Scene 1: Deadline Can't Be Prevented, Damage Can't Revert Back, Hunger Can't Be Delayed, Money Can't Be Withdrawn, Family and Friends Can't Be Contacted and Damn, You Suffer All of These Because of Those Men Which Appears Out of Nowhere
Many people believe something that happens like a hare out of hat, a man holding breath inside of water for minutes, or even coming out without a scratch after being stabbed by multiple daggers as a work of tricks. But when something like an instant human combustion, a temporary death, paranormal happenings, many people believes them as a trick, played by what's supposed to be victim.
That's the case of you, uncovering the trick behind any entity's ploy that can possibly teleport seven men to your room.
Just several moments ago, you worked on papers that were due some days later after being corrected so many times. Now, you've collected what kind of mistakes for many tries, you could say you were happy to finish the work that had burdened you for weeks. For that, you made a mug of coffee and a plate full of cookies so that you wouldn't be stressed.
But then you could see something floating for a millisecond. It shadowed your room in darkness for a second and all you could see was your laptop's light. Your hand quickly closed and backed to the wall, only to see seconds later, men fell down to your room simultaneously.
Now, your eyes look at the new bizarre phenomenon that happened in your room. You find a long-haired man wears little to nothing, a man that chooses banana colour theme as fashion choice, a David Bowie look-alike, a pink watermelon-haired man with fishnet as shirt, a priest with interesting haircut, a man with curly hair and apparently USA's flag covering him, and a man with a... lizard tail? This is the most bizarre assortment of people you've ever met.
"My laptop." Looking at your laptop, it has been squished by David Bowie look-alike, slapping his head with your precious item. Realising what his head had unconsciously done to your gadget, you jump over to check its condition. Thanks, fate, it isn't broken or whatever, you are still possible to work on that laptop.
"Phone?" Noticing the table doesn't hold your phone, your eyes scan the floor. You find the case glinting from the room's light, but then later you realise it is stuck in an entanglement of a man's fishnet shirt. Slowly, you reach over your phone, only to find the man shifts when you are an inch closer to his body.
"Wallet." You look around to find yourself remembering the location of the item. The drawer nearby holds your wallet, but it is blocked by the existence of the priest's body holding it back.
Looking around, you can see the weight of the almost-naked man broke your table, the man with exposed crotch broke your bed, lizard man broke your chair, and curly-haired man somehow doesn't destroy your television but rather disappear it to oblivion. Not to mention, a distant knock from your door can be heard in the middle of the night. You cuss a bit before going there and opening the door.
"Araki! Do you have no decency to earn such noise!" Your drunken landlady shouts at you face, swinging a can of beer and marking you with alcohol smell. You just smirk at her, planning a murder in the back of your head.
"I'm sorry, Miss Akane. It seems that some men appeared out of nowhere." You try to reason with her, but it sounds much more unreasonable when it leaves your mouth. Of course, no one would believe that if they didn't experience it firsthand.
"What the hell are you drinking, Araki?" says the landlady with half-lidded eyes staring at your irritated ones. Your mouth wants to snap in complete irritation, but then one thing you have learnt from another occupant's fault is that don't piss the landlady or you will be kicked out.
"I assure you I am not drunk." That's all something you can say about your problem. It is nothing like you can explain to her, and she will probably say 'You are wasting my time!' when you try to explain it.
"Whatever. Don't earn such loud noise ever again or I hate to kick you out!" Your landlord smacks the door closed afterwards, leaving you alone in your rented room with strange men and broken furniture.
"Fuck." Your eyes look over the unmoving men in your room, listening to their breath, and cuddle to yourself from the cold night. Another low fuck escapes your mouth, as your mind starts contemplating life, with a shadow looming over you, hugging you. Hands similar to yours start embracing you to a warm hug, only for your own hand touches it.
"Thank you, Minuano. But your ability can't be used here," you look over the shadow, smiling at it. It dissolves when you look to the men in your room. "All we can do is to wait for them to wake up."
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Araki [Y/n]
Stand: MINUANO/68
Based on Pat Metheny – Minuano (Six Eight)
Ability:?Next Scene on "Araki's Apartment": A Walking and Living (Dying? Living Dead?) Green-Wrap Banana Food Dish with Ability to Stop Time That is Somehow Useless
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Araki's Apartment [JJBA Villains x Reader]
FanfictionThis is 2017 of Spring, and you find men all over your room. You decide to fuck it and leave them be. But fate says fuck you and makes your laptop, hard drive, wallet, handphone, and furniture are crushed by their body, forcing you to wait for them...