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Everyone: "Unova had a bunch of references to it recently and we had gen 4 games not long ago, next mainline game is gonna be in Unova!"

Also Everyone: "Gen 2 would be up for a new game soon after Let's Go did Kanto, and the whole Pokemon Present was FILLED with Johto related stuff. Next game will be Johto!"

Gamefreak:

Mrow

Bakugou x roomate!reader

Summary: you've gotten yourself into a quirk accident & were now..?? a cat??

A/n: if there's one thing i like about the mha universe is that the existence of quirks make up so many plot possibilities to play with. i had a lot of fun writing this & i hope you enjoy reading too!

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You were a cat.

Your day most certainly could not get any weirder than this.

You were chasing after a petty thief down the alleyway when it happened. You almost felt bad for going after what could be the most skittish crime offender you've ever encountered.

Then she struck you with her quirk.

The force of it knocked you to the ground & your sight went blurry. You vaguely heard her apologized profusely, swearing it was an accident & stammering that you'll be able to figure out how to undo it on your own, leaving you to slowly black out.

When you came to, you found yourself absolutely drowning in a mass of clothes that you soon realized was your hero outfit. Horrified at the discovery, you looked down at your naked body only to find out you weren't exactly naked.

You were covered in fur.

Cursing out in confusion, you heard your own voice rang through the alleyway. But it didn't sound like your voice & what came out was most definitely not coherent words.

Panicked you scrambled to get out of the alley, almost plopping face first into what seemed to be a ridiculously huge puddle, barely catching yourself as you fell on your furry butt. Peering into the muddy water, you felt your heart sank at the sight of your own reflection.

You were a cat.

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You've sat at your front door for approximately 15 minutes, glaring at the wood, willing it open with your mind.

You decided quickly that heading to your agency will do you no good, already concluding you aren't getting a productive two-way conversation with anyone while you were in this form. Trying to alert other pro heroes on your way did not work out, unless them cooing & making baby voices at you counted.

The familiar sound of heavy boots approaching your door made you perk up. Your roomate was home.

You padded aside to make way for your roomate to open the door, you little body slumping in relief. You didn't notice Bakugou skeptically raising an eyebrow at your presence but saying nothing otherwise.

The click of the door unlocking had you sighing inwardly. Ugh. Thank fuck. You thought as you padded in tiredly. Curling up in bed after the day you had the only thing on your mind.

You barely made it two steps in before your feet were no longer on the ground, making you squeal in surprise.

"Oi."

You heard your own angry mewls as Bakugou grabbed you by the scruff, holding you up to his face.

"Who the fuck do you think you are waltzing in like you own this place?"

You wanted to scream. You were too tired for this shit right now.

Oh my god. Bakugou! I do own this place. Its me! Y/n!

You tried explaining to no avail as you thrashed in his hold. Bakugou muttered something about you being 'a loud little fuck too' & started heading for the front door.

This made you bristle in irritation even more.

There was absolutely no way you were turned into a cat & getting kicked out of your own apartment on the same day. Not fucking happening.

The moment Bakugou dropped you off out the front door, you launched yourself onto his pant leg before he could close the door in your face, clinging on to dear life as the blonde yelped in surprise at feeling your little claws dig into the fabric of his sweatpants.

"Are you fucking kidding me??" He yelled, swinging he's leg around, jostling you with the movement, trying to get you off of him.

No! Thats my line, you bastard! Don't fucking kid with me!

You yelled profanities at him. All of which, to your dismay, came out as high pitched wails while Bakugou stumbled around as he tried to pry you off his leg while you held on with all your might. In his struggle, he bumped into the front door, cracking it open just a smidge. Seeing this opening you leaped off of him & made a mad dash inside, hearing your angry roomate shout after you. You dove for the living room sofa, barely wiggling your way through the narrow space underneath, only just escaping the angry blonde's grasp.

You heard Bakugou yelling at you to get out, to which you yelled right back at him- non-threatening little mewls be damned. You weren't standing for this bullshit.

Fuck.

There was no way of communicating with him like this. Where the fuck was a convinient scrabble board game when you needed one.

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"Oi. Come out. You must be hungry. I got you food."

No! You'll try to throw me out again! Out of my own home may I add!

You heard Bakugou snicker at your yowls from under the sofa, making your tail puff up in annoyance.

"Calm down, brat. I won't throw you out. Promise. Just food."

You contemplated your options for a moment before relenting to his offer. Bakugou chuckled at the sight of you poking your head out of your hiding place, looking up at him with doubts written all over your furry face.

You watched him place two saucers by the table, one of steamed fish, the other filled with clean water before moving on to set his own meal & take a seat at the table. Trotting over nervously, you looked up at him one last time, just in case he was bluffing, only to have him roll his eyes at you. "Hurry up. My foods getting cold."

You tilt your head at that.

His food? Was he waiting for you to eat together?

You wanted to ask but your tummy growling & confirmation that you could hold Bakugou to his word had you making your way to your dishes. Plus your questions would only come out as mewls & squeals anyway so.

