𝕎𝕙𝕪 ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝔸 𝔾𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 // Donald Na X Fem Reader

{16}

TW: Mentions Sexual Assault

We arrived at The Silver Smash. Getting in was easy, but since we spent so much time arguing Crash's match had already started. Instead of sticking around I stood where he could see me, once we made eye contact I went to the back where the extra rooms are.

At The Silver Smash if you're one of the best fighters you get to go to this sort of backstage area. They have the offices of the people who run the stage, a medical room, and a few extra rooms for simply staying in for the night. I snuck back there with Donald and we waited in one of the rooms. I sat on the bed and had Donald wait behind the door.

After some time Crash flung the door open, causing Donald to have to carefully grab the side. Crash saw me and grinned as he strutted over to me, covered in blood. I stood up, looking past Crash and nodding to Donald. He closed the door and locked it. Seeing Donald caused Crash to grin and his eyes got crazy.

"Who's this?" He asked, eyeing Donald as if he were a new toy.

"No one. Look at me. I need to talk to you."

He turned to me with rabid eyes. "Did you just give me an order?" He clicked his tongue. "No, no, no. That won't do, my beautiful (Y/N). You don't get to give me orders!"

Donald moved closer, ready to stop Crash if he went on a rampage. Crash is out of it, he fits the definition of sadistic sociopath perfectly. He doesn't care for wrong or right. He won't go out of his way to do something good or bad unless it benefits him in some way, or he simply wants to have fun. Sometimes he gets this random blood lust and will just start attacking whoever's closest without warning. One second you're drinking coffee together, the next he's pouring boiling hot coffee on your face and trying to rip your throat out with his teeth. That's a true story, too. His gang has gone through a lot of members because he scares them all away.

"Tell your little boy toy if he moves any closer I'll fucking break his legs," Crash hunched over, letting his head fall, and started to laugh a little. "What do you want? You know how much you broke all of our hearts when you left, right?" He lifted his head and started at me with a wild look. "Why did you leave, love? I've missed you. Jeong misses you."

"Crash, I need you to be straight with me. Where are you guys hanging out these days?"

"Oh, I can't tell you that."

"Crash, you understand if I don't know where you are you'll never see me again, right?"

"That's not possible. I'll see you. Over here. Over there," he began to point in random directions and then looked at me and laughed. "We're coming for you~" he sang.

"What does that mean?"

"Jeong missed you so much he started to follow you around. Him and Ren have been taking turns. He won't let me follow you, though," Crash began to pout. "Says I'm too reckless. That you'll catch on if I do it. That I'll go crazy and get too close."

"Jeong and Ren? Is it just them two?"

"Yeah! That's the problem! I wanted to see you too!" He reached up and gently stroked my face. I waved Donald off as he moved forward to let him know it's fine. Crash is kind of like a child. As long as I don't make him upset he'll tell me everything I need to know. "I missed you. You were always so nice to me. You and Pinky. Pinky was like candy. I miss her too. Did you bring her?!"

Pinky is Crash's nickname for Prim. He straightened up and looked around for her. When he couldn't find her he got sad. "I want to see her! I want to see Pinky!"

I turned his head to me. "Is Jeong stalking her too?"

"Yeah. He's following all of you. Pinky, Aera, Min, the really smart one, and the boyish girl. He got angry when he kept seeing a boy named 'Donald' go in and out of your apartment. He was even angrier when you went in together and you were drunk. Said he'd kill him! I'm gonna be the one to do that though. No one can touch my sweet (Y/N)."