IdentityV - Oneshots

☁︎ Lavender - Joseph x Reader

You were currently about to match. Your team consisted of Eli, Martha, and Emily. Then you of course. You all chatted for a while before you seen the Hunter walk in and sit down. The Photographer's bright blue eyes scanned us. Martha glared back, Eli wasn't phased, Emily cowered, and you-... well you were actually enjoying the stare he gave you. His eyes were very pretty in your opinion and he seemed a bit surprised you weren't scared like Emily. In fact he was the one who broke eye contact with you.

Your vision went dark and you appeared at the Red Church. You instantly went to find a cipher and ran into Eli who smiled and you smiled back. You both started working on a cipher and like you expected, a picture was taken. You decided to go to the other side of the map and decode there as Eli followed, just Incase your photo self was hit. Almost instantly Eli's photo self was hit and before we knew it on a rocket chair. "That's odd." You said, crouching next to Eli in a secluded area, waiting for his injuries to arise. "What is?" He asked as the Photo world was about to run out. "It's just, we were right next to each other when that picture was taken. Yet I've not been hurt at all even though there was plenty of time to get me as well." The worlds collided and Eli held his head in pain as you held your neck- a weird feeling came over you causing you to shiver but you healed the Seer up anyway. "I guess your right, that is kinda weird."

After healing Eli up, you noticed Emily was being placed on a chair. Martha attempted a rescue but the Hunter was too keen on letting her trick him. She did use her gun but he went straight to poor Emily, and she was off. It was just you three and Martha was kiting the Hunter currently when you felt your heartbeat rise. Annoyance instantly came over you as this was the last cipher. Martha was already limping and you seen her get hit as she fell to the ground of the church. She groaned in pain as you hid and Eli tried to help her. You'd think after putting the Coordinator on the chair, he'd secure that win but he switched his priority and walked past the Seer towards you. Everyone watched in confusion.

You quickly made your way inside the church and Martha and Eli followed, the Cipher inside being almost done and the Hunter's abnormal behavior. You were about to make it to the window behind the pews and it would be close. Too close maybe. As you were in the middle of vaulting, you were pulled back in the arms of someone. "Ah-!" "(Y/n)!" Martha shouted as she started to run to you but stopped when she seen what was happening. Eli and Martha shared nervous looks, unsure what to do. He seemed to be... holding you. Not threateningly, or like he was gonna put you on a chair, but affectionately. They didn't know if they should leave or not, the fear and confusion even apparent in your own expression. You mouthed a go 'decode' as they nodded, and stalled before leaving.

You found a great discomfort when they left, not knowing if you would be hurt or not, but something dragged you from your thoughts as he leaned down and placed his face in the crook of your neck... the same feeling when the two worlds collided. "Wh-What are you doing?" His eyes, though you couldn't see, slid up to your face. He enjoyed the panicked look on your face as your cheeks also flushed at the same time. He chuckled and pulled away from you. "You smell nice... like lavender. When I passed by your photo self, I couldn't help but enjoy your scent." Your feelings contorted to confusion. "B-but-!"

His pale and cold hand caressed your cheek, his sharp nails barley skimming your skin. He was gentle, but showed that if he wanted to do so, he could hurt you. "Sweet little thing." His thumb traced over your lip as he noticed how plump and soft they were. "All alone." He leaned closer to your fearful yet blushing face. You closed your eyes tightly expecting what would happen next, but instead you felt a hand lift yours and a kiss on your knuckles. Your eyes popped open in slight disappointment. "I'm not that much of a cretin, I believe I do have most traits of a gentleman."

He chuckled and rose back from your delicate hand. His smile was genuine yet it held mischief. Taking note of the hard to notice pout upon your features, and lifted your chin. "Unless you were to prefer if I didn't act so gentlemanly?"

You blushed a deep scarlet as he inched closer, your eyes not closing if you wanted them to. His eyes, like before were to beautiful to look away from. "I- I was just expecting something a bit m-more..." You confessed. His smile widened as he leaned in and placed a hand on the back of your head, and placed his cold lips on your warm ones. Though it was only a peck, the warmth that rushed through your body was forever lasting as he leaned back. The siren went off making you jump. "Well, I must get those two or I'll have a bad record to the Hunters, I do not mind if you escape though dear~!" He picked you up and walked to the Exit Gate and his you, so your teammates wouldn't call you for betrayal. You almost felt bad as they asked what he did with you. But once they were gone he came to retrieve you.

"Here my love, the gate is open." He held your hand and walked you through and before you left you almost forgot to ask, "What's your name?" He looked at you in shock for a moment but happily smiled afterward. "Joseph, and yours?" You also smiled. "(Y/n)!" For the last time, he bent on one knee and kissed your hand. "A beautiful name for a beautiful dove." And with that he pushed you off.

Back at the manor when you arrived unharmed, Martha and Eli asked where you were and what happened. "Ah, I uhm, he found me running and let me go." Martha complained how unfair Hunters could be and Eli brought up how he held you. "Ah well-!" "Maybe (Y/n) just has an admirer." Emily suggested. "A Hunter liking a Survivor? Hmm." Martha thought to herself of how taboo that sounded. "Well he did hold her with lots of affection." Eli said smiling, obviously trying to make you flustered. Emily chuckled at your embarrassed state.

You hoped you would see him again, hopefully he'd remember you. Your scent.