Fatal Attraction [Qrow X Reader]

Everything Changes

You yawned, opening your eyes and seeing the sunrise. Someone had carefully tucked you in, your head resting on your pillow. You stretched and sat up, hit by a sharp pain where the Grimm had scratched you. You noticed that someone had replaced the old bandage with a fresh one.

Turning your head, you saw a note on your bedside table, next to a mostly empty bottle of whiskey. You opened it up and read it.

I don't do this for just anyone, so don't take this offer lightly. If you'd like to learn to defend yourself, meet me outside your house this afternoon and I'll show you some moves ;)
-Q
P.S. I left you some whiskey (It makes a great painkiller, I would know). And don't go complaining to me that it wasn't enough, trust me, it's plenty.

In spite of yourself, you smiled. You could hear Qrow's voice as you read his note. And he had the messiest handwriting. It was adorable.

Then you blushed, realizing that he had offered to train you. You knew he would make a great teacher, but oh, you were going to embarrass yourself in front of him...

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Qrow paced back and forth, not knowing what to do with the time he had before your meeting. He was no longer needed by Ozpin, at least for the time being. He thought about what had happened the previous night.

[Y/N], his damsel in distress. It hurt him to see you in tears, but he was glad to be there for you. After you had fallen asleep, he brought you to your bed and tended to your wounds. When he unwrapped your bandages he saw that the scratches were healing, though they still looked painful. He leaned down to give it a kiss to make it better, but then thought twice when he realized you were far too exposed and that would be far too inappropriate. He flushed and looked away in distress.

Alright, Qrow, time to be a gentleman, he thought, taking a deep breath. But maybe just a peek wouldn't hurt... He shook himself out of it. Nope. He was tending to your wounds. That was all. He got a clean bandage and wrapped it carefully around you, being careful to keep his eyes averted. He let out a sigh of relief when he was finished.

You looked so peaceful, lying there. If there was anything he could do for you, he would do it in a heartbeat. He looked up at the heavens. What is happening to me? I can't afford to be so soft... What will become of me if I lose everything?