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youryanderedaddy · 3 years

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Silence

Yandere!Lucifer x disobedient reader

Tw: female reader, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, slight master/slave dynamic (it's mostly a metaphor tho), hinted jealousy

Yan!Lucy lives in my head rent free.

Lucifer hated messes. He hated loud obnoxious fools and people who never know when exaclty to shut up. But the ones he hated the most, those he genuinely despised, were the disobedient ones.

Yet Lucifer loved you. The you who talked back and laughed loudly, whole - heartedly, freely. The you who always did whatever you wanted without any consideration of rules and limitations. The you who only ever listened to the ones you cared about and never the ones you feared. But he did love you so he had to change you before you had the chance to change him.

"We can form a pact, little human." The Avatar of Pride had told you one night while looking straight at the burning flame in the fireplace and never at you. "If you want to." He had taken a sip of his rich wine, the colour vibrant and bloody, as the corners of his mouth had twisted into a satisfied smirk. The demon had already known what your answer was going to be.

"But there is something you need to know first, darling." He had finally raised his head to meet your warm gaze, his hair dark and silky under the soft red lights. "I won't belong to you." Lucifer had whispered into the night so quietly you would have missed it if you hadn't been listening closely. "You will belong to me, forever." He had added afterwards, his voice even more deep and bewitching than before. You couldn't look away from his black eyes. You couldn't say no, so you simply nodded. You let him cut your finger and mix your blood with his own. At the end he gave you a chaste kiss to seal the new-formed alliance.

The problem was that Lucifer loved you. The demon knew that he needed you more than you needed him, and with each day passing day his control over you weakened. You were too busy chasing after his brothers to remember the one you had given yourself to so freely. This was unacceptable - a lowly human like you making him, the fallen angel, feel weak. Unwanted. Just a puppet to an uncaring and cold master.

He never wanted to feel that way again. He had to have you.

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"You are awfully late, little human." The demon was waiting for you at the door, a glass of warm tea already gone cold in his left hand. It was well past midnight, you had really screwed up this time. In all honesty the music had been so loud and the cocktails so bittersweet and strong you had let Asmo drag you around the dancing hall all night. Still, you weren't a kid in need of parenting and lecturing so you weren't going to let Lucifer treat you like one.

"I was out, needed a bit of fun. Rough week and all." You avoided his clear eyes staring into the depths of your soul and gulped dry, suddenly feeling exposed. "Is there a problem, master?" You asked provocatively, tilting your hips a little bit to hide the anxiety underneath the flirty question. You hoped that the suggestive title would throw the strict demon off and he would let you go to sleep without the usual hour - long scolding. You expected him to maybe blush and curse under his breath before sighing but you were dead wrong.

Next thing you knew his hand was on your neck, squizing lightly - not enough pressure to bruise the skin, but just enough to shut you up.

"That's the problem, darling." The Avatar of Pride growled lowly and reached out to cover your eyes with his free hand. The moment his finger touched your forehead everything went dark and you lost your sense of vision. You could feel the cold sweat run down your spine and you trembled against his body, the apologies and pleas stuck in your throat. "You seem to forget who your master is." Lucifer continued softly and pulled you in gently, a total contrast to the harsh grasp around your neck. Soon he was placing butterfly kisses all over your collarbone, licking and sucking on the vulnerable skin.

You whined in shock and squirmed in the demon's hands so he sank his teeth deep into the flesh until he could taste your sweet blood on his tongue. Lucifer wanted to punish you for the months of disobedience, direspect and neglect you had shown him. But mostly he wanted to punish you for making him love you so much he forgot what hatred felt like - until you reminded him. Now you were trying to cry and scream for help, but the fallen angel was prepared. He claimed your lips into a bruising kiss, intoxicating you, forcing the rich metallic liquid deep into your throat. Soon you were quiet again, limp in his arms.

Lucifer really hated messes after all.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere lucifer #yandere obey me #yandere oneshot #yancore #male yandere x reader #yandere male x reader #yandere x you

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schrijverr · 4 years

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Love makes blind

Chapter 2 out of 4

Jonny gets headaches, when the others find out it leads to the revelation that he actually needs glasses. Through the whole process, he and Tim grow closer as xe is there for Jonny.

Getting together, slow burn.

On AO3.

Ships: Jonny d’Ville x Gunpowder Tim

Warnings: Jonnys low self esteem. Tell me if I missed anything or if you want me to tag something!

