Lucid Dreams [Near x reader]

Near with puzzles? (ꯄꯨꯖꯥꯂꯦꯁ?)

As I was proceeding towards the seemed room of utopia...  

A monotonous approach followed.

"Lucy... You should return me, my belonging."

I eluded through a huff.
How can someone just affirm the suspicion without a liable proof??

The owner of the monotony blocked my path. While twirling a finger-sized lock of hairs, he stared at me, with a poker face.

I didn't bother to look back. It didn't seem the right thing to do for now. I backed off through some supportive few steps and lifted my good hand a little upwards.

I inserted my pinky into one of my eyes and close the other.

This was the manner through which, I focussed on a specific topic in mind. It helped me to divert attention from any other issues occurring in the surroundings. since it provides an eccentric agony throughout the nerves.

The monotony was still staring, the only change was his eyes were filled with some sort of soft emotion now.

I knew he was still doubting on me. But, at the same time, knew that I never even either thought of seizing or hiding his toys.

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Nearly about 10 minutes, silence accompanied us throughout.
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Meanwhile, His lips agape for a second until I interrupted him.

"I think... I may know, who the culprit is."

His eyes slightly flickered and gestured to twirl a lock of his hair. Probably, acknowledging the confrontation.

He nodded after a couple of seconds, and I took him to Mello.

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As we reached the library section, we both proceeded.

"Oh, Lucy...? What brings you  here?"

The blond interrogated while smacking fractions of chocolate.

I quietly muttered Near to decide acts afterwards.

He whispered something in my ears, which I found surprising.

I nodded being helpless and snatched the chocolate bar from the blond's good hands.

The blond scowled and stiffly yanked me by the wrist and twisted it hard.

A pitched moan escaped my lips. Tears started streaming but no signs of whimpers seem.

The blond narrowed his brows and loosened his grip when we both realised Near was nowhere to be seen.

The chocolate was missing from the side as well. Sure that, that albino escaped with the chocolate.

 The blond released me as he walked off from the spot.

It left with no certainties.....

I suddenly felt some liquid substance being poured on my wrist. I shifted my gaze to check my wrist's condition. And as expected from my skin, it was as delicate as hell. Blood drops were streaming second by seconds through the wound.

An unwanted wound was formed... The wound caused by the high amount of pressure exerted by the blond.

I jerked back. I don't know why... but, I started feeling dizzy, lightheaded and struggled against my own eyesight...