Hair (Yang X Reader)

Chapter 1: Journey Starts Now

(Y/N, 5 Years Old)

"Daddy Daddy!! I want to be a huntsmen like big brother"
"That's great son, but you know it will be hard work, right"
"Yeah, but I'm willing to put in the effort"

He smiled before leading me outside, getting my big brothers weapon and giving me a small silver sword

"Ready"

I nod, he nods in return as he raises my brothers weapon as he slowly runs towards me, slowly lowering his weapon in a swinging motion with my brothers weapon. I block and he backs up smiling

"See your doing good, now I'm going to go faster okay"
"Roger that"

He smiles as he runs towards me slightly faster then before, doing the same thing and slowly swinging down my brothers weapon. I block and he backs up once more

"See your a natural...now I'm going to go faster okay"
"Okay dad" I say a wide smile covering the bottom half of my face

He runs towards me faster. He slowly lowers his weapon but he slipped on the snowy ground, my brothers sword cutting my chest. I yelp in pain as I drop my sword and cover the wound with my hands. My dad jumps up and runs into the house, coming back out a bit later with a first aid kit in his hands. He opens it and pulls out some bandages, he pulls my hands away slowly before wrapping my cut with the bandages. It stung like hell but I pushed through the pain and soon...he was done...my wound was covered with the bandages

"I'm sorry Y/N are you okay"
"Yeah...I feel better"

We walked in to my house and my dad got me some hot chocolate, and put a lot of marshmallows as a way to say "I'm sorry" my mother returned from grocery shopping with my big brother. She flipped out and started to hug me close as my brother comforted me. My mother didn't get angry at my father, even though I can see the rage in her, boiling up but soon releasing and calming her down

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I went to bed early since I was tired from the training and dealing with my wound. I changed from my normal F/C T-Shirt which was under my F/C hoodie to a small, baggy T-Shirt and my black pajama pants with F/C line across the black cloth. I laid down on my bed laying my head against my cold pillow smiling at the comfort of my warm,slightly cold bed. I pulled the covers over my chest to where only my neck and head were showing, as I was drifting off to sleep I heard a knock on my door

"Come in" i said my voice tired
"Hey Y/N" my brother said entering my room slowly closing the door behind him before sitting at the end of my bed
"Dad told me you want to be a huntsmen when your older"
"Yeah..."
"It's good that you tried to train today...even though you got injured"
"Yeah"
"I'm proud of you...goodnight Y/N"
"Night Big Brother"

He smiled before walking out, once again slowly closing the door behind him. He was 21 and went on a lot of trips, he would always bring something back though like a tooth or some hair, or sometimes a eye. I felt tired and soon fell back onto my pillow and fell asleep

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(Y/N, 13 years old)

I had just recently got back into training with my father, pushing harder,working faster, and pushing my limits to train for being a huntsmen. It's hard but I know in the end it would be worth it I just know it would

"Whew, your getting good Y/N" my father said cracking his back
"Thanks dad"
"Hey hunters where's Mitchell" your mom called from the window as she cleaned the dishes
"I think he went into the woods"