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My bodyguard is the GRIM REAPER??(Midnight Melodies)

Summary:

Flashing lights. Fast Cars. Live music. Loving fans. Paparazzi. Tabloids. That’s all y/n ever knew about the pop star life. The only life y/n ever knew ever since their hit single debut was released. It was immediately off the charts. Yet, the singer felt empty inside. The attention was amazing still…. There was nothing that excited them anymore; the stalker fans, the Internet trolls and constant pressure from the label didn’t make the glamorous life fun anymore.

That was until they met a strange fellow. The company assigned them to a new bodyguard. Jeremy? Alex? George? Steve? Casper? Y/n could never remember his name. They never last long enough due to pressure from fans thinking they are dating their precious pop star. Yet something felt different about this one. Maybe it was the red eyes, the white cascading hair, or the nonchalant attitude that pulled Y/n to the bodyguard.

However...the bodyguard has a special secret

Notes:

The clickbait title was inspired by another author I saw on twitter. I forgot their name but it did give me inspiration for the title. Also this is my first ever fic on AO3! Def testing the waters here.

Chapter 1: The Encounter

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Y/n was called to a meeting with their manager, Atlas. If the colour yellow had a representative, Atlas would be the ambassador. The male had yellow eyes, a yellow stripe in his hair and consistently wore black and yellow. Yet, today something shifted. Next to him a man fully dressed in black from the head to toe sat next to him. He had long white hair and red eyes. He wore a black suit and red gloves. Quite the only overdressed person in the room as Atlas wore a simple yellow t-shirt and jeans whilst Y/n wore sweats and a hat in an attempt to hide their face being shown to the public eye.

Breaking the silence Atlas started the meeting. “How’s my favorite person in the world doing?” he asked trying to light up the atmosphere in the room. Y/n rolled their eyes, after seeing constant fans showing up to their house on a daily basis and being harassed by paparazzi on the streets. They almost reached their breaking point. Y/n simply sighed “Terrible.. can’t sleep at all.. even the hotel room feels unsafe” luckily the staff have been accommodating in this rough patch but Y/n missed sitting on their hammock at home with their cat, Nesquik. Now the two had to only sit on the bed watching television to see whatever was good on ChuuTV.

“Oh boy oh boy we have the solution for you, meet your new-” Atlas began to introduce the unknown male before Y/n interrupted. “How fun.. a new bodyguard.. he’s not going to last a week” they crossed their arms not surprised that Atlas wasted their time already. Atlas face palmed before the unknown man spoke up. “I like bets, you wanna bet that?” he smirked. This caught Y/n off guard. A bet? Is he even being serious right now? Yet something in them wanted to know how long he’ll actually last. Maybe he was just in desperate need of a job..

“What’s in it for me?” Y/n stared at the white hair male. He cleared his throat. “You get exceptional protection, I get a stable job, it’s a win win” he pushed back against the meeting chair. For some reason, Y/n was not buying that. Every bodyguard they’ve had failed. They didn’t get this sudden cockiness from this man. “And what makes you different from the last five in the last few months?” The raised brow on Y/n’s face made them wonder what suddenly got into the male.

Atlas attempting to gain access in re-controlling the room, simply cleared his throat. He shot a glare at the singer before turning to the male. “I’m so sorry about that…they are quite fiesty lately but let us go into introductions” he said allowing for the new hire to introduce himself. Feeling the eyes on him, he spoke up. He ran his gloved hand through his hair as while he spoke “Names Casper, I’ll be your new bodyguard and I’ll last a whole month” he smiled. Y/n took this time to fully observe Casper, they extended their hand for a handshake which Casper followed suit.

“I’m Y/n and I’m a cat parent who thinks you won’t last the full month” Y/n winked. “The race is on” Casper knew he could handle it.