Me, my-elf, and I (Canaries x reader)

I have to much emotional bag-gage

Alternative title: Trying to not lose Mithrun challenge go!

Stirring in your sleep you turned around, an unwanted ray of sunshine fell over your closed eyes trying to bring you back from sweet dreamland. Ugh. . .did you perhaps forgot to close the curtains once again? Summer sun is way too intense for you during the day, when all you want to do is sleep. Especially since you are technically off work for the next week. Thank you summer holidays we all says in unison.

You felt your mattress sunk down slightly before something poked your cheek. "Wake up" Still sleepy you swatted the hand away, furrowing your eyebrows in annoyance. The hand stayed in the air for a couple of second before it poked you again, this time more incessantly "Wakeupwakeupwakeupwakeupwake–"

"Argh!" Slapping the hand away for the second time you opened your eyes at the annoying voice only for them to wide like tennis ball at the sight of a face, really. . .REALLY close to yours. "Good morning!" Bright purple eyes stared into yours as her lips curled into a mischievous smirk. Immediately you recoiled against the wall behind you, hitting the back of your head in the meanwhile, making you hiss and touch the pained area "Fleki what are yo–Lycion you too!?"

The silver haired elf greeted you with a peace sign, he was seated at the edge of your bed so he must have been the one poking your cheek and constantly repeating to wake up like a parrot. He didn't look that different from yesterday, always half naked and full of tattoos, his long hair however were tied up into a bun.

"Holy shit that wasn't a dream then!" And with that you could say that the situation officially sinked in your pretty empty head. Nowhere to escape honey, you have to deal with six elves came from another plan of existence, good luck.

Fleki chuckled leaning her head on her hands. She was kneeled beside your bed, elbows neatly placed over your mattress. She too didn't look that different, only her messy hair where even more messy than usual "Did you sleep well? We sure did!" You threw her an unamused glance before sighing and rubbing the back of your neck "New Rule: not barging into my room unannounced"

From outside the room you could hear commotion "Fleki! Lycion! Have you guys woke the host up?" Soon from your door Pattadol's head peaked from behind it, her long hair tied up in a ponytail. Damn. . .these elves sure like their hair. Fair enough, they are gorgeous after all "I hope you two aren't causing trouble already" she threw a stern look to the two elves that were STILL on your bed.

"Yep. We did it" Lycion smiled, waving his hand at the sight of his captain while Fleki threw her head backwards trying to look at her with an innocent smile. Pattadol blue eyes traveled toward your figure who looked already traumatized before even being able to process anything. "Good enough. Good morning _____, I hope you slept well, we were just finishing cooking breakfast"

At her words just almost jumped out of your bed. "Wait, what?" Breakfast? They used your kitchen? They didn't even knew what a damn TV was how did they figured out how things like the microwave worked?! You dont smell anything burnt though. . .let's just hope that nothing was burned down. "OH finally!" Fleki shouted with an over exaggerated groan "I was starving! We haven't eat anything for a whole day!"

She ran out of your room with Lycion trailing behind her, who made a sign to follow them. You stared at the empty space they were before slowly letting your head hit the wall behind you. . .it's gonna be a long day. . .Wait you need to check your kitchen!

Fast walking (more like rushing) to the room in question you almost dreaded the see the situation you will eventually have to deal with, instead what you saw was a perfectly normal scene of six people making breakfast and havi a nice slow mornin–