Crush Randall x Reader pt. 3

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The next day is your off day from work. You're at home at your studio apartment right now. You're having one of your usual boba's from the shop just under your apartment. You've got a strawberry honey flavor this time.

You're in your room and you've got your journal. This time, not only are you writing about how much you love and want Randall Boggs... but this time, you're even making a drawing of him. It's a drawing you made of him, looking down at you with a grin and half-lidded eyes. It's definitely a dirty drawing because it's one of those POV drawings making it look like you're giving him a... yeah. You write.

(Trigger warning.)

"Thursday... Today's my off day, so I don't get to see Randall. But I did make that POV drawing of him. I'm imagining myself in that point of view drawing. Him looking down at me like that. Demanding that I look right at him as I please his member. My lust for the reptile man is increasing each time. I'd love to hear him breathing and moaning as I please him. Him telling me what a dirty slutty girl I am. I want to hear it all from him. I'll do anything for you, Randall. I know this will never happen between us, but I can dream, right? Oh, Randall. I so badly want your attention, but you would never like someone like me. Not me of all monsters. It's all just a dream. Not a reality. But I would be a dirty slut for you, baby. Anything for you." 

You close your journal and you put it in your nightstand. You sigh and you get up. You walk out of your room. You get to your living room and you sit on your couch. You pick up the remote and you turn the TV on. A favorite show of yours comes on. The Grim Events of Ewey and Candy. (Anyone get the title reference? XD) You've loved this show since your childhood and you laugh as you watch it.

You suddenly get a text on your phone. You pick it up and you look to see a message from someone stating that they'll be fumigating your house, tomorrow. Luckily, you'll be at work. But wait... Your journal. 

You knew these monsters would go around your apartment to spray each corner. Your living room, kitchen, bathroom and your one bedroom. You say, "I'm taking my journal with me, tomorrow. I can't let anyone see it. It'll be safe in my bag... right? Right." You continue watching your show.

(Time skip.)

The next day, you're at work. Your apartment is being fumigated at the moment. Perfect timing for you to be at work. You've ended up taking your journal with you. It's in your bag. You couldn't risk the fumigators stumbling upon the journal and reading the filthy things you've written about Randall.

You're in a room with the others. It's you, Mike, Sulley, Celia, Val, Tylor, Janet and Thaddeus Bile, the guy that when he sneezes, it's like acid. He accidentally melted a human baby's wall when he sneezed one time. They called her Snore and they said that she was absolutely adorable.

As you all sit in there and you eat your snack, Sulley says, "Well... I forgot to give Randall the key to the closet on the 2nd floor. It's right here." He holds it up and he says, "Anyone want to volunteer to take this to him?" Mike says, "No no no no. Nope. Pass. I'm not dealin' with him." Tylor says, "Me, either." 

You raise your hand and you say, "Hey, Sulley. I-I can take it to him. I don't mind." The others look at you. Sulley says, "You will?" You nod and you stand up. He holds the key to you and says, "Thanks, (Y/N)." You smile and you say, "No problem." 

You take the key and you head out of the lounge. Val says, "What was that all about?" Mike says, "Huh... She's been actin' weird, lately. What's up?" Celia looks away and she gasps a bit. She realizes it and she says, "Oooh." Now she knows why you would get flustered every time you would see Randall. Or when he speaks. Or when he's nearby. She gets it, now.

You get downstairs and you get to the 2nd floor. Your bag your journal is in is on your back and you've got the key. You see Randall and you smile. You approach him. As Randall stands there he says, "Dammit. Where's the key? Damn Sullivan forgot to give them to me." He hears this, "Here's the key you need." He recognizes the voice and he looks over to see you.

You blush and you hold the key out. He grins and says, "Ah, there we go. Thank you, (Y/N)." He takes the key and he unlocks the closet door. He opens it and he gets in there. You look in at him and you say, "I'll see you later, Randall." He looks back at you and he says, "Um, yeah. You take care." 

You smile and you walk away. What you don't notice is that your bag is only halfway zipped and the opened part is facing down. Something falls out of there. A familiar journal. You don't notice and you continue walking away.

Randall walks out with a broom and dustpan, but then he looks over and sees a sort of notebook or whatever on the floor. He says, "What's this?" He looks around and he looks back at the journal. He walks over and he leans down to pick it up. He says, "Is this hers?" 

He looks around and he looks at the journal. He says, "Hmm... I wonder." He chuckles and he says, "I guess I could do a little bit of snooping. She might have some dirty secret in here." Little does he know of who it's all about. But he's in for a surprise.

He opens it up and he says, "Hmm... Let's see." He reads some of it and his eyes begin to widen a bit. He says, "W-what the?... Wait..." He reads more. He turns the page and his eyes widen. His mouth drops open. The writing gets more intense each couple of pages and he even sees a certain drawing of yours and what you wrote your thoughts about when you drew that. 

He says, "Holy..." He looks ahead to where you walked off. He says, "Over ME?" He looks at the journal and he smirks and chuckles. He closes the journal and he says, "Now, I know all too well.~" He gets back to his work.

(Time skip.)

You're on break an hour-in-a-half later. You still didn't notice your journal missing from your bag. You just zipped your bag back up without looking inside of it, first. But you'd be in for a major surprise as soon as you find out a certain male monster stumbled upon it just a moment ago.

As you all talk, the others mention Randall and you blush. Celia notices this and she says, "Hey. (Y/N)." You look over at her and you say, "Yeah, Celia?" She says, "Come with me for a second, would you?" You say, "Sure. Okay." You follow her out of the room and you follow her in a small hallway where nobody else is.

You face her and you say, "What's up?" She says, "Hey. I wanted to ask you something. I got us away because I don't want to embarrass you in front of others when I ask you." You say, "What is it?" 

She looks around and looks at you saying, "(Y/N)... Do you have a crush on Randall?" You blush and you say, "Uh. W-what makes you think that? O-of course not." She gasps a bit and she says, "You do... Don't you?" You sigh and you look away. She says, "(Y/N). It's okay. It just me asking this." 

You look at her and you say, "Yes. I do." She says, "I thought so." You quietly say, "Celia. I'm aware of his history here. But he is the hottest guy I have ever seen in my life. His voice. That grin. Ooh, I could just die. In a good way, that is." She says, "Does HE know?" You say, "No. I'm trying to keep it a secret for a while. I just hope he never finds out too much." 

Celia says, "I see. Alright, let's go back. Thanks for telling ME. You're lucky I'm the one who figured you out. I won't say anything." You say, "I appreciate it, Celia." You follow her back into the lounge. 

You're unaware that Randall was in camouflage form in the same hallway and had been eavesdropping on your conversation with Celia. He reveals himself when he's alone and he says, "Oh, but (Y/N). I do know. I know all too much, now... My turn to have a talk with her, later." He chuckles and walks off.

(Still not over.)

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