#four imagines

“A dog.” she stated the obvious as she moved to sit on their couch.

“Why’s it in our apartment?” Four asked again, looking at her from sitting on the couch.

“Cause he was my buddy on the wall and he became very protective of me.” Y/n explained as she shrugged off her jacket, wincing in pain over her bruises. “He saved my life.”

“What happened?” Four immediately moved closer on the couch upon seeing her arms bruised and her shirt riding up to see more skin covered in bruising.

“I was attacked by a couple factionless trying to go over the wall.” Y/n turned back around to look at Four seeing his face covered with concern and she smiled softly at him. “He saved me. He attacked both men, the one holding a gun at me and the one trying to beat me to death.”

When she finished talking Y/n glanced down at the dog who was sitting by her feet.

“You do that boy?” Four looked down at the dog as well. The dog barked at Four’s question and started smiling, obviously the dog was proud of himself. He should be.

“Please.” Y/n said looking to Four with pleading eyes knowing he’d know what she meant.

“Okay, he can stay.” He sighs conceding to keeping the dog.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Y/n practically squealed, kissing him and pulled him into a hug. The dog sensed Y/n’s excitement and he started wagging his tail happily.

“If he’s that willing to protect you then he’s okay with me.” Four smiles holding onto Y/n’s waist as the dog decides to jump up onto the couch sitting where Y/n had been. Y/n and Four laugh at the dog already making itself at home.

Maybe it’s because he is only ever looking at you like this. Yes, that must be it. Four is an instructor, he has the responsibility to watch everyone here to keep them from harming themselves or others, but something is different when he’s around you. Instead of passively observing, he’s well and truly looking at you, like he likes what he sees and wants to see more, too. 

You try to put it out of your mind. Four is not your concern here, or not so anything more than the fact that he’s one of your initiation instructors and you’re trying not to get dropped before you enter the faction properly. It’s not Four’s fault if you get distracted by his attention. It’s not Four’s fault if it only ever leaves you wanting something more. 

As time goes on, though, and that something more never comes, you start to chafe against the constant pressure of his attention even more than before. He treats you differently than the other initiates, but only slightly, only ever enough to make you dream of the possibility of something changing down the line. He’ll never give you more than the time of day, but from the way he won’t ever stop his constant affiliation with you, you can’t escape the idea that maybe, just maybe, he wants that something more just as much as you do. 

The end of Phase One of Dauntless initiation draws ever closer, and Four fails to act on anything he may or may not be feeling. You could be wrong, of course, he could mean nothing by his ever present attention, but you’re not willing to take the risk of letting a small something fade away and be forgotten once initiation is over. 

If Four will not do something, well, then, the burden of acting on these impulses falls to you. Tricking an initiation leader into revealing his hand won’t be the easiest task in the world, but you’re not one to back down from a challenge. Four should know that, seeing as he’s so inclined to marking your every action. He should know that you would provoke him like this, and he should have seen it coming from quite far off indeed. 

You need one more person in your scheme to get under Four’s skin. You find your target with ease— Thomas, a dark haired boy also in your initiation class,  close enough to your rank that you won’t have to worry about keeping him close but just enough below that you’ll be able to drop him without needing to fear retaliation. Thomas is fast, smart, strong, all the things that would perhaps give someone like Four cause for concern. In short, he is perfect, and so the plan is laid. 

Next morning, you ask Thomas if he wants to spar together the next morning, just to practice. He nods readily; you’re one of the best people here, it’s why you thought Four started paying attention to you in the first place, up until the point when he stayed there in your corner even when you made mistakes. The two of you head to a fighting ring near the side of the training hall, and if you specifically chose the one right in Four’s line of vision, well, no one needs to notice that but the two of you.

You jump up and down, trying to get some blood back into your muscles. Across the ring, Thomas does the same. He grins at you, evidently proud that you’ve chosen him of all the other eligible fighters. “Hope you aren’t looking for a victory, Y/N, because I’m going to kick your ass.”

He’s grinning, though, so you smile back. “You wish. When we’re done, you’ll have more broken bones than everyone in the med wing combined.”

