CreepyPasta X Reader One Shots (REQUESTS ON HOLD)

You Taste Like Cheesecake (Masky x Reader)

A/N- I am continuing the Seven Minutes In Heaven and the current requests for it, but I'm adding this in just to help get me back into the swing of writing. So, reminder *Swear Warning* I don't always put this but I always have graphic language in my chapters. Enjoy~

Y/N= your name
N/N= nickname
S/T= skin tone
E/C= eye color
F/C= favorite color
F/D= favorite design
H/C= hair color
H/L= hair length

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*Y/N's P.O.V*

It was one of those boring rainy days were it's too gloomy to do anything, so I was hanging out at the mansion with Jane. I was painting her nails and she was...well interrogating me.
"Come on Y/N! You've gotta like someone here." She said frantically trying to get my answer. "Jane they're all so annoying and loud!!" "Ok, but like if you had to fuck someone who would it be? Last resort. A do it or die kind of thing." She asked. "Wait, when did trying to figure out who I like turn into 'who would you fuck?'?" I started laughing so hard I almost fell off her bed.
"Please? I'm curious" Jane whined. "Everyone here is obnoxious." "They're not all like that. Hoodie is quiet, EJ likes to be alone, so no ones been around him long enough to know if he's annoying, Masky is too uptight to be loud(unless he's yelling at Toby), and Slender is too much of a rules freak." Jane said wiggling her eyebrows at every name she mentioned. "Brian is too quiet, to be honest I didn't even know Jack still lived here, and Slender is like my dad." "AHA!! You didn't mention one person!!!!!" She exclaimed pointing at me in victory.
   'Oh shit..' It was true though. I did kind of have a thing for the masked proxy. He was uptight and quiet, but he was also really funny and mature. We always used to have such good conversations at 2am. It sounds weird but it was actually really wonderful. He has a hard time falling asleep so he always goes into the kitchen to make coffee and, coincidentally, whenever I come over to the mansion I always feel a little iffy about sleeping(especially with Jeff around) so I would already be downstairs drinking my favorite drink. We always hung out then. I actually looked forward to it whenever I came over, but something changed recently. He seems to avoid me now and I don't know why. He just comes downstairs, makes coffee, and practically runs back up to his room. He also just nods at me whenever I greet him then immediately looks away.
I was so caught up in my thoughts that only then had I noticed how quiet it was in the house. Usually someone was declaring war by now. I guess they were all too tired to do anything disruptive. Or at least that's what I thought. I was adding the final coat of black nail polish to Jane's nails when I heard someone downstairs yell "IT IS ON LIKE DONKEY KONG!" "Fucking Christ" Jane muttered to herself as we both got up and went to see what was happening.
      The kitchen was in utter chaos when we got downstairs. Food was being thrown everywhere, yet at the same time the only thing suffering from the mess was the kitchen itself. Jeff and Ben were launching spaghetti sauce at each other and Toby was launching whipped cream at Ben and Tim, who was just sitting in the middle of the food battle.
I wasn't surprised at all by them. Jeff and Ben were always disruptive and annoying. Toby wasn't as bad but I mean it's Toby, you wouldn't expect anything less. And Tim, poor Tim. He was reading a book at the kitchen island while Toby taunted him by throwing food by him. None of them were affected by the flying food. It was like magic. But, the whole place was a disaster zone. One that Slender would force them to clean up, but then end up doing it himself. "Will you idiots stop?!" Jane yelled in an annoyed tone. No one payed her any attention. Things were being knocked onto the floor and glass was breaking. I was trying to dodge all the flying food, but one managed to hit me. A whole cheesecake slid down my face and shirt onto the floor. I had frosting in my hair, on my face, and staining my clothes.
      I inhaled deeply before opening my mouth and screaming, "KNOCK IT OFF NOW!" Everyone froze in place and stared at me in absolute horror. "Oh no! Y/N I'm so sorry!!" Tim said desperately after seeing what he did. Toby had annoyed him to the point of joining in, but unfortunately for me the goggled proxy had ducked just in time to miss the flying dessert causing it to smack right into me.
Jane was snickering from beside me watching everyones face turn into a look of pure horror. Other than Toby who was laughing and patting Tim on the back. "Nice going Timmy!" He chuckled. I just sighed and turned to head towards the bathroom. Jane followed behind me silently. When we made it upstairs she stopped and headed towards her room yelling "I'm gonna go grab you a new outfit!" over her shoulder. I nodded, even though she couldn't see it, and walked into the bathroom.
'What a fucking mess' I thought grabbing a washcloth and dabbing at my ruined shirt. This was my favorite shirt too. It was F/C with F/D on it. I got it as a birthday gift from my friend a few years ago, and now here it was covered in frosting and crumbs. I jumped, dropping the washcloth into the sink, as a hard knock came from the door. Figuring it was Jane I opened the door only to be disappointed.
