A New Life to Live [Male Reader x Loona]

"D" is for Dumbass!

[Camera opens into a hospital now fading slowly into the lobby and lastly to a recovery room]

-Heart monitor beeping-

Beep

Beep

Beep

Your dad was resting and recovering from the surgery to fix him up. While sleeping, outside into the hallway, two shadows shown on the wall were approaching.

[Hard sole shoe footsteps echoing closer]

Outside the room, the doctor had approached the visitors in black.

Docter: Can I help you two or so?

???: Uhh yeah, slick top, youse can direct us to the room of F/N L/N, the man who was involved in a umm (looking at his other smiling) rather wicked incident!

???: (female voice) If you'd be so kind to!

Doctor: I'm not at liberty to do that with anyone who decides to play dress up!

???: (cocky head tilt) "dress up", huh?

???: (female voice) I guess ya gotta break him in 1!

Agent 1: (adjusting his shades) With pleasure!

The doctor now saw his reflection in a bad way through the sunglasses of Agent 1. He soon found himself pinned up against the wall by 1's forearm digging into his throat.

Doctor: (gagged panicking)

Agent 1: Fidgeting makes it worse for youse!

Around the corner, a few nurses came, and they all halted, dropping medical towels in horror, seeing one of their coworkers getting abused.

???: (flashing her badge) Official government business, now beat it!!

Behind her, Agent 1 then threw the doctor to the ground, violently shaking him down for an answer to his questions.

Agent 1: Where's the Faddah? Tell me now, where is he???!!

The woman agent walked past her partner and into the room closest to her and saw your dad laying on the bed. She walked closer and saw it was F/N L/N.

???: (from inside the room) HEY 1?!!

Agent 1: (pausing mid slap to the doctor's face) Yeah, 2??

Agent 2: You're gonna wanna see this here!!

Agent 1: (to the doctor) You suck!

Agent 1 got up and walked into the room seeing your dad. Looking at Agent 2 with a grin of pure cunning mischievous nature, he held his fist up and fist bumped 2.

Agent 1: Jackpot!

[Camera slowly backs away from the room out the door frame, now showing Agent 2 smiling wickedly at you, the reader, as she lastly closed the door shut]

-Time skip to the office-

With the office now cleaned up a bit by you, you went to the kitchen to get something to drink.

[Fridge opening]

Y/N: Hmm.....alcohol (shrugging) Ehh, why not? I'm not driving!!

Taking the bottle of whiskey, you went to the break room to sit down finally and have a shot of whiskey. Taking a swig of it, you cough, hard, feeling the heavy inflammation following it.

Y/N: (hard coughing) God *cough* fucking *cough* dammit *coughing wheeze*.....ooh my God!!!!

Now taking a lot of breaths in and out, you tried again and this time it went smoother for you. While taking shot after shot on end, you soon found yourself laying on your arm on the table. Looking empty at the bottle you still held, the sound of footsteps coming in caught your attention.