A/N: Tim uses xe/xem/xyr pronouns, I myself don’t so if I mess up, I apologize and please point it out to me :)

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It wasn’t forever, but the next conscious thought Tim had was waking up and the distinct feeling time had passed. Xe did not want to wake up though, xe was warm and comfortable, so xe burrowed xyr face into the warmth and groaned.

Above xem someone laughed and there were vibrations in the chest Tim was using as pillow. Wait, chest? Xe shot up and found xyrself hanging over Jonny, hands on both sides of his body.

He looked livelier than yesterday, however that wasn’t been very difficult with how he’d been. His eyes were still a bit red, but overall he looked good. Tim swallowed, before xe asked: “How do you feel?”

“Good, better.” Jonny answered.

Tim lit up with his voice, glad that Jonny wasn’t too overwhelmed to speak anymore, and said: “I’m glad.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Jonny groused, “I was fine. No need to make a big deal out of it.”

That sobered Tim up a bit and xe frowned: “Jonny,” xe waited until he looked at xem, “you scared me yesterday, don’t say you were fine. It’s okay that you weren’t, but you don’t have to keep on a strong facade.”

It seemed Jonnys resolve was crumbling, but he still weakly tried: “Nothing I haven’t dealt with before, no need to worry.”

“You know, that is not as comforting as you think.” Tim told him raising a brow at him, “It’s actually quite the opposite, you dealing with that on your own, why?”

Tears gathered in Jonnys eyes and he tried to blink them away, he shrugged weakly, he didn’t really have the energy to deal with this. His headache was gone, but he didn’t feel very rested and Tim looked so beautiful and concerned as xe leaned over him.

“You don’t know why or you don’t want to tell me?” god, Tim had always been too good at reading him.

“It’s stupid.” he mumbled.

“Why is that?” Tim asked and Jonny wondered if xe knew how pretty xe looked with xyr hair falling like a curtain xyr face, making a little bubble around them.

His heart ached with how much he wanted to pull xyr close and a sudden realization came over him as he remembered why he wanted to shoot again in the first place: impressing Tim.

Sure, when he found out it wasn’t working like he thought, he’d spiraled into obsession born out of fear of being incapable and not enough, but he felt like that most of the time, but the impressing Tim part had been new.

He blinked and a tear slowly slid over his face as he whispered: “I didn’t want you all to find out.”

His lip wobbled with the confession and Tim could only watch as his face crumbled again, still unable to do something about it and feeling like xe caused it.

Xe gathered Jonny back into xyr arms and leaned back on xyr knees, taking Jonny with xem as xe rocked him back and forth. Tim shushed and soothed him: “Hey, it’s alright, it’s all good. Just let it out.”

After a few seconds Jonny gasped: “No, no, it’s not.”

The hand that was rubbing his back stilled and Tim leaned back to look at him, a frown on xyr face: “Why is it not okay, Jonny?”

Xyr face was so open and honest that Jonny couldn't help but say: “It’s just not okay that I can’t seem to shoot right, so I can’t protect anyone and it all hurts and I can’t even do anything right without messing up and it’s all stupid.”

He was blubbering at the end, new tears flowing over tracks that hadn’t had the chance to dry. Tim held him close to xyr chest again, as xe tried to process everything Jonny had blurted out.

It was obvious that he was blaming himself, but it hadn’t seemed connected to the headaches, which what xe had asked about. Xe did have something to ask about now, however: “Can you tell me how your aim is connected to the headaches?”

Jonny took a few shuddering breaths against the crook of xyr neck, where he had hidden his face away, then he just gave himself over to telling Tim everything as he said: “The headaches got worse when I tried to shoot well again. I should be able to shoot well, but it’s gone now and whenever I try the concentrating hurts, but I need to shoot well.”

Tim frowned, that should not happen, at least xe thought it shouldn’t, but xe was not the best expert on normal human eyes, so xe focused on the last part: “You don’t have to shoot well, love.”

The pet name had just slipped out accidentally, but Jonny didn’t seem to mind, just burrowing his face further into xyr neck as he said: “Yes, I have. What if you’re all in danger and I need to shoot someone, but I miss and you all get hurt?”

“We’ll heal, we’re tougher than we look.” a hint of a smile crept into xyr voice.

