You're Cornered (AlbertsStuffxReader) 'I'll Defend You' Sequel w/ male pronouns

Y/N went downstairs to take a break and Kyle followed her. Oh no.

"Let's try something out, shall we?" Kyle muttered menacingly. He stopped halfway down the stairs and let go of all his limbs like a rag doll. A big thud, small thuds and a scream, like lightning followed by the inevitable boom.

"Ow!" Screamed Kyle, the kids and Albert running down the stairs. Adam ran to the bottom and stood by Kyle. Y/N's face was covered in horror.

"What happened?" Albert asked.

"It was Y/N!" Kyle wailed as Albert went to his side, "he pushed me for no reason!"

Albert glared at Y/N, eyes locked with his with an unbelievable expression glossed over his fragile face. "How could you? Why?"

"I didn't!" Y/N broke through the lump in his throat. "I swear!"

Albert picked up Kyle, much to his amusement. Kyle sharply glanced at Y/N as he struggled to speak. "Adam and Kira, please go get some pillows. Zander and Danny, go get a couple of blankets, please." He then went to the kitchen to get ice.

"He doesn't know I framed you! You're cornered," Kyle said softly. Quiet, yet scary.

Albert was close by that point and slowly put the ice on Kyle's leg.

"That's not even where it hurts!"

He was thinking, realizing, wondering. He glanced at Y/N as the kids showed up with the supplies for Kyle. "Prop his head up, lay the blankets on him," Albert added. He glanced at Y/N again, but it seemed this one lasted a millisecond more.

Y/N had had enough. He turned and walked out. Kyle smirked at himself when Albert wasn't looking. Adam looked at him, and looked at Kira, both with worried expressions.

Y/N left the house. He knew full well it was snowing but took no boots and took no coat. He sat on the first step of the house. His socks became instantly soaked with the melting snow as it make contact with his warmth. His hair filled with the delicate flakes from the sky and his cheeks rose colored. A small sob emerged from his purple lips and warm tears ran down his frozen face. The door opened behind him. He expected either a worried Adam to console him or a sneaky Kyle to laugh. But it was neither. He heard Kyle yell, "My blanket!" before the door shut tight.

"Y/N," he heard his own name in the most familiar voice.

Albert sat next to him with a thick wool blanket around him. He put an arm around Y/N, the blanket with it. A rush of warmth and comfort ran through Y/N like a kitten being saved from a rainy day. Albert fully expected Y/N to kick and scream like he did in the bathroom, and so did Y/N, but he stayed still. He leaned on his shoulder and sniffled. His heart beat. It said apologize. His head throbbed. It said but Kyle. His nose ran. It said we're hurt. His mouth spoke.

"Albert.. I'm sorry,"

"What happened?"

"Well..."

Thankfully, the door opened, and even more thankfully, it was Adam. Y/N didn't need to listen to his heart and his head bicker.

"Kyle wants food,"

Adam went and took Albert's place as he got up and sighed to go tend to Kyle.

"Don't worry," Adam leaned against his brother.

"She's going down."