Roman x Male!Reader

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Title: ι don'т need yoυr нelp
Pairing(s): Roman x Reader
Notes: Idk I'm half asleep right now. I also got suspended :/
Warnings: Small mention of blood, a dragon-witch exists.

Y/n woke up in a cave, he couldn't move much, any movement could bring the attention of the dragon-witch sleeping in front of him.

He didn't really remember the exact reason the creature didn't kill him, but he could feel the dried blood from the fight they had.

He sighs, slowly standing. He had told Patton what he was doing, so eventually someone would come around.

Which would most likely mean Roman would be the one to show seeing as he had an ego bigger than three dragon-witches.

Y/n glanced around, taking every point into consideration. The weapon he had was broken, sitting by the dragon-witch's head. That just meant that he couldn't try to kill it while it was in its current state.

He sighs, sitting back on a wall, pausing to think through how to get out before Roman came around.

But of course within five minutes Roman showed up, he had a sword on his hip.

Upon seeing Y/n he smirked, crossing his arms. It was evident he wanted to taunt Y/n, he always would seeing as the two competed quite a bit.

Y/n stood again, waiting for the self proclaimed Prince to make his move.

Roman did, after studying the situation.

Y/n groans, walking back with Roman. "I didn't need your help Roman." Roman chuckles, "seemed like you did. The dragon-witch would've killed you when it woke up."

"You'd prefer that." Y/n mumbles, his arms crossed. "I wouldn't." Roman sighs, sitting down. Y/n's glare softens, "sorry. I just didn't want help with it..."

"It's fine, I wouldn't want help either." Y/n nods, sitting next to Roman. "Who told you where I was?" Roman chuckles, "I kinda figured when you hadn't came back for hours that you were out here."

"That's where we normally are." Roman nods, looking off. "God Roman, you're such a dreamer."

"That's what makes life fun."

"I suppose so." Y/n sighs, leaning on Roman. Roman chuckles, "finally warming up to me?"

"You wish Princey."

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