A.N.
There's your swimsuit, and now I shall casually blep.
Y/N's P.O.V.
"Alright. Swimsuit check." I grin brightly.
Suddenly my bag starts vibrating. I dig through my bag a little before pulling out my phone and seeing the caller ID, Isa... I bite my lower lip, I love talking with Isa, but after our conversation the other night... I... I don't know... Everyone keeps asking what makes me happy, but I don't really know. I take a deep breath and pick up the phone.
"Hello?" I murmur sleepily rubbing my eyes.
"Hey." Isamu's voice is husky with sleep and goosebumps immediately run across my skin.
"U-Uh... Why're you calling I-Isamu?" I bite my lower lip.
"I wanted to ask if you want to visit tomorrow..." Isamu pauses a moment. "A-And maybe go on a date?"
"A date?" I repeat, almost too loudly.
"I-uh... I mean... It doesn't have to be a date if you don't want it to be?" Isamu stutters.
I smile brightly as a huge blush comes across my face, a date? He wants to go on a date with me? No one ever asked me on a date before... I stare at my bag for a moment, if I go on a date with him, will I be late for work? Why do I care?
"U-Uh... Yeah, sure, a date." I chuckle nervously. "I'll come over as soon as I finish my homework tomorrow."
Time Skip~
I cross my arms and puff out my cheeks. I only got a tiny little scratch and now Landon won't let me move from my spot until he finds the first aid kit, even though I don't even really need much for the stupid little cut. Chica looks over at me, then plops down on the towel right in front of me with a huge grin.
"How's that little cut?" She asks brightly.
"Oh, it's fine, it's just bleeding a lot..." I chew on the inside of my cheek.
"Can I see?" Chica holds out a hand innocently.
"Yeah... Sure." I hold out my hand so she can see the cut on my palm.
"What the heck did you grab?!" She asks in a panic.
"I forgot about Foxy's stupid hook, and when I tried grabbing his hand that happened. It's not... a big deal..." I trail off when I see the way Chica's staring at the cut. "Uh... Chica?"
"Hm?" Chica looks up at me quickly.
"Are you okay?" I tilt my head.
"Y-Yeah fine, just worried about you... It doesn't look like no big deal..." She murmurs.
"You want to lick the blood, don't you?" I spread my fingers. "You can if you want, Landon does it sometimes too."
"W-What?!" Chica lets go of my hand. "No, I do not want to lick the blood!"
"Really? With the way you were looking at it, I really thought you wanted to."
"That's so weird, why would I want to lick it?!" Chica asks in disbelief.
"Well, Landon likes the taste of my blood, he usually tries not to, but occasionally he licks the blood from my wounds..." I look down at my hand. "Is it that weird?"
"Yes, yes it is!" Chica looks away from me.
I chuckle lightly. "Okay, then."
Suddenly Landon plops down on the towel right behind me and he grabs my wrist, staring at the blood for a moment, then he sighs.
"I couldn't find any First Aid Kit..." Landon mutters. "Oh well, your blood always tastes nice anyway, not as nice as Greyson's... But nice."
Chica's P.O.V.
I glance over at Y/N again, my face burning, but when I do, I see her sitting there with a completely calm look on her face while Landon licks the blood from her palm. My eyes go wide, she wasn't kidding, Landon looks like he's really enjoying the taste of her blood. Quickly, I get up and make my way over to where the boys were just chilling by the water.
"Foxy? Does..." I meet Foxy's golden eyes for a moment. "Can I talk to you for a moment?"
"Uh... Yeah?" Foxy tilts his head making his way over to me.
"If you were to lick Y/N's hand would it make Y/N feel good?" I ask, biting my lower lip.
Foxy's eyes soften a little. "You seriously need to grow up, you're way too innocent. But... Yeah, it probably would... Why?"
"I-I'm starting to think that Y/N and Landon are a thing..." I look down. "She said that Landon likes to lick the blood from her wounds and stuff, a-and he's doing it right now, and..."
I bite my lower lip if it feels good to Y/N, and Landon is doing it, then he must know that it feels good to her.
Foxy glances down at me, then pats my head playfully, a huge grin on his face.
"Don't think about it too much. You'll drive yourself crazy if you do." Foxy lets out a sigh. "It does cast some suspicion on what they're relationship is, but right now, don't worry about it."
"Yeah, but what if they are in a relationship?" I tilt my head.
"Then, Y/N must be top seeing as Landon had to take a day off last time. "Foxy murmurs under his breath.
I furrow my brow. "Top? What does that mean?"
"Don't worry about it." Foxy pulls me into a tight hug. "It's not a big deal at all..."
Except, the way Foxy trails off tells me that it is a big deal to him, and the way I can sense him glaring at Landon from over my shoulder tells me it's seriously bothering him now. Bonnie walks towards us, then follows Foxy's gaze and Bonnie's eyes narrow.
"That doesn't look very sibling-like..." Bonnie murmurs lightly.
"What?" Freddy looks over at Y/N and Landon too and he lets out a low growl.
Landon had finished licking at the wound and is now wrapping Y/N's hand with bandages from Y/N's bag, but the way he holds her hand and gently wraps the bandages around her hand makes them look like a couple.
"What are you looking at?!" Landon yells at us
"Uhhhhh." Everyone quickly turns around.
Well, everyone, but me, Foxy had let go of me to turn around leaving me awkwardly looking at a scowling Landon.
"Are you guys a couple?" I ask nervously.
Suddenly Landon and Y/N start laughing really hard, then Landon makes his way towards us and pokes me in the forehead.
"I have a boyfriend, you idiot." Landon says with a completely serious face.
"YOU WHAAAAAAA-"
A.N.
*snazzy guitar* TO BE CONTINUED
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