Sitting on your haunches you meowed out a 'thanks for the food' before digging in, making the blonde laugh.

"At least you have some manners for a feral little thing."

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You didn't have time to worry about getting kicked out after dinner, having seemingly become the least of Bakugou's problems after a phonecall left him agitated & fidgety.

You watched Bakugou pace the living room back & forth, whilst holding his phone up to his ear, seemingly getting more & more frustrated by the minute as he grumbled under his breath ever time the call went to voicemail.

"Mrow?"

Bakugou barely acknowledged your presence with a glance before he's dialing the number again.

"She's not fucking answering."

Who?

"The other dumbass that lives here. She should've been home ages ago. Its getting dark."

Oh. Oh, he's worried about you.

Cursing under his breath at another voicemail, Bakugou muttered something about calling your agency again while you watched him barely contain his distress as he learns no one has seen you since your patrol.

"This fucking dumbass. Where the hell are you??" Bakugou growled while tugging on the boots of his hero outfit, the worry underlying his voice made your gut churn with guilt.

You scurried over to where he sat at the door, swiftly lacing up his boots. He paused when you meowed, peaking around his side.

Keeping your eyes on his, you tested the waters by perching up on his thigh, front paws on his tummy with those red eyes watching your every move. When Bakugou didn't push you off, you continued wiggling your way up his chest, his hand instinctively coming under your legs to support you.

Face to face with him, you see the distress on his face, the expression making your heart heavy. Pushing your little body on your hind legs, you bring a paw up to the wrinkles between his brows.

I'm right here, Bakugou. You mewled quietly.

The blonde huffed out a quiet laugh at that. "Whats with you? You're way too perceptive for a regular fluffball." You perk up at his words. Maybe he'd finally notice!

Thats 'cause I'm not a cat! Its me! Y/n!

To your dismay, he only chuckled at your frantic meows. "Alright, alright. I have to go now," he rumbled out with an amused grin overlaying his worry. He stood up slowly, picking you up in his large hands to set you on the ground. "M'bringing that idiot home so I can introduce ya. I'd bet she's gonna love ya."

You could only watch as Bakugou stepped out into the night to search for you, knowing he wouldn't find you out there tonight.

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y'all can comment which character that is also a moon that i forgotten 😔

edit: Princess Yue, Melody, Loona, Moony and Lunala are thereeee and i losting some followers and i wanna get 2.000 followers :(

We will see you soon, Neighbor!

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Waking up in a hospital bed was not something you thought you would do in a very long time. The hospital smell, the fabric that makes up the gowns, the obnoxious sounds from the many machines that crowd the room, it was all something that you’d wanted to avoid for a long time. And yet, here you were. Your eyes droopy and hair messy, laying in a hospital bed.

“For someone who just came back from surgery, you look great.”

Rolling your eyes, you flipped the channel again. Hitoshi and Izuku had been waiting for you to get back, every time you opened your eyes they were there. You couldn’t decide if it was annoying or comforting.

“Yeah whatever, get me a pudding dickwad.”

Izuku laughed as Hitoshi stuck his tongue out at you, but left the room to get what you asked for anyways. You laid your head back, sighing deeply. The last 24 hours had been the most eventful 24 hours in a long time, and you never really had the time to sit down and process. In a way, you’re more warn out by the festival and that argument with Katsuki than the surgery that had to clean up the mess that was the inside of your body.

When you first woke up, you weren’t entirely conscious, still going in and out of consciousness. All you could see and hear was Hitoshi and Izuku talking to the doctors, hearing words such as “alcohol” and “blood.” At one point your friends saw that you were trying to wake up and they rushed to your side, feeling a hand push back your hair while another held your right hand. You really wish you could hear what they were saying, but everything was so muffled and bright. It was like being underwater with a spotlight being shined on you.

The second time you woke, and stayed awake, was after the surgery. You were tired, and grumpy, refusing to use full sentences with Izuku and Hitoshi once you were fully aware of the situation. However, these are the people that know you best, and it didn’t take them very long to break you.

When they did, you had successfully broke down sobbing, both of them practically jumping onto the bed to hold you. It had been so long since you’ve cried like that, but after the previous day of pain and stress there was no better way to let it go. You told them everything, from the pains you were getting all the way to your fight with Katsuki. They both nodded along, claiming that Katsuki had told them about the fight that night after you had been taken away in the ambulance. It had taken you a while to recover, and your heavy sobbing did worry the nurses, but you settled down eventually. After that, you noticed that your friends had sent you plenty of “get well” presents, and Shoto was on FaceTime for way too long.

Opening your eyes, you sat back up before turning to look at Izuku in the chair next to you. You couldn’t believe that the both of them stayed the night with you, just like last year. It felt all to eerily similar to last year, just, without the passing out after an argument part.

“What is it n/n? Are you still hurting? Tell me where.”

Izuku was by your side in an instant, pushing on your ribcage and watching your face for discomfort. However, your facial expression was simply a straight face and you gently pulled his hands away. He noticed the mood quickly and sat in front of you, giving you those famous doe eyes of his.

