IDV Oneshots/Ship-Book- [REQUESTS CLOSED]

🔪 -Bleed- [Norton x Reader]

(Hello, author here, giving you a slight angst warning! So ah... yeah ❤️. But please, enjoy the story! I was very tired (again) while writing, oops)

You were waiting in the lobby of a match, patiently waiting to be paired with a hunter. In the meantime, you saw your teammates enter too- Naib Subedar- the Mercenary, who also happened to be one of your closer friends, Victor Grantz- the Postman, who was a very quiet fellow that often sent you letters, in and out of matches, and Norton Campbell- the Prospecter.

Now, if it had been anyone else other than Norton, that would've saved your soul. But your soul had no such saving when he sat down next to you, giving a devilish look. Why? He had the notion that you were attracted to him, and it wasn't the effect of his magnets. Every time he saw you, he gave you a smile that made you blush semi-angrily. You hated him for it so very much, but deep down, it was endearing, and the prospector was very much correct.

"Y/N." A deep voice on the other side of you hissed. You turned, and looked at Naib, who was securing his elbow pads onto his arms. "How do you feel about the match today?"

You sighed- it wasn't the best match, but as you were a decoder, and everyone else on the team had a separate main skill, your team was evenly balanced. That didn't mean anything though. That meant if one of you was down, then no one else could replace the skill of the person who was unavailable.

"I'm confident we'll win, and be okay." You said, smiling.

"You'd be surprised as to how good Bane can hunt." Norton said, flipping a magnet in his hand. As he did, Bane, more well known as The Gamekeeper, had walked into the waiting room. Your confidence visibly began to wilt and Naib scoffed, signaling to the hunter that he was ready to begin the match.

"What's some moose man got on you, Y/N?" He rolled his eyes, seeming a bit uneasy, as hyping you up was not his strongest suit. "We'll be fine."

His reassurance was greatly valued, as you nodded, and glanced at the other two at the table. Victor had already signaled his preparation a good minute ago- he was patiently waiting with an envelope on the table in front of him, and a pen between his fingers. On another note, Norton still seemed like he wasn't ready. He was staring at his magnets with a distant yet sad expression... it almost looked like regret. When he noticed you watching him, he just looked up to let the hunter know he was ready, and you did too. Then the match started, your vision fading...

It was Lakeside Village.

You hated this map. There was almost nowhere good to really hide, yet so much in the way. You knew it would take Wick a while to find you if Victor sent any letters, and Naib would have a hard time dashing with all the objects obscuring his path. When your vision had cleared, you only saw tall plants towering above you. You weren't far from a cipher, so you went to it immediately and started decoding. It wasn't long until you heard footsteps behind you, and you checked to see who it was. Just your luck, again. Norton had ran up, seeming a bit too bright for the situation you were all currently in.

"Who do we have here?" He said, as he began to decode with you. You just ignored him for the time being, keeping your eyes on the cipher, because if you made eye contact, you would start blushing madly.

"Did I bother you too much already?" Norton spoke up again, this time actual worry laced his voice.

"What? No!" You replied, shaking your head. "It's just.. focus on decoding and all, you know?"

"I see.." The Prospector quieted down once more, the same regretful expression from before returning to his face.

"Alright, done!" You said as you popped the cipher. Norton nodded, still silent. Concern blossomed in your chest, as you quickly grabbed his hand, and dragged him to a windmill behind a mostly standing yet raggedy house. He gave a soft hum of confusion as he let you drag him. Once you were nearly out of everyone else's potential sight, you let go of his hand and crossed your arms. "Campbell- what's on your mind? You've been looking all mopey."