Busy | Dark Pit x Reader {Discontinued}

Chapter 3~ You Seriously Have To Stay The Night?

Y/N's P.O.V.~

If curiosity killed the cat, I'd be dead. I stared at the "angel" and sighed. I was drawing on my tablet when I decided to ask.

"Hold it, are you an actual angel? Like, if you were, your personality doesn't fit." I said, turning around to ask the lazy idiot.

"Well yeah I'm an angel. You seriously can't already tell? Geez, Someone's dense." He replied, pausing.

"Well, tell me your 'story' and I might believe it." I told him.

Yeah, I don't exactly believe he is an angel. I mean, he very well could be some stupid deranged guy in a forest cosplaying that fell from multiple trees. Deranged people are often found in the dumbest of places and situations after all. Well, that's at least what I was told.

"Fine, I'll tell you since I have nothing better to do anyways." He said.

So... To cut it short, he is some dark angel dude called Dark Pit. Originally created from a dumb mirror that a light angel named Pit broke, but still stood in front of, making a clone of this Pit. Thus, this stupid Dark Pit was made. He lost his ability to fly somehow, I don't know how, I wasn't listening and some Nature Goddess took him in. After some war, he went back to this rewind tower thing hoping it will give him back his flight and apparently it did. Being free, he left the nature goddess and flew where ever he pleased. However, he was stupid and ran into a barrier, and fell. Apparently, if you fall, you end up somewhere in the human world.

"Wait, I don't get it. If you can fly, why don't you just fly back?" I asked him, interrupting his story.

"Because I used Pandora's magic to fly, there is one problem about it. Wings need to be in perfect condition to fly with magic, which my wings aren't from my fall. I would be gone now if I could fly." He explained.

"Oh, that sucks for you AND me." I told him.

The upside of the fact that I listened to his long and a bit boring story is that now I know his name. And now I believe he is an angel. Well, a different kind of angel. Definitely not the holy, heavenly kind.

I continued drawing and silence filled the house. Well, minus the fact I had earbuds in and was listening to music while drawing.

"Where are your parents or whoever is taking care of you anyways?" Dark Pit suddenly asked, except I had earbuds +music on and couldn't hear. It all sounded like a bunch of mumbling.

"What?" I turned around to face him and took off my earbuds.

"I said where are your parents or whoever happens to be taking care of you? You're a teenager, right?" He said, for the second time, except I could hear him this time.

"Yeah, I'm a teenager. My parents are dead and my brother, who was supposed to take care of me, left without a word of where he went one day. He just stated that he wouldn't come back. So it's just me taking care of myself and the house." I told him, trying my best to keep a straight face and not let myself waver. It had taken me a while to accept that it was just me, and I don't want the sadness and anger I pushed away come back.

"Oh, don't you need money to live, y'know by yourself?" He asked.

"Yeah, that's why I'm drawing, it earns me barely enough money to kinda sustain myself. My brother did leave me lots of money, but he said it was for college/university. Though it's not even enough for that. I'm fifteen (Apparently), I can't drive nor get a job so the internet was the only option I could think of for money." I told him, my voice getting caught up in my throat.

"Oh, that sucks. Anyways... Can I stay the night...? I still can't fly and I think my wings might be broken." He asked sheepishly.

"You seriously have to stay the night? Alright, fine, take my brother's old room." I told him, showing him where it is.

"Alright cool. I'll try to get out of your hair soon." He said, entering the room and staring at it.

"Oh yeah, I haven't gone into that room since he left, might be dusty." I told him, turning around to go back to drawing.

I stopped drawing to work on some homework when Dark Pit came down from the stairs.

"Hey, I found this picture in a frame on the desk." He handed it to me.

I stared at the photo, it was my brother, mother, father and me. All standing beside each other, smiling. We all looked so happy. I looked and found it hard to believe that's how we were, how it used to be. I knew my eyes were watering, but I never let tears spill. Dark Pit had gone back upstairs, leaving me alone, which I'm thankful for. I sat there, staring at the photo for a solid 10 minutes. Then, I went into my room and set it on my desk, just like my brother had done.

I finally continued doing my homework. I had been at it, doing homework, until Dark Pit came downstairs.

"Hey, you realize it's 11:30 pm, right? Shouldn't you, y'know, get a bit of sleep before your sleep schedule gets messed up?" He asked.

"Oh, it's that late? Yeah, I should get to sleep. If I don't see you tomorrow, I'll assume you left and flew away." I told him, and waved my hand, dismissing the conversation.

I got ready and flopped on my bed. Contemplating about life was a habit of mine and today/night was no different. I started to wonder many things, like how come Dark Pit can't fly without magic, and so on, and so forth. I also questioned why I trusted him with the secret about my brother more than my own friends. After a while, I finally fell asleep, lost in my own thoughts.

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Hey, so I finished writing this
chapter while I'm on a little
trip so I can't publish it right
away. :P Anyways, next
chapter will come eventually
or never, who knows.
~SlyLunatic
(Also, thanks for the support! ^-^)