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frankenkyle19 · 5 months

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Description: Kyle and reader stumble upon a wounded hedgehog in the park one day and decide to take it back to the academy. They get it healed up but when it’s time to let it go back into the wild, Kyle realizes he’s attached and has to learn how to let go.

it’s FINALLY HERE and I’m so happy with how it turned out. It’s so so cute 😭

Teaching the zombie boy compassion and gentleness was no small feat. It proved extremely difficult, much more than you had first intended, and at times you got frustrated. Not at him, of course, just the situation. The problem was none of this should have happened in the first place. Kyle had died, and Zoe and Madison had been selfish enough to bring him back for their own pleasure. You knew Zoe had good intentions but it was still wrong. Because now Kyle was half of who he used to be, confused and in pain and so so scared. It wasn’t fair for him and you couldn’t even begin to try and understand what was going on inside that mind of his. You were worried it would drive you to madness.

Kyle tried his best. He really did. You could see it in his warm brown eyes. He was trying. He was still him.

It was just a matter of how to coax more of that old Kyle out of hiding.

Taking him on walks around the town helped. Helped with his cognitive abilities as well as his motor abilities. He walked almost completely normal now, without a limp and with much more confidence. Not slouched down and as scared as he had first been when you brought him outside. He loved the sun and the way it felt on his body, he would stay outside for hours just to feel the sun on his face and soak in its warm, calming rays.

So it was really no surprise that on this slightly chilly afternoon, the two of you could be found walking in the park, taking in the nature around you and enjoying the feeling of being in such peaceful quiet. Kyle had wandered a bit ahead of you on the trail, leaning down every few seconds to examine a certain leaf or rock. His innocent fascination with nature made your heart squeeze a bit. His innocence was something you longed to have. Like a child, you thought…

You were quickly interrupted by your thoughts when Kyle made a noise of distress, quickly running back to you, holding up his hand to your face. He had what appeared to be a little prick on his finger. You assumed it was just from a thorn but then Kyle pointed at a small pile of leaves just off the trail that was rustling around a bit, making a weird chuffing sound.

You furrowed your brows, quite confused now. Was it a squirrel or a mouse? But no that couldn’t be right, because Kyle hadn’t been bit, it looked like he’d been.. Poked.

You approached the moving pile of leaves cautiously, Kyle creeping behind you, still holding his hand, a frown on his usual soft features.

You bent down and gently brushed the top layer of leaves off the pile to reveal a small little creature. A hedgehog. It appeared peaceful at first before you saw the blood on its leg that led up to a decent sized cut on its little thigh.

Wincing, you leaned down to get a closer look. The hedgehog curled further into itself, spines sticking up defensively. Poor thing must be terrified…

You didn’t exactly know what to do, but you couldn’t just leave it there to its fate. It would stand no chance against the weather or predators that would come across it.

You carefully took off your sweater and wrapped the hedgehog up in it before picking it up, the sweater a barrier between your bare hands and its spikes.

It was cold to the touch and its breathing was shallow. You weren’t sure how much longer it had but you wanted to get it back to the academy as soon as possible to keep it warm and do some research to figure out how you could help it.

Kyle stared at the sweater intently, still holding his finger as well as a grudge on the little creature. You’d have to explain to him later that the poor thing was just scared. Just like he had been those weeks ago when he was first brought back. They were two in the same really.

Once back at the academy you brought the creature up to your room away from the other girls and placed it carefully on your bed. That wound definitely needed treatment, and soon before it had the chance to get infected.

“Kyle-“ you said gently, giving him a smile to show him it was okay.

“Can you watch the hedgehog for just a second? I have to go get some things to make it feel better. It’s hurt,” You gently traced the stitched scars on Kyle’s neck and he nodded in understanding. This creature had been hurt, like he had. And it needed to be fixed.

With Kyle sitting next to the balled up little creature you ran to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit. You weren’t sure what you’d be able to use on the hedgehog or not, but anything was better than nothing.

When you came back with the supplies Kyle was just staring at the hedgehog that had begun to root around in the covers, probably looking for food or a burrow.

You grabbed what you needed and began to work on the little thing’s leg. Luckily it didn’t appear broken, but you were curious as to how it had gotten this cut. Maybe a coyote had tried to grab it and got scared off by the spines? Maybe. Who knows.

Once the wound was cleaned you gently applied a layer of ointment to keep out infection before wrapping it up, making sure not to make it too tight.

Next was research. To figure out how to care for it and what it needed. It wasn’t a domesticated hedgehog so you knew its care would be a bit different.

Once researched you had to drag Kyle back out again, this time to the grocery store. You could tell he was a bit anxious because of all the people and the noise but if he was with you, he was okay. You picked up a few cans of wet cat food to feed the hedgehog as well as some towels for it to use as bedding.

Once you returned to the academy it was beginning to get dark out and you needed to help Kyle get ready for bed. Once he was tucked in and asleep, you finished up with the hedgehog, feeding it some of the cat food before placing it in a box with the soft towels, watching as it quickly buried itself in them before falling asleep as well.

You then got yourself ready for bed, getting comfy next to Kyle as he snuggled up against your warm body, snoring softly.

You didn’t remember falling asleep but when you woke up, Kyle was gone. He wasn’t next to you in bed which was odd because he loved to cuddle with you and would stay in bed as long as possible.

You looked around panicked for a moment before your eyes spotted him, on the ground next to the box that housed the hedgehog. He was cooing at it gently, making sweet sounds as he peeked at it, careful not to touch it and risk hurting himself again.

“I-It…. It O-OkAy.” He spoke, words broken up as he tried to get them out the best he could. He hadn’t spoken much since he’d come back, so this was a bit of a shock to you.

Maybe this little creature would be good for Kyle.

Over the next few days Kyle helped feed and cleaned the little thing, being very gentle and even giving it a few pets every now and then. The hedgehog seemed to know the two of you were helping it and calmed down, not as defensive as it once was.

Each day you’d check on its wound and each day it was getting better and better until it had scabbed over and was almost completely healed. You knew once it was healed you’d have to release it back into the wild, but what you had forgotten to do was prepare Kyle to say goodbye to it.

“L-leave?” He asked sadly, holding the hedgehog in his lap with a towel, shaking his head. He didn’t want his new friend to leave. He was so afraid of being left alone.

“We have to let him go, Kyle.” You said. It was bittersweet but you’d be wrong to keep the thing for your own selfish reasons when it belonged in the wild. It didn’t deserve to be like a bird trapped in a cage for the rest of its life. Not when it had this second chance at life.

“N-nooo” Kyle croaked, shaking his head once more as he held it a bit tighter. “L-loooOve.” He said, looking down at the hedgehog.

This would be harder than you thought…

You gave Kyle one more day with the creature before the two of you made your way with the hedgehog back to the park where you’d first found it.

Kyle held it close to him, crying quietly as you made your way back to the spot in which you’d found it a few weeks earlier.

