Johnny Depp Characters x Reader

You walked into your house slightly in a daze because of your and Crybaby's romantic outing. Your parents however snapped you out of it.
"Y/N go get ready grandma and grandpa will be here soon!" Your mother said sternly.

"And take that makeup off," Your father added. You walked up the stairs to the bathroom to wash off your makeup and fix your hair. You looked in the mirror to surprisingly see that Crybaby hadn't kissed off all your lipstick.

"Shit," You whispered to yourself seeing your neck covered in hickeys after you lifted up your hair. You were lucky your hair covered the bad ones so your parents didn't see. Hair now done you walked over to your room to change.  You decided a turtleneck was the best way to go to ensure your grandparents wouldn't see the trail Crybaby left.

Once again you heard his motorcycle and rushed to your window to check. Then, running down the stairs. Your Dad got there first though and Crybaby was already sitting in the living room waiting for you. He looked right at your turtleneck and mouthed "Sorry," with a smile that clearly said otherwise.

Crybaby now wore blue jeans with a clean black button up shirt, tucked in all the way. It was cute that he made an effort for your grandparents approval. His hair had was combed back cleanly, he almost didn't look like himself without the one strand of loose hair hanging in front of his face.

The doorbell rang and your father answered it. He hugged his mother and shook his father's hand. Crybaby stood up nervously to shake your Grandparents hands. It was funny seeing him get nervous by such a little thing, usually he was fearless.

Time Pass
Now you're at the dining room table eating. Crybaby is less nervous now.

"So, Wade how do you do in school?" Your grandfather asked.

"Fine, Sir, Y/N helps me out, your granddaughter is very smart." He looked over at you lovingly mid sentence. You put your hand on his knee under the table.

"What do you do? What are your interests?" Your grandmother asks, genuinely curious.

"I spend a lot of time working on my mo-," You dug your nails into his thigh stopping him from talking about his motorcycle, your grandparents would never approve of it.

"Music, he writes music. He's an excellent singer," You took over for him. Your Grandmother seemed to be pleased with that

Time Pass
Your grandparents left after eating. It was now 7:00pm and you were lying on your bed with Crybaby, door open of course. it was on of your parents rules. He was half sitting up and you were lying on your stomach beside him.

"I hate puttin' on that act for your family, why is it such a big deal. So what if i'm a grease!" Crybaby vented to you. It upset you too that your family didn't approve of the real him, but there wasn't really anything you could do about it.

"I know Crybaby, I'm sorry but you know how they are, they're old school," He could see the sadness in your eyes and automatically regretted saying anything about it.

"Don't be sorry baby, it's not your fault. You don't get to choose your family." You flipped around onto your back and rested your head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around you. After sitting for a bit he piped up. "I should probably get goin' I know your folks don't like it when I stay too late," He stood up and leaned over the bed to give you a quick kiss goodbye.

"I love you," you said ask he was walking out of your bedroom.

"Love you more, sugar,"