THEY/THEM -READER. -CAIN ONESHOT-
“God gives His silliest battles to His funniest clowns”
Cain Jeered. And walks into your house without bothering to knock the dirt off his shoes.
You let out a long breath. Your feet ache, and your eyes feel heavy.., And the reason was because
you spent the morning with Cain looking for signals at old radio stations and going to old abandoned places, climbing over property lines and watching out for old people who might yell “get off my property!” And of course running from dogs who thought you look like a threat.
you find yourself to your room. Exhausted from the day you lay down on your cheap quilts, feeling the warmth around you, you let your eyes close enjoying the feeling.while he sits at your desk writing about god knows what.
“Hey! I was fighting god’s toughest battles. Climbing that fence was harsh-…wait you think I’m funny?”
Cain mumbles something Incoherent but you can already tell he probably told you to shut up
The sun sinks below the horizon, painting the sky gold
Early raindrops tap against the roof, creating a soft rhythm.
You open your eyes and sit up.
"Cain, I've always wondered what you're writing about. You're working at it like you're trying to solve a mystery," you say with a laugh, stretching your arms above your head
He whispered just loud enough for you to hear . His hand works harder as it goes faster side to side.
“Well…?” He stops and turns to you slowly his eyes soften slightly as he looks at you
“I’m not telling you anything. You saw what I saw, there’s nothing else I need to elaborate about.”
He turns back to his notebook though you catch him looking at you longer than he usually does
That fucking book. What the hell is he even writing about to be so engaged in it?
“Fine I won’t press you on it. But can you do something for me?” You lay back down with a soft grunt as you get under the blanket
Cain stops his movements and turns back to you as your movement caught his attention
“Didn’t you just get up? Why are you laying back down? How exhausted are you.”
He spits and his usual snarky tone comes back
“Walking around all day and climbing fences will do wonders to the body” you smile softly at him
“Lazy.” He whispered as he turns back to his book
“people like you always have to be such lazy beings. Never move from one place. A sloth in the covers” he scoffs but you can hear the slight worry some in his voice and you see his knitted eyebrows and his tensed jaw as he looks down at his writing
It’s as obvious to you now than when you first met him. he is slowly warming up to you. Letting his walls crumble instead of repairing them over and over.
“God I know ! I’m lazy or whatever just do me one favor.”
“Don’t use the lords name in vain.” He snapped his head towards you his eyes narrowed. They soften for a moment as he leans back onto the chair and crossed his arms finally letting go of the pen
“But fine what is it. I owe you anyway you did look out for me during our search.”
“You said you rarely sleep right?”
“Right…” he says unsure where your going with this conversation
“Lay with me let’s just take a nap! I used to take naps with my friends a lot back where I used to live.”
You look back at those memories of your youth how happy you were when you had nothing to worry about. no job applications falling through or any classes you might’ve failed…
“What? you think I’ll be open for that?” He says snapping you out of your memories
you open your eyes just enough to glance at the window the sky is darkening.
“Well…it’ll be nice right? This weather is perfect napping weather! And the bed is warm” you regain your mind as you tear your gaze from the window to him
He thinks for a moment..before sitting on your bed
“Put a pillow between us”
“Ah you’re so funny Cain” you plop the pillows down in between you two
“I’m not even being funny I’m being fucking serious.” He kicks his shoes off and goes under the covers
As you both lay there you can’t help but get a little curious..what made him actually agree to laying down ? Especially With you
“Hey Cain..” you whisper softly
Though he spoke just a little words you can tell exhaustion from how many days he’s been awake is finally catching up to him
“What made you ..want to actually lay down with me?”
“Don’t get yourself worked up. I wanted to lay down. Yes but it’s not for you” the hope you held dies down when he spoke
Lies…you can feel it… besides the pillow between you two is barely even between you two. it’s just near your heads and you know he would’ve mentioned it if it bothered him
you can see his hand aching to be near yours.. he’s holding himself back from his needs
“Fine. If you say so.. have a good nap Cain”
You let your body rest and for a while you start to feel his hand creeping up to hold yours.
you can tell he’s making sure not to “wake” you from your rest. You hear his soft mumbling and his hand moving to your wrist his thumb grazing against your vein feeling your heartbeat
Till this moment you wonder if he ever actually slept that night. But you do know for certain that nap is going to be longer than a nap
“When you lie down…. you will not be afraid. when you lie down, your sleep will be sweet…Y/N”
his grip on your wrist was tight as if he was afraid you’ll slip away like a dream he couldn’t remember
The last words you hear from him before slumber washes over you..
the way he spoke sounded like it was a distant memory and the way he whispered your name makes you feel this cold feeling..
it felt like you might actually get a good nights rest
—A/N: How was it? Give me tips or ideas! And if you like it please reblog or comment! Let me know what you think sorry for bad grammar and spelling…#English is hard…
Also how many references did you catch? Heh…
Who else do you want me to write about?
I apologize If it seems rushed or boring I’m rusty… haven’t wrote anything since 2020…
If you catch any misspelling or something said twice tell me !!—
