Animal Crossing x Reader Imagines 😍😍😍

Kyle

Imagine meeting an old friend at the bar🥺

The room was deserted.

Other than Barold, who was passed out on a barstool a few seats away from you, there was no one else around.

As you take a lengthy drink from your cup, someone walks into The Roost. You look up to see Kyle, a smile bright on his face as he meets your eye.

"Y/N?" He asks as he approaches you. "What are you doing here?"

You lift your cup. "I'm getting drunk." 

"Well, I came here to do the same thing," he says with a soft chuckle. "Mind if I join you?"

Before you can reply, he sits down on the stool next to you and signals for the bartender, Brewster. You eye the wolf bitterly as he makes himself comfortable...a little too close for comfort. Well, at least Barold was no longer in sight.

After receiving his drink, Kyle turns to face you. "So, Y/N. Why are you getting wasted on a Thursday afternoon?"

You grimace as your head begins to ache, but you smile at him anyways.

"I'm waitin' for K.K. Slider." You slur.  "I need to pirate his songs to pay off my debt."

At this, Kyle removes your half empty mug of vacation juice and places it on the other side of him. He shoots you a worried expression as you narrow your eyes. 

"Maybe you've had too much to drink." He suggests, and he proceeds to dump your drink into his own. How unsanitary. At your puzzled expression, he says,"K.K Slider only comes on Saturdays."

At this relevation, you blink. 

"What day is it?"

"Thursday...? I thought we had already mentioned this."

"Damn." You mumble. How long had you been here? "Then why are you here."

Kyle avoids your gaze as he takes a small sip from his beverage. Once done, he tells the counter, "I'm here to numb the pain of my broken heart."

Oh, yikes. 

You had to leave. You hadn't come here to hear anybody's sob story; you had come here for a good time.

As you begin to shift in your stool, Kyle sighs. 

"You see, I'm in love with someone." He says, and this piques your curiosity. At your questioning stare, he smiles and shrugs. "I just don't think they feel the same way."

Typical. You quickly lose interest in this mediocre gossip. 

"Okay." Is all you say, before resting your head on your palm. 

Unaware of your boredom, Kyle continues in a tender voice. "They're so amazing, though. I just...I just want to tell them how I feel, even if they never speak to me again because of it."

"I don't care." You reply, before whistling at the bartender. "Ayo, Brewster! Give me another one of them Vacation Juice Bs."

"They're everything I ever dreamed about." Kyle sighs from beside you. From the corner of your eye, you can see him watching you intensely. "Stunning, brilliant, brave, and just...incredible. Everytime I see them, I get this weird feeling in my-"

At this, you groan.

"I don't wanna hear about your hormonal reactions, Kyle." You spit at him, just as a cup overflowing with a clear liquid is sat in front of you. You direct your scowl at the pigeon behind the counter next.
"Brewster, what the fuck is this?"