Inside an Otoge: Mister Dragon, Let Me Love You - Chapter 1
Pairing: Dragon!Sylus x Non-MC!Reader
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<<read the synopsis and trigger warnings first>>
Synopsis: A depressed, transmigrated fan dedicates their life worshipping their favorite character. (Because not everyone can be a badass like MC.)
Trigger Warnings: depression, mentions of self-harm and suicide attempts
Imagine being a depressed and overworked person, on the brink of throwing away your life, when your attempt is interrupted by an ad of Sylus' voice saying, "I adore you. There is no love purer than mine." Broken and alone, the words of a fictional character sends you to tears and you stop yourself from doing the unthinkable.
Finding hope again, if only in the brief moments spent playing a dating sim, you decided to give life a chance. You continued with the same routine, waking up, going to work, eating the same cheap meals from the convenience store and finding happiness with your favorite character. You used any spare money you had to buy Sylus merch and get all his cards. Life wasn't perfect, but you were content.
Until one day, you were sucked into a mysterious wormhole that transported you to a familiar, otherworldly room filled with rare metals, sparkling jewels and all sorts of weapons.
Lying on a bed of velvet is a back that is all too familiar.
You’ve taken over a hundred photos of that back and have memorized every vein, every muscle, even the way the spine dips oh so deliciously.
Is this heaven? Paradise?
A place that grants all your hedonistic desires?
Did God take pity on your pathetic existence and decided to give you a second chance?
No, this is probably a dream—”Ow!” You pinch yourself a little too hard. Nope, not a dream.
You glance at your hands and body, you are still you. In the game, this part should be when the Main Character attempts an assassination, but you aren’t the MC here. There is a chance—no, the probability of you dying here is as good as 99%. You have no powers, no system, skill or cheat to help you here.
But if you were going to die, at least you can go on your own terms.
“Um, excuse me? Hello?”
The dragon says nothing and you opt to crawl towards him. “Mister Dragon? Are you awake?” Knowing that death is almost certain, you decide to throw away all inhibitions and reach out to trace the curve of his spine. “Hello—!”
His cold, spiked tail wraps around your waist until the tip rests on your chest. You cannot help but gasp when your favorite turns to face you.
No 3D rendered model or painting from your world could capture even a tenth of the true thing's magnificence. Official sources said he was 6'2", but the real thing looks like he surpassed two meters. He towered over you completely. Maybe it isn’t height alone but his very aura that makes you feel so small.
He is so beautiful.
“My, what do we have here? A stray puppy?”
That voice is as smooth and deep as melted chocolate. You want to thank God, Buddha, Satan and all other powerful entities for letting you witness this moment.
He stares down at you, assessing everything. If you had known you’d end up here you would’ve taken a bath and worn something better.
“How odd. You have no magic power and you lack any muscle that most assassins and warriors have. It’s almost as if you’re an ordinary person.”
Okay, ouch. But he isn’t wrong.
You raise both hands. “You’re right, I’m as average as they come.”
“Then tell me what an ‘average’ citizen such as yourself wanted with me.”
You tilt your head in thought before answering, “I wanted to meet you.”
“Surely, you’re joking.”
“I’m perfectly serious.”
“You must take me for a fool.”
“No, I truly did want to meet you.”
“Why are you here? Surely, you didn’t come here to die.”
“No.” Though you were prepared. “I just wanted to see you.”
The fiend watches you closely. His eyes can pierce through any lie, but your gaze is as clear as a cloudless sky and without a trace of deception. He is unsure how to feel about this.
“You’re quite bold. But an ordinary person wanting to meet me for the sake of it feels too odd to be true. Quite stupid, even. Did it ever occur to you that I may not be so polite and just end up taking your heart?”
You raise your head, steady and unfearful as you ask, “Will taking my heart make you happy?”
You want to tell him that every part of you belongs to him now, but even you would cringe at such cheesiness. You decide to be normal about this. “If my organs will make you happy then take them, but I do have a request.” You wriggle closer. “When you take my heart, please look into my eyes until I die.”
You’ve met your favorite, your savior. In a way, Sylus gave you a second chance at life. It seemed only fitting to perish with him being the last thing you see.
