(Mr cleans first name is Cle in this story 🤪)
Mr clean walks in the room. In your house.
"Y/n..." he says
"Yeah" you say.
"Dance with me, please.."
"OKAY BESTFRIEND 🤪🤪"
You and Cle dance to mask by dream. (Put it on for experience)
Cle runs his hands through your hair, and he smiles.
He grabs your hand and spins you around. The winds flows through your hair and you smile.
You danced until the clock hit 5 am. you and Cle shared a kiss.
And you ran to the kitchen. Cle ran after you and hugged you.
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Mr clean x reader
قصص الهواةThis is satire, I thought It was funny. ALSO no smut, because that's not very [mr] clean (thank you Eden for this joke) :) Hope you enjoy this and have a laugh. Also y/n is written as they/them