You looked back at Kyle who gave you a sad smile before gently setting the hedgehog down into the leaves once more. He gave it one last pet before standing up, wiping messily at his tears.

“B-bye.” He said sadly, waving at the hedgehog who turned to look at the two of you before wandering back into the leaves where it belonged.

You pulled Kyle into a hug and watched the creature until you could see it no longer, and then the two of you turned to head back to the academy, sun setting.

Hand in hand with the zombie boy, you smiled. He’d learned a lot these past few weeks and who would have thought a little creature like a hedgehog could teach him empathy and kindness to a creature much smaller than him? That every living thing deserved life and a fighting chance.

Kyle mumbled under his breath and you tilted your head curiously at him, trying to pick up what he had said.

“What, Kyle?” You asked, pausing on the trail as you gave him a confused look.

“F-Fr..Freee” He said, gesturing back to where you had released the hedgehog.

It took you a minute to understand but when you did you smiled at the boy who understood more than he showed. That the old Kyle was still just as there as before the accident.

“You’re right,” You smiled up at him.

“He is free. And so are you.”

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kit-walk3r · 11 months

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Hey so can you write a fluff with Kyle, post death?

Like you guys are at the coven house n everything and the two of you share a bedroom, not the same bed. But anyway, Kyle was having trouble pronouncing words and you got him like a tablet so he could like play educational games or something. Or you play music for him and try and teach him the lyrics of like a Lana del ray song or your favorite song if you'd like! :)

Okay I love this! Unfortunately I don’t really know any Lana Del Ray songs so instead I used the song he sings in the tattoo parlour, I hope that’s okay :)

Rosanna (Kyle Spencer x fem!reader)

You find a new way of teaching Kyle and have fun along the way.

Warnings: none

You were sitting on your bed, reading, when you heard a loud thud and looked up to see Kyle drop his tablet on the floor in frustration. He was trying out a new learning program, and obviously it wasn’t going well. Sighing, you placed your book down and walked over to Kyle’s bed where he sat with his head hung in shame.

“Kyle, what’s wrong?” You asked, bending down to pick up the discarded tablet before taking a seat next to him on the bed.

“C-can’t do it,” Kyle stuttered. He didn’t look up at you. “Stupid.”

“You’re not stupid,” you reassured him, placing the tablet on the nightstand before shifting so you were fully facing him. He still refused to look up at you, so you placed your fingers under his chin and gently lifted his head so that he met your gaze. “I promise you, you’re not.”

Kyle just huffed in defeat.

The digital learning games had been working great so far and had really helped Kyle come along with his speaking from where he was just a few months ago. However, the past couple of weeks they hadn’t been as useful and you noticed how Kyle was growing more and more frustrated.

It was sad. Kyle had been doing so well. He’d reached the point where he was able to form basic sentences and knew what to say if he wanted or needed something, but now he was just sort of stuck. He wasn’t taking in any more information. Perhaps the tablet had lost its use.

You thought for a moment. Kyle needed a new method of learning and, as much as you wanted to, you just didn’t have the time to stay and teach him yourself full time. He needed something fun, something that might stimulate his mind perhaps more creatively, instead of just leaving him to look at a screen for long hours of the day. But what?

You looked around the room for any sort of ideas. Books weren’t helpful, Kyle’s reading ability was still very limited. Maybe the television? Kyle enjoyed watching movies, maybe you could find some fun learning videos to help, or some children’s tv shows that helped educate them. He might enjoy those.

Then your gaze landed on a pair of headphones sitting on your own nightstand. Of course!

Music.

You knew that Kyle had been a big music fan before he died. Maybe music wouldn’t just help him learn words, it could help him remember things. It was worth a shot. Pulling out your phone, you quickly found one of Kyle’s social media profiles and flicked through to see if you could find any examples of music he liked to listen to.

You came across a video he was tagged in. It looked like a very drunk Kyle doing karaoke at some party, singing along badly to the song Rosanna by Toto. You rolled your eyes, of course that would be Kyle’s choice of music. You continued to watch the video for a couple of moments, and felt a pang of sadness when you saw how happy and carefree Kyle looked. You checked the date. The video was posted just three days before the crash.

Kyle grunted next to you and you turned to see that he was also watching the video with rather sad eyes. You wondered if he realised that it was him in the video singing. You quickly closed the video.

“I’ve got an idea,” you smiled. Quickly grabbing your headphones, you plugged them into your phone and extended one of the earbuds to Kyle. He looked at it blankly, not knowing what to do with it so you put it in his ear for him before doing the same for you. You found the song Kyle had been singing in that video, Rosanna, and pressed play.

Kyle flinched at the sudden loud sound of the intro to the song and you repressed a giggle at his surprised reaction. You watched him intently, looking for any sign of recognition, but Kyle’s face just stayed sort of blank. Maybe this wouldn’t work, after all.

However, just a few moments before you were ready to accept defeat Kyle closed his eyes and slowly began to hum the tune. Your own eyes widened at his obvious recognition and you couldn’t withhold the grin from your face as Kyle’s hums got louder and louder. He began to sway along to the song too, and you laughed at how much he was enjoying the music. He started mumbling too, and you realised that he was attempting to sing along. There were a few words he was able to say, but the majority was unidentifiable mumbles.

Overjoyed with how well this seemed to be working, you began to sing along too. You didn’t know much of the words, so your own attempt sounded rather similar to Kyle’s. But it was fun, something that had so desperately been missing from Kyle’s life since his resurrection.

In this moment he didn’t look like a boy who could barely speak or read or write. He didn’t look like a boy who had faced death and been stitched back together mismatched. A boy who had no control over his life anymore. He just looked like a boy, singing along to music with a girl.

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It’s a bit shorter than usual but I hope this was okay! I love writing Kyle 🥰 Thank you for the request!

Remember, requests are open!

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stayevildarling · 2 months

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Hi!! You are seriously truly such a wonderful writer. I know you are probably busy w/ so many wonderful asks but I have a request for Wilhemina x Cordelia x Billie x Reader where reader is sick and maybe using a couple of these prompts? Some angsty hurt/comfort maybe?!

”I am going to ask how you are and I want you to answer me honestly”

“Alright you want to walk by yourself…let’s see that”

”You’re complexion is scaring me…please sit down”

“I am just trying to help”

“Can you hold my hand?”

Whatever you come up with will be wonderful, you are so talented!!

Cordelia Goode x Wilhemina Venable x Billie Dean Howard x Reader- All is well

A/N: I'm a sucker for sick fics so thank you for this request 🫶

tw: mention of sickness (nausea, temperature, fainting), cursing, angst, fluff

word count: 4.7k

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As you stand amidst the lush greenery of the greenhouse, your voice softly rings through the air, as you guide some students through the current botanical care lesson. The morning sun filters through the glass windows, casting shadows across the room, making the greenhouse look as ethereal as ever.

