Raskal x Female! Reader x Dizmal (DISCONTINUED)

What's wrong with her?

My dream is pleasant. I'm sitting on the edge of a tall building back in NYC, a light rain falling from clouds large and dark enough that it dims the city, making everything look a grayish blue unless its a glowing neon sign.

The smell and humidity relaxes me and makes me feel at peace with myself and the world.

I'm too high up to hear the traffic below, but the sound of a train in the distance is loud enough for me to hear; I always did like the sound of the trains horn, it helped me to feel more at home like I used to be when I lived in the more urban areas of Ohio.

I just sat up there listening to a song playing in the back of my mind as the warm rain hits my skin, tickling my arms and legs where my shorts and short sleeves didn't cover them.

I sit there for what feels like an eternity until I finally wake up again.

I'm deeply annoyed when I wake up and find Raskal gone. I feel extremely hot, and my body aches all over, but heavily in my chest.

I drag myself into the bathroom and draw myself a bath. The water feels like heaven once I'm under its warm embrace, numbing the pain that my body is feeling and slowing me to relax until my fingers start pruning up and I have to get out into the cold of my house in early spring.

I put on my favorite pair of sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt under my hoodie. And call in to work before I bundle myself under a mass of warm blankets on the couch and watch my show while drinking plenty of water.

Dizmal's POV

I can't believe I killed a teacher just so I could take their job and keep watching over Y/N. I feel odd about it, and I'm not entirely sure why.

I spent the entire day waiting for the moment Y/N would walk through the door. But she never does. I see Aj and when I'm walking around taking attendance I ask them if Y/N is here, to which they respond no, that she's feeling sick.

This strikes me down for a moment, making me tense and I swear I stopped breathing too.

I leave the class to their own devices and try to keep my composure and not worry too much about how Y/N might be doing. I don't really know why I'm even worried, I don't like her more than someone to feed on. Why would I? She isn't even fully developed, so her body isn't like an irresistible piece of candy.

As soon as the day is over I rush home to change into my comfortable clothing and head over to Y/N's house, Raskal following me, I assume he can sense my concern.

"Where are you going?" He asks me, struggling to keep up with me as I quickly walk through the halls of our home.

"To check on Y/N." I growl in response.

"Wait what? What's wrong with her?" He asks me.

"We'll find out when we get there."

Readers POV

I'm not exactly sure when I pass out, but when I wake up I see Raskal and Dizmal standing over me. Well, Raskal is sitting on my legs again, but Dizmal stands a respectable distance away from me.

"Ow.." I mutter, earning a concerned look from Raskal. "You're sitting on my kneeeeees!" I whine, sit up and push him onto the floor with more strength than I thought I'd have feeling this sick.

Raskal hits the floor hard from failing to stop himself, making Dizmal chuckle in amusement.

I pull my covers off and set them on the couch next to me, sitting cross legged as i stare at the two of them, Raskal now on the couch again and Dizmal still standing where he was. I'm still groggy and want to rest, but Raskal wont stop smiling at me, making me laugh softly.