“I was such a bitch to him, Zu.”

You sat criss cross, refusing to make eye contact with the man who sat in front of you. You knew if you looked at him you would start crying again, and the swelling around your eyes just went down.

Taking another breath, you spoke again.

“I drunkenly made out with a stranger at a party, and ended up creating this whole…relationship with him! We called almost every night, texted each other everything, went out into the town together…and the whole time…I was lying to myself.”

“Lying to yourself about what, y/n?”

There was a pause after Izuku closed his mouth, and you were still looking away from him. The two of you sat there, the noises from machines around you and the TV being the only sound filling the room. You could feel Izuku’s stare, he’s always been known to have a weirdly intimate stare, his eyes being able to speak for him.

You opened your mouth to talk again, before finding you didn’t know what else to say. Izuku noticed and cupped your hands in his, and gently spoke up.

“Y/n, you knew you had feelings for him since your first day on the job,” he chuckled, making you look up at him with glaring eyes. His face softened, but the smile was still there.

Before he could speak again, Hitoshi returned with the pudding with a raised eyebrow.

“Are we having another break down?”

Izuku thinned his lips as you flipped off your best friend, but he ignored both of you and sat down next to you on the bed. He handed you the pudding and threw an arm around you, Izuku’s hands still holding your free hand.

“No, just talking,” Izuku glared at Hitoshi who threw his free hand up in defense. He looked back at you and let your hand go so you could eat your pudding, then continued to talk.

“You haven’t been lying to yourself, you’re not that type of person. You and I both know you were a hundred percent aware of your feelings, and I’m sure that’s all you could think about it. You just decided not to act on them because you were scared to mess up all the hard work you put into recovering from a pretty traumatizing event.”

As you ate your pudding you melted into the bed some more, not liking the feeling of both of your best friends staring at you. Not to mention talking about your love life made you want to pass out again so you didn’t have to be conscious for this. Maybe if you just closed your eyes…

“Do I think you lead him on? I hate to say it, but yes.”

Surprised with his words, you glanced up at him. He was looking at you, a serious expression on his face.

“There were so many different ways you could have dealt with the situation, but just because you did that doesn’t mean you’re a ‘bitch’ or deserved to be yelled at like that.”

You looked away again, but found yourself thinking over these past months. He wasn’t wrong. You liked Katsuki in not-so platonic way, put so much energy and effort into him but still called him a friend. It wasn’t right, and just like Katsuki said, you are a coward. You knew about your feelings towards the blond but you were just too scared to act on them, you were terrified something bad would happen if you did.

Surprisingly, Hitoshi was the one who spoke up again. which was probably the works of Izuku’s weird eye contact language

“You were scared, and you’re still scared. Shitty things happened to you, not just the car accident but all of your fucked up relationships too. No one is blaming you for not dating this guy, no matter how much you drooled over him.”

You smacked his chest, but Hitoshi just chuckled and continued.

“You don’t even have to date him now if you’re not ready, that’s okay. But you do have to apologize to him and explain the situation. Just talk to him, I’m more than certain he wants to talk things out too.”

More silence, but at least this one was a comfortable one since your friends were done speaking. Now, you just had to sit and think about all of this, process it.

You worked so hard to build your life back up. Your confidence, strength, mental and physical health. The idea of being in a serious relationship scared the shit out of you, not wanting to have another person worried about you. You wanted that independence, wanted to prove to yourself that you could take care of yourself, that you didn’t need someone breathing down your neck. You wanted to be strong, worthy of Katsuki’s love and care.

But, now that you think about that, it’s so stupid.

You were so worried about being a burden to all of your loved ones, that you didn’t even notice that you were drowning in yourself. Your friends, Katsuki, they wanted to be there for you. You aren’t needy, and just because they help you doesn’t mean you’re not independent or strong. They love you just as much you love them, and you should embrace them.

You love your friends.

You love Katsuki.

Your eyes widen when you take the last bite of your pudding.

You’re in love with Bakugou Katsuki.

“Oh my god,” you groan, running a hand down your face.

Izuku and Hitoshi pipe up at your response, Hitoshi raising an amused eyebrow while Izuku’s eyebrows furrow in concern.

“I’m in love with fucking Bakugou Katsuki.”

When you look back at your friends, there are two very different people looking at you. Izuku, is looking knowingly at you, with a gentle smile. Hitoshi however, your best friend, is looking at you trying not to laugh.

Groaning again, you lay back in your bed, eyes looking up at the ceiling. You feel Hitoshi leave your side and walk over to the other side of you while Izuku moves further up to replace Hitoshi’s spot.

“Okay, I have to say it,” Hitoshi sits down on the chair next to your bed as you and Izuku look at Hitoshi’s questioningly.

“Out of all the guys, him? Really? I mean I know he’s a model but there’s no way-“

Instead of letting your so-called-friend continue, you shut him up quickly with a pillow to the face. Izuku immediately burst out in laughter at the action, and you couldn’t help but giggle yourself after seeing Hitoshi’s reaction.

