Multi Fandom X Non-Binary Reader One Shots

Glad You Came | stanley barber

>>gif credit to @/232p on tenor<<

fandom | I Am Not Okay With This

character | Stanley Barber

requested | Anonymous

warnings | none

word count | 635

keys | (Y/n) = Your name, (g/n) = guardian's noun (ex: mom, dad, grandma, etc.)

summary | FLUFFY STANLEY B X READER WHERE THE READER IS PLAYING WITH STANS CURLS AND SMELLING HIS HAIR WHILE STAN IS SPOONING THS READER. THANK YOU ❤️♥️❤️♥️

editor | @feliscatus-exe

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Stan yawned as he pulled his ancient car into the driveway of his house. Once it was off, he leaned his head on the steering wheel. It was a long day at work, and he couldn't wait to get inside and pass the hell out. A tap on the window met his ears and he was ready to explain to his dad why he was home so late, but when he looked up he saw a much more pleasant sight. It was you, the person he loved more than anything else in the world. He painstakingly rolled his window down, every torturous minute cursing their impracticality.

"What are you doing here?" He asked. You laughed and opened the door of his car.

"This would've been much easier than rolling the window down you know?" You replied. He frowned as he realized that you were right. And thus began the equally torturous dilemma of winding it back up.

"You didn't answer my question." He said as he pulled his keys out of the ignition. You smiled.

"Is it a crime to want to see my boyfriend after his arduous day of work?"

Stan gently shut the car door, minimizing the sound in hopes of not waking his father up. He turned around and drooped his arms around your waist.

"I suppose not." He replied, kissing your forehead. You give him a goofy smile as a blush spread across your cheeks.

"My (g/n) said I could spend the night if that's alright with you." You said as you draped your arms around his neck.

"Hm... I'll have to check if my dad is sleeping, so wait here." He replied, giving you another kiss on your forehead. He walked to his front door and pulled out his keys, unlocking it as quietly as he could. He peeked his head inside, having a clear shot of his father passed out on the couch. He smiled and motioned you over, to which you happily complied. He opened the door and put his finger in front of his lips, telling you to be quiet. You nodded before quickly and silently making your way to his room.

You took off your shoes and sat on his bed, making yourself comfortable. It was incredibly inviting, especially after having walked all the way from your house to his. Sure, it wasn't an insane trip, but it was late, and you were oh so tired. After a few minutes, he joined you with a large smile on his face.

"Took you long enough." You teased. He chuckled and locked his bedroom door.

"Oh Stanley, you're not trying to pull a fast one on your dear old partner, are you?" You ask, despite knowing the answer. His face blushed slightly before he flopped himself on his bed.

"I just don't want my dad to come in. You know he'd throw a fit if he saw you here." He replied. You silently nodded and placed your hands on his head, which was conveniently close to your lap, and began to massage his scalp. He sighed in relief as he turned his body so he could hug your legs. You laughed and continued to play with his curls, a fond smile adorned your face as you looked down at him.

Your constant ruffling and massaging of his hair made the scent waft up to you, and you realized he must've washed it recently. It smelled distinctly of pine, and you silently cursed yourself for being such a romantic that you recognized it. This man had you at your knees for him.

"I'm glad you came." You heard him say, but his words were muffled by your thighs. You smiled.

"Me too."