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Sheep in Wolf's Clothing — Mhin x Monster!Reader (2/?)

context: reader is a monster, possesses ears and a tail; reader is at least a couple hundred of years old, but has amnesia; they recently began working with Kuras at the clinic.

cw: possibly ooc; thirsting over Mhin (creep) and getting rejected (lol).

Yep. You do have a death wish, actually.

It's been weeks since your last acquaintance with Mhin and time for your apology was quickly running out... Haha, no, not exactly.

Dramaticism aside, the longer you've spent just... moving on with your life, the fainter Mhin's smell has grown around the clinic.

It seemed that whatever evaluating Mhin has conducted has long since ended and you've achieved only the highest of grades. Lucky you!

However, it didn't actually bring you any closure, only made you feel more... guilty. Perhaps you did want a violent confrontation. We already established you had a death wish, after all.

Hence, it shouldn't have come as a surprise that on a particular day, once the morning crowd had settled and the streets grew more quiet, you were quick to abandon Kuras and rush to track Mhin down.

You really were beginning to give Kuras a headache of a century, especially after randomly rushing outside without as much as a single word. You're lucky he adored you.

Tracking Mhin wasn't particularly hard, not with your enhanced sense of smell. Ultimately, their piss-poor excuses of checking in on Kuras had helped you tremendously, as you only had to (awkwardly) sniff around the entrance for a solid minute or so before a familiar scent graced your nostrils.

Bingo.

Locked on target, you followed the trace like a thirsty man in a desert, craving but a single sip from an oasis he could not reach. Your desperation only grew after many twists and turns later, finally sensing them more... clearly.

Now that you were sober enough to think, the way they smelled was... nice, actually. Pleasant. Intoxicating, even.

It was... heady and nectarous — jasmine tinged with vanilla. So deliciously sweet and alluring, like a forbidden fruit that drove you in for a bite. Yet, instead of sweet nectar, all that you were left with was metallic taste. Blood.

Yes... despite the sweet aroma, one smell stood above all. It was a surprise your mind refused to register it up until now. It was the smell of blood. Not of humans, no, but the brainless fools you knew as the Soulless.

Indeed, Mhin was like a forbidden fruit, a distant oasis, and perhaps that was the reason you crossed the dangerous lines drawn by the outcast. You found them alluring, craving that sip, that bite...

Aaalright, gotta stop being a creep there, bud.

They're here.

You've managed to catch them in a middle of patrol around the general area the Senobium scholars would frequent. Probably... Hell if you knew.

The point was they were there, and you wanted to apologize. It was none of your business what business they had with the scholars. Even if you were painfully aware of their curse.

"Mhin!"

They visibly tense up, whipping their head around to stare at you in bewilderment, mouth slightly agape. Why were you here? For a moment, you could spot misery in their eyes as their face scrunched up in irritation. They are not happy to see you.

You barely muster a sound before Mhin harshly turns on their heels and walks away, throwing you obvious hints they want you to piss off. Too bad. You ran after them. Funnily enough, they don't say anything once you catch up, resorting to ignorance to your presence.

The first thing that flies out of your mouth is an apology, for wounding them and possibly giving them a scare. It's... awkward considering you can see, gods, even hear, their jaw tense, teeth grinding one against the other in an almost painful squeeze. An intense glare is cast your way, a wish of nothing more than to dive that pristine blade straight into your heart, yet... they don't.

Instead, all you receive was a scoff. Somehow, the reaction stung, immobilizing you for long enough for Mhin to pick up their pace and disappear down the path and behind a building.

You knew tracking them would be pointless now, they've purposely have taken a path to the direction of Amaryllis District. A vile place full of many distinct smells. Even in broad daylight, they would slip past your fingers like grain of sand if you attempted to catch them.

You really were like a man in a middle of a desert.

Your shoulders fell in disappointment. Whatever you had foreseen to happened was quickly scrapped and tossed away, leaving you with a bitter taste in your mouth. No answers, no affirmations. Hell, you would've even accepted an insult or two.

But silence? Somehow, it was worse than the pain of that shiny blade of theirs.

For moment, you wallowed in self-pity, standing still like you've sprouted roots and became one with Nature.

Did you say something wrong? Was this all one giant mistake? Will they hate you forever now? Were they scared of you?

So many questions, yet not enough answers, and as more and more confusion piled onto your shoulders, a sudden... surge of determination reached you.

No, you won't allow them to just ignore you forever. You'll approach them, talk to them, and have a normal conversation if that'll be the last thing you do in this cursed city.

With a slight flick of your tail, you physically dusted off any negative thoughts and feeling, eagerly turning on your heels to return back to Kuras and the clinic, a slight hint of spring in your step.

It didn't matter how long it'll take, you're going to think of a way to approach Mhin in the most appropriate of ways and display your sincerest apology.

Truly, you were not just suicidal, but stupid. Good job.

A stupid fool aiming to reach that impossible goal. To bite off more than they can chew and get smitten by gods for testing Fate.

What can you say? It was in your nature to be kind to all those around and out of all the people you've met in Eridia... Mhin seemed like someone who needed to be shown some kindness the most.

And you'll be damned if you didn't continue to try your best in befriending them, bad blood or not. The hesitation to attack was enough of evidence to convince you that approaching them again, perhaps in a more appropriate way, would be enough to crack just a slightest crack in Mhin's defenses. So, honestly, you were more than prepared to try again.

So, with enough determination to part mountains, you had carved this newfound goal onto your bones. A single cheer of confirmation passing through your thick, thick skull:

You can do it!

