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Sleeping soundly early in the morning, a sound of your custom ringtone vibrated against the top of your nightstand just right beside your bed. You rolled yourself in your [f/c] sheets and ignored the noise coming from your phone, not wanting to get up anytime soon. You aren't really a morning person to begin with, honestly.

Meanwhile, however—

"C'mon, [y/n]!! Answer the funkin' phone! Open up!!! Aaarghh!—"

Keith practically gives his phone a a harsh tap on the call button with your name visible on the screen whilst banging his fist against the door of your apartment, not planning to leave anytime soon either until you come out. They still want you to accompany them, even though you insisted they'd go alone. Keith does know the fact that you're never a morning person, yet he still comes over this early anyway. They're actually persistent of taking you with them.

"[Y/n]!!!" Keith shouts for a hundredth time, still knocking on your door. "Great... Do I have to do that crap again." He whispers, turning his back away from your door.

"Welp, if it's to get them outta there... Guess I'll yolo it."

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Yawning while stretching, you tried your best to sit up from your bed and at least get yourself to get up for the day. It's not like you have anything to do today.

F a l s e

Suddenly you hear a loud set of knocks coming from your window, this caught you off guard and held a face of confusion. You looked at your window but see nothing through it, making you shrug and thought it was probably a flock of birds creating a nest out of your balcony again.

"[Y—/n]...!!"

Jumping slightly from your bed, your gaze fell back towards your window again. "Did someone just call me..." You squint both your eyes and try rubbing your sleepiness away from it, wondering if you should check what the noise was or if it was just your mind playing tricks on you. Then again, you just brushed it off and thought nothing of it.

"Probably just kids throwing rocks again..." You say as soon as another loud knock came from your window once again, causing you to whip your head to the noise and raised a brow. "What the—"

"[N/n]!!! Open up or I'll break a leg here like last time I fell!!" A muffled voice perked your ears.

It wasn't long before you took off from your bed once you heard the familiar voice and immediately slid your window wide open, your eyes widening once you look outside.

"K, what the hell—"

"Let me in, please." He cries, trying his best to cling on your windowsill while he also steadies himself from the rusty ladder he's on. You gave him a face of bewilderment. "C'mon, at least gimme a hand here- Fu—"

Before he could slip, you managed to wrap your arms around his waist and steady him up, attempting to pull him inside. "H-Huh—" Dazed for a moment, Keith took a moment of realisation of what's happening. Once he notices how close your are, his face heats up and almost looks like he was about to explode. 'T...T...T-T-T-Too c-c-close!' His mind screams as his heart starts to race rapidly.

Soon after you successfully helped him inside, you got yourself to go get him a glass of water since you saw how hot his face was. You thought he was having a fever for a moment, but he denies while stuttering. You just brushed it off.

"So I'm guessing you guys are here to...?"

"Pick you up? Correct!"

You raised a brow. "Why?" You ask as if the answer wasn't already obvious, yet can't help but wonder why they even need you in the first place. "We honestly have no other valid reasons other than wanting you to tag along with us." He asnwers flatly, wearing a straight face with a smile.

You couldn't help but give him a blank stare. He finally gives in and sighs.

"Well, you see—Vel invited me today to meet her mom this time." He explains, making you hum to signal that you're listening. "Aaaand not only that, she was also asking about you. She was wondering if you could also tag along." He finishes, his gaze falling back on you.

"I see, well—" You stop halfway, giving Keith a confused look. "Why me?" You say, he just shrugs while scratching the back of his head. "She says that on behalf of her mother." As soon as you heard that, your mouth forms an 'o' from realisation. 'Velvet's Father must've told his wife about me...' You sweatdropped, not sure if you'd like to meet them. What's more, Keith keeps getting ignored by your presence. And you honestly feel bad.

Though, Keith doesn't see that and only likes the fact that you're tagging along. 

"Either way, I don't think we'll leave you alone until you agree to come with us. Hehe!" He laughs, sitting with his legs crossed on your bed. You sigh, pretending to think about it.

"Aight, whatever. I already know ya guys won't leave me alone s—" Before you could proceed, Keith jumps up from your bed with a cheer of victory. You were got caught off guard by this and barely had time to react when he started carrying you in bridal style.

"K-Keith!! We can't go yet! I still have to get ready!! I literally look like an abomination!" You yell, trying to push him away and jump away from his arms. "Whoa now, you don't want me to accidentally let ya fall!" He laughs, now feeling his cheeks getting pinched. "O-O-Ouch, my face..!" You chuckled, stopping afterwards once you think he's had enough.

Walking out of your bedroom, he then turns his head left and right. "So where would ya cha—"

"I told you to put me down so I can get ready—!"

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"Hello!" Velvet greets as she leans comfortably on the side of a vehicle behind her, you just notice it's a limo by now.

"Hey, hey! Morning!" Keith greets back as you did the same, giving her a smile. Keith was about to give her a hug but got cut off by another presence popping up from behind them. "GYAAH!—" Keith shouts from severe shock, jumping away from Velvet and ended up wrapping his arms around you instead. You couldn't help but hold your laughter, rubbing a hand on his back as he looked like he had a mini heart attack.

"Oh sorry, this is our henchman! They're the ones who're incharge of driving." Velvet answers, Keith just removes himself off of you as he sighs from relief. "I see..." He mutters, eyeing the henchman with suspicion.

Velvet giggles at this and gestures for the both of you to follow her inside the vehicle as another henchman opens the door for all of you to go inside. "Well? Come on in! Mom would be waiting for us." With that, both you and Keith are then ushered to enter inside.

