Mirrors (2P!Axis x Reader x 2P!FACE)

Conflict 14: Invisible

"You mother..."

That morning, you woke up early to the sound of cursing and shouting.

James stood next to the bed with Jason on the floor, rubbing his behind. His features told you he was both furious and in pain. Your guess was that James threw him across the room to wake him up.

"What the Hell was that, asshole?"

"What, you wanted a kiss?"

Jason stood up, clenching his fists "I'll give you something to kiss, you son of a—"

"It's time for breakfast" James calmly informed you as he caught his brother's fist with ease.

You looked up at him, a little groggy. You nodded "Okay" You threw back the comforter and drew your legs over the bed.

"What's for—wah!" Still a bit dazed, you ended up tripping on both feet when you tried to take a step.

"Careful!" James let go of Jason and caught you by the elbows. Your face hit his chest.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yawning, you lifted your wrist to your eyes but he snatched it away. "Don't" He said in a tsk.

You glanced back at him.

He turned pink and then let go before spinning around. Clicking his tongue, he walked "Let's just go"

Jason turned to you, his eyebrows raised and mouth in a scowl, silently asking "What the fuck?"

You just shrugged.

***

You decided to bring the book with you to the field. As usual you hung out with Kuma while Francois slept beside you on the grass. The two brothers were nowhere to be found though. After breakfast they disappeared, probably to the surface world as you liked to call the outside.

As you read, a thought kept popping in your head, distracting you from the text. While the three were usually present with you, you had no idea what Oliver did after breakfast.

Actually, now that you thought about it, the most abnormal was Oliver...

You gasped when you felt something moist and cool touch your cheek. It was a can of fermented tea.

Jason grinned "Quit spacing out. Here"

You took the can, placing it on top of your crossed legs "What?"

"What do you mean 'what?'?" He crouched down next to you.

"Where have you been?"

He smirked, leaning in "Missed me, doll?"

You snorted, pushing his face away with light force "Don't you and James usually spar after breakfast?" The tea fizzed when you popped open the lid.

"No. We train before breakfast and then again at night. We fight after breakfast because we don't have anything else to do"

"What?"

"When we had you taken here we only stayed to babysit you"

Your jaw tightened. You hung your head and sipped on the can "Oh..."

He seemed to finally realize what reminder his words brought: "You're our prisoner"

"Anyway" He cleared his throat "What happened with Anne's hair?"