The Elevator|Aarmau AU|nxhirbyzt

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☘︎ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 | 𝙰𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚞 𝙰𝚄 - 𝚗𝚡𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚋𝚢𝚣𝚝 ☘︎

☘︎ 𝙰𝚙𝚑𝚖𝚊𝚞'𝚜 𝙿.𝙾.𝚅. ☘︎

"Just- try pressing a bit harder, goddamn it!"

"I already am, can you not see!?"

We've been in this elevator for almost half an hour and if we stay any longer, I might as well end up killing the man in front of me! I can't believe I got stuck in an elevator with like- the most annoying guy in the world! We've been pressing the emergency button of the elevator the whole time this past thirty minutes but nothing's been happening and this dude keeps talking bullshit. I'm going crazy...

"Just- get out of the way! Useless boy.. Let me try." He stepped out of my way with a smirk.

"Of course, fluffy haired bride. But my name isn't 'Useless Boy', it's Aaron. Pleasure." I rolled my eyes at him and kept pressing the emergency button.

"I'm feeling anything but pleasure right now." His smirk grew even wider as if he was amused by what I'd told him. Irene, give me patience. I wanted to just rip his face apart. Who, for what reason, would've wanted to marry this man anyway?

"Soo, aren't you going to tell me your name? After all, that's how introductions work. People tell each other their names and stuff.. hm?" I suddenly pulled my hand away from the button and put my index finger up, pointing it to Aaron threateningly.

"If you keep talking to me, I'll test out the durability of my heels on your face!" I said one by one, threat lingering in my voice. At least, I thought it was threatening.

"Go ahead.." My Irene! I'm going to lose my shit! He's still smirking!

I bent down angrily, lifted the skirt of my wedding dress and took one of my heels off. I held it up, threatening him with it. "Come on.." he squinted his eyes and took a glance under my shoe. "I'm waiting, Aphmau." What? How does he know my name?

"How do you know my name!?" I looked at him with shock. He suddenly let out a loud cackle.

"You apparently had 'After Aphmau..' and the names of your friends that are hoping to get married under your shoe. Or were you not aware of that?" I'm literally going to kill this man. Who does he think he is?

"And who told you that it was okay for you to be on a first name basis with me? Listen! I don't want to talk to you. Don't talk to me or about me! Are you trying to drive me crazy?" The whole time I was talking, he didn't take his eyes off the heel in my hand. Once I was done, he finally looked at me and spoke.

"You realize the color of your shoe doesn't match your wedding dress? Look, the shoe is more of a cream-ish shade while your dress is pure white."

I looked with wide eyes at the man who was looking back at me carelessly. After everything I said, that's his only answer? I'm going to faint...

"Why do you care if my shoes and my dress match? Do I talk about how your brain doesn't match your looks? From the outside, you look like a proper man.." He raised his eyebrows and smiled in satisfactory.

"Oh, so you find me attractive, hm? Thank you, I appreciate that. You aren't too bad yourself." he said and winked. Irene, give me patience so that I don't end up carving out that winking eye. I don't want to become a criminal on my wedding night.

I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself. I dropped my shoe to the ground and fixed my hair a bit while I comforted myself into calming down. Calm down, Aphmau.. Just try to talk to him like a decent person and tell him to be quiet..