Sniper Mask x Male Reader

Seven

You looked in the mirror and saw the reflection of yourself.

You blinked and you didn't see yourself anymore in the mirror.

You saw a monster, a killer.

A madman, a psycho.

You saw the faces of all the people you killed, screaming at you and telling you that you killed them without a second thought.

You backed up against the wall and you held your hands over your ears.

"Shut up..." you whispered but the voices didn't stop.

"Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!" you screamed.

You pulled off the sunglasses and threw them away.

Tears streamed down your cheeks and you continued to say shut up.

You killed your own parents!

You monster!

MONSTER!

MURDERER!

PSYCHOPATH!

You killed so many people and don't even fell sorry, you monster!

MONSTER!

MURDERER!

PSYCHOPATH!

KILLER!

CRAZY BITCH!

DEMON!

You screamed to stop but it only got worse.

You heard insults and blames of family members for the death of their loved ones.

You searched through the cabinets frantically for something sharp and found some razor blades.

You rolled up your sleeve, put your gloves and rings in your pocket and pushed the small blade through your soft skin and watched the blood fall to the ground.

You made frantically a cut after the other on your bloodied wrists and arms.

Left and right, you didn't stop, even when your vision started to get dizzy, you didn't stop.

You sat there, crying and cutting your arms open, not caring about anything other, you just wanted to make the voices go away.

You stood up shakily and walked out of the bathroom to your bed.

You locked the door and took off your vest and shirt, then you fell on the bed and passed out.

No nightmares haunted you because you were unconscious.

You slept for three hours and it was 4am when you opened your eyes again.

Your mismatched eyes looked around in paranoia and the you got up because you knew you won't be able to go to sleep.

The bed was full of blood and you sighed.

You walked in the bathroom and saw the bloody mess on the ground.

You took a towel, made it wet and wished all the blood away.

You found your sunglasses shattered on the ground and threw them away in the trash.

You stripped yourself and took a warm shower to wash the blood of your arms.

Thanks to the fast healing of a closer to god your cuts were nearly healed.

You looked for some bandages in the bathroom and found a first aid kit, you took the bandages and wrapped them around your arms.

Your dressed yourself again, took new sunglasses out of a marble and fixed your hair.

Suddenly there was a knock on your door, and you walked to it and opened it.

"What do you want?" you asked.

"Can I sleep in your room?" a tired Sniper Mask asked you.

"Why?"

"Kuon, she clinged onto me while I slept."

You let him in, and he laid his suit jacket and rifle on a chair and sat onto your bed.

"Why do I smell blood?"

"I had an injury." you simply replied.

You saw the other male taking off his shirt and handing it to you.

You saw him unclipping his mask and putting it on the nightstand.

Sniper fell back and you assumed he was asleep, so you put the blanket over him and turned off the lights.

You sat down next to the male and took your phone out to play a few games.

Sniper hugged you in his sleep and your cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

You kept playing on your phone for hours until the clock hit 7am, that was when Sniper Mask moved.

He laid his head in your lap and you blushed when you felt the weight of his head on your crotch.

You didn't see Sniper's face, but the male kept turning his head from left to right and you knew that if he keeps doing this you would get an erection and that wouldn't be good.

And it didn't help that there was an extremely attractive man in your bed, hugging you.

You tried to not think of anything that goes into the direction of intimate contact.

You petted Sniper's head and he calmed down.

You watched him sleeping on your lap and you sighed.

You can't deny it that Sniper Mask is handsome.

You have never seen his face, but his body is attractive, his voice is deep and sexy AND he is your age, well, two to three years older but still your age.

He can use guns and is intelligent, he is perfect for you.

You sighed heavily and tapped gently on the cuts on your arms.

You grabbed a pearl from your pocket and twirled it around.

You were bored and started humming.

Humming turned into singing and you sung 'Play with Fire' by Sam Tinnesz.

Unknown to you Sniper woke up when you started humming.

He kept his eyes closed and enjoyed your singing.

After you finished singing you pushed Sniper off you and got up.

You grabbed your sniper and headed to the kitchen.

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