“But what if it’s not enough, I can’t- I can’t loose you.” Jonnys voice cracked and Tim could feel xyr heart break a little for the First Mate.

Jonny sobbed against xyr again and xe resumed rubbing his back and rocking him back and forth as xe soothed him: “It will be enough, don’t worry. You’re not going to loose us, I promise, alright, I pinky-promise. I’m sure that with Brians knowledge, Ivys library and Raphs science we can make the headaches go away and get you to shoot again.”

“You really think so?” his voice was fragile, but hopeful.

“I know so.” Tim promised, hoping xe wouldn't have to break it.

Jonny sniffled a bit more, but the crying had stopped and he didn’t fight it when Tim pried him out of the crook of xyr neck and cradled his cheeks between xyr hands as xe wiped the tears away, smearing Jonnys run down make up in the process.

When xe was done they stared each other in the eyes, before both blushed as they realized that Jonny was practically straddling Tim and hanging off xem like a koala. Jonny let go if burned, but hadn’t realized that he was in an unstable position, only held upright by the arms around Tims neck, and toppled over backwards.

Blinking a few times he looked up at Tim, who was now kneeling between his spread legs. Both scrambled backwards until they were sitting on opposite sides of the bed.

Tim cleared xyr throat: “Well, uhm, sorry, didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. Lets- lets just look for some people who can help, alright?”

Xe got up, not daring to look Jonny in the eyes as xe waited for Jonny to follow and tell xem to forget all this ever happened.

Instead Jonny whispered: “You didn’t make me uncomfortable.”

Looking back xe saw Jonny, brow furrowed as he looked intensely to the bed, his cheeks were gray with ruined make up and he looked scared but also determined. He looked back up and stated: “You didn’t make me uncomfortable. Thank you for being here.”

Wordlessly Tim stared at him while the words hung heavy in the air around them. Slowly xe said: “What?”

Jonny took a deep breath: “I said thank you for being here, it was nice that you cared enough to help me with my headache and then my breakdown, I didn’t mean to put all of that on you, but thank you for staying anyway. Now, please listen, because I don’t think I am physically capable of saying all of this again.”

It was quiet again as Tim went through the words again, then xe smiled: “No problem, Jonny. You didn’t dump anything on me.” a beat of silence, “And of course I care.”

“What?” Jonny looked startled.

“Of course I care enough to help you, why would you think I didn’t?” Tim asked.

Helplessly Jonny shrugged, before he explained like it was obvious: “I’m annoying and the reason you’re here and you hate me?”

Tim opened and closed xyr mouth in shock a few times, then loudly exclaimed: “I don’t hate you, what the fuck!”

“You don’t?” Jonny asked, just as shocked and confused as xe felt.

“No.” Tim said, “You’re my best friend.”

“I am?”

“Yes, of course you are.” Tim told him, “Didn’t- didn’t you know that?”

“Uh, no,” Jonny scratched the back of his head then quickly added, “but that’s not your fault. Nastya always says I’m socially oblivious and a doom-thinker with no concept of self-esteem. Her words.”

“Oh, Jonny.” xe sighed.

“Sorry?”

“Not sorry, you idiot.” Tim told him, walking back to the bed to give him a big hug, “I should’ve been clearer.”

Jonny swallowed and hugged xem back. He softly asked: “Why are you always trying to be better than me? Just confused if we’re friends.”

“Uh,” xe knew that xe had been showing off, trying to get Jonnys attention all on xem at every chance, because it was intoxicating to have, “Just the dynamic between us, I guess.”

“Hmm.” Jonny hummed, “Can we find a new dynamic? One where we don’t fight so much?”

“Course.” Tim said as xe let go, xe gave Jonny a look and commented: “You’re softer than normal, it suits you.”

Xe wanted to hit xyrself for that, but it was too late, the words were already out xyr mouth.

Jonny in turn just looked startled for a moment, then blushed heavily. Tim remember xe’d thought xe’d seen Jonny blush last night, now that didn’t seem so strange anymore. Jonny shrugged: “Doesn’t seem worth the effort to look tough when I just cried into your neck.”

Tim chuckled at that and after a moment Jonny chuckled too and soon they were giggling on the bed together at the weirdness of it all.

When the giggling had died out, Tim turned to Jonny and said: “You don’t have to pretend with me, okay?”

“You don’t either.” Jonny told xem.

