Helluva Guy (Helluva Boss x Autisic reader.)

Spring Broken

She gave Y/N a letter.

Y/N: Ok. What's this?

Y/N opened it up and looked at it. He blushed brightly and immediately shoved it in his pocket.

Y/N: Oh, hello miss!

Blitzo angrily steps in front of Verosika. Who sat Y/N down on her car trunk.

Blitzo: Why are you parkin' here?! This is the ONLY parking spot my company has! So take your tampon race car somewhere else!

Verosika: Actually, prick. It has my name on it.

Verosika points down to her name written in purple spray paint by their feet. I.M.P is crossed out on the ground.

Blitzo: Well! Y/N! Read her the rules.

Y/N got off the car and pulled out a piece of paper.

Y/N: Rule number one: Parking spots are assigned to specific members of the building. Rule number two,

Verosika leaned in close, her finger pressed to his lips. Verosika whispered something in his ear, her warm breath sending a shiver down his spine. His cheeks flushed bright red as he processed her words, his eyes widening in surprise.

Y/N: Y-you'll wear that? And you'll do that?

Verosika nodded in response and smirked.

Y/N turned to Blitzo, his mind racing as he quickly formulated a defense for Verosika.

Y/N: I-I know the rules say that, um, parking spots are assigned based on seniority and stuff. But, um, what if... what if we made an exception this time? I mean, Verosika really needs that spot, and, um, she promised to, uh, follow all the rules from now on. And Verosika... she's, uh, she's actually a... a VIP. Yeah, that's it. So, um, she gets special privileges, like, uh, choosing her own spot.

Blitzo was speechless. But before he could respond, Verosika stepped forward, a confident smirk on her lips.

Verosika: That's right, I have my own spot reserved for me. Maybe you should check the rules again, Blitzo.

Blitzo's eye twitched.

Blitzo: Wait...are you two...dating?!?

Verosika: Yep. Six months now.

Y/N: Six months, two weeks, and twelve days.

Verosika: I'm doing a bit of freelance for one of the infinitely more successful companies in the building...and Y/N's dad. After all, he approves of me dating his son for a reason.

Loona: No way...

Verosika: ...and they wanted to have me come in this week to lead their team during spring break.

Blitzo: A WEEK?! No, no, you are NOT parking here for a fuckin' week! Even if Y/N let's it slide!

Verosika: Awww, you mad, Blitz-o? At least Y/N isn't gonna run off, leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room, steal their car and run...

Blitzo and Verosika: ...run three rings to Wrath and max MY credit cards on shitty horse riding lessons?!

Blitzo: Goddamn it whore, you will NOT let that go!

Verosika: Choke on a sandpaper cock.

Verosika flips him the bird and walks away, she winked at Y/N and blew him a kiss, while Loona fearfully lowers her head in the van.

Blitzo follows Verosika.

Blitzo: HOLD ON! You better move that pussy wagon right now, or I'm gonna...