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Nowhere to Hyde // Xavier Thorpe

About: When Tyler attacks you and Xavier in the forest, you're forced to protect him at all costs. But how does Xavier react to your true Hyde form?

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Violence, gore, fighting, wounds.

It’s a beautiful Spring day, and you and Xavier are taking full advantage of it. Walking through the forest on the way to his shed, you two decide to take the long route. The ground is soft, and newly sprouting flowers are pushing through the soil.

You try not to step on them as you walk hand in hand with your lanky boyfriend.

“It’s beautiful out. Perfect.” You bask in the warm sunlight filtering in through the trees.

Xavier studies you with a small smile on his lips, then breathes in the Spring air and nods in agreement.

“It is really nice. An amazing day with the most amazing girl.” He croons, and you roll your eyes playfully as you reach the clearing.

His hands tug on your waist as he pulls you closer to him. Smiles on both of your faces, you let out a small giggle and wrap your arms around his neck.

“You’re not too shabby yourself.” You say nonchalantly, and he chuckles.

“Oh, is that so?”

“Mhm.” You nod, biting your lip, and Xavier’s fingers find your waist, tickling you a little. “Oh, no no no. Don’t you dare.”

He pulls giggles from your mouth as his fingers continue. You squirm away, running further into the field. When you reach the large rock in the middle, Xavier is able to come up behind you. He snakes his arms around your waist and pulls you into his chest.

“Gotcha.” He says smugly. His hands slide down your hips, and you turn in his hold.

“No more tickling, mister.” You poke his nose for emphasis, and he playfully nips toward your finger. “No biting either.”

“Hey, you like when I bite.” Xavier grins cheekily, lifting you up onto the edge of the rock and pinning you there. “And you know it.”

“Hm…maybe.” You let out a soft gasp as his lips touch the pulse point on your neck. He kisses and sucks at the soft skin, making goosebumps rise on your arms and your nipples pebble beneath your shirt.

Then he bites down, drawing a moan out from between your lips.

“That’s what I thought.” He mumbles, kissing your skin again. Xavier cups the back of your head with his large palm and pulls back to look into your eyes. His are soft, and so full of emotion that you have to look away for a moment. He leans in and kisses your lips ever so softly. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you too-“

Suddenly, a loud growl pierces through the cool air, making the hair on the back of your neck stand up. You look both ways, sniffing the air. Your heightened senses start to kick in, and you smell it. You smell him.

You have just enough time to shove Xavier out of the way before Tyler comes barreling into the clearing in full Hyde form. His shoulder knocks into you, sending you flying to the ground.

A loud growl rips from your own throat now. You start to pant, unable to control yourself, watching Xavier scramble further back and away from Tyler. In full flight or fight mode, while the only choice your boyfriend can make is flight, you’re different. You don’t even have a chance to remember that your boyfriend has never seen your true Hyde form.

Tyler moves toward Xavier, and he scratches at him with his long talons. Xavier’s clothes tear and you see rivulets of blood appear on his pale skin. It is happening, whether you want it to or not.

Again, unable to control yourself, your eyes begin to bulge, growing bigger. Your sharp teeth poke through your gums and your clothes start to split down the center. You grow in stature, almost triple to quadruple the size of your normal human form. Before you’re even fully transformed, you launch yourself at Tyler. Trying to get him away from the one man who means everything to you.

Shrieks, growls, and roars fill the air as both monsters tumble to the ground, almost somersaulting over each other. You land on your feet and notice that Tyler did the same.

You both run at each other at full speed and when you meet in the middle it’s a clash of claws and teeth as you both fight for the upper hand. Tyler gets in a couple of good bites and scratches at you, but you’re angrier than Tyler could ever imagine being. And that’s what gives you the upper hand. You shove Tyler into a tree, and he slides down it, before roaring at you and charging again.

You move out of his way and then jump on his back, biting into his shoulder and tearing at the tough skin of the monster. He lets out a wail, and shakes you off, sending you flying. You hit the rock but manage to land on your feet again, skidding in the dirt.

You’re distracted momentarily by Xavier, who’s trying to hide himself behind a tree, his bloodied hand putting pressure on his wound. The smell of his blood permeates the air, and it rips a growl from your throat.

