Promise (Whitty x Reader)

"Y/N? May I come in?" Gabriel's voice came from behind the closed door of your temporary room. You replied with a yes and the soft man entered the room, holding a tray with tea (british man-) and some cookies on it. He set it down on the nightstand beside the bed and sitting beside you.

He placed a hand on top of yours and smiled, "You doing okay?" He asked. You nodded and gripped his fingers, intertwining them with yours, "Yeah, just a little tired." You said, cheeks a little red as you felt him playing with your fingers subconsciously. "That's good to hear. But, I might have a solution to your tiredness." He chuckled, grabbing both of your hand and softly pulling you from your bed.

You were confused, quietly calling his name, "Gabriel?"

He brought you to the middle of the room, pushing a button on a small radio that sat on the nightstand. Music started to play and his hand found your waist while the other hand held one of yours. Your hands grabbed onto his shoulders and he looked down at you, smirking as he started to slowly sway with you to the gentle music that played in the background.

You had become flustered by this, but when his eyes met yours you instantly became calm. You smiled, eyes closing and your head resting on his chest. Your breathing slowed and in that moment, the only thing that was known to you was Gabriel, the music, and the feeling of his hands on you.

For some reason, you started to feel weird.

You felt the same feeling you got when you were with Whitty...

"Gabriel..." You mumbled, grabbing his attention as he continued to hold you close to him and and guide your hips to the music. He hummed in response, "I lied earlier."

"Oh? About what, Y/N?" He asked. You gripped his shoulders tighter, "Well, I haven't been feeling all too great. Whitty's been avoiding me ever since I started speaking to you again. I think I might've hurt his feelings." You explained.

Gabriel gave a quiet laugh when you asked him, "Am I a bad friend?"

You stopped dancing with him, but still left your hands where they were. You needed to hear his thoughts on all of this.

"You are not a bad friend. I think Whitmore just needs time to adjust to this whole situation. From what I've learned, he's only ever taken care of you, so if his services aren't needed anymore, he may feel a little insecure." Gabriel said, letting go of your waist and holding your hands. You smiled happily, "Thank you for this." You said, sharing your gratitude.

Suddenly, Clara and BF barged into the room, shocking you and Gabriel. The two younger people noticed your hands in Gabriel's and they both grinned mischievously. "Oh, did we interrupt something?~" Clara said.

You blushed, shaking your head and laughing nervously while waving your hand dismissively at her accusations, "N-No, not at all. Was there something you two needed?" You asked. BF chuckled a little, "A little birdy told us that you two had a date planned for tonight!"

You nodded, giving BF a confused look, "Yes, we do. What about it?" You questioned.

The couple looked at each other excitedly before looking back at you and Gabriel, "We wanted to ask....if we could join you!" They said in unison. "You know, like a double date!" Clara finished.

You suddenly became excited at this idea, looking up the tall cloud man, "Oooh, can they come with us! It'll be so fun!" You asked him, earning a quiet laugh.

"Of course they can. But, won't her parents want her back home by 10?" He asked, making Clara groan in annoyance at the small reminder. "Right, forgot about that." You told her that you could convince the Dearest's to let her stay out for a little longer.

She seems grateful and they bid you both goodbye. "Well, Y/N, I hope you're ready for tonight." Gabriel chimed, going towards your door.

"I can't wait." You said as Gabriel began to leave your room and close the door behind him, "Neither can I..." he said to himself as he walked down the hallway. He adjusted his tie, attempting to move past Whitty on his way. But, his shoulder was aggressively grabbed and he was shoved to the wall.

"What do you want?" Gabriel sneered at him, earning a glare from Whitty. "Don't think you're slick. You've been acting weird ever since you met her and I plan on finding out what exactly you've got going on." He said.

Gabriel laughed, giving Whitty a deceptive look, "Wow, I was right about you. You really are just an insecure, lovesick fool. You've fallen for her haven't you? I hope you know that she'll never love someone like you. You know, someone who's hurt her many times and even gone as far as to avoid her just because you were jealous? How selfish are you?" He said to Whitty, getting only a growl in response.

"You'd better shut your damn mouth." The bomb told he smug looking cloud man, pointing a finger in his face. "I know you want to hit me right now. Do it. We'll see what your beloved Y/N has to say about it." Gabriel pushed Whitty away from him and continued down the hallway.

The hoodie wearing man was shocked, rage in his eyes. "And for the record, you're both terrible at laying low."

Whitty's eyes widened and he rushed into your room.

"Y/N, WH-" he started to speak, but stopped, seeing you reading. "Woah, why are you yelling?" He ran next to you, grabbing your arm and pulling you up. You winced at his grip, looking up at him in confusion, "Ow! Whitty, what're you doing, let go!" He hurried over to the door, grabbing the eyes of everyone in the living room.

You yanked away, "What is wrong with you!?" You shouted. "You've been acting so weird these past few days and it's starting to worry me!" You told Whitty, but he stopped you, still trying to pull you out the door, "We don't have time for this, we need to leave. We're not safe in this city anymore! And it's all because of him!" He yelled back, pointing at Gabriel.

Everyone seemed taken aback by the bomb's attitude. "Whitty, you've been doing all this, just because you're jealous of him!"

"W-What? No, I'm not! I'm trying to protect us! Protect you!" You pulled away from him again and gave him a look of pure anger. "I don't need you to protect me. I just want you to be happy for me for once. Just leave me be." You sighed, going back to your room.

Everyone gazed at Whitty, who was glaring at Gabriel, "You...THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" He screamed, before storming out the front door and slamming it.

What a chaotic day...