Hellish life ( Human male reader X Loona) +18

getting a job in hell

a/n: Okay, here is a new story, I've been cooking before you ask yes it's another Loona story, and you know what I don't care sure I have alot of loona's stories that needs updating but what I do love is creating loona content new or already put up, all I care about that you guys enjoying them thats all it matters so yes this is a new loona story that one of my followers gave me and idea thanks by the way. and yes their well be more Loona stories to come in the future and I'll never get tired of making them cause I enjoy what I love doing, making Loona stories, if you guys don't like it go to another content creature that does other helluva boss characters sure I'll do the characters Like Bee and millie but. Loona is going to be the character I'm enjoy making stories about.. and I'll never get tired of it.

 so enjoy this idea was given to me by @brayneutron soe enjoy. 

Y/n was walking home with a black eye on his face and bruises on his face, he wasn't having the best life of his time or day. He had a run-in with bullies who would beat him up cause they were bored, and the teachers never did shit about it as he was coming home he remembered to put his hood up, cause he didn't want to see his father noticing the bruises he got, Y/n knows his father cares about him, and he didn't want to put his problems on his since he only wanted to deal with them himself. But the worst person he didn't want to see was his stepmother, who treated him like shit behind his father's back. When he's not around, he stops at the door.

Y/n: *sigh* Okay, here I go.

He walks into the house only to find a blood stain on the floor; he gulps in fear, hoping it isn't who he thought it was. he follows the trail and notices a knife on the table that isn't covered in blood and picks it up, once he made it to the kitchen noticed his father was standing his ground against his stepmother.

F/n: Why do this? Treat my son like he's nothing!

Sm/n: Oh please, your son is just a disappointment, and you know it, you dumbass! You're just too soft. 

Y/n was about to call 911, but he didn't have his phone since he left it here this morning before leaving for school. He heard the conversation, however.

F/n: Y/n's not a disappointment, you fucking bitch; all these 4 years of Marriage and I found out where those cuts were coming from, now I know why y/n didn't say anything from those bullies from that fucked up school, and Now you treating him like that when you are supposed to be his caring mother.

sm/n: You know what? You only care about your son, not me! 

F/n: what are you?

Before he finished his sentence, he was stabbed in the chest. He looked up at his new wife to see her frowning at him.  Y/n widens his eyes to see his stepmother killed his father.

Y/n:  no!

The stepmother noticed y/n running into the kitchen to check on his father. As he took the knife out, he checked for a pulse. . He looked down to the ground in tears strolling down his cheek.

Y/n: why!

Sm/n: It's about time you woke up.

Not caring what she just did to his father, who cared so much for him

Sm/n: clean up this mess! boy.

Y/n didn't say anything but look at his father; the father looked up at Y/n, putting a hand to his cheek only to have it fall onto the ground. His father was now dead, y/n clenched his fist.