Silver or Black [Undertaker x Reader (ft. Sebastian)]

X.: Guardian or...?

Your POV

     You were awakened by light seeping into the room through spaces between wooden planks on windows and pain in your right arm. You growled and then memories of the last night hit you. The chainsaw flying towards you, Sebastian rushing to your aid, the red haired lady... but what happened then. As you tried to remember, other questions started to trouble you. Where am I?! You screamed in your mind. AND WHY IS THERE A HAND HUGGING ME?! You were panicking, afraid to open your eyes. Every single one of your muscles was tense. And what about Undertaker?! He must be worried sick! Or maybe... Your thoughts finally made your eyes pop open and what you seen made you relax and blush like a crazy fangirl immediately. Of course you were in your room at Undertaker's house and the hand draped over your waist was his. You bit down on your lip to stop from smiling, pain completely forgotten. You were embarrassed as hell but it was really nice? You wondered what is he doing in bed with you but decided it doesn't matter, the main thing being that he was hugging you and his chest warmed your back. You sighed happily and snuggled closer. It was long ago that you realized you had feelings for him but never thought you might actually have chance with him. Sure, he is often kinda flirty with you and acts protective in front of other guys but always brushes it off and laughs. And you're okay with just being friends but lying with him like this makes you really, really want more than that. You closed your eyes and tried to imagine what it would be like. Being his girlfriend, holding hands with him all the time, laughing and doing stuff you were doing all this time, kissing. The last one made you blush again. You wondered what it would be like, his lips looked so soft and his face was like the most handsome one you ever laid your eyes on! Sebastian got nothing on Undertaker. You snorted and felt a movement behind you before his body got tense. There goes your dream morning.

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Undertaker's POV

     Undertaker awoke later than he normally did, he knew because of the light that has already filled the room. How come he slept this well? No nightmares forcing him to stay awake? What was happening? Than he realized what was going on when he felt your warm back against his chest. He immediately froze and pulled away. This wasn't supposed to happen. Now you'll think of him like he was some creep taking advantage of passed out girl. That is if you're awake. He hoped you weren't but you turned around to face him. He looked at you sheepishly, his bangs weren't covering his eyes for once. His heart was pushing against his ribcage strongly, trying to escape. You looked breathtakingly beautiful, gentle smile on your face one of a kind he hasn't seen before. "You're so handsome," you whispered before turning red and covering your mouth with both hands. He smiled shyly, his whole body filled with warmth. Judging from your reaction, you were honest which made him feel like he was the luckiest man on earth. But still, he was nervous. Why weren't you screaming at him? Pushing him away and leaving? But then he looked at you again and you looked just as nervous. He sighed. "Sorry for sleeping here like this, I must have fallen asleep after carrying you here yesterday," he apologized and felt his blood boil with rage at the memory of your limp body in his hands, bloody wound on your arm and Sebastian just throwing you here like you were just a piece of meat. "Sorry to cause trouble, I... should have been more careful." You said shyly and he shook his head. No, it was all his fault for letting you leave with Sebastian. How could he even for a moment trust that demon? "No, don't apologize but please, don't get hurt again. I... really can't lose you," the last sentence was said in a whisper but he was sure you heard it by your eyes opening wide. He bit his tongue. No, he wasn't going to creep you out by showing his feelings. "We just get a really nasty guest I don't wanna go near to you know~!" He faked a cheerful chuckle and watched you roll your eyes. That was a close call. "Now little one, let me get you some food and then tell me what happened. Don't move too much, your arm needs rest." He grinned and did his best to make his voice sound the same silly cheerful way it always did. He needed to make you believe he was strong, stronger than anyone else, able to overcome sadness and all the problems by staying positive even if it was slowly killing him inside. It was hard to smile and laugh when your loved one was hurt. He got up from the bed and made his way to the kitchen.