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Ryan shrugged. Got you to wake up, didn't it?"

You glared at him but you got distracted as Evan lifted upwards. "Awww, are you cranky?" He teased. You squirmed but at this point, you knew that Evan was too strong.

Evan beamed as you stopped fighting him quickly, everyone else seemed curious to the situation. The bus came to a stop, not a pit stop (you were put in a different room when that was the case.) And Evan beamed.

"We're home now!" He said cheerfully, walking towards the door. You were so exicted to see outside that you didn't really care about your situation at the current moment.

Once you did get ouside, however, you were met with the sight of a modest house, big enough for each of the members and some wiggle room.

Evan kept moving with the rest of the band nearby, Ryan appeared at your right and ruffled your hair. "Welcome home, kid." He said with a grin. You stared blankly at him.

Dave opened the door for Evan as he finally set you back down on the floor. "Well, want a tour?"

You wanted to say no and ask to go home again, but Dave gave you a Disappointed Dad Glare(TM) and Tyler just gave you a knowing look and you nodded stiffly.

Each member eagerly showed you around their own room. Ryan threw you on his bed when you entered his room. (Earning a lecture from Dave and a horrified Evan but Tyler high-fived him and jumped with you)

Evan showed you around but kept you away from the 'dangerous' parts, such as the corner of his desk table and the stapler he has by his desk.

Tyler was chill when he showed you his room, let you touch all his guitars and even managed to get you to compliment it, something that made the other members get a bit jealous.

And Dave just opened the door and went. "This is my room." And closed it. "Well?" Tyler edged him on, wrapping an arm around you. Dave stared back. "That's it."

Tyler leaned down to whisper. "Ignore him, he always just holes himself up in his room sometimes."

"Sucks that you don't have a room yet, kiddo." Ryan comments as they walk you back to the kitchen. "I can sleep on the couch." You offer. Better than the cramped bus and the couch was probably more comfortable.

Dave gets a look of an idea while he eats some crackers. He waves over the rest of the members and they whisper a conversation. "What?" You ask as Ryan slides a cookie your way.

You eat it (You were starving, okay?) and look between them worriedly. Evan squeals in happiness and rushes over to hug you. "We agreed on a 'punishment'" He says it with exageration. "And we'll be keeping the sleeping planner!"

The dreaded sleeping planner.

Each day of the week is split between the 4 band members. One is always left out and they argue about it all the time. Which means, you won't be sleeping alone like you hoped.

"Relax," Dave says as he watches you lock up again. "It's not perament." Evan grumbles something like. "Wish it was..."

"Yeah, besides, it won't be that bad." Tyler adds, but his voice holds a note of worry. He wants you to like him really badly.

You don't give any of them the joy of a response.

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After the second week of it, you finally speak up while cuddling one of them unwillingly. You usually just accept it and try to go to bed early, if that doesn't work, you stay super quiet and hope they fall asleep so you can sleep peacefully.

But Ryan had just rolled onto you again and almost hit your head with his shoulder. The last time he did that you got the worse headache for the rest of the night!

"Oof! Ryan, can you move?" You manage to grumble out. His eyes fly open and he stares at you for a soild 5 minutes, before shifting away.

"Sorry, I roll a lot when I sleep, don't I?"

You just stare at him like. I know.

He shifts a bit before moving his arm. "Lift your head." He orders. You do so, only because your so so tired, and he puts his forearm under your head, making a mini-pillow for you.

You lay your head back down on his arm and your eyes slip shut. He takes this as permission to move closer and his body heat makes you even more tired.

With a final sigh, you fall asleep. But you can feel Ryan smirk happily at the turn of events, but you'd be wrong not to feel it saying he's burrying his face in your hair.

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You'd been a grouch all week. Everytime that night came and you tried to make a run to bed before any of them, Dave would yell and Tyler would drag you back to your cuddling partner.

Eventually, after one embarrassing pitiful plead, Dave finally paused in his order. "Dave... Don't you think they've been punished enough?" Tyler asked, hesitating to grab you as you ran up the stairs. You paused so you could listen.

