Hiihii! I wanted to request a short mymo fic or HC where the user is embarrassed to hold hands with him in public or anything couple related infront of others. Sorry for my bad english if it’s not readable
Oh I totally understand you! I'm not an English speaker myself! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
This is such an adorable Headcannon! I have a few ideas in mind so, I hope you like it.
(EDITOR MARU HERE! This Headcannon was supposed to come out before Clickbaiter, but I had to delay it due to writers blog. Thank you for your patience and understanding Anon!!)
Mymo x embarrassed/shy reader.
Well first off, I think Mymo would tease his parter until annoyance. True ragebaiter, really. And you playfully fight back in private.
Mymo is way more affectionate when the cameras are not rolling. More hugs, small kisses and lots of cuddles. That man is a cuddle bug for sure.
But when it comes to public affection, he tones it down. He doesn't wanna hurt you or bring you infront of camera in the process, because that man knows how embarrassed you are. As soon as he gently holds your hand, your ears turn red and soon after, your face too.
He adores it so much, it's almost like he has cuteness aggression over you. But he knows boundaries.
When you try to move a little closer to him in public, he would respect it. He would help you get over you shyness.
Hey guys. This is going to be a bit serious blog. I'm truly sorry for my absence lately. I'm trying my best to upload new content or just finish my draft projects. Unfortunately school and work has been eating up all my time lately. But it's not the biggest issue. My grandpa was diagnosed with serious Brain atrophy. I cried for days since i got the information from my parents and i have been depressed by this fact for a while now. For those wo don't know, this type of sickness is not Curable. He will die. And since then, I don't feel like doing anything at this point 🙁🙁. I'm really sorry, but I need a break. I don't know how much, or how long will it take, but I promise you guys I will return to writing some day.
YAYAY I'M SO HAPPY YOU GUYS LOVED PART ONE! (≧ヮ≦) 💕
Recently I was part of a fashion show that consumed all my time and energy, but now I can finally rest a little. I'm also trying to spend time with my friends and family this spring break because I love them. So if the updates are slow, I apologize for it. 😔🙏
ANYWAYS, I hope you'll enjoy this part as well as the other one! ^^
WARNINGS!! : Some rivalry between lovers lol. Mymo being Mymo. Mention of intimate bedroom activities, Mention of sexual background. Angst-ish, lowkey toxic relationship.
You where pampered. A cool new brand you started to like? Mymo got it for you. And vice versa. You both tried to get more and more expensive stuff for each other, because you both adored each other.
But you two never actually figured out these feelings between the two of you. It seemed like love, but at the same time the two of you never wanted to admit that.
You secretly hoped it will be a secret. No expectations, no drama, just the two of you, living a peaceful life. Together. Waking up every day in each other's arms. You didn't even dared to say it out loud, but you prayed Mymo will propose to you in the future.
It's always easier said than done. You where currently on a meeting with fans, asking you about Mymo. It's not even a joke anymore, people wanted answers. Like, real answers. From both parties. The meeting was actually scheduled by your dance training program.
"Please trainer ________, tell us what's going on between you, and the famous Mymo the reporter? Are you two a couple? A fling?"
It wasn't really noticeable but you flinched. A fling?? How dare people assume that your love for each other is just a fling between celebrities. But you did your best to stay calm. You didn't wanted your fans and audience to find out about what you and Mymo do off screen.
"Pfff...don't even start with this nonsense, honey!" you answered in a lazy yet somewhat cool tone. You layed back in the red armchair and smirked. Your posture seemed relaxed, yet you where more stiff than a dry stick.
"Why would I date Mr. Vector from Despicable Me??" You laughed but it carried a little nervous undertone. That actually quite hurt to say out loud. You never offended people you love before. Your hands where sweating too. It was a common thing your body did when you lied.
Meanwhile Mymo watched every single second of the show. He stayed silent when you called him Vector, and just observed. He was angry, that's for sure. But oh no, he is far more attention hungry than to let this slide.
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Later that week, you where currently painted your nails in your shared room. Mymo's weather forecast played in the background to give you that calming atmosphere. But.. Sometimes was off. You catched your own name in the TV. He was talking about you?
You quickly shot your head over the device and glared. Something was really off.
"You might remember ______, from my previous shows! Well, I got some news for you, my loyal listeners. Some juicy little gossip of our favorite little dance star!" He announced with his excited tone, after one of his forecasts. You let out a horrified gasp.
