Another rough day at school. I'm constantly a target of bullies or just the awkward stares and quickly looking away. I have a skin disease. It's not contagious, but it scares people. It makes me ugly. I wish it would go away, but the doctors say it won't. I was born this way. A monster...an ugly monster.

After school, I started walking to my getaway. It's a place I go to unwind after these long, painful days. It's the old Raspy Hill Asylum. I found solace coming here. I know, nothing like an old insane asylum to bring me peace. I'm still questioning that.

In my moment of peace, I didn't realize a thunderstorm had crept up on me. Rain began to fall heavily and lightning struck just a few miles away. I surely wouldn't make it back home without getting drenched and possibly fried to a crisp. Instead I decided to step inside the old asylum for shelter from the wind and rain.

Upon entering the building, I saw that the old main lobby-like area had a hole in the roof, allowing rain to enter. It had a puddle where water had collected for quite a while. While old papers and such were strewn about the floor. I head towards the reception desk, figuring the office areas were probably warmer and dryer than here. Past the reception desk was a double doorway, but the one door laid on the ground now. It had fallen off the hinges ages ago.

I stepped over the busted door and into a hallway with a few doors to choose from. There was one to my right at the end of the hallway slightly ajar. It had light peeking through it's crack, so I went towards it.

As I opened the door more widely, I saw what appeared to be an old office. A very nice one, I might add. It seemed to be slightly cleaner than the rest of the building. It was much brighter too. It even had a beautiful fireplace. Then there was a breathtaking view from a very large dome window. Walking in front of the window, I saw It looked over an old courtyard and rolling hills in the background. A beautiful sight.

I turned around glancing again at the room again. Wait. Why is there a candle burning? Has someone been here recently? Why didn't I realize this before?

That's when I caught glimpse of what appeared to be a makeshift bed in the corner of the room. Oh..God. Someone lives here.

I hastily made my way to the door, but halted as a man was walking through it.

He had a bundle of firewood in his arm's. He had dark hair and wore a long trench coat that was soaked from the rain. But the most peculiar thing about this man was that he had a bandage wrapped around his head. It was really bloody too. It needed changed desperately.

He immediately looked in my direction and demanded answers.

"Who's there? What are you doing in the place?" The man spoke with anger. I stayed silent. Maybe he couldn't see me?

"Who the h*ll are you? And what are you doing here? I won't ask again?" He dropped the wood and reached for what appeared to be a knife.

"I..I..I'm Y..Y/N. Look sir I was just trying to get out of the rain. Nothing more. I'll leave I promise." My words came out fast and in a stutter. Then I began crying.

He was silent for a moment than he spoke.

"Host. You can stay for while. Sit. Host will make a fire." His voice was much calmer now. It made me relax more now. "And please don't cry, you can stay here till the rain is gone."

"Thank you." I spoke in barely a whisper, but he heard me as he nodded his head. "Host? Is..is that your name?"

"Yes" he replied plainly.

He started picking up the wood he had dropped a few moments, so I walked over to help him. I pick up two blocks before he told me not to.

"Ohh..here let me help. I didn't mean to make you drop these." I said.

"Stop. Host has it. Don't worry about it." He seemed slightly agitated with my help.

"No it's not a problem. Here you go." I said handing him the two in my arms.

He quickly snatched them out of my hands and walked towards the fireplace. Placing them in and setting the wood ablaze. I almost instantly felt more relaxed. He noticed I was still standing awkwardly in the same spot and glanced over his shoulders in my direction.

"Y/N is it? Host said you could set and rest. Please take a seat. Would you like something?" He spoke in such a sweet yet deep voice. I also noticed he spoke in the third person...I wonder why?

"Ohh..sorry I was just..never mind. But no thank you Host, I'm fine." I lied. I hadn't eaten a single thing all day. I was starving and a drink wouldn't be so bad right now either, but I didn't want to invade anymore than I already am. I walked towards the chair closest to the giant window and sat down.

After he finished poking at the fireplace, he stood up with an almost annoyed huff. I glanced towards him and then back at the window, I wasn't sure what to do or say.

"Host will be right back. You stay here, you don't want to get lost in here." He spoke while walking towards the door.

"Wait! Where are you going?" I questioned and stood up from my chair.

"I'll be back Y/N...I promise. Host will be back before you know it."

That's the first time he's talked about himself in the first person.

"Can I come? I don't want to be alone."

He sighed, "Y/N..Please. Host said he'll be back. Now please set down and warm up."

"Ok.." I mumbled as he walked out. I was cold, I didn't realize how much I was until he said that. He must have sensed it or something.

I moved closer to the fireplace. It was nice. The warmth made my mind ease some, but I didn't like being alone again. Who am I kidding. I'm always alone. Why is this bothering me now?

I kept glancing back at the door, hoping Host would be there, but he wasn't. Minutes felt like an eternity.

