You Chill? Squip x Reader

(Y/N's p.o.v)

Are you ready? I asked Eric, looking out the window.

I don't know... Eric shifted uncomfortably. I'm not really read-

"I'm so excited," I squeaked. "Thank god my parents are out tonight. Can you turn human now?"

Uh- Yeah, yeah. Eric nodded, quickly turning human. "Do I look good?"

I held back saying, 'Always,' I quickly pulled myself together.

"Yes, yeah," I nodded, walking over to my vanity and picking up a comb. "Sit down on my bed, I wanna do some hairstyles on you,"

"WHAT? MY HAIR!" Eric backed away from me, covering his hair with his hands, petrified. 

"Listen- Listen- Listen- you can redo it if you don't like it, I just want to play around with your hair," I said, gesturing to the bed.

"Oh, my god. Fine," He groaned, sitting on the bed.

I sat down behind him, quickly combing out his hair for a second before finally doing something with it.

"You're hair's kinda long," I murmured. "Can I-"

"NO! You can not cut it!"

"I don't want to cut your hair I just want to see if I can braid it," I laughed, feeling his hair. It was so soft. I just want to feel it all the time. That's actually really fucking weird. But it's true! It's true!

"I don't think you can braid it," Eric said as I combed through his hair.

"I'm just gonna try,"

"No, it's too short,"

"Then it'll be a short braid,"

Eric started cracking up.

"Don't move, you're gonna screw it up," I started laughing with him as leaned over a facepalmed.

I pulled myself together and tried to braid his hair. He was right. It's short. But it's still long!

"Promise me that'll you'll never cut your hair," I murmured. "I like your hair when it's long,"

"Me too," Eric agreed. "I will NEVER cut my hair,"

"Thank you," I sighed in relief. "Oh! Can you grow hair?" I asked, leaning over the bed so I could see his face.

"What,"

"Like, can you grow a... a beard?" I giggled.

"I can, but I won't," He murmured, his face turning slightly red.

I giggled. "How do you stay so clean-shaven?"

"I don't grow hair if I don't want to. It's the same as aging," He told me as I sat back up and got back behind him.

"Wow..." I murmured. "That's pretty cool. Does that mean that you never have to take a shower?"

"What? What the hell did what I just say had to do with showering?" He started laughing again.

"Like do you ever get dirty?" I asked. "SHIT! Not like that," I started laughing.

We both started laughing. Again.

"Ahah- Yeah, yeah. I can, only when I'm human. But like- only if like- something get's on me, other than that, I can't get dirty," He said as soon as he pulled himself together.

"Ooh, does that mean you can take a bath?" I asked, moving the part in his hair a little to the right.

"I can, but will I?" He cracked up.

"You need to- Not in a mean way, but it's really relaxing," I said, running my fingers through his hair, acting like it was to fix something when really I was just feeling it. I'm a fucking creep.

"Maybe," He decided. "It's a strong maybe..."

"You're not gonna regret it," I let out a soft laugh, then combing the part to the other side. "So, tell me more about yourself,"

"I thought I told you everything," He murmured, looking back at me slightly, then looking back forward.

"Then tell me more," I started to comb his hair back into the way it was, then changing something up. "You know, I don't think a small beard would look bad on you- just maybe peach fuzz, or something light. Just think about,"

"You're not... wrong..." He nodded.

"Just- maybe in the future," I stammered. "Anyways, tell me, do you have a favorite... food? Color?"

"My favorite color is obviously blue," He scoffed. "Um- I don't really have a favorite food,"

"What? Oh! The problem is that you haven't eaten anything-"

"I can't exactly eat... yet... the next update for me was promised that we'd actually be able to eat... but until then-"

"When is it?" I asked, setting the comb down and sitting next to him. "How long?"

"Oh... ah," He started focusing on something. "Four days,"

"EEE! That's so close," I quickly hugged him for a second. Nothing out of the usual for friends, but... for me this hug is... a bit more than friendly. I quickly backed off. "Sorry, sorry, I'm just so excited! Like- who knows how long until you can like- be more human?"

"Wait- how long until they get here?" I asked.

He focused for a second. "Thirty-four minutes,"

"Ugh, I have to talk to other people than you," I sarcastically groaned, falling onto my bed.

He chuckled for a second and laid next to me. "Right back at cha,"

I sighed out a laugh, looking over at him.

"I kinda regret having them over," I sighed. "But at least you're gonna be here with me,"

"Yeah..."