I've pretty much given everyone a set character based on my own imagination for each story. But today I had the brilliant idea to write my first X reader. If you don't like your face I don't particularly Mind if you substitute it for another. I just think everyone is pretty in their way. We are all beautiful, and it's taken me a while to see that.
My little key, as so you don't get lost along the way.
(y/f/c)= your favorite color
(e/c)= eye color
(f/con)= your favorite gaming console
(f/g)= your favorite gameI walked into Game Stop and went for the (f/con) games. I've been looking for (f/g) for awhile now but it alludes me still. Scanning the shelves, I turned away releasing a disappointed sigh.
Mustering up my courage I walked over to the counter and waited patiently (or not if you're not particularly patient) for the teenage boy to finish what he was doing. When he turned around and noticed me I noticed him. He wasn't very tall and he wasn't very short. He had black hair partially hidden under a red cap. His eyes were a vibrant green and had the depth of Mariana's trench, the deepest point in the ocean.
The brief once over I'd given him was silently returned. Realizing just how weird this must be I swallowed the growing lumping my throat. "Excuse me do you have (f/g) for (f/con)?" he thought for a moment and disappeared into a back room, coming back a moment later with my requested game.
He rung it up and set it on the counter. "That would be $15.88 and a date." I was in the process of handing him $16 when I stopped and my cheeks turned red. "I can't go on a date. (f/g) calls me to the dark corners of my room." I put the 10, 5, and 1 on the counter. I watched his limber fingers as he pulled out my change and handed me my receipt.
"well if you don't want to go on a date would you like to hang out with (f/g). I'm sure it could use the company." I nodded my cheeks adapting to accept a darker shade of red.
-later that day-
The doorbell rang and I ran downstairs in my favorite T-shirt and comfy pants.
I opened the door and stepped to the side to let the GameStop boy in. He had changed from his work uniform and was now wearing a red t shirt, ripped up jeans, red converse and a red snapback hat.
"If all goes well tonight I'll leave with either your virginity or your phone number." He remarked casually as if discussing the weather while stepping through the entry way.
I closed the door and walked into the living room. "Let's stick with just the phone number. Don't want to get too far ahead of ourselves."
Walking over to the couch I sat down in the middle and picked up my controller, and patted the seat next to me.
Twenty minutes later shouts of die monster and go die in a hole could be heard bouncing off the walls of my small home.
He'd beat me soundly in every game we played, my mouth was agape for a short period of disbelief. He paused the game and turned to me. "How about a wager, if you win the next round I'll teach you all my skills, if I win the next round you kiss me for at least a minute." Left with little option I accepted. As expected he beat me again and I bit my lip.
"Do I have t-"
"It is a deal, yes. If you want I could kiss you."
I nodded and he gently took my controller from my hand and sat it on the table.
He slid his hands around my waist and pulled me tight against his chest the action making my heart leap from my chest. He used one hand and cupped my face, the other on my lower back holding me close. With painstaking slowness he brought his lips down over mine. They were soft and the warmth of his breath covering my face only served to create a more romantic atmosphere.
My arms found themselves wrapped around him pulling him closer. He knew exactly when to give more and when to give less. He knew when to press his body against mine and when to slide his hands from place to place. I don't know how long it had been but when we finally came up for air it seemed like only seconds.
"Seems like you enjoyed that."
"Shut up." He kissed my cheek and nodded.
"I will, but first I need to know if you have a boyfriend." I shook my head.
"I don't" he took my hand and brushed his lips against my knuckles.
"Would you like to date me? You would never lack passion or a gaming companion."
Its your story so you get to decide if you say yes.Sorry it's short I haven't done anything in a while.

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Creepypasta one shots (Smut Can Be A Thing)
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