All this is shit you’ve gone through is scary, and in a way the future is even more terrifying. But right now, even after having surgery, you’ve never felt more secure. You have the worlds best friends, and you’re in love with Bakugou Katsuki. Now when you’re scared, you don’t have to feel weak for asking for help, you’re going to let the people who care about you, love you.

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soon you’ll get better

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I love this! Its so cute❤️

care to read a beta chapter of a zane ro'meave reader insert i wrote, returning mystreet fans? also have this lil doodle i made of zane in my style! also there is a k-drama reference in there, so iykyk ;)

"And the house is yours!" Claimed the realtor a few weeks ago as she grabbed the signed papers from your side of the table.

So now you were here, thanking the people who had just finished placing your furniture in their set rooms. You watched as their delivery truck drove away before heading to your trailblazer that packed your belongings that you were too nervous to place inside the moving truck.

The house you moved into was on this recently built block called Lover's Lane, an odd name honestly. However, the house that was on sale was just within your budget and an adequate distance from the hospital you worked at. It was also pretty well designed, so props to that.

It was a beautiful black two story house with white accents. There was a garage separate from the house much to your dismay, but at least your car had its own little home too. The driveway also had a path that connected to your porch.

As for the house itself, as soon as you walked through the doors you would be greeted with wooden tiles for both living room and kitchen. To your left was the living room with your tv hung up on the wall, your L shaped couch with the chaise away from the entrance, your round coffee table in front of said couch, and some racks to the left of your door. To the right was your island kitchen that was stationed behind your L shaped counter.

To the top left corner were the stairs that led to the second floor and not really wanting to look at the obvious staircase poking out, you had pushed up two symmetrical bookcases against it. You also managed to luck yourself out with two bedrooms, parallel to each other. For guests, you convinced yourself when you were toured through the house. As soon as you walked up the stairs, you were greeted by your room which you would be decorating soon. Right next to your room was the bathroom which upset you at first because it would've been better if it had just combined with your room but you shrugged it off in the end. Opposite to your room was the convinced 'Guest room'. Next to that room was the washer and dryer room, along with some other cleaning utensils you'd fit in later once you finished unpacking.

Yeah, this was the house. Sure it wasn't perfect but it was definitely an improvement from your tight apartment. Perhaps even a gift to yourself after years of being holed up in that tight apartment when you got out of college. You exhaled a breath of triumph as you placed your knuckles on your hips with a small smile on your face. Yeah, this was the house.

You turned to open your trunk when a merry high-pitched voice had caught your attention. "Hi there!" Your head turned to see a tan girl approaching you. When she had approached you, you noticed she was an inch or two shorter than you were. "Are you just moving in?" She asked, watching as you opened your trunk and revealed the several boxes inside. She seems nice.

You smiled and crossed your arms, shifting your weight on one leg. "Yeah, the moving truck just left so all that's left are these stuff." You gestured your head to the inside of your car to which the girl leaned in to take a look.

"Oh, that seems like a lotttt." She exaggerated by prolonging the last syllable while you chuckled. "Do you need some help? I've got some friends with me right now that would be happy to help." She grinned with her eyes closed as she offered.

"Gosh, really? I wouldn't want to interrupt your day together." You replied, biting your lip but inside you would really appreciate any help given.

"Nonsense! All we had planned today was to check out Ikea for some furniture and we're just walking back home now." Well, if that's the case. "Ah... Well, I'd really like it if you'd help me." You smiled and watched as she turned her back to you and called over a few names from the other side of the road.

She turned back to you and introduced herself. "I'm Aphmau, by the way. I live with my boyfriend, Aaron, in that red house right over there." She pointed to the house that was on the other street and to the right of your house. You turned back to her and greeted yourself. "It's nice to know I have such nice neighbors then. I'm Y/N."

"What's up?" A voice from behind Aphmau caught both of your attention. It was the guys from across the street that she had called over and two of them had black hair, one had blonde, and the last one had brown. What differentiated the two boys with black hair was that one of them wore a mask over their face and had blue eyes. "Guys, this is Y/N! She's new here and I thought it would be nice to help her unpack. Maybe we can invite her over to our house for some drinks after."

She made another offer and she didn't give you a chance to protest as she introduced you to the guys behind her. "Y/N, this is Aaron, Zane, Garroth, and Laurence." She pointed to them individually when she said their names and when she was done, you sent a smile to the collective group.

"It's nice to meet you all, I hope I'm not taking too much time out of your day."

"Nah, it's good." Laurence replied but you heard some grumbling from Zane which caused you to furrow your brows for a second. "Wait, if Y/N's moving to this house... Then that makes her our neighbor!" Garroth excitedly exclaimed while stepping forward and grabbing you by the shoulders with a smile on his face.

"Does it?" You asked and Laurence pointed a finger behind you. You turned your head back and he was pointing to the blue two story house beside your house.

"Ohh, the house with a stringed telephone connecting to the other one?" You blurted out the first thing that came to mind which earned a chuckle from Garroth, who finally removed his hands from your shoulders, and Laurence.