"Don't you dare..." You mumbled with rage. Your grip on the nail polish glass tightened and your knuckles turned white from the rage you felt.
You trusted Mymo. After all, you loved him in a way you never loved a person. You let him touch you, feel you. He mapped your body up and knows it by heart at the moment. After hard sessions in the bedroom, you both share some cuddles and secrets, trusting the other to keep it. At that's what you loved the most. You could tell him everything.
So of course you where furious when he started to reveal all your little secret to the public.
"The little dancer in question, still sleeps with toys like a child, like what are they? 7? Not to mention they snore so loud their neighbors can't even rest a second at night!" Mymo laughed out the words with that twisted smirk of his. You couldn't believe it. You trusted him with your secrets, your insecurities, and now he announces them like some brand new infos.
You threw the nail polish into the trash bin and walked to the wardrobe. You quickly got dressed into something more fancier while you murmured angrily under your breath. Just like him, you are NOT going to let this slide.
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You don't even remember how you got into this situation. He was on top of you, you two fighting on who's going to be on top. The whole apartment room was a mess. You two have been arguing for a while now. And it got into a huge fight.
In the last months, the two of you where always at each other's throats. Always coming back with a better comeback, a better insult. But you never actually wanted this. You only wanted the sweet moments that were long gone forgotten..
Mymo was furious. And you know for a fact that shit was serious, because he threw his signature glasses away and gazed at you with his Onyx pupils. His eyes where red from anger. Bloodshot even.
"You!" He growled with rage. "Do you have ANY idea what you did?!" He hissed as he started to choke you. You rolled over so now he was under you. Your body only kept fighting because of the adrenaline and fury.
"What I did?? You where the one who shouted my secrets out to the world, Mymo! I trusted you with those secrets!"
"I trusted you with MY secrets too!" Mymo shouted at you. "Telling your fans that I was a virgin before you?! Do you have any idea how humiliating that was for me?!" He yelled as he pushed you off of him down to the floor. You groaned as your butt hit the floor. You shook your head and glared coldly at him.
"And when you "accidentally" leaked my old sex records with all my ex bosses and managers??! How do you think I felt?! Huh??" You argued back sitting up from the floor.
He rolled his eyes as he sat up on the bed to look down at you.
"Oh PLEASE. Spare me the crappy guilt tripping _______. Don't act like you didn't do the same thing with me too."
You let out an offended gasp. After all that affection you gave him, he still thought of you as a whore who would betray him for a person with more fame? Yes, you did similar things in the past. But that doesn't mean you didn't changed. Because you did.
He changed you. Both in a good and bad way. He gave you love you never felt before. You where his first. His first love, his first time. But also he made you feel betrayed, with every secret he gave into the public. But you were as bad as he was. When he got low, you went lower. But one thing was clear. You would NEVER use him like this. Ever.
"Do you really think I would betray you.. After I was your first time?!"
You asked him. No. You demanded him to answer.
"Do you really think, that I would have sex with you for fame, and immideatly ghost you? To think of you as a one night Stand? You really thought this low of me Mymo?!" You screamed at him. You began to sob out of fear and anger. This was it? Your relationship with the so called news reporter was over?
"ANSWER ME GOD DAMN IT! Did I even matter to you. Or I was only good for Clikbait??!"
He furrowed his eyebrows even further.
"________, Of course you do matter! You were my partner. I mean.. I think you still are." He explained with some hand movements. You got up onto your heels like a baby deer. Wobbly at first, but you got the hang of it.
"But we have to end this cat fight right here, right now."
He stated as he also stood up. He tried to approach you, but you glared at him coldly.
"I think.... I think we should take a break... Like between us." You stated as I you wiped your tears.
"Baby...my sweetest" He tried to coat you with his honey covered words. He always did this. He made you feel like shit and then talk sweetly to you. You backed away from him. "Don't make me use Elenhos on you..." He threatens quitely, so quitely that you didn't even heard it normally.
"We are hurting each other... This can't go on until we figure out something." Your so on called lover didn't even say a word. He observed you, like he already started to plan on something.
