You love cheesecake. Cheesecake is life and you can not live without having cheesecake. You almost love it as much as you love Hoodie. Almost. Yeah, and so does Hoodie. You would think that we would be the best of the friends considering so many similarities including both being proxies? Yeah, you would be right about that. would we be even together? Well, that's where you would be wrong. Despite your feelings for Hoodie you haven't told him. Why? Well
1) your feelings may not be reciprocated so you don't want to be seen as a fool
2) If your feelings aren't returned your relationship with him will deteriorate into smithereens.
If it wasn't for those fears you two would be a lovey dovey couple but too bad life doesn't work like that. Anyway, your eating a piece of cheesecake right now and sitting next to you is say person. Surprisingly he isn't eating any cheesecake. you looked at him confused
"Hoodie, aren't you going to eat any cheesecake?" He looked at you
"I already had 6 slices." Your eyes bulged
"When was this?!" He blushed and shrugged his shoulders lightly looking away bashfully. You thought the sight was adorable you sat in comfortable silence until Hoodie came close to you looking you straight in your face. You blinked owlishly as you felt a blush creep up on your face
"Yeeeeees Hoodie?"
"Please don't hate me for this." You were about to say you'll never hate him but you didn't since he lifted his mask up and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. He let go softly and then looked at you for a reaction. You gave him one. You threw your arms around his neck, startling him, and you pressed your face into his neck. He hugged you back after the initial shock. You looked at him and he gathered up his courage for the next question.
"Y/N would you do me the honor of having the title as my girlfriend?" You squealed out a yes as you were thinking that this was a dream come true and dreams normally don't come true in the Creepypasta mansion. You relished in the feeling of being in the warmth of his arms as you sighed in content.