Asher x reader.

I got bored. Sorry for the lack of updates, I was busy with family.

Happy new year btw! Coby's birthday is the 15th of January. What should we do for his birthday?

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You hated police.. They always got called. Since your neighbors were offended by everything, it didn't matter what you did.

You accidentally knocked one of her flower pots over? Cops called.

Your dog scared her kids, barking at them for walking too close to the fence? Cops called.

A small tree in your yard fell over her side of the fence from the weather? Cops called.

You could tell that the police were getting irritated with your neighbor. All she did was waste their time with the stupidest things.

Today, they were called on you for yelling at her kids to stop throwing things in your yard for your dog to eat.

You had gotten sick of it, those kids were brats anyway.. They were mean to your poor dog who did nothing wrong.

You sat on your couch with your dog laying next to you as you waited on the police to arrive and question you.

All you wanted was a nice neighborhood, you just moved out of your parents place, and of course you had to have a nutcase for a neighbor.

You scratched behind your dogs ears, she simply snored and snoozed away with her head in your lap.

Suddenly there was a knock at your door. "Police." An Irish voice called out.

"Its unlocked.." You crossed your arms over your chest, feeling done with everything and everyone's sh*t.

The front door opened and shut behind them, the officer was a monster, a hybrid of some sort, he stood tall. His navy blue uniform hugged his some how muscular form greatly.

He wore a vest that said k9 unit. He hand his hands resting on his belt. "Alright, I understand that Mrs. Woods had called us on a dispute? Care to tell me what happened?"

He took a seat in front of you, his bushy tail swayed slightly to the side.

"Gladly. I'm convinced her kids are brain dead. I've told them not to mess with my dog tons of times! And they never listen, they run along the fence and tease her, then this morning they're throwing chicken bones in my yard! I'm sick of it." You huff.

He wrote down your story in a small note pad. "Anything else miss.l/n?"

You nod.  "I'm sure you know, but she's insane. I have cops at my door all the time thanks to her. My other neighbors probably think I'm a criminal! I can't do anything without having the cops on my a**."

The officer chuckles at your tone. "I've had neighbors like that, mine simply hated me for being a monster. Trust me, I know how it feels." He continues to write.

You looked him over once more, for a monster, he was pretty cute, his grey hair draped over one of his eyes, the tips dyed blue.

You study his face and begin to blush until his snaps his phalanges in front of you. "Miss l/n?"

You shake your head. "Sorry.. What?"

"I said that you're not in trouble. Honestly, I would move if I were you as far from her as humanly possible." He smiles and stands, a hand on his hip.

"I already took care of the chicken bones. You might want to get a privacy fence at some point." He tips his hat to you, making your cheeks flush.

"I'll be seein' ya. Don't mind Mrs. Woods, she's overly paranoid, and she doesn't take her medication. Hopefully her oldest son takes her to a nursing home." He chuckles, making you laugh along with him.

He pats your dog's head then looks at you one last time. "You have a good night now miss.l/n." He leaves something on the table, then leaves your house, shutting the screen door behind him.

You watch him leave in his cruiser then look back at your table.

Your eyes widen and your face burns bright. Did he seriously leave you his number!?

End. (Short I know. Short and sweet like Cupid.)