For a moment they stared at each other. Time seemed to stretch out, until Jonny couldn't take it anymore and blinked as he cleared his throat, before he got up and said: “Well, we got people to find.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Tim said, quickly following him as xe tried to burn the memories of Jonny in xyr arms, Jonny looking at xem like that and Jonny giggling, into xyr mind to treasure forever.

Jonny cleaned up his face before they went back to the common area, maybe walking a bit closer than before the whole thing.

When they entered Ashes and Brian shot up and Nastya turned around to look at them. Jonny ducked his head in shame and hid slightly behind Tim.

“How are you feeling, Jonny?” Brian asked kindly.

“Uh, better, no headache anymore, still a bit tired.” Jonny answered.

“Good, I’m glad. You scared us.” Brain told him.

Jonny bit his lip, then softly apologized. Ashes wasn’t having any of it, they just said: “No need for that. Just tell us what the hell happened. You were just being yourself, albeit a bit more prickly and then suddenly you were down.”

Tim could see Jonny wasn’t about to answer that, so xe jumped in: “Jonny got a headache. He has them a lot, but was hiding them from us like a idiot, but him falling was nothing more than him getting overwhelmed.”

“Snitch.” Jonny glared at xem.

Dramatically putting an arm around him, xe replied with an obnoxiously posh accent: “Here to help, darling.”

Jonny shoved xem off, but he was smiling again. Nastya raised a brow at him and commented: “You two are friendly.”

They both got a bit red, then Jonny said: “So maybe you were right and xe didn’t hate me, but that doesn’t mean you get to be smug about it.”

“Yeah, we’re friends.” Tim added.

It seemed like xe’d cut Nastya off, who had been about to make a comment, but instead frowned and asked: “Friends?”

“Yes, Nastya, do keep up.” Jonny told her.

Getting back on topic Tim said: “Anyway, Jonny thinks the headaches have something to do with concentrating on stuff or something, so I thought maybe one of the crew would know something about that.”

Xe gave Brian a look, who pointed at himself surprised as Tim nodded, then he said: “Uh, could be something with your eyes, but Raphaella would know more about that.”

“Then we’ll go to her.” Tim said brightly, already pulling Jonny along.

Tim didn’t check to see who followed, but everyone was there when they arrived at Raphaellas lab, slamming the door open, startling her enough to make her drop a substance that ate through her desk.

She ignored it in order to wave at them with a smile as she asked: “What are you all doing here? Not that it isn’t a welcome surprise.”

Jonny got pushed forward by Tim as xe explained: “Jonny gets headaches from concentrating on stuff. Do you know how we can fix it?”

“I could’ve said that myself.” Jonny grumbled, getting ignored.

Raphaella walked up to Jonny and pulled him towards an examination table where she inspected his face carefully. She asked: “When do they happen the most?”

“Uhm, they started getting worse when I tried to focus on something far away a lot.” Jonny told her.

She brightened up and ran off to pull up a chart with rows of rings from big to small with openings at different places. She pointed at a top one and asked: “Where’s the opening?”

“Left.” Jonny answered, “Why are we doing this?”

“Just humor me.” she replied.

Jonny didn’t seem to have figured out what he was looking at, never having seen a proper doctors office in his life, but it dawned on the others what was happening here. An eye test. With big eyes they followed the proceedings.

They were on the fourth row when Jonny angrily exclaimed: “How is anyone supposed to see that shit. I don’t fucking know, okay. Happy? Can someone please explain why the hell I’m even doing this.”

“It’s an eye test, idiot.” Ashes told him from where they were standing next to him, “And I can see all the rows perfectly.”

“What! No?” Jonny said, leaning forwards and looking at the chart again, “No.”

“That could be the reason the headaches.” Raphaella explained, “Your brain needs to make too much of an effort to see everything and the strain outs itself in headaches. The more you try to see, the more you strain, the more headaches you have.”

“But I’ve never had any problems with my sight.” Jonny sounded a bit scared.

“Head trauma can also cause loss in eyesight.” Raphaella told him gently in an attempt to calm him.

“What about my mechanism? Shouldn’t it heal that?” the calming had not helped him.

Raphaella thought for a second, then lit up as she got the answer and proudly stated: “It’s probably that it was a design flaw. You lost your sight a bit, but Nastya already had glasses and with Brian it wasn’t an issue, same goes for Ivy, you know hard to have brain damage there, and by the time Ashes got mechanized Carmilla had gotten the flaw ironed out and it wasn’t an issue anymore.”

