Hayato's Ending!
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Ending's Left
-Ayshe
-Violet
-Gilda
-Anna
-Poly
(Anna and Ayshe's will have some major angst, just a small warning haha)
Who's next??
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11.
Reader's POV
Hayato and I followed Norman, both skipping.
"How long until you both stop following me?"
Norman asked.
"Until you admit that you're baby,"
I said with a smirk.
"Until you admit you're God!!"
Hayato said.
We looked at him with shining eyes.
Norman chuckled and kissed my cheek then Hayato's forehead.
We both froze.
I think I died.
"How did that make you guys feel?"
He asked with a smile.
"Very dominated, sir!"
I said.
"So does that make me a baby?"
He asked.
"No, sir!"
I said.
"That answers your question. Now, Hayato?"
He asked.
Hayato's face was redder than the blood of Peter RATri.
"I FEEL ABOVE AMAZING, BOSS!!"
he exclaimed.
Norman smiled and nodded, then continued walking.
"NORMAN IS GOD,"
We both exclaimed in cursive, our eyes wide and bright.
We ran after him.
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I laid in my bed, Hayato snuggled up to me.
"You're warm, pretty Y/n,"
He said with a smile.
"You are too, pretty Hayato,"
I said with a smile.
He giggled and nuzzled his head in my neck.
I took off his bandana and set it on the drawer.
Hayato couldn't sleep alone.
I learned that quickly.
If he slept alone, he would have nightmares caused by his PTSD of the Lambda and wake up shouting nonesense.
Vincent, Norman, Cislo, and Barbara all tried to help him.
They took turns sleeping next to him, but it didn't work.
Finally, Norman asked me if I could try.
And it worked.
But only if I hugged him to sleep.
You see, Hayato wanted to feel comfort and that he wasn't alone.
I would make sure that he never felt alone again.
Hayato fell asleep in my arms.
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We woke up with energy. Hayato pulled me up and raced to the dining room.
"Morning!"
He said cheerfully.
No one was there.
"No one's here,"
He frowned.
"Looks like we're... alone,"
I said, giving him a wink.
"Looks like it!"
He said, then winked back, pulling me with him.
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