What we found
Pairings: John Murphy x reader x Emori
Warnings: Implied sexual content
Chapter: 4.06
“Y/N, stop that right now!” Your mother says in a fierce tone.
The smile on your face falls as you leave the other kids who are climbing trees and playing to find out what you are in trouble for now. “Nomi?”
Her arms were crossed as she gave you a disappointed look. “I thought you understood how important your training is.”
You pout, looking down at the ground. It wasn’t fair. You just wanted to be a normal child instead and have fun. You’d heard the stories of the Natblida from your clan before, but none of them lived to see their twenties. And you didn’t want that. You didn’t want to die a painful death like them.
You awake to the comforting feeling of someone running their fingers through your hair. You open your eyes and see Emori smiling.
“Hi.”
“Hey,” you say, slowly sitting up, your body aching from all the transfusions. “Have I missed much?”
“Everyone else is gone, and Raven had another seizure.”
“Is she okay?” You ask alarmed. You didn’t know the brunette well, but compared to the other Skaikru people that you’d met, she was good and kind-hearted. You didn’t actually class John as Skaikru, despite the fact that he fell from the sky as well.
“She’s fine now,” Emori says softly. “You look lost in thought. What are you thinking about?”
“I was thinking how the world is about to end,” you chuckle. “Before I ran away, I had this crazy idea that I’d just be free, you know, like I’d finally be able to have fun? Instead, everything is so bleak.”
The fear of the others dying because of Praimfaya and you being left alone had been plaguing your mind for days.
Emori gives you a mischievous look, “the world is ending is bleak…” She brushes a strand of hair behind your ear and leans in closer to you, “but you could still have some fun.”
“There’s not a lot to do around here.”
“I can think of a few things…”
You catch onto her line of thinking and press a soft kiss to her lips. Her hands land on either side of your face as she deepens the kiss. You’d never kissed a girl before, but something about Emori was special. She was cunning and loyal, and the tattoo on her face suited her perfectly.
As you pull a part just to catch your breath, footsteps approach. You thought Emori would move away from you, but she remained close. Murphy entered the room that looked down onto the rest of Becca’s lab and closed the door behind him. He looks at you both suspiciously and says, “What are you guys doing?”
You let out a giggle before releasing that maybe Murphy wouldn’t appreciate you kissing his girlfriend. “Na he na mad?” Will he be mad?
“No,” she says with a smile. “You’re staring, John.”
“I'm admiring,” he says as he walks towards you, a smug expression on his face. “It’s clear I’ve interrupted something.”
The next few moments pass in a blur. Every movement becomes a mixture of groping and kissing between all three of you.
When Emori stands to start unfastening her trousers, Murphy pulls your top off. His touch is surprisingly gentle as his fingers trace down your spine. His eyes were a gorgeous dark blue, but behind them, Murphy looked like he was drowning. This was the first time you’d seen a light behind them. Maybe he needed this as much as you did.
—
Murphy presses a kiss to your bare shoulder before looking over at Emori, who is staring down into Becca’s lab. “Come on, come back,” he says, winking at you. “I'm good to go again.”
“Your friend Miller should be back by now,” she sighs. “They're not coming back, John.”
He shrugs, “So we go to Polis ourselves.”
“The boat's on the wrong side of the water,” you point out. “We'll never make it.”
“Then I guess we will ride out the storm in the lighthouse bunker.”
Emori raises her brows, “for five years? We'll starve.”
“Who needs food when you have love, right?” He chuckles.
You lean back down onto the makeshift bed and scoff, “What a thing to say.”
Murphy rolls on top of you, “Neither of you were complaining about what I had to say an hour ago.”
You grin as Murphy starts to press kisses down your neck. You look over at Emori, who pushes down her obvious feelings of worry and crouches down to join you and Murphy.
—
You finish packing the last of the rations into a box that Murphy is holding. “We'll bring this stuff to the lighthouse and see what else we can find on the island,” he announces.
Just as you get ready to leave, Miller and Jackson walk into Becca’s lab.
“You guys ready or what?”
“Sorry, we're late. There have been some developments. Not all good.”
“Fill you in on the way,” Miller says, picking up one of the other boxes. “Is this everything we need?”
You nod, “yeah.”
“Great. Someone needs to go get Raven. We don’t have much time. We only have five days until our mass fiery death.”
“What a positive outlook,” you chuckle.
Murphy stays behind to get Raven as you and Emori walk out with Jackson and Miler. It felt surreal to you that you were actually going to the bunker. You weren’t going to be alone anymore.
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