Pidge x Reader

And....scene.

( maybe some preferences later? and well, evidence supports that Pidge basically makes dad jokes on occasion. edit: sdfd if I ever type "hit" unless its a fight scene I mean ..like...aggrivated anime bops.) 

You were in Pidge's room, sitting upside down while chewing on your pencil, claimed that you were trying to find a new angle. 

She only shook her head, you weren't even working for anything at the moment.

You we're actually... just.. the work was looking at her.

After a while she looked over at you and raised her eyebrow,"Are you attempting mind control or are you just bored?"

You hummed not really paying attention full to your actions and words,"Just browsing ma'am."

She kept the brow raised. You wondered how it wasn't twitching.

"What exactly are you looking for." Pidge said, obviously knowing what you were doing. 

"You." you answered simply before flipping back over like a pancake onto the bed and rolled slowly next to her. 

She softened her gaze straightening out her back and popping it making you shiver in disgust

Pidge scoffed cutting you off,"(Y/N) it does not, sound like Rice cereal so please don't send me anymore commercials." she looked back down at her computer mumbling,"...if Instagram looked at our history you'd probably have landed so many brand deals by now..." 

You shrugged looking up at her as you adjusted yourself and scooted up to be pressed to her side and against her pillow,"I don't need those commercials to get famous on there instantly, only people like Air bud had to do that." 

She rolled her eyes leaning back next to you her hair getting in your mouth almost in mere seconds making you spit as she pushed you away snickering and kind've grossed out.

"You're not even saying anything and yet you still spray it!" Pidge yelled as you only blew a raspberry in response.

"You don't have anything to say about when a Windex bottle does it." you countered crawling over and flopping right onto her she still protested about it even after getting used to it.

You closed your eyes immediately after feeling her pat your hair. Her hands to you felt like one of those metal arm things that look like a skeleton of a broom. 

She didn't think that was a compliment.

You were interrupted from your thoughts as the door opened revealing Matt grinning as soon as he saw the both of you.

"Oh, hey it's my favourite (sibling/sis/brother?)!" he smirked looking at Pidge,"Why didn't you tell me they were here? keeping them to yourself?" he teased. 

You laughed unable to help yourself thinking of stingy muttering a few choice words of the song as she whacked your shoulder while snarking back at Matt. 

He only snickered, most likely a passed down trait in this family, and told the both of you dinner was going to be ready in seven.

As soon as he closed the door Pidge rolled you off her and stood up stretching. 

It felt like a fanfic. You even just blushed crazily when a  half inch of her midriff showed. 

She paused looking over at you and blushed when she caught you staring but smirked as well,"Didn't you say you were browsing earlier?" 

You huffed looking away unable to control the heat and seeing as complaining about AC would be lame you chose to just try and calm your beating heart ,rapidly clicking your mechanical pencil.