~Life is Strange 2~ (Sean Diaz x Reader) {oneshots}

Off-Road Interest (Girl Reader)

WARNING: HELLA Descriptive Kissing (but you're here for that, right? ;)) and Rude Behavior

Abbreviations: (Y/N); Your desired name

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Sean was sitting on the hood of the car, puffing out a smoke. (Y/N) was sitting beside him, attempting to admire the scenery of the desert they were in. Sean's left hand was covering (Y/N)'s right hand, the two feeling warmth from one another. The chemistry the two shared was the only thing that prevented them from losing themselves. The heat from the sun made their skin feel like they were burning into a crisp, but what only mattered to them in the moment was being their for each other.

The sight of Sean smoking within a desert was oddly mesmerizing and aesthetically pleasing. The moment was perfect for a photo, but having no portable electronics was the barrier. Instead, she snapped a photo of him in her eyes, keeping the image in her mind.

Sean slightly shuffled his hand, exciting the chills in (Y/N)'s arm. It was a ticklish feeling, and a good one at that. (Y/N) giggled at the moment, making Sean also let a small chuckle out as he exhaled the smoke in his mouth. His head turns towards (Y/N), revealing his remaining eye. (Y/N) stares at the patched eye with guilt.

Man... if Sean went partially blind and I went partially deaf...

"How's your eye doing?" (Y/N) questions while placing her left hand over the ear that was damaged.

Sean's right eye looks down at their hands, obviously not fully recovered, "It still hurts," he then looks at (Y/N), attempting sign language. He uses his right hand to point at his own ear while still holding his cigarette, "How's your ear?"

(Y/N) sighs, "It still feels like it just happened," her head turns back to the scenery.

Sean finishes his cigarette, trashing it by throwing the thin stick into the desert. He looks back to (Y/N), doing a gesture, "Are you ready to go or do you wanna stay for a bit longer?"

(Y/N) briefly responds, "I think it's a good time to me to take my drugs," she gives a small grin to Sean, appreciating his patience.

The two separate their hands from each other, getting inside of the car they had to steal. (Y/N) opens her backpack, taking out the medical supplies she was given at the hospital. Sean also pulls out the supplies he received from his own bag. He looks over at (Y/N), curious if she needed help, "You need help with that?"

(Y/N) seems delightful to accept, "Sure, Doctor Diaz," she chuckles at her own joke.

Sean admittedly laughs along, "Oh, trust me... I'm gonna suck at this," he gently grabs the ear medicine from (Y/N).

(Y/N) continues to joke on as she lays her head down on the small blanket covering the air bag, barely raising it so she could still hear Sean, "Well, at least you don't suck at... you know what," she had a big, cheesy smirk plastered on her lips.

Sean's face begins to glow a vibrant red in response, "S-stop," he almost regrets speaking.

(Y/N) only laughs at his reply, "You're super-cute, Sean," she sets her head fully down on the blanket, waiting for Sean to insert the ear drops.

Sean covers the skin surrounding the open ear with his hand while holding the dropper in his other. He eventually squeezes the dropper, making sure only a droplet slipped into her ear. (Y/N)'s whole body except for her head shuffle a little bit, the shot feeling rather cold. Sean jumps slightly, "Oh shit, I'm sorry!"