Royal Pain (Guzma X Reader)

Everyone's Hungry for Something

You slammed the door when you got home and sat on your rickety couch.

'The nerve of that Guzma. Does he think it's ok to just flip a lid at the slightest inconvenience?!  And then he's just going to take care of my cut like he suddenly gives a shit about my existence. I don't know whether I should hate him, be afraid of him, appreciate and respect him, or like him...wait. Did I really just think that? No no no. He's an asshole. You don't like assholes remember? Now let me make something to freakin' eat. My lack of food is clearly making me crazy.'

You made some noodles in a cup. It's all you had left. This cup of noodles counted as your brunch and you started panicking as you realized you had nothing to prepare for dinner.

After your "meal," you fell asleep on the couch. You were watching the news channel on the cracked TV screen. The last thing you heard was, "....team skull..."

You woke up to a loud thunder and realized it was night time.

'Way to go, Maisie, you managed to do absolutely nothing on your "day off." Ugh.'

Your stomach was growling. There was no way you could venture to another town for groceries in this kind of weather. Plus, you were completely out of money. You couldn't even afford one cup o' noodles.

You worked up enough courage to go back to the team skull mansion. Maybe they had a kitchen you could borrow from?

You grabbed your rainjacket and ran out the door, slightly wincing at the pain from your cut.

You walked inside slowly, trying not to be heard. No one was walking or standing around this time. You wondered how late it really was.

You put up the jacket and started exploring the mansion once again. This time, you were looking for the kitchen instead of the boss's room.

You walked down a long hallway that led to the back of the mansion and saw a faint candle light that illuminated the kitchen slightly.

'YES! Found it!'

You tip-toed towards the light and heard a large mug being placed on a table. You froze and grabbed onto the wall outside of the kitchen's entrance arch.

You peeked your head slowly inside to look into the kitchen.

Right by the candle was....yeah, you guessed it, ya boy Guzma. He was sipping out of a large mug that had #1 BOSS painted on it.

'Typical.'

You watched him for a brief moment as he flipped through a newspaper.

'Who reads newspapers anymore?'

G: "Ya know I can hear ya breathing right?" He said blankly without moving his gaze from the newspaper.

'Ah shit...'

You crept inside the kitchen and held onto one of your arms awkwardly. You'd been caught.

Guzma looked over his shoulder and rolled his eyes once he saw it was you.

G: "What are ya doing here, Maisie. You're supposed to be resting."
"I did rest...the whole day actually. I just, um, woke up and was hungry. I don't have a lot of money or food. Any actually and-"