC)

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I then chuckle while I glance down at her. "You used to be the tall one between the two of us."

"Handsome. Dashing. Full of himself. Good with girls-"

"So good you turned into one."

Growling at me. "Listen here-"

"And pretty stupid." With a loud groan, she climbs out of the driver's seat as I shake my head at her reaction. "You brought that one on yourself."

"Okay but I was thinking about all of the things I had and you are just here to make sure I stay depressed. What kind of a friend just keeps beating their friends into the ground?!"

"The best kind!?"

Watching me with a narrowed stare. "You are having way too much fun bullying me."

"Got to take my victories somehow." I chuckle as I twist my lips to the side. "It's lucky that between the two of us you can actually drive."

Digging her hands in her pockets she walks around the car towards me. "Let's just hope they don't pull us over asking why my fingerprints are the same as the one on my license but the picture is a dude."

"First world problems."

"We are both poor."

"I know it is practically soul-sucking." Then leaning against the car I gesture to the mall as I ask her, "How do you want to do this? Walk up and down with all the shit or just come back to the car to put everything away as we go?"

Watching the mall with a furrowed brow. Crossing her arms she looks at me with a worried stare. "I kind of don't want to go in there..."

"Nobody is going to look at you..."

"But what if they notice you and wonder why there is a super cute girl next to you?!"

"I don't know. Tell them you are my sister or some shit? We have known each other for years-"

"We don't look like each other!? And they are going to meet me at school and know that we lied!"

"They will understand." I counter. "Come on it isn't like I am going to toss you into the deep end and laugh at you freaking out trying to figure out what is what." I gesture with my head for us to start walking. "Doesn't mean I am not going to make fun of you."

Cursing under her breath the two of us walk to the mall. "Can we get the hardest things done first?"

"Hardest being?"

"Clothes."

I shut my eyes trying to contain my laughter, two dudes... well one dude and one used to be a dude, walking into a clothing store for women needing to buy underwear. Ahh, I can just tell how awkward this is going to be for both of us.

"Fine."

"Why are you laughing?"

"You'll understand later."

"Listen I know you saw-"

"Seen plenty," I glare at her.

"On porn?" countered with a smirk.

"You are talking out of your ass when you can barely keep your hormones under control; I just dread the day I have to struggle with you and your periods."

Then with a loud groan, she steps into me leaning her entire body against mine. "This isn't fun... why are there so many things I need to worry about, (Y/N)?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Kill me."

"Can't do that. I don't want to get a life sentence this early in my life."