The walten files x reader oneshots

return to me (brian x reader) part 2

2nd pov
WALTEN FILES SPOILERS AHEAD!
october 16, 1982
10:00 am
you sat in you living room, preparing yourself to watch what was on the camera you found in the forest. you had a bucket on the floor in front of where you were on the couch just in case anything extremely gruesome was shown. your leg bounced anxiously as both sides of your mind fought about whether watching was a bad idea or illegal. there was a possibility of it being nothing but a training video, sexual content, or some kids birthday party. there was also a possibility of it showing what happened to the majority of the walten family and sure, it's be pretty cool to be the one responsible for finding jack, but it would also be terrifying. worst case scenario is finding out that the blood next to the camera was brians.

you picked up the remote and hesitantly turned the video on. it started with someone driving through st. juana's forest. you assumed it was brian recording because of the voice narrating the film. you continued to watch as he completes his duties. you space out for a bit, nothing special happening. you then zone back into the recording as you hear him running through the forest. the film soon ended with who you assumed to be brian yelling, questioning what had been chasing him, then a sound that sounded like crunching.

you turned the television off and placed the bucket in a closet where it used to reside. you stepped into your room, the time now being only 10:04. time seemed to go by much slower while watching what could have been the death of your lover. you sat on your bed, head in your hands as tears formed in your eyes. you debated if you should file a missing person report, which was probably the smartest idea you had since the 11th.

you stood up, wiping your tears from your eyes and cheeks, and started towards your phone in your living room. you called the police and explained the situation. you felt ashamed that you hadn't done this sooner. they informed you that they would send out a search party to look for your lost lover. you sighed in relief as you put down the phone, thankful that other people are searching for him now. you hoped that if they found him, he would be alive and safe.

just then did you realize how out of shape and dirty you were. since the 11th, you had only been thinking of brian's safety and not your own hygiene. you walked into the bathroom n did bathroom stuff like brush your teeth and shower.

after bathroom activities

your mind was able to rest for the first time in the past 5 days. you sat back down on the couch, still uneasy remembering what you'd seen and heard. you lied down on your couch as you decided to nap.

october 17, 1982
(you didn't sleep the rest of the day with the nap i just dunno what else to write abt that day)

you sat in bed reading a book. your focus was soon broken by ringing coming from your living room. you stuck the bookmark in between the pages you were reading, and began towards your phone. you hurriedly picked it up and listened to whoever had called you. a smile formed on your face as the police told you they had found brian and that he was alive with injuries, and informed you he was at the police station. you thanked them for finding him. you quickly jumped into your car and started towards the police station.

you arrived and walked in picking at your fingers nervously. you saw brian standing there with gauze wrapped on various exposed parts of him body. he was accompanied by an officer and a doctor. you jogged towards them happily, holding tears back from forming.

"ah, you're mx. l/n, yes?"
the doctor questioned

"yes, that's me."
you responded with a smile.

"as you likely heard on the call, brian was found with only a few injuries. he had wounds that look like he had been slashed by metal, and a broken arm, along with several other minor things like bruises and splinters. his voice sounded extremely hoarse when he spoke, so we advised him to drink plenty of water and minimize speaking until his throat feels better."
the doctor informed you.

"where was he found?"
you asked the doctor shakily.

"stells was found in st. juanas forest far from the path that led to the bunny smiles storage facility."
the officer interrupted.

brian looked like he wasn't there mentally, looking down at the ground.

"is he okay?"
you asked.

the doctor said that he had just been spacing out. you called him back into reality. he brought his head up, his eyes landing on you happily. he hugged you with his not broken arm, you hugging back. you let your tears fall as you melted in the embrace of your lover. he shook happily in the hug as you sobbed into his shoulder. you pull out of the hug, keeping your hand on his shoulder. he looks at you lovingly with glossy eyes, letting tears roll down his cheeks.

you two stayed at the station until they said it was ok for you two go home. you guys got into your car and began driving to brian's home. you hear brian snoring as you got closer to his house. the car pulls into his driveway and you stop the car, looking at your sleeping lover. you giggle and wake him up, telling him you guys were at his house.

october 25th, 1982

it had been 8 days since brian had been found in st. juana's forest. you were staying with him because you two were too nervous to leave each others sight after what happened. brian explained all he remembered from before he was knocked out, and you gave him the tape you watched. you stayed by each others sides and held hands, literally and figuratively, every step of the way. the others weren't as lucky, though.

A/N
HEYYY I FINISHED!! i hope y'all liked this, it was super fun to write. updates may or may not be slow, idk. i hope your guys year is goin pretty well so far, mine is. i've been hanging out with my friends more and i have a long ass playlist if y'all want it. okok bye bye love yall mwa mwa

yours truly,
jack <3
1032 words without the a/n