“Promise?” Thomas asks, laughing, and lunges for you. You roll just in time, hitting the ground right before him. 

Usually, this is the part where you get right back up again, ready to take him down for good. However, your primary motive for this little endeavor isn’t necessarily to win, just to get someone’s eyes on you. So, you stay down, grappling with Thomas so he has no choice but to pin you, up until the point where you escape out from under him and do the same.

Thomas raises a brow suggestively. “You know, I may have lost that round, but I’m kind of happy anyway.”

You grin. “Does that mean you’re fine with losing again? I’m sure my ranking and I won’t have any problems with that.”

Thomas opens his mouth to retort, but he’s cut off by the sound of an irritable shout. It’s Four, arms folded so tightly across his chest that he looks a few seconds away from breaking a rib. “Focus, initiates! You’re not here to talk.”

When you glance over at him, you can’t help but smirk at how furious he looks. Everything is going according to plan, then, he’s jealous, just as expected. He may be in charge of everyone here today, but damn if you can’t play him like any other. Looks like all that talk about so few fears and so much bravery doesn’t stand in the face of plain old envy.

In a great show of reluctance, you get off of Thomas, extending your hand to help him up. He takes it, knuckles lingering over yours for a few moments longer than necessary. You can just make out Four’s silhouette over Thomas’ shoulder, how every fiber in his body seems to radiate with barely controlled anger.

You can only push a ruse so far before it becomes too obvious, though, so you drop Thomas’ hand and get back into a fighting position. This time, you try a little harder to win, exchanging punches and kicks for a good period of time before ‘accidentally’ dropping your guard and letting Thomas tackle you around the middle. He’s obviously in the mood to play around too, and takes his time spinning you in the air before placing you carefully on the ground.

“You better watch yourself,” he says, breath uneven from the exertion of the fight, “I think I’m catching up to you.”

You look up at him, eyes half-lidded. Thomas’ dark hair falls around his face, given the impression of a halo by the light right behind his head. All of a sudden, though, he’s ripped away, and the blinding light falls onto your face to reveal a newcomer. You didn’t hear Four climb up onto the platform of the fighting ring, nor did you detect him coming so close until he pushed Thomas away from you.

Four’s face is a dark slate, devoid of any emotion except a sharp, cold fury. His voice is clipped when he speaks, and when he tells you to meet him outside, now, Thomas actually jumps out of his way. Thomas flashes you an apologetic look as you go, but you can’t find it within you to return it. After all, this isn’t a punishment, not for you. 

In fact, this is exactly what you wanted. A scene, a public show, some sign that Four would be willing to transgress his perfect picture of leadership to make his feelings known to you. You may have forced his hand more than a little, sure, but all’s well that ends well.

The door slams shut behind you, abandoning both you and Four to the dark emptiness of the hall outside the training room. All the other initiates are somewhere inside that cavernous chamber, running laps or practicing their form, and the other Dauntless are at their jobs. No one would see the two of you, then. No one would see what transpired here at all save you and him and the beating tension between the two of you.

Four’s face doesn’t lose its chill even when Thomas is out of sight. “Do you want to tell me what that was?”

You shrug as casually as you can. “I was sparring with a friend. I don’t see anything wrong with that.”

“Oh, really?” Four asks, “A friend? That’s what you call whatever that little display was?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you tell him. It’s far more fun to play the innocence card as long as you can, it certainly doesn’t help Four’s temper.

Four scoffs. “Of course you do. You think I didn’t see how often you were looking at me? That whole time you were with him, purposefully going easy so he could keep his hands on you. You think I wanted to see that?”

“I don’t know,” you repeat, “You haven’t given me any reason to think otherwise. All you do is stand there and watch. Maybe one of us had to do something.”

“So that’s what this was?” Four asks, brows raised, “You wanted to do something? I’ll show you something.”

You’re expecting the kiss, you have been all morning, but that doesn’t stop the breath from leaving your lungs in one rapid rush when it finally happens. His hand is on the back of your neck, keeping you there, with him, in that moment. It feels like drowning, but the thought of living after this is such an inconceivable notion that you’d rather just let the waters claim you whole.

