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lady-bugginette · 4 years

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Rose Painted Glasses (A Lila Exposed Fic)

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Inspired by @chatonbean post.

The first part is by another lovely user by the name of @time-is-a-pain. This is their original post here.

The part after this one, that I will make sure is indicated, is by another amazing user @lenoreofraven. Their original post is also here. Their entry is after the cut.

I want to quickly thank both of the amazing people above for letting me use their additions for setting up this fic. It is very much a collaborative effort between many talented writers, I cannot take entire credit for this. 😏

time-is-a-pain’s entry:

Nathaniel had noticed lately that a bunch of the art Lila claimed as hers were in wildly different styles. At first he tried to rationalize it, maybe she’d been branching out style-wise? Maybe she hadn’t actually found her own style yet?

It got much harder to rationalize away the differences when he caught a glimpse of an oddly colored part of a background. Only a shade or two off, but it was there. And it looked like it might cover a signature? Now that he was thinking about it, only a few of the art Lila had shown the class had a signature.

It was harder, but it was Lila. They’d talked a lot about how horrible it felt to have your hard work stolen like that. She wouldn’t steal from anyone. Right?

Nathaniel shuddered, he hated the idea that someone would try claiming his work as their own. He made extra sure that his signature was on the picture, and would be hard to cover when he posted it to insta. H was proud of it, and no art thief would stop that.

And he was right to be proud. It quickly became one of his most popular posts. So when he got to school on Monday. and saw Lila showing off his work, he snapped at her.

Of course, most of the class took Lila’s side. But when Alix and Marinette got there, and saw what was happening, they took his side immediately.

“How can you prove it’s yours?” Kim asked.

A chorus of agreement swept through the room. Nathaniel took a deep breath, his hands were trembling, and pulled out his sketchbook. Flipping to the right page, he stalked over to Lila’s desk, and slammed the book down in front of her.

There it was. The original sketch. Clear in view of the whole class. Nathaniel’s work.

Lila peeked out from behind her fingers when the class went deathly silent, and Alya pulled away from her.

“How many others?” Nathaniel asked quietly, watching the panic appear, and get locked behind Lila’s mask. “Were any of them actually yours?”

lenoreofraven’s entry:

“How could you say that? How could you do this? After all the conversations we had about art theft.” Lila exclaimed back, trying to extinguish the doubt in the eyes of those that watched her. Not everyone was convinced. Alix stood by Nathaniel, trying her best to offer support. While Adrien gently touched Marinette’s wrist, as if signaling for her to stay back.

It was obvious Lila couldn’t win these artists over, artists who have had their work stolen. Instead her eyes settled to Ivan, Rose and Juleka. After the situation with XY, they were fuming the moment the accusation touched the air. It was their weak spot really. Took any logic they may have away.

“You said you wanted me to do a quick sketch, and lent me your notebook as I had left my tablet at home. Then you do this to me?”

“Lila just stop it.” Marinette growled, but she wasn’t the audience for this little stunt. Lila could claim they were in France, and Marinette would check google maps to make sure they hadn’t moved. This was about everyone.

Even Adrien, who glared at her from Marinette’s side, was part of the intended audience. As he could make, or break, her reputation if he so desired. Considering how Ivan responded to the demand. perhaps, just possibly, she could deal with two birds at once. Use this as Marinette was an expert on plagiarism, and if she picked the wrong side it could be ruin for her.

“Stop what? Trying to take credit for my own work? I know you don’t like me much, but do you honestly condone this? I thought you would be the first person to support the victim of art theft.” Marinette just looked back with a blank stare, not even humoring the accusation with a response.

All eyes were still on Lila and Nathaniel. Not ideal, but it could be managed. It was the wrong time for crocodile tears. Her eyes scanned the work again. When she had erased the signature from the upload she had been careful, after this she would start adding her own sign. For now she just needed proof. This was a draft, not the official upload. She just needed something.

“Maybe I have been experimenting with styles a bit, but this is mine. See, there’s an L, as in Lila. I made it subtle so it couldn’t be erased, like how you stitch your name into designs in clever ways, Marinette.” Lila explained, pointing at something that could be an L, but was just as likely to be miscellaneous lines. Alya, Sabrina, and a few others that were still on the fence squinted at it, tilting their heads to try and see it. The members of Kitty Section instantly took it as fact. Max, Alix and a few doubters all shook their heads, realizing the stretch.

