Crush x Oblivious!Reader: Through the Years
Requested: Nope
Pairing: Male!Crush x Fem!Oblivious!Reader
Summary: A friendship that began when you were only kids can turn into so much more if you give it time, love and a lotta joy.
Warnings: Swearing, very much fluff, and trash writing
Other: There is a gay couple in here because PRIDE, so if you are not comfortable with that, you can either read with an open mind or read something else. If you do not agree with my choice, please do not DM me or hate on me. Thank you very much xoxo
Word count: 3,116
Things you probably wanna know, for all you ‘x reader’ illiterates:
(Y/N): Your Name
(H/C): Hair Colour / Color
(E/C): Eye Colour / Color
(N/N): Nickname
(C/N): Crush’s Name
(C/H/C): Crush’s Hair Colour
(C/E/C): Crush’s Eye Colour
(B/F/N): Best Friend’s Name
***
[Age 5]
You pouted from behind your mother’s legs, clinging onto her skirt for dear life. You didn’t want to meet your new neighbours. You didn’t want to meet their son. You didn’t want to be outside. You wanted to be inside, helping your dad make cookies. You should be inside, adding extra chocolate chips to the cookies. Not talking to a bunch of strangers.
“This is my daughter, (Y/N).” Your mother said, and you scrunched up your face in distaste. “Come on, hun, don’t be shy…”
You shook your head, holding onto her legs tighter. And that’s when you saw him. A boy your age with sparkling (C/E/C) eyes and a bright grin on his face. “I’m (C/N)!” He says immediately, holding a hand out for you. “Are you (Y/N)?”
You nodded, taking a step backwards. No, no, no, you didn’t want to make friends! Making friends was… scary! But you didn’t want to be rude. That’s what your mother taught you, isn’t it? “Hi…”
You awkwardly shook his hand and his smile widened. It stretched across his face and you felt as if his face was going to split in 2. “Do you wanna be my friend?”
What was the worst that could happen? “Okay.”
Ever since that day, (C/N) came over to your house to play with you. The both of you were outside in your garden, playing in your garden when he wandered up to you, his usual smile on his face. You blinked at him, confused when he took you by the shoulders.
“You’re pretty.”
Pretty? No one has ever called you that before. Well, other than your parents, but they don’t count. “Huh?”
“Well, my daddy tells that to my mommy all the time, and he said that you tell girls you love that they look pretty.” He grinned at you. “And you’re a girl I love.”
[Age 10, in 5th Grade]
“Hey, (Y/N), over here!”
You blinked, hearing your name. You had been sitting on a bench, alone, as per usual, as you drew. Your little scrapbook was almost out of pages, meaning you had to get another one. You snapped the book closed, turning to the direction of the voice. It was (C/N), your best friend since you were a little girl. Well, your only friend.
Packing up your stuff, you went over to where he was. “Hi, (C/N).”
“(Y/N), this is Alphie, he’s in my class!” He smiled at you with the same eyes that looked into yours all those years ago; glistening with excitement as he met another person.
“Hiya,” the boy said, effortlessly brushing his blonde hair out of his eyes.
You raised an eyebrow at him but smiled nonetheless. “Hello.”
(C/N) quickly spoke for you. “(Y/N) is a little shy… but don’t worry! She’s a good friend of mine. We’re neighbours.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” you said, trying your best to be friendly. From what the girls in your class had said, you were apparently ‘intimidating’ because of your quietness.
“You as well,” he said, smirking.
You didn’t say anything after that because of the lack of conversation starters. You didn’t really want to be the first to ask a question about him, either. What if (C/N) and Alphie thought you were annoying? You didn’t want either of them to leave you. (C/N) must have sensed your unease and bumped his knee with yours.
“You okay?” He asked, smiling his usual charming smile.
Nodding, you tried your best to reassure him. “I’m okay. I stayed up all night trying to finish my maths homework.”
He snickered, “why do you have to be so bad at maths?”
Rolling your eyes, you stuck your tongue out at him. “Hey, I’m not the one who got a C on his Science Assignment.”
(C/N) pouted at you, “Biology is hard, okay? Not my fault. Maths is just adding numbers together.”
