•••=- Pyrocynical's POV-=•••
I watch as (y/n) slumps to the bedroom. She looks exhausted. I quickly put the groceries away and quietly go into the bedroom. (Y/n) basically fell onto the bed... And slept as she hit the mattress. I fall onto the mattress beside her and look at her face. She has her eyes closed, but smiles knowing that I'm there. She rolls toward me and cuddles into my chest. I wrap my arms around her, trying my best to stay comfortable. I close my eyes and think of what may happen in our future. Together. The thought makes me smile. I don't want to seem cringy or cheesy. But I love this girl to death. She fills my heart with joy. Especially with those spicy memes of hers. I hope we are together. Forever.
My phone suddenly goes off.
It basically screams, "DAMN THAT SHIT GOOD!" Over and over again. I quickly grab my phone and see the person trying to contact me is NFKRS. I quickly answer.
"Stop call me at the wrong times you Russian faggot." I say and then hang up as quickly as I picked it up.
"Was that your Russian boyfriend?" (Y/n) mumbles.
"Shot op." I quiet her with my lips. She kisses back.
She just laughs after, soon her laughs are drowned by sleep. Absent minded, she wraps her arms and legs around me. She's like a cuddle leech. We both soon fall asleep.
The next day, we each make our videos. Then one as a so called "family" video. What a family we are. Is this our fam? Or will there be more?
More spawns of pyrocynical...eh?
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Cringe Bound (Pyrocynical x reader)
FanfictionIf you are reading this, you have no life m8. And you are a cancerous pyro fan. You are infected with pyro disease. Go get yourself some prescribed pyrosanical.