Nathaniel glared back at her.

“That’s not an L. That’s just lines. I don’t erase signatures like some people because if you look on my insta it clearly had my signature, matches all my other work, and is clearly mine!”

“Then you must have added it. We all know how disrespectful you can be of other’s art.” Lila remarked, as she flinched away from Nathaniel. She made it as dramatic as possible, acting as if the artist would hit her.

“LILA!” Snapped Alix, not sparing any notice for Ivan, who now stood as a shield for Lila.

Lila simply sighed with a shake of her head, moving slightly to the side so she could be seen, but Ivan still acted like a bodyguard.

“I know Marc didn’t want to mention it, but that couldn’t have been easy to witness. I don’t know what happened, I wasn’t here for it, but I do know you tore apart someone’s journal. I can’t imagine anyone doing that. It’s cruel. Sure you’re friends and have made up, now working on the comic, but doing that to someone’s notebook? I’d rather eat glass than have my precious sketchpads or notebooks damaged in anyway. I’m just saying, someone who does that may be the type of person to disrespect other people’s art.”

My entry:

Nathaniel flinched back, looking at the others in class. Rose and Juleka glared at him while Ivan stood in front of Lila, unmoving.

“How dare you!” Alix started toward Lila only to be held back by Kim. Max frowned at Lila while adjusting his glasses, he looked at the drawing again, and looked between Lila and Nathaniel.

“Don’t you dare talk about something you have no idea about- You Snake!”

Lila smiled her condescending smile at her opposers.

“It’s not my fault he caused an akuma because of his jealousy. I know he was angry with-”

Alix made another lunge for her, Kim had to quickly catch her body from the air before she could attack the other girl.

Marinette was fuming, she was burning with rage. Her face was slowly turning red, before she suddenly took out her phone.

Adrien looked concerned. He could feel the heat coming off of her body. He looked to the windows, and the classroom door, fro any akumas. He knew it needed to be resolved, and fast. Rose and Juleka were yelling in defense of Lila, while Alix was screaming in defense of Nathaniel. Lila was still ‘cowering’ behind Ivan, and Nathaniel looked like he was on the verge of becoming another akuma. Adrien was about to speak up when someone else did.

“Actually-” A voice broke through the yells of the classroom. Alya looked uncomfortable, with Nino standing, just as uncomfortable, next to her.

Lila looked triumphant, she knew Alya would be on her side. She sent a smug look at the oposing group, one that earned a glare from Nathaniel, a growl from Marinette, and a lunge from Alix, again.

Nino stepped forward, his expression placating.

“All we have to do is see where Nathaniel says his signature is, and see if the spot was altered on the photo posted to both accounts.”

The request seemed reasonable, if the nodding heads of the other classmates were anything to go by, if it weren’t all a lie.

Lila started crying her crocodile tears, lip wobbling at the pair closest to the door.

“Y-You don’t believe me?” She sniffed as Rose comforted her, and Juleka glared at them.

“Not at all!” Alya walked up, her hands waving in front of her.

“We’re not accusing anyone.” Nino clarified.

“We’re just comparing the pictures, that’s all!” Alya hastened to add.

Lila didn’t look happy at all, but Rose was already pulling up the picture on Lila’s instagram. Marinette doing the same on her phone of Nathaniel’s instagram.

They both laid out their phones on a desk for everyone to compare. Max was looking at the two closely, as well as his own phone.

“Oh Marinette, that’s a screenshot.” Max pointed out.

Lila smiled through her tears, sure that she could convince the class that she edited the photo for Nathaniel, because he accused her that one time too.

“Oh, my bad” She said in a falsely sweet voice, something was up.

“Here. Oh!” She made it look like she was backing out of her photo gallery, when she just swiped over, and let the class see another piece of art work.

“Hey! That looks like one of Lila’s pictures!” Rose, oh so helpfully, pointed out. And it was, one of the ones she posted to her instagram anyway.

“Oh but that’s from this artist. See? I screenshoted it when they posted it, two weeks ago. See?”

They looked closer, and sure enough the artist posted it two weeks before, They looked at the same picture on Lila’s instagram that she claimed she finished two days prior. With a suspicious bloch where the other artists signature was was on their post.

