Witchy Ways (Antisepticeye x reader)

Relaxing Day

Y/N's P.O.V

I sit down in the bath, the very warm water does wonders on my aching joints.

I may have the body of a 20 something year old but Goddamn it if I don't feel like an old hag most of the time.

I lean my head back and try to relax. I know Anti heard me fill the tub, and what he's thinking about. Such perverseness. I hear Anti leave his room and walk towards the living room- probably looking for a distraction from his lewd thoughts. I let out a deep breath and let the herbs and oils I put in the bath do wonders.

I infuse some of my healing energy into the water with my hands. I'll put on some of that lotion I made the other day when I get out and dry off.

I stay in the bath for about 45 minutes, washing my body and shaving. I get out and drain the water, drying myself off. I take some of the lotion I bottled up and rub it into the joints that give me the most problems.

When I'm done, I get dressed, hang up my towel, and head for the living room.

"Morning." I glance at Anti, whose half curled up on the couch, reading. Mindlessly petting Galadriel.

"Oh, uh, good morning." He stammers.

"How'd you sleep?" I ask watering my inside plants.

"Alastair came to me, last night. He told me I would regret turning my back on him. That I would be punished. I told him to fuck off. Then I had a good dream."

"Haha! Alastair thinks he can touch you? You are mine now. Alastair can't do shit to you. He can't even step onto my property! He is truly stupid if he thinks he will be able to do something." I laugh. I don't think Anti knew that he was tense, for when I said this, he relaxed a bit.

"Well that's good to know." Anti said looking down at Galadriel.

"Aye. So, would you like to do anything in particular for today? I've nothing I need to get done." I said plopping down beside him.

"If it's alright, I'd just like to relax." He shrugged.

"Sounds good, I'm not much in the mood to do anything." I leaned back.

"Gods, I need a drink." I went to slowly get up but Anti beat me to it.

"Don't worry I'll get some drinks." He said walking to the kitchen. He asked me if I wanted anything in particular. I told him anything besides the big bottle in the back.

"Do you want a glass?" He yelled from the kitchen.

"Yes." I replied. He brought out two glasses and a big bottle of rum.

"Here, I've not had this one in a while. It's good." I poured the drinks and handed Anti a glass.

"That's why I grabbed it." He said. We clinked our glasses and drank.

"Let's sit outside today, it's nice." I said standing.

Anti nodded and we headed for the garden.

We drank, smoked cigarettes, and laughed the day away.

"You know, last night I had a dream about you." Anti begun.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, we were in this really beautiful place, green fields littered with flowers, bright blue skies, a river, and a waterfall. We did nature rituals and offerings to the nature spirits."

"Anti, you're describing my other home. I own more property, and when I'm there I frequently do these rituals and offerings. Maybe you are experiencing some premonition." I say taking a drag of my cigarette.

"Maybe. It was nice either way." He said looking away.

I spoke to him of my travels and stories. As the sun set, I decided to go inside.

"I'm going to go watch some TV if you'd like to join me." I said walking inside with the booze.

Anti quickly followed and we head to my room. I turned into the TV and told Anti to pick something to watch. I set my glass and the bottle of rum on the nightstand and sat on my bed.

Anti picked some show about ghosts and sat down beside me. We were quiet, drinking and watching the show. We both wound up very drunk and ended up passing out, still sitting up, leaning on each other.

At some point in our wasted slumber we both got to be laying down next to each other. I didn't dream. Anti was closest to the wall, we were spooning, him being the big spoon.

It was very early in the morning, but Anti nudged me in his sleep and I got woken up. I was only half awake, but I could feel something jabbing me, I thought it could be Anti's knife still in his pocket. But then I woke up slightly more and realized that is no pocket knife.

I slowly and quietly tried to look over my shoulder, he was still asleep.

I grew red, I'd not been in a situation like this for many many years.

What should I do? I returned to my original position hoping not to wake him up. The sun barely illuminates the sky, making a dark shade of blue instead of black.

I know I shouldn't do anything, but gods, it's kind of turning me on.

I can't do anything with him. He's a demon. He is not good for me. Then again when have I ever done anything that was good for me? Haha... Damn. Why must he be so attractive? Why must I torture myself so? I should just go back to sleep and pretend I never woke up. Just go back to sleep.

I tried to sleep, I let my mind be still and I let myself drift into slumber.

But my dreams, held no solace to my thoughts.