One-Shots

Sugar Daddy (Phantom x Reader) [Fanfic]

Hello, so here is some background info on what exactly this one shot is. On  Septicego and Iplier's animo (name going to be changed at some time.) They have this moodboard challenge where you have to make a moodboard for an ego using a certain theme from a list. I kind of got a random idea for this AU thing with Phantom and I went with a candy themeed moodboard. I hope you enjoy! Also yes the pic above is the moodboard.

You swirled the shot glass filled with apple juice in your hands, while the constant screaming and talking surrounded your ears in a cacophony. You let out a sigh before taking a sip from your drink before putting the glass container down on the black countertop, emitting a small 'clink' as the glass met another surface.

Yes, you were at a popular club, drinking apple juice, all by your lonesome self. At first you weren't, but your so called friends decided to leave the club recently to all have a one-night stand with random strangers, leaving you with the tip.

You really needed to make better friends. Ones that don't just leave you at a bar along with leaving you the bill. All of those shots started to add up.

You were sitting in one of the booths the club offered, along with the bar stools, couches, and tables. You preferred the booths here because of the fact that it was more concealed from others. You didn't need to get in a crowd of most likely drunk people.

Of course the place you were sitting was not nearly as concealed as another spot, a what you assumed to be sort of booth against a wall, near the stage, but also giving a clear view of the whole establishment.

You knew that this place was almost nearly packed, and was a somewhat rich one. You were also aware that it was owned by a very wealthy man, who also owned clubs all across L.A. and he recently started up a very successful candy factory. He was also known to be quite the looker, and there was basically no end to his talents.

If you had to guess, the man sitting at that booth was probably the owner, or a famous celebrity/another rich person because of the bodyguards surrounding the man.

You looked out to the countless couples/one-night stands dancing/drinking in the club, probably richer than you as well. You yearned for someone to actually love you, and to not use you. You just wanted someone to actually care.

Also the fact of being a bit rich would be nice, even though you had a fairly good income more money wouldn't hurt because of those student loans would always kick you in the back.

You were pulled out of your yearnful gaze as someone was now blocking it. You looked up from the red dress shirt that had a black waist coat slightly covering it, up to the face that was smiling lightly at you. You were taken aback, he was pretty hot. Also there was the fact that he took an interest in you, even though you weren't very dressed up, just wearing a simple black dress, and basically zero makeup on your face. Had you done something wrong to upset him!? Or perhaps it was something you might have muttered under your breath?! Or maybe he was a human trafficker or something who was here to capture you!? Okay, calm down y/n, that seems a bit preposterous, it's just a regular human, wanting to have a conversation, doesn't mean that he was an alien or something.

"Uhh, can I h-help you sir?"

He just gave me more of a gentle smile, showing off more of his pearly whites.

"Yes, I saw that you were quite lonely and I was hoping if I could have a seat at this booth."

This statement alone made you flustered, by simply the fact that he noticed your lonesomeness, and the fact that he just wanted to take a seat in front of you.

"Umm, sure, of course! Go right ahead, not like anyone else would want to sit there, or something-"

You were getting a bit sheepish, and rubbed your hand against your neck and gave a bit of a sheepish smile. You of course had no idea that this simple action was making the wolf even more eager to tear into its chosen prey.