Lovers, Dreamers, and Me [Hollow Knight x Reader]

[Your Obedient Servant] Pt. 2

[Hhhokay so apparently its fairly difficult to write in first person view so Imma tread along with third person.]

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Fluttering after the speedy guard, the moth couldn't help but yawn tiredly. Ermine, the guard from before, had happened to awaken [Name] at an ungodly time, yet they were too tired to question why. Perhaps their Lorde had requested something of them, but damn, even they were too tired to give two shits. And considering that this was the same moth that made a fool of yourself, he hadn't said a peep about this small 'quest.' Growing drowsier, you found yourself drifting off to sleep, it was a bit of a struggle to stay awake even though you had actually gotten enough rest. Suppose that that new bed was a little too well made. The armored moth navigated through the halls like it was nothing. Speeding up and down the halls with such grace, and steeply turning at every corner. He was in no hurry, rather he had simply wanted to give the new moth a bit of a scare, however unbeknownst to him, they uh-. . . if this was an in game skill that'd be amazing, but while in mid flight they had actually fallen asleep. Good gods, how they managed to keep up was just a mystery.

As soon as the speedy moth had begun to tread to a stop, he bright his nail back so he could turn back to see if the other hadn't lost him, however once he had done so, the moth themself harshly made contact with the armored other. Though it hadn't quite hurt Ermine, considering that [Name] was of fluff, slamming and rolling over the guard with an echoing thwap, and hitting the ground most definitely caused some pain. With that pain met their awakening. To get a better image of this, think of it like this. You're a line leader with a few others behind you, but you're running and you just suddenly stop so all the other people behind you don't have a chance to slop down and ultimately you all slam into each other, or perhaps its a little more like running with a balloon or two in hand, abruptly stopping and having the dang thing tangle you up in its strings and lightly having the ballon thunk against yourself.

Yelping in surprise, Ermine had nearly been dragged down with you. Your descend into the ground had actually been oddly graceful. Spiraling into the floor, those whimsical lavender wings, which faded into a beautiful jade, sprawled out in the air. Spinning and whirling, buuut thats just the descend. How you look now makes you look like you'd been hit by a semi and been blasted into a wall. Lying on the marbled floor, entangled in your wings, a tired groan escaped you followed by some shuffling.

Wasting no time, Ermine hastily made his way over to the pile of . . . m o t h. Having already dropped his spear like nail from just a bit ago, he'd worry about it later. It wasn't like anyone else was going to run into him in the halls at this hour. "Oh dear, are you okay?" Quietly asking, the mortified guard slipped in some nervous laughed. [Name], still waking up from their daze took a moment to process what had happened. Their memory was just a bit murky but they got the gist of what had happened and started into a sheepish laughter themself. A warm flurry rose up from their chest and right up to their face. "Im okay, but are you? Good lorde, it really should be me who should be apologizing."

"No no, I shouldn't  have been walking so fast." Wait that was a walk? Holy crap. If this is just a walk, what would his run be like? Just thinking about it makes your head spin. 'Or maybe you should've let me sleep just a little longer.' huffing, you shake your head. "Alright, alright. I accept your apology, but uh-" Struggling a bit, entangled in your wings, your managed to tug your arm out and hold It out to the other. "-a bit of help, please?" Looking down at their pale hand, the guard tilted his head downwards a bit, taking a moment to take in the situation he took the assistant by the hand and helped them up to their feet. The assistant has been assisted. Much like before, but now with more control, fluff and armor met once again. Reaching contact with the cold, slick feel of the armor, Ermine had actually smiled when he had taken [Name] by their soft, delicate, and stout claws. Effortlessly, the sheepish male pulled them forward in one swift motion. Thanking the other, while adjusting their stance, the Radiance's assistant began to pat down their wings once more. "So, care to explain why you decided to drag me out of bed so early, Woosher?" Your previous formal demeanor shifted into one of a more playful, friendly one. "Well, I had overheard that the Radiance had wanted to gift you a nail, so it'd be a good idea to teach you some ways to defend yourself with it-" Speaking as if he had recited this before, he began to stammer a bit at the end and had ended up cutting himself off. Shaking his head momentarily, then tilting it, he seemed surprised at that last statement. "Woosher?"