Creepypasta Interactions/Reactions and x Reader

Hoodie x Reader

IT'S AN X READER!!! AND IT'S HOODIE!!
Okay, in this you will be like.....17......idk.

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You were sitting on your couch, practicality drowning in your own salty tears.

Why were you crying? Lets just say it had nothing to do with the fact that the Notebook was playing on your Tv.

I haven't watched that movie yet, but I heard that it's very sad.

You were crying because you had found out your 'oh-so-loyal' boyfriend was cheating on you with the popular girl in your highschool. You and him had been together for two years. You were surprised it even lasted that long due to the fact you were Queen Shy.

Anyway, you hugged the. Couch pillow to your face and let out a loud, heart-wretching scream. You loved him, you trusted him. And what's does he do? He goes and cheats on you.

'It's okay, (Y/n). It's okay, you'll find someone different. Someone better...' you told yourself in your head.

After the movie ended, you just sat there on the couch, silent tears flowing down your cheeks. You sat there for hours in the dark living room, only the blue light from the Tv breaking the darkness.

You heard a noise in the kitchen, thinking it to be your cat Buttercup knocking over cups again. You laid down on the couch and sighed. As you were about to drift off, you could've sworn you heard footsteps approach the living room.

You were nearly out of it when the couch made that weird creacking noise it makes when someone gets on or off it. Confused, you turned to face whoever was sitting there with you.

Your (e/c) orbs widened and you would've screamed it if weren't for the gloved hand covering your mouth.

"Shh, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you," the yellow hooded intruder said. He worea yellow hood and a black mask that covered his whole face. On the mask was a red frown that looked painted on. "If I remove my hand, do you promise not to scream?" He asked in a soft voice.

It sounded...trusting to you. You nodded your head and the mystery guest removed his hand carefully.

"Why are you here?" you asked in a small voice. The hooded boy replied with, "I'Ve been stalking you for sometime, and tonight I noticed you were crying. So I kinda...broke in to comfort you...I guess..." he rubbed the back of his head unsure.

As odd as may seem, what he said, really did help comfort you.

The words of the hooded stranger filled you with determination. No...? No one gets the reference? Okay...

A small smile crept to your (s/c) lips as you gently hugged the stranger. He seemed to tense a little, surprised by the physical contact, but soon hugged you back.

"Thank you," you murmured into his chest. He hugged you tighter. "..No problem, (Y/n).."

~End~

Whatcha think? Crappy? I think so...

It's short. I know. But cut me some slack, will ya?

I feel like I'm updating this to much. Anyone say otherwise? Anyway, I wrote an x reader! Yay!

Someonenplease give me a suggestion for the next creepypasta reaction. I'm stumped...well, I have an idea, but I want y'all's opinion first.

See y'all in the next chapter my Ninjalings~!

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