✵ Chapter Seven ~ Sleepover? ✵
I made major changes to those who read it previously.Regret.
That's the only thing that was going through (Y/n) at this moment. She saw how Rooster's face twisted into a satisfied smirk, (Y/n) realizing she'd fallen for a simple trick.
"Get out." She turned away, and, in a true sibling fashion, Rooster ignored her and kept pushing.
"No, too late to take it back now." Rooster got up off the bed, getting close to (Y/n), a devious smirk on his face, "Do my ears deceive me? Or did the Circe just admit she has a crush on her front seater?"
(Y/n) sighed in a mix of embarrassment and exhaustion, "I don't have the energy for this, would you please leave?"
Rooster sighed in mild defeat, though was satisfied with what he got out of (Y/n), another place he wanted to go in mind.
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Rooster quickly made his way to the hospital wing, hoping to catch Phoenix on her way out.
Luck would have it, she was standing at the counter, getting her discharge papers from the hospital wing, complete with her evaluation papers and her clearing to get back into the air.
"Phoenix." Rooster slightly panted, having ran from the dorms to the hospital.
Phoenix turned around, confused what Rooster wanted.
"What?" She asked, nodding politely to the people at the counter, before turning, confusion on her face.
Rooster gestured for her to follow him, her sighing exasperated, though obliged.
Once they were outside the hospital and going back to the dorms did he start talking.
"I have a question." He didn't want to beat around the bush.
Phoenix looked to him, silently asking what is it.
"Do you like my sister?" The question was straight forward, leaving no room for Phoenix to dodge the question.
Phoenix, admittedly, did not expect the question, though it did cause her to think.
"I haven't put much thought to it." She answered honestly, while also not giving up any details.
Rooster was getting tired of these vague answers, from both (Y/n) and Phoenix.
"Is that a yes or no?" He questioned, Phoenix not liking how much he was pushing.
"Why do you want to know?" She answered his question with a question, moving the stray hair, from her high ponytail, that's was blowing in her face out of the way.
"I'm just curious." Rooster tried to play it off, though Phoenix took this as her chance to turn this around on him.
"What do you know?" She prodded, Rooster immediately realizing she was turning the tables on him.
"I don't know anything." He tried to regain control, though Phoenix wasn't letting him get away.
"Bullshit." She spat, calling him out easily.
Rooster bit his lip nervously, looking around, them arriving at the dorm building.
"I have to go, you should go rest." Rooster avoided her question, Phoenix sighing defeat.
"Alright..." she trailed off, "...bye."
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(Y/n) slowly peeled her eyes open, drowsiness preventing her from fully opening them just yet.
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FanfictionNatasha "Phoenix" Trace x Fem!Reader In Greek mythology, Circe is associated with hawks. In fact, historians believe her name comes from the word kirkos, or circle, for a hawk's spiraling flight pattern. Many call her the circling one or She-falcon.