The Human of Mystery [HelluvaBoss: Y/N Male Hellhound reader x Loona]

S1 ep.4 The hunt commences

A/N: You had a shit night and to make matters worse, you want nothing to do with B/FN and to no attention to your knowing, your being hunted by 2 mysterious figures that have or want something to do with you.

Time to jump into the story.

???: I don't think we'll find him at this rate, feels like we digging a hole here.

???: (woman voice): nah, we just gots to play our cards right on this one.

The mysterious women said as she smirks looking off into the distance of half city and neighborhood lights. Then her partner decides to chime in.

???: Hmm...you'd think all of humanity be on your side since youse represents a company dedicated to killing demons but nooo...ya get called "kooks", "extremist", "insane in the membrane"....they'll see...they'll all see.

He begins to give a hard chuckle before throwing his cigarette out and turning to his partner as she begins to smirk knowing what he's thinking.

???: (woman voice) heh heh, business is business, but I love my job!!!!

She says as both her and her partner straighten their shades as a beam of light shines across both their shades. They return to their SUV and continue their search for you

Meanwhile we go to you, you just got out of your car, going up stairs making your way to your kitchen and reach for two bottles...your two special drinking bottles, Limited edition black wrap Hennessy and Don Juilo Tequila > Imported that is. You grab one of your shot glasses and waste no time making your way to the living room. You set your 2 bottles on the coffee table along with shot glass and you immediately sit down. Staring at your bottles, you can't help but grin knowing your about to do what any person would on a REALLLL shitty night....get shitfaced.

Y/N's POV, the anticipation is getting to you as you pop open your bottle of Henny and pour up your shot glass and start your journey to a shitfaced feeling.

Y/N: I deserve this, Merry fuckin Christmas to me bitch!

You begin to laugh at your own not so funny joke....and it's not even close to Christmas.

Time skip 2 hours ahead

???: This is the 4th development and still NOTHING!!!

???:(Woman voice): Ayee cool it, we'll find him, it's not like much can be done since we're asking complete morons in the area.

The man nods in agreeance at what his partner said to him.

???: Maybe we just in the wrong area y'know

???: (Woman Voice): That may be so, but we need as much information as we can get to even remotely have a clue as to where Y/N is in this town.

???: (in frustrated and annoyed tone) Fuckkkkkk...

After 30 more minutes of driving around and asking locals of you, the woman sees a house that both her and her partner haven't gone up to yet. They approach and begin to knock on the door awaiting a response.

We go back to you, you are flat out wasted on your couch, your head is leaned back on the couch. Your vision is blurry, and you can't see more than the front edge of your coffee table as you struggle to get your bearings. You are also completely unaware of your music playing but your body seems to feel the touch of the music as you begin to feel transcendent and begin to go on a drunken trip as your environment begins to fluctuate colorways, hazy mirage illusions. taken in by this feeling, you form a stupid happy drunk expression on your face as your music plays.

Your face right now