Ascension│Bluelock x male reader

3.30. Burn.

Y/N didn't immediately return to his apartment.

He knew it was dangerous for him to be out on the street like this. Who knew what Kuroi had control over now? With a megacorporation like L/N Tech under him, he practically had infinite resources.

But Y/N really needed a break. Just... a rest from everything.

First, he visited the nearby park.

It was early in the afternoon. Cloudy grey skies hovered above, tinting the entire world grey. But the park was still beautiful, rows upon rows of neat trees and bushes. Y/N wandered down a well-maintained gravel path, eyes fluttering over the nearby plants.

Barely anyone was out. The park was eerily quiet, save for a few workers chatting as they blew leaves off the path behind Y/N. Y/N liked it. He liked the silence, the lack of people. Slow as he liked, he walked a big loop, taking in every little detail and just... calming himself down.

The air was cool, and flat. Little wind. A squirrel raced across the path in front of him. Y/N tracked it across the floor, halting his walk as the small animal bolted up the side of a tree. Briefly, the squirrel looked towards him, black eyes staring wide. And then it ran away. Y/N continued walking.

Later on, he walked the streets. Y/N didn't have a location in mind - he just chose a random direction and began walking. The city streets were more lively than the park had been, with people standing on the pavement or walking at a brisk pace. Y/N didn't do either, leisurely ambling down the side of the road.

Eventually, he stopped, turning off the road. He walked down a side path, through an open courtyard, and towards a building.

His head craned up, trying to see inside the huge glass building. It was more wide than it was tall, a weird curved shape that reminded Y/N of a peanut. A giant, glass and metal peanut.

Y/N shrugged, and went in.

Practically nobody was inside. Y/N walked into a huge lobby area, the room several stories up. The entire place was glass and marble, with a statue closed off by red ribbon on one side, and a receptionists' desk on the other.

"Welcome to the National Art Centre," A voice called out. Y/N glanced to one side. A suited man was standing behind the desk, looking at him curiously. "Can I help you, young sir?"

"No..." Y/N murmured. "I'm just here to look around."

The man smiled. "Alright, sir. Enjoy."

Y/N continued walking.

Over the next few hours, Y/N explored the museum. He'd spent hours outside, the afternoon giving way to a dark sunset. The museum was all glass on the outside, and so Y/N took a seat at the cafe, watching as the light bled from the sky. The grey clouds darkened fast, dropping lower and lower in the sky as they blotted out any trace of the daylight. The weather was worsening, and worsening fast. But inside, it was calm and quiet. 

It was pretty much an empty museum. A few tourists, a few foreigners, and a few elderly people, but besides that, nobody. Y/N was probably the youngest person there - something that drew quite a lot of the staff's attention.

"Here."

Y/N glanced up with surprise. A cafe worker placed a glass mug on a round plate in front of him. It was filled with a light yellow-green liquid. The worker smiled at him. "It's herbal tea."

Clearing his throat, Y/N's eyes narrowed slightly. "Why...?"

The lady just shrugged, smiling. "It's not often teenagers come here by themselves. Usually, it's on school trips. And besides, there's no business right now, so I'm basically on break."