#fourxreader

It started out like a perfectly normal Sunday morning. You were at home with a cup of coffee in your hand while you're sat on your porch. The sun was rising and the colors in the sky were beautiful. This was your favorite thing to do on your days off. Your work schedule had been hectic, but that was your fault. Ever since your boyfriend left you, you tried to keep yourself as busy as you possibly can so you didn’t have to think about it. You consumed yourself with work and it helped, but only slightly.

At one point in your life, you were an informant for the Secret Services. You had been an orphan all of your life until one day, that changed. You were six years old when someone finally adopted you. You weren’t allowed to meet the person until you arrive at your destination - the middle of nowhere in Nevada. You weren’t adopted to be apart of a loving family, you were adopted to be groomed for the Secret Service. Your ‘father’ made it his mission to train you for anything and everything. You had to grow up too quickly. You never got a childhood as you were trained in every single class of self defense, weaponry and manipulation. They needed someone they could shape and mold into the deadliest human weapon possible - and they did. 

When you turned eighteen, you were trained in the art of seduction. You knew exactly what to say, how to act, how to read people and know exactly what they’re thinking. It truly was a special talent forced onto you and you were amazing at your job. That is, until you quit that job. You were beyond amazing at what you do - they would say the best they’ve ever had, but that wasn’t the life you wanted. You wanted a family… love. When you realize you’d never get that, you went cold. You found yourself hating your ‘father’, hating your job… Hating life. That’s why you decided to leave. Run away and hide. That is...until you were found. 

You made a life in a small boring town, with a small boring life and got with a boring guy - that is until he left. You were used to that now though. You had been on your porch and watching the colors of the sky change. You decide to get up and go get some more coffee. As you’re about to reach the door, someone behind you speaks. 

“You’re a hard one to find.” 

Suddenly, your cup is crashing to the ground as you whip around fast. You’re not even thinking as you fluently grab a man by his collar and slam him against the side of your house. You grab his arm as you hold it behind his back. He shouts in pain at the sudden attack. 

“Holy shit! I didn’t think you were that good!” he hisses with his face shoved into the wall. 

“Who the fuck are you!?” you scream. 

“I’m not here to hurt you!” the man shouts. “My name’s One and I have a proposition for you!” 

***

It took you several minutes to finally release the man. You didn’t let your guard down as it takes you less than ten seconds to evaluate him. He’s weaponless and you can tell by his body movement. He’s cautious and is more nervous of you than you are of him - as it should be. Your jaw is tensed as you stand up and tell him to sit down on the chair you were previously sat in. You listen as he explains anything and everything.

“We need someone like you.” he says once he’s finished. “I read everything there is to know about you. We need a charmer.” 

If you were anyone else, all of this would sound completely insane and terrifying, but you weren’t just anyone else. You were you and you’ve heard and seen crazier things. This actually all made sense. Something about what he was saying was pulling you in. As if everything you had trained for was for this moment. You were already alone in the world, how would faking your death make that any worse? 

“The charmer?” you ask with a raised brow. “That’s what you want to call me?” 

One just shrugs and smiles as he thinks. 

“That’s what you do, right? You charm people and get them to tell you whatever it is you want.”

You’re quiet for a moment before you step forward and change your entire mood. Your face softens and you half smile. 

“I like your eyes. My mother had the same color as you.” 

“Oh really?” he asks. “I get the color from my mother. She and my father-” 

He stops suddenly and looks up to you with a surprised face. Your eyes are narrowing as you smirk. 

“I see what you did there.” he says impressed. “You almost had me talking about my family life. That was amazing.”

“I don’t even know my mother.” you remind him with a smirk. “So... When do I become a ghost?” 

***

You faked your death and finally decided to go watch your funeral. You were shocked to find that only six people arrived. Your adopted father was there as he shed no tears. Typical emotionless SS. You stare at the man you call dad and turn around to storm away. You were done with him, with everything. Your new life was ahead of you there’s no looking back now. One was by your side the whole time until you get to headquarters. You were the last person joining the crew. They were to call you Eight. You’re holding your bags as you follow behind One and into the abandoned plane that they call home.

