Tredd Furia x reader prompt response
(A/N): Hey guys Amic here! I apologize to the anon for the delay but here it is! Your Tredd request! I’ve been kinda busy over the few days so I’ve been mostly working on this at school at the same time as finishing a short story for a competition at my local library but I am ready for more requests as I’ve only got one other one to do! Karaoke Gladio anon your request is coming don’t worry! Now I’ll leave you be but one question, what do you choose? (You’ll know what I mean at the end)
2. “They may not understand you, but I do.”
“Damned Nif.” Someone grumbles as you walk down the street, yes you are a Nif but you are also Galhadian, something they… everyone almost never looks at.
“NIF GET AWAY FROM HERE!!” Another person yells as a rock is chucked at your head, you stop momentarily to hold onto your now bleeding temple but you sigh and walk forth as proudly as before.
“(L/N)? The citizens again… You’re a good glaive, remember that. Go get cleaned up.” Drautos tells you so you nod and walk off to the bathroom, bumping into Tredd in the process.
“(Y/N) what happened!?” Tredd questions but you merely sigh at your childhood friend insisting.
“The civilians.” You respond so he looks at the door then to you.
“C’mon (Y/N)!” Tredd growls as he drags you into the bathroom, not even bothering to check which is which then he approaches you.
“Let me check.” Tredd demands so you nod and he moves your momentarily stained hair to look at the damage.
“Am I evil? Is what my father’s nationality was what makes me who I am?” You question making him freeze his actions of cleaning the wound as his jaw clenches, he drags you over to a bench and sits by your side, holding your hands in a tight vice grip.
“You’re Galhadian by right (Y/N). You were born by a Galhadian mother and raised there.” Tredd tells you as he makes you look in his eyes.
“They may not understand you, but I do. You’re a great person, one of the best in this cruel cruel world. (Y/N) understand when I say this, you are not as people make you out to be. We pave our own futures, It’s something they do not control.” Tredd tells you as his grip lessens, your phone buzzes so he nods as a way to say go ahead and check, when you do you see an email labeled as Top secret orders.
“After all this is over I want to go back home to Galhad with you where we truly matter but we just need one more fight then we are home free,” Tredd looks you in the eyes as he brushes your bangs behind your ear “I’ll never let a single person hurt you so just fight with me… what is your choice?” Tredd tells you as you look from the phone to him, to the phone again, rereading the lines ‘For hearth and home’ until you make a choice.
“(Yes/No)”