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Adam Du Mortain x f!detective (Kione Belmont, @averagetastesofonelittlebird ‘s OC)

Fandom : The Wayhaven Chronicles by @seraphinitegames

Requested : Yes

Summary : After a rough encounter with trappers, Kione’s optimism wavers more than she’d like. But that’s without counting on an unexpected yet welcomed visit (or, Adam Du Mortain comforting a very stressed out detective).

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Kione sighed as she closed her apartment door, the day’s exhaustion finally catching up to her. Right as she had finished her paperwork at the station, thinking she'd for once get an evening to herself, Rebecca had called her with an update on the trapper situation she and the rest of Unit Bravo had been working on.

It was supposed to be an easy mission : go in, grab whatever piece of technology they had stolen from the Agency, and come back to the warehouse. Of course it hadn’t gone as smoothly as they had hoped. As soon as Kione realized the device she had a hold of was nothing but a cheap copy of the gadget, trappers had jumped out of nowhere.

From then on, things had escalated too quickly for her and her teammates to escape that trap, their only solution being fighting until they could hopefully find a way out. However, it was easier said than done, and with the adrenaline rushing through everyone's blood, she didn’t exactly make the best decisions.

In an effort to try and clear an opening to the exit, Kione had ended up face to face with a trapper who was more skilled at fighting than she had expected. If it hadn't been for his weapon malfunctioning, she wasn't sure neither she nor Unit Bravo could have made it out in one piece.

With a shake of her head, Kione removed her coat and shoes and let them lay messily on the ground, figuring she’d rather relax in the shower instead of properly putting them away. With a stretch, she stepped into her small bathroom and stopped in front of the mirror, her reflection staring back at her.

The person in the mirror looked similar to her : they shared the same hair color and were the same height, but the dull tone of her skin and the dark circles under her eyes were not features she was familiar with. As she undressed, she couldn't help but let her fingers linger on the forming bruises on her body, the reminder of why she went in the bathroom in the first place being the dried blood that had settled under her nose.

When did her life become so… draining ?

She had agreed to work with the Agency to help her town, but she never believed it would take such a toll on her. She didn't sleep as much as she used to ; if she did, her nights were either restless or cut short thanks to the never-stopping wheels in her brain. She forgot to eat, her main source of energy being the coffee she chugged every few hours to remain awake through both day and night.

A sigh escaped her at the feeling of the warm water hitting her sore muscles. She stayed in the shower for a while, cherishing the moment for as long as she could before she had to face her responsibilities once again, already dreading the moment she would have to step out of her bathroom. It was the first time in weeks she felt like she could properly relax, but she knew that as soon as her bare feet left the tiles of the shower to touch the waiting rug, that small moment of peace would be torn away from her and she would have to go back to her exhausting routine.

Feeling herself drift off to sleep, Kione finally exited her shower, the cold air hitting her skin and forcing her to quickly change into the comfort of her pajamas. As she walked out of her bathroom, the remaining steam of her shower followed her, and she could almost feel it licking at her warm face, begging her to return to the peaceful atmosphere she oh so dearly craved.

Instead, she picked up her coat and shoes and placed each of the items where they belonged, though her mind was completely elsewhere as she wondered what she could possibly do before going to bed. It had been a while since she had had time to herself, after all… Perhaps she could finally catch up on the series she had started before supernatural life caught her in its claws ? She could eat dinner in front of the TV, just like she used to when she'd get home from the station when she was a simple officer.

As she turned on the device, a dry chuckle left her lips. The memory seemed so far away it felt almost foreign. Things were way less complicated back then, that's for sure.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door. Her heartbeat instantly sped up at the unexpected sound, her eyes stealing a glance at the clock. She wasn't expecting anyone tonight, and though she knew better than to assume for it to be anyone else, she genuinely hoped neither her mother nor Unit Bravo came to visit her so soon. She had taken a big risk earlier, and she couldn’t help but feel anxious at the idea of having to justify her actions when she had just started settling in for the night. She knew a talk would be coming sooner or later, that it would be necessary, but she’d rather have it later so that she could at least enjoy the remainder of her evening.

Another short series of strong knocks echoed around her, and before she could even walk towards the peephole, a familiar voice hit her ears.

“Detective ? Are you there ?”

Of course it was him. Who else would bother to visit at such an hour, especially if it was to scold her and remind her of how unprofessional and risky her choice had been ?

