~ʚ In Love with a... fallen Angel? ɞ~ || Armaros x reader || Vs. Big Brother

~ʚ Chapter I ɞ~

~Wake up babe, Tay updated chapter 1~

(This is more updated version of the chapter 1 I wrote few years back. Enjoy if anyone's reading)  

~Your POV~ 

Today was the day you finally moved away from your annoying parents. Your name is Y/N L/N. You're 24 and recently found a new job; an excuse to leave your old one. You happily moved into a new apartment away from your parents and close to your best friend's place. You didn't really like your parents. They are pretty neglectful and some shitty stuff too. Y/S was/were cool though. They were always there for you when you needed it... you were glad to have them at least. 

Right now, you're unpacking your stuff while pretending to be in a fanfiction. 'I should focus on it before I break something... I have a lot of unpacking to do...' you thought to yourself and sighed before starting to unpack with more focus. 'I should move my lazy ass faster- This will definitely take a while.' You sighed again-

You were unpacking with your favorite playlist on in the background. You have to admit... it feels kind of lonely to be alone. 'Don't think like that Y/N, you're away and in peace now' You tried not to drown in your own thoughts and kept working. You hate to admit, you already miss how your sibling would annoy you for no reason whatsoever. Do they miss you too? Who knows... Your parents certainly don't.

Two hours have passed... You only finished fixing the bed... you put some clothes in the closet too but. 'Yikes I need to properly put everything...' you thought to yourself. You still had some furniture to put in place. You're usually a lazy person but you feel motivated to make this place... well, livable as it was now your own. "Can't believe two hours is already gone..." you said out loud, but you immediately looked around only to remember you live alone now. You turned up the music and decide to sit on your bed for a second to rest.

Right then, the doorbell rings. You let out a silent groan and stood up again, walking over to the door. You weren't the most extroverted person, but you could enjoy some company... It wouldn't hurt knowing some of the neighbors, right? You hope you don't regret this.

When you open the door, you saw a little girl and a boy who seemed to be a teenager. You hope he's not annoying- Not judging though. You just had bad experiences with teenagers. Well teen boys mostly, what's with teen boys hitting on adults sometimes. 

They introduced themselves. They two siblings living next door with their aunts apparently. The boy with white fluffy hair and pitch-black horns was Zack. He immediately reminds you of Cherry, my best friend's brother's girlfriend. Unlike her demon form, he doesn't have purple skin. He was 19 while the little girl with same white hair but a greenish tip was Zion, a 12-year-old. The two seemed nice.

"Oh, you have some unpacking to do..." Zack said looking that the boxes behind you. You felt a bit embarrassed when he mentioned it. "We can help if you want!" Zion suddenly said with excitement "No- thanks I'll can handle this myself-" you said... But then an idea popped up in your mind. "Say Zack... you're a demon, right? Help me here and I'll pay 30 dollars" you offered in a fast pace. Zach stayed quiet for a moment. Almost as if he was scanning you to see if you're telling the truth. You were. And finally- he said "alright bet-"

Another hour passed by... All of you were done unpacking everything and putting everything in place. Zack did most of the heavy lifting being able make everything weightless because... he's a demon- You yapped about Cherry and her family while you guys were at it. Zack seemed to know them and from the look of it, he didn't like them... as per usual. "Oh, dude thanks a lot!" you said as you handed him the money. He seems to just nod and take it before finally mumbling a "Welcome" you gave Zion some chocolates too and soon they left.

You were alone again... but that was enough socializing for the day. You didn't have dinner since you just moved. And... you weren't in the mood to make dinner for yourself either. It was now 9 pm, You changed your outfit (you wear the outfit you prefer) to go to the nearest conventional store to get dinner. You just grabbed your phone and a necklace that has a tiny knife inside just for safety. Michael gave it to you a while back. You're that type of person that goes through a lot but somehow survives.

It was pretty late now... you were just walking in different alleyways to get to know the area better since you're new. You weren't afraid because you believed you had good enough fighting skills. Overconfident much? yep definitely. Suddenly you stopped walking as you heard a male voice nearby "This works perfectly fine now..." the voice said... you got curious on who it could be. You should probably stop watching detective dramas- You assumed it was coming from the nearest alleyway and... you were right.

You peeked from the side of the alleyway and saw a guy carefully checking his gun... Oh, great heavens, this will be interesting. he has light brown hair which reminded you of chocolate milk. He seemed cute- um probably shouldn't call him cute because he could be some sick murderer- You had a sick obsession with criminal characters, but he was real., You kept your guards up.

As you were actually lost in my own narrative thoughts, your eyes fell on his halo... They were pitch black with the shades of red, a broken halo... then I noticed his wing... it had brownish red stains? Was he a fallen angel or something? You took note to let Michael know later. A ringing suddenly interrupted your thoughts, and oh unlucky you, your phone was the one ringing, catching the possibly murderer's attention. "Shit-" I say in panic "WHO'S THERE?!" The unknown fallen angle shouts looking around making me gulp in nervousness. 'I need to get out of here-'

CHAPTER COMPLETED...
CONTINUE? 

A/N: Making things lore accurate is kinda hard man.