But beneath the sense of calm, a subtle unease feeling gnaws at your insides. It had been there all morning, a feeling of sickness that threatened to overwhelm you with each passing moment. And yes- you really should have stayed in bed this morning, waking up after feeling Billie's soft arms wrap around you, Cordelia snuggling into your chest, as an overwhelming headache pounded against your skull. Skipping breakfast, you decided to soldier on, determined to teach the two classes on your schedule for today. The growing weakness weighs heavy on your limbs.

As you reach for a potted plant to demonstrate proper care techniques, a wave of dizziness sweeps over you, causing the room to tilt. You quickly steady yourself against the nearest table, waiting for the nausea to pass, as you fight to maintain your composure. You had never been well at showing when you aren't feeling well, rather keeping to yourself in those times and putting on a brave face. However, since being with your three girlfriends, they slowly have been coaxing you out of your shell with their kindness and gentle care. But equally you knew right now wasn't a good time, Cordelia busy with the academy, Billie working on another season of her show and Wilhemina just always busy in general and hard working.

Somehow you manage to push through the lesson, relieved to have a ten minute break before your second one. On shaky legs you make your way to the kitchen, opting tea was the best choice right now and determined to add some herbs to make this go away. As you wait for the kettle, you suddenly feel two arms wrap around you from behind. ,,Hi babydoll'' you hear Billie's soft voice ring through the air as she leans her head on your shoulder. ,,How are you feeling?'' she asks, beaming a little as she had missed you already, despite seeing you two hours ago.

,,Yeah I'm good Billie'' you muster up your best smile, before she presses a kiss to your cheek, ready to get back to work and let you go back to class. ,,Woah your cheeks are burning'' she states, a shimmer of concern in her reflection. ,,All good, just hot in there'' you chuckle, pointing towards the greenhouse before the blonde nods, not entirely believing your statement but letting you go either way.

After a little while, you find yourself leaning on your desk, sipping on the drink for dear life, the warm liquid feeling like a comforting hug, as you felt like you are frozen inside, shivering even, despite your cheeks glowing red and your forehead on fire, the signs of your sickness becoming more evident. ,,Just one more class'' you try and reassure yourself, as more students join you in the greenhouse, getting ready for you to teach a potion class.

No matter how hard you try to be brave and power through it, it's hopeless as sickness refused to be ignored, it's presence a constant reminder of your vulnerability in this moment. Your students had caught on a little while ago, your state an indication of your agony. And so they watch on for a little while, with concern, their voices mute in the distance as you struggle to push through the fog that clouds your mind.

Meanwhile, Billie Dean makes her way upstairs, having mostly finished her online meetings for the day and phone calls regarding the filming of her show. Her heels echo softly through the white academy, before knocking and entering the supreme's office. There sits Cordelia, typing away on her computer, looking as beautiful as ever. Billie takes a seat, lighting a cigarette and enjoying the view, her girlfriend in a white blouse, some hair tucked behind her ear, exposing some silver earrings and her serious ''I'm working'' face that Billie absolutely adored.

,,To what do I owe this pleasure, darling?'' Cordelia asks softly as she can feel Billie's gaze lingering on her. Billie simply smiles while taking another long drag from her cigarette. The two of them fall into a quiet, comfortable conversation, catching up on their days, while things become worse in the greenhouse for you.

As your knuckles turn white from holding onto the desk for dear life, your entire vision is blurry, little stars and black spots beginning to form in them slowly as your stomach churns, your cheeks and forehead now burning as you still feel so cold, shivering in the process. ,,Fuck'' you think to yourself, considering you have a whole class to teach but at the same time beginning to accept you couldn't finish it today. In any clear state of mind, you would have sent them away, telling them you would teach the rest another time, or even ask one of the other older girls like Zoe or even Delia to take over if she wasn't so busy.

,,Miss Y/LN'' one of the younger witches tries, her voice pulling you back into the present and the greenhouse.

,,Are you feeling quite alright?'' she asks, the concern laced in her voice and you hate yourself for showing weakness and them catching on.

Your inability to talk not only makes you panic and so one of the older witches step forward ,,Addy go and fetch someone'' she instructs, while you violently try to shake your head ,,Not them, get Zoe'' you somehow force the words out, knowing Addy would know what you mean by that. There was no way you could let them see you like this, knowing they would drop absolutely everything for you straight away. But you are fine, simply needing someone to dismiss or take over the class for you and possibly help you upstairs to bed. You would be fine after, just needing a little rest.

As Addy pushes the door to the academy open, she runs, ignoring Cordelia's rule for a moment, knowing she would be upset when she finds out but at the same time worried about you. You had always been kind to Addy, especially when she first joined and she wanted you to be okay. As she hastily runs through the academy, she scans all the rooms, not being able to find Zoe or any of the older witches, and as she continues running she turns around, only for a split moment to guide herself, when she bumps into someone, landing on the floor in return.

As Addy looks up, she can see her, the woman with red hair, wearing a lilac uniform, holding onto her cane with a questioning and disapproving expression. ,,Ms Venable-'' Addy pants, gulping as she knows the woman could be quite strict. ,,I'm so sorry-'' she pants, causing Wilhemina's eyebrows to furrow. As Addy makes it back on her feet, her breathing comes out rushed, her eyes scanning around the hallway. ,,What is it?'' Wilhemina asks, her voice coming out harsher than intended. ,,I need to find Zoe, it's an emergency'' Addy states, meeting the redheads icy gaze. ,,Why?'' Wilhemina asks, noticing the distress on the poor girl in front of her. ,,I'm not supposed to say'' Addy mumbles.

,,And what is that supposed to mean?'' she questions, her cane striking the floor once. ,,I am meant to get Zoe, not you, Ms Howard or Ms Cordelia'' she speaks and the redheads eyes widen then, knowing exactly what that means. Without a single word, the redhead makes her way to the greenhouse, Addy following behind her with her gaze dropped to the floor. Wilhemina's steps are rushed, knowing you so well by now that something must be wrong with you, worry filling her features.

As she steps into the greenhouse, she finds your students looking at her filled with concern, her eyes lingering on you as you stand by your desk, expression pale, shaking and eyes closed. ,,This class is dismissed'' her voice rings through the greenhouse, instantly ushering everyone to leave. ,,Go and get Ms Cordelia and Ms Howard'' she speaks to Addy, meeting her gaze. ,,Now'' she states, before Addy rushes off hastily again.

Silence falls over the greenhouse, Wilhemina still lingering by the door, you not even having registered the events from moments ago as the sickness was slowly pulling you under. With gentle and calm steps, despite her inner turmoil seeing you like this, she approaches, halting a few steps away from you. ,,Y/N?'' she tries softly, causing you to force your eyes open, realising what was going on. ,,Mina'' you quickly try and compose yourself, ignoring the pounding headache, your ears ringing and vision blurring.