He breaks away eventually, unfortunately, and even in the shadows of the corridor with his face only bare millimeters away from yours you can still tell that he’s proud of himself, corners of his lips twisted up in victory. “Was it worth it?” He asks slowly.

You let out a half-laugh, a needy breath taking over the rest. “It was,” you decide.

“Good,” he tells you, and kisses you again, just so you can be sure. Perhaps jealousy has its merits after all.

Drunk

Perfection

Serious

Quit

First Father's Day

Cold

The Best Gift

The Dress

Baking

Birthday

Missing You

Family

Married Life

Sick

Roger Taylor

Missing You

My Spot

Engaged

Nerve

Dancing

Interruption

Delicate

Future

Warren Worthington III

Future

Shopping

Clean

Protector

The Dance

Other

As Four trained tirelessly, he couldn't help but notice the fearless and spirited initiate who seemed to excel in every challenge thrown her way. Her daring nature and relentless determination drew both admiration and irritation from Four. Despite his own impressive skills, there was a part of him that couldn't stand being overshadowed.

One day, during the combat training session, Four and Y/n found themselves locked in an intense sparring match. Their eyes locked, the tension palpable between them. With every move and parry, they tried to outwit and outmaneuver each other. But it was Y/n who managed to gain the upper hand.

"Are you jealous, Four?" she taunted, a playful grin dancing on her lips.

His jaw clenched, Four replied, "Don't flatter yourself. I'm not one to be jealous of others."

Y/n's laughter rang through the training area, only fueling Four's determination to prove himself. Despite their rivalry, he couldn't help but feel a strange pull towards her. She challenged him in ways no one else had before, and that both excited and frustrated him.

As the days passed, the competition between them intensified. They pushed each other to their limits, their rivalry blurring the lines between animosity and admiration. In the midst of their fierce contest, they began to uncover glimpses of vulnerability in one another, creating an unspoken connection neither of them could ignore.

During a late-night training session, an incident occurred that changed their dynamic. While attempting a daring stunt on a high ledge, she lost her footing, sending her tumbling towards the ground. Without a second thought, Four lunged forward and caught her just in time, the adrenaline coursing through his veins.

She looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise and gratitude. "I hate that you're mad at me, but you look so hot right now," she said, half teasing, half serious.

Four couldn't help but smirk, the tension between them momentarily forgotten. "You're lucky I was here to save you."

From that moment on, something shifted between Four and Hannah. Their rivalry evolved into a begrudging respect and, unexpectedly, a deep fondness for each other. They spent more time together outside of training, discovering shared interests and personal stories. The walls they had built around themselves began to crumble, revealing their true selves to one another.

One night, after a particularly grueling training session, Four and Y/n found themselves alone on the rooftop, their breaths mingling in the cool night air. Silence enveloped them, but it was a comfortable one, as if they understood each other without words.

"You know," Y/n finally broke the silence, "I never expected to find a friend in you, Four."

He turned to her, a softness in his eyes that he rarely showed to anyone. "Me neither. But I'm glad I did."

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A - Affection (how do they show affection)

four gives you looks that mean everything. sure, it may not seem like a lot, but when you two first got together and were sneaking around, the looks and glances he gave you to silently tell you that he cares for you meant everything. he’s not really good with his words, and he can’t really go out and buy you stuff that you want, in the beginning. so looks are the only thing he has. he can say so much with his eyes, you can tell when he’s admiring you deeply and thinking about how much he loves you.

B - Balance (how do they balance you, work/school/life?)

you two spend everyday together, basically, so there is no balance. you spend every waking minute with one another and the group. but you do try to spend time alone or with other group members, away from one another, just to have a break. but, at the end of the day, you are back with one another, enjoying dinner, chatting about what you did that day.

C - Cuddles (do they enjoy cuddling? what positions?)

cuddles come after very stressful missions. when both of you two are exhausted and just need to relax, you’ll head to his trailer and just fall onto his bed, curling up with one another. the lights usually stay off, if it’s at night. if it’s during the day, he makes sure to shut all the blinds so the least amount of light can get through. you two usually stay quiet, just wanting the comfort of one another after a hard day, but sometimes, he’ll ask you stuff here and there.

