X Reader Collection

Wish I Was Real - Sora x Reader

Sora accepted the fact that he wasn't real, he accepted living in this virtual world. In fact he was content living in this world, he had no need to be real. All his friends were here, everyone he cared about was here and nothing could every change that. How exactly did he find out his world wasn't real? Simple, it became to obvious as time went on. The feelings of deja vu, the countless times people would repeat what they've said despite Sora already talking to them once.

And of course the fact that he always came back, no matter how many times he was struck down by the Heartless or an Organization member he would always come back. But, this time as he woke up in the Memory Pod and stood in the middle of that blinding white room as Jimmy, Donald, and Goofy spoke. Repeating those same sentences he had heard so many times before, he felt that this time was different. He let his blue eyes scan around the room before looking upwards. He remembered every time someone booted up his virtual world and restarted everything that if you looked closely upwards you see eyes staring down, watching.

He found them, but they were different from the many other pairs of eyes that would stare down at him from above. They weren't sharp and they were narrowed as if wanting to skip past everything and get straight to the action. They were gentle and filled with nostalgia. [Light/Dark] [Eye Color] eyes stared down with such a gentle gaze that was filled to the brim with excitement as if the owner of them couldn't wait to play.

Sora jumped when fingers were snapped in front of his face and he soon looked to find the concerned gazes of his friends as they stared at him.

-You-

You blinked your eyes as you smiled down at the box art of an old childhood game. Currently you were at a yard sale, your parents had dragged you along in hopes that you would enjoy some time away from your computer. Of course you weren't exactly pleased as you at first had just followed behind your mother as she examined old clothing and jewelry. It wasn't until you caught sight of a box filled with old PS2 games, did you become interested. You stopped and started to rummage through them, none of them really catching your interest as it felt like you either already owned the game or it was a game you weren't interested in.

That was until you spotted an old familiar game. Kingdom Hearts 2, the one game that you had ended up losing when your parents and you moved to this quiet little suburb neighborhood. In fact it was your favorite game out of the whole series. You stared at the box art, naming off each of the characters on it as you looked at them before settling your eyes on your favorite character's face. The brunette always looked adorable to you, no matter how old he got. "You want it?" you heard someone ask from behind you, causing you to flinch and twist around to stare at an older teen.

You were currently fifteen and the male that stood before you looked about seventeen, almost eighteen. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at you and motioned his head towards the game that was still in your hands. "I said do you want it? I've already beaten it about three times, so there really is no need to keep it" he said.

"Oh, yeah sure, how much?" you asked. Currently you had no money on you, but you knew your father did and if this game wasn't over ten dollars you were sure he'd buy it off the teen.

"Well I've had this game for I don't know how many years and it was indeed in that box with other games so it could be sold easier. Knowing my parents they're probably selling it for a dollar" the teen said as you blinked surprised but yet joyous in knowing they were selling the game for that low. You looked around before finally spotting your father speaking to someone about some old cookware that was being sold and quickly jogged over to him. Without speaking a word or trying to catch his attention you just held the item up and thrust it towards his face so that he would realize that it was there, and eventually he did.