”I am going to ask how you are and I want you to answer me honestly” she speaks, causing your eyes to find hers, seeing them filled with concern, despite her voice strict.

Meanwhile Cordelia and Billie still sit in the supremes office, chatting away. ,,Have you seen Y/N since this morning?'' the supreme asks gently, meeting the mediums gaze. ,,Yeah once, she seemed a little off'' she explains, remembering how hastily you rushed back to the greenhouse and your burning cheeks. Before Cordelia can reply, there is an urgent knocking on her door before the door bursts open ,,Addy?'' Cordelia asks, noticing the younger witches panicked expression. ,,Ms Venable needs you urgently in the greenhouse'' she speaks, almost stumbling over her words. Cordelia and Billie lock eyes, their breathes hitching a little before they rush out her office and into the greenhouse.

,,Mina I- I'm fine'' you lie, not wanting to worry her, not wanting her to tell you off for leaving bed in the first place when feeling like this. With shaky hands, you reach for your things, ignoring the redheads gaze following your every move. ”Little one you’re complexion is scaring me…please sit down” she tries, much softer now, figuring your inner turmoil as she wasn't good at showing her vulnerable side either. Your eyes meet hers then, almost faltering under her gaze and soft words.

Cordelia and Billie rush inside, finally making it to the greenhouse, seeing your state and your girlfriend beside you. Cordelia's mouth slightly agape, not having seen you like this before, Billie equally confused and concerned.

,,Mina I'm just feeling a little under the weather, I just need to go upstairs, no need to worry'' you somehow force the words out, sighing a little, hating when her beautiful features crease with concern.

And then your girlfriend sighs, “Alright you want to walk by yourself…let’s see that” she ushers, her voice strict and cane hitting the floor twice.

Challenging your inner stubbornness, you ignore your two girlfriends having just walked in, forcing your tired feet and legs to at least get you out of the greenhouse for now. And then it hits you, like a slap in the face from reality, their worried and lingering gazes causing for the sickness to overwhelm you, your complexion turning even more white, feet and legs betraying you as you sink to the floor, crumbling under the weight of the flu and your need to keep this hidden and soldier through.

,,Y/N'' Cordelia calls out, quick to bolt over and catch you in her arms, sinking to the floor with you. ,,She's burning up'' the supreme explains, her breath hitching as she meets Wilhemina's guilty eyes, guilt consuming her for her earlier harsh words.

Billie is quick to rush to your side as well, her worry evident in the furrow of her brow, as she kneels beside you. ,,Damn it Y/N'' she mutters softly, brushing a strand of hair away from your forehead, meeting Cordelia's eyes considering how warm you feel. ,,You should have told us you were feeling this bad'' she whispers.

On the verge of unconsciousness, you can feel Cordelia's arms around you, providing a sense of calm and security admits the chaos of your illness. ,,Sweetheart? can you hold my hand?'' she asks, her voice gentle yet firm, seeking to ground you in the present moment.

You nod weakly, with shaky hands reaching out to grasp her hand, trying hard to hold it tightly but you can barely hold on, struggling to keep the sickness at bay. The supreme glances at the medium, kneeling beside her, noticing how your eyes keep fluttering, worry filling their features. Wilhemina hovers nearby, holding onto her cane hard, her expression a mixture of concern and guilt, knowing she should have been more attentive to your well-being and at the same time knowing she wouldn't be of much help now, due to her back.

,,We need to get you upstairs little one'' Wilhemina declares, her tone leaving no room for argument. Two blonde heads snap in her direction, Billie visibly upset with the redhead for the exchange she witnessed after walking into the greenhouse minutes before. Cordelia's eyes are conflicted, knowing that Wilhemina showed her care in a different way with you, the two of you being equally stubborn, still she wishes this wouldn't have escalated the way it did, at the same time seeking for Wilhemina's rational thinking and sense of calm in these situations.

Despite their inner turmoil, your two blonde girlfriends agree, Cordelia and Billie gently lifting you to your feet, however they are about to betray you and by your panicked expression, the supreme can tell and simply takes you in her arms with one swift motion, before taking you up the staircase to your bedroom, her steps both gentle but rushed at the same time, as she feels your forehead on her chest, noticeably hot, listening to your laboured breathing. Billie is quick to lead the way, opening the necessary doors for the supreme, before they gently lay you on the bed. Wilhemina following behind, trying to keep her emotions at bay.

As your body comes into contact with the cold white sheets, you find yourself shivering even more, despite your body temperature continuing to rise, your throat feels on fire with each swallow, feeling like sharp razor blades are stopping you from doing so. Your stomach churns, the lack of food and illness causing you to feel nauseous. Cordelia and Billie in the meantime waste no time, the supreme gathering all sort of items and medication necessary to help your state, Billie collecting some water, clean clothes and towels for you, ready to do anything to get you to feel a little more at ease.

When Wilhemina enters the bedroom, she finds Billie hastily brushing past her, to get you some tea and water, not even acknowledging the redhead, figuring Cordelia is in the bathroom or her office grabbing some things. She finds you on the bed, shivering eyes closed but face scrunched up in pain and her heart breaks at the sight, her first instinct to be there for you and keep you company. With steps as quick as light, her cane echo matching the pain in her heart, she makes her way over to bed, sitting beside you gently, before she tugs you in a little, searching for your hand and squeezing it, a silent gesture that she was both there and sorry. If you could think clearly right now, you wouldn't even be upset, the conversation from before just exactly how Wilhemina and you communicate at times, both aware that you are utterly stubborn, despite neither of you admitting this ever. You didn't blame her, aren't upset, in fact you are the one feeling guilty for worrying them and not being honest from the beginning, causing for exactly to happen what you didn't want, them hovering, worrying and wasting their time on taking care of you.

Almost at the same time, Cordelia and Billie burst through the door, hating to have left you alone for a moment, the supreme's features softening as she sees Mina sitting beside you, the medium still not meeting the redheads eyes. ,,Sweetheart?'' Cordelia tries, kneeling on the bed beside you ,,I need you to open your mouth a second please'' she ushers, and you comply, not opening your eyes but doing what you are told. She softly puts a thermometer under your tongue, the wait for the result feeling like an eternity, Billie in the meantime waiting with some painkillers and water. As soon as the beeping rings through the room, Cordelia and Wilhemina inspect the number. ,,102'' is displayed and the blondes face grows pale then.

Their eyes meet, Cordelia's filled with panic while Wilhemina tries to keep calm. ,,She needs to take these'' Billie ushers, as your two girlfriends sit you up gently, leaning your body against the head frame of the bed. ,,Open up babydoll'' she ushers but you don't comply, hating to swallow medication. Wilhemina remembers, giving you a soft encouraging smile, before squeezing your hand a little tighter. ,,It's okay little one'' she encourages and so you comply, opening your mouth, feeling a shaky soft hand placing some tablets in your mouth before leading a glass to your lips and swallowing the tablets. Billie gives you a little smile, displaying that she is proud of you, despite her heart breaking at the sight.

