𝑼𝒏𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 [Female Slashers x Mute Female Reader]

✟ 𝑨 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 ✟

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Y/n was trying to patch the two up after their big scuffle. She placed bandages over some of their scratches unaware of their healing factor. They still allowed her to do so as they enjoyed being taken care of by her.

Y/n gave both of them a thumbs up, admiring her hard work.

Fredda: Thanks Y/n~

Giving her a flirty wink. The brunette was fuming, wanting Y/n's attention solely to herself. Fredda proceeded to get a bit too comfy with Y/n, crawling into her lap, as she ran her fingers up her chin. Jackie quickly scooped Y/n up, placing her into her own lap, and guarding her as if she were that of a guard dog.

Y/n could already feel the tension building up but before anything could arise, there was a voice coming from downstairs.

Pamela: Jackie dear! Are you in here?

Jackie instantly shot up, still carrying Y/n in her arms.

Fredda: Hey, put her down you brute!

Ignoring her warning, she sprinted out of the room with Y/n in her arms. Looking over the ledge, Jackie jumped in excitement at the sight of her mother.

Pamela: Ah there you are dear. Oh, and you must be the sweet girl you my Jackie were talking so fondly about!

Jackie's face was flushed and Y/n could tell she was embarrassed. The brunette put on her mask again and descended the stairs with her bride in her hold. She showed her off to her mother, Y/n getting a little embarrassed to be examined and held like this.

Y/n: (You can let go of me now)

She signed whilst chuckling. Jackie gently let her onto the ground and now Pamela and Y/n were face to face.

Pamela looked intently into her eyes, just like Jackie does.

Pamela: Gosh you are pretty dearie.

Y/n giggled signing,

Y/n: (Thank you, Miss)

Pamela: Oh and respectful! Jackie my dear you have my full blessing!

Jackie shot up and began hiding her face, placing her hands on her mask as if the mask didn't already cover it. 

They were interrupted by some loud rummaging. 

Fredda: God, there's only one left? Why would they even leave the empty bottles in here?

She took out a cold Heineken, reveling at the sight of the frosty fresh drink. Pamela quickly snatched it away, Fredda groaning out of annoyance. 

Fredda: Oh my god! What do you want old woman?!

Jackie was already ready to take her head off, only to be stopped by the desperate tugs of Y/n. 

Pamela: My word, you've honestly got quite the mouth! 

Fredda: Piss off hag.