Dynasty Warriors x Reader((ON HOLD!))

Guo Jia x Reader

A/n:my first Guo Jia x Reader was terrible and I am not making another part of it. Btw get ready for angst.

   She's never been the same. Not after he died of his illness. She was heartbroken, her cheery and childish nature disappeared. Now, (Y/N) has become bland and more antisocial.

   She's only fallen in love once, but that love never disappeared. She fell in love with Guo Jia after his numerous attempts to get in her pants and walk away. (Y/N) began to look forward to his visits.

   It was only when she started to have the desire to be by his side everyday all day, that she noticed she was in love. She was scared. Who wouldn't be?

   (Y/N) fell in love with a player. A man who loved women and wine. Preferably both at the same time. But why did she fall in love with him? Well it's simple! He was kind to her. When she was out on the streets, begging for money. He helped her, Guo Jia took her in. He thought her everything she needed to know.

   When Guo Jia first muttered the three words, she was hesitant. Hesitant to say them back, she wasn't sure what to say really. Who could blame her? She asked for proof. Guo Jia gave it to her. No women for a whole two years. Not even a glance.

   She knew he was sincere. (Y/N) confessed and the two married in 3 months time. Unfortunately, she couldn't have children. She tried hard to give her husband a family. Nothing worked.

   The strategist was fine with it though, he was just happy to have her in his life. He had his illness for two years before he died. Cao Cao was heartbroken, but his pain couldn't compare to the (h/c)-ette's.

   She'd mourn everyday and it was a pitiful sight. Wang Yi would try to comfort her at times, she knew what it was like to lose your family. The two would always drink. Drink away their problems.

   (Y/N) was a sad drunk, she'd cry and cry as she'd skull every drink she got ahold of. Wang Yi was an angry drunk of course. Protecting (Y/N) from all harm.

   Today was another day of crying about the death of Guo Jia for (Y/N). She sat at the edge of the bed and buried her face in her (s/c) hands. She wallowed and sobbed hard. Wailing every now and then.

   She was broken and nobody could do a thing about it.

A/n:I was just in a mood when I wrote this I guess. Oh well 🤷‍♀️