Rick Sanchez x Female Reader One Shots/Imagines

Stay

Summary: You are in an abusive relationship with a man named Seth. One night, when you are hanging out with Rick in his garage, Seth demands you to go home.

WARNINGS: Cussing/Cursing, Violence, Abusive Relationship, Angst/Sadness

Pairing: (Protective) Rick x Abused Female Reader

Requested by Shadow_scythe <3

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You quickly grabbed your keys and made your way to the door. "Where are you going?" Seth called out from behind you. Seth was your boyfriend of two months. Since you had just recently moved out of your parents' house, Seth suggested you stayed with him until you got a place to settle down. It seemed like a good offer at the time. But, the more you got to know him, the less you wanted to be with him. He had recently started drinking. A lot. When he was drunk, he'd hit you. When he was sober, he'd hit you, too. "I'm going out," you hissed, before grabbing your jacket and running out the door. You got into your car and quickly drove off.

You were tapping on the wheel to the beat of the song that was currently playing on the radio when you felt a sting of pain on your arm, and quickly pulled up your jacket sleeve. It was the new bruise that you had received last night. Seth had broken a glass beer bottle on your arm, and you didn't have any bandages or first-aid. You gave it one last glance before pulling your sleeve back down and driving past the now green light.

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You recognized the beige house immediately and turned into the driveway. You climbed out of your car and made your way toward the opened garage door. "Hello?" You said before looking around. Rick was nowhere to be found. "He'll be back soon enough," you thought to yourself. You sauntered over to his workspace, pulling his chair over to sit down in. You studied his crowded desk, observing all the new technology and formulas he was working on. You picked up a cylinder filled with bright pink fluid, and held it above your head, staring at it while swishing it around. You suddenly heard the door open, revealing Rick. "Oh, hey Y/N," he said while making his way over to you. "Hey Rick! What's up?" You asked while getting off the chair. "N-Nothing much... w-whatcha doin' here?" He questioned. "Oh, I was just... bored. Figured you'd have some adventure or something to cheer me up." You shrugged, bringing your hands to your jacket pockets. Rick yanked his flask out from his lab coat and took a swig before shoving it back in his coat pocket. "Of course I do," Rick smirked before pulling another chair up next to you.

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You and Rick were currently dying of laughter, rolling around in your chairs. Rick was telling you a story of the time Jerry was in an alien simulation with him. You forgot exactly what part of the story you were laughing at, since you'd been laughing for so long. Rick was still laughing his ass off when his chair was about to be tipped over. Before he could fall, he grabbed onto your arm to steady himself. You screeched in pain, since he'd grabbed the part where your freshest wound was located. He quickly stopped laughing when he noticed your pain, and let go immediately. "I-I'm sorry Y/N, d-did I hurt you?" He asked with concern. "N-no, of course not!" You tried to play it off while gripping your arm tightly from the pain, but to no avail. Rick wasn't dumb. Before he could investigate further, Seth came barging into the garage without invitation. "S-Seth," you gasped. "Y/N, come on, we're going home," he demanded. You recognized his face. The face that basically said you were going to get a good beating tonight. "S-Seth, I-I-" you stopped yourself from arguing, saving yourself from more pain tonight. You slowly got up from the chair and moped over to Seth, giving a sad glance to Rick. As Seth aggressively pulled your arm, Rick stood up from his chair. "Y/N," Rick blurted, making you turn around. "Stay." He solemnly said, some sort of pleading behind it. Before you could answer, Seth tugged you harder, ignoring Rick. You weren't sure what had gotten into you, but you suddenly ripped your arm away from Seth's firm grip on you and ran over to Rick, hugging him and desperately whispering "Don't let him take me." Seth became even more aggravated, rushing over to you and Rick. "You fucking whore! You are coming home with me now! Tell your little boyfriend to fuck off, you fucking slut," Seth spat at you as you hid behind Rick. "W-why don't you fuck off, asshole?" Rick said calmly. Seth looked at him with wide eyes before shoving Rick hard, and reaching for you. You screamed as Seth dragged you by your hair. You tried kicking and scratching at Seth with all your strength as you were dragged out of the garage and into the dark, cold night. Before you could shout another scream of agony, you felt yourself stop moving. You then suddenly felt yourself being dragged to the ground and you landed on Seth's body. His unconscious body. You looked up at the garage and there stood Rick with some sort of gun pointed to where Seth laid. You gently pulled out you hair from Seth's grasp and took Rick's offered hand. Rick pulled you up from the ground and brought you into a hug. You guys stood there, hugging, for what felt like an eternity. Rick brought you back into the garage after tying Seth up and calling the cops, since he had only used a stungun. Once they took him away, you were a lot more relaxed, but worried. Worried about where you'd be staying. But you didn't want think about it too much.

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Rick grabbed your wrist and pulled up your sleeve swiftly but gently. His eyes widened as he stared at your injured arm. It was even worse now, with a bunch of cuts and dried blood. It was also puffed up and it looked like a burn. It looked as painful as it felt, so you decided to look away. Your guilty eyes met Rick's calm, but worried, eyes. He quickly got up and grabbed a box that read "FIRST AID" on it, in big, red letters. He shot a quick look at you as he pulled out the disinfectant wipes, silently asking you for permission. You bit your lip and nodded, closing you eyes and awaiting the stinging pain. Rick tried to do it softly, but it still hurt. You barely muffled your whimpering, a few cries slipping out of your mouth. Rick's expression looked hurt, as he knew you were in a lot of pain. Once he was done, he quickly wrapped your arm in a bandage and slouched in his chair. He took a few deep breaths before looking back at you with a forced smile to comfort you. "Th-thanks," you said guiltily. He suddenly shot up from his chair, offering you his hand. "C'mon, you're sleeping here tonight." Rick stated, not taking no for an answer.

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Authors note: Okay, so, you can imagine whatever you want that happened while you were with Rick before Seth came, like maybe you went on an adventure or just stayed working on technology. You can also create whatever happened when you stayed over. I hoped you liked it >.<
Many thanks to Shadow_scythe, this was a great suggestion hun! Also, I know Rick probably could've used some injection to help with the wound, but using first aid made it seem a lot more real and meaningful.

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