Yuri One-shots

Abigail [Storyscape: Life 2.0] x Female Reader (Part 2)

~No One's POV~

You attempted to contact Abigail about your hoodie but no dice. She didn't respond or even open your messages. You had to wait at the bus stop, freezing your ass off for a good twenty minutes before the bus got there.

When you finally got to your place, you rushed to your room and jumped into bed to curl up in the blankets. You didn't even care how dirty you were, you were just cold. You normally didn't mind the cold since you were from Chicago but man, that breeze was hella cold.

You texted Mishel that you were back, she automatically stormed into her room to greet you. "(Y/N)! You're back!" She said cheerfully as she approached your bed.

"Yeah, sorry for ditching on you last night. I had to stay back to work." You said.

She waved her hand and smiled, "Don't worry about it." She looked down at you and realized that you were in your daytime clothing. "How come you're laying in bed with that? Aren't you a clean freak?" She asked.

"Yeah but I'm cold. I had my favorite hoodie but I gave it to a co-worker. She didn't give it back this morning and just left." You sighed and sat up from your bed, not feeling as chilly anymore.

"Man, she just took your shit and left?" Mishel asked in disbelief.

"I'm sure it's not like that. She probably just forgot to give it back." You said and got out of bed. "I'm gonna clean up and get changed."

"Alright. When you come out, I'll have a hot mug of coffee waiting for you." Mishel said as she left your room. You smiled at her friendliness before heading to the showers.

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Sometimes you wonder to yourself, man, how many brain cells do I actually have left? Because that's the thing you're asking yourself right now.

You forgot your phone back in NGOrganize and now you're detached from the amazing world of technology. Of course, living in the modern days, you can't live without your phone and you quickly threw on whatever clean clothes you have left and made you way down to the bus stop.

You couldn't believe you're going to work on your day off. Hopefully, you can get in and get out as fast as possible without being pulled aside by a colleague asking for help.

Once you got to your destination, you made your way upstairs to your floor. Low and behold, there was your phone on your desk. You quickly went over and grabbed your phone then made an U-turn for the exit.

As you were walking down the hall towards the exit, you glanced down to see the battery percentage on your phone and bumped into someone.

"Sorry! I wasn't looking!" You apologized and looked up to see Abigail. "Abigail? What are you doing here?"

"I came back to make sure none of the other interns messed with the files I left on my desk. Why are you even here?" She asked with hostility.

You were about to respond before your eyes wandered down to see her in fresh clothes and your favorite hoodie.

Wait. She's wearing your hoodie and she's not complaining.

She noticed your eyes on your hoodie and her pale cheeks flushed pink. "I-I can explain." She said, trying to come up with something to defend herself.

However, you weren't looking for an excuse. You were too busy admiring how adorable she looked in your hoodie. You don't normally share your clothes, hell, you never even let your ex-girlfriend wear your hoodie because you knew she would get it dirty. But Abigail? Something about it made her look adorable in it.

The way how the sleeves of the hoodie would fit you perfectly, but for Abigail, it reached down to her fingertips. The bottom of the hoodie would reach down to your hips and for Abigail, the bottom of the hoodie would reach down to the middle of her thighs. Overall, a big hoodie on Abigail is the most adorable thing you've seen.

"I didn't have any jackets left so I just used your hoodie. If you want it back, you can have it." Abigail said as she began to unzip the hoodie.

"I never said I wanted it back. Not yet at least." You said with an amused smirk. Your smirk only grew as she stopped unzipping the hoodie and her cheeks grew pinker.

"You're fine with me wearing your hoodie?" She asked hesitantly, fiddling with the zipper.

"I don't see what's wrong with it. Besides, you actually look pretty cute in it." You admitted, blushing at your sudden confession.

Her eyes grew wide like saucers as her mouth gaped open a little in surprise and her cheeks turned a darker shade of pink. "O-Oh," She said and looked away embarrassed, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. You could see that she was hiding a smile.

You couldn't help but wonder. How could the Abigail standing in front of you be the same Abigail that basically hates your guts?

Abigail looked up to see you staring and started frowning. Guilt flooded her eyes as she looked away again, but this time, in shame. "(Y/N)... I want to confess something to you." She said, her voice soft and afraid.

You've never seen her this vulnerable before and it made you want to hold her tightly. You stayed quiet and listened to what she had to say.

"I've been thinking about you a lot lately. About all the times you've helped me and the times you've been nothing but nice to me. Even though, I know that I'm not the easiest person to deal with. I've been so shitty to you and yet, you're still here dealing with me." She whispered quietly but loud enough for you to hear. "That's what I like best about you." She finally brought her head up to look at you.

Her eyes were sincere and bright. The way her blonde hair framed the pale features of her face. How her pale cheeks easily turn pink. And how her freckles added to her beauty. Her lips looked soft and kissable.

You felt your heart thumping against your ribcage as your stomach did flips. Your heart was beating so loud that you were convinced that even Abigail could hear it.

"I-I don't understand." You fumbled over your words, "I thought you hated me. You're always saying those things so I thought you hated my guts."

"Far from it. I actually really like you," She admitted and took a nervous gulp. "After how I've treated you, I understand if you don't like me. And if you start hating me, it's okay." She looked nervous now as her eyes shifted downwards to the floor.

You couldn't form the right words. You didn't know how to tell her what you were feeling.

You mustered up your confidence and took a step towards her. Your actions caught her attention as she looked at you, waiting for your next move. You grabbed the hood part of the hoodie and pulled it over her head, covering her eyes.

"Hey! What the hell?!" She complained, not able to see anything. You took this moment and tilted her head up then leaned down to kiss her. You heard her let out a small squeak of surprise before freezing up.

You thought you made the wrong move and began to pull away. Her arms quickly wrapped around your neck, pulling you back in. You kissed her again, and this time she kissed back.

You felt like you were floating. You never imagined her lips to be that soft. You could taste her strawberry lip balm as well.

As you both pulled away for air, you stared at one another, cheeks flushed and a soft smile on both your faces.

"Does this mean you like me back?" Abigail asked.

You couldn't help but giggle before leaning in to give her a quick kiss, "Definitely."

"Good. Because I really like you... And this hoodie is really comfortable." She said with a bright smile. Her smile was beautiful and it was the first time you've seen her smile this much. You're glad that you're going to get to see more of it.

"Well, luckily for you, the hoodie is exclusive just for you." You laughed a bit. "Now come on. You probably made me miss the bus so we might as well wait together."

Abigail nodded and you both walked out with your hands intertwined.