Tyler sniffs the air too, and a hideous almost-smile forms on his snarling face. This makes you livid, and you throw yourself at him again. The two of you roll through the field, until Tyler has you pinned beneath him. The larger of the two of you, he presses you into the cool dirt floor. Drool drips from his large teeth as he zones in on your neck.

He's about to tear your throat out when he lets out a loud yelp. Xavier had managed to limp up behind him, pull back his leg, and kick as hard as he could with his steel-toed boot. Tyler whips around and throws Xavier to the side like he weighs nothing.

But it’s enough time for you to get the upper hand. Pushing Tyler down, your claws come down on his stomach, tearing at the thick flesh. The smell of monster blood filters up to you and starts to leak from Tyler’s mouth. It stains his teeth as he fights against you weakly.

You lift your hand again to go for his throat but find yourself unable to go through with it. You can’t take his life. He’s still a person underneath his out-of-control monster.

Your hesitancy lets Tyler squirm from underneath you, and he takes off, leaving a large trail of blood in his wake. You stand, fighting the urge to go after him, but you hear the groans of your boyfriend behind you. You whip your head around to look at him, standing there weakly.

Your bulging eyes meet his, and you tilt your head back, letting out a frustrated cry. Advancing towards Xavier, you stop when you see it. Fear. The smell is so strong, it stops you in your tracks. He’s scared. Of you.

That thought alone is more sobering than anything you had tried before. You whimper softly, falling to your knees as you start to transform back into your human form. Covered in scrapes and bruises, your clothes are in tatters framing your body.

You know you’re lucky, coming out of this relatively unscathed. You’d be sore, and the cuts, scrapes, and bites hurt. But it could have been a lot worse, and you’d definitely survived worse in the past.

“Sweetheart?” Xavier murmurs, his voice weak. “Are you okay?”

All you can envision is the look of fear in his eyes. And your walls come up, hard and stony, trying to protect you from that pain of rejection. Rejection of who you are and who you’ll forever be.

Xavier limps over to you, pulling off his jacket and handing it to you so you can cover yourself up. You take it from him wordlessly, and get to your feet, shrugging it on.

When he reaches for you, you recoil, missing the look of hurt and confusion on his face. Your eyes move to his wound, the large scratch marks over his chest.

“We have to get you to the infirmary.” Your voice is hard, and you take his arm, wrapping it around your shoulder so he can rest his weight on you.

You start to walk with him back toward campus, the silence is almost unbearable to him. Soon, the building looms in the distance, and you double-time, trying to get there as fast as possible.

“Are you okay?” He asks again, trying to look into your face – to make you look at him.

“I’m fine. You’re the one with the wound.” You shrug and make your way into the ancient, tall building.

When you get there, you see that the nurse is on her lunch break, and you curse.

“Fuck that. Come sit.” You say, and you start to rummage around for supplies. Finding some antiseptic and gauze, you move toward him.

Xavier sits on the bed, confused as can be. He winces as he lays back so you can get a good look at his would.

Upon inspection, it’s not as deep as you thought. Four long, ragged stripes cover his chest, and seeing it makes your heart drop.

“It’s not as bad as I thought.” You tell him honestly and start to use the antiseptic and gauze to clean the wounds. He winces, but you keep going.

After a few minutes, he grabs your hand and stops you.

“I think it’s clean now, baby.” His voice is soft, tentative.

You look down and see that the skin around his cuts is pink, and starting to swell, and you bite your lip.

“Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.” You reach for the gauze to wrap his chest, and grab an ace bandage. “We don’t have anything else-“

“Are you okay?” He interrupts to ask for the third time. Your nostrils flare and you glare at him.

“Will you stop asking me that? I’m fine.” You press the gauze against his cuts and start to wrap him up.

“No, you’re not. You’re shutting me out. Why? Is it because you’re insecure? You just saved our asses, sweetheart. You have no need to be insecure.”

“I’m not insecure.” You tell him, but your hand wavers, and his eyes narrow, immediately taking notice.

Once you tie off the bandages, he grips your chin with his hands and makes you look at him.

“Baby, I can feel the walls you’ve got up right now, and I don’t like it. What is it?” His eyes are soft and concerned, and all you can think about is how afraid they looked a while back. “Is it because I finally saw your Hyde?”