Jonny gaped for a second, then seethed: “That bitch! I told her my aim was shittier and she said it was nothing, that I’d just gotten lazy.”

“Hey, hey, Jonny, calm down.” Tim put a hand on his shoulder, “We know, she sucks, nothing to do there, but at least we can fix it.”

“I’m not wearing glasses.” Jonny huffed.

“Why not? Do you think they’re stupid?” Nastya said in a dangerous tone.

Jonny swallowed: “No, of course not. Just completely inconvenient.” and an obvious weakness he added mentally.

“Do it for us.” Tim blurted out.

“What?” Jonny asked and xe got looks from the others as well.

“If you wear the glasses, you won’t have headaches anymore. I don’t want you to have the headaches. If they’re as bad as the one from yesterday, I don’t want you to have them anymore. So even if you hate them, wear them for us.” xe explained.

It was quiet as Jonny thought it over.

On one hand he really wanted to make Tim and the others happy and wearing the glasses would make them happy, he also would be able to shoot properly again, but on the other hand he already was a stupid little asshole and the glasses would just highlight another place where he wasn’t good enough.

Apparently he’d been quiet for too long, because Tim softly asked: “Jonny?”

“Nothing.” he answered, gesturing vaguely, “It’s just- it’s just- you know?”

“I know it must suck.” Tim smiled gently, “But it’ll help. You’ll have to get used to it, but you will be optimally functional again.”

He supposed the pros outweighed the cons, especially if he would make Tim happy and be able to see xem better again. He sighed and agreed: “Fine, get me the stupid glasses.”

Raphaella dragged him off to do more tests to get the perfect glasses, while the others slowly left the room until it was just him, Raphaella and Tim. He was glad Tim hadn’t left him.

“Alright, I can have them in a few hours, though if you want different frames than these ones you will have to wait until we’re planetside again.” she held up a pair of golden wire frames, with slightly big round lenses.

“Try them on for a sec, I’ll tell you how stupid you look on a scale of one to ten.” Tim encouraged him teasingly, “Promise not to lie.”

He rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help but humor xem, so he put on the glasses and looked at Tim and did a flourish: “So, how do I look?”

Jonny looked absolutely adorable. The glasses highlighted the soft features in his face and made his eyes seem bigger. Tim felt xyrself flush, xe would have to make a serious effort to talk to Jonny if that was what he was going to look like from now.

“That stupid, eh.” Jon laughed self deprecatingly, taking Tims silence for disapproval.

“No!” Tim stopped him from taking the glasses off, a bit calmer xe said: “No, you look- you look great, it suits you.”

Xe got a skeptical look, but Jonny shrugged and told Raphaella: “These have been Tim approved, apparently, so I guess they’re fine.”

“I think they look nice too, Jonny.” she told him, taking the frames back, “I’ll come find you when they’re done, okay?”

“Alright, thank you, Raph.” Jonny sighed, as he followed Tim back out of the lab.

When they were in the hallway, Tim asked: “Are you really okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” he didn’t seem convinced of his own answer and realized xe wasn’t either, so he shrugged: “Just another part where I went wrong.”

“Hey, you don’t get to be mean to Jonny, he’s my friend.” Tim told him. Xe was glad that Jonny laughed at the comment, then xe went on: “Seriously, though, needing glasses isn’t a weakness. It happens, Nastya has glasses, she’s not weak, right?”

“Yeah, I suppose, but she also has a lot of good points.” Jonny sounded so resigned and sad.

Tim stopped and grabbed Jonny. Xe looked him in the eyes and said: “You have a lot of good qualities. I never said this, because I thought there was no need to feed your massive ego, but it seems your ego is starving.”

“What are you going on about?”

“You’re a great person. You have many good points. You make sure everyone is alright in your own way and make sure everyone is happy. You’re the one keeping us together, everybody loves you, okay. Don’t get it into your pretty little head that you’re not, okay, cause you are.” Tim ranted at him.

It was quiet as Jonny blinked a few moments, then he nodded and said: “I’ll try?”

Not what Tim was hoping for, but good enough. Xe nodded back: “Good, I’ll make sure you won’t forget.”

They looked at each other for a second, then awkwardly coughed, before silently walking to the common area, to wait till Raphaella was done.

