underneath the moonlight - moonknight x reader

Part 5

Some time had passed sitting in comfortable silence in Steven's apartment while Marc and I waited for Layla. I spent that time focusing on regaining my strength and healing. Also in that time, Marc had fallen asleep opposite to me on the bed. Even though he was brooding and had that whole "tough guy" vibe about him, he was undoubtably handsome. I couldn't help but admire his dark curls and how they so perfectly fell onto his face as he slept. I also couldn't help but notice that his guard was down which gave me the perfect opportunity to take the scarab. It's not like I was gonna take it and run, I had already made up my mind that I was going to stay with Marc/Steven and Layla if she ever shows up. I carefully slid my hand into his jacket pocket and pulled out the scarab. He didn't move at all and was still sound asleep much to my relief.

I held the scarab in my hand and admired all of it's small details. It was shaped like a bug or a beetle of some sort with tons of hieroglyphics engraved into it. I was so focused on running away before that I never really got the chance to look at it closely. As long as were able to keep this away from Arthur, we should be safe and so will the rest of the world. I still haven't told Marc how I know Arthur because I'm absolutely sure that he will freak out when I tell him... like I said before, I need him on my side. I took a deep breath and thought to myself "...god I hope I survive this". I knew this wasn't gonna be easy but I'm hoping with my new acquaintances that we'll make it out alive. I reveled in this moment of peace because I didn't know when I would feel it again, so I closed my eyes...

Steven's POV

Just like that my nightmare of a life continues... I once again woke up in a startled panic. I didn't even realize I was screaming at first but quickly stopped when I realized. I stood up from my bed and looked around in confusion like usual before recognizing the familiar face whom was also sitting on my bed. As I recognize the beautiful girl before me, I was remembered of all of the events that occurred in the past day.

"Hello..." I said to the girl slightly out of breath. "how much time has passed?" I asked her in genuine confusion.

"Steven?..." she replied, almost sounding relieved. "... it's been a few hours, not too long."

"Alright, that's good...good good." I said still discombobulated. "Did I d-do anything??"

"...nothing out of the ordinary." She said hesitantly, almost as if she didn't want to say what I actually did.

I decided not to pressure her, I don't want her to feel uncomfortable. I looked over at my clock and saw the time. I've almost completely missed my shift in the gift shop. I hit my face with my hand, realizing how much trouble I'm going to get with Donna.

"Are you okay??" she questioned.

"Yea.. I've missed my shift that's all." I sighed heavily. My life is falling into pieces and there's this girl in my house who might be mixed up with something dangerous and I have no idea what to do next. Sit down on my bed in defeat.

Just as I sat down, there was a banging on my door. I jumped slightly at the loud noise and looked over to y/n. I reassured her and told her not to worry as I got back up from the bed and started to walk towards the door. I took my time walking towards the door as the knocking continued, I will admit I was quite nervous. I almost never get visitors... I slowly cracked open the door to reveal a young woman with curly hair and an angry expression. She looked at me with daggers in her eyes and pushed the door open.

"I can NOT believe you Marc." she said to me.

"Marc??" I said nervously.

"You just ignore all of my messages and calls for months, I don't even know if you're alive and then you just call up one day asking for my help??" She said with fire.

"I'm so sorry...but I think you have the wrong person." I said with absolute caution, this lady was fuming. "I didn't make any calls, frankly I don't know who you are..."

"Marc what is with this accent?? Is this some sort of act? If so, you can drop it because I am not buying any of this." She said angrily before looking around the apartment making note of everything. "And who is this?? Is this why you've been ignoring me, you've got a new girlfriend so you decide to ignore your best friend."

"N-No, she's not my girlfriend..." I said as I looked over to y/n who was now standing with a nervous expression on her face.

"This isn't an act, this is how I talk... and who's M-Marc??"

"Oh please SPARE me."

"Are you Layla?" Y/N asked politely being very cautious.

"Yes...how do you know me?" She questioned.

"Marc told me about you...he's the one who called you." she said genuinely.

I am so confused right now. Y/N knows this girl?? And she knows this Marc guy??? Why do I feel like I don't know anything? I just want this to be over with, I want my old life back.

"Marc told you?" She questioned further. "Then who do you think he is?"

"Steven..." y/n answered.

"I hate to break it to you but he is not who he says he is. His name is Marc and I don't know why he's doing this accent and being weird but his name is not Steven." She said angrily, you could tell that she was so over the situation.

"My name is S-Steven.."

"STOP MARC! i've had enough of this. I am your best friend or at least I was your best friend... We've been through so much together... And you're being really selfish and mean acting like you don't remember." She said to Steven. You could see her anger begin to transform into sadness and feelings of betrayal. "I don't know why I agreed to come here... I'm gonna go."

That's when I heard it again... The voice in my head. It was saying: don't let her leave, you need her, Steven listen to me, stop her from leaving. I closed my eyes in frustration and put my hands over my eyes.

"I don't know her..." I said out loud. The girls stared at me in confusion. "Layla please stay...I'm sorry please stay." I begged the women.

"What's going on with you Marc?" she said almost looking concerned. Y/N walked over to us.

"I just n-need you to stay and help us please..." I said through the intensity of my thoughts, overwhelming me entirely. "I promise I'll explain..."

She looked at me then at y/n.

Y/N spoke up for me, "I'm confused too Layla. Marc said we needed you so please stay. I'll try to help explain what I know but for now..." she put her hands in her pocket and pulled out the scarab. "...we need your help with this."

Layla's eyes widened and her concerned expression faded back to anger.

"Fine. I'll stay but I need you to tell me...how the HELL did you get that?"