You’re silent, trying not to let his words get to you. He pushes a piece of hair behind your ear and your walls can’t help but start to fall, especially when you see how gentle his eyes are.

“Tell me, baby. I can’t help if I don’t know.” He whispers, stroking your cheek.

“You’re…you’re afraid of me. I saw it. I felt it. I could…I could smell it.” Your voice trembles as you come clean, and your chin wobbles in his hold. Tears fill your eyes, and he draws in a sharp breath.

“I-what?” Xavier is incredulous and extremely confused.

“Don’t make me say it again.” You sniffle and pull away from his grasp. You grab the bloody supplies and get ready to throw them away.

You stand and walk toward the trash can, tossing them inside.

Xavier gasps in pain, standing up to follow you. His hand reaches for your elbow, turning you around.

“Listen to me very carefully, baby. Very carefully.” Xavier swallows thickly and then smooths a hand down your hair. “I am not afraid of you.”

“Yes, you are-“

“Let me finish. I wasn’t afraid of you. I could never be afraid of you. Sweetheart – I was afraid FOR you. Seeing you fight with Tyler was the scariest moment of my life. Realizing that I could lose you…it scares the shit out of me. And I didn’t know if you were hurt. It’s a miracle you aren’t.” He leans down, pressing his forehead against yours. “I swear on everything I love, I’m not afraid of you.”

“You really mean it?” You bite your lip and look up into his hazel eyes. All you see is pure honesty within them.

“I promise. I promise on my mom’s grave.”

You pause, knowing just how much that means to him. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you press yourself to him in a desperate hug. Your boyfriend winces and recoils from the pressure on his chest.

“Shit, I’m sorry Xav.” You say, helping him back to the bed. He sits on the edge and looks up at you. “And I’m sorry for shutting you out.”

“I understand. That wasn’t easy for you. I’m proud of you.” He tells you, his gaze full of love and adoration.

“I love you.” You sigh, leaning down to kiss him briefly, and you two are interrupted by a clearing of the throat.

“What do we have here?” The nurse asks, moving to Xavier’s side.

“We were attacked in the woods. I got the brunt of it.” Xavier explains, and the nurse starts to unwrap the bandages to check out the wound. She clucks her tongue softly and looks up at you.

“And you? Are you hurt?”

“I have a few cuts and scrapes and bites but nothing too bad.” You shrug and the nurse looks at your tattered clothing.

“Let me give you something else to wear and check those bites out.” She grabs some pain medicine and hands two capsules to Xavier with some water. “Take these, it’ll help with the pain. It’s a good thing you were together. This could’ve been much worse. I assume that you fought off the attacker?”

“They did.” Xavier nods at you, and your face flushes.

“Well, you’re lucky to have had them there.”

“I’m just lucky in general.” He says with a crooked smile, his eyes shining up at you.

“Shut up.” You roll your eyes, but a small smile grows on your face, and you blush.

“Come on you two. Let’s get you both settled so you can rest.” The nurse leads you by the elbow into a back room. She hands you a gown to change into and checks out and cleans the bite marks. “These are going to scar.”

“Great.” Your sarcasm drips off your words, and the nurse lets you change. Then she leads you back out to the bed next to Xavier’s.

Your boyfriend is laying back, his hand splayed over his stomach, and his eyes are soft as they follow you. You sit on the edge and grumble softly.

“What is it?” He asks, turning his head in your direction.

“Those bites are going to scar.” You complain, but Xavier’s mouth just turns up into a smirk. “What?”

“Good thing I think scars are sexy.” He purrs.

“Shut up.” You tell him for the second time today and he just laughs. “You think everything is sexy.”

“Not true. Just anything to do with you.”

“You’re such a sweet talker.” There’s a teasing lilt to your voice and he grins.

“It’s the pain meds.” Xavier snorts and it’s your turn to laugh.

“Sure, sure.”

Laying back on your bed, your head meets the pillow and you finally realize just how wiped you are from the fight. The soreness in your body starts to build and you let out a small breath you didn’t realize you were holding.

“I love you.” You reach your hand out and he meets yours between the two cots, taking yours into his and squeezing gently.

“I love you too, sweetheart. All of you. Every single part.”

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