You jolt awake to a scream and look towards the door. It seems to have came from Updyke's room. You grab your crutches from beside the bed and hop along to the hallway to to his room. You slowly push open the door to see him leaning forward off of his head, holding his head in his hands. You go over to Updyke and sit on the bed next to him.
"Gabriel, what happened? Are you ok?" You ask, concerned.
You hear him begin to cry as he clings onto you. He has never acted like this before and it worried you. Seeing him so sensitive like this was off-putting to you. You just rub the back of his head, letting him cry.
"Hey there there, it is ok... want to talk about it?"
"Just... Just let us stay like this for a little longer... please Y/N..."
You sigh and pull him close, smiling. You hug him as his tears wet your pajamas. You look down at him hugging your chest, god he was soft. It was really tempting to kiss his head like a mother would do to comfort a child. The thing was you were both adults. Fuck it. You gently lean down and plant a small kiss on his forehead. He quickly sits up and looks at you, blush forming on his cheeks with tears in his eyes.
"Y-Y/N? W-Why did you do that?"
"You seemed like you needed one" you chuckle.
Updyke looks away, wiping his tears.
"Thanks Y/N..."
YOU ARE READING
I don't deserve this... (Updike X Poor!Hurt!Reader)
FanfictionLife has always been hard for you, being in the lower class isn't a walk in the park. But how does one of the richest men love you without money? ( DISCONTINUED! ) (Cover by Sock.Clip herself, I got perm to use it)
