Requested by @PercusBlackMetal
It was a Saturday morning, the soft chirping of birds weaving through the open window as the world slowly stirred awake. You rose from your bed, still carrying the weariness of the workweek pressing on your limbs. Today was your day off—time meant for rest, for quiet moments away from the demands that never ceased.
Dragging yourself toward the kitchen, you set about preparing a cup of coffee. The familiar ritual brought a small comfort, the rich aroma filling the air as you waited for the brew to finish. Leaning on the table, you let your arms rest heavily, your body aching for respite.
But even before the first drop of coffee was poured, a certain presence made itself known. Soft, quick footsteps approached, betraying her anticipation of the warm scent. Pandemonica appeared, her eyes instantly drawn to you—the tired slump of your shoulders, the faint bruises marking your knuckles and palms, the sweat stains on your shirt.
With a quiet, careful grace, she moved closer, her breath steady as she took in every detail of your exhaustion. Without a word, she wrapped her arms gently around you, the warmth of her embrace a balm to your weary soul.
"You do so much for us, and yet we hardly show our thanks," she murmured, voice soft and sincere. "Thank you, Y/n. You've made my time here, and everyone else's, better than I ever thought possible."
A faint blush colored her cheeks as she hugged you tighter, seeking to offer all the comfort she could. Then, as if summoned by fate, your hand stirred, moving gently against her arm—an unconscious gesture from your half-sleeping state.
The soft beep of the coffee machine interrupted the stillness, signaling the moment had arrived.
Pandemonica slipped away to pour two cups, setting them down carefully in a safe spot beside you. She retreated to her room, a shy smile lingering on her lips, the soft blush still bright on her face.
Behind closed doors, she returned to her duties, her heart quietly full from the simple act of gratitude and closeness shared in the morning light.
YOU ARE READING
Helltaker one shots
БоевикSo reading the title it's pretty obvious what it's about and if you have requested just leave a comment or in this case request ask and if it's a lemon or fluff ask anyway enjoy the book. Also I don't own helltaker like Lmao
