One-shots [Crush x Reader]

In Bed♡

"WHY MR. SHIPPER, WHY?!" you scream into your pillow.

A firm pillow hits your back. "Welcome home, Your Majesty. What are you screaming about now?" your dormmate inquires. You lift your head up, staring into his inquisitive eyes. He tilts his head and asks the same question.

"Mr. Shipper paired me up with that kid I was ranting to you about the other day..." you mumble with a frown.

That kid you're referring to is a very benevolent and social person. The only issue you have with him is his laziness; he doesn't do any work at all. You're surprised he's even still in the class!

"Why don't you go talk to Shipper about it instead of screaming into a pillow?" Your dormmate throws a pillow at your face before sauntering to the kitchen. You open your mouth to make a remark but he quickly beats you to it. "Is screaming into a pillow solving the issue? No, I didn't think so. Now come over and eat! The food is getting all cold!"

You huff and shamble to the kitchen, slumping onto the bar stool. What he's saying isn't erroneous; it's likely your teacher will give you a new partner. After all, you've known the Shipper family for a few years now. You had them all throughout your high school years with this guy who's your dormmate - (C/N).

A plate of (Your Favorite Food) is set in front of you. You mumble a "thanks" and eat in silence while he washes the dishes from this morning. Every Monday night (C/N) makes you dinner since you come home late due to your class that's from 6 to 8:40 PM. The food is always delectable; so delectable that you've asked him if he can make you breakfast, lunch, and dinner each day.

To your disappointment, he rejected.

"So... how did class go? Aside from Shipper being evil for pairing you up with the lazy kid." (C/N) leans over the marble counter with a towel as his eyes flicker to the food. "How's the food?"

You offer him a lazy smile. "Class went well other than that, thanks. I'm really exhausted. So glad I don't have any night classes for the rest of the week."

He leans in closer and beams. "Want to eat out tomorrow night? There's a new restaurant nearby and I heard really good things from my friends!" He stares at you expectantly.

As much as you want to go eat out tomorrow night with him, you already made plans since last week. You smile apologetically at your beaming dormmate. "Sorry (C/N)... I already made plans to spend some quality time with my bed," you take out your calendar and point at a date, "would you be free next Tuesday?"

"That's fine! We can spend the night tomorrow in bed if that's what you want. And yeah, I'm free next Tuesday!" (C/N) replies.

What.

"I meant sleeping..." you slowly say as your cheeks flush pink. He tilts his head slightly, confusion written across his face. "If you want to spend the day sleeping too, then that's fine! But uh, in separate beds," you quickly add in, laughing lightly.

His face contorts with shock and he blushes profusely. "W-Wait... no! I knew what you meant! I didn't mean it like that!" he sputters and fixates his eyes to the wall. "Sheesh... why are you like this?"

"I already told you it's because of Wattpad!"