Striker x Reader {DISCONTINUED}

~.CH 2.~

It had been a while since I talked to Striker, considering I was really embarrassed about the nose kiss incident, 'sure it might have just been a nose kiss but I just met him, maybe that was too fast, it could have meant nothing to him, I'm sure he's been with a lot of demons why would this be any different?'

While my head was filling with anxiety about the little kiss, Blitz had snuck up on me, "Y/N!! How's it going? Do you like the farm? Isn't Strikers horse Bombshell really cute?" While Blitz was bombarding me with questions, I couldn't help but stay on one word Blitz had said, Striker. 

He was the most handsome Imp I had ever met, his long black and white horns, his snow-white hair, just the way he talked gave me butterflies, why was he so perfect?

"Hey, are you even listening to me?" I turned my attention back to Blitz who was staring at me. "U-umm yea I totally was.." He just sighed, "Yea I totally believe you, anyway I was saying that there's gonna be a competition at the festival and I was asking if you wanted to join me, Striker, and Mox-Mox?" 

I almost choked on my saliva 'Moxxie is gonna be in a competition that relies on strength, oh I gotta see this' 

"Oh I won't compete but I'll definitely be there to see Moxxie get beaten!" I had an excited tone while I was thinking of how hilarious that sight would be "Damn, I thought you and Moxxie were friends Y/n" I just gave Blitz a look "we are, but he owes me a twenty" Blitz just started to laugh.

"Holy fuck remind me to never take money from you," Blitz said in between laughs. While Blitz and I were talking, Striker walked up to us.

"What are you two talkin' 'bout?" His voice sent shivers down my spine. "Oh, we were just talking about how fun it's gonna be to see Moxxie getting fucked up" while Blitz and Striker were talking I was having a mini heart attack.

'Oh my Satan he's here, what do I do?, Do I talk with them or will that be weird since I would be late in the conversation?, Would it be rude to just walk away even though Striker walked up to us?, Am I blushing?, Am I staring at him for too long?, What do I do?' As I was slowly dying on the inside, Striker turned his attention to me.

"Well howdy there sugar cube, I almost couldn't see ya' all the way down there" While I was nervously laughing Striker was staring me down, like a predator and his teeny tiny prey

Hey guys, sorry I haven't posted in a while I was busy doing literally nothing, anyway since summer break is coming up for me I'll try to post more, that may be difficult though since my family and I are going on a beach trip that I never wanted to be apart of, I get sunburnt really easily since I'm as pale as a piece of paper. But other than that I hope you have a great day/night and to stay safe my little simparoonies!!