,,We need to get her in the bathtub'' Wilhemina announces, meeting Cordelia's worried brown eyes. The three of them agree, Cordelia again lifting you into her arms, Billie already on her way to the bathroom to run it for you. At this point you slipped into a daze, not aware of your surroundings or much of what was going on. Unable to feel your girlfriend gently carrying you into the bathroom, sitting you at the edge of the tub, before gently taking your clothes off. You can't feel Billie's thumbs softly brushing your cheeks.

Once the bath is made, they sit you inside and that's when your eyes pry open, the cold water awakening you, hurting every inch of your tired body and causing for tears to fill your vision. Panic shoots through your body, causing you to jolt and try and escape the cold bathtub. However, Cordelia is right there, kneeling beside you and trying to keep you calm. ,,Shh sweetie, I know I know'' she coos, being able to feel your pain and tears almost spilling from her brown eyes, seeing you in so much agony. ,,It hurts'' you choke on a sob, before you register another person present in the white tiled bathroom. ,,I know little one but we need to get your temperature down'' she explains softly, trying to search your eyes.

All you want to do is kick, scream and cry but you give up, knowing they are right and simply letting the cold water consume you whole. For a while you sit there, eyes closed, shivering, trying hard to think about anything but the cold to keep you calm. Billie Dean slips inside after a little while, having made you some tea and placing it on your night table, sneaking for a cigarette as well, knowing you are in good hands in the meantime. She frowns seeing your state, moving a little closer to inspect you. ,,We should get her out'' she mumbles to the other two, seeing your lips turning blue and teeth chattering. Cordelia meets Wilhemina's gaze, the redhead nodding before passing the supreme some towels.

It doesn't take long before they have you dried, in some comfortable and warm clothes and tugged into bed. Cordelia convinced you to have some of the tea Billie Dean had made, before you fell into a deep slumber, finally able to sleep the sickness off, Cordelia's hands hovering over you, her magic soothing your tired muscles, the pounding headache and nauseous feeling. Once you are finally asleep, the shivering having stopped as well, they exhale deeply, as if they haven't taken a single breath since finding you in the greenhouse before. Billie smiles softly at the supreme from the other side of the bed, a thankful one for taking such lovely care. ,,Did you add the herbs darling?'' the supreme asks softly and Billie nods, Cordelia's worried features slowly turning into relief ,,She should feel better in no time then'' the blonde explains with a gentle smile.

As you sleep off the agony you have been feeling, the three of them cleared their schedules, Wilhemina retreating to her office, wanting to be close to you, however not wanting to be anywhere near the others, being able to feel their judgement and her rational side reminding her, if you would wake or need anything, they would fetch her. Cordelia only slipped out of the bedroom for a moment, finding Addy and the other girls and explaining that all is well and classes would resume tomorrow, giving the witches some relief as they had been worried about you and at the same time giving them an afternoon off which came much appreciated of course. Billie cleared her schedule for the rest of the day, not leaving your side once, taking turns between holding your hand, rubbing soothing circles on them, or brushing some hair between your ear, watching over your sleeping form, ready to tend to you whenever you would wake up.

A few hours had passed, you mostly sleeping off the sickness and symptoms knocking the breath from you, a while ago. Wilhemina briefly made an appearance at dinner, finding Cordelia there for a while but not you or Billie. Figuring you hadn't eaten, the redhead makes her way to the kitchen, warming up some soup for you and making some more tea. As she walks up the stairs with a little tray in hand, she struggles a little, way too stubborn to ask for help, matching your stubbornness this morning. As she enters the bedroom, she finds you sleeping in the same spot still, Cordelia and Billie by your side, their eyes meeting Wilhemina's.

,,Darling?'' Cordelia asks gently, her eyebrows furrowing, seeing Wilhemina's posture. ,,What are you doing? your back darling'' Cordelia states, walking over and quickly taking the tray from her. After placing it gently on a table, she gives the redhead a smile, the earlier events already long forgotten. Wilhemina looks over your sleeping body, noticing how you aren't shivering anymore. ,,How is she?'' the redhead asks, feeling a little insecure, despite being able to hide it well in her features and voice. ,,Better I think, thank you'' the supreme states, taking the redheads hand and rubbing little circles on it with her thumb.

When Wilhemina meets Billie's gaze, she still finds her features filled with anger and disapproval. ,,What?'' the redhead hisses, rolling her eyes at Billie's antics. ,,Do you think you can fix this with some soup and tea?'' the medium argues, her voice betraying her emotions. Cordelia steps forward ,,Not in here'' she urges, ushering both of them out the bedroom and into her office, the room right next to the bedroom.

The sound of Wilhemina's cane and Billie's heels echo angrily through the hallway, before Cordelia closes the door. ,,What is the matter with you two?'' she asks, her gaze meeting her lovers. ,,The problem is this is your fault Wilhemina'' Billie speaks, addressing the redhead. Wilhemina simply scoffs at the statement ,,I am just trying to help'' the redhead replies, feeling guilty as it is and not needing the mediums judgement. ,,Then why were you so harsh in the greenhouse, she needed you, she needed us'' Billie argues, her face growing a little red from anger. ,,Billie'' Cordelia tries, not wanting the situation to escalate.

"You should've been more attentive to her," Billie accuses, her voice laced with frustration as she turns to face Wilhemina again. "Y/N was clearly sick, and you just let her push herself like that."

Wilhemina's expression hardens, her pride clashing with Billie's accusations. "I was only trying to respect her independence," she defends, her tone defensive yet tinged with regret. "I didn't realize how serious it was."

Their voices are raised by now, the emotions bubbling out of both of them, causing you to stir from sleep. As your eyes flutter open, you notice the absence of the pounding headache, your vision clear, stomach much better, despite still feeling a little under the weather but grateful for your girlfriends attentive care. Your heartbeat quickens as you hear both of your girlfriends shouting from next door, so slowly but surely you crawl out of bed, making your way next door, the cold floor sending a shiver through your body.

Cordelia steps forward, her presence commanding attention as she seeks to diffuse the tension between her two lovers. "We're all at fault here," she interjects, her voice calm yet authoritative. "Billie you noticed her temperature and couldn't have known this morning, same with Wilhemina. Y/N needs us now, not tearing each other apart''.

Both Wilhemina and Billie fall silent, their gazes shifting to Cordelia as she speaks. Despite their differences, Billie knows she is feeling argumentative due to her own insecurity and blaming herself for not having picked this up earlier, respecting Wilhemina's wisdom and guidance, the redhead also grateful for the mediums care towards you and knowing they both have your best interest at heart.

