Hot head. | Lockheart x Hopless romantic! reader.

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*thanks for requesting! :3

*the reader is also lonely, hurting and very lovable! Have fun!

Random ask of the day/night: would you smooch an outcast? And which one? ;3

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Y/n l/n, she was a lonely girl. All of her family had moved away, and she was grieving over a pet that had died.

She stayed mostly in her room, crying and hugging her pillows, until she decided to write all of her thoughts down in her f/c notebook.

Her hair was stained and wet with tears, it hang over her face and eyes. She leaned her head on the back of her wrist signing.

She stood and decided that it was finally time that she had gotten a few things from the store, she had eaten all the snacks.

She went into the bathroom to freshen up a bit. 

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She kept her head down when she walked, feeling broken hearted.

Now normally, this girl was very sweet, and happy, and she used to be a hopeless romantic, well.. When she used to have a relationship.

But her boyfriend had had enough of that, gotten sick of her surprise hugs and random kisses and tiny gifts.

She sadly found out that he was using her.

"Y/n? Its gonna be okay, I'm sorry about all thats happened, truly I am. But I can't change it." Said a sorrowful voice on her left shoulder.

You know how in cartoons or in movies someone has an angel and a devil on their shoulder? Well miss y/n had them.

"Cupid, I know.  It's not your fault, its mine for being so stupid and not noticing it quickly.." Y/n replies putting her hands in her jean pockets.

"Don't cry over that a**hat! He didn't deserve you anyway... It made me sick seeing how he would look at you like an object!" Growled the voice on her right shoulder.

She smiled sadly at his tone, it would seem like that cheeky devil was jealous? Perhaps. But its hard to tell what goes on in his skull.

Cupid scoffs. "We know, Lockheart you don't need to say that every time. We know you hate him, we know you set his crotch on fire once. No need to remind us."

Y/n begins to laugh at the memory. "Cupid, its okay. Its actually making me feel a little better."

Other people probably thought that she was talking to herself, but she wasn't.

Lock crosses one leg over the other grumbling, and a puff of burning smoke came out of his non nose. "Shut it. I'm just saying he was garbage... Human waste."

The girl smiles that the duo and entered the store, grabbing a basket and gunning it for the snack isle.

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She waits at the checkout, distracted by her thoughts, when the cashier began to speak.

"That'll be 35.98$ please doll."

"Doll?" She questions snapping out of her mini flashback.

The man nodded, running a hand through his blonde hair. "Yes doll. Because of your pretty little figure, and refined face.~"

Suddenly your right shoulder began to burn slightly. And then in the blink of an eye, Lockheart stood in front of you. "Do we have a problem bucko?"

The mans jaw fell loose and he quickly shook his head. "N-nah not at all. Heh heh."

The heat radiating of Locks body began to sizzle and cool down only a few degrees. "Good." He snaps tossing the money on the counter, then taking your hand and bags.

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"Lock what was that about?" She asks, still flustered about the whole mess.

He held her hand tighter. "Nothing. Don't question it."

She felt his tail wrap around her lower back, making her cheeks burn brighter.

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As soon as they both got home, she began to feel like her old self, she'd hug the devil randomly, making his face turn a new shade of red that was becoming her favorite color.

He didn't object, he simply let her hug his small waist. And on the inside he loved it.

As of now, they both sat on her couch, his arm around her shoulder, sharp heels propped up on the coffee table.

She snuggled into his warm toasty embrace.

"You seem to be feeling better." He says, looking at her from the corner of his eye.

She smiles. "I am actually. You were right, he was a turd. I don't need him to be happy, I've got you and Cupid."

The horned skele rolled his eyes at Cupids name and simply brought her closer.

It was now that she had noticed a medium sized box under his legs.

"Hey, lock what is that?"

"Hmm? Oh nothing. Just a little something that me and Cupid found in Hallows attic."

She eyes him strangely, not knowing who Hallow was, she grabbed the box anyway. It had holes in the top of the lid.

She slowly opened the box, only to have a black furred cat jump in her lap, petting itself against her.

She beamed and hugged the feline. "Aww! Lockheart! I love her!"

He smiles, which was rare. "I'm glad, she was a stray. But we've been feeding her."

Y/n kisses his broken hearted cheek then hugs the cat even more.

Lock was stunned for moment then blushed looking away, like the hot head he was.

Cupid watched them both from the kitchen, wings fluttering uncontrollably while he fanboyed, trying not to squeal.

End? Sorry if its not what you wanted hun! Cupid is so my spirit animal/monster. XD

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