Requested by @PusheenWolfMom
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This took forever to get out! I'm so sorry! I know that this happens a lot and that I apologize frequently for it, but here it is again. My bad.. :3
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Info:
-you have trust issues and are skittish
-you are a talking bunny, like Bunnymund
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Bunnymund's POV
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I haven't seen YN in a while. It's been a long time, and I can't wait to see her again. By "a long time," I mean years.

Despite how long it's been, I can still remember clearly how she smiled, how her beautiful EC eyes shined when she got excited, everything. I miss her so much.

I met her when I was nine. She was the same age. I haven't seen her since we were thirteen. Yeah, it's been that long.

I hope she still remembers me.

I'm going back to where she lives just to see her again. With all of this Guardian business, I've been far too busy to talk to her. And before that in my teen years, I had moved and couldn't stay in contact with her. Which is unfortunate.

When I reach her place, I knock on the door and wait, hoping she still lives here. The door opens to reveal her father, and I'm flooded with relief that she still lives here.

"Yes?" her dad asks rudely, surprising me. Isn't he usually kind to others?

I shook it off as maybe he's having a rough day, and I clear my throat. "Is YN here?"

"What's it to you?"

Does he not recognize me? That's understandable, but still. Kinda harsh. I hope he isn't always like this. I feel myself tense up a little under his piercing glare.

I now know who YN gets her stares from.

Him.

"My name's Bunnymund. I'm her childhood best friend and I haven't seen her in years, sir. May I speak with her?"

His eyes widen, "Bunnymund? Oh wow, I didn't recognize you! My apologies. I'll go get her now. Come in, come in."

I sit down on their couch as he goes to get his daughter. I feel as though his statements are all lies. It didn't feel real. His enthusiasm or his apology. It wasn't sincere.

Now that I think about it, nothing feels quite right. All of the family pictures are gone and the air is so constrictive. Like it's hard to breathe.

What's happened here?

I'm snapped out of my thoughts as my eyes land on a beautiful bunny entering the barren living room. I recognize her anywhere.

I slowly stand up and her eyes meet mine. She stares at me in shock as I let out, "YN..?"

She blinks and nods, muttering, "Bunnymund?"

I nod at her, and she gives a slight smile. I reach out and hug her. I feel her flinch, but she carefully wraps her own fragile arms around me too. She's shaking. Is she scared? Nervous?

Why?

Whatever it is, I'm going to get to the bottom of it.

Your POV

There are three loud knocks on my door. I jump and turn to face the doorway as my dad peeks his head inside, glaring daggers at me. I swallow my saliva as he suddenly begins speaking.

"Someone's here to see you. If you dare mention anything to him then you'll be done for. Got it?"

I solemnly nod and exit my room a minute after he leaves. Someone came to see me? Who? I don't have any friends, really..not anymore. Not since Bunnymund left and things started going drastically down hill.

I make my way to the living room, and my eyes widen as I spot my old best friend sitting there. Right in front of my very eyes. It's Bunnymund! But how..? Why did he..? After all this time, he's actually..?

I'm so happy right now!

"YN..?" he asks quietly as he slowly stands, and I nod cautiously.

"Bunnymund?" I question too, and he nods. He wraps me up in a hug, to which I flinch at.

I respond by hugging him back shakily, hoping he doesn't notice my scars. It's imprinted into me, and patches of my fur reveal them. Ever since my mom..uh, you know...my dad has blamed me for it. He began beating me and my other friends left me, leaving me with no one for years.

Stranded.

I've been alone for all of my teen years, ever since a few months after Bunnymund left. It's like he was the thing holding everything into place before it could fall on top of me. And when he left, it all fell on me, no support left for it to stay stable. Killing me slowly and painfully.

Suffocation.
Grief.
Suffering.
Guilt.

I rarely trust anybody anymore, and I'm easily frightened. I flinch at nearly everything, all because of my abusive father.

I didn't kill her. I swear on my life I didn't. I could never. I just so happened to be with her when the accident took place. I couldn't do anything to stop it.

If I could've, I would've.

If it were possible, I'd take her place in a heartbeat. She didn't deserve that. She was my dad's everything. My everything. Now she's gone, I can't trust my dad or anyone, and Bunnymund is back.

Bunnymund is the light in my darkness. Maybe he can help me escape this awful reality for a bit. I need him. I've missed him so much. I've always wanted him back, and now here he is. Hugging me.

My prayers have been answered.

But can I really trust him after so long? Do I even deserve his time? What will my dad say? Or what will he..do?

I can't tell him what's going on right now, but his presence alone will distract me from my terrible life. My miserable life. He's the only reason I kept going through the years. Just the possibility that I would see him again kept me going.

See his smile.
Hear his laugh.
Feel his warm embraces again.

All of the things that make my heart flutter about him. Even the things that I don't really like, I still looked forward to seeing or hearing again.

My wish finally came true.

It doesn't matter if I don't think I'm worth his time and efforts, but he's here now. Don't let it slip away from your grasp so easily. He came back to see you. Just for you, as far as you know.

That's all I care about at the moment.

We slowly pull away and I rub my arm nervously as he stares at me, seemingly "checking me out." Seeing how I've changed, probably, but it still makes my face heat up.

I relax my face as much as possible, but it's still a bit tense. Like the rest of me. My smile is gone and I'm just watching Bunnymund blankly. Devoid of emotion.

Don't show it. He can use your feelings against me.

I nearly sigh and hit myself over the thought.