"I told you two to get rid of that already. You have phones to contact Travis and Dante anyway, now you've made our neighbor think we're stupid." Zane, you assume since the voice was slightly muffled, replied with furrowed brows. Brow? The other one was covered...

"Oh no, I think it's got its own charm to it." You chuckled, remembering how confused you felt when you saw the wire outside as you drove past. You didn't notice the surprise in Zane's eye since you turned to grab a box from your trunk. "Anyway, shall we get started?"

You let out a puff of air as you let the last box down on your kitchen counter. "Is that all?" Aaron's voice asked from the living room and you processed for a bit before replying. "Yup, that's all of them. Don't worry about getting the stuff out the boxes, I'll just figure out tomorrow." You sighed out, dragging yourself away from your kitchen to lean on your couch where everyone else has gathered around.

"That's great! I'm sure I've got some lemons to turn into lemonades back at home. Who's up for some lemonade?" Aphmau excitedly exclaimed, clasping her hands together and earning a cheer from the boys except for Zane who just raised his brow and nodded his head in agreement.

"Alright, follow me!" You propped yourself upright and followed slowly behind Aphmau all the way to her house. It was similar to yours except it lacked some furniture and was slightly bigger, but it was a beautiful house. Aphmau announced that she was going into the kitchen to make the lemonade while you lost yourself taking in the house's interior.

In the middle of your admiration, a cat had began rubbing itself on your leg which caused Aaron to pull away with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Eli can get a bit friendly..." You smiled and outstretched your arms to which Eli leaned into and caused Aaron to let go in order for the cat to jump into your arms.

"It's alright, Aaron. Just seems like he wants attention." You giggled, brushing your fingers through its fur. Aaron chuckled at your statement and lead you to the couch along with the other guys. He left the room claiming he would go and help Aphmau in the kitchen.

You set down Eli next to you but the cat decided to make himself at home on your lap. "Looks like he's found himself a new toy." Laurence commented, which made you and Garroth laugh. It was awkwardly quiet after that, with you petting Eli, Zane staring off to wherever, and Garroth and Laurence quietly talking and laughing amongst each other.

"Drink up, people!" Aphmau's cheer came in and cut through the air like a sharp but gentle knife. She set down a tray full of lemonade glasses along with a big pitcher for refills. After that, she took a seat with Aaron right next to her.

"I see someone's already gotten comfy." Aphmau stared at the cat purring on your lap to which you laughed at. "Surprised how you let her a-touch-ah your child." Laurence added in with a laugh, leaning forward to grab a glass for himself. Everyone does the same except for you, since you were too nervous to make any major movements so as to not disturb Eli.

Then, a glass was handed to you. "Here." Zane mumbled and you smiled, taking the lemonade from his hands. "Thank you, Zane." You let your other hand rest on Eli's head while your other brought the refreshing drink to your lips.

"So, Y/N! Why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself?" Aphmau asked, holding her glass gently on her lap with her hands. "Uhh.. Well, my name is Y/N L/N and I have an older brother named Leo." You introduced yourself and included a bit about your family.

"But between you and me, I think I'm the older one despite actually being the younger one." You said in a hushed tone, as if your brother would actually hear you which earned a laugh from the group even a huff from Zane.

"Well, what else?" Aphmau pushed.

"I'm an orthodontist." You stated, taking a sip of your lemonade only to notice some confused faces across the room. "I'm the one you usually think of to get your teeth all straight and stuff." You pointed to your own straight teeth to emphasize your point which earned an 'Oooooh' from across the couch.

"So, like can you get us free check ups and stuff." Garroth asked, clearly joking but you rolled your eyes and chuckled. "Sure, so long as you're willing to pay my debt after." You joked back and they laughed with you. As the laughter died down, you also were curious about your neighbors.

"Well, what about you guys? Anything to say about yourselves?"

"That's a loooongggg story... But to put it short, we've known each other for a pretty long time and we kinda just got stuck with each other in the end." Aphmau explained, earning several nods across the couch. "Just the 5 of you?"

"Oh no, there's a lot of us. I'm sure you'll meet them around the neighborhood." Laurence piped in, taking a sip of his lemonade before continuing. "The other house next to us is also taken by our friends." He added.

"The house right next to us is taken by my old roommates. Aaannddd long time friends." Aphmau explained.

"The house that you're moving into is actually the house my little brother wanted!" Garroth exclaimed, pouring himself another glass of lemonade. "Little brother?" You perked your head to the side.

Garroth then wrapped his arm around Zane and smiled. "Don't we look alike?" You squinted your eyes for a second and noticed they had similar eyes. "Your eyes do look the same but I would've never guessed since you're so... And Zane's so..." You earned a laugh from everybody but Zane rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "I'd think it would be a better compliment if you told me that we don't look alike at all." He grumbled.

"Oh, come on, baby brother! Don't be like that." Garroth whined to which Zane ignored by turning his head away from his direction. You chuckled before bringing back up what Garroth stated earlier.

