The Cat and Dog Game [Chapter 35]
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy
Pairing: Yunho x Reader (y/n)
Characters: Chef!Reader, RestaurantOwner!Yunho, MaitreD!Hongjoong, Waiter!Yeosang, Waiter!San, Waiter!Mingi, SousChef!Seonghwa, SousChef!Wooyoung, PrepChef!Jongho
Summary: Yunho's dream was to open and run his own restaurant. But he doesn't know anything when it comes to cooking. Until you came along and accepted the job, bringing with you a small crew. How will the black cat tame the energetic golden retriever?
Word count: 3.2K
Chapter warning(s): Alcohol and alcohol consumption.
"Hey, I'm headed off. I'll see you back at mine?" You told Yunho.
"Hang on." He told Yeosang and came over to follow you into the kitchen. Even if he was seeing you in an hour or two, Yunho always insisted on walking you out.
"Mmm, rest well. I'll see you later." He bear hugged you and kissed your cheek. Lip kisses was still a little rare with the two of you, especially in a public space. But Yunho was grateful to receive them anyway. When it was just the two of you, he would always steal kisses and kiss you whenever he could.
"Let me know when you're on the way. I'll leave the door unlocked in case I'm in the shower or something." You said.
"Alright." He patted your head, waving to Seonghwa, Wooyoung and Jongho, who were waiting by their cars. The 3 waved back to the tall male as you jogged to Seonghwa.
"Let's go." You jumped in.
"Luckily I did all the prep last night and some cooking just now. Tomorrow's off day will be spent sleeping." You giggled.
"Yeah, we'll probably all end up crashing at yours anyway after tonight." He chuckled in agreement as he drove back to your house. When he parked, you saw Wooyoung and Jongho.
"Come on." Jongho held your hand and all 4 of you headed in.
Tonight, all of you were surprising Yunho with a party to celebrate the restaurant being open for 6 months. His friends were in on it too, they'll try to get to your house before Yunho since he is driving alone, thinking it was just another night of sleeping at your place.
"Let's get started." You pulled your apron on to continue cooking the dishes that Yunho liked. It was an effort on everyone's part to keep the restaurant going but you wanted to make it special for Yunho.
"Check the pork shoulder for me?" You requested. Wooyoung was at the oven in an instant.
"Texture is looking good. I'll remove the foil to get the crackling going." He said and you nodded your head.
"It still has about an hour to go. It's been going for 7 hours." You informed, checking the timer and the piece of paper where you wrote down the dishes.
"Here's all the prep stuff." Jongho brought the deli containers of prepped ingredients to Seonghwa.
"Luckily we worked on all this last night. Now it's just putting it together." Jongho noted.
"Yes but like I was telling Hwa, we'll spend the day getting the sleep we deserve tomorrow." You laughed. Wooyoung and Jongho nodded in agreement. Like always, no matter where your team was, you all worked so well together.
"Abura soba is done, pork shoulder is in the oven, steaks will be done last minute. Can I start the arrancini or does anyone need any hands?" You called out.
"Don't forget to frost the cake!" Wooyoung reminded.
"You do that, I'll get started on the arrancini. Then you can take over." Jongho patted your shoulder.
"Thanks." You went to the larger fridge in your pantry and took the cake out. Grabbing an offset spatula, you frosted the cake over the crumb coat you had applied on earlier.
"Honestly, thank god for your prior planning skills in this. If you only had that main fridge out there, we wouldn't fit all this."
"I know. But honestly, that initial bedroom in the back was so small, it was easier to just turn it into a pantry. I needed that space more than a spare bedroom anyway." You chuckled, piping the frosting in a elegant pattern over the top of the cake. After writing the letters, you put the cake back in the fridge.
"Oh, Hongjoong and the others are on the way. They rushed out of there while Yunho was locking up the place." Seonghwa said. On cue, you sent Yunho a text to stall him.
"What did you ask him?" Wooyoung asked.
"Said to pick up a few blocks of butter since I'm recipe testing." You chuckled. Of course, the ever kind Yunho agreed to do it.
*DING DONG*
"Must be the others." You went to open the door for them. San engulfed you in a hug, as if you didn't just see him a few hours ago. But you still patted his back to reciprocate.
"Welcome, make yourselves at home." You smiled and went back to the kitchen.
"Woah, it's like a restaurant kitchen in here." Hongjoong said, seeing the size of the kitchen.
