Mirror Mirror (Black Star x Reader)

Twelve

2nd POV:

Both of your hands are cuffed with those chain-bracelet things. It hurts like hell, but you know Black Star is coming to find you. That instantly makes you feel a lot better.

"(Y-Y/N)? Is that really you?" You're not facing his voice, but you instantly start crying.

"Mhm..." Is all you can manage to get out before turning to him. You try to reach out to his voice, but the bracelet cuts into your wrist, forcefully pulling you back. Your head hits the stone wall with a loud thud, but you just laugh it off.

"T-thank you..." You say.

"For what, (Y/n)?"

"F-for coming and saving me. Like, you obviously didn't have to. I mean-"

"I understand now, you don't have to explain." He laughs. "Anyway, how the hell do I even help you now?"

"Oh gosh. I didn't even think of that yet...here, catch!" You throw the stone to Black Star. "Figure something out."

A few moments later and you're in his arms. Tears flow out of your eyes and onto his shirt. "I know you missed me, (Y/n), but God." He chuckles.

"Shut up." You sniff and laugh lightly.

The next morning/your point of view ^^

Black Star hasn't told them I'm alive. Honestly, I still don't like them. I have no clue why I like him so much, but oh well.

"When do you want to tell them?" He asks.

I laugh and say: "Well, I think it'd be hilarious if you invited them to some sort of party and I just walked out and say, 'sup' or something like that...?" He laughs uncontrollably and nods.

The time passes fast. Soon enough, the crew is over and I'm in a Black Star's bedroom. It's-uh-kinda awkward to be sitting here all alone.

I hear the signal and I come out and just look around. Everyone just looks blankly at me and I just stop and stare at them. I blink a few times, my mouth in a completely straight line. Trying to hold back my laughter and keep a serious, professional expression, I say:

"Sup, bitches."

"WHAT THE HELL, (Y/N)? IS THAT ACTUALLY YOU?!?" Black Star says, cracking up into laughter.

"No, no, no. Why'd you mess with us like that, guys?"

"Hm?" I ask.

"Why the hell did you fake being dead!" Maka asks.

"What the shit do you mean?" I laugh. " I was dead. Or at least to my knowledge."

"Y-you were?"

"Yup. To be honest, I just literally resurrected like Jesus a few hours ago. Maybe around five in the morning...? How should I know?"

"Wait."

"No thanks."

"You couldn't have actually been dead?" Kid says.

"Better believe it, you little biatch."

SUPER SHORT CHAPTER WITH MANY CUSS WORDS SRRY BUT KID IS (IN A WAY) A LITTLE BIATCH SO OKK IMMA GO BYE :3

That escalated quickly,
~Luci