Deals With The Devil (Chris MotionlessXreader)

Brotherly Love

'So...did you and Ricky get up to much?' I asked as (Y/n) and I began walking back from the place we had gotten Devin dinner from. I was beyond grateful for his help and made a mental note to thank him when we got back. It was freezing, the wind always somehow managing to chip away at every bit of warmth my body had.
'I'm not telling you what we did until you start treating him better.' She replied coldly, but I still managed to get a glimpse at the smug grin stretched across her lips.
'Did you two do something I should know about?'
'Considering he's my boyfriend and you're not, no, we didn't do anything that you should know about.' Finally, I stopped walking. She took a few steps forward, unknowing, before realising that I had turned around and was heading in the opposite direction. 'Hey, where're you going?'
'I'm going to find somewhere to stay until this is over...'
'Chris, you're overreacting.' She sighed, beginning to follow me. 'This doesn't need to turn into an argument unless, of course, you just want a reason to fight with me.'
'I'm overreacting?' I snapped, turning back around and gazing angrily at (Y/n) who was unfazed. 'Should I really forgive the arsehole that continuously tries to tear me away from the only person I was living for?' I began to yell, gripping the plastic bag as tight as I could. 'Do you know how fucking difficult it is to stop yourself from screaming when the person you love is out in the world with another?'
'Yes, Chris, I fucking do know how much it hurts! Last time I checked, I was cheated on by my husband, abandoned by you, and stolen by everybody else! Don't you dare fucking act like you know what you're talking about when you're speaking to the fucking embodiment of betrayal! I've dealt with bullshit from everybody but no! Fuck me if I fucking try to take back control of my own life!' She took loud steps towards me, absolute rage and anger burning in her soul- to the point where I noticed tiny flakes of snow beginning to fall around us. 'Let me ask you this, Mr. All-powerful-immortal, have you ever felt insignificant? Have you ever been forced into a life where no matter where you are, everybody around is better than you? Everybody can shape-shift and manipulate weather while you're sitting in the background watching because you can't do anything fucking right!' She didn't seem to notice the tiny snowflakes around us turning into pebble-sized chunks of hale. Of course, I had more important things to think about, and instead lowered my voice.
'I'm sorry, (Y/n)...okay? I'm sorry...I should never have made this deal with you...'
'I...I never meant it like that...'
'No, I know what you meant...I'm sorry for everything...I shouldn't have subjected you to such inhuman horrors...I shouldn't have turned you into a vampire...I shouldn't have fallen in love with you.'

