《ESA (Ranboo x reader)》From now on
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(Your pov)
Ben's parents had set up for us to stay in a hotel, but since the plane landed on Saturday, we ended up immediately going to the celebration after dropping off our bags.
A song was playing, and there was people dancing around in a circle surrounding the square stage with the musicians, occacionally pulling onlookers in to join them.
Catboo was balancing on my shoulder, and Ben grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to the dancing ring.
"This is the first song of the celebration," Ben said excitedly. "They cleanse the area with sound, and expel dark magic!"
Catboo jumped off my shoulder, and walked into a dark secluded alley.
"Where's he going," Ben asked.
"Probably to use the bathroom. He hates doing it where people can see."
"What a little gentleman."
(Third person pov)
Mark was in serious pain. He didn't know why, but it felt like he was on fire. He ended up going to the alley because he wanted to collapse. He didn't want (y/n) to see him like this.
He ended up falling on the ground because it hurt too bad for him to stay standing. But it only got worse.
He began to cry out in pain, but was shocked when he heard the pained meows slowly faded into more human noises like grunts.
And it sounded like his voice.
When the pain finally stopped he looked at his hands. They were his hands! He was human!
He was wearing a black and white suit that had the colors split down the middle, just like the fur had been. He began to internally celebrate, until he heard something.
"Oh fuck," he muttered.
He could still hear things like heartbeats. He began to feel around his head, but it was all very much human. No cat extremities.
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He took a deep breath and started walking out of the alley, only to see people pairing up to dance. And (y/n) was nowhere to be seen.
Then he heard a rising heartbeat. Someone was panicking, and it was really bad. He started walking in the direction of said heartbeat, and saw (y/n) alone in the circle of dancers, panicking.
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He quickly started pushing his way through the ring of dancing couples and made his way to (y/n).
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"Hey, look at me," he said gently. "Deep breaths. You're going to be okay. It's going to be okay. Just take some deep breaths."
Home again~
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