“Come on, you can do better than that! Dig!!” Elena yells.
“The holes do not need to be this big to plant seeds!” Leshy yells.
“What do you know?” Elena yells back.
“I know how to garden!” Leshy yelled, “You need to back off!”
Elena rolled her eyes, “Don’t talk back to me! I’m your caretaker!”
“You’re a shitty caretaker!” Leshy yells back.
“You’re not blind anymore! You can work! You and your ugly ass scars!” Elena screams.
A lot of the other farmers looked up, “Could y’all quiet down? Some of us are trying to get stuff done!” a female voice yells.
Elena points at her, “Shut the hell up!”
This got the female farmer angry as she got up off their hands and stormed to Elena, seems a fight was about to start. Leshy took this time to run off.
Leshy ran until he tired out and had no choice but to stop and rest. He sat down near a little stream of water. He stares at his reflection for a second before taking off his bandages. They were too tight around his head, so it was a relief to take them off.
He stares at the scars where his other eyes used to be, all bloody and ugly. Leshy sighed as he felt tears slowly well up in his eye. Maybe Elena was right, Milo would be disgusted if he saw him.
Leshy touched the scars; they were bumpy and rough, so ugly. Leshy’s claws dug into his head, and he stared at himself in the stream. His tears slowly, one by one, fell into the water.
That’s when he heard footsteps. He didn’t turn, he didn’t have the energy. But then he heard a voice, “Hey, Lesh…” it was Milo.
Leshy immediately put the bandages back on in a panic before turning around, “Milo?”
Milo sat next to him, and they were quiet for a while. It would be calm to anyone else, but Leshy could feel the tension.
Finally, after what felt like years, Milo spoke up, “Did you… actually enjoy that kiss?”
Leshy was a bit surprised by that, but he answered, “Y-Yes. V-Very much.”
Milo looked at him, “You didn’t… send those cultists purposely after me, right?”
Leshy shook his head, “No! I would never!”
Milo nodded his head, “Why were you crying?”
Leshy felt his heart drop, ‘Shit,’ he thought, “Um… no… reason…”
Milo sighed, "Tell me, Leshy…"
Leshy looks away, "I just um… my… scars… they're… I'm hideous…"
Milo's face softened, "Leshy…” he gently cups his face, “Did someone say that…?”
Leshy looked down, “Elena…”
Milo's face turned to anger, “Elena said that…?”
Milo nods, “Y-Yes…”
Milo took a deep breath before gently reaching for Leshy’s bandages, “Can… can I take them off?” Leshy froze up, “I won't judge… promise…”
Leshy thought about it before nodding. Milo smiled softly as he took them off; when off, he stared at them for a while, “Leshy… you're so cute…”
Leshy blushes, “You think…?”
“Yeah… You’re beautiful…” Milo gently ran his fingers across Leshy’s scars, “How could anyone think you’re… ugly…?”
Leshy blushes more, “I… Milo…”
Milo clears his throat as he pulls back, “I um… I forgive you… and I hope you can forgive me for… stomping away all… mad…”
Leshy nods, “Yeah, I… I forgive you…”
Milo nods, “Can I kiss you?” Leshy freezes but manages to nod. Milo immediately kisses him, their lips pressing together, making Leshy gasp, leaving enough time for Milo’s tongue to be shoved inside. They stay like that for a while before they both pull away for air, “Sorry…” Milo mutters.
“No, no, I liked it… I liked it…” Leshy wraps his arms around Milo’s waist.
Milo snuggles and purrs into Leshy’s chest, “I… love you…” Milo says.
Leshy is silent for a minute before smiling, “I… I love you too.”
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"Chaos's Beloved," Leshy x The Yellow Cat
FanfictionAfter Leshy got defeated and turned into a follower, he has a hard time accepting that this was his life now but that's when he smelled a familiar smell, Milo, a yellow cat, someone that he started developing feelings for.
