Emo Band Imagines

Forbidden Love ~ M.F.

(A/n: This is based off a show called Supernatural. Btw sry for taking so long to update. School stress, I guess.)

It was hard for you to live a normal life as a demon. And being in a relationship with one of the best hunters wasn't making it any easier. He knew about your true self. He knew that you were a simple, harmless cross-road demon. But his big brother didn't.

Your boyfriend Mike agreed on keeping that as a secret from Vic because everything that wasn't human or an animal, would be killed by him soon or later.

Too make your cover even more believable, you'd even join the brothers on hunts sometimes. But only the ones that weren't demons like werewolves, vampires or tricksters. But that would change.

"We've got a new case." Vic shouted from the other room.

You and Mike looked at each other in usion before getting up and joining Vic.

"A simple demon. Or simple demons. We've had worse. Easy to handle. Y/n, wanna join?" He smirked at you.

You opened your mouth but nothing came out. You looked at Mike for help but he couldn't think of anything to say himself.

"It'd be your first demon hunt." Vic placed his hand on your shoulder.

"I don'-" you started.

"Let's go." Vic shrugged you off. You sighed loudly and followed Vic and Mike to the impala afterwards. You sat in the backseat, as always, but for the first time, Mike joined you.

"Why are you in the back?" Vic asked his younger brother in confusion.

"Just wanted to sit with my girlfriend." He smiled and intertwined his fingers with yours.

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How the hell did we end up like this? You thought to yourself as you took a look at your surroundings.

Mike and Vic both tied to a pole while you were chained in a devil's trap. Vic said it would be easy to handle and that it wouldn't be a strong demon. But fuck, was he wrong.

"That doesn't make any sense. Why are you keeping Y/n in a freaking devil's trap. She's human." Vic started to get curious and asked the demon.

"Vic-" Mike started, only to get cut off by the demon who just finished stuffing your mouth full with cloth.

"No Mike, your big brother has every right to ask." He started, turning to Vic. "Poor Vic, gets lied at by everyone. You see, Y/n here, was once  a friend of mine." He turned back to, sinking the knife into a bucket full with holy water before adding a little salt.

"What?"

"Oh right. They didn't tell you." The black eyed guy chuckled. He started to cut down your cheek, painfully slow. Your skin started to burn because of the salt and holy water, as you screamed out in pain. But of course, the cloth muffled it. "That little cunt here is a demon. Low ranking. Cross-road brat."

"No." Vic whispered. "How could you lie to your own brother?" He yelled at Mike.

"This is not the time to discuss this, Vic!" Mike yelled back. As he said the last word, he had already freed himself from the ropes. And sneaked up behind the demon. The demon just started to cut up your thighs, getting deeper by each cut, but Mike knocked him out with the bat that was laying on the torture plate.

He uncuffed you, broke the devil's trap with the knife, took you in his arms and started to whisper words like 'it's going to be okay' while you cried into his chest.

"We're gonna exorcis this son of a bitch back to hell. And then we're going to talk about this." Mike suggested his older brother, while pointing to the knocked out demon on the cold floor.