Once Upon a Dream (Golden Guard x Gender-Neutral Reader)

A Hand to Hold

AYE WATTPAD PEOPLE! READ THIS!!
⚠️CW: Gore⚠️
Don't go putting yourself in situations that aren't healthy for you, ya hear? If you can't handle gore right now, then DO NOT READ, EVEN IF IT IS BRIEF
To those of you that stuck around, please enjoy! To those that are leaving, good on you for not putting yourself in a situation that could make you unwell!
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Winter boots? Check!
Winter coat? Check!
Winter gloves? Check!
Mask? Check!

You lowered your list of items and gave yourself the onceover in the mirror. In all honesty, you found the winter version of the Phantom uniform to be much more fashionable. The coak was long and hung around the mid calf. It was something reminiscent of the jackets Jenner and Cas wore, except a tad thicker. Inside of being lined with red or a fiery gradient of hues like theirs, yours was lined with fabric of (f/c). It was perfect timing that your new uniforms had finally been finished that day. You were meant to have received them several weeks after you became Spectre, but apparently the seamstress was swamped with orders and lost them in the rush. You finally got them though! And for free as a reimbursement! You couldn't wait to show off your new jacket to the other Phantoms, let them revel in the fact it was mid thigh and not waist length anymore. But now was not the time for celebrating the summer uniform. Now was the time to don the winter uniform and head towards the Knee.

You peaked your head out from the dressing quarters. The hall looked empty for the most part. Good. You didn't want anyone to question why you were wearing the winter uniform on a summer night. You crept one foot after the other out the door and clung to the wall. Why are you doing that? Your inner thoughts judged as you shimmied along. You're Specter! Who would question what you're doing?
You paused. Your brain had a point.
Just walk like a normal person, confidently, and exit the Grave. Maybe take one of the other exits though so you don't have to go through the boneyard.

Your brain was right! You were Specter! Only two people had power over you in the gang! Confidently, you pushed yourself off the wall and into the middle of the corridor. Hands shoved in your pockets, you strode down like you owned the place. Your demeanor may have seemed tenacious, but behind the mask a bead of sweat dribbled down your brow. Pull yourself together! There wasn't even anyone there!

"Hey there, Specter Soltare!" Kyle. Of course the only Phantom that ever asked dumb questions was there. You popped a knuckle with your thumb.

"Evening, Kyle." It took everything in you not to speak through gritted teeth. He was walking towards the bunks with a cup of hot chocolate in his hand. His nightly routine. You should have known. He halted in front of you with a smile.

"Oooh! I heard you got your uniforms today! It looks good! Isn't that the winter one though?" You chewed your cheek, eye twitching.

"It is. I decided I wanted to head off to break it in a bit, ya know?" If you were in any other line of work, how easy the lie fell from your lips might have been unsettling. You swerved around him and reversed down the hall. "Take care of yourself, Kyle. Don't drink too much of that stuff!"

"You too! And be careful not to break in anything! I mean- not anything that's not your uniform! Don't break your uniform! Wait no, I mean- well, don't break your uniform, just break it in, but at the same time, also don't break any bones."
You stopped.

"You almost had it man."

"I know :[ " Kyle slipped into the bunkroom with a frown. Oh, that poor, strange young man. You continued down the hall towards the Chamber of Forbidden Knowledge... Yeah, that was still a really dramatic name for the library.