KISS Oneshots

#4 Ace Frehley x Reader

I sat on the windowsill of my bedroom window, looking into the darkening sky with a cup of tea in my hands. I watched the first stars appearing, as suddenly there was a shooting star flying across the sky. But something seemed odd about it. It looked way bigger than normal shooting stars and seemed to glow blue. I watched it fly across the sky, crashing down somewhere in the forest near my house. Since the next city was atleast half an hour away, I guessed that nobody else saw it crashing down to earth.

Curious as I am, I wanted to search for it. So I sat down my cup of tea and put on shoes and a jacket. Before I left the house, I grabbed a flashlight and at last my keys. Walking into the forest, it kept getting darker and also colder. After I walked around for ten minutes, I needed to use the flashlight. After searching for another few minutes, the light from the flashlight fell onto something or better someone a few feet in front of me.

I walked a little faster until I stood in front of a young man laying on the forest ground. His clothes looked like a costume to me and his face seemed like he wore make up. It was white with his lips painted black and around his eyes was a design that slightly resembled stars in silver, blue and black paint. His eyes were closed and lips parted a bit. Then I saw the little cuts on his face and neck and the torn places on his clothes. "Did he fell from the sky?", I mumbled confused. Then he groaned a little, bringing my attention back to him. First I thought he would wake up, but he remained unconscious.

I thought about what to do for a moment, before deciding to bring him back to my house and then see further. I grabbed him under his arms, trying to lift him up. The first two attempts were in vain, but at the third try I was successful. I dragged him through the forest all the way back to my house. I leaned him against the wall for a moment, so I could open the front door. Finally inside, I layed him onto the sofa and fell onto the floor exhausted.

After I catched my breath, I stood up and walked into the bathroom, getting a bowl of warm water and a washcloth as well as the first aid kit. Back in the livingroom I put everything on the coffeetable and sat next to the beautiful stranger. I put the washcloth into the water, wringing it out before starting to clean the big cut on his left cheek. I got a little confused as the supposed facepaint didn't wash off of his face. I tried to get it off on another part of his face, but it wouldn't even smear.

As I moved on to cleaning the cuts on his neck, he stirred a little, scrunching up his face. I dipped the cloth into the water before wringing it out and laying it onto his forehead gently. Just as I wanted to retract my hand, his arm shot up and he grabbed my wrist. In the next moment he opened his eyes, looking at me. We held eye contact for a moment, his soft brown orbs staring at me. "Where am I?", he croaked out a moment later, loosening his grip on my wrist a little. "You're in my house, I found you unconscious in the forest. My names Y/N by the way.", I told him and waited for an answer. He let go of my wrist, standing up abruptly and stumbling to the window. "Stupid gravity.", he mumbled, confusing me even more. "Earth. I'm on earth!", he exclaimed a moment later, after looking out the window.

I stood up from the couch, crossing my arms in front of my chest. "Sure you're on earth! Where else would you be? On the moon?", I asked him laughing. He turned around looking slightly offended, before sighing and sitting on the couch again. "No, I'm from Jendell. Thats a really beautiful planet but now I'm so far from it.", he said, sounding a little sad. "And whats your name?", I asked him. He looked up at me smiling. "My names Space Ace, but you can just call me Ace. Y/N was it?", he asked and I nodded. "Well Ace, why don't you just go back?", I asked him. He looked at me wide eyed. "You believe me?!", he asked surprised. I laughed. "Yeah, I guess. I mean I literally saw you falling from the sky thinking you're a shooting star! And seeing as you have only a few scratches it seems possible.", I told him, shrugging my shoulders.