As the door creeks open, their heads snap towards you, their features softening immediately, seeing you up and awake. ,,Sweetheart, what are you doing up?'' Cordelia asks, her voice filled with concern and adoration. She walks over, her hand checking for a temperature, relief washing over her as you fell much better. You snuggle into her chest before mumbling ,,I heard shouting'' your gaze meeting both Billie's and Wilhemina's. Their gazes drop to the floor, feeling guilty before Billie approaches ,,I'm sorry for waking you babydoll'' she apologises, giving you a little smile.

,,I'm sorry for not saying anything and I'm sorry I made you worry and argue'' you apologise, still snuggling into Cordelia's chest. ,,It's all okay sweetheart, we are just glad you are okay'' the supreme reassures as she meets your eyes, her thumb reaching for your chin and making you look up at her. Silence falls over the room, before a very loud growling noise interrupts the peace and quiet, your face turns red as you hide into your girlfriend, Cordelia smiling before she chuckles ,,Oh dear, someones hungry?'' she smiles and you simply nod.

Billie Dean steps forward ,,Well darling, Mina here made you some soup, would you like me to heat it up for you?'' she asks and you simply nod. ,,Let's go then sweetie'' Cordelia ushers you back to the bedroom, still wanting you to take it slow. Before Billie can follow after you, Wilhemina's hand reaches for the mediums. ,,I-'' she begins but Billie is quick to interrupt her ,,All good darling, I'm sorry too'' she speaks softly, before pressing a little kiss to the redheads cheek.

And so the rest of the evening is spent in your shared bedroom, Billie heating up some soup for you, Cordelia still checking your temperature regularly and making sure you are warm, comfortable and hydrated. Wilhemina hovers nearby, ready to tend to you if you needed anything at all. After a while, the moon begins illuminating the white bedroom, as the four of you get comfortable in bed. Cordelia and Billie to your left, Wilhemina to your right. The two blondes snuggle into you from behind, spooning you and keeping you warm. Your face is turned to Wilhemina and when she finally makes it into bed your eyes meet her brown ones. ,,Mina?'' you almost whisper into the silence of the night as you can already hear Billie's soft snores fill the room.

,,Yes little one?'' she asks in return, her hand wandering to your cheek and cupping it gently. ,,I'm sorry'' you whisper, feeling bad about todays events. ,,You have nothing to be sorry for little one, I am sorry'' her words are gentle and soft, your Mina very present now. A shiver runs through your body, the sickness still lingering on you a little bit and she picks it up. ,,Are you cold little one?'' she asks and you simply nod ,,Come here'' she coos, before you snuggle into her chest. Cordelia scooting a little closer and warming you up from behind ,,I love you my sweet girl'' she whispers into your ear, causing you to smile into her chest before sleepily confessing your love for her. And with your three girlfriends holding you through the night, you already know you will feel much better in the morning.

#cordelia goode #sarah paulson #wilhemina venable #ahs #american horror story #billie dean howard #sarah paulson x reader #cordelia goode x reader #ahs coven #wilhemina venable x reader #billie dean howard x reader #sick fic

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Sunshine Boy Chapter 2

Franken Kyle Spencer X Reader

Word count: 1,241

Summery: A typical story of girl meets boy…and maybe some trouble along the way.

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St..uu..upid” He mumbles as he points his pointer finger at his chest.

“I know you’re not Kyle. You’re not stupid, okay?” I say while giving him a small smile.

Immediately I am engulfed in a tight hug. His arms wrap around me and his head goes to rest on my shoulder. After a few seconds, my hands start to stroke his hair in a soothing matter.

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Before I arrived at Miss Robichaux’s Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies, I thought that I was destined to be alone. A certain blonde proved otherwise, he showed me kindness that no one ever has.

Even though he had difficulty talking, somehow I always knew exactly what he wanted to say.

At one point I even thought I was a clairvoyant, but after a few other tests it turned out to not be the case.

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“An Ouija board huh?” I say while leaning on the wall next to the closet.

“Madison wants us to find her and we can't afford to lose a single witch if we want to survive.” Replies Zoe as she pours a drink into multiple shot glasses.

After Queenie’s terrifying story about her grandma and a spirit board, I was even less excited about the whole plan.

“There are four of us, and if we want to find Madison we need to witch up.” Says Zoe as she places the now empty shot glass on the board.

After a while of trying, and later contacting the Axeman, we finally managed to reach Madison. All four of us went up to the attic as the spirit board instructed.

It was a horrifying sight, Madison lying there with her arm severed in half. It looked like her body already started to decompose. Yet despite all of the horrific things that happened to her, she still looked peaceful.

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Ever since Madison’s return, the academy felt more like a war zone than a school. Fiona was going after possible supremes and rekindling old feuds with neighboring covens.

Despite everything that was going on, I could still seek comfort in my two closest friends at the academy. Due to the fact that I was getting closer to Kyle, it also meant that I was getting closer to Zoe.

Since the day I met her I knew that she was going to be a big part of my life.

“Hey YN, can you help me gather some herbs in the garden?” Asks Zoe, interrupting my thoughts.

“Yeah of course, I’ll grab the baskets.” I reply while getting up and going towards the kitchen.

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After spending about a half an hour out in Cordelia’s garden, Zoe and I head back inside.

“So Kyle seems to like you quite a lot..” Says Zoe as she empties the contents of her basket onto the table.

“Yeah I like him too, he’s a really good friend.” I reply while doing the same.

“Mhm.. he’s definitely the light this place needed.” She responds while looking at the dark hallway outside the kitchen.

Following our little chat in the academy’s kitchen, I went upstairs to clean up. Before getting in the shower I decided to pay Kyle a visit in his room.

After knocking a few times and getting no answer I figured that it was okay for me to come in. As I went through the door and into his bedroom, I saw him sleeping peacefully on his bed.

His body was fully under the covers except for one arm which was tangling off the bed and he had a light smile resting on his lips.

He looked almost angelic under the golden light of the sunset.

I was about to leave the room when I heard a quiet whisper of my name. I turned around and saw Kyle sitting up on the bed, he was smiling like a kid on christmas morning.

“Hey Ky, sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up.” I say as I walk up to him.

In response he just shook his head which made his blonde curls fall onto his face.

Instinctively I brought my hand up to his face to try and fix his hair. Immediately after my fingers connected with his golden curls, I noticed that Kyle closed his eyes and his dimples were now visible.

As I continued to play with his hair I realized that he started to lean on my shoulder. After a few minutes I removed my fingers from his hair and tried to get him back into bed.

“H..ha…p..py.” Stuttered Kyle as I pulled the blanket over his body.

“I’m happy too Ky.” I responded while giving him a small smile.

For the first time in a long time I could say that I was truly happy. Sure the coven played a big part in that happiness, but the main reason was Kyle.

“Okay I’m gonna go make you some dinner, in the meantime try and get more sleep.” I said as I finished tucking him in.

“N..no..sta..y.” Kyle hesitated for just a moment before taking my hand into his own.

At that I gave him a small nod and decided to lay down on the bed. After making sure that it was okay with Kyle, I got under the warm blanket.

