Y/N gets more than she bargained for when getting to know the mystery creature that's been living in her shop silently for the past few years. She never would've imagined the sort of adventure he would lead her to, nor did she expected to be close w...
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The feeling of warm water soaking my skin caused my muscles to relax instantaneously as I sunk into the bubble bath I had made. My eyelids flutter shut as I let out a sigh of content while leaning my head back against a rolled up towel that I had placed behind my neck to be more comfortable. I sit there silently for a moment until I'm settled before opening my eyes and reaching over to the shampoo I found in one of the cabinets. It's in a fancy, glass bottle and the liquid inside reminds me of cherry, cold medicine with its color. It's topped with a cork and is labeled as fruit cocktail, which I imagine will satisfy my companion's request for something fruity.
I open it with ease before pouring a good amount onto my hand and lather it into my hair, becoming immediately taken with it's intoxicating scent. Prior to my bath, I decided to familiarize myself with the stuff in the bathroom, which is a lot. Mephistopheles practically has everything in here. In just one cabinet was a selection of soaps with a wide variety of scents, while another had face care, many bottles of cologne and hair gel. I was surprised honestly.
I didn't realize how much he groomed himself, though, I suppose that flawless complexion of his didn't come naturally. I end up losing track of time sitting in the bath, but it wasn't like I was in any rush. I drain the tub before drying and wrapping myself in a fluffy, white towel. I stare at the clothes on the floor, contemplating whether or not I should put them back on. They smell of ash, so that would probably defeat the purpose of taking a bath, but it's not like I have anything else. I'm not going to sit around in a towel until Mephistopheles returns.
'I guess I can borrow something of his, but all his clothes are going to be way too big on me. It's better than nothing, though.' I toss the clothes into a laundry basket before coming out of the bathroom only to immediately freeze when I find that I'm not alone. I give a short scream, startled by the appearance of a goat... man... thing. The horned creature is dressed in a tailcoat as black as the fur on it's face with a white shirt and silk tie. Their striking gold eyes with odd pupils lock on mine, and I swear my heart stopped beating for a second.
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