Sylus stares at you with guarded curiosity. “I’ve never met someone so eager to die before. Either that or you are an excellent liar.” Some humans are trickier than others, they will say anything to get the upper hand.
“Don’t get cocky, human.” His tail tightens around you. “I don’t know what you’re planning but it’d be all too easy to kill you.”
He expects you to resist, to scream or cry or seduce him.
Instead, you cover your mouth, the edges curling upwards despite your efforts to appear serious. But it’s not your fault, he’s so cute when he tries to be menacing! You have no doubt that he’d just kill an NPC, but he will always be attractive to you, even as he threatens to rip your heart out.
“This is no laughing matter. Dragons are territorial, you should’ve thought twice before trespassing into my domain.”
“Sy—ahem, Mister Dragon, please remember my request when you end my life.”
“... I’m really going to do it.”
“I know!” You nod your head vigorously, the grin you try so hard to suppress looks ridiculous to him. Compared to throwing yourself in front of a train or overdosing on pills, this is your ideal way to die.
“...”
“...”
“... tsk.” He releases you and you can’t help but miss the feeling of his tail choking you. Oh, well.
“Mister Dragon?”
He returns to lying on his treasures, back turned away from you.
Not wanting him to think that you were going to backstab him, you get down on all fours and crawl towards the fancy bed. “Sir Dragon?”
He remains silent.
"Amazing, extraordinary, most handsome and venerable Lord Dragon—”
"Enough. Don't call me those embarrassing titles." He sighs and proceeds to give you his name. In the game's canon, the MC couldn't pronounce his name properly and called him Sylus instead. But the MC and Sylus have yet to meet.
Before you are two choices: 1) use his proper name, or 2) pretend that you can't pronounce it and ask to use "Sylus" instead. With the first option, there would be a connection between the two of you due to being the only person alive who knows his name. With the latter, you'd be stealing a defining moment for the heroine. Either way, the consequences will result in you forming a bond with Sylus.
The dragon waits for you to reply.
There is no need to complicate things, so you beam stupidly. "Your name is kind of hard to pronounce... can I just call you 'Sylus' instead?"
"Do what you want."
"Thanks."
“This is the part where you tell me your name.” He can’t believe he was teaching etiquette to a human.
“Er, right.” You give him your name. Though with that voice, he can call you whatever he wants.
“I won’t stop you so go back the way you came and leave me be.”
“I can’t.”
“This isn’t a request. Get out while I’m still being patient.”
“I mean, I literally can’t. I’m not from this place and I don’t know how to get back home.” To be frank, you have little interest in returning. Aside from the next LADS update, you aren’t going to miss anything. No friends, no family, only superiors who took advantage of you and a cold, barren apartment with a rent that was two months due.
Sylus sighs and rolls over. He lays an arm over his torso, looking gorgeous as he looks at you with eyes full of disdain. “Trying to get me to pity you, isn’t going to work.”
“I’m not.” You don’t need his or anybody else’s pity. You are simply tired, and you were sick of pretending that you aren’t. When Sylus does lose his temper, then at least you could be honest in your final moments.
CHAPTER 2: Enticing Offers
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Edit: Had to tweak the part where Sylus gives his name to Y/N.
was tempted to make him a username called masonjar but whateves let’s just stick to a classic name.
got inspired by the post I saw by @blood-smiles !
warnings: parasocial relationship (kinda from both sides) jealousy, yandere themes, obsessive behavior.
Mason was an insanely popular streamer the type to have both guys and girls fawning over him, edits of him with people thirsting over his good looks but despite the sheer amount of fans he had, you took the liberty of naming yourself his biggest fan.
somehow you ended up being noticed by him, it started with him noticing you in his streams and comments and then seeing you in every single one of his meet-and-greets. Always wearing his merchandise, your account only had a select few pictures of yourself that drowned in all the posts that centered around him. He couldn't help getting curious, you were just so loyal and obsessed with him that he thought it was adorable.
he started chatting with you, the way you freaked out when he messaged you was so cute, he had a grin stretched on his face the entire time. Because of his active interaction with you you became known to his other fans and gained popularity.
