Anime x Reader Oneshots

Obi x Reader: Stranded

E/c: Eye Color
H/c: Hair Color
D/N: Daughter's Name
S/N: Son's Name

Requested by: @Obicat3
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-Obi's POV-

Ugh! This sucks. I was in the middle of nowhere and injured from a fight I got into. This is what happens when you get involved in assassinating a pirate. He stabbed me with a knife above my hip. It hurt a lot.

After walking a little bit longer I found an abandoned house close to the river. I came in and found 2 kids. A boy and girl playing in the middle of the room. What are two kids doing in a place like this? The girl waved shyly, "Uh, h-hi. Who a-are you?"

I was about to answer when a woman came in from the back. "(D/N), (S/N), I'm back. Guess what we'll have-" She stopped when she noticed I was there. She grabbed a knife and pointed at me with it she hid the kids behind her. "Who are you? Why are you here?"

I held my hands up, "I'm Obi, I just need some help. I got attacked by some bandits on my way to a village and got lost. I'm injured."

She looked at me suspiciously. She asked the little girl to get her kit. She told the boy to go to his room. The girl got the kit, gave it to her mom, and went to her room. I could see them peeking through the door. They waved a bit with a smile.

The boy had (h/c) hair and green eyes. The girl had brown hair and (e/c) eyes. They looked more curious than afraid. I flinched when I felt a pinch on my back. "Sorry." She was stitching me up. I asked her what her name was. "(Y/N)."

I looked at her as she stitched my cuts on my chest and stomach, "Pretty name." I looked over to the door and saw the kids again. "They can come out if they want, I don't bite." They looked at (Y/N) with hopeful eyes and she allowed it. "I'm Obi, it's nice to meet you."

The girl introduced herself, "I'm (D/N), this is my brother (S/N). Why do you have so many scars?"

I perked up at her question, "I got into a lot of fights when I was a kid. Speaking of, how old are you?"

(S/N) answered, "We're both 5. We're twins. How old are you?"

"That's so cool. I've never meet twins that were a boy and girl. Oh, and I'm 21." It was true. I've met twin sisters and brothers, but not brother and sister.

(Y/N) finished stitching me up. "(D/N), set up a bed in the extra room. He'll be staying under our supervision for a while." When they left I looked at her confused, "The closest village is 3 days away on foot. You wouldn't survive with your wounds. It's going to take at least a month for the deep ones to heal. You must've put up a fight to end up with those wounds."

I chuckled awkwardly, "Yeah. I have a bad habit of picking fights."

She grinned a bit, "No kidding."

I asked her bluntly, "So, why are you guys living in a broken-down house in the middle of nowhere?"

She nearly dropped what she had in her hand. "That's none of your business." I dropped the matter. She clearly didn't feel comfortable talking about it.

I looked around the house. It had rotten wood, holes, and places that were going to break apart any second. "If you want I can help fix this place up."

She glared at me, "Absolutely not. Your stitches will reopen. You're going to be on solid bed rest."

"It will be forever if the roof falls on top of me." I tapped the wall and part of the roof fell off.

She pouted and walked to the kitchen, "Fine, but if you get hurt you can stitch yourself." She was pretty cute.

2 weeks passed and we had fixed a fourth of the house. I would help hunt food for dinner and pick some fruits. I had to tell (D/N) which fruits and berries were poisonous. I made her write a journal so she wouldn't forget.