D - Date (what was your first date?)

he has five and two help him make a nice dinner for you two in his trailer, after months of just sneaking around and seeing one another in your trailers. he could have just ordered food in, but he wanted it to be special. since two cooks the best and five knows how to set things up so you would like it. she helps with decorating the dingy trailer, making the table look presentable and setting out some wine and roses. it’s a really nice night, honestly. four is pretty nervous and it shows, but he lightens up as the alcohol begins to course through him. overall, you two have a great time, and end up in bed together anyways.

E - Excited (how excited do they get when they see you/are with you?)

he tries to keep the excitement down, but on the inside, he loves seeing you. especially after long periods of time, like if he goes on a mission with one or any of the group members, and you don’t go. he’ll wait till you’re alone and he picks you up, spinning you around and giving you kisses all over your face. he doesn’t want the others knowing how in love he is with you, just yet.

F - Fighting (what happens when you fight)

your fights usually consist of you yelling at him for being stupid during a mission. he makes a single near fatal mistake and you’re going off, telling him how he needs to not be so careless on missions and that he should be more aware of his surroundings. he then goes off, saying that he’s been in the group longer so he knows more than you do, and this of course sparks a lot more anger in both of you.

G - Gorgeous (pet names. what do they like to call you? what do they like to be called?)

he is plain and simple, preferring stuff like ‘babe’ and ‘baby’. sometimes, he finds himself using your real name instead of your code name, eight, after you two had a deep conversation about your lives before the group. it’s only when you’re alone, though, with one being so against using real names around each other. but you two trust one another a lot, so when you’re alone, you call him billy, and he calls you by your real name.

H - Hi (first time meeting)

you are recruited to the group well after four’s already been in it. they have already gone through a couple people after seven joined, but none of them worked out. but when you came along, you stuck. but, the idea didn’t take to four. he was expecting you to be like the others, liking the idea for a few months then hating it. so, he was kind of cold to you, expecting you to take his shit and deal with it. but no. you actually stood up to him and declared yourself as part of the group really quickly. he was taken aback, but nonetheless, got to know you better afterwards.

I - Intimacy (how romantic they are)

eh. i feel like four doesn’t have enough experience to be super romantic. like yeah, he’s had girlfriends in the past, but they’ve never been serious enough to the point where he gets romantic with them. his girlfriends were usually against that sort of thing, but when he met you, he loved getting you things, like flowers, teddy bears, chocolates. he’s also gotten you necklaces and rings, rightfully with his own money, of course.

J - Jealousy (do they get jealous? how do they react to you being jealous)

he’s not jealous of one, three, or seven. he knows you wouldn’t leave him for any of them, so he’s fine when he sees you talking with them. the only thing he really gets jealous about is getting to spend time with you. so if you spend the day with any of the other group members, his mood changes a bit, upset at the fact that he missed an entire day without you. but you make up for that lost time by spending the rest of the afternoon and night in his trailer.

K - Kisses (where do they like to kiss you/how often?)

four’s kisses are mostly quick and short. he’s not one for showing much emotion since it’s not something he’s used to, so he settles for little kisses, which aren’t satisfactory for you. but you get it. when missions start getting more serious, though, his kisses become much more meaningful. the first time you have a near-death experience, he grabs your face and kisses you so deeply and passionately. he apologizes for not being very loving with you and promises to make kisses more meaningful and more frequent.

L - Love (when was the first time they said i love you or realized it?)

he realizes it after he almost dies during a mission. you were crying loudly as he dangled from a building, held by the enemy. the only thing running through his mind was you. he wanted to live the rest of his life with you, he wanted to have kids with you, that’s the only thing he could think of. thankfully, he was able to pull himself to safety and push the other guy over the ledge. when he returned to the group, you jumped right into his arms, crying into his chest. he whispers that he loves you over and over again and just holds you close. the group allows you have your time together before you really have to go. but when you get back to your trailers, four doesn’t leave your side for days. and he continues to repeat that he loves you as much as he can.

