°•| "What Sharp Teeth You Have" |•° bigby x reader

Fights and Confessions

Her eyes widened at his words as Bigby turned to grab a tissue, when he turned back to her, her scent flushed his nose. He paused, a moment, then two.

"Bigs?" Her voice was like a soft melody in his ears, but that scent... that smell...

Looking past her natural scent and light perfume, he smelt the all too familiar iron-y smell. He gently grabbed her forearm and pulled her closer. Her eyes widened a little further, and Bigby liked that... he wasn't entirely sure where he was, he wasn't entirely sure how he got there, but he needed a taste, and if he got a little bit of fear out of this... well he'd be delighted...

"Hey!" She shouted as he pulled her closer, her wide eyes suddenly shined with recognition as they met his own, and her brows furrowed in determination. She felt familiar, she felt so much like... home. His own brows furrowed, but before he could even think to do anything, she spoke again, "Sorry Bigs."

Dull pain came quickly to his nose, he stumbled backward, moving to cover his nose, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. He quickly blinked them away as he saw the girl dive for something, he raced forward, determined to get to her before she could get to a weapon. They both rolled to the side and straight into a side table as Bigby tackled her and landed on top, glaring down at her.

"I was going to make it quick, but I think I'll drag this one out for that trick you pulled." Her brows furrowed slightly under his gaze, but there was no fear in her (e/c) eyes.

"I did say sorry already, right?" She smiled apologetically, but before Bigby could question it, she quickly lifted her knee into his gut, dangerously close to his privates. Using his shock, she shoved him off and ran behind the couch, Bigby stood and glared at the deep green couch,

"Come on out little Red... you're just delaying the inevitable!"

"Hey, you remembered me!" Her voice sounded far too cheery for someone who was about to become a delightful meal, "I hope you know, I mean no offense behind this. I really do love you dumb ass, so don't take it personally!"

As Bigby lunged for the couch again, his eyes suddenly burned and screamed in pure agony, he stumbled backward as the area around his eyes was burning as well. His vision was blurry and whether it was from tears or whatever was in his eyes, he wasn't sure.

He stumbled backward a little further until two smaller hands gently grabbed his arms and he found himself being led somewhere, he was sat down as he rubbed at his eyes. Those same small hands pulled away from his hands away from his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." she trailed off, mumbling a series of apologies he reached for his eyes again, but those same small hands held his own, "Blink for me, Bigs."

So he did, he blinked rapidly, despite the pain.

One of those small hands gently cupped his cheek, "Okay, now shut your eyes and don't open them until I say it's okay..."

So he did. A soft, foamy, substance was now sitting just below his eyes, until those small hands began scrubbing the substance under and around his eyes, then gently over his eyelids. Water was poured over his face and he flinched as the cold substance touched his face.

"Alright, open up."

So he did. And that same cold water was poured into his eyes, he flinched away again until that small hand gently grabbed his chin, "I know, Bigs, I'm sorry."

"(Y/n)?" He mumbled, her thumb brushed against his bottom lip,

"Shh, let me get this out first." She was quiet as she poured the water over his eyes, and after a while, there was still a faint burn, but he could see again. She pulled the bottle away from his face and smiled apologetically, "Good to have you back."