"Well, sorry I got your dream house, Zane." You smiled softly at his direction but he wasnt even looking at you. "It's fine." Thats all he said before twirling his glass and letting the ice swirl. Actually, has he even drank since Aphmau set down the tray?

"Zane, why haven't you drank anything?" You asked, still looking his way. "Don't mind him, he doesn't usually take his mask off." Aphmau spoke for him, waving her hand up and down. "But you must be dehydrated from moving boxes, right?" You pushed, not knowing why but you just did.

"It's none of your business." He snapped, turning his head to glare at you before staring off somewhere again. Startled at the sudden rudeness in the behavior, you sipped what was left of your lemonade. After a minute or two of thick and awkward atmosphere, you felt intruding and decided to get up and leave.

You gently lifted Eli off your lap and settled her on the couch while you stood up. "I'll... Go unpack the rest of my things. Thank you for the drinks, Aphmau, they were great." You smiled at her then the rest of the room, all of them with worried looks on their faces and one-time glances to Zane. You broughth yourself to the door and made your way down the porch when you heard your name being called.

You were at the bottom of the porch when you finally turned to see an apologetic Aphmau and Garrorh. "I'm so sorry for my friend's behavior." "I'm so sorry for my brother's behavior." They spoke simultaneuosly and you sighed.

"Sorry, but I know better to accept an apology that isn't from the person who did me wrong. Thank you for trying anyway." You smiled politely before crossing over the street and entering your house, not before seeing the worried looks on your neighbor's faces before closing your door.

While you were taking out your belongings from the boxes in the living room, your neighbors were bickering with each other at Aphmau's house.

"Zane, that wasn't very nice." Aphmau said, crossing her arms as she sat across him. Zane didn't say anything. "I know you have trouble meeting new people, but could you please apologize to her?" Zane turned his head away from Aphmau and crossed his arms.

"Zane." ...

"Zaneeee." ...

"Zaaaaneeeeeee." ...

"Za-"

"Alright, fine!" He cut Aphmau off while frustratingly throwing his hands up in the air. Aphmau giggled and clapped her hands together happily before looking at Zane, losing all emotion frok her face. "You're going to go over to her house and apologize. Now. I mean it."

Zane internally shivered at the tone of her voice and from the look on her face before scoffing. He turns around to quickly pull his mask off and down the lemonade before getting up and leaving the house.

Once he finally made his way in front of your door, he just stared at it with clenched fists. Okay, he was here. Now what? In frustration of not wanting to be confronted anymore, he left quickly without a plan in his head. A ding from his phone brought him back from his thoughts.

Aph

Would you stop staring at her door, it's weird.

Zane groaned to himself and didn't even notice the knob turning.

"If you keep standing on my porch like that, people will start to think you're a stalker." You told him, wiping some sweat on your face with your forearm. Noticing how he hasn't said anything but how he was at least maintaining eye contact with you this time, you decided to give him another chance.

"Do you wanna come in?" You turned your body and outstretched your arm to inside your house. You heard a quiet thanks from Zane as he walked inside your house while you closed the door behind him.

"Do you want some water?" You offered to which he just held his hand up to you and shook his head. "No."

"So... What brings you here?" You asked, heading over to your couch and offering Zane a seat. He sat farther away but at least he sat down, you guess. He mumbled something that you didn't quite catch.

"Um.. Come again?"

"I said. I'm sorry, for my reaction earlier. I know you just meant well and I just... Ugh, why is this so hard?" He slapped his hand to his face, rather harshly which made you slightly wince. You smiled, nonetheless. He apologized for his behavior and even if it looked like he was struggling, at least he had the effort to try.

"Hey, it's alright. I'm just happy you apologized, it means a lot." He looked shocked at your reply but from his face, you thought he was looking something on your face. You wiped your face and looked at your fingers, only to find nothing. "Is that all?" He asked which brought your attention away from your hands.

"What?"

"I mean, that's it? You're not gonna argue with me or stuff?" He elaborated. "Ah, well." You started out, turning to look away from him and playing with some decor on your coffee table. "When we have disagreements like this in my family, we go to them and apologize while mentioning what we did wrong to the other person. That alone means a lot because at least you have the effort to apologize. A lot of families just brush past it after a few minutes to 'forgive and forget' but you know... I guess with me it's to 'forgive and learn'."

Zane watched as you dusted off the imaginary dust on your table decoration, thinking that you must've had trouble making eye contact especially talking about something personal with someone you just met. "I see... That's actually a nice family thing to have." He softly said, remembering how Garroth never really apologized for his eye and just brushed it off by bribing him with food afterwards.

"Yeah, I guess so..." You chuckled nervously as the room turned quiet.

"I'll continue fixing my stuff, you can leave whenever you want." You smiled at him as you stood up from the couch to organize the kitchen. "Do you want help?" His offer shocked you as you gently brought out your mugs.

"Oh, uh.. Sure, come over here and I'll just coach you." You watched as he got up from his seat and made his way over you, peering over the several boxes that were settled on the island or the counter.