Host? Such an odd name. Probably just a nickname. And the bandages, I wonder what happened. They really need changed. So many questions about this mysterious stranger living in this broken place.

It had been eating at me. Where did this man go? He said I would get lost, but a few doors out wouldn't hurt, right?

No..no I don't need to get lost. Instead I looked around the room. I noticed an old medicine cabinet hanging on the wall. Maybe some bandages are still left for Host?

I made my way towards it. Locked, of course. I fiddled with the rusty handle and after a few hard tugs and time itself wearing out the hinges, I successfully opened it.

It contained various medicine bottles all long expired, a few small tools, alcohol pads probably dried beyond use, bandages...bandages! Perfect! I snatched them up along with a pair of small scissors and hopefully a still usable alcohol wipe.

I placed the items on the desk and waited for Host to return. I walked towards the window once again and stared at the beautiful sight before me. Little did I know Host had returned from his little excursion.

"Beautiful.
"

I spun around with a gasp, but immediately calmed as I saw Host.

"Good God Host! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I spoke still holding my hand over my chest.

"I'm..Host is sorry. Host didn't mean to." He looked so sad. I don't know why.

"Host? Hey I know you didn't. Don't worry about it ok?" I gave him a reassuring smile, still unsure whether or not he could see it.

"Ok..." he mumbled grabbing the back of his neck. "Oh..Host brought you something." He motioned me over towards a large tray on the large desk. Opposite of the medical supplies.

"Wha..what is this?"

He uncovered the tray and I saw multiple food items and a bottled water.

"Host? Host, you didn't have to do this. I said I was fine." I spoke in shock at his kindness. But I was very thankful he had brought it to me.

"You lied. Host knows when people lie. I knew you were hungry. Please eat." He motioned towards the tray and the turned to walk away.

"Host? I can't eat all of this myself. Please join me? I'd feel better about eating your food with you eating it too." I hoped he would here the desperation in my voice.

He made his way back with a chair and we ate in silence. After we both were content and full, I decided to break the silence.

"Host? Can I ask you something?"

"You just did." He smiled. He had a beautiful smile. But as quickly as it came it faded. "Sure, what is it?"

"Oh..very funny." I paused for a moment. "Ea..earlier you said you could tell when people lied. How?"

"I..I..Host just can alright?!" He slightly snapped at me, but sighed and muttered an apology.

"It's ok...I shouldn't have asked."

Round two of awkward silence. I glance out the window again. The rain still falling to no avail. It was heavy now and lightning lit up the sky. I couldn't really hear the thunder though. But even through the dreary rain, the landscape was beautiful from that window.

"Beautiful" he spoke again.

I nodded and smiled. "Host? I don't want to sound rude, so please don't take offense!" Before I could even ask he interrupted me.

"Host is blind, but he can still see. I don't know how to explain it. I can see you, but I can't see you." He spoke with sadness in his voice.

But thank goodness he couldn't see me. He'd think I'm a monster like everyone else.

He frowned as if he heard what I was thinking. It was beginning to become quiet again until wait..The bandages! I'll help him.

"Host while you were getting the food, I found some things. Your bandages really need changed. And there were some in that medicine cabinet on the wall. Do you mind?" I hoped be wouldn't be to angry I snooped. I just wanted to help.

His face grew from slight anger to sadness and then....What is that face?

I took his arm and made him set down. I started unwinding the bandage from his head carefully. When it was the last couple wraps, he grabbed my wrist.

"It's not a pretty sight. It may scare you." He said.

"I'm sure I've seen worse. I'm not afraid." And I know for a fact my face was no pretty sight, he would be the one that's afraid.

He frowned again and removed his hand from my wrist. I continued to unwind the old fabric till it was gone. He had no eyes. It was quite sad and of course it grossed me out slightly, but I continued for him.

After cleaning him with the alcohol pads, which were surprisingly still good, and bandaging him back up, we stayed in silence. He still sat in the chair as I stood beside him at the desk. He looked up at me and me down at him.

My gaze finally drifted from his and back towards that serene window.

"Beautiful" he spoke again. He kept saying that about that gorgeous view. Or so I thought.

I smiled and began agreeing. But I stopped after I glanced at him, and found he was looking at me, not the window.

"Yes, it is quite bea..uti..ful...Host? Ohh...I thought you meant the landscape. Host, I..I" I sniffled slightly before continuing. "I'm not beautiful."

He stood up and took his hand under my chin. He made me look up at him. "Host said he can tell when you're lying. You're beautiful."

It's as if he realized what he was doing, because he quickly removed his hand and backed away looking at the ground. I missed his touch already. He immediately looked back up at me with a small smile.

"Is that true?" He asked.

"Is..is what true?" I was confused because I hadn't said anything.

"You like when I touched you?"

I thought that, I didn't say it! Can he read thoughts?!

"I..never.." he cut me off.

"You thought it. And...yes I can read minds. Please don't be freaked out. I...Host doesn't want you to be afraid of him." Red streaks ran down his cheeks. Was he crying? Oh..no please don't.

