Dango: Male Reader x Ocs 🍡 [Discontinued]

• ━ • 20: The Stranger • ━ •

I tried getting out of my seat to get away from this dude, but no matter how hard I tried moving. It felt like I was being held down in my seat, and the only reasonable thing I could think who is causing it. Would be the stranger. 

"Ahh~ Why such aggression? What has the western aristocracy fallen into?" The male hummed, though seemed unbothered by Damon's advance. 

'Damon, I can't seem to move! That guy, I don't know what that psycho wants to do with me, but be careful!' I said telepathically to Damon. Who answered me with his thoughts. Seeing Damon ready to strike, I just remembered, where the heck are our familiars? 

'Damon, try calling Arian by your-' Before I could send the message to Damon, a sharp pain ran through my head. It felt like my brain was being torn apart, and yet I still couldn't move.

"HEY! What did you just do to him?" I heard Damon asking, in the midst of the pain.

"He'll be... wouldn't dare hurt him..." W-what are they saying? I can't...hear what they're... saying...

Damon's pov

"He'll be fine~. I wouldn't dare hurt him, but it does pain me to know that my husband is talking to someone else other than me~." 

"Wouldn't dare hurt him? Are you psycho? He passed out because you interrupted his telepathy!" I yelled. The male seemed entirely unbothered, walking over to stroke (y/n)'s hair. Tch, where did this guy even come from?

"Get away from him." I said, gritting my teeth. Feeling my anger boiling over, let's put it to some use. "Rank A, level 12-Scarlet Inferno!" But before I could cast the spell, the male threw something at me extremely quickly, causing me to lose focus.

"Nah-uh-a~ Surely that academy of yours must've told you something about complementary elements~ Wind and Fire make a good pairing, don't you think? Fire feeds off of Wind, while Wind feeds off of Fire. Unless you want to burn this place to the ground, I suggest you don't cast that spell."

"I.do.not.care. Get away from him now, or I will burn this place and you to ashes!"

"My~ such violence, I thought as a Senna, you'd be more caring for the innocent. Isn't that right, 2nd son, Damon Senna?"

"SHUT UP!"

3rd pov

With a flick of his wrist, the stranger cast a wordless spell that made it impossible for Damon to move or speak. It seemed that as long as he was there, both Damon and (y/n) were entirely helpless to the stranger's commands. Without the ability to even yell, Damon watched helplessly as the male became more intimate with (y/n)'s unconscious body.

Though he didn't kiss him, just gently stroking his face and hair, before undoing the spell, so that the two of them could have a nice, somewhat private conversation. Lifting (y/n) up with the help of wind magic, the male sat down in what had been (y/n)'s chair. Cradling him in his arms, until he regained consciousness. 

After awakening from such a horrible headache, the last thing (y/n) wanted to see was the stranger. And even less was in the state he was in. "W-what the hell? Let go of me you damn psycho!"

"Come now, isn't it alright for husbands to hold each other in their arms?"

"I don't even know who you are! Get away from me! Rank S, Level 4 Terra's Might!" (y/n) yelled, finally coming to his senses. He realized that against earth magic, wind was entirely useless. Finally, being able to be rid of the male's grasp. He forced the male to slam against the back wall of the restaurant, tearing up floorboards and breaking tables in the process. 

"Haha, well I wasn't expecting that. Though, I'm even more interested in you now, knowing you are also an S rank. Hmm, perhaps the stories my mother used to tell me about her friend and-you, weren't wrong." The male began to laugh manically. (y/n) being able to see what happened around him, he could see the cooks, servers, and guests all unable to move or speak, as they watched in horror. 

The male got up, seemingly unharmed by the powerful spell. Wiping off some dust that got onto his clothes, he was already walking back to where he once stood. "Stop! Tell me your name, who you are, and let these people go! I'll do anything, just do not hurt these people!" (y/n) demanded.

"Oh? Then you're saying if I do this, you would be willing to share a room with me?" 

"T-that's not what I said! Stop twisting my words, and just tell me who you are, god dammit! Why the heck are you dragging this out for? Huh?"

"Aha, so you're the one who inherited the Senna spirit. I was wondering whatever happened to those people who were trying to take down my familiar... a slime I recall?" "Though, even if I hadn't used my ability, you are still as perfect as you are, well... if only it wasn't for the fact that you had to swap with a Senna..."

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*Fredrich Von Arthur was previously mentioned/introduced in (Chapter 8: Offer).

Published on March 22, 2023