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Let's Meet Another Time (Rewrite)
Zalgo x Male Y/N
Wind whistled calmly, leaves dancing down to the ground. A light sprinkle of rain drizzling down as you stepped on the sidewalk, your footsteps leaving small thumps. The rain water began coming down heavier, the droplets hitting your head, soaking into your hair. You had forgotten to wear a jacket, and the fact your backpack wasn't waterproof. You didn't care about getting wet, but you did care about the fact you had your computer in your backpack and you didn't want it getting ruined. The clouds bunched together darkly, a rumbling thunder corrupting the air in a snap.
You began to walk swiftly, the water droplets hitting the pavement heavily now. You had to take a pause when you felt the rain no longer hit you. You looked up to see a man, he was tall with dreadlocks that were pulled into a ponytail, some locks were a nice looking red. A pair of round black sunglasses hiding his eyes. A fancy black and red suit covering his body. His hand clasping an umbrella that shielded you and him from the harsh rain.
He looked down at you with a small grin traced on his lips. You stared up at him in confusion, he kept a hand behind his back and stood tall. "Hello?" You said in a questioning tone. "Hello, young prince, it's a bad time for a walk," he says calmly, his voice having a slight gravel and southern twang. As he spoke, you could see sharp fangs that made themselves known to your eyes. "Um.. yeah, I guess," you replied, you didn't know why this man was even near you. "The devil's beatin' his wife," he let out a small huff of a chuckle. You didn't understand the saying, if seemed mean and a little wrong. "I see that look on your face, it's a saying where I'm from, it doesn't mean anything bad, actually, maybe it does, I choose not to question it."
You blink, this man was so peculiar. "I gotta go," was all you said. You pulled on the straps of your backpack and he sighed through his nose. "Of course, here, I don't need it," he holds out the umbrella to you. On the handle you could see the name Zalgo imbedded in it. "Thanks, Zalgo?" You thanked him. You wondered if Zalgo was the brand of a company or the man's name, either way his smiled and nodded. "Of course Y/N, let's meet again another time."
You turned to leave, but then you realized he had said your name, you didn't say your name.
"Hold up!" You turned around quickly and saw that the man was gone. "What the?" You said aloud, the man just vanished like a ghost.
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Let's Meet Another Time
Zalgo x male reader
(Human Zalgo)
Y/n packed all his things in a grey pack pack and threw the strap over their shoulder. He walked out of the old library with whatever book they could get his hands on and began the walk out to the woods, sitting by a tree he opened to the first page of the book. A male figure of a shadow stood over him, he looked up to see a man with black shaggy hair and seemed to have red eyes. His body seemed built from what you could see, he had some stubble and he was wearing a three piece suit that had a red vest and all the rest black. You looked up and marked your page "yes?" You asked, he sat infront of you and smirked showing sharp teeth "hello, y/n~" his voice had a slight pur to it.
You looked at him confused "how do you know my name?" You sat up properly. The man chuckled at your response "call me Zalgo" he said completely ignoring your question. "I asked how you know my name, not for yours" Zalgo reached his hand to your cheek and smirked once more "let's continue another time, yes?" He leaned closer to you, the man sneakily closed your book with a his free hand before using it to corner you "no answer? Aww, I'll make you talk bunny just maybe not now." He leaned in and gave your lips a peck before vanishing away from your eyes like the Cheshire cat. "Did he call me 'bunny'?"
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