There was a pause. "They gave me a heart attack, they have to learn." Dave grumbled stubbornly.

"They learned their lesson, we're just making them miserable."

"Fine. You big softie." Dave finally relented.

"What?! No!" Evan whined, you heard someone smack his shoulder.

"Oh, c'mon Evan. You'll survive." The teasing voice of Ryan told him. All he got back was a sad sigh.

"I'll go check on them." Tyler said before you heard him going upstairs where all the bedrooms were. You scurried to the first room you could find (Tyler's room) and climbed under the sheets, pretending to be asleep.

You heard Tyler come in and even though your heart was racing, you pretending expertly well. You felt the bed dip as he sat beside you and his fingers found your hair.

"Sleep well, Y/N. In here, with me." His voice had a possessive edge that you only heard in Evan once or twice, it scared you a bit. "I'll be your favorite, right?"

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This one is also pretty short but I hope I didn't disappoint dear🧃anon! I love having anons!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, I hope this alright, not my best quality post, but still! Thank you so much for reading, I love all of you and see ya!

(Edit): I forgot to change the warnings again ._. i'm sorry

A strange figure above the corpse, dripping in blood. That creature killed your leader.

Even though you didn't like your leader, he was very powerful and strong, not just some guy with words, he had the physical strength as well. So if this monster could come and easily kill him without any hesitation... He could snap you in half.

You immediately stare at it in horror, realizing it is a human, but something is... Off. He was strangely tall, his eyes were an unatural color, and his hands were an odd shape.

You were about to run when he speaks, his voice low and curious. "What is your name, little one?"

You stare at it, really wanting to communicate but you can't speak. My name is Y/N you think to yourself. How can I express that? Where's my paper?

"Are you mute?"

You nod your head. He nods but then responds. "Nice to meet you Y/N, I'm Declan."

What?! How did he know my name?!

He laughs and pats your head, you shake in fear. "Do not be scared, young child, I have a gift."

What does that mean?! You think, terrified.

He smiles. "It means I can read your mind."

You... You can understand me? You speak with your mind, amazed and a little scared, but anything is better than here.

He nods happily but notices your scared look and thoughts, looking back to see the body of your leader, he steps in front of it. "Don't worry about that, sweetie, he was an evil man." He spoke bitterly about him.

He was my old leader.

Declan looks interested. "Your father?" Your shake your head. I'm glad he's dead, though. He sucked.

Declan laughed hard, then stopped and looked at you, really looked at you, his eyes shining with surprise and hope. "This is the first time I've laughed in a long while." He tilts his head. "How long have you been here?"

My whole life. And it sucked.

He looks a little sad. "You don't seem to like your home."

I don't.

You didn't really mean to vent to this guy about your community and family but your mind answers before you can filter it. He sees the truest forms of your thoughts, you can't deny or pause.

He looks sympathic towards you. "Would you like to come with me instead? I promise nothing will hapen to you." He uses a softer tone than before, but that does nothing agaisnt your fear.

I don't know you, I have friends here. You had few friends but you still had friends! This was someone that their presence demanded fear and respect, and you gave it to them, yet they weren't happy. In fact, they looked sad. They stepped closer to you, you didn't notice.

"But you're clearly unhappy."

That doesn't mean I'll run off with a stranger.

"A stranger that you can easily communicate with? A stranger you know the name of? A stranger who freed you from your prison?"

My home isn't a prison!

"But it feels like one?"

Well... He was right. Annoyingly so. But still you held your ground. Declan was not happy. He took another step, you noticed but didn't really think much.

"Just come with me, it'll be calmer there, you'll be heard." Man, he really knew where to hit deep. You considered it, going over things in your head, and Declan seemed to politely wait and not read your thoughts. He didn't flinch when you debated that he could be just some insane murderer freak and didn't say anything when you considered it.

Finally, you nodded. He smiled and picked you up similar to how a child would. You panicked and squirmed and did all that but he just chuckled and hugged you closer.

Put me down! I'm not a child! I didn't agree to this!

He didn't respond.

Eventually, you passed your parent's house, you immediately clung to him without noticing and he hummed quietly, seemingly trying to calm you. Why are we here? I don't want to be here.

