PRETTY VOICE | HOODIE

C H A P T E R 9

A/n: Give me name suggestions for the dog in the last chapter! I named him Arrow, but I'm open for suggestions!

"Wait, really?! You can actually do that for me?"

Hoodie looked toward Y/n, regretting what he said the moment it came out of his mouth.

"Err I-"

"Thank you Thank you! You have no clue how much this means to me." The now happy girl gave him a quick side hug. In that time, Hoodie stiffened and felt his face go completely red. How could he say no at this point?

"Yeah, no problem..."

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"Hey Nightmare, can I talk to you about something?" The hooded man asked, opening the door to his coworkers room. As per usual, she was doing something with Masky. This time it being her painting and him watching or whatever.

"Hey Hoods! Yeah sure, let me just kick Masky out."

"What why?"

"Because he didn't ask to talk to you. Now shoo." Masky groaned and got up to leave. The pair, Masky and Hoodie, gave a quick glance towards each other as they walked opposite directions.

"Well he's been acting weird." Hoodie commented, sitting on the floor across from the girl.

"Tell me about it. The other day I found him hanging out with Toby the other day. I think he might be mad at me." Y/n responded, going back to her painting. Masky was onto him.

"So anyway, what did you want to talk about?" Hoodie took a deep sigh. There really wasn't any reason to get nervous. Nightmare respected him as much as he did towards her. After all, she was one of the only people he could sort of tolerate.

"Ok, this might sound odd coming out of me-"

"You want me to paint the wall of your room?" Hoodie rolled his eyes under his mask. There was two things he disliked: Being interrupted and having his thoughts be predicted. Because well, oh come on. How would you like it if people knew your next move or talked over you?

"Not necessarily no. It's for someone else..." He trailed off. Nightmare quirked her head to the side. He never seemed like it at first glance, but Hoodie was definitely the awkward type. He hated talking to people and kept to himself rather often.

"I have no clue what you're hinting at but I feel like I should be scared."

"You have to promise to not tell anyone." The girl nodded wearily, giving him a look of uneasiness.

"I made a promise to this...person, that I would let you paint their wall." Nightmare gave the smallest smile as she started to connect the dots.

"It's a human, isnt it?"

"Yeah..." Hoodie trailed off. They both sat in silence, The brown haired girl seeming to be in too much thought.

"Okay I'll do it. But I have a condition."

"Fucking shit this stuff never goes good." Y/n chuckled at the comment and shook her head.

"I want to meet this uh...person." She awkwardly said, her hands a mess of paint. Hoodie gave a glare that one would say would cut daggers.

"Nightmare I swear on your fucking life..." A knife appeared on her neck, though instead of being scared, a wide smile and a crazy look in her eyes appeared on her face.

"Don't put your fucking hands are her." There was a long pause before he spoke again.

"She's mine."