Dead By Daylight OneShots (CLOSED)

Quentin x David

Quentin ran fast and hard that he nearly fell on his face when he heard the hypnotizing chant that would force him to sleep. There wasn't any hiding from Freddy, Nea learned that the hard way seeing as the Entity had consumed her. He cursed himself every day that he was either too late or they were too stupid to help them. 

Quentin noticed the chant slowly started to fade away. He collapsed onto the ground, his back pressed against a generator. Only for one second. Quentin wished but knew the one second he would let him sleep would let Freddy pull him into his world. 

He forced himself to his feet and worked on the generator, determined to stay alive. Quentin had a fire in his stomach that burned so passionately that it was the only reason he hasn't given up hope. 

Once the generator was complete, he was getting the hell out of dodge when he ran face first into someone's chest. "Hey, asshole!" David growled, but stopped himself to see the sleep-deprived person on the floor. "You're new." He gruffed. "Yeah, you gave me such the warming welcome," Quentin replied with sarcasm. 

"You must be the reason Freddy wants to kill us eh?" David accused. "Hey. Is it not my fault alright? I had a damn chance to leave this hellhole but I choose to stay." He argued. "Why? Who would want to do that?" David sneered. "Because I wanted to help because I escaped him before!" Quentin hissed, shoving him aside. "I'm going to do a generator," Quentin muttered, walking away. 

Impressed would be an understatement. David looked at the new victim in awe. Most people would back down or become a victim to his rough and cold outer shell but this new survivor new how to handle him. David smirked and began to follow him. 

*** 

"Three generators and camping?! You got to be kidding me." Quentin growled. The Claudette besides him looked over. "I can see if I can distract him long enough to where you guys will be able to do the last generators?" Claudette thought out loud, Quentin agreeing. "Let's go this." They whispered while Quentin ran to a generator and Claudette went to bully Freddy. 

Quentin was working hard, being sure to get every spark right, the right gear turned and putting in the spare parts he had found in a chest to help the process. He notices it was going fast and took note that David joined in. He rolled his eyes. The cunt had joined him but Quentin couldn't complain, letting his eyes undress David for him. 

David looked up just in time to catch Quentin in action. "Sizing me up for a scrap or just liking what you see?" He teased, sending a wink his way. It didn't take much for Quentin to blush but it frustrated him. How could he be such a cunt then be flirtatious at the same time? 

Quentin finally got the generator done so he ran for one door and began to open it when his heart sank. The chant was louder than ever and there wasn't any way around it. He ran as fast as he could, vaulting windows and throwing pallets for the killer to lose him put no matter what, Freddy was on his ass. 

Quentin saw that the doors were open but nothing was going to help him. He threw the pallet down to stun Freddy when David ran out to help him. "Wake up!" His voice was muffled, Quentin's heartbeat was going crazy as Freddy took his time to break the pallet. David noticed that the pallet was being broke and there was no more time to lose. "Wake-up boy!" He screamed, stabbing him in the back to send him a jolt of pain that torn him out of the dream realm. 

There wasn't any more time to lose as David grabbed Quentin's sleeve and through him in front of him so if it came down to it, David could take a hit. Freddy had managed to take both into the dream well as right as soon as Quentin stepped into the exit gate he was downed. "No!" He cried trying to crawl away. He could taste the freedom and crawled the fast he could. David had noticed and was basically body blocking Freddy from grabbing Quentin. 

Freddy let out a hiss of frustration as the three survivors left. He only had killed the Nea but what made him more pissed was he as almost there to kill and destroy his victim. The damn David blocked me. Freddy thought as rage brewed deep within him as the Entity punished him. 

*** 

"You saved me, why?" Quentin asked while David was tending to his wounds, trying hard not to be rough. Which was kind of hard, since David never really cared about being kind or gentle. "Don't ask me that," David mumbled, sitting down beside Quentin by the fire. "Why not?" Quentin asked. David glared at him. 

A few minutes went by when Quentin felt a strong hand roughly yanked him forward but soft lips met him. It felt so weird knowing that he could be thrown around so easily as a ragdoll but be so gentle. Quentin kissed him back. 

"I like you kid. You understand me and I know it's stupid but I just don't want to see you hurt okay?" He muttered, looking away. "Because I want to survive alright? So next time you pull a stunt like that, I'm leaving your sorry ass." David threatens but they both know he didn't mean it. 

"Get some sleep. That way you'll have energy and the brain power." David suggested. He laid Quentin down into his powerful hold as watched as Quentin fell asleep. David smiled, letting his fingers glide through his hair as he fell asleep.

"Goodnight."