Self-Conscious Phighting x GN!Reader.
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You've always loved Phighting, from the playstyle and the characters. Even through a screen, you loved them..
and they love you too.
" 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰...
Boombox slammed the door of the apartment open, me closing it behind him. We both were tired asf. "I'm gonna order some takeout, shower, and head to bed." He said, yawning. I only gave him a small nod and hum in response before walking off into my room, I dropped the parasol near my bed.
I took out another pair of pajamas. I have to shower. I went to the bathroom and sighed, I look like a fucking mess. I closed the door and put my clothes on the counter. I turn on the shower and went back to the mirror.
I took my shirt/corset/etc.. off and my eyes widened. My hand went over to the scar Scythe did, it already being healed, not only that.
It had the color of original skin tone.
I softly bit my lip before looking away, I don't want to look at in anymore.
After the shower I quickly put on my pajamas, avoiding my reflection in the mirror as I quickly walked out the bathroom and into my bedroom. Boombox looked at me worriedly as he held 3 boxes of pizza.
♡ THIRD POV. ♡
Boombox looked at the demon walk into their room, either mad or devastated by the phight. He felt pretty bad and annoyed he wasn't on the same team as them. He set the pizza boxes down on the kitchen counter, making his way to Y/N's room.
He softly knocked on the door, slowly opening It when he got a response. He looked at them as they sat there, looking at their hands.
Their face was very disturbed, their eyebrows furrowed, shaky eyes. He went up to them and sat next to them, he softly put his hand on their back, making them look up at him. "I know how it feels, your first phight was tuff eh?.." He softly chuckled. They only looked at him before crying.
Boombox panicked for a while, until Y/N hugged him tightly, loud sobs emitting from them.
"I just want my mama!" They cried out, choking out loud sobs, tightly gripping on his shirt. He felt his eyes water a bit as he softly rubbed their back, letting them cry into his chest. "I don't wanna be here! I don't wanna do these phights! I'm not built for this.. I'm not normal.." They sniffled, tightly shutting their eyes.
"I'm not.. normal.." They mumbled once again, only sniffles coming from them as their breathing slowed down.
Boombox lifted their face up, their eyes were closed and puffy, the tears and snot drying up. He felt so bad, regretting the way he thought of them staying here.. It was his fault he even considered them being a phighter.
They really don't belong here.
He gently laid them down on their bed, lifting the covers over them. "I'm sorry cutie.." He whispered, gently kissing their forehead before leaving Y/N's room, only looking at them for a second before leaving.
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I turned around and saw my 'real' friends, running towards a fancy door. The doors opened showing a bright light and.. surprisingly a demon, one horn, one wing.
But why.. this is my original home, humans.. I'm dreaming of my original home.
Why are you here..
The demon turned around and walked back in the bright doors, as my friends ran in right behind it, giggling. My closest friend stopped and turned around to me.
I was following behind, but slowly, then I stopped. They looked at me confusingly, looking at me as I looked behind me.. it was my house, I saw my cat/dog sit on the porch watching me and my friend.
"Y/N.. are you coming?" They asked.
I swallowed before i turned towards them, breathing nervously.
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I opened my eyes, the soft moonlight glistening through the window. I slowly sat up and softly breathed, my hands tightly gripping my bedsheets.
Tears streamed down my face once again, my lips quivering.
"Why me.." I sniffled.
'The only way you can learn is through experience.'
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