Can u do 117 butch x reader please?? :DD
Of course! And since it’s New Years Eve, I’m gonna do something with that. Hope it’s okay. Here we go!
“are ya sure you’re okay with this? my family ain’t exactly...calm,” Butch mumbled as the two of you walked up to the doors of the mansion where he lived.
You smiled at him softly. “of course i’m okay, if they’re anything like you, i’m sure they’re great!”
He winced. “well, most of ‘em aren’t is the thing. an’ other times they’re too much like me.”
You rolled your eyes. “It’s okay, this’ll be great! I’ve been excited to meet them since you first talked about your brother!”
“so the first time we met?” Butch grinned.
He laughed a little, and you watched in relief as he seemed to relax a bit. “well, some of ‘em won’t be able to resist such a hot lil’ human bein’ around, i’m just a little nervous,” he admitted. “some of ‘em would be much better boyfriends than i am,” he muttered under his breath, shoulders slumping, red eye lights darting away.
You paused on the front porch, turning him so he would face you. “Butch, you don’t have to worry about it. I’m all yours.”
You pressed a kiss to his sharp teeth, lingering just a little. “Of course,” you whispered.
That seemed to put him more at ease, and you watched his eyes wobble, obviously trying not to turn into hearts. He cleared his throat, a blush lighting up his cheekbones. “alright, you sap, let’s head inside.” He stuck a key in the lock and opened the door.
Immediately, before you could even fully process your surroundings, a new skeleton raced up to you. This one was a little shorter than Butch, so still an inch or so taller than you, and had the same round face and stocky body. However, he looked a lot less threatening, with baby blue eye lights, and flat teeth. He was also wearing a navy blue suit, with a tie that matched his eye lights, rather than Butch’s usual red and black scheme.
“OH MY GOD, IS THIS THEM?” he asked excitedly. His voice was just as deep as Butch’s too, just much louder. “I THOUGHT FOR SURE YOU WERE MAKING THEM UP!” he teased Butch. Then he grabbed your hand and pressed a skeleton kiss on the back of it, making you blush a lot more than you’d like to admit. “THE NAME’S LUCKY, IT’S A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU!” he smirked at you. Then, before you could recover, he pulled two party hats out of god-knows-where and plopped them on you and Butch’s head.
He raced off deeper into the house, shouting at the top of his lungs, “HEY EVERYONE, BUTCH FINALLY BROUGHT HIS IMAGINARY DATEMATE!”
“they ain’t imaginary, asshole!” Butch growled after him, ripping his party hat off. You chuckled a bit, grabbing his hand to calm him down.
“It’s okay, babe, let’s go meet the rest of your family, shall we?”
He sighed a little, then smiled softly at you. “yeah. let’s get this over with.”
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Several hours and many drinks later, it was almost midnight. Butch had put his party hat back on somewhere around his eighth drink, and you didn’t have the heart to tell him that he looked super dorky. Sans, another one of Butch’s “cousins” was running around, telling people to ask him what he was doing in twenty minutes, then replying “i don’t know, i don’t have 2020 vision!” Then he’d stumble off to find his next victim. You had been having a great time, all of Butch’s cousins were super fun, even the edgy ones. Now, it was almost midnight, and you were determined to share your New Year’s kiss with Butch, but you were having trouble finding him.
“Hey Hound, have you seen Butch?” you asked one of his taller cousins.
He turned toward you, seemingly confused for a second before recognition crossed his features. “oh, hey Butch’s imaginary datemate,” he slurred. “haven’t seen ‘im, but you could always share your kiss with me,” he teased, wiggling his bony eye brows.
You giggled a little. “Sorry, but there’s only one skeleton with that honor,” you joked.
Hound sighed dramatically. “oh well, guess i’ll have to find another cute human.”
You thanked him for his time and kept looking. You didn’t have to go far before you ran right into his solid chest.
He growled threateningly, staring right at Hound. “back off asshole, this one’s mine,” he snarled drunkenly.
“i know that, i was just messing around,” Hound retorted, taking another sip of his drink.
“well you shouldn’t make jokes like that unless you want another gold tooth,” Butch threatened, holding you close to his chest.
“Hey hey, chill out, it’s okay, he was just teasing,” you placated Butch. You quickly guided him away. “You don’t have to be so protective, I can handle myself.”
He sighed. “i know, doll, i’m sorry. i just...don’t want you to leave,” he admitted, eye lights on the ground.
You frowned. “I won’t leave,” you comforted, placing a hand on his cheek. He nuzzled into it, like a big cat. “Like I said earlier, I’m yours.” You noticed that it was only a minute to midnight. “Hey, do you know about the human New Year’s kissing tradition?” you asked innocently.
“don’t think so, but i like the sound of it,” he said flirtatiously, wiggling his eye brows.
You giggled. “I thought you would. Anyway, it’s a tradition where whoever you kiss at midnight is who you want to spend the year with,” you explained, watching his face light up.
“an’...you wanted to kiss me?” he confirmed a little hesitantly.
“Of course, you dork! Who else would I ask, Scar? No thank you!” Your ears perked up as you heard the other boys start counting down to the New Year. “So...you want to make it official?” you teased.
His sockets lowered. “do i ever,” he purred, cupping the back of your head. As the clock struck midnight, the two of you kissed in the corner through your smiles. There was no where else you’d rather be.
