The Musician and the Guardian (Nightmare X Reader)

Prologue

(A/N) this is my first time writing here so expect grammar errors! also i might draw what's happening in the story below sometimes. so please bare with me

No one's pov: 

Y/n worked in a café where it was known for the food and the music you provided. 

 You just started working in here in this small café with cute decorations of displays everywhere. People ,who were presumably were the owners, were requesting new people to hire. You immediately took the job for musical entertainment since the café was in need of soothing and relaxing (which you like playing the most) music that time. So you took the job right after you finished your first song to the managers and they asked what time and day for you to perform since you are still pretty young to work everyday here.

You told the time of days your free and days you feel comfortable to play in the week. You also requested to have some time to make your music since you had to make  something soft and soothing for the café for people to enjoy and listen while eating. They agreed as long they have to listen to it first so they'll approve the music played in the café.

Although they didn't have enough funds for making the café known for the whole town to know about the café you worked in so they told you to perform in the streets for your first job to see what you'll do in the crowd. When you gave away your street performance about the new restaurant in the streets, a few people manage to come to see you perform again in the café you mentioned. 

But hey it was still progress and giving up isn't one of your options since a few people seemed to like what you've wrote and sang about in your performance. And even it was just small your still glad that people came by the place you work in would eat and listen to you play your guitar.

After your shift ended the people who were there eating the food the café provided asked what time did your shift started and ended so they can come back and listen more of your singing and playing the guitar.

"Well since i'm still at school and i got to write more of my songs so i think I'll work on fridays and the weekends every afternoon" you answered. Honestly since this was the first time someone asked you such things about your job. After that some asked what you do in free time, what's your school, the neighborhood you lived in, and basically what your life was like. you answered nervously and shyly left. After all this is the first time that people asked a lot of questions on what you do in your life and all.

After that you searched for a new quiet spot to practicing your guitar tunes. You heard rumors that there was a apple tree with half golden apples and half dark ones so you decided to go there. You passed by a nearby bakery and saw some (f/f){favorite food} there in one of the displays. 'might as well buy some snacks while i jam right? after all i can get a little hungry after playing so much' you thought as you bought (f/f) from the bakery and went your way to the apple tree that people seemed to talk about in the streets and thought back on why you were curious about the mysterious apple tree.

You didn't heard much but people seemed to talk about the guardians that guard the apple tree. Since it was an apple tree you imagined the tree the tree to be peaceful with soothing winds blowing from which directions they came from which gave you the idea to come by to jam and listen to the leaves swaying with the wind. One of the guardians seemed to pass by you that one time but you didn't bother to look at the guardian. At the time since you were tuning your guitar to make it sound calming to the park you were in. 

The lake was shimmering while children were playing in the flower fields playing tag and all those games that kids seemed to play. It gave you motivation to play something calm and soothing to enlighten the atmosphere around you and so you finished tuning your guitar and started playing. After finishing playing your guitar with some occasional hums with it to make it sound nice with the music piece you made up just now, people cheered and some even gave you money and food by that. Although you loved playing music in front of the crowds you still hated the fact that their claps were still deafening to your ears so you left before the guardian went to the place you were at.