「ᴇɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ」 - 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐕 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

ꕤ 「Photos」 ꕤ

Photos (n) — Where memories will forever be kept.

"Joseph, you're running out of film."

"I know, but they're worth the money if it's you." 

Joseph Desaulniers x reader

ꕤ ——— ꕤ

He had all types of camera kept in his room. Polaroids, movie cameras, daguerreotype cameras, literally ever single existing camera in the world. He had politely requested the owner of the Manor to give them to him.

Politely...

*Flashback*

"Listen, monsieur. If I were to live up the title as photographer, I would love to politely ask you to get every single camera for me, s'il-te-plait." 

He asked kindly with a smile, his pristine blue eyes shining right in front of the owner. But he just had the audacity to ask...

"Listen, Monsieur Desaulniers, I'm afraid that it is not possi-"

"You will get me those goddamn cameras or I'm leaving."

He whispered with the blade up his throat. The owner gulped at what he had before his neck and trickles of sweat were starting to roll down from his forehead.

"You do realize that if you attempt to kill me, we will kill you too."

"Then I'll just kill myself." 

He looked with his eyebrows furrowed.

"I won't give them to you anywa-"

"VOUS ME DONNEZ LES CAMERAS OU TU MEURS. Choisir sagement et vite parce-que je commence à perde patience maintenant."

"U-Uh... oui, monsieur."

The owner stuttered out silently, not understanding anything and just fulfilled his order to get those cameras so that he wont get killed today by some French Photographer with a tantrum about cameras.

"Bon!" 

*End of flashback*

He forgot why he wanted all these cameras but now they're in his room so there's no turning back. And plus if he returned it he feared that it was rather impolite of him after the owner going through so much trouble into finding them for him. 

"Michiko! How are you today?"

His hears perked up by the voice and he immediately recognized it. But he didn't want the other hunters to see himself as excited so he waited for you to come to his door. 

"Oh, I'm fine myself, y/n. Joseph was impatient when you went to a match, so I suggest you see him now or he'll throw a tantrum." 

You laughed and smiled at her words. Then it came to you that Joseph can he really clingy when he can. It's just that he can hold it in at first, but if you're gone for too long. Who knows how the whole manor will end up... 

And they say that Yidhra and Patricia are the scariest! 

You knock on Joseph's door, but even before the second knock you already heard footsteps coming at your way. 

"Y/n, how nice to see you again." 

He says opening the door for you, his room was an organized mess because even if he is a clean freak, he can still manage to mess up his room and still look good.

"Joseph, you haven't cleaned your room in days. Come on!" 

He sighed at the first thing you remarked about his room. But he didn't bother because it'll end up a mess again anyway.

"Aww, can't I spend time with l'amour de ma vie?"

You looked at him disappointingly.

"Sigh... can I at least take a photo?"

You thought about it for a moment when he asked, you were going to say no but you'd just be teasing him so yes. 

The flash of his camera was bright, just for a split second, and the last of his film came out. 

"Joseph, you're running out of film. That was literally your last one."

You spoke while you facepalmed. But he didn't bother because...

"They're worth the money if it's you, cherie." 

Fin.