●Another time-leaper●[various x malereader]

○chap 8○

⊙No one's POV⊙

Flashback

[M/n] thought about it hard. He thought on how he could save Draken. He thought on how to stop the fight between them. He thought about how he could help Takemichi with it. But, it almost seem impossible that they fought against each other. Sure, they get pissy at times, but not to the extend of wanting to kill each other. [M/n] wanted to know more about those two, he needs all the information he can get, it can save lifes. Literally.

Fortunately, [M/n] didn't need to move a finger to make the first step. That is because, a dragon called him. It was late at night and [M/n] was ready to sleep when he got the call. He answered.

"Hey, [N/n]. You free tomorrow?"  Draken's deep voice calms [M/n]. Making the already sleepy boy sleepier.

"Hey. Yeah I'm free....Why'd you call?" [M/n] drawls out, hearing a chuckle.

"Mikey wanted to go out and eat tomorrow. He wants you there. I want you there." [M/n] hums and slopily says a soft "okay" before slipping into dreamland.

"....you awake?.......Baby?" [M/n] nodded forgetting that Draken couldn't hear him. He got used to Draken calling him that.

"Mn." It was soft but Draken heard it anyways.

"Heh. Sleep tight angel. Make sure you dream of me." Draken didn't expect an answer, so he ended the call.

Flashback end

[M/n] woke up in the morning as usual. Hair dishevelled, dark eye bags, messy appearence. He couldn't sleep yesterday, he heard what Draken had said but, instead of a dream, it was a nightmare.

Mikey's face was one of no emotions, he stood over Draken's cold body. The different sides were still fighting. Draken got stabbed in the stomach and he was hunched over on the ground. One of Mikeys supporter stabbed Draken. The knife was on the ground, Draken's blood staining it, the same goes for Draken's shirt.

The founding members tried to stop the fight but it was no use. They were blinded by hate. Takemichi was in the there, he blamed himself for not being able to save Draken.

Then the scene changed, the world that was filled with colour, turned blood red. Everybody paused, the world paused. Everybody's eyes went towards him. Takemichi's, Draken's, Mikey's, Purple hair's, everybody. They were filled with hate, they were blaming him. [M/n] felt fear crawling up his spine. He blinked, once.

They were charging at him, knife in hand. They wanted him dead.

[M/n] shook his head and slapped his cheeks. He didn't believe that nightmare, he didn't want to. So he went to get ready.

He wore something oversized again, he absolutely loves those clothes. He also thought that maybe, just maybe, he could teach Takemichi some fashion sense. Takemichi needed it, badly.

[M/n] wore a black and red striped skin tight long sleeve shirt on the inside. He later put on some skinny jeans and it was black. He got his things ready, which only consist of his wallet and phone, before putting on an oversized forest green shirt on. To top it of he styled his hair to his [F/h/s].

He gave his mom a "see you!" Before going out. His mom was a little suspicious. She kept giggling and ushering him out the house saying things like, "have fun~" or "wear protection~". Mom, chill, I'm 14.

Surprising, Mikey was waiting for him infront of his house. He wore a childish smile and he stood with his hands on his back.

"Good morning Mikey. Why are you hear? Wait no. How do you know where I live?" Mikey kept grinning. [M/n] narrowed his eyes in suspicion.