From The Prompt List~ Three
Requested: Yes. Anon asks, “I think 4 and 6 would go good together, but if that’s too much, then 6. I’d like the pairing to be a female reader with Anti. Please and thank you :)”
Warnings: Cursing, Sad, Angst, Cruel Words, Mentions of Suicide?
A/N: The prompts are~ “I don’t hate you. I could never hate you. That’s the problem.” and “Tell me to go and I will, but if you ask me to stay I’ll never leave you again.” … Enjoy!
Anti had fucked up, he knew he had fucked up. He couldn’t take back what he had said. The argument was stupid, it was about Anti not cleaning his mess in the kitchen, and yet here they were… Anti was sitting against her bedroom door listening as (Y/N) sobbed into the bed sheets.
“I work for eight hours every day so that you and I can have a place to call home! All that I ask is that you help me keep it looking like a home!” (Y/N) shouted as she threw the dishes into the sink, cursing under her breath. Anti sat at the table, watching.
“Yeah? What’s another hour of work?” Anti said with a roll of his eyes. (Y/N) dropped the a dish onto the floor and it shattered around her, but she just turned to him with a fierce look in her eye.
“Really? You think that just because you’ve got power means that you can take my hospitality for granted? I’m tired, Anti. I don’t want to come home and have to clean up your mess.”
“Then don’t! I’m not Sean, do you expect me to comfort you? Do you expect me to give you a back rub and cuddle with you? That pathetic excuse of a human is gone. I thought you accepted that!”
“Don’t you dare speak about Sean that way, ever! Sean was my friend!” (Y/N) screamed chucking the soaking dishcloth at him. She hated talking about him, especially to Anti. And it wasn’t really Anti’s fault that Sean was gone. Sean accepted Anti, Sean had asked Anti to take over his life. (Y/N) knew this.
“You have feelings for me, don’t you? Humans are pathetic. I am not Sean, I could never love you. You’re pathe-” Anti was cut off by a sob, guilt immediately washing over him. He was an entity but that didn’t mean that his emotions were entirely shut off.
“How can you say that? How can you so effortlessly break someone,” (Y/N)’s voice lowered to a whisper, tears rolling silently down her face. “I accept you for who you are, I understand why you do the things you do, you’re a demon. You can’t feel anything, I know that, but you’ve talked about wanting to feel emotions. I just… I don’t understand why you act like a monster… “ (Y/N) choked back a sob and walked past Anti, going to her bedroom. Anti didn’t try to stop her but he followed her.
(Y/N) had stopped crying and it sounded like she was asleep, so Anti slipped through the door. She was curled up, clutching a pillow, and wrapped in a blanket. Anti sat at the head of the bed, moving so that he was leaning against the headboard and (Y/N)’s head was laying in his lap. He said and started running his fingers through her hair. After a few moments Anti heard a soft voice,
“I’m sorry… “ (Y/N) whispered, curling into a tighter ball. Anti’s movements stopped and (Y/N) nudged against his hands, like a cat. The entity let out a soft sigh and started again.
“You probably hate me… I’m sorry, too.” Anti winced unsure of his ‘apology’.
“I don’t hate you. I could never hate you. That’s the problem.” (Y/N) forced out, staring at the wall. Neither of them spoke for a while.
“Tell me to go and I will, but if you ask me to stay I’ll never leave you again.” Anti finally said, staring down at (Y/N). She looked up at him, leaning up to kiss his cheek. Anti chased her back down to the bed, pressing his lips against hers. After he pulled away she sighed, her cheeks a soft shade of pink.