GRISHAVERSE X READERS

UNSPOKEN WORDS [KAZ BREKKER]

Prompts: B13. "I'm not the person you want in your life." "Yes you are." and B85. "Why do you care?" "Because I love you!" (by anon)

Characters: Y/N (no pronouns), Kaz Brekker, Nina Zenik, Jesper Fahey (mentioned), Inej Ghafa (mentioned), Matthias Helvar (mentioned), Wylan Van Eck (mentioned), Jordie Rietveld (mentioned)

Summary: You deviated from the plan during a heist, and got hurt. Kaz isn't happy, but the reason isn't what you think it is.

A/N: Changed the wording a bit for it to fit Kaz's mouth. Also I can't seem to make it under 1k anymore with Kaz so have another oneshot 😅 I hope you like it!

Warnings: blood, wound, mentions of torture, mentions of PTSD, hurt/comfort

Word count: 2.6k

"Ow!" you winced, hissing at the burning feeling of alcohol being poured to your wound.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. It needs daily cleaning. The cut is deep and it's going to take quite a time to heal." Nina shook her head, pulling some gauze from her bag, wrapped it over your ribs and arm and tightened it before securing it and leaning back to check her work. Then, when she was happy with it, she sighed and looked at you. "Saints, what were you even thinking?"

"I was sure I'd have time to snatch that necklace. I've never been wrong with my timings, I've done them before too, and Kaz never knew. That necklace would have been worth a thousand kruge... per jewel. I just wanted to make Kaz proud." your shoulders slumped in defeat. "And instead now he hates me because I ruined his plan."

"He doesn't hate you." Nina assured and offered you a warm smile, which turned into a sly smirk, before muttering, "Actually, you would be surprised about how Kaz feels..." She was being too quiet for you to make sense of her latter sentence.

"Huh? Sorry, I didn't hear you." you frowned but before Nina could answer, a familiar thump was heard from your door and you sighed. Lecture time.

Nina left the room the moment Kaz stepped in, and now there you were in silence, Kaz standing a couple of feet from your bed, staring at your bloodied gauze whereas you fiddled with your thumbs in shame.

Your injury was your own fault. You had made your own, stupid decision and deviated from the plan. A guard had stopped you and you had gotten a nasty gash on your rib and arm in the process of attempting to fight him. He had gotten the upper hand and was about to shove the spear in his rifle through your ribs after making that gash. Fortunately Jesper had heard the fight and knocked the guard out before you would have been impaled with the spear of the rifle, but the noise of you fighting with the guard had alerted every single guard at the museum, and there were dozens of them. You got the painting you were there for and little bit of extra in addition, but the original escape plan had been ruined because of you, and Kaz had made an emergency makeshift plan on the go, as it was too late to change into other pre-made plans. He usually thought of everything, but you had never before messed up, always staying in the plan. And even though you all got back in one piece because of Kaz's distraction plan, the man had been huffing and puffing all the way back to the Slat, and you knew he was angry.

"You could have died." Kaz took in a deep sigh to calm his nerves and tightened his grip on his cane while clenching his jaw. "This is why we always stay in my plans and not make our own stupid decisions."

"Kaz, I really don't want to listen to your lecture right now." you groaned and winced as you shifted on the bed. "I already know this is my own fault. I should have stayed put."