Masky x Reader Part 1

Masky x Reader Part 5

(Reader View)

I stared at Jeff, gripping Masky’s arm tightly. “Masky… C-Come back upstairs.” I tugged his arm, bringing him along with me. “Ohhhh (F/nnnn) why’re you leavin’ so soon?” I heard Jeff cackle, causing me to pull Masky faster. When we reached the top of the stairs, I rushed into the nearest room: Masky’s (honhonhonhon). I pulled him in with me, then slammed the door and locked it. “(F-F/n)? Wh-What’s wrong?” I looked at him, and began to explain mine and Jeff’s history. 

*Flashback to around 10 years of age*

“Haha, Jeff, put me down!” I went into giggled as Jeff complied, grinning. “You sure, (F/n)? You’re so adorable when your giggling and smiling!” “Thanks, Jeffy. You’re beautiful, hehe.” I watched as he did a dramatic hair flip, only to burst into laughter a second later. “Aww, thanks (F/n).” He came closer, and hugged me. “I love you, (F/n).” “I love you too Jeff. You’re like the brother I could never have!” “…Brother?! BROTHER?!” He pushed me away, crying. “J-Jeff what’s-“ “You think of me as only a brother?!” He snarled, then ran into the woods, screaming he’d be back. And that he’ll show me how much of a “brother” he can be. (AN: Get it? Since he killed his brother? And he’s only thirteen here. This is right after he snapped.)

*End of Flashback*

(Masky View)

I blinked, and pulled (F/n) close, my brain soaking in what she just said. So he loved her as a child, but she didn’t feel the same? I was glad that she didn’t; then again he said he’d show her how much of a brother he is, and knowing his history of killing his brother, that’s not good news. I pressed my face into her hair and sighed. “G-Go take a sh-shower, its g-getting late. I-I’ll tell Hoody to br-bring some food up.” She looked up, smiled slightly, and nodded. “But what about clothes?” I blushed, and went over to the dresser, and pulled out one of my shirts. “I-I’ll tell Hoody t-to tell Kori t-to get some er…” She giggled and nodded, heading off to my bathroom, shutting the door behind her. I went over to the bed and laid down; Hoody and I have always known what the other was thinking, so I didn’t have to call him to tell him what I needed.

*Timeskip to about a week or so later* 

(F/n) has been staying with me and Hoody because she’s afraid Jeff will sneak into her room. I’ve talked to him, and he doesn’t seem that bad, but doesn’t mean I like him. I turned my head back to the opening bathroom door, just as (F/n) walked out. I propped myself up on my arm, smiling softly at her. She climbed into bed, snuggling up to me. I pulled her face up, kissing her. She let out a sigh, opening her lips slightly in welcoming. I smirked slightly, taking her invitation and deepening the kiss. We had a small war of dominance over the kiss, and I let her win. She smiled when she did, pushing me down slowly. I brought my hand over to her mid-thigh, and began moving it up, noting her breathing hitched. I pushed the shirt up as my hand went farther up, and I broke the kiss. I let my lips run along her jawline, and onto her neck. I heard her moan, and I felt a bit of confidence and pride bubble in my chest. I started to softly bite her neck, searching for a certain spot. I had started to let my lips go lower, over her collarbone, hearing her release another moan, and she arched up to me. That was until the door opened, revealing a blushing Slendy and a laughing Hoody. “Way to go bro! Finally getting some!”