“And times tables, and division, and we still have to learn about brackets!” You let out a groan, clapping the palm of your hand with your forehead.
From across from you, Alphie scoffed. “You think that’s hard? English is the absolute worst.”
“English is easy!” You and (C/N) exclaimed at the same time. The three of you burst into giggles.
“Hey, (C/N), you’re right. She is really pretty,” Alphie remarked, thinking.
“See, I told you!” He said, pointing a finger at him. “You didn’t believe the fact that I know a girl.”
Alphie rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well, I’m not the one who tried to impress everyone by balancing a pencil on his nose.”
“I balanced it for 5 seconds!”
You watched as the two boys laughed together and you couldn’t help but smile. (C/N) talks about you? Is that what friends do when they care about each other? Questions whirled in your head but you decided to ignore them. You might as well cherish the time right now. Pretty… were you really pretty to him?
[13 years old, 8th Grade]
You had been lucky enough to be in the same class as Alphie and (C/N). The three of you were glued together ever since 5th grade, and you were known as the Silver Trio, mainly because all of you claimed that there was no better trio than the Golden Trio of Harry Potter. Of course, now you weren’t as shy, and after talking to a few more people, you seemed to be much more comfortable at school.
“Hey, (Y/N)!” You looked up from your book to be met with a brunette, her bright blue eyes staring at you.
You smiled, “Good morning, (B/F/N).”
“Isn’t today wonderful?” She asked, smiling at you. “The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, too! Do you think sensei would let us out early for lunch?”
“I doubt it. We have a maths test, remember?”
Her once happy-go-lucky smile morphed into a horrified one. “Ah, damn it! I completely forgot that! I thought it was next week!”
“Sensei said it was this Wednesday, ergo, today is the day of the test.”
She pouted at you, “Can you at least lend me your notes?”
You nodded, fishing for your notes when you felt two hands wrap around your eyes. “Guess who!”
You tapped your chin, grinning at his childishness. “It’s (C/N), isn’t it?”
“Right you are, (Y/N)! Ready for that maths test this afternoon?”
“I was just getting my notes to help (B/F/N) study.” You offer him a cheery smile. “Your notes helped me a lot. Thanks for letting me study at your house yesterday.”
“No problem! You can let me know if there is anything else you need help with, okay? I’m gonna go find Alphie. Bye!”
You waved him goodbye and turned to look at (B/F/N), who was smirking at you cheekily. “Is something wrong?” You ask her, slightly confused.
“You cannot be serious.” She let out a huff, frustrated at your obliviousness. “When are you and (C/N) gonna date?!”
“Yell it out to the world, why don’t you?” You roll your eyes, teasing her. “And what are you even talking about? (C/N) and I are best friends; we’re not dating.”
“But don’t you think he’s cute?”
“I never really thought about it…” you thought for a minute before shaking your head. You can’t like him. “The worst thing you could ever do is date a neighbour. What if we break up? We’re going to have to see each other every day. And he’s my best friend. I don’t anything to change.”
(B/F/N) shook her head, “there you go being all-wise and stuff. This is life, (Y/N). Live in it!”
You blinked. “Live in it?”
***
The maths test came and went, and you found yourself feeling particularly confident. Maybe you didn’t do so badly this time. It was a nice thought to have. You were sitting on one of the benches underneath a bright cherry blossom, waiting for (C/N) and Alphie. They both wanted to get lunch from the canteen (or cafeteria) today, so you decided to save a table for them. Then you felt someone slide into the seat beside you.
You looked up at this mystery person. You recognised him to be one of the boys in your grade. From what you remember, he was one of the more… mischievous boys and he tended to be quite irritating to be around.
“You’re (Y/N) right?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.
You nodded, “yeah, that’s me. Is there something you need?”
He smirked, shaking his head. “(C/N) talked about you today in art. Wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Ya know, if you took a little more time to get your hair done and nice and splash on a little makeup, you could get into the popular group.”
