Ipomoea Alba [Minecraft youtubers]

Pastry shop. [Jschlatt x reader]

Author's corner;

" I tried my best to do some gore, but i suck at them- my brain was not in my head while i was writing this, so I don't know if i like how this turned out. Chapter contains angst, yandere-ish actions, maybe slight gore, death, and i think there's small swearing somewhere. Enjoy. "

"It's gonna be alright, [Y/N]." Charlie [Slimecicle] reassured you as he rubbed comforting circles on your back, pity filled eyes staring down at your slouched and disheveled form.

Your little brother has been missing for weeks prior and you haven't gotten a single ounce of sleep ever since; you were tired, worried, and aching all over. You were extremely pale, your hair was a bird nest, and bags acted as a decoration for your eyes, overall, you looked horrible.

The police have assured you that they were still on the lookout for your brother, but you knew that it wasn't long 'till they close the case and announce that he's dead without any corpse found.

"Let's get you out of here and get you something to eat, yeah? You look like a skeleton, you haven' been eating properly the past few weeks." Charlie mumbled, worry lacing his tone, but still received no response from you.

His sigh broke the silence as he stands up from the chair he was sitting on before grabbing your arms and pulling you up to your feet by force.

You sluggishly stood up, stumbling forward slightly, but you were quickly caught by your friend. Charlie wrapped an arm around your shoulder in order to keep you up on your feet.

"Are you good?"

"The pastry shop down the street." the girl finally said something for once but it was something that the boy didn't understand. "..what?"

"I want to eat there." Charlie finally understood what you were trying to say and his eyes lit up in realization. He never knew he could nod so fast after hearing your request. "Of course, let's get you there."

'ding!-'

The sound of a bell ringing softly echoed throughout the empty pastry shop and as soon as you and Charlie stepped into the facility, you were met with the delightful scent of bread and icing. A wave of nostalgia hits you as you remember all the moments you spent with your brother in this very shop.

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"Jschlatt's pastries are the best!" [B/N] chirped out as he takes a bite out of his own cheesecake with you watching him with a small smile. He finished it within seconds and ended up making a mess. The younger male looked up at you with his big doe eyes and, you being you, you couldn't bring yourself to be mad at him.

Sighing, you took one tissue out of its dispenser and reached out to clean up your brother's face but he ended up turning his head away and stubbornly refusing your help. "[B/N].." you called out his name in a scolding manner but the young male still refused to listen. He kept avoiding your hand but stopped when a certain male approached you two.

"[B/N], clean yourself up." Jschlatt butts into the conversation, placing another plate of cheesecake in front of your brother. [B/N] blushed in embarrassment and sinks back in his seat, nodding his little head softly. You glanced at Jschlatt as you handed the tissue to [B/N] who took it and began cleaning himself up. Your brother would always listen to Schlatt, you assumed he was intimidated by him. He was a big man after all.