Ask: WERECREE WERECREE WERECREE!!! Love your writings! I’d love to request fem!human!reader x werewolf mcCree, where perhaps he accidentally hurts her in wolf-form, blames himself and runs off, she goes after him, needs help bc convenient danger is convenient, Jesse runs to her aid and she patches him up with a fluffy “I’ll take care of you you big puppy” kinda ending. Also, please including “who’s a good boy” teasing. Maybe some NSFW?? ;)
a/n: its different from the request, sorry i just saw werecree and was struck with inspiration. I hope you enjoy!
Pulling down the old road, weeds over grown the driven dirt road. The eerie sound of crows filling the air as you parked your car. Sighing you looked out at the tall grass and the thick line of trees, marking the barrier to an unknown world.
It might have set alarms off in someone elses head, or made them go running for the hills with a horror flooded scream falling from their mouths. But not you. You weren't one to turn away easily, so that's why your here. Looking for the beast, a rumor that had swept through the town. Some said it was the ghost of a girl who was murdered and eaten by coyotes, others said skinwalkers. But logically, it was nothing, just rumors... Right?
Well that wasn't about to stop you, the entrance to the forest was thick, brambles stuck to your pants and shoes and you made your way through. The brambles and the tightly wrung trees headed a warning, the crunch of old leaves and the howling of the wind a plea for you stop. But with the feeling of curiosity was powerful, making you shake your head and continue onwards into the forest.
But that was an hour ago, now you stared face to face with the wolf... The thing people have so long been afraid of, stared at you. Not moving, just watching. He was large, standing at roughly 5 feet tall, his fur a deep brown with hints of a red undertone. A deep growl rising dangerously from his throat.
Gulping you tried to back away from him. Snapping his jaw he rushed around you and blocked your path. "Hh-hello." You said, no confidence in your voice. Only a trembling fear. A deep snarl ran out from his throat, like someone holding a dagger to your throat. A threat of death. Putting up your hands you backed away, but he began to circle around you, no way point seemed safe to make a dash.
A lump grew in your throat, maybe you should have headed the warning signs. Instead of letting curiosity drag you into this mess. And look, you seemed to play the dumb blonde in every horror film. The one who ends up dead.
Lowering to your knees, he towered above you. Tears began to gather in your eyes. Silent prayers filled your head as you looked on towards the beast. He stalked closer, the sound of his feet crushing leaves underneath him. You could hear his breath, you could feel that he was closer.
"Hey, I'm not gonna hurt ya'." A man's voice said, and there he was...The wolf. "Wait- the hell...am, am I dead or something? What th-" you felt cut off, no questions seemed to lead to clear answers as you struggled to find words. He was staring at you with an amused face, his chest was uncovered and a brown-red fur was around his waist. "You ok over there sugarplum?" He asked, scooching closer towards you.
"Sorry I scared ya' so bad. I was just trying to scare you off or somethin'. Wasn't planning on eatin' ya." He chuckled, sticking his hand out in front of you. "You didn't seem like you were going to let me leave..." You murmered, crossing your arms in front of your chest and turning away from him.
"Come on now, I was tryin' to shake your hand Missy." He chuckled, his beard growing in awkwardly around his...charming? Face. It was a face now, every part of your being was confused, and maybe partially in shock. "Sorry, I'm just- am I dead? Is this some sort of sick joke?" You asked, scratching the back of your hand. "Not a joke, and not gonna lie sweetheart, you're as pale as a ghost." He sighed, kneeling in front of you and feeling your forehead. He was so warm, so close... Yet it still felt unreal.
Like you were caught in a haze. "Geez, we need to get you out of these woods." He muttered. Slowly sticking his arms underneath your frame, his body beginning to hunch over as he made a run for what seemed to be the direction of the road. "Fresh, I don't even know your name..." You chuckled, feeling a sudden shiver as a breeze hit your face.
He didn't reply, he was just...running. His chest heaved and half his body seemed to be morphed. It felt like an eternity, between your cold sweats and the constant air whipping around your face. But it came to a stop, you could feel him put you down for a second. Gingerly he picked you back up, and gently placing you in the back of your car. "My name's Jesse."
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