Weak Hero One Shots/Short Stories

☁️ An Unknowing Save {2} Wolf Keum x Fem Reader

"Hmm," I brought my finger to my chin as I stared at the chips on the shelf, at a local convenience store. I grabbed a bag of DirtyToes. (sorry can't use name brands) "Perfect!"

As I walked out of the isle smiling at the bag of chips and thinking about devouring them, I bumped into someone.

"Watch where you're fucking going," a familiar voice said harshly.

I looked up and saw a face that I don't recognize, scowling at me. Huh, why is his voice so familiar. "My bad."

"Yeah, it is," he grumbled and walked off.

I heard a soft chuckle behind me. "You're such a klutz."

I turned around as I spoke, ready for a fight. "And who the hell are y-"

I was met with grey eyes. Oh shit. He was the familiar voice, not that other guy.

"Watch your tone," he growled.

"Pierce?" I backed up.

"In the flesh," he grinned. What is this bastard doing here?

"Why are you here?"

"It's a store. I'm allowed to be here, but I'm not here to buy anything," he leaned down. "I'm here for you."

"So you're following me?"

"Oops," he mockingly laughed. "Guess you caught me."

"Yeah, alright," I turned around and quickly walked to the counter. Checking out and glancing back at Pierce, who was creepily watching me from the shadows of an isle. Psycho.

I walked out of the store and unsurprisingly he was following behind me. I frantically looked around the parking lot and then I saw a guy on a motorcycle, with a helmet on. Please help me and not be some psycho.

I turned around to see that Pierce was almost right behind me. Man, he scared the shit out of me. I turned and ran for the guy on the motorcycle.

"Hey," I said, making him look up from his phone at me. "I need help, please."

He only stared at me and then looked over my shoulder at Pierce. I turned around to see Pierce with a wicked grin and mischievous eyes. Then I looked at the guy in front of me. Of-fucking-course.

"Sorry, pretty lady," the guy chuckles. "I can't do that."

"Yeah, I kinda figured that out already."

As I tried to back away the guy grabbed my arm. I yelled for help and then heard a dull thud, almost as if someone had been hit. The guy who grabbed me and I both turned to see Pierce's face being smashed into a wall and his body dropping to the pavement with a much louder thud. A boy with purple hair standing over him. Is that who I think it is?

The guy turned to me with a glare and I smiled, brightly. Yes, it is. The boy who had me by the arm tugged at my arm and tried to pull me into him. I turned to punch him in the face by instinct, only for my fist to collide with his helmet. Pain spiraled from my knuckles up my arm and I cursed under my breath.

"Now would be a good time to help me!" I shouted to my grumpy savior. He groaned and stumbled over to us. The guy actually got a good look of him and began to shake and then let me go. He immediately kicked up the kickstand on his bike and started it, driving away.

I grinned and turned around, only to find Wolf glaring down at me. He smelled heavily of alcohol and his words were slurred. "How many times do I have to save you before you learn your lesson?"

"Hey," I crossed my arms. "This is only your second time helping me!"

"I shouldn't have even had to do it once. Besides I'm not actually helping you. I only hurt those first guys that night, because I didn't like the way they were looking at me; and I hit this guy just now, because I had some unsettled business with him."