"Who needs a dining area?" You raised your eyebrows with a laugh. The boys all greeted each other then tried to help where they could. It was amusing seeing Mingi venture through your house, respectfully of course, and seeing your pantry.
"Wow! It's like a convenience store in here but less packaged snacks and sweets." Mingi said, making everyone laugh.
"With the way we cook, we need more space to keep stuff, which also means two fridges. And frankly, we run out of space quite often." Jongho said.
"Yunho just got the butter, he's on the way. 15 minutes." You informed, reading the text.
"We better get started on decorations." Yeosang took out the small balloons and simple streamers that they bought.
"This is the dressing, if you could help dress the salad. Just shake it up first since the oil separated." Wooyoung handed the salad bowl and dressing container to San.
"Where are the cups?" Mingi asked. You pointed to the cupboard and showed him where all the cutlery, plates and bowls were as well.
"Steak is tented and resting." Seonghwa announced.
"Getting the short ribs out." You said. Seonghwa came over held the big serving bowl for you while you took out pieces of the short rib and poured the sauce over. The meat was so soft, falling off the bone as you used your tongs to put it into the bowl. You tore off a small piece to give Seonghwa and yourself.
"It's perfect." He smiled. You laughed and he brought the serving bowl to put with the rest of the food.
"Yah! Stop stealing! Take some salad if you're that hungry." San whined as Hongjoong took a piece of the steak that he was bringing to the food table.
"Nah, no vegetables for me. Waste of calories." Hongjoong scrunched his nose in disgust.
"Hongjoong, that spiced chicken dish I made the other day for family meal? It's mostly vegetables, you ate all that." You pointed out.
"What? Really?! (y/n), I trusted you!" Hongjoong yelled.
"You trust me to take care of you, I do that by feeding you vegetables and making you healthy." You scoffed. Seonghwa slung his arm around you, laughing at hongjoong.
"Like hiding vegetables in a kid's meal." Seonghwa chuckled. You hummed, you were all used to this. Working in multiple restaurants, parents always requested that you somehow hide vegetables in their children's food.
*DING DONG*
"That's Yunho!" You broke away to go to the door while Wooyoung dimmed the lights.
"Hi, love. Sorry, I'm late. I got your butter!" Yunho held the bag up with a proud grin. You chuckled, he really looked so cute. You reached up to pat his head.
"Thank you for making the detour." You smiled softly. His golden retriever tail must be thumping against the ground happily now.
"Don't mention it. It's no big deal." He leaned down to hug you, nuzzling his cheek against yours.
"Why's it so dark?" Yunho tilted his head as he entered. You shrugged, leaning against the wall as you waited for him to remove his shoes. Being dim, he didn't notice his friends' shoes there.
"What's going o-"
"Surprise! Happy 6 months to the restaurant!" The lights turned on and everyone jumped up. Yunho jumepd slightly at the sound, eyes widening as he realised what was going on. He was speechless, turning to you then to his friends then back to you. You just laughed at his dumbfounded, surprised reaction.
"What?! So this is why you all rushed off?" Yunho went to his friends, pointing a finger at them. Even if he had an accusatory tone, he was smiling the whole time.
"Oh, just thank us for the surprise." Mingi rolled his eyes, going over to hug his best friend.
"Thank you, everyone." Yunho said over Mingi's shoulder.
"I honestly didn't even know that it has been 6 months, time flies so quickly." He continued, patting Mingi's back until he let go. Jongho was quick to put a drink in Yunho's hand.
"Hey, eat first." Seonghwa scolded. Yunho's eyes sparkled as he saw all his favourite dishes lined up.
"It's all my favourites!" Yunho took his phone out to tak a picture of all the dishes.
All the boys queued up to get their food, filling at least two plates each with food before sitting in your living room to eaat together. Wooyoung and Jongho went around, pouring everyone a drink, insisting that everyone must have a little.
"Mhmm, the short ribs are so good. The meat is so tender." San hummed happily as he chewed, already digging in. He cast you a smile, to which you smiled back.
"Yah! We haven't had a toast yet." Hongjoong said. San shrugged, not interested in the alcohol at all.
"Speech, speech!" You and Yeosang giggled as you chanted, trying to put Yunho on the spot. He shot you a glare of betrayal.
"Uhh, you know I'm bad at speeches... Thank you for this surprise and for the past 6 months. We have a good thing going thanks to all of your efforts, so let's continue to do that?" He tilted his head.
