Kingdom Hearts x Reader One Shots

KH Chapter 1

Note: SO. First off I made this a lonnnng time ago like...a few years ago old. But I managed to revamp it with my new style of writing and edited any cringey parts from when I was twelve and didn't know as much as KH as I do now.

Also, I thank my friend, for "supporting" me to post my KH drafts totally not in a threatening and scary way! XD! Don't worry they are one of my irl friends I see at school so we have a tight bond over KH XD! Lova Yaaaaa!!!! You're welcome for posting thisssss!!!

Btw you owe me in Doritos XP!

ENJOY!

Waking up every day to a cold, empty apartment and screaming neighbors.

Putting on the same jeans you wore yesterday and the day before that.

And then stepping out your room, not surprised to see no ones there to warmly greet you with a plate of eggs and bacon like you've seen in the movies.

It was just me, alone again as I put on my shoes, threw on my backpack, and locked the door behind me...

I moved my hood close to my face as I passed by a group of men standing in the alley way. You never look anyone in the eyes in this city, unless you wanna end up on the ground with a black eye and broken nose—at the very least.

I saw the apartment in the distance and took long strides. Sure enough, as I passed by the alleyway, the drunk of our landlord was passed out on the ground with a bottle of tequila beside his hand.

I pulled my key out of my pocket and unlocked the front door before walking in, kicking off my shoes at the doorway and tossing my backpack on the couch. I walked past the living room into the kitchenette in the corner that had only an oven, a microwave, and two cupboards with a mostly empty fridge.

I opened fridge and sure enough, it was empty with only generic brand milk, a half carton of orange juice, and cheese sticks. I grabbed one and tore open the packaging, I was starving since the school lunch sucked.

When I slapped the door shut I noticed a little yellow sticky note on the door; Be back by 10.

"Yeah, ten in the morning,"  I scoffed.

Once again I had the whole apartment to myself.

Alone.

I finished my cheese stick as I made my way to my room and sat down on my bed unsure what to do.

Maybe take a nap, school was always exhausting.

I changed into a more comfortable black tank top and lounge pants. When I slipped my shirt off over my head I made the mistake of glancing into the mirror.

I had so many scars, so many imperfections that I didn't like. It took a few moments before I willed myself to look away, unwilling to look myself in the mirror again.

Police sirens blared as I curled up into a ball over my sheets.

Just a normal day it seemed...

Honey--Run!

What about you?

That doesn't matter about me!

I'll hold the heartless off!

But...

Now!

Daddy!!

(Name) wake up!

Mommy? Where's daddy?

He's out there fighting sweetie

Fighting what?