《Baki the grappler(various) X reader》Sikorsky (1)
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It has been a long day at work, so you decided to head home and settle down on your couch with a hot cup of tea/coffee/cold one with the bois (whatever u prefer lol) in hand and watching TV. While flipping through channels you came across the News, intrigued by the mugshots of the people flashing across the screen especially the stoic blonde one. The reporter announcing: “5 death row convicts has escaped and are now roaming free in Japan.” the second the words reached your ears, a soft thud was heard coming from your bedroom. A little paranoid and thinking about rule no.1 in a horror movie is to run away, but yet curiosity got the better of you and you decided to investigate the source of the sound.
As you were pacing slowly down the hallway to your room, you suddenly remembered you didn't have anything to defend yourself with if you were to encounter a threat and you quickly grabbed a baseball bat from your storeroom and resumed walking to your room. When you arrived in front of the door you gingerly placed your hand on the doorknob and slowly turned it. Taking a deep breath and bracing yourself for whatever is behind the door, you flung it wide open both your bat raised high up in the air. Looking frantically around the room, you realised that there was nothing out of place, but you couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy, like as if there was a presence in the room with you. Push if away the negative thoughts you gave a sigh of relief and turned to the door to head back out but running into something. No, someone. Frozen in place, you slowly lifted your head up to look at the intruder. Blonde, slicked back hair, sticking blue eyes and a bold feature with a grin plastered on his face. He was tall and what scares you most was that he resembles one of the escaped convicts on the news report.
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Staring up at the man towering over you and shaking at the thoughts of getting killed and never seeing daylights again. The man suddenly spoke up: “My, my what do we have here? A s
cared little rabbit. Now, you better not do anything hasty we wouldn't want to cause too much trouble, no?” Now getting even more scared for your life, you tried to hit him across his head with the bat. Keyword: tried. Obviously he saw that coming and got hold of the bat in his grip, now with a smirk plastered on his face and tutting at your pathetic attempt at striking him, letting go of the bat you pushed passed him and ran out to the hallway. But, he was quick and grabbed onto your arm, and swung you back into your room. Landing onto your bed and scrambling to get back up, the convict held you back down, his fave leaning closer to yours as you quivered under his intense gaze.
“Well, it looks like we have a feisty little rabbit...” he licked his lips, making your guts churn. “What do you want? To kill me? If you are then make it quick, you big mule!!!” you hissed, trying very hard not to stutter and come off confident. The convict looking a bit amused at your outburst, laughed loudly. “I like you, *маленький цветок. Let's make a deal, hm?” “W-well, spit it out!” you retorted. “I will spare you if you let me stay here for the time being until I found and have my share of defeat. How's that sound?” he chuckled, looking down at your petit form. “What? Defeat? Okay, okay whatever. Its not like I have a choice either...” you glared at him, making him chuckle again. “well... If we're going to be housemates, we should at least know each other's names...” you trailed off trying your hardest to make eye contact with him. “Well then. My name is Sikorsky and what's yours, маленький цветок?” “Yeah well, FYI I am not whatever you just called me. My name's (Y/N)(L/N).” you huffed. “haha alright then if we're gonna be staying together, we're going to have to get along now, don't we?” he smirked, giving off a very smug vibe. Kinda pissing you off, really. “Hmph. Fine.” rolling your eyes in annoyance, wishing you had just picked death over this option. But who knows? The two of you might become the best of friends. Or more. ;))))
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*маленький цветок = Little flower
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