Mothman and Me (Mothman x Reader)

The Documentary: Part 1

The documentary was exactly what you expected it to be. An old British man narrated over various shots of birds you have never seen before. He detailed the specifics of each dance and ritual, giving reasons as to why each bird acted a certain way. You barely paid attention to the part and were more concerned with the amusing dances themselves. Maybe you were just tired, but there was something particularly funny about the ridiculous creatures.

Speaking of creatures, your very own bird-like being sat mere inches away from the television screen. He had originally sat close to you on the couch, but as soon as the program started, he was deeply enamored with what he saw. You would have never imagined that Mothman would be so into bird watching. His antennae stood straight up, and his wings emitted an audible buzz of excitement. Occasionally he would turn around to chirp something at you. Although his intense reaction was so surprising, you were glad to see him so happy.

After a few minutes, though, you were struck by another idea. Maybe you could make this dually educational. You paused the documentary, much to Mothman's dismay. He immediately spun around and let out a series of frantic chirps.

"Hold on, hold on. I had an idea." Clicking through the program settings, you turned on the subtitles. "This will make words come on the screen. I thought it could help with your writing, you know, so we can talk better."

You didn't want to seem like you were insulting Mothman's intelligence. It was already remarkable that he could read and write at all. But if he continued to live with you, working on communication skills would only improve your relationship. Besides, it seemed like he was more concerned with getting his show back in then anything. With a smile on your face, you obliged.

The documentary was about an hour long, but time seemed to move like molasses. You often found your attention wandering from the birds to the fuzzy mass sitting in your living room floor. You watched as he curiously cocked his head and excitedly fluttered his wings. His bright red eyes were wide open and beaming with joy. You weren't sure why, but something about seeing Mothman this happy filled you with an intense joy. At one point you saw that he was paying particularly close attention to the birds being featured. Wondering why this was so, you decided to actually listen to what was being said.

"The Albatross is a migratory seabird found in many regions around the world. While travel may separate mates who have previously lived together in a colony, it is unlikely that the two will forget each other. Upon returning to their colonies, reunited mates will engage in an intricate set of rituals to reacquaint with each other. Perhaps we can learn from these peculiar birds that sometimes a bond isn't truly broken, it just needs to be refreshed."

There was something comforting in the words. While you figured Mothman was intrigued by the birds themselves, you could see how what was said could hold weight for him. He has likely had to leave many friends behind in order to keep his whereabouts a secret. You hope you never had to be on that list, and if you were, you would find a way to meet your friend again one day. The poor creature had been through enough already. Although he had only been in your life for a short period of time, you started to feel like it was your duty to protect this innocent being.