he was having thought of meeting up with you frequently, maybe even a few collabs..this could be a big break for both of you!
but as time went by it seemed like you were just...moving on.
you didn't interact with his socials as much anymore, missed more streams than the ones you watched, even your content started to stray further away from him. You either didn't post as much or you were posting about other low-stream influencers who didn't even compare to him. He was popular, good looking, and skilled. Everyone on the internet loved him and you were lucky enough to get noticed by him and you're just throwing it away?!
he knows it's silly and that he shouldn't care but you were his loyal fan..did it mean nothing?!
truly you were moving on, Mason has a special spot in your heart but your interests were changing. It was a habit of yours where you get obsessively hyper-fixated on something or someone and then hop on to the next thing.
you didn't do anything wrong you honestly thought Mason forgot your existence but the spam messages that filled up your inbox later proved that that is far from the truth.
Mason: so what you just got bored of me huh?
Mason: you were drooling over me just two weeks ago and now you're over here praising someone else?!
Mason: answer me
Mason: why aren't you answering me?!
Mason: are you too busy obsessing over a new guy to even send a text back?
his jaw clenches and his hand shakes from the tight grip he has on his phone as he almost burns a hole into the damn thing from staring at the screen so hard while waiting for you to see your messages.
he gets fed up and sets his phone down and put on his headphones getting ready to start the stream.
he acts normal in front of the camera but his eyes keep sliding down to the comments trying to find you there. He tries to mask it by reading and replying to other people's comments even though he doesn't truly care.
- You've been a fan of Yandere Voice Actor ever since you heard them in your favorite anime. Their melodic voice gave the character such life and realism that you couldn't help but intently listen to their voice every time their character appeared on screen. You went as far as to find a compilation of that particular character's voice and kept them on repeat while doing some chores.
- After hearing Yandere Voice Actor's voice on loop for, pretty much the entire day, you decided to look deeper into their career and see what other anime or shows they have appeared on. Quickly finding a treasure hord of content, you begin to watch every single thing they have ever been on. Doesn't matter if you hate the show or find it agonizing to watch it all the way through, whenever Yandere Voice Actor's voice finally enters the scene, you feel as if you were given a refreshing soda can while in the middle of the desert. Absolute bliss ♡
- You immediately become Yandere Voice Actor's #1 fan. Making compilations of their voice for others to hear, buying merch of the characters they voice, sending fan letters and messages through social media praising them for their achievements and their talent, making entire accounts just dedicated to them, listening to every interview they ever appear in, and so much more. You are already planning to book a flight and a hotel reservation when you find out they are going to be at an anime convention outside of your country, with special passes to their respective pannel and ready to finally talk to them.
- When you arrive at the convention, enter Yandere Voice Actor's panel and finally see them face to face, in real life... you just cry. You are so overwhelmed with emotion that you can't help but shakily smile as you watch them talk with the other panelists and answer questions from the fans. You aren't able to fully listen to the whole panel, only listening to Yandere Voice Actor's answers and chatter. They looked so... free, and incredibly happy to boot. Right after the panel is over, you immediately run to the meet-and-greet booths, finding theirs and patiently waiting in line for your turn. You are filled with so much emotion and excitement and have an entire speech prepared for them! But... when your turn comes, and you shake their hand for the very first time...
"Thank you for coming today!"
"Thank you..."
"Pardon?"
"Thank you so much for being born..."
- You can't help the tears that fell down your cheeks as you look down at the floor. You can't face them like this, so you quickly apologize and leave the booth, the building, and directly into your hotel room. As you lay in bed, embarrassed out of your mind, a message appears...
- Yandere Voice Actor is intrigued by the person they've just met. Sure, they have had their fair amount of instances in where fans confess ridiculous things during a meet-and-greet. Love confessions, death threats, speeches comparing them to a god... so on and so forth. Luckily, the con had good security, so they were ready for it to be a long, boring day shaking sweaty hands, only for later to intensely clean them afterward. Yet, a fan surprised them above them all. You were clearly an emotional and sensitive person, no doubt, with all the crying and shaking, it reminded them of a pathetic wet cat. And that small... compliment?
