Daddy Dingo x Reader (ABUSIVE BOYFRIEND)

Lovers By Chance.

Here you are, at the location that this mysterious secret admirer has given you. You stand in the bus lane, looking at the speed limit sign that is a few scratches away from being absolutely unreadable. The wooden bench that is poorly painted by your side, a metal pole with no efficient use. Those types of poles that a main character would run into while rushing to school.

 while waiting, you start pondering the potential suspects of the sudden letter. Crossing off the names in your head as your eyes make a rolling motion with every person. You take a seat as the sunny day suddenly turns into a wet sensation. You feel the rain on your fingertips slide off.

Maybe you got stood up like the dumb idiot you are? You lower yourself onto the wet sidewalk as the dripping rainwater trails into a nearby drain. "Sorry, I'm late, Kitten." An unrealistically deep voice towers over you, or under you?  you look around frantically to see where that masculine voice is coming from. You would have never suspected that you would need to look down to see the man who gave you the note. "I am Daddy Dingo, I was the man who had slipped that rather peculiar note in your locker. Hope I hadn't fried your fiddle sticks by requiring you to wait such a long period." He leans to grab his umbrella that was stuffed in a duffle bag he had brought. 

He is a short, 3-foot shirtless man with a single strand of curly hair that is somehow not drooping from the rain. He has no sign of knees, so he walks like a paper cut-out character or even a Barbie without poseable joints, not to mention that his legs were the width of hickory sticks. He had a very refined jawline with an odd-looking butt chin that stands out from his features, despite him being very odd-looking. He had very long eyelashes that you could have sworn were extensions, an amazing set of abs, and a speedo that had nothing in the actual underwear part, as if he had nothing there. Extremely bushy eyebrows that he probably won't trim for a while, a thick neck, and uneven hands, one being the size of the entire umbrella and one being the size of your pinky toe.

You can't help but gasp at the bizarre sight of a person who looks like they were drawn by a 7th-grade girl who is suffering from art block. Before you even have the chance to speak, he lifts you up and he holds the umbrella over your head. You feel your face going red, How could you be seen with this man?! This is oh so... Odly beautiful man...  "Sorry for holding you up like that, Daddy Dingo promises that he will never do anything like that when we are finally in each other's grasp." He has an odd accent, he has a very close voice to Prince Charming from Shrek.

He uses all of his willpower to hold the umbrella over your head, as he is 3 feet tall. You are completely speechless when it comes to this man, but finally, you have cleared your head from all of the images of his figure and brought up a conversation that isn't painfully awkward.

"S-So, I've never seen you around ItchyBum high school, do you go there?" He glares at you and raises a brow. "Oh Kitten, how oblivious you are, if you hadn't known, I am 34 years old and I have been stalking you since you were in grade 3." Your pupils dilate as you hear the words ominously slide out of his mouth.

"What?"