Matthew Gray Gubler x daughter!reader/ Platonic! Aubrey Plaza
Word Count: 1,400
Requested By: Anonymous
what about mgg daughter and aubrey plaza hanging out? idk why i thought of this. you don’t have to write it you don’t want to :)
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Your dad was very close to Aubrey, so naturally you were too. Ever since you were little, you and her were like best friends. She always set aside time in her schedule to spend time with you. This year, she was planning on taking you on a road trip. Your dad begged to come along but you and Aubrey told him it was for girls only. The plan was to start in Los Angeles and then go to Vegas, making a stop at Yosemite as well. It wasn’t the most conventional or the longest trip, but you were still happy to go.
You’ve always wanted to go on a road trip but your dad was always way too busy to take you on one. You were excited that your first one would be with Aubrey, who you considered your number one best friend.
The morning that you were leaving, you were too excited to sleep so you woke up at five. You were double checking your packing list and made sure everything was in your bag. Apparently you were making too much noise and woke your dad up.
“Y/n? What are you doing? It’s too early for you to be making this much noise,” he stood at your doorway and rubbed his eyes.
“Sorry, I’m just too excited,” you zipped your bag up and threw it on the bed, “I’ll be quieter.”
“No it’s fine. I’m already awake. Do you want coffee?”
“Please,” you followed your dad into the kitchen.
He grabbed two mugs from the cupboards as you sat down at the counter. Your laptop was still out and there were pieces of paper scattered around it. As Matthew handed you your coffee, he motioned to the mess in front of him, “Late night homework session?”
“Nope! I was just doing some extra planning for our trip,” you grabbed the papers and looked over the notes you made.
“Thought you two were being spontaneous about this?” he took a sip of his drink and sat down next to you, looking over the papers as well, “How can you even read your writing?”
You rolled your eyes and snatched the paper from his hands, “I know but, I like to have things somewhat planned. This is just a rough draft.”
“Mmm, I see,” he kissed the side of your head, “I’m going to miss you,” he stood up and ruffled your hair, “What am I going to do without you?”
“You’ll be fine without me. It’s just for a few days,” you stood up, making your way to your room, “Maybe Rumple can keep you company,” you ran upstairs before he could answer back.
A few hours later, the doorbell rang and you raced downstairs, almost knocking your dad over. You opened the door and greeted Aubrey with a hug.
“Wow, you must be really excited,” she teased, returning the hug.
“You have no idea,” Matthew called from inside the house.
“Well, I’m just glad I don’t have to deal with you for the next few days,” you jabbed at him. You dragged Aubrey inside.
Her and Matthew caught up while you went upstairs to grab your things. You walked downstairs and set your bag at your feet, “I’m ready.”
Your dad walked over to you and hugged you, “Be good,” he said pulling away from you. He turned to Aubrey, “No matter how many times she begs, don’t let her drive.”
“Don’t listen to him,” you said, stepping away from him, “Dad we’ll be fine.”
“Yeah. We’re gonna be safe and have fun,” she said as she pulled you into a side hug.
“Fine. Just don’t break my daughter,” he tossed your bag back at you and watched as you two left.
It was only four and a half hours to your first stop in Yosemite. For that time, you and her talked about anything and everything. The topic landed on boys, “Anyone catching your eye recently?” she asked. You didn’t answer, you just blushed, giving her the answer she needed, “So there is someone? Who is it?”
“Mmm you can’t tell my dad but me and Finn have gone on a few dates,” your face was fifty shades of red now.
She gasped, “Wolfhard? Lucky duck.”
You punched her in the arm lightly, “Just don’t tell my dad. He will freak.”
“Don’t worry I won’t. It’ll be our secret.”
Your first stop at the park was a hike to one of the falls. Once at the top you took pictures and sent them to your dad, making him jealous. He really wished he was allowed to go. You hiked back down and it was getting late. You two decided to camp out for the night.
You picked out a camp spot and helped Aubrey set up the tent. By the time you finished setting it up, it was dark.
She started a fire and you pulled out some logs for you two to sit on.
“Do you wanna tell ghost stories?” she asked you.
“Sure,” you knew she told great stories, just like your dad. You were just worried that you might not be able to sleep after hearing hers.
“Ok, ok. So you know Bigfoot right?”
You nodded, “Yeah but isn’t he more in like the Pacific Northwest? Like in the mountains?”
“Yes but there’s variations like the Yeti, that’s not the point.”
“Continue then.”
She leaned in closer to you, “Well, there’s rumors that there’s a similar creature here in the park.”
“Really? Are we in danger?”
“Mmm, no. He only goes after men,” she stood up and patted your shoulder, “We really have to watch out for the other one. She’s smaller but stronger.”
“Wait? You said we were safe!” you jumped up from your spot on the log.
“As long as you’re over twenty-one she won’t go after you.”
“But I’m sixteen! Aubrey! You can’t leave me hanging like this!”
She just shrugged, “I’m sure you’ll be ok. Yell if you need anything,” she went into the tent and started getting ready for bed.
Sometimes, suspense like this was worse than hearing an actual story. There wasn’t enough service for you to google to see if this was real or not. You stayed outside by the fire for a bit until it started to die down and it got cold. You got into the tent and saw Aubrey was already asleep. You changed into pajamas and got into your sleeping bag, “I’ll kill you if you scare me in the middle of the night,” you whispered.
Morning came and you didn’t get eaten by a monster lurking in the woods.
“See? You were fine,” Aubrey said as she was finishing shoving the tent back into the car.
“Because I was up all night,” you flopped into the passenger seat. Aubrey closed the trunk and got into the driver’s seat.
“If it makes you feel better, we can get coffee?”
Aubrey drove you to a small café. Before your food even came, you had downed two cups of coffee.
“You really are your father’s daughter. You drink so much coffee. Both of you,” she said in between her own sips of coffee.
“I mean, where do you think I got it from? I’m pretty sure I was born holding a coffee cup.”
“I wouldn’t be surprised,” she responded. The waitress brought your food, “So, tell me more about Finn. What’s up with you two?”
“Mmm, nothing,” you shoved a forkful of French toast into your mouth.
“Come on Y/n,” she leaned closer to you, “I won’t tell your dad.”
“Only if you let me drive. I won’t crash,” you held your hand out for the keys, waiting for her to hand them over.
She thought about it for a minute before answering, “Deal,” she tossed them to you, “Now spill.”
“Ok, ok,” you started, “It’s nothing serious. We’ve just hung out a few times.”
“Really? That’s it?”
“Yup,” you stood up, keys in hand, “We better get going,” you quickly ran out of the café.
“Y/n!” she called out but you were already out the door and in the car. She paid the bill and followed you out the door, “We are not done talking about this,” she muttered to herself.
A few hours later, you finally arrived in Vegas. You managed to get both of you there safely (and quite quickly.)