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You packed a small suitcase full of your clothes and jewelry. You grew tired of this. You both agreed into a silent space between the two of you. But it didn't worked out as well as you thought. Mymo didn't talked to you in 4 months. He even moved out of your shared room into the guest rooms just to avoid more contact. The only interaction he had with you was a small kiss on the forehead, or a good morning/good night. And that all you got. You missed him. He made you miss his presence, his care. His love.
Your eyes stopped on a cardboard Poster of you and him with a niche, clickbait title. "THE SECRETS OF CELEBRITY LOVERS. BUY THE FULL BOOK NOW!" You let out a huge, heavy sigh. You loved this picture of the two of you. It happened on one of your photo shoots. He leaned a little on you while he cupped your cheeks and placed a soft kiss on your cheek, while you giggled and blushed like a lovesick puppy. It made you think how much you missed his affection.
As you continue to gaze in awe of the picture, you didn't notice a two familiar pair of arms wrap around you. It was Mymo. You let out a small, suprise gasp as I you tilted your head to look at him. You felt something change in you. Like a small switch.
He looked more calmer now. More collected. His Teal hair was down, and his glasses where hanged in the pocket of his dark salmon colored pants. He almost looked... Vulnerable.
"My dearest." He began as he caressed your stomach in an affectionate way "Please... Don't leave me.."
He begged as he hugged you even tighter. You let a sigh escape your mouth before it curled up into a small smile. You turned to him fully, as you hugged him.
"Promise me you'll always trust me and keep my secrets." You asked him as you closed your eyes, to savor his body heat. It was so comforting.
Meanwhile he caressed your hair and his evil, devilish smirk reappeared on his face.
"Oh.. But of course my love" He promised, but his voice was stained with fake affection and care. He caressed you with one hand while the other hand held the now actived Jinki.
HI HIII! Thank you so much for reading! So sorry that couldn't post this sooner, but I'm having a Quiet busy Easter this year! I hope you all understand it.
Shout out to: @lucky-antireality8008 for the idea of this fict. Thank you for your your idea.
Warnings!!: Swearing, manipulative actions, Mention of sexual background and slightly suggestive content (I think) in the fict. Thank you for your attention.
(Side note: the blank spaces are the places your name supposed to be placed.)
You walked on the vivid red carpet, each step filled with grace and confidence. You where not other than __________, the most successful influencer the ground ever seen. Commercials? Vlogs? Adds? Your face was everywhere. A true icon in wake. Everybody loved you, that was a fact. But still you craved more attention from the people. So you decided to collaborate with one of the people you least wanted to. Mymo.
You always wondered how he always know the weather upcoming? How did you know about the latest, juiciest gossips around town? How can he collect so much information? On the scale of influencers and famous people, Mymo was one of the most outstanding individual. The iconic pose, the iconic colors, even his iconic hair was burned into everyone's memory. Even into yours. He was the top of the celebrity food chain. A chain you wanted to climb and be on the top.
You where an acrobatic fitness influencer. You danced, you had collaborations with different protein brands, heck you even started to do private fitness lessons. And everybody loved it. You where trendy, and you where an excellent dance teacher. You even did some Pilate to keep up the pace.
So imagine the huge shock on your bosses face when you told him you wanted a collab with none other than Mymo himself. At first he laughed but when he saw how serious you where he froze. You told him you needed more fame, and your boss thought about the decision a lot. But after a while of whining, he finally let you do what you wanted to do.
So here you where, waiting patiently outside his office/dressing room. His assistant, Felix helped you to get to the door and navigate through the building while avoiding your beloved fans who would've asked for photos and autographs. God there was so many.
You counted the seconds. And not even after a few, he opened the door for you.
"Ah. So you came, my dear. It's so nice to finally meet you _______!" He chirped with his usual wide smile while he stepped away, so you could enter the room. You walked in with a suspecting gaze. You scanned around in the room. It seemed like it was freshly cleaned up. The faint smell of the cleaning chemical was still noticeable.
You sat down into a comfortable armchair in front of his seat. His smile creeped into a knowing smirk. "I know why you are here, _______. Why do you think I would collab with a.... Quirky person like you are?"
He asked as he layed back into his seat and crossed his arms. You also smirked, trying to play your card right. So you decided to use your... Special charms.
You where know for your special seduction. You wanted fame, and the ladder to the top is twisted. So might as well give in everything you got and reach for the top. So, you slept with whoever that give you more fans. You sacrificed yourself for your dreams, and you never regretted it in a way.