Max pulled back, pushed his glasses back up, and nodded.

“Yup. That picture is the original, you can see the watermark. And the convenient spot that covered the watermark from the original picture, right there on Lila’s instagram.” Rose and Juleka looked at her, confused. Ivan turned around, looking for answers as well. Before Lila could get a word in Marinette took that moment to completely pounce.

“Oh, but what about these pictures? Do they also have erased watermarks, because they look an awful like the other artists I follow that have had their work stolen from them too.”

Alya and Max descended on the photos like vultures on a carcass, picking apart every screenshot in Marinette’s phone, and every post Lila had made on her instagram with Rose’s phone.

Rose didn’t protest as the hovered over her phone, she looked at Lila with tears in her eyes.

“Is it true? Did-Did you s-steal them?” Juleka wrapped her arm around her shoulder, but gave a hesitant glance to Lila. Ivan looked lost, Mylene currently being out sick, he didn’t know who to side with.

Kim didn’t have to hold Alix back, she stood back on her won. Her arms crossed, and a smug look on her face, she knew Lila had been caught. She gave a smile to Marinette, who gave a thumbs up in return. Nathaniel looked relieved, he also gave Marinette a grateful smile that she returned.

Lila knew she was losing her hold. She looked to Adrien, but he was busy looking (out for akumas) around the room.

She had to play her ace in the hole.

She burst into tears, sobbing.

“I-I’m so sick of this lying disease!”

The others looked at her confused.

Alix snorted.

“Yeah, you are lying, and you are a disease.” Kim elbowed her for that, but he didn’t say anything.

Lila had to move fast.

“I w-was going to take them down. B-But I really do like the pictures. I h-had no idea they had b-been stolen b-by those artists-”

“That doesn’t explain the watermarks!” Alix cut across.

“I didn’t steal them! Someone else did! I-I got permission f-from whoever stole the art f-first. A-and-” She hastened to add when she saw that Alix and Marinette were about to interrupt her.

“A-and I couldn’t help but put that I drew them, because of my lying disease! R-Remember?” Marinette looked enraged, Alix and Nathaniel looked at her in disbelief. Max also looked skeptical.

“L-lying disease?” Rose asked tentatively. Lila nodded.

“Yes! R-Remember? W-When I accidentally got Marinette expelled.” At the memory being brought up, Marinette’s face darkened further, Adrien looked uncomfortable, and Alix and Nathaniel shared a look of realization.

“I didn’t mean to get her expelled! It was my disease! It acts up during times of stress! And with all of the charities I help with, and my disabilities, I get too stressed out and start lying again!” She looked to Alya, who looked like she was almost convinced. Nino was looking to Alya. Rose, Juleka, and Ivam were firmly back on her side again.

She just needed to convince Alya, and the majority would follow, or join Marinette in exile.

“I-I’ve been getting so stressed out lately! And I can’t control the urge when it happens! I am so sorry you guys! I didn’t mean-”

“That still doesn’t explain why you accused Nathaniel of stealing your supposed artwork.” Marinette pointed out.

“Or the fact that you brought up something that you have no idea about and threw it in his face!” Alix added.

Lila schooled her face to guilt.

“I’m sorry that I offended you Nathaniel. I didn’t mean to.” She let a few tears come to the surface of her eyes, but never let them fall.

It was all Juleka and Rose needed to flock to her and comfort her. She looked to Alya, who looked on the verge of joining her. She just needed a little more.

“I can understand what made you want to draw that picture you posted, it looks a lot like mine. You drew inspirations from that, I get that!” Nathaniel looked livid, and Alix was ready to blow.

But Lila only worried about the two that were in front of her that weren’t at her side yet. She needed them to keep her hold of the class.

“I can understand drawing inspiration from what’s around you, Marinette does that all the time no?” Said girl glared at her. Adrien had finally stopped his tour of the room with his eyes, and looked at the group. He glared at Lila, but she could deal with that later. As long as he kept his arm out in front of Marinette, and out of her way, she could deal with him later.

She just needed Alya and Nino.

“I don’t blame you for being inspired! Not at all! I just want an apology for accusing me of stealing.” At the start of the protests from Marinette, Alix and Nathaniel, she looked to Nino and Alya.

“Right Alya? Nino?”

Alya hesitantly nodded. Nino didn’t react one way or the other, Hmm...

