Riveting (FNF x Neutral!reader)

"Brother just really missed your presence..but I don't really mind, I kind of missed you too." Rasazy softly smiled, a hand gently placed on top of her chest while the hybrid subconsciously scratched their cheek. Feeling a bit bashful at the boldness of the young girl, quite frankly it was also embarassing to have the said brother straddle their waist like a cat. His eyes were tightly closed, hands clutching onto the back of their clothing that could leave a dent if they took it off.

"That's..wonderful to hear really." They awkwardly chuckled, managing to pat the young girls head with their wings, the girl's smile never flattering–although you couldn't see it considering she held a stoic look. "Do you know how booooreeeddd I was? Even though you gave us furnitures and stuff it still isn't enough to soothe our boredom." Selever whined, propping his face to look at their face. (Y/n) simply huffed, giving a noogie to the demon who only yelped, trying to remove their fist from his hair while Razazy giggled at the scene. "Ow ow ow! Little bitch it's giving me a headache damnit!"

"I'll only continue if you keep using that nickname." They huffed, Selever whining even more that the name just suit them. Razazy immediately jumped into defence that it really didn't, having the older brother flutter his wings before sending himself backwards, managing to escape the wrath of the hybrid who let out a huffy giggle in return. Looking at the girl, they opened their arms up to invite her for a hug, the girl quietly obliging and getting herself comfortable in the arms of theirs, nuzzling her face directly above their abdomen.

"Not fair at all little—" Selever stopped himself, giggling at his sister's glare that clearly didn't faze him. "Anyways—Not fair at all (Y/n)." He snickered, that last part said in a low drawl that sent a shiver down their spine, eyes completely blown wide open at the sudden seriousness his face held. They never introduced themselves did they? "..Imagine stalking me, how pretentious of you."
"Hey! Not my fault your dumbass forgot to, had to go on ahead and stalk you for days watching you just follow those two bozo's around." Hand placed on his hip, he playfully rolled his eyes, albeit he was still feeling a bit salty of the battle results from watching on the sidelines, he couldn't help but to atleast sympathize. They seeked for something that could ease their boredom while trying to discover what the world is about.

'Well whatever, at this point i'd be more happy to have them stay here with us than for them to leave.'

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Bidding farewell to the siblings, Selever had quickly flown over once more to tackle them into a hug, this time around leaving a small peck on their cheek before pushing them out of the portal.

It.. was definitely unexpected but they didn't have much time to register before suddenly getting teleported back home. Rapidly blinking their eyes, (y/n) turned around on their feet, their words echoing through their home before hearing footsteps echoing on the walls. Whitty's form continued to tower over them, smile still small as ever as the cord on top of his head swung a little. "How's it been holdin' up?"
"Oh, I'm doing fine, my wing is still feeling strain but I can manage to move them." They shrugged, eyes looking back at him to redirect the question, he gave a small nod in return, hands pushing itself into his pocket. "Still going to my alleyway, managed to also find other cool ones thanks to your powers." 

Oh. That was neat.

"Hopefully me always dissapearing isn't causing you to feel lonely." They muttered, guilt slightly eating away from neglecting the person that practically lived with them, but the bomb head shook his head, a small orange blush covering his face. "N-no, I'm definitely fine, I like silence..sometimes." a silence engulfed the two. Both not knowing what to really say or do, conversations always ended going to this pattern.

The bomb head awkwardly cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his head before looking down.

Somehow, it also always ended up with him asking for a hug. Perhaps it was a habit of his after discovering that it was comforting, or simply because it was a way to move past a conversation like these that always ended in a silence that didn't comfort him.

The hybrid felt their body relax, two—three hugs in a days didn't sound too bad.

Haha, national hugging day—

Approaching him slowly, their arm gently wrapped itself around his waist, the bomb head wrapping around their neck, stuffing his face on top of their hair, eyes tightly shut close as he slightly tightened the grip.

Ahh, this was embarassing and comforting now.