The Eight Deadly Sins (Loona x M! Reader)

(A/N: Art by Darksilvania on Reddit)

After the security job, Stolas paid Blitz and his team well. During time off, (Y/N) found an apartment not far from the office and he decided to check it out. Walking down a shady alley following the address.

(Y/N): Where the fuck is this place?

From out of no where, a low life Imp jumped in front of (Y/N) with a sword bigger then the little demon and started doing twirls and tricks before pointing it at (Y/N).

Crook Imp: Hand over all ya got, human and maybe I won't cut off that little dick of yours.

(Y/N): For fuck sake, this is the 3rd time today.

The crazy Imp swung his sword around but (Y/N) took out his shotgun and blasted the Imp putting a hole in the little fuckers chest.

(Y/N): I swear if some dumbass Imp tries to rob me one more time.

Walking past the body and giving it a kick as he went past he continued looking for the apartment complex.

Five minutes later, (Y/N) found what he was looking for. Upon entering the building, he saw how bad the building was.

(Y/N): Better then nothing.

The reception desk had no one behind it and no bell to ring.

(Y/N): Hello? Anyone even working here?

???: Hang on, for fuck sake...

The sound of a bottle smashing was heard as an Imp with an emo fringe came through the back door, he looked at (Y/N) for a moment but shrugged it off.

Emo Imp: I guess you're here for an apartment?

(Y/N): Yeah...? I got cash to pay for the first few months.

Emo Imp: Cool. Just take the key and go. I've got to go back to my important business.

The Imp grabbed a glass shard and stabbing it into his arm as blood poured out. (Y/N) grabbed the key from the desk and leaving the cash on the desk. With the only information about his newly aquired apartment being the number on the key, (Y/N) went floor to floor and whoever designed this fucking apartment complex put unrelated numbers on the same floor, room number 32 was on floor 2. After what felt like an eternity searching, he found the apartment he rented, as he inserted the key the door got stuck.

(Y/N): Fuck this shit.

Kicking the door open like a swat officer, the room was surprisingly nicer then the lobby. It had a single bed, an okay view. The apartment was small but its a good start.

After settling in, it was almost time for work. (Y/N) left the apartment complex after seeing the Emo Imp cut his own wrists while muttering curse words about some girl. Walking down the road, (Y/N) heard rock music playing loudly in the distance and soon the company van drove up and stopped when Blitz saw (Y/N).

Blitz: (Y/N)! What the fuck are you doing here?

(Y/N): I just bought an apartment with the cash we got from our last job.

Millie: That's nice. How is it?

(Y/N): Surprisingly okay.

Blitz: Get your ass in here, (Y/N). We got work to do.

Rolling his eyes, (Y/N) opened the back door and got inside as Blitz recklessly drove down the road while keep listening to the metal music.

(Y/N) *thoughts*: I should have fucking walked.

Moxxie: Um, sir? Could you maybe slow down and turn down the radio?

Blitz: If you don't like it, Moxxie. Get the fuck out- Oh, I love this song!