snake | A fighter's embrace

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Genre: Fluff 🌸

Requested by @cccchofi

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It was a calm day in the farm, unlike other days when guards start picking up on slaves.

It was the perfect time for taking a long nap for Snake, even the weather was good, wasn't too hot or too cold for a fall day.

He was sleeping peacefully, his right leg dangling from bed, the other bent in an upside down 'v', his head turned to the left, his right arm covering the right side of his face, while the other was above his head. The covers were messed over him not covering half of his body.

He was living the best time of his life till it was evening.

When there was shouting and noise outside, he turned to the other side trying to cancel the noise but it was no use. He grumbled loudly and got up from his bed, stomping toward the door and slammed it open.

He thought he will find guards fighting, or slaves, or even a slave tying to run away in the middle of the day.

But to his surprise, he saw a new female slave taken towards the master's house.

She looked in her 20's, and he will lie if he said she wasn't pretty, even if snake doesn't pay a close attention to women most times, he can't deny the fact that she made him follow her with his eyes till she went in.

He looked back to the source of the noise to find guards and some slaves gawking at her and talking about her among themselves-they woke him up so it's not among themselves anymore-

"What are all of you doing? Don't you have work to do?!" He yelled at them startling them.

They ran to their assigned spots fearing his wrath, but he went back to the grand master's house.

"It's just another new slave, I didn't know they are bringing any." He said to the grand master who only nodded.

"What are you cooking for me today?" He asked scratching his stomach.

"The usual." Murmured the old master, which made him grumble.

"Can't you make anything else?" He whined loudly.

"You have hands." Murmured the old man again without sparing him a glance.

After a few days, he was -surprisingly- outside in the morning walking around, he saw a figure from afar walking and holding a big basket, and in he other part of the farm a bunch of people, most likely guards, looking towards it and laughing.

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