Guards x Reader: Prologue
Favorite flower- (F/F)
Favorite color- (F/C)
Last name- (L/N)
Favorite animal- (F/A)
‘Great, how did I get myself into this mess?’ you asked yourself while simultaneously sweat dropping at the scene before you.
All the supervisors were currently fighting in the middle of the guard room and you have no idea why.
Everything that morning had been going great for you. You woke up to a beautiful day, amazing breakfast, and had gotten to work early, so you didn't get yelled at by your supervisor. But that is where everything just started to go downhill.
****Earlier that day****
You had just gotten to your designated building, building 5, when you started noticing weird things going on.
First, when you got into building 5’s office, ready to start the paperwork you were too tired to finish last night, you saw that it was already finished and neatly on your desk. If that didn't startle you before, seeing a neatly wrapped gift, a bouquet of (F/F), and (F/C) teddy bear did.
Next, when you were out on the training grounds supervising the inmates, one of them came up to you. You smiled warmly at the qi-gong user, Upa, as he began asking you questions about how he can improve his form. You, being the nice person you are and also being a national champion at fighting, not only did you decide to give him some pointers but also show him. As you were in the middle of explaining how he can deliver a harder punch, he stopped you, looking paler than he usually does. Getting concerned for the young man, you asked if he was okay, to which he replied with a shaky yes before running off to do more exercise. This confused you greatly, he looked as if he had seen a ghost, but you didn't get enough time to think anymore upon the behavior when Samon, your supervisor, and Mitsuru came up to you because the warden wanted to see you.
On the walk to headquarters is where you noticed the third weird thing, Mitsuru was talking more than usual. At first, you thought that you were imagining it because talking was practically his middle name, but as time went on, you started to notice. So, once again being the nice person you were, just smiled and listened to his endless talking, which didn't bother you because you honestly did like him speaking, he was always a bucket of fun to be around.
Fourthly, when you got to the waiting room, you saw that Kiji and Kenshirou were also there. Kiji was looking frantically in his hand mirror to make sure his makeup was still fabulous and Kenshirou was typing away rather nervously at his computer. When they finally noticed your presence they seemed a little startled, like a person would look if they were not fully prepared. You bid Mitsuru a thank you before turning to them to give a warm hello and smile, which only startled them more but they still managed to give you an ify hello back. Not wanting to make the atmosphere more awkward than it already was, Kiji decided to offer you a seat next to him on the couch, much to Kenshirou’s displeasure, to which you excepted with a smile. Making the makeup-clad supervisor blush and the dog like supervisor sulk into his computer.
That didn't last for long as both supervisors started competing to see who you would talk to the most. As you waited for the warden to call you in, you listened as the ‘conversation’ went on, you were just thankful that you could multitask because otherwise, that would have been difficult to bare.
Fifthly, when you were finally called into the warden’s office, the atmosphere emitting from the door made you, her friend, feel a twinge of concern. So, being one of her only female friends, you were determined to make sure that she was okay, after all, running a prison was hard work. You walked right up to the door and knocked on it, to which you received a nervous, high-pitched squeak that told you to enter, this made you even more concerned than before. You opened the door quickly and stepped in to be greeted with an unusual sight. The warden was sitting at her desk, hands intertwined on top, and her head held high with a harsh glare plastered on her face. She is normally never like that when she calls you to her office.
Most people would take one look at her and run away, even Hajime would do the same, but not you. You know your friend well, even if you only knew them for one month, and you knew that that glare wasn't intentional but accidental. So keeping that in mind, you walked quickly up to her, still with that concerned look on your face, and asked her what was wrong. This surprised her momentarily because normally people couldn't tell her true emotions but she quickly shook it off. She responded with a yes and a brilliant smile to your question, much to your relief. Her response caused you to give your own dazzling smile but it rapidly went away when the warden turned around in her chair and refuse to turn around the rest of the conversation. That was definitely one of the most bizarre conversations you’ve ever had.
