Various x FtM! & Non-Binary! readers (Oneshots)

Nightmares | Marvin x FtM reader

(TW('s): Abuse, Dysphoria, hints of PTSD)

Y/N's POV
I wake up in someone else's bed and I can tell breakfast was being cooked in the kitchen. The smell nauseated me a little. I think I know why, because I feel something wet between my legs. I lift the cover and see blood on my pants. Immediately, I feel dysphoric. Luckily there was nothing on the sheets. I get out of bed carefully.
This is when I remember that I'm in a room that I don't recognize, so look towards the other side of the bed only to see disturbed covers. Glancing around the room I see a birchwood dresser with a vanity, some bookshelves that were almost bare with a couple books scattered here and there on the shelf. The room seems oddly familiar, like I've been here before, but. . . I can't place my fingers on where I know it from. Maybe a TV show? Maybe a friend's room? I dismiss the questions forming in my mind. A sense of deja vu fogged my mind. I walk in the bathroom to use that bathroom.
Flushing the toilet, a man's voice called from the kitchen, "Is that you, Y/N? Get down here, you lazy bum! It's almost 11 fucking o'clock. Breakfast is almost done!"
No.
It's not him.
It CANNOT be him.
I thought he was gone for good.
Shit.
What the hell was happening?!?
I wash my hands and open the bathroom door. I proceed through the hallway.
"Y/N!" the voice called again.
I walk through the living room and see furniture I knew all too well. I know whose house this is. Scratch that. Was. It was mine. I walk into the kitchen and the man I never wanted to see again is looking at me with angry eyes. My ex-boyfriend, Jack from 10 years ago (A/N: why are almost all Jacks complete dickheads?).
"What the goddamn hell were you doing still asleep?" he asked.
"You know I had to work late all week! This is my first day off in a while." I answered.
"And you know that I like you to get up around the same time I do so I have someone to talk to" he runs his hand through his curly brown hair. I learned during our couple years of dating that it was a habit when he was frustrated.
"Sorry, babe. . ." I tell him as I head over to our coffee maker.
His face somewhat softens, but I can tell my apology didn't do much to his mood. "You know what? It's okay. Can I have my morning kiss?" he asks. I walk over and give him a kiss. "Better." he say
"Good." I give a Jack a small smile
"Hey, why don't you eat breakfast?"
I still feel a little nauseous so I say, "I don't feel like eating breakfast today. . ."
"What the hell do you mean?"
"I just don't feel good!"
"So, I make breakfast for you and you don't wanna fucking eat it?!" He slaps me. Hard.

I wake up to realize it was all a dream before breaking down into tears of relief. I've had these dreams before, but they've never got as far as me realizing that I was back with Jack. I've always woken up. But I saw him today when Marv and I went to the store. We avoided him at all costs, but it was still a little bit scary.
"Y/N?" Marvin asked.
He must've realized I was crying because he immediately pulled me into a hug, which made me frightened until I realized it was him. "Shhh. . . it's okay. I'm here now. What happened, darling?
"Yeah. . . it was just a nightmare." I say as a tear rolls down my cheek. I flinch as he goes to wipe it.
He moves his hand away from my cheek, "Sorry"
"It's okay, hon." I wipe the tear myself
"What was the dream about?" He pulls me closer.
"That I was with Jack again. . . usually wake up before they get worse, but he physically hurt me in this one."
"Do you think it was worse tonight because of the incident at the store?" he ask
"Most definitely." I said.
"It's okay. You're not with him anymore, my love. He's not going to hurt you ever again." he kisses my neck softly. I giggle at the soft touch. Eventually, his kisses made it all the way up to my lips.
I break "I have to work tomorrow!" I chuckled as he pulled me back into another kiss.
He looked at me "You know, I love you, right?"
"Yeah. And I love you." I smile. He holds me until I fall back asleep.

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