note: this route episode does not intervene with the actual plot. what happens in the mysta route didn't happen in the main story.

mysta and y/n during sunday's group date:

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✞︎ "holy crap!" mysta immediately exclaimed after he parted his lips from y/n's. the kiss didn't even last for a few seconds long.

"you f****** i***!"

"i was thinking of licking the blood off your lips but good f**king lord, that's a lot!" he said as he wipes the blood off y/n's lower lip with his thumbs.

y/n was... in daze. she was starstrucked and couldn't move. this man suddenly just crashed his lips onto her and then had the AUDACITY to curse at her?

"f***ing h**l..."

y/n's eyes widened when he crashed his lips onto hers again. then again. then again and again and again—

"mysta!" y/n complained loudly.

"what?! i'm helping you here!"

"you're not! you're hurting me!"

"you hurt me more, though!"

y/n's face slowly turned soft. "r-really...?"

"yeah!" mysta said but he calmed down as soon as he saw the change in y/n's look.

oops. i fooled her too quickly. he thought, guilty.

"w-well, not really. no need to look at me like... like that..."

"like what?"

"l-like you're worried— too worried, rather! don't look at me like that you're making me blush..." mysta bashfully said while averting his eyes away.

y/n's eyebrows furrowed. she didn't even think and just smacked mysta's chest.

"why are you even angry at me, huh?!" she yelled as she repeatedly smacked him, showing no mercy. "i should be the angry one here! did consent just escape your dictionary?! huh?! HUH?!"

despite all the yelling and shouting y/n did, mysta didn't even find it an ounce threatening. in fact, he thought it was very cute. she looked like she was trying so hard.

but d*ng her hands are heavy!

"o-okay! i'm sorry! i'm sorry for kissing you!" mysta exclaimed. "you didn't like it?" he immediately asked.

y/n paused.

"n-no."

"uh-huh..."

"hmp."

"... you do know i was a detective, yes?"

"... you're one perverted detective, yes."

"you little c***—!" mysta exclaimed.

but he immediately stopped when he saw y/n's eyes welling with fresh tears.

"y/n..."

"... shit." mysta whispered.

y/n didn't bother answering and just rubbed the tears off her eyes.

"i'm— i-i'm sorry." mysta softly mumbled. "i forgot you don't like people cursing toward you... i— f***... i messed up pretty bad, didn't i?"

y/n sighed, still with the little pout of hers.

"why are you even angry anyways?" y/n asked. "once i learn how to cuss, i'll do it to you first," she whispered with her tone filled with spitefulness.

mysta also sighed with a sulky feeling. "when those transfers said they were eating lunch with you... i don't know. i just... don't want you to."

"huh?"

"aaaaaahhh." mysta panicked while gripping his hair. "okay. i'm going insane, y/n. i like you so so much and i think it's a very unhealthy kind of like thing. i-i don't like you hanging out with the transfers too much."

"a-and! and when i saw your lips bleeding, i was enraged! you were just hanging out with them, how could you hurt yourself like that?! or did they do it?! i'll let them have a taste of my d*—!"

"ah! shut up!" y/n exclaimed with her eyes tightly closed.

mysta blinked and just stared at the lady. her lips were trembling and her cheeks were very... very red.

"you said you what..?" y/n murmured as she opens one eye.

"i'm going insane?"

"no, the second one after that."

"i was enraged?"

"before that!"

"uhh... i saw your lips?"

y/n groaned. "i hate you." she mumbled.

"what?! you don't mean that!" mysta whined and held y/n's hands. "i'm sorry, okay?! i-i promise i'll control my anger and my worry a little more— also the cussing— but if you could maybe just try a little harder not to hurt yourself, i would appreciate it so much."

y/n just gave mysta a hmph and snapped her neck to the side.

"this little—!" mysta murmured with his eye twitching.

"ugh. come on. i'll wipe your lip."

"no."

"come on!"

"no!"

"you f*—" mysta heaved a very heavy inhale, before giving a long exhale.

"come here, y/n. let me wipe the blood," he asked more nicely with his fake ass smile.

y/n stared at his open palm, back to his ridiculous face— her words, not mine.

"... i'm still mad at you," she said before placing her hand on top of mysta's.

"me too lol." the fox replied with a grin.

"say sorry for kissing me!"

"sorryyyyy. mwa~!"

"and for cussing at me!"

"sorrrrrryyyyyy— happy?!"

"no. hmp."

oh god she's so f***ing cute... what a f***ing id**...

“ they both knew he was a little possessive. but it's as cute as his lady. ”

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