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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— Loid's POV —
My vision was hazy, but I felt the punches finally stop. Either that meant Keith wasn't hitting me, or my body just eventually became numb to the pain. Either way, I guess it didn't matter. I felt the pressure on my lower abdomen lighten, which meant I think Keith was finally off of me... but why?
I slowly turned my head , groaning at the pain, to see Keith's body next to me. At least I was going to assume it was him, it was kind of hard to tell since his head looked disfigured, laying in a pool of blood.
I saw (Y/N) kneeling beside him, covering her mouth while trembling. Her eyes filled with tears and she began to sob. Did she... actually do this?
(Y/N) covered her mouth more firmly and started holding on to her stomach, I'm sure she felt sick at the sight of this... or maybe it was the baby. It was probably a little bit of both. (Y/N) turned away and got on all fours. She threw up while continuously sobbing.
"Fuck!" she yelled.
There's multiple things that needed to be done in this moment, but it felt almost impossible to move. I tried my hardest, and groaned as I sat myself up
"(Y/N)..." I croaked, coughing right after.
(Y/N) ignored me. Continuing to stay on all fours, she started breathing heavily, closing her eyes as tears fell from her face, clenching her fists.
As much as I wanted to comfort her, I had to go find my daughter. Who knows what that sick bastard did to her...
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A couple of days have passed since (Y/N) killed her brother right in front of me. I ended up finding Anya in a closet, she was shaking and scared to death. She wouldn't stop apologizing to (Y/N)... she said she was scared that if she didn't obey Keith, that he'd hurt the both of them. She's young... so it was understandable that she thought that, but either way, whatever she decided to do or not do still could have resulted in the same outcome.
I called Franky and assessed the situation. He came to pick us up and we burned the building down to a crisp with Keith's body in it. Franky took Anya and (Y/N) home while I got myself patched up at the hospital. It wasn't too bad... I left with a black eye and some scratches on my face, along with an almost broken collarbone. The doctors said it should be a quick recovery, which it had to be... I had plans I needed to attend to as soon as possible.
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"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked (Y/N), as she sat on her bed in the dark with her knees to her chest.
