wrong town, (kelton crew preferences) ✔

spec x reader (part 2)

(might be the last part, but i'll put so much effort that i'll forget about doing my project)

( your p.o.v)
   
"alright let's go— oh sorry, we forgot to introduce ourselves properly!" the beaked person looked at the girl with an amulet.

"i'm phoebe." she said, or should you say 'phoebe said.', 

"and i'm damon." the white-beaked who looked like a young adult said clearly.

"ah, i am (name). nice to meet you, damon and phoebe." you said with a smile,

"alright, why don't we explore?" damon said happily.

"yeah,, let's start.. over there." phoebe then walks on a path, leading to a pair of formal shoes.



"oh wow." she said with disgust in her face.

"why hello there." the man with a TV for a head and had formal attire looked at you.

"oh— hello." you say, feeling uncomfortable.

"listen, i don't want to get into any trouble. would you mind not talking to this pal here? she just wants a tour of the town she just moved in, she did not come here to see you." phoebe scoffed.

damon and you looked back at each other, shocked. 

the TV just looked away, mumbling mean phrases under his 'breath', 

"that's what i thought." phoebe then looked away and grabbed your wrist and damon's tightly.

"phoebe, he looks nice though, you didn't need to scold him harshly."

"oh trust me (name), for i, have known him for years and know his secrets." phoebe looked away from you and damon and just looked straight into the path you guys were being led at by phoebe.

"secrets?" damon asked.

"mhm, exactly. he can't even handle a relationship himself— "

"so are you saying that he holds interest in me?" you questioned phoebe.

you three stopped, phoebe let go of you and damon's wrists and sat down on a nearby bench.

"maybe, he looks like it." phoebe said, murmuring the 'secrets'.

damon looked at you, you just shrugged, not knowing that to do.

"eh. it's best if i leave and talk to him myself, right?" you say to phoebe in a plain voice.

"i don't care about your choices anymore, just tell me if you get hurt, or approach damon for help."

"mhm, see you damon and phoebe, have a great day." you said, waving to the two fellows sitting down on the bench.

phoebe murmured from far away; "hope she doesn't get hurt."

you looked at your watch; 12:54 pm, it's surprisingly afternoon. 

"hey," you reached out for the man with a TV head, sitting down on the bench, you were behind him, you look like you were stalking but you have some proof that you weren't.

"what?" he looked back, surprisingly calm.

"i just wah-wanted to say sorry for the mean things phoebe has said to you— "

"it's normal. no need to apologize." he then smirked.

"may i-i get your name?"

"the name's spencer, call me spec for short." he said, gesturing you should sit down at the bench with him.

(woah "author!! spec is so out of character!!" )

"eh, sure. i'm sure there's a lot of things we can talk about."

  — conversation ending—

"so, maybe i can talk about my story tomorrow? some of your stories were funny actually." you slightly giggle.

"yes, please visit me as much as you can." spec said.

you left, waved goodbye and went to your house.

(part 3 maybe jan,25, ill try to make it longer.)

(to the villainous fans, do you know gamma? and should i make a gamma x reader book? im weird af but that's how fandoms go. ;)) )