|Human Feeling| Googleplier x Reader

-5-

-(y/n) POV-

I had too much to drink.

All right you don't have to tell me I know that I am an idiot.

I don't really know what happened. The day seemed to go by in just a blur.

All I can really remember is just coming home with some wine.

Now I'm put into the situation where I'm under googleplier, tipsy as all hell.

My minds not really thinking at this point. But in the back of my head, my smart self, my conscious non-tipsy self was there.

And I was screaming for a way out. I really screwed up this time.

I was just very scared and terrified at what would happen. I mean unlocking the admin privileges?! Who the fuck would do that to some rogue pieces of machinery?

A smart person wouldn't do that. But my genius mind was currently locked up due to me drinking.

What can I say? Sometimes I just don't think!

All I can remember is getting pulled from my thoughts and looking up at his face.

He was just hovering above me while his hands were firmly placed into the couch.

He didn't seem to speak he just.. he looked off.

His face was way darker than usual, his dark hair swooped in front of his eyes as his lips were parted slightly.

Even though I could barely see his eyes, I knew he was staring right at me.

With an unmoving gaze.

"I guess the couple drinks that I had must've affected me too."

He murmured as he wiped his forehead a little bit with his right hand, before putting it back firmly onto the couch.

He seemed a bit flustered....

But I don't know why I thought that. He just seemed a bit off.

"Tell me.."

He murmured quietly.

I looked up to see him move some of his dark hair away from his eyes, to see red instead of the brown I saw earlier, making me gulp in surprise.

"It might just be the alcohol... But you suddenly just got way more attractive.."

He said, while biting his lip slowly and growling seductivley.

Once I snap back into reality, I must take notes on his behavior.. He's not a robot that's for sure...

then. What the hell is he?

My subconscious thought as I looked up at him, my eyes wider than anticipated.

-No ones POV-

"No matter what (y/n)... I will kill Mathias. One way or another."

Google spoke. Clear as day, with a murderous tone in his devilish voice.

"Go ahead and try."

(y/n) said slyly, while crossing her legs, Google still on top of her.