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I was meant to be yours [A. C]

Adrian Hunt x reader

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A/N: this is literally something I wrote because I'1000 obsessed with that vocal and wanted to indulge myself. I'll leave you the clip below (I think she had a good time on tiktok, perchance you know information technology) it'south very skillful and I can imagine Adrian singing information technology. I hope yous like it!

Meant to be yours

"I'g home, my honey!" you said to null. It was late and surely he would already be home, since he had promised you lot not to do patrols that night and instead spend time with y'all "Adrian?" you insisted, without hearing whatsoever answer. You had begun to resign yourself to the idea that surely i of his friends had an emergency and had asked for his help, equally usual, when suddenly you heard music coming from your shared room. You knew what vocal it was, the same one he had been listening to for almost the past week.

You chucked me out like I was trash,

For that yous should exist dead—

You could hear in the distance. They were the opening lines of the Heathers musical vocal 'Meant to be yours'. Adrian and you had gone to the theater to run across him a few days agone and he seemed to have become obsessed with the songs, something yous didn't imagine could interest him. He regularly put them in the background when he was busy doing other things, but this time it was different. You lot sneaked up the hall and saw the door to your room ajar, so you peeked inside a bit and you could see the boy in a long trench coat that surely belonged to you. You smiled slightly as y'all understood what was happening.

But! But! Merely!

Then information technology hit me like a flash, the male child moved with both easily, deftly opening them to resemble the wink of a camera and you tried to contain your laughter.

What if high schoolhouse went away instead' he continued, taking a dramatic turn and facing you. He wasn't wearing his glasses, looking younger.

You all of a sudden froze, afraid that he would be upset that yous were spying on him, but instead he grinned and pointed one of his fingers at y'all as if he had merely had a revelation.

Those assholes are the key!

They're keeping you abroad from me! advisedly he walked up to you and pulled y'all by the hand, to take you into the room, without ever leaving his role.

They made you blind, messed up your heed

Only I can set you free! he promised you. You had begun to understand where things were going and had already smiled in anticipation. Y'all had only seen the musical one time, but y'all remembered very well the development of the scene.

You left me and I fell apart,

I punched the wall and cried—

Bam! Bam! Bam! the volume of his yelling fabricated you bound in identify a bit and yous didn't notice how steady his vox was until this moment.

You liked that side of him, he was a little... unhinged. More than normal.

Then I institute you changed my heart and set loose all that truthful shit within!

And so I built a flop

Tonight our school is Vietnam!

Let's guarantee they'll never see their senior prom!

The chorus was coming, y'all knew, and when he started to sing, he took you by the hand again and looked at yous with his eyes shining, completely in love.

I was meant to exist yours!

We were meant to exist 1!

Don't surrender on me at present!

Finish what nosotros've begun!

I was mean to be yours!

And then when the high school gym goes blast with everyone inside—

Pchw! Pchw! Pchw! he had already released y'all and did a little dance accompanying this that made you express joy.

In the rubble of their tomb

We'll plant this note explaining why they died!

Adrian gave the oral communication of what those students were supposed to take written in the petition they had signed, perfectly remembering the words and with a lost look. You started to become a little scared because he actually sounded like a murderer, although you knew perfectly well that it was your boyfriend. I mean, he was a killer, only he seemed a little more psychotic.

We'll watch the poor fume out the doors.

bring marshmallows,

We'll make southward'mores!

Nosotros can smile and cuddle while the fire roars!

Again he sang the chorus, with the same passion and love as before, but this fourth dimension when he took your mitt you felt how he pressed information technology harder than it should, almost pain y'all. Then he pulled you roughly towards his breast and this scared you away considering his animate was heavy and his eyes were a darker green.

You lot were meant to be mine!

I am all that you need! in this 2d verse you tried to let go, only he didn't allow you.

You open my heart!

Can't just go out me to bleed!

Subsequently this, you finally broke free and ran to the bath to lock yourself in there. You yet didn't know if information technology was to keep letting him practice his fiddling deed or because you were seriously scared.

You lot felt how he hit the door, hard, and once again y'all jumped in fright.

Y/N, open the—open up the door, please' he began, voice strong and demanding. But soon it faded to a gentle voice.

Y/Northward, open up the door.

Y/N, tin can we non fight anymore, delight he sang, nigh in a groan. When you lot had seen the musical, you had sworn that you would never have allow JD in, but at present that information technology was Adrian who was begging behind that door the situation was completely dissimilar.

Can we not fight anymore'

Y/N, sure, you're scared,

I've been there. I can set y'all costless!

Y/North, don't make me come in there!

I'thou gonna count to three! he had gone back to that serious and angry voice as if you really refused to let him in.

I! 2! Fuck it!

You lot idea maybe he would be more dramatic, only information technology was enough for him to slide the goatee in his hand and he could meet you. You were there, standing in front of him, merely when he saw you, he put his easily over his lips equally if he were looking at a corpse. Though of course it was supposed to be.

Oh my God! Practice not! Y/N!

Please don't leave me alone' he sobbed, while he came closer and tenderly held your face with his hands. It looked like he was most to cry.

You were all I could trust

I can't exercise this lone… he whispered, his voice cleaved and pleading. You had really forgotten that it was all about i of Adrian'southward antics, you were feeling like Veronica herself under his desperate touch.

Probably if Adrian had asked you to become with him to bomb a school, yous would take idea twice before maxim no.

Even so I will if I must! he bankrupt away again and sang the concluding line, barely missing the notes. Then you heard him sharpen his voice considerably.

Y/N! he said, making you smile at his false of the female person vocalisation

I brought y'all a snack… Y/N? he asked. He then pretended to scream while the soundtrack did and finally it all ended, leading to another vocal that he had put on Youtube autoplay.

Yous didn't want to say anything, because you were stunned. You never idea you would run across such a prove.

"You know, I expected to see a lot of things when I got domicile, but this definitely wasn't on the list" you managed to say, while he laughed and picked up his glasses from the tabular array where he had left them "I didn't know y'all could sing so well"

"I accept many talents that you don't know about even so," he said coquettishly, equally he approached you and took your waist with both easily. Now he wasn't rough anymore, he was just tender like always.

"Take you ever thought most being an player? Trust me you're convincing" yous complimented him, making him blush "For a moment I freaked out. You looked really… crazy"

"I am. I'm crazy well-nigh y'all" he smiled at y'all, leaning closer to steal a kiss from you. It was different from his normal kisses, this one was a bit more mischievous and deeper. You felt him bite your lip, difficult, and you scrap back a groan. A little pleasure, a little pain "You're so pretty when you humor me," he said, affectionately.

"Y'all nigh always look cute when you do stupid things, so I can't help it" y'all replied, in the same way "By the way, is that coat mine?"

"Maybe," he murmured, innocently, "But that doesn't matter at present. Allow's become outside, you must be tired from your 24-hour interval. I will cook you dinner and in the meantime you tin tell me how it went"

"Past 'melt' practise yous mean heating something from the refrigerator in the microwave?"

"Yes, but information technology sounds more romantic when I say I'll cook you dinner, don't ruin the moment" he snorted, as he took your hand and brought information technology to his lips to kiss it.

"My cute petty psycho," you told him lovingly, while you kissed his olfactory organ.

"I'm not a psycho" he answered, almost offended "I'thousand a high-performance sociopath. Practice your inquiry"

"That's from Sherlock, I know. I will never leave you the television once again, nor take you to any play. You absorb the personality of every graphic symbol yous come across" you lot laughed, kissing him again and then being led into the kitchen for him to pamper you.

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