Reapers [ Your Boyfriend Game AU ENG VER]

🥀 Chapter 3

Who needs a savior?

Days had passed, but Peter didn't know this, it felt like an eternity, he was hungry again... however, not the kind of hunger that would make him malnourished, the Reapers did not require as much food as humans to stay alive or active, many have a calorie storage system. Although eating makes them stronger and larger, they can resist long periods without eating meat.But this did not keep Peter calm, he felt the pangs of hunger. The empty stomach drove him crazy...he had often tried to eat his own flesh to quiet the ferocious roars. It was then that they put his muzzle and chains on his arms.At times like these he could only lie down on the cold floor, hoping to sleep to forget his hunger, like poor children do.Some things passed through his mind, memories of when he was free, the countless fights for his life, that crazy doctor, strangely his hateful sister... and the new girl...A blush appeared on his face, he was thinking about that brat again. He turned around, lying face down on the floor, muttering incomprehensible curses due to the pressure of her face against the tier.He made noise to avoid hearing the voices in his head.

- Hello!... - Those damn voices, that seemed so real. -... do you hear me? - They were just playing with his mind, maybe if he screamed that would make them leave, that's -...

-Peter! -That name... raised his face in surprise from the ground, he immediately realized it. She was there. She was back.

An unconscious smile formed on his face, perhaps if he had a tail he would be moving it frantically right now.But wait...she said that name, THAT FUCKING NAME! His face went from happy to annoyed as he stood up with difficulty from the pose.

- Don't you dare call me like that! I told those bastards to refer to me as Reaper, not Peter!- He complained to her, not even bothering to greet.

-Wow, my goodness... what a character, by the way, I missed you too...- Y/N added as she adjusted her wheelchair in a position where she could rest while she spoke into the microphone.

There were a few seconds of silence while those words ran through his mind. she miss him?... No, she's just playing.He just grunted, pretending like he didn't give a shit that she was back.

-What's happen? Aren't you happy to see me? You could be a little more grateful, because of your needs I will have to be in a wheelchair for at least one or two more weeks. -She was provoking him, her tone made it obvious that she had a smile while said it.

- SO?! Am I supposed to kiss your feet for feeding me?! Oh wait... I couldn't even if I possibly want to, I already ate them~ - the Reaper added with a sarcastic tone. - that's your fucking job. Don't act like I owe you something, those fuckers upstairs are giving you a life of luxury for doing nothing.-

- EXCUSE ME?! -It seemed like he had touched a sensitive spot. - You are a little ingrate, you should be a little kinder and be grateful that you have the advantage of having someone like me who can feed you more often than others can! I don't want you to kiss my ass, just...-she was clearly realizing the stupidity she was saying. Was she looking for him to be nice to her?The fact that he stopped suddenly made Peter look up curiously. That brat attitude made him extremely curious. What does  expect from him?

She laughed.

-No, You are right. This is my job. And since it's my job, tell me, what did you think? -Her tone had changed completely, it was a more neutral one, as if she had forgotten Peter's aggressive comment.

- tsk... it was good. Nothing out of this world, you could shave for next time. -There he was again, bothering her.Y/n was tapping the armrest of her chair. This guy was being too acidic, but hey, she was liking that. Hopelessly rude.