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[Aneka]

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[Aneka]

I was laying in bed, looking at the ceiling.

Should I wash his dishes? He'll probably tease me about what we did the other night if I try anything. He'll say 'I fucked you so good, you washed my dishes now.' And I'll just die of embarrassment. He said I don't have to clean his house.

I want to repay him but how?

What's Tadashi gonna do with that guy in the basement? Tadashi told me not to go to the basement.

I strangely miss him. I want him to come back. Am I being clingy? No, he's a serial killer and my kidnapper. I shouldn't feel that way towards him. I need to leave.

I got up, putting my jacket and pants back on then limping out the room and into the hallway. I went down stairs.

Tadashi said not to go into the basement but that just makes me more curious. I know I shouldn't and I'm not but why do I have to be so nosy.

My curiosity got me into this mess, it'll probably make me even go deeper but I can't let it. I heard the front door open and saw Tadashi.

"I'm home." He said in a sing-song voice and I smiled.

"Wow, I never thought I'd see you ever smile." He says while walking over to the kitchen and placing the bags onto the table.

I went and hugged him from behind.

"What's gotten into you?" Tadashi asked and I just nuzzled my face into his back.

"Alright, you're just being weird. Get off." He pushes away from me.

"I...I missed you." I say.

"Yeah, yeah, sit down." He sat me down in one of the chairs and stood in front of me, digging into his pocket.

"I brought you something." He pulls out a light shade of grey nail polish, giving it to me.

"You like it?" Tadashi asked and I smiled again while nodding my head yes.

"You go upstairs, I'll get dinner ready. What do you wanna eat tonight?" He asked and I just tapped my chin, thinking.

"Spaghetti? That's if you can actually cook it?" I questioned and a smile grew on his face.

"Go upstairs before I kill you. I'm gonna check on the guy, I'll get you when dinner is ready." I nodded my head and went upstairs.

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