shiny rocks at low tide (kouen x reader)

chapter 1: it hurts!!!

I know this chapter is long as heck-son....................... i'm sorry

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i am (y/n) (l/n) the feline queen of bast and high queen of the seven seas. I had come to visit my adoptive brother Sinbad for the festival of life which celebrated our recent victory over the organization . As i walked down the luxurious halls of the Sindrian palace, i let my mind wonder to my country's prosperity. I had only two trading partners, Sindria and Kou, which was only to keep them from each others necks. i provided my country with the rest of their supplies by using my magic. Many found it suspicious that i could use my powers to such extent without using any rukh but i could care less, it's who i am and i ain't changin' anytime soon, so they can go fluff themselves for all i care.

I was snatched out my thoughts as a familiar scent caught my attention. 'Sinbad' i hurriedly extended my claws and went to climb the wall but i was too slow and before i knew it, i was being held like a sack of potatoes by my devious 'brother' Sinbad

"Let me go" i demanded but sinbad just kept walking. After a few moments of silence, i felt sinbad slap my butt.

"Hey! It's not right to flirt with your sister that's incest."

-chuckle-

"You know for someone so powerful you really are helpless."

"Meh."

After awhile of laughing and teasing we finally reached the meeting room. I looked at the purplenette questioningly before i remembered all the times he and i had been to this room. 'Ja'far'

"Sinbad what did i do wrong please tell me!!" but he only walked off while waving his hand lazily saying

"Sorry but i have some business to attend to."

"Him and his women" i grumbled before turning around to examine the door. The painted flower vines were beautiful and the glistening beauty of it would make any normal person just waltz right in, but what better disguise for the gates of hell. My mind raced with ideas as to why i was requested and only two stood out from the rest.

' when i walk in He's either going to ridicule me for almost dating judal or confess his undying love for me.'

An image of ja'far without a shirt and rose petals on the ground flashed through my mind. I tried to shake out the flattering image but it just wouldn't disappear. After a few moments, i gathered enough courage and walked into the room muttering no at the picture in my head. When i finally lifted my head, i was not met with a fuming man or shirtless assassin, instead there was drakon and a calm ja'far, Sitting across from each other, the only empty seat being the one next to the reptilian male. After a few seconds of staring blankly, i managed figure out what was going on. You see ever since i had met drakon, which was two years ago, i was scared of him and often expressed it by insults or avoidance.

"Oh hell naw!" i exclaimed with my finger pointing upward as i turned on my heel ready to make a quick exit. but just as i finished making the turn, a knife speed only centimeters away from my cheek cutting off a few inches of my (h/l) (h/c) hair. Seeing this, i riggedly turned around with and overly expressive smile that made my face crease.

"What the hell man, that was my hair!"

"Well if you weren't so stubborn, then i wouldn't have had to do that." he said matter-of-factly "now be a good kitty and sit down." i growled before walking over to him and sitting on his lap.

"(y/n)," he said. i hummed in recognition

"I'm not a seat." he finished.

"I don't...care." i responded bordely