"Fire Is Both Creation And Destruction." an LMK x Reader

Chapter 8: Sibling Day

It's a quiet, sleepy morning, especially for the Demon Bull family. The parents not yet stirring, Redson somewhere in his mess heap he called a room, and a sleeping fire demoness. Truly a lovely Saturday morning. Peace in the villainous-

"ACK! Braze!" Y/N yelped, being dragged out of her slumber by the large wyrm flopping onto her chest. In response, Braze simply trilled and licked her face, lava slobber left behind.

Y/N giggled, trying to push away his face. "Eugh! Dragon breath!" She muttered, wiping the slobber off her face as Braze curled back down to the end of the bed and sit there, tail wagging, head tilted, and tongue lolling out.

Y/N huffed, running her hand through her hair, as messy as it currently was. She always had a serious case of bedhead in the mornings.(We talking Anna from Frozen bed head.)

She yawned, stretching her arms above her head as she pulled herself out of bed. "Alright, alright, Braze. I'll let you out for your walk." She grumbled, going over to her bedroom door and opening it. To which the giant sky puppy scrambled out and down the hall, trilling and claws clacking against the floor.

Y/N sighed and rolled her eyes, walking over to her bathroom and flicking on the light. She rubbed her eyes as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. "Ugh, I look like hot garbage." She grumbled, grabbing her toothpaste and toothbrush.

She squeezed out some toothpaste onto the toothbrush and running it under water for a second before brushing her teeth. After she finished that she grabbed her hair brush and started fixing her hair to something actually presentable.

Finally, after an almost half hour struggle, she got it into a somewhat neat ponytail that hung off her shoulder. "Eh, it'll do for today. We don't have anything planned anyway." She muttered to herself as she exited the bathroom.

She quickly changed into a nice, comfortable halter top and jeans. She normally would've gone a bit more formal than casual but again, this was a nice day for nothing of that.

After getting ready for the day, Y/N walked into the hallway and started for the kitchen. But she stopped by her brother's door. It was half cracked open and Y/N could hear him muttering and pacing from the looks of it. Oh no. Not another one of these moments.

Y/N leaned her head into the room, grimacing at the mess in the room bathed in ruby red light by his LED lights. There were piles of scrap metal in one corner, his desk in another next to a bookshelf, both of which were covered in blueprints and notes, plus a few poems. Some clothes strewn about here and there. It wasn't even as messy as it normally was and it still got on Y/N's nerves.

Redson paced back and forth in front of his bed, which wasn't even made and the covers were disheveled. He was muttering to himself while looking over a notepad in his hands. He'd pace himself into the floor at this point. Y/N sighed, leaning against the doorframe as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Seriously, brother? All that pacing and you can't even pick up a sock?" She grumbled. Redson snapped his head up, seemingly pulled out of a daze. He glanced around his room before shrugging. "It's fine." He mumbled.

Y/N rolled her eyes. "You say that and then in a few weeks you won't be able to see your floor. What are you doing anyway?" She asked, tilting her head in curiosity.

Redson handed her the notepad and talked while she read it over. "Making a plan for today." He answered. Y/N looked over the list. It was a to-do list with a mini shopping list. Mostly mechanical parts.

"What on earth could you be making that you don't have the parts for?" She asked, looking up at him through skeptic, lidded eyes.

"That's a surprise! Now, are you coming or not?" He responded, walking past and grabbing the notepad from her. Y/N chuckled, shaking her head. "Alright. Don't think we've had a sibling day in a while. Let's go."