Identity V [ONESHOTS] - CharactersXReader

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　❀✿＊*𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮*＊✿❀

𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙽 𝙰𝚄

March 22nd, the beginning of spring. The blossoms on the trees were forming as lilacs started awaking from the gentle touch of the warm sun that brushed against them. Oh was it a nice day to walk outside in a park or hang out with friends, though (Y/N) wasn't able to go outside. She had spend the whole night awake working on her project. It was due to next week and its barely half way done, if only she hadn't spend that time practicing her art skills with Mr. Jack she would've been done by now.
"Uhg... I gotta keep going..." (Y/N) mumbled as she plopped her head against the soft plushy that was laying on her lap. The soft music of lofi hip hop playing in the background made the artist sleepy and was on the edge of falling asleep until her daily alarm clock rang, awaking her. She took her phone to look at the clock.

7:30𝚊.𝚖. 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 22𝚗𝚍

(Y/N) totally lost track of time and when she saw the date she freaked out. The artist had another project due today and was done, but scattered some where around her messy room.
"Oh no, no, no, no, no! This can't be happening!" The tired artist jolted out of her seat looking around the room in a panic, but because of her standing up so quickly her vision got blurry and dark and before she knew it, she had fallen on something hard and heard a paper ripping.
"Ouch..." (Y/N) carefully picked herself up rubbing her bruised forehead. As her vision recovered she saw what she had fallen on, it was the painting she had to hand in today. A beautiful painting she had spend 48 hours on. An angle child walking down a hallway of a manor, leaveing small trail of feathers behind her. (Y/N) stared in shock as her lower lip trembled with fear. She couldn't hand a ripped painting to the professor! But if she didn't hand something she would fail. Oh how much stress went over the artists shoulders she almost fainted.
"Oh Lord please kill meeee... "
She begged as she fell on the bed sinking into her misery. She wanted to scream so badly, but couldn't because then her neighbors would hear her. That's when the bell rang.
Who could be visiting her at this early hour?  (Y/N) forcefully got up from the bed as she headed towards the front door. She slightly opened the door only to be greeted by her friend, Andrew! Without any hesitation she opened wide the door jumping into Andrews embrace. The boy was startled by the sudden physical contact that led to his face becoming all flushed.
"Andrew!! Please help me. I messed up really badly!" The artists whined as she looked at the flustered face of the boy. Her eyes were on the edge of tears and the expression on her face well wrote that she was desperate for help. Andrew only looked at her for a few seconds until pushing her away from him.
"F-First of all! Don't jump scare me like that! Second of all, what do you need h-help with?" The university student asked nervously as he was trying to calm his heart race. (Y/N) eyes only looked away as she gently grabbed Andrew's hand and led him inside her apartment.

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"So that's what happened.." Andrew responded. (Y/N) only laid on the couch, tired from all the stress she has on her shoulders. She would of loved to sleep a little, but couldn't waste a lot of time.
"Alright. We can fix it without you having to draw another painting." The blond man said, smiling lightly as he looked at the artist who had fallen asleep on the couch.
"Ah.." He was surprised by how fast she fell asleep. Actually, he wonder if she even slept those past few days. He sighed before getting up, preparing to pick up the sleepy artist so he can move her to her bedroom. As Andrew carefully picked the girl up, she groaned in annoyance but didn't try to stop him. He chuckled by the reaction of the girl and carefully made his way towards the bedroom. But as soon as he opened the door to the bedroom, he couldn't believe in what kind if condition the room is.
"It looks like you haven't been sleeping well..." The university student mumbled as he proceeded to lay the girl in her bed. As soon as he did that he started tidying the room up just so it looked more neat.

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Andrew finished cleaning the bedroom, but then his eyes noticed a ripped painting on the floor besides the cupboard. He picked up the two pieces quickly realising that this is the painting that (Y/N) was talking about...
"So this is the one huh?... Let's see if we can fix it.."
Time passed by and Andrew had fixed it. He simply connected the two parts with paper tape that can be coloured over.
'There we go.. Now (Y/N) only has to colour it and it's ready to be presented.' The boy thought as he took a small glance at the sleeping girl. He knew that she won't be able to wake up soon since it's already 10:12a.m. in the morning. So he simply decided to call over a certain silver haired guy.

𝚁𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚗𝚐....

𝚁𝚒𝚒𝚗𝚐...

𝚁𝚒𝚒𝚗𝚐..

"Hey can you come over to (Y/N) place? I need help with something..."

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"So what did you call me over for?" Aesop questioned the blond boy, as he closed the front door.
"(Y/N) has ripped one of her paintings accidentally and wanted me to help her fix it. I managed to tape the ripped painting, but I cannot colour it, so I was wondering if you could do that?"
Aesop stared dumbfounded at the nervous boy who showed him the masterpiece. The silver hair male only sighed, and took the painting into his hands to observe it.
"You did a good job at fixing it, but looking at the style it may take a while."
"How long to be exact?"
"1 hour." Aesop responded taking a seat on the couch as he put the painting on the small coffee table. He took out from his bag the necessary stuff to paint and placed them beside the picture.
Andrew only stared at what the embalmer was doing, until he decided to leave him so he can check on (Y/N).
She was still sleeping so ever peacefully, having a tight grip on a radish plushy. Andrew doesn't come over to check on (Y/N) that much, so he decided to have a small tour around her room. The bed was placed in the middle of the room as her desk was in front of it. Next to the door was her closet where her clothing stood and for the cupboard, it place was in between the bed and a bookshelf that stood beside the balcony door. Andrew did notice that the curtains weren't lifted so he proceeded to do that. When the view of the balcony was exposed to the eyes of the blond male he was taken back of how well it looked.
On the balcony stood out a small white chair with a table in front of it. On the railing where placed health and steady flowers whom were about to bloom. On one of the corners of the balcony was a pod with a tree planted in it. The leaves on the small branches of the tree where being gently lifted by the warm wind outside. Andrew was fascinated by how the artist took care of those flowers and how well she ordered them. He was still looking outside until he noticed that it started to rain outside.
'Rain? But the forecast said it will be sunny today with a few clouds..' He sighed by the thought of not having an umbrella, until he heard a small whimper come from his side. He turned to look at the girl crying in her sleep muttering something as she held to her radish plushy. He slightly paniced and hurried to the girl to see what's wrong.
'I'm sorry..' were the words (Y/N) was muttering while sleeping. Andrew didn't knew what to do so he decided to sit next to the sleeping girl and somehow take her into his embrace. As he did that she cuddled herself up to the boy, making him flustered. Although that helped with soothing her dream. Soon the girl was back to her calm sleeping position, but to our surprise the blond boy has also fallen asleep with the girl. While in the living room Aesop had finished fixing the painting and left, leaving a small note besides it.

"You certainly have a very beautiful and tricky imagination (Y/N). At first I didn't get why you drew an angle stuck in an endless hallway of a manor, but quickly caught your message. If you ever need someone to talk to - call me."

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𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1567

A/N
I finished this much more quicker than expected! Sorry if its very short and not fluffy enough for the person who requested it! 🥺
I was trying to make it more shorter or else it would if turned out into a 5000+ words chapter and taken way longer! o(╥﹏╥)
And to make the atmosphere a bit more softer and nostalgic. (｡>ㅅ<｡)
Although I hope you liked it! ❤

Now up to Wuwu chang...(。-'ω-)ｰ