“Everyone,” calls out One. “I’d like to introduce you to our new ghost. Meet Eight. Eight, meet everyone.” 

All eyes are on you as you just nod your head. Your eyes scan their faces when you pause on the blonde who’s known as Four. You look away fast, but feel his eyes still on you. You look over as one of the men smirks and walks up to you. 

“One says that your some big Secret Service machine, but look at you,” Three laughs as he walks in front of you. “So tiny. What does she do? Fight flies?” 

He’s looking over at One as he laughs and everyone else rolls their eyes. You tense your jaw as your bags hit the floor and your hand grabs his wrist. You scream out as you fly forward and kick as his ankles. You bend over and fling him over your back and onto the ground with a loud thud. Everyone gasps as he coughs hard and tries to catch his breath. You stand up and act like you didn’t just do that. You bend down and grab your bags as you look over to One. 

“Where am I staying?” 

“If I show you, will you promise to never do that to me?” he asks with wide eyes. 

***

One Month Later 

You’ve gotten used to the group and understand the mission. One’s still doing some research on one specific person you’re trying to track. You’re sat on a chair as Seven and Four talk. You look out the small window and watch as One walks by. 

“What’s up with One? What’s his story? How does someone become that rich, yet be so unknown?” 

“He loves Wally the dog,” starts Four as he looks through old passports. “He loves his ‘beaver’ show. I think he’s an orphan.”

Four turns around to look at you and Seven, but his eyes stay on you. 

“Actually, we got a little bet on if you wanna put some money in.” 

“I’m an orphan.” you say with the most serious face ever. 

Four’s face drops as he looks beyond guilty and embarrassed. He sits up straighter and looks to Seven and back to you.

“Oh… I-I didn’t know. I’m sorr-”

This makes you break out into a smile as you watch Fours horrified expression. He’s confused for a moment, but finally understands. 

“I’m messing with you. I mean, I am one, but it’s no big deal.” 

You watch Fours face as he goes through several mixed emotions. This causes you to laugh lightly as he finally does the same. He shakes his head and looks down - obviously impressed by how amazing your acting had just been.

“Wow. You can laugh.” jokes Seven. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you do that.” 

You roll your eyes and look back down at your hands as Four speaks up. 

“I like it.” he says sweetly with his eyes on you. “Your laugh I mean.” 

You look up to him as your eyes lock. You feel your face turn red as you find yourself half smiling. You swallow hard and clear your throat as you stand up fast. The boys watch you as you find something to say. 

“I’m gonna go ask Three if he wants to practice.” you say quickly. 

You hurry out of the plane and have to catch your breath. Four looks away sadly at your leaving while Seven looks to him. 

“You like her.” he tells him. 

Fours eyes go wide as he looks to him and tries to act confused. 

“What? That’s insane.” he laughs. 

“Oh really? Ask those hearts in your eyes.” 

And with that, Seven turns around and walks out as well - leaving Four by himself with a big smile on his face. 

***

3 Weeks Later 

“This is bullshit.” you hiss as you pace by and forth. 

You and Four got stuck being the ones to stay in a hotel room and keep an eye on a man that’s staying in another hotel in front of you. You have a giant patio that looks out directly to the man’s hotel room across a tiny road. Four has binoculars over his eyes as a large radio and a device to hear far away are set up on the table next to him. 

“We should both be out doing field work too.” you say as you continue to pace. 

You act like you’re upset over that, but that’s not the main reason. You’re alone with Four in a hotel room. The man has you seeing stars every time you look at him. He messes with your head and causes you to forget what you were doing. You don’t realize that you do the same thing to him. You need to concentrate and it’s too hard to. 

“You aren’t at least a bit happy that we get to chill and get room service whenever?” he teases. 

He leans away and places the binoculars next to him. He frowns and shakes his head as he stares out the window. 

“I’m taking a break. There’s nothing to watch for. The guy’s not even there.”

He sounds frustrated as he stands up and stretches. You look away fast as he looks to you and stares. 

