Tuxedo mask x reader

Who do you call home?

      If you're wondering what happened, I'm rewriting my old story. I'll try to post every Tuesday, at 12pm EDT

        You're in a new place. It's different from what used to be called home. Your room is empty, mostly. The few things you brought with you are scattered about, your mother threw them in trash bags, then tossed them out into the street.

       She was upset with you, and the man you decided to 'leave' her for. Your father. They had gotten divorced when you were little. He's remarried now. But your mother was mad she'd be alone, your brother went off for college a year ago. He's studying abroad.

       He was moms' scapegoat for everything. If the bills weren't paid on time, it was his fault for not having a job. If your mother lost all her money gambling it was his fault, somehow. If my grades weren't perfect, it was his fault for not studying with me. Your mother would often punish him in harsh ways. Her favorite was dragging him by the hair into a shed in the backyard and beating him with a chain. He would often turn his anger on you, blame you just like your mother did to him. Though he never beat you, he'd often yell and throw things.

       After he left though, you became your mothers' scapegoat, your brother never told your father, that's where you and your brother differed, it took a year of living in what felt like hell before you told your father. Once he found out he took you away, to where you are now.

       His home, with his wife, and his way of living. You knew your father loved you, you knew he would do anything for you. But that didn't stop you from being scared.

       Your fathers' wife was named Jovi, she was a foreigner, but she was kind. She liked you, wanted to do anything for you. So, when you brought up the fact that you wanted to decorate your room, she was rather excited. Jovi took you all over Tokyo to find the things that you liked, no budget, only the best for her stepdaughter. It was then that you decided to trust her.

       Jovi pulled you along like a delighted child, she was ready to set up your room and make it perfect. But you spotted something from your peripheral vision. A long-haired, green eyed calico cat, with a weird spot on its head, it was staring at you. Jovi looked at you curiously when you stopped and followed your gaze.

       Jovi smiled, "I didn't know you liked cats. We can get one from the pet store later if you want." You shake your head.

       "No, it's okay. I prefer dogs anyway." You hear the cat meow; you feel as though it was annoyed by the statement. You laugh at that thought. You knew cats were smart, but you didn't think they were that smart. "But," You look back at Jovi, "I'm up to get a dog from the pet store." You saw Jovi frown slightly, she seemed to start thinking. "Is something wrong?" You asked, worried you had upset her.

       "No, it's just I don't think Emrys-uh, your father would want a dog, considering he's allergic, but we could ask. We can ask him at dinner." Jovi smiles at you. "Now, let's go decorate your room!" You followed her into the house with the decorations, you two had decided not to paint your room, and not much was heavy so climbing the stairs with everything was easy. Though you had everything you needed, you didn't have the bedframe set up.

       "We can get Daddy to do this right?" You asked Jovi. She looked at you and nodded immediately. You couldn't help but chuckle at her eagerness to let someone else do the heavy lifting and building. Jovi and I decorated what we could and then headed downstairs. You spent the rest of the day doing whatever you two wanted, whatever made you happy. Jovi made sure to make you smile. That was more than your mother did. So at the end of the night when your father finished setting up your bed and Jovi and you finished decorating, you thanked her.

       "For what?" Jovi questioned, slightly confused.

       "For being my new home." You say as you smile at her. Jovi smiles back and places a hand on your head.

       "If you call, I will come running."