So yeah, I had this idea by looking at this picture ^^ hope you like it! This is a more caring Eminem, not so much the sexy side that we all love. So anyway, please enjoy! And requests are still open!
You shivered uncontrollably. You were sat in an open bus stop, your barely filled duffel bag under your head. Your hoodie tightly wrapped around you. You were asleep of course, well, trying to be. The snow was sticking to your cheeks and your clothes, making you dither.
You peaked your eyes open, looking at the electric time table of the buses. Only, there were no times there, only a long message which took you a while to read.
'ALL DETROIT BUSES HAVE BEEN CANCELLED DUE TO THE WEATHER-WE APOLOGISE SINCERELY FOR THE DISTURBANCE HAVE A NICE DAY'
You scoffed sarcastically at the final comment. You sat up, hopelessness filling your body. You slouched over and sobbed into your hands. You couldn't go back home. You couldn't. All your mother would do was sit there drunk as your father would beat you. This was your last hope, your last chance of getting away.
You looked up when you heard a rowdy crowd of boys crossing the road. Most of them were black, not that you're judging. But one was white.
You looked down quickly, not wanting to make it obvious that you're staring.
"Ay. You alright kid?" One asked, walking over to you. The man crouched infront of you, making you glance at him.
His face was sharply chiselled, his eyes a soft blue. His skin was pretty pale, but he was well built under his clothes. His hair was dark brown and cut short.
"Y-you're Eminem." You shivered.
"Yeah." He smiled slightly. "Seeing as ya know me I think I should be able to know your name too, right?"
"(Y/N)." You flushed slightly.
"What're you doing out here? It's freezing girl. You mad or something?" He muttered, pulling off his white coat. He wrapped it around your shoulders and fastened it up to your chin. You shivered slightly as your body adjusted to his body heat.
"I ran away from home."
"Why?"
You met his gaze steadily.
"Wait, did your parents do this?" He asked, cupping you bruised face in his soft, warm hands.
"Just one of them." You mumbled, trying not to wince when he trails his finger over the cut on your lip.
"Well, (Y/N), you can catch a ride back with me. I'll take you anywhere you like."
"That's the problem Em, I got nowhere to go."
"Hey, yes you do. You can stay at mine until we can find you somewhere. There's no way I'm leaving you out here. It's fucking freezing, you'll be dead." He stood, taking your hands and pulling you up. "And call me Marshall."
"A'ight." You nodded.
"Yo!" Marshall shouted to his friends. "I'm taking (Y/N) back to mine, y'all behave!"
They all chuckled and wolf whistled as he led you to his car. He quickly jumped inside and rubbed his arms to get his body heat back.
You got in and looked at him,"Thanks Marshall, I mean it."
"I couldn't just leave ya out there could I?"
"You could, other people did."
He looked at you,"I'm not like other people."
"I can tell." You said, leaning over and kissing his cheek. He smiled and drove you back to his place. You both slept on the couches downstairs, him worried about you and you too exhausted to notice.
