Supernatural Imagines & Preferences ^Completed^

My Savior (Misha×Reader)

   Prompt: "I'll keep you safe." 

   WARNINGS: Abusive relationship, mentions of abusive relationship, drunk abusiveness (??)

   You were running through the dark, city streets searching for a place of shelter. You didn't want your boyfriend, Mike, to find you. You didn't want to go home with him while he was drunk. He was chasing you, his voice getting louder and louder as he screamed your name and approached fast behind you. This was the first time you had gotten up the courage to actually be defiant towards him, and you were surprised by your own strength. He had forcefully grabbed your arm and yelled at you in the parking lot of the bar, so you tore it away and ran, not wanting to be stuck with him for a night that would most likely be full of screaming and hitting. Your heels had broken a few blocks back, so now you were running in bare feet with the stone and other particles of the ground getting stuck in between your toes. The pain was so excruciating that you were sure you were bleeding and leaving tracks. You noticed someone getting out of a car about a hundred feet ahead and you screamed. 

   "Help! Help," you yelled as you approached the car. The man looked up and furrowed his brows at you. You noticed an immediate change in his facial features when he saw Mike following close behind you. You ran behind the man, breathing heavily as you soothed the aching in your legs. "Keep him away from me." He stood tall as you peered over his shoulder, watching as Mike came to a halt in front of you both. 

   "Come on, baby," he slurred as he reached around for you. The man in front of you swiftly pushed Mike's hand away, causing Mike to look him dead in the eyes. "Look man-" 

   "No," the man in front of you snarled, cutting Mike off and making you jump. "She obviously doesn't wanna be near you. Just-just, go find someone else to hook up with," he said as Mike chuckled a bit. 

   "She's my girlfriend," he said, putting emphasis on the word. You shut your eyes tight, hoping that the man wasn't going to back down quickly. "Hand her over." 

   "I'm not going to "hand her over." Obviously, she's running from you, so you fucked up man," the man said as he shook his head. "Now, head on home and it's her decision on whether or not she comes home to you toni-"

   "You're an abusive asshole and I'm done," you yelled, surprising yourself. "I-I can't be with you anymore, Mike. I-I'm sorry." Mike's face went from anger, to sadness, and then back to anger. 

   "You can't just fucking leave me." You rolled your eyes as you opened your mouth to speak. 

   "She can, and she just did," said the man, interrupting you. He turned to face you as you watched Mike walk away with a scowl on his face. "I'm Misha." He stuck out his hand, making you flinch and he lowered it slowly. 

   "Sorry," you chuckled nervously. "I-I'm (Y/N)." He nodded as he looked at his car. 

   "Do-do you need a ride home because I truly don't mind giving you one," Misha asked as he gestured toward his car. You looked down at your feet and shook your head. "You live with him, don't you?" You nodded as you felt tears well up in your eyes. "O-okay. I don't wanna take you back there by yourself. I have a guest room at my place, i-if you're comfortable with that. I'm just trying to- I just wanna," Misha sighed as he was trying to find the right words to say. "I'll keep you safe." Your eyebrows shot up at his words. "Or at least I'll try to, I don't know." 

   "If you wouldn't mind me staying the night, I would love to. I'd just need to get my car and stuff tomorrow morning. Mike leaves for work at 7. Maybe we could make a little trip out of it," you said, trying to look on the bright side. "I have my key in my purse, along with my phone, so it won't be a problem." He nodded as he looked down at the ground. He exhaled and looked up at you.