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(Frieza;3) Glasses

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Okay, so when I did the 100 read special, I said as a thank you I'd add in another character. Is there anyone you'd like to see? If not, I probably won't do it.
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"So Friezie, tell meh 'bout yerr glassers."

He looked up from his work. "What?"

You had just woken up, and were still a bit addled.

"Friezie, you'd sayed that you would tells me the glassers story."

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Oh, where has your eloquence gone?"

"Out der windrow."

He smiled at you, setting aside his leasing papers.

"It isn't too much of a tale, to be honest, but if it keeps you from speaking in such a horrible manner..."

"AWEEE, I LOVE YOU FRIEEZIE!"

His eyes widened for a moment, then set back into place. "Is this because your high, or because you actually do?"

"Ima only tellin' you Friezie, because I can't do it in a Mormon state."

"You mean 'normal?'"

"No, that's a religious group."

He sighed, wishing the doctor hadn't drugged you.

"FRIEZIE!"

"Yes, (y/n)?"

"You...didn't say it back...."

"Oh. I'm sorry. Do I have to?" His face got red.

"Not if you don't loveses me back."

"Well, what if I did? Then do I have to?"

"Yurs." You were staring at the ceiling before, but then you turned to face him.

"Well, if I must, I suppose I would have to say, I love you too."

You smiled. "Yay."

He leaned back into his chair, as Doctor Malaka came by.

"Malaka," He hissed, summoning the doctor.

"Yes, Lord Frieza?"

"What in Kami's name did you give her to make her act so loony?"

"S-sir, I haven't given her anything."

"You may go," Frieza said then slowly turned to look at you after Malaka left.

"(Y/n),"

"Hello, M'lord." You hid beneath the covers, blankets up to your chin. It would be rude to break eye contact.

"Would you like to tell me about your little stunt?" He shut the door. You began to sweat. He was not very happy.

"No, not really, sir."

"Well, I had to tell you something that made me uncomfortable, so now it's your turn. Fair, right?"

You nodded your head, much to your dismay.

"Well, I uh, had, uh, liked, uh,-"

"Out with it, (y/n!!)"

"WellIlikedyouandwantedtoknowifyoulikedmetoobutiyounevermadethefirsrmovesoihadtobutineedtobrabletosavefaceifyoudidntfeelthesame!"

He squinted at you. "What?"

You huffed. "Well, I liked you and wanted to know if you liked me too, but you never made the first move, so I had to but I needed to be able to save face if you didn't feel the same."

"Oh." He said, looking down at his papers again. "Well, now that everything's out in the open, I guess you could be my girlfriend."

You looked at the ceiling. "Well, I suppose. I don't have anything else to do."

"Cool."

"Cooler." You were looking at the ceiling, blushing like mad. "Pun intended. "

He made a face. "You need to learn better jokes. That was Cold and dead."

"You're no better," you said with a smile.