"Well.... I can show you how... Flexible I can be.." You chuckled as you eyed him up and down, sizing him up like fresh meat. His face was handsome, and his body looked a little weaker than your type. But who you are to judge? He seemed like he tried to hold back his laughter. He dares to laugh at you??
You looked a little annoyed by this. Mymo then held your hand in his and placed a small kiss on your knuckles which made your eyes widen with suprise. Now he acted so sweet? What's going on?
"Oh darling, you attempt to courting me is truly charming, but if you wanted a date with the almighty Mymo, why didn't you just say so? I already know about your whore behaviors, so you can't really suprise me." He murmured on a sinister yet oddly calming voice. You where in awe. How did he know about that? You always kept it a top high secret! A gasp escaped your lips.
"What do you fish from this collaboration?... Hm?...." He asked with a soft hum, as if he is eyeing you critically. You, for the first time didn't knew how to react. Eyes twitching in some kind of anger, but it wasn't really anger. It was more of a suprised annoyance. But this is not the best time to lose your temper. So you decided to go straight to the point.
"Fame" the word left your mouth like a prayer. Maybe even a small desperation was noted in your tone. More fame, more money, more of everything. He stayed quiet, observing, until he spoke.
"I can work with that." He announced as he squeezed your hand, not letting you go.
"I propose you an idea. I will promote your little dancing programs, and you will help me. Do we have a deal, my dearest?"
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Of course you accepted his offer. In fact, it has been a couple of months since you two started to work together. You appeared time-to-time in his podcasts and weather forecasts, while you also dragged him into some of your photo shoots. And your fans? They ate this shit up.
You where thrilled when you saw your popularity rate to rocket up into the sky. You where pleased with your own success. Mymo patted your back gently as he also saw the huge numbers.
"I'm so happy for you, dearest..." He smirked knowingly. In the end, he is just playing his role of the agreement. He wanted to use you as a vessel for his big plans to rule over the ground.
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But as the time flies by, he grew... More attached to you than ever. He loved when you babbled about your new sponsors and how many fan letters you got. You even moved in with him (thanks to his whining of not wanting to wait for you all the time to get to his place). You shared one bed, one living space, one office. From an outside perspective, you two looked like a newlywed couple. He sometimes hugged you, or made, small but intimate touches. While walking, he would gently place his hands on your waist, or just holding your hand. On some photo shoots, he would help you pose, sweetly correcting your posture, or whisper praises into your ear.
"How lovely you look today, my dearest." Mymo whispers, while he helped you pose for the next photo. He did this on porpuse. He wanted for your little fan base to suspect something. What other thing could bring you even more fame then the rumors of you dating one if not the most popular man on the ground?
Mymo sometimes places kisses on your back and bite your neck on visible places. You whine about it all the time, and in return he would just giggle.
"Mymo! You know I have an important meet and greet this afternoon." You whined as he marked you. He caressed your arm as he held you close. The shared living place was filled with laughed as he began to tickle you. He can be really precious and funny when he wants to be. And slowly, you realized how much you cherish him. He gave you everything you craved and more. You wouldn't change this for anything in the world.
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One night you where sitting on your shared bed with him. He was currently in the bathroom, taking a shower and doing his hair routine. It was shocking to you, when you learned that he had a more complex haircare routine than you had. You where reading the news when he walked into the bedroom, wearing his cozy pajamas and Slippers. His Thick Teal hair was down and he removed his signature red lense glasses.
"reading the news huh?" Mymo muttered as he jumped right next to you in the bed. His arms snaked around you in an instinct. You grinned as you moved the papers for him to look better.
There was a news article about the two of you. "BEAUTY AND THE FORCASTER. IS THIS AN ANOTHER LOVE STORY?" His eyes widened a little before he looked at you. This is going to be an interesting start...
Fluff hcs with Mymo pls? Like cuddling and stuff, I wanna pour sooo much affection into this horrible man, wth is wrong with me 😔 can't believe he grew on me like this
That's all! Thanks!!
LOOL honestly same! 😭🙏 I still have a few stuff in my drafts but lowkey I kinda wanna do this first. 😛
(NOTE: SO SORRY FOR THOSE WHO REQUESTED!! I'm having a fashion show this Wednesday and lowkey I'm stressed af! BUT, I'm almost finished with my drafts so thank you for the wait<333)
I think Mymo is a non cuddler type of person. He is too great for some cuddle time. But when it comes to his partner wanting some affection, how could he say no??