"Wow, he's really bad..." Mingi shook his head.
"I'd like to see you try." Yunho hissed. But everyone raised their cups anyway to toast to Yunho, themselves and the restaurant.
"Your ears are red." You chuckled, reaching up to gently rub his burning ears, before taking a sip of your drink.
"There you go, teasing me again." He pouted, leaning over to give you a kiss. You knew this was just Yunho trying to tease you back, plus he was happy with the fact that you've helped him keep the restaurant going for 6 months. He didn't even consider the weight of his actions until Hongjoong and San teased him.
"Get a room!" Jongho yelled. Yunho's face turned bright red, groaning as he buried his face in your chest, his arms holding your waist. You laughed at his embarrassment.
"Hey, you were the one who kissed me." You said as you stroked the back of his head.
"Stop~" He whined.
"Okay, okay. Start eating." You waved everyone off. Ultimately, you had a soft spot for Yunho and would easily give in to help him. You caught Seonghwa laughing at how soft you were for Yunho.
"Shut up, Hwa." You glared. You pulled Yunho's face away from yours and he stared up at you.
"Eat a lot. I made your favourites." You smiled. He nodded and began to eat but still kept one arm around your waist.
"So good." He smiled at you. You watched as Wooyoung and San deliberately put a heaping spoon of salad onto Hongjoong's plate, right on top of the meat that he was eating. Hongjoong yelled at the two, threatening to hit them.
"You have to eat too." You looked down to see Yunho holding his chopsticks out to you. You gave in and ate the piece of meat he had in his chopsticks then ate your own food.
"More drinks!" Jongho went around topping everyone up.
"Hope you're ready for us to crash here, (y/n)." Yeosang laughed. You nodded with a thumbs up.
"I am prepared for that. I'll just leave you guys out here. There's one guest room down the hall, help yourselves to it... If you can make it there." You giggled.
"Yeah, I'm crashing in (y/n)'s room." Wooyoung said.
"No, I am." Seonghwa hit the back of his head. You remembered the last time that happened, you were chased out of your own bed.
"But... I..." Yunho said softly before pursing his lips, about to raise his hand to interject. He wanted to say that he was going to be the one sharing a bed with you tonight but he knew Wooyoung and Seonghwa, especially, claimed that spot in your bed way before he did. He put his hand down with a pout.
"Yah, you two can take the bed in the guest room. Yunho's with me now. There's no space." You spoke up, making Yunho's head whip around to look at you in disbelief.
"Wow... Ultimate betrayal." Seonghwa shook his head. Wooyoung nodded along with Seonghwa.
"Because the last time you guys tried to squeeze on my bed, I had to go to the guest room to bunk with Jongho." You rolled your eyes.
"It's because you don't want to cuddle." Wooyoung pointed out.
"With the two of you, it's more smothering than cuddling." You scoffed as you drank your drink. The other boys just laughed at the way the 3 of you bantered.
"Okay! We're doing shots now!" Hongjoong went around passing out shot cups and topping them up.
"This is not going to end well..." San shook his head but took the shot anyway. Yunho gulped his shot and poured himself another. Jongho grinned mischeviously, refilling Mingi's shot glass while the taller was distracted by his food.
"You didn't drink, Mingi hyung." Jongho said innocently.
"What? You're lying, you just refilled it, didn't you? I swear I drank when Hongjoong hyung gave out the shots." Mingi argued, scratching his head.
"Nah, you're just tipsy." Wooyoung added to Jongho's lie, trying to convince Mingi otherwise.
"Oh... Okay, fine." Mingi took the shot, shaking the empty glass above his head to prove that he had finished everything.
"Don't get too drunk before we have a chance to cut the cake." Seonghwa announced loudly beside you. But you were not fast enough to cover his mouth
"Cake?" Yunho blinked.
"Hwa! You're drunk and being a loud mouth." You hissed but Seonghwa just smiled dreamily at you, cupping your cheeks and leaning forward to give you a big, loud kiss on your forehead. You crinkled your nose uncomfortably and slapped his hands away while Yunho laughed in amusement.
"Yes, there's a celebratory cake too. I baked it early this morning and frosted it just now. It was supposed to be a surprise but I guess not anymore." You told Yunho.
"It's okay, I'm always up for cake. Thank you." Yunho rubbed your knuckles with his thumbs.
"What flavour is it?" Yunho asked.
