underneath the moonlight - moonknight x reader

Part 2

Steven's POV

"Oh my gosh..." My mind is racing, will this retched curse ever stop? I breath heavily as I assess my surroundings.

"...I was just in my bed and now I'm outside in the rain. Why does this keep happening to me??"

Another startling awakening, at least this time I'm not far from home. Lucky enough, I'm right outside of my flat but now i'm all wet and I am...surrounded by bodies...

"this can't be real..." I muttered under my breath.

I thought to myself, did I do this? No. I would never do something like this, I have no idea who any of these men are. I continue to look at all the bodies that surrounded me, they are not all men. There was a woman lying on the ground, soaked with rain and covered in small injuries. I could see a stream of blood flowing from her mouth dripping down the side of her face onto the concrete.

I just stood there like an idiot in shock... Did I hurt this woman? I looked down at my hands, there was blood on them. No...no no no please no.

I meekly began to walk towards the woman, I could see that she was breathing. I knelt down next to her and checked her pulse. Although I was very shaken up and quite scared, I couldn't help but notice that she was quite beautiful. She looked like a wounded angel, I couldn't just leave her out here in the rain. I needed to flee the scene as soon as possible before anyone noticed me here surrounded by bodies with blood on my hands. After a quick contemplation, I decided I was going to take her inside of my flat until she was conscious. I should've taken her to a hospital but I still had no idea what just happened or who she was or if I was the one who caused her injuries.

"Okay...ok we're doing this..." I tried to work myself up before removing her from the place that she lie.

I very carefully and gently picked her up off of the floor in a bridal position. Her head dropped backwards and I tried to cradle it better. I made my way inside of the building as quickly as I could, we were both soaking wet. I made my way into the elevator and pushed the button for my floor. She really was beautiful but she was a complete stranger and I was now bringing her into my home. She's going to think I'm insane when she wakes up, my room is filled with red flags including the ankle restraints on my bed.

I struggle to open the door to my flat out and finally opened the door. I put the mystery woman onto my bed, I don't care if my bed gets all wet. It's not like I sleep in it anyway. I grabbed a towel and tried to dry her face off while cleaning off the blood. Her lip was cut pretty badly and she had a black eye. She had long dark eyelashes and cute little freckles on her nose. I smiled to myself before realizing how creepy I was being and quickly walked away. I sat down at my desk chair and took a deep heavy breath. I looked over at my beloved pet goldfish and gave it a broken smile.

"Rough night tonight..." I said. I laid the towel over myself like a blanket. I closed my eyes and much to my surprise, I began to fall asleep.

Y/N POV

My mind began to awaken but my eyes remained closed. I am in so much pain, my body is sore and my lip is pulsating. I must be really out of it because the hard concrete somehow now feels like a soft comfortable mattress. It feels too good to be true. I use every bit of strength that I have to force my eyes open. I must be dreaming or hallucinating or something because I am definitely not outside anymore. I try very hardly to remember the last thing that happened and all I can remember is that one man looking at me before I went unconscious. Maybe I've been kidnapped? That would suck.

I can see that it is now the morning as the sun is beaming through a window. I am lying in a bed that is surrounded by... Sand? It looks like I'm in a small disheveled messy apartment??? I am so confused. It is still very hard for me to move and I'm not even gonna try to stand up right now but I continue to look around this apartment in confusion. I see lots of books on Egypt and random knickknacks. My eyes wander around the room, there's a fish tank with one singular goldfish in it and I think the goldfish only has one fin? Wait a minute... I think there's somebody else in here.

I can see a man sleeping in a chair... He looks very familiar. My breathing begins to quicken with panic. I need to leave... Right now. I try to sit up, every movement sends excruciating pain throughout my body. I whimper in uncomfort but push through the pain. I have no idea who this man is but he could be dangerous so I cannot stick around. Especially since people are after me... oh no. The scarab. I scramble through the pockets of my damp clothing, it's not there.

"Oh no...this is not good." I whispered. I revel in the frustration and anger for a moment before redirecting my efforts into getting out of this apartment. I quickly get out of the bed and stand up, unfortunately I was a little too quick and my legs gave out. I stepped on the sand surrounding the bed before crashing down onto the ground causing a very loud noise. I groaned in pain.

The man immediately woke up at the sound of me hitting the floor and began to scream. He stood up quickly from his chair in a panic while screaming like a little girl. He stopped screaming and looked at me and I tried to bring myself up from the floor. He quickly began to rush towards me but I had no idea what his intentions were so I pulled out my pocket knife and pointed it towards him. I sat up and scooted backwards towards the wall.

"DONT come anywhere near me!!" I yelled out while still experiencing intense pain. "Who are you? Where am I?"

He put his hands up in the air. "I didn't mean to startle you!! My name is Steven with a V and you were unconscious outside of my f-flat last night so I took you inside cus i-it was raining and I didn't know what to do...please don't hurt me." He whimpered. "Who..might I ask..are you?"

"Did you take the scarab?" I said not letting my guard down, I learned the hard way that I cannot trust anybody. I completely dismissed his question asking who I was.

"The what? Scarab? No I-I don't really know w-what you're taking about if I'm honest. Could you, maybe, put down the knife?? Sorry it's makin me nervous..."

I lowered the knife down but still kept it clutched in my hand. The more I look at this guy, the more familiar he looks to me. I feel like I've seen him before, but I don't remember where and I feel like he wasn't British so maybe I'm thinking of someone else.

"Steven...who are you Steven? Why are there ankle restraints and sand around your bed." I said adjusting my sitting position, still backed to the wall.

"I have a sleeping disorder, so s-sometimes I sleepwalk and um I work at the National Art Gallery in the gift shop.." He was taking small steps towards me. "Listen... I don't know who you are or h-how you ended up unconscious outside of my flat but I promise you I'm not a bad person. You can trust me..." He could see I was nervous.

I looked him in the eyes, he had sweet eyes. He seemed genuine but like I said I can't trust anyone. "I don't trust anyone..."

He looked at me softly and extended his hand. I maintained eye contact and stupidly decided to accept his gesture. I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up from the ground. I stood up and immediately lost my balance due to aching legs and fatigue. I grabbed his arms and he caught me. I gasped as a response, I saw his expression went from soft to concerned.

"Oh my...a-are you ok?? Please sit down.."

He sat me down on the bed and sat down next to me. He held my hand softly and I looked down at his hand. He was very sweet and I appreciate him not leaving me out in the rain. I looked him in the eye and gave him a small smile. He smiled back still worried for me.

"My name is y/n."

"Nice to meet you y/n, I'm Steven." he laughed nervously. I couldn't help but smile.

I must admit that this Steven character was not only sweet but he was also quite handsome. I found myself staring into his eyes before quickly realizing and looking away. He seemed troubled, it's hard to explain but I can tell that he was going through something. So was I...maybe we could help each other.

What am I thinking?? He's still a random stranger and I have things to do. I need to get that scarab back. As soon as I regain my strength, I am leaving and getting back that scarab. I wonder where it is...all those men were killed as far as I know and I seriously don't think Steven took it. But again, I can't trust anyone.

Wait a minute. I start to remember the events of last night, how did I get out of there alive? Who took out all of those men? The only man I saw was.... Steven. Did Steven kill those men?