Like I said, he isn't really a cuddly type... Buuuuut... he just loves when you cares his teal hair when you too cuddle after a long day. He just adores it when you ran your hands through his long hair. You would be the only one seeing him with his hair down (okay maybe Gil or Felix saw him too with it, like once, but you are way more important to him)
He also loves to bite you. (YES, I BELIEVE IN THE BITER MYMO PROPAGANDA) just a little nibble nibble or maybe a hickey to mark his territory. You whine about it and he finds it utterly adorable.
On the list of what he likes, I think he would love to sleep next to you and you to hold him. He would murmur about his evil plans while you just smile and nodd, letting him talk his thoughts out aloud. And if you caress his hair while doing so? He is puddy in your hands.
When you hold his hand while walking around his studio or wrapping both of your arms around him? He lays his head on yours or on your shoulder (dependson your height).
He can't help but smirk and chuckle quietly when you shower his face with kisses. Secretly, he hopes you'll leave some marks on him so when he goes to the studio, everybody will know he has a partner.
In general, while he doesn't show it, he absolutely loves your affection towards him. No matter when or where, he will always smile when you kiss him or suprise hug him. And even tho he is not the best at showing affection, he tries to show that he cares.
He would pamper you with all the goodies you wish for, and even after that, he would still say that "that's not enough to pay for your attention". Obviously, you are happy for the gifts, but you told him a hundred times already, that you cherish the time you two spent together the most.
GODMO BONUS:
When he turned himself into his form beyond human, at first you where horrified and worried. What will happen to him? Your lover Will be okay? Surely he wouldn't throw his humanity and you away, right??
Of course he wouldn't!! He actually becomes even more affectionate with you than ever! Of course, he is a God now, but you where by his side all this time. He would never abandon you, no matter how he turns out to be! And you loved that!
Godmo would be like a attention hungry pet. That thing would purr when you are around and when you caress his big hand or his face, he would look at you with the widest pupils ever.
He would even bend his head so you could caress it with a better access.
You would laugh every time he does that. And even tho he turned himself into a god, this shows that despite everything, he still love you.
Honestly, this was a request from one of my discord moots. And I thought this idea would be Hella fun so I decided to write some fluff with it.
Warning: Suprisingly, I don't think it has one. Maybe Mymo being, well, Mymo.
There will be no mention of the reader's gender, these Headcannons are made for any gender.
Mymo is well known about his grand plans of ruling the ground, so I'm sure he would be happy once he finds out his partner wants to have a child with him. A heir for his soon to be paradise? That would really Come in hand.
He would TOTALLY be a girldad. If you two end up with a daughter, he would be the happiest guy on the ground. (he wouldn't complain with a boy either, but he prefers a daughter imo.) Having a little gossip partner that inherited his wide smile and charming spirit? Oh boy, that showman got competition.
I can see him really put on the actor facade when it comes to your daughter's tea parties. Mymo would literally sat down on the floor with a tiny princess crown on his head and a small plastic teacup in hand, pinky finger Straight like a noble's grip.
Even tho Mymo is a masterful villain, he would love his family. He would be really gentle, if not even soft with the child and you. If he felt like someone or something threatened his daughter or you, he would become really protective. He would give the insulters those REALLY uncomfortable smiles and would stare into their soul. (He doesn't wanna do anything else, what kind of an example would it be to his little princess?)
You would try to keep the child hidden from all forms of media or just her identity in general. Who knows what people would do if they find out Mymo has a "weak spot". A child is a really easy target so you are always with her, incase somebody would try to kidnap her. And if you are busy or need some time alone with Mymo? Uncle Felix and Auntie Gil will take care of the little rascal.
He would never mix his work duties (such as the weather forecast or any other shows he runs) and his private family life together. Sure, he would continue his plans to achieve his goals, but he doesn't wants her precious girl to get hurt in the process. But with his other plans in the other hand, he would mention them a lot.
God, that man would spoil the girl rotten. She saw a toy or plushie she really liked? He would buy it for her on the instant. Oh? His little princess wants to paint? He would order someone to go to Canvas Town, and purchase all the expensive paints just so his daughter could paint her little talented heart out. She wanted some sweets? He would commission a baker to bake only for her, and her alone.
