Hold Still GXReader

Sleep Over at Christy's

"You ok?"

I hummed looking up from the slice of pizza I held in my hands.

"Oh my gosh (Y/n), I already told you, no one was following us." I knew she was frowning at me, so I looked down sheepishly.

"I know it looks like I'm just paranoid Chris but I just can't shake the feeling." I told her for about the fifth time.

"That's it, I'm giving you a mini spa
You need to relax." She told me getting to her feet. I ate the rest of my slice while she grabbed a few things and sat in front of me. I knew the drill, don't move and don't speak, just relax.

She brushed through my hair and tied it up in a bun before putting a mask on my face. I didn't really like face masks all that much. But they did help, if they were the right kind. But of course, Christy always got the right kind, so I sat still until it was time to peel it off, I enjoyed that part.

She also put on some music, which always relaxed me. It was something I could still enjoy normally.

"Alright, So how have you been?" She asked as I leaned back against her couch.

"Good." I shrugged not really knowing how else to respond.

"You didn't tell me you had a caller." I could hear the smirk on her face and gave her a perplexed look.

"What are you talking about?" I asked making her laugh.

"Oh come on (N/n)! Don't tell me you didn't notice that skeleton from the bar, he totally decked that guy in the face just for touching your hand!" I blinked in surprise.

"Is that what happened?" I asked making her snicker.

"Yup."

I frowned softly.

"Actually he probably punched him because that guy was about to try and kiss me."

I heard a gasp before the cracking of knuckles.

"I can track him down if you want me to." Christy offered, I smiled a little.

"Thanks Chris, But there's no need, no harm done."

I could tell she was looking at me skeptically, so I cleared my throat in an attempt to change the subject. I didn't want to think about that guy, not right now, I wasn't scared of him.

G's P.O.V

I ground my teeth together as I walked all the way back to (Y/n)'s house. I would have teleported, but I found that I enjoyed the walk, I needed it. It kept me from going insane as I teleported inside her house and tried to relax on her couch.

One of the cushions off to the side sagged from use, it should have comforted me. The couch was comfortable, it reminded me of that little couch back in the under ground.

But I still found myself fidgeting and moving around too often. Toriel would have my hide if anything happened to (Y/n) and I didn't want her scolding me for half an hour before punishing me.

She wasn't even my mom, but she sure as h*** acted like she was. My mind flashed back to the bar as my fingers tapped against the arm of the couch.

I remembered the son of a b**** leaning in to kiss (Y/n). He would have kissed her cheek, the same one I'd kissed a few days ago. I remembered his eye lids were drooped, he was obviously wasted.

My eye burned in anger, I only lost my train of thought when I heard the snap of wood and blinked as I looked at the now splintered couch arm that I'd clenched too hard.

"Oops." I mumbled letting go, but it was absolutely crushed, there was no fixing it.

"I'll replace that." I murmured before getting to my feet. When did (Y/n) get off work? Would she even come home? Was she in trouble?

I clicked my teeth in annoyance as I started pacing back and forth.

Before I knew it, it was hours past midnight and (Y/n) still hadn't come home.

I stared at the door blankly. My soul was beating like a human heart about to explode.

Looking for her was a good idea, or was it? What if I couldn't find her? I wasn't the best tracker and she could be perfectly fine with me worried over nothing.

But what if it wasn't nothing?
I thought about when I'd seen her walk into her apartment dressed in her uniform. I had to convince Grilby to give her a job, or some place else. She'd get hurt where she was now.

After realizing that I'd gotten lost in thought again, I shook my head. I sat down before standing up again, I couldn't sit still, that is until I heard the lock jiggle and the door open.

Light poured into the living room as the familiar figure stood in the door before pausing.

"G? What are you doing here?"