⚔︎ 1x4 isn’t the type the type to like parties, or anything loud of the sorts. They prefer quiet areas where they can focus and relax.
Though if you were to go to one, and you asked them to come along. Begged them to come along, well then they would. Reluctantly.
Don’t expect them to like it though. They’d keep to themself, hanging around you. Only speaking when they had to.
Drinking was fine, they couldn’t get drunk. Cup after cup. The Creation Of Hatred wouldn’t feel a thing. Alcohol was merely something that burned on their tongue.
For you mortals on the other hand, it could do multiple things.
For example: it makes you drunk.
1x4 didn’t really like drunk people, they acted too irrational. Too loud. It irritated them. Seeing you drunk was an entirely different thing.
They wouldn’t like seeing you vulnerable like that in front of so many people, they’d take you home quickly—despite any protests you might give.
Muttering insults under their breath about how susceptible you were.
They mean well while saying those things, of course.
As soon as they got you home, they’d rush you to bed. Lying down next to you and wrapping their arms about your waist.
Thats how you ended up falling asleep. Trapped in their warm embrace.
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1x4 x Killer Reader! [CUDDLES!]
Reader will be gender-neutral!
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It was a very tiresome round, the Specter waking every killer and survivor up at 7 AM. 1x4 had the last round and you just came out of yours, for some reason the Specter was making the rounds back to back. Forcing all the killers to get a turn up until none remained.
You pushed yourself to your tent that you shared with 1x4. Opening up the tent door you noticed he was already sitting down with his head resting against something. You honestly couldn’t care what he would say so you just sat next to him and grabbed his arm up and wrapped it around your shoulder.
You brought your arms to hug him, wrapping them around his hip and waist. Trying to get comfortable to catch a few winks. He turned his head to you before holding you tighter getting the memo, it was nice having you like this anyway. Even if he wouldn’t admit it.
He enjoyed your warm embrace, even if it was a bit sudden. Feeling your body heat mixed in with his.
Sometimes you both debated how you even got to this point of…’love’. Eugh, killers using that word was disgusting but you two didn’t care…too much…. Luckily all of the other killers also immediately went to their tents to pass out so you didn’t have to worry about them.
“I’m exhausted….” You drawled, pressing your head against his chest. Your hair brushing his chin as you did so.
He let out a soft chuckle as he played with your hair. You let out a soft hum of appreciation, this was nice.
“I think we all are to be fair. No one likes waking up early….” He huffed resting his head back as he continued playing with your hair and holding you. Stroking your back with one hand.
Your spine tensed and relaxed at his touch. You could feel every breath he took, and it helped relax you, but you mostly just wanted to be in his embrace. Both of your chests went up and down with every breath until time felt still.
You dug your head closer into his chest worried he might disappear, or even worse—another round would start.
But hey, at least you weren’t a survivor getting mauled!
You mumbled something under your breath as the two of you accepted this peace, for how ever long it would last.
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