DmmdxReader/One Shots

Clear-Persecuted

"So many wires..." the boy whispered, caressing his arm with his fingertips. "So many peices...like a puzzle..."

"Clear?" your voice reached the boy's ears as he snapped to attention, pulling his fingers away from his arm. "Are you okay?"

"I-I'm fine y/n-san..." he said, obviously trying to hide his emotions, and not doing very well at it.

You were not convinced and he knew it. He had the expression of a little boy who's mother had caught him with his hand in the cookie jar just before dinner.

"Y/n-san..." he murmured, standing up from his chair at the kitchen table, coming over to you, and plopping down on the couch next to tou, cuddling up to you. You smiled softly and wrapped your arms around the boy, until you heard a small sniff.

And another.

And another.

"Clear," you said and pulled the boy up to meet his magenta gaze, now filled with watery tears, some slipping down both his cheeks.

"Y/n-san, I..." the boy failed to get the sentence out before he burst into tears, falling into your shoulder and whimpering.

After several moments, the boy looked up, meeting your troubled gaze once more.

"Y/n-San," he said softly, sniffing in a way that was almost adorable if the atmosphere wasn't so tense. "Why...am I...persecuted...?"

You were taken aback by Clear's words.

Persecuted?

"Clear I..." You faltered, and Clear suddenly gained confidence.

"By a1 and a2," he said, his voice trembling. "And other humans. Why do they want to kill me...yet You don't?"

You were highly taken aback by the boy's words. He had gained some courage, no doubt about that. You looked away, troubled.

How were you supposed to answer him?

"Clear..." You turned to face him, looking into his eyes with feelings of despair in your heart. "I don't know why people hunt you."

His eyes shivered at your words, and you forced yourself to go on. "I don't hunt you...because I don't think you're something to be hunted. I love you, and care about you. I'm not some bloodthirsty human like a1 and a2."

The boy smiled softly st those words, and it filled your heart with hope. "I will never persecute you. Ever."

"Y/n-san..." the boy whispered, just before encasing your lips in a soft kiss, holding you close to him. He tangled his fingers in your hair, holding you in close, never wanting to let you go.

He finally had to pull away for air, and you both gasped in a gulp of air. His sunset pink eyes searched your e/c gaze, almost as if he was searching for something.

"Y/n-san..." he murmured, looking at you still. "Will anyone ever stop persecuting me?" You brought the boy into a soft embrace, your heart broken as you told him the truth.

"No Clear," you said gently. "You will always be persecuted..." he stiffened a little, hugging you tighter. "But you want to know something Clear?"

"Yes y/n-san?" his head snapped up and awaited your anseer, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"I will protect you for as long as I live, and I will never, persecute you."