After getting situated I noticed that Kyle was already drifting off to sleep. I moved a bit closer so that way I could be the big spoon and he the little.

Turns out that Kyle was a big fan of that idea. A few moments after my arm wrapped around him, he began to let out soft snores. His hand also went up to hold mine, as if to make sure that I wouldn’t get up and leave.

If there was one thing I knew for sure is that I would never leave Kyle Spencer.

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The following morning I was woken up by the sun which was seeping through the curtains. I turned to face Kyle and noticed that he wasn’t sleeping. His eyes were focused on my face, when he realized that I caught him staring he just gave me a goofy smile.

“G..g..ood..m…mm..moor-“ I smile as Kyle attempts to communicate his thoughts.

After a few seconds he lets out an irritated huff and burries his face in the pillow.

“Hey hey it’s alright. Good morning to you too Ky.” I comfort him as he continues to wallow.

I gently place my hand on his shoulder and tell him that I was going to go get us some breakfast. Once again he protests, but I still exist the bedroom telling him that I would be right back.

As I walked into the kitchen I noticed Zoe standing over by the fridge.

“Hey Zoe!” I greet her while grabbing two bowls out of the cabinet.

“Oh my god YN where have you been? I thought something happened .” Says Zoe as her face pales ans her arms go up to her heart.

“I was with Kyle, sorry didn’t mean to give you a scare.” At that she seems to slightly calm down, however her face remains a few shades lighter.

“With Kyle? Wha.. what do you mean?” She questions as she closes the fridge.

After a quick retelling of yesterday’s events, Zoe’s face regains its color. I knew she felt protective over Kyle ever since his death. What I didn’t know was the reason why..

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PS: Im currently working on a Kyle Spencer one-shot which should be posted soon. I also started working on the 3rd chapter of “Sunshine Boy” and let me tell y’all.. I already cried twice. The next chapter is no joke but Im so excited for you guys to read it! I will also be making a tag-list so let me know if you would like to be added! As always my requests are open so feel free to send them my way!:)

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v-love · 1 year

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Or OR make it Kyle and he has a big crush on u and one of his frat guys starts flirting with u at a party and he’s like wtf bro code and gets jealous and then u see him being all sad outside by himself and u talk to him and he confesses that he likes u and he kisses u

Wipe My Tears (Kyle Spencer x Fem!Reader)

Summary: Kyle was so infatuated with you. Everything you did, he loved. When one of his “friends” kisses you, he takes care of you. He made sure you knew he loved you still.

CW: Brief mentions of incest/sexual abuse. A brief non consensual groping and kissing scene. Panic attack.

Taglist: @yes-divine-ruler @preselelle @evanpetersfav @quicksilversg1rl @kaylaperiodqueenslay @theyluvvkoi @bldmoth @nvtallowed @shjjpm @meganxfox @iruzias

Word count: 2392

Images/GIFS are not mine.

“Dude, shut the fuck up.” Kyle’s mouth shuts as he looks up at his frat brother. “Sorry…” he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. “I just really think she’s so…I don’t know.” His frat brother rolls his eyes and nods. “We know, she’s all you talk about.” Kyle’s face flushed pink in embarrassment. He didn’t want to admit it but you were all he thought about. When he ate breakfast, he would remember that your favorite food in the morning was bacon and eggs. When he brushed his teeth, he would remember that you owned a blue electric toothbrush. When he watches his favorite show, he would remember that your favorite show was You. His mind was so occupied with you and his studies that he would often get massive headaches right before bed. Right now, his friend that was just there had left to go out with his girl. He was jealous of couples but he never wanted to admit that. Kyle didn’t like the feeling of jealousy because it made him feel like he was his mother. He didn’t even want to think about her at all because if he did, he would spend so long trying to figure out a way to stop her advances on him. Kyle loved his mom but it was too much for him to handle. Shaking his head from those thoughts, he looks at his phone. There was a message from you. He smiles widely as he read it.

Y/N at 4:22 PM

hey ky :) are u busy rn?

Kyle was debating whether he should study or not but with the text you sent him, he decided not to. He replied with a no and waited for you to text him back. It was pretty fast as usual.

Y/N at 4:27 PM

let’s go to that new café they just opened!!! i heard it’s good!!

He thought for a moment.

KyKy at 4:28 PM

Meet me there or do I pick you up?

His leg bounced a bit as he read.

Y/N at 4:50 PM

pick me up :) ur car is nicer than mine

And with that, he got his keys and headed out to his car. Soon arriving at your parents house, he watches you wave. “Hey Ky! I missed you!” You say, getting in. “It’s only been a week.” He says and smiles as you hug him. Your hair smelled so pretty, whatever perfume you had made his head feel funny. You two update each other on anything new as he drives to the café. “I never liked her. She was too touchy.” He comments as you tell him about a friend you had recently dropped. Sighing, you nod. “I know…especially since she liked you.” You watch his face scrunch up in disgust. “God no. She’s not my type, I don’t like girls that have no boundaries.” Kyle taps on the steering wheel as he spoke. “Plus, I already like someone else…” he knew he was risking it by saying that. Your eyes widen and you turn to face him. “What? Kyle, why have you not told me anything? Who is she? Do I know her?” Your questions spit out like rapid fire. He chuckles a bit and shakes his head. “You would be surprised. I’m not telling you though.” He says and pulls into a parking spot. You whine and act like a child so that he would give in but this time, he didn’t. “Knowing you, you’ll probably figure it out anyways.”

Now what Kyle didn’t know is that you already knew it was you and that you had always been head over heels for him. Was he going to figure it out? As smart as Kyle is, no. The boy was oblivious to any remark you made about him that had a slight flirtatious tone to it. Sometimes it made you angry that he didn’t notice. Like right now, he was ordering for you and him but he doesn’t even say anything or react when you hold his arm. “Can we get those muffins? The chocolate ones…” you say shyly, pointing them out. Without leaving time for you to even blink, he orders them too. Kyle pays as he usually does and leads you to one of the small tables for two. “Here’s yours.” He says as he hands you your muffin. Nodding in thanks your hands find his, stopping him from opening his own. “Let’s wait till the drinks are done. If they’re ass them we have a little back up.” You joke, making him smile. His dimples creasing into his skin all the while making your head spin. “Also, I figured out who she is.” You say, pulling your hands away just as you feel them start to sweat from nervousness. You watch as Kyle’s face and demeanor turn a bit serious and guarded. “Did you know? Enlighten me.” On the inside, he was freaking out but all his face was showing was skepticism. Just then, his name is called to get the drinks. Sighing and telling you to “hold on”, he walks over.