"It's-"
"Shh, Hwa. Shh." You put a finger to your lips. Seonghwa grinned and leaned his head on your shoulder, taking another sip of his drink. You rolled your eyes, reaching up to pat his head.
But Seonghwa was right, before the boys and yourself got too drunk, you took out the cake and placed it right in the middle of the coffee table.
"Can I know what flavour it is now?" Yunho asked.
"It's a tiramisu cake with salted caramel frosting. Like a caramel macchiato, your favourite drink." You explained. Yunho softened, the alcohol along with the realisation of everything you and the others have done for him making him emotional.
"Are you crying?!" Mingi pointed out in disbelief. Yunho let out a choked sob as he hugged you again, burying his face against your chest as he cried.
"I'm just... grateful... for all of you..." He cried.
"Yun, we're glad to have such a great boss who takes care of us." You said, comforting him.
"Don't cry!" San, obviously already drunk, came over to hug Yunho. Hongjoong, who was also tearing up, joined the hug. It was odd seeing he usually didn't like skinship from the boys.
"You big puppy! You're making all of us emotional." Wooyoung went over with open arms to hug them all.
"They stole my boyfriend so... come here, Hwa." You hugged your best friend, who blinked in confusion but still hugged you tightly.
"I love you~" He giggled.
"I love you too, Hwa hwa." You laughed, patting his back. Once all the hugs were broken, Jongho, who was the only one sturdy enough to cut the cake, sliced it up and gave it out to everyone. Yunho held his plate and insisted on feeding you. After you took the bite, he giggled drunkenly and pressed his forehead against yours.
"I love you. I love this cake!" He laughed. You couldn't help but laugh at how cute tipsy Yunho was. You were definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol too. It was the first time Yunho said he loves you.
"Don't cry anymore and eat cake, hmm?" You giggled, reaching out to wipe the stray tears on his cheeks. He nodded obediently and ate the cake with a smile.
"Thank you for doing this..." He said, pulling you close to kiss your temple.
"Nothing to thank me for. I'm glad you enjoyed the surprise." You shook your head with a soft smile. Yunho hugged you again.
"This cake is soooooo good! Best! Cake! Ever!" San yelled, jumping to his feet and pointing to the cake.
"Shh, San. No yelling." Yeosang scolded, making San sit back down. Although Jongho still spoke coherantly, you knew from the glazed look in his eyes that he was nearly gone too.
"Alright, I think it's time to go to bed. We'll all be dealing with hangovers tomorrow." You said.
"Booooo!" The boys jeered at you. Jongho helped you move Yunho to your room first. You stumbled as you picked up the used plates and cutlery, just to leave them in the kitchen. Wooyoung's eyes were half lidded as he laid on your rug.
"That's that..." You draped a blanket over him and moved to help move the others.
"Wait, where's Mingi?" You looked around, realising the other tall giant wasn't there. Yeosang went to the guest room to see the tall boy fast asleep on the bed.
"He's in... the guest room... asleep." Yeosang spoke slowly, leaning against the wall as he yawned.
"(y/n), go to bed. We'll handle it." Jongho said, moving Seonghwa to the couch and putting one of the blankets over him while Yeosang got Hongjoong.
"Okay, goodnight. See you all tomorrow." You smiled. They waved back before you enter your room. Yunho was hugging Yuyu and Yunnie, sleeping with a small frown on his face.
"Yun..." You slipped under the covers.
"(y/n)...?" He lifted his head groggily. He moved Yunnie and Yuyu aside, reaching over to hug you and tucked his head into the crook of your neck. You sighed blissfully, fingers threading through the ends of his hair behind his head. He pressed kisses to your neck, making you shiver slightly.
"Sleep, Yun." You whispered, yawning yourself. He gave a small nod and a hum, falling asleep right away.
"Shh! Wooyoung hyung, San hyung, stop singing!" You chuckled as you heard Jongho scold the drunk boy. Looking down at Yunho, you caressed his cheek with a loving smile.
"I love you too." You whispered, tilting Yunho's head up to give him a peck despite him being asleep.
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Bust the windows out your car
Part 1 - Traitor
Part 2- Take me back to the night we met
Part 3- You are here
EX Charles Leclerc x Singer Fem!reader
Summary: You publish a new album dedicated to your ex. And maybe let yourself get a little crazy.
Wc: 824
A/N: All the songs belong to their right full owners.
