A Light in the Dark (Keith x Reader)

A Light in the Dark

Dedicated to my bestie, who loves Keith more than I do

The floor was extra hard as your head was slammed down on the concrete. You felt the blood come out of your head. This is it. There's no hope for me. You wanted to cry, but your tears had run out a long time ago. The shadowy figure of your attacker hovered over you. Sendak spat on your shoulder.

"P...please." You managed to croak out. "I—" but he shut you up with a kick to your ribs. You yelled out in intense pain. "Shut up!" he hissed. "Now..." he ripped off a part of your prisoner uniform. "It's time to play." He chuckled evilly.

You had no idea that your heart could beat as fast as it was at that moment. Your lungs had to catch up with it, forcing you to inhale and exhale rapidly. He flipped you over on your back with his hand violently, making your head bounce due to the force.

"N...No! Please!" You cried as you saw him take off his general uniform. You felt your vision fading. The world around you turned black and white. Feelings of hopelessness coursed through your veins. You squeezed your eyes shut to brace for any type of unwanted touch or impact. A shadow came over you...

Suddenly, you heard a metal door open. It was nearby, but to you, it felt like it came from a distance. "Get away from her!" You heard a man cry. You heard grunting, a couple of laser shots, and metal scraping. You wanted to open your eyes to see what was happening, but your eyes disobeyed your brain.

Instead, you found yourself slipping into unconsciousness.

~

You woke up back in your prison cell, but something was different. You felt a presence that wasn't there before. You looked to your left and saw a silhouette of a man laying on the floor with a hand on his forehead.

You crawled over to him. "Hello?" you said softly. He turned to you. "Oh. Sorry I didn't see you there." He sat up. As he did so, the dim, yellow light in the prison cell revealed a man with the most beautiful violet eyes you've ever seen. His hair was raven black and fell to his shoulders in a mullet, and his fit body was displayed nicely in his skintight black and purple armored jumpsuit. He obviously wasn't a prisoner, well...I guess he is now. Your heart skipped a beat. He was everything you could ever hope for in a man. It's as if someone had made him just for you.

He smiled at you. "I'm Keith." He said. It took you a minute to recognize the sound of his voice. This was undoubtedly the man who saved you earlier. You smiled back. "(Y/N)." you said. "Thank you...for saving me." Keith blushed and looked down at the floor. "Ah, I was just doing my job." He said shyly.

He looked up at you again, and his face grew concerned. "Oh! Your forehead!" he exclaimed, pointing to quite the sizeable gash on your forehead. He came closer and wiped it off with his jumpsuit sleeve. You flinched as his touch made the pain to your head return. "I'm sorry." He said, feeling you recoil. "I'm almost done."

You distracted yourself by taking in his facial features. His violet eyes were something almost mystical. The way his lips parted as he concentrated on cleaning your wound made you want to lean in and capture them with your own. His hair framed his face perfectly, and he had a musty sent to him that was intoxicating. His touches on you were soft, yet confident. You found yourself hungry for more.

"There." He said. He brushed out the hair that was hanging in front of you with his calloused hands, carefully taking out any tangles. He leaned back and grinned slightly, satisfied with his work. You blushed. "Thank you." You cleared your throat as a nervous tick. "Um, so...I've never seen you around before. I imagine that they just imprisoned you?" You asked.

Keith sighed. "Yeah, I suppose I was too careless." He said. He seemed a little angry. "I went left when I should have gone right. I've let my team down." He looked down at the floor and started to draw imaginary shapes with his finger.