Now I'm thinking that my best friend, Bunnymund, would use me? Seriously? He would never do that!

Would he..?

No. Stop that.

"You've changed, YN," he says, then hurriedly adds whilst scratching the back of his neck, "In a good way, I swear!"

Before he could continue rambling, I cut him off with a slight giggle and replied, "Thanks, and you too."

"Thank you," he says sheepishly, flustered.

I nod and my smile falls again, then I clear my throat. The silence is both awkward and peaceful at the same time. He then speaks up again.

"So, uh..do you want to go in a walk with me, maybe?"

I glance behind me and make eye contact with my dad, who glares at me but nods, so I face Bunnymund again. That's all the permission I need. I give him a tiny smile, feeling my dad's stare in my back as I talk. "S-Sure, let's go.."

He grins happily at me and leads me out of the house. As we begin walking, we start talking. Catching up after so many years. It feels good.

Bunnymund looks even more attractive than I remember. Well, obviously, we've both grown up now. Of course he'd be more handsome than he was as a kid.

Except now I have scars, and he's actually done something great with his life. He became a Guardian. That's literally so cool!

I would do something with my life too, but my dad won't let me. He keeps me imprisoned in our home, never to escape. I can't run away either, because then he'll hunt me down. He always gets his way. Trust me, I know.

I've tried it before.

Can you guess what happened?

I failed, and got a major beating for it.

Yeah, not attempting that ever again. At least not now.

Maybe Bunnymund could help me—no. You can't tell him! Dad will kill you! Literally..

Mom, why did you have to go? Do you see what's happened to the man you once loved and swore your love to? Do you see what he's doing to me, your daughter? Your own flesh and blood..

I can't say it's all his fault. Part of it's mine. Maybe Mom would still be here if I could've done something. If I would've done something to save her. But no, I'm useless.

I'm sorry for being such a disappointment, Mother.

I'm sorry for not being able to save her, Father.

I'm sorry for not being the perfect daughter you always wanted.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts as Bunnymund waves a hand in front of my face, looking concerned. I realize that we've stopped walking. I blink and shake my head, lifting my pained eyes to meet his own.

"YN? Are you okay?"

"I'm-I'm fine. Sorry, I spaced out." Lying has become a skill of mine. Though I wasn't totally lying. I did space out, but I'm not "fine." I don't even know the definition of that anymore.

Apparently Bunnymund can see straight through my lies, because he doesn't look like he believes me. He gently grabs my wrist and pulls me to a nearby park bench. I had flinched, and he noticed as he gave me another worried look.

I avoided eye contact as we sat down side by side.

"YN, what's going on?"

I stay silent, staring at the grass beneath my feet. Blank expression.

"YN, please. Whatever it is, you can tell me. You can trust me."

Trust..such a strong word. It's not in my vocabulary anymore. It feels foreign to me. I haven't trusted anybody in so long, I can't even remember how to trust. For some reason, though, I still...trust Bunnymund. Even that feels different, despite having trusted him all my life.

Before I can even speak, he spots the scars on my arm. My hand immediately rubs the areas that he's found them on, my nerves picking up. Bunnymund grabs my hand to reveal my arm, and then he takes my arm instead. I tense up even more, my breath caught in my throat.

Is he watching? Can he see this? Will he know if I tell Bunnymund the truth?

If so, then I'm so screwed, because Bunnymund isn't going to drop this until I explain everything to him.

Bunnymund lightly traces the scars, and it triggers the memories of every time I got those marks. The surging pain floods my entire being, but I hold it in. It's almost as if I'm going through it all again. Having my skin be pierced in the same way they were the first time.

He looks into my eyes deeply, as if searching for an answer without my words being said aloud. Having failed, he asks, "What's going on? How did you get these scars?"

I sigh and look away, trying to take my arm back. He doesn't let me, and I give up and just rest my arm in his hands. As I talk, his paw slips down to mine and grips it as he listens.

I try to ignore the rising heat to my face as I speak.

"Well, um..years ago, a few months after you left, my m-mom...she-she died. I was with her..my dad got mad at me, saying I could've saved her. I knew I couldn't have, but I slowly began believing him and his words. My life went downhill fast. I lost my friends and was left completely alone. The only thing keeping me going was..you. Needless to say, my dad took his anger out on me. A lot..and I haven't been able to escape from him since."

Bunnymund has a fury in his eyes as he realizes my situation, but he also looks sad. He hugs me, and I lean my head on his shoulder. He presses his lips against my hair for a few seconds before whispering to me, "I'm sorry all of that has happened to you. I won't let it happen again, I promise. I'll take care of him."

I sniffles and hug him tighter, smiling a bit in relief, "Thank you, Bunnyrabbit."

I can hear and feel him chuckle at the nickname I used to call him by at times. He used to call me—

"You're welcome, my rose."

—his rose. It's so sweet and I love it.

Timeskip- A few days later...

Bunnymund kept his word and took me to safety to the North Pole where the other Guardians are. I even laughed a bit more during my stay, especially when Jack Frost called Bunnymund "the Easter Kangaroo."

That was hilarious.

He took care of my dad, and he's now in jail for abusing his own kid. It hurts since I still love him, but he deserves it.

I'm now in a better headspace without him in my life, though I do live with the slight fear that he may one day come back for revenge. I won't focus on that, though.

All I need to focus on is the present.

And what's happening in the present is a blissful kiss I'm having with my one true love, Bunnymund. As long as he's by my side, we're unstoppable. I'm unstoppable.

I'm finally free.

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-CastrarWolf