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Anti x reader
Warnings: surprisingly none, Soft!Anti, cursing, mentions of violence.
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Anti stood outside the Iplier manor, his anger festering making his glitches worsen. He was at the end of his rope, he had to be if he came here. He hesitated before knocking on the large wooden door. No one responded for a few moments, he started to change his mind, turning to walk away when the door flew open.
“Imposter Jim! What are you doing here?” Both of the Jim’s were standing in the doorway, Anti honestly wasn't sure which one spoke, but of course out of anyone it had to be these fuckers.
“Put the fucking camera down.” He sneered, Camera Jim slightly lowered the camera at the threat. “Where’s Dark?”
“Jim has just seen Emo Jim, the Jim’s can take you to him. Be very Jim!” Reporter Jim gestured to the step he had to go up as Anti deciphered he was trying to tell him to be careful in some fucked up Jim language.
The Jim’s walked in a weird squat walk up the stairs and around the house to what Anti assumed was Dark’s office door. Anti sent a silent thanks to gods he didn't believe in that he didn't see one of the five hundred other Iplier egos.
“This is as far as Jim dares Jim, good luck imposter Jim.” Reporter Jim warned him.
“Why the fuck am I imposter Jim? That was one fucking time. My name is Anti, two fuckin syllables.” Anti rolled his eyes, muttering to himself as the Jim’s left him. He opened the door, not even bothering to knock, strolling into the middle of the room. “What up fuck face.” He bid Dark a greeting who looked up from his paperwork, a little thrown off by seeing the glitch but angry nonetheless.
“Look what the cat dragged in.” Dark reshuffled his papers before standing up. “To what do I owe the pleasure of having your rank ass in my presence?”
“I’m not here to put on makeup with you.” Anti’s voice was bitter. “I need your help.”
“You need my help?” Dark’s face broke out into a wide, creepy grin.
“Listen fuck head, I don’t need your help…” Anti trailed off, looking down at his shoes, scuffing the tip of his converse into the hardwood floor. “But I would appreciate it.”
“Well well, what’s in it for me?” Dark was clearly amused by this.
“What do you want?” Anti sighed, not making eye contact with the other entity.
“I want you to ask nicely.” Dark taunted.
“Fuck you. Why can’t I like pay you or something?” Anti said with anger.
“Tick tock, I’m a busy man, do you want help or not?” Dark tapped his watch.
“Can you.” Anti stopped, the tips of his elvish ears on fire. “Please.” He spit the word out like it was poison in his mouth. “Help me.”
“Of course I can.” Dark laughed a deep rumble that seemed to be everywhere in the room. “What does whittle Anti need so badly that he had to come to big bad Dark for help?”
“How do I…” Anti looked down at the floor and muttered something.
“What did you say? Speak up.” Dark thought he misheard him… it sounded like he said…
“How do I impress a girl?” Anti said louder. “Fucking hell, Trust me youre the last person I wanted to come to, but despite your makeup and your shitty personality, you seem to have luck with people. On like...dates.”
“Oh my… you're serious aren't you?” Dark went to laugh at him again but stopped when he noticed the glitch looked like he was on the verge of angry crying.
“Feeling human emotions isn’t usual for me, and I figured since you're like me you'd know what this feeling is. She’s just so… fuck…” Anti sighed and rubbed at his eyes with the edge of his hoodie sleeve.
“You’ve come to the right place.” Dark leaned back against his desk and crossed his arms. “So what does she like?”
“She reads all those romance books, probably wants a knight in shining armor to sweep her off her feet, someone to kiss her in the rain, ya know, shit like that, stuff I have not a fucking clue about.” Anti threw his hands up.
“You simpleton, you’ve just said the answer.” Dark huffed, but Anti still looked clueless. “Flowers, roses specifically, candles for mood lighting, you could maybe try to be a little less brash, tell her with your words how you feel... oh and chocolates.” Dark offered.
“What are you insinuating with the brash comment?” Anti’s anger flared up causing him to glitch slightly.
“Nothing, nothing.” Dark waved him off with a chuckle. “Is there anything else you need or is that sufficient?”
“That’ll do. Thanks Dark, maybe you’re not half bad for a drama queen.” Anti said before he glitched out of the room, not giving Dark a chance to respond.
