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Confess (TPN Ray X Reader X Norman)

Word Count: 4176

(A/N: THEY ARE AGED UP (I'm not writing smut right now, don't worry) BECAUSE I CAN NOT WRITE ABOUT ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS BETWEEN 11/12-YEAR-OLDS. THANK YOU.)

(Requested by: NOIRIISM- )

"Ray? Can you reach the book on the top shelf for me?" Y/N called out, pointing to the blue-coloured spine that stuck out from the other books.

"Why? You've got legs, climb for it yourself." Ray retorts, sitting at the table a few feet away. He looked over the top of his book to see her irritated glare his way.

Y/N grumbled, crossed arms over her chest, "I can't believe you, all that height and you only use it to tease me."

Ray rolled his eyes, drifting back to the book in hi hands.

It was always Emma, Norman, Ray and Y/N. For the past 16 years, they've stuck together. It got a bit annoying at times when Y/N and Ray would butt heads, or when Norman and Emma took one of their sides. But they wouldn't have it any other way.

Ray looked up from his book at the sound of wood creaking. He saw Y/N placing one of the short wooden stools in front of the shelf  standing on it reaching up for the blue-cover book. As her skirt swayed at her legs, Ray shook his head at her futile attempts.

He put his book down on the table and stood up. "You moron, I'll get it." He grunts, making his way over.

But a head of silver hair gets there before him.

Norman slips the book out from the shelf, smiling as Y/N's eyes followed it and stared at his. "Here you go, Y/N." Norman chimed, hand on his hip.

Y/N engulfed him in a hug, arms around his neck as she held the book. She giggled back, "Thanks, Norman. At least you're a gentleman."

She glares at the dairk-haired boy a few feet away, staring at them. But Ray scoffs, looking away, "Anyone is a gentleman to you. Even Phil is."

Norman smiles as Y/N jumps down from the stool, pulling it back to its place. She places a hand on her hip and replies, "As a matter of a fact, Phil is a gentleman. You could learn a thing or two from the six-year-old."

As if on cue, the door swings open and  in rushes Emma with Phil and Jemima chasing behind her. The orange-haired girl laughs out, "There she is! Phil, go get her!"

As Jemima jumped on top of Emma's back, Phil ran up to Y/N and tugged her hand down so she would be hunched over. He giggled out, "Emma said we would race to the tree Ray sits under outside!"

Y/N tilts her head, picking up Phil and putting him on her back. "Oh? So you wanna' beat Emma and Jemima this time?" She said, giving Emma a playful smirk.

Emma pointed at her, other hand holding the girl on her back as she retorts, "You up for a good run, Y/N? It won't be so easy!"

As her and Jemima exited the room to the 'starting line', Y/N held the book in her spare hand, Phil's arms around her shoulders. She looks over to Ray by the table and quickly sets the blue book in his palms.

"I'm reading this to Alecia and Jemima before bed. Can you give it to me after?" She asked Ray, offering a small grin.

Ray tilted his head, glancing at the cover of the book for a moment before nodding his head. "Fine."

"Thanks." She said, walking towards the door with Phil on her back, "I'll talk to you later. See ya', Ray, Norman."

As the silver-haired boy waved at her, Ray set the blue book on the table, sitting down where he was before and resuming his page from his own book. Norman looked over to him, the door shutting closed and the distant laughing of Y/N and Phil following Emma and Jemima's.