Y/N was occupied at the fireplace with a glass of wine that he rarely ever had at home. But the nights were growing colder as it was nearing Winter, so he had wanted less and less to venture into the cold streets of London at dark.
Sometimes, however, he would return to the warmth of the bar and would sit and watch the other customers. To some it would have appeared like he was waiting for someone, but he reassured himself that he wasn't.
"Would you like anything to eat, Mr. Y/LN?" a maid said as she walked into the drawing room with a tray.
"No, Marianne. Thank you, but I'm not hungry."
The maid glimpsed at him worriedly but nodded and turned out of the room.
Y/N sighed. He took his gaze away from the fireplace and picked up today's newspaper.
His eyes widened as he read the front page: 'Mr. Carew brutally murdered by suspect Mr. Hyde'
He dropped his wine and it spilled across the floor like blood.
His face drained of color, and his hands started shaking as he read more: 'On the night of October 18th, the 70-year old MP...' But he couldn't continue.
The newspaper dropped to the floor as Y/N agonized over Mr. Hyde's actions.
He had helped that man- that murderer.
Y/N already knew that Mr. Hyde was bad, but he didn't know that he was this evil.
Until he realized- about a month ago, he had heard a story of a vile man who knocked over a little girl in the street. Since then he had forgotten the name, but now he was able to connect the dots.
Thinking about all this made him feel sick. He needed fresh air, or maybe to get so drunk that he forgot about Hyde.
He grabbed his waist coat and headed out of the front door. Before he shut it, he heard the maid call his name in confusion.
He couldn't tell her that he had helped Hyde, or could he? No, what if she quit her job? Marianne was so nice, he wouldn't want to drag her into this.
He navigated his way to the brothel tavern. As soon as he came in the noise hit him, and he was momentarily soothed.
He ordered a glass of whiskey, but it tasted sour. He set down the glass on the table as a headache began to form.
For once, the noise didn't help him. Maybe his first idea was better; get some fresh air.
And so he walked outside and found himself standing in the exact place he had a few weeks ago.
He suppressed a shudder. Thoughts of Hyde were inescapable.
Just then a shadow flittered at the edge of Y/N's vision.
It was a man, dressed completely in black, with a long cap and a scarf attempting to cover his face.
Even before the man approached Y/N and looked him in the eyes, he already knew who it was.
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hide and seek- mr. hyde x (masc.) reader (DISCONTINUED)
FanfictionAU in which the Victorian gentleman Y/N falls for the man that the whole city of London despises. But can Y/N save him from his evil nature? Main characters aged down to 25 !no smut! Based on the book 'The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde'