“You know, out of everyone here, you’re the one I can’t seem to figure out.” he says with narrowed eyes.

You swallow hard as you just shrug. You walk over to the bed and sit on the end of it. 

“Isn’t that the whole point?” you ask. “There’s a reason why One doesn’t want us to know names. We’d get attached.” 

“Bullshit.” says Four quietly as he shakes his head. “Several of us have almost died for each other. If that’s not being attached, then I don’t know what is.” 

You silently watch him as he begins pacing the room now. His hands are on his hips as he keeps speaking. 

“I know maybe two things about you. You worked for the SS and you were an orphan. That’s it. I know more about everyone else than I do you.” 

He seems almost frustrated as you stand up and narrow your eyes. 

“Why does it matter so much to you?”

He stops walking and turns to face you. His cheeks are pink as his lips are parted - deep in thought. He just shrugs as his eyes go wide slightly. 

“I mean… It-it doesn’t matter. I just…” 

He continues speaking almost gibberish as you slowly walk up to him and find yourself only inches away. Four straightens himself up and stares into your eyes as he goes serious. You raise a brow and look to his lips, then back to his eyes. 

“Do you want to kiss me?” you ask fast, catching him off guard. 

You already knew the answer. You know how to watch for signs and Four was definitely letting off signs that he wanted you. You’ve known that from the moment you met him. It wasn’t a secret. You’re just better at hiding your feelings. 

“What?” he whispers. “Um, I don’t kn… I don’t know-” 

Before his can fully answer, you lunge forward and land your lips on his. Four gasps slightly at your sudden actions, but quickly goes along with it. The kiss is hot and fast as your hands travel up and down each others bodies. Four cups your face with his hands and begins slowly walking towards the bed. The back of your legs hit it as you fall onto your back. He’s looking down at you with hunger in his eyes. 

“How did you know I wanted to kiss you?” he asks. 

Suddenly, he leans forward and grabs your hips as he harshly flips you over on your stomach. You moan as he leans forward and presses his chest with your back. He kisses your neck and shoulder as your eyes flutter closed. 

“I’m just really good at my job.” you tease, causing Four to almost growl in your ear. 

He leans away and flips you back over. He kisses down your neck and slowly trails down your chest. 

“Wait,” he says out of breath as he looks up to you. “Can I know your name?” 

You tense your jaw as you smirk down to him. 

“Maybe one day.” you whisper. 

Four watches you with dark eyes as he shakes his head and laughs. He goes back to kissing you as he slowly makes his way down in between your thighs. Your eyes squeeze closed as your back arches up from the bed. Man, did you love being right. 

***

Several months have passed as you all are still on the hunt for the man One wants to find. You all got word that he’s walking around an outside town plaza that’s filled with shops and people. You’ve partnered with Three as the two of you keep your eye out for the man. 

“Remember what he looks like?” he asks you quietly. 

You both have large sunglasses on as you peer around secretly. 

“Yep.” you tell him when you spot Four on the other side of the road. 

He’s watching you and gives you a small wink. You fight back a smile as you lightly shake your head and look away. The two of you have secretly had a fling ever since the night in the hotel. Nobody knows about it and you want it to stay that way. 

“Eight!” harshly whispers Three as his eyes spot something about five shops away. 

You look over fast and freeze. The man you’re trying to locate has been spotted, but he’s surrounded by three men in black outfits. 

“We have eyes on him.” you say low into your headpiece. 

“Don’t let him leave your sight!” shouts One through your ear. 

“Copy.” is all you say back. 

Suddenly, the man turns his head and he locks onto you. He narrows his eyes as he concentrates. Your heart almost stops beating as his face falls. All of you had almost gotten him a few weeks ago, but the mission was a bust. You did your part perfectly as you seduced him back to his room. It was the rest of the crew that had messed up. You had a knife to your throat, but luckily you knew how to fight your way out of that. He got away, but not for long.

You know for a fact that he’s recognized you. You’re panicking as Three walks beside you and looks around fast. Four realizes that you’ve been compromised as he begins to freak out. 

“He spots them!” he hisses into the earpiece. “He sees them!” 

