BBS One shots (mostly smut) (Completed)

Friends First (BryceXReader)

Word Count: 768

Your POV
This guy I have literally just met,majored me against the wall, making me moan as he kissed my neck. He was about to take off my shirt before something vibrating against my leg made me let out an annoyed moan.

I looked at to see the context was Bryce. Quickly, I pushed the random guy away.

"Hey!" He shouted in annoyance.

"Shut the fuck up you weren't getting more than foreplay anyways," I rolled my eyes as I answered the call. "What is it Bryce?" I asked.

"C-can you come over?" He asked with a weak voice, almost like he had been crying.

I sighed as I watched the random guy walk away. I already lost my chance to fuck and Bryce was my best friend who obviously needed my help with something, so I obliged.

"Of course I'll come over, give me twenty minutes," I replied with a sweet voice.

"O-okay," he stuttered.

I hung up and sighed again. My friends were here but they were drunk so I really don't need to tell them I'm leaving. I walked outside, calling an uber as I put my hair in a lose pony tail. I reached into my backpack and grabbed a sweater, putting it on over my revealing top.

I smiled as I remembered what Bryce told me. He said he didn't like it when I wore stuff that showed off body parts like this shirt did. Even though he seemed to be very cute an innocent, he's very protective of me. He told me that if I wore that that boys would use me and he didn't want me to get hurt.

Nobody has really cared about me that much before. Maybe that's why he was my best friend.

My thoughts were interrupted when the uber arrived. Luckily, when I got in he stayed silent. I always found it awkward when I got int a conversation with Uber driver. But, the silence left me in thought. I though about Bryce. I really started wondering what had happened to him. Bryce was rarely upset and when he was, it took a lot of work to get him to confess it.

I was yet again interrupted by the Uber stopping. I paid the man and jumped out of the car, walking up to Bryce's door, knocking on it lightly. It took a moment, but slowly the door opened.

When it was pulled open completely, a sad Bryce was seen, eyes red from crying. We said nothing to each other for moments before he grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back instantly, squeezing him close to me as small whimpers escaped his mouth.

"It's okay Brycey, I'm here now," I pulled away and smiled at him.

He gave a light smile back as I pulled him into his house. I knew this place by heart, so I was easily making my way to his bedroom. I sat on the bed, motioning him to sit next to me. He smirked and did so.

"Now, tell me what's wrong," I pulled him close to me, laying his head on my leg, running my fingers through his blonde hair.

"I just... Feel alone, ya' know, I feel like I'm always putting off that I'm so happy but... I'm really not," he admitted, rubbing his face with his hand in an attempt to hide his tears.

"Everybody is sad sometimes, it's okay if your not okay, that why you got me, so you can be happy," I smiled bopping his nose, making him giggle a bit as he wiped away tears.

"You really do make me happy Y/n," he mumbled sitting up, forcing em to stare at those beautiful blue yes of his.

"what do you mean?" I whispered

Slowly, the space between us fell away, I looked at his ruby lips as he looked at mine, until we closed the distance between us. His lips were unbelievably soft as the passionate kiss came to an end, as it was nearly a peck.

"That's what I mean," he smiled making me blush.

"God dammit Bryce why you got to be so darn cute?" I asked pinching his cheeks making him blush.

"I'm not as cute as you are," he replied Ina baby voice, tickling my sides a bit.

"Ha ha ha... Stop," I squealed as he stopped tickling me.

"Fine. How about we order some pizza and have a sleep over?" Bryce asked like an excited child.

"That sounds perfect!"

A/n: I'm watching RuPauls drag race OML #TeamSasha