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Mugman x Reader - Untitled

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"Huh...Mugman's group is having a concert?" Y/N muttered as she looked at her friend, holding the flyer. Fiona nodded. "Yeah! I heard that over two thousand tickets in the first twenty four hours were sold when they were released! It's crazy! People must be really excited that they're back." She laughed, continuing to scroll on her laptop while laying on her stomach. It was clear that she was excited. After all, the members of the band were part of their little friend group before they eventually grew up, went to college and decided on their lives. Fiona chuckles, "Yeah and just yesterday, all the tickets got sold out."

Y/N raised a brow. "And let me guess, you got us both ticke—"

"I got us both tickets."

Y/N looked at Fiona with a playful 'really' expression plastered on her face. Fiona grinned, holding out the two gold colored tickets. Y/N slammed her hands onto her face. "And of course you got us VIP seats..." Fiona shrugged. "Yeah. I was gonna get us one of the very first row seats but people beat me to it." She sighed, "Oh well. Still VIP. Anyways, it's later by like, seven pm. We go home by three." Y/N choked on the water she was in the process of drinking. "Three?" Fiona nodded enthusiastically. "Yup! We are not sleeping tonight!" She exclaimed as she jumped off her bed. She skipped over to her room like closet as she grabbed Y/N by magic. "Woah!"

Fiona slammed the door open as the lights turned on. She grabs ahold of Y/N's wrist as she pulled her inside the closet. Fiona pushed the H/C haired girl to a cushioned seat with very fluffy—but fake—fur. She turns around. "So! What should you wear..?" She muttered, more to herself than Y/N as she rummages through her clothes. "Fiona I have—" She shushes her as she continued checking. She basically just got absorbed by the clothes as she looks for some for Y/N to wear.

Clothes were thrown to Y/N's face as she inspects. "How the hell do you still have this?!" She exclaimed as she examined it. "I asked you to throw this months ago!" Fiona shrugged as she was now rummaging for her clothes. "Well, it seemed like a waste to throw it. Plus, it was remembrance for your relationship with Mugman." It was in perfect condition. The clothes, definitely not the relationship. Her OOTN, (outift of the night) consisted of a light brown longsleeve shirt with dark brown designs of tiny coffee mugs with a white colored skirt. Paired with a denim vest. "You're wearing my boots with that. Knee high." Fiona stated as she hung her outfit. She picked up Y/N's outfit by magic as she hung these too. "Alright. Since it's almost five, let's go get a coffee, come back here, get ready and change, then we head to the concert. Game?"

Y/N shrugged as she stood up. "Alright let's go." She grabbed her purse as she and Fiona head out.

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As the two continued chatting, with Fiona ranring on how horrible her new neighbours are, Y/N couldn't help but space out.

"So..uh..." He cleared his throat, "Uh this is uhm...very awkward, huh?" He rubbed the back of his neck as Y/N giggled. "Yeah...it is.." Mugman took a deep breath. "Okay I'll get this straight. I'm not."

Retake.

"Okay I'll get this straight... I know this is awkward cause we only ever treated each other as friends but..." He laughed nervously, looking down as his face was as blue as the ocean that I seriously hate I HATE deep water I have bathophobia dammit—

Y/N smiled. "Yeah.. But uhm.." She laughs. "Okay let's make this easier; let's act as if we were just hanging out same as before. Hm? I mean, it's definitely hard to do that, not to deny. But, y'know? It's worth a shot." Mugman smiled. "Yeah...let's."