#darlin reader

"David?!"

His head jerked up so fast, his neck hurt, eyes following the direction of the voice he loved so dearly.

"David!!"

You came in like the perfect storm, eyes blazing in worry - running towards him and Asher at almost full speed. He barely had time to notice how nice you looked, swaddled in the jacket that he'd left behind.

Instead focusing on the relief that pulled at his frayed edges, soothing his turmoil and distracting him from the pain.

"Darlin -" He weak call is cut when your body quite nearly collided with his, finger scrabbling at his bloodied shirt. "Fuck, I -"

He choked on a sob as your warm arms curled around him, barely breathing as you - usually so rough and brusque - laid small kisses across his face. Leaving him melting into the warmth and affection you doled out.

"I'm so happy to see you," His voice was hoarse, wobbly "I - I just got you back and - and if I never saw you again I  "

You shushed him softly, stroking his tears away with an almost uncharacteristic croon. "I know, I know, baby."

David squeezed you against him, reveling in the mixing of scents that overpowered the blood clinging to his body. Eyes shutting tight as soft sobs shook his tired body, sinking against you and just allowing you to hold him together. He can distinctly hear Asher cry as well, his own mate fussing over him.

Your lips press against his and everything falls off his back for a moment.

He mumbled against your mouth, gripping at you, “Where’s Angel?”

“Went to look for Sam,” You sigh shakily “we should get you to a healer.”

“Davey!”

His head tilted to look again, seeing your other partners still clinging to one another but making their way over. Sam was weary, tears in his tired eyes but managed a trembling smile at you both.

Angel also slammed into David’s side, swinging soft arms around his neck and also starting to pepper him in tearful kisses. Something heavy lifted from his chest at being able to hold all three of you again.

Spicy thought to start things out; Darlin' is know go be prideful and seen to be the serious type - one par with David... He goes on a motherfucking power trip when they submit to him, the only thing out of their foul mouth is the desperate croons of his name interspersed with "alpha".

Angel is baby and being a mate to a protective alpha is one thing, being a mate to two werewolves and a vamp is a whole other animal

... Not Angel being a brat toward all three of them, fully aware that they're gonna have to deal with 3x the punishment

Darling's presence making Davey more comfortable with being in his shifted form more often

Sam and Angel walking in on the other two holding one another often, mostly Davey trying to make up for the earlier years of Darlin' feeling isolated

Davey and Darlin' living with literal years worth on unspoken emotions by the time Angel entered the picture

Sam seeing how deeply they feel for David and Angel but is unable to feel any jealousy as they clearly are important to his poor, hurt Tank-wolf... He took it upon himself to talk to Angel about their wolves as neither were willing to step up about it