“Let’s see what you’re all about Papa V…”
Creature!FatedMates!Perpetua x M!Reader
Here is the male version of the first chapter of my Papa V fic!
Rush hour in the ministry was not for the faint of heart, especially when you have a new papa emerging at such short notice. With Perpetua making his sudden debut it had everyone on their toes…especially a certain brother of sin who had a passion for sewing and fashion design. A man with silky hair sat hunched over a desk, a hand crumpling his hair as he death grips a sketching pencil. The papers in front of him had a wide variety of designs, but nothing seemed to stick. The messy scribbles that he calls handwriting littered the pages, criticizing the smallest of details. Normally he’d move on with his life and just get the project done, but this was the newest papa we were talking about. His designs for Copia when he was papa were a smashing hit with the fans, meaning he had to blow these new costumes out of the water, they had to be perfect. He continued to stare at the sketch in front of him, analyzing it, a sudden knock drew his attention away from the page.
He huffs, softly shaking his head. He leans back in his chair, trying to cover his anxious posture with a more relaxed one. A taller, masculine ghoul enters through the door, ducking to avoid hitting his antlers on the elegant door frame. The taller ghoul approaches, smiling softly with his hands behind his back. A soft sigh escapes him, as a gentle smile emerges on his face.
“Hello mountain, how may I help you?”
He leans forward onto his desk, clasping his hands in front of him. From the looks of it, Mountain just came from the garden, a bit of dirt speckled on his face and hands. It always warmed his heart knowing the ghouls took pride in human activities, he knows what it’s like to not feel human. Mountain finally speaks, his voice soft as he reveals a bouquet of flowers.
“Us ghouls wanted to thank you for all of your hard work on our costumes this week, we can see how stressed you are…so we each picked out a flower that reminded us of you and your strong ambition.”
His heart squeezes, he was a sucker for feeling appreciated. As a child he always had to work ten times as hard to get appreciation from his peers and higher ups. He slowly gets up, circling the desk. He now stands in front of Mountain, with delicate hands he takes the bouquet. His smile widening as he gives Mountain a side hug, being cautious to not damage the delicate flowers. He takes a step back, sighing.
“Thank you guys…you have no idea how grateful I am. With everything going on with Perpetua I haven’t had the best mind set n’ all. It’s been rough to say the least.”
He shimmied his hands as he talked, portraying his rocky mood. He looks at the flowers, then back to Mountain, his eyes widened with a sudden thought. He quickly pops the flowers into a conveniently empty vase on his desk
“Now that I think about it. I already have your costume designs made and finalized. I just need to re-measure everyone just in case. Why don’t you pass along the message for everyone to start making their way down to my office sometime in the next week or two?”
Mountain hums, an amusing smirk tugging at his lips. He then shakes his head, he approaches him, putting his hands on his shoulders. He then speaks, looking down at him with soft eyes.
“How about you take a break? That sounds good to me. I’ve heard through the grape vine that you haven’t been seen at the dining hall in weeks. Your friends have even said you’ve been eating in here. Which if I remember is breaking one of your rules for your office. Don’t think I forgot how you chewed out swiss for eating a granola bar in here. Then maybe instead of fretting about us ghouls, you talk to the man whose costumes are seemingly driving you to insanity?”
His eyes widened. Damn he just called him out. Maybe Mountain was right…a break would be nice. Mountain takes a step back, analyzing his face. He hummed as he processed Mountain’s advice. He slowly leaned back onto his desk, a hand raising to rest on his chin. After a moment of silence Mountain speaks again.
“It really takes you that long to debate on taking care of yourself?”
Mountain’s arms are now crossed, his hip popped out. Sass and sarcasm lace his words. He scoffs, chuckling, for such a “soft” ghoul Mountain could sass anyone with zero hesitation.
“Fine fine, a couple day break it is. I’ll talk to V and set up a time to figure everything out, but after that it’s measurement week! No avoiding it.”
Mountain chuckles softly. Last time he did measurements for the ghouls dew couldn’t hold his shit together, he’s always been secretly ticklish. It took a solid hour to measure just dew because he couldn’t stop squirming.
He smiles widely, clapping.
“Perfect! Now shoo so I can do my thing!”
He attempts to push Mountain out of the room, but he doesn’t budge. Mountain couldn’t contain his laughter. He takes hold of his wrists, putting them at his side.
“I think I can walk out by myself.”
Mountain chuckles one last time before turning around and leaving, the door softly shutting with a satisfying creak followed with a click. His shoulders slump, he drags his feet back to his desk. He sits, doing a quick spin in his chair. He stops, looking at his ministry issued office phone before picking it up and dialing
“Let’s see what you’re all about Papa V.”
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