Demon! Prussia X Chubby! Gamer! Reader (Request)

"FUCK YOU!"

You smirked, "what time?"

Gil smirked back, his pointed, black tail swishing and lifting you chin so your eyes met his. "Anytime'z good for me frau~" He purred, his tail trailing down your jawline seductively.

You suppressed a shiver and rolled your (eye color) eyes, pinching the bone right underneath the pointed triangular part together. He yelped and cradled his dark tail with his cold hands. "Vhat zhe hell frau?! Mein awesome demon tail!" 

You laughed at his pain, scrolling through the possible areas to complete in [I'm not a gamer so...just bear with me] Call Of Duty as you did so. 

"You're so sensitive! Always saying 'OW! Don't pinch zhat frau!' 'Don't hit my tail!' 'Mein awesome horns are off limitz! WAAA WAAA WAAAA!' Jeezus, stop being such a pussy, demon." You mimicked in a high-pitched, bad German accent.

He pouted. "At least I'm not az inzenzitive az you!" He exclaimed, unfortunately true. You certainly didn't care about how others felt, especially when it came to your weight or how you acted. 

Most girls worried about how their face or hair looked. You grimaced at the thought, clicking your tongue in distaste. Always so vain and probably they didn't even care about how others felt, only pretended to notice their 'friends' behavior so they can get a boyfriend or some shit like that.

And that's how you met Gilbert. It was in the first grade as you remember it, the others played with each other and did whatever first graders did, but you would hide away in your 'secret base' right off the playground and at an edge of the forest growing near there. You didn't go far but there was a very old swing set that you would sit down and swing till the bell rang. 

You don't remember how you discovered the grounds but all you know is the boy who met up with you. He was your 'imaginary friend' to all but you. He scared you at first with his blood-red eyes, snow white hair, midnight black attire and extra appendages but you got used to it after awhile. Who doesn't get at least a little freaked out when you see black, bony wings, sharp enough teeth that could rip someone's throat out, pointy ears, sharp claws, and a freaking devil-like tail?

Of course it scared you, you weren't some emotionless being. BUT! He did introduce himself and promised not to hurt you so you trusted the demon like the little naïve child you were. You two talked for awhile and eventually became good buddies. Your parents still worried about your health because apparently they thought you still had an overactive imagination and needed therapy.

It was a pain to go to therapy twice a week but they just can't see Gilbert 'cause he's a demon. Even to this day he doesn't explain why others can't see him yet you can...

BOOM! The loud, unanticipated sound tore you away from memory lane of early childhood. You scoffed at the albino as he shot your target. "Dammit Gil! IMMA KILL CHU!"

"KESESESESESESESESESESE! I VOULD LIKE TO ZEE YOU TRY FRAU!"

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He's right, don't start (no no) 
'Til you're his own, form of art and (oh oh) 
He's doing his part 
Cause he's winning my heart (my heart) 

There were no sparks (no no) 
Just a gasoline fire burning through the dark and (oh oh) 
He's doing his part 
Cause he's winning my heart (my heart) 

Is he human, does it matter 
I know he's what I'm after 
I can reel him, from disaster 
I know (I know)

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You sat in the back of your class as snow gently fell from the heavens. A bored expression on your face and (eye color) dull eyes watching the snowflakes flutter and dance in the sudden gusts of wind. Your math teacher SUCKED at teaching math, always lecturing in his monotone voice of his.

You sighed and stared out the window, something red catching your eye. You just raised an eyebrow when you saw Gil, of all people, staring right back at you. He wore his usual attire of a white-collared shirt with black jeans, converse and gloves. You already told him before but, he looked kinda emo with all that black he would always wear.

You mouthed, "What the fuck?" to the demon with obvious confusion plastered on your face. He grinned his famous "awesome" smile and puffed onto the freezing window, frowning that no fog appeared on the glass. 

You snickered, biting your lip to keep yourself from laughing aloud in the class for your teacher would notice and give detention. He noticed your stifled laugh and frowned, sticking out his bottom lip out of frustration. He then snapped his fingers suddenly, out of thought with the look of "I know!". He brought his fingertip to his sharp teeth and ripped the cold flesh open.

You sat in complete shock as he wrote in his own blackish-reddish blood a word, the blood dripping down the frozen glass.

'Hai'

He gave you a dazzling smile with an excited sparkle in his ruby eyes, feeling accomplished that he thought of a good idea for once. Even if he didn't realize that writing in blood meant something very different in the human world, you couldn't help but return the grin, your chest fluttering in delight.

