Mettaton x Reader

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕍𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥 (3)

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕍𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥 (3) (The Violinist)
Mettaton (Ex) x Reader

🐉 𝐁𝐲 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥-𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 🐉 (By oriental-beast)

Sometime later, you made your way through the mansion and soon found yourself just outside the star's room. Hearing the music that was played from the other side, you were reluctant to knock sense you didn't wish to interrupt his practice,. But after you're uncle's words echoed in your mind you instead nodded firmly to yourself, then placed your hand firmly on the door and knocked. A moment later, the music had stopped and footsteps were heard first walking away, then started coming back. They then approached the door and then the sound of the door unlocking before it suddenly swung open. This caused you to freeze as your eyes locked up at the sight of the other, the one you were hoping to see now.

"Oh, hello darling~ What brings you here?" "It's Uncle (Name)... He- He is...." You took a deep breath, wanting to word this correctly as not to worry him but this was failing, and you felt the pressure build. "What's wrong? What did he say?" He stepped closer, bringing his arms up and hugged you, rubbing your back comfortable. You took a few moments to find your words, then finally continued. "He wants me to stay away from you... He doesn't want me, a noble hanging out with a 'mere servant. His words..." You muttered out the last part, with some disdain clear in his voice.

This caused Mettaton to tense before he sighed and pulled you inside. Once in his room, he released you before closing his door and then gestured for you to take a seat while he wandered away over to his small kitchen. A moment later he came back with a glass of (Drink) and offered it up to you, which you happily agreed and drank. After a couple of moments of silence until finally, you were both settled in and Mettaton began. "Darling, listen. This is important, alright?" "A-Alright?" He took one deep breath, before looking at you and offered a sad smile. "I'm honestly worried, darling. I'm worried about you..." "Why? My uncle won't do anything? He's not a violent or cruel man." "I know, but I have a feeling he might do something. But I don't want to let you go..." He said, staring at the floor.

You reached a hand for his shoulder, and once holding it which caused him to flinch before looking up at you. You both then smiled before closing the distance between yourselves and gave the other a tender kiss. A pair of soft, tender lips meeting for a few minutes before separating at last. Finally, you both remained together in his room, enjoying the silence that followed. Eventually, you came up with an idea and began planning secretly for how you would deal with your uncle's wishes. Little did you know that your uncle was a few steps ahead.

(One Week Later)

You finished you're working for the day, now you were making your way to see your star and see how he was. Maybe even get a performance even, but little did you know what you would eventually see. This became reality as you turned a corner and arrived at the hallway where Mettaton's room was located in only to freeze and what you saw. Instead of a clean and silent hallway, with maybe the faint sound of music in the background, was a door that was busted almost completely off its hedges. Instead, the door was hardly hanging on, appearing it may fall off at any moment. In the doorway was several pieces of broken wood from the door, alongside several pieces of furniture and clothing tossed around.

Walking carefully over to the doorway, nervous steps one by one, you finally peeked inside only to see the rest of the room was in a similar state. You're eyes widen before taking a few steps in and looked around the wrecked room. The dining room table and pair of chairs had been tossed around, along with several picture frames and other personal items lying all over. One thing that caused you to be horrified, then feel anger within you was the sight of his violin.