Sincerely- A Quackity X Reader

Chapter 36: "An end to a story that had started with one word:"

"I have makeup but I think a whisk works?" She shrugged but she would be lying if she said she wasn't proud. "But in order to get to that makeup, we sort of have to go to the bathroom." So she scooted over to him and rolled over him until she fell on the floor. Alex slapped a hand to his eyes when she got up and went to the bathtub. Y/n stepped on something on the floor that she soon found out was a condom and threw it into the trash, at least happy that he wasn't completely reckless when drunk.

Eyes still closed Alex yelled, "Why the hell would you roll over me?!"

"Because I didn't want to walk all the way to the bathroom. I'd rather roll there."

"But you went over me!"

"We had SEX Alex, and THAT'S what you're concerned about?"

He finally opened his eyes to see Y/n chuck a towel at his face. She continued, "Wrap that around your waist and come here, I'll try to fix the hickeys."

Gently listening to her instructions, he went to the bathroom and joined her in front of the mirror, both of them covered by identical towels. Y/n yanked his head and took different makeup bottles and powders stowed in the cabinet and started experimenting with what worked best. After 15 minutes, most of his neck was clear and only if someone looked closely could tell if anything was off.

They were both finally changed in their own respective clothes and sitting on the couch, a little awkward distance between the two of them. Y/n finally twisted herself so that she was facing Alex and he did the same. He thought she would ask him what he wanted to do but instead she leaned forward and kissed him softly. He practically melted into a puddle when he felt it, the contact so simple and sweeter and lighter than cotton candy. He didn't even realize he was enjoying it so much until he accidently whined when she pulled away. Her eyes widened upon it and she chuckled, shaking her head. She reclined in her seat and then abruptly asked, "I think I won the bet."

Alex raised an eyebrow, "What bet?"

"Who would lose their virginity first, remember?"

"Wha- how would you win that? We did it together!" he said incredulously.

"Unlike you, I remember what happened, even if it's a little, and let's say I was just a LITTLE dominant. And since the bet insulated who was hmm.. I don't know, more BALLSY, I think I win."

He sputtered, "Yeah but how do I know you aren't lying?"

"I think those hickeys speak for themselves mate-"

"Fuck you," he said and he got up to get the 10 dollars from his wallet. But before he could, Y/n pulled him down again.

"Ok first of all, you already did. Second, where are you going? Did I damage your pride that hard?"

"I was getting your money,"

"HA you don't have to give me MONEY, my ego has been boosted and that's all that really matters to me at the end of the day." She smiled and pulled the boy in front of her into a hug and ruffled his already messed up hair. "And I still like you."

He muttered under her arms, "I still like you too..."

Y/n finally tugged him up and ran to the kitchen. "Que quieres para desayun- almorzar patito?"

"No lo sé, panqueques?" he shrugged and went up around her and tried helping her get ingredients. Once they had, he measured the sugar and almost dumped it in the bowl before Y/n screamed at him for checking the bottle. He cursed under his breath for he had mistook the salt for sugar. Laughing it off, he broke the eggs instead, but Y/n had to rush over and remove little fallen shells in the mixture.