Bruised. A Will Cipher X Reader Fanfic UrielectricFire

chapter 19. hanging out

Me and will walked into the house, after yet another long day alone. looked up at him, quietly. He didn't notice. He was Humming C'mon. By Panic!AtTheDisco. I smiled, listening to him for a minute, before he suddenly paused, and looked down at me.
"W-what are you doing?" He asked, blushing. I blushed back.
"Heh. You're just cute." He was about to protest.
"Too cute that I can't get my time?" He asked In a joking manor. I looked forward, as we sat down on the couch.
"Well, it's my job to catch you being cute, sweetie." Will sighed, laying On my lap.
"Well, yeah. Hey, why don't you call me anything else, that doesn't symbolize me being cute?" He asked. I petted him.
"Well, wouldn't that be awkward for you?" He hid his face in his sweater.
"U-u-uh.. no it wouldn't." I smirked, pulling down his sweater off his face.
"You're bad at lying, hon." I whispered, before kissing him. He sighed against my lips. I pulled away.
"But I don't care." I said, poking his cheek. He sat up, rubbing the back of his neck.
"You think we can go see the twins again today?" He asked, looking at the golden clock on the wall. I smiled.
"Will.. we just got back from seeing them last night." he inhaled deeply.
"I know.. but wasn't the sun just coming up?" He asked. I smiled.
"Yes. but no, sweetie.. Teenagers need sleep too, let's give em' an hour or two." He nodded solomnly.
"Okay...how about now?" He asked three seconds after. I sighed.
"Let's wait a while, and give them some sleep." He looked troubled.
"But-" he tried. i cut him off.
"No.. they need sleep.." I nodded.
"Okay.. but you do realize it's been three hours now, right?" I looked at him.
"No!" I said, not believing him. He nods
"Yes, actually.. since in the dreamscape, everything comes true.." I sighed.
"Aw.. you could of told me earlier.." i whined. He didn't look amused.
"But i did, Y/N." he squeaked. He sat up, closing his eyes, and hanging his head downward.
"Can we go now, mom?" He asked, dramatically, since I wasn't letting him go. I looked at him.
"Yes, cutie." He grabbed my sleeve softly like a three year old would. I smiled.
"Come on."