alpha betas (x reader) one-shots

✦ delirious ─ training

H2ODelirious
Training

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━━━ requested by @HollieLawrance

── AU ── GTA
── she/they pronouns
── romantic

"Men, we have a recruit." Vanoss announced, watching as the group members almost simultaneously stopped on what they were doing to turn to the leader figure. The males around the large living room began wondering on who the new recruit could be. Delirious was only half interested on the current topic, maybe it's that wanted runaway?

"I expect you to treat them nicely," Was all the Canasian said before turning his head up the stairs, mentioning the recruit to show themselves which you reluctantly did. Walking down the steps carefully as to not trip, you stood beside your now supposed leader.

"This is (Y/n)." He said for you and you only scanned the living room. "We'll be training tomorrow. again, treat her nicely." What a gentleman!

Turning around to exit the room, Vanoss left and you received quite a few stares (not disrespectful or lustful ones), some greetings, a huge "welcome to the team" and an introduction on who they were.

"Well, as you heard... my name is (Y/n)." You spoke after a few moments of silence before adjusting the mask on your face.

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An abandoned warehouse as a training area? Fucking lit.

Vanoss unlocked the doors and opened it before walking in, the rest of us following. "Now go train whatever you're lacking, I need to attend something." Tossing the keys to Moo, who caught it with ease, the owl man proceeded to take his leave.

I am lacking in the physical combat department... Sighing, you wondered on where or what that would be in the heck of a warehouse.

"...Hey," a slightly muffled voice said behind you causing you to flinch before turning around, only to see Delirious. "Sorry about startling you." he apologized with a slight laugh in his words.

You couldn't help but smile at his laugh, "It's alright." you eyed the whole inside of the building again.

The man who practically lives up to his name notices the both of you chattering. "Hey, flirt some other time, lovebirds!" Yelled Terroriser.

"So, training?"

"Yep, trains- Training..."

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It's been a few weeks (perhaps even months) since you've trained with the others, mostly with Delirious. The two of you have become close friends, he was a pretty tough guy. His words of how to do certain maneuvers didn't quite make sense sometimes, but that's alright. Over the past few weeks however, you've caught feelings for the masked American. You didn't know when exactly, it just happened. An attempt of ignoring the feelings of nervousness and euphoria whenever you were around him clearly didn't work. So here you were, sat on a training mat. Droidd had found a pillow somewhere and threw it at you once he saw you moping, so you half sarcastically thanked him before using the pillow to muffle your shower thoughts you're saying aloud.

"What's up?" a familiar muffled voice started, and you screamed into the pillow making him let out a confused giggle.

Removing the cushion from your face, you place it on your lap before trying to sit up properly. "I'm in pain." From those words, Delirious instantly turned concerned.

Sitting down beside you to your left, he gently grabbed your left arm and began examining it. "Oh, no! What happened?" Moving onto your other arm, your eyes watching his scanning over your skin. It was impossible to not pay attention to your heart, thinking and panicking about the fact that his skin is brushing against yours... No - What the hell, did he just hold your hand?

Coming back to your senses, you retract your arm away from him, playing patting the top of his head. "I'm fine."

Heaving a somewhat relieved exhale, he scratched the back of his neck prior to wondering: "Are you actually in pain, though?"

"Alright, I'm in a feminine body, correct?" A small grin formed underneath your signature dark face mask, aware of what reaction you're going to receive from him. He raises his hand, about to fold his fingers to possible thumbs up, but then the action falters, seemingly realizing what you're trying to say. Dismissively waving your hands, you held back a snort. "No, no! I'm joking."

"Well, are you even actually in immense pain, huh, (Y/n)?"

Silence. An awkward, almost uncomfortable pause surrounded the both of you. Even with the other people training in the background - their faint grunting when punching or kicking a dummy with all their might, the distant yells to each other... Why'd you take so long to process such question? Oh, that's right. Here it goes, I guess.

"Yeah?..." You weekly answered, cringing at your tone, averting your gaze to anywhere else but the raven haired male beside your figure.

"Really?..." Quietly replied Delirious, seeing him fiddle with his hoodie strings from the corner of you eye. "Um, if I was your boyfriend, I'd take care of you whenever you're in pain..."

Heat immediately rushed to your face after taking in what he said.