I wasn't sure where I was going, but it didn't matter. Chris was back with (Y/n), so he didn't need me anymore. Instead of going back home or back to Chris' place, I just wandered the dim streets, drunken and dead. I'd been hit by a car and multiple stray animals had attacked me but it only left me bloody and bruised. I could barely walk straight with all the different liquors in my system but I needed them. I couldn't function without them. In the distance, I could hear what sounded like yelling and arguing but I paid no mind. I just continued to wander like the ghost I really was. 'Everybody can shape-shift and manipulate weather while you're sitting in the background watching because you can't do anything fucking right!' Those words caught my ear. They weren't too loud, and I easily managed to follow the yell back to (Y/n) and Chris who were standing outside a dimly-lit alley. Their conversation had quieted down, slowly shifting into faint mumbled and gasps as tears filled (Y/n)'s eyes. Chris seemed to have said something that really got to her. 'Y-You don't really mean that...'
'I do...I should never have saved anybody...I should never have tried to help you...or Devin...or Ricky...you all could've done so much without me here.'
'Shush your sexy goddamn mouth!' I slurred loudly, occasionally burping between words. Chris suddenly spun around, eyes widening at the sight of me.
'Devin? Shit, what happened to you?' Chris suddenly abandoned his previous conversation so come rushing to my side right before my knees gave out. He hooked his arm around my waist, easily managing to keep me on my feet as I burped.
'I-I came because I heard (Y/n) yelling! I wanna save the day!'
'You idiot, look at what you did to yourself...' He and (Y/n) completely disregarded their previous argument just to tend to me which I couldn't help but find heart-warming.
'How long of a walk is it to get back to your place?' (Y/n) asked, approaching the both of us with a worried look on her gorgeous face.
'Not too-'
'Y-You two! Y-You need to sort your shit out!' I shouted, struggling as Chris began walking me back to his home.
'It's not...Devin, it's not going to happen. I've messed up too-' I suddenly slapped Chris with my broken hand, then waving in his face like an idiot.
'Look at this! This hand! My wrist is broken 'cause you love her! Y-Y'know what he asked me, (Y/n)? He asked me, why does Ricky make her happier than I do! G-Get y'head out of yer arse f'er a moment 'n fuckin' appreciate y'sexy-arse-Chrissy! 'E got so much love in 'is fuckin' heart that 'e fuck- 'e fuckin' shattered m'wrist! 'E didn't mean t'do it but y'fucked 'im up too much, li'l missy!' I wasn't even sure what I was saying but it must've made sense considering (Y/n) was on the verge of tears by the end of my barely comprehensible sentence. They never stopped walking, but (Y/n) slowed down slightly so that she was on the other side of me.
'I know that, Dev...I know...and I love him...' Chris was listening silently, his head hanging down and his hair falling in front of his face. 'I love him, but I hate everything else...everything is so pointless without him...I need him to support me but he just runs off in a fit of self-pity every time I need him...'
'That's not...' Chris finally began to speak, tightening his grip on my waist slightly. '...I just want what's best for you...but I know that what's best for you is getting away from me...but I don't know how to change that...my whole life, I've known what's going to happen. It's confusing...I don't know how to love...I don't know anything anymore...I might be powerful...but I'm clueless...' As Chris spoke, we stopped in front of the shop. (Y/n) opened the door for the both of us and promptly locked it when we were all inside.
'It's okay to be confused...' (Y/n) mumbled as Chris lifted me slightly, carrying me to the staircase that led to his house.
'I've never been confused before. Even when..."she" died, I was just angry...' He replied, finally letting (Y/n) open the door to his place and setting me down on the couch. I immediately flopped down, my head banging on the arm rest.
'It's okay to feel things...just...I just want you to talk to me about how you feel.' A mischievous grin spread across her lips after a moment. She took a few steps towards Chris before wrapping her arms around around his neck, barely being able to reach due to how tall he was. 'For example, when I'm around you, I feel all fluttery in my chest...like there's little butterflies whizzing around in my torso.' He slowly reached around her waist, fingers curling into her plain black top before he spoke.
'When I'm around you...I...I don't know, it just...it feels...warm...I feel comfortable and loved...I feel accepted...like...like I've lost my soul and have been wandering aimlessly for centuries, trying to find it...and you have it...being close to you makes me feel whole...I've never felt this way before and I hate thinking about the years I spent without it...' I couldn't see Chris' face from the angle I was at, but I could see (Y/n) and she had the most beautiful, genuine smile on her face. It took the both of them a moment to gather the courage but after a second, they leaned forward and shared a heartfelt kiss.
'Gross!' I yelled. (Y/n) giggled against his lips before looking over at me.
'We should probably help him now...'
'Yeah...'
'No, no, you two go 'av makeup sex! S'fine! M'fine! I's leavin' anyway!' The moment I shouted that, I heard one of the hallway doors slam shut and loud footsteps rush towards me.
'Don't leave!' Vinny almost slipped as he kneeled beside the couch, eyes full of worry and concern.
'Hehe, pretty boy.' I snickered, raising my hand and booping his nose. 'Boop.'
'Don't go...is it because of what I said? Is it me? I'm sorry, just don't go...' I only replied by yelling "boop" at him.
'Devin, were you planning to leave?' Chris suddenly pulled away from (Y/n), walking beside Vinny and plopping down in front of me. 'Is that why you were helping me and (Y/n)? Were you trying to fix everything before you left?'
'I's gonna leave s'yew guys c'be happy 'n shit. Y'r all super powerful 'n I'm just a zombie. I d'nt belong 'ere.' There was a long moment of silence before Chris finally raised his hand, bringing it to my pale cheek. I felt a gentle warmth emanate in my skin before my wrist began to reform, the cuts on my skin closing up and colour returning to my flesh.
'...I won't stop you from leaving if you really want to...but just know that if you leave...it's because you're too good for us. It doesn't matter if you're a zombie...you're more level-headed than anybody else here...you're my brother, and I'll love you no matter what happens...' Hearing Chris say those kinds of things suddenly made my heart hurt. I winced, bringing my palm to my chest and gasping. I cold feel the intoxication rush away with the rest of my scars and I was left with clarity and pain.
'F-Fuck...Chris, my chest...it hurts...'
'That's cute but-'
'No, Chris, it hurts! My chest hurts! I feel pain!'
It finally set in.
'...pain? Legitimate, physical pain?'
'Yes! Fuck, it hurts!' I tried my best not to swear, but I had no idea what was happening and if it was serious or not. Chris, however, seemed flattered by the whole thing.
'Your soul is resonating...that's the feeling of being in love.'
'B-But I don't-'
'Don't worry, everything is fine. You're going to be fine. Your soul is panicking because it doesn't know what to do. You can leave if you want to, but you don't want to leave us. You're conflicted.' I couldn't help but notice Vinny trembling beside me, an obvious jealousy causing him to shake uncontrollably.
'I-I just...want you guys to accept me...especially you...' I stuttered to Chris, the pain in my chest settling down when he took his hand off my cheek and laid it atop the back of my palm.
'I understand. Devin, I'm sorry for all those years I spent hating you...I truly am...if I could change what happened, I would...but right now, we're here. We're together again. We can get through anything...we've cheated death and even the devil himself...nothing can stop us, except for each other. I don't want to see you go, but I will admit defeat if you do.' I was on the verge of tears by that point. I didn't even think about what he was saying- I just sat up and pulled him into a terrified hug.
'T-Thank you!' I shouted, embarrassed by how easily I came undone. I whimpered and sniffled loudly as one of his tattooed hands planted itself on the back of my head, curling into my hair. 'I-I love you...' I could hear Vinny getting up from his spot, marching down the hall and angrily slamming the door behind him.
'I love you, too.'

I could barely breathe at the sight of him with his hands all over Devin. It hurt. It hurt so bad but I had to deal with it. I couldn't sleep with the knowledge that he was holding my precious little Devin. He had done this to me. He drove me insane. I couldn't understand what (Y/n) saw in him. Everywhere Chris went, destruction followed. He needed to die.