~Runaway~ {The Suicide Squad x Reader} A Marvel/DC Fanfiction

Nanaue's Makeover

"And then there was three," I chirped to no one at all, although I was still in the presence of the pouting Nanaue and Milton the bus driver. 

I sat and waited until my teammates disappeared into the seemingly unknown building, then twisted in my seat to face my sharky brother. "Hey, Nanaue!"

Nanaue only grunted in response. After being disappointed twice now, he wasn't willing to take the bait for a possible third.I had no intentions of disappointing him, though. I hopped over the back of the bus seat, then the next two, until I was sitting in the same row as him with only an aisle separating us. I waited there for a moment to see if I would earn anymore acknowledgement and when I didn't, I slid over to sit directly next to him.The so-called King Shark's small, dark eyes watched me but when I got closer, he harrumphed and turned as far away from me as he could without literally leaving the bus through one of the windows. I gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder but his only response was to cross his arms and growl over his shoulder at me, "Go away.""But Nanaue, how will we go explore the town without each other. We're brothers you know?" I asked. In the meantime, I pulled up the sleeve of your disguise and fiddled with the dials on an augmented arm brace that I wore underneath. Once I was satisfied, I pressed a button on the brace and a small puff of pink smog was released from a grate on the device's wrists. For anyone else, the puff was simply a small billow of colored air that smelled a bit sweet, but I knew that there was an army of microscopic nanobots following my orders. As the smoke dispersed, I pulled down my sleeve again and wafted a breeze in Nanaue's direction."No exploring," Nanaue pouted, "No disguise. No fake moustache." Then he caught a whiff of my brace's work and shifted to catch me still waving air at him. "Ew. What is that?""Well," I started, then paused as I took a glance at the bus window to confirm my nanobots were

 working. The reflection in the glass showed me sitting next to a random, albeit large, human man instead of a sharky hybrid and I grinned. With a point at the window to draw Nanaue's attention there, I continued, "It's not a fake moustache but it's one heck of a disguise."

A/N Art by me Nanaue looks so cute hhghghgtu

Nanaue looked at the window, then grunted in confusion at it. I drew his attention to the reflection itself and then he growled at the reflection that didn't seem to look like it belonged to him, only for him to be surprised that that the human reflection moved with him. I watched with an amused little smirk as he executed some tests; he raised a webbed hand and the human reflection followed, he tilted his head, and the reflection did the same. It took him a little while to get to the most obvious conclusion–that the human reflection following his movements was in fact his own–but then he looked at me as he raised both hands to his face, patting lightly. He groaned confusedly with a twinge of sadness, "Human?""Oh, gosh, no," I said as I quickly shook my head. I placed my hands over  Nanaue's own and squeezed, giving his face a squish. "You'd be much less fun that way, promise. I just gave you a little disguise of your own so you wouldn't feel left out on the party! You're still all sharky-like, I just changed what everyone else sees.""Party?" Nanaue echoed as he dropped his hands. His head lurched to look towards the club where the rest of the team had gone."I mean we could go in the stuffy boring bar," I admitted with a tilt of my head and a bored sigh for effect, "Rr we could take a walk on the town. Check out the stores, try some of the local cuisines, have a nom-nom chaser or two..."Nanaue's eyes shined like little black pearls; he didn't get some of the words I was saying, like cuisine, but he certainly understood nom-noms. He got to his feet, jostling me and the entire bus in the process, and pushed into the center aisle. In the process, one soft, silvery hand engulfed my own human-toned one and Nanaue dragged me after him. "Brother and Nanaue get nom-noms!"I would have clapped if I had both hands free but I simply grinned and followed Nanaue off the bus, much to bus driver Milton's dismay.~~~~~"Nanaue~" I sang from my perch on a chaise-style lounge chair in a random clothing boutique. The rest of my sentence faded off a bit as my eyes caught a particularly interesting tidbit in the magazine that I was perusing and I casually kicked my feet as I looked the text over. Towards the end of the reading, I remembered that I had been saying something and shook my head to refocus. "Nanaue, how's it going in there?"Some grumbles sounded and the curtain that separated from me from the dressing room that my brother Nanaue's feet turning, and a bulge appeared caused by his dorsal fin appeared briefly in the fabric as his back faced the exit. Eventually, he got twisted around enough in the tiny space to be able to grab the curtain, but rather than pulling it open properly, he yanked it off it's rail completely and tossed it to the side.I tossed my magazine to the side and clapped as he wriggled himself free from the dressing room and stepped out into the viewing area. "Look at you! What an outfit for a man! So much better than some of the stuff that everyone else was wearing, like that  yellow shirt that Rick had on (though I admit I actually like). Didn't fit him too bad, though."Not too long into mine and Nanaue's tour, I managed to find a store that sold clothes for larger men. With some minor editing–like tearing a hole in shirts for a fin and hemming some pant legs– I was able to come up with enough outfits for Nanaue to give me a little fashion show and the demigod, high on exploration and human flesh, was in a good enough mood to give me what I wanted. Instead of his usual and only pair of  shorts, Nanaue now wore a pair of what looked like jeans but were made with a stretchier fabric along with a tank top and a brightly patterned button-up polo shirt. "And I thought the jean jacket was the best one." I chirped as I hopped to my feet. I tried to circle him and assess the outfit from all angles but to no avail because Nanaue started turning with me. I checked out the outfit in the three old mirrors that faced the viewing area from different angles instead and noticed the collar of the overshirt twisted oddly–probably because it wasn't really a shirt meant for people with fins on their backs–so I stepped up to Nanaue and fixed it for him. Then I stepped back and placed my hands on my hips with an approving nod. "This one's definitely the best. What do you think?"Nanaue shrugged but then appeared to notice one of the mirrors for the first time. He eyed himself a bit and flapped his arms, then shrugged again. "Okay.""That's all?""Mhm. Hungry."I sighed but I couldn't really blame him. He was quite big, after all."Well, let's head out then. Sorry for the lack of cash, Ms. Shopowner, Ma'am! You'll just have to put it on our tab." I waved over to the counter, where the bloody remains of an arm sat on the glass, then headed toward the shattered front window of the boutique with Nanaue in tow. "Wait, do clothing stores even have tabs? Hm."Nanaue shrugged yet again and grabbed the leftover arm as he ambled after me.