Forever Zannie (Kovit x reader)

Backstory

'I really am fucked now.'
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Kovit begins walking closer to my cell, knife in hand. Blood stains on his shirt. I begin to panic. Pinkies horrifying screams keep replaying in my mind. Will that be me now. What do I do? He walks up to the glass of my cell. He places a hand on the glass.

'Being a bitch to customers are you?' He says with a sly smile.

I look away.

'Just fuck off kovit,'

I move to the back of the shadowed cell and sit down. Kovit begins to look around. Curious I look in the same direction. Both Nita and Pinkie are asleep. He looks towards me and enters the cell.
He entered the cell? What? This could be my chance to get out of here.
I look towards the door and slowly begin to stand up.

'Aha don't even think about that Y/N,' Kovit laughs whilst shutting the door.

Seems like he caught onto what I was thinking. Well that's great. He stood close to the door and just stared at me playing with his blade with a small smile.

'You just gonna stand there now? Or you gonna brutally torture me like Reyes asked.'
I say with a blunt expression.

'Oh? So you want me to hurt you..?' Kovit says with a smile growing on his face, walking closer to me.

'Hey! Wait- that's not what I meant!' Why did I have to say that. I'm practically asking him to torture me. How dumb can I get.

'Aha. I'm just kidding' Kovit laughs.

'Listen. I'm not gonna hurt you.' Kovit explains whilst placing the blade back into his pocket.

'Yeahh suree your not' I roll my eyes and turn away.

Kovit leans against the grey cracked wall.

'No I'm being for real. Your a..you know...Zannie. Just like me' Kovit says with an innocent face.
'It's nice to know there's someone here who's like me,' Kovit says with a soft smile.

Awh. He's actually kinda cute. Wha- what am I thinking. I look away flustered.

'Y/N?' He looks towards me.

'Ah, yeah true. It's nice to know I'm not the only one. Only being seen as a monster to everyone. I didn't choose to be a stupid zannie..' I look down, tears building up in my eyes as I remember all the bad encounters I've had being a zannie.

'Hey..' Kovit sits against the wall.

'I'm here if you wanna talk?' He spoke with soft words.

I wipe my tears and give him a small smile. It's the first time someone's been the smallest bit nice to me.

'Well you see-' wait. Can I really trust him? He's literally a henchman for Reyes. A pain eating mons- I shouldn't think that. I'm the same.

He could just be trying to get me to 'work' for Reyes or some other stupid things. Eh what have I got to lose. I'm literally stuck in a small ass display room, a monster for everyone to look down on in disgust, with nowhere to go.

'Y/N? Are you okay? You keep zoning out.' Kovit asks.

'Oh uhm I'm fine. As I was saying...' ugh let's hope I don't regret this.
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'My parents passed away 2 years ago in a plane crash, my father was a zannie, my mother a clairvoyant. so I had to live with my elder brothers, who were both also clairvoyants, since I didn't really have a choice. But you see, me and my brothers never really had such a good relationship. I was the only zannie, a part from my dad who's gone, so they pretty much hated me since I'm a 'monster'. It was hard for me to be there. Being hated for something I can't control. They were never nice to me. I would be out just for some fresh air and people would shout monster at me as they walked past and all my brothers would do is laugh. If your wondering how everyone knew I'm a Zannie it's because my father was a very well known person in our area, and not known in a good way. One night I heard my brothers talking to people outside. I was quite curious because we dont usually have visitors so I decided to listen in. They were talking about me. Talking about my 'price' and which room I'm in. I caught on to what they were going on about. Panicking I attempted to lock my room. Yes yes I know that was pretty dumb. Well they got in. Three grown men enter the room and I fell unconscious from a phat bash in the head. Next thing you know I'm locked up in a little glass room. Long story short. My brothers sold me to the death market.'

'Y/N..I'm really sorry. That sounds horrible,' Kovit says with a face of sorrow, looking straight to my eyes. It looks as if he's looking straight at my soul.
'Well I guess I should probably tell you my story. What happened to me was-'

'Kovit! Come here!' Reyes says from a different room interrupting Kovit.
We both look towards the glass in shock from Reyes loud ass voice.

Kovit sighs.

'Oh. See you later Y/N' Kovit waves, walks out and locks the door.
I watch him as he walks down the row of cells and out the door. Pinkie still asleep. Nita who just woke up from Reyes yell.
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What did I just do?
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I just told a worker of Reyes my backstory. What the fuck was I thinking. Am I retarded?
If I ever have a chance of getting out of here that chance is probably fucked now because of my dumb decisions.
I bet they planned all this.
What a coincidence that Reyes has to yell Kovit name right as he was about to tell me his past. What the actual hell. How could I be so naïve? I've messed up every chance I had to get out of here.

But what if I can trust him?

What if he is nice?

What if he helps me?
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Eh, I really doubt it.
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