For Fun (Grian x reader)

Red

⚠️Angst! Death! Killing rampage! You've been warned!⚠️

I woke up, finding myself inside arms surrounded in red, thick cloth. I looked up, only to see a colourful display of feathers. Then I remembered everything. I was having what I liked to call a 'Double hug'. Grian would wrap both his arms and wings around me, causing more comfort then a normal hug could ever do. My yellow eyes moved to look at the sleeping face of Grian next to me. He had a soft smile on, clearly having a peaceful, good dream. I had had a dreamless, restless slumber. I never really got into deep sleep, since I had spawned into my own world.

I smiled, remembering how I had looked up at the sky in wonder. I had been very young back then, only 10 years old. (A/N: when a player spawns there 10, cuz they'd die immediately if they were a baby.) I carefully unwrapped Grian's arms from my body, frowning at the next task. I wouldn't be easy to get his wings off of me, but still not wake him up. After a minute, I came up with my solution. I ducked underneath them. However, my work was for nothing, as I watched while Grian's arms searched for the thing they'd been holding onto, before Grian himself slowly awakened.

"Morning Y/N..." He said groggily. "Good morning sleepy head." I replied. "Uggh..." He groaned. "Note to self: He's not a morning kinda guy." I said. He grabbed my sleeve, tugging me towards the bed. "5 more minutes for us..." He muttered. I easily shook his tired arm off, shaking my head with a grin. "Nope! We can't stay in bed, Ren's outside!" I shouted. At hearing the name 'Ren', Grian shot up out of bed and went straight for the window. "So that's how you wake up!" I said mischievously.

He narrowed his eyes at me, pouting. "Well, congrats. I won't be able to go back to sleep now." He grumbled. "What do you want, a medal?" My grin widened. "Made of pure diamonds." I joked. "No. You get this." He threw a pillow at me. If I threw it back, it would start a war, so I put it back on the bed. He reached for my hand, looking at me as a way of asking for permission. I smiled, granting it. He smiled back, before grabbing my hand and leading me outside. 

But, when we left through the front door, Scar was there with Pizza and a sheep on a lead. I looked at the sheep and saw it had a name tag, reading 'Mr. Bubbles'. (Work with me! The bee is a sheep okay?!) "Scar..." I said with a annoyed tone. "Why must you tame everything you see?" He smiled. "Meet Mr. Bubbles, I call him Bubby for short!" He exclaimed, and innocent tone of voice in his sentence.

"Your red, yet you just tame sheep and name them Bubby." Grian said. Scar pulled out his juke box, and put in a disc. A jolly voice started playing from it. "Welcome to the HBCBS!" The voice greeted. "Oops! Wrong one!" Scar said. He then put in the music disc Cat. Grian looked at it with a dissapointed face. "Do you have Chirp?" He asked Scar. I put in Chirp, to which they both gawked at me. "I never knew you had that!" Grian exclaimed. "How'd you get it?" I put my hand on my chin, appearing to be thinking.

"Threats, bribery, flattery, blackmail, kidnapping..." I listed off jokingly. "Good for you." Grian and Scar said in sync. "Anyways, I came because I wanted to discuss plans for Dogwarts." Scar said, explained his visit reasoning. "Oh! Come in, I can make us something." I said. It was like a flip switched in my brain, and I was now on 'Host Mode'. Fussing everywhere, I built a table and some chairs quickly, placing them down.

"I can do the cooking!" Grian volunteered. I glanced at him. "I've tasted your cooking, we're not going to give Scar the same trauma." He gasped, doing a mock offended face. "How dare-" "Yeah yeah, save it for later." I interrupted him. After a bit more arguing and some of me cooking, we let Scar in, a jar of cookies prepared in a bowl. He sat down on a chair, intertwining his hands together in a business man fashion.