{POSSESSIVE/YANDERE MADRGALS X MALE READER}
Y/n was a lazy,cocky boy who though got into a lot of fights, but he just wanted to be left alone.But everyone in his hometown considered him to be a 'delinquent' and 'disobedient problem child' due to all...
So apparently there wasn't any violence here, when it came to coronation, was a total buzz kill, in my opinion. It was basically another excuse to throw a party and get drunk. Basically, you get a fancy room, which is kind of like a portal, because when I step inside Antonio's new room, it was absolutely unbelievable. Stepping through the door was like stepping through a portal to Narnia, it was a literal forest inside. Though is relaxing, if you were going camping, I wouldn't want to sleep in here. I feel like I would get eaten by mosquitoes and fleas here.
And I do NOT want fleas again...
As ready as I seem, I wasn't really a party person, especially when most of the drinks I couldn't drink, though that didn't stop me from taking a cup of alcohol with me on my way out the door. On the way out the doors, something grabbed my shirt. I look down to see little Antonio looking up at me bashfully.
"Eh? What is it Antonio?" I ask lowering my voice to a soft tone.
"Y-you don't like the party? :(" he said his voice cracking softly.
I looked down at him, I didn't mean to make him feel bad on his special day, he must have saw me not enjoying myself.
"Sorry little guy loud parties like this aren't really my thing. It's nothing personal, don't Antonio, if you like it, then I like it." I said cooing softly
He still pouted knowing I was lying before he lifted his arms jumping on his tippy toes.
"Up up! " he said pouting
I raise my eyebrows looking down at him as a smirk found his way onto my face. "Aren't you a little old for uppies? I thought you were a big boy? " I taunted the much younger boy taking a sip of alcohol from my cup.
He whined on the verge of tears stomping his foot on the ground a small tantrum forming. "I - I am a big boy! I just want uppies... " he cried softly
Despite the crying child, a friend of me, I still had a wide smile on my face. This was amusing, to say the least, and I looking teen you if I didn't want to Alma to beat my ass. Sighing in defeat, I picked the child up with one arm, curing him on my hip, bouncing him up and down, trying to soothe the child.
And was my other hand I down the rest of the alcohol in the cup before throwing it on the floor somewhere. Thanks for carrying the boy back inside the room, I walk past the massive crowd of drunk adults and partying teenagers / children. And head to the massive center points of his room, which happened to be the large tree.
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