𝗟𝗠𝗞 𝗫 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗦 || 𝗠 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗚𝗡

𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖!𝕄𝕜 𝕩 𝕄!ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 || ℍ𝕠𝕞𝕖 ||

A/n: ok so like I've never wrote anything like this before so don't surprised if this turns out like shit jdhukrshs
Anyways enjoy my beloved readers!!

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Type: fluff

Platonic < romantic

Key:
Y/n - your name
F/f - Favourite food

Summary: Y/n misses home, Mk doesn't want Y/n going anywhere

Requested by: @abloodythorn

How long has it been since Y/n's been home?

Minutes.

Hours.

Days.

Y/n sat on a messed up bed, alone and cold. His left wrist chained to the bed frame, the atmosphere closed up on Y/n as he brought his knees up to his chest
and wrapped his arms around his legs, propping his chin on his knees. Time seemed to slow down for Y/n, he missed home so much.

Small tears rolled down Y/n's face as he buried his face into his knees and quietly sobbed. He was so focused on missing home that he didn't realise that the door opened, to reveal the one and only person that brought him into the very room he was stuck in, Mk. He placed his hand on Y/n's shoulder and asked, "Dear Y/n, what's wrong?~" Y/n's head shot up and his eyes landed on Mk, he held a tray of food and water in his other hand. Y/n slapped Mk's hand off his shoulder, "Don't fucking touch me." He said in a cold tone. "I thought you were supposed to be a hero, not a psychopath."

"Oh but I am a hero! I saved you from the world and now you're here safe with me!~"
Mk handed over the tray, "I made your favourite!~" He said in a happy tone.

Y/n looked at the tray and funnily enough, there was (f/f) sitting on it. Y/n was practically starving, so he hesitantly took the tray and ate slowly. Mk's eyes never left Y/n's figure, Y/n was internally screaming for Mk to leave the room as Mk's gaze made him immensely uncomfortable. As if the gods heard Y/n, Mk finally left the room and Y/n let out a heavy sigh of relief. He hated being locked up in a room for hours and hours, he wished he could escape. Escape. That's it! Y/n was going to escape and go back to the home he longed for. It couldn't be so hard right?

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Wrong. He was so wrong. Y/n has been trying to break free of the chain locked to his wrist for a good five hours, but never succeeded. He flopped down onto the bed and groaned into a pillow, how was he gonna escape if he couldn't even break free from the chain? Y/n then remembered Mk never emptied out his pockets, he only took his bag which only had his valuable stuff like his phone, wallet etc. Y/n stuffed his hand into his trouser pocket to see if he had a hairpin or something to pick the lock, he felt something small and fished it out. He found a paper clip resting in the palm of his hand and internally celebrated, Y/n bent the paper clip so it would be straight and then chewed on it. Y/n dug the paper clip into the lock of the chain and twisted it around, hoping for a click. Seconds passed before the one thing Y/n was hoping for came. Click.

The clasp around Y/n's wrist loosened and slipped off into his lap, Y/n gently placed it to the side, careful not to make a sound, and went to the door hoping it was unlocked. To Y/n's luck the door was indeed unlocked, Mk must've forgot to lock it. Y/n opened the door and crept around quietly but swiftly, he found his bag sitting on a chair and checked the inside of it, luckily it still had everything. He grabbed it and crept down a short, dark hallway hoping it would lead to an exit. But then Y/n froze, hearing the one voice he ever wanted to hear last.

"What do you think you're doing, my dear?~"

Y/n turned around to find Mk just a few metres behind him, holding a small kitchen knife. Y/n mustered up the courage to reply, "Getting away from you." And he started running but shortly halted to a stop only to find a dead end and to the right Y/n saw what they could only to assume was Mk's bedroom, he tried to turn back when suddenly Mk pinned him against the wall with the knife brushing against his cheek. Y/n dropped his bag and shielded his face with his arms letting tears flow down his face, Mk's face softened and he tossed the knife away.

"Hey, hey..Don't cry." Mk soothed, lowering Y/n's arms and cupping Y/n's face in his hands. Y/n didn't fight back this time, instead he leaned into the touch just wanting comfort at the moment, he still hated that it was Mk that was trying to comfort him.

"I want..t-to go home. Please." Y/n sobbed out.

Mk embraced Y/n into a hug and stroked his hair, "Shhhh, don't cry my dear. You'll be okay..you're with me.~" Mk affirmed to Y/n and placed kisses on his head.

Y/n tried gently pushing Mk away a few times but then gave in and cried into MK's shoulder. 'Damn my touch starved ass.' Y/n cursed internally to himself. They both stood there, Mk hugging his beloved Y/n and Y/n slightly leaning onto Mk. Y/n spoke up in a hoarse voice, "I miss my home..please I just want to go home.." There was a long pause of silence before Mk pulled away from the hug but still held Y/n, he caressed Y/n's face and wiped away the dried tears on his face. He made Y/n look up at him and said with an unsettling smile, "It's okay, you don't need to go anywhere..."

"This is your new home.~"

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A/n: OK DAMN THIS TOOK A LONG TIME- I might edit it later cuz I feel like there wasn't enough fluff...ANYWAYS TAKE CARE MY BELOVED READERS!!

Published - 1 Oct. 2022

Edited - ???