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DISCLAIMER: ORIGINAL BY LOGANPERRY827

SECOND DISCLAIMER: I will absolutely NOT write smut. I'm bad at it and frankly sex is overhyped. It will happen, just not be put into words. Sorry horny people :v

7:30 AM –

(y/n) woke up slowly. He was really tired. Next-level tired. I just want to go back to bed, he moaned internally. It was a Friday, which meant only one day left until the glorious weekend when he could sleep in for a full eight hours of sleep.

He could hear his mom yelling as his alarm went off. "(y/n)! Breakfast is ready!" she called. He wasn't too preoccupied. Most of the time breakfast was just cereals, egg tarts, or cereals with raisins. His mom wasn't the best cook.

"Coming," (y/n) yelled whilst changing into the day's clothes. Why did school have to be such a bore? It was always wake up early, go someplace boring, get told to do stuff, and then go back home and do the stuff they told you to do even though it was your time.

Plodding down the stairs, he smelled something...actually rather good.

"Hey Mom, what's that smell?"

"It's your birthday today, (y/n)! So I cooked some pancakes for you!" The smile on her face was large. Oh shit. Today is my birthday.

Looking over, there were pancakes on the table. And they did look pretty good.

"Th-thanks, Mom." (y/n) gave a grateful smile and dug in. He'd turned eighteen and it was his last year in school. (thank god)

After finishing his pancakes and putting the dishes in the sink, (y/n) grabbed his backpack and rode on his bike to school. It was usually a short ride and he got there in no time at all.

(y/n) put his bike on the bike rack and then entered the school.

- A FEW HOURS LATER –

"Can I go to the bathroom?" (y/n) asked.

"Sure," the teacher said absentmindedly. They were in the middle of taking a break from mind-numbing physics formulas and he needed to go pretty bad.

Once he was in the bathroom, he noticed a peculiar smell coming from one of the stalls. It smelled oddly of...smoke? Curiously opening the door to the source of the smell, (y/n) saw a large, gaping hole where the floor normally would have been and had nearly fallen in. The handle to the bathroom door was the only lifeline keeping him from falling into the red...landscape?

He wasn't even sure what he was looking at. The best way to describe it was just a red city. Way to go, brain.

CRACK. The stall door's top hinge fell off. No no no no no shit shit shit shit someone help me- CRACK.

The door came off the front and tumbled into the hole along with (y/n).

Plummeting through the seemingly never-ending hole, (y/n) saw a red city and an orange countryside before landing into a pile of liquid.

Ow. SHIT. Ow. My back hurts were the last things he thought before he blacked out.

-

Bee heard a big splash outside and groaned. She was nearly done cleaning up last night's party and it sounded like someone had jumped into the pool again. Why do shithead demons love honey-water so fucking much?

Walking out of her manor, she walked over to the pool and saw a body lying there. "Oh shit."

this was a 6/10 for me personally its pretty short and ehhh

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