Everyone has a purpose
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-Y/N P.O.V-
Couldn't seem to get my head around what my goal was anymore. I left the room I slept in and walked into the bathroom. It was nice and clean, better than a public washroom most would say. I lifted up my shirt and saw the many battle scars that had littered my body. "No matter how many times they'll make a government with 'superior others' I'll always be here." I ran a hand through my hair in furiously. "Fuck!" I yelled. I had no clue what to do anymore. It was a living hell. It's had to spill blood either way. There's no change to what I do.
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-Techno P.O.V-
I stirred awake my arms feeling empty. 'Y/N must've went back already' I sighed, wiping the sleepiness out of my eyes. I stood up, walking over to the washroom. I closed the door behind me as I left. "Fuck!" I heard his yell echo. "Y/N?" I'd questioned. I made swift steps towards the bathroom. Once I reached it I frantically knocked on the door. "Y/N!? You alright in there?" I'd yell through the door. "Y-yeah, I'm fine Tech" Y/N said in a small voice. I realized. "Sorry! Didn't mean to scare you" I apologized, only to hear Y/N's sweet laugh fill my ears to my response. "I'll be out in a sec Tech." Y/N's laughter died down.
A minute or two later Y/N stepped out, he had tired E/C eyes and messy H/C hair which look so fluffy. "What time is it?" He'd mumbled softly. I'd look at a nearby clock. "I'd say around 2 in the morning." I'd reply. Y/N yawned. "Let's go back to bed.." Y/N said, already walking off. I stood for a bit before realizing. "Heh!? Wait up!"
Y/N already laid on the bed as I walked in. I laid down next to him, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him closer to my chest. I played with his hair. I was correct that it was fluffy. Y/N seemed to just mumble quietly, allowing me to just play with his hair. It was a dark room both me and Y/N were laying in, it didn't bother the both of us. I leaned down, giving him a small peck on his head. I sat back and yawned. I looked around the pitch black room, not being able to make out anything. I gave up on imagining things and let my eyes close shut before drifting to a nice slumber.
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-Achilles P.O.V-
"Where could this son of a dick be!?" I yelled in frustration. I sat impatiently in a grand meeting room. My suit and tie were kept on nicely. My guests were late. Thought they were the best hunters in town, can't even show up to a god damn meeting. I awaited for a bit longer. The loud continuous tapping of the pen was the only sounds heard. I shifted in my seat, waiting once more.
Only 5 minutes had passed and I grew impatient. I stood up before all of them walked in. "Look at what the cat dragged in. What is the cause of this?" I said angrily. They stood silently, they were missing a hunter. "Where's the short one? Colour blind freak is what I heard." A masked man in lime gear came up and grabbed me by the neck forcefully. "He is no freak. You watch your mouth Mr. President. You may have power but who really is the one with the gun?" I shivered as his grip tightened around my neck. Dream paused for a minute before dropping me in satisfaction. I gasped for air, rubbing my neck. "Fuck you" I'd cursed quietly.
"Now about the deal"
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A/N
Might be ending the book in one long chapter. Would've said I lost the motivation to write
Anyways, have a good day everyone
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-ʜᴇᴀᴅ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʜɪɢʜ-(Technoblade x M!Reader)
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