Pyromaniac Reader X Grillby

Chapter 14: Too Complex

After that tackle hug incident, makes him treating you like a child you don't even like it and thinks it's ridiculous. While the two otakus are still in a fangirl mode seeing this as kawaii. For Grillby he is trying his best to look at your reactions and if he can trigger or flip a switch of somewhat for you to feel and understand; frustrated and shot out glare at the couple who are whispering to each other giggling.

'Why are they even here when they suppose to help but are not.' Grillby thought to himself. He turned to you with a spoon held with contents of food that is present before you. He in an attempt to feed you.

"Come on now; you need to eat. It's not healthy for you to skip a meal now." 

Instead of eating the food you gave him a quick, solid respond, "No." 

He sighed and tried again to get you to eat. "Please?"

You remember what Torial talked about the magic word, please. It's used for a request when kindly asked and you must do so if it's not harmful in any way. Even so by his actions, your reaction is not to do what he asked for giving him the refusal word. 

"No."

"Pretty please?" Grillby asked more nicely.

"No!" 

You say to him in a more risen tone crossing your arms and look away annoyed by this event. "Omg, they're acting like a tsundere even when he tries his hardest to convince them nicely." Undyne snickers. Grillby then becomes a parent figure to you after this nonsense has gone too far. 

 He places the spoon and bowl on the table and stands up towering over you where you sit. "This is unacceptable behavior! I have asked you once kindly, I have asked you twice, but if you refused to behave. I might as well have to force feed you then!" You stared amazed to see the flames flaring up to a hue of red at the tips moving at a faster rate, while Alphys and Undyne with faces that said oh crap expression. 

He made the two leave the house, even when they want to stay with you but with the angry man of the house ordered them. They have no choice, but to leave you and him be. He walks up to you more relaxed, but flames still red. You stare absent-mindedly up to Grillby. His hand lifts your face with his index finger and thumb holding your chin in place. You got confused on what's happening now until a spoonful of food is shoved into your mouth. You grab his arm pulling it down as your legs are kicking frantically, but oh why oh why your body is so weak in strength that it's futile. 

"If you don't want this to happen then behave." Grillby voice is somewhat authoritative. You settled down letting go fo his arm only to look away slightly pouting. You don't like being the one force into others' authority, but then again you don't want to get hurt, still... He scoops up another spoonful to feed you, this time, asks you to say 'ah.' You did what you were told too, receiving food as he pulls out the spoon and scoops for more food.

This lasted until there are no more in the bowl for you to eat. A full stomach and a face filled with embarrassment. Grillby is no longer angry at you and gave you a ruffled on your head chuckling. "That's a good patient." You snapped you're sick and tired of this 'patient' thing. You're not a patient you're a victim, and you want to be called by your real named, but when did anyone call you by your name? Noone.

"I am not a Patient!" You shouted enraged. Grillby was taken back by your outburst. 

"My name is (Y/N)! And I bet you won't call me by that name since no one had never called me that even when I told them, they still never do!" You cracked on the last words. Those people at that asylum never called you by your name only by number and a single letter not even after you told them. You try to walk away thinking Grillby wouldn't let you pining you where you sit kneeling down on one knee.

"What makes you say that? Me not calling you by your name." He never meant to hurt your feelings, but that's what you need to do Grillby said to himself.

You're holding your tears back as you speak. "Because it has been like that for years. Those years felt like decades, no centuries to me for being treated like a nobody an animal. Maybe I am nothing. Why just why are you helping me?" Tears are rolling down, darn it.

"(Y/N) that because you are someone." You jolted when you hear him said your name. So sweetly caring voice that rolled with your name. It's unnatural to you, but it makes you feel warm. You hit your head on his chest feeling feeble. 

"I don't even know what I'm feeling or how to feel, But I feel so much warmth in me. You're the first ever to call me by my name."

"I'm glad you said that. That's happiness you're feeling." He holds you gently to comfort you.

"Happiness? Like happy?"

"Well does it feel good?" He questions.

You nodded.

"Then it is happiness. Just to let you know you are too complex for me to handle sometimes. With your outbursts, childish behaviors, breakdowns, all of them. You just switch to quickly for me to catch up."

"That's what the others said about me at the asylum." Grillby laughs, "Well are they here?"

"No."

"Then don't repeat what those people said about you. They are no longer with you. You're safe here."

"Okay." You obeyed.

Grillby pinched your nose. "Ahh!" You let out a sound of being surprise trying to endure the pain.

"Why are you so ... like that?" He questions?

"What are you talking about?!" You half-yelled. Your voice altered by your nose being closed off only to making the pinch get worse.

"(Y/N) you need to stop that."

"Stop what? Ow!"

(A/N: There are lots of fluff and duff and also push and shove in this story. And YOOO thank you very much for reading this story and to those who followed me. ^_^)