He would even let the girl do makeup on him. As I said, he would be gentle with the girl, so when she painted his face with 3 different shades of concealer, bronzer, some highlighters and with a ton of blush he wouldn't complain. He would just sit there and took it like a champ. When you entered the makeup room backstage to look for the child you nearly spotted out your drink.
"Look dear, I got a new makeup stylist!" He announced on cheerful tone while he caressed the child's head. She got him wrapper around her little fingers.
Mymo would talk about his plans to his daughter, like a good story. He would wrap all the things he did into a full little fairy tale. Of course he would put a little white lie here and there into the storyline, but he want his daughter to look up at him, and inherit the peaceful world he's trying to build.
Your daughter of course loves Mymo, but when it came to cuddling, she always preferd you. That made Mymo jealous sometimes. He would pout While he watches you and your daughter on the couch. But of course his smile would immediately return, as soon as his daughter wakes up and runs to him.
Over all I think Mymo would be a decent father. Maybe a little too strict when it comes to protecting his precious heir. Besides that, he would be amazing at making the child feel loved. And you? You where over to moon to finally have this beautiful family with him.
YAY! I'M DONE WITH THIS ONE TOO! I'm kinda running out of ideas, so if you guys have some suggestions, let me know! :33
Thank you for the DC moot for the idea!! I personally love Dadmo.
YAY FIRST POST LET'S GOOO! I had this in my drafts for a month now and I'm glad that I could finally publish it! Lowkey I was scared to post but after reading some good fanfiction/Headcannons I wanted to publish my own stuff too!! 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯
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We all know how toxic this man is, but what if we flip the table a little bit?
WARNINGS!! : stalker behavior, obsessed reader,
You where working in a bar. A quite small one if we can put it that way. It was barely functioning, but surprisingly, it made a good profit out of the regular costumers. The wooden planks that kept the roof somewhat in place where as old as your grandparents if not older. The sinks where rusty and they could break any day now. At least the pay was decent and the costumers never actually hurt or insulted you in any way. In a weird sense, it felt like home.
Every day you worked there, you always took morning shifts. But there was only one reason you preferred that way.
Mymo's morning podcast.
You never actually knew why or when did you started to listen to it. It became a habit of yours. His slightly annoying voice always made your day better. Whenever if it's a weather forecast or just a Q&A with his fans you never stopped listening. You almost felt like you fell in love with the showman himself.
It sort of became an addiction on your part. Always imagining how Mymo's hands would feel like in yours, how the two of you will met in the future or how he would love you. Even your coworkers noticed this. While you where cleaning, you always looked at the old TV with pure adoration. You even cooed sometimes when Mymo made some jokes in his television program. It seemed like you where head over heels for him.
In your room you had a full wall of just him and him alone. Pictures you took on his meet and greets, or even some paparazzi shoots you paid a fortune for. You needed to have those pictures. Who else dares to take pictures of YOUR Mymo??!
You sent love letter to him frequently, telling Mymo how much you wanna date him, to be his other half. Taking out your best handwriting skills and making sure every stroke is perfect. If not, the whole letter will burn. You sent him the best gifts your little budget could've afford. Beautiful pens, a tie or even some of his favorite trinkets because you heard him liking it!
You even followed him around when you heard he was around your city or just passed by. A cool coffee shop he went to get his drink? What a coincidence, you ALSO went there. And when he threw away the trash? You collected it like a divine treasure. Placing it into the collection of things Mymo used. A paper straw, a perfume sample, a small button that fell from his jacket. Heck you even collected his Hair too! It was your sign of showing affection.
On one fateful day, Mymo had a meet and greet with his beloved fans in your Town!! Awesome right? Well it wasn't for you. Of course you bought the vip ticket that made all of your savings dissappear, and of course you sat front row. But all these people? Coming here to swoon around YOUR lover? Well...future lover. But still! You glared at almost everybody around you, but when you spotted the man on the stage you almost started to scream.
~WELL HELLO THERE FOLKS! It is I, your beloved Mymo here. I can't wait to get this whole thing started! So excited to see so much fans here! The man cheered with the widest grin you ever seen. You noticed every little microexpression on his face. You took your camera out and took as much pictures as your storage allowed to.