Tim stood awkwardly in the door frame without his mask on avoiding eye contact with me. "Can I help you?" I asked in an annoyed huff. "Um, actually I wanted to ask if I could help you." He muttered quietly scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment. "I'm sorry for getting cheesecake all over you. I'm usually never like that, but Tobys been bothering me all week and I couldn't handle it anymore." He added quickly trailing his brown eyes to look up into my E/C eyes. I wanted to be mad at him for covering me in frosting and basically ignoring me all week, but one look into his eyes and all my anger vanished. I couldn't even manage to glare.
I wanted to smile at him and throw my arms around his neck and pull him into a tight embrace. I hadn't realized how much I missed just simply talking to him, or how good he looked without his mask strapped to his face. I saw his angelic face turn into a mixture of worry and sadness and it made me sad. Until I realized that I was just standing there staring at him and he was probably worried because I didn't answer him yet. "Oh...um yeah sure. You can help if you want." My voice was barely more than a whisper, but he heard me perfectly. A wide smile spread across his face and he moved into the bathroom with me, closing the door behind him.
He took my face into his hand and grabbed the washcloth with the other. Then he began wiping my forehead and hair. He was much closer to me now and the strange urge to wrap my arms around him was present again. I just pressed my arms to my sides and tried to focus on something else. Of course I failed and just ended up looking into his eyes again. Which was a horrible idea because then I couldn't stop myself from blurting out my next sentence. "How come you were avoiding me?" I asked and instantly regretted it.
He froze his actions and just stared at me. "Uh...I don't know what you mean." He finally answered. I knew his reply was bullshit. "You barely ever look at me anymore and you all in all just try to avoid contact with me." I finished finally managing to pull back some of my previous annoyance and anger. Tim now looked slightly uncomfortable and he seemed to be struggling with his words. "Ok, so I wasn't going to tell you this, but I also didn't think that you would care as much." I sat on the rim of the bathtub and turned my full attention to him. He just sighed before continuing on. "Toby has been bothering me endlessly about how close we are and how I talk about you. He's been annoying the fuck out of me, so I figured if I spent less time with you he wouldn't have anything to use against me. I was 100% wrong of course, and it just made me miserable and more irritable. I hadn't realized how much I needed our late night talks." He finished off his sentence staring intensely at the floor refusing to meet my gaze.
      I stood up and walked over to him throwing my arms around him and pulling him to me. He was frozen for a second before he wrapped his arms around my waist in return. "Tim, I like you." I said my voice just above a whisper. Suddenly, he grabbed my arms and pulled me out of our embrace to look at him instead. Tim just studied my face for a while. It felt too long and I started to get worried. What if he didn't feel the same way? What if I had just ruined everything. I felt the anxiety creeping up on me and I almost turned to run out of the room. I would have, if he hadn't disrupted my thoughts by quickly crashing his lips onto mine. They were soft and the kiss just felt right. It wasn't a sloppy or rushed kind of thing, it was warm and held meaning. It was as if we were exchanging words too complicated to be spoken.
      We both pulled away with bright smiles on our faces. It was a perfect moment, until he started laughing quietly to himself. "What?" "Oh nothing." He chuckled out. I glared at him and crossed my arms. "You taste like cheesecake." He added. I then realized that I was still mostly covered in cheesecake and probably looked like an idiot. "SHIT!" I yelled quickly turning away from him. He stopped me by grabbing my arm and turning me back toward him. Tim brushed my hair behind my ear as he spoke. "You look beautiful. As always." He then leaned in to claim my lips once more.

*EXTENDED ENDING*
NO ONES P.O.V
      Five pastas were gathered around the bathroom door. Three had their ears pressed against it and two were on the floor trying to see under the crack of the door. "Are they making out yet?" Toby asked impatiently. Jane smacked his arm. "No you idiot! Why would you want to see or hear that anyways?" She asked in an annoyed huff. "Because I ship it. Duh." Suddenly Ben shoved Jeff's head away and pressed himself closer to the crack of the door. "I see heads moving together!!!!!!!!!" He whisper yelled. "I wanna see!!" Jeff complained trying to get back into position. "You guys are creepy.(what a bunch of creepy pastas am I right?) You shouldn't be invading their privacy." Hoodie quietly mumbled from his spot against the wall. He was perched on the floor reading a book by the others. "Why are you here then?" Jane asked suspiciously. "Tim and I share a privacy." He reply, lifting up his arm to reveal a BFF bracelet. "I'm here for silent moral support." Hoodie added turning his book to the next page.

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A/N- This chapter was longer than I expected. Hope you liked it. I'm working to finish some more Seven Minutes In Heaven chapters, so hopefully I will have those done soon. See you in the next chapter~