“See? It;s alright! We just needed to communicate!” Rose cheerfully added.

At that convenient time, Madam Bustier entered the room.

“Alright class! We have a busy day ahead of us! Finish up your chat and get to your seats!”

Lila looked to Nathaniel, an expectant look on her face that made his stomach turn.

Was this how Marinette felt?

Rose, Juleka, and Ivan looked at him expectantly too.

Madam Bustier looked back at the group, waiting. Kim slapped him on the back.

“Hey! It’s resolved now! Just apologize and it’s all good man!”

Alix glared at him, but Nathaniel just sighed.

“I’m... Sorry Lila.”

She smiled her condescending smile once again, that Nathaniel was beginning to realize was the one she always gave to Marinette.

“I accept your apology.”

And everyone started to go back to their seats.

Nathaniel didn’t missed the way Marinette opened her mouth again, but stopped when Adrien touched her arm with his hand. He whispered something to her and shook his head. Alix noticed this too.

She looked angry, and gave him a look of disgust before she subtly tore her arm away from his. He looked sad, but retreated back to his seat anyway. Marinette looked back at Nathaniel and Alix, to see them already looking at her.

She gave them a sad smile and looked to her desk, to see Lila already seated there. She let out a quiet sigh, and made her way to the back of the classroom.

“Hey Marinette?” Nathaniel asked quietly. She looked between him and Alix, who was toeing the floor.

“Do you want to sit in the back with us?” She was about to ask why Alix would sit at the back when she saw her bookbag in her hand.

She smiled at them and nodded. They made their way to the back, not noticing Adrien’s frown of sadness or Lila’s frown of annoyance.

She didn’t like reminding them of her ‘lying disease’. It might give them a reason to not totally believe her,though it was a great skeleton key to get her out of any situation because of her lies.

She turned back around in her seat, plotting her next move for the two new people that joined her exiled list.

Oh well, looks like she’d be adjusting her plans to fit two more.

What she didn’t know, was that there was another person that was beginning to catch on to all of her little lies. He just had to catalog them all on his phone first, before bringing the evidence to light.

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erismerald · 4 years

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MY NEW ROAD - CHAPTER 2

>> I was so eager to publish this chapter and so here goes, I hope you like my beautiful penguins *-*

Chapter 1

» Older Daniel Diaz x reader

» Warnings: semi-mature, romance, blood, gang

I began to feel awake again, my head hurt a lot, and almost my whole body.

I took a deep breath in the attempt to open my eyes, but even that gave me pain..

My mind was busy with a lot of questions, I can't remember what happened, yeah... Even if I try hard enough I cannot, remember anything else, finally I let my eyes open slowly, and I couldn't see anything, it was too dark to see a thing, I looked around and saw a huge open window where you could see the sea and the moon already high in the sky.

I was confused, I did not know, whether I should get up or not, I also felt frightened too.

I knew that this was not my home, but where am I?

I really started to feel a lot of anxiety, did someone kidnap me?

Even if I try to pull my head, the last thing I remember it was go out for a walk to the beach after, the call that I did with my grandmother, after that I don't remember anything else.

I couldn't lie there, any longer... I got out of bed so fast that at the first step, I fell round on the floor.

"Y/N?! Ahh you finally woke up, I'm so glad" I see someone coming out of the balcony, and coming in through the window, in front of me.

His voice was hoarse, and deep down I recognized that voice, the person came even closer to me and that's when I saw him again, and now I started to remember everything that had happened, he was there.

"What's going on? Where am I? Why did you help me?" I spoke fast, as fast as I could, I was remembering everything, until the moment I fainted, at this moment, I only wanted answers, but was too weak to get them.

"hey, calm down... You're still too weak to get all this excitement."

He sat down in front of the bed on a small bench and watched me.

I felt my body, for a few brief moments in shock, the cold coming from the window, was giving me creeps.

I looked at Daniel and he seemed relieved to see me up.

"daniel can you explain to me what happened?" I looked towards the window waiting for an answer from him.

"Y/n I don't think it's the moment yet... you should rest, you're still very weak" he says moving away from me.

"What do you mean, Daniel?!? WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO ME AND WHERE AM I?"

I got up too quickly again, not realising that I was not wearing anything but my underwear.