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Sheep in Wolf's Clothing — Mhin x Monster!Reader (1/?)

context: reader is a monster, possesses ears and a tail; reader is at least a couple hundred of years old, but has amnesia; they recently began working with Kuras at the clinic.

cw: slight and possibly vague depiction of violence; possibly ooc.

To state that your acquaintance with Mhin was... intense... would be an understatement.

Eridia, whilst home to some of the most dangerous Monsters, was far from welcoming for someone like you. Despite your overall docile nature, many would side-eye you on the streets, occasionally hurling a curse or two in your direction.

It helped slightly that you got acquainted with Kuras after an... unfortunate attack, who offered a place at his humble clinic upon learning your situation. Ever since then you've been relatively close.

The helping hand was very much welcome, yet your affiliation with the most respected doctor in Eridia did not assure completely invulnerable to other's wrath.

...So it really shouldn't have been a surprise when... it happened.

You've been running some errands, each one taking just a little bit too long, pushing the day's hours further and further until it was night time. Knowing the dangers of the dark streets lurking in every corner, you made an attempt to get back to Kuras as fast as you could... but-

Misfortune kept a close eye on you at all times, for you've managed to run straight into a Soulless.

True to Vere's words, a cornered beast bites the hardest, and you were no exception. You were a Monster, after all. You knew how to defend yourself.

Unable to escape, you took advantage of your reflexes and strength to strike the Soulless at the right time with a trusty dagger you kept on your person. The fight, although not vicious, leaves you shaking and panting in fright, adrenaline pumping your heart to such aggression you could barely hear anything.

Taking a life, human or not, was never an easy task, and to some degree, guilt bubbled in your gut... however, it was short lived once several pools of blood entered your peripheral vision. You stepped closer.

Corpses. Not of humans, no. Animals. Cats, more specifically. All torn open, the contents of their tiny selves peeping, half-eaten. It seems you have interrupted a feast. Disgusting...

...Just how distracted were you...? To completely miss this smell, something that assaulted your nostrils and made it hard to breathe. Surely, you should've-

You barely register footsteps behind you, your body attempting to make a turn to face the source, only for a sharp pain to course through your entire body. A twists of your head is enough to locate the source of this pain — a pristine blade plunged deep into your side, barely missing your vitals.

An attempt to stay calm is made, however, rationality betrayed you and your monstrous superiority took hold. How dare they. With your fangs bearing, you manage to push whoever attacked you away. Forced into an animalistic state, you hunch over to steady yourself, sharply snapping to the source of your attacker...

That is when you spotted them. Those icy gray eyes, red pupils, silver hair and that cute beauty mark. Mhin. You've ran into them a couple of times before, none of which were pleasant.

There's was always this coldness and disgust every time you two interacted, yet it never moved past a quip or two before they'd leave you be. This time, however, they looked livid, jaw clenched.

There wasn't a moment to make conversation, ask questions or make accusations. Their goal was clear as ever — to kill, for there was no hesitation in their movement as they rushed to gain back the blade stuck on you. The unknown turned into a bloody fight, earning both of you numerous wounds.

Their blade puncturing your body with eerie precision that left you losing blood whilst your bites pierced their clothes, tearing their skin into a bloody mess of tissue.

Perhaps, that is how both of your lives would've ended — in a heated brawl — if not for the esteemed doctor, who had gone on to search for you.

It was the superior presence that stopped the fight, as both of you were brought into his clinic, Kuras' face scrunched the entire time as he treated your wounds.

Despite the fight being over, Mhin still dared to show their dissatisfaction with the situation, protesting against Kuras' care for "someone like you".

Luckily, Kuras did not budge, merely stating that you were a trusted assistant of his and by no means was Mhin allowed to exterminate you.

Their mouth hung open in shock, only for a moment, before it snapped shut and their glare re-appeared. They never looked at you, only addressing Kuras, which was beginning to piss you off. Rightfully so.

"Since when did you get a pet?". That about did it. "What's your problem?!"

Oh boy.

Ever since that night, upon regaining your sober mind, you couldn't help but stress about what had happened. The Soulless, the cats, Mhin, the taste of their blood.

That... bitter taste and tar-like texture... You were certain they were cursed, and thinking more about your encounter, it just made sense. How did they keep up with you, if they didn't have a little secret of their own?

With the realization, came sympathy and guilt. Now, you understood why they were so cold towards Monsters, why they despised Vere. Yet... even so, you didn't understand why did they strike that night?

Did they assume you were on Hunt? Was there a bounty on your head? Or was it the-

Ever since the fight, you began to grow... paranoid. Mhin was there. You could smell them. They were lurking in the general area of the clinic more often, sometimes even following you from a distance.

It was because of Kuras, of course. Mhin cared too much for the doctor, even if they'd rather be tortured than to admit it. Kuras is just about the most sane person in Eridia, why wouldn’t they worry about his new addition to the clinic? Gods... surely, he had went insane, accepting a Monster as an assistant.

Nonetheless, despite them stalking you like a prey, Mhin never made any move to attack you which, for one, eased your anxiety enough to finally relax.

Then, it was you who observed.

Indeed, they were regularly checking up on Kuras while you were away, hidden under the guise of a check-up. It was true that they were making sure that you cause no trouble to anyone else, especially making sure you never stepped into the same alley as the attack again.

Even if you were supposed to be upset, the gesture... warmed your heart, in a way. Mhin was always... distant. Cold. Alone. It was nice to know that they actually cared about someone.

And perhaps this newfound warmth touched you... a bit too much, for you upcoming plans consisted of approaching Mhin on one of their patrols and apologizing... Yeah, you do have a death wish, actually.

There was no guarantee you would survive this, but surely your good-willed gesture couldn't bring your demise... Right?

Only one way to find out.

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