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but if you are, can you please do ray t.b x fem! reader angst??
she nearly dies during a mission and he shows emotions for the first time in forever??
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WARNINGS: angst, fluff, hurt, comfort, reader nearly dies, gore, violence, PTSD, slight sexual themes, explicit language & humor, childish humor, sexual humor ;), very short "smut"
(some rude humor as well. not meaning to discriminate! it's just for story-telling purposes! i love and respect everyone! <333)
pairing: ray the butcher x female reader
show me your sympathy (ray the butcher x female reader)
"y/n- stop it"
he growled through his teeth, visibly frustrated at your annoyance.
"or what?"
you asked childishly, rubbing up against him. You both were sitting in the back of a van, waitng for your arrival at an old warehouse.
"you'll regret it-"
You chuckled, not stoping though.
"oh yeah-?"
He took off his sunglasses, and directed his frustrated gaze towards you. His brown eyes staring deep into your playful soul.
"bet on it"
he replied firmly. Seemingly unphased by your attempts to make a crack into his harsh personality.
"what will you do hmm?"
You questioned, knowing fully what he meant.
"Once we're back at the hotel, your ass w-"
He paused his words, looking out the car window, quickly reconizing that you have reached your destination. Ready for your questionable job to fulfilled.
"alright- you know what to do?"
"strip?"
"fucking hell y/n-"
He clearly wasn't having it. Just wanting to get his job completed.
"i'm sorry. yes. yes i'm fully aware ray"
He nodded, before practically kicking open the doors of the gray van both of you were seated in. He already had off of his "tools", whre you still had to collect yours of the car seat.
"we don't have all day-"
he mumbled, getting out of the vehicle.
"uh-hmm"
You murmed, grabbing your knife, pistol, a grenade and rope- just in case you needed a quick yet hazardous escape.
Once out of the van, ray stood there, as if he had to wait for an hour. His personality was always sour and cold when you had a "task" to fulfill. Understandable, killing isn't necessarily an easy job.
"got any information on the guy?"
you asked, as you began to slowly make your way towards the back of the giant warehouse within the center of seoul.
"what did i tell you earlier?"
Sighing, you admitted to not remembering. He firmly grasped your shoulder, eyes fixated on yours.
"42, male, heavily guarded, buisnessman, no prior weapon skills, quick witted, and an overall easy hit if you're careful-"
"you're**?"
"yes you. i don't need to be-"
"i love you too"
you said out of the blue, making him scrunch his eyebrows, and letting go of you. though it wasn't official, you might as well be cosidered boyfriend and girlfriend.
Though he doesn't like reffering to you as such.
"i know you do"
"aww c'mon"
you nudge him a little, trying to get something out of him.
"later-"
You let out a loud huff, untimatley giving up.
"alright, do you at least, remember our plan?"
he questioned, as thw two of you stood beside a large metal door at the back of your target's supposed hideout.
"yeah- get in, eliminate any visible target's, kill the dude-"
"*sigh* somewhat like that- more specifically?"
"oh- i sneak in first, take care of any annoying fucks-"
Ray looked at the ground. Nodding as he again realized, how new you were to this job. Since nearly everything you stated was incorrect.
"no- just- just follow after me, got it?"
though you weren't the smartest when it came to planning, you were incredibly skilled with guns, and especially with daggers and knifes. Which is persumibly the only reason he still requests you follow him on missions.
"alright sir-"
"sir-?"
"daddy??-"
"just shut up- alright?"
He demanded, getting more and more annoyed by your unsucessful attempts of making him laugh. After waiting for your signal, he slowly opened the door, immediatly vanishing behind it. You stood there, after a second hearing the loud bangs of his rifle, and thuds of bodies crashing to the ground. Openening the door, you quickly draw your pistol (which i will be reffering to as a colt. look it up), ready for any circumstances. But, ray was quicker, and no threat was in sight.
He turned around, reloading his rifle. Sighing, you walk up to him.
"bloodthirsty hmm?"
"Yes"
Your steps on the cold concrete floor audible through the whole building, wasn't helping your case on being "sneaky".
