The Trickster x OCs (Stories) Dead by Daylight

𝗘𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗙𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗴 - Chapter 28: Minecraft

"Irene, darling~?"

"Yes?" She turned to see what he was about to complain about.

"These clothes... Are boring." He held the bag of plain shirts, sweatpants, and other accessories.

"Would you rather just wear that," She pointed at his current outfit, "for the rest of your life?"

"No, but you couldn't have picked something more stylish?"

Irene rolled her eyes at Ji-Woon's bickering. "It's only for now. You can shop for other stuff later." His face twisted into a scowl, which she just ignored. Turning back to her bags of groceries, "You'll thank me later."

Maybe. "Well, I'll be in the shower." He was about to ask her to join but remembered her response from earlier.

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After taking a shower, Ji-Woon considered changing back into his Neon Nights cosmetic. -but revised the idea quickly when he discovered the unpleasant odor they contained.

Opening the door, "Irene, please tell me you have a wash?"

"It's on the back porch," she replied over her shoulder.

"Hey... Whatcha playin?" Ji-Woon asked, seeing that she was on her PC against the opposite wall of her closet.

"Minecraft."

"What's that?"

Not removing her eyes from the monitor, "A game that requires concentration to build stuff and kill things."

"I see." The idol placed his clothes in a hamper before lazily leaning over her chair. Showing that he wasn't going to get out of her hair.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, seriously." He mocked playfully.

Irene sighed in defeat. "There's another chair by the table."

"Those old things?" He glanced at the wooden chairs. The designs were chipped, and the seats wobbled upon impact.

"Yeah, but be careful, or you'll end up with bruises on your legs."

Ji-Woon glowered at Irene's response. "Nah ah. Stand up."

"No!"

"Pfft!" He wrapped an arm around the girl's waist and hoisted her out of the chair.

"Ji-Woon! What are you doing?"

"Making room for the two of us." He smirked while sitting down in her chair.

"No! That's my chair, you-" She lost all words at what he did next. Anxiety crept into her soul as the idol held her snug against his chest.

"Keep playing," he whispered huskily.

Fuck you! She'd be lying if she said she wasn't turned on.

"Watch out, Angel."

Irene turned her attention back to the screen. "Oh, shit!" Two skeletons were shooting arrows at her.

"Not today, thank you!" She blocked their shots with her shield. Using an enchanted bow, the mobs caught on fire. "Wow. Flame I is a nice enchantment."

"What's that?"

"Oh, you make enchanted books with an Enchantment Table and apply them to items such as weapons and armor."

"Hmmm. Interesting. I'll have to try this sometime."

Irene frowned, "This game is not free. It costs about $27 and would come out of my pocket."

"Wow, are you poor or something?"

The girl knew it was a joke, but she also didn't have much. "I own a few stockpiles. It's been a risky game recently."

"Ah, I see." He paused, considering, "Well... I could possibly help with that?"

"Are you sure? I don't want it to get screwed up."

"Trust me. Working with Yun-Jin, I've learned a few tricks."

"Isn't that why you're called the Trickster?" It was a quiet mumble, but he heard her otherwise.

"Don't worry," he pecked her cheek, "I can help with some stocks."

Irene's heart fettered. In the past, she hated having someone else's lips on her skin. Now it felt... Different? She wasn't sure if she liked it, but it wasn't repulsive either. Maybe he's a decent kisser?

A sizzling sound followed by an explosion woke her up. Reading the screen: Irene Treyette was blown up by Creeper.

Ji-Woon snickered. "I guess you weren't joking about concentrating."

"Oh, shut up!"