TW: Adam, toxic relationship, mentions of blood, Stockholm syndrome, soft boi.
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You were in a room with blackout curtains due to your boyfriend being slightly sensitive to sunlight. When you woke up, it took you a minute to get adjusted to the sudden darkness. You shifted so you were facing your lover. It was...nice. He was asleep, so peaceful. You tucked a strand of stray hair behind his ear. His hair was one of the things you loved most about him. It was so soft and fluffy, unlike his personality. You took another strand of his hair and twirled it around your finger. It was calming to do so, be this close to him without him making a dark comment, pushing you away, or just simply ignoring you. You were pushing the limits right now, if he woke up you would be in a pool of your own blood. Crying and saying sorry over and over again. Telling him to stop. Then black. You sometimes think, 'Why the hell do I stay with him?' Well, you and him other know the reason to that. Your love. It's simply addicting. Every time he would show the slightest attention toward you. You fall farther and farther in love with him. You know it's not healthy. He knows it too. That's why he stays. He likes having you pinned, being at his mercy, completely in control. Your relationship started out with you being his blood supply. Then, Stockholm Syndrome hit you like a fright train. As time went on, he started to develop feelings for you. Then became completely obsessed. Not just him, you too. You set the piece of hair down