Hermes x Reader x Hades Updates paused.

Starbucks Thieve

"Toads have no value. But in your home town they are snacks. Food. How awful to see such tastes and such things."

Opening your eyes to see what seemed to be like a tourist was speaking with your mother.

"An offer of your daughter?"

Your mother lifted you up handing you to someone. "What burdens to be." The voice said before taking you away.

Years later. The world hasn't been different. Never knowing about your mother or father. You were fostered so many times it wasn't even a matter of caring for a child. Just a number in a system.

Labor was given. No matter where you went there was labor needed. Houses, offices, a janitors life was something no one cares for. But it's a needed field. A harsh task.

Tampax in toilets, odd things in the toilets, phones, wallets, even baby's?

Whatever it is the life style was just something you had to deal with. This was your life forever now. So tired to even go out and socialize. Everyone has reached a field they have dreamed of. Even photography.

But what could you do now? Cook? You tried being a chef and couldn't boil water if it meant $500 on the line.

Just a nice night of sleep is best secured through $1 tea. Yeah artificial sugars aren't the best. But you've had this sweet tooth nagging you since last month.

If all else fails you'd just have to sneak coffee from the lounge. Different flavor and creamer's. A half drunken Starbucks from the fridge. Okay these aren't good things. If you get caught it's the end for you.

Thieving other peoples meals. But you've never really had anything else before. That and they always buy more the next day. So what's wrong with just taking a little. It's not like your taking it all..

Grabbing a spoon you reached into the fridge and got the starbucks drink. Dipping the spoon inside the cup you tasted it and almost melted from the flavor.

"Maybe someday I'll be able to afford my own meals..." Putting it back into he fridge you turned around disposing of the plastic spoon.

The next day there was a drink but if had a sticky note with tape.

"For the janitor." Your face grew blood red as you closed the fridge. Were they mocking you? Was it bad? Is it a joke! No this is all your fault!!!! You should have stopped these things...

"Just take it." The man behind you opened the fridge again and got his Star Bucks Drink.

"I'm so sorry!!" You kept you head down looking down at his feet unable to look at his eyes.
How embarrassing. You wanted to curl up and die.

This was a good company to work for. It was enough to pay off the debt you owed to your fosters.

"How is it that you are in need of meals?"

This voice! Your heart skipped a beat hearing his voice. It's so familiar. From where?

"Are you in financial debt?" The man asked rasing your drink to you.
"No I'm alright. I'm so sorry. I won't do it again." You said accepting the Starbucks drink from him.

"Many cases like these are reported to HR. Is there something-"

"No, please I'm sorry."

"I'm not threatening you on anything. More worried that our janitor isn't being sustained."

Oh fuck. What do you say?
This is really uncomfortable. "I'm taking care of family." You say somewhat being honest.
"Sick relatives?"

He asks.

"No."

"Siblings?"
"It's personal sir. Again I'm sorry about this. Thank you for the Starbucks it was kind of you." You walk away with the broom keeping your head down. Those eyes were on your skull they were burning. You knew it wouldn't stop burning until you turned the corner to leave.

"They always find their way back." Hades said humming watching you leave. "There was this suspicion it was you. Now I'm very sure it is you."