A Discovery, Masky x FTM Reader x Hoodie part 2

    You opened your eyes, the bright morning light illuminating your room through the opened blinds. You sat up groggily and lazily trudged downstairs in your (f/c) boxers and a large tshirt You fixed a cup of (coffee/tea/etc) and sat down on the couch, mindlessly flipping through the channels. Just a normal summer morning, sleeping in, relaxing, your mind drifted off to last night. You sat there for a moment then your eyes fluttering open and going wide. Last night. Oh shit. That happened. You jumped up quickly and proceeded to look out the back window, scanning the outline of the woods tensed up. Not seeing anything you relaxed.

    "I cant believe that actually happened!" You thought out loud and let out a loud half yell half sigh while both hands clutched your hair tightly. "I'm so fucking lucky Mom and Dad are gone!!!!" After the childish thoughts and actions passed from your mind your eyes widened once again. What were you going to do? There was 2 psycho men in the woods and one of them attacked you! You hoped, no scratch that; prayed that last nights encounter was the last you would ever see of them. 'But for now I need to be extra careful i'm bringing my pocket knife everywhere I go. I'm sure as hell not going to get beat, kidnapped or even worse....' You clenched your fists and nodded, rewarding yourself mentally for the extra precautions you were making sure you had. You weren't stupid after all.

    You tried to relax a bit and watched some TV for a while, then deciding to finally get up you proceed to take a shower. Hopping out, you glance at the clock. "12:15pm" it read. "Shit its late! I need some lunch." You pulled your binder over your chest, a daily routine that didn't take any effort or even bother you anymore. Slipping on some faded jeans and a (f/c) tank top ((the mens kind)) you dried your (h/l) (h/c) hair and laced up your shoes, grabbing the knife from your dresser and fitting it into your pocket along with your wallet with a few 20's in it from your old job. You opened the door and stepped outside, the the fresh afternoon air hitting your face as you inhaled, a small smile crept across your face. Today was a particularly beautiful day. The birds were chirping the sun was shining across the sea blue sky as if the events of last night never even happened at all. 

    Walking along the side of the long gravel driveway that distances your house from the common suburban 'house right next to house no privacy at all' style. You had always liked living closer to nature anyways. Falling asleep to the sound of passing cars wasn't your style. You began to hum a light and beautiful tune as you continued to walk the twists and turns of the road. 

    Finally reaching the more urban part of your town you went to your favorite place, the local bakery. Walking in the door's chimes begin to let out its melancholic tune to announce that a new customer has arrived. The smell of sweet pastries and freshly baked bread flooded your nostrils, enjoying the lingering smell you stepped inside. The place was pretty small, it barley had enough customers to keep itself stable, but you were one of its most loyal patrons. You let out a smile seeing the older blonde woman, Lucy, behind the cash register. You waved as she greeted you. "Well good Afternoon to you (y/n)! A little late today I see?" She let out a smirk. "Well I kind of overslept...." You let out a laugh and apologized. "What'll it be this time?" She asked. You looked around the assortments of baked goods and your eyes landed on some superb looking eclair's. Pointing at them you announce "I would like three or those please!" Letting out a wide grin as you pay. "Three? Can little (f/n) Handle that much?" She teased. "Hey! I'm still growing I swear! I'm just starting puberty a little later than most guys.." You playfully stuck your tongue out at her as you grabbed your plate full of the delectable sweets and proceeded to sit at one of only 2 tables at the back of the shop. Looking out the window you feel a pair of eyes on you. Looking behind you, you see a younger man (you guessed around 21 or so) sitting alone as well. He seemed to be reading the newspaper before you walked in and now only started at you. He had messy brown hair and his icy blue eyes were glaring profusely, almost as if shooting bullets straight at you. Something about this unnerved you and you decide to shake it off and eat your 'oh so healthy' lunch.

    Gazing out the window of the shop in awe of the beautiful sky you finished your meal, setting out your plate and giving a last thank you and wave to Lucy you set off, smiling and in a grand mood. The man sitting there still made you feel uncomfortable though, 'oh well he might've been having a bad day or something... No need to dwell on it too much' You thought while practically skipping down the street, the weather had put you in a better mood. Last night at the back of your mind.

[3rd person POV]

The man watched the familiar boy walk down the street until he wasn't visible anymore, it was him, oh it was defiantly him. He pushed his paper to the side and walked up to the cashier, paying and began to speak. "That boy that just came in.... Who is he, I haven't seen him here before?" He asked. He didn't want to be too suspicious or seem too interested in the boy. "Oh him?" She began "He comes here everyday, usually earlier though. He walks a long ways just to come here everyday too. He lives further out near the woods. It's dedication like him that makes me keep doin' my job." "What was his name?" He continued to pry, keeping his tone calm and natural like easy small talk. People were too annoying to deal with. "(f/n), he's pretty energetic, sh- he is a little bit of a trouble maker but don't let that fool you." She quickly corrected herself as if it never even happened. Lucy knew (f/n) for a long time and knew about his life. The man mentally rolled his eyes. 'Troublemaker you got that right.' he thought while waving and leaving the store. 

(f/n) If I were you, I'd watch your back. He trailed off out of sight and seemed to almost dissapear into the treeline.