TRIGGER WARNING - ASSAULT 

Working as a Social Media manager for Ghost is the best job you could have ever been hired for. Attending concerts, hanging out with the band, and traveling the world were only a few perks. However, working around drunk, belligerent people can have its downsides. You have been groped at the barricade, puked on, and attacked, but every time someone lays a hand on you, the ghouls rush to your aid, well more specifically Swiss. Swiss and you both have had a crush on each other forever, but both of you were too scared to admit it. There was a draw to each other that both of you felt, but didn't want to accept.

The meet and greet went longer than expected. You look down at your watch 1:30am and you sigh. Walking back to your car across the dark parking lot was not your concern, but walking through the back allies to get out of the theater was.

You grab the rest of your belongings and wave bye to the ghouls. Swiss shoots up from his seat and grabs your wrist. You blush at his touch, "Wait, y/n do you want someone to walk you to your car?" Concern painted his eyes, they didn't have to wear their masks around you, "No, thank you Swiss, I'll be fine." You say waving the taser in your hand, "Okay, just, you know, call out if you need us." He says sitting back down. You nod and say goodbye again.

You take a breath before pushing open the heavy stage door, no one was around. You quickly clutch your bag and taser close to your body, and start to walk. In between the buildings was an alleyway, many a drunk get lost here, but you were used to it by now, "Hey sweetie" one man slurs the instant you step onto the gravel, "Where ya goin, a taller man says, now standing in front of you. You grip your taser, "I'll use it. Move." You threaten. He doesn't move, you hold out the taser and right when you go to pull the trigger, another man comes behind you and grabs the taser, pinning your arms behind your back, "Trying to leave us?" He whispers in your ear. The smell of vodka is pungent, "Let me go." You say kicking and moving trying to get free. You knew the ghouls would kill them, but maybe they had a family and kids. You feel a pair of lips start kissing your neck. The person in front of you grabs your jaw and forces you into a kiss, his tongue immediately enters your mouth, the taste of whisky sickening. You bite his tongue, hard. He gasps and punches you in the jaw. You stop struggling and slump, "Good girl." The man holding your arms says, you keep fighting, but the taller man starts to groups you through your shirt, and you scream,

"SWISS PLE-" Before you could even finish your plea, the men were tossed to the ground, blood spattered in the brick alley. You stand there in shock. Rain's shoulders heaved as he leans over the man in front of you, blood on his uniform, hands, and face. Swiss stands from the body behind you, wiping the blood off of his face with his sleeve. Aether stands from the same body as Swiss. Sodo stood from Rain's.

Your eyes were wide, bags scattered on the floor, taser lost in the gravel. You let out shaky breaths, tears couldn't even flood out of your eyes, you were just scared. Aether was the first one to approach you. He walks in front of you and slowly places both of his hands on your shoulder, you don't react. Your eyes are glossed over, "Y/n," he says, gently shaking you, "Y/n we're here," he says, still trying to get you out of your state. You shake your head and blink your eyes, your body not fully understanding that it is safe to react. You push Aether's hands away and back up into Swiss's chest. You scream and turn to face him. Your body shakes with adrenaline, your common sense still trying to come back into reality. Swiss raises his hands, a sign of him not wanting any trouble or meaning any harm, "It's okay y/n, it's just us, you're okay now." he says in a hushed voice, more so trying to calm himself down, the anger and fear leaving his body. You whip your head around at the men who were circling you. They didn't mean to come off as threatening, but they were to your frazzled brain. They keep inching closer, but you can't accept their comfort. You start to cry and cling to yourself, dropping to your knees, the panic becoming more suffocating.

The door slams open, the four ghouls turn and see the ghoulettes. They quickly run over to you, "Hey babes it's okay, it's okay we're here now." Cumulus says, wrapping her arms around your waist, leaning you back on her chest. Sunshine holds your right hand, Cirrus holds your left. They sit there for a few more minutes until you calm down, "I-I'm sorry." You squeak out through sobs, 'No, no honey this wasn't your fault'' Cirrus comforts, wiping away some tears, "Whe-Where are th-the guys?" You whimper, finally catching your breath, "We're here," Swiss says coming behind Cumulus, you turn your head and look at him. You let go of the ghoulette's hands and reach up to him.

