Damien Haas An Reader.

part 6

Damiens pov:

Any normal person would look at this situation an say, 'are you absolutely insane, you haven't known this girl that long an she's moving in?! An she isn't even your girlfriend?!!'. To that I'd say, yeah you got a point. But I'm not normal, and for lack of better terms, neither is she from what I can tell. Definitely not in a bad way. I can tell there's something special about her. I just have a feeling that I can trust her. I don't think i believe in fate necessarily but, sometimes the peices fall nicely together like tetras blocks.

It didn't take long for (y/n) to get moved in. The day after the coffee shop visit I picked her up an all her stuff to, no much. Just clothes blankets an a couple nicknacks. Her sister pulled me aside before we left an thanked me. Saying she is greatful for being a good friend to (y/n) an she's rooting for us. I'm not sure what she means by "rooting for us", but I still apriciated the sentiment.

We arrived back home not long after that. Stopping by Wendy's for some lunch. Now we are settled in. I can't tell you how happy I am, I know this Is a little wierd, we only known eachother for a few months an things are moving super fast. But I genuinely think this could be a good idea. She's some one special to me now. Even if nothing comes out of it an we stay friends, I'll cherish it.

Finishing up our lunch, we sit on the couch. Me in the middle, her to the right, an shayne to the left. The cats are probably sleeping some where. Shayne to his time getting to know (y/n) while we eat. "So what are some of your hobbies?" He asked, shoving the last bite of his chicken sandwich in his mouth. She giggles an says, "well, I don't really have one anymore, but I guess I used to be into art alot. Nowadays I don't really do anything outside of work, tv, an eat. Well now I don't work, obviously. But I plan to get back out there soon".

"Oh really, I have a cousin who paints, I even commissioned some peices that are hung up in the apartment. What did you do for work? Before getting let go." He asked, trying not to pry but also interested. "I worked at a dry cleaning place for over like 5 years. Wasn't to bad, kept me busy. What about you guys, hobbies, jobs?" She seems a little bubbly. "I like to read, play some videos games here an there. I also like to cook sometimes! I'll make you some banana bread some time. Mainly I work, smosh. Just like damien. " He gives her a response pretty nicely.

The rest of the after noon went by nicely. We all talked about things, really bonding. When it was the evening, I insisted she take the bed but no such luck. She wanted to sleep on the couch. She's such a sweet girl.
I conceaded an let her sleep on the couch, but I did make it more comfortable with my  top blacket. I know this is only temporary, but I really like the energy that (y/n) brings to the apartment. An honestly, even if I'm selfish in this, I wanna keep this nice feeling...

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(Y/n) pov:

Living with two men, some say it's a dream come true. Some say its possibly the worst luck imaginable. What I think? Simple, endless entertainment...

My only experience living with guys was either my sperm donor, or the boyfriends I got. But this is different. It's nice. It's been 1 week sense I moved in. I help with chores, I offered to cook but it seems that they enjoy cooking an said i could set the table instead.
They make me laugh all day, I even laughed so hard once that I choked on my own saliva. That was a crazy day. But the most fun is when me an damien hang out together. He shows me movies an shows he likes, I showed him a few too. We play video games together, he beats me of course. It's amazing. When they work or are busy, I get the place to myself. An the cats. They eventually wanted to meet me. An now zelda wakes me up every day by laughing on my chest. If I was such a pessimist, I'd want to stay here annjabe fun forever. But I know it's only temporary, soon I need to find a job an move on. An the thought of that day shatters my heart to peices.

But so, I'll cherish every day with damien.

On a Saturday afternoon, shayne was out on some arrends. Leaving me an damien together, we were playing Mario cart. Damien, as king boo, was in third place approaching second. I, as rosalina, was dead last, falling of the edge for the third time.
"God damn it! Why doesn't the mushrooms just fence this shit off!" I whine, sinking into the couch out of frustration. "You know, you got a point, the mushroom kingdom is full of hazardous areas. Peach is gonna get sued." Damien said, sassy an playfully. I laugh an sit back up in the slouchy gamer position. We're on the third lap, damien passed second position an is now in first.
"Yes! I'm in first now! I gotta maintain this position!" He triumphantly said. I, being the sore loser I am, I get the idea to mess up his game. "Oh no! I am currently having a heart attack! Ahhh I'm now falling!" My acting is purposely bad, them I fall onto damien lap, on his arms causing his thumb to press the wrong button. "I have fallen an can't get up an am currently dying!"
"Ahh you little shit! I'll get you for this, (y/l/n).!" He shouts in a fake annoyed tone. His character goes reverse off the cliff an now he's in fifth. I laugh my ass off at my own antics.
"Tickle time, muffin monster!" He announced before attacking my torso with his. Wigglely fingers. He nicknamed me muffin monster cause when I bought muffins, I got far to many. "Ahhh nooo tickles!" I say laughing am wiggling around like a bug.

As much as I try to avoid the dangerous hands, he attacks more ferociously. I reach up an start tickling back. We are giggling an squirming around like crazy.
"Your tickles are no match for MY mega ultra super cosmic death fingers! Ahhh!", he says laughing an squirming as much as I am. After a good 15 more seconds of epic tickle battling, I start to raising the white flag of defeat.
"Ahhh, ok, ok! I give up you win! Stop the tickle war! Please I'm gonna pee!" I shout in playful defeat. He stops an giggles at me, looking into my eye. I can't read him but his expression is very positive so I assume it's good. The whole act seems very romantic or passionate or sensual or something. But I could be projecting my own feelings, either way I'm red with slight embarrassment.

"Hey, I just wanna say thank you. Again. You've been very kind to me an been a special person in my life lately. So thank you. If there's anything I could do to repay you for any of the things you've done to help me, let me know." , I spill out my guts. Being all sappy an shit. Our faces are less then a foot from eachother, making me more nervous. He smiles sweetly, "well your special to me. I'd do all this for you in a heart beat if I could do it again. So your so welcome. I'm glad I met you".

I squirm a bit, "your sweet. I do actually need to pee though...", I really don't but I had to break this tension so how. If I didn't. I might have kissed him.
He let's me up an off him, an I go to the bathroom. Instead of peeing I'm having a small embarrassing dance to myself about the whole thing. When I'm done being red I flush the toilet an go back to the couch. Feelings be damned. I wanna protect our friendship an be with him as long as I can. Now I gotta find a job though. So maybe my time here isn't as long as I thought. I'll make the best of it...