M - Moving in (when do you decide to move in together)

you technically already live together, so there’s not really a typical “official” story. you spend every waking moment of every day together anyway, but you still like having separate trailers. most of the time, anyways, you’re with him in his trailer, almost as if it’s yours as well. and it’s the same with yours. you two kind of acted like both trailers are yours, and you just spend time in whichever one you want, whenever you want.

N - Newborn (their reaction to starting a family)

the thought of being a dad worries him. he doesn’t want his son or daughter to turn out like he did, so being in a vigilante group isn’t a good start. you two decide to leave and go back to your regular lives, as the people you were before entering the group. it’s a really hard decision, but four is so much happier with the idea; neither of you were in danger and you didn’t have to worry about you getting hurt on missions and possibly losing the baby. the rest of the group was upset they wouldn’t be able to see the baby, but they were very understanding, even one.

O - Open (how open you are with one another)

in the beginning, he’s not very open with you. and it’s for good reasons. none of you in the group are open with one another. but when you and four start getting to know each other more and become more than friends, he feels obligated to tell you more about his life before. so, after three months of knowing each other, you have a long and deep conversation where you two spill everything. your real names, the reasons you joined the group, anything related to your lives outside of being a vigilante.

P - Photos (what kind of photos you take of them/they take of you)

you don’t really have modern cameras, per one’s request, but he does have a shit load of old polaroid cameras. so four takes advantage of this and takes many photos of you. his favorite thing to picture you doing is having fun in the desert. you two will just walk around, the wind blowing your hair as he takes candids of you. he loves how carefree you look and how beautiful the sunlight makes you.

Q - Quirks (what random habits do you have that they love or hate/vice versa)

four has a problem with being careless. he doesn’t care about safety most of the time, which upsets you and makes you mad sometimes. he has that idea that you all are dead so why does it matter? but he rarely remembers that you aren’t actually dead. not really a quirk, but something he does that pisses you off too much.

R - Recovery (how you help them after an injury/vice versa)

four always lets you help him with his injuries. he knows you hate when he’s injured, just as much as he hates when you are. five usually does it, since she is the doctor, but four will only let you help him, unless it’s a serious injury and he actually needs four to save his life. but if it’s a few cuts and scrapes, he gives into you. and he does the same thing. when you get hurt, he’s right by your side, getting anything you need, being very overprotective.

S - Solution (how they resolve fights)

the group usually has to get you two back together after a fight. you take a break from one another, and it’s awkward for the group. so two takes you and three takes four and they lock you two in two’s trailer until you both can talk things out and get the fight over with. after hours of saying nothing, two and three yell at you both and get you to talk. finally, you start making progress, and in the end, things work out. you two then head back to either yours or four’s trailer to make things up.

T- Touch (when they need/want your touch, what will they do? how often?)

usually after very tough missions, four wants nothing more than to cuddle in his trailer and hold you. this happens after every mission, really, but especially during the more dangerous and risky ones, where he comes to terms with the fact that you could have been killed so easily. you don’t even need to touch him, really, the feel of you in his arms is enough. but, you play with his hair when this happens, sometimes stroking his cheek or playing with his hand, tracing the tattoo on the back of it. he needs the reassurance that you’re still alive and very much with him.

U - Up ( waking up with them)

waking up with four is the best. he has his arms around you every single time, even if he enjoys his space when he falls asleep, he somehow manages to pull you into his arms in his sleep. if you’re still asleep, he just presses kisses to your forehead, trying to wake up a bit more before getting up and starting the day. if you’re up before him, you absolutely love playing with his messy hair and stroking his soft skin. he looks so much more angelic when he’s out, and you love it because he usually has this hard exterior, so him sleeping is the rare chance you get to see him be so calm.

V - Vacation (where they travel with you)

your vacations are your missions. you’ve gone to italy, dubai, france, switzerland, all over the world. since you live a life with no schedules, you go wherever missions take you. and you’re more than okay with it. this life has given you a chance to travel to so many places you would have never been able to go to. if there’s time, you two try to explore the city as much as you can, of course staying low key and all that. even then, it’s much more exciting and fun to be in a place you’re not really supposed to be.

