The Brady Bunch imagines (X READER)

Bobby Brady

y/n= your name

h/t= hometown

e/c= eye colour

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Your POV:
You still get the looks. Dirty looks. It all happened when you were 6.

You were holding a pair of scissors and stabbed your older sister to death. It was midnight and you were just curious. The police showed and you were locked away to h/t juvenile centre. After many years of seeing psychologists and being set free after 6 years you returned to the real world. Everyone gave you the dirty look and everyone knew your name. That was all 10 years ago...

You are now 16 and the summer holidays were here, finally! "Mummmmmm I'm going out for a walk, to the park!" You yell out. "Ok, just be careful." Your mother yells back. She is ever so slightly scarred of you. Your eyes roll and you walk out the door, locking it behind you.

The stares are inevitable. After 15 minutes of walking you reach the park and sit on a bench. Sitting and looking at your surroundings: laughing children with their families and friends. 'I wish I had that.' Ignoring that you continue to look around embracing the freedom and fresh air. Closing your e/c eyes you take a big breath in and then slowly release it.

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"Hi." A young male voice interrupts your thoughts. You look to your right to see him, your crush since forever Bobby Brady. He smiles and sits next to you. Confusion fills your face. "Hi?" You reply confused but happily. 'Why is he talking to me? Does he even know who I am?' I think. There's silence, awkward silence. "I'm Bobby." Your head quickly turns so you can look at him. "I know, we've been going to school together since grade 7." You respond. "Oh, so you do know who I am. I thought you didn't cause you are always alone and keep your head down." He says seeming quite chipper. "Well I'm guessing you know who I am." You say shyly while turning your head back to look at the happy children. As much as you are crushing on Bobby, you want him to leave you alone. "Sure do Y/n." 'He knows who I am' you realise.' "Then why are you talking to me?" You exclaimed looking at him again. "Because I want to, plus you look lonely."

After conversations starting off awkwardly it slowly turned to a conversation that couldn't stop you from talking. "And he said 'what colour's the purple one?'" A laugh escaped your lips. "You have a really cute laugh." He says forcing you to smile with red tinting your cheeks "thanks, yours is too." You say slightly embarrassed. "Ok Y/n that real reason I came here to talk to you is..." He says quickly before sighing. Your face changes to a sad and pained look. "Is well because, because, IlikeyoualotlikemorethanafriendanditsfineifyoudontlikemeIjustwantedtogetthatout" he looks at you with an awkward smile. "Sorry What was that?" Sadness is slightly present in your voice and face. I like you a lot like more than a friend and its fine if you don't like me I just wanted to get that out." He blushes like mad while your jaws drops to the floor, eyes wide open. "Y-you like me? As in like like me?" He slowly nods in response. "And you're not joking?" He yet again nods. You look down and smile before looking back at the brown hair cutie. "I like like you too Bobby. I have for a while now." He smiles and both of you lean in for a hug. "Shoot, I need to be home soon." You say after seeing the time. "Then may I walk you home?" He asks with that adorable smile. "Of course." He intertwines his fingers with yours holding your hand and you begin to walk off.

"This is me." You say walking to your doorstep. He faces you looking at your eyes then to your lips. There comfortable silence. "May I kiss you?" Bobby asks. You nod. Both of your guys cheeks are tomato red. He leans in connecting your lips. Skyrockets were blasting. Bobby Brady your crush is your also your first kiss. You separate and both of you say wow. After giggling at that moment he says "goodbye y/n or should I say mine." You smile at his cuteness. "Goodbye Bobby... or should I say mine." Mocking him. Bobby laughs. Finally he says "Bye y/n", kisses your cheek and walks away leaving you at your doorstep. "Bye." You respond looking back at him, knowing he won't hear.

God he's so adorable...
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Yo, hi people. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've just had nothing. Gotta love writers block. Also happy new year!!!!

I got IT and To Kill a Mockingbird vibes from this, is that just me?

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