Sensing the warm rays on skin, you sighed contently as you snuggled closer to your pillow. As the rays shone on your face, you grumble lightly as you tried to roll over to your other side. Successfully turning, you felt your nose brush something. Scrunching your nose, you opened your eyes slightly to see the sleeping form of Kuriza. Closing your eyes again, you got comfy again.
3... 2... 1...
Opening your eyes wide, you sat up from the bed in a lightning speed. Laying next to you was a sleeping Kuriza. Light snores escaped him as he laid sprawled out. Looking around the room, it was clear that you did not belong in that area. The room screamed out of extremely high quality items. Freaking out, you did your best to get off the bed without disturbing the boy.
'Okay, now lets get the heck outta here!' You thought as you made your way to door. Not paying attention to anything else other than the door.
"(F/n), where are you going." A familiar voice said as you froze in place.
Feeling your cheeks heat up, you turned around slowly. Before uttering a response, you felt your heart jump to your throat. Your eyes widening at the sight. Frieza stood in the bathroom doorway, water glistening on his well developed body. A towel secured loosely on his waist. Unable to form any type of cohesive sentence, all you did was stand there like a slacked jawed tomato. Smirking at your expression, Frieza made his way to you. Screaming internally, all you could do was walk backwards. Hitting the door with your back, you fumbled to find the knob while keeping your eyes glues on Frieza. As your eyes trailed down his abs, you saw the towel on his hips barely clinging on. Pointing your other hand's index finger erratically at the cloth, Frieza looked confused before looking down. Time froze for the both of you as the towel gave up and fell.
To be continued...
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(I'm kidding. Does anyone get the reference?)
Feeling your blood rush to your head and nose, your vision tilted . The last thing you saw was Frieza. Then everything went black.
YOU ARE READING
Single Father! (Frieza X Reader)
General FictionBeing a successful tyrant was hard work. Even more with a young troublemaking heir.