Three grabs your wrist and forces you to look at him. The man and his small army begin walking your way as his eyes were still glued to you. You stare at Three as you begin to rub his arm and laugh as if he’s said something funny. He looks at you confused until he understands. He joins in as the man gets closer. You swallow hard just as he whispers to you. 

“Go along with me.” 

You’re confused as he grabs your face and begins kissing you like crazy. You’re taken aback, but finally go with it. You grab at his face as you speed up the kiss. His hands are flying all over your body as you try to hide both of your faces. Four is watching you two with wide eyes and a jealous heart. He tenses his jaw and absolutely hates watching another man touch you like he does. The two of you continue when you hear One pop up on your earpiece. 

“What in god's name is that noise?” he asks. “Is… Is someone kissing!?” 

Four clears his throat as he watches the man look at you two and quietly pass by with no interruptions. When it’s all clear, you shove Three away and wipe your mouth off. You’re breathing hard as you look for the man and spot him rounding the corner. 

“Let’s go.” you say as you look to Four. 

He’s watching you closely and raises a brow. You give him a sympathetic smile and shrug. You all begin to slowly make your way closer to the man. Three’s behind you as you slowly round the corner by yourself. Just as you do, there are screams all around as everyone begins running away. Four doesn’t understand what’s happening as he sprints to find you. He rounds the corner and stops. The man has you with his arm around your chest and a gun to your head. You’re remaining calm, but Four can see the terror in your eyes. The rest of the three men all have their guns drawn and pointed at Four and Three. 

“Let her go!” shouts Four loudly. 

His face was red with anger as he balls his hands into fists at his side. The man just laughs as he jerks you around with him. His squeeze tightens as you gasp. You can’t look away from Four as he stares at you. 

“You think the two of you can take out the four of us!?” he laughs. 

Suddenly, in less than two seconds, a quiet bullet flies through the air and in one quick motion - pierces all three of the men in the head. They happened to be in a perfect row as Seven fired. Three birds with one bullet. They fall to the ground as everyone flinches. The man looks at the dead men and now he’s the one with fear in his eyes. He looks back to Four and Three as he pushes the gun even harder against your head. 

“I’ll kill her!” he screams. 

All of a sudden, the man goes still as he thinks. He tenses his jaw and suddenly lets out a loud shout. 

“You’re going to kill me anyways!” he screams. 

He then grabs your neck and turns you around to face him. He’s squeezing tight as he flings you to the ground and you hit your back harshly. All of the wind is knocked out of you as you gasp. You hear Four screaming something when a loud bang is heard. It’s as if everything went in slow motion. The bullet ripped through the air and hit you in the shoulder. You were in complete shock as the pain hadn’t hit you yet. 

Just as the man pulled his trigger, he was down on the ground in a matter of seconds. Your vision became blurry as you look around and see doubles of everything. Four is down at your side as he holds your head and tries talking to you. He’s crying hard as he shakes his head no repeatedly. Three is next to you as he presses down on the wound to stop the bleeding. 

“Eight’s been shot!” he screams. “She’s been shot! We need Five!” 

“Stay with us! You’re going to be okay! Don’t close your eyes!” 

You were losing a lot of blood and you knew it. Your head was light and there was a light ring in your ears. You listen as others from the group finally show up and rushed to help. 

“Please don’t leave me!” Four begs with a harsh whisper. 

You flutter your eyes and slowly open to look at him once more. He’s watching you as you slightly smile and then wince from the pain. Five was trying to get the bullet out as fast as she can. You ignore it as you look back to him. 

“Y/n,” you say quietly. 

Fours face drops as more tears rush down his cheeks. 

“What?” he asks shocked. 

“You said we’ve all almost died for each other and you don’t even know our names. It’s y/n.”

Four finally understands as his face scrunches up and turns red as another wave of tears hits him hard. His breathing is hitched as he runs his hand against your cheek and smiles - his chin quivering. 

“That’s a beautiful name.” he whispers. “I’m Billy.” 

You smile more as your eyes flutter closed and your hand cups his face gently. 

