based on this ask on my tumblr blog:

Can I request, a scenario too? The scene is like, they see Reader being abused or they see a bruise on her skin. The abuser can be like her stalker or her distant family (seeing as she adopted, she was with those family for a while but can't take abuse so she run away and got adopted). So, despite her can fight there is trauma in her and made her unable to fight her abuser and she cried to the boys when they find out or when they see her cornered. Thank you. I am sorry if this made you uncomfortable.

"One moment, please!" you shout from the bathroom as your doorbell rings. You are sure it has to be Zayne since you two want to go to a newly opened bakery shop in the City. But you're running late, still wearing your bathrobe from showering.

Knotting the fluffy belt you haste to the entrance door to let Zayne in as you accidentally throw down the cute kitty lamp you just got yesterday from a kind citizen you rescued. It shatters to the floor with a loud noise, but you let in your boyfriend first before checking in on the damaged gift.

"Hey Zayne, come in. I'm almost done!"You opened the door for him and were already hurrying back to the damaged goods.

But Zayne gets a hold of your arm with a soft grip that stops you in your tracks. "You're not wearing shoes, my Love, and there are shards. I'll take care of that, go get yourself dressed." "Thank you, darling." Grateful you give him a peck on his cheek and hurry in the opposite direction.

As Zayne gets down to gather the shards he finds something suspicious between the clutter. A small black device with a tiny lens. Frowning he puts it in his coat pocket and cleans up the mess.

Once outside on the way to Zaynes car, you meet the man who gifted you the destroyed kitty lamp. You take your time to talk to him for a second as he becomes aware of the shards in a little cardboard box Zayne is carrying to the dumpsters as you speak to the kind man. But something feels off, cold shivers running down your spine as he asks you why his precious gift is destroyed.

"Don't you appreciate the effort I made, Miss?" he nearly snarls at you "You hunter ladies are all the same! Always thinking you're better than the average!" he scoffs, leaving you with a very uncomfortable feeling and you just hope that Zayne will return quickly.

You are distracted for a second, looking out for your boyfriend's returning figure, as the man you once saved, grabs you harshly at your worst and yanks you forward to him. "I chose this lamp, especially for you and that's how you thank me for that!" he hisses into your face and his breath smells full of alcohol. You nearly throw up at this.

And the next second he's gone, pressed against the stony wall of your apartment building. Crystals of shiny blue and white Ice creeping all over his body, pinning him at the stone effortlessly.

You snap your head around "Zayne!" and find him standing behind you, one arm lifted in the direction of the drunkard. His face is cold and void of emotions.

"Don't dare to touch her ever again!" your boyfriend calls out to him, the voice alone sends ice through your veins. Never before had you heard him talking like that.

But at this moment you couldn't be more grateful. You run toward him, and with your hands, on his arm, he lets you from your attacker and turns around to leave with you.

The rest of date night goes smoothly, and he doesn't say a word about the little camera he found in your bedroom. He only asks if he should buy you a new one, and you tell him the story of how you were gifted the lamp and that it's not that important to you.

The next day he shows it to a police officer at the department and files a charge. Two days later the man you rescued once before is caught since Zayne took care of everything referring to that incident.

"Hey cutie, what's with that bruise on your hand?" the attentive painter asks you as he takes said hand between his elegant ones, brows furrowed, and sunset eyes now filled with a slightly worried gaze. "You weren't hunting down a wanderer during our vacation, were you?"

Being reminded of that incident that caused the little injury you start panicking slightly, your heart already beating faster in your chest. Out of reflex you pull back the limp and hurry to stutter an inconspicuous explanation. "I- it's nothing really, just fell in the street and wasn't paying attention. Don't mind it, Rafayel."

But your reaction only fuels Rafayels worry, sensing your lie effortlessly and now his unique bluish-pink eyes lock on you, darkening with light anger and determination. "You're still a bad liar, you know?" he states with a cold voice, and you can see how much it hurts him that you weren't honest to him.

Tears start welling up your eyes and your heart gets heavy. How could you explain it to him? And even admit to yourself that you felt absolutely devastated since you are back from shopping for some snacks. You sniff and try to breathe steadily to suppress the anxiety attack, trying to stay calm, but it doesn't work. A foul lump forms in your throat, your vision gets blurry and you breathe frantically.

"Hey, hey, Cutie! Everything all right?" Rafayels anger and disappointment vanish the moment he becomes aware of your state. Sitting down on the hotel's sofa he pats at his lap. "Come here, tell me what's wrong." when you didn't react he added with pleading eyes "Please."

Too weak to hide your state of mind any longer you practically slump into his body, searching for the familiar comfort of his broad shoulder to cry on and his strong arms to hold and soothe you.

