To Believe and Love (Aster Bunnymund x Male Reader)

Prologue

    It's about that time of year again. Easter was coming up again, but you didn't really care. Easter never really made any sense to you, after all, why would a bunny be hiding eggs all over the world? Most kids would go on and on about the Easter Bunny, but you weren't one of them. Granted you never told the kids that did believe in him that he didn't exist, you figured they could learn that on their own. For now, let them keep that little twinkle of innocence in their eyes.

    You remember a time when you used to believe in the Easter Bunny, but after your parents died when you were 10, the eggs stopped showing up in your yard. Since then you lived with your aunt and uncle, and since then, the presents stopped showing up under your tree, your teeth stopped disappearing. That's how you found out it was only your parents doing.

Despite what some people thought, your aunt and uncle weren't abusive, but they weren't very caring either. They fed you, clothed, housed you, but that's about where their affections stopped. You always wondered if that's why you have a "cold personality," as others put it. It's not that you don't care, it's just that you have a tendency to say the first thing that pops into your head. Because of this, you don't have many friends, but that's ok, you only needed your three most loyal friends, your phone, your computer, and your Xbox.

    Any way, back to the matter at hand, Easter was coming, and a good few members of your family are coming up to your house to celebrate. You could practically smell the chocolate and cheap plastic eggs already. 

    Apparently a new branch of your family tree was found, and they are bringing their kid up to enjoy the festivities. From what your aunt told you, his name was Jamie, he was any where from 10 to 14. You weren't really paying attention at that point, so you don't really remember. Either way, you did hear that he still believes in the Easter Bunny, as well as Santa, the Toothfairy, the Sandman, and some other guy called Jack Frost. You didn't know who that guy was, but you looked it up on your trusty phone, but that's beside the point. The point was this Jamie kid seemed a little to old to be believing in these kind of things, but as you always say, "Live and let live."

    Anyhow, beside his childish beliefs, you couldn't wait to meet this Jamie kid. Wonder what kind of music he likes...

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    Meanwhile... with Jamie...

    My family just found out about a whole bunch of new family members, and they've invited us to their Easter celebration. A lot of the kids were a lot younger than me, most of them were below 10 years, but there's one kid who is 18, and he's called (Y/N). Maybe I could I could introduce them to Jack and the others. Wait... does he believe? I guess he does, why would some one go to an Easter celebration like this if he didn't.

    Maybe I should introduce him to Bunnymund first, it is Easter after all!