"behind this door alright- there will be a lot o-"
"of fun-"
you cut off his words, kicking the door open, taking a millesecond to study the area, and promptly firing your colt. You press up against the nearest wall, ducking at each bullet flying towards you at light-speed.
"god damn it-"
ray mumbled, quickly entering after you. One of the many men dressed in suits wealding a shotgun, stood beside you.
"now don't you think about it fucker-"
you chuckled as you shot his leg, kicked the large weapon out of his hands, and finished the job off with another bullet. This time between his eyes. As you realized a bullet just barely missed you, you quickly turned, seeing ray busy with four other men, as two were facing you.
"awww-"
Running towards them, they fire multiple times, you duck, roll on the hard and cold ground, kicking one of them off their feet, and shooting the other in their foot. Both of them below you now, you fixate your cold on one of the men's head. *blank*
"well- shit"
Also, you forgot to bring ammo, which didn't improve the situation. One of the men tried to get ahold of his shotgun, which caught your attention.
"oh- oh i don't think so!"
Frankly ripping it ouf of his grip, you turn the weapon on him. The other man was crying in pain after you practically shot his foot off. You glaced over to ray, who already finished what he was doing, and was observing the scene.
"go ahead y/n-"
he murmed, smirking slightly.
"no-"
He raised his eyebrows, confused at what the hell you meant.
"alright sir- i will ask you once-"
you glanced back over to the man below you, his hands were in the air, showing his defeat. The other man was still acting like a pussy as you swiched your aim on both of them.
"where- is he?"
"why-?"
You shut your eyes, just to open them and laugh.
"why the fuck do you think we're here??"
He looked around, then looked at ray. He seemed like he knew ray, for some reason, unbeknownst to you.
"i'll ask you something, what makes you think i'll tell you??"
You nodded, understanding what he was talking about, before you threw the shotgun over to ray.
"you know what sir- you're absolutley correct!"
He looked over at his mate, who was now in fetal position, still crying about his wounded foot.
"which is why-"
You pull out the small, yet sharp dagger from your jacket, getting on your knees, you straddle the man's shoulders, and place it against his bloody, and sweaty throat.
"i have this- now tell me- where, is he?"
"not changing my opinion on telling you-"
"just finish him off y/n-"
ray interrupted, getting more eager with you once again.
"let me do my fucking thing here, alright?"
His eyes widned, he's never seen you so determined for anything-
"sorry for the unfriendly interruption, where was I??"
The man gulped, still not giving in to your request.
"i'm waiting-"
you said in a singing tone.
he remained silent.
"well- since you didn't tell me-"
You began slowly dragging the knife along his throat, millimetere by millimetere, making him shout out in pain. You tightly grabbed the hair on his scalp, pulling his head back, to reveal his throat more. Now, you grew impatient, and finished the job quickly. slitting his throat in a second. Blood gushing all over you, and your knife.
You let go of his scalp, making his vrash backwards, he tried holding himself up with all the strength he still had.
Wiping the blood from your knife, onto your jacket, you look over to the other man, still laying there in the fetal position.
"pl- please don't-"
He whined, clearly afraid for his life.
"awww, don't worry big boy, just tell me where he is, and i'll make it painless. i promise"
You dragged him onto his knees by his shoulder, watching as his facial expression depicted his fear and anguish.
"p- please miss-"
Meanwhile, ray was now standing beside you, searching the now- deceased guard's body for a key or something you'd need.
"go ahead, tell me where he is-"
"where- w-who?"
You blinked a few times, not knowing what his name is. You quickly glanced over to ray, who chuckled.
"mr. seung jisson"
"yeah- that guy--"
you replied, looking back at the man.
"oh- yes- u- i th- agh!"
you interrupted his shakey words with the still bloody blade, agianst his throat. Smirking to yourself, you watch as he beggs for his life.
"you see what happened to your friend, now tell me will 'ya?"
"yes- yes- up the stairs, s- second room on the left-"
he mumbled, his hands shaking due to the unbarable adrenaline and fear in his veins. Silently praying for his life.
"see, wasn't that hard now was it?"
You cooed, gently brushing some of his curly hair from his forehead, as the blade slowly distanced itself from his throat.
"now please let me go b-"
Just for the blade to penetrate the sensitive skin on his throat.