"Thank you for being born..."
- Yandere Voice Actor is... interested in a fan, you specifically, for the very first time. It doesn't take them too long to find a private detective to find out about you and for a hacker to find your social media accounts. They were intrigued, to say the least. Perhaps this could be their first time making friends with someone outside their work? So they decided to send you a small message.
"Hi! Thank you for such kind words. I'm very flattered. Hope we can talk more later"
- You can't believe your eyes. Yandere Voice Actor messaged you back... How is this real!? Are you dreaming?! This can't be true! You pretty much freak out for an hour or two before finally responding back.
"Hello! I'm so glad you took time off your busy schedule to message me back! And of course we can talk whenever you want! It's an honor!"
- Yandere Voice Actor thought you were a bit desperate, but it didn't turn them off. You might act like any other rabid fan, but they wouldn't care to talk to you more. Maybe you two could even meet up! It's alright for them... They are sure you would do anything for them if they simply said the word, probably wouldn't tell a soul either...
warnings: mention of anxiety and panic attacks just at the start.
summary: y/n and Jisung are in a long distance relationship since a couple months, they met because y/n it's a Stay, Jisung couldn't leave his mind from her during the after days and you guys casually met. Then everything came naturally, but you guys never met each other after that.
The first time your phone rang was from Chan.
'He's panicking', 'I can't calm him down', 'please call him', that's all you remember from that first phone call. You sat on your bed, with trembling hands and sweaty palms, your gaze falling from your suitcase inside the closet at the call that rings.
You don't know what time it is, you're not focus enough to know, you put your phone on the parquet while you take out your travel trolley, filling it with the first clothes you find. It's the middle of the night, your roommate sleeps peacefully while your chest rises and falls in terror. Why isn't jisung answering the phone?
"Hello?"
His voice is a whisper, you clearly hear how he's shaking, you could almost frame his figure on the floor in his bedroom as he clutches the phone to his ear, "y/n? 's everything okay? it's three in the morning there. "
Oh, three in the morning.
In Seoul however, it's ten in the morning, but you don't care, "Chan said he can't calm you down, what - do you, want to talk about it?" Silence. Jisung doesn't answer you, but you can still hear him sobbing.
You can only hear a clear beep-beep at the end of the call, as you close the zipper of your suitcase. You don't care what time it is, you don't care if you forget something behind, you grab your backpack with battery charger and your phone running out of your apartment.
The taxi ride is short, silent, while you fill your boyfriend with messages, you're not angry, you're not mad at him for hanging up like that. You know him too well to know that right now he's not even looking at his phone right now, the panic in him it's so much that you can imagine him perfectly in his room under his blankets. In a couple of hours, after you fly across the world to see him, you'll do anything to calm him down.
You're wearing your pajamas, an oversized shirt, and a pair of shorts, funny socks and a pair of inside shoes when most of your savings are for that one-way ticket to see your boyfriend. You're not even complaining, that's fine with you. You just need to be there for him. Which unfortunately doesn't always happen.
You sit on one of the cold metal chairs in front of the gate, surrounded by a few people, the few crazy people who don't even look at you, too tired from waiting for the seven in the morning flight. You pick up your phone and decide to text Chan.
It's the first time you've done something so crazy for someone.
Even if when you love, you love hard.
People notice it, understand it, but don't always appreciate it.
Your first relationship was with a person who didn't care about this attention, he always made you feel wrong. From there you had decided that the affection you show should only be given to best friends and family. Nothing more and nothing less. You were the hopeless romantic, always looking for a big love to fill your heart, to make you smile even when you're already smiling.
Then when you met Jisung things got a little different, at the concert you couldn't take your eyes off him from the first song until the end of the concert. You were trying to not feel too delusional, because com'on. Why you? Why you in a full crowd of people? In your mind that was even too much to think about. The following days while you were wandering around the city it almost seemed like a mirage to meet him. You guys talked. Talked so much that you lost time, almost making him late for his flight back to Seoul - he was so close to stay there. He wanted to, he wanted to stay with you.
That was your first and only date.
During the whole fly you never texted to anyone.