“Bill…” you trail off as sleep starts to hit you. “Billy…” you barely whisper. 

Your hand falls to your side as Billy’s eyes go wide. He grabs your face and tries to wake you back up. 

“Y/n?! Wake up, y/n!? Please wake up! Don’t leave me!” 

He’s screaming loudly as Seven walks up and tries to pull him back. He’s fighting against him as he watches your lifeless body just laying there. 

“Give me room!” shouts Five as she tries to still remove the bullet. 

“I didn’t get to tell her!” Billy cries out. “I need to tell her!” 

Seven grabs Billy’s shoulder and turns him around to look at him. He lowers his head and looks him in the eye. 

“She loves you too, man.” he says quietly, causing Billy to go still. 

Seven must have known all along and never said a word. Billy’s heart breaks as he continues to look at him in shock. 

“She loves you too.” 

Billy is silent as Seven brings him in for a hug. Seven was right, you loved him too.

***

2 Days Later

“Mmm,” you groan in your sleep as your eyes squeeze together.

You move your head around as someone begins yelling out for Five. 

“She’s waking up! She’s waking up!” 

You take in a deep breath as your eyes flutter open, but fall closed again. You groan some more when you hear voices surrounding you. 

“Eight?” Five asks with a slow tone of voice. “Eight? If you can hear us, try to open your eyes.” 

You do hear her. Your eyes flutter open once more and this time they stay half open. You’re peeking out as you spot a blurry version of Five, Billy and Three. They’re all staring at you with worried expressions. Your eyes scan to Billy as they slowly close once more. This time, a smirk fills your face. 

“You look nothing like a Billy.” you barely whisper, causing him to laugh loudly. 

He was beyond happy that you’re awake and okay. Tears are in his eyes as he smiles huge, as does everyone else. He kneels next to your bed as his hand gently runs through your hair. 

“I was so worried about you.” he whispers. 

You open your eyes and half smile at his soft expression. 

“Is it because you like me?” you tease as you slightly laugh, your eyes closing once more. 

Billy’s quiet for a moment as he leans forward more and gently runs his fingers over your cheek. 

“It’s the other ‘L’ word… actually.” he whispers for only you to hear. 

You’re taken aback as you look to him fast. Your face is serious, but turns into a small smile. You move your hand over as you grab his. He lightly gives it a squeeze as he brings it up to his mouth and kisses it. 

“I… I ‘L’ you too.” you tease with a smirk. 

Billy looks beyond thrilled that you had just said it back to him. He can’t stop smiling as he bends down and softly kisses you. 

The girl who wanted a family, finally did. The girl who wanted to be needed, finally is. The girl who wanted to be loved, finally was.

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You and Four were standing outside in The Pit. Wrapping your arms around your waist, you glanced down at your shoes, shifting your weight from foot to foot uncomfortably.

Four took a hesitant step towards you, in attempt to close the distance between you. His shoes came into your view of your shoes. 

Before, he could say anything, Milo ran up to the both of you. 

“Y/N!” He pulled you into a bone crushing hug, “I’m glad you’re okay.”

Four subtly, took a step back from you. Milo giving you a hug, caused you to miss the frown that made it’s way onto Four’s lips. 

Milo grabbed your hand and tugged you in the direction of where your beds were. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw Four shrug his shoulders in defeat.

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Eric approached the group, “Tonight.” His voice boomed, “We move onto phase two, of the initiation. Capture the flag.”

Everyone began running along side of the train, you had began falling behind a bit, when a muscly arm covered by a black sleeve reached out for you. Accepting the strangers arm, they pulled you on board the train. Once, you were on the train, your body was met with a built body, as their arm that wasn’t holding the stimulation gun, wrapped around your waist.

Both of you stayed in close proximity, for what felt like hours. You had leaned your head on their shoulder in attempt to regain your breath. The warmth of the mysterious stranger, radiated onto you, causing you to close your eyes, inhaling their scent. The smell of a familiar person overwhelmed you. Four.

Your eyes widened, before lifting your head looking at him. 

“I...Sorry.”

