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🚬💔Take off your clothes

Pairing: Karen x Fem Lector

Author's note: Request made by @AquariusMarine1 who requested a one shot where Karen is a drifter, who falls in love with the person who helps her (with forbidden romance, smut and mostly jealousy). I had problems to complete this request and now that I did it, I read the request and I realized that I missed the jealousy part; so I understand if you don't like AquariusMarine and if so, tell me and I'll do another one.

Sorry for the delay and the spelling mistakes.

Number of words:3210

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It was supposed to help you solve your problems, but in reality it didn't, on the contrary, it made them worse. You had come home from work completely exhausted and what was the point, if it was always the same, coming home from work to find an empty house, but you were no longer surprised, in fact you had taken it as your new normal.

As you go about your nightly routine hundreds of thoughts run through your head, you must accept it once and for all, this had gone to shit a long time ago. Shouts for help bring you out of your thoughts, you run to the window and manage to visualise a woman at your door being surrounded by those things that live in the village, along with a man walking away.

You run down the stairs and as you get closer you hear her call out to a "Mickey", as you open the door you pull the mystery woman into your house and close the gate listening as they try to enter. Your attention goes to the sobbing woman in your flat, you approach cautiously examining her to see if she is unhurt.

-Did they hurt you?- you ask getting her attention and you feel your breath catch at the sight of her beautiful brown eyes covered in a veil of tears.

-I'm fine- she replies wiping away the tears that fall -I just need to find Mickey.

-You mean the man you asked for his help and he didn't even deign to do anything- offering her your hand.

-He's not like that, it's that damn pill that's making him act like that- refusing your help.

-Whatever, I'm not going to let you go out now- your gaze roaming over her body -You're spending the night here- you say as you lead her into the kitchen.

-No, I can't do that- hugging herself.

-It's not open for discussion- handing her a glass of water which she hesitates a little to accept.

-I'm sorry I don't have anything freshly prepared- offering her one of your pre-prepared lunches from work.

-It's perfect, thank you- taking it happily.

-I'll go and get the room ready- is the last thing you say before leaving the kitchen.

Karen stands in your kitchen not quite understanding what is going on, a few seconds ago she was screaming for help and now she will have a place to stay for the night. As you walk down the stairs you find her looking around, something inside your chest shudders at the sight of her, you clear your throat to get her attention.

-I'm sorry- you cut her off before she can speak any further.

-Don't worry about it, by the way, I realised I don't even know your name.

-Right, I'm Karen but everyone calls me Tuberculosis Karen.

You wanted to ask her if she really has TB but for now her name will have to suffice.

-T/n...- you barely managed to say your name before yawning -sorry, follow me, I'll show you to your room- moving towards the stairs.

The tour is short, you show him the room and the clothes you left for him to change into.