“Did you get that?” Dark asked once Anti was gone.
“The Jim’s got it all, do not worry emo Jim!”
“Very good.”
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Anti wasn’t sure how many roses to get so he had cleared out an entire section of them, watching with joy as people came up looking for flowers and found none. He clipped a couple and put them in a vase, taking the pedals off others and scattering them around his room. He placed the chocolates on his dresser next to a couple of candles he had found around the house, lighting them with slightly shaking hands. Why was he so nervous? It was just a dumb human emotion, so what if they didn’t even return his ‘feelings’.
Oh.
What if they didn’t return his feelings…
He started spiraling, his heart hammered against his ribs and he took a deep breath before there was a knock at his door.
“Anti?” Your voice rang out from the staircase and his heart rate went even faster.
“What?” He shot back, accidentally making his voice sound annoyed.
“What the fuck do you mean what? You texted me to come up here at 8?” You sounded mildly upset, not good. Oh that's not good.
He kicked some stray clothes under his bed and gave himself one more check in the mirror before walking over and opening the door.
“Hi.” He said softly, taking in your outfit, nothing fancy, just your usual pj pants and a band t-shirt.
“You okay? You’ve been acting weird all day.” You raised an eyebrow at him. He had texted you to meet him at a park, then changed it to a restaurant, then finally settled on you coming over to the Septic house to hang out in his room.
“I-I…” He quickly pulled you in and closed the door behind you. As he took a step back from you, he suddenly understood what Dark meant about him being brash. He had to find his words. “I did this for you.” He gestured to the rest of the room.
You took it in, eyes going wide at the sight of the usually messy room that was clean for once and covered in rose petals. You started to tear up.
“Why are you crying? Is it too much? Dark told me…”
“You went to Dark?” You turned to him with a laugh, eyes still welled up with tears.
“I didn't want to but I wanted to...impress you.” The tips of his ears were so warm they had to be on fire by now.
“Anti I’m impressed that you actually cleaned your room, the rest is overkill.” You walked over to him and wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug.
"I need you to listen to me." He placed both his hands on your shoulder and his heterochromiac eyes locking with yours. He looked so serious, usually he was a little asshole prankster and you braced yourself for what would come next.
"I-I like you. Like I like you in like a romantic way... I think? I've never felt this way about anyone before so I'm not sure, but when I see you I get all flustered and i like want to spend all my time with you and I get jealous when you hang out with the other egos and its okay if you don't feel the same way I just needed to... say this I guess?" Anti word vomits into the air that is now thick with tension.
You laugh.
Much to his dismay, you laugh in his face. Not just a normal laugh, you are throwing your head back and laughing. Anti can feel the anger growing under his skin, it creeps up his spine and wraps its self around his heart. He's devastated.
"You're so dumb." You finally manage to choke out. Another blow to his system. He thinks about glitching away, he thinks about going back to Dark and beating the shit out of him for leading him astray.
"Anti." You sigh and take his face in your hands, he wants to rip himself out of your grasp but he lets you hold him. Before he has another thought he feels something soft against his lips.
"Oh she's kissing me????" His brain short circuits and he's acting without thinking when he pulls you closer to him and is kissing you back. His anger dissipates as fast as it appeared and his heart soars. Anti's hands come up to gently grab your face, he wants to be closer to you, like you're a light in a dark ocean, his lungs are burning but he doesn't care he wants to stay like this forever.
"I've been in love with you for so long you idiot." You pull away just enough to mutter against his lips.
"With me??" Anti is dumbfounded for like the twentieth time today.
"I tried to hard to make it obvious, reading romance books in front of you, forcing you to watch sappy movies with me, Christ we even listened to a full Hozier album while laying on the floor together??" You pulled back to look at him, a little bit astounded.
"I just thought you liked doing those things!" He put his hands up in defense.
"Oh Anti." You laughed again and this time he loved the sound, he wanted to remember it forever, set it as his ringtone so he could hear it all the time, okay maybe that was a little much.
"You're thinking too hard, I can see steam coming out of your ears." You tease him, pinching the end of his long ears.
"Can I kiss you again?" He asks, ignoring the heat in his cheeks from your comment.
"I'd be offended if you didn't." You smiled at him and pulled him back in for another kiss.
Yeah he's an idiot but he's your idiot now.
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