Upon entering, it wasn't long before you spot a woman awaiting inside with a piercing intimidating look. She looks slightly yet physically similar comparing to Velvet. By the time she caught you staring, her eyes locked with yours and grins.

"My, are these two the ones who you're talking about nonstop?" She says as she switches her legs onto a different cross-legged position whilst eyeing you with unknown amount of interest. You nervously stood there, not really used to being stared by people.

As you were thinking about how you should introduce yourself at the moment, Keith smiles and leans forward first with confidence.

"Hello, ma'am! I hereby introduce myself and ask for permission to take out your daughter. My name's Keith!"

Introducing himself, the woman's eyes land on him which he flinch because of how much she's glaring. You can't blame Keith though, it does look like she's glaring at everyone because of her fierce look.

Without batting an eye towards Velvet's mother, you were about to speak up and try to introduce yourself just so you won't come off as rude.

"My, my, so you're the gorgeous [y/n] my dear who I've heard great things about~"

She abruptly states, pouring all her attention back to you and ends up ignoring Keith instead. Boy, do you feel bad for Keith...

Snapping yourself back to reality, you then make eye contact with her and reply.

"Ah, well— Yes, but I'm not really someone who's anything special, Ma'am— Madam..?" You respond, causing her to chuckle from amusement of your behavior.

"Now I see why my daughter and husband likes you. You're very polite like they said."

You quizzically look back at both her and Velvet, not understanding how well you could get along with them when all you do is just trying not to be rude.

"Well now—" She starts. "—I suppose I have already done what I planned: Meeting you." She adds, shifting to fix herself. "Still have to do something for tonight, dearie. So..." She then smirks towards your direction. "Would you like to tag along for the day?~" She awaits for a response as you sat there with a blank look, you honestly don't know how to reply to that.

"Ah, well—" Before proceeding, you immediately remember Keith and glanced at his sulking form beside you. You then put an arm over his shoulder just so he wouldn't feel left out.

"If it's fine to go along, then it wouldn't be a problem for my friend to also come with us." You tried your best not to stutter as you nervously wear a convincing smile while Keith gives you a confused look. "What're ya doin'?" He whispers to your ear. "I'm tryna help ya, dumbass. Now play along." You whisper back, making him give you a nod of understanding.

The Mother raises a brow at this then soon narrows her eyes at the cyan haired male, not amused in the slightest.

"Huh... You were the one who had beat my husband, are you not?" She hums, putting a finger on her chin. You could feel Keith freeze up by her cold stare, then he slowly nodded.

"Y-Yes, ma'am—"

"Madam." The woman spat, as if correcting him. "Aren't you impolite..." She snarls.

'God, I'm so sorry, K...'

As the woman clears her throat, grabbing all of your attention, she then taps her finger on her seat. "How about this, boy... Like how you beat my husband—" She leans back on her seat and puts a hand on her chin. "—Perhaps it's only fair if I challenge you the same." She maliciously smirks.

Without thinking, Keith quickly agrees. "Hell yeah! So when do we start, lady?" He ask with excitement building up, you aren't even sure if you should feel happy at the moment but you completely support him like Velvet.

The Mother laughs at this then slowly quiet down, watching Keith's face turn into confusion. "Boy, aren't you naive..." She says, opening the car window completely which gets all the wind inside and blows all of your and both Keith and Velvet's hair.

"We'll start now, so get ready!"

There was a moment of silence by the time you and Keith witness the woman easily leaping out the vehicle then hear a loud set of footsteps on the roof. Both you and Keith had face of disbelief for a moment, but then remembering she is indeed a demon. You could've sworn you caught a glimpse of a pair of wings spawn behind her for a nanosecond before disappearing.

"Fuck..." Keith curses, you pat him for comfort. "I guess there's no turning back..." Velvet turns to comfort you both. "It's okay, I'll be there to watch you both. If one of you falls, I'll come and get you." She smiles.

Afterwards,

"Didn't think you'd actually come up here." The woman stands steadily from the front. "I won't leave till ya give me your approval!" Keith yelled out, struggling to stand straight from all the wind that's hitting him.

"[Y/n]! Come grab onto me!" Velvet grabs you as you almost slipped, but managed to climb on top of her stereo system with her help. "Thanks, Vel." She giggles at the nickname. "Why, you're very much welcome!" She blushes.

"Dear, take care of your darling, [y/n]. I still have a pest to get rid off." Her mother suddenly speaks up, Velvet couldn't help but awkwardly laugh and denies Keith being a pest. Though, she doesn't deny about what her mother said about you though. "M-Mom, Keith isn't even a pest..." Her mother of course, ignores her and pays more attention to Keith.

"Look, lady!! I know the fact that [y/n] is way more special than I'd ever be, but I won't give up!" He shouts with confidence, smirking at your direction then back to the woman. Which her face appears with a scowl.

"You're a stubborn boy, huh? Well then..." She then snaps her fingers and suddenly see a microphone placed on the palm of her hand.

With that, you see both of them get ready as Velvet calmly sits beside you, not letting go of you since you might fly off.

"Show me how you'd defeat me, a famous popstar, then I'd think about letting you off for the time being."

She scowls, Keith just returns a smug grin.

"Bring it on, old hag!"

'Dear lord...'

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| End of chapter 4 |

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Sry

I had to rewrite this one a couple times since i find mommy mearest the most difficult to think of a scenario

Not proud of the results but eh—

It's somethin ig

Smh it came out longer than anticipated

It's so baaaaaddd—

—a/n