I looked at my body and saw a bloody band around my belly, Daniel only looked at me with a nervous expression and a shy look, But for a moment he didn't take his gaze off my body, until at some point he turned his back to me.

"my brother and I take care of you, you've been asleep for two days... You are now in my house, more specifically in my room".

Sleeping for two days? My grandmother must be completely worried... I just had a vague memory of what had happened on the beach, I'm completely tired and exhausted.

" In the moment I saw you on the beach, everyone by my side was thrown, away, what happened!"?

"y/n, you must have dreamed..." he says seriously, and he keeps turning, He left me hypnotized by him... As he approached me I did not move, just took a deep breath and prayed that he would not come any closer, until he gets to my side, just a few centimetres away from me.

I'd forgotten I was half naked, and I felt my face warming up.

He realized I was flushed and smiled:

"B-but, I swear..." I say without looking at his face, he kneels down and grabs the blanket behind me, and when he gets up he puts it on my shoulders, covering my whole body.

"you must still be confused, you've lost a lot of blood, dinner will be ready in a few minutes and you should be starving, get dressed and come to me in the living room, just cross the corridor."

He didn't say anything else, didn't even look at me, just left the room, leaving me there in the dark.

I watched the room around me, the room was small but simple, it was decorated with drawings on the wall, mainly wolf drawings, on the floor there were clothes scattered and some tools, the bed was small? Where did he sleep all this time?

I approached the secretary and had many papers from the school, Daniel was an applied student, and he had a notebook of drawings, without wanting to be a sketch artist, I opened the notebook on the page that was marked and....

It was me, Daniel had drawn me while I was sleeping, I felt my heart beating faster and stronger, I rushed to close the notebook and looked for my clothes, and I noticed that they were on top of a small grey armchair near the window.

As I picked up I noticed that my sweater was all bloody, I wasn't going to wear that, so I looked around for something I could wear, and I saw a black t-shirt on top of the bed, without further ado, I wore the jeans, and then I opened the bedroom door and went towards the brightest part, which I thought was the room.

As I approached, I started hearing voices and heard my name, I didn't go any further, I stayed there Hidden in the darkness.

"she's fine sean, she doesn't remember anything, I still know how to take care of myself" Daniel's voice sounded louder

"she could have seen you use your powers, that was just irresponsible, I know it was a dangerous situation, but shouldn't you do it okay?" powers? But who was the other person? Maybe Daniel's older brother

"Okay, fuck, I did what I had to do to protect her, what do you want me to say more? You wanted me to leave her there to suffer when it's not even her fault?" Daniel's voice became fierce and almost hoarse.

"I know, but the whole thing takes care of is little, we can't risk it, try... Just try to be more careful"

Did the voice move away if, I felt myself, even more confused than before, you could? How can you do that? Then that was the power that I felt on the beach....

"Y/n?' frightened me and I looked up.

"a-ahm, hi!" I tried to play it unnoticed.

"how long have you been there?" he looked at me suspiciously, and coming up to me, leaving me leaning against the wall, something in him hypnotized me.

"just now, i-i just followed the aisle as you told me' i felt his body approaching mine

"you are wearing my shirt', he said and laughed, I could not think, he was too close to me and my heart was beating so hard and so loud that I was afraid he'd listen, I was starting to lose control, I looked up and saw the smirk on his face, he was having fun, making me feel nervous?

"Y/N! Pleased to meet you" Daniel's brother arrived in the hallway, and quickly Daniel separated from me, I could hardly breathe, I was so hypnotized, I didn't know what to do yet.

"My pleasure, I hope I'm not giving you any trouble, and thank you for helping me."

"Don't worry" the sean told me with a smile on his face, and at a glance looked at Daniel, did he realize what was going on? "Well, let's eat"? The food is ready" he left the hallway, and Daniel followed him, I couldn't move my legs, I still couldn't assimilate what had happened at that moment, I decided to ignore them and follow them.

"I hope it's okay for me to wear your sweater, mine was all bloody... Ahm can you tell me what happened?" I asked as I ate, they looked at each other and then sean explained.

"some of our rivals, they wanted to get back at us both and since they saw you with Daniel in the morning, they thought you were something for him and attacked you, that's why you have this stomach wound.... I'm sorry" he said calmly and quietly.

"sorry" I looked at Daniel, he had a look of guilt and worry, was he really so worried about me?

