𝑃𝑈𝑅𝐸 || 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿

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❝ for the last time—i'm fine, i've done all the shopping and right now i'm on my way home ❞, you say, phone pressed against your ear as you fumbled around with the plastic bag full of food and drinks

❝ i know you'll be alright on your own but i just can't help but worry sometimes ❞, you could hear the concern lacing through her voice, ❝ you're still fifteen incase you forgot ❞

❝ i may be young but i can take care of myself, and the house ❞

your nose scrunched up in disgust when you passing a bin in the alleyway you're walking in

❝ —besides i've been working these bad boys out ❞, you smirked and flexed your biceps, wincing when the plastic bag rubbed against your skin and caused a slight burning sensation

your mother laughed, knowing very well what you meant. she still remembered when you showed up to her room with a wide grin after returning from the gym

let's just say she didn't expect her own son to carry her with one arm that day

❝ i gotta hang up before i drop everything on the ground and cry ❞

she snorted and nodded, although you didn't see it, ❝ be safe darling—mum and dad misses you ❞

you rolled your eyes, you doubt that old fart even misses you, heck you're pretty sure he's forgotten about you by now

with a click, you hang up and struggled to put the device back to your pocket jeans. you adjusted your grip on the bags as your hand was starting to hurt from the heavy weight

❝ fucking hell, what's that smell? ❞, you gagged, attempting to avoid any rats that crossed path with you

you raised a brow when rustling from one of the bin bags caught your attention. you flinched when someone's gloved-hand appeared

dropping all your stuff, you rushed over to the person. well actually there's two people there

they seemed to be wearing masks, ghost-like mask and dark robes which confuses you greatly since it's not close to halloween yet

you loomed over the two, checking their pulse and let out a breath. they're still alive

❝ you're lucky i visit the gym regularly ❞, you say, picking them up on each shoulder with your arms looped around their mid-section and continued walking out the alleyway

sadly, you had to sacrifice your groceries to save these two. was it really a good idea to help two strangers in weird costumes in a sketchy alleyway?

you have absolutely no idea

❝ what the hell? ❞

one of them must've woken up since they began to thrash around your hold causing you to drop them on the ground. you watched as that person whipped his head around like a maniac before his gaze landed on you

or so you thought since you couldn't really tell with the mask

❝ the hell you looking at? and why do you have my partner in crime over your shoulder ❞, he accused, pointing a finger at you

the voice sounded familiar yet it doesn't and you noticed him walking towards you

in instinct, you took a step back with one hand raised up in surrender, ❝ look, i found you both in an alleyway and just wanted to help—no need to be hostile ❞