Whitty x reader(READ DESCRIPTION)

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Whitty's pov.

That person was still in the shower as I stare up at the ceiling. It was a smooth ceiling.. smooth, and not metallic like what I'm use to.

Before here, I'd always camp out in alley ways, producing my own body heat, and staying away from others. I wasn't very social or use to any social interactions. It was awfully tiring though, not having friends. It was for the best.

"Oh Whitttyyyy~!" I heard y/n say in a sing song voice. "You didn't destroy anything right??" They then asked.

"...?" I didn't say anything as I sat up and looked over where they were standing at.
"Oh thank goodness.." They looked relieved. They were wearing something comfortable.. like sleep wear..? They were holding something too, some clothes maybe.

"Wait, why would I destroy something anyway..?" I questioned quietly.
"You're a big guy! I dont know.. you could've knocked over something or something" Y/n shrugged.

I looked down at my lap again, feeling a bit awkward.
"Anywaays~ I brought you blankets!" Y/n approached me with the two very large blankets. They lay it in my lap with a grin.
"...What for?" I stare at them, genuinely confused.

Y/n's pov.

Don't tell me this man doesn't know what a damn blanket is..

"You cover up with it!! What do you think its for?!" I raised my voice a bit out of confusion.

He looked embarrassed..

"Well I'm just use to producing my own body heat.. thats all." He was staring down at his lap again, fidgeting with the blankets.
"Well?? Now you don't have to! Wouldn't it be much more comfortable to just cover up??" I grinned a bit now with a shrug.
"I guess you're right.. less exhausting.." He mumbled.

Thats when I realized..

I found this dude in an alley way.

A dirty alley way where people would throw trash away in.. probably roach and rat infested.

Now he's sitting on my couch after laying on the dirty ground.

"Hey whitty." I spoke up to get his attention. He looked at me from the corner of his eye now.
"Dont you wanna.. I don't know.. shower?" I questioned LIKE HE HAD A CHOICE.
"Shower?"
"Yeah, shower. I'll wash your clothes.."
"Do you have anything I can put on in the end..?" He questioned as he placed the blankets on the couch and stood up.

"Well.." I began to think. He definitely can't put the same shit back on!!
"Uh, yeah I think I have an over sized shirt? You can put that on," I suggested.
"Pants? what about that?" He tilted his head.

"UHHH.." I began thinking hard. I knew i didn't have any pants that would fit him.. His waist was pretty much at my neck, and I didn't have any pants THAT long.

"You'll have to just have the shirt cover you up. Its pretty big it'll do good!! That and the blanket. Your fault for being born with long legs" I grinned at him and grabbed his hand, leading him to the bathroom.

"I wasn't.." He looked like he was gonna say something, but decided to just stay quiet. He just awkwardly got pulled along to the bathroom.

"Towels and soap are in the cabinet, ill go get your clothes that you can put on," I said after letting him walk into the bathroom, which he had to duck to get passed the door frame.
He was too big for the shower.. but he'd make due im assuming.
I exit the bathroom to go get the clothes.