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Luda x M!Reader - Cosplay

Requested by: no one, duh

Genre: Fluff

Plot: Luda requested a commission from Y/n

Here's the second part!

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*Ding dong* *Ding dong*

"Luda!! Your delivery is here!"

This was it. Today was the D-day.

After the grueling weeks of learning new proportions and clothing styles, Y/n (with some help from Luda) had finally completed the costume. Both the students were evidently excited at the thought that not only their favourite character would come to life, but it could be an opportunity for Y/n to branch out his business. It would be the best of both worlds.

Well, it could have been the best if only a certain complication occurred.

"Oh hello? Who's this?" The door opened, but it wasn't Luda at all.

"Oh morning, can I ask for Luda? She commissioned me a set of clothes and today's the d-day for me to hand it to her."

"Ahhh, aren't you Y/n? I'm her mother. Nice to meet you!" The older lady greeted.

"Oh, morning ma'am. Sorry for disturbing you this early. Is Luda still asleep?"

"Well... this is awkward..." Luda's mum scratched her head.

"How...come?" Y/n asked before his eyes peeked at the silhouette at the back. It seemed like she just woke up given her messy hair and her hand rubbing her eyes. However, something was different about her.

Well, one of her arms had been in a cast.

"...well this is something, Luda.." Y/n sighed. Recognizing the voice, Luda jolted up awake.

"Oh, Y/n! Hi, haha...." Luda awkwardly smiled.

"May I head inside, Ms.Lee? I was thinking of taking her to the convention as well but I guess it is canceled cos' of..."Y/n pointed at Luda's cast. "That"

"No, no, no, we're going!" Luda adamantly refused to stay home. "We're going!"

"Luda!" "Young lady!" Both Y/n and Ms.Lee shouted at the absurdity that came out of her mouth. "You're staying home. And that's final!" Ms.Lee demanded. She then turned to Y/n.

"Of course, you can come in, Y/n. I'm sorry that you have to deliver this in the morning."

"No no, it's okay!" Y/n bowed down. "Thank you and excuse me."

Fast forward to the living room, where Luda and Y/n each sat on the opposite end of the couch. Since Luda's house was adequately loaded, she had a Smart TV at home, which meant a rerun of Save me, Save you. They were both rather silent throughout the watch. Y/n didn't want to pry on what happened to her arm, whereas Luda was apologetic about wasting Y/n's time and effort for it to not be worn on d-day.

Eventually, both were itching to let out what they wanted to say.

"I'm sorry-" "What happened to-"

The both of them looked at each other in disbelief before letting out a laugh. Luda was laughing a bit too hard, she forgot her usual arm to beat up the window when laughing was in a cast. Her face winced at the sudden pain.

"Oh sh- are you ok?" Y/n got worried.

"Yea yea, just forgot my arm is casted." Luda nodded.

"...I don't know how you could forget about that but ok." Y/n accepted. "Anyway, how?"