It wasn’t until dinner that they saw her again. In her hand she had the glasses and she proudly presented them to Jonny, who shrunk under everyone's eyes as he took them form her.

“Since when does Jonny have glasses?” Marius asked.

“Since today.” Nastya told him, “The idiot hadn’t realized he needed them.”

“Not an idiot.” Jonny grumbled, putting the glasses on the table.

“Oh come on, you’re not gonna try them on? I want to see if I got them right, come on, come on, please.” Raphaella said.

Jonny groaned, but still put on the glasses. He turned to everyone and said: “You get two minutes to laugh at me, then I’m murdering anyone who does.”

“What? Why would we laugh?” Brian asked, “They suit you.”

“Are you sure you’re not able to lie?” Jonny sounded suspicious.

Brian showed him the switch and smiled: “The glasses look good on y-”

“Holy fuck!” Jonny shouted cutting him off, “I can see your switch from here!”

He looked around the room with wide eyes of wonder, taking the time to look at everyone, sometimes shaking his head and looking again.

It was utterly endearing.

Then he looked up and gasped: “Did y’all know Aurora has panels on her ceilings as well?”

“Yes, yes, we did, Jonny.” Ashes smiled at him.

“Ahw, you’re so cute.” Marius told him.

Jonny flushed bright red and Tim suddenly wondered how xe though Jonny never blushed, when he blushed so easily and beautifully. Xe resolved to complement him more, just to see it.

Xe was pulled out of xyr musings with Marius falling over after Jonny had shoved him with a: “Don’t mock me, von Raum.”

“I’m not.” he exclaimed from the floor, “You look adorable when you look around like that. Like you’re discovering the world for the first time again.”

“Shut up and eat.” Jonny groused, not looking at any of them and stabbing his food harshly.

The others were smart enough to drop it and soon conversations had drifted elsewhere. Although Tim couldn't help but notice Jonny looking at stuff and grinning like a maniac to himself from time to time.

After that things went back to normal, only Jonny had glasses this time and xe and Jonny actually spend time together.

It was way more fun when they weren’t constantly trying to upstage one another and having Jonnys attention as xe told him about something stupid or made him laugh was even more intoxicating than xe would have thought.

They still played cards with Ashes, but they also talked together, hung out, softly played familiar tunes or existed in the same space in silence, just enjoying each others company.

A few weeks had passed like this and the whole crew was drinking together like normal while Marius was pissing Jonny off, also like normal. He was talking about some analyses or another when Jonny rolled his eyes as he drew his pistol and shot at him.

This was something normal as well, although instead of hitting the door frame next to Marius he shot the other straight through his brain, cutting him off mid-sentence as he fell to the floor.

It was quiet as everyone looked from Marius’s corpse to Jonny, who looked just as surprised as them. Tim broke the silence: “I guess the glasses are working then.”

Jonny grinned: “Hell yeah, I got my aim back.”

“Oh damn.” Ashes raised both their brows, “I always thought you were exaggerating when talking about your aim, since you were shit.”

“Wonderful what being able to see can do for someone.” Ivy deadpanned, not even bothering to look up from her book.

Tim laughed while Marius got up and frowned: “That was rude.”

“Then stop being annoying.” Jonny stuck out his tongue.

After that it went back to the usual shenanigans they got up to when drinking together, although Jonny did seem a bit more smug.

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holylulusworld · 5 years

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Always and forever…

Request: Could you maybe do an Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader where when they were growing up they always were close and flirty and maybe they agree that they’ll be together, but when Dean turns 16 he presents before she does and goes off with other omegas. When she presents a couple months later she flirts with other alphas in front of him because she was hurt when he was with other omegas?

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader, Sam Winchester, Bobby Singer, OFC Jayden

Warnings: angst, ABO dynamics, scenting, fluff, comforting, true mates, arguments, a hint of violence, implied smut

This is the last sequel to: Forever you and me… and Our forever

The moment you realized John won’t come back this time you started to worry. Dean was difficult to handle since Sam left for Stanford but with John by your side, he was determined to show his father he’s your Alpha.

With John gone Dean needed to get used to the situation of being not just your Alpha but being responsible for the pack too, the pack including Sam.

Your stomach dropped when Sam lost his mate and decided to hunt the yellow-eyed demon down. Slowly but steady you got unimportant to your mate and only the hunt and finding his father was his goal.