You just left, without an explanation because Jisung needed you, would you do that again? of course. Yes, 100%, All the time.
When you get down the plane with your cozy pyjamas and your stuff you find a member of the staff of Stray Kids with a sign, 'y/n'. You just get close bow in the most gently way possible. Your hair in disorder, your tired face for not having sleeping anything during the flight makes itself felt. From the airport to Jisung's dormitory, while the staff informs of your arrival in Chan, you managed to rest.
You are in front of his room, struggling to handle your heart pumping faster than usual in your ribcage while with a trembling hand you grasp the handle. Over the course of time, Jisung filled you with messages, to which you responded calmly and patiently, comforting him as best you could. But now, knowing that you're damn close to him, you can't give yourself peace.
You suddenly take a step back putting your head in your hands with a grunt, what if he doesn't want to see you? he's not waiting for you, what if he doesn't want you there?
However, your worries are immediately replaced with a heart full of love because the door is opened, and Jisung is now looking at you with two red eyes from crying and his mouth slightly open.
“y/n?”
He whispers, as if you were a mirage, you quickly open your arms, with a big smile on your face, ready to melt with him. His hair are a mess, he's still wearing his pyjamas as you, but he doesn't lose time to lift you up from the floor, holding you from the back of your thighs to have you completely against his body.
"you came."
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enews SPOTTED: Jack Harlow and a mysterious woman leaving the concert hall this evening. 👀👀👀
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flapjackharlow Um..what??
keepingupwithjack This is sad...but did you see her? Like wow!
thenewsonjack Okay, so apparently she is a fan..and living our dream right now which is just so unfair.
➡Jack’sgirl No way!!! I kinda love it.
The nervousness you felt nearly knocked you off your feet as you moved from the car. His hand instantly reached for yours as he walked around to meet you; the snaps of the camera had you ducking your head and into his side as you both moved to the hotel.
“You okay?” He whispered and opened the door for you whilst he played with your fingers in what Jack hoped was a comforting manner. “Yes, promise.” You hummed up at him and finally being away from the paps allowed you to breath.
You saw my interpretation of a boxer becoming obsessed with a fan what would be your interpretation and what boxer would be the most dangerous personally I love seeing your interpretation
It’s on it!
Mr.Sandman
He would be the most dangerous person to have an obsession either romantic or platonic. He is feared by many except little Mac,the only man who beat him. He wouldn’t be shocked but the obsession starts after he sees you at almost ALL of his matches. Of course you were one of the fans who wouldn’t really speak just handed him a gift that had your online username so he looked you up and once he did he saw how much fanart you made of all of the boxers of course you had some other stuff but he felt jealous?
The reason why he would be dangerous is because he could kill anyone if he wished to,he’s physically stronger then most men and women so your only hope would be little max but then again you aren’t getting away.
"(Y/n)!" a familiar voice called. You turned around quickly seeing Len running towards you. He stopped and caught his breath for a second as he smiled at you overly exhausted from so much dancing and singing. You could see the very sweat accumulated on his smooth skin.
He worked so hard, you thought.
"Are you alright?" you asked worried about his health. "Maybe you danced too much..."
He smiled wearily to reassure you even though you kept your worry close at hand. "I'm quite alright. Dancing and singing this much is normal for me, you don't have to worry. I'll be okay."
You returned the smile even though you thought he wouldn't be okay. "If you say so. Just remember to drink lots of water!" you say importantly.
He chuckled at your persistence and nods. "I'll make sure of it."
He opened his mouth to ask you something but was interrupted as Rin came, a bundle of joy and untamed excitement, as she hugged Len tightly from behind around his neck. They greeted each other and you couldn't help but crack a smile at their loving sibling relationship.
"Sorry, if I'm stealing his attention from you," she said directing her speech towards you, " but I just wanted to let Len know I'm leaving with my partner."
You nodded in understanding knowing she was talking about the person who took her as their Idol. Who wondered who that could be since Rin was such an energetic soul and child at heart.
"So that means," she said dragging her last word out a bit, letting go of Len, putting her hands on her hips childishly. "You guys have to hurry up too and figure out where you're going to go too. It won't be long until the night ends and tomorrow you'll have to have your date."
