New School, New Country, New Life. (Momo x Reader)

"Don't Thank Me Yet."

14

Your hands twitch slightly as you stand in the elevator. You're unable to remain completely still due to a mixture of nervousness and excitement. You decide to focus on something else to help you clear your mind.

The Elevator music. It's a banger.

"Huh... Never knew that Crowd Control liked the Gorillaz... Well he did know Dad so it does make some sense." You think out loud as you begin to hum the tune. The elevator doors open causing the music to stop abruptly. You look up at the speaker for a moment. "Tell me about what's On Melancholy Hill later, 2D." You joke to yourself, stepping out of the elevator.

You enter a regular office hallway, some paintings of nature littering the walls with a water cooler next to the elevator doors. You pour yourself a small cup of water and down it in a single gulp, feeling somewhat refreshed once you do so.

"Ah... Wait... Where am I going?"

Not a moment after you say this, you hear a chuckle to your right. You turn to the source and see Crowd Control stood their in all his armoured glory.

"Oh, shit." You say under your breath. There is a moment of awkward silence before you decide to speak. "Uh... Hey?"

"Hello, Y/N." Crowd Control reaches for his helmet, taking it off and shaking his hair. "Do I have helmet hair?" He asks in a light-hearted tone.

You squint your eyes and lean forwards, examining his hair. It's sticking up in a couple places but overall it's fine. "An average middle-aged haircut, I'd say." You give him a sly smile.

"That's enough with the cheek. I'll have you know my bald spot isn't that noticeable!" The man before you begins to laugh, somewhat surprising you.

"You're..." You pause to think of the correct words. "Awfully relaxed today."

Crowd Control gives you an incredulous look. "Of course. I finally don't have to keep up the tough guy act!"

"So why are you in the armour?" You ask.

"I only get to drop the act inside the building, sadly. Once we finish the tour we'll be out on patrol." He explains.

You nod in understanding, prompting him to continue. "Speaking of... Let's get the tour started." Crowd Control places his helmet under his arm and beckons you to follow him as he starts down a hallway to his right. You fall into step beside him and the both of you make your way through the building, him pointing out rooms of note to you, including his own office, before he takes a sudden left turn which leads to a dead end. You both come to a stop a meter away from the wall, with you stood just behind him to his left.

"So, tour's over?" You begin to question, before realising something else, "And how come we're speaking English?"

Crowd Control turns his head over his shoulder to look down at you. "You were speaking English, so I decided to speak it too."

It always amazes you how people like him and Momo can switch to perfect English or Japanese like it's nothing, though you don't let that amazement show through. "Fair enough."

Crowd Control turns back to the wall, before turning a painting hanging on it slightly to the right. Once he does this, a panel opens up in the wall, allowing him to place his hand on a scanner.

Your eyes light up immediately. "No way... Secret hideout?" You practically squeak in awe.

Crowd Control pretends to clean out his ear in response to the inhuman sound you just made. "Sorry, WHAT WAS THAT? I CANNOT HEAR YOU!" He jokes.