𝐎 𝐌 𝐄 𝐆 𝐀 | BNHA FC Insert

𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚢 | Loves Me, Loves Me Not {Prologue}

-~* [ A.N ] *~-

This story deals with slight dark themes so if that isn't your cup of tea, I apologize. Every picture you will see does NOT belong to me unless otherwise is specified.

-~* [ Story Start ] *~-

A nice morning breeze. A bird chirped here and there. The sunlight beamed softly through the curtains. It was a nice morning. Until the abrupt sounds of a sharp scream cut through the man's dream.

He sat up hurriedly, his yellow glowing eyes wide open, his breath ragged. He didn't waste one second to jump out of the bed and toss his blanket aside as he rushed out of the bedroom, nearly breaking the door off of its hinges and down the small hallway into the living room, only to see his little girl holding the remote with both of her hands, her eyes glued to the tv. He let out a heavy sigh and sunk into a squat as he slowed down his breath. He hung onto the corner of the hallway as he let his face drop into his free hand.

Good lord... This child is going to be the death of me, he thought as he shook his head side to side. His eyes started to lose its yellow glow before he felt a small hand on his rough shoulder. His head shot up, his eyes glowing yellow again before he realized it was the small girl. He let out a rough sigh before he put on a small smile and ruffled the little girl's long, black hair, making it stick up slightly in different directions. His eyes made a quick and smooth transition to a light hazel and it didn't glow anymore. She pretended to be upset, puffing out her cheek and furrowing her eyebrows before she burst out giggling.

"Papa, you messed up my hair," she giggled. She then folded her arms and put on a "mean" face again before saying, "That's not nice. Why'd you do it?"

"Because you're the goofball master," his rough, slightly-scratchy voice stated with a smirk. She smiled back at her father with her golden/brown eyes closed and her bright teeth showing. He realized that she started to grow canines.

"Ey goofster, your canines are coming in!" he said excitedly. Her eyes shot open, with what seemed to be the greatest amount of joy containable.

"Really?" her voice squeaked before she ran into the hallway where the man came from earlier and passed his door before she ducked into the furthest door to the right. It was a bit quiet before the little girl came dashing out with the goofiest and biggest grin.

"You're right! You're right!" she cheered, jumping up and down and racing around her father as he slowly walked over to the kitchen island, looking around for something. He just smiled at his innocent daughter, the corner of his lips not going down any time soon. As he then found an orange prescription bottle, he took it before a pair of hands leaped up and latched onto his bicep and he grinned before he lifted his arm, flexing his arm in the process. He looked down at the little girl, whose eyes barely peeked over the top of his huge bicep. His canines poked out from his lips as he then began to walk slowly back towards the couch, around the island, causing his little girl to giggle.

"Hold on tight, Sunnie!" the man exclaimed as he began to dip and bob at more extremes and turning in different directions before stopping right on top of the couch, the girl's toes barely touching the cushion.

"The ride is now over. Please step off now and have a good day," he said cheerfully as she let go of his arm and she plopped down onto the couch roughly, although she didn't seem to mind it at all. She smiled, her eyes closed and her canines poking out.

"I guess losing my tooth wasn't so bad since my canines finally came in," she chirped, her legs swinging as the man sat down next to her as he nodded slightly before he said, "Yup." She then realized that he was holding something in her hand.