style| human!cronus x reader [au songfic]

Midnight, you come and pick me up

No headlights

Long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise

Fade into view, it's been awhile since I have even heard from you

I should just tell you to leave cause I

Know exactly where it leads but I

Watch us go round and round each time

Warm and blissfully unaware was what you were. Soft snores slipping past your lips, fingers twitching slightly as you slept; that is.. until you were mercilessly dragged back into the cruel reality by an unknown force. Slowly raising your head from your pillow you groggily wiped at your blurry eyes with the back of your hand. With vision renewed you spared a glance at the clock.

‘12 a.m.??? Fuck no.’ You thought to yourself as you laid your head back onto your pillow.

But before you could even think of drifting off to sleep you heard a sound… knocking? You looked to your left and then to right and finally behind you. Your eyes widened a fraction as you noticed the man standing on your balcony outside your window.

“Cronus! What the hell are you doing here?!” You hissed.

“Let me in?” He pleaded.

You just stood there for a while silently gawking at him but eventually, not having the fight in you to make him go away, you reluctantly trudged towards the window, lifting the hatch, and sliding the panel up. You internally snorted as he stepped inside and invited himself to have a seat on your bed.

“How’d you even get up here?” You asked, an amused smile tugging at your lips as you took a seat beside him.

“There’s only one way up doll. I climbed obviously.” He stated rolling his eyes.

“Shut up, you know I know that. I’m saying we’re not sixteen anymore you might pull something pops.” You said breaking out in giggles at the offended look on his face and the sound of your laughter only egging him on to do the same.

But all too soon your laughter died down and silence was insured.

“Cronus.” You said in a soft but now humorless voice.

“Yeah?” He asked, now looking away from you.

“It’s been a year.” You said when he didn’t look at you.

“Yeah.” He replied with an emotion you couldn’t grasp laced in his voice.

“Tell me, why are you here?” You whispered.

He turned to you suddenly, grasping your hands in his, “Let’s go on a midnight cruise for ol’ times sake.”

“You always were a spontaneous one.” You chuckled to yourself as you hopped off the bed to find clothing a little more suitable for the outdoors.

You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye

And I got that red lip classic thing that you like

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.

Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style

You got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt.

And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt,

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.

Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style.

You had been driving a good 20 minutes before your curiosity finally had gotten the best of you.

“Where are we going?” You asked.

“Our place of course.” He snorted aloud as if it was unmistakable.

Pointedly glaring at him you took the chance to check him out; Signature slicked back hair, white t-shirt, and his stupid unlit cigarette hanging loosely from his lips.

‘Looking sickeningly gorgeous as always.’ You thought to yourself with an inaudible sigh.

So it goes

He can't keep his wild eyes on the road

Takes me home

Lights are off, he's taking off his coat

I say I heard that you been out and about with some other girl

Some other girl

“See something you like kitten?” He asked with glance to the side, an alluring smirk playing at his lips.

“As if.” You scoffed, turning your head to look out the window.

Taking your lapse in attention Cronus gently placed his hand on your knee, when you didn’t object he teasingly slid his hand up and down the length of your thigh. Letting your head rest on the seat you became consumed by his touches. You hummed your approval as his hand eagerly dipped in between your legs sensually, erotically massaging your inner thighs but never coming close to where you really wanted him. The feeling of his fingers fleetingly dancing across your thigh clouded your mind, but soon became unbearable.

“How far are we?” You blurted.


“We’re here.” He replied as he parked and cut off the car.

You looked up at him through your eyelashes seductively biting your lip and consequently making something within him go off. He grabbed you by the waist and lifted you into his lap, you straddling his hips and him taking your face into his hands for a feverish kiss. You kissed back just as passionately snaking your arms around his neck and running your fingers through his silky chestnut tresses. Tongue prodding your lip for entrance you opened your mouth just enough for his tongue to slip inside and explore every inch of his territory.

Backing away ever so slightly for a quick breather you tugged at his shirt lightly until he got the notation that you wanted it off. When he was free of that useless layer of clothing you ran your hands up and down his toned chest that you missed so dearly. You dipped your head into the crook of his neck leaving behind marks that he surely wouldn’t be able to cover up the next day. He shuddered underneath your touch ultimately giving you the go ahead to do what you wanted.

Not wasting any time you moved to the backseat pulling your own shirt off, tossing it to the side, beckoning him after you. He obliged clambering into the back and climbing on top of you. You moaned, his name slipping from your lips as he returned the favor. Breath hot on your neck as he left a trail of open mouth kisses down to your collarbone where he followed and traced the grooves with his tongue. Head thrown back and eyes fluttering shut in rhapsody you became a pile of mush in his hands as he brought them up to your chest and squeezed your breasts through your bra.

‘Wow, us fucking in the back of this Mustang is gonna be really nostalgic, like highschool all over again.’ You thought as he left a sloppy trail of kisses down your stomach before coming to your belt buckle and starting to work on your shorts.


‘Hmm, yup, just like the good ol’ days.’ You said to yourself as he finally unbuckled your belt and popped your button.


Everything was going great until you had an unnerving thought.

“Wait,” You said suddenly pushing him back by his chest. “What about that other girl I heard about? You know I’m not a homewrecker.”

He says, what you've heard it's true but I

Can't stop thinking about you and I

I said I've been there too a few times

“Yeah, yeah and whatever you heard was all probably true but to be honest she was the furthest thing on my mind when we were fooling around. I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Even though that’s quite possibly the absolute worst way you could have put that, I know exactly what you mean.” You said with a small chuckle.

Take me home

Just take me home

Just take me home

You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye

And I got that red lip classic thing that you like

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.

Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style

Cuddled up in the backseat of the car you silently grasped his hand in yours engraving the feeling into the back of your mind.

‘What if.’ He thought.

His hold around your waist tightening as he cherished the feeling of your body next to his, keeping in mind that with the unstable relationship the two of you shared you may never get the chance to experience this again.

‘Maybe this time.’ You mused.

With genuine curiosity he asked what you were both thinking, “So where does this leave us?”

“Back where we started again I guess.” You feebly shrugged, burying your head into his chest.

“Do you think you’ll fly the coop again?” He asked quietly.

“Nahh,” You replied softly. “[country name] is so overrated.”

“Hey Cro?” You asked in a muffled voice.

“Yeah babe?”

“Take me home.”

“Your place or mine?” He asked as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“You always ruin the mood you dweeb.” You laughed as you playfully punch his chest.