Without even bothering to check if she or her apartment were presentable, Kione unlocked and threw her door open, the backdraft hitting her warm face almost making her flinch if she wasn’t so focused on glaring at the blond man standing in front of her.

“What do you want, Adam ?” she asked in a biting tone as she looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.

After a short moment of Kione glaring at the team leader, a door down the corridor opened, only for one of her neighbors to peek her head through the gap, obviously curious on what could possibly be happening at such a nightly hour.

Sending a tight lipped smile at the elderly woman, Kione gestured for Adam to come inside before she locked her door for the second time that night. Turning on her heels, she stared at the vampire for a few seconds, memories of his first time here flooding back to her. Their duty was to keep her safe, it had been that way ever since Unit Bravo entered her office at the station. They were all doing so much for her safety, so her taking such a risk earlier and endangering the whole team made her feel guilty enough as it was already. She did not need him to remind her how careless she had been, nor how she should have trained more before putting herself in such a situation, or any of the other comments he could make. She didn’t need to hear it now nor later nor ever, for all it mattered.

“Look, I know I fucked up, alright ? I know I shouldn’t have done what I did, and that it was reckless and irresponsible of me and so on, but I really don’t want to hear it right now, alright ?” Kione let out a huff, not giving Adam the time to react to her words before steadily launching into a vent. “I know I’m gonna have to write a report of what happened, and I know I have to take responsibility for my own actions, and I am ! I do realize what I did was dangerous and that I should have thought before acting, ok ? I don’t need to hear it, I know all of that already ! But I just-” cutting herself with a frustrated groan, Kione pulled at her hair as she paced in front of Adam, barely sparing him a glance. Though if she did, she’d see the look of compassion on his face, along with a hint of confusion.

“I’m tired, I’m stressed, and I just want a break ! I’ve been running around nonstop for months now, and I can never catch a break without someone or something breathing down my neck ! When it’s not my regular job as a detective or the Agency’s stuff that needs to be dealt with, it’s random people that are literally after my blood. Do you know how exhausting that is ? Always having to look over your shoulder without making it obvious, because there is no way I could possibly let that show, right ? What if someone suspects something, huh ? What if they start asking questions as to what I’ve been doing to look so drained out, or where all these bruises come from ?” As she said that, she slightly lifted her shirt, showing an already forming mark on her side, before letting go of the fabric so it would cover it once again.

“So yeah, I don’t need you to come here and tell me how irresponsible that was of me, because I already know. And I also know I need a break so I can finally have a proper meal and a chance to sleep more than three hours a night, but it’s not like I can just shirk my duties, can I ?” Kione scoffed at her own words and shook her head, letting it drop slightly as she felt her eyes sting. A tiny part of her hoped her hair was doing a good job of hiding them, but the louder one didn’t care anymore. So what if he saw her cry ? It wasn’t like she cared nor like he’d mind. Every single member of the unit had already seen her in such deplorable states, why would it be different this time ?

“You can leave,” she finally mustered up the courage to mutter in a wavering voice, swallowing the lump in her throat as she gestured to the door.

When she looked up in Adam’s direction, she didn’t expect him to walk directly towards her and place his hands on her arms, nor did she expect him to look at her with so much… care ?

“I didn’t come here to tell you any of that, Kione,” he stated in a tone so gentle it felt unfamiliar to her ears. “I came here to… to check on you,” he finally admitted, both to her and to himself.

His hold on her arms had tightened a bit as he spoke those words, an almost painful expression crossing his features as he met her gaze.

Adam hadn't come here to scold her like she thought he did, no. He had noticed how worn out she had been the last few days, and, as little as he wanted to admit it to himself, he was actually worried for her. If it hadn’t been for Nate’s encouragement after Kione had left the Warehouse, Adam doubted he would be here right now.

He hated seeing her in this condition, more than he hated himself for feeling so helpless at the moment. The way she looked at him with teary eyes and vulnerability didn’t make him feel like the monster he was convinced he was, no. It made him feel a whole lot of things, and none of them were close to being monstrous.

Perhaps it was the lack of their usual bickering, or maybe it was simply the odd hour of the night along with the warmth of the bathroom seeping into Kione’s living room ; whatever it was, they couldn’t bring themselves to look away from the comfort of the other’s eyes, even when Kione’s ragged breaths turned faint against Adam’s cheek. And when he realized how close to her he was actually standing, the urge to stay put felt like a burn in his chest.

