Fishie [ON HOLD]

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Jveolse led the both of you to a small pastry shop that wasn't that far. The moment you stepped inside, the semm of sugar and dough hit your nose. It was a pleasant smell. Oteqiu seemed to have similar thoughts since his lion-like tail started wagging.

You stifled a laugh, trying not to make it obvious that you found it amusing. Jveolse went up to the counter and asked for three cinnamon rolls. The cashier, or chef, nodded, and went to get them fresh cinnamon rolls. A few second later, the cashier came back with a bag that smelled like paradise itself.

Jveolse paid in weird yet colourful stones, each one of them being a perfect cube. 'Gemisies,' you remembered. According to the creators of "Fishies", Gemisies were stone-like materials used as currency. Gemisies also usually come in various shapes and sizes depending on their worth.

"Well then, my little sweets, let us head out before the pastries go cold." Jveolse's gentle voice brought you back to reality. Before anyone could process anything, you and the tall male were being pulled outside to a small park near-by. Oteqiu was dragging the both of you by the arms, visibly impatient.

He then forced you to sit on a bench. "Ok, we're here. Now please give me my cinnamon roll," Oteqiu demanded. Jveolse shook his head in disappointment and amusement, yet still gave him the sweet.

"Oteqiu, next time please refrain from dragging (Y/N) around. The poor dear was probably startled, or worst, uncomfortable!" Jveolse scolded the shorter male while giving you your own roll.

You didn't mind the scolding and dug into the sweet. It was delicioutastic. The flavors were melting on your tongue, making you giddily eat the rest. It was fairly big, almost as big as your whole head!

Oteqiu only puffed out his cheeks and continued to eat. Jveolse sighed, and bit into his own cinnamon roll. It was a nice moment for the three of you. No noise, only peace. For now.

A few minutes later, you have all finished your desserts in quiet. The shortie then stood up and stretched his limbs. You took notice that his back arched a bit more than a normal person's. Maybe he's extra flexible, like a cat? Oh, that would be cute. If only he had cat ears. You would've named him Kitty-Boy. No arguments.

"How was the cinnamon roll, (Y/N)?" The white-haired man asked. 'He's so damn considerate and nice, I swear at some point I will marry him,' you shamelessly thought. Who wouldn't, actually?

You nodded your head. "Yeah, it was amazing! And- oh! How can I repay you? I don't have any money on me so, uh... Sorry about that," you said as you sheepishly smile. You only now realized you didn't have any way to repay him.

Oteqiu didn't take it nicely though. "Excuse me?" he began, "Jveolse helped you, was nice to you, trEAted you with respECt, GOT YOU FOOD, AND YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO REPAY HIM WITH?!"

You were shocked at his outburst. Once he was done shouting, he glared at you. He looked like he was ready to get his hands all bloody. Jveolse, on the other hand, seemed to predict this.

"Oteqiu, do not, by ANY means, shout at (Y/N) like that. I chose to help and treat (Y/N) myself. Therefore, if anything, I am the one to blame. I never asked if the darling had any money. Nor do I expect it. Do I make myself clear?"

Oteqiu stared at Jveolse, before blushing and looking away. "Yeah, yeah, whatever..." he muttered. Jveolse then apologized to you for their "inappropriate" and "embarrassing" behavior. Your shocked state soon passes away, and you aggressively shake you hands infront of you.

"No, no, no! I should apologize."

"You have done nothing wrong dear, so I must apologize."

"That would not be nice of me, therefore, I am in the wrong!"

The two of you went back and forth, which led to Oteqiu to scream at the both of you to shut up. A few villagers looked at the scene with odd looks, then went back to their business. Oteqiu then said that he and Jveolse have to leave, as it's getting late.

You tilted up your head, and saw the purple shade of the sky. 'Oh? Thats was... a bit quick.'

'Yeah, I know. Complain again and I will make daytime shorter.'

It was the damned voice again! You decided to ignore it for now, just so you wouldn't seem like an idiot. But a million questions were running through your head.

Jveolse glared at the sky, disappointment dripping off his face. He was starting to like you. Hell, he even wondered if maybe he could befriend you, something rarer than fishes falling out from skies.

But before he left you, he handed you a violet bag. Where did he even get this? His ass? "A token of aqaintanceship" he claimed it to be. After the guys bid you goodbye and left, you opened the bag.

There laid 1,000 Gemisies and some blankets with a bottle of water. 'An angel sent from heaven, I tell you.'

A small note was on the top: "I got these yesterday in case we meet again. Have a safe night, dearest <3"

The little heart killed you. His handwriting was surprisingly a bit childish, compared to his beautiful and elegant looks. You thought he wrote in that ultra mega ultimate fancy cursive handwriting. You still liked his handwriting. His thoughtfulness almost made you cry as well. He's literally an angel at this point!

You put the note back in, and went to search for an inn. As you were walking, you went past a purple tent. Feeling curious, you went inside. It looked like those fortune teller's places. Y'know, the extra fraudulent looking ones that just drip "fake" and "deceitful".

But since there was nothing better to do at the moment, you push away the curtain and hesitantly enter. There was a crystal ball in the middle of the room, floating over a small vintage table in the middle. There was a cushion on each side of the table, probably for the customer and the "shaman" working here.

Just as you've decided you've snooped around for a bit, someone spoke right into your left.

"Crystal caught your eye?"

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