Stuck With You
Pairing: The Knocker x GN!Reader
Warnings/Tags: Established relationship, short oneshot, pet names, second person pov, swearing, suggestive, bro is a big dumb puppy
Words: 1k
A/N: Hello! I'm back♡ I've been working on some things while away so theres one of them! i mighttt have something else cooking up for the knocker coming out soon and some other fics for another character. Enjoy!
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“We’re trapped…”
Knocker mutters, as if it wasn't obvious by the predicament you’ve found yourselves in. You had Knocker to thank for finding the small hole in the cave that was promptly covered up by your spare cobblestone.
“Really, Knocker? Gee, I couldn't tell!” You were visibly irritable and annoyed. Him breathing down your neck and the torch adding extra heat to your face only made it worse. Can you blame him, though? He's basically a living block of ice.
“I saved you.” he declares. You could’ve sworn you saw his chest puff out by how proud he sounded. He places the torch onto the wall, then pulls you away from the cobblestone wall you built. They were all still out there. They could smell you and knew where you were hiding.
“And you saved me before! Can't you use your, I don't know… Freaky entity powers to clear them or something?” He pulls you to the floor with him. You let out a yelp, quickly covering your mouth. He makes you sit between his legs as his cold hands seek your body's warmth. He practically purrs into your neck, eyes closed and breathing steady.
“You think I have freaky entity powers that can wipe out an entire cave?” He questions, leaning his face into your neck, leaving a soft trail of kisses. His cold lips on your skin make you jerk slightly. He pulls his head back slightly, squinting his eyes as he glances at you.
“Yes.” You reply, confident you’ve seen him do something of the sort before.
“… I use an axe as a weapon, sunshine. I was a sacrifice, not some God.” He chuckles deeply, almost bitterly, at the fact. Then that's when you asked.
“What were you?”
He stiffens, and his breathing grows heavy. When the question came out of the blue, he went through a wry array of emotions: confusion, sadness, a flash of anger, and then him.
“Hungry.” Knocker pushes you away slightly, reaching for your backpack that was resting next to him. He pulls out some extra bread that you swear you didn't pack for him as a ‘just in case’ snack. He munches away, pulling you back towards him, obviously not avoiding your question whatsoever.
You didn't know how much longer you two were going to be trapped in here for. Not only was it night, but there was also a terrifying storm outside. Traveling now meant certain death for one of you at least.
And Knocker wasn't helping, but his presence was infuriatingly comforting. You moved slightly. Knocker was quick to wrap his arm around you, while the other was busy wiping crumbs off of his face.
“We need to do something, or we’ll be trapped here while they keep growing in numbers. Seriously, Knocker, you’re so useless!”
He really didn't want to get up, or let you go, or even leave the little hole you two were stuck in, for that matter. You had to pry yourself out of his grip. You stood up. By the time you had turned around, all that was left of him was black smoke and a sign that read
‘You’ll regret that.’
You let out a long, frustrated sigh as you get ready to leave. Backpack strapped on and weapon ready to strike. You break one block of cobblestone and then glance around. You were expecting to fight off a horde as soon as you broke the second block, but much to your surprise, they ignored you?
The monsters seemed to be occupied by something else and went the opposite direction of where you needed to go. You waited until they were fully out of sight before making a run for it. Even outside the cave you could see the monsters, yet they didn't dare move an inch towards you. You ran all the way home, then slammed the door behind you, falling breathlessly to the ground.
After catching your breath, you slowly stood up, your legs burned from the marathon. Tossing your backpack onto the floor and then removing your armor, you make your way to your room and throw yourself onto your bed.
It was quiet, peaceful even. Then you remembered the sign.
“Knocker?”
Something heavy throws its limbs around you, holding you in place.
“Took you long enough.”
He whispers, his cold nose already finding its way to your neck, breathing in your scent. He was obsessed with you in every sense of the word.
“You left me alone and told me I’d regret it!” You scolded. He didn't seem to care, only hummed and kissed your cheek, then slid his cold hands under your shirt, making you yelp. Then there was a slight pause. You two just lay there, but you could tell something was off with him.
“I’m not useless.”
Knocker whispers, It wasn't a question but rather a statement. His voice was still low enough just for you to hear but still carried a declaration.
“You’re not useless, knocker. I was wrong for even saying that. I'm sorry.” You didn't realize how badly your words could so easily affect him. The scary entity who haunts you was here sulking in your bed over something you said. You chuckled at how ridiculous it was.
“What?”
“Nothing, come here.” You turn over and face him, your head resting on his chest.
“You don't seem that regretful.”
“I said I was sorry!”
In the blink of an eye, you find him above you. He leaves a train of kisses down from your lips to your neck to your chest until his lips get lower and lower.
“Knocker!” You covered your face, but he held down your hands. You were flustered, just how he likes to see you.
“You’re always off paying attention to everything and everyone but me, and then you tell me to fuck off or call me useless when I work my ass off for you." He places a kiss, then nuzzles your thighs, his hands moving towards them and gripping your flesh. No doubt marks would be left.
"Always all for you. You're mine, and I don't think you’re that sorry, sweetie.”
He looks up at you from between your legs like a starved man. Maybe you should start paying more attention to your boyfriend before he destroys the world as you know it. If you asked him to, he would find a way and create a new one where it's just you and him.
But right now he needed to make sure you'd regret your words until you begged him to stop.