"So......" f/n started, "what type did the old dude use to make you."
I stared at f/n from the sudden and weird question.
Huffing as I glanced over to the t.v., drama and stuff again every afternoon, huh?
"Tell me it's human bones." I shot up from the sudden conclusion coming from f/n's mouth.
Why am I even surprised? He's always the sociopathic one when we're together.
"No. It isn't bones if you theorized that." Paris declined.
Well thank god I wasn't actually kissing human bones.
"What~!? That's super boring!" Whining wouldn't help f/n's case in any way he can think of.
They chattered a bit with me feeling like a thirdwheel.
Screw you f/n. How come Paris gets to talk to you than me??
I wanna talk to him aswell!
"Someones looking jelous." I heard f/n tease.
Realising I had my arms crossed and had an annoyed expression to begin with.
"No, i'm not." I blurted out.
F/n giggled, before playfully hitting me in the shoulder.
"C'mon! Don't lie like a jackass!" He smirked.
I complied and said, "alright. I am jelous. But it didn't mean that i'm being needy for attention."
F/n laughed his ass off, whose the jackass now??
"Ok. Sorry! Sorry! Oh, crap! I need to go, see ya!" And with that f/n was gone.
Leaving his damn trash on the coffee table. This fucking jackass.
I sighed, knowing i'll have to clean that up at some point.
Paris stood up and made his way over the coffee table.
"Ah! No! No! I'll clean it myself!" I yelped.
He complied and cleaned it himself.
"A stressed person like you is cuter when sitting on a couch." He smirked.
I blushed, I don't even want to know if that was a flirt or a compliment over me.
Kill me now, damnit.
Where is this thing that's supposedly be after me???
"Paris," I called out.
Paris looked up with a hum over me.
"What's this thing that's after me again???" I asked.
"What thing?" He asked.
Ok, is he avoiding the question with a 'question'???
"The thing that's supposedly after me." I said.
"I never said something was after you y/n." He chuckled.
Ok now I feel dead from that answer.
"Then why are you here?" I blurted out. Oh shit!
"If you're able to defend yourself I can leave later. I'll have to meet up with Yumi to discuss a few things in matter." He said.
I quickly take my words back and told him he has to stay.
Wrong answer.
"Oh, alright. I'll see you tomorrow then." He said.
Because he's an asshole for all I care. He doesn't even do take backs!
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Paris x MALE!Reader (The Dummy's Dummy)
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