A collection of random Male reader One Shots

You're different

Male Spooky x Male reader

(Y/n) POV

Room 357:

I've given up. Nothing mattered. I'm hiding but I don't know how long I can. My sobs will eventually give away my position, but to whomever reads this... May god be with you."

I put down my pen and paper. Wiping my puffy eyes from the fresh salty tears. "You're still here." I didn't dare move. "Come on. Get up. You're not done." I ignored him. "Dude! This isn't as fun if you just sit there and cry." I lifted my head to stare at him. "Why do you care?" I asked, slumping against the wall. "Because you're the only source of entertainment I have! The green glob just mumbles random crap and the other guy died. The red head is okay but he loses interest quickly. You're the only one here that I can actually torment and have fun with."

Tears threated to fall from my eyes again. "So that's what I am... some toy for your entertainment..." his face twisted to pure shock and fear, but he stayed silent. "How dare you? I didn't want this. I just wanted to find my friend." Spooky hooved off the ground while sitting on his legs. "Instead you dragged me through this hell with the idea that I was actually going to get to the end." I felt something cold press against my cheek.

My eyes remained on the ground. "I didn't mean it." He lifted my face up and looked me in the eyes. "But please. (Y/n), get to the end..." cold lips pressed against mine. But as fast as they were there, they left. And in his place was a metal axe.

I sniffed and placed a hand on the axe. "Now I have to, huh?"

TIME SKIP
Room: 899:

My breaths were ragged and pain swelled in my side. "ALMOST!" I yelled, limping towards the door. I threw it open, slamming it shut while I fell to the ground. The familiar elevator granted me peace. Room 900. Only 100 more to go. However, that wouldn't happen. The beating of my heart filled my ears and my eyes blurred with red. A deep gnash wounded my side. I knew I was going to die here. That was something I accepted long ago.

As I was shutting my eyes, a cold hand pressed against my cheek. Pain swelled in my chest as they lifted my head onto their lap. "It's okay... You're okay..." the person pet my hair, slowing my racing heart. "It's going to be okay..." I raised a hand to reach for their face, weakly pulling them down so I could see clearly.

Through the blur of red, I made out a face and worried black eyes. "Spooky?" I asked weakly. "Yeah, it's me..." he smiled, tears dotting in his eyes. "I tried." I smiled back at him, laying my hand across my stomach. "I know you did. I'm proud of you." He grabbed my hand and pulled our heads closer. His lips connected with mine for a longer time then the last.

Black spots covered my vision before everything went black.

POV CHANGE

Spooky's POV

He was gone. His body went limp as I removed my lips. "No... No no no!" tears welled in my eyes. "NO! I REFUSE!" I picked up his body. Storming through the rooms, doors flying off the hinges until I found the one I wanted.

I threw it open, darting inside. I placed (Y/n) in a giant machine and closed the door. A trail of debris followed behind me. Wood chips and screw littered the floor. In front of me was a large computer with a green, glitch filled screen.

"Spooky what are you doing?" I looked at the screen, ignoring the pestering voice. "Spooky." They said more sternly. I hesitantly looked back, "What?" it was puppet. He looked longingly into the glass chamber. "Why save him?" I sighed and began typing away at the computer. "Because he's... Different."

The clicking of the keyboard and rings of the computer filled the room. By this point, the others had joined Puppet and I. "So. Let me get this straight. You like this dude and are planning to bring him back as a ghost like yourself?" I stared at the Mcdanalds rip off Satan, "Yes." He shrugged, "Fair enough." I went back to working.

TIME SKIP

It was a long and tiring task, but I managed to get it done.

I stared into the tube and smiled. His body had dissipated but his soul remained floating in the chamber.

I felt Green touch my shoulder. When I looked over, I saw a very guilty centipede looking away. "Sorry..." his growling voice laced with empathy. "It's okay. You were just doing what you thought right." He crawled up and nudged my hand. "He's fine now."

All of us stood around the chamber. "When is it going to open?" Mcdanalds said, crossing his arms. "Any second now..."

As if on cue, the glass doors opened and out fell (Y/n). I rushed and caught him in my arms, laying him in the floor with me. "(Y/n)?" I shook him lightly. His eyes fluttered open. Those once dull (e/c) eyes were now gray and empty. "W-Where am I?" he sat up, rubbing his eyes. "You're with me. In my mansion... Don't you remember?"

His head jolted up, a gasp of fear came from his mouth as he backed away. "I-I-I thought I died! T-This can't b-be happening!" he gripped the sides of his head. "But you're not! I... I brought you back..." I looked away, clenching my fists. "Wh- What?" I nodded my head. "But... why?" I raised my hand, "Please leave us." The others silently nodded and left.

I put my hand down, keeping my gaze at the floor. "Spooky?" the fear and cowardice in his voice made me just want to pull him close and hug him. "Y-Yes?" I didn't mean to stutter. "Why did you bring me back?" his hands settled on my shoulders. "You were different..." before I knew it, his body pressed against mine in a crushing hug. "Thank you."

When he pulled away, his lips immediately locked with mine.

I broke the kiss and stared into his eyes. "You didn't make it..." his chuckled. "I made it somewhere better." My eyes widened. He smiled and opened his arms, welcoming me to jump in. I lunged myself into his arms and snugged into his chest. "Love you Spooky." Those words made me squeeze him tighter. "I really, really, really love you too!" he laughed and pulled me closer. "Thank you... for everything..."

The End