"I know, baby, I'm sorry. But Papa has something to do... Close your eyes."

Papa? You thought confusedly, he just tuts at you to close your eyes again so you do. You can tell Declan is running around, moving and doing something. I'm scared.

"I know," Declan says, but he's panting now. You flinch because you forgot he can hear every thought. You'll never have privacy unless he wants to. Maybe this was a mistake...

The arm carrying you gets tighter and you peak open your eyes to see the whole village on fire. You hope your family got away safely through the forest (Other than your parents, they could die in a fire for all they've done!)

"We're going home now." He tells you. O-Okay... You think back, still clinging to him as you watch the chaos around you.

He walks past it all like he doesn't even see it, you pretend that he didn't cause any of this and that he could never do it to you and-

"I would never hurt you!" Declan interrupts, looking hurt before realizing he read your thoughts and looking away. You try to get out of grip but he holds tight.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, but I can't leave you to fend for yourself without your voice! Who knows what could happen to you?" He speaks softly but he doesn't leave room for arguement.

What will happen to me with you?

He stares at you, then turns away and keeps walking. You keep trying to get out, but since he can read your thoughts, he knows what you're about to do before you do it.

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After a long walk, you arrive at his house. A small cave that's surprisingly cozy and nice. He sets you down in a bed made of sticks and moss and it's more comfy than your old matress!

You sit up and he pushes you back down. "Just rest, child." He says warmly. You shake your head. His voice gets sternly. "Sleep." You still ignore him but your suddenly... So... Tired...

You fall asleep, not notcing Declan's shining purple eyes.

He kisses your head while you sleep. "Sweet dreams, my child."

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Alright! Again, kind of short, and I'm not too good with magic stuff but I hope I did this beautiful prompt justice, anon and whoever is reading this. This is a reminder that I love responding to requests so feel free to ask me anything! I love all of you and see ya!

(Edit): I am an idiot and wrote a few parts where the 'mute' reader who has no vocal cords speak. Apologizies for that and any other errors I have and can't find.

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Conner keeps trying and you keep giving him nothing. You pretend to be asleep whenever he comes in(He knows but he doesn't want to push it), you ignore all his gifts he sends through his butler, you don't get up from your bed when he says you can explore the house. Why bother? It's still a cage.

Though, it does get boring really quickly. Conner knows this, but you don't even glance at his gifts that are meant to keep you entertained. You just get more and more bored, but you're also stubborn.

Conner gets more and more worried, but never follows through on his threat, because why should he? Even though you avoid him and re-send his gifts, you eat all your food and don't try to escape. All he can hope is that one day, you'll fall to the lonliness to come to him. Willingly.

A father can dream, can't he?

Until one day, a knock comes at your door and it's the butler again. Normally he stiffly offers a plushie, a desert, gaming consoules, anything you could ask for, and then disappears. Making you leave the gift at the door, but when you open the door, he looks nervous.

It's a little surprising from his usual cold, professional, sometimes sweet demeanor, but you look at him. You two both feel the change and he takes a breath.

"Mr. Conner had banned me from speaking to you, but I really need to talk to you..."

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The plan was simple. The butler knew Conner's schedule like the back of his hand, and had enough spare keys for 1 to go missing and no one think anything about it.

So, you pretended nothing was wrong. When the door opened as Conner let himself in, you pretended to be asleep, and he left the food tray next to you, kissing your head and ruffling your hair, before leaving. You wait 5 minutes to make sure he's gone, before checking the food.

And sure enough, in the pancakes, you find one small key. Your heart begins beating but you suck it up, you have to get out somehow. Get out now, figure out the rest later.

You wait exactly 17 minutes, a beat, then the knock on the door. Twice, hard, distint. The butler!

You open the door and the butler is there, looking nervous, yet again. But you were too. You could both face dire consaquences if you get caught. Now or never.

He leads you to the backdoor. "This is as far as I can take you... Goodluck, Mrs. Y/N." He also sounds scared, but scared for you or for him, is what you wonder.