"Host no please don't cry." I quickly moved closer and wiped his tears. I left my hand in his cheek. "I'm not afraid. A little confused, but never afraid." I chuckled lightly and hugged him. I don't know why, but it felt right.

"I..I.." his face drew angry and confused. Like he was mad at himself for something. But what?

"Host? What's wrong?"

"Y/N...I..I think you're beautiful. And thank you." I smiled and his cheeks grew pink. He was blushing, how adorable! "You think I'm adorable?" He asked raising his eyebrow.

"Yes.." now I blushed madly. But then I started shaking my head. "Host why are you thanking me? I should thank you! The food, shelter, warmth, and your kindness towards me." I started tearing up.

He immediately pulled me closer and held me. I felt so at peace in his arms, so cared for. I didn't know what I was feeling. I hadn't ever been treated like this before. Sh*t..He can hear this. Oh well.

"Y/N? You don't have to thank me for caring. And I'm thanking you for not being afraid, the bandages, and I..I can speak without being reminded I'm...I'm a monster." He whispered the last words.

I immediately cupped his cheeks in my hand and shook my head. "No! No you're not! Host...why would you think that?!"

"Because I am." He muttered through tears.

"Host? Promise me you'll never have those thoughts. You're not a monster. Monster's don't care...not like you do." I sobbed now too. And we leaned our foreheads against each other. My hands rest in his shoulder and cheek, while his were around my waist.

"I promise." He swore in a low whisper. Those words were for me and me only to hear. And I loved them. I loved...him. How can I love a stranger? But he doesn't feel like that at all. No I feel as though we've known each other for centuries. Is it fate? Oh..hello Host. I blushed and remembered he can hear my thoughts, when he smiled at them. God that smile, it's so beautiful.

"Not as beautiful as you." He whispered into my ear, making me smile wider and him follow in suit. Then he hugged me tightly again. "Y/N?"

"Hmm?" I hummed against chest, swaying ever so slightly.

"Please come back? I know you'll have to leave eventually, but..please come back to visit Host." He said it with so much hope and sadness in his voice. He actually thought I wouldn't come back?

I looked up at him and smiled. "Of course I will! Ya goof! I wouldn't dream of not coming back."

He looked so relieved and then smiled his beautiful smile. "Thank you" he whispered. "What's a goof?"

We pulled away from each other. Though I missed it, it was needed. Then I laughed at his statement!

"You are! I don't know how to explain it. I..I guess it means someone who's silly or thinks or acts and does things in a different way. You are definitely a goof!" I laughed even harder, covering my face in embarrassment.

He pulled my hands from my face, laughing slightly. "Y/N? I..Host wants to do something, but he isn't sure if he should?"

I smiled and nodded my head. He leaned down till our faces were mere inches from each other. Then..then he kissed me. And he was good at it. He kissed me with so much passion and love. With his kiss, he claimed me. And I was more than willing to become his one and only!

We spent the rest of the evening together. We spoke about his past and the accident and how he came to live here. Then we talked about me and my life. We got to know every little thing about each other. The good, the bad and the ugly parts. Though he insists that I don't have an ugly feature about me. He makes me forget those marks on me. The ones that I hated so nuch, with his touch they seemed to disappear. When I left, I was sad I had to leave him, but I left with a smile. I hadn't felt this happy and cared for ever. It was a new feeling, but I loved it. I loved..him.

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I returned the next day and every day after that. I walked up to my little place of solace and always found that loving man waiting for me. We fixed up that old place, made it our home. It might have been an odd choice, but I couldn't be more happy with it. That old office became our bedroom. And I fell asleep every night wrapped in his arms and drifting away as I looked out that window. He eventually proposed. And I over joyously agreed. The wedding was small, but perfect. The years that we shared were so amazing. We had two beautiful children. Mark and M/N. Host named our son after his brother and our little girl shared my middle name.

Through all the years, Host always reminded me of how "beautiful" I was. Till the day we were old and gray, I was beautiful to him. When the time came for us to leave this world, we passed together in our sleep...in each other's arms. I was first to pass, but I would wait for my sweet darling. As my soul left my body, I peered down at the man I loved with his arms around my lifeless body. I smiled and turned to that window. Waiting for my love. Then just like the first day we met... "beautiful" he said. I smiled knowing he meant me. I turned to see his now young again features approaching me. I smiled and took his hand as we faded away. We lived happy. And we found our forever.

A/N: WOWZAAH...that one was long. It was 3,172 words without this A/N! It's be my longest thus far. I hoped you enjoyed it. It's just a sweet little story into the life you and Host. Also, little meaning behind it: no matter your appearance, you are still beautiful. Beauty comes from the inside! Anyways let me know your thoughts guys! Have an awesome day! XOXO

P.s. I'm going to try to keep a schedule of posting once a week. Every Sunday/Monday I will hopefully be able to post something for you guys. OK thank you lovies!