Y/N's POV
I slowly opened my eyes, only to be blinded by the light coming through my curtains. Sitting up, I groaned at my roommate, Lucy, for being so loud this morning.
"Lucy," I managed to yell. "Be quiet for once!"
I heard her mumble an apology before turning down her music. Sighing, I got out of bed and opened my closet; I chose a sky blue tank top and a baby pink flannel, paired with acid wash jeans and black converse.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I sighed and straightened my flannel, making sure it was even on both sides. I left my (h/l) (h/c) hair down and walked out of my room towards the kitchen. I smiled as I recognized the scent of pancakes in the room.
"I didn't know you cooked, Lucy," I teasingly said.
"I don't, but you were running late," she shrugged.
I raised my eyebrows and looked at what she was wearing before letting out a small chuckle; let's just say Lucy and I have very different tastes in style. For instance, she's wearing a black, jersey style t-shirt with a white 21 on it and the word 'Blurryface' on the back also in white, paired with red skinny jeans, and black, high top Vans. I never understood why she dressed like this, but she's my best friend, so I don't judge.
I was snapped out of my thoughts as a slightly chipped, off-white plate with pancakes was set in front of me. I looked up to see Lucy adjusting her electric-blue glasses with a mischievous smirk on her face.
"What's wrong with your face?" I inquired her.
"I fell on it," she said simply, causing me to roll my eyes and laugh a little.
"You know what I meant!"
"Oh? I'm not quite sure I do." Sometimes, she really gets on my nerves.
~Timeskip to after breakfast~
Sipping my (tea/coffee/hot chocolate) I realized we were in front of the DWMA and sighed.
"Yet another day of torture, huh, Fruity?" I laughed at this childhood nickname given to my parter, she only shrugged and kept walking.
After what seemed like years of walking up the many stairs of the DWMA, we finally made it to the top, only to be met with a very frantic, and very charming, Death the Kid.
"Black*Star, you idiot!"
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Sunshine: Death the Kid x Reader
FanfictionY/N L/N, a powerful meister with a powerful weapon. She never thought she would fall in love, nor had she ever thought she'd fall in love with Lord Death's son, but once she does, she doubts anything will come of it; shes an outcast, a reject. Could...
