Parker x Reader Oneshot

Parker x Reader

You were in the woods with Damon, Parker and Andy (I don't know the other dudes name whoops. We'll go with Andy) as the four of you ate chips and beef jerky. There was a small fire that Damon had built in the pit since it was late and getting cold.

The thought made you aware of how little warmth your vest brought you, sending a shiver down your spine and prickling the hair on your arms.

"You cold, babe?" Damon asks with a smirk, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into his side. "I know another way to keep ya warm if you're interested."

You didn't respond, only stared into the fire and tried to ignore the feel of his greasy hair against the side of your face.
On the other side of the fire, Parker narrowed his eyes at Damon. Of course he was glad that you didn't accept the leaders little offer, he couldn't help the jealousy that grew in the pit of his stomach when you didn't pull away. The nineteen year old tried to remind himself that you weren't interested in Damon, or at least it didn't seem that way. Still, he couldn't push away the thought of the older cultist having you.

Parker stood up, muttering that he'd be back, before walking a good distance from the group. He pulled a cigarette out and lit it up, taking a slow puff and holding it for a moment then letting out a sigh.

"Park?" He heard your sweet voice question. "What's up, why'd you leave?"

He shrugged. "Just needed to get away, I guess."

You nodded before a comfortable silence fell between the two of you. Parker seemed deep in thought, continuing to take puffs from his cigarette until he spoke up again.

"Please don't fuck Damon."

Your (e/c) orbs widened slightly.

"What?" You chuckled. "Where did that come from?"

"It's just-" He sighed again, dropping his cigarette and snuffing it out. "the guy lays every girl within a ten foot radius and I really don't want you to be one of them."

"Don't worry, I have no intention of hooking up with him. He's not my type. Besides, I kinda have my eye on someone else."

You meant for it to be flirty, but Parker just seemed discouraged. His blue eyes dropped to the ground and he shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

"Oh..."

"Oh my god, Parker," You laughed. "clueless... I'm taking about you."

This made his gaze shoot back up to you. His face slowly broke out into shy grin.

"Really?"

"Really."

The young cultist bit his lip, taking a timid step towards you and gently taking your (s/t) hand in his own. Your eyes flickered down to his full lips, then up to his bright, crystal blue eyes.
Slowly, Parker began leaning closer until his lips met yours in a sweet, passionate kiss. You kissed back immediately.

Eventually his tongue (CRIES) traced your bottom lip asking for entrance, to which you granted. Your tongues met and began a heated battle for dominance that Parker ultimately won. He explored your mouth fully, claiming every little spot as his own before pulling away.

Your eyes opened, cheeks tinted pink and heart racing from the happiness and excitement you felt.

"We, uh, we should probably get back before Damon and Andy get suspicious."

Parker laughed and nodded in agreement. He squeezed your hand gently before leading you back to the others, hand in hand.

And he definitely didn't skip out on giving Damon a cruel smirk and pulling you closer possessively.