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Strangers (Marik Ishtar x Reader)

Summary:

Reader happens to be afraid of the thunder, soaked when Marik finds them and takes them back to his apartment. He happens to know a few things about distracting them, but once the thunder let's up, will they stay?

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The forecast had not called for rain, nor the deafening thunder that clapped over your head.  Instead, rain spattered quickly upon the ground, chilling you to the bone.  Each time the loud thunder roared above you, a shiver of fear coursed up your spine.  Tears clouded your eyes, hidden by the harsh rain that poured over top of you, while the roaring thunder hid your fearful sobs.  

 

You cursed yourself of your fear, and yet you were too far from home to simply hide under your bed.  Running out of options, you opted to hide in the alleyway, trying to shield yourself by curling up as closely to the wall as you could.  Your eyes slammed shut, shudders taking over your body as you sobbed, utterly alone.  Heart pounding, you could barely hear the earth shattering thunder over your own fear of it.  

 

After what seemed like hours of cowering in the alley, you felt something draped over your head.  In a panic, your eyes shot open, only to see a man with tanned skin staring down at you.  A little bit of warmth flowed over you as you noticed it was likely the lilac eyed boy's jacket draped over you, his tanned skin growing wet from the rain quickly.  You were about to force out a 'thank you', when another loud thunder clap boomed through the sky, causing you to shudder in fear, gripping tightly to the new fabric over top of you.  

 

"My motorcycle isn't far, if you'd like to get out of the rain," the unknown tanned boy said kindly, his lilac eyes filled with worry as he stretched a slender hand out to you.  

 

Through your fear, you nodded quickly, taking his hand and letting yourself be hastily pulled to your feet.  Thankfully the rain had been covering your body to the point that the tears upon your face was camouflaged well.  He practically pulled you by his hand while the two of you ran to his motorcycle, and he motioned for you to put the coat on your body before you got on the back.  

 

It did not take long until you were taken to an unfamiliar residence, led inside quickly as the boy was likely chilled to the bone by this point as well.  With the new shelter around you, you delicately shed his coat, handing it to him thankfully as you relished in the new warmth that surrounded you.  "T-thank you," you timidly forced yourself to say.  

 

"It's no trouble," he replied with a soft smile, before he disappeared from the room for a moment, coming back with two towels.  

 

As he handed one to you, you quickly began drying yourself off as well as you could.  He motioned for you to sit on the couch, and though you felt bad that you were still a little wet, you complied with the stranger's suggestion.  When you sat, you could hear another clap of thunder roar through the sky, sending frightened shivers up your spine despite your new found warmth.  

 

The tanned man noticed your sudden cringe, his lips turning to a frown as his lilac eyes still held a little concern for the stranger he had brought into his home.  "You're scared of thunder, aren't you?" He asked, more as a fact than a question.  "I'm Marik, by the way." 

 

"Y/N," you replied timidly, before you shook your head.  "I-I'm fine, not s-scared."  Almost if to prove you wrong, the sky boomed once again, causing you to practically jump in fear.  "A-alright, a little bit."  

 

He chuckled softly, his lips forming a slight smile at your antics, before he disappeared once again.  When he came back, he had a pair of headphones and a small device in his hand.  Sitting beside you, he handed you the headphones, saying, "Put these on." 

 

Though he was simply a stranger to you, you were too scared to be defiant, and instead murmured out a soft word of gratitude before doing as he said.  The boy put on what you could swear was the band The Maine, and placed a comforting arm around you, as you subconsciously curled into his side.  After a while of focusing on the album that was playing, you began to settle comfortably, the boy smiling down at you as you were starting to drift off.  

 


 

In the morning, the sky had cleared, and you found yourself sleeping upon something foreign and warm.  The headphones were still upon your ears, which you carefully took off and set upon the coffee table beside you.  Adjusting your eyes to the light, the near stranger that had taken you in just the night before was recognized underneath you.  

 

Before you had the chance to carefully move off of the boy, large purple orbs fluttered open to meet your own.  This time, as your heart raced, it was a wonderful feeling in your chest, blush rising in your cheeks.  "S-sorry for falling asleep on you," you said hastily, blush shone brightly upon your cheeks.  

 

The tanned man smiled softly, moving himself to a seated position as you had moved, before letting out a soft chuckle.  "It's no trouble," he replied in a soft tone.  

 

As his eyes held your gaze, you could not help but feel a pull towards the man that was merely a stranger the night before.  He had brought you in, and in a sense saved you from your greatest fear, though you felt a little ashamed to be feeling this way towards a boy you had just met, making your cheeks heat up more and more in the silence that had ensued from your thought process.  When you finally pushed yourself to say something more, it came out as a stutter once again.  “T-thank you again for saving me last night,” you said timidly, before you straightened yourself up, getting ready to head out his door.  “I do hope we meet again, on better circumstances.”

 

Before you were able to reach the door, the man had reached for your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.  His smile was almost radiating with warmth as his lilac irises met yours once more, a little trace of blush upon his own tanned cheeks.  Though his glance was more confident with yours, it still had traces of sheepishness as he stared at you, finally saying, “You don’t have to go just yet, do you?” 

 

In those lilac irises, you saw something that you had not seen prior to these words.  You saw the hint of loneliness that you could not decipher through your own shyness, and your confidence spiked for just a mere moment as you leaned forward to give him a soft, quick kiss upon the cheek.  “I can stay as long as you want me to,” you said, your voice turning sheepish once more.  Though you were not sure how fate had brought you to the man before you, you could not help but feel your excitement rise in this moment, as the two of you walked back from the door.  At the end of this day, the two of you would no longer be strangers, but two lonely people who had found each other.