Numb ✧ Ghirahim x Reader ✔

chapter 44

Ghirahim offered that haughty — yet oddly irresistible — smile of his, before pulling her close to him once more. "When we're done with this, you must make up for four years worth of lost love..."

[Name] smiled, a genuine, passionate beam. "I won't mind that now."

However, for the moment she turned her attention to the bodies of her parents and the two Yiga blademasters.

"Where'll we put them?" she asked, and her lover snorted.

"Have you never heard of a graveyard?"

"I mean... I don't recall seeing either of their graves anywhere when I lived here."

"You do have a penchant for negligence, so it'd be unfair to assume everything is in accordance with your memory," he commented. Her nose twitched, mouth opening to spit out some insult, but no words could roll off her tongue.

The Demon Lord raised his hands above both blademasters. Via telekinesis, the bodies levitated, and floated to wherever Ghirahim signalled for them to go. He chose to let them hover at his side, before motioning to the Sheikah.

"Are you going to move?" he huffed. It amazed her how quickly he could escalate from that rough and passionate side to this salty exasperation. Then again, she never knew what to expect with him.

She stepped inside the shed, trying not to peer too long at the mess left in front of her. Gnawing on the inside of her cheek, she squatted down to face the corpse. She wished she had a blanket or something to cover them; she didn't exactly favor seeing such a sigh.

She noticed her father's eyes were still open. Mindlessly she reached over to shut them for him.

However, upon coming into contact with his skin, the world around her suddenly disappeared.

She jumped back in fright. The shadows of the night suddenly melted away into an even darker nothingness. She could see herself, but her father's corpse vanished along with the ground and the walls and Ghirahim, too.

She stood up, though lost her sense of orientation and collapsed again. She wasn't falling or anything, yet felt as if she couldn't move.

Her eyes flicked up upon seeing someone's form standing before her.

"You'd think we'd leave without saying goodbye~?" [Mother]'s voice rang out, echoing against the void. She glided forward, wrapping her arms around her daughter's sunken frame. Circling around the Sheikah, she planted a gentle kiss on her cheek.

"Ma--"

"I won't keep you long," the woman purred, smirking as [Father]'s form approached. Like with his lover, he strode up to the pair, and cupped his hands on the young female's face.

While she sat petrified, he ghosted his lips across her forehead.

"Put this to use, our dearest," he said. A tingling sensation erupted from where he had laid the kiss, sending shivers down her spine. When both parents removed their hold on her, she was confused beyond belief.

"Wait, wha---?"

Her question was cut short, as the Yiga faded away, and soon the shadowing backdrop melded again into the crumbling shed.

"...Huh?" She dumbly said aloud. Ghirahim didn't seem to notice anything had happened, but turned around at her upon hearing her muddled huff.

"Whaー Oh Master, no," he cut himself off, eyes locked on his young lover. She tilted her head to the side, wondering what was wrong with him. However, before she could ask a thing, he ran up close to her. "You've the nerve to call me the disorderly one?! Honestly! I'm not going around stealing corpses' clothing!"

"...Whー"

It was only after [Name] had spoken, that she realized her voice sounded much deeper and hollowed in. She glanced down at her hands, viewing the spiked red gloves of a Yiga blademaster. She reached up to touch her face. That, too, was masked behind the reverse Sheikah Eye.

How didn't she notice that..?

"I have no idea how this happened," she admitted, just as surprised as he was.

"Your voice!" Ghirahim shrieked, cringing at the sheer husk of her tones. She sounded painfully ill. He turned his head around for just a moment, to examine the blademasters' bodies, and when he saw them both fully clothed he demanded an explanation.

First hypnosis, now... replication?

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a/n

shorter than usual but whatever

ALSO SALLY'S SPA

WHO STILL PLAYS THAT

I DOWNLOADED IT THE OTHER DAY

OK THE NEW VERSION IS EW OK

I KNOW I'M SHALLOW BUT THE MASSAGE LADY ;-;

I LOVED HER, I'VE ALWAYS WANTED A MASSAGE FROM HER LOL

BUT LOOK AT HER BEFORE

SO CUTE AND LOVELY

AND NOW ;-;

WHAT EVEN IS HER ARM THATS JUST A CURVED NOODLE

HER BEWBS BLEGH

SHE LOOKS LIKE A YOUNG SUPER GRANNY

DID ANYONE PLAY THAT TOO???

I CAN HEAR THE CATS OMG

wait i'm off topic

THE SAUNA DUDE DOESNT HAVE LONG HAIR ANYMORE

I FUKKIN L I V E FOR GUYS WITH LONG HAIR---

manbun.

*schoolgirl giggles*

first world problems at its finest

at least thoughts of manbuns distracted me from the massage lady

cRAP NO