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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At the hospital Franky, Loid and I got out of our disguises. We unfortunately had no extra clothes left, so we all had to go home in our costumes... dried up blood on our bodies.
We picked up Anya from Loid's co workers house and brought her back home with us after I got patched up at the hospital. She was completely unfazed by the dried up blood we had on us, and Loid wasn't even hesitant to let her see it.
"I'm sleepy, chi chi," Anya muttered as she rubbed her eyes while cradled in Loid's arms.
"I'll put her to bed," I offered, taking Anya out of Loid's arms. Luckily my injury wasn't too bad, or I wouldn't have been able to pick up anything at all.
"Are you sure? Your arm..." Loid asked.
"Yeah, it's fine. You look tired. Go get some rest..." I said, putting on a fake smile.
"Okay..." he nodded.
I took Anya to her room and tucked her into bed.
"Mama..." Anya said softly.
I still didn't know how to feel about that name. Like I've mentioned, I'm not ready to be anybody's mom, but I decided to accept it anyways. It's not like I hated Anya, I just don't think I'm mature enough to be given the title as her mom. I have nothing to offer her... she deserves better than me.
"Yes?" I responded.
C-Can we have another... bubble bath party again? It was really fun last time," she yawned.
I didn't think she even remembered that.
"Yes... of course, Anya," I smiled as I booped her nose.
I watched Anya as she slowly fell into a deep sleep, letting out faint snores.
I wonder if Anya ever thinks about Yor... does she miss her? Does she compare us? Think one is better than the other? I wish I knew her thoughts, but I'm not bold enough to ask a little girl about her past. What if it was traumatizing? Maybe I'll ask when she's older... but will I still be around?
I went straight to my room to see Loid sitting on my bed in the dark with his arms resting on his knees and his fingers intertwined together.
He looked zoned out as he stared at the ground.
I could tell he was in that state that he gets in after he kills someone.
"Loid?" I asked, walking up closer to him.
"I can tell you're upset," he said bluntly.
I scoffed at that.
"Says the guy that's been giving me attitude all night," I said.
"Come here," Loid said softly.
"What?" I asked shyly.
"Come... here..." he said more forcibly, finally making eye contact with me.