But you thank him, even hug him goodbye, and you're off. You take one step outside and immediately realize something horrifying.

You've moved.

You're no longer in the same house where you could see the road and had friendly neighbors and knew the town like the back of your hand.

Where... Where were you?

You couldn't see any houses of even a hint of any humans anywhere. There was a large forest and maybe a small dirt road that Conner used to go wherever he went when you were 'acting up' about being kidnapped.

You tried not to panic, and went into the forest. If Conner came back and saw you on the road, he'd kill you! (Not actually, you knew Conner would just be more paranoid and keep you locked up forever) So the forest was your best and only chance.

You pushed through the thrones, ignored the shiver from hearing howls, and tried not to focus on how you didn't even eat before you left, just grabbed that key and waited by the door. Dummy.

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You were 100% lost. Everything looked the same and it was getting dark. You were surprised when you didn't hear anyone (Well, maybe you could, but the sounds of the other animals distracted you), espically that Conner didn't burn the whole forest down, clearly he noticed you were missing... Right?

Your legs give out and you fall onto the base of a tall tree, thristy, tired, hungry, and your feet hurt like crazy. But you were free! That's all you cared about.

You were finally free for now

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You wake up to the sky black and no stars to wish upon. You force yourself up, feeling sluggish and exhausted. A horrible dread fills you as you hear familar howling.

But it's closer. Too close.

You hear growling behind you and see a wolf circling the tree, inches from your face. You jump back, but then more wolves come. One by one, staring at you. It would've scared you more if you hadn't experienced Conner.

"Get back!" You shout, waving your arms around like that'll stop them. They don't move, well, other than getting slowly closer to you. You reach for a weapon and just find a small stick, you wave it around but they get closer and closer until your back is agaisnt the tree.

The exact second a wolf jumps, a loud BOOM echos around you and the wolf falls to the ground. "Y/N!!" Conner's voice screams as he appears to your left.

Your eyes widen and you try to run away but the other wolves won't allow that. More loud BOOMS come, making you cover your ears as all the wolves get shot, one by one.

Just as you're about to make your way out, he grabs you and hugs you tightly, kissing your head a million times. "Oh my gosh, are you okay?! Are you hurt?! Talk to me, Y/N! Please!" He begins to cry as you try to claw your way out.

"It's okay, it's all okay now." He kisses your head again. "Just go to sleep, I'll take care of you. We'll talk about this in the morning."

You begin moving, and even though you really don't wanna close your eyes around him, but despite all your efforts, this man won't budge, and the movement relaxes you against it all.

Still, you manage to fight your drowisness until the house comes back into sight. But you notice two things in your sleepy state. 1. That even though Conner just shot a ton of wolves, he smells like human blood. (You're familar with the smell from living with your brother, that was very real) And 2. That the path to the house is red...?

Oh.

Oh.

That's blood.

The color must've drained from your face, because coos and lightly pushes your head into his shoulder, encouraging you not to look. But you need to know. You have a guess to who it could be, your only friend in this madhouse, the only sane person you could talk to, the only other human you could interact with that wasn't Conner.

You lift your head and just as you thought, you see the body of the butler. You almost didn't recogize him from how mutaliated he is... Sorrow hits you hard and you hide your face in Conner's neck instead, wanting to earse the sight of it.

Conner smiles without you knowing and hugs you tighter, trying to calm you down as he takes you upstairs. "I love you so much, sweetie." He whispers as you begin to fall asleep. "And one day, you'll love me too. Goodnight, Y/N."

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Phew! I know a lot of you wanted a part 2 and I was excited to write another part so here it is! I don't think I like this one as much as my first, and it is a little shorter, and I tried so...

But who knows! Maybe I'm being too hard on myself, maybe I'm not being hard enough, but I'll never know if you don't tell me! (This is my way of asking for feedback of any kind) I'm open to any requests(Working on one now) so feel free to ask, see ya soon!

You felt happiness before it got washed away with realization that you just got happy over being able to go outside while being held hostage by a crazy loner who also kills everyone that has the same condition as you.

