Helluva Boss X Reader (Season 1)

CHAPTER 77: NO TRAIL

Blitzø ran frantically from one side of his apartment to the other, hastily grabbing everything that crossed his mind.

Blitzø: Where the fuck did I put my gun?!

He roughly opened drawers, leaving each one open as objects flew out of place. His prized decorative horses landed on the floor with a couple of thuds as he searched through the shelves, but he didn't even look at them.

Blitzø: Dammit, my wallet!!

He lunged for his nightstand, carelessly rummaging through the accumulated papers and trash. He pulled out the wallet he was looking for from among them, but accidentally threw it to the floor along with the trash can.

Blitzø: Shit!!

Crouching down to grab it, his erratically lashing tail hit the cup of coffee he'd just brewed, spilling it on the floor.

But he didn't care. He grabbed his wallet, but when he tried to put it in his pocket, he realized he still didn't have his jacket on.

Blitzø: Oh for fuck sake!

He ran to the closet at full speed, stepping on the papers and trash he'd taken out moments before. In his frenzy, he kicked up a small flurry of papers that ended up falling at Y/N's feet.

The pup had been standing at the entrance to the room, silently watching him. Her ears drooped as she watched him clumsily struggle with his jacket, trying to put it on quickly and not realizing he was wearing it backward.

Y/N looked at the papers beneath her, among the fallen papers, one in particular caught her eye.

It was an old drawing she'd done when she'd just been adopted, a drawing of the three of them together.

Y/N hugged her "Thing" tighter, feeling a knot form in her chest.

When Y/N looked up, she saw Blitzø rush past her without even noticing her presence. She watched him move urgently toward Loona's room, and her chest tightened as she watched him start rummaging through her things without the slightest care.

Perfumes, makeup, small accessories... Blitzø was taking everything out of the dresser, quickly inspecting it before putting some away and returning the rest.

Y/N: What are you doing?

Her voice was barely a murmur compared to the chaos her father was unleashing in the room. But Blitzø didn't respond, too focused on what he was doing.

It was then that he opened a smaller drawer in Loona's nightstand. His hands, still shaking from the rush, tried to grab a bottle of pills, but they slipped through his fingers and fell to the floor, rolling a little.

Blitzø: Dammit!

He immediately bent down to pick them up, but stopped when he saw Y/N take the bottle with both hands, staring at it with a frown.

The little hellhound's heart sank as she realized what they were.

Y/N: ...Why didn't she take her medicine?...

Blitzø hesitated. His gaze met hers for only a moment before he quickly snatched the pills from her.

Blitzø: You sure she didn't tell you anything else? A place, a Ring, something... anything?!

His tone was desperate, and Y/N took a small step back, feeling Blitzø's anxiety permeated the air.

Y/N shook her head quickly, feeling her father's disappointment like a dagger in her chest.

Y/N: She just told me that, no matter what she did, she always—

Blitzø: "She always ended up hurting others." Yeah, you told me! Well, she's not the only one!