You felt like you where in heaven! The man made eye contact with you frequently. "IT MUST BE A SIGN!!" you thought. But in reality he was just gazing around, to find some good givers for his grand plans. Of course you didn't knew a single thing about it, because he hides it from the public. So even the most dedicated fans, like you are clueless what's happening behind the scenes.
The show was going smoothly. Mymo answered some Rumors and facts the fans made up. It was almost like a cabaret, him making some jokes that made everybody laugh. Truly, such a charming man. Your body shook in the pure joy of being in his presence. Your eyes teared up and you felt your heart racing. So much pleasure started to consume your mind, lust and all those nasty thoughts started to cloud your thinking. But you held back. You will live out your fantasies an another time.
At the end of the meet and greet, Mymo grabbed his microphone, Elenhos and spoke an clear tone. His posture softened, almost as if he tried to look more charming and friendlier*
Now, before we say our goodbyes I would like to announce tonights lucky guest! A guest that can get access to behind the scenes and have a small little chat with my charming self! You gasped for air as you waited patiently. Hoping, no PRAYING that you will be the one that he will choose.
And the lucky person who'll spend the afternoon with me is....... 524! Congratulations! Please meet me after the show is over!
He announced with a small wink that was barely visible due to his tinted glasses. You Gasped and then looked at your ticket. 533. Your eyes immediately locked on the person next to you. An another gal with a huge smile. No. It can't be. You'll be the one meeting him! Not this blonde bimbo!
Lucky you.... I'm sure you'll have so. much. fun. Huh... You murmured on a sickeningly sarcastic tone. You where the meanest bitch when it came to people stepping between you and the love of your life. So you did whatever the most devoted lovers do. You stole the ticket. Lucky for you, the brunette didn't looked at you, so you quickly grabbed her ticket and switched it with yours. Praying she'll doesn't notice you, you made your way immediately to the backstage. You felt sick in the most beautiful way ever. Heart beating a mile per minute, aching to see the man of your dreams. You where sweating. Hands shaking like you are ready to hunt down something. The need in you grew more and more with each step you made. Finally arriving to the door, his assistant Felix took the ticket and opened the door for you.
You took a big inhale before you rushed into the small backstage area. Your eyes wandered around, taking in the scenery of this place, until it stopped on him.
You grinned like an idiot as you sat across from him. You where shaking even more, vibrating out of joy.
H.. Hi! Uhm.. Haha this is... Such an opportunity! You started the conversation.
Indeed. It's nice to meet such a sweet looking person! What's your name, dear?
He asked with such a smooth voice you felt like you are going to burst right there on the spot.
You told him your name, and then he repeated it softly, almost as if he was tasting it on his tongue.
Ah, interesting. Your name sounds familiar....say, have you ever wrote something for me? A letter perhaps?
Ha asked as he tilted his head to the right. You gulped, quickly nodding your head. You had to brave now. You need to make the first move before the meeting is over!
Yeah...yeah I did...did you read them?
You asked him. He just smiled at you, waiting for you to continue.
I uhm... You took a deep breath. There is... Something between you and I.. This chemistry, every time you made eye contact with me.. Do you feel it too? Do you feel as much love as I do?
He just stared into your soul, listening to your words. After almost a minute of silence, you finally broke under pressure.
You don't see anyone else do you?.... You are supposed to me my lover! We could work so well together! Please! You have to believe me! YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME!
You shouted, raising your voice at Him.. He continued to smile at you like nothing happened. You felt your eyes are about to burst with tears. Suddenly Mymo stood up. His smile widened into a huge almost creepy grin that you grew to adore.
Your devotion is.. Admirable. Maybe I'll take use of you..
He muttered before he walked to the exit door with grace. His posture changed into a commanding one, almost like if he wanted you to follow him. As soon as he reached the metal door he turned his head to look at you from across his shoulder
If you wanna be useful, then get moving. Stop wasting time, and maybe I'll give you some work with Gil and Felix.
He spoked with a much more sinister tone. Oh how it made you shiver. You quickly followed him out of the room, hooking your arms around one of his and hummed softly, while you grinned like a fell fed child. When Mymo red your letter he already knew you'll be a really good human shield for him in the near future. After all, he knew people will try to stop his grand plan at the upcoming doll fest. So having a little devoted admire around him, who would die for him wouldn't be so bad....
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