Helluva Boss: Loona one-shots

Hockey! Loona x human! M! reader

Requested by: CadaverShadows

In the living world, Loona was disguised as a hockey player who belonged to a team that you enjoyed watching in the stands of tournaments. Of course, Loona was your favorite player and you make sure that your friends got an ear full about how great she could maneuver around the court.

However, you were not the type of person to act outrageous or embarrassing around your peers, such as painting your entire body and standing up holding flags of the team while having a little too much to drink.

Also, Loona did not know that she would meet her number one fan most unexpectedly, neither did she know that she had fans at all. In fact, the thought of her having fans made her feel positively strange.

As she gracefully skidded around the opposing team on the ice, she accidentally hit the puck a little too hard, causing the puck to lift from the ice and fly into the stands.

The puck managed to travel far enough for it to hit you in the head, making you hold the spot in pain.

Loona's eyes widened in fear as she realized she hurt someone for the first time in a while. Not that she has hurt thousands of others in the past, it's just something she would like to ignore.

Soon after, a new puck was given to both teams, and the game continued its course. And, since Loona was the player who carried, their team won. The audience in the stadium roared in excitement and naturally died down as time went onward.

However, the thought of her hitting someone with a hockey puck was something she could not shake off. With whatever spare time she had, she wanted to possibly find you and apologize. Loona had a keen memory, so she already knew what you look like.

"Hey, you there!" She calls out to you as you began to walk out of the stadium along with the others.

"Loona!" You reply, but the sudden excitement accelerated the pain around the spot she hit you, making you respond with an "ow".

She hissed and cringed by the sight of your injury. "Listen, I am so sorry. I know you probably hate me now, and that's okay."

"What? You're literally my number one fan! How can I be mad at you? You could punch me a hundred times and I would still not be upset." You provide some reassurance.

She blushed slightly at the fact that you were a fan of her specifically, but questioned your logic, nonetheless, and chuckled. "First of all, that's a very unhealthy way to live. But, please, is there anything I can do to help with that, er, ugly bump on your head?" She hesitantly points to it.

"Yeah, I can stay a little longer if you want me to."

She sighed with relief. "Good. I just don't want you to walk out of here looking like that."

"Obviously, I think you're pretty. That's one of the main reasons why I am allowing you to do this. I'm Y/N, by the way."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

Loona took you to a quiet and private area to change forms without the living world knowing.

"Close your eyes," She said.

"Why?"

She sighs. "Just do it, and don't open them!"

Though you thought it was strange, you did so anyway, and Loona transformed into her hellhound form. Since her healing powers were a bit stronger than the average wolf, she held your shoulders and leaned to lick the spot where you got hit, and the "ugliness" she mentioned before began to clear up.

"I lied to you. I lied to everyone." Loona spoke in a weak tone.

"What are you talking about?"

"When you open your eyes, you promise to not freak out? I am not going to hurt you."

"I won't?" Your eyes slowly opened, as so, and before you was a large wolf creature with deep glowing red eyes and a silvery complexion. 

Your eyes widened. "I'm not afraid if that's what you're thinking. I just- I have never seen this before. This is all so new to me."

"Do you still think I'm pretty? Nevermind, you don't care." She turned away and rested her chin on her hand.

"You're still Loona, and that's all that matters. Looks do not define you. So yes, you are still pretty." You pecked her on the forehead. "Now quit acting all sad and shit. We can go to McDonald's and be pretty together."

Her sadness was replaced with a giggle that warmed you up inside. She drew an eyebrow and put her fists to her sides. "Sure. And maybe we can spray paint the walls pink 'cause we're so pretty, too."

The rest of the evening consisted of grabbing something to eat from the restaurant and a series of vandalizing various objects, and other criminal acts that only satisfied you and her in the dead of night. "Have you ever even eaten here, before?"

"I haven't had much of any living world food, honestly. So, no. Most likely not."

She took a bite of one of the chicken nuggets you ordered her. "Holy fuck, this is delicious!" Then, Loona proceeded to eat the rest of the nuggets quickly, as well as the box.

"Jesus Christ, Loona, was that really necessary?"

With her mouth full of cardboard, she says, "mhm".

Loona's forms fluctuated from hellhound to human to not be seen by the public eye. Such a mistake would be the same as validating the existence of bigfoot, perhaps, dismantling humanity as a whole.

Then again, there would be more clients to tend to back in hell, causing a helluva boom back at IMP.

After all the chaos that was stirred up by you and Loona's antics, the hellhound began to grow tired and wanted to go back to her home in hell. She sighed. "This was very fun, Y/N. It's not every day that someone like you would want to participate in doing bad shit just for sport."

"As long as it's with you. I don't care what I do."

"Again, unhealthy." Loona snapped her fingers and opened the hell portal. "Perhaps, we should do this again? Give me a call?"

"Oh, of course."

She pecked you on the lips and smiled. "Great. I knew you would." She stepped in. "I'll see you tomorrow, little human."

When the portal officially closed, you began to turn red and giggle. That night, you went home and had a hard time sleeping because of how overwhelmingly excited you were to see her once again, tomorrow.