Stupid Groomer X Reader

Chapter 1 Stun Seed

The water started spilling from the pot and on to the stove.

"Oh crap! Noo!", (Y/N) rushed to turn off the stove after her instant samyang carbonara noodles started overcooking, the switch turning off the heat with a click, the boiling water subsiding.

"Damn it! My mom is gonna beat me up.", She lamented with a sigh, turning to grab a tissue from the counter before her feet instantly slipped on the wet floor, her opposite of light and skinny body landing on the floor with an earth quaking thud, socks soaking with unidentified liquids. A squeak getting muffled under her body.

"Oh crap! Chibay!", She screamed, scrambling to get up when she realised she just squashed her pet hamster. By the time she stood, her pet hamster was as flat as her forehead, staring up at her with boba eyes.

"Oh Chibay, I'm sorry.", But she wasn't that sorry since she immediately turned around to wipe the counter and make her instant noodles. The water strained from the pot before dumping the noodles into her bowl, pouring it over the pre mixed sauce.

She put her fork into the bowl and her pot in the sink, plopping down on the couch soon after with her remote in hand. Deciding to watch Netflix on the account she secretly stole from her already impoverished neighbour.

She leaned in to take a bite, her hand raising her fork to bring the Korean instant noodles to her lips when she glanced to her side, seeing a pair of eyes in her window.

CLANG!

The fork hit the ground with a saucy splatter along with her startled reaction, flinching with a gasp when the eyes that met hers dipped below the window, out of her sight as fast as it entered, cursing under her breath.

"What the fuck?!", (Y/N) shakily exhaled in shock, wincing at the mess she made. Begrudgingly, she put her bowl on the coffee table... Before dashing in the direction of the staircase, her big ahh feet rumbling underneath her and against the floor as she zoomed away to the safety of her room. Almost tripping on her ankles and wet socks.

She did end up tripping, abandoning her hamster downstairs to guard the house while she hid under her bed after locking the door behind her. Unwashed, sock clad feet sticking out intentionally for aesthetic purposes while she dialled her parents' number on her phone.

"Mom, mom, please pick up..!", The phone was muffled under the mattress and the wooden boards of the frame as it rung, whispering frantically as she urgently waited.

"The data limit of your phone has been exceeded. To continue making calls and texts, please settle your balance with your Internet service provider."

Damn it! I forgot we didn't pay our bills yet! (Y/N) sighed in further distress, remembering she was also the reason her family was broke this month after stealing her dad's card to buying 2,000$ worth of shirtless Gojo figures... And that when the box arrived, it only contained a bubble wrapped container of skyflakes crackers. Her mom's backhand was strong that day.

But nonetheless, (Y/N) was stuck hiding under the bed in fear of the person she saw outside the window. She didn't want to confront them in person, because last time (Y/N) got into a fight, her school bully picked her up by her tiny 2 inch waist and threw her at a bus. She was fine but the bus wasn't.

(Y/N) didn't want to call the police because she hadn't washed her hair in 5 days, not wanting to embarrass herself especially if it turns out she saw nothing. Yet she still needed help to deal with this issue. But there was only one man that she could possibly turn to...

Her neighbour.

Sean Robertson Smith. He wasn't the handsomest, kindest... Smart, or healthy, or polite, or rich, or even brave and capable.

But he was literally her last option because nobody talks to her online and she can't contact her parents.

"Hey, you up?", (Y/N) messaged him on snapchat, his bald bitmoji popping up, signalling he was online before hiding behind the typing bubble.