"I…" he started hesitantly, the silence settling between them feeling more odd than comfortable. He was so used to hearing her disagree whenever he said something, it was rather jarring for him not to have her interrupt him simply out of spite. Though he wasn't about to let the rare opportunity go to waste, he was for once speechless. His usual urge to argue with Kione was nowhere to be seen, his only want being to be of comfort for her.

The thing was, he had no idea how to proceed.

If it had been with Nate, or Mason, or Felix, then maybe he would know what to do, what to say. But with Kione ? No, with her, things were different. She was different.

The more he waited to speak, the louder the sound of the playing TV seemed to be, and Adam could sense how the woman in front of him was starting to let go of the thread of hope and longing that had inhabited her during those few seconds they gazed into each other's eyes.

"You need to rest," he finally managed, though a voice he wanted to sound resolved and confident only came out in a caring and pained murmur.

Reluctantly, Adam let his hands fall from their hold on Kione's arms, letting them form into fists in the useless hope to keep them from the not-so-cold air from the apartment. Nothing but her touch felt warm to him, and while he knew he shouldn't let the thoughts linger, they were far too tempting to fight off at the moment, even for him.

That's why he took a step back from her. And another one. And another one again, until he was slowly making his way towards the door, each of their hearts stretching for the other's the more distance was put between them.

"You can stay."

Kione's voice echoed for a moment around them and Adam stopped in his tracks, his heart and mind fighting for a decision through the confusion of what she could have possibly meant by that.

"If you want to, that is," she was quick to add, breaking away from her trance as she teared her gaze away from the vampire's back, the outline of his muscles through his shirt making her mouth dry. "You came all the way here, so… Well, if you want to stay, you can."

With a final shrug, Kione occupied herself by closing the bathroom door, frowning at her pathetic attempt to try and ask Adam to stay a bit longer with her. Truth was, she didn't want to be alone, and having someone come to check on her was more agreeable than she'd ever admit. Especially when that someone was him.

She tried not to let her surprise show when he nodded after a few seconds, even if the jump of her heart had already betrayed her, even if she allowed herself to stare at him a bit too long as he turned on his heels to face her living room once again.

"What are you watching ?" Adam's voice once again broke her out of her thoughts, and it took her a few seconds to register what he was talking about, her eyes finally landing on the TV.

"Oh — just some old show I started a while ago," she answered with a shrug, a rare but shy smile settling on her lips. It felt silly to her, making small talk after she had poured her heart out to him. Well, maybe not all of its content, but enough to make it feel a bit odd.

Finally taking a seat on her couch, Kione let out a sigh, the feeling of her relaxing muscles almost making her close her eyes in satisfaction. She let the lights of the screen drown the loudness of her mind away, expecting Adam's weight on the couch next to her, in vain.

When she turned her head to look behind her, she was met with the sight of the blond vampire still standing in the middle of her apartment, his gaze already fixated on her. Kione's breath caught in her throat as their eyes met once again tonight, but she was quick to shake the feeling away.

Clearing her throat, she patted the seat next to her, sending Adam a weak smile. "You can sit, if you want."

With a hesitant nod, the team leader slowly made his way towards the couch before letting himself sit next to Kione, remaining far more tense than the latter. It's not that he didn't want to stay with her, it was quite the contrary, actually. That's why he was so tense, so hesitant to stay. He shouldn't feel that way for her, and yet whenever he allowed himself to indulge in this… this yearning he felt near her, he felt better than ever. He shouldn't deserve to feel this way, he didn't deserve to. She made him feel whole again, but he wasn't sure he deserved it anymore.

Engulfed in his own thoughts and the sound of the TV, Adam almost jumped out of his seat when he felt Kione's head gently rest against his shoulder, his heart beating way too fast for his own comfort. Looking down at her face, he let out a small breath as he realized she was fast asleep, letting himself relax a bit.

Careful not to wake her up, he tried to fix her sleeping position when her head awkwardly slipped from his shoulder, only for her to shuffle and end up using Adam’s lap as a pillow, which only made him tense more. As he covered her form with a duvet after his heartbeat slowed down, he wondered if perhaps he could try to talk to Rebecca about giving her a few days off. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind taking on some of her tasks so she'd have more time to rest.

Never tearing his gaze from Kione's sleeping form, the team leader brushed a fallen strand of her hair away from her face, letting his fingers hover over her skin before putting his hand over his own lap once again.

"Goodnight, detective."

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