Every time you tried to get his attention he brushed you off, even snarled at you when you tried to tell him he needs to take care of you.

Over the last months you lost hope he will ever see you as his mate and love you like he used to do. Dean seems only to be interested in you when he’s in a rut or needs to get off. He even leaves you alone after he had what he wanted.

Your life gets harder every day. While you struggled with your bond, hunting and the way Dean is treating you there was no time left to take care of yourself.

Losing weight, along with your passion and strength you stay behind during hunts, but Dean doesn’t seem to care. He prefers hunting with Sam, either way, so he doesn’t recognize you are too weak to follow him on hunts.

Sam is the one finding you unconscious on the floor as your heat almost killed you. He is the one telling you Dean is hunting the vamps on his own, not believing his own lie…

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“What do you think you are doing?” The moment you got out of the hospital you decided to leave your mate, to get away from this toxic relationship as far as possible.

“I’m doing what you were praying for. I set you free. It’s not as if you would care about me any longer. I’m no one to you. Mate someone else, claim someone else…” Sniffling you grab your duffle bags. “I don’t care any longer, just as you don’t care about me.”

Dean wants to stop you, grabbing your arm he recognizes how thin you are and his eyes round. “Why are you that thin? What happened?”

“You…” Snarling the word you weakly push against his chest. “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep on pretending I do not smell other Omegas on you. Our forever, you ruined it since John left. You’re not the mate I thought you are…” Sobbing you rub your arm when Dean let go of you, silently cursing.

“It was only this once, Y/N… I swear I didn’t…” Choking on his words Dean hangs his head low. “I didn’t have sex with her, Omega. It was only a kiss and a bit making-out. I left and…”

Your eyes fill with tears and you nod silently, knowing it was the night your heat almost killed you.

“But you wanted to, Dean. Instead of coming to me and taking care of your mate you wanted to fuck this chick. I don’t know you anymore and even worse - I don’t recognize the broken girl in the mirror. That’s not me and I can’t…” Sniffling you wipe your tears away with the sleeve of your too wide shirt.

“Please don’t leave me, Y/N. I’ll do anything.” Dean is kneeling to move his arms around your legs, but you push him away, shaking your head.

“No. The moment I agree to stay you will start to ignore me again. Be happy, Alpha. Now you’ve got no reason to say no to any Omega coming to your path. I can’t be with you any longer, cause you’re not my Dean. I don’t know who you are but you’re not him…”

----

Months later you dare to glance at the mirror and to your surprise, you recognize your former self. Being away from your Alpha let you heal. You don’t know if he’s with other women, Omegas or anything in between but you can’t hang your heart on a unreliable Alpha any longer.

It’s not as if Dean tried to find you. Bobby took you in, made you see you have to take care of yourself for once. For too many years you were determined to make the Winchesters happy as they were your pack or so you assumed.

Truth is John hated Dean claimed you and Sam left without looking back. Even Dean let you down at one point and you have to accept you made a mistake back then. Young and foolish you let the first Alpha you fell in love with claim you.

Maybe he never wanted to be with you, maybe he only stayed by your side as long as John was around to not give his father the satisfaction of saying ‘I told you so’.

“Y/N, do you need anything? I’ll be away for a while. You can call me or Rufus anytime. Just keep yourself out of trouble.” Chuckling Bobby hugs you tightly, knowing you are not the kind of girl getting into trouble. “I’m sorry he didn’t come around…”

“I didn’t expect him to do so, Bobby. Dean is free and can do whatever he wants to with whomever…” Sniffling you slide your fingers over your claiming mark. “Maybe he never wanted to mate with me. I need to let go, Bobby. I can’t…”

“I know, kiddo. Shame.” Giving you a cracked smile Bobby lifts his cap to scratch his head. “I always thought nothing can get in between the two of you, Y/N.”

“We were both wrong, Bobby. Thanks for everything. I wanted to go shopping; do you need anything?”

“No. Stay safe and don’t let Dean drag you down…”

----

Glancing at the pie you need to swallow away the lump in your throat. Your fingers graze over Dean’s favorite sort and you can’t stop your hand from grasping it.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” Someone asks and you turn around, meeting a face you don’t remember. “It’s me, Jayden. The bonfire, don’t you remember? That asshole dragged you away, but before, we talked and you liked me.” The man exclaims and you can barely remember his face.

