The Hidden Stash

M. O'Hara | Breakfast

REQUESTED by translucentlies
Contains: Top!Reader, Heat!Miguel, handjob, overstimulation, blood, fighting, fisting, mating

Disclaimer: I don't know how mating works so let's pretend that what I wrote is correct
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The light flickers on as you open the refrigerator but the nasty smell of moldy food makes you shut it almost instantly, "Gross..." You mutter and turn towards your milk-less bowl of cereal, "Guess that means I gotta go shopping." With a huff you grab the bowl and find a seat at the table and then stuff your face with cheap, stale Cheerios. After a few bites your stomach recoils and you decide to postpone breakfast, "Yeah... I lost my appetite..." You put your plate away and grab your phone, opening the Notes app and writing down things that you need to buy.

"Milk, cereal..." You look towards the refrigerator, "...a new fridge..." Your body shivers at the phantom smell of what's inside. You look up in the corner of the kitchen and spot a big spiderweb, "and a new house..." With a sigh you check the time and head towards the door. You put on your old shoes and head outside, locking the door behind you before heading down the sidewalk to the nearest Meijer.

It was a nice day for a walk; sunny, little wind, not too warm. Plus it's nice to get your mind off things, a good stress reliever you suppose. The white-noise of the cars driving by is comforting. Not many people take time to enjoy the environment like you do... but that's just cause you don't have a car or any other mode of transportation. Hell even bus fees are a bit too much for your liking. But either way, it's good for you to get the exercise.

Before you know it you've arrived at the store and head inside. It's quiet and not many people are here, the worker that handles the door greets you and you nod at her in acknowledgement before heading towards the dairy isle. You grab a jug of milk and then grab cereal from in another isle, this time not Cheerios. An orange cereal box with a tiger on it catches your eye and you grab that instead.

Since you were feeling a bit down today you decide to get yourself a free cookie from the old ladies that work in the bakery. They hand out freebies to all customers thankfully. You bid them a good day once you grab one from the stand.

After paying, you head back outside and walk home. The groceries in the bag are so heavy that you had to double up the bags before you left so it didn't break open as you walked. Anyway, you were getting bored so you decide to look around. You watched the trees sway in the wind, and you saw a few birds chirping at each other then... is that... well okay- some birds are having sex on an empty bench.

As you're walking, you don't notice the guy in front of you and accidentally bump into him. His hand slips down and grabs your grocery bag and tries to take off, unfortunately your grip was strong and the bag(s) ripped open. The milk gallon splatters on the ground and your free cookie falls down a sewer drain. "WHAT THE FU-" You yell but the male tackles you to the ground, he tries to strangle you but you right hook him and he falls to the ground in pain. As you recover, so does he. You both lunge at each other, he uncovers a knife from his hand and tries to stab you but you block it and fling the knife away. You keep your momentum and shove your elbow into his throat, throwing him to the ground with you on top.

Your legs trap his own and your arm keeps him pinned, your other hand holds his together above his head. "Tell me you ugly fucker, why'd you attack me?" The male struggles against you, he tries to talk but his throat is being crushed by your elbow. You huff and release his neck, "Speak."

He heaves and speaks hoarsely, "I'm just tryna provide for my family!"

You laugh dryly in his face, "You don't even think for a second that maybe you're stealing from someone just as poor as you?! Hell- I am poorer! You're wearing fucking Air Forces!" You move your hand to punching him in the face, he tries to block you but fails. Your fist slams into his face and you hear his nose crack, blood pours out of it. A wide grin makes its way on your face as he screams out in pain.