"I understood, but was that all that happened? I don't remember much" I was trying to pull them out, to see if anyone would tell me about the powers thing... But I don't think I succeeded.

"Nothing else... You've lost a lot of blood it's normal not to remember, but now you're better, but it was-" Daniel was interrupted

"it would be better if you stayed here for a while so that we could take care of you and protect you, they must be after you too, it's only for a few days" sean added, and smiled affectionately.

"Sure, but where am I gonna sleep?" I asked without looking at Daniel...

"with me" I felt Daniel's gaze towards me, was he serious? "You sleep in my room, I sleep on the floor."

"sean spoke smiling, and stood up to wash the table and set the whole thing up again.

"Do you want help?" I got up and offered to help.

"it's not necessary, well I left some towels in the bathroom in case you want to take a shower" sean said washing the dishes.

"thank you sean" I said with a wide smile, now a bath would taste good. I looked back, and Daniel was no longer there.

I went to the bathroom, and locked the door, turned on the water and waited to warm up and started to undress myself, when I removed that bloody alloy, I saw a very small but deep scar, it looked good, it didn't seem to have become infected, I just thank God for Daniel and his brother were taking care of me this time?

*time break*

I got out of the bathtub and rolled up in the towel and went and opened the door slowly and peered to make sure no one would see me in the towel, picked up the clothes and went running to Daniel's room.

I opened the door slowly and entered quickly, the room was dark, but I knew there was no one there, they should be in the workshop.

I put on my underwear and shirt and And I dropped my wet hair, drying naturally, just with the wind.

The evening was so pleasant that I couldn't resist going to the balcony.

As I approached, I felt the breeze getting stronger and the floor getting colder.

And I stayed there... Watching the waves, which reflected the light of the moon... I don't know how long I stayed there, I felt safe and I felt calm, which I hadn't felt for some time.

It gave me time to think about the news that my grandmother had given me two days ago.... Did my mother know where I was? Would she come after me?

I tried to ignore it and just continued to relax, breathing in and exhaling from the strong sea breeze.

"You know that you can get sick'' I became frightened and turned back, and there he was as mysterious as ever, his gaze, followed a straight line through my body from top to bottom, I do not know what was going on but he made me nervous whenever I was alone with him.

"I was, just watching the sea and thinking a little bit about everything that's happening" I speak in a shy voice.

"dressed like that?" he looks at me from top to bottom again, and smiles maliciously.

I was so nervous that I could no longer keep my balance, the moon reflected in his eyes, and kept me captivated, in that look, what is wrong with me? Why is he acting like this?

"Yes, it's not that cold" lie, the cold almost killed me, but it was too hot because of the situation.

"Turn around" His voice was more hoarse than usual

I don't know if I should accept or refuse, but my body almost moved on its own...

I turned slowly, I did not know what was about to happen.

I felt him approaching if a shiver ran through my spine and made me feel active.

He stopped a few centimetres away from me.... And that's when my body stopped.

I felt his hand touching my arm lightly, and walking a clear path to my shoulder.... Right above my clothes I could feel the anxiety, the need for your touching my body.

I feel his breath coming closer if he takes my hair and puts it on my right side, and there was no escape, I was going to turn around but-

"Quiet..." he whispered near my ear, his hand went up to my neck, and his finger played there.... For a few seconds, I didn't feel anything anymore, but when I least expected it....

His lips are pressed against my skin, without fear he climbs up to my ear, and leaves a kiss there....

"Daniel?" I turned to face him, but I didn't have time, his hands were already stuck on my hips, and I feel the cold wall, on my back.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, but you make me feel too protective by your side... I can't help but be attracted to you y/n" he says with his gaze glued to my

"M-me too"

I already felt him bringing his mouth close to mine, his breathing almost transforming one with my.....

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softhaos · 6 years

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SQUARE ONE

pairing – lee jihoon x reader genre – fluff + humor + romance + demon!au description – he should be helping you take over the world but does the exact opposite instead. alternatively, he’s internally cringing at your evil plans and should get over it as fast as possible but decides to prolong his company, even if it ends up with even more cringing and banging heads against the wall. warning – includes my usual borderline crack stuff, this time in the form of aspiring villain!reader as tragic + petty as dr. doofenschmirtz and jihoon being the male counterpart of vanessa song rec – turtle | twice word count – 1,911 words author’s note – i swear the fic isn’t as much of a crack fest as the summary makes it out to be

When you presented your aim of world domination to him, Jihoon didn’t need to listen to your proposal twice to say yes.

