IDENTITY V ONESHOTS -DISCONTINUED-

Naib x Reader

(An x reader request by Siniora-Chan)

I am (Y/N) a new survivor to the manor I am also a baker. When I heard I got expected to come to manor I wanted to greet everybody with some muffins! Even though everyone is here for the money I still want to try and make some friends during my stay.

"Alright here we go!" I said to myself. In front of me were the two big doors leading into the manor. I was very shy because I didn't really get along with people. The only time I talked to someone is when I asked a customer what they wanted so I have no social skills...

After starring at the doors for god knows how long I opened them. It took most of my strength to open them due to how heavy they are.

"AHHHH!" My scream echoed through out the manor. I screamed because there in my face was a young girl wearing a straw hat and a great apron with a brown belt that had some gardening tools. My anti-social self did not expect that on the first day.

The girl also got a scared when I screamed and jumped back a bit. "I told you not to stand so close to the door Emma." Another voice came from behind. It was a girl in a nurse uniform that's is blue and white but mostly white. She had her brown hair slicked back into a kinda messy bun. It also seems that the gardeners name is Emma.

"Sorry Emily... I was just too excited!" Emma immediately said. "I am so sorry about her she can get a little extra! I'm Emily the Doctor and this is Emma the Gardener." Emily then turned around. "That over is William the Forward, Martha The Coordinator, and Aesop the Embalmer." Each of them flashed a wave and said hello expect Aesop he only waved. He looked nervous though so I'm guessing he also is anti-social?

"H-Hi..! I'm (Y/N) the baker." I said. "It's nice to meet you! I'm sure your gonna fit in just nicely." Martha said in a soft tone. Emma noticed the box that was poking out of my bag. It was clear so she could see what was in it. "Are those muffins!?" She shouted. "I love muffins!" 

She reminded me of what I was going to do. "Oh yeah... I made these muffins to give to everyone as a kind greeting..." After some talk and handing out the muffins to those who were present I made my way to the rooms of the other survivors.

I got to meet everyone and they all were so polite. But Kreacher kinda kept to himself.

Then I came to the last door 'Naib Subedar' it said. I knocked on the door and waited for it to open. But no one opened it I didn't even hear anybody get up and walk towards it. So I knocked again and waited.

...

Nothing. So I try again.

...

Now I'm getting confused because no one is opening the door. My knock is loud enough for them to hear. What if they're in a really deep sleep or they ain't in their room?

I knocked once again. I was about to walk away when the door swung open. I turned around in surprise cause I did not hear the foot steps and was greeted by a man. He had only a towel loosely rapped around his waist on. He had a six pack covered in a few scars. He has dark blue eyes and brown hair that was of course wet. He came fresh out of a shower.

"What?" He said in an annoyed tone. I don't blame him I mean I would be annoyed if somebody was knocking on my door during my shower. "I-I'm Sorry I came-e at wrong time..!" I stuttered because I was just too flustered.

"So you knock on my door so many times just to leave?" He growled. "I didn't know you were having a shower!" I defended myself. "Hey... I haven't seen your face around here. I assume your the new survivor?" He questioned. "Yeah I'm (Y/N) the baker... I was just giving everyone these muffins I made." I looked down because he doesn't seem too friendly.

A small chuckle came from him. "Look so cute when your flustered." I blushed at the remark. "Usually I'd get mad at things like this but your too cute to yell at." He then grabbed my chin to lift up my head. He just stood there and looked into my eyes soon I saw some slight blush cover his cheeks. After a while he let go.

"Run along beautiful." He said just before he closed his door leaving me there a blushing mess. I looked down at the last muffin and it was gone. I must have slid the muffin out of the box when I wasn't looking. I smiled to myself.

Do I have some sort of crush on him?