Chaz x Reader 😋

Spare him

"Yes sir." I nod and grabbed Chaz's wrist and started booking it. I shoved him inside and ran through the doors, hyperventilating to the point of making myself dizzy.

No fucking way that just worked.

I slowly looked up to Chaz who was very obnoxiously celebrating.

I tried to breath steadily before I broke out into a fit of rage that seemingly came from nowhere. "What are you doing!? You almost got shot to death!" I threw out my arms.

"But I didn't~" He continued dancing and cheering.

"You're a fucking idiot, you know! Who lies about something like that to a damn mafia boss!? Do you have a death wish? What in the damn world would posses you to even think of such a moronic idea!?" I continue yelling at him, though I knew it was likely going in one ear and coming out the other.

"Chill, dude." He put his hands up. "It was all in the name of love. Plus, I could find away to get the money later right?" He shrugged. "And we got out of it anyway, where just an unstoppable duo!" He grinned, scooping me off my feet with no warning.

"Wrong. I got you out of that whole mess." I rolled my eyes and tried to break away from him. "Maybe I should have let him kill your dumbass, now that I think about it." I said sarcastically, but I knew there was a bit of truth under it.

"Okay, okay. You're right, I get it. I made a mistake and you helped out." He set me down. "But Don't you see, we can totally use you to our advantage!" He exclaimed.

I scoffed and finally forced myself to be completely calm. "I'm not catching on." I responded to his confusing words while crossing my arms.

"Didn't you see it!?" He asked vaguely. "You're Crimson's weak spot. You think if anyone else got on their knees and told him not to kill me that they would listen?" He pointed out.

My brows softened in thought as he uncovered that idea. For someone not so bright brain wise, that was a good point.

"..I guess it might make sense. He always favored me to Moxxie." I recalled. "But we still can't take our chances. I was playing with fire out there. Our best bet is to try to win back some of his trust and get the hell out of here as soon as his back is turned, got it?" I explained.

"Mhm, nice idea babe." He started walking around, looking through cupboards and boxes. "Hey do you know where your dad keeps any liquor?" He completely changed the conversation.

"Wha- seriously?" I face palmed and followed him. "come here." I grabbed his wrist firmly and lead him out of the kitchen backroom and threw the house, back to our assigned room.

I shut and locked to door behind us and walked straight to him. "Okay. Chaz. Sit down and listen to me." I demanded, pointing to the bed.

"Damn, usually I take lead but sure." He shrugged and flopped on the bed while striking a seductive pose.

"What!? No! Not like that!" I reached to sit him up straight. "Chaz, I'm being serious. You need to learn how to behave around my dad or you will get yourself killed. That's a promise. I won't always be there to save you." I tried to scare him into paying attention to me.

"All right, all right. I'm listening." He sighed making eye contact with me.

"Good." My tense shoulders dropped knowing he might not have as thick of a skull as I thought. "Now, you have no use to him anymore. I think the only reason he didn't kill you was for me." I explained. "You need to make a reason, a benefit for him."