"i don't think so"
You withdrew the dagger, wiping the blood off with your jacket once again. Ray stood beside you, as he watched the entire scenario.
"bloodthirsty hmmm?"
he asked, referring to the same question you asked him minutes prior. Cackling, you walk towards him, and nudged him slightly.
"it's been a while"
You responded, sticking the blade back into your jacket.
Ray chuckled, looking at you with a slight smile.
"sex n' vodka tonight?"
instead of responding to that, he requested something else.
"take the shotgun y/n-"
ray motioned for you to grab the gun from the ground covered in blood from a large amount of corpses. Oblidging, you pickde up the blood stained shotgun besides the two of you.
"behind this door, am i correct?"
you mumbled as the two of you arrived upstairs, no guards in sight-
"indeed"
ray responded, huffing as he stood beside the door.
"alright plan, you said dong kirash will provide a ladder by the window, right?"
Ray seemed shocked as you started talking strats. This wasn't something you were known for, but he enjoyed being able to have a break of thinking. He confirmed your question, letting you continue.
"I enter, wipe out the guards and anyone prohibiting our access to this fucker, you tie in,doing the exact same thing, as we both corner that bastard- aight'?"
Ray seemed astonished, out of nowhere you showed genuine determination, cooperation and brilliance for your job-
"fantastic- and y/n?"
Your eyes flashed over to him, awaiting a continuation of his question.
"what makes you so tenacious all of a sudden?"
you shrugged your shoulders, firmly grabbing your shotgun.
"you tell me sir- ready?"
"more than ever"
he uttered, wiping some blood from his face.
Busting open the large metal door, you storm in. Now facing about ten guards, you instantly duck, knowing you're outnumbered.
Shot after shot, as you crawl around the ground, occaisionally landing a hit yourslef. After what felt like an eternity, presumibly only a second or two, ray stormed in, blasting his rifle he had just reloaded a second ago. Your feet, swiftly dodging the bullets being fired towards you. This was why ray adored your work, you were fast, fast and efficient even if you weren't the best planner. However, that seemingly changed.
Your moment of triumph only lasted a few second as a guard was right behind you, and three before you. You chuckled, dropping the shotgun. Ray didn'T seem to realize the dangerous situation you were in, as he slammed one of the guards head's against the white wall, breaking his skull. Quickly didging a bullet, and stabbing the other in the chest repeatedly.
The armed man behind you, kicked you to your knees, holding the shotgun against the back of your head. you weren't afraid however, no, you weren't.
After a minute of watching ray causing a massacre, he turned around. Hastely walking towards you. One of the guards aiming at him.
"stand right there!"
He demanded, and ray oblidged. He stood there, knife tightly gripped. His eyes shot a worried look over to you, as you smiled.
"i recommend you surrender now miss-"
You turned your head to look at the man, which he allowed.
"alright freckle-face, might as well do that"
You mumbled, slowly putting your hands on either side of your legs on the could, concrete ground stained with blood, and years of decay
"and you-"
He glanced up at ray, as the other guards turned away from you, all facing ray. This was your perfect chance. the chance you needed.
Quickly you grab the dagger from your pocket, launching it into the man's leg, he shouted before tumbling backwards, as you grab the shotgun from him. Now, you were facing the three guards opposite of you, all aiming directly for your head. Everyone's finger resting on the trigger, ray standing directly beside one of the guards, holding his dagger against their neck.
"well, this isn't fair-"
you mumbled, glancing at the three men, then ray.
"it's fair if you make it-"
ray hissed, slitting the man's throat, you jumped into action and shot the man straight before you. Ran jumping over the two bodies, wrapped his arms around the third guard, slicing his throat clean open from behind. Watching the blood spill out of him, flowing onto the ground and the other two bodies beside him, made you sigh in relief. Though situation, but not the worst you've experienced.
You dropped the shotgun, knowing it won't be of much use anymore, what could a singular bullet do? You stepped over the three bodies, now an inch away from ray, staring deep into his eyes.
"good one y/n-"
"ahhh c'mon ray, i won't die that easily"
He mumbled, smiling, it was rare to see him smile, but he does sometimes. And each time he would, your heart would light up. It made your day, no... your week. it made you the happiest human being.
