**I is the really sick and can't breath really well. Usually when not getting enough oxygen I get loopy. Let's see how this X Reader will go. Based on an OTP prompt from Tumblr.

Y/n L/n was lying on her bed, as usual, when someone pestered her, not usual. The bright blue text made her eyes squint as she read the text from her best friend.

--ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering Chumhandle [CH]--

EB: y/n!

EB: y/n.

EB: y/nnn.

CH: Hey John, wassup.

EB: jesus, finally! i'm bored and I need someone to hang out with.

CH: Aww, so sweet. Come over, I'm too lazy to move.

EB: well, I too am lazy so get your butt over here!

CH: John. Either you come over to hang out or you can hang out with Karkat and Dave. I don't they'd mind you interrupting their date ;P. 

EB: murder me first. *sigh* okay, I'll come over to your house instead. I'm bringing movies tho.

CH: Whatever. See you.

--ectoBiologist [EB] ceases pestering ChumHandle [CH]--

She quietly began groaning. Sure John is a nice guy, but the crush that kept growing made Y/n feel awkward, knowing for sure that the prankster didn't like her. She shook the thought out of her head and began treading over to her wardrobe. Being in her favorite pajamas, Y/n began changing into a clean shirt and shorts, rising just above the knees. New f/c socks covered her feet as she padded over toward the front door. John only lived a few blocks away, so he should be here any minute. Y/n sighed as she looked out the window, her elbows resting on the windowsill. 'He's so nice,' She thought. 'Maybe today will change the bond. Maybe I can get rid of the crush.'  Y/n began blushing as she envisioned the bucktoothed boy. He always dressed in blue after the game. His hair was always windswept from flying and his glasses were always crooked. Y/n stared out into the street, daydreaming, as the young boy landed at the front door. Knocking, John chuckled. Y/n was his best friend, and he couldn't ask for a better one. They didn't play that many pranks since Y/n is a relatively nice person, but they always knew the best pun in weird situations. They laughed over nothing and generally loved each other's company. Sometimes John wished Y/n was his girlfriend instead of just 'Friend.'

"Y/n, open up!" John called. He was holding a small box full of movies. None of them had Nic Cage for once! He really had to go digging for them. Y/n snaps out of her daydream and opens the door. "Sorry man, I was zoning out," She chuckled. John walked into the living room and placed the box down. "I think you might be surprised by what I found in my house," He said, sitting on the couch. "We cleared your house after the game, what didn't we find?" Y/n said laughingly. She sat next to the dork and began opening the box. "No way!" She exclaimed. "You found Juno? Juno? I haven't seen this since we were five!" She excitedly took the DVD out of the case and inserted it into the TV. "I'll go grab some food, we have to watch all of these films." She was still rummaging through, her eyes sparkling with every movie. "These are fucking treasure!" She grinned happily. "Glad you liked them," John said. "I didn't know what to do with them. Anyways, where's the popcorn?" John acted a little embarrassed and headed towards the kitchen. Y/n followed, grabbing a couple of bowls to fill. As John was grabbing the popcorn and corn chips that you adored, an awkward silence ensued. Y/n was filling up two of the bowls as the beginning of the movie playing. "C'mon!" She squeals and yanks John's arm. He got pulled forward, almost knocking over a bowl. They ran over to the movie, transfixed with the 1970's beginning. The indie song "All I Want is You" began playing as Juno walked in a neighborhood. "I can't believe you found these!" Y/n whispered, not taking her eyes off the screen. She gave the blue boy a big hug, squishing him. "Ha ha, no worries!" John said flustered. She laid on the boy, her head resting in his lap. This was usual, but it felt a little awkward for John, knowing that he had romantic feelings for her. The movie played with an amazing soundtrack that the two loved and could remember the lyrics like they were a secret code. Y/n began singing the words softly to the movie and John looked down at her. 'Why is she so cute?' He thought. He sighed frustrated. "What's wrong Egbert?" Y/n asks. She totally heard that. "Nothing, N/n." John smiled at her and grabbed a handful of popcorn. Y/n looked unsure but didn't press it. "Remember you can tell me anything, right?" She asked. She sat up and looked at the bespectacled boy. He nodded and continued watching as Bleeker was talking with Juno. 

TIMESKIP

"Dude, you did not!" Y/n was laughing and hitting John with a pillow. "It's true!" He crowed. "I convinced Karkat that skittles are troll eggs. You should have seen his face!" The girl giggled and flopped onto the couch. Heathers was playing in the background, at around 9:00 at night. They had wasted their whole day watching their old favorites, before Nic Cage had come along. "Dude, J.D. is totally bat shit crazy, but I'd gladly bomb the school for him," Y/n said as the pillow attacks  faded. John began chortling and she whirled around to see the boy red in the face, tears of mirth leaking out of his eyes. "Oh my god, John," Y/n giggled. "You look like you're dying!" She began laughing, making John go even more red in the face. There was a short pause where the sound of the movie filled the whole room. "How good would you say we were of friends?" John asked tentatively. Y/n thought for a second and grinned. "I'd sell you to Satan for one of these delicious-" She grabbed a corn chip and bit it. "-Morsels." John chuckled and replied with, "Oh, come one, you know you love me." In a teasing tone. Y/n blushed a bit and looked at the screen. The school was cheering loudly with Ms Fleming. "Maybe," She said in a very quiet voice. Unfortunately, John heard it. Fortunately, he grinned instead of brushed it off into awkwardness. John put an arm around Y/n, a usual thing he does, and kisses her forehead, an unusual thing his does. Instantly Y/n springs up and covers her face. "W-what, did I do the wrong thing?" John looked a little confused and disheartened. "No, no, god that was sweet." Y/n's eyes peeked from in between her fingers. "Well, could we possibly, eh." John twiddled his fingers and looked shy. "Go out on a date?" Y/n smiled and ruffled his hair. "Of course you dork! I was waiting for you to ask me!" She giggled. Y/n laid back down on John's lap and smiled up at him. "Love you, you dork." John kissed Y/n on the cheek and said, "Love you too."