One shots (Character X Fem.Reader)

五十三

Prt1

"Urghhh..." I grumbled, as I got out the elevator, and stepped on my floor of the apartment. My neck hurts, from staring at the computer so much. I got to my apartment number, and looked into my bag, and grabbed the keys out.

I put the keys in, and twisted the lock, as satisfying 'chik' could be heard. I walked inside, stretching my arms. "Home sweet home!" I smiled. I kicked off my shoes and walked in.

I tossed my bag onto the couch, and ran into my room. My sweet comfortable bed! Here I come! Before I jumped onto my bed, a really sound came from the upstairs.

"Really? Can't I have a normal sleep for once?" I sighed. This has been going on for weeks! Ever since a guy moved in the room above mine, all I can hear at night are...

To put it simply, I can't have a proper sleep because of them anymore! I understand lovemaking, but to make it so loud and clear? I'm done with it! I quickly put on my shoes, and walked into the elevator.

I clicked on the 6th floor, and I soon arrived. I speed walked to their door, and knocked a few times. The loud noise that was heard before was suddenly quiet. The door suddenly opened, and I saw a really...pretty man.

He had gentle brown chestnut hair and his eyes were chocolate brown. Ehem! Focus on your main goal here (Y/n)! "Hey, so at night I keep hearing loud noises coming from here, if it's possible, can you guys be quieter?" I asked.

Suddenly, another male appeared behind him. Huh. Interesting. I forced a smile upon my face to prevent myself from coughing. I didn't think that there was such a plot twist. 

When I looked closely at the chestnut haired male, I realized there was a lot of bruises, and cuts on him. There was a really bad bruise on his cheeks I realized. This...was he in an abusive relationship?

"Sorry that we're so loud. We'll be quieter next time." Was all he said before he closed the door. I nodded, but looked at him worriedly. I hope he is alright. I wouldn't want his to be...in an abusive relationship.

I quickly got back home, and laid down on my bed. I could see that they were trying to keep it quieter now since there was only the bed squeaks I heard.

(8 months later)

I sniffled, as a snowflake landed on my nose. I carried the heavy bags of my groceries to the apartment, but then I saw a familiar figure. It was...the guy from upstairs.

He was there, smoking and barely wearing anything. He was wearing a tank top, shorts, and a pair of slippers. I walked towards him and sat on the bench beside him.

He had a bad bruise on his cheek I noted. "Hi. So, I didn't exactly ask for your name last time." I smiled, but then cringed, realizing how awkward this was. "Damon." He says, puffing another ring of smoke.

I smiled. "Nice to meet you Damon, I'm (y/n)." I introduced myself to him. He just sat there, staring off into space. "So, about you and your boyfriend-"

He cut me off before I could say anything else. I looked at him confusedly. "He's not my boyfriend." He says nonchalantly. "Huh? Then who is he?" I asked, curious.

"He's someone who pays me after fucking me." He says it straight, without even sugar coating the words. I coughed, nearly choking in surprise. "Excuse me." I muttered.

He then tosses the cigarette down, and steps on it. "It's alright. This is just what I do for a living you know." He says. Then I point to his bruise that he had on his cheek. 

"And that is...?" I ask. "Just something that happens during it." He says without bating his eyes. "Oh." I rummaged into my pocket, looking for something, and then I grabbed it out. 

"Here. Let me apply this for you." I smiled. I held the medicine close to him, and applied it on him. At first he flinched, and then he calmed down, and let me have my way. 

"Aaaand done." I smiled. "Try not to get injured anymore okay?" I smile. He nods as I said that. I placed a band aid on his cheek. If you ever need me, you can go to floor 5, room 13 okay?"

He nods. For some reason, he seemed to be burning. "Are you alright?" I ask, concerned. He quickly nods, and walks away. Huh. Weird.

Damon POV:

My face heated up as she touched my cheeks. I've never felt such...warmth in my life...is this what love feels like? I wondered. My heart is beating...so fast. I smiled.

I smile as she focused working on the medicine that she is applying on me. Oh how I wish this moment would never end. After she was done, she said something I didn't hear. 

I just hurriedly got up and left. Ah, she really left a big impression. As I got back to my room, I held my cheeks. They feel so hot. I shake my head. Control yourself Damon.

I went into the bathroom and filled the tub with ice cold water and plopped myself into it. Ah...this feels so much better.

(Y/n) POV:

It's been a few months already and me and Damon have become friends. He's a really nice person. The only weird thing is that he practically words like...I don't know what to say. 

But to say he gets paid well in an understatement. Even my pay isn't as high as his. But I wonder what he has to go through to earn all this money. I skipped upstairs to Damon's room.

I knocked on the room excitedly. But then, I heard a male voice. Ah...so he is with his boyfriend- fuck buddy? I shook my head. "Oh, you're with him-" But he gives me a pleading gaze.

I think he wants me to take him away... I glanced to the dude behind him. "I need to talk to Damon for a while." I said. The guy nods, and walks back in.

I walk Damon to my room. "So, what is it?" I ask. "There's something I should tell you (Y/n)." He mutters. Uh oh. That did not sound good at all. "What is it?" I ask.

"That guy, is one of my...my crushes brother. I...his brother died to protect me...so he demands me to use myself as a payment...saying I was the one that caused his brothers death." Tears rolled out his eyes. 

"But...I didn't mean to! I was...that night, I wanted to confess to him...and I did...but he...he gave me a grim look..." He sniffles. I pat his back, and he continues on.

"I'm pretty sure...I was pretty sure that he was going to reject me...so-so I ran out the restaurant, not looking at my surroundings. But by the time I paid attention, I was too late." He sniffles.

"He saved me, by pushing me out of the cars way...and I-...I didn't even do anything. I just stood there stupidly, not believing what was happening before my eyes..." He cries.

"By the time he was at the hospital, and the doctors gave the results, saying he was dead...his brother walked up to me." His gaze hardens.

"He...he told me to pay, saying I was a monster, and that I should die...but he was willing to forgive me...if I slept with him. So one day turned into two...and now it still goes to this day."

"I was too...I was too buried in guilt to even reject him..." He cries. "It's alright, I'm here for you, cry it out." I hushed. I buried his head towards my chest.

"It must've been hard are you...but let me tell you...it's not your fault. That guy chose to save you. So you shouldn't be wasting your life right now alright? You should be focusing on yourself." I smiled gently at him to calm him.

"Yes...yes, you're right." He mutters. But something about him at that moment...didn't seem right. 

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⊹₊⟡⋆Omg, sorry guys! It's been so long, I really deeply apologize! Over the summer I had a vacation, and I forgot to tell you guys earlier! Now, I am in school and things are busier than ever! I hope you guys continue to read on though! Enjoy!  (Btw, my already rusty writing skills might have rusted even more(,,>﹏<,,))⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡⋆⟡₊⊹