warnings: Cat calling? Random men harasses you? I have no idea, a man grabs you too, I do not want to be the cause of anyone's trigger so please either stop reading if you're uncomfortable or continue with caution.
words: 900ish words lol, i tried my best but i am clearly sleep deprived
dedicated to:
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God you hated this. You were just minding your own fucking business, going to the dollar store to get some food to make for dinner with your girlfriend. You even wore a fucking hoodie and baggy sweatpants.
You stuffed your hands into the pockets of the hooded sweatshirt, jingling your keys silently as you walked past the group of men, smoking cigarettes and smirking as you walked past them to get to the door.
"Hey fatass!" One of them yelled, "Give daddy a smooch, will ya?"
A series of whistles followed, and you tried your best to stay calm. You walked into the store, keeping your eyes glued to the stocks of food products that you needed.
Strutting past the whole foods aisle, you reached the cold meats. Picking up a packet of minced chicken, you peeked past your shoulder, only to see the men had walked inside and were now pretending to interact with the sandwich bread.
You had to make your way out of there as fast as you could. Fumbling to reach a can of tomato paste on a top shelf, you were standing on your toes. Out of nowhere, you feel a hand wrapped around your waist and another grabbing the can you were going for. It was a masculine hand, with hair tracing down the arm like fur.
"Here you go, babyroll, " The man's grin was wide, in an eccentric fashion. It didn't matter what you would wear, or how masculine you tried to look. He just proved that there would always be someone there to touch you without your consent. To assault you. He passed the can to your basket with his other hand, brushing past the front of your chest while he did so. It was already disgusting enough.
You pushed his hand away, trying not to invoke him but it made him mad anyway. "Sugar buns! I was just trying to help!" he groaned.
"I don't need help, leave me the fuck alone," you said as calmly as you could, rushing to the counter before he could follow you and talked to the cashier about it.
The guy at the cashier was very open minded about the situation. Taking you to a back room to call or text "Are you okay? Do you have anyone that you could call or text?"
You nodded and texted Wanda immediately.
Wandussy gf 💗
Darling?
Are you there?
Can you pick me up from the store?
There's this group of creepy men following me around
and they're making me uncomfortable
when I told them to stop they won't listen :((
I'm waiting with this sweet cashier
He's also given me a discount for our dinner lol
Oh no !!
Hang in there my love D:
I'm on my way.
You shivered in the backroom. The cold standing air of the room made you more nervous than you were before. Anxiety caught your mind. What if the creepy men came into the backroom? What if they beat up the nice cashier guy? You would be really upset if something happened to nice cashier guy.
"Hey," there was a polite knock on the backroom's door. It was nice cashier guy's voice. "There's this redhead called Wanda here to pick you up? You know them?"
"Yeah," you opened the door, "That's my girlfriend."
You unlocked the door and gave them a thankful smile, reaching into your pocket for some spare change, and finding a good amount, gave it to nice cashier guy.
"Oh," he gasped gratefully, "You didn't have to-"
"Keep it," you closed his palm, "We don't meet a lot of people like you," and gave him a soft smile before meeting your loving girlfriend waiting for you at the counter.
You didn't just find her at the counter, she was pissed. Wanda was pissed at the creep that grabbed your waist, and she did not give a fuck about controling her rage.
"TELL ME YOU DIDN"T FUCKING TOUCH HER, YOU DICK!" She yelled furiously. Her eyes were glowing red as she made the douchebag plead for mercy.
"Wanda!" You called to her, "I'm here! It's okay!"
"Oh god!" She pulled you into her arms, wrapping her palms around your head while she kept you close to her body, "Are you okay?"
You could tell that she was in full panic mode, and seeing the scarlet glow in her eyes fade away, sent a brief wave of comfort over you. "I'm alright," You responded, "Let's go home please."
She hugged you tight and a flash of vermillion encased you both, and the moment you opened your eyes, you both were in your bedroom.
"Sweetie, why did you go out by yourself this late?" The witch hugged you as she inquired about your safety.
"Since today was peitro's... You know.... I just wanted to do something for you to make you feel a bit better. So i wanted to make you some paprikash-"
"My darling, you don't have to make me any food to feel comforted," she cried, holding your face in her hands, "I just need you, I just want to feel you."
You kissed her. Through your shaky breath, you could feel her hand travelling down your face to your neck, pulling you closer to her. "I love you so much," she sighed into the kiss,
"I love you so much, wanda."
And she could feel you as you both sat on your bed, watching corpse bride and eating frozen yoghurt.
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i sincerely apologise for this piece of shit writing, but i hope u liked the descriptions 🤸
ps, this can also be a genderneutral reader but I'm just stupid on how creepy men would hit on masc presenting bitches 💪
