Bart Simpson x reader//DISCONTINUED

mistletoe 🎋

You sighed, as you flopped back onto your bed. Lisa had invited you to they're Christmas party and you didn't know what to wear.

You grabbed your coat and headed out in hopes of finding a nice outfit.

You exhaled heavily as you walked through the door with your bags.

You dashed upstairs with your new outfit and quickly changed, doing your hair you checked the time.

6:30

You still had an hour and a half

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You finished your curling and braiding your hair and got to your makeup. You went extra on your eyes but foundation and highlighter wise not so much.

7:30

You smiled. You had 30 minutes to yourself, your phone buzzed, looking down you saw a text from Lisa.

Hoe: Y/N where are you, the party started half an hour ago.

Your eyes widened "FUCK!" You cursed, as you strapped your heels on.

Grabbing a coat. You locked your house and headed to Lisa's, knocking on the door you silently prayed for someone to open it quick as it was cold.

'Damn it, fucking thot or not bullshit with Lisa, she better have dressed revealing for a swear...'

The door opened and a low catcall brought your attention back to the door. There stood Bart looking like a sexy beast.

He wore a white button up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He had black dress pants.

"I know I'm hot, but Damn no need to drool" he chuckled.

Your face flushed as your hand went to your mouth feeling a small bit of drool.

"Shut up" you grumbled, as you walked in.

You saw Lisa talking with milhouse, you would he all 'awk I totally ship', but!. She was wearing a long dark grey jumper dress and black tights with converses.

"Lisa, you were meant to dress with me" you whined.

"I look like a total hoe" you added, she turned to look at you.

"Gah! Y/N, I'm so sorry mom wanted me to dress like this. You know i cant go agaisnt her " she lied.

"Lisa you can, member when I stayed and you wanted marge to get us sweets, but it was too late so you said 'fine I'll get them'

But she was like 'no Lisa it's to late' so me and you snuck out Barts window and went out" you chuckled.

"That's only one time" Lisa chuckled nervously.

"Really, milhouse wanna hear more about your rebel of a girlfrie-whoops!" You covered your mouth, watching as Lisa and milhouses faces flushed red.

You nervously stepped back seeing Lisa's expression "I'm gonna go...get some punch, before I get punched" you chuckled as you darted upstairs and too a random room.

You closed the door, as Lisa pounded on it.

"Y/N YOUR SO DEAD!" She screamed.

"No!" You yelled back.

"Fine I'll lock you in there"

"What!, Lisa no don't you dare" you warned. You heard a click and a distant laugh before she left.

You groaned turning and seeing a stunned Bart.

"What are you doing in here" you asked.

"This is my room" he stated, his voice deeper than usual.

"Are you sick, cause I don't wanna get sick" you asked, backing away.

"I'm not sick, I just woke up" he muttered, sifting his fingers through his hair.

"Oh, well how do we get out" you asked

He smirked, his thumb pointing behind him.

You looked past his shoulder seeing the window.

"Bart!, I can't I'll fall" you whined, hugging your coat round you.

"Don't worry I'll catch you" he hummed.

"Oh gosh, my knight in shining armour" you scoffed, as he opened the window and jumped onto a branch.

"Bart I'm in heels" you moaned, as you leaned out the window.

"Jesus, what are you, take them off" he asked disgusted.

You pulled them off and climbed out onto the branch. You had two feet on and followed Bart down.

On the ground you slipped your heels on. He grabbed your hand pulling you down the street.

"Where we going" you asked, like a small child.

"Kwik-e-mart" he stated, as he pulled you harder.

"Bart, slow down" you whined, trying to tug your hand out of his grip.

He stopped abruptly, making you bump into him. You tugged your wrist from his grip as he turned to face you.

"What crawled your ass and died" you snapped, leaning up to him.

He was drunk, the smell of his breath told you.

"Are you drunk" you asked, your face crunching  up in distaste.

"I'm not drunk. I had a few drinks" he grumbled, as he leaned from side to side.

"You are drunk" you sighed, placing your hands on your hips.

"I'm not drunk, look let's just go" he muttered, grabbing your wrist.

You walked to the kwik-e-mart, entering seeing apu at the counter.

He pulled you round the back opening a freezer and grabbing two tubs of ice cream.

We paid and he took you past some trees.

"Barttt" you whined "where are we going. My feet are killing ne"

He stopped, you looked past his chest seeing a little pic-mic blanket and some fairy lights strung up the trees.

"Bart, it's stunning" you fussed.

"That's not the best part" he chuckled, pointing up.

You looked seeing some mistletoe, looking at him. He had a cheeky grin on his face.

He pulled you close, his hands holding your face as he placed his lips on your gently.

You leaned up as your hands found their way to his hair.

The kiss was full of love and compassion.

As you stood under the..

Mistletoe🎋