One-shots [Crush x Reader]

The Notebook♡

Peering over the boy's shoulder, you strain your eyes to scrutinize the drawing on the page; he's covering the page with his arm while drawing.

Seeing that your attempt to peer at his drawing is futile, you huff and move onto plan B.

As your hand aims for the notebook, out of nowhere the boy reaches back and grips onto your wrist. His eyes are still fixated solely on the drawing, but he doesn't move his arm to uncover the drawing.

"(C/N)! Pleaseeeee!" you whine and cross your arms across your chest. "Let me see!"

"No means no!" He abruptly stands up and dashes away.

"Hey! (C/N), get back here!" You chase after the laughing boy with a frown.

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"(Y/N), stop!"

"What are you hiding, (C/N)?" you question. Giving your friend the scariest face you can muster, you attempt to reach for his notebook.

However, (C/N) slaps your hand away acting as if it's a galling fly.

You aren't sure why he's being so secretive when it comes to that notebook. It would be best to stop and respect his decision, however you're very intrigued and adamant that you're not going to stop until that notebook is in your hands.

"(Y/N). Just forget about this, alright?" He holds up his jet black notebook and heaves a jaded sigh. "We were ten back then. I was stupid and wasn't thinking straight when I drew this."

"Why can't I see it though? I'm curious!" you exclaim.

He runs a hand through his (C/H/C) locks. "It's embarrassing, alright? You're going to laugh at me."

Without any kind of warning whatsoever, you tackle the now flummoxed male onto his bed. He stammers some nonsense with flushed cheeks, not heeding to his notebook. You promptly seize it and jump off of him.

"H-Hey!" (C/N) attempts to get the notebook back; his fingertips brush against the spine, but you're swift and you yank it back. He lays on his bed, defeated. "Fine, whatever. Just laugh all you want. You're so stubborn, (Y/N). You know that?"

You flip open to the first page, only to see it blank. Continuing to flip through, you realize that they're also all blank. You take a gander at (C/N) with inquisitive eyes, but his face is buried in the downy pillow.

Instead of flipping through the rest, you go to the final page. "Oh..." you murmur, feeling your cheeks heat up.

Two drawn stick figures are present; a girl and boy are close together and there's an arrow pointing at the girl with scrawly writing that reads: (Y/N) kissing me on the cheek!

Your lips tug into a small smile as you shut the notebook and hop onto his bed. (C/N) turns his head to face you, still clutching onto the pillow. "Why are you smiling at me like that?"

Wordlessly, you lean down and give him a chaste kiss on his warm cheek. His eyes widen and he enshroud his face in the pillow again. "I hate you..."

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Hey, thank you for 10k! I'm quite surprised there are so many new readers (welcome, welcome!) and of course, I wouldn't forget about you oldies haha.

I can't think of anything special to do. How about a Q&A? Ask me anything you want and I'll answer them in the next one-shot.

-iJustAFangirl