"So... Zane, want to tell me a bit about yourself?" You asked, hanging your mugs up its mini rack holder. "What's there to say? My name's Zane Ro'Meave and I guess you've already met my annoying brother. Though, I do have a younger brother named Vlyad." He added the last part with a shrug as he set down your microwave near the outlets. "Doesn't seem you're too particular of your brothers." You chuckled, opening up the cupboards for plates while Zane handed them for you to arrange.

"Ugh, seem? Am I not acting resentful enough for you?" He chuckled which made you smile. Seems like he's getting comfy with you, you thought as you grabbed another plate from his hands. "Well, what about you and your brother?"

"Hmm.. We fought a lot as kids but it was over stupid stuff like 'who'd go first' or 'who'd get this or that' but we get along. Well, aside from the still occasional light banter." You laughed slightly as you brought yourself back up after you finished organizing the plates.

"At least your brother sounds tolerable."

"Whatttt? Garroth seems alright." You tried defending him as you opened the drawer for silverware. "Oh my God, you try living with him for more than 10 years." He sounded miserable but you both laughed after his statement.

"Alright, bet. Now, hand me the silverware." You reached your arm out to him as he brought them out the boxes. "Well, how about jobs? What do you do?" You asked, setting down the forks. "I'm kinda here and there, don't have a long-time job." He said, shrugging it off as if it was nothing but you could guess how exhausting that is.

"Yeah, that must be stressful. I had to work multiple jobs back in college too." You tried reassuring Zane by relating with him as you finished up with the silverware.

"At least you've got a stable job as an ortho." He said, bringing out your blender. "Ah, well... The stress never really left especially if your patient is a kid getting braces." You thought back to the crying child in your office.

"It took too long to comfort that kid." You shivered at the memory, showing Zane where to place the blender. "What? The little candy trick didn't work?" You rolled your eyes at him as he handed you your electric kettle.

"Haha, funny." You jokingly sent a glare to his direction as you finished up your kitchen after setting down your kettle. "That's it for the first floor, you still willing to help me for the second floor?" You asked, nudging your head to direction of your stairs.

Zane glanced at his phone, checking the time. "I've got plenty of time to avoid my roommates'." You laughed at his response, leading him upstairs. "So, I'm guessing you didn't save up enough money for this house?" You asked, opening up the door to your room.

"Unfortunately, that's right. That's why I opted to live with my brother." He moped, helping you by opening up the boxes. "Well... There's a spare room right across mine so maybe when we know each other better, we can be roommates." You laughed lightly, gently picking up your folded clothes and placing them in your cabinet.

"Wait, do you mean that?" Your brows raised as you turned to Zane who was setting up your lamp on your desk. Well, you meant it as a light joke but it seemed Zane thought otherwise. You tried to think of a reply but you just shrugged your shoulders while pouting your lip.

"Who knows?"

Did that sound like a good enough answer? Not too mean and also not too welcoming? You thought, picking up more of your clothes while Zane only hummed and finished up your lamp.

"So, when Aphmau said you guys knew each other for a pretty long time, how long did she mean?" You asked, smiling at his direction as he lent you hangers for the clothes that weren't supposed to be folded. The cabinet in your room was built in and was fairly big, so you added some drawers in.

"I've known Aph since high school, though I wouldn't say we were already buddy-buddy back then." Zane rolled his eyes around as if thinking back to the past, handing you another hanger. "What, you guys were enemies or something?"

"Ehh, you could say that. I'm guessing you didn't go to Phoenix Drop High?" He asked, watching as you struggled to keep the coat on the hanger before hanging it up on the bar. "No, I went to an all girls school up until high school. Only when I applied for college did I join a co-ed school." You explained, reaching out for another hanger for your last piece of clothing.

"Though, I think I knew this guy that went there?" You recalled this guy at one of the jobs you worked at in college mentioning he went there since you two worked the same shift. "Really, who?" Zane asked, his brows raising in curiosity.

"God, I can't remember his name but he was pretty nice. There was an 'E' in his name, though.. Pretty handsome too." You thought back and remembered he had the same hair and eyes as Zane, granted Zane's eyes were more of an ice blue than your past coworker's.

You finished up your closet by closing it and dusting off your hands. "Ah well, most guys from there are called handsome." You chuckled.

"So, do you consider yourself handsome?" You asked, smiling at him but he only gave you a weird stare before looking away and grabbing your blanket to dust it off. Awkward...

"Anyway, all that's left is the bed and we can call it off for the day. I'm getting hungry and I think this moving in can wait until tomorrow, don't you think?" You laughed lightly, putting your covers over your new bare pillows.

"Now that you mention it, yeah I am getting kind of hungry." Zane replied, as if giving you a peek into his thoughts. "Take out?" You offered, fluffing up your pillows while Zane folded up your blanket.

"Really?" He sounded surprised as he laid your folded blanket at the food of your bed. "I mean, after I treated you so rudely earlier?" You shrugged with a shoulder, pulling out your phone.

"Well, you apologized and even helped me unpack. Plus, my fridge doesn't really have much to offer you." You joked, opening up your delivery app while Zane just looked at you with a wide eye.