Sure, he'd been nicer recently. He got you plushies and books (All suspisouly vampire themed), he made meals that always had rare meat so you had some blood, and he did treat you like you were his daughter.

You didn't want to admit that you did somewhat like him, just a little bit. He does take care of you! After the whole 'are you going to drink the blood or IV?' 'IV, every time' thing, the two of you got along.

You played board games, he talked to you about life in the village, doting over you, and he even let you decorate your room a little (Asking about paint colors, asking where you wanted certain things)

He also let it slip about he used to have a girlfriend, you never brought it up because of the sudden happiness that came into his eyes and the sudden fall of his face when he realize what he was talking about.

You tried to focus on the walk. You'd see outside, fully(!) for the first time in a long, long, while. You couldn't shake the feeling that he was up to something, but you were just paranoid, right? It'd be fine!

Maybe it'd be fine.

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It was not fine. Hunter held down the screaming vampire with his boot pressing down on his ribs. The screams would haunt your mind. "Y/N, could you pass me the cross bow?"

You shake as you look at the vampire, hissing and squirming, at least they looked insane and not some poor soul like you that just got unlucky. You hand the cross bow worriedly.

You turn away as you hear the shot. Everything goes quiet.

"I know you're scared, but it's for your safety, okay?" Hunter sighs. You don't look at him, you can't. You turn to face the path where your enhanced ears pick up on footsteps. The feeding seemed to make you stronger. (Maybe one day you could fight back?)

It doesn't take long for Hunter to realize what's happening, a person just going for a walk passes by. They wave before seeing the dead vampire and the living vampire with the vampire hunter.

They freeze, before going to run up to Hunter. "Are you-"

CLICK

The person crumbles and falls down. You scream and run to them, Hunter shot them right to the heart. Didn't miss, didn't flinch, didn't even try.

You looked at him, begining to cry. "Why?" You felt the neck, no pulse. "Why did you do that?" You ask in a quiet voice.

He grabbed the dead body and started back down to the house. "You need blood, the animal's blood doesn't feed you enough, this is the only healthy way to get you to eat."

"Y-You're a vampire hunter!"

"And?"

"Kill me." You demand, digging your heels in. "Do it, to keep your legacy."

He drops the dead body, slowly turns to you. Sees your angry face, your detrimination, and shook his head. "I would've killed you that day I saw you in my home, but now, I don't care about my legacy. There won't be a legacy if there's no one to pass it onto." He got closer to you, you didn't move.

"So, stop all this talk about killing you, I would never let anything harm you, even myself. It's amazing I let you out here to begin with." He lightly grabbed your wrist and began to drag you back home, his other hand dragging the dead body.

You kept your eyes glued to the dead body the whole way back.

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"You can stop glaring, Y/N, I can feel your eyes."

You had gone straight back to your room and promptly ignored Hunter, ignoring the sounds of him getting the blood for you, ignoring everything.

You were looking out the window through the blinds, hard to do it from your bed, but you didn't want to rip out the IV, so you just tried to look outside the best you could.

When Hunter came in, you ignored him, but then started glaring at the back of his head. He seemed to notice.

"You killed an innocent human-"

"For you. Why can't you understand that?" He held your hand, unwillingly, and sighed again. "If you just stopped fighting me I can put you back in your room."

"The guest room?"

"Your room." He correctly sharply.

"I want to stay in this room." You plead. It was older, mature, and reminded you of hospitals which is better than here, which was saying a lot.

"One more week, if you don't clean up your act by then," He got up and moved to the door. "You won't have anymore choices. Ever."

He closed the door and you fell back into your pillows. You didn't want to do anything that made that demon of a man happy, but it didn't seem like you had much a choice.

You had to play the part.

Even if it hurt. Even if it hurt both of you.

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A little short, but I wrote this at 2am, cut me some slack. (I know it's not anyone's fault but I really wanted to write SOMETHING) I hope this is somewhat close to what it should be, dear anon!

Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it, I love all of you, and see ya!

You watched the game like that for about 30 minutes. It was kind of fun! The band always had funny interactions and they clearly loved you...

You mentally shook your head. You can't begin liking this new reality. Dave seems to sense your growing trust and deals you into the next game.