He looked down at you, offering you a soft smile, “It’s okay.” 

Pulling away from him, you faced Eric, as he explained the game. It was hard to focus on the words coming out of his mouth, when Four stayed behind you gently placing his hand on your hip.

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After your team won capture the flag, everyone wanted to go out drinking.

“Hey, Y/N! You coming out?” Milo questioned, jogging to catch up to you.

Shaking your head in response.

Scoffing Milo continued, “Why not?”

“I don’t feel like it, I guess.” You replied shrugging your shoulders. 

“But...”

“No But’s!” You exclaimed, “Come on, I’ll be your wing man. There’s the girl you like.” Pulling Milo to the outside of the bar, you were able to be Milo’s Wingman.

Before he entered the bar, he shot you a nervous glance. You gave him an excited nod along with a thumbs up. 

“Playing wing man huh?” A hoarse voice asked next to you.

"I guess so.” You giggled, turning to identify who the voice belonged to. Your jaw falling slack in shock at who had joined your side.

“How come you’re not out celebrating with them?” Four tilted his head confused.

Your mouth went dry as you were shocked at how friendly he was being.

He chuckled at your response. Suddenly, his large rough hand, gripped yours pulling you towards him, as he walked backwards.

“Come on, I think we deserve it.” He replied smiling at you softly. 

Cheers from the group of your fellow initiates erupted.

“Y/N!” “Four!”

Stopping in your tracks, you turned your head to look at Four. 

“After you.”

Nodding your head, you began to make your way towards your friends. A hand made it’s way to the small of your back guiding you through the sea of drunk people. 

A few hours had passed since joining your friends at the Dauntless bar. Surprisingly, Four didn’t leave your side. As far as you knew, he only had a couple drinks. He was occupying the seat next to you. It wasn’t until a random drunk stranger tried to hit on you, that you felt his hand move to rest on your thigh. 

The thought of his hand touching your thigh was the only thing that you could think about. Many of your friends tried to hold conversations with you, Four’s hand on you was the only thing you could focus on. Looking up, you saw Milo, with his tongue down his crushes throat. 

Four leaned in, his hot breath dancing along your features, sending shivers down your back.

“Do you want to get out of here?” His hoarse voice questioned.

Turning your head to look at him, you noticed just how close he was to you. Your breath got hitched in your throat at the closeness. There was only an inch separating the two of you. Unexpectedly, he leaned forward as he glanced down at your lips. 

Before anything further could happen, a drunk stranger threw his arms around both your and Fours shoulders in an attempt to drunkenly hug you both, all the while professing how much he loved the both of you. Sighing, the heated moment was no longer there.

Four helped him back to his group of friends that were at the opposite side of the bar. Once, he returned his lips brushed the shell of your ear, before he murmured, “Shall we get out of here?” 

He grabbed your head, leading you out of the bar. The chilled air swallowed the pair of you whole, in a sobering way. Letting go his hand, you made your way to a wall outside of the bar, leaning against it, closing your eyes.

Suddenly, Four knotted one of his hands in your hair, the other resting on your hip, slightly tugging you towards him. His lips stopping millimeters, from yours. All the alcohol that you had consumed from the night, gave you the confidence that you wouldn’t otherwise have.

Closing the small distance your lips crashed onto his. Four, wasn’t expecting you to initiate the kiss. He began melting into the kiss, pinning you to the wall behind you. Your back met the cold brick, causing you to gasp at the chilled contact. He took your bottom lip in between his teeth gently nipping at it. His tongue sneaking out of his mouth soothing over your lip. Gasping at his sudden confidence, his tongue made its way into your mouth, gliding over yours. 

Wolf whistles pulled you back to reality. Four pulled back enough to rest his forehead against yours, as you both panted in attempt to regain your breaths.

Turning to look at who whistled at you both, you were met with Milo and his crush that he was making out with.

Waving excitedly at the both of you, he pointed to his date, “I’m going home with Leah. Don’t have too much fun you guys.” He threw a wink in your direction.

Before you had a chance to think about it, giggles fell from your lips, turning into soft laughter that caused Four to laugh as well.