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reaper x reader: a dance to die for

(Y/n) was panicking as she gasped. "But I dont know how to dance--" she gave a squeak hitting his chest as they made it to the dace floor. The air knocked out of her, making her wheeze. This is it. This is where (y/n) dies. In the arms of a murder.

"Dont worry mi amor. I can teach you. But first." He used one arm to keep her pinned to his chest, his other hand going for her earpiece. It hurt a bit. He wanted to make sure (y/n) didnt run off.

Thats when (y/n) felt even more afrade for her life. Just seeing him pull it out and crush it made her feel traped. She couldnt call Jack for help and what's worse... is he knew she was a spy....

A whimper of fear escaped (y/n)'s lips as he just laughed. It felt like he was mocking her. Playing with his catch. Reaper dropped the trash to the floor before putting his hand on (y/n)'s back. His talens didnt sink into her, but boy did he make them known. He started to lead her in a slow dance, not giving her any chance to escape. His claws tracing her lower back. He was enjoying this.

Reaper leaned his head down, to have it rest right by her ear. It was too close for comfort.
"This is pretty dumb of the boy scout to send poor defenseless little you here." His voice was ridiculing.

(Y/n) shivered as his mask rubbed on her ear and neck. He was too close for (y/n)'s liking, but what could she do? She couldnt fight this man.

"H..how?" She finally muttered out as she stumbled in the dance, missing a step. Her hands where shaking in fright.

"Oh please mi amor." His deep voice rang in her ear. "He may have thought it was a good idea to send you, but im glad he did. I've missed you so much."

"What?" (Y/n)'s face morphed in to shock then confusion.
"I-- i don't know you-- eep!" She quickly held on to reaper when she was suddenly in a dip. He moved quick, holding her inplace. He lingered over her.

(Y/n)'s head fell back, her eyes looking at the upside down crowd. That was when (y/n) finally noticed all the eyes watching her, though all it took was a look from reaper and they would tern away. (Y/n) couldn't blame them for watching. It was really bazaar to have reaper dancing with somone. Let alone her. Hell, (y/n) was suprised he was here! She wouldn't think he was a party guy.

(Y/n) gave a gulp when she was pulled back to his chest. She is not a fighter. She is not a healer. What gave it away that she wasn't supost to be here? To make it worse reaper recognize her from somewhere! Atlest from what he hinted.

(Y/n) was struggling to keep her breath calm as she starred at the man's chest. (Y/n) had lost her words.

It wasnt till his hand softly cupped her face, forcing her to look at him. "Dont worry. I won't hurt you." His rugged voice somehow felt comforting. just somewhat.

"I... I find that hard to belive" (y/n) finally wheeze out.

Reaper kept leading in the dance as he laughed.heoved his hand to her face. His clawed thumb gently rubbing her cheek. It didn't hurt at all. He was being carful to not hurt her. That was way out of character for him.

"You know I'm glad sombra forced me to come tonight."

(Y/n) just gave a confused look as reaper kept talking.

"I get to take home a treat."

(Y/n) felt her heart stop for a second. No way in hell! She quickly tried to push on his chest to get away, to which reaper let her get a few steps away, before snatching her hand again. He twirled her right back to his chest. It felt like (y/n) just crashed. This time his grip was like iron. Trapping her yet again.

Fear pulsed threw her vains. What is she going to do? What can she do? She couldnt scream. It would eather make a scene or it could let other villains here know she isn't supost to be here.