Soaking wet // Arthur Fleck x Reader
A/N: This was requested by theichabbieclub, thank you so much. <3 I know that @impulsiveclown not some long time ago did the same request and she created another amazing masterpiece, so hereâs the link to her work if you havenât read it yet. Mine isnât as good as her, but I hope youâll like it too. ^^
Summary: Reader comes home exhausted, soaking wet to the bone and freezing. They end up falling asleep standing up. Once Arthur notices, he places his hand on the back, letting them lean on him. Then he kinda freaks out when he realizes theyâre wet and freezing. He changes the reader, warms them up and puts them to bed. Reader is so exhausted that they donât wake up at all until hours later in the middle of the night.
Youâd been on your feet the whole day. Youâd gotten up very early in the morning to make sure you wouldnât be late at work and youâd woken up already feeling tired thinking about how much work there had been waiting for you.
As the day went on and the hours just passed one after another rapidly, you hadnât even had time to realize how exhausted youâd been. You came back home worn-out and feeling drained out of energy completely, though also completely soaked by the storm that had been going on for some time. You couldnât be bothered by that however, you were asleep on your feet and all you could think about was throwing yourself on a bed and just stay there for several hours.
But as you came into the apartment that Arthur shared with you, you heard your loverâs voice coming from the kitchen. Suddenly your mind changed the track of thought and your legs just led you to the kitchen instead the bed, to meet Arthur as if you were hypnotized by his sweet and luring voice. The love of your life was calling you and you had to response.
As you came to hug him, practically throwing into his arms, you buried your face into his red sweater and propped your forehead against his chest, your hands just hanging there at your sides while his were loosely wrapped around you, caressing your aching back.
- Oh, sweetheart, hi, Iâve missed you - his sweet tone, his lovely voice sounded like lullaby to you - howâs your day been?
You murmured something incomprehensible against his sweater and you felt him chuckle a bit, his body trembled with amusement and you felt a vibration inside his chest. That vibration, his calming voice and the warmth of his body instantly put you to sleep.
Your awareness was barely there as you felt yourself disappearing into sweet nothingness, not feeling your physical body anymore. Upcoming dreams were becoming visible before your closed eyes and you could no longer understand what Arthur were saying to you.
He hummed as he pressed his lips to the top of your head and hugged you more closely, one hand around your waist, the other put on the back of your head, keeping you from falling down to the kitchen floor.
He realized two things: that you fell asleep on him, which was just so adorable, and how wet you were, how your clothes were totally drenched and your body was shaking from cold. His eyebrows drew together in concern as he gasped, full of worries about your health. He whispered your name as if he was trying to send to your unconscious mind a message that everything would be alright, that he got you and he would take care of you.
Still holding you in his arms, he lowered himself enough to grabbed you under your knees and he lifted your body with ease, keeping your legs under his arm. Carefully so he wouldnât accidentally hit any part of your body against something (oh, he would never forgive himself if he done any harm to you, even by accident), he carried you to the bedroom and placed you on the bed as if you were a Disney princess that had to be treated delicately and loving by the hands that were holding her.
He rushed to a closet to grab some dry and clean clothes for you, but instead of taking one of your t-shirts, he took one of his sweater and your comfy trousers. He came back in a second as he placed the clothes aside and began undressing you, piece by piece, starting with your shoes that youâd forgotten to take off at the hall. So tired and sleepy you were. He didnât mind that youâd probably left wet muddy traces in the kitchen, he would clean them up later, they could surely wait. Currently in his thoughts were only you and the importance of warming you up as soon as possible, so you wouldnât wake up tomorrow with a running nose and fever.
Again, he wouldnât mind taking care of you while youâd have a fever, he would feel more than happy to be useful and help you to feel better, but at the same time he wouldnât want you being in any discomfort and pain.
After he removed the shoes from your tired feet, he also took off your wet socks and he shook his head in displeasure at how cold your feet were at that moment. He quickly rubbed them with his hands to warm them even a little bit, giving you a short foot massage. He put a quick kiss to your big toe before he moved up and crawled on the bed to take care of your jeans. He unzipped them and too them off right with your panties. You mumbled something in your sleep and he looked up at you.
- Shhhh, princess, itâs alright, itâs me, Iâm undressing you to put you into something more dry and warm.
Seeing how much you were shaking with cold, he quickly put your trousers on you and came back up to you to remove your totally drenched blouse and bra. He was in hurry, but still he was careful and gentle with you.
Once you were wearing his sweater, he took off his own shirt and use it to dry your hair at least a little, before he covered you with a blanket and slipped underneath it too. As he laid beside you, you, as if sensing him in your sleep, turned to him, reaching your hand to drop it around his body. He crawled as close to you as it was physically possible and put his arms around you, pulling you even closer to him.
His hand were rubbing your back and your leg and any place of your body that he could reach to warm you up. His legs were trying to do the same, wrapping around yours. You were still shaking from time to time and it worried him that the rain might had made you sick. Why hadnât you taken an umbrella with you? Why hadnât you waited out somewhere until it stopped raining? Why hadnât you call for him to bring the umbrella with him? You must had been so exhausted that you couldnât wait to be back at home, he thought. He sighed and kissed your forehead.
- Poor little thing - he whispered with so much love and care in his voice - so exhausted and recklessâŠ
He held you like that for a long time, rubbing your body and pressing his nose into your wet hair, until you stopped shaking and your body was warm enough to put you safely back on a pillow as your head had been lying practically all this time on his arm. He looked at you with a satisfied smile on his face. His arm was aching and tingling, but it didnât matter to him, all that mattered was that you were finally warm and slept peacefully. As for his arm, it would come back to functioning eventually.
Some time later, you murmured his name in your sleep as you shifted on your back and stretched out your body. You slowly opened your eyes and looked for Arthur. As you spotted him sitting next to you and watching you, you smiled and sat up too.
- How⊠When⊠How? - you asked confused, not remembering going to bed at all.
- You were so tired, you fell asleep standing up in the kitchen - he chuckled and leaned to kiss your nose. Last time it was freaking cold, but now your temperature was fine. He was happy about it - How do you feel? You were so cold and shaking⊠I was worried youâre gonna get sick.
- Iâm fine, I feel good and rested, thank you so much, my love - you smiled at him, so grateful that you had such a good and caring boyfriend like Arthur, and you ran your hand through your hair to remove them from your face.
Your brows drew together in consternation as you felt that your hair was a mess, in a totally straggly condition, your every strand were tangled and in a mangled shape. You frowned and looked at Arthur with a helpless look on your face.
- Thatâs what happens when you go to bed with still wet hair. But donât worry, love, I will help you comb your hair if you let me, so you donât look like a crazy forest witch anymore.
- I look like what?! - you asked pretending to feel offended, but you cracked up and snorted with laughter, smacking his arm lightly with your hand.
- Iâm sorry, but you do look a little bit like a witch with those hair - he joked laughing before he pulled you closer to him and kissed your mouth - the prettiest witch ever existed by the way - he glanced at you and smiled - And Iâm more than happy to be under your spell, princess.
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