Birthday Request Event - 2024

Gift 32 - Smoker x afab!reader

Gift Details ♥
Reader Style: afab
Character: Smoker
Vibe: SFW Yandere
AU: Modern AU
Prompt: Roughed Up 

Summary: Coming to terms with the idea that someone sent an assassin to kill you in your own home is hard enough. Having him call you perfect is a completely different problem.

Content Notes: A last name is provided for the reader in the story for narrative purposes.

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

You ran hard for as long as you could, until your lungs burned and your feet ached. Your legs are wobbly as you continue to walk, forcing one foot in front of the other. Your heart is a drum line in your chest, and it's almost nothing to do with the mad dash you just finished.

Someone tried to kill you.

You could hardly even know why. Maybe it was something your parents had gotten involved in? Maybe you knew the wrong kind of people? Maybe someone thought you knew something when you didn't. There wasn't anything you could think of that would spur someone to come for your life like that.

With an assassin? You?

But you couldn't dwell on it too much. You didn't have shoes on, and your socks were tattered and soaked. You were in jogging shorts and a tank top, because you'd just been lounging around and nearly ready to go to bed for the night when he'd arrived.

One minute it was just you, the next it was you and him.

Dumb luck alone had allowed you to escape, you weren't arrogant enough to think differently. He was probably cursing himself for letting you even see him at this point, but no matter how much you checked, you couldn't see anyone following you.

That shock-white hair of his would certainly stand out enough, even at night.

You needed to find a marine, or a hospital. Even just a business that was open right now so someone could call emergency services for you. Going to a hospital seemed like a risk, but you could file a report while you were there, and maybe, hopefully, someone would be willing to listen to you, and able to help.

Your luck held out and you stumbled into a diner. The late-shift cashier took one look at you and offered you a place to sit, and a warm cup of cocoa. She had the local marines on the phone and had someone come get you.

You told your wild tale to the young pink-haired marine that had come to pick you up, and he seemed to take you seriously. He was going to take you to the hospital and send someone over to your apartment to verify the break in and the state of your home. He reassured you not to fret, even if everything looked completely normal he wouldn't dismiss your claim - but the more evidence they could find the better.

He let you eat the muffin the night shift cashier had given you while you were sat in the back of his cruiser. When you got to the hospital the staff took you in and officer Koby stayed with you. You talked about the event for a second time while he tightened up his notes as the nurses looked you over.

Koby stepped out and had a few conversations on a snail radio, but then he'd come back in and fill you in. Your apartment was, unfortunately, ransacked. While this lent weight to your claims, it was hard to say what the person was actually there for - you or something in the apartment itself.

"My Captain is going to be here in a few minutes, and he's going to ask you some more questions. He's seen your apartment, and taken some pictures, so he'll have more pointed questions for you." He explains, a reassuring smile on his face. You're becoming more and more grateful for Koby. With everything else it's nice to have someone be so reassuring like this.