Platonic!AMP House x Reader Imagines

AMP x OCD!Reader

AN: Before I start, I  just want to clarify that I'm not talking about that stereotypical OCD where everything has to be lined up just perfect. I'm talking about the obnoxious intrusive thoughts and compulsions. 

Duke: 

-He goes behind you and takes a video of you locking the door and turning the stove off so that you won't have a panic attack because you think you didn't 

         "Yo! You ready, Y/N? We have to go!" Fanum yells from the front door. "I'm coming." I say running to grab my stuff. I make it to the car before you start to second guess yourself. I put your stuff down and head back to the door, but Duke wraps an arm around my shoulders and hands me his phone. It's a video of me turning the stove off multiple times. I look up at him, but he just swipes to the next video. It's a video of me locking the door repeatedly. "Thanks, Duke." I say laying my head on his shoulder. 

Kai:

-He watches you repeat things to your lucky number. He usually stays out of your complusions, unless you're causing yourself harm.

            I walk down stairs and open the fridge. "Hey, Y/N." Kai says from the island. "Hi, Kai." I say opening the fridge four more times. "You good, Y/N?" Kai asks with a raised eyebrow. "I'm fine." I say placing a soda on the counter. "Want me to stay quiet while you count your sips?" Kai asks. I pop the tab on my soda and nod. "Yes, please." I say before taking five quick sips. Fanum walks up behind me and quickly takes my soda mid sip. "Yo, what they fuck!" I say, partially over reacting. "Chill. You shouldn't drink these. They're Duke's." he says pointing to the fallen sticky note knocked off stating his words. "I need to take one more sip. Just hand it back." I say holding my hand out. "Nuh uh. Duke would kill me if he knew I was letting you drink his sodas." Fanum says putting it back in the fridge. "Fanum, I only took four sips. I need to take another one." I say as calm as possible. "Sorry, ma. I know Duke'll be mad. He imported these from Mexico." Fanum says standing infront of the fridge. The voice in my head starts to scream "You need to take that sip or next time you'll eat you'll choke.". I take deep breaths. "Fanum, I am saying this with all love. I don't care if Duke imported them from fucking timbuckto, I need to take another sip." I say pushing him out the way. I take the soda out of the fridge and take another sip before putting it back in the fridge and opening and closing the fridge four more times. 

Fanum:

-He lets you vent to him when you get stuck on things you've done. Like, when you did something you regret (ex. not holding the door) he'll reassure you that it's not that deep

           I take a seat on Fauna's bed as he sits at his desk. "I feel so badddd!" I whine. "You didn't mean to, ma. It's okay." He says. I think back to earlier today when I accidentally knocked over a stack of important papers when Kai's assistant was over. "You should've seen the look on her face. I'm such a bad person. I didn't even try to help her pick it up. They're probably all out of order too." I cry into his pillows. "Ma, do you want me to check and ask if she's okay? That's the only solution I can think of right now." Fanum says reaching for his phone. I nod quickly. He dials the number and she picks up. "Hey, remember when Y/N knocked over your paper earlier today?" He asks. I can't really hear the other side over the conversation, but based on the mutterings I heard, she didn't even remember. "Yeah, she just told me to tell you that she's so sorry and that she would've helped you pick them up." He says. He smiles based on whatever Kai's assistant said and then hung up. "She said she was totally fine. She was going to throw those away anyway." He says joining me on his bed. I curl into his side and cover my face. "It's okay, ma." He says rubbing my shoulders.

Agent:

-The intrusive thoughts are crazy. He'll always help you work through them and reassure you that you're not a bad person, it's just your intrusive thoughts. 

           "Then I had this thought that was like 'you should push Davis down the stairs.' and I would never say that. I felt so bad. My arms started itching under my skin and my hands were shaking. I remembered what you said to do, so I took some deep breaths and when we got to the bottom of the stairs I just hugged him and we went our separate ways." I say pacing infant of his bed. "It's good that you're trying your methods. You're not a bad person for having intrusive thoughts. It takes a strong kind of person to resist them." He says smiling.

AN: The difference between intrusive thoughts and impulsive is so important. I really recommend looking it up. Anyway, let me know if you guys like this type of head cannon better.