What? To say he was confused would be correct, but that was also an understatement. He was baffled? When was the last time someone had been so welcoming to him? It was just someone he had just met today, at that. "You up for some Chinese?" Your voice knocked him out of his state of shock and he managed to croak out a reply. "S... Sure..."

"Andddd, it's on its way. Come on." You motioned him outside your room to go downstairs and he just slowly followed behind you when he received a text halfway down the stairs.

Garroth

Where are u, bro? Dinner's almost ready

Zane

I'm busy.

Don't wait on me.

He shoved his phone back in his sweatpants and found you sat down on your couch, flipping through the selections on Netflix.

At the sound of Zane's footsteps, you turned your head behind your couch to find him standing in the middle of the house. "You have a habit of just awkwardly standing, do you?" You joked, patting the couch for him to come over.

"Well. I'm just taking in the interior of my, now sold, dream house." He huffed, making his way over to sit next to you but still putting some distance.

"What are we watching?" He asked, watching you browse. "Hmm.. Oh, what about this? A young man in his 20s who moves to Korea and rents a room in a run-down building. The place is a mess and the residents are creepy, but he decides to stay." You explain, landing on a thriller k-drama series.

"Watching a person's misery happen due to his poor life choices? Oh, how fun." Zane was smiling under his mask and you could see how it reached his eyes, though the reason was concerning but maybe that's just how he talks. You looked at him quizzically before laughing a bit.

"First one to get scared buys the other one ice cream." You jested, getting comfy in your seat with a pillow on your lap. Zane scoffs and rolls his eye. "Give up your money now then." He chuckled, crossing his arms and leaning back into his seat.

Then the door bell rang.

"Wow, they deliver fast." You murmured, getting up off your seat to get the food. Which left Zane to stare at your TV and to his thoughts.

Okay, this was really weird. The only other person that was this nice to him was Aph but that took years to develop, but you just seemed... Seemed so, easygoing? When he had snapped at you, you didn't react violently but rather left in a rush, but even through that you seemed composed. When he apologized, he was quickly forgiven and you trusted him enough to give another chance at this– Friendship? Could this be a new friendship for Zane? Oh please, no way. This was most definitely a one time thing between you two and then the next time you would interact with each other would be on accident. Yeah, that's it. That's what Zane is telling himself right now.

"You didn't really tell me what you want, so I just got what I thought was best." You laid the food out on your coffee table and handed Zane his chopsticks. "O-Oh, how much was it in total then?" Zane stammered a little in surprise of your presence, reaching out for his wallet.

You shook your head and raised your hand up. "It's on me, don't worry about it. Now grab these chopsticks and dig in." He glanced at your hand before hesitatingly grabbing the chopsticks.

You smiled and reached for the remote to click play. You offered Zane a box of noodles while you got yourself some chicken. Zane stared at the food for a bit and didn't move which caught your attention.

"Oh.. Don't worry, I won't look at you if you don't feel comfortable with your mask down." You sent a reassuring smile his way before returning to your food and show.

Zane glanced at you and watched as you enjoyed yourself, despite him being your company before glancing back at the noodles. It was hard to describe how he felt right now, but all he knew was that whatever he was experiencing felt nice.

He smiled under his mask a little before pulling it off and twirling the chopsticks in his noodles while starting to pay attention to the drama.

"I don't think I'm gonna look at you the same." Zane joked off, chuckling lowly as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "Hey, you admitting you got scared first?" You laughed, leaning against your door frame while he stood outside.

"What? Me? I'm pretty sure you flinched when you saw that scene with the-" You cut him off by blabbering nonsense and covering your ears. He laughed at your reaction and rolled his eyes.

"Anyway, it's getting late. You should get home." You smiled, glancing at his house to your right and noticing how only the ground floor lights were on. "Your brother might get worried." You added before looking back at Zane.

"Garroth? He's practically snoring the night away right now so no, he wouldn't be worried." He scowled under his mask while rolling his eyes but you just chuckled. "Well, a bed is definitely going to be better than a couch." You reassured him and you just gained a sigh.

"You make a point. See you around the neighborhood, Y/N." He waved at you and you suddenly remembered that you didn't have his phone number. You jogged up to him just as he reached the bottom of the stairs. "Hey, Zane! Wait!" You called out, making him turn around to you.

You quickly brought your phone out and smiled at him. "Let's exchange numbers. You know, to keep touch." Zane stared at you for a bit. He has a habit of staring and standing... You thought, watching as he pulled out his own from his pocket.

"Here." He murmured, handing you his phone while you handed him yours. After around two minutes, you returned each other's phones. "Alright, now get back home." You laughed lightly and waved him goodbye, returning back to lock your doors for the night.

Zane watched as you walked away before looking down on his phone. Your contact was really there, but there was no picture. Zane bounced his phone on his palm a bit before putting it back in his pocket and walking away.

Today was something, thought the two adults that had parted ways for the night.

WHY THE FUCK DOES IT FIT

since people seem to think the timing is off in the new OP, i think i know what song it was originally set to…