The boy with the bag hat...

Missed appointments

I wake, wrapped in the warm arms of the boy I had come to have a deep affection for. Snuggling in closer to him, I breathe in deeply, taking in the scent of pine wood and cinnamon along with the musk of deodorant used a long time ago.

"Morning sugar." He smiles down at me, nuzzling his head into my hair and letting out a content sigh.

"G'morning," I lean up pecking his lips before removing myself from his hold. Brushing myself off. "Where's Six?"

"Left to get us some food." Mono replies, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist, his lips leaving the ghosts of kisses over my neck.

"She could be back any minute-"

"Then we have a minute." He spins me around, planting his lips on mine. His hands roam up my waist, moving up to my neck to cradle my head. We split apart for breath when the sound of pattering feet approaches.

"I'm back guys!! Sorry it took so long, I could only find a rat and I didn't think you'd like it raw so I took it upon myself to cook!" Six smiles, appearing from underneath the metal shelves earlier scoped out by the doctor. She hands us both some cooked meat and my mind immediately snaps back to Six's words.

You will be mine.

"Mono can we try something?" I turn to him, eyes big.

"What do you want to try love, if it's BDSM there is a child in our presence-"

"NO!" I yell, flustered, "I mean, maybe eventually but that's not what I meant." He lets out a guffaw before looking at me with curiosity. "Feed me... pleeeaaassseeee?" I pout, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. He lets out a chuckle, awwing at my question before tearing off a piece of meat and handing it out to me. I take it between my teeth before Six interrupts us and it falls to the floor.

"Ew you guys! The BDSM joke was uckie enough!!" She says wandering over to my side and standing uncomfortable close. "I found some bread too, maybe that would be easier to share, I'll wait just on the other side of the shelves. Don't take too long." She giggles, kissing my cheek before walking away, leaving Mono with a piece of bread in his hands.

"What was that about?" He asks, and I send him the look of 'I told you something was off'. He shakes his head, scoffing and saying I was probably overthinking. We split the bread and go on our way.

We climb under the set of shelves and Six looks over, putting her finger over her mouth and pointing through a hole in the next set of shelves. We ease on through, hiding behind some boxes as the doctor crawls around the ceiling.
Spiderman fucking wannabe.
We slowly but surely make our way past him, moving on through to the next room and under some beds. The doctor followed us through, and I grab hold of Mono and Six before they reveal themselves to the abomination. We stay hidden under one bed for a while before we deem it safe enough to move across the room and under the next bed. I point out a button next to a door and Mono nods, signalling for us to stay put as he moved further into the room, managing to retrieve a toy and bring it back. He throws it at the button. Bullseye. The door beeps, opening and catching the doctors attention, he quickly makes his way to check out the noise before disappearing into the distance. We return to a standing stance, cracking our backs from all the crawling, and continue through the door; cautious as to where the doctor had disappeared to.

Climbing up some drawers and through a vent, I freeze upon feeling the monster beneath us, crawling in the surface that held our weight. Still holding onto both Mono and Six, we edged forwards, careful on our foot placement. We get to the next room and carefully make our way down to the floor, trying not to make any noise that might attract attention. After noticing a lock on the door we needed to head through, Mono went off to find a key, leaving me alone with Six.

"BDSM huh?" She asks, smirking. I turn scarlet.

"Shut up." I laugh, scratching the back of my neck in embarrassment. "I missed a therapy appointment and it took a toll." She giggles at me, wandering over and hugging me, nuzzling into my chest. Cautious, I wrap my arms around her in return, relaxing against her and resting my cheek upon her head. Not a second later, Mono returns, skipping over with key in hands.

"Hey! Don't steal my kitten." He scolds, waggling his finger playfully.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Six replies. "Emphasis on the dream."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I laugh, scooching over to Mono slightly.

"You know exactly what I mean." She winks, taking the key off Mono and walking between us, unlocking the door. "C'mon then." I go to follow, but Mono wraps a protective arm around my waist first; pulling me into his side with slight force.

We parkour through the next room, crawling through more vents until we are returned, inevitably, to the doctor.

Time for that appointment I missed.