Broken(Masky x Reader x Hoodie)

Chapter twenty-three ❤️

asd asd the time in life where you feel empty </3

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Y/N's POV

I went outside with the same shorts and hoodie.

I rubbed my eyes.

The stars shimmered in the dark navy sky.

It was gorgeous.

This reminded me of when Masky had first kissed me

I brushed my lips with my finger tips.

(ok guys SO MOST PEOPLE LIKE MASKY LOL WELL IM GONNA TRY TO GET SOME MOMENTS WITH HOODS)

I took my first step onto the rocky ground.

Immediately i spotted Masky with a box in his hands.

When he had saw me he rushed towards me

"You.. actually came" I heard Masky say softly. "I thought.. you...were mad..." he murmured

I shook my head.

"I heard you had a problem yesterday?" He tilted his head, a few strands of his dark chocolate brown hair falling over his pale mask. "Are you okay?"

I gave him a smile.

He was worried...

Or at least he sounds worried.

I nodded.

"I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"Yes Masky... You're acting like my mom"

"It's because I care" He softly chuckled

I could already feel the warmth begin to form on my cheeks.

He held the box up to his chest.

"Here" He pushed the box so it lightly tapped my chest.

"Er.. You're giving me a box?"

"Nope. Just take it cupcake~"

I took the box into my arms.

I almost wobbled backwards and fell over.

It was heavy. Heavier then I expected.

I struggled to hold it, I just pretended as if I was having no problems at all.

After all... I couldn't ask him to do anything else for me. He's already helped me out so much.

"What's in this?" I huffed.

"Mmm... Stuff"

I rolled my eyes.

Thanks. Very helpful.

And i thought he was going to call me out here for something romantic.

BUT NOO... IT WAS JUST THIS HEAVY BOX.

I let out a sigh.

I was frustrated... and i didn't even know why.

"Thanks? Uh So.. i'll be going now" I coughed before cautiously walking towards the door.

I heard his footsteps.

They followed inside after me

Why'd he have to give me the box outside?

When i had entered i felt something..

I felt my foot slip.

My body tilted forward.