BEEEP BEEP BEEEP BITCH
You wake up to the sound of your annoying ass alarm. "God dammit, I hate this stupid ass thing. I probably should get a new one." Rolling over, you take a peek at it. 7:40 AM. "My alarm was set for 11! Why the hell did you go off?" You say, standing up and shaking the alarm. You figure that since you're already up, you should just start the day early. You head into your kitchen, making a bowl of cereal for yourself. Once you're finished, you wash your face, brush your teeth, and get dressed. You sit down and watch your favourite youtuber: Onision. You're in love with him, but he doesn't know you exist. You'd do anything just to meet him and have him cuddle with you. By the time you snap out of your fantasies, it's already 11 AM. You decide to go get an alarm clock. You pass your two cats, Mable and Dipper. "Hi dipper, baby," You say, papping his head. You turn to Mable and say "I hate you, whore." Grabbing your keys and your water bottle, you get into your Chevy Silverado. You instantly turn on the radio and start listening to your favourite band.
Blasting their music, you drive to Home depot. You pull into the parking lot and park in between a white range rover and a red ford F-150. Getting out, you drop your water bottle. You bend over to get it. After you pick it up, you start heading towards the door and you're immediately hit with that familiar Home Depot smell. It smells like wood, and you love every single sniff of it.
You get your alarm clock; a nice pastel blue one. You decide to go look in the camera aisle, and there you see him. It's Onision!! This is your chance to meet him! You seductively stride over. "Excuse me, are you Onision?" You say in the most confident voice you can muster up. In his cart he has 12 security cameras. 'Huh, he's probably adding them to his house. You know how creepy that Chris Hansen can be.' You think to yourself. "Huh-? Oh, oh! Yes, I am." He says, not sounding like a narcissist at all.
You ask for a picture. He says yes, so you go ahead and take a few snaps with him. "Your smile is... Absolutely stunning." You blush shyly. "Thank you.." He chuckles.
"What's your name?" He says, taking his phone out and adding a contact. "Y/N"
"And what's your number, Y/N?" You give him your number and he texts you to verify it's you.
You both purchase your items and say goodbye. For the next three weeks you guys talk every day until he confesses his love for you. You move into his house. You adopt/birth a child, and you all live happily ever after.
You both get matching tattoos. Yours says "Till death" and his says "do us part." You're seen as the perfect couple.
YOU ARE READING
onision x reader
Humorim emotionally exhausted i cant even tell if this is satire or not and im the damn fool that wrote it
