Our Bittersweet Love Punk!Dirk X Reader

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I sighed loudly, I was walking out of school, Jane had to do something, I wasn't listing really, so I couldn't catch a ride.

I don't mind walking really.

"Yo, wait up." I stopped, and turned my head slightly, it was Dirk.

He caught up and we started walking again, it was silent and awkward between us, though I said I'd give him a chance, I'm still a little suspicious of him.

It's just his punk and bad boy edge, and attitude.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw a hand waved in front of my face twice "what?" He smirked and rubbed the back of his neck, straightening his posture.

"You were staring at me." My cheeks warmed up and I glared at him "was not!" "Was too!" He argued "no!" He rose an amused brow "what are you 5?" He asked playfully "actully I'm 11, so fuck you." He chuckled, and shook his head.

I smiled lightly, and looked down, my are my cheeks warming up..?

I glanced back up at him, he was bitting his lip ring, gently nipping at it as a slight pink, peaked through his glasses.

He shoved his hands in his pockets "where do you live?" He questioned "the apartments up ahead." I said, nodding my head towards its location "why do you ask" Dirk shrugged "I'm gonna walk you home." I rose a brow at him "why?" "Why not?" He mumbled, playing with his spiked hair.

I wonder if it was soft... yolo.

I reached over, Dirk flinched back, but I was still able to run my hand through it, he froze. His breath came out a bit forced, his cheeks turning a light pink as he leaned in.

"It is soft..." I mumbled

He jumped and pulled my hand away "o-ok course it is... don't touch the hair.." he mumbled, pretending to fix it... is he? Oh my.

"Why? Does it turn you on?" I teased, He made a weird sound a quickly turned towards me "N-No I-t- I Ju-just... it feels nice.." His cheeks reddened and he waved his hands around "not like that!" He face palmed and mummbled "It's just relaxing, to have someone play with your hair" I chuckled and he turned to look at me "that sounds weird coming from a guy like you, but in a way cute.." he looked away.

We entered the building, Dirk seeming to stay quiet as he followed me. I don't mind, I mean he did say he would walk me "home"

I looked at him to see him lightly touching the place I petted him.

Aww...

I shook my head and Dirk perked up, quickly removing his hand "welp! Here we are." His lip twitched and he nodded.

The door flew open and my (guardian) popped out "(y/n) you need to....-" They stared at Dirk, a look of fear mixed with confusion and worry "wha-wha... um... who's t-this?" Dirk cleared his throat and offered a hand "Dirk, Dirk Strider." He shook there hand, (guardian) seemed to panic at his strong grip.

They pulled away quickly "nice grip..." he nodded "My Bro always told me it was important for business, to have a strong grip." They nodded and invited him in.

Dirk walked in then turned to me "oh, um, I wanted to ask you in you needed help on the math homework.. your made a face throughout the lesson." I perked up "that would be great!" He nodded, and pushed up his pointed shades.

==time skip==

This guy is a math wiz! Damn, he's really intelligent! I mean he helped me finish in less than 45 min and everything clicked so well! For a punk hes... really cleaver.

He put the paper away and leaned back on my little black, future hearts beanbag.

Oh, right I need to unpack.. fuuuuuu I don't want to!

Dirk stood up and grabbed his bag "I should get going..." I nodded and watched as he left.