Lonely Loona - Loona x Male Reader! (Ongoing)

Just Cleaning A Mess...

Y/N finds himself in a very difficult situation in which he needs to somehow clean up while Loona is passed out on her bed. 

In an attempt to put off cleaning Loona up, he starts with the cum on the floor. "Where in the hell does her dad keep the cleaning supplies?" He asked himself with confusion as he checked every cabinet and drawer. "If he finds his floors covered in cum, he's going to fucking kill me! But if he finds out what happened to Loona, that'll be even worse..." 

Y/N ended up finding some half used floor cleaners all under Blitzo's bed. "I guess he's the type of guy to open a cleaner, buy a new one, and open the new one instead of finishing off the old one. Actually, that tracks." 

He starts wiping the floors and disposing of the sticky white semen. "That just leaves... Damn it." He looked at Loona's unconscious body with fear as he knew he would have to start taking her clothes off because of the visible cum stains. 

"Here goes everything" Y/N said as he start pulling off Loona's shorts and realizing this is a lot more embarrassing than he thought it would be. 

"I can't do this! I have to wake her up somehow!" He does everything he can, from tapping her shoulder, to yelling in her ears, she's just too sleepy.

"ugghhhh... I guess I'm going to have to continue..." Y/N continues by removing her shirt, which made him blush a lot more then it should.

As he started to get to the more questionable things to remove, he started closing his little perverted eyes. 

He started to remove her underwear with his eyes closed, when he felt a stain on the front. He quickly threw it to the floor realizing that it was from when she was wet earlier. "Oh Satan, why am I forced to do this?"

He started removing her bra, which he actually couldn't do with his eyes closed because bra straps fucking suck. He managed to get through, and now he was stuck with a very nude Loona on the couch.

He was now faced with taking Loona to the shower and cleaning her up. A job he was not prepared for in the slightest considering he could hardly lift Loona up onto the couch. 

"There has to be someway to get her there..." Y/N was thinking desperately as he hoped Blitzo wouldn't show up soon. 

Y/N started pacing around the apartment just thinking on what to do, and when he checks Blitzo's room for any furniture on wheels, he finds something certainly useful; a furniture dolly. 

"Oh thank Satan! This'll work!" He rolled the dolly up to the couch, and very gently lifted Loona down to the dolly and rolled her to the bathroom, where the final obstacle lies: Washing Loona.

He turned the water to the shower on, and held up Loona as the water cleaned her fur. "I guess I should use soap... But I don't really want to touch her..." Y/N grabbed the soap that was lying on top of the shower rim and started by just cleaning her arms. 

Y/N could hardly stand the idea of touching her with her being asleep, it is a very immoral thing to do, but he realized he was left with either leaving the sticky cum on her, or actually saving both their asses. He chose to clean her, no matter the embarrassment. Now, in what could only be described as an ashamed look on his face appeared, he started cleaning her.

"I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this." Y/N kept repeating as he washed her.

In the middle of the cleaning, a quiet moan could be heard. Y/N struggled to hear it because he was so up in his ashamed thoughts. So he was certainly surprised when Loona stood up on her own and gasped in shock. 

"What the fuck is happening?!" Loona turned around to see Y/N with soap in hand. "What? How? Why? what is-"

Y/N tries to explain and ended up exclaiming: "Your dad is going to be home soon and you were knocked out cold, so I had to take cleaning into my own hands! I'm so sorry!" He looked incredibly humiliated and ashamed of his actions despite them being well-intentioned.

"Y/N! It's fine. It means a lot that you even considered to do this, but I think for your own mental wellness bullshit, I should finish this alone." She said in a pretty calm way that made it clear she wasn't angry, but Y/N was still very apologetic and he took the furniture dolly back to Blitzo's room.

Y/N left the apartment before Blitzo could get home. But of course, he double-checked to make sure the floor was spotless before he left.

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