One-Shots

4. Oopsy-daisy

Hey guys, here's another One-Shot. At first I thought of it as FanFic about me and Pewdiepie but as the story went on I decided it could also be an Open Character. So be free to imagine yourself in this story. ;)

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When I woke up from my alarm I found two familiar blue eyes staring down at me. It was creepy but comforting at the same time. "Poods, why you always do that when I wake up?"

I snuggled in his t-shirt clad chest. "I don't always do that when you wake up. You wake up when I'm staring at you while you sleep. And I do that because I think you pretty when you sleep."

"Hmpf, don't be ridiculous." I felt his chest shudder of laughter. He moved his chest away from me, so my head fell back on one of the pillows. He propped his head up on his elbow and looked down at me, deep into my eyes. "I'm not."

His eyes spoke volumes, he was telling the truth. I reached up and kissed his soft lips. Before we could turn it into some hot passionate kiss I pulled back. "I love you, but I have to go now."

"I love you too babe." He gave me a small kiss on my lips agains and one on my forehead. I always liked it when he did that. I got up from the bed and walked to large door at the left side of the room. When I opened them I left Pewdiepie's presence right behind me. Together we walked into the walk-in closet.

Suddenly Pewdiepie threw something at me, it fell over my head and covered my eyes. "You should wear that." It was his large sweater he loved so much. And since it really cold outside I don't mind wearing a too big sweater but his favorite sweater? "But Poods, this is your favorite, are you sure you want me to wear it."

He walked up to me, pulled me into his arms with my back against his now bare chest. "Yes, I'm positive it will look awesome on you." Since his arms were already crossed over my stomach he only had to grab the fabric to pull my pajama-top over my head. I blushed heavily since I wasn't wearing a bra and so now fully bare-chested. I grabbed a white silk and lace bra and put it on. After that I slid on a white tank top and Pewdiepie's favorite sweater.

It was so big and cozy that I snuggled into it. It smelled like him too and that's just the best part. I changed my pajama shorts to a faded blue skinny jeans, combat boots to pair with it and braided my hair in a loose braid. "Am I okay to go?" I asked as I turned back to Pewdiepie who was now completely dressed too.

"Okay? You ask if you look... OKAY?! You look absolutely stunning, beautiful, gorgeous. No word is got enough for how good you look." He pulled me in a tight hug again, kissed my lips intensely.

I mumbled against his lips. "Poods, I'll be late for my exam." He pulled away and sighed. "You're right. Are you nervous?"

"How can I be nervous when I'm wearing your sweater?" I smiled and turned around to go back to our room and then down the stairs. I grabbed a cinnamontoast before leaving for school.

Five hours, two exams, later I returned to the bus stop in front of the school where Pewdiepie wanted to pick me up from school. Since he wasn't there yet I got my iPhone out of my back pocket and played some games. Most of them I rage quitted after two or three tries. I am so bad at rage games.

A car stopped in front of me and hooted the horn. I looked up from the screen of my iPhone and saw my dear Pewdiepie behind the steering wheel. As I got up from the bench I was sitting on I heard Pewdiepie clear his throat. "Uhm, babe. Did you see that sign behind you?"

I didn't know what he was talking about so I turned around. "Huh, what sign? - O, that sign." I facepalmed myself really hard. That's when it hit me, I was wearing HIS favorite sweater, I ruined HIS favorite sweater. If it was mine I wouldn't really care, I have tons of clothes but this, right now...

"O shit." I was so embarrassed right now. If I could sink into the pavement until every last bit of my head was underneath it an I could just pretend I didn't exist anymore, I would. But I can't so I shan't.

I turned back to Pewdiepie but I kept staring at my feet. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking were I was sitting. I am so freaking sorry."

"Just get in the car, we'll talk about this at home." I did as he told me, taking my walk of shame as intense as I could. I got into the passenger seat, pulled my knees up to my chest and hugged them tight. The ride home was only ten minutes but they felt like ten endless hours.

Pewdiepie got inside after me and when I put my bag on the ground he slammed the front door closed so hard the glass almost shattered. It made me do a jump-scare. He walked to the kitchen with his arms crossed and a brooding look on his face. "Poods, I already said I was sorry."

He sat down at the kitchen table and I sat down opposite of him. "Yeah, but sometimes you're just really stupid." I put my face in my hands to stop the tears from falling. "What do you want me to do?"

"You can't do anything about this, unless you can travel in time and undo your stupidness." I couldn't stop the tears anymore, I looked into Pewdiepie eyes through the hot tears burning in my eyes, streaming down my cheeks.

"Okay, I may be stupid, I totally ruined your favorite sweater and I'm deeply sorry but you let me wear it so don't blame it all on me." With that I got up and walked to our shared bedroom and sank down to the floor with my back against the bathroom door. Letting the tears fall freely.

Five minutes later Pewdiepie walked into the room with two mugs in his hands. "You're right, I had my own fault in this too. I love you and I shouldn't be mad at you because of something like this. Are we okay now?"

He sat down on the bed, I stood up and sat down next to him. "Yeah, we're okay. I love you too." He handed me the purple mug and kept the blue one for himself. It contained hot chocolate milk with cream and tiny marshmallows.

I took a large sip and kissed his cheek. "Thank you." And then I started giggling, because he had a chocolate milk kiss on his cheek. He looked at me and chuckled. "You're welcome, but you know you have a chocolate milk mustache, do you?"

"I figured, since you have a chocolate kiss on your cheek." He used his left hand to wipe it away and the other hand to take my mug away. I whimpered for a second because I really wanted to finish it but as I noticed the color change in his eyes I knew why he did it and I stopped resisting him and fully obeyed everything he wanted to do to me.

And so everything ended well.

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And we got to the end of this story? Didn't want it to end? Too bad. Maybe I'll do another PewdiepiexOC or a ship with another YT'er. ;)

We'll see how it goes.

Some comments about anything would be awesome, you know. :)

Anyway. Thanks for reading so far.

Beebee out. *brofiisstt*