Your mind was racing as you thought about what to say. Do you say “it’s me” or do you say some other chicks name. Kyle comes back with the drinks and sets them down, not giving you enough time to fully think. “It’s me.” You blurt out, both of you staying motionless. Kyle clears his throat and finally takes a sip of his drink. The taste blooms over his tongue, making him blink a few times. Another minute passes by filled with silence from you two but also the sound of others talking and drinks being made. “Yeah it is.” He admits, looking everywhere but at you. You smile widely and let out a giggle. “Really? I guessed right?” You ask, sipping on your own drink. Kyle nods but stays silent, taking a piece of his muffin and popping it into his mouth. You call out his name and he finally looks up. “Why did it take you this long to tell me. I’ve been waiting for you this whole time.” You say and lean in, kissing his cheek. For a moment, he short circuits and looks at you in bewilderment. “W-what? You mean…wait you mean you knew this whole time?” He watches you nod and giggle more. “And you like me..?” Kyle’s face breaks into a glorious smile and takes your hands in his. “Yeah…since forever. But I also knew because your friends ratted you out two weeks ago. To my understanding, you’ve liked me for years.” Kyle laughs a little and nods. “Of course they did…it’s true though. I remember in 10th grade I realized how much I wanted to kiss you. It was first period and that day you had done a bun and had a few butterfly clips in it. I’ll never forget.” He says and watches you blush as he spoke. “My drink is really good by the way, wanna try?” He asks and pushes his drink to you. You laugh at the way he changed the changed the subject but sipped anyways. “That really is good.” You say and smile at him.

Ditching the café, you two head to the park that was not far from there. The whole time Kyle was listening to you talk about anything and everything. Walking around the park, you two stopped and just stared at each other. “You’re so pretty.” He says and caresses your cheek, making you lean into his touch. “Yeah? You too.” You mumble and cup his cheeks, leaning in and pressing a quick kiss on his soft lips. Kyle smiles at the compliment and this time kisses you fully, making sure you felt everything he was feeling. The kiss made you feel like you were floating in a soft and sweet smelling cloud. Pulling away, he gently kisses your forehead. “David is throwing a party tonight…wanna come with me, baby?” The petname slips out but it felt normal to you both. “Yeah, I’ll go. I’ll stay sober though because you know I don’t really care for frat parties.” You giggle and feel his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close. “Yeah, I know.” He mumbles onto your shoulder. Soon it was time for you both to head home and get ready so he drops you off and drives home. He was absolutely ecstatic about how well things went today. He showers and changes, doing his hair as he normally would. After driving back to your place and going to the party, he stays close to you. He texts you when he’s in front of your house, excited to see you. Kyle stands at your door and smiles when you open it. “Gorgeous…look at my gorgeous girl.” He says and kisses your cheek. Blushing and shaking your head, you hug him. “You look handsome, yourself. Smell good too.” You giggle and get the car with him.

At the party, you two head over to your friend group. “Hey Kyle! I haven’t seen you in a minute!” Jason, a mutual childhood friend, pats him on the back. “Hey man, I know. I’ve been too busy.” He laughs and they get to talking. You went to go get you and him drinks, heading over to the kitchen. “Damn, baby…” you hear a familiar voice say. Turning to face one of Kyle’s friend, you wave a little. “Oh hey, Matt…where’s Norma?” You ask while choosing to ignore the way he ate your body up with his eyes. You knew how Matt was and you also knew Kyle was stupid to still be friends with him. “Who? Yeah, I don’t recall whoever that is.” Matt walks closer to you, you could smell the alcohol in his breath. “Anyways, you look hot. I don’t think Kyle would mind if I just took a little bite…” he mumbles and leans into you, trying to kiss you. Pushing him away, you shake your head. “Don’t do that. No wonder Norma left you.” You say and grab your cups, starting to walk away before he grabs your arm. “Oh cmon, don’t be like that sweetheart.” Matt says and tries to kiss you again. Before you could turn you head, he does so. Your eyes widen as you feel his hands grip your waist and ass, hearing him groan into the kiss. Your body was frozen, not knowing what to do. Calling Kyle in your mind was all you could think of. You wanted him to save you from these advances. Tears fill your eyes and Matt pulls away, smiling at you. “Oh what? You didn’t like my kiss? I know you did actually, you’re just like the rest of them.” He smacks your ass before walking away, smirking.

You unfroze as you watch him walk away, crying more but staying silent. Practically running, you burst out the front door, breathing hard in panic. All you were saying was Kyle’s name, looking around frantically for his car. “Y/n! Hey why did you- Y/n? Hey, what’s wrong?” You could barely hear what he was saying, your eyes unfocused as he held your face. “I’m here. See? I’m right here, just breath slower for me okay?” His voice slowly filters through your brain and you start to finally calm down, still crying. Kyle just holds you, telling you that he was with you and that he loved you so much. He didn’t know what was wrong but regardless, he wanted you to know that he was there. Through your broken sentences, he gathers what had happened. Kyle’s heart broke, understanding now why you were sobbing in his arms. He decides that you needed him more than that bastard needed his ass beat, taking you to the car. “Let’s go home baby. Your house okay? You’re okay, I’m right here…” he says in a quiet voice, helping you in. Kyle holds your hand as he drives, caressing it as you stop crying. The ride was silent, you just staring out the window while in your own head.

Kyle walks you to your bedroom and stands outside, waiting for you to change. “Kyle..?” You say and pull him inside your room, not wanting to be alone again. “Are you sure? I’ll turn around.” He says and does so, feeling you wrap your arms around him. “No…just help.” You mumble and close your eyes, feeling his gentle hands undress you. Kyle wraps a blanket around you before getting some pajamas for you. Dressing you, he gently kisses your forehead. “Better? Let’s take off the makeup okay?” He says and gently wipes your fresh tears away. Kyle helped you take off your makeup with minimal guidance, then laying you down. He changes his clothes too and lays with you. He always had some extra clothes here just in case, just like when you were little. “I’m sorry…” you mumble into his chest, silently crying again. “Hey, no. This was not your fault…none of this was.” He says and looks into your tear filled eyes. “I don’t care what about happened because I know that you wouldn’t do that to me. Just like how I wouldn’t do that to you. From now on, you’re not going to see that asshole, okay? I’ll make sure of it.” His fingers wipe your tears again before kissing your face all over. “I love you. I know it’s so soon but I really do.” He says, holding you impossibly closer.

His heart ached as you silently nod. “Love you too…” you whisper, sniffing as you finally relax. Though upset, he didn’t let you know how much it hurt to see you like this. “Let’s sleep okay? I’ll skip school tomorrow.” He says and feels you sit up in panic. “Kyle no, you need to study and stuff. This is just me being stupid.” You spoke fast, breathing hard again before feeling his hands being you back down to him. “No baby, I’m staying.” Kyle smiles softly at you and gently caresses your skin. “I want to stay with you.” His voice was now quiet and soft. “Just sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.” Watching you nod, he smiles more. The blankets felt more soft than usual to you, making you fall asleep quickly. “I’ll always be here to wipe your tears…even when I have my own.” Kyle says quietly as he watches you sleep.