mccreamy x reader fanfiction

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y/n pov

we continued to walk to where ever he was taking me. i started getting so hot at some parts that we had to stop by some stores with air conditioning on the way.

how are people used to this? he was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt and he wasn't even sweating...

"y/n?" jay asks, out of the blue.

"yes?" i respond.

"why do you choose to not show your face?"

i stayed silent for a few seconds, ignoring the real reason. "nothing..." i mumble, fiddling with my hands.

he continues, "there's clearly a reason with the way you responded to mason today... just tell me."

"do you promise you won't tell anybody else?"

he nods.

"i've always grown up with people being dicks to me. i was different from everybody in my school. they all wanted to fit in, but i never wanted to be popular. the group just never interested me. i never exactly like the preppy, colorful style that everybody else liked. i've always liked wearing outfits that i find myself comfortable in. apparently a lot of my outfits had black, or looked emo, so i was constantly ridiculed with words such as 'emo, insecure, disgusting, gross,' and all that great stuff." i said sarcastically. i stopped to take a breath.

"my parents constantly pressured me to study 24/7. it was suffocating. with all the pressure and constant remarks from my peers, i ended up going into a dark state of mind during high school. i would be in my room, blinds shut and lights off constantly. it was like the darkness comforted me. but i ended up getting super self conscious about myself. when i moved out, everything was so much better. that's when i started my career. i did online schooling and finished high school. i have a job that i love..." i trail off, realizing we had already entered the supermarket. i was too distracted in my mind to notice.

"if everything is great now, then why do you still keep it a secret?"

i stay silent for a second. then i think of an answer, "well, i mean, everybody has always been the same to me. i'd rather have the internet like me for my voice and personality rather than my looks. plus, if everybody seems to hate me for how i look, what's going to be different once i reveal my face?"

he stops walking, a calming look on his face.

"y/n, i think you're beautiful. all the boys think you are, too. you're not in high school anymore. you're with people that actually care and aren't shallow teenagers. you're with us, and we all care about you because you are one of us. a lot of us have been through the same thing, i don't believe it's as bad as your past though. just know that we all literally can't live without you."

"what the hell..." i laugh. he seemed confused as to why i was laughing.

"what?"

"nothing." i respond.

"i'm serious."

"well, i mean, i've just never seen you so serious. now where's the treat section?" i change the subject. we walk over to a colorful section.

we shop for about an hour. the whole time, i've been thinking about what he said.

he's right... if i have a super attractive guy say i'm beautiful, then that's definitely saying something. wait, what am i saying, he's just a friend...

i recorded some parts of us shopping on my phone, because i had a video idea, but that would be for later.

as we walk back, we come across the cherry blossom tree again. i pick a petal off of it while walking past it. i examine the colors and how beautiful just the one petal looked. i dropped it and it flew away.

there was a light breeze. it was so calming. why don't i travel more often?

after a few minutes of walking, we arrived back home. we walk inside and start cooking the food. i could hear them playing minecraft in the living room. are they seriously playing that?

"STOP KILLING ME YOU FUCKER, I WONT GIVE YOU ANY PORK" i hear somebody yell in anger, probably mason.

"mason calm the fuck down, it's just minecraft." says another voice. i couldn't recognize it.

i begin to bake and cook everything.

"do you want some help? there's no way you can do this all by yourself." jay walks back into the kitchen.

i shrug. "why not."

i connect my phone to a set of bluetooth speakers in the kitchen and played some christmas music to pass the time.

"this feels weird. i'm playing christmas music but there's no snow. i feel like i'm celebrating it in the middle of june." i uncomfortably say.

"might as well get used to it." jay says, laughing afterwards.

it was different for sure, but i liked it here.