-=+(Y/N)'s POV+=-
"Try being more stiff when you shoot arrows while flying, (Y/N)."
"Yes, of course."
A lot was on my mind.
It's been a while since I've been training. My wing has been healing since the war, and it was/sometimes still is hard to fly when the wind can be harsh against the previously burnt..."scratch" on my wing.
Commander DP, as I call him, has been seeming more caring to me during these past three months. I know I made a huge risk, but aren't we all making a huge risk on the battlefield? I decided to do this.
Not gonna lie, though. It's cute when he acts all "not so strict" around me, but when anyone else is around he goes all commando.
"Hey, Pittoo, Viridi needs to talk to you..." Pit interrupted the training and whispered to Commander DP. He called off the training with a slight concerned but calm face, and went with Pit.
Oh great, I wonder what's going on this time.
All the other angels started to whisper to each other and question what happened.
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My War Angel~ (DARK PIT X READER)
Fanfiction(Y/N) Was one of the top troops in the Forces Of Nature. Dark Pit was the commander, Viridi was the goddess. During a Battle with Viridi's not well known, jealous sister, Tilith, (Y/N) scraped her wing trying to save Dark Pit from a deadly fall. (Y...
