You're Awfully Rude(Paris x Reader)

!Special Fluff Extra!

*Sobs in if Paris isn't featured again in the next update Imma finna end my chucky cheese premium subscription*

*Sobs in what if Paris was in Area 51?*

*Sobs in Ok imma write something to fill the void in my heart, so if Paris isn't featured in the next update at least you get to have fluff*

*Sobs in I should write angst sometime because I'm not good at that and I should definitely practice*

*Sobs in it's just Paris and Y/N chillin' in her apartment*

>o<

"My word, was your house always this filthy and unruly?" Paris commented as I swung open my apartment door.

"Ok, first off. Owie. Second..," I twirled around in my room and landed on my couch with grace, aka I probably could've broke my neck if I missed the couch and scare my dear Paris to death, "my house is perfect!"

"There's a shirt in your sink."

"Minor issue."

Paris scrunched up his face in, what I assume, was disgust. I laughed, beckoning him over to lie next to me on the couch. He strolled over and sat, his back leaning against one of the arm rest and his legs crossed. I, on the other hand, was leaning on the other armrest, my feet resting on his lap. We sat in silence for a while, staring at nothing in particular.

"Yo, ever wondered what is up with foot fetishes lmaaaaaao." I broke the silence awkwardly. Paris raised an eyebrow, giving me a look of confusion. I waved my hand dismissively and muttered a "Never mind" before returning back to being quiet.

"You should kick that awful habit of yours." Paris suddenly said, I looked up at him. This time, I was confused. He sighed, placing his cold hands on my knees to stop them from bouncing. "You keep jumping and bouncing your legs no matter where you are."

I shrugged, biting my lip in mild embarrassment. "I can't control it."

"Or can you?" Paris replied bluntly.

"Can I?" I feigned astonishment, he rolled his eyes at my act. I giggled, removing my legs from his lap and crossing my legs. "I just can't stop moving, my parents lost count of the number of times I've went missing in the mall. All because I wanted to run inside ToysRUs and jump inside the nearest cage thing with wheels that had the softest toys."

"You must have been a major bother." He noted.

"Guess so." I shrugged again.

We fall back into silence. Then Paris spoke again. "Is that why you live alone?"

I winced, trying to hint that I didn't exactly want to talk about it. But Paris being Paris kept staring at me with the intention of wanting to pry the info out of me. Maybe he just wanted to know more about me.

I thought for a minute. Why did I live alone?

"I- Well- No not really, Iris and Lily live alone too. Kinda. Their parents are barely home so it feels like they live alone." I didn't notice I was subconsciously avoiding his question until he cleared his throat. "Oh, uh, I live alone because..."

Jesus Christ, I felt like a middle schooler doing a presentation again.

"Because my parents packed my bags and said 'Aight (Y/N), you on your own now.' or maybe I was like 'Aight, imma head out.'" I mumbled, my answers were too vague. Not to mention you could tell it was bullshit from a mile away.

Paris narrowed his eyes at me, slowly getting onto his knees and shifting his body towards me. Instinctively I started hugging my knees and formed the shape of an egg. "I am egg." I said before he could get any closer.

"No you are (Y/N)." Paris replied, his lips curling slightly. Was he playing into my joke on purpose?

"Too bad, (Y/N) doesn't exist anymore. You are dating egg." I stuck my tongue out. Paris recoiled, the couch sunk slightly as he sat back down to his original position.

"Dating?" He asked as the color rose into his face.

"Are-Are we not? Did I miss something?" I released my knees and sat up.

Paris pursed his lips, bringing his hand to his chin. Mother fracking Thinking Face is back. So epic smh. "I...suppose so? It just feels..."

"Morally wrong that a fleshy boi is doing the big smooch to Man Of Wood." I finished.

Paris' mouth fell open, he looked annoyed? No, even more confused. "That's one way to put it."

"Ey, but here's the tea." I scooted closer to Paris and laid my head on his lap. "If you're alive and shit, doesn't that mean this is ok? Because like, being in love with some inanimate is weird and stuff like that one guy who married Hatsune Mike."

"Who?"

"Let me finish," I shushed, "So you have opinions and stuff, which means you could say no so that's like ok-"

I didn't notice Paris was leaning in closer to my face as I talked, honestly I was too busy staring at my feet the whole time. So, when he suddenly got near enough for me to feel his nose brush against my chin, my mouth slowly shut closed.

And then he kissed me.

It was a soft one, not forceful at all and he was giving me the chance to pull away. I didn't though, I lifted my head closer into the kiss, smiling into it. How long has it even been since we've kissed anyways?

I sighed, dropping my head back onto his lap as he pulled away. He smiled softly down at me. "You need to learn to stop talking sometimes."

"Oi, Par ee, we were having a moment." I whined. He laughed and cupped my cheeks, I stared back at him. "It's ironic how we went from hating each other to liking each."

"Oh, I still do hate you." Paris deadpanned.

"Bruh." I blinked slowly.

"I'm only kidding, you know?" The side of his lips curled up in amusement as I rolled my eyes, cracking up.

"Who are you and what did you do with Paris?" I crossed my arms, he broke into laughter. Actual laughter, and for the first time in a long time, I actually felt my face heat up.

Now mind you, whenever I was flustered, my face barely turned a shade of red. Just a tinge of pink. But hooooey, I thought my heart had decided to pump all the blood right into my head. I even started sweating.

"You still haven't answered my question though," Paris took a deep breath, calming down from his laughter, "why do you live alone?"

"No idea, but my bed would be a lot warmer if you moved in with me." I joked, but a small part of me was hoping he'd actually consider it.

"Unfortunately, as of now, I'll be living with Yumi." Paris, to my surprise, did actually take it seriously, "but when my work is done...maybe I could?"

"Awesome! Dude, I hope we never part!" I hugged him, he patted me gently and placed his feet back onto the ground.

"Right, but first, can we please clean up your house? The shirt in the sink is starting to bother me."

"Right." I rolled off the couch. 

>o<

Fingers crossed! Let's hope Paris is appearing in the update :)