Tag list: @loloekie @callsignwidow
It had been a couple days since everything took place. There had been lots of breakdowns, calls from Charles, hating yourself and more break downs. There wasn't a day when Charles wouldn't text you. Messages were flowing in and you let them all read. You knew that if you spoke to him, you forget everything that happens the moment you see his green eyes. You jump right back into his arms.
Right now you were sitting on the couch, talking about your new album. "I don't know if it is a good idea," Pierre pointed out. "It is still illegaal and you probably have to pay for a new one." He had listened to your idea of shooting a video clip for your new single "Bust the window out of your car." Your idea was to go back to his apartment and look for his Ferrari in the garage. It would be great to let your anger out.
"I don't care about having to buy a new one. It is about sending a message and having a great clip for the single. He needs to know about the pain I go trough. This wasn't just some game for me. " Kika had cheered you on. She had gone with you to buy some baseball bats to hit the windows in. It was a red one to match the car and all of Charles's red flags.
You had written two songs about smashing his car. The other one was called 'Before you cheat'. You wanted to have prove by your lyrics.
The next day you found yourself back in Monaco. Everywhere you looked it reminded you of him. You knew Charles would be away at this time, still knowing his calendar by heart.
Walking inside the garage it didn't take long to spot the red Ferrari. Deep down it did hurt knowing your were going to ruin a piece of art, but it was the consequences he had to deal with. "There you are. I want to apolise for what is going to happen." You spoke to it like it understood you.
Pierre stood at the entrance looking out if no one was coming down stairs. He didn't like this. He knew that Charles wouldn't report you to the police, at least he hoped he wouldn't, that thought calmed him down a bit. But then Charles is also hurt. You never know what comes out of that.
The camera was pointing right at the car, which was gladly standing alone with no other cars around it. You didn't want to accidentally ruin someone else car.
Before you knew it you had hit in one of the windows and glass was flying everywhere. You grabbed one of your keys to leave a puncture in the tyre. Doing some poses on the hood of the red car and laying on top of it. You mounted the lyrics of the song pointing your head to the camera.
Time went by and you had all of the material you needed for the clip. The car was ruined, but he deserved it. He can afford a new one. Just like he can afford a new girlfriend. You look around hoping no one spotted you/ "Where is Pierre?" You ask as you cannot find him anymore. Kika looked at you with a pity face. "Charles was here. Pierre went after him. " Your eyes widens at the mention of Charles. He was here? He didn't stop you? Kika shrugs her shoulders as if she knew what you were thinking. "Don't pay attention to him." You gathered up your stuff and left behind all the pieces of your broken heart.
Y/N!L/N: New album out!!!! Stream ' Sixteen' on all platforms.
Y/N!L/N
I want to thank to people who helped me get trough a hard time. I love you all.<3
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KiKaGomez: 🩷🩷🩷
KikaGomez: Absolute great music as always
-> Y/N!L/N: Thank you, gorgeous
Pierregasly: bonne musique, Y/n
-> Y/N!L/N: Merci Beaucoup Pierre
LoveYn: Mother is mothering
ILoveYN: Did anyone see that video clip by "bust the window out your cars??????????????????
-> f1b1tch: Yess, it looks a lot like his own car
-> carsf1: She ruined a ferarri
Totwolfflove: Charles is in the likes
-> Slutforyn: This is not a drill
SlayYn: Finally, new song. I love them all
F1Yn: Did they really break uo??
-> ClYn: I think. Pretty sure the album is about Charles and it are not nice songs.
-> F1addict: He is still in the likes
MaxVerstappen1: great album
-> User729: Max?????
-> mvetcl: Arianna, what are you doing here?
-> Y/N!LN: Thank you Max
Charlesleclerc: ❤️
-> User92: The audacity this man has
->ynlovw: Delulu much
-> Pierregasly: Mate, wtf
-> F1yn: Even Pierre is confused
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VH - Turn over
A menacing silhouette stepped into the prison and stared at the hero in silence. Behind the bars, the prisoner raised his shining eyes, looking very frail and helpless.
“Oh no,” he whimpered, twisting his hands. “I’ve done nothing wrong. I beg of you, Villain, I’m-”
The other cut across him, shaking his head:
“You can stop.”
“But-”
“I know who you are. You’re the hero who’s an invincible vampire, aren't you? You don’t have to pretend. I surrender.”
“Ah.”
Hero slowly grinned, showing his pointed teeth, looking a lot less helpless:
“Good.”
