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Cuphead x Reader - Cheats

So yeah uhm don't mind Fiona's role in this story cause I made a new rule for myself sksksksksksks—

You sat in a coffee shop alone, waiting for anything to happen. You sip slowly on your hot drink, spectating the situations happening all around you. One kid hid under a table in fear, another with a shit eating grin, a man was shivering in fear, probably nervous for a date, two people were enjoying themselves, a bunch of teenagers screamed and howled with laughter in the distance, most were on their gadgets, a girl, probably no more than thirteen, was drawing while sipping coffee, a waiter almost spilled the contents of his tray and— "H-hey uhm, is this seat free?"

You jolt slightly. You stare at the man standing in front of you for a few seconds. "O-oh! Of course! Go ahead!" You exclaimed as he laughed and sat. "Sorry. Did I uhm, disturb..anything?" You shook your head quickly, "O-oh no! Not at all!" You smiled sheepishly as the man chuckled. "Cuphead. Your name?" Your smile widened. "Y/N! Y/N L/N! Nice to meet you!" You were a little jumpy today, for some reason. Cuphead sat in the chair in front of you as you both looked  in the opposite directions.

"So... uhm..." He started, clearing his throat as you look at him, raising a brow. "Uhm.. Beautiful...day, isn't it?" He smiled sheepishly as you giggle. "Yes. Yes, it is. So you're waiting for anyone?" He nodded. "Yeah I'm supposed to meet my brother here today. He just got home from schooling abroad. You?" You shrug. "Not really. I just wanted to hang somewhere." That was a lie. You were looking for someone to be with. Maybe a new date for this year. And you think you just found someone to start with...

He nodded as you both just enjoyed each other's companies. The smell of coffee and pastries filled the cafè, the murmurs of the people turning into white background noise as you could only hear Cuphead's sips and your own. You would both occasionally catch each other glancing, making eye contact every once in a while, sending a small smile everytime.

Yup.

You liked this guy.

—

Your journey of getting close to Cuphead felt like a montage. Texting, visiting each other, going on small friend dates, buying each other food, going on small strolls, celebrating each other's victories, both big and small, and, many, many more.

And with each passing second with him... You fall for him deeper and deeper.

Cuphead. You can't... You just can't imagine that... You'd end up with a man you just met in a coffee shop. By accident. When you wanted to be with someone... Was this what they called faith? What they called falling in love? Without having to rush things?

The soft feeling of butterflies in your stomach?

The feeling of emptiness without them?

The beating of your heart whenever he was with you?

That— "Hey, Penguin, you okay?" Cuphead said, tapping your forehead as he leaned over the round table. "H-huh? Y-yeah, sorry." You smiled sheepishly as he laughs and shakes his head, leaning back on his chair as he looks around, his bloodshot red eyes darting around calmly. You sigh as you look at the half finished drink held in your hands. Were you gonna tell him? But what if you did? What if you didn't? Would it make any difference?

...

"It's better like this, Y/N..." You mutter to yourself as you look up to Cuphead using his phone, typing, as his face was... Neutral. Even looking...kind of mad. "Hey." You say. He didn't respond. "Hey, Cup." Your voice loudened slightly. "Cups. Cups. Cuppy." No response. Huh... He didn't react. Weird. He hated that nickname. "Cuphead." He still didn't take notice of you. "Cuphead..!" Still not. "Cuphead!"