W - Wedding (how they propose/where you get married/honeymoon)

four proposes nonchalantly, really. you two would be relaxing on the beach in italy, and you’ve been dating for a while at that point. he just asks what you would think about getting married, and at first, you have no clue that he’s trying to say that he wants to marry you. but once things fall into place, you are covering his face in kisses and saying yes over and over again. but of course, you don’t have a huge wedding, you kind of just elope and put the title on it without a marriage license, because that’s against the group ‘policy’.

X - X-factor (what about you captivated them?)

your strong-willed behavior. he liked the fact that you were strong enough to leave your entire life behind to fight crimes. sure, it’s the same thing he did, but you seemed like you had a perfect life, and you were okay with leaving it behind. he had nothing going for him, so this life was the best for him. when you told him your story, he was in awe of how strong you are and he loves that you are so selfless to help others.

Y - Yawning (how they act when they’re tired)

four kind of shuts out when he’s tired. he doesn’t want to talk to anyone, he doesn’t want to do anything, he just wants to relax and enjoy some quiet time. including away from you. you know that if you mess with him when he’s tired, he gets mad and angry. he’s much more agitated and sometimes, that ends badly.

Z - Zzzz (how you fall asleep together)

The excuse you'd make for not being with him is obvious to him. You didn't have a choice, but everyone gets the choice on who they want to shadow. He wants to believe you didn't though. It's easier to think Max made you shadow Eric. Even if Max had it already all set, then you could have requested him but you didn't. He just hates that he spent the week looking over at you, making sure you're okay. You can take care of yourself, but he's ready to step in whenever you need him.

Your laugh fills the room as his first jabs into the gut of one of his initiates, Mark, he believes his name is. Mark has sloppy form and fuels himself with anger to fight. It reminds him of Eric. He should let up on the poor kid, give him time to recover so he could fight back but he can't because he's taken back. Back to a time where he could just beat Eric's ass with no consequences.

He pins the kid. His fist raised ready to land the punch that would knock him out when he hears your voice, not too far away. You're calling out to him. He stops himself just before he connects his hit. He blinks, clearing his vision, Eric isn't beneath him anymore, but Mark with fear in his eyes. He curses under his breath as he pulls himself and Mark from the ground.

"That's enough for today" Four's softly growls out as he turns on his heel

Dammit. He runs a hand down his face. He can hear you behind him, calling his name. He wishes you had gone back to Eric, he needs time to cool off. He doesn't slow his pace, he just speeds up. Turning corners and weaving through the small groups of people that pass. He should go for a run and get some fresh air but he should just talk to you. He needs to know. He can't sit around anymore wondering why you would spend most of your time with Eric. His fist clench, as he spins around.

"Why didn't you request to work with me?" He asks, the desperation is clear in his tone and he doesn't like it

Why didn't you want to work with him? That's the question that's been in his head for days on end. He knows what he’s feeling, it’s not anger. He thought for the first part it had been but he’s jealous of Eric laughing with you, smiling at you, talking with you, eating lunch with you, doing everything that he wants to do with you.

"Eric requested me, I asked but Max said this was for the best" You angrily answer "You really think that I like standing next to Eric listening to him talk about how he's the best, how one day I'll be just like him because I remind him of himself?" You pause, a brow raised but before he could answer you continue "No, I don't! Everyone is telling me I'm this badass leader, and I should be looking up to people like Eric, and if being like Eric is my path to that then I don't want it. I mostly stand there nodding and faking this and that, so I don't see why you're so jealous"

Four’s eyes widened. Was it that obvious? He thought he was hiding it so well. To have you call him out on it makes it so much real. He should have just spoken to you about it, this all could have been avoided. He would have known that it was Max that set you and Eric up and that you wanted to work with him. He rolls his eyes.

"I wasn't- you have- Okay, yes, fine, I was a little jealous" He shrugs, trying to play it off like it's no big deal

"A little? You could have beat that initiate to death" You chuckle softly, shaking your head "Next time just talk to me, okay?"