Slashers x reader

Brahms x reader

A/N 

wow, ok so it's been ages since I've posted. I'm so sorry. I've had some life stuff and junk that I've had to deal with but now I'm all done so I can focus more on writing hopefully. I've got some draft work that I'm still working on so hopefully I can publish those ASAP. Anyway, I hope yall enjoy today's story about stinky wall boy. I love him so much. 

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"No Brahms, I'm sorry but I have to go to the store." 

"WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY" Whined Brahms as he followed you down the stairs, stamping his feet on the way. 

"Because, Brahms, Malcolm isn't feeling great so he can't bring us food. Do you want to starve?" 

"No..." grumbled Brahms crossing his arms. 

" Exactly, And besides no food = you being hangry and I can't deal with that." 

Brahms huffed and looked at you. you looked into his eyes as he met yours. you sighed and smiled. "What am I gonna do with you? " you said with a light-hearted laugh, approaching him. His eyes watching your every move as you wrapped your arms around his neck, embracing him. His arms made their way around your waist. He held you tightly, as he buried his head into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply as to get every last scent of you. You smiled, enjoying the moment. " Now I gotta g-" "NO!" Brahms warm embrace now turned into a tight possessive one. "AH- B-BRAHMS THAT HURTS! LET ME GO" "NO" Brahms hissed at you. You nearly started to cry "B-Brahms please..." you slightly pushed him of you but he wouldn't budge. After a few more seconds of trying to get the giant of you, you had had enough. " BRAHMS!" He jumped back in surprise and noticed the tears pricking the edges of your eyes. " Y-Y/N i -I'm sorry I... I just" 

Tears were now threatening to fall, Brahms was always possessive but this was a little... weird. I mean, this whole situation was weird. you only came here because of a nanny job and now.... well now you were in a relationship with a murderer. 

You looked up at Brahms, you loved him, so so much, but sometimes...he scares you. You can't help but think that the whole child attitude was just an act and he was planning something. maybe he was gonna kill you just like Emily, Brahm's childhood friend. sometimes when Brahms got mad, he would look at you, like a lion looking at prey. it made you scared but you would never leave him, even though your mind kept telling you to go, your heart always chose to stay. 

"(Y/N), a-are you ok. i-i'm sorry, I just... I don't want you to, leave me." you looked up at Brahms, " Brahms you know id never leave you" 

"really?" Brahms said, his child-like voice gone and now replaced by his normal, manly voice. it caught you off guard. He rarely ever spoke in his normal voice, only when you begged him to and even then he was hesitant. 

"yes, really Brahms i-" 

"BULLSHIT!"

you jumped back in surprise, not only did he yell at you, but he swore! Brahms never swears. this wasn't like him, what was going on?? 

"Brahms w-what are y-you... you're scaring me. l-look it's ok i-i won't go to the store, ok? Malcome should be better soon so he can bring us the groceries ok? we're ok with what we have ok? look let's just go an-" 

"(Y/N) DONT LIE TO ME!" you backed up into a wall as he started to stalk closer to you. " I SEE THE WAY YOU LOOK OUT THE WINDOW. I SEE THE WAY YOU LOOK AT THE DOOR, WANTING TO BE FREE. YOU'RE NOT LEAVING ME, OK?! YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE BECAUSE YOUR MINE!" 

 Brahms had now got face to face with you, your back pressed against the wall. both his hand slammed next to either side of your head, cornering you in the process. ... nowhere to run... 

you were now crying, he had never gotten this mad at you. Of course you to had the odd argument here and there but this was extreme, this was no little bickering then you kiss and makeup, this was serious. all because you needed groceries...? he had only done this on 1 occasion before when Malcolm wanted to take you out on a date, but this? this, was getting ridiculous. 

You pressed your small hands on his broad chest, slightly pushing him away but to no avail. "(Y/N) look I'm sorry it's just..." he kept his stance with his hands by your head.  you looked own, you couldn't look at him in the eyes, you were too scared. "(Y/N)... Look at me..." he brought a hand under your chin and raised it slowly so you were looking at him. your (e/c) orbs met his shinny ones. he let out a sigh. "I'm sorry ok... " 

"it's ok, but... please remember I will never leave you, Brahms. I love you"  you smiled at the taller male. he let out a sigh of relief "I love you too." he raised his mask up past his lips and brought his face closer to yours. you closed your eyes and were met with a pair of soft but rough lips, and arms around your waist. you brought your arms up around his neck pulling yourself up slightly, tightening the embrace. " soo... can I go to the store now?" "(Y/N)..." Brahms said still in his deep voice, pulling away from the embrace to look at you. "hehe, ok ok.." 

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A/N

total words: 997

well, that was really trash. I've had a headache all day so I'm sorry if this is trash but hopefully ill o better on the next story.... hopefully. my writing isn't going great lately but ill try and make it better soon. anyway I hope yall enjoyed this story. ill see yall later.