Crimson (Googleiplier × Reader)

Chapter X

The Past 《Part 1》

You were sitting in a corner, crying silently so as not to let your father hear you. Your mom had died a couple days ago and you refused to go to school. You stared straight forward, not looking at anything. Hearing your bed creak, you look up in fear, seeing someone laying there in an akward position with their head propped up on their hand, one leg up and the other straight across the length of the bed. You giggled at the sight despite your fear.

"Aww, you think I'm funny?"
They said. You nodded, though still you kept your distance. They noticed and sat up, turning on your bedside lamp, illuminating his face.

Ooo, he's pretty....you thought. And he was, really. He had nice toned skin, with slightly squashed eyes and glasses. He was wearing a blue t shirt with a lowercase 'g' on it and a pair of jeans. He looked friendly and had a smile on his face. His chocolate brown eyes looked kind. You wiped your tears and stared and him. He chuckled.

"I know I'm hot, but you don't gotta stare." He said humorously. You blushed and looked down.  You felt his hand under your chin and flinched. "Oh,no, please don't be scared! I just wanted to um....see your face, yeah?" The boy said.  You looked up at him. Now his eyes were glowing blue. You saw him notice and he blinked quickly, causing them to turn back to the chocolaty brown.

"Who are you?" You asked. He smiled brightly at the sound of your voice.

"My name is google! I'm 9!" He said. You giggled.

"What kind of name is 'google'?" You asked him. He looked down.

"Uh, I'm like a uh...robot kinda..." he said. You looked at him in awe.

"Oooo! Like Siri?" You said, laughing at his reaction.

"I-I am much better than that stupid disembodied voice!" He said defensively. You rolled your eyes plaufully.

"Ok." You said goofily. He stood up and held out his hand. You took it, letting him help you up. "My name's (Y/N)! I'm 8." You said. He smiled but it quickly turned into into a frown.

"Hey, why are you bleeding? Is that why you were crying?" He asked worridley. You looked at your right arm where there was a gash, bleeding slowly.

"Ueah...my uh...father did that, yeah?" You said. Google looked at you, concerned.

"Why would anyone hurt you?" He asked.  You shrugged.

''I think he blames me for my mommy's death. She died a couple days ago in an accident." You said, choking on your words. You winced as he touched your wound. Suddenly, you couldn't feel it anymore. You looked at it but in its place was a light scar. "Thanks google!" You said, giving him a tight hug. He returned it. "So hey, why are you in here? "You asked him, realizing that you have no idea who he is other than his name. He looked away.

"Well...uh, I was told to you know? By my uh...father? If that's what you'd call him. He's mean and hurts me alot..." he told you. You smiled gently, putting an art on his shoulder.

''Hey, Siri don't be sad....now we have something in common! '' You reassured him. He nodded, then smiled.

"Oh, do you wanna play a game or something? Ya know,  to get your mind off of your mom and all?" He suggested. You thought about it, and agreed.