Mess Is Mine part 1/2 (Cronus x Reader)

AN ~ Lyrics in *asterisks*
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*Hold on, darling
This body is yours,
This body is yours and mine*

"It's not fair!", you scream in the depths of your mind as you collect the remainders of your food still on the floor of the cafeteria. Someone had tripped you as you walked toward the corner table you sit at everyday, solo. Someone walked past and kicked some of the spilled juice in your face causing you to drop the tray of food you'd recently cleaned up and clap your hands onto your face. "Is she crying? Oh my god I think she is! How pathetic.", a girl says from nearby. You will NOT cry in front of these people. There's no way they can see you at your weakest. They may make you feel like complete and utter shit about your appearance everyday, but they can't know that they've finally broken you. As you take a shaking hand away from your face to grab your bag and walk out a hand grabs yours and pulls you up. You look up into the face of the boy you've loved for a while now. "Come on babe, lets get outta here.", he says. "I don't see why you even waste your time on her Cronus. Not when there's so many girls here that would die just for you to glance at them.", a boy you'd seen hanging around Cronus lately says. Cronus just shakes his head and pulls you into the hallway.

"Are you alright?", he asks as you finally stand in front of your locker. "Oh yeah i'm totally fine after being tripped and getting dirty juice kicked in my face Cronus! Totally fine!.", you say slamming your locker shut after grabbing the things you's need to study. Luckily Cronus had grabbed your bag so you wouldn't have to face those demons again. You were going home and nothing would stop you. You'd had enough of this shit for today. As you turn to walk towards the exit Cronus grabs your arm and turns your body towards his. "I'm sorry Y/N.", he says looking at his Converse. "That's what you always say Cro. And i'm grateful for your help through all of this but it's all become too much. You should just go date one of those girls in there who can give you what you deserve.", you say wrenching your arm out of his firm grip. "And what exactly is it that I deserve?", he asks with a frown on his face. That frown is like a cannonball to the stomach, it sends aches and pains throughout your entire existence. "Someone who's outgoing, not an introvert. Someone who can walk around with you without you getting hate for it. Someone who's actually attractive.", you say. "But I don't want them.", he says. His voice cracks slightly in the middle and you have to look away. "Well you should.", you say and leave the building.

Cronus had moved to your city/school 3 years ago when you were in your freshman year of high school. He was in a few of your classes but you were painfully shy and never spoke to him. He became an instant hit with the ladies due to his blonde hair and natural bad boy nature. All through freshman year you had the biggest crush on him. Just seeing him walk down the hallway could shine like warm sun through the dirty window of bullying you received everyday. You silently fell for him while trying not to get your hopes up, why would one of the most popular guys in school go for an unattractive freak like you? But he did. Sophomore year he began sitting next to you in classes and passing you notes. After about 3 months of passing notes and quick conversations between classes he asked you to be his. You were ecstatic, but things soon turned sour. A member of the cheer squad had caught the two of you sitting behind the gym, Cronus smoking and you just sitting silently, hand in hand. Of course she spread the news rather quickly and you got hell for it. It's not like Cronus didn't want people to know, you were the one who'd vouched against it. You didn't want things to get difficult for him. Although when people found out it wasn't Cronus' life that got more difficult, it was yours. People automatically called you a whore or said that he just felt sorry for you. but you loved each other so you tried to ignore them.

To this day you're still crazy about him, his now ever present tattoos and all. You hated being cruel to him but he deserved better. Far better than the fuck-up that is you. He deserves a trophy, while you're nothing more than a piece of dust. You walk into your empty house, your parent(s) still at work. You feel a presence on your leg and look down into the large eyes of your cat (pet name). You reach down and give them a stroke along the back before grabbing a piece of leftover pizza and retreating to your bedroom. Glancing at your calendar to see that it's actually Friday instead of Thursday as you'd thought, you decide that studying can wait. You lay down in bed and curl into your pillows. You feel your phone vibrate and pull it from your pocket. It's a text from Cronus. You sigh and open it up. Seeing a single sentence of only 3 words reading, "I love you." You turn off the device and dive into the world of dreams, hoping to never be disturbed again.

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Sometime later you sit up quickly after hearing a banging noise in the kitchen. You head towards the kitchen and see that it's only your mom making dinner. You wave to her quickly before slipping on your shoes and a sweater and heading out the door. Your mom would chew you out later for just leaving, but a walk would help clear your head. It's only about 6 so it's still light out and pleasantly cool, hinting at the approaching winter. A few minutes into your walk you see a figure coming towards you. They're rather tall and have black and red hair? Rufioh! You were close friends in middle school, but he went to a different high school than you. You've always been able to talk to him about your problems. He looks up and his eyes widen in surprise. "Hey Y/N!", he says and pulls you into a tight hug. You giggle at his childish behavior and hug back. You two begin conversing

Some time after meeting up you and Rufioh had found a bench to sit on. "So what's up doll? You seem all distracted.", Rufioh asks. You sigh and run a hand through your hair. "Things with Cronus are getting difficult. People at school are being even crueler than usual.", you say. He nods and thinks for a few seconds. "You love him right?", he asks. You nod and feel your cheeks heat up slightly. "If you love him none of that other stuff should matter. Kick all those people to the back of your mind and live your life Y/N.", he says. You contemplate this thought. How hard would it be to ignore them? Or just stand up for yourself for once? You bite your lip and take in the breeze that's passing by. "You're right. It shouldn't matter. It's hard to ignore it though, you know? And standing up for myself? Even harder.", you say and rest your head in your hands. "I know doll. Trust me, I know.", Rufioh says rubbing your back empathetically. When you finally straighten up you smile at your long time friend and stand from the bench. "Thanks Rufioh.", you say. He stands and hugs you. "Anytime doll. Message me sometime to hang out?", he questions. "Of course.", you say and turn and leave.

Walking in your front door you see your mom isn't in the kitchen anymore. You hear voices from the living room and walk in to see her watching some kind of talk show. "Hey mom. Sorry for just walking out earlier without telling you.", you say. She looks over and smiles. "It's fine sweety. Where'd you go?", she asks. "Just for a walk. I ran into Rufioh and we talked for a while.", you say sitting on the couch. "That's nice, I miss him.", she says. "Yeah. We're gonna hang out soon. But i'm gonna go upstairs and read. Love you.", you say approaching the doorway. "There's actually someone up there that wants to see you. Love you too.", she says with a smile. When did your mom start letting people into your room? And who the fuck is it? You walk upstairs chanting to yourself, 'Please don't be Cronus'. As you open the door you see familiar blonde hair but not on the head you were expecting.

"Hi Eridan.", you say in surprise. "Hello Y/N.", he says from your desk chair that he's sitting in. You just kinda stare at him for a few seconds before he speaks again. "Are you gonna ask me why i'm here? Or are you just gonna stand there like a fish out of water all day?", he asks. You squint at him and sit on your bed. He'd always been a little prick towards you, not that you didn't love him. He's like a younger brother to you after spending so much time at the Ampora household. "What are you doing here?", you ask. "Well not that I don't enjoy your frivolous decor,", he eyes the stuffed animals near the bed. "But i'm here on serious business. Cronus is a wreck.", he says. Brushing off the comment about your decorating skills, you get to the point. "What do you mean?", you ask.