Multi-Fandom Imagines

Tobias Eaton x Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend gets protective. 

Warnings: None

Author's Note: I realized I haven't done one for  Four in a while so here. 

I watch the transfers as they line up in front of the targets and they throw knives at them. I had been a trainer at Dauntless for a while now and I had become one of the most respected instructors. I see one of the transfers struggling, I walk over and watch them for a second before I say, "You need to fix your form." 

I move his feet so he's in a more stable position and I step as he throws the knife. Once training is over, I place the knives back on the cark when I hear footsteps approaching I look and see it's the same transfer from earlier. They come to a stop next to me and I hear them say, "Thanks for helping me." 

I simply hum in response before I hear them ask, "Would you maybe like to grab a drink with me?" I'm so surprised I ended up dropping a few of the knives and they hit the floor with a clatter. I look at him with surprise on my face as I ask, "Excuse me?" 

He still maintains his confidence as he says, "You're quite pretty and I'd like it if you would join me for a drink." 

My mind is moving at a million miles an hour but I manage to say, "Thanks for the offer but no." Before I walk out of the training room. 

I walk into my shared apartment and slump against the door. I look up and see my boyfriend Four making his way out of the bedroom with water dripping off him indicating he just got out of the shower. He takes in my slumped form before asking, "How was your day?" 

I let out a huff, and push myself off the door before replying, "Well it was fine up until one of the transfers decided it would be a good idea to ask me out for a drink." 

I brush past Four he grabs my wrist and I look up at his face which is dark. He pulls me into him almost reassuring himself that I was here. I mumble out, "I told him no but still." Four tucks a piece of hair behind my ear before kissing the top of my head and I relax into him. 

During the next few weeks, the transfer keeps trying to ask me out and I keep telling him no. I'm at my wit's end and not sure what to do. It's after one of the transfers graded fights and I'm calculating scores when the same transfer walks up to me I sigh, but before I can say anything else I feel a presence behind me. 

I lean into the muscular chest of Four, and the transfer visibly gulps. I hear Four practically growl out, "Can I help you?" The poor transfer looks like they're about to pee themself but quickly shake their head and retreat across the room. 

  I turn around and see Four smirking at me before cupping my face and kissing me. The kiss is intense and heated. When we pull away Four is still smirking and he inclines his head, I turn to see the transfer sulking by the door and when he sees us looking at him leaves the room. 

Four looks back down at me and says, "I don't think he'll be bothering you anymore." Four slips his hand into mine before saying, "Come on, let's go get some cake." I can't help but laugh as walk out of the training room holding hands.