The alarm rings.
(Y/N): Mmmm....
The alarm ring became louder as (Y/N) tried to cover his head with his pillows to muffle the sound. Failing miserably.
(Y/N) groined in anger as a fist then slammed the alarm scattering the alarm to pieces.
(Y/N): Finally...
(Y/N) sat up in his bed with a tired expression.
(Y/N) yawns as he stretches his body.
"BOOM"
(Y/N): It's way to fucking early in the morning for this shit...
The clock on (Y/N)'s wall read 7:00 his work starts in an hour.
(Y/N) gets out of bed as he is shirtless as he heads to the bathroom with clothes that he got from his room.
Upon getting to the bathroom he looks at his reflection from the mirror his hair is a bit longer now but he still looks the same.
He then turns on the sink as he hears loud arguing downstairs.
Haruto: ITS NOT MY FAULT THAT YOU CANT DO SHIT!
Miguel: FUCK YOU AND YOUR DEMONIC ASS YOU FUCKING BASTARD!
(Y/N) then turned around as he sees his back.
A tattoo of sorts was on his back. A symbol or something he didn't have it before nor has he ever even had a tattoo.
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(Y/N): Brain can't process right now. Need coffee.
(Y/N) then heads downstairs with his new clothes on.
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A knife was thrown which (Y/N) catches with two fingers.
He looks at the culprit as he sees Miguel who looked at (Y/N) scared.
(Y/N) looks at Miguel with a tired and intimidating look.
Miguel then got on his knees.
Miguel: I'm sorry my king!
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Female Creepypasta x Male reader
HorrorA detective with weird history and even weirder friends encounter a lot of stuff.
