Royal Pain (Guzma X Reader)

He's a Maniac

You ran home and cried into your pillow.

'Fuck him! Fuck this place! Fuck team skull! I don't want to be here if I'm just going to be treated the same way! At least at home I had food and nice things....'

You continued crying and contemplating what to do as you drifted off to sleep.

***The Next Morning***

*Knock Knock Knock*

You hesitantly slugged out of bed. You had a killer migraine from all the crying you did. You weren't usually one to break down like this, but everything was piling up.

You wiped the running mascara away with your black sleeve and answered the door.

Guzma was leaning on the frame with his arm up over his body. He was scratching the back of his neck with the other hand.

G: "Uh..hey, Maisie." He said awkwardly.
"....hey boss." You said in a low voice. You were slightly afraid of the man now that you've seen him hold a broken bottle to your neck. Ya know, the usual.
"I don't do this a lot, but I just wanna...apologize for my actions yesterday. I was so fuckin' drunk. I-I know that's not an excuse. I have a problem yeah. It's just I....I hated seeing ya in that much fear. I hated seeing ya upset."
"Yeah...it was pretty scary. I thought you were going to kill me..."
"I was that bad huh? ...I'm sorry, Maisie. I'm an asshole. Will you forgive me?"
"I don't know, boss. I...what time is it?"
"6 am."
"Oh..."
"Sorry bout that too." He laughed.
"Haha, it's ok. I just have a killer migraine. I can't really think right now I-"

Guzma ran away back to the mansion before you could finish your sentence.

'Uh ok?'

You went back to your bed to sleep some more.

Within minutes, Guzma came back and let himself into your home.

You didn't hear him, because you were in a deep sleep.

You finally woke up to a delicious smell that was right in front of your nose.

"Mmmm....WHAT THE HELL?! Guzma?! How did you get in my house?!" You jolted up so that you were sitting in the bed.

G: "Chill yo, you said you had a migraine. I had to make ya some Tapu Cocoa to help. This will magically get rid of that headache. I promise."
"Oh yeah?" You grabbed the mug. "How do you know that?"
"Uh because I make the best damn Tapu Cocoa in Alola and I bless it with my awesome skills?" He said in a cocky, sarcastic manner.

You laughed and took a slow sip. Guzma watched you carefully.

G: "WELL?!" He asked impatiently.
"It's pretty good."
".....................what?" His light-switch tendency was about to occur.
"U-uh! I mean it's absolutely amazing! Y-yeah! Thanks boss!" You said frantically.

He stood up straight and calmed himself.

G: "K. Good. Now don't forget to meet me in my room ON TIME. No excuses. I know that cocoa is gonna get rid of the migraine. Always does."
"Yes boss."

Guzma was never going to admit it, but hearing you bow down to him in your fragile voice made his blood pump a little faster each time. He craved it. He wanted to hear you call out to him and beg.

He had perverted thoughts running through his mind when he left your house. He pulled on his soft hair and tried to get the images out. He thanked himself for leaving when he did, because he probably would've pounced on you if he hadn't.

***A Few Hours Later*** (spongebob narrator voice)

You set an alarm on your dex so that you wouldn't be late this time. You decided to stay apart of Team Skull only because you didn't feel like contacting Nigel or your parents just yet. You told yourself you would find another way to live on this island before you do that. It was going to be hard to find another place with Guzma and the grunts watching your every move, but if you could find a reason to leave Po Town for the day, it could work.

As you brushed your teeth and hair, you started to feel anxious about seeing Guzma again. What if he was already drunk again? What if he kills you? What if he does other things?

He had this predatory aura to him, which you hated to admit was kind of sexy. But you didn't want Guzma. 'He's crazy!' You would say to yourself over and over again. Hopefully the more you said it, the more it would stay engraved in your brain.

You walked to the mansion with your raincoat on. Yeah, you guessed it, it was still fucking raining.

'How is this place not flooded?'

You made your way, carefully, to Guzma's room. He was in his general spot, which was his throne. He shut the laptop he was pounding away on as you entered.

G: "Ahhh, you made it on time princess! I'm so proud of you!" He said in a condescending manner.
"Ha...yeah. So what do you need me to do boss?" You said awkwardly.

Guzma bit down on his tongue after hearing your fragile voice again. There were a million and one things he wanted you to do right then and there, but he shook the thoughts and replied with, "go into the next town and steal someone's Pokémon."

You nearly stumbled to the floor after hearing Guzma's demand.

"Wh-what?! I can't do that!"
G: "Aw, why not? Ain't got a Pokémon of your own?" He said in a fake whining voice. It angered you.
"I have a Pokémon! Here! See!"

You pulled out the pokeball out of your pocket and clicked the button to release your one and only partner.

Wigglytuff jumped out and went to hug-tackle you. Your face became so red from embarrassment. Here you were trying to show your boss your strong partner, but Wigglytuff looked more like a cuddle machine than a fighting one.

G: "Heh, nice stuffed animal ya got there."
"Wigglytuff is strong. Can probably beat your Pokémon!" You yelled defensively.

'Why the hell did I just say that? This man is going to murder me now. Way to go.'

G: "Well, let's battle then girly."
"U-um we don't have to. I didn't mean what I said. I'll just do what I'm told. I'm sorry."

You were very confident in your Wigglytuff's strength, but really didn't want to risk beating Guzma. He became so angry for little inconveniences that game thought of him losing a battle made you shiver.

G: "Aw. Got scared? Haha anyways, go bring me a stolen Pokémon. That's the service for today."
"B-but but, that's awful..."

Guzma got out of his throne and invaded your personal bubble. You were relieved to notice he smelled like cocoa instead of alcohol. You were still deathly afraid of him though.

He grabbed some of your blue hair gently and ran his hand through it. It made you flinch, which he noticed.

G: "I don't know what ya thought Team Skull was about and I don't really care, but I'm telling ya right now: we are awful. I figured ya knew that princess." He said evilly.

You gulped.

G: "Now, be a doll, and GO DO YOUR FUCKING JOB, GRUNT!" He yelled, making you jump and hurry out the door. You heard him laugh manically in the background.