Ah, yes, the popular group. It contained not only the richest people but the best looking. They all had something to offer. Most of the time they only talked about fashion ideas and what you should wear regarding the latest trends. You, however, didn’t really care about fashion. Yes, you took pride in what you looked like and had a lot of self-care regimes, but you weren’t really one to follow trends. Not only that but what was the point of getting new clothes every month when you could wear the same clothes from the month before? And besides, nowadays the trends were things that you weren’t comfortable wearing, such as crop tops and miniskirts.
You were just about to answer when you heard a familiar voice come from around the corner. “Hey, (Y/N)! This is Kaden; he’s in my art class. Dude, what’s up?” (C/N) high-fived Kaden, who smirked and clapped him on the back.
Kaden looked at Alphie who grinned and ruffled his hair. “Hey, man, wish you were back in our class. Damn, teachers love to torment kids, huh?”
Alphie rolled his eyes but nodded. “Hey, (Y/N), how did you go on your maths test? All good?”
You shrug, smiling still. “It was fine. I think I did alright. Thanks, (C/N) for helping me out yesterday. Algebra is trash.”
“Oh, guys, guess what I heard?” Kaden leaned in to whisper his little secret. “I was walking around the popular table, and guess who was talking about (C/N)?”
You raised an eyebrow. You were never really one for gossip, but this piqued your interest. “Who?”
“Gertrude! You know, the leader of the populars? Dude, she’s totally into you!” Kaden sAlphieered, shoving (C/N)’s head fondly.
You leaned back, suddenly feeling a little disappointed. Was (C/N) going to leave you for them? The bratty and the idiotic? You swallowed thickly looking at your sandwich. He wouldn’t… right?
***
You and (C/N) walked home together, as per usual. It was a nice day today; the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. But even while you felt the sunlight on your face, you couldn’t help but feel a little down.
“Hey,” you felt (C/N)’s shoulder bump with yours, “you okay?”
You offered a smile, trying your best to reassure him. “Yeah, I’m okay.”
“That might have fooled me before, but I’m not a kid, ya know. I know when you’re lying.” He sighed, stopping you from walking by standing in front of you, looking at you in the eye. “Is this about what Kaden said at lunch today?”
You couldn’t help but nod. “I don’t want you to go with them. You can’t just leave!”
“Hey, you’ve been my best friend for 8 years. I’m not gonna leave you. I care about you too much to do that,” he placed a hand on your hand, smiling at you. “Remember when we were little and we played in your garden?”
You nodded, “We played there every day.”
“Well, one time, I told you something. You remember, right?”
You did remember. But you wanted to hear it from him. With a cheeky smile, you looked up at him. “What did you say? I need reminding.”
He laughed taking your hair out of your ponytail. “You had your hair out, I remember. It was a little shorter than what it is now, but it was kind of flowing in the wind. I was supposed to be looking for a stick to pick up the ladybug you found. Then I told you that you looked pretty.”
He grinned at you as you looked at him curiously, continuing to speak. “You had the same expression of your face. You remember what I said afterwards? I told you I loved you. You got mad at me, though, because the ladybug flew away. But we don’t abandon people we love, right? So I’m not going to abandon you.”
[15 years old, 10th Grade]
True to his word, (C/N) didn’t leave to go with the populars; no matter how much they begged and pressured him to be. Since that day in 8th Grade, he stood out to you in a completely different light. You didn’t know how to explain it but he was more… attractive? He stood by your side through thick and thin, so you were glad to know that he was there. Of course, you had Kaden, Alphie, and (B/F/N), but you always had a connection with (C/N).
You were definitely a lot closer to him now than you were before. A lot of people mistook you as a couple, even when you made it blatantly clear that you weren’t, no matter how much you wanted to be. However, you and (C/N) did the most platonic things known to man. This included hugs from behind, forehead kisses, late-night calls… but you were not dating. At least, that’s what you told everyone.
You didn’t want to be needy, of course, so if (C/N) didn’t want to hang out with you, you would never pressure him to. And he never pressured you into anything, either. It was all strictly platonic.
“Hey, (Y/N)!” You heard him say from behind you, wrapping his arms loosely around your neck.
It was the school holidays, thank god, and you were waiting for the group to wander into the café. You were always early to meet-ups because you had the irrational fear that they were going to leave you behind if you were the slightest bit late.
