Hard Worker - YB x fem reader

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After your fun and onto an extra month later (haha! I'm evil)

(Here is a fabulous mix of songs/music I love. So enjoy)

•Y/N's POV:•
I stood in front of the restaurant I worked at, tears rolling down my eyes with a smile. Paper within my hands as I stared at the restaurants doors.
'It's all mine.' I thought. I had a letter this morning, claiming the murder to be unknown and the restaurant being handed down to the next reliable person that worked there after further investigation. Which would take an extra week. But I didn't care, I dashed out my door and stood in front of the restaurant.
That kill was worth it.
I felt a hand grasp my shoulder as my eyes widened and I turned to see an officer, "ma'am are you okay?" He asked, I sniffed and nodded, wiping my tears. "S-sorry.. it's just, it was my his that died, I can't help but feel pain and sorrow.. he was my best friend." I lied, the officer sighed and smiled pitifully at me, "it'll be okay ma'am. Hey are you the next person taking over the restaurant?" The guy asked, I smiled and nodded. He smiled, "you deserve it." He reassured me.

"҉y҉o҉u҉ d҉o҉n҉t҉ d҉e҉s҉e҉r҉v҉e҉ m҉y҉ r҉e҉s҉t҉a҉u҉r҉a҉n҉t҉!҉"҉

I heard a voice, I looked around, "ma'am?" The police officer, I looked at him and smiled, "I-I'm fine! I'll just be heading home now." I stuttered and moved out of his grasp, holding the papers close to my chest as I ran home. Once I got there I closed the door behind me and slid down onto the floor.
"What was that.." I thought. I looked up from the floor to see my manager, his skin, hair, clothes were all black.. but his eyes were red as blood spiralled from his back, nose and eyes.
"̑̈Y̑̈ȏ̈ȗ̈ D̑̈ȏ̈n̑̈t̑̈ D̑̈ȇ̈s̑̈ȇ̈ȓ̈v̑̈ȇ̈ m̑̈y̑̈ ȓ̈ȇ̈s̑̈t̑̈ȃ̈ȗ̈ȓ̈ȃ̈n̑̈t̑̈.̑̈.̑̈"̑̈ he looked at me in the eye. I furrowed my eyes, "at least I'm not a creep..." I glared at him, he crawled up to me and put his hand on my cheek, I backed up against the door even more-
"̑̈Y̑̈Ȏ̈Ȗ̈ D̑̈Ȇ̈S̑̈Ȇ̈Ȓ̈V̑̈Ȇ̈ T̑̈Ȏ̈ D̑̈Ȋ̈Ȇ̈!̑̈ H̑̈Ȃ̈H̑̈Ȃ̈H̑̈Ȃ̈H̑̈Ȃ̈!̑̈"̑̈ he frantically laughed, my eyes welled up into tears as his mouth ripped open, his jaw falling to the floor as blood covered my clothes. I ripped his hand off my cheek until I heard a soft voice speak.
"Y/N! What's the matter?" YB? I looked into my managers eyes to see his red eyes slowly turning turquoise and his skin turning grey. YB!
I jumped into his arms immediately, crying into his shoulder. He was confused but hugged me back Non the less... which I was grateful for.
I laid into his chest crying into the crook of his neck as he laid against the wall near the entrance of the house. Gently stroking my back in an attempt to calm me down and explain to him what happened. I then spoke while choking on my sobs-
"I was in front of my work place b-because now I o-own it.. s-suddenly a voice appears when I was talking t-to a police officer... a-a-and when I left I fell to the f-floor and there in front of me w-was my manager, he told me I-i didn't deserve the restaurant and that I should d-die." I gripped onto YB's shirt as he hushes me, holding onto my smaller figure tightly. "It's alright baby." He rocked us side to side. He wiped my tears, "your beautiful without those tears did you know that?" He asked, I blushed and giggled, "now that smile- woah, I get blown away every time I see it." He kisses my forehead. "Now you do deserve that restaurant. No matter how much lives it costs, and plus I killed him, not you." YB said standing up holding me bridal style. He walked to the sofa and gently set me down, I laid across pillows as he tucked me into a blanket, turning on the TV and putting my favourite show/cartoon on.
He walked off too the kitchen and poured me some tea/coffee/hot chocolate, he then laid down next to me and spooned me. Which I happily smiled at. I closed my eyes and rested them.
I opened them up again and watched the TV.

ㄚㄖㄩ 山|ㄥㄥ ᗪ|乇 ㄚ/几..
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