YouTuber One-Shots

-BryceGames-X-Reader-

-Song-
-The Same-
-Camilia Carbello-
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The first time I saw you,
My heart whispered.

"She's the one"
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First Sight

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First Person
Bryce
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Fluff

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I walk through the park, trying to clear my racing mind.

The rain trickles down and splatters onto the ground.

My umbrella sits on my shoulder covering my body from the rain.

I sigh and look up from my feet, and from the corner of my eye I see a figure.

Her legs are pulled up to her chest and her hair is draped over her knees.

I slowly make my way over to the H/c haired female.

I crouch down beside her and hold my umbrella above her head.

She looks up. Her hair wet and sticks to her face.

Her face shows a frown. She's been crying, her eyes are red and just below them is puffed up.

"You know you'll get a cold sitting out here like this." I joke trying to make her smile.

She chuckles softly, but then goes back to looking at her feet.

Sniffling she pulls up her sleeves, not thinking I'm guessing.

Because she had bruises running across her arms.

I look at her face shock laced it as she pulls her sleeves down.

She goes to jump up and run. But lightly I grab her hand.

"Hey wait.. do you have a place to stay. If not you can stay at my place."

There's hesitation in her E/c eyes.

She nods softly, causing me to smile.

As we walk to my place she starts to shiver.

I take of my jacket at put it on her shoulders.

She look up at me, and thanks me.

"So why were you out here?" I ask as we make our way out of the park.

"My boyfr- my ex came home drunk. He beat me and through me out. I-I came here hoping, because it was raining that no one would see me..." She looks down at her feet.

I look at her and move my hand towards hers.

We intertwine our fingers together.

Reaching my apartment we make our way up to my place.

I unlock the door and let her in turning on the lights in the prosess.

Walking in I shut the door.

"So ill show you the guest bedroom and I gues-" only now do I see her face.

There's scar running across her nose. Her face is bruised and her lip and eye brow are both split.

Dried blood stuck to her face.
"Holy shit.." without warning I grab her arm and pull her into the kitchen.

Picking her up I set her on the counter.

Going under the sink I pull out my first aid kit.

Ripping it open I pull out wet wipes.

Carefully I wipe off the blood from her face and disinfect it.

I go to do another wipe down of her face to make sure its clean.

She grabs my hand and looks at my exposed arm.

Seeing my many scars she looks me in the eye.

Sympathy lasing them like a drug.

"You seem to happy to be doing this to yourself.." she comments.

Her other hand makes its way up to my face.

Her thumb rubs away my now falling tears.

She pulls me into a hug.

I hug her back and we both cry.

"One of the same.. in different ways with similar concepts..." She says softly.

I hug her tighter.