《Sky: Children of the light x Reader Oneshots/Scenarios》{ lesson } Propechy Questgiver x Reader
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⚠ some adult joke at the end
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( y/n POV )
"Hello (y/n), may I sit here?"
"Sure"
The spider mask spirit sits beside me and looks at what I was looking "why so grumpy?"
"Oh, nothing..." I murmured trying to hold my annoyance, I didn't want to be bothered lately. But I can't let people know that I'm also feeling, jealous...
"Are you looking at"
"Yeah, I am..." I cut before she can finish. She giggles and I perked up at her. "What so funny?" She continued "are you perhaps, jealous?"
"Jealous?!" I blushed, no way this girl knows what I'm feeling. But I mean, well it's kinda obvious. "Well, uh, you can say that, but don't tell anyone!"
"I won't. I know how it feels. Don't you're safe with me" she teased giving me a betrayal hint? I groaned but keep looking
I never felt this upset. Why does it hurt seeing him with others? It's not like I don't tolerate others' relationships with him. What does the Water prophecy want from him anyway?
I get it, she's probably his student. But why whenever I need him?
"I suggest you should talk to him when she's gone"
"Hope she does..."
As I wait for the perfect moment to strike my action to him, but it's been a while. And no sudden movement happens between them, it gets to the point I just want to let my anger out.
But because I don't want to look bad, I stand up and walked to him. When I'm close, I take my time to let myself fall on the quest giver's backs.
Because I was short he knows it was me. I hug him from the back. He looked down at my frame
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I squeezed him trying to get his attention
"It seems that our conversation will be continued later. I have some business"
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( 3rd POV )
(Y/n) and the Questgiver we're at their shared bedroom. (Y/n) was laying down on the bed mumbling onto the pillow, "so, care to tell me?" He chuckled
"Forget about it... I'm just glad we're here alone..." She grumbled earning a little peck on the forehead
He pulled her closer gently by her waist while his head resting above her head "so, you were...Jealous?" He teased
Of course, she stays silent "don't ask if you know it" (y/n) playfully smack his chest. He smiled while snuggling on her hair "I'll take that as a yes, I love to see you get jealous. It's adorable"
(Y/n) trying to ignore him, but all those sweet nothing whisper keeping her blush doesn't make the situation better for her. "Haha" she joked sarcastically.
Just you wait...
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(Y/n POV)
*yawn*
I woke up alone in our bedroom, trying to find the questgiver. But it seems like he has already left for another reason, at this point my mind plays a positive taught of him probably just talking with the boys
I walked outside of our bedroom and went to the main cave. I saw that only the spirits were here so I thought he must be out of the cave
As I was outside I went to the prairie social place where I thought he must be there, and so far. Yes, he was there.
But again, he was with the ladies. Surprisingly. I wasn't in the mood to just barge into their conversation. I don't want to look like a clingy kid so I sat myself down on the bench looking at the birds
"Good morning, ma'am"
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I snap my eyes open and look at the voice, it was the stretching lamplighter ( . "Good morning too, sir" I gave him space for him to sit beside me.
"You're not fixing the light?"
"Someone can take my place, after all. I need a little vacation from stress"
"Of course"
(3rd POV)
It all started there
He noticed (y/n) talking with the lamplighter, at first nothing happened. It didn't catch much attention.
Until the Questgiver heard her laugh with him. That set him off but still try to keep it cool. But it went off his boundaries as he couldn't take it anymore.
"Excuse me"
They both looked up, "I'm sorry to bother. Is there any important conversation?" He asked trying to look and sound intimidating
"No, but maybe you should learn how to treat your girl right" the lamplighter joked. Not flinching or stepping back but put his arm on (y/n) shoulder pulling her close
"Oh I am" the Anubis masked pull her wrist closer freeing her from the lamplighter.
"I guess we will meet again"
Both walked away from the prairie social place and fly back to the Cave of Prophecy.
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"So, you were..."
"Yea and I have learned my lesson" he hugged the girl tight in his arm
(Y/n) chuckled and pull him closer, "that's why you gotta learn how to treat me right" she teased, "how about I treat you right on The bed, nice and hard" he responds as he hovered the girl that now he's on top of her
It was a long day
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-ta76
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