Villain nodded slightly and sat on the chair in front of the cell, his eyes fixed on the ground, his hands clasped in front of him. The other tapped on the bars to get his attention:
“I gotta ask, do you imprison every guy who you surrender to?”
“I know this can’t hold you for long-”
“Nope. Absolutely not.”
“-but I wanted to talk.”
Vampire Hero groaned:
“We’re not doing that. If you think I have time for listening to how amazing or blameless you are, I’d rather drink you until you collapse.”
“No, I have a question.”
“Shoot.”
Villain hesitated for a moment, then said, avoiding his gaze:
“When did you realize you were on the bad side?”
“Uh?”
“Before you switched, I mean. When did you realize you were...well, evil?”
Vampire Hero tilted his head, intrigued:
“Since the beginning? I mean, I liked to cut animals and make my whipping boy suffer when I was a toddler. That wasn’t really hard to put two and two together. I'm an asshole, not an idiot.”
“A whipping boy, you mean-”
“A literal whipping boy, yeah. Father offered me one and punished him every time I misbehaved. That was a good birthday gift, a long time ago.”
“So being a vampire hasn’t corrupted your soul or-”
“Nah. Can’t corrupt what’s already rotten.”
“I see.”
There was a moment of silence. Villain didn’t move. Vampire Hero huffed a little, his patience growing thin.
“How can you look so lost in your own prison?”
“It wasn’t like that for me.”
“Oh there we go, the monologue. Keep going, and I’ll rip off the bars of the cell and come for you next.”
“Go ahead, I won’t use it anymore.”
A bar creaked in answer. Villain didn’t look up once.
“I thought my work was for the best,” he said after a while. “I thought us with powers deserved more of society. Don’t you think so?”
“I don’t care.”
“Surely you must have. A little.”
“We’re not from the same time, remember? I had a castle and servants and human toys. Society never bothered me much.”
“It must have been nice, not having to care.”
Vampire Hero shrugged.
“I’m not sure,” he admitted. “Didn’t work out that great for me, did it?”
“I had to care. I had to cling to life every day to survive. I was nearly killed by people thinking I was a freak because I had powers.”
“It doesn’t look like they did a great job, then.”
Villain raised his head a little:
“I just wanted a place where we weren't bullied all the time, so I created my own group. As it grew, so did our ambitions-”
“Aw man, that is gonna take a while.”
Sulking, the vampire threw himself on the ground and began to fidget with the bar he had ripped off. While he bent it as easily as it was clay, Villain kept on, barely giving him a glance:
“I thought that no one listened to us, you see? So we had to make people listen.”
“Except that it doesn't make sense. Since when are powers a problem here? I don’t know much about the outside world, but even I know that heroes are adored and stuff. They have fanclubs and everything.”
“But you have to be a hero, that's the problem. If you can teleport and want to be anything else, like a baker or something, you’re shamed by society unless you hide who you are. If you’re born with powers, the hero agencies are already breathing on your neck.”
“I find this expression offensive. Look, I’ve made a noodle!”
Villain glanced at the twirled bar the vampire was playing with:
“Very nice.”
“Thank you. I used to twist any iron bar that I had in my hands. It makes so much more damage when it pops out of the body.”
Villain stared at the wall for a second and cleared his throat:
“...Anyway, we were building a community. I met my first friends and my lover there.”
“Congrats. I don’t care.”
“As with all communities, tensions grew. I wanted to take more action. I thought that protests weren’t enough.”
“Yeah, I’ve read your file. Killed a lot of humans and exploded a lot of stuff. Classic.”
“I wanted to be heard! Our group went from inefficient to dangerous, but where is the limit? Where is the perfect middle spot?”
“No idea.”
“Me neither. My husband tried to bring me back to protests, but I wouldn’t listen to him. We argued until the moment when I- when he-”
Villain turned his head away:
“I tried to keep on, but it doesn’t make sense without him. Our community is riffled with conflicts. None of it makes sense anymore. So I surrender.”
He stood up and pulled out the key of the cell from his pocket. Vampire Hero squinted at him, curious despite himself:
“So, how did you kill your husband?”
Villain looked at him, horrified:
“What? I didn’t! He left me.”
The door opened. Vampire Hero jumped on his feet and burst out of his cell, chirping:
“Let’s go!”
He passed next to Villain and went through the exit, leaving the latter staring at him:
“Are you- Aren’t you going to drink me or something-”
The hero shrugged and patted his arm, a little smile on his face:
“Eh. I’m not hungry.”
*
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