Norman Reedus Imagines

Scud Imagine (Part 1)

Summary; Y/N meets Scud at a party with friends and they start dating after a while. One day, Y/N really notices Scud is very quiet about his job and follows him to work to surprise him, only to find out that some myths are actually very true.

**Will NOT follow Blade movies**

Y/N's POV

7 months ago

"Y/B/F/N, I don't want to be here.."
I exclaimed over the loud music to my friend as she pulled my arm though the crowd of people grinding on each other and drinking.
"Oh come on, Y/N! You've been studying non stop for the past week and you need a break!"
I rolled my eyes as she pulled me through the crowd more until we were finally in the kitchen.
How I let Y/B/F/N convinced me to come to a college party just days before my huge midterm paper was due, I have no idea. I guess she was right a little though, I've been busting my ass to get good grades while I was here just because it took so much to actually get in to this college. I did need time to have fun. She then handed me a cup and I stared at it,
"What is it?" I asked cautiously, swirling it around and sniffing it.
"Fruit punch. Just drink it!"
I took a sip and immediately tasted the vodka someone spiked it with. I gagged slightly but still drank it until it was gone.
"Damn." Y/B/F/N chuckled as I winced and set the cup down, wiping my mouth.
"So, what now?" I asked.
"Well, I don't know about you.." she then winked out into the crowd to a guy who was eying her. "But I'm gonna dance with him."
Before I could reply, she skipped over to him and they disappeared within the crowd. I sighed in slight frustration. That didn't take long..
I then looked around for the bathroom, checking each door, accidentally stumbling across a couple having sex,
"Oh shit.." I cursed and slammed the door, knowing they didn't give a shit I just walked in on them.
I made my way through the huge house, still unsuccessful on finding the bathroom and hoped I wouldn't walk in on someone again and thankfully found the bathroom.
I did my business and washed my hands then turned to find a towel when I heard a groan coming from the bathtub. My eyes went wide before I pulled the curtain open to reveal a guy around my age, passed out in the bathtub with multiple drawings on his face. I would've felt bad if I left him there alone so I tried not to laugh at the dick drawn on his face as I leaned down and tapped his shoulder,
"Hey..are you okay?" I giggled as he struggled to wake up until his eyes shot open,
"Where the hell am I?" He groggily asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Um, you're in the bathtub. I came in to use the bathroom and I found you in here." I explained. He was very attractive despite the permanent marker dick he had on his cheek and forehead. He groaned as he tried to stand until I offered him my hand and helped him out, causing him to stumble ,
"Thanks..you wanna hang out?" He asked me out of surprise, being as we just met not even a minute ago. Noticing the look on my face, he chuckled,
"I'm not an axe murderer. I just meant in another room that's not the bathroom. Come on." He said before he made his way to the door,
"Um..you might want to wash your face off." I said, earning a confused look from him, "you have um..quite the artist of a friend."
He frowned before looking in the mirror and cursing lowly,
"Fucking Shane..." he groaned and grabbed the towel, scrubbing the marker off.
Once he finished, he sighed happily,
"Alright..let's go." He smiled and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the bathroom and searched to find an empty room.

"One joint won't kill you." He sighed as he searched for a lighter with said joint hanging out of his mouth.
"One, I don't smoke unless I drink, Two, I have a friend to take home so I'm the DD, and Three, I don't do drugs."
He chuckled as he continued to find a lighter,
"Well, I can fix the drinking situation" he said as he pulled out a flask and handed it to me, "But your friend is gonna be fiiinnee. I'm sure she's done this before, am I right?"
I nodded, shrugging making him laugh; he was kinda cocky but I didn't mind.
"And don't think of it as a drug. You smoke right?"
I hesitantly nodded,
"On occasion. Mostly when I'm stressed."
"Well, this is a stressful situation; being abandoned by your best friend at a college party with the possible chance of you getting roofied and maybe even kidnapped? Think of the joint as a a cigarette with a 'kick' to it."
I rolled my eyes at his attempt to still find a lighter before pulling one out of my own jacket and lit the joint in his mouth.
"Why thank you!" He smiled behind the joint and puffed away. Maybe he was right. Y/B/F/N was right too..I needed to let loose and have fun.
Taking the joint from his outstretched hand, I took a puff and instantly felt so relieved as I blew the smoke out, making the guy cheer out loudly,
"That's what I'm talking about! Let's get this party started!"