Old fools (Stanford pines x Reader)

Chapter 10

FORD'S P.O.V.

I woke up, feeling sort of stiff. I groan and crack my neck.

I hear shifting right next to me and I stop moving. Right! I slept at Y/N's cabin! and apparently I slept with them too!!

My cheeks flood with red as I realise the situation I'm in. It's not necessarily awful.. but I could've lived without it.

Staring at them, I start noticing their features. 'They're really pretty when they sleep..'

I blink, confusion written on my face.

'why would I think that?! Nobody looks good when they sleep!! Although Y/N does pass that stereotype by– No!!'

Having an emotional turmoil within myself, I fail to notice Y/N is awake and staring at me.

"Ford? You alright?" They click their fingers in my face and I snap back to reality. I look at them and clear my throat.

"U-Uhh yes! I'm quite fine! Thank you for asking" I smile nervously. "May you tell me the time?"

They grab my arm and pull my sleeve back, looking at my watch. I can't help the blush spreading across my face.

"Well it's definitely 10:00 am, guess we woke up on cue" They get up and I hold back the urge to pull them back to me.

I get up as well, stretching. My back is killing me. Looks like Y/N is having the same pains. Should I..?–

They yawn loudly "fuuuck.. remind me to never sleep like that" they say groggily and chuckle.

I muster up the courage and say "w-well, I didn't find it unpleasant, quite the opposite actually" they look at me wide eyed and smirk.

"If you wanna sleep with me, all you have to do is ask Dweeb" they teased and went to their room. 'oh I wish'

They ask loudly "wanna go for breakfast?? I'm starvin!" I chuckle and put my boots on.

I decided to tease them a bit "so we spend a day together, sleep together, wake up together and now you're asking me to go for breakfast together? Y/N, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you're asking me out on a date!" On cue they come out of their room, wearing a black dress shirt and (f/c) Jeans.

There's no reasonable explanation about why I find that mildly attractive.

They put their hands on their hips and grin. "What if I am hm?" I stare at them blankly, not knowing how to respond. Which sends them in a fit of laughter.

"I'm pullin your leg dweeb, there's no way I'd ever ask you out on a date!" They grabbed their necessities and put them in their pockets.

'Why did that sentence hurt?'

I shook my head and opened the door, letting them pass through first. They hummed and placed a gentle hand on my jaw. "What a gentleman" they gave me a pat and pulled their hand away, walking out.

I followed them, walking side by side towards the diner. My face was burning. Why have I all of a sudden become nervous around them?! It doesn't make sense.

Unless I.. no, not possible.

A wince made by them catches my attention, they're rubbing their back and groaning.

"Fuuuck I'm gonna feel that for a week, curse this old body!" They exclaim, frustrated.

I rub my neck and say "I could.. give you a massage if you'd like? I-I'm not very good but–" they cut me off "if you do that for me, I'll give you a kiss on the cheek" they laughed to themselves, clearly seeing it as a joke.