"thank you"
Ray grabbed his rifle from the ground, and firmly grasped your forearm. Blood dripping from the tip of his nose, to his tattooed neck. You couldn't help but love the sight before you. Maybe you loved it a little too much, as he realied your admiring gaze. He winked and mumble dosmething about how you had to get home first. But you weren't paying a lot of attention as your focus, was upon the large wooden door around the corner. You assumed your target was in there, god you hoped so. The day was nearly over- and you just wanted to get home, and get intimate with ray once again.
"what do you want??!"
The buisness man inquired as thw two of you entered, ray gave you his rifle, since he wanted to take the target up close. He stood beside seung jisson, one of his hands tightly gripping his shoulder, as the other was holding his dagger against his throat. As often as he slits peoples throats, it's the easiest way to assasin someone.
"for you to surrender yourself"
ray whispered into his ear, trying to be as intimidating as he possibly could be. The buisnessman quickly glanced around, two black doors were on each side of the large, fancy furnished room.
"c-can i finish this first?"
he asked foolishly, pointing to his whiskey, and his cigar.
Ray laughed, leaning back, knife still against his throat, he grabbed the cigar, and practically forced the man to take it between his lips.
"uhh?"
you asked, watching as ray had the time of his life.
He leaned back again, and grabbed the whiskey, he studied the facial reaction of jisson as he carefully exhaled some of his cigar smoke. Ray watched, before downing the entire glass of whiskey the man had previously drinken from.
"good taste- doesn't make the situation any brighter for you though"
Ray said, in his usual raspy, deep voice.
"neither for you"
The black doors flung open, two guards entering out of each.
"motherfucker-"
ray hissed, slicing a gaping wound into jisson's collarbone, before sharply turning around. His knife slipped, otherwise he would've been able to eliminate him then and there. You instinctively, aimed fo the ones nearest to ray, shooting him down, one of them getting a harsh stabbing from ray a second prior, Ray hastely ran across the chair jisson's body in slumped over on, ducking behind it, Now, weapons were still once again. two guards remained. One of them, aiming his shotgun on you, the other right behind the chair.
The other guard from the left, quickly dodging ray's swings from behind the cair, dragging jisson out of the room. You couldn't focus your aim on him, or you'd risk you, and potentially ray's life.
Now you had to choose, which guard was more important to wipe out-
you didn't have to think for long, your hesitant, yet also confidant decisoin could cost your life, but that didn't matter to you.
Within a split second you directed your aim to the guard on the right, aiming for ray. Pulling the trigger, a loud bang, then thud echoed through the unusually quiet room.
You acknowledged your inpending doom as you shut your eyes. The last thing you'd see was ray getting on his feet, racing towards the other armed man. You expected your death at the hand of a bullet.
But nothing. You deliberately opened your eyes, watching as ray stood above the guard's body, staring down at his blood, and guts hanging out of several stabwounds to the chest, as if it was an artpiece by picasso or something.
"out-"
"what?"
"i didn't say anything-"
ray responded, slowly turning around to have a better look at you.
Before he could warn however, a sharp stinging pain filled your chest.
He stormed your way, catching your body before you'd fall, dropping the rifle, he grabbed it with one hand. Behind you was the guard from earlier. Holding your colt, that still contained one bullet.
What could one bullet do?
Ray shot the man down, threw the rifle aside, and dragged your weakened, and bloddy mess of a body across the large hall. Your consciousness faded in and out. He carried your with one arm, as your extire body laid on his shoulder.
"y/n- hold on alright-? ust a quick minute"
The ladder wasn't an option, he couldn't decend with you on his shoulder. So he has to run the long way, you came in. You heard the raddling of the grenade in your pocket, and ray's voice as your hearing began to fade completley.
"r-ay"
you mumbled, the words sounding more like an exhale, than actual words that were spoken.
As he felt your muscles give in, he began to run, practically sprinting, he noticed that your time was limited. A bulletwound from a colt wasn't the worst, however, it's placement was unfortunate. Right above your heart. You were lucky that you hadn't get shot in the heart- nonetheless it doesn't raise your chance of survival by much-
"what the fuck do you think you'e doing?!"
Ray shouted, holding his rifle that he had accumilated again, tight.
