Puppeteers pov
My eyes fluttered open to see (y/n) still sound asleep next to me. I smiled thinking how beautiful she would look in a ballerina outfit like some of my puppets that sat on the shelves in my room. Maybe i could suggest it at some point in the future. I got off of the bed slowly as to not wake her up and I left the room so I could make breakfast. For (y/n) and I, I figured with how shy she was she wasn't going to leave the room anytime soon. When I was done cooking I put everything on a plate and walked back to my room so that the food can be eaten. I slowly opened the door to make sure if (y/n) was awake she wasn't changing. When I saw that she was still asleep i walked in and closed the door and set the plate down on the night stand as i looked at her sleeping face almost not wanting to wake her up. i gently shook (y/n) and called her name as she slowly woke up. she jumped as soon as she saw me but it was probably because she wasn't used to seeing me yet. "I made you breakfast" i said as i grabbed the plate and sat next to her on the bed, out of instinct i was feeding her and she let me as i was also eating some of the food as well. she was adorable but she seemed afraid still as I saw she was hugging herself. i put the plate on the nightstand and got up as i went to my desk and picked up a ballerina puppet i hadn't stringed yet and gave it to her. she looked at me before taking it as if she was making sure it was OK, she looked at it as if it reminded her of something. "i had a doll like this when i was little" she said as she raised its wooden arms to a pose, "i remember my dad made it and i would always dance wile it watched." puppeteer was a bit surprised to hear her say that, now he wanted to know even more about her. "do.. do you know how to dace?" i asked as i sat next to her, she nodded her head "i used to compete, my parents were always in the front row cheering me on." (y/n) smiled as a single tear fell down her cheek, i wiped away her tear as she continued to smile and i amused she was playing the memory in her head. "sorry" she said quietly as she was hugging her new doll, "why are you sorry?" i asked as i moved to sit in front of her "i don't normally cry in front of people." i hugged making her gasp in surprise before she hugged me back "i'm fine its the past. one can not dwell on the past for they will get no were in the fucher, and they would not be were they are in the present." her words struck me as if it were poetry, i felt as if (y/n) was some sort of prodigy. i wanted to know everything about her, she was amazing, i didn't even notice that i was staring at her when i had stopped hugging her.
your pov
after puppeteer stopped hugging me he was staring at me making me blush a bit "um shouldn't we Finnish eating?" i said as i looked at the food on the night stand "oh ya i almost forgot about that" puppeteer grabbed the plate as he continued feeding me and eating some himself.
~time skip cuz i'm lazy af~
it had been a little bit since i had finished eating and i kinda wondered what was done for fun around here. getting out of the bed i made my way to the door with the ballerina puppet in hand and walked out into the hallway. i walked down it to a staircase and walked down it to see the living room and Ben in front of the tv playing games. i sat next to him and saw that he was playing call of duty. he looked rely good at it and he looked like he was rely focused with how he was looking at the screen. "YA IN YOUR FACE I JUST KILLED YOUR ASS!" ben shouted making me jump "sorry (n/n) didn't mean to make you jump" ben said as he continued playing his game "its fine, hey do you think i could play with you?" i asked my voice quiet. "i dont mind" ben said with a smile as i waited to start playing the game with him.