Len smiled sheepishly, embarrassed as he scratched the back of his neck. You were exactly the same way hands clasped together as you stared at your feet.
She laughed at both your nervous behaviors. "Well, I'm going to go and leave you two lovebirds alone. See ya later!"
With that, she left leaving you both alone. You slowly raised your gaze seeing him shyly looking back at you. Before you were able to say anything he spoke first.
"Rin...Rin is right. You need to figure out where you would like to go and as your Idol I would like you to choose the destination."
You were very grateful for him letting you choose the designated location for the so-called date, but pondering the tough decision. After few mere seconds, you instantly knew exactly what to do.
"I would," you started, choosing your next words, "I would like for you to choose. We are partners for a day, I would like to know more about you. You can choose."
For a second you thought you would be rejected but you're hopes were not crushed as Len's face instantly lit up.
"You would like for me to choose?" He asked in slight confusion yet overall with eagerness.
You nodded, tucking a strand of (H/c) behind your ear, fidgeting because you were still embarrassed at having his attention. "Of course I would. Have you...have you never chosen before?"
Len's eyes cast downward, then looked back into yours after a brief pause in your conversation.
"Never. The ladies always pick where we go. It's usually to go shopping in a grand mall since they've never been to Tokyo before. You seemed different though. You are different. Thank you," he exclaimed smiling brightly as he ruffles his own hair.
You giggled standing up a bit straighter. "T Where would you like to go then? I've never been to Tokyo either. So I'm fine with any place you decide."
Len put his hands on his hips like Rin had done earlier, contemplating the decision. Suddenly he chuckled. "I know exactly where to go."
"And where would that be?" you asked.
"An amusement park," he declared confidently.
"An amusement park?"
"An amusement park!" he repeated.
"Why there?" you questioned genuinely curious about his choice.
He looked down at you his eyes noticeably softening. "I've never been. All my life I've never had the pleasure to do as I please. Never been able to get a choice in what I wish. I've read all about the joy, amazing rides, and crazy food at amusement parks yet never have I, myself, had the joy of experiencing such a wonderful thing. It's the perfect place to go, is it not?"
You nodded quickly, sure to not show hesitance. "Yes, it seems like a wonderful place. We'll go early in the morning then? 8:00 alright?"
"Yes. My limo will pick you up."
He noticed your eyes widen at his statement and quickly spoke to reassure you.
"It's alright! I'll be inside, so you won't have to worry about being alone!" he hurriedly says.
You physically relax. "Thank you. You've done so much for me already."
"There's no need to thank me, I look forward to spending tomorrow with you."
"Me too, Len."
~*~*~*~
That night instead of having a restless sleepless night your body sank into the cushions of your high ranked hotel bed letting you sleep soundly. On one hand, you thought it was because the hotel was amazing, but on the other, you thought it may have been because of Len.
The way he smiled at you made your insides go aflutter with thousands of butterflies grazing your rib cage everytime you moved. He was amazing. More amazing than you had originally thought.
Another thing was he was more human than you had thought. Not that you thought Len was some kind of animatronic. You had just thought he was programmed to be like a human. To learn Len had real feelings instead of them being magically created and programmed inside his brain warmed you inside. That meant he had ones he cared for. Ones he didn't care for. Someone he loved.
Just thinking of it brought a bright red to flood your cheeks and warm the air around you.
Listening to the silent breaths of (B/f/n) as they slept reminded you too you should be sleeping. Snuggling into your fluffy pillow your head was filled with the endless voice of Len. And with that, your were captured into a night filled with wonderful dreams.
~*~*~*~
"See you at the airport," you said waving fondly at (B/f/n).
They waved back a smile on their own face as they followed Kaito, their own chosen Idol. "Of course, have fun!"
Wandering to the edge of the sidewalk you waiting only about five minutes before a long, sleek, and dark black limo pulled up to the edge of the curb. The door opened up, revealing Len as he stepped out to greet you.
"Did you wait long?" he asked worried you may have been standing outside the hotel for too long.
"No," you replied shaking your head. "My friend just got picked up by Kaito, I wanted to see her off and soak up this glorious sun."