"it's fair if you make it, seriously? who says something like that?"
Jisson asked, still holding you tightly, the thick layer of bandages on your chest leaking blood. you glanced at ray, for the first time, you saw legitimate fear in his eyes.
"let her go, and you'll live"
he demanded, reaching out his arm for you, even if you were about 20 feet away from your saviour.
"r-ray- just go"
you mumbled, sighing, trying your best to stay consious.
"what kind of fucking person do you think i am?"
"a good one ray- go"
His tence posture softened up a bit as he realized that there was no way out of this one.
"r-ray- please"
"i won't let you g-"
"lay f-flat down onto the g..ground"
you pleaded, and he immediatley caught on to what you were talking about. His hands began to shake as this was one of the riskiest things you could ever attempt.
flashback:
"take care of her, now"
Ray exclaimed, gently placing you into the back of the van. Dong kirash rushed into the back, and grabbwed the large med kit they provided for any urgent manners.
However, ray wasn't finished yet.
flashback end:
"y/n-"
Jisson didn't seem to understand, as he still held you tightly, his pistol against your chest.
"please!"
you shouted with all of your power, and he followed on. He dropped the rifle, held up his hands, and laid down, feet facing you. He was trained with this. he knew full well what you're next action was going to be. Unbeknownst to jisson, you fumbled around in your pocket, grabbing what would cause your death.
"y/n-!"
ray shouted against the stone ground. dong kirash stood behind ray.
"what?"
"you're doing- something great for- for society"
he mumbled, you could hear that he was on the brink of tears.
You nodded, thanking him. Before pulling out a small ball, pulling the fuse, and throwing it behind you. Jisson now understood, as he let you go. You tried your best to escape. But only maged to limp a few meet, falling onto your stomach as the loud explosion of the grenade filled the quiet street of seoul.
Ray laid there for a few second after the loud explosion, quickly getting up and running towards your lifeless body.
Kneeling down and flipping your over. Your eyes were glued shut, ashes and dirt was everywhere on your body, he briefly looked up at the dismembered body of jissoon, who as ray just found out, was a registered sex offender and pedophile.
His vision blurred as a few tears poured down his cheeks, seeing the only person he ever had... like this?
His cold hand ran over your cheek, wiping away blood and dirt, as his other hand held your head up by your neck. As he realized something that could only be considered a miracle.
"s-she still has a pulse-"
he gasped, pulling you closer to make sure he wasn't imagining things. No. he wasn't. you indeed still had a pulse, but you weren#t breathing. He immediatly began performing mouth to mouth, trying to give you enough time for the ambulance that kirash called.
"look at me y/n-"
he mumbled, ataring down at your stitched up body. His gaze wasfixated on your plump lips through the breathalizer covering your mouth. The mouth that hours prior, made jokes, made him happy-
"sex n' vodka tonight?"
He's never really had anyone in his life, exept for you.
days passed as he'd stay at the hospital, not leaving your side, not even to pick up the 750.000$ you were given for executing jisson.
He'd always pull his chair directly beside you, his large warm hands gently caressing your arm, and chest. Each time he had to watch the nurses roll you out for surgery, he'd wonder if he's seen the last of you
"ahh c'mon ray, i won't die that easily"
After three weeks of waiting for you to finally wake up, even the doctors grew worried. Hinting at the fact that maybe, they should just turn the machines off and let your body save you, or let you die.
"not in a thousand years-"
was always ray's response. He couldn't let that happen to you. never.
As one day, the doctors mentione dthat they would only wait three more days, before giving up on you as the average survival rate of humans in a situation like you, were under 2%.
His mournful facial expression as the final day rolled around, was unusual as ray seemingly, didn't have any emotions. Yet here he was.
Saying his final goodbye, he smiled down at you, talking about all the precious moments you had and how much he actually cared, even if he didn't show it.
As h turned around, the shocking sound of a gasp caught him off guard. Turning around, he saw as your eyes were open, and you glanced up at the ceilling. He rushed towards you, trying to communicate. You shifted your gaze towards him, as you began to cry. You couldn't speak, but he could tell that those were tears of joy.
Maybe, he didn't have to say goodbye afterall.
