One-shots (^-^) [Open orders]

🚬💔Take off your clothes

-Rest, if you need anything my room is at the end of the corridor my dear- you say before leaving.

Your hospitality seems very strange to the pink haired woman, but who was she to judge the person who offers her clean clothes and a decent place to sleep.

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The next morning Karen woke up to the sound of noise downstairs, she wasn't sure what time it was, sleeping outside didn't let her get much rest and the bed was very comfortable.

The smell of pancakes flooded her senses, the closer she got to the kitchen the stronger the smell became, being distracted by the sound she accidentally bumped into a piece of furniture.

-I imagined you would wake up later-said a male voice from the kitchen -but lucky for you I'm done now.

Karen had stayed still in her place, she didn't know what to do, she had only met you the night before and you didn't know you were living with someone, at least she could run away, right?

The man came out of the kitchen to meet the pink haired woman, one of the plates he was carrying slipped and broke, but that was the least of his concern.

-How the hell did you get in, do you think you can just walk into anyone's house!...how many times have I told you to lock your front door? ....

All the noise woke you up causing you to come downstairs quickly when you heard the screams.

-Get the hell out of my house, or I'll call the police!

As soon as you made it down the last step you found Karen apologizing and heading for the exit, you grabbed her arm and made her stop.

-What the hell is going on?- with your voice hoarse from not having occupied her for hours.

-This tramp broke into the house- as if she wasn't even here.

-She has a name and she didn't break into the house, I let her spend the night here- with a stern tone.

-Why didn't you tell me, demanding an explanation?

-You're never here and I can bring whoever I want into my house.

-Some of us work a lot- as usual with his excuse of work.

-Then leave, I don't want you to be late- you say with venom.

He leaves the house and you turn to look at the woman he's holding, his eyes are bathed in pain.

-I'm very sorry for my husband's reaction- letting her go.

-I'd better get my things and leave, I don't want to cause you any trouble.

-I don't think you can cause any more trouble than we already have, honey- placing your hand on her forearm -Please stay- giving her a smile.

With all the fuss Karen hadn't had a chance to get a good look at you, you're wearing your most comfortable pyjamas with your hair down and your face clean of make-up.

-I don't want to impose on your hospitality.

-No you don't, come on let's have breakfast- pulling her into the dining room.

After cleaning up the mess they had pancakes for breakfast, somehow you managed to convince her to stay at your place for a while, in your room you were looking for some clothes to lend her to go shopping.

-I don't know what you think of this- showing her an outfit.

-That's fine thank you- taking the clothes from your hands.

-Ok, then I'll take a bath and we'll go- dismissing her as she leaves the room.

Karen was waiting for you downstairs not knowing quite what to do, in such a short time and you were offering a whole world to the pink haired woman, all this made her feel strange and everything she had done for Belle she felt she was not worthy of your kindness.