"Hey, I got you, princess. Try to breathe steadily. Can you be a good girl and focus on that, yeah?" came his hushed voice close to your ear.

And after a few minutes of heavy sobs and heartbreaking whimpers, you tell him about the neighbor you once had. The one who was obsessed with you and stalked you till the police caught him in the act, and you finally were able to live your life normally again. And that you met that particular man at the grocery store, that he got angry at your sight and how he attacked you. You also tell him about how helpless and vulnerable you felt at that moment, unable to defend yourself, how you were petrified to meet him again.

As you tell Rafayel the story, he doesn't say a word, he just listens. But in the end, his usually two-toned eyes filled with joy and tenderness are now big dark endless pools, filled with murderous intentions and a rage you never saw before. It's gone in a blink as you lift your head, but it was definitely there.

"It's alright now, Cutie. You're here with me, safe and sound." hoarse spoken words kiss into your hair.

After you returned from your weekend-long vacation, the news report two days later about a male corpse, burned to death. Identification methods stating it's your former stalker.

You had the impression that Rafayel somehow was involved in this but when you confronted him with that he just grinned at you and said that he was attending his expedition at the time that poor man died.

"But thankfully, he won't be a hazard for you anymore, yeah?"

"What's up, sweetie? You have been quite restless these past few days." your boyfriend states, attentive as ever. There's really nothing that you could hide from him. Sometimes it gets to your nerve but this time you're quite grateful for it.

Because there is indeed something bothering you, but you didn't know how to bring it up to Sylus. In addition, you don't know how he will react, knowing how protective he is about you.

"You're right, Sylus." you sigh with a heavy breath. "But don't worry about it, please. I'll handle it myself." you kiss him goodbye and leave to go to work, deciding to keep it to yourself for now. You don't want to worry him or appear weak in front of him.

On the way to HQ, you stumble over your ex-lover. You know that he has to waylay you. In the 3 months of your relationship with him, he was extremely possessive and abusive towards you, to the point where Caleb needed to file a charge against him that even put him into jail.

And now that he served his sentence he is out for revenge - for you in particular, since Caleb is gone. You found yourself pressed against a cold stone wall in a dark alley after he hit you with an electric teaser that made you weak and defenseless.

"Did you think, I'll let you go with that, you filthy bitch!" comes his raging voice into your ear as he leans in to grab your hair and pull your head back in a way that feels like your scalp is being ripped off. You could only whimper out of pain, the electric shock still conquering your muscles.

That scumbag lunges out his arm to slap you but is suddenly stopped by a tight grip at his wrist, a tall dark shadow looking behind him. You recognize the dark and red mist that stopped your Ex instantly.

"Sylus..." you croak out with a broken voice since that bastard choked you before.

"You forfeited your life the moment you laid your dirty hands on what's mine." the dark threatening voice of your boyfriend echoes through the dark alley.

The man pales at this, and you close your eyes, knowing damn well what is about to happen. When you reopen them some moments later the remnants of Sylus Evol clouding through the dark, your attacker is nowhere to be seen.

Strong arms cradle around you, lifting you into Sylus broad chest "I got you, kitten." as you are brought into the hospital.

You hurry out of that small office, fleeing even from your boss inside. The captain you were associated with to help out for a mission calls out behind you, but you don't listen. All cells in your body scream to just run, to get as much distance between you and that pervert as fast and as far as you can.

This man tried to sexually assault you just seconds ago, pinning you down on his desk and trying to shove his disgusting tongue inside you. Your first instinct was to kick him in his balls and run for your life. As you enter the restrooms to roll yourself into a ball in a corner under the sinks, your whole body is trembling from shock. Embracing your legs you whip back and forth trying to calm yourself and to progress what just happened.

This is why you didn't notice another figure entering the rooms close behind you. White blonde hair getting into your field of teary vision, blue eyes usually warm like the summer sky now looking at you with confusion and bright brows furrowed in deep worry.

"Xavier..." you mutter between sobs that shake your cramped figure.

The hunter sits beside you, pulling you into his lap and embracing you with warmth. "I'm here," he whispers into your ears with such a gentle voice as if he's afraid you'll break at the sounds.

And as the adrenaline subsides you tell him what happened earlier. Xavier doesn't interrupt you once, nor does he doubt your words. He helps you calm down and escorts you home afterward.

He stays until you fall asleep, promising to be there as soon as you wake up.

You take some days off, unable to go to work after that incident and a few days later Tara tells you that the Captain who assaulted you was fired and found himself confronted with a charged file. You weren't his first victim, and so he is going to jail for a long, long time.

But he never arrived at the prison because one night he vanished out of his cell only to be found on a dumping ground. His body was covered in bruises, every bone broken, and even every single one of his organs punctured with stab wounds. And what was the most horrifying, the M.D.s found out that he was castrated alive.