Finally, when you stepped out of the warden’s office because your meeting with the warden was finished, you met with someone you hadn’t expected to meet. Leaning against the wall right outside the warden’s office stood none other than Nanba’s number one supervisor, Hajime Sugoroku, with a blank expression on his face in your direction. You gave him a smile, not noticing the extremely small blush on his face due to the dark shade covering the top half of his figure, and asked what he was doing out of curiosity. He cleared his throat, hoping to get rid of the blush before you notice, and said that he was looking for you because he needed your help with something very important. You grinned even more as you agreed to help, knowing that he works too much and that it was rare for him to ask for help. He pushed himself off the wall and began walking with you out of the hallway that leads back to the waiting room.
On the way to the waiting room, you saw that he was stiffer than normal around you. So to relieve some of the tension you decided to tell him some of the funny stories from back home, hoping to make him laugh. Much to your relief, it worked and the rest of the trip there was filled with a joyous atmosphere but that didn’t last long.
The minute the two of you stepped into the room, the atmosphere was murderous and almost blood lustful, Hajime was punched square in the face, leading him to fly into the wall face first, by none other than Samon. Now the joyous smile you wear just seconds ago turned into a mortified frown while Samon wears a prideful smirk, though it did not last long either. Hajime got up quickly, making you sigh in relief but then go back to your prior expression, and pounced on the poor monkey supervisor, now regretting his previous action.
The two wrestled on the floor as you frantically tried to stop them but every time you did you were held back by the other two because they knew how dangerous getting in between the two could be. The both of them also saw it as an opportunity to ask you something very important, however, when they were going to ask you, they were rudely interrupted. The two on the floor each reached an arm out, Samon grabbing Kiji while Hajime grabbed Kenshirou, and dragged them into the fight.
That basically explains how you got into your current situation.
****Back to the Present****
You couldn’t continue watching your superiors wrestle on the floor anymore, even more now that it had attracted the attention of the warden and Mitsuru.
“Can all of you please stop fighting, this is getting us nowhere!” You yelled pleadingly, gaining everyone’s sights in your direction. You’re normally not one to yell but if you had to, you have your parents to thank for your lung capacity.
“I agree with officer (L/N),” The warden agreeingly stated to the female guard statement, before sternly asking the supervisors, ”Now, who started it?”
Everyone, except the warden, Mitsuru, and you, turned to look at the downcasted monkey guard. The warden looked like she was about to commit murder as she stared at him, the others, minus you and Mitsuru backed away from her. She was about to approach him, to which he started to sweat up a storm out of pure fear, but stopped when she felt a warm, gloved hand on her shoulder.
Your hand rested on her shoulder with a warm smile on your lip as if telling her to please not murder him. After a few seconds, she seemed calmer so you released her shoulder, much to her disappointment, and turned your attention to Samon who was, like everyone else in the room, relieved.
“Samon, I have one question for you and you don’t have to answer me if you don’t want to but... Why did you punch Hajime in the face?” You asked gently, in case it was a personal question that he might not want to answer. He cast his eyes over the other supervisors, the warden, and Mitsuru before finally meeting your soft gaze. He sighed getting up, the other supervisors following suite, and took a deep breath before revealing their secret.
“That’s because...” Samon paused nervously, looking at the others for any sign not to tell you, but he received none, “Everyone in this room is in love with you.”
To say you were shocked was an understatement, you know that people liked you but you thought that it was in a co-worker or friend like manner, not romantic. This can’t be true, right?
“It’s true, darling. We all like you.” Kiji added with a smile after noticing the look of disbelief and heat on your face.
“Now, the question is who do you pick?” Hajime said after you had finally grasped the idea that you were loved by many people. He exchanged looks with everyone in the room before they all split off into different directions confusing you for the time being. When they all came back, they stood in a line in front of you, each holding something behind their back but you couldn’t see what they were holding. You were still confused, but you weren’t for long when they each bowed their heads to you, holding out the gifts. They were confessing to you at the same time, making you turn strawberry-red.
Momoko had your favorite homemade cookies, Mitsuru your favorite candy, Samon a bouquet, Hajime a single (F/C) rose, making Samon glare at him because flowers were his idea, Kenshirou had a (F/A) plushie, and Kiji had your favorite perfume.
“Now, who do you choose?” They all asked after a moment of silence.