Letters //TPN x Reader//

5- Knows

"Good morning, Y/n."

Y/n didn't open her eyes. Her eyes were still shut close. The blanket was covering her small fragile body. "Wake up." The man demanded. Y/n didn't budge or anything.

The man walked and opened the window letting the morning breeze blew in with the Air Conditioner still turned on. Then, he walked to Y/n and snatched the blanket away roughly.

"I said, Wake up!" This time, the man's voice raises. Y/n opened her eyes at the sudden volume. Y/n sat up straight.

Y/n did a sgin language only to be stop by the man. "Open your eyes!"

Y/n recognized the voice. Her gaze met the head of the clan.

Peter Ratri.

Y/n tried her best not to shot him a cold stare, her morning was ruined. Of course, her days were always ruined. Peter took a paper and a pen and threw it to Y/n. "Write your words, mute."

Y/n sighed and wrote down on the paper.

[Good morning, how can I help you, Ratri?]

Peter Ratri smirked in mischebiously as he locked his eyes with her (e/c) ones. "Are you helping someone?"

Y/n acted dumb and stared at him acting innoncent. "?"

Peter walked to the drawer and pulled the drawer, revealing the letters inside. "Explain these!" Peter demanded as he threw the paper right at Y/n's face. Y/n's expression still remained calm.

"I saved you six years ago and brought you here. You should've co-operate with us and stayed silent with your actions as well. You were just a fragile and weak girl when we found you." Peter said.

Peter's voice annpyed Y/n very much. "But, congratulations. You'll meet your special finnest day, tomorrow." Peter announced. Y/n's eyes widen.

'T-that fast?' She thought. 'But I haven't prepared one, yet.'

Y/n quickly wrote down the paper.

[Tomorrow is my shipment?]

Peter sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're mute, not deaf!" He remarked. Y/n couldn't held back the cold gaze anymore.

She shot him a death glare. [Where's Andrew?]

"Andrew is on his special mission out there."

Y/n smirked at Peter and shook her head. She wrote down way more intense.

[Why should you shipped me out? You won't get any information and you'll regret it.]

Peter shook his head. "It doesn't matter if you're a premium quality or not. The man who taken care of you for years will be the one who'll kill you." Peter announced and left the room.

Y/n gritee her teeth and tighten her fist. "Rrggh!" Y/n grunted. 'That damn human!' Even if Y/n saw this coming, she didn't expect to be this early. Y/n sighed and decided to do her usual morning activity.

Before she went out, she wrote a quick letter.

Dear BO-603,

...

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'Andrew was sent off to a mission. I'll be shipped out so fast. I'm going to die. I can't escape.' Her minds went everywhere. 'What should I do?'

Y/n sighed and ran her hand through her hair. She walked to the library and sat down after the experiments and tests. Then, an idea strucked to her head.