Love the mask, who's under it? (Alhaitham x F!Reader)

February 5th, 2016

guys this is deadass what happens in never have I ever so if it seems familiar that's why 😻

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"I can't find my book anywhere!"  You yelled, running around the house to find a red book filled with all your music notes that had the songs you were supposed to play tonight.

You were a pianist; a curricular and class your dad and mom wanted you to get into aside from boxing.

Tonight was some sort of showcase and of course 30 minutes before it starts, your still at home and you can't find your notes.

And of course your dad just has to argue with you too.

"If you cleaned your room like I told you too, you probably wouldn't have lost it!" He yelled back, tapping his foot impatiently on the floor, scuffing uo his formal shoes.

Guizhong, on the other hand, glared at him. "You could help her you know? I'm in heels, I am in no condition to run."

"These are the consequences for not listening to me." He shrugged, the tapping starting to irritate you.

Xiao took a step forward, ready to come help you find your notes but Zhongli put his arm in front of him, slightly pushing him back. "Nope."

"Are you serious?!" You looked at him, anger along with shock all over your face.

"I am."

"Mom?" You looked at her pleadingly, but she only sighed, giving you an apologetic look that said "you were on your own."

You just stared in shock.

"I hate you."

Guizhong's eyes widened while Zhongli's glare hardened.

"You do not say such things to your father." Guizhong spoke harshly, slightly breathless.

Zhongli scoffed. "Oh who cares what she says! None of that will change the fact she's the irresponsible girl who lost her notes and sheet music 30 MINUTES BEFORE THE CONCERT!" He yelled.

You let out a yell mixed in with a groan before walking up stairs, making sure to stomp.

"You need to calm down." Guizhong sighed, turning her body to Zhongli, hands on her hips.

He dragged a hand down his face. "I will not calm down when she insists on being such a headache! If she had just listened to-"

"She is not a headache!" Guizhong hissed, glaring at him.

Xiao, slowly walked away.

"The concert starts in 25 minutes." He sighed. "You are far too easy on her."

"I am not easy on her I just have a different way of approaching this."

"Oh well how about you just raise her! Because honestly, I give up raising her! She never listens, she's always talking back and showing so much attitude, it's like I don't even know my own daughter anymore! Who the hell is she?!"

Guizhong only stared in shock, blinking rapidly. "That is your daughter."

"I don't know who my daughter is anymore, but it is not her."

You, on the other hand, were at the top of the stairs, hidden to the side with your music notes in hand, listening to the whole conversation.

You let out shaky breaths, carefully wiping the tears starting to well up so it wouldn't ruin your makeup.

You couldn't make this worse. You just had to act.

"I got it." You spoke, making your way down the stairs.