You smile upon hearing his voice. “Hi, (C/N). Why are you early? You’re almost never on time.”
You heard him chuckle, kissing your hair. “I knew you’d be here at least half-an-hour early, and I didn’t want to leave you alone all by yourself. There are terrible things happening, you know?”
With a small scoff, you pulled him down to sit at the table. “You act as if you weren’t there for my karate lessons.”
“Actually, that was impressive.” He grinned at you. “You flipped 3 guys in 5 minutes and they were both 2 years older than you?”
You smirked proudly, nodded. “Yes, I did. I was awesome back then, huh?”
“You’re still awesome now,” he smiled at you, lifting your knuckles to his lips.
At that moment, a face gag was heard from behind you. “You guys are disgusting!” Alphie exclaimed an arm around (B/F/N) waist.
At the sight, you couldn’t help but smirk. (B/F/N)’s cheeks were dusted pink and she caught your gaze. “Alphie, (Y/N) is bullying me.”
You giggled, shaking your head. “I didn’t do anything. Besides, what could your man do to hurt me?”
“Are you calling me weak?” Alphie demanded, faking a gasp at the insult. “Hey, I’m not the one who still hasn’t confessed to the girl that he likes, (C/N).”
The said boy rolled his eyes, but a blush was still painted on his cheeks. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said as (B/F/N) and Alphie took their seats.
“Sure you don’t,” he smirked, “go on, why don’t you tell her now?”
You cocked your head to the side, oblivious as always. “(C/N) likes someone.”
Alphie gaped at you, stammering over his words. “You don’t… you don’t fucking know?!”
“He may be my best friend, but he doesn’t have to tell me everything…” you shrugged, grinning at the (C/H/C) boy. “We don’t really talk about that stuff.”
“Please tell me she’s joking,” you heard (B/F/N) mumble to her boyfriend, who nodded in agreement.
“Joking about what?”
“YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!” Alphie exclaimed, slapping his palm to his forehead. “I can’t… this – I can’t even.”
Before he could get up to leave, another voice sounded from behind you. “Hey guys, you’re all early, huh?”
“Hey, Kaden!” You smiled, “You even brought your boyfriend! I’m (Y/N).”
“I’m Danny,” the boy greeted, a small smile on his face.
“We’ve heard a lot about you, Danny. I’m (C/N), and this beetroot-” he gestured to Alphie, “is Alphie, and this is his girlfriend, (B/F/N). Great to finally meet you.”
“Oh, so you’re (C/N). From what I’ve heard, you’re not man enough to tell the girl you like that you likeher, even when there is so much sexual tension around you.”
“Why does everyone keep saying that?” (C/N) muttered, rolling his eyes, “and it is strictly platonic. We’re not like that. Besides, she’s an oblivious piece of work, so no matter what I do, she never sees it.”
“Ey, (C/N), you should tell me!” You frowned, feeling suddenly deflated. “Everyone else knows but me…”
“Well, that’s because,” Danny began, but Kaden quickly slapped a hand over his boyfriend’s mouth.
“We are going to order, right love? We’ll be right back…”
At that, Alphie and (B/F/N) nodded as well. “Yep, we’re going to order something too. Gotta go!”
You blinked, watching the 4 of them leave before turning back to (C/N). “Come on, who is it? I won’t tease you, I promise.”
“You really are a dummy,” he rolled his eyes before tapping your nose. “Why do you think I give you hugs from behind? And why do you think I kiss your forehead every time I see you in the morning on our way to school? (Y/N), why do I tell you that I love you every night before you go to sleep?”
“…because you’re a friendly person who doesn’t want me to feel alone with (B/F/N) and Alphie’s, as well as Danny and Kaden?” You ask innocently.
(C/N) sighed, shaking his head. “No, it’s because I like you. More than a best friend.”
“Oh.” You grin up at him. “I know.”
“You what?!”
“Well, if I said that I knew, I never would have heard it from you, right? And the others already make it stupidly obvious, but I want you to say it to me when you’re ready.” You smile, kissing his cheek. “I already knew, (C/N). And by the way,” you take his hands in yours, “I love you, too.”
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