Far Cry 5 One-Shot Collection

Yandere!Jacob X Reader: "Hurting you is the last thing I'd do..."

Prompt 1. "Hurting you is the last thing I'd do, you know that."

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Jacob pushes away from the desk with a glare, jaw clenched, "He didn't deserve mercy. He was weak–"

"What about me then, hmm? I'm not strong, would you do that to me too?"

He scoffs, indignant as he faintly shakes his head at you. "'Course I wouldn't. Hurting you is the last thing I'd do, you know that."

"Do I, Jacob?" He stiffens at the wobbly accusation in your tone, "Do I really know that you wouldn't? Because apparently I don't know you at all if this is what you do. If this is how you... how you deal with people that you..."

Gently shaking your head you turn away, hand coming up to cup your mouth as the other lowers to hold your waist. A small comfort as you try to wrap your head around all of this, try to process what this gruff man you'd consider a friend had done; and even why he'd done it.

"I..." you struggle with what to say, gaze unsteady as you shakily turn back to him. The uncertainty that has you biting at your bottom lip changes somewhat, wriggles into something even more unpleasant, until it is quickly swiped at by a clawing disappointment. "Fucking hell Jacob, how could you?"

Surprisingly the older man has the decency to at least look a little ashamed, shifting from one foot to the next as he pointedly looks away from you. His gaze hard and set as a scowl works its way onto his scarred features. You swear you hear him huff under his breath.

A moment of silence passes between you both, stale and tentative, until the natural growl of his voice catches your attention.

"... I don't regret it."

You blink. An unnatural tightness forming in your throat as his quiet words start to sink in, echoing like an ominous toll upon a fated hour; distinct and haunting. Hesitantly you meet his eyes, those striking kaleidoscopes of blue that sometimes border on grey intently watching you. Holding your gaze captive as he turns his head towards you, arms still firmly crossed over his chest as he stands as tall and imposing as ever.

"And I'd damn well do it again if it meant keeping you safe."