Corrupted (Male Reader x Charlie) (BOOK 1)

First Client

           Y/N opened his eyes and looked and the gray ceiling. He looked around and saw the red wallpaper.

  'Yep, still in Hell' he thought, getting out of the bed.  He looked at his clothes. Still torn and messed up.

"Geez, well Charlie said she'll get me some stuff in a couple of days so I can wait" he said to himself as he walked out of his room and into the hall. He walked towards the elevator, the old yet fresh smell entered his nostrils. The hell air which was pretty much the same but with a little bit of heat entered his lungs, as they slowly adapted to it. Occasionally, the boards under his feet and the carpet would creak, but Y/N trusted that this place wasn't in complete shambles. He made it to the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor. It dinged and began its descent.

        The golden doors slid open and Y/N stepped out, looking at his surroundings. No one was out in the lobby.

  'Maybe they went out again' he thought as he began to look in the kitchen, hoping for something to satisfy his cravings. He was able to find some Angel Dust cereal named Glory O's.

"Of course he has a cereal" Y/N said, as he fished out a bowl and spoon from the drawers. He began to look within the fridge for milk and found something that said milk, so he just took it. He began to put his cereal in and then the milk, and grabbed the odd language labeled milk and shoved it back in the fridge. That wasn't even the weirdest thing in there. There was normal stuff, then unusual stuff such as a red jar with white balls in it, and a yellow cube that looked like pudding, but Y/N decided not to mess with it. He closed the fridge door to see Charlie approaching him from the front door

"Oh hey Charlie!" Y/N said, glad to see someone was alive here.

  "Y/N! What are you doing?" she said in a confused voice.

  "Uh," he began to get worried. 'I should've asked permission before ravaging through their food. Crap!' he thought as his entire body froze, like he had just gotten into trouble by a teacher. "Fixing me breakfast?" he said worriedly, his eyes switching from Charlie to the bowl. She stayed silent, tilting her head at what he said. "Look, I'm sorry. I should've asked for permission, It just that I haven't eaten anything since I've been down her-" he began to explain, hoping to be forgive, but she just stopped.

"No it's not that," she said with a small giggle, giving Y/N some relief. "Why are you up? It's 5:30 in the morning" she said, walking forward with what appeared to be a bag.

'Oh' Y/N thought, as he realized he didn't have a way to tell time. Well, at least he got some sleep. "I guess I just didn't know what time it was since I have nothing on me" he said, taking the bowl to the bar.  He sat down and began to eat when she sat down next to him.

  "Do you not have a phone or..." she trailed off, wondering what his life up there was specifically like, hoping she didn't strike a nerve in case he couldn't afford a phone.

"No I have, or had one. It was on my bed before I got dragged down here" he said, taking another spoonful.

  "Oh ok. Well that's another thing I'll have to get, but here you go!" she said cheerily, giving him the bag.

"What is this?" Y/N said, opening the bag. Finding clothes and snacks. "Charlie, you didn't have to get it for me this early. You could have waited a little bit, you didn't have to get them a few hours after I told you" Y/N said shocked, realizing how much she cared for him, random human or hotel resident.

"Oh it's fine, I was up anyways thinking about something" she said, her grin slowly going straight. Then it went right back to the crescent it always was. "You know what? How would you like to try something with me?" she said. Y/N swallowed and looked at her, she was anxiously waiting his response.