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Protective Kris x Reader Oneshot

Requested by anon: id love for a protective kris oneshot where they see someone hurting their fem s/o and the person has hurt s/o before i hope this is okay?

A/N: Thank you for the request sweetie! Lol this is my first time writing anything remotely angsty and I probably had way too much fun writing it, anyways I hope you like it anon!!

Tw: Mention of a past abusive relationship

Kris:

Both you and Kris had a pretty rough day, so you decided to take the night off and have a nice dinner with them after school. Everything was going great, you had a hot chocolate in your hand and Kris was giggling at whatever dumb joke you had just cracked. And then they had to excuse themselves to the bathroom, leaving you alone at the table.

This would have been fine, if it had not been for the fact that your shitty Ex decided to stroll on in right after Kris left. You didn’t know if it was just shitty timing or your Ex was trying to get you alone, all you knew was that you wanted to disappear right then and there.

E/N slowly sauntered over to your small booth before leaning over the table and slowly inching towards your face.

“Hi y/n long time no see”

“Oh…hi” you meekly mumbled

“C’mon now that’s no way to treat someone babe”

Your skin crawled with every word out of their mouth.

At this point they were right up in your face, and the other patrons of the diner started to take notice, and you desperately prayed for Kris to get out of the bathroom as soon as possible.

You tried scooting further back into the booth, but your Ex seemed to get increasingly agitated with every move you made, and proceeded to drag you out onto the floor by the collar of your shirt. You were sputtering and hopelessly writhing in their grip as they lifted their hand up, preparing to strike you.

The room was completely quiet, as everyone in the room was frozen in shock. And then you heard a door open followed by quiet footsteps.

“What the hell are you doing to y/n” you heard someone yell.

You turned your head and saw Kris, cracking their knuckles and giving the most icy glare you’ve ever seen out of them. Kris had never seemed that intimidating before. But your Ex seemed thoroughly shocked, as they dropped you to the ground and practically bolted to the door.

Kris quickly made their way over to you, proceeding to help you up and back into the booth.

“Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah…” you murmur

“Do you want to go home?”

You meekly nod your head yes.

Kris haphazardly pulls some money out of their back pocket to pay for your meal and sets it down on the table before picking you up bridal style and carrying you out of the diner.

The rest of the walk to your house it quiet, as Kris occasionally shifting your weight between their arms. Once you reach your house, they help you inside and they carry you to your bed.

Kris sits at the foot of your bed, reaching out their hand to you.

“Who was that”

“My ex…”

“Why did they do…that…to you”

You awkwardly bite your lip and shift a bit.

“I mean, you don’t half to talk about it if you don’t want to”

“No, I should let you know…”

You took a deep breath before telling them about your previous relationship, the manipulation and abuse, every way your Ex fucked you over…and how what they did in the diner wasn’t new to you.

Kris balled up their fist angrily before snapping back to reality, getting back to what was most important in this situation, comforting you.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that” they mumbled “do you want me to stay the night?”

You let out a small hum of approval, as you shimmied into a comfortable position in bed, Kris curling up to your side and sending Toriel a copy and pasted message explaining why he wouldn’t be home.

Kris wanted to do everything in his power to help you feel safe, even if it just started with a night of comfort and cuddles.