He regrets it.

Jihoon doesn’t know himself what went through him when he sealed the contract with you. All he knows is that he was rash and dumb and not in his right mind at that time. Usually, he takes his time, weighs his options and ponders whether it’s worth it assisting the petty person who summoned him. Even though you were just one out of many petty humans who wanted a deal with a demon, it only took Jihoon those two simple words, world domination, to make up his mind on a whim.

Before you, Jihoon had to keep up with blatantly idiotic teenagers who thought summoning wasn’t possible and middle-aged single people who wished for the downfall of their neighbor who happened to live a glorious life. What they wanted to achieve was quite saddening; saddening in a sense that they really needed to rely on somebody else to commit the deed. From causing their snobby classmate to end up in a scandal to vandalizing the rich neighbor’s mansion, everything was mere child’s play for Jihoon. Though it was his job to cause a ruckus on Earth, he wanted to wreak much greater havoc than just shaving off someone’s ex-girlfriend’s hair. If he could, he would’ve done something by himself, but there was this one tiny, ridiculous thing that prevented him from doing so: demons are only able to assist people, not execute the plan with their own hands.

Jihoon was so done with the childish and belittling goals he had to do; sometimes he had to do the same petty thing even more than once. So naturally, when you made him appear in front of your eyes and desperately raved about wanting to take over the world, Jihoon didn’t bat an eyelash with his immediate agreement. You even had proof showing that you tried overthrowing the world by yourself. (Those were some inventions that didn’t seem too miserable but backfired when you switched them on.)

After a few days of somewhat getting a grasp of you, he utmostly regrets his decision.

Though your plans sound like music to his ears, you surely aren’t. Because you don’t have what it takes to be an evil mastermind. Okay, Jihoon admits, your ideas are actually brilliant, but that’s just it. You don’t have the skills to be villain nor do you have the personality to be a proper one. Sometimes, Jihoon wonders whether your parents dropped you when you were an infant or else because wow, Jihoon has never thought he’d ever meet a person as clumsy and idiotic as you. Your type of idiotic is on a whole different level than the idiots Jihoon has ever met. Somehow, you always manage to get the most obvious and easiest things done in the wrong way and your mishaps on the dumbest motions make Jihoon want to return back to hell (or at least, make him bang his head against the wall and it hurts).

What physically pains him the most is how much sooner you would’ve fulfilled your world domination plan if it weren’t for your mishaps while tweaking on your inventions. Much to Jihoon’s dismay, you had to mess up during the most critical tasks even though the critical tasks were easy to do. The routine once you completed building the prototype of your newest invention goes like this: Jihoon figures out why it doesn’t work yet (assuming you didn’t switch it on and the machine didn’t blow up), tells you the faults and how to fix it (he would do it himself but sadly, he’s a demon and can only give you instructions) and then you do the exact opposite of what Jihoon tells you to do.

And lastly, the prototype explodes and Jihoon saves your ass before he a) screams at you, b) tries to contain his frustration and cringe it off or c) bangs his head against the wall.

It stings his non-beating heart even more when he figures the root of your mistake.

“I told you to cut off the red wire, y/n, not the black one!”

“I know! But the red and the black one were so close to each other I accidentally cut off the wrong one! It- hey, I’m not done yet. Jihoon, where are you going?!”

Another prime example, and frankly, probably the moment that takes the cake is the time you mixed up left and right: “What was so hard to get under left and not right? I said left a dozen times!”

“Well… I thought you meant the other left!”

“There is only one left, you dimwit! Besides, I even drew you a picture so you wouldn’t make this mistake and- how in the world did you manage to place the instructions upside down, y/n? The words are upside down the way you read this!”

Honestly, it’s a miracle that your house hasn’t broken down yet for some unfathomable reason and Jihoon doesn’t complain about that. Nonetheless, it doesn’t help his unease. The fact that you add the suffix ‘-inator’ to a random word to name the creation certainly doesn’t help either.

