You're Mine (Ichiji X Reader)

Chapter 8

[A/N] So, I edited this story, and well, obviously, reread it, and dang, Althalos is such a sadist.

Ichiji and Althalos followed you behind.

“Uh, where are we going again?” Althalos asked.

“You've read the paper, Georgia street ”

“What are we gonna do there?”

"Meet my family?”

Althalos doesn't respond and ran pass you.

“What are you doing?!”

“I'm bored,” he replied, he climbed a tree and started to shoot some birds using his handgun. [No birds were harmed]

Ichiji sighed and walked to the tree. “Come down here. It's animal abuse.” He looked up at Althalos.

“I'll give them proper burial. Oh, wow, I don’t realized that there’s so much fun with shooting some birds.”

"That's not the thing." Ichiji groaned and climbed the tree, he grabbed Althalos leg and pull it.

"Whoa!” Althalos shouted as he fell of the tree.

A smirk appeared on Ichiji's face, he jumped off the tree.

“You okay?” you asked Althalos, he was still laying on the ground.

"Ugh. I hate you, Ichiji!” he shouted.

Ichiji smiled and helped Althalos to stood.

“C’mon, we have to go as fast as we can," you said.

“Why?” Althalos asked.

You sigh. “It’s getting late, Althalos. Look at the sky, you just shot birds in the sky and you don’t realized it’s already night?”

Althalos shrugged. “No.”

~at Georgia street

“Where is it?” you asked yourself, looking around. “That’s my old work place, but where is the new house?”

"You worked at a restaurant?” Ichiji asked.

“Yep.”

"Little girl, I think that’s your new house,” Althalos spoke up, pointing at a white house.

"How did you know?” You stared at the house. It was a lovely house for sure.

“Don’t you read the other side of the paper?” he asked.

You narrowed your eyes and flipped the paper.

P. S. The house is painted white~

“Oh...” You walked to the house and knocked on the door.

"Yes..?” a familiar voice asked, opening the door.

“(s/n)...?" you asked.

She stared at you for a few seconds and the next thing you know was she wrapping her arms around you, hugging you.

"You laughed and ruffleed her hair. “I've missed you, (s/n).”

“I always miss you!” she shouted, hugging you tighter.

“C-can’t breathe.”

"Sorry." She grinned as she let go of you.

“Who is it, (s/n)?” your father asked walking to the door.

“It’s (y/n)!” your sister shouted excitedly.

"What?” he narrowed his eyes.

"Dad! It’s me” you said hugging your dad.