Len chuckled looking at the sky. "The sun is beautiful in Tokyo in the summer isn't it?" he said more to himself.
Even so, you spoke a simple, "Yes, it is."
Len nodded once, imprinting the image of you looking at the slowly rising sun, opening the limo door back up. "After you."
You giggled at his small antics as you thanked him, stepping into the car and scooting over for him to sit down. Upon his entering and shutting the door, he quickly told the driver where to go.
It wasn't long before you had both been dropped off a mere block or so away so people wouldn't see you. Len pulled out sunglasses that had been concealed in his pockets, looking at them like they were poison.
"Something wrong?" you asked, but didn't receive a reply. You lightly touched his shoulder to get him out of the trance he seemed to be in. "Len?"
The moment your fingers weighed on his shoulder and you spoke his name he suddenly snapped out of his thoughts, looking at you.
"Yes?"
"Are you alright? I've never seen you look so angry at a pair of sunglasses before. Os something wrong?"
He sighed a bit looking back down at them and back towards you. "All my life I've had to hide who I am for the fear of paparazzi, the press, and crazy fans from finding me. It's been hard. I can never go anywhere without wearing things like these. I'm surprised they still do things like this. Letting us be able to go into the outside world without fear of us getting hurt in some way. I just want to be normal. Have fun like a normal high school teenager."
You nodded in understanding, easing the sunglasses away from his tight grip. You studied them, though they were quite simple, turning to Len.
"Don't worry. With me here I promise you won't get hurt. And you'll have fun, like any other normal teenager," you vowed, softly pushing the glasses on his face. "You'll have to put up with having to wear these the whole time, but other than that I can grant you any wish you want."
Len's eyes started to water at your kind and thoughtful words, thankful the glasses hid his eyes at a moment like this.
"Can I make my first wish now?"
"Sure, anything!"
"Can we ride the teacups first?"
You let out a heart filled laugh at his simple and very pure request. He could have made any wish and that was what he came up with? He was too cute.
"Of course."
~*~*~*~
Time passed fast. Filled with endless rides and crazy food creations at food trucks. You both would remember this night forever.
Your carefree giggles floated through the hair like music to Len's ears. "So," you started stopping to look at Len over the huge mound of cotton candy you held on the small cone, similar to his. "What was it like. Being a normal teenager and having fun?"
"To be honest...," he said, making you freeze up momentarily. Had he not enjoyed the time you two spent together? You almost thought of apologizing till he continued. "It was just amazing. I have no others words to explain it if I did I most certainly would. I've never felt so alive and free to do what I wanted with someone else. Nobody even noticed who I was. That's new!"
"That makes me glad. I was hoping you enjoyed yourself," you said picking a small piece of cotton candy and throwing it into your mouth.
"Though...there is something I want before we leave."
"And that is?"
"My last wish for the night." You nodded following his words.
"What would that be?"
"A kiss."
Your (Pale/White/Brown/Etc.) skin flared pink at his casual invitation. Before you got stutter out a reply of 'What!?' he had already taken off his glasses and proceeded to grab you tightly by the waist, lightly placing a chaste kiss to your (Plump/Thin/Etc.) lips.
After he parted you could see his blue eyes gleaming with mischief. He chuckled at you flustered state.
"You really thought I was innocent. I'm still as old as you. Older actually," he confidently. He then licked his lips grinning. "You taste sweet."
"T-thanks," you mumbled out. "At first I thought you were cute and handsome gentlemen. I guess your those things and mischievous."
He smiled interlocking your hands together. You accepted cling to him closely as you made your way through the amusement park, seeing the exit not so far away.
"When you leave I want to say goodbye to you at the airport. I want to also keep in contact. If that's alright with you," he said looking sideways at you."
You nodded. "I would like that very much, Len."
"I'll count the days until I see you again. Nobody will take you away from me. I'm your Idol," he said puffing his chest out a bit to show his authority.
You giggled. "Yes, Len. You are my idol."
*
I swear Len almost showed his Yandere side at the end a bit! 😂😂
It is finally done. Three Parts.
It was supposed to be shorter, only one part but writing is fun.
