Shows [Reverse Harem x Reader]

Forty-Six

''You are suicidal.''

''Can you shut up, or I will hurt you!''

''You won't get the chance to because my father is going to come and blow your smug head off, and you cannot do anything about it because you are useless like your father''

You smirk, seeing how nervous your kidnapper became at the mention of John Wick.

"You think your father is all that powerful, sorry to break it to you, but he isn't''

''Oh really, is that why your father got angry at you when he discovered what you had done? Is that why he keeps you in a hideout protected by guards?" You say calmly.

You like getting on Iosef's nerves, especially after what he has done to Daisy. The poor dog didn't deserve to die.

Also, you are happy you got ten thousand points.

A distant thud echoes through the hideout. 

Iosef stiffens at the noise.

"What was that?"

You tilt your head, listening. Another thud, closer this time.

Then gunfire. Muffled shouts.

The sound of bodies hitting the floor. 

"That," you say softly,

"Would be the consequence of killing a man’s dog."

Panic flashes across Iosef’s face. He barks orders at his remaining guards, but it’s too late.

The door bursts open, and the first man crumples before he can even raise his weapon.

A shadow moves with lethal precision, silent and unstoppable. 

John Wick steps into the dim light, his expression ice-cold. 

Iosef stumbles back, his gun trembling in his hand.

"Y-You’re supposed to be dead!"

John doesn’t answer. He doesn’t need to. 

The last thing Iosef sees is the muzzle flash. 

And just like that, it’s over.

Iosef is dead.

John lowers his weapon, turning to you.

"You alright?"

You nod, exhaling slowly.

"Took you long enough."

A ghost of a smirk touches his lips at your playful reaction to the whole thing.

"Traffic was hell."

"Thank you for saving me."

John’s hands are steady as he works at the ropes binding your wrists, his movements efficient despite the blood soaking through his sleeve.

You wince as the coarse fibers finally loosen, rubbing your raw skin. 

"This is the first time you thanked me."

"Wow, I'm such a jerk."

How ungrateful can (Y/n) in this universe get?

I place his arm around my shoulder as we walk out together, smiling.

"Let's go get you a doctor, Dad."

As you step one foot outside the hideout, you get shot directly in the chest.

Your blood splutters across John's already bloody clothes.

✄┈┈┈┈

Opening your eyes, the first person you see is Adam, standing above you with a smirk.

"I got killed in front of my dad? What type of ending is that?"

"You didn't die, it's your version in that universe."

You grit your teeth at his answer.

"And you decided to do it while I was in her body, really?"

Adam shrugs.

"At least you got the experience of getting shot."

"Have you ever been punched in the face?"

"No, why?"

You punch him directly in the face, almost knocking him off his feet.

"Now, you've got the experience of getting punched."