Camie X Male Reader

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You sighed as you walked towards her. Both of you said nothing as you looked at each other.

Yn: Can I ask you something?

Camie: Yeah.

Yn: Why are you so focused on me not liking you?

Camie: Do you actually not like me?

Yn: What happened to my question?

Camie sighed and scratched her head.

Camie: You've noticed that raven haired idol of yours acting weird, right?

Yn: What did you do?

Camie: She didn't mean to, but... she accidentally told me that you like me again.

You stepped back in fear. Was she about to blackmail you? Was she about to get you to do something for her? She silently watched as the fear formed on your face.

Camie: Stop that. You're irritating me now.

Yn: Well, I'm sorry that I'm scared of a repeat of previous events.

Camie: Ln- no, Yn. Last time you approached me, even though what I did was wrong, you approached me. This time, I approached you, and unlike others, i continued approaching you. I'm not so much of a bitch that I would mock you after flirting first. Shit, I even asked for your number.

Yn: Which I gave to you and you never replied to. I worried all of that week. It reminded me of that time.

Camie: Wait... what? I'm sorry, I had forgotten.

Yn: I even texted you the same weekend, and you never added me back, so on that Wednesday when you came acting like everything was normal, I got annoyed and told you how I felt.

She looked down, biting her lip as he sighed and put his hands in his pockets.

Camie: So... i still don't get if you actually dislike me or not.

Yn: It's not important.

Camie: It is!

Yn: It's not.

Camie: Yn stop fucking around!

You gulped, noticing how angry she was getting and rubbing your head.

Yn: Well, I didn't want to be near you, because as soon as you spoke to me I couldn't stop thinking of you, you got in my head again. Though I knew that I never had a chance. I didn't want to hurt myself again.

Camie silently looked at him, the wind blowing against her face.

Yn: So... After chasing me about this for the last week, you finally know why I said I don't like you. Kendo did say that you liked being friends, so I will believe her. Maybe we could try.

Camie: Kendo?

Yn: She came to me yesterday, and she seemed worried about you.

Camie: Of course she was! Because I've genuinely been interested in you all this time!

Yn: Okay, I said we should be friends. Why are you shouting?

Camie: Because I don't want to be friends!

Yn: Damn okay...

Camie: Yn! You still haven't technically confessed. Do you think I'm voice recording or something?!

You gulped as she looked at you hysterically. She scoffed and covered her face.

Camie: You are ridiculous, I give up.

Yn: What's the point? There is no point!

Camie: There is a point because if you had asked, you would've known that I like you too! Why would Kendo go out of her way for someone who i just considered a friend?! You're so dense!

Your eyes widened as she got her breath back. She had been shouting a lot over the last week. You didn't know what to do. You just scratched your head.

Camie: I'm sorry if I give off a vibe of playing around, but I can be genuine sometimes... I'm not evil.

You nodded and put out both of your hands for her to hold. She nervously put her hands onto you and smiled. As she stood, she waited for you to make a move, yet you didn't. Something was up.

Camie: Yn?

You were frozen in fear.

Camie: Are you shy?

You gulped as she gently chucked and pulled your cheek.

Camie: I will do it then.

A cheeky smirk formed on her face as she pulled you into a kiss. A long, deep kiss. One that was reignited once it was broken. You stopped and staring into each other's eyes before once again, going for another one. This is what communication can get you.