୨⎯ "But if you do plan on killing me, you're going to need an appointment."⎯୧
Being famous in a world filled with danger has many disadvantages. Being so vulnerable to everyone, someone is bound to find you.
Even if it's an accident.
When Hoodie ac...
Y/n woke up with a deep headache that morning, immediately running to the bathroom.
"Blegh~" she hurled into the toilet, the aftertaste of the vomit sickening her even more.
Suddenly something from behind her pulled her hair back, avoiding it to fall on her face or get covered with her vomit.
"Good morning Princess." Hoodie said in a low voice, rubbing her back to give her comfort. He passed her a water bottle and a bottle of ibuprofen.
Y/n gladly took a large sip of water along with the pills, holding her head in pain.
"When did you come over?" She asked, eyes resting. Hoodie stopped rubbing circles on her back, sitting criss cross on the floor with her.
"I stayed the night." He simply said, trying not to give too many details about what had happened the night before.
"You didn't leave?"
"You didn't let me leave." Y/n's face covered with a deep blush. She wasn't sure what she had done last night or had any memory after she'd gone home.
"A-Ah! Sorry about that, I shouldn't have gotten too drunk. Whatever I did I'm sorry, I don't remember anything after I came home-"
"Wait you said you don't remember anything?" Brian cut her off, quirking a brow.
"No? Why did I do something bad?" The male stared off into the distance, as if he was thinking about the question.
"Pretty much." Y/n's eyes widened, starting to panic before Brian put a finger on her lips, as if quieting her.
"But don't worry, if you weren't drunk," he moved his head close to her ears. Y/n felt his hot breath on her neck, sending a chill down her spine.
"I might've just liked it." He got up from the floor, returning to his regular, calm nature as if nothing happened.
"Now, I'm going to go raid your fridge because I'm hungry and want to eat." He left the bathroom, leaving Y/n in a pure state of shock.
Which left her to question:
What did happen last night?
~ "Holy shit all my muscles hurt like hell." The girl whined, rubbing her temples. Hoodie came up behind her, resting his chin on the top of her head.
"I could help you if you'd like that." He massaged her shoulders, attempting to get her to be relaxed. And fuck did it work. Her muscles quickly untensed, his warm hands putting her into pure bliss. Y/n closed her eyes, getting lost in the sensation
"Should I stop or-" Y/n snapped her eyes open, a slight panic rising in her.
"NO!" She yelled, causing Brian to tense. The female cleared her throat, relaxing herself once more.
"You can uh, keep going." She said cooly, pretending she hadn't just freaked out. The male obliged, rubbing her shoulders and upper back.
"I didn't think you'd be so keen on me massaging you, geez." He joked, moving his hands up to her neck. Y/n went to hum in response, but accidently let out a very small, involuntary moan.
"Y-yeah...it's just you have really nice hands." She bit her lip, trying to not make this so awkward for herself. Hoodie laughed slightly, sliding his arms down her neck. He rested his head right next to hers, looking out the window together.
"What are you doing today?" He asked in the same low voice he usually held when close to her. Y/n couldn't lie; it definitely put her into a state of comfort and made her heart flutter. She could feel the vibrations of his voice on her shoulder, the more he talked the more oxytocin was released in her brain.
"I have to start packing for tour. Oh right, did I ask you if you want to coming?" Hoodie hummed, moving his head closer to her. Y/n's cheekbone was tickled slightly by his fluffy hair.
"As much as I think I'd like to go, I have mi- work, and I highly doubt that my boss will even let me get a day off." The female pouted, entangling her fingers with his fair.
"Awe that sucks. But that's fine, I'll call you and I'll explain all the cool stuff like how being on stage is like and stuff I see while on the tour itself and and..." She rambled on about just how amazing going on tour was, and Brian listened to every part of it. But it wasn't like he felt forced to, but rather he liked when she rambled on about things that made her excited or happy. It made him feel closer to her.
"Hey, do you have work today?"
"Yeah, I actually have to go soon, I'm busy most of this week so I'll see you on... Friday." They both smiled, knowing what Friday was. For some reason though, they both didn't want to acknowledge what it actually was in person. After all, they're body language and eyes said more than enough.
"Yeah, Friday."
~
"Lazari you shouldn't risk your life for a human." Sally frowned, helping bandage up Lazaris wounds.
"Sally, this is a lot more than just a human now. If I told my dad, he would make me tell him everything I know about Y/n. He would know about her knowing the proxies. And then everyone will be put in danger!" Sally nodded along with what Lazari said, putting on a bunch of pink, sparkly bandages.
"We have to tell someone. You can't get hurt again." The horned girl agreed. Her father was brutal when it came to torture and abuse. Once was enough trauma for any regular being to go through.
"I think it's time we tell him." Sally sighed, sadly agreeing. Slender was probably their best bet when it came to getting help.
it was quite scary, how the smallest trigger in Y/n can possibly cause harm on what Sally called home. But in the end, one thing was for sure;
Y/n was something much more powerful than she, nor anyone else, had realized.
. . .
Man I'm not very proud of this chapter but whatever.
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(Yes I'm aware it isn't ester but whatever I don't even celebrate Easter)
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