“Ah…yeah. That was a long time ago.” Not wanting to continue the conversation you tighten the grip at the pie with shaking fingers.

“Ten years and you became even prettier, Y/N. Don’t you want to have a coffee with me? We could catch up with happened over these past years.” Jayden is almost drooling, staring at your ass in your shorts and your cleavage. The only thing he ignores is your claiming mark.

“I’m claimed, Jayden. Look…” Trying to be polite you pat his shoulder. “Back then we were kids and you were a nice guy but I’m with someone else. My Alpha wouldn’t like the fact I have coffee with another Alpha. I have to decline your offer but thank you.” Turning to put the pie into your shopping basket you ignore Jayden, but he grabs your arm, forcing you to face him.

“I want to have a coffee with you, don’t be impolite.” He snarls as you struggle against his strength.

“Let go off me! I told you I’m claimed…” Whining you feel bruises form at your upper arm. “I don’t want you to touch me!”

“Where is this mighty Alpha…huh? According to my friend you came here all alone to live with Bobby Singer. Did he reject you, Omega? I could give you a proper knot. What do you say?” Purring the Alpha wants to nuzzle his face into your neck, but you wiggle in his grip.

“No! I don’t want you, leave me alone.”

“Hands off!” Voice gruff, a dangerous glimmer in his eyes Dean runs toward Jayden to grab the wrist holding your arm in a tight grip. “I count to one…”

Jayden gasps, letting go of your arm as he steps away, snarling. “Only tried to be friendly to your Omega. She looked so lonely, Winchester.” Jayden can’t say more before Dean’s fist collides with the Alpha’s face.

“Fuck off you son of a bitch. Touching what’s mine!” Turning his attention toward you Dean’s features soften at the sight of tears running down your cheeks. “I finally found you.”

Dean kneels to move his arms around you, trembling he purrs your name, not wanting to let go of you. “Dean?”

“I was searching for you the whole time. I called Bobby for weeks, he told me you didn’t come around. I believed him, Baby Girl. I thought you are dead or hurt. I couldn’t sleep, eat or hunt. I’m so sorry for everything. Please…” Crying he tightens the hold on you. “I need you, Omega.”

----

Pacing around Bobby’s kitchen Dean glances at the groceries you started unpacking. His lips twitch and his hands want to reach out for you.

“You bought a pie…” Gasping Dean touches the pie, licking his lips. “Why?”

“I don’t know…” Sniffling you look at the pie. “It was my instinct telling me I have to buy it for you.”

“Please, give me the chance to make it up to you, Omega. I messed up, ignored you and kissed another girl but please…” Whining Dean looks at you, placing his large palm onto your cheek. “I love you, Y/N. I was an idjit. Hit me, yell at me but please don’t give up on me.”

“Did you…” Your eyes meet his and Dean furiously shakes his head. “Ask Sam or dad. I swear we were only busy looking for you. Sam and dad are in the motel in town. I couldn’t do anything else than finding you…please…”

“I’ve missed you, Alpha…” Your hands start twitching and you move them to Dean’s chest to fist his shirt. His scent is intoxicating, and you start panting the moment he moves his arms around your trembling body.

“Omega…” Purrs leave Dean’s lips and he scoops you into his arms to run toward your room with you. “Gonna make you mine again…”

----

“Will you ever forgive me?” Dean whispers as you curl into his side, sighing at the feeling of his warm naked body pressed against yours.

“I’ll forgive you, but never forget. If you do this ever again I’m gone forever. There’s no third chance for you, Alpha.” Hiding your face in his chest you hear Dean panting heavily.

“I swear I will never need a third chance. I’ll make it up to you for the rest of our lives. Dad, he killed the demon a month ago and we found a safe place. According to dad, we are legacies or something. We can have a home…” Dean purrs against you, licking his claiming mark. “…and pups…”

----

Sam and John smirk as Dean is walking behind you, obviously, he tries anything to get back in your good graces. Following you like a lost puppy Dean purrs every time you mutter something under your breath.

“I’ll make it up to you…”

“Son, you better do so, or we will have a grumpy Omega around for the rest of our life’s.” John teases nudging Sam’s side when Dean nuzzles his nose into your neck, inhaling deeply.

“I promised I’ll never hurt you again. All I want is for us to be together forever and always…” Dean whispers against your lips. He moans when you return his kiss.

“Always and forever…I’ll think about it, Alpha…”

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