Old fools (Stanford pines x Reader)

Chapter 13

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Also tw: suggestive language, slight alcohol consumption<3

Y/N P.O.V.

Now, fuck me if I'm wrong. But I think Ford has started.. flirting.

More specifically, flirting with me.

I don't hate it necessarily! But.. the way he flirts is.. not him? I don't know how to explain it exactly. It's totally different! He's confident and.. impulsive?

I remember this thing that happened the other day:

Flashback

It's another regular day in Gravity Falls, I'm hanging out with Ford as per usual. We're talking about his findings again.

"What kind of name is Gobblewonker?" I laughed and he shrugged, then I said "why don't you gobble this wonker?" Joking, pointing at myself with both thumbs, grinning.

He paused then he said "uh- maybe you should gobble my wonker instead" I almost choked on my coffee and he laughed.

Flashback over

What the hell?

When did he get so.. direct? He's never flirted this dirtily before. It's honestly sort of suspicious.

Gods this other time he said such an awful pick up line! It made me cringe so bad I wanted to run away:

Flasherback

We were walking through the forest on a sample hunt, I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and some shorts that were above my knees, which also made my ass look fantastic if I do say so myself.

I bent down to grab samples of a purple flower and he said "your uh- your bottom looks.. Hella fine!" His expression looked uncertain.

I looked at him, squinted my eyes and furrowed my brows. "Uh.. thanks?"

Flasherback over

It's bizarre! His flirting is the polar opposite of him! While he's reserved and respectful, the way he flirts is abrupt and sexual.

He's flirting like Stan.

So as any reasonable person would do, instead of talking to him about it; I decided to follow him home without his knowledge.

It's 9:08 pm, nighttime.

The kids have gone to their room and I'm listening to Ford and Stanley in the kitchen through an open window. Wearing full black apparel to blend in with the night. Spy-mode.

"So how's it going with Y/N, Poindexter?" Said Stanley, I could recognise his voice by the gruffness.

"I don't know Stanley, this way of flirting is unlike me. I know you told me to try it out but I don't think it's working" said Ford, his voice was smooth and clean. Gods I loved his voice.

I thought to myself 'so Ford is taking flirting advice from Stanley? Why would anyone do that to themselves?'

I peeked my head from the window, having a view of them now.

Stanley patted his brothers back. "Trust me Stanford, people like direct! Especially people like Y/N. They'll be wanting to go to town on you once you say these three words– oh and make sure you tell 'em on your little nerd date"

I stared at them, intrigued. 'what stupid shit would Stanley tell Ford now?'

Ford groaned "alright Stanley, what do I tell them?" Stanley grinned "sit on me."