Facing Reality (Sequel to, Then Reality Struck) Sting X Reader

chapter 5

Sting and I carried on, then he pulled away, leaving me to pout. Sting let out a chuckle, "C'mon, I have a big Christmas present for you in my room~" he purred lightly.

I blushed as he took my hand and began leading me to his room.

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I may curled up on the ground, my limps tangeled with Sting's. I couldn't believed this happen, how could we go this far already??

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I arrived in Sting's room, my heart pumping in my chest. What the hell did he want to show me? I mean it isn't even christmas yet!!!

My eyes darted around while Stung just satnon the bed innocently. He let out numerous giggles before grabbing a box under his bed.

"Here, go try this on." He spoke, pushing me towards his bathroom.

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What the actual fuck is this?!?!?! How the hell did he even find something like this??

I stood looking in his mirror, the thing I was wearing was horrible.

He had gotten a maid outfit that looked like the outfit he made himself, you know, the one with the poofy pants. That one.

And to make it worse, there was a bee stinger connected and a headband with antinas. Sting seriously has a bee fetish.

I excited the room, glaring at Sting upon seeing him. He only sat there innocently.

"What the actual fuck, Sting?!?!" I glared more.

He ignored me, "You forgot something." Sting snickered.

I looked to his hand and found matching wings for the maid outfit. Oh fuck no. Fuck. No.

"No, no way I'm hell am I going to put those wings on."

"C'mon, please?"

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Which brings to the present, Sting had tackled me, trying to out the wings on me. I can't believe it came this far.

"All Sting wanted was to help his bee fetish, help Sting today, every donation counts." Admin began to say as she appeared before the two wrestling, hormonal teenagers.

They blured out behind her as sad music began to play like in one of those commercials, "Donate today."

Then admin shed a year before disappearing.