《Transformers one-shots》Driftxreader ~ Stay with me
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The front door of a home far from any other residents burst open and out ran (y/n)
"(Y/n)! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE! (Y/n)!!" Her father yelled.
The cold blast of wind stung her bare skin, it was the middle of winter and she ran without a coat, her open wounds froze as she ran and ran, as far as she could run before collapsing from the cold air she inhaled as she slowly laid down on the snow covered ground, bare as her whole body was red she laid there shivering "a-and now...I'm g-gonna d-die out h-h-here... A l-lonely... S-s-s...sad sack..." She murmured as her eyes started to close
She heard an engine nearing but couldn't find the strength to open her eyes as she laid there. The motor slowed before stopping as the engines purr was so close she could probably reach out and touch the vehicle. But she blacked out.
When she woke up she didn't open her eyes, but she felt warm, very warm, almost burning but her body didn't seem to react and scream 'HOT HOT HOT' but instead it felt... Very nice. Around her felt fuzzy and she knew she was wrapped in blankets. Slowly she opened her eyes as they grazed the room she was in, it was very dim, few candles set the lighting as a man sat by a fireplace with a long sword in his lap but he simply stared into the fire, the flames reflecting his hazy stare in his blue eyes.
She laid there and stared at him before lightly flinching when a dog barked, the man looked over as he set the blade down "Ah, finally. You are awake.. I was beginning to worry."
She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came, something lit in his eyes
"Ah, the tea should help. Here." He helped her sit up as he reached over to a table and held a cup as she slid an arm through the blankets he handed it to her as she brought it to her lips, taking soft sips to hydrate her mouth and throat even though it had a very odd taste to it.. She shook it away and softly sighed looking up at him as he looked at her
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"Thank you... What's your name?"
"Oh, forgive me, I'm Drift, (y/n)."
She blinked a little "how did you..?"
"Your wallet." He said but reached over and gently felt her face "mm.. You're still below normal temperature. You should drink some more, it's a special herbal tea used for medicine." He said removing his hand, sitting down beside her "Rest assured nothing has been taken." He smiled a little
She drank the rest of the tea as she looked at him, she didn't really care considering she only had about $10 and her license in her wallet..
"Tell me, why were you on the side of the road? How did you get there?"
She glanced at the stranger named Drift but glanced away "I, um, ran away.."
He frowned a little "I noticed quite a few bruises below the frost-bite. Is that why you ran away?"
She gave a slight nod as he looked at her
"Well.. I'm afraid you won't be leaving my side any time soon, a blizzard has blown in and it's too dangerous to leave the house. Besides, I won't let you leave until you're healthy."
"What are you.. Some sort of healer?" She asked looking at him
"No, I'm a martial artist but I've studied many medicinal herbs and home remedies. I grow my very own herb garden here.." He said glancing away "You're very lucky you pulled through."
"How long have I been out?" She asked
"2 weeks." He said, his face showed general concern but she looked away and looked at the dog that sat there, it was a husky. It stared at her before softly barking and backing away
He said something in a foreign language but was looking at the dog but it sounded like he was scolding him
"Forgive Riko, he is not fond of strangers."
"It's ok.. I like dogs." She said looking at said dog named Riko.
"How old is he?"
"5 years." He said standing up and rubbing the dogs head as he walked by into another room as she looking around to notice there wasn't really anything on the walls, no family photos or anything for that matter. No decorations. Just plain wood walls, obviously they were in a cabin of sorts.
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She softly sighed but looked up when he returned with a plate of food, vegetables.
"Here, the greens will make you stronger, besides, you must be starving."
She was undoubtedly hungry so she didn't mind the slightly odd taste of the food, perhaps it was because they were home grown. He did say he had a garden.
They had dinner together that night as they talked. Drift was a really nice guy.
A week went by as y/n laid there in the bed he had in a guest bedroom, softly yawning as she heard a door open and close. "Drift?"
She didn't hear a response as she sat up "Drift? Is that you?"
Nothing. She had a dreaded feeling in her stomach that said to check it out as she swung her legs over to the edge of the bed and took a breath, she slowly rose to her feet as she grabbed the door frame helping her balance as she looked over at Riko at the foot of her bed who whined and cocked his head.
"Sh.." She softly hushed the dog as he got up and stood by her side as she slowly walked out to the living room "Drift..?"
Riko trotted around and whined, softly barking before whining again as he ran towards y/n before running off to Drift's room
"Riko" she softly hissed before walking over to Drift's room. Her eyes widen as she stood there staring at Drift who had his back turned to her only wearing a single towel around his waist, water dripped from his hair and down his back as his muscles slightly flexed. She bit her lip as she looked over him
Riko sat on his bed as he looked at Drift as he sorted clothes. But looked over at her and barked. 'Ugh, Riko!!' She scowled
Drift looked over as he slightly blinked
Her face turned red "I'm so sorry! I thought someone was in the cabin! I heard noises and I called for you but you didn't answer and-" she said quickly
"Y/n, y/n, please calm down." He gently smiled "It's ok, it's just me."
She was slightly surprised, he wasn't mad or anything "Y-you aren't mad..?"
"Mad?" He furrowed his brows in confusion before smiling again "I'm just glad you're up walking around on your own." He said "You're getting stronger."
She flustered a bit but nodded "I guess you're right.. I-uh, I'll wait out here." She said as she had reminded herself he wore nothing but a towel as he slightly nodded and turned away and grabbed a shirt as she walked out and sat on the couch.
He walked out fully clothed as he looked at her "It was a nice sight to see this early in the morning. I'm glad you're able to move about without help." He sounded happy yet something laid below his undertone before he walked off to make breakfast.
Throughout the whole day something seemed off about Drift, he was agitated about something. But she just couldn't figure it out. So they sat there at dinner that night as she looked at him. "Okay, Drift. What's the matter?"
He looked up at her "hmm?"
"You've been distant all day, what's wrong?"
"Ah, it's nothing you should worry about, y/n." He said gently dismissing the subject.
"I think it is." She said defiantly, but blinked at the words coming out of her mouth as he looked somewhat surprised as well.
"Why?"
"I just..." She sighed "This last week has been painfully long but you're always there for me, something I've never had a friend do before.. But you.. You're just so caring. It's about time I do a favor for you."
He stared at her before glancing away "Stay with me."
She blinked "huh?"
He looked up at her "I have grown attached to you, y/n, you're very.. Unique. I fear I've been alone for so long that I'm afraid to let you go, especially after the conditions I found you in. I want you to stay with me, y/n.."
She softly smiled but reached over to his hand and gently thumbed over it "Of course.. I'll stay with you."
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