I hate you (right?) {party poison x reader}

Shots fired

(Author note: this isn't my first fan fic my a long shot but it's my first reader insert in a while, also my first story on here)

I tried to keep quiet while I stitched my arm, luckily it wasn't the one I shoot with but it didn't make the pain any less, the alcohol wasn't doing much to soothe it but i couldn't drink to much so I could keep my hands steady while I did this.

My short blue hair stuck to my forehead due to sweat, from running as fast as possible for so long. Where did that fucking drac even get an old style gun anyway?

A string of curses flew from my mouth until I was finished. I cleaned the wound with some water and pulled my now ripped jacket on. Might as well catch a few hours a sleep before I move on, even if sleeping in the desert isn't safe without a base.

Gotta keep moving, every second you stay in the same place is another second you would die. So is every second I guess.

I shivered as I tried to fall asleep, the cold desert air getting to me. I finally managed to fall asleep, and woke up what I think was a few hours later, the sun starting to come up over the horizon.

I decided I should probably try to get my bike back, and a new jacket if I have enough carbons. I began the long walk back, but was interrupted but yelling. I ran over to see 4 killjoys, battling about 20 dracs. I debated helping but saw one get shot in the leg. "Fuck." I mumbled and ran into the battle shooting as many dracs as possible.

As the last one went down one of the killjoys walked up to me. I recognized him as party poison, the leader of the the group known as the fabulous killjoys.

"We didn't need your help, we had it under control." He spat.

"Did you though? Because one of your guys got shot and ya looked pretty desperate." I retorted.

"We did. Deal with your own problems." I rolled my eyes and pushed past him, not responding. I walked over to the one who got shot, Kobra Kid.

"You okay? It looks like it was just a graze but I wouldn't suggest doing something that could make it worse. If you your got some aloe then that'll help."

"Thanks. Sorry about party. He's stubborn and has to much pride for his own good." He grinned sheepishly.

"Don't worry about it." I looked over my shoulder to see him with his arms crossed, fuming.

"Hey pastry poison! He's gonna be fine. Just don't get him into a fight for a week or so." I yelled to him. He glared at me, probably because of the nickname, but said nothing. "Alright, bye." I waved to Kobra, Ghoul, and Jet and continued on.

————-time skip bc it's literally just walking for an hour——————

"Fuck!" I yelled, spotting the 3 white vans heading straight towards me. Turned and ran to the left, trying to lose them. It's a long shot though considering there's nothing to hide behind. Shots were fired at me, so I turned and fired back. They kept coming though, and one hit me in the shoulder, then in the abdomen. I fell to the ground and blacked out.

—————I know it's short but also you're like dead to the world so what do ya want me to do?———-

I woke up in the backseat of a car, someone putting pressure on my wounds while the person and driver argued.

"They saved our asses dude. You can't just throw them out into the desert the second we get them stitched up."

"We don't invite people to join us Kid! And who says they even want to stay!" It's party poison and Kobra Kid.

"What?" I opened my eye to see Kobra Kid looking down at me.

"You're awake. Hey dude, you okay?"

"What the fuck is going on?" I asked, trying to sit up. Kobra pushed me back down.

"You got shot. We found you passed out and bleeding pretty badly. We're heading back to the base to get jet star to fix you up." He answered.

"Here." Party mumbled. I looked up to see a diner.

"Let's get you inside." Kobra helped me through the doors and down onto an old couch. "Jet! Help!" He yelled, while party slipped away down a hallway.

Jet star came in with a gun in his hands, but when he saw there wasn't any immediate danger he put it down. "Damn." He walked to a cabinet and pulled out a first aid kid.

He got the things he needed and said. "This is gonna hurt like a bitch." He started cleaning the wound with rubbing alcohol and I bit back a scream from how much it hurt.

If I hadn't been so focused on the pain I might have seen party poison wincing when he saw how bad my wounds were. Kobra did though. He gave his brother a pointed look and party shrugged.

What was probably soon after but felt like hours Jet was finished.

"Done! You did great, I'll let you talk to The kid so he can explain how things work here." He gave a small wave and left.

"So you know me, party and jet. Ghoul is probably fixing up my bike, so I'm not sure when you'll see him again. You'll have to sleep in party's room because his room is the biggest and I'm pretty sure you shouldn't sleep on the couch in your condition." He gestured to where I got shot. "And uhh yeah it think that's it. Oh by the way what's your name? I don't think I ever asked you."

"Y/K/N. Thanks for letting me stay here. But I really have to be near him? He obviously doesn't want me here."

"His bed is the biggest, and by that I mean he has two twin mattresses pushed together because he called dibs. While the rest of us have one." Kobra explained.

"Well I'm glad to see you guys respect the rules of dibs." We laughed.

"Come on, let's get the guys and get some dinner." He gestured for me to get up and follow him, so I did.

He knocked on two out of the 5 doors on a hallway and jet and party came out. He walked farther down and turned the corner. "Ghoul! Dinner!" He yelled through a door.

"Give me a second!" He yelled back. Me and Kobra went back to the front where we saw party and jet starting a fire through a window.

"I'm just worried dude, especially after-" I heard party say before he was interrupted by Jet saying "hey guys!"

Party looked back and glared at me. What is with that guy. "Hey Jet." I replied. He picked up a can of power out and started cooking it

We ate in relative silence. As each finished they wandered off to their rooms, and me spotting a ladder climbed up to the roof. It was flat so I sat on the edge, facing the sunset.

"What ya doing up here?" I turned to see party poison standing behind me.

"Thinkin." I answered. He sat down next to me, both our legs hanging off the edge. "What the fuck did I ever do to you?" I asked.

He stuttered, not seeming to know what to say. I waited for him to say something. "Can't be to careful out here." He finally answered

"i saved you and your team dude. What more do you want from me?" I shot back.

"We we're doing fine!" He shouted, jumping up. I stood up too.

"You had a man down and was outnumbered! I don't care if you're the goddamn fabulous killjoys everyone has a limit!" I shouted back.

"We've handled worse without any help! If anything you need our help! We found you fucking bleeding to death in the middle of the desert!" He shoved me slightly.

"It's not my fault that i stopped to save you motherfuckers! I would have gotten to where I was going and not run into any fucking dracs! And if you hate me so much why didn't you leave me there to die!" I shoved him back harder.

"Maybe we would have gotten a few injuries but that's the worst that would've happened! You were about to die!" He threw his hands up. I reflexively took a step back and lost my footing. I shut my eyes, waiting it hit the ground because of how close to the edge I was but a hand grabbed my arm. "I was just repaying my debt." He said before he pulled me farther up on the roof and left. Leaving me in the dark silence of the desert.