"For the royalty, two burgers, and two slurpees, " the chief of police, Jim Hopper, grunts as he swings open the door. Alexei and I crane our heads, looking up from Looney Tunes. "Thanks, " I say quickly, Alexei smiles at me and starts to drink his Slurpee. His eyes widen significantly and he spits the Slurpee in surprise. What is it? Poisoned? I think, and take a sip of the slurpee. "Oh god, that's awful," I groan before stopping myself from saying anything further. "What? What is it now 'Oh holy ones'? What else could you possibly want?" Hopper yells, face as red as a tomato, eyes twitching. "На вкус это похоже на дерьмовую клубнику!" Alexei growls, pointing at Hopper. "Murray," Hopper demands. "He said: This tastes like shit strawberry."
"Tell him I don't care." Murray translates what Hopper said. Alexei responds with: "Нет вишневой слюны, нет сделки. И для нее тоже." Murray translates again, " He says: No cherry slurpee, no deal, and for her too." Hopper turns to me with such a putrid stare that I think I might disappear on the spot. "You..." He says. "You're siding with the enemy? You're working with this bastard?" Hopper continues and suddenly grabs my shoulders. My face drains of colour as I look into Hopper's bloodshot eyes. They look drunk with rage and I cringe, standing there. Lightning fast, Alexei stands up, and out of the corner of my eye, I see him punch Hopper. I feel as if I've forgotten how to breathe. Alexei grabs me in turn and pushes me out of Hopper's warpath. Hopper quickly recovers, unfazed by a bloody nose. Hopper throws Alexei down and continues advancing. My mouth gapes like a fish and I quickly pull myself together, just to see Hopper throw Alexei out of the front door, onto the pavement. I cringe in the corner watching. "I know guys like him, he'll come crawling back," Hopper says after a moment of silence. Anger rushes in, and I muster to face Hopper. "How could you do that?" I yell aghast and rush out the door. I almost trip over myself trying to open the door. Sweaty palms slipping on the knob I fumble to quickly help Alexei.
"That was too much Hopper," I hear Joyce say from inside. The sunlight blinds me, and as soon as they adjust, my eyes travel to Alexei. "Alexei... " I say, my eyes watering. His glasses are scattered a few feet away, I pick them up and hand them to him. My eyes connect with his, and I sympathize with him. Alexei sits on the concrete, his shirt ripped slightly and covered in swaths of dirt. His arms and face are scraped from the concrete, bleeding slightly. I carefully sit down next to him, folding my legs underneath themselves. I take a tissue out of my pocket and wipe his face slightly. "Alexei, I'm so sorry, that never should have happened. Izvinite," I say solemnly. My eyes connect with his big soft brown eyes. He stood up for me... "Y/n..." He says brushing my hair out of my face and wiping my tears off. I carefully take his strong chin in my hands and touch my forehead into his. I can feel his hot breath on my cheek "Izvinite Alexei," I say. I break contact blush and hide my face by hugging him. After a moment, he asks "Okay?..."
"Yes, I'm okay. Thank you." I sniffle. He hugs me tightly and rubs my back. I give him the key for the handcuffs out of my pocket and nod. He fumbles them off, and he helps me stand up. "Will you please go in with me?" I ask and step towards the door. Alexei lowers his head and I open the door. Joyce, Hopper and Murray all stand there watching us. "Я здесь только из-за нее" Alexei says. Murray nods. "Murray, will you tell Alexei to please come with me so I can help him clean up?"
"Я здесь только из-за нее," Murray translates. Alexei nods at me and follows me to the living room. I have him sit down on the couch "Wait." I say holding my hand up. I go to the bathroom and wet a cloth with warm water, grab an extra cloth, some rubbing alcohol/ disinfectant, and bandages. I return to see Alexei anxiously waiting for me. I make eye contact briefly and sit beside him. I start by carefully wiping his face with the warm cloth, to get the dirt off. He groans softly and I say "Sorry" instinctively. I move the towel to his face and carefully put it on his cheek. I lock eye contact with him. It feels like my heart's going to implode in my chest. I put my other hand down on the couch to steady myself and slowly wipe his face free of dirt. Alexe's eyes are like a deep warm golden brown, filled with softness and care. His gaze is soft and he takes slow steady breaths. I blush at our closeness. Leaning closer towards his broad muscled chest, I inhale his cologne. My delicate fingers shake slightly as I wipe his forehead free of dirt, carefully and softly. I reach my other hand up and touch his neck. I move the cloth down and wipe under his chin and at his collarbone. I want nothing more than to lean into his lips and kiss him. Instead, I focus on cleaning off the dirt carefully. Once I finish, I take the isopropyl alcohol and the other rag and start disinfecting the cuts and scrapes. "I'm sorry, this is going to hurt," I say, but I can't really prepare him. He grunts, trying to cover up the pain as I quickly disinfect the wounds. I finish by bandaging his arm and placing a couple of bandaids on the big scrapes. He looks at me gratefully, and I smile slightly in return.
Hopper certainly did a number on him.
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Alexei X F! Reader (Stranger Things)
RomanceA sweet and romantic fluff (SFW) story where you (the female protagonist reader,) meet Alexei, and play through the Stranger Things 3 script, with a few additions and changes. But dont worry, there's a little twist at the end :)
