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Masky x Reader~ Finding the Real You Ch. 2

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(Reader’s P.O.V.)

The fork sunk into the cheesey goodness as I brought it up for a bite. We sat there for a couple minutes just talking about nothing. Little conversations about weather and our interests. We were both looking around nervously avoiding the others gaze. It was actually kind of cute.

We would babble on about things no one cares about. This went on for a while until I turned on the T.V. It played for a couple hours, and we sat in each others’ arm as our eyes were glued to the screen. I felt to safe and perfect in his arms. It made me feel so wanted in the world. I smiled subconsciously to myself as I gazed at the moving picture box.

Unbenounced to me, he was staring at me. But, his gaze was loving and full of admiration. I turned to him and felt my cheeks heat up. I looked away from his icy blue gaze.

“You have no idea how beautiful you are.” He whispered, his voice just loud enough for me to barely catch.

My cheeks burned a glorious shade of red and I grinned like an idiot.

“W-w-well, I-I t-think that’s a bit e-exaggerated.” I stuttered intelligently under his affectionate eyes.

“Nonsense,” he countered as he reached out for my hands and held them gently, “even the most beautiful of flowers could take lessons from you.”

‘Oh, jesus. What a poet. What a handsome poet.’ I thought, looking everywhere but at him.

I still smiled like it was my job. Then he reached out a hand and tilted my chin up slightly. My jaw trembled a little, as I prepared for what I thought he was going to do. Is… is he going to kiss me?!?! Literally all I know about him is that he’s a film student named Tim that likes cheesecake as much as me.

My heart beat so fast it blasted in my eardrums so loud I thought he could hear it.

He closed the space between us as I closed my eyes. What he did not only surprised me but made my heart flutter more. He kissed my nose. He kissed my nose with his soft pink lips. Oh my god. He’s driving me freaking crazy.

I sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to get over myself with his romanticness. It’s so intoxicating. It’s so… wonderful. It makes me feel needed in the world. And I’m beginning to grow fond of this overwhelming feeling.

My head lay against his chest as I let out a loud sigh. He chuckled a little and brought up a bite of cheesecake from his fork to my lips. I blushed even more. Is he serious? This counts as involuntary kiss! I’m taking this chance while I freaking can!

Letting out a shaky breath I chomped off the piece of creamy goodness from the metal prongs. It tasted like heaven as it melted in my mouth. I swallowed and giggled like an idiot as I held out a piece from my fork to him. He followed suit and chomped of a bite as well. We both laughed for a little bit together. It was such sweet harmony. And I… I could get used to this.

I snuggled into his chest more as (favorite comedy) flickered on the picture box. I gasped and almost sprung out of the couch with wide eyes.

“This is my favorite movie!” I yelled a little.

He just chuckled and threw an arm around me.

“I know.” He said sort of smugly, I could practically hear the smirk dripping from his voice.

“You know?” I said as the opening rolled, “How? I never mentioned it before.”

“Uhhh… I uhh… I… I read your blog… Obviously.” He stuttered adorably.

“I don’t have a blog.” I smiled at him, this just made him more nervous.

“Oh… uhm… did I say that? I meant… internet… I meant internet.”

“Yeah, sure.” I said sarcastically.

“It’s true!” He smirked shipley.

“Tell me the truth.” I stated simply.

“Are you sure you want to know?”

“Yes.”

He took a deep breath in and I think he was thinking.

(Masky’ P.O.V.)

Is it the right time to tell her I’ve been stalking her?!? What if she doesn’t like me anymore. I don’t think I could handle that. She has to like me. She just has to.

My eyebrows furrowed slightly as I battled with myself. I feel like I should at least tell her. I mean, she should have the right to at least know. And even if she doesn’t exactly agree with it I’ll probably still do it. Even so, she may not return my affections anymore. And I was just getting used to this new lovey dovey stuff.

Grrrr…

“I uhmmm...” my voice cracked a little, “I sort of… secretly... keep a watchful gaze on you.” I said the last part a little quickly, but slow enough for her to understand.  

“So...” She started out.

I stayed silent until she finished her sentence.

“... You stalk me..?”

“Hehe… yeah.” I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly.

She just kind of sat there, no longer talking. She snuggled into the crook of my arm more. And it surprised me.

“You… You aren’t angry with me?” I asked, curiosity dripping from my voice as I gazed upon her beautiful features in disbelief.

“No, just don’t be all secretive about it anymore. And… actually hang out with me. Okay?”

“Sure.” I was so happy she wasn’t angry.

“Your cute.” She giggled adorably and hugged me closer to herself.

I smiled like an idiot to myself. Maybe… maybe this could work out afterall? I decided to let these optimistic thoughts cloud my vision for a while. Being right next to her right now. Her scent, her laugh, her immutable beauty, her unnecessary cuteness even when she’s already too cute! God, she’s… killing me. But, I love it. I don’t think I’ve loved the presence of anyone, other than Hoodie, more in my entire life.

Before I knew it, half the movie rolled by with nothing but my dear little angel on my mind. Everything about her made me more than ecstatic. She made me feel like myself again. Like how I was feeling as I was getting better. Before all this crap happened. She makes me feel… human again. She makes me feel… like myself.

I sighed as her breathing got slower and more steady. Smirking I got up and picked her up as if she were my beautiful bride. She stirred a bit, but didn’t get wake… or so I thought. I made my way up stairs into her bedroom and set her on the bed softly. I leaned down and kissed her head.

“Goodnight, angel.” I whispered as I turned to head out the door.

Then one of her soft little hands caught mine.

“Please don’t go.”

“It’s alright, I can sleep on the couch.” I smiled back at her.

“No...” She pouted.

“No?”

“The couch isn’t comfy enough! I don’t want your back to hurt in the morning!”

“Heh, I’m used to it cutie. Don’t worry.”

“NO! You're sleeping with me tonight. Case closed. No arguments.”

“Well...” I said looking at her ever consuming puppy dog eyes, “Fine. Besides, I’m not really against sleeping next to a pretty lady.” I winked down at her.

She just blushed and pulled up the blankets for me to join.

‘I’m really starting to love life all of the sudden.’ I thought.
So there ya go everyone!
I didn't proof read this, so sorry if it's the deffinition of shit. <3 
I'll read through this monstocity at some other time. So there. Enjoy peoples.

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You all should know this already but:

You belong to yourself.
Masky belongs to Marble Hornets.
And the plot/story belongs to me.

(with contributions from viewers like you. Thank you-- WAIT WRONG THING!)

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