The Child of The Host (Hostxchildreader)

It begins

It's only been a few days after you got the misterous scarf. You hadn't used it yet. You didn't know what to do with it. "(Y/n) come here please." Your mother was cooking dinner.

Since you were partially blind, you remembered your house like the back of your hand. Going down the stairs you nearly tripped over your puppy, Diego. Diego always likes sleeping on the stairs for some reason. You picked up Diego, he was super fluffy. He was also a (D/b) so no wonder why.

You could hear your little brother in the living room watching some cartoons. His name was Thomas but you called him TJ because he was a Junior. He was only 10-years old.

You continued walking towards the kitchen to see what your mom wanted. Walking beside her you could smell the goodness of her famous lasagna. One of your favorite things alongside Ice cream. "Smells good doesn't it sweaty."

"As always Mom." You could sense your mother praising over her good work. "Could you set the table? I got my arms full with finishing the rest of the dinner." You grab three plates and set them on the table. You heard your little brother help you with setting the table.

After dinner, you went to your room to try actually reading that new book your Mom got you. This meant you had to open your eyes. You hadn't opened for the past month. No worries it just reading You thought to yourself.

Picking up the book you started to sense the words inside. You opened your eyes with some hesitation. After blinking a few times you could see your bedroom once again. Your vision was of the color of black and white. No colors at all.

You looked at the book. Nothing happened. So you started to read. Halfway through the words started to come off the page and definition started to appear. You closed the book instantly and tossed across your room. It landed next to the box with the scarf.

You got up and walked over to the box. You thought it was time to put it on. Staring at it, the color started to turn from black to dark blue. You know that was when the scarf was something special. You just didn't know yet.