You felt a little better after taking the hypnocil pill, and you finally got a good night's sleep. It's now Brahms' turn to rise.
You got out of bed, stretched, and yawned as you walked down the corridor toward Brahms' room. When you arrived, you discovered him soundly sleeping in his bed.
You couldn't help but coo at the sight, wanting to hug him. You had been lonely your entire life, but the doll made you happy once you moved into this house. You'd be happy to have your first friend if it was human! Perhaps even best friends! Isn't that fantastic?
You jolted awake from your reverie and began walking towards the doll. "Rise and shine, Brahms." You said, and this big man on the other side of the walls awoke. He's glad you're still around! Of course, you're currently residing in his territory and will continue to do so indefinitely.
When it comes to his love interest, you, this man is extremely clingy. You took Brahms in your arms and began walking away from his room, taking your place in the kitchen and beginning to prepare breakfast for you and Brahms. You made sandwiches for both of you; they weren't fancy, but they weren't bad either.
You stood up and deposited the sandwich on Brahms' plate. You search your pockets for something you must have left upstairs in your room, so you go outside to retrieve it.
Once you're out of sight, Brahms, the big man, emerged from his hiding place, grabbed the sandwich, and fled before you could see him. He didn't want to scare you the way he did Greta. Of course, he was still upset about it, but you were here to help him. You were back, but when you saw Brahms' plate empty, your eyes widened and started to panic.
"Calm down, F/N...Calm down." You're probably overthinking about this; as if it had been eaten by a doll! You appear to be completely insane.
From his hiding place, Brahms looked at you with concern; he didn't mean to scare you. He simply desired to eat. He considered your name, which was ideal for a lady like you! Oh, how he wished he could say your name. 'Brahms, will you please snap out of it?!' He stared at you for a few more seconds before returning to his place.
"Okay, let's pretend I didn't see that..." You murmured through your teeth as you grabbed your sandwich and ate it quickly before picking up Brahms. You came up with the idea of buying groceries because you were out of food.
What worries you the most is who will look after Brahms?! 〣 ( ºΔº ) 〣
"All right, Brahms...I have to go outside and get groceries because we're out of food. You'll be a good boy and stay right here. Alright?" You looked into the doll's eyes before turning to get your car keys.
Brahms, on the other hand, had been listening and did not approve. He's clearly enraged right now. 'Will you abandon him, as Greta did? Or are you different and just want to get some groceries because, after all, you liked him, right? Will you take him in?' He was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he forgot you were standing right outside the front door.
He wasn't keen on you leaving. He'll never let you leave... He stood up and began walking towards your frail body. Someone grabbed your wrist before you could open the door because he was standing behind you.
You screamed, and Brahms surprised you by releasing your wrist from his grip. You quickly covered your mouth, unaware that you were now standing next to the real Brahms.
A shiver ran down your spine as you looked behind you, then up to see yourself staring into forest-green eyes. When he pulled you into a hug, you were caught off guard, staring deeply into his eyes.
A squeak came out of your mouth unexpectedly, and Brahms' face was on your hair, inhaling deeply your scent. You smell better than he anticipated. With his rough hands, he stroked your hair.
"W-who are you?" You stammered, afraid to find out who this man was. A faint voice came from the man after that.
"It's me F/N, your Brahms..." He said in a childish tone. 'How could this man have a child voice?' You wondered aloud. 'I must be hallucinating! That is correct!'
"Must be a dream..dream.." You mumbled and closed your eyes tightly.
"This isn't a dream F/N." Just who is this man who calls himself Brahms?! Isn't he just a doll?! "That doll didn't deserve the attention, I do." His real voice came out at the last part which made you cower in fear.
"Please...let me go get the groceries." You begged, but this man huffed and grabbed your arm and hugged you, refusing to let you go. You were now his. What exactly were you up against?
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Fanfic- SLASHERS X !READER - ❝ We are truly meant to be, darling. ❞ As they smoothly dance, he says while grabbing her waist. Under the moonlight, their faces shone brightly; they weren't sure if they were soulmates, but a bond was forced between the two...
