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

what a great start to valetines day

guys this is prob the shortest chapter of the fic and I think the next few will be too until the last chapter

anyways on the next chapters go crazy in the comments I acc love it so much it's hilarious pls

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When Pierro got home late, the lights in his office were on and he expected Columbina probably printing a last-minute assignment for school.

The last thing he expected was to see you sitting in his office chair, slightly shifting it to the sides back and forth as you stared down to his desk, a glare visible on your expression.

He was about to ask if everything was alright, if something happened, but then he looked at his desk to what you were staring at to see a copy of the contract he and the hero's made, and a bunch of files.

You took ahold of the files, finally meeting his eyes.
"A month ago I went to the Tsaritsa's office at her boxing place."

He gulped.

"All her files were gone, and when I came here, I decided to look through a bit. Rude of me since that's just invading privacy, but..."

You paused, your glare deepening.

"Then I found the contract in these files. Her files." You threw the files down back onto his desk.

You waited for him to respond, and scoffed when you were met with silenced, looking back down at the files. "It all makes sense. You took the files from her office before I could because you knew I was gonna figure it out fast.

You look up at him, tears in your eyes. "The ex-wife you said was talking to me at the gala, that was the Tsaritsa, wasn't it?"

He knew you read over the contract, and he slowly nodded, trying not to break under your gaze.

You scoffed again, one single tear streaming down your cheek and it made his heart break.

"Y/N, sweetie, I am so sorry. I needed to protect you, we couldn't let Azar do anything to you!"

"So hiding the fact that my dad was alive was protecting me?"

He was at a loss for words, giving you the chance to speak more as you stood up, slowly shaking your head. "Sure, it was his idea, but you went on knowing  he was alive even after all the times I cried to about him, and you STILL said nothing. You weren't protecting me, you were just keeping me from the truth."

You were now standing in front of him, at least three feet away as he towered over you, yet he didn't look scary with how hard he tried to hold back his tears.

Your fingers made its way to the necklace he gave you a few weeks ago, twirling the silver hearts between your fingers. "You were the second dad I needed, Pierro. You did everything for me, made sure to be the dad I no longer had. You did it all knowing he was alive. You did it just to pity me, didn't you?"

He opened his mouth, about to ramble on how that was completely false and he loved you just as much as he loved the rest of his kids, but you continued speaking.

"You guys kept mentioning some bullshit about a game and how I had to win." You let out one final scoff, the glare returning as more tears streamed down your cheeks. "It was just a game to all of you. I may have figured it out, but I didn't win,"

You paused.

"You did."

You yanked the necklace off your neck, completely breaking the back of it as you slammed it down onto the desk.

Not even sparing him a look, you stomped angrily as you left, and once you were gone, he let the tears fall.

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