Inscryption's Apprentice | Leshy x reader

My Apologies!

{3rd Person POV}

         Things have been going pretty well lately! Leshy has let Y/N visit Grimora more often, they got a painting lesson from Magnificus (which did not go well. Y/N ended up spilling a whole tub of paint. At least they became good friends with his students, especially Lonely Wizard), and they grew closer to Leshy. 

         Leshy was much more lenient on chores and even decided to help them out with a lot. To be honest, he was really bad at all of them except the ones that required strength, such as splitting logs and moving large objects. Y/N spent most of the time teaching him how to do the smaller tasks like cleaning dishes, folding laundry, making stuff look aesthetically pleasing and organized (he was the worst at this one), and so on. 

         Despite all of this and Y/N's ability to assimilate into the new world, Leshy still frequently thought about the day that Y/N cried and blocked their ears out of fear of being yelled at. He did not understand why he was so caught up in that memory. Usually, he wouldn't even give a moment like that a second thought. If anything, he greatly enjoys seeing individuals recoil in fear of him. He felt like he was gonna go crazy.

         One evening when Y/N was out watering some plants (they put many in pots inside of Leshy's cabin, which he was not thrilled about), he decided to sneak out and head to Grimora's island. He figured that if anyone could help, it would be her. He also knew that she'd still be awake. Once he arrived, he found her talking to some skeletons in her morgue building. When she noticed him approaching, she quickly shooed them away.

          "Good evening, Leshy. What brings you here on this fine evening?" She was putting up her kind facade as usual, but there was an undertone of unease. 

         "I resent the fact that I'm here, but I... need some advice or... help..." He struggled to get out those last words. He hates that he has to ask someone, let alone another Scrybe, for help.

         "Hmm. I suppose I can listen. Come in." She moved to the side and they both walked to a small table in the room. 

         Leshy explained the whole situation and how he couldn't get these thoughts out of his head ever since the day Y/N told them, and how they reacted to him the night before. 

         "Well, that is certainly an issue, isn't it? Luckily, I believe that I can help you out with it." She smiled kindly at him. "I suggest that you talk to them about it. It's as simple as that. Once you express your apology to them, which I'm sure that they'll accept, then you will feel better. The thoughts will be put to rest."

         Leshy winced at the idea of having to apologize to someone and mean it. He is also sure that they'd accept the apology, but it'll still be difficult nonetheless. Unfortunately, he knows that Grimora is probably right; it's the right thing to do. 

         Leshy said a brief but genuine thanks and got up to leave. As he was walking away, Grimora hollered out one last message to him. 

         "Make sure you're nice about it!"

         "..."

         Once Leshy arrived back at the cabin, Y/N was no longer outside. He entered and she was sitting at the table reading one of Leshy's books on plants. 

         "Where did you head off to?" They closed the book and sat with their knees tucked into their chest on the chair. 

         "I wanted fresh air. It's getting late, you should go to bed. I am going to sleep as well," he said blankly without looking at them.