You're surprised, and Tyler seems surprised too. "Going soft, old man?" He teases and Dave just glares at him and keeps doing what he's doing.

You cautiously play with them, surprised to find that you're actually having fun! The other band members seem just as surprised as you! Evan brightens everytime he hears your real laugh and Dave smiles before forcing it netrual.

By the time you guys call it quits, you have cramps from laughing so hard, teamed with Ryan enough to be partner in crime for life, and are tired. You had been playing for hours and you didn't want to admit that you kind of wanted to nap.

Dave picks up on this, from your secretive yawning, rubbing eyes, and sudden quiet attitude. He picks you up like a toddler, which immediately causes you to freak out after barely being touched (Except for Evan's fidgety nature) all day.

"Calm down, you know nothing is gonna happen." Dave tuts as he takes you back to his bunk. You stop squirming and Dave looks down at you in surprise before kissing the top of your head.

He lays you down in the bed and tucks you in. "Sweet dreams, Y/N, we aren't going anywhere." You nod and he walks away, joining the rest of the band as Ryan already set fire to a grilled cheese.

You would be concerned with him, but you're just too tired...

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You blink your eyes open and hear Tyler playing the guitar. While your mind isn't fully awake to be mad about the hostage thing, your body gets up and follows the soothing music.

When you find him in the game room turned music room (Bass is on a rack with a microphone nearby and drums are half-hazardly stuffed in a closet nearby) you quietly say to yourself. "This is my favorite song."

Tyler looks up and smiles at you, playing more of the song, beckoning you closer. You approach automatically, but more awake where you realize this is a mistake.

You stop midway, but Tyler comes close enough to block you if you try leaving, still playing the song. You stay and listen, swaying slightly.

When the song ends, you hear fast and slow clapping from the doorway and turn to see Dave slow clapping with a small smile on his lips and Evan full on cheering.

They both enter the room and Evan fully hugs you again, keeping you there while they all start talking.

"Dude! You've improved!" Evan cheers while crushing you.

"He's right, for once." Dave adds, nodding. He glances at you, looking curious at how you willingly came in here.

Evan craddles you on his hip which makes you squirm and push away. Dave rolls his eyes. "Give them here."

"Nooooooooooooooo!"

"Evan."

"Fine." He huffs. Dave easily takes you from Evan and carries you around the bus a few times. "What are you doing?" You finally ask, your back hurting from sitting up straight.

He doesn't look at you. "Getting you to calm down."

You narrow your eyes. "I'm not a baby, you can't just carry me like one so I stop fussing."

He raises an eyebrow at that and continues walking around. Ryan sees this from where he plays the switch on the couch and smirks. You glare at him and he sticks out his tongue.

Eventually, you rest your head on his shoulder and sigh in annoyance, it's only because your back hurts! Nothing else...

Dave sits down next to Ryan, with you still cuddled up to him. You two watch Ryan absoulutely fail at Mario Kart and he scowls at it.

"Can I try?" You ask, knowing full well you also suck at it. Ryan and Dave look surprised and share this look, before giving you the console.

The next hour you three play Mario Kart with Dave destroying you and Ryan. You and Ryan team up yet again and beat Dave easily after knocking him off the track a lot.

"Yeah, Y/N! Woo!" Ryan and you high five before you process that you just high fived your captor and grumble and lean back into Dave's chest from where you sit in his lap.

You hear a click! from across the room and turn to see Tyler with his camera. "Whoops."

Your cheeks turn red and you scramble out of Dave's lap, embarrassed out of your mind. This place wasn't healthy for you. "Great. Thanks Ty." Dave glares at Tyler who raises his hands in innocnce.

"I didn't do anything!"

"That camera disagrees."

Evan walks over to you and leans in like you're sharing a secret. "Who do you think is gonna win?" They continue bickering. Ryan scoots over aswell.

"My bet is on Tyler, he's really good at avoiding punishment."

You think about it. "But Dave is really intimidating, remember the interview you took in Korea?"

Ryan and Evan share a look. "You saw those?" Evan sounds way too happy.

