LOIDxREADER
After a horrible breakup, (Y/N) decides to find a rebound at the bar where she gets taken by a man named Loid Forger. After finding out that Loid is after her brother, she decides to help him with his mission.
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Thank goodness my body suit was black, or else I'd have wet stains shown all over. Luckily, you couldn't see the hole that Loid ripped in my stockings unless you were standing under me, so I think I was good. Franky would be pissed if he found out I went to the restroom only to get finger fucked by Loid.
Loid...
I wonder what was wrong with him. Did I say something? Is it because he regrets what he did to me? I mean, he obviously knew I liked it, so why did he seem... I don't know, embarrassed... distant right after.
Loid and I headed by to the bedroom where Franky, Robert, and Tiffany were.
"You okay, (Y/N)?" Franky asked sincerely.
"Yeah... I just had a big headache, probably from the drugs," I said looking over at Loid who looked out at the window, staring at the moon.
"That's good. What about you, Loid? How are you feeling?" Franky asked.
"I'm fine," Loid said bluntly, still looking out the window.
He looked like he was thinking really hard about something. He looked sad almost.
I took a seat on the ground in front of Robert and Tiffany who were duck tapped back to back with each other. Hopefully they wake up soon...
I brought my knees to my chest and rested my head in between. I was getting pretty tired. I closed my eyes for a couple of minutes.
I then heard Tiffany gasp, starling all of us.
She quickly looked around to see Franky sitting on the bed behind them, me on the floor sitting in front of them, and Loid across the room looking from afar.
She started to freak out, making her breathe heavily.
"R-Robert, wake up!" she yelled, making him wake up shortly after her, causing him into a panic as well.
"W-What's going on?" Tiffany cried.
"What the fuck is this?" Robert yelled.
"Can you guys please keep it down," Franky asked nicely.
"Fuck no! Help!" Robert yelled. "Somebody help!"
Franky and I went up to them and started covering their mouths.
We tried to shush them as much as we could, trying to block their noises with our hands, but they were still too loud.
"He said keep it down," I heard Loid sternly say, followed by the cocking of his gun.
Robert and Tiffany quickly looked over at Loid and settled down. I also looked over at Loid to see a gun in each of his hands, pointing them at both of their heads. Where the fuck was he even carrying those?! In the pockets of his jumpsuit or something?
I quickly got up and pointed the guns towards the ground.
"Jesus Christ, what the fuck are you doing?" I scolded him quietly.
