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I’m sorry because this is so incredibly self indulgent BUT could you possibly write about spy from tf2 with an autistic partner who has a bad tendency to pull their hair and pick at their skin? As nervous habits or whatevr. Headcanons or a oneshot is fine I wanna give u creative freedom and I totally understand if that’s out of your comfort zone and you don’t want to!!! Thanks have a good day 👍🏻

Thank you for your lovely suggestion, I love this Idea and even If one of you requested something out of my comfort zone, it's always good to push beyond that limit!

Spy x Autistic!Reader {Lvl. Angst???/Fluff 💔☁️}

TW: this story contains a little bit of blood! Please if you are not comfortable with anything of the sort, find another story to read!❤

{3rd POV}

The sounds of screaming, and wailing, and banging pots together at 6 In the morning was such a nice thing to wake up to..

Through all this from a far, was two lovers sleeping In a certain smoking room, a French man and his (might I add, adorable-) partner laying in a comfortable bed.

But soon. The comfort ended when a loud mad man slammed the door open shouting from outside of it.

"GET UP, MAGGOTS! WE HAVE BATTLES TO FIGHT!" yelled soldier, now shutting the door after seeing one of the two shooting up, that being spy.

The French man groaned, palming his face his mask still on his tired face.

He looked downwards to see his sleeping lover, his tired grumpy face now being replaced with a soft, and loving one.

"Good morning Mon Amor~" {Translation: "My love~"} Spy's hand stroked the side of his partners face, giving them a kiss on the nose.

Surprisingly that was the thing that made the sleepy person wake up, now doing the same that spy had done when he woken up. A small groan, and now a loving smile.

"Oh, good morning spy.." they smiled up at him, their voice groggy and quiet.

Spy leaned down to hold them In his arms smiling, while nuzzling his face into their neck, chuckling softly.

YN shivered and giggled feeling his breath on their skin now flinching away.

"Pfftt- That tickles you weirdo." Their eyes and voice were playful now sitting up and making their legs hang from the ledge of the bed.

"How hurtful! Mon cœur!" {Translation: "My heart!"} Spy dramatically put his hand over his head leaning back like he had gotten shot, gripping his chest in the same dramatic way he did before.

YN only rolled their eyes now getting off of the bed and heading towards the personal bathroom spy had, now looking into the mirror and looking at their hair and how messed up it was, sighing they took awhile to just play with it before, overthinking about earlier.. had they actually hurt spy's feelings? Maybe they should've said something. Their hands went from softlying looping on their hair.. now turning into a rough tight grip, pulling it slightly, Not noticing doing so.

Soon after awhile of thinking they heard foot steps coming towards the open door of the bathroom seeing spy walk in with a smile on his face.

"YN?- are you alright In here, I hadn't heard any noise.." a concern glazed his French accent, now seeing their hand on their gorgeous hair, his eyebrow raised now concern spreading on his face.

"Oh mon amor.. don't do that to your beau hair..." {Translation: "Beautiful"} he gently grasped their hand which was still on their head, now looking up at the French man with a guilty look.

"I'm sorry.." they looked down at their feet, now feeling their head go up again due to Spy's now gloved hand lifting up their chin.

"No need to apologize mon amor, why were you doing this?" He asked.

YN looked away a little nervous to tell this to their partner, how would he take this information? Would he make fun of them? Would he judge them? Hate them? Their right hand now rubbing their left arm their fingers now starting to pick at their soft skin.

Once again not noticing while doing so, but of course spy had noticed seeing a small bead of blood starting to form on their arm, his breath hitching grabbing their hand once more.

"YN?- are you okay- Is there something you're not telling me?.." he pulled them closer now looking worried and sad.

They had no idea what to say, they have done this ever since they were young. And they knew why It was happening too, yet they didn't know what to say to their boyfriend..

Tears formed in their eyes a little, scared on what he was going to react, they felt like he couldn't talk, now realizing why they couldn't. They were going through a non-verbal episode.. now tears streaming down their cheeks as their emotions were everywhere at the moment.

Spy now trying to wipe their tears in a slight panic, wondering If he had said something or done something wrong. "YN... you can tell me anything.. did I upset you?.."

His partner widening their eyes now shaking their head, soon spotting a pen in his suit pocket, pointing to it suggesting they needed to write on something.

Spy looked down now grabbing the pen and funny enough an opened mail envelope was on the bathroom counter, giving it to his lover, now worried on why they were not talking.

They took their time writing out an explanation to the French man.

` ` * I have a disorder, that I've had since I was born, that makes me do all these things, It's become a habit. I am Autistic.* ` `

They finally done writing shaking a bit now giving it to spy.

They felt shameful of themselve, seeing their partner read their note, looking down, a frown on his face.

Spy looked up from the empty envelope, looking at his lover softly, now placing it back on the counter, gently grabbing YN's hand's making them look up at him with surprise.

"This Is something you shouldn't be shameful of mon amor.. you should've told me sooner. I'd still love you. And Is still do love you.. This changes nothing.. Je t'aime.." {hopefully this mean "I love you"}

They had stopped crying now, a smile appearing on their tear stained face hugging spy making sure they didn't stain his suit, now feeling comfortable enough to talk feeling themselves free.

"I love you." They sniffled slightly, the spy smiled and kissed their soft pink lips, now pulling away.

"Shall we get ready, mon amor?" He spoke softly, YN nodded walking out of the bathroom.

{the end~}

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