What's The Wifi Password? [Various x Reader]

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What's The Wifi Password? [Various x Reader]
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Cryaotic x Reader [What's The Wifi Password? - Three]

… Cryaotic?


 

Holy shit!” You shouted, looking at Cry incredulously.

You could tell he was looking at you when he said, “What?”

“You’re Cry, aren’t you? The mask,” You said, shocked, pointing at his white poker face mask.

“Oh, yeah, I guess it was pretty obvious, huh?” He lightly touched the mask that covered most of his face.

You gave him a 'no shit' look, glaring lightly. Cry chuckled lowly, putting his hands up in defense in case you hit him again, although you weren’t necessarily planning too.

“How the fuck did you get in here?” you whisper-yelled, crawling closer to him.

Cry shrugged, “Dunno, I’m just as confused as you are.”

“Wow, that—that helps, thanks,” you said sarcastically, rolling your eyes.

An awkward silence fell between the two of you.

“So, uh, nice weather out, huh?”

“It’s night, jackass.”

“Fair enough.”

Back to silence. Neither of you made an effort to make the situation less awkward.

“Fuck this,” you rolled off your bed and left the room, only to come back a minute later with a bag of [favorite snack], tossing one at Cry’s head. He jumped, twisting around to pick up and analyze the small package.

“Oh, sweet,” He said, ripping open the plastic bag and immediately started eating.

You stared at the back of his head for a second from the door before shaking your head and heading back to your bed and sitting down, nibbling on your midnight (or two in the morning) snack.

“Thanks,” he said, putting the small package down in his lap, looking at you.

You peeked up at him through your eyelashes, shrugged, then looked back down.

“What’s your name?” Cry asked.

“[Name], why?”

“Should know the name of the person who tossed a snack at my head, don’t you think?”

“I guess.”

More silence.

“So what should we do now?” Cry asked. What is it with this man and asking so many damn questions?

“Well, I’m not all that tired anymore since you woke me up.”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” he paused, “but seriously, what is the wifi password?”

“None of your business, Cry.”

“Okay.”

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