"HOLY FUCK THE WINDOW!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A shrill scream of a female interrupted your sweet moment with your best friend. Your classmates started screaming and moving away from the window and...you.

The look on their faces seemed hilarious to you, their eyes wide open and mouths as ajar as the Amnesia monster. You kept your expressionless look when the teacher started ushering everyone out of the classroom, his own terror filling up his whole face.

You grabbed your stuff at a lazy pace rather than the hyped-up and frightened speed of your fellow students. You gave Gil a look of sadness and went out of the door with your rushed classmates, Gil standing there with a puzzled and just-as-sad face.

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Call the doctor, call the doctor 
Must be something wrong with me (oh-h) 
He's a monster, why do I want ya 
Please tell me, please tell me 
He's a monster (aye) 
He's a monster (oh) 
That boy, he's a motherfucking monster 
But I love him, yeah I love him 
Ooh ah, ooh ah ah (ah) 

Most people are scared (are scared) 
When they look him in the eyes, all they see is fear (but) 
Let me make this clear (this clear) 
I want him near (him near) 

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"YOU NEED TO MOVE ON (NAME)!"

"MOVE ON?!?!?!" You screamed to your mom, tears streaming down your face. 

"Yes darling, the people of this town are starting to question your strange behavior! I mean, blood on the window saying 'hello' to you?! You know how many in this town are superstitious! Many people have already tried to convince me to have an exorcism!"

"Exorcism?! This isn't a damned movie mother! There isn't some fucking demon possessing me!"

"And this is reality (Name)! You can't have your ridiculous imaginary friend 'Gilbert'! He's not even real! GROW UP!" She yelled.

By now, the tears were really coming down. "Ridiculous?! How could you! Gil is here and he's hurt!" You fired back with vigor, watching his form open the door and slam it, flying away with his bat-like wings. "Didn't you just see that door slam?! Or even hear it?"

Your mom pulled at her hair and looked at you with incredulous eyes. "The door never slammed! I heard nothing! Gilbert isn't real!" 

You stared at her in shock. "But..." Anger filled your veins. "It's all your fault!! How could you? I play games with him, eat, drink, he's my best friend! I won't let you take him away!" You screeched, throwing your hands down in defiance.

"You're going insane (Name)! Eating with air?! What's wrong with you?!"

"You're my problem!" You stomped outside and tried to keep up with Gil's fleeting form. You huffed, your rather chunky legs trying to keep up with the demon. "GIL!" You panted/shouted from the ground, many of your neighbors eyeing your 'strange' behavior. Jeez I need to work out. You thought while wheezing. You know what? Fuck that idea, my games need me.

You didn't care however, you had bigger fish to fry. You saw Gilbert's dark body fly into the darkness of the trees of the local park. You groaned at his choice of places but still followed. "Jeez, woman, can you fly any faster?" You cursed sarcastically at the 'imaginary' demon.

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Most people can't sleep (can't sleep) 
Feeling he's out, on the streets (but) 
He is my creep (my creep) 
He is my creep (my creep) 

Is he human, does it matter (ohhh) 
I know he's what I'm after 
I can reel him, from disaster (ohhh) 
I know (I-I-I know)

Call the doctor, call the doctor 
Must be something wrong with me (oh-h) 
He's a monster, why do I want ya 
Please tell me, please tell me 
He's a monster (aye) 
He's a monster (oh) 
That boy, he's a motherf***ing monster 
But I love him, yeah I love him 
Ooh ah, ooh ah ah 

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You couldn't find Gil despite several hours of searching. He was trying to hide from you, it was kinda obvious. You searched even after the sun dipped into the horizon and threatened to leave you in complete darkness. You weren't afraid since Gil would scare off any animal that threaten to hurt you anyways. 

Your mom and a small search party came into the woods for you once the sky was giving into the night. They escorted you, kicking and screaming, to your home with your mom, shortly after, locking you in your room, your window blocked by chains and a padlock. 

Pfft, like that would stop a demon. You smirked, regaining your breath. You flopped onto a bean bag, reaching over and grabbing your secret stash of food under your bed. You opened a bag of Lays chips and turned on your XBox. Some nice XBox Live should calm you down...

...

Yeah...that didn't work out very well.

Some son-of-a-bitches started beating your ass at your favorite shooting game, talking crap about you being such a noob.

You became even more pissed; you can't even enjoy your favorite game to vent without some losers trash-talking. You glanced at the window, the sky dark and street lamps turned on. No sign of Gil. "Psh, stupid 10 year-olds..." You grumbled to yourself, turning off the game.

