...-=Reader POV=-...
I snuggle on the couch with pyro. Sophia is at her first day of school. I'm going to be marrying this man. This epic youtuber. Then.... It dawns on me.
I don't even know his real name.
And we haven't even played alien isolation together.
"Hey babe?" I say. He just replies with a hum.
"What even is your real name?" I ask.
"I thought you'd never ask." He replies sarcastically. I nudge him a little.
"Hey, I'm serious. We're getting married and I don't know what your real name is!" I say look at him. He sits me in his lap and presses his forehead against mine.
"Okay, okay. It's Niall."
I snort.
"What?" He asks with a funny face.
"I just don't imagine you as a Niall." I say bluntly.
"Well, I don't know if I see you as a (y/n)." He remarks sassily.
"Hey that name truly does suit me!" I say. He just chuckles back. "And one more question,"
"What will it be?"
"Can we play Alien Isolation together?" I ask grinning. His eyes widen in shock.
"You want to play that game?!" I give him the puppy dog eyes and nod. He scrunched up his face. "But why, the humans are shit, then the aliens are fucking terrifyin-"
"I just want to play it with you!" I whine. He rolls his eyes.
"Come on (y/n)." He says leading me to our game room.
We start up the game. He hands me the controller.
"Now just, run and hide from the alien, okay?" He says gesturing to the screen. I smirk.
I move the character towards a door. When entering another room , my radar picks something up. I enclose towards the dot on my radar screen.
"Uh.... (Y/n) there's a vent right to your left. Um, leading, you know, away from the big bad alien."
I continue to get closer, pulling out a shot gun. "What are you scared?" I ask smirking at him.
"I am fucking terrified, my fiancé is mentally insane." He replies. The alien in sight. I aim. I fire. It gets pissed. I fire again. Even more pissed. Fires. Fucking enraged. Flame thrower. Becomes a wimp.
"HAHA YES! IN YOUR FACE!" I scream at the screen.
"How the fuc-?"
I shove my hand into his face.
"Shhhhhhhhh."
And I continue playing. Then I hear our door slam.
"IM HOME!" I hear Sophia yell.
"OKAY, WE'RE PLAYING AI. DO YOUR HOMEWORK!"
"Okayyyy!"
Now as I'm walking around (in game) I hear something drop. Like a can or something. I don't see anything. Then I hear alien noises.
"Fuuuuuuuuccccckkkkkk." I whisper. I turn around and see it. It lashes out and I run.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I say quickly. "Fucking heeeellllllllll!" I sing.
"I fucking hate that shit!" Pyro says next to me.
"Hide. Hide. Hide." I repeat to myself. I see a vent. "CLIMB. CLIMB. CLIMB." I screech. My character slowly goes in. Then I hear the footsteps. I don't bother moving anymore. I'm screwed. But those footsteps terrify me.
I shove my face in Niall's chest. Then I hear a deathly screech.
"I died." I say in his chest.
"Stop shmumbling." He says. I lift my head.
"I diiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeed." I drag the word died longer than expected. Niall laughs.
"Yeah you did." He picks me up bridal-style, "Time for bed." He says yawning. He carries me to the room. I black out.
...-=Pyrocynical/Niall POV=-...
I begin to carry (y/n) to bed, before we even get to our room... She falls asleep. I smile and gently lay her down on the bed. I pull the covers over her and then crawl in next to her. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer to me. I kiss her forehead.
"Goodnight, (y/n)." I whisper.
She smiles and hums back. I love this girl too much.
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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.