hii!! could you write a reaction to the reader being injured for gene? 🫶
Yes of course!!!! i was between a few ideas, one is just the reader accidentally injuring themselves and gene jumps to immediate assumptions then laughs at you when he figures out you like... tripped and cut open your leg lol.
But i know what you all want, you want a ravenous force, a man so full of rage he brings hell to earth itself, yall want to see the blueberry man get his ASS kicked. (Note I decided to make this a continuation of 'Caught a Vibe' if you wanted something more along the lines of, someone tries to kill reader on purpose feel free to request that!)
and Anon, I will deliver that to you.
MCD! Gene x Injuried! GN reader.
Warnings: Mention of wrist injury, Gene guys i can not say this enough on my blog THE BAD GUYS ARE STILL BAD!!! Varying levels of bad especially in relationships but Gene, Zane, Ein, Etc. Etc. are all their own warnings! Be aware!! Violence. Mind Manipulation, Gene brainwashes people into cutting off a man's hands shits fucked, Also mention of murder but nothing explicit this time. If you want the specific's Reader has a dislocated wrist they haven't been treating.
Your wrist only got worse over time. The flesh darkened and became tender, swelling until you could hardly bend it without stabbing pains. You were unable to tend to your garden... at least not with tasks like weeding or replanting.
This was the longest Gene had stayed behind, and a part of you wished he hadn't you still remember the look in his eye as you were leaving the market a dark rage that sent a chill crawling to the very base of your spine. Gene has a way of drawing out deep primal instincts against your will, one change in demeanor from him forces your whole body into a cold sweat, Like a rabbit staring down the jaws of a wolf.
And what of that tension, the dark writhing mass of anger following him? Its only gotten darker and more oppressive with each day reflecting your bruising. You missed the birds in the day and crickets in the night, you missed your skin being clear of goosebumps, but most of all you missed what humanity was left of Gene. The cocky attitude and flirty smirk, the truly horrendous jokes... You haven't seen any sight of it since the morning after your journey to the market.
"Ah!"
Stabbing pain from your wrist to the ball of your shoulder, so sharp you swear you can feel it in your teeth. You jerk back with the shout, eyes shooting to Gene, But... he isn't looking at you, he has a eerily calm expression staring at your wrist, you wish you could say he's overreacting but, your wrist looks BAD... feels worse... practically immovable.
"You're getting that treated" His voice is cold and firm, there's hardly any room to argue with Gene when he's in a good mood, you feel like if you tried now you'd just be shouted out until he forcibly changed your mind... even if it is in your best interest, the idea makes a stone like dread form in your stomach. So instead, you inhale deeply before nodding
"Okay..."
"Now."
Okay that was more of a surprise, you never went to town when Gene was her, brought down the chance of trouble in.... multiple ways. Besides he tended to prefer having you to himself but before you can even say a word he's grabbing your cloak and fastening the cape of... well its best you don't ask how he got that guards uniform.... Less you know more you can deny.
The walk back to the village is... well how often can you describe something as tense? He's silent and staring forward eyebrows face tense... he's thinking on something dark, and he's thinking HARD. But, his fingers are laced with your own, and your pulled close as can be to his side, He walks you all the way to the Doctors... uses his Magicks to ensure you don't have to pay then...
"Meet me outside when your done okay?" Lightless dark blue eyes finally meet your own.
"Y.... You're not staying?" You look over in surprise, Gene NEVER left your side when he was with you sometimes you couldn't decide whether it was cute or suffocating now you were getting medical treatment and... he was leaving?
"No no, I got stuff to take care of Doll" Well that sure doesn't bode well.
"What do you have to do?" When you ask.. He chuckles darkly reaching out a hand and placing it on top of yout head.
"Don't you worry your little head about that yeah? I'll be right outside by the time your done, I'll even have a little suprise for ya" he hums with a warmth that doesnt reach his eyes then walks away as you hiss in pain, doctor starting work on your wrist.
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Theres been a commotion outside, you haven't been able to investigate. A wrap and splint being put onto your wrist but there's been a lot of shouting for the past 20 minutes. A part of you wishes you felt more worried, after all, the main scenario playing through your mind is Gene has been discovered but... no one in this village could hope to hold their own against the shadow knight, Metal or wits. Thinking about him being discovered gives you more a sense of pity for the people of this village then concerns over your beloved.
It's not until you step out of the doctors building that you learn exactly how wrong you are. Theres a crowd gathered, all staring at a pleading and crying man... a man you recognize.
The blueberry vendor from a few sunrises ago has been forced to his knees in the time square, his face is bloody and bruised you'd be surprised if he can even see the men holding him in place, arms outstretched despite how desperately he claws the wooden barrel holding his arms up trying to escape, to plead his case.
"Here she is!" Genes voice calls your head snaps over as he walks towards you in full guard garb. He makes it to your side and with a flourish pulls out quite the fancy ring.
"He took this engagement ring from you, didn't he Doll?"
Only half of that was a question. And you could tell, either way this man was being framed for stealing a ring most likely from you. But staring into Dark blue eyes deeper than the sea as dark as the night, you know the question laced beneath this one.
"...Yes." you nod slowly swallowing away the... difficult emotion here, you don't quite know what it is. Something between guilt for the man... and dread. But deeper in you a warm electric feeling sparks in your chest of adoration and love as he slides the ring onto your finger... gently cradling your hands.
Right as the Vendor loses both of his.
With the screams in the backdrop and the tangy metallic scent of blood you realize something. That electricity is zapping its way through you, turning that guilt and gnawing feeling to ash. Maybe... your more twisted than you believed, after all... you need to be to love a man like Gene as deeply as you do.
