Addicted (Mafia Sans x Reader)

Chapter 1

YOUR P.O.V

It's a dark, clear night. You had nothing better to do than head over to the monster bar you knew too well. Taking care to not get noticed, you made your way over to the little bar known as Grillby's. You went around back and knocked on the door. You knew Grillby well after a fight with your family drove you out of the house. He found you sleeping out in one of the lush, green fields outside the city while he was out on a walk. He offered you a place to sleep for a few nights. Since that night, he's been your go-to in bad times. He would help you whenever he could.

Grillby opened the door, "ah, (Y.N). It's been a while. Everything going OK at home?"

"Nah," you said, "I've just been lying low."

"Well as long as you've been staying out of trouble."

He chuckled and stepped aside, allowing you access to the small kitchen of the bar. The smell of fresh food hit your nose and made you quiver. It had been days since your last real meal. The streets were certainly no five-star restaurant. Grillby seemed to notice that you were there for more than just a bed to sleep on.

"Go on and sit in the main dining room. No-one's there right now. Just keep your hood up so if any late night patrons show up, you won't get caught." He opened the door to the seating area.

"Thanks, Grillby," you said as you walked through the doors. You chose the booth closest to the door in case you needed a quick escape and sat down. Grillby brought over your favorite dish and a cold bottle of beer.

"On the house." He chuckled and handed you to the keys to the basement where a bedroom awaited you.

Behind you, the door opened and a little bell rang. Grillby looked up at the people who entered the bar. They were all talking rather loudly and laughing, or at least one was laughing. The other two seemed angry at whatever had been said. Grillby seemed to notice them and walked over to the bar with them.

You looked up to see two skeletons, one tall and one short, and a tall fish lady, all in stylish suits, sit down on bar stools at the back of the room. The smaller skeleton was flipping a coin in his left hand while the fingers on his right hand were tapping rhythmically on the bar. The taller skeleton took off his suit jacket and hung it up on a nearby coat rack and sat beside the other skeleton. The fish woman was sitting beside him scratching the scales on the back of her neck.

The smaller skeleton turned around to look at you. You lowered your head as quickly as possible hoping the hood would hide your face. No fight broke out so you assumed you were safe. Suddenly voices broke the silence.

"So Grillbz, the usual please," you looked up to see the small skeleton turning back towards Grillby. "Well, on second thought, double the ketchup will ya?"

"You guys celebrating something?" he laughed.

The skeleton chuckled and nodded, "yup. Let's just say it's been a good night for us."

"Understood. Well, it's all on the house then. Or should I say, 'I'll put it on your tab'."

Grillby laughed and went to the kitchen to get their food. When he left, the three started whispering and the smaller skeleton looked back towards you again. "Crap! They know!" You thought. You kept your hood down, hoping for the best but you could feel his firm gaze on you. You heard footsteps approaching you and then a figure filled the other side of the booth. You froze.