II. Flirty and Tease Demon

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A/N: Hey, I have no excuses bc it just take time to tell you and will not justified the long wait -///- Also sorry if the reader had a little screen time, but yeah the story will eventually focus on him, I'm just setting up the story.

Also I draw Ollie >-> he's in above ^
He's like a pink haired Akashi and I hate drawing bodies so much lol

Hope you like this!

As the sunlight streamed from the clouds that overhead the city, there was a child causing havoc on the streets, with ripe apples on both hands he ran faster than the person chasing after him.

"Stop, thief! Give those back!" The person screamed, panting and wiping their sweat. The child continued his parade and even mocked him. He laughed and turned his face forward to only bump on a body.

"Goddamn! The food!" Ollie yelled in panic as he fell on his rear and lost hold of his paper bag. The groceries were scattered on the road making Ollie curse his luck and look at the assailant.

"You!" He hissed, the child flinch and scamper back, "Watch we're you're going, brat!" He sneered and sighed.

"Master Ollie!" (M/N) gasped in surprise and hurriedly helped Ollie get back up. "Are you all right?" He asked. Ollie rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue while he cleaned his apron.

"Of course, I'm all right! But that was a strong collision for a kid." He said and looked down, "Why are you running?" He asked, the child can't stutter an answer as he was caught confused.

"Stop that thief!" The pursuers shouted. Ollie gritted his teeth. He hated helping other people but he couldn't help but do so.

"Bastard, the child is hungry." He muttered as he grabbed the apples on the ground and rubbed them clean on his red apron. The child tried to protest but Ollie shoved it on his arms.

"Here, run faster and don't let yourself get caught." Ollie urged and helped the child get up. "Now go!" He commanded and the child ran once again.

"You'll get in trouble with that." (M/N) stated in worry as he picked up the scattered foods.

"Don't care, they needed that." Ollie remarked as he helped (M/N). The two watched the tired pursuer and they fled the street, good thing no one bothered to be an asshole and told him what had happened.

Both the child and Ollie get away before the sun has fully settled on the blue sky.

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"Welcome customers!" Ollie enthusiastically greeted the customer for today entered the store. The store has been bustling as early as usual as butlers, maids, and other customers bought pastries to eat for breakfast. (M/N) handled the cashier, Ollie handled the refilling, and Mr. Grimm happily baked at the kitchen.

"Ollie! Get this new batch!" Mr. Grimm said. He grinned at Ollie towards the window that viewed the kitchen. Mr. Grimm is not that old despite Ollie and (M/N) calling him with honorifics. Mr. Grimm has a lean body with blond hair that is braided and brown eyes, he is older than (M/N) but shorter than him. Their difference in heights greatly impacted Mr. Grimm's pride.

"Coming!" Ollie answered as he walked towards the window and gave the empty basket to Mr. Grimm. He picked the breads and put them in the basket. "There aren't many customers today." He said, making Mr. Grimm pout.

"Aww, that's too bad." He complained.

"You can rest, Mr. Grimm, since you're old." (M/N) suggested as he punched some numbers. Mr. Grimm frowned and tried to slap some sense on (M/N) but the (H/C) haired cashier teller dodge and poke out his tongue. Mr. Grimm clicked his tongue in annoyance when (M/N) snickered at him.

"Damn titan." Mr. Grimm grumbled, "I'm not that old!" He pointed out. (M/N) just snorted and continued his work.

"Stop it, Mr. Grimm." Ollie said, "(M/N)'s right, you need to rest." Ollie carried the basket and pointed his clamp at Mr. Grimm.

"If you don't rest, I'll kill you myself." Ollie threatened as he glared at Mr. Grimm. The blond baker chuckled awkwardly as he raised both of his hands in defeat.

"Fine, fine, I'll rest." He answered. Ollie huffed and got back to refill. (M/N) smiled and sat on his chair as the last customer to pay had leave. The store is unusually serene as few people roamed it.

"Sorry 'bout that, Mr. Grimm," (M/N) said. "You know how overprotective Ollie is to you and yet you do that." Disappointment was evident in (M/N) voice as he stared at the owner of the bakery. Mr. Grimm had a pout on his face as he leaned on the window.

"Baking is fun, (M/N)~!" He whined. (M/N) look at him with an unreadable face.

"Don't stay up late then, Ollie will freak." (M/N) said. Mr. Grimm huffed and grumbled but was interrupted with a large yawn. (M/N) smirked at him, making Mr. Grimm's face redden in embarrassment.

"All right, it's not gonna happen again." Mr. Grimm said and clicked his tongue.

"Hmph, liar. Mr. Grimm doesn't fulfill his promises." (M/N) mocked. Mr. Grimm's face had darkened once again, making (M/N) laugh and would like to tease him again, but he stopped and held Mr. Grimm's hand. The blond baker looked at the hands holding him and at (M/N)'s eyes. It seems to hook him nearer. The murky (E/C) eyes of this bastard seem to just seduce him.

"I've been really grateful that you took me in, Mr. Grimm." (M/N) murmured as he caressed the rough hands of Mr. Grimm with his long calloused fingers. The blond baker froze as he can't comprehend whether it really is happening, and towards (M/N) at that!

"Thank you." (M/N) whispered and took Mr. Grimm's hand on his lips and kiss it. Mr. Grimm stared, his eyes wide and confused at (M/N)'s antics. His face seem to not settle the heat it's radiating.

(M/N) look up and smirk at him.

"Get some rest Mr. Grimm. You look like you have a fever." (M/N) said and squeezed Mr. Grimm's hands once more and got back to the cashier.

Mr. Grimm stood in the kitchen, face red, grinding his teeth and cursing the flirty demon he took under his wings.


A/N: Mr. Grimm is a precious bun. Ollie's a cinnamon roll. Tell me your opinion on this two cute character.

So sorry this took so long, please flood me with "i like it! not or just *insert emoji*" so that i can write.

See you!!!

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