Reader's P.O.V.
When Tomoko had bolted to a place I didn't know, she hadn't come back in a while. However, I texted her and she said she was just in the art room making posters and stuff for our club. I thought that was a good idea and let her be. Towards the end of school however, Tomoko had the same permanent face on. I asked her what got her all excited but she refused to tell me. When school was finally dismissed, she hurried home, leaving Tomoki and I behind.
(Y/n): Hmmm......
Tomoki: Get used to it, she's weird like that.
Tomoki mumbled so I decided to take his word for it. He and I walked in silence. When it was just us, Tomoki did mingle more. He even wanted to know if I'd like to play soccer with him the next time I come over. I agreed before we broke off to go our separate way. However, no sooner had I made it home and greeted my mom and dad as I came in, my phone beeped to signify I had a message. It was Tomoko and she wanted me to come over right away.
Mom: Is that the friend you've been going on about lately.
(Y/n): Maybe.....
I say trying to keep from blushing. I never did like talking about this sort of stuff with my parents, I'm sure everyone would agree.
Dad: She must be something special if she has you running around to meet her.
(Y/n): Who said it's a girl?
Dad: Son, are you forgetting I was your age once? I was the acting the same way as you when your mother and I started dating.
I gave a gross look as my parents started talking about how they met and their first kiss and other stuff I didn't want to hear from them. I plugged my ears before yelling to them that I'll be at Tomoko's house if they need me.
Mom: Tomoko? Hmmmmm, what a pretty name. I'd like to meet her some day.
Dad: That's a great idea, we should invite her over sometime. After all, we hardly get to see the girl that's trying to keep (Y/n) all to herself.
Time skip to Tomoko's house....
No sooner had I ran over to the Kuroki residence, I was out of breath as I knocked on the door, only to be greeted by Mrs. Kuroki.
Mrs. Kuroki: Hello (Y/n). You look tired.
(Y/n): Yeah (pant) Tomoko was probably just exaggerating about how important it is for me to hurry over here. (pant)
Mrs. Kuroki: Yeah, that sounds like her. She's in her room so go on up. I think I know why she wanted you over.
Mrs. Kuroki said as she stepped aside. I bowed to her before taking off my shoes at the door and making my way up stairs. I passed Tomoki's room and he had the door open and looked up at me from a magazine he was reading.
Tomoki: Didn't you go home?
(Y/n): Tomoko wanted me over for some reason.
Tomoki hummed in understanding. As I walked to the end of the hallway, I was about to rap on Tomoko's room door when I head chatter from within. She was talking to someone else from inside. It sounded like a very young girl.
???: I don't believe you Tomoko. I really pity you. You can stop lying to me about having a boyfriend and everything, I understand.
Tomoko: I'm lying. Just wait, he'll be here any second.
???: Pffff.....
Tomoko: You know he even let me take a look at his manly bits.
???: (gasp) LIES LIES LIES!!!
What the crap Tomoko. I didn't let you look at my manly bits, you totally snuck in the bathroom while I was showering. I say to myself as my face flashed red. I didn't want to hear anything else Tomoko had to say before I found myself opening the door to be met with a stunned little girl and Tomoko beaming by her side.
Tomoko: Told.....you....
Tomoko whispered creepily in the little girl's face while giving a cringe worthy facial expression.
Tomoko: (Y/n) this is Kii, my cousin. Kii this is (Y/n)......my boyfriend.
Kii gasped and her eyes grew wide with disbelief before she threw herself onto me and gave me a giant bear hug. I returned the hug while standing silently.
Kii: Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!!!! Are you really Tomoko's boyfriend??!! You aren't someone she paid to trick me are you!!!!???
(Y/n): Um...no
Kii: Hmmmm....
Kii said as she looked back and fourth between me and Tomoko questionably.
Kii: If your really a couple then prove it. Kiss each other.
Before I could get a word out Tomoko had already attacked me as I held her body against mine to stop us from toppling over on to the floor. Once again I was caught off guard and couldn't react fast enough to comprehend what was going on. Though once my head finally realized what was happening, Tomoko and I parted as Kii, looked blown away and utterly impressed.
Tomoko: That wasn't hard. We make out all the time. I even have the hickey's to prove it.
Tomoko said as she rolled the sleeves of her shirt to show Kii who was even more blown away.
Kii: Yay, I'm so excited. Your kids are going to be my second cousins.
I didn't even know Kii very long and I already liked her. Like most kids her age, she was full of energy, bubbly and sweet. I couldn't help but want to get to know her and Tomoko only sat back as she marveled at her success and watched our interaction.
(Y/n): So Kii, what grade are you in?
Kii: I just entered middle school. I'm so excited but I can't wait to go to high school. I want a pretty boyfriend like you just like Tomoko. She's so lucky.
Kii swooned as she hugged onto my arm. I was charmed at her comment.
Kii: I'm sorry I ever doubted you Tomoko.
(Y/n): And Tomoko you should really stop telling her such lewd things. She's still too young.
Tomoko: I wouldn't be surprised if she knew about all of that stuff any way and it's not like the things I told her about us are untrue.
Tomoko said as she inched closer to me to the point she now placed her self in between my legs on the floor.
Kii: (gasp) Are you two going to make out!
Kii said as she started to fan girl.
Tomoko: Yes, make out with me (Y/n) so we can give Kii lots of cousin's.
Tomoko said as she out stretched her arms towards me and closed her eyes as she made a kissy face.
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WataMote (Your not popular and neither am I) TomokoxMaleReader
RomanceTomoko is an unsocial able loner who doesn't seem to fit in with societies standards. One typical day at school seems to turn her life around when the appearance of a new face shows up in her class. ( All copy rights to their rightful owner)