With time, he still winces at your fatal mistakes, still cringes and goes through an internal debate and still bangs his head against the wall when things don’t run smoothly, which is basically every single day. But when he cools down, he suddenly isn’t too affected by it and though he sighs because wow, another day of cleaning up the mess hooray, there lies an undertone of amusement in those things.

He finds himself rolling his eyes at you in a playful manner when you whine around and indirectly apologize for ruining your own invention and therefore, also postponing your ultimate goal of world domination as well as prolonging Jihoon’s attachment to you as your demon assistant. He lets out a snort whenever you refer to your machines as ‘lazer-inator’, ‘fogblast-inator’ and various other inators due to the stupidity of those names, but also because it was hilarious and softening and bewitching seeing your eyes glimmer with expectation and hope.

Long story short: You don’t physically ache him as much as before (because Jihoon refuses to admit that he is in the process of becoming a lovesick demon crushing on a wannabe villain).

Much to his dismay – he’s pretty sure some angel or so is responsible for this – you started learning how to get things right. It worried him when he saw you the first time spending all night reading a pile of books and digging out old sketches to pinpoint the errors in them. His distress shouldn’t be justified, Jihoon knows, but he doesn’t want it to happen yet. He’s selfish, sure he is, he’s a demon after all, but causing trouble should be more important than chasing after someone, or in his case, staying at someone’s side. Jihoon is glad there is no rule book for demons. Otherwise, things would’ve taken a bad turn long before.

But when he finds fewer mistakes in your prototypes, fewer complaints and whines coming from your mouth and fewer mentions of inators on a daily basis, he grows desperate.

Jihoon knows better than to prevent you from trying to rule the world, yet he still does it. The only reason he does it – aside from preventing the contract to expire because once you reach your goal, it’s a trip back to hell and a waiting game for Jihoon until another person strikes him up with their so-called evil masterplan – is that he knows it’s not really your life devotion. He's grasped enough of your personality to know that you’re not actually evil, that you don’t hold any serious grudge against the world and that in the end, you’re just another curious idiot who wants to see if the impossible is possible.

(The last part is only partly correct. You’re not just another curious idiot, you’re his curious idiot. An idiot nevertheless.)

Jihoon doesn’t know how you feel about him exactly. He often wonders if you like him just as much as he likes you or even more or sadly less. In any case, he certainly knows that contrary to your words, you don’t want to get rid of him as fast as possible. Otherwise, you wouldn’t cling to his sleeves whenever you are being a whiny annoyance even though he has expressed his bitterness or draw doodles of him as a stick figure on his corrected sketches. The latter doesn’t necessarily amuse him because you just ruined his corrections and your drawing skills equal to those of a toddler and Jihoon finds toddlers a pain. But he still acknowledges your attempts.

He has hoped the day would never come but it came: the day where there isn't a single flaw in your umpteenth prototype invention branded with the name ‘snow-in-summer-inator’. Being the demon he is, he purposefully adds a hefty mistake into the sketch and hands it back to you, hoping you’d just take it as it is.

“Jihoon, you sure this is wrong? I double and triple checked with all the other plans.” you look up from the sketch and shoot him a suspicious glance.

“Look, it’s either you believe me or not. If you’re oh-so-confident about your skills then go through with it. Just remember the countless other times where you thought you got it all right but turned out you weren’t.” Jihoon shrugs in response and pretends not to care. All he hopes for is that you are dense enough to buy his words.

To his luck, you are that dense. A part of Jihoon wants to make him sicker through the floor because how on Earth did you manage to win over his attention with that blunt naivety?

The rest follows the usual routine. You fix it up (this time, you tamper with it), switch it on, the block of metal makes a weird noise and Jihoon brings your ass away from the danger zone before it blows up.

Once the black smoke cleared up little by little, you swat his hands away and unlike the normal cycle, you’re the one who screams at him. “See? I was right, Jihoon! I! Was! Right! Hah- wait a sec mister, we aren’t finished yet! Hey, don’t you dare leave, you have to help me clean up your mistakes–”

It should frustrate Jihoon that you are back at the beginning, back at square one to the ultimate goal of world domination. After all, his purpose and passion are to wreak havoc and cause disorder in the world. But in a sense, he does cause turbulence in the world; not on Earth, but your little world makes the cut.

Long story short: World domination is all fun and such, but Jihoon prefers to simply cause you some chaos (because Jihoon is the type of guy who shows his affection by pissing his crush off).

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