"You forget that I used to be a big fan." You deadpan, crossing your arms. Ryan ruffles you hair and smirks. "You love us, admit it."

"Nuh uh." You cringe at how childish you sound.

Ryan gets this playful look. "Yah huh."

You glare at each other and this causes Tyler and Dave to stop fighting and stare at you two. Dave is fighting a smile and Tyler is not, fully smiling ear to ear.

"Aw! You guys are so cute!" Evan hugs both of you. You groan.

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This is just really bad, sorry guys. I have no excuses. I hope to do better soon if I do a full part 2 [I have some ideas...]

And don't worry, I'm still writing people's requests, I'm just slow! So if you wrote a request and are worried I haven't answered, don't stress too much! I am writing them! But you should worry about the quality of them :/

Thanks for reading, I love all of you, and see ya!

EDIT: I just noticed it had the -🎉 so so sorry I missed it! I'm glad to have emoji anons!!!!!!!!!! Welcome and thank you so much! Love all of you and see ya (Again)!

He set you down on the couch and put a blanket over you, handing you a remote. "I'll be right back, I have to go get stuff." He told you, grabbing a coat and watching you as you sniffed, a runny nose already coming. "The TV channels are censored, can't have my baby watching bad things, and there are cameras all over the house."

You chose to ignore the attempt to warn you off of trying to escape. "When will you be back?"

He smiled and came over to ruffle your hair. "Aw, are you gonna miss me?" You wanted to yell and scream 'never' but you swallowed it down and realized your throat hurt. You kept that to yourself aswell.

Conner looked at you for a moment before going to leave. It was clear that he didn't wanna be anywhere that wasn't within eye-sight. But one sniffle from you and he left.

You were alone again, but this time completely alone. You looked towards the butler's room, cleaned out and empty.

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When Conner came back, you were somehow still awake. Though barely. Not enough to the point that Conner could cuddle with you and you'd be too tired (Mentally and physically) to fight it.

Conner felt heartbroken at the sight of you sick and grief striken (Espically over that piece of crap that tried to replace him...) so he tried his absolute hardest.

"Here, take this medicine." He offered you the small medicine shot with a strange orange liquid. You wrinkled your nose and looked at him sadly. "I know it looks weird and smells bad, but it'll make you feel better, baby." He rubs your back soothingly as you take the medicine bitterly.

The taste is appaling and makes you consider throwing it back up but before you can process much, the rim of a gatorade is pushed to your lips. "Drink." Conner commands.

It was your favorite flavor! You didn't know how Conner knew, but you didn't question it, grateful for the sweet taste.

"Good job, sweetheart! Do you feel any better?" You nod a little, your throat felt just a little better. You take another small sip of the drink and Conner coos sweetly, pulling you into his lap.

"What do you wanna watch, honey?" He asked innocently as you rested agaisnt his chest. "Mmph... Bluey." It was your comfort show when you were a kid and your brother was arguing with your mom. It drowned out the noise and gave you a fake beautiful childhood, pretending everything was fine.

Conner didn't know this, he smiled and rested his chin on your head. "Excellent choice!" His voice made vibrations that relaxed you somewhat. He notice and hummed a little which made you relax more. He seemed pleased with this new ability.

When the theme song came on, he hummed along until you were almost asleep, resting agaisnt his chest and no longer resisting.

Conner wished you weren't so skitish every day. That you didn't have that look of sadness in your eyes when you passed that room. That you didn't hold grief over someone that wasn't important enough for your attention. That you weren't so scared of him.

But Conner did love a challenge or two.

He hugged you tighter as you snored peacefully. He would be happy to be your dad. And you'd be happy to be his daughter.

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Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! I really loved the idea of a sick Y/N and when I saw this ask I knew that I could sneak it in. It isn't exactly what the prompt is, so sorry about that, but I loved writing it so I hope you enjoyed it! I am working on another ask so be ready for that soon >:)

I was thinking of doing a masterlist but I don't know if I have enough that I need one, I also LOVE doing any asks/requests, so don't be shy! Thank you all again for reading, I love all of you, see ya!