The ghoulettes backed away and Swiss slowly kneels next to you, not wanting to scare you. You quickly wrap your arms around his neck, his hand finds your waist and upper back, "I'm here baby, I'm here." He whispers over and over again in your hair, "I love you so much, I'm never letting you leave my sight again." Swiss swears, holding you tighter. You barely catch what he says through your cries. Tears start to fill his eyes as he feels your body shake with sobs.

The others stood to the side and watched. Sodo keeps a protective arm around Sunshine, holding her close almost as if he worries about her. Aether updated Cumulus on what happened. Rain and Cirrus stood in silence. You pull back after a minute, "Thank you Swiss, I-I love you." You sob, hands still wrapped around his neck, "I love you, so so much y/n. Now come on, let me take care of you." He says standing with you still in his arms. Your legs wrap around his waist, he carries you through the alley and to the tour bus.

Papa looks at his ghouls and goes to say something, but Aether signals him to stay quiet. Swiss carries you to the bathroom and sets you on the counter, "I have to go get something baby okay?" You cling to him, you don't want to be alone, "I'll be right back I promise." He pulls back and hurriedly grabs a shirt from his closet. He comes back, your eyes are glossed over, the scene of the night playing over and over again in your head like a terrible dream. He quickly places the shirt beside you and holds you again,

"Y/n come out of it, please get out of your head I'm here now, focus on me, please." He starts to rub circles on your back, holding you to his chest. You shutter and pull back, "I'm here, I'm okay." You comfort yourself. Swiss looks into your eyes, trying to decipher if you're telling the truth, "I have a shirt for you to change into, may I help you?" He asks softly, almost a whisper like he was talking to a scared child. You nod shyly. You get off of the counter and hold your hands over your head. Swiss removes your dress, revealing no bra, but a pair of black lace underwear. Swiss's eyes roam your body, but fall on the bruises on your neck, his anger reignites. You notice the red glint in his eyes and tense, "Swiss? Swiss are you okay?" You ask, stepping towards him, your hands rest on his cheeks. He immediately softens under your touch, "Yes, yes I'm okay," He says taking your hands off his face and into his hands, he looks at the floor, "Don't worry about me. Let me help you tonight, okay?" He asks, his voice cracking slightly. You smile softly and nod, always loving how attentive to you he is. He picks up the Van Halen shirt and gently puts it on you. You look at the pattern and smile, "It's your favorite one, I know." He whispers, stepping closer to you. His hands land on your waist, still slowly, giving you time to back away. Your arms wrap around his neck, "Sunshine said you can sleep with her if you w-" "No. I want to sleep with you, please." You interrupt. Swiss pulls back and looks into your eyes again, "Are you sure?" You nod and blush.

He holds your hand and guides you out of the bathroom. The ghouls, ghoulettes, and Papa were all gathered around the common area of the bus, you blush and hide behind Swiss, the shirt only covering the top of your thighs. He steps in front of you, your hands wrapped around his waist, "Swiss. Is everything okay?" Papa asks, clearly stressed, "Yes, everything is okay, Y/n is staying with me tonight." Swiss announces. Everyone nods and goes to their beds.

Swiss helps you up to his, you climb in. The space was large enough for a twin, but neither of you mind. You push the covers down and crawl in, Swiss close behind. He pulls the covers over both of you and lays one arm under your neck, resting his hand on your shoulder. You place your hands on his chest, his other arm snakes around your waist, "Are you comfortable?" Swiss whispers. You only groan, the exhaustion of the night's events finally taking over. Swiss pulls you closer, your legs now intertwined. He places a gentle kiss on your head, you blush, giggle, and cuddle your face closer into his chest. He laughs at how adorable you are.

Once you fell asleep, Swiss felt compelled to not doze off. His instinct to protect you only grew over the night. He's always felt drawn to you. His brain keeps drifting off to possible endings if he hadn't been following you out of the dressing room. What those men could have done to you pained him, and them even being able to touch you drove him mad. You feel Swiss's breath quicken and his heart pound. You groan and place one of your hands on his face, "Swiss...I'm here, you're okay." You grumble, gently stroking his cheek. He smiles into your touch, "Thank you, my love, now sleep." He whispers, placing another kiss on top of your head. You fall asleep again. Swiss waits for a few minutes longer before he falls asleep too.