"I know Frau, zhe are zo ztupid." You whirled around to see Gil, snow sprinkled onto his clothing and face. Pink dusted your cheeks. He looks really cute, you thought. I guess since he has such a cold body, he doesn't even feel snow or ice. You smiled once you saw him, tears starting to run down your face.

"Gil..." You sniffled, wiping away your incoming snot. You rushed up to him and glomped him, your chubby arms wrapped tightly around his cold torso. Gilbert's own bony arms hugged you close to him. "(Name)..."

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He's sick, he's fresh 
He doesn't really know how to dress (that's why I like it) 
He's a beast, he's weird 
He, he never looks in the mirror (and I like it) 

Call the doctor, call the doctor 
Must be something wrong with me (oh-h) 
He's a monster, why do I want ya 
Please tell me, please tell me 
He's a monster (aye) 
He's a monster (oh) 
That boy, he's a motherfucking monster 
But I love him, yeah I love him 
Ooh ah, ooh ah ah

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"Where the hell did you go in the stupid forest?" You asked sternly, crossing your arms. Gil rubbed the back of his head nervously. "I actually went to the arcade." Your mouth dropped, an irk mark appearing on your forehead. 

"GILLBEERT!!!"

"AHHHH DON'T KILL ME FRAU PLEAZE!!! I'M TOO AWEZOME TO DIE!!!" He cowered, holding his hands up. You sighed, breathing deeply from the small anxiety attack. "Please, don't do that next time..." He grinned and nodded, ruffling your hair. 

"Of course not Frau." He said softly. "Because next time I'm going, I'm taking you with me." 

You looked up with wide eyes, his sudden change to shy behavior shocking you. Of course he'd take you with him to the arcade but it was more of the softness of his voice that got to you.

"Wha...?" Gil blushed and averted his eyes. "Don't look at me like zhat." You furrowed your eyebrows. "Stop being such a wuss, get to the point, I hate cliffhangers. You're as slow as a Netflix buffer!!"

Gil sighed and wiped the melted snow from his white hair and black, curled sheep horns. "Still as impatient as always (Name)." You gave him the 'look'. 

Gil eeped like his pet bird, Gilbird. "Fine, fine. Look," he breathed in deeply. "You'resomuchmoreawesomerthananyotherhumanI'vemeetandyou'reawesomenessoverwhelmesthemsomuchthattheybecomesounawesome-" "CALM THE FUCK DOWN I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU!!" You yelled, interrupting Gil's rant.

Gil blushed so red, it was abnormal for such a pale demon like himself; it clashed with his albino characteristics. "Ich liebe dich, ok?!?! I don't care if I'm a demon and you are zcared of me at timez, I love you even if my heart iz az cold and hard az ice!" He confessed, finding your anime posters interesting.

You blinked then blushed yourself. You bit your lip. "I-I love y-you too...I was afraid of you at first but then I realized how much those superstitious people in my town were lying to me. I love you too, demon or not." You managed, stuttering.

A soft smile graced his pale, lifeless lips. "Danke Frau..." He murmured, leaning into your ear whispering, "may I?"

You nodded slowly, feeling hesitant on what he was about to do. His face pulled back and then he gently pressed his lips against yours. You were reluctant to kiss back, for this was your first kiss and you had no idea how the fuck people could lip-lock.

You, getting the hang of Gil's soft, rhythmic kisses, kissed back. Gil grinned and pulled back. He placed his forehead on your's. "You're mine now." He claimed, watching your cheeks glow.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Don't say creepy shit like that." You muttered, smiling sheepishly to yourself, biting your gum in vain to keep yourself from looking weird smiling like an idiot.

"Now, since all that gooey shit is done, can you now explain to me why I can see you and others can't?" Gil froze and then started to fiddle with his fingers but then looked at you with his ruby orbs.

"Vell...if a demon iz ever, how do you humanz zay it?, deztined to be vith a mortal zhen zhat perzon iz zhe only one zhat can zee zhe demon if zhat perzon livez on Earth."

"So in other words, I'm your soulmate?" You bluntly stated. He nodded and you only grinned some more. 

"Good, as your mate I command you to play Amnesia!" You ordered, thrusting your fist down. "YEZ MA'AM!!!" He saluted mockingly. "AND ZHE AWEZOME ME SHALL BEAT YOU!" He proclaimed, running to your computer.

Yep, good 'ole Gil is back. You chuckled, starting a (playful) heated argument while wrestling over the computer to prevent Gil from beating your high score.