Request / ask questions here
Y/N - Your Name
Request:Can you do a part 2 to
the motherly human where Liam is super attached to the reader and he has
nightmares about the berserkers and she comforts him like she’ll lay beside him
and gently lull him to sleep and he sleepily tells her he loves her and she
kisses his cheek and replies calling him “my baby” bc utter cuteness!
I loved the first part! - ANON Word Count: 1,135
U N E D I T E D
I listened to the hum of the engine and the murmur of music
as I drove through the dark and quiet streets. I glanced at the glowing built in clock;
My roommate of two years had just finished her finals today and she didn’t waste
any time getting completely wasted, she passed out about half an hour ago and because
I really don’t feel like listening to her complain about her raging headache when
she gets up I drove to the nearest drug store for some aspirin and all the necessities
she needs during a hangover.
I continued staring at the dark road and the silhouettes of trees whilst I hummed along to the tune of the radio but I was cut
off by the ringing of my phone from the passenger seat. Without looking away I pressed
“Hello?” I turned down the volume of the music whilst gradually
turning the steering wheel.
“Y/N” a groggy voice I knew too well whimpered.
“Liam what’s wrong? Why are you up so late?”
“Can you just come over to mine please, like right now” his
voice was noticeably wobbly, like he has been crying. I bit my bottom lip and prepared
for a U-turn.
“Sure thing sweetie. Unlock your front door” and with that the line between us
dropped just as drops of rain fell onto my windscreen.
As I drove towards
his house I couldn’t help but think of the past few months. Liam’s
done really well adjusting into this and training with Scott but he’s still new too all this supernatural crap and
at the end of the day he’s only fifteen yet he’s dealing with all these threats
and life endangering situations. Every time he goes away with Scott to fight
for the pack I can’t help but worry like a mom watching her child walk into a
new school or something. I guess ever since the day I found him tied to a
chair in Scott’s room I’ve grown very protective and loving of him.
I killed the engine and got out the car, locking it as I walked
across the pavement and up the stairs towards his house. Lightly I pushed the
door and it drifted open with ease, I took a step in the relatively dark house
and closed the door as quietly as I could behind me, twisting the key and
locking the door.
I walked up the stairs and towards the dim light
illuminating from Liam’s closed room door, I couldn’t help but notice how his
parents don’t seem to be in.
“Liam” I whispered as I opened his door to reveal him pacing
up and down his room in just sweatpants and a tanktop, droplets of sweat
covering his forehead and even though his bed side light was hardly glowing I could
still make out his red and puffy eyes that complimented his forming dark
circles. When he sensed I was there he spent no time rushing over to me and engulfing
me into a hug. He coiled his hands around my waist and dug his face in the
crook of my neck. I wrapped my arms around him protectively and rubbed soft
circles on his back.
We stood there for a comfortable few minutes swaying from
side to side; I felt the occasional warm droplets drip onto my neck and the
flutter of his eyelashes brush against my skin almost as if he was trying his
hardest not to let tears fall.
“Hey babe what’s wrong?” I picked up his face to see his sleep deprived
“They’re coming for me” he breathed and stuttered around the end, then he dug
his face back into my neck.
He’s told me about his nightmares about the Berserkers but that was a while
ago, he didn’t talk about them after that so I assumed this all stopped and he
got over it. My heart melted never the less.
“I see them. Everywhere… I- I can’t sleep” he picked up his
head but still kept his grip on me, like he was worried if he let go I would disappear.
I brought my hands up to his face and wiped the fresh tears away with the pads
of my thumbs.
“I’ll always protect you babe. I will never let them touch
you” I slid my hands down from his arms and towards his hands which hadn’t moved
from my hips. I intertwined our hands together and walked backwards towards his
bed, never taking my glance away from him.
“You will?” Literally my heart that had already melted at
his words had no evaporated at his vulnerable state. It took all of my power of
will to not shed tears for him. I sent him a warm smile and sat down on his
bed, our hands still laced together.
He stood up on the edge of the bed as I slipped my shoes
off. He watched as I shuffled further into the bed and gave him a gentle tug.
“I’ll stay the night with you” I insisted, his eyes widened in hope, rested one
knee on the bed.
“Are you positive”
“Thank you” he leant in and gave me a kiss on the forehead before getting
comfortable and nestling into me. I wrapped an arm around him just like a
mother would do to their toddler and rubbed circled onto his hand skin as our
hands were still connected.
I let go of him for a brief moment to pick up the blanket that had fallen of the
bed but he shot up and wrapped his hands around me. Afraid if I was leaving
after I promised I’d stay. I smiled and breathed a laugh before picking up the blanket
and nestled down next to him again. I covered us (mostly him) in the warm
blanket and I kissed his cheek one again.
“I’m not leaving you Liam” I reassured, watching him get comfortable
and resting his head on my shoulder. I ran my fingers through his flattened
hair trying to calm him down. He played with the strings of my hoodie I forgot I
was still wearing. After a few minutes of silence he inched closer to me and
nestled his head in the crook of my neck once again, his slow warm breaths
hitting my skin making me calmer.
“Thank you mom” he mumbled sleepily, I smiled to myself as
he kissed the skin on my shoulder. A feeling of warmth and love filled my body
at how he called me ‘mom’.
“I love you”
“I love you too my baby” I whispered and that was the last
thing I said before I realized he was finally sleeping. I continued to brush
his hair with my fingers.
“I won’t let anyone hurt my baby, I promise”
I feel so cheated by that finale. They literally didn’t answer any of our questions except who the killer was and literally no one from the main gang died and the only deaths were a cop we didn’t even know the name of and precious Eli