Flower Boy (Legosi x Male! Reader)

Hiding From The Bad Ones

You ran through the school hallways.

Up stairs, through classrooms, bursting through doors.

It was your only option.

Sprinting to your dorm to try and hide, you slam into someone. Inhaling Legosi's scent, you hug the enormous torso.

"They're here!!" You babble, tears coming into your eyes. "They're here, they're going to take me away! They're here to take me!!"

"What?" Legosi asks, a little confused. You lift your head up, out of his stomach, and at his face so he can hear you.

"The foster people!" You shout. "They're here to take me away!! I need to hide, Legosi, help me hide from them!"

Without hesitation, he scoops you up and takes you into the dorm. He drops you into his bed, drawing the curtains, and puts a finger to his lips.

"I'll take care of them." He says. "You just be quiet so they can't hear you. I've got this."

You nod, taking a deep breath. You cover your mouth so they can't hear your breathing.

You hear a door open. A loud collection of footsteps enter the room.

You clamp your hand over your mouth tighter. You feel a panic attack coming, but you try to push it down your throat.

"Have you seen an arctic fox anywhere near here?" One of them asks.

"No." Legosi says. You hear sniffing.

"His scent is here." Another, more gruff voice says. "Stop lyin' kid."

"Oh, this is his dorm." Legosi says calmly. "I'm his roommate. It would only make sense that his scent is here, his bed is right there."

There's a pause when Legosi points at your bed.

"Aah, let's not waste our time here." A high woman's voice says. "He could be out of the school for all we know. Thanks for your time, kid."

The footsteps file out of the room.

It's a couple minutes before Legosi pulls open the curtains.

"It's okay now." He says. You slowly being your hands down from your mouth, then fling your arms around his neck, hugging him.

He gently hugs you back, holding you. Happy tears stream down your eyes as you hold him tightly.

"Thank you." You whisper. "I can stay. I can stay, thank you so much, Legosi..."

He gently pulls you off of him, his hands on your waist. His face has a look of worry...one you haven't really seen before.

"You can't stay at school." He says. Your heart drops and so do your ears.

"W-What?" You say. You feel a lump in your throat, and tears come back. Legosi suddenly looks frantic.

"No, no, no, no, I don't mean I don't want you with me, that's not what I meant." He says. "Sorry, what I meant was that you can't go to school because they'll still find you."

You raise your ears a little and cock your head to the side.

"They can still sweep the school, look at surveillance, have students look for you, look at attendance, there's so much they can do to find you here." He says. You understand his point. "So...we need to get you away from here. Somewhere where they can't find you, but where I can still be with you."

You sit back, kneeling down. He lets go of you, too.

"Then what do we do?" You ask. Legosi thinks for a second, then gets an idea.

"I know where we have to go."

~~~~~~~~~

We stand in front of an apartment-looking complex. It happens to be in the Black Alley Market, too. The scent of bamboo is strong.

"Legosi...I don't remember this place, can you catch me up?" You ask. Legosi starts walking towards the front door, and you follow.

"Let's just say, it's time for a doctor's visit." He says, knocking on the door.

Before you could respond, the door opens.

Revealing a smoking panda, dressed with a green polo and a quiver full of bamboo arrows on his waist.

(Legosi's POV)

"So, you two each need something from me." Gohin says, taking out his cigarette for a second.

I nod, and so does (Y/N). Gohin takes another hit, exhales, and continues to stare at us.

"And each of you need something that I may or
may not give you, and you will probably give me nothing in return, right?" He says. I swallow.

"Yes, but Gohin, these are important." I say. He takes a hit.

"What do you need, anyway?" He asks.

"I need to learn how to get stronger." I say. "Because...I need to protect (Y/N)."

"Aw." (Y/N) says. My face goes a little red.

"A-And, (Y/N) needs a place to hide from...I don't even know who, now—the cops?" I babble. "Foster care, I guess? Bottom line, he needs to be hidden from whoever might take him away."

Gohin takes another hit from his cigarette, and exhales a cloud of smoke.

"Both seem pretty valid." He says. I perk up, hopeful. "But, why should I help you?"

My shoulders sink. He's right. Why should he?

"Because..." (Y/N) starts. "Because it's your responsibility to keep the Black Alley Market free of any mad psycho-maniacs, right? To keep it as safe as it can. Well, how can you keep doing that alone?"

Gohin's expression doesn't seem to change.

"We can be...reinforcements? Assistants?" He continues.

"Whatever you want to call us, we can help you. You can't do this on your own for long, and besides, we both are trying to learn how to fight...just differently. Gohin, if you're really the market's doctor, you would agree with us that it might end up being too much. It probably already is."

Gohin exhaled a long puff of smoke, as if he was considering. Then he slapped his knee, and started laughing.

"You kids really thought I was gonna say no, didn't ya!" He said between laughs. Me and (Y/N) exchanged confused looks. "I was just messing with you two! 'Why should I help you,' did you really thought I meant that? Ha!"

He laughed a little more until he started coughing, then he sat back in his chair. He was still making a wheezy noise, like he was still chuckling a little.

"Of course you two can come here!" He exclaimed. "You really think I'd turn down sane company? Or more help? What the hell did you think I'd do, turn you in?"

I hesitated. To be honest, I wasn't really sure what he would do to us if he said no.

"So, (Y/N), you need to live here for the time being until you can afford a place for yourself, right?" Gohin asked. (Y/N) nodded beside me. Gohin looked up at me next. "And you want to get stronger to keep him safe, right?"

I nod, too. Gohin takes a hit, exhales, then speaks some more.

"So here's what I'm thinking. Legosi keeps going to school on a daily basis and comes here at night to learn combat. And (Y/N) lives here with me, helping me out with patients if I need it and patrolling the market if I'm busy. Like the plan?"

"So..." I begin. "We sort of take shifts? Like, (Y/N)'s your daytime assistant and I'm your nighttime assistant?"

"We need to find a better term than 'assistant.'" (Y/N) grumbles.

"Yes to both of you." Gohin says. "So, what do you say?"

Me and (Y/N) glance at each other.

"What do you think?" I ask him. "I'm doing this all for you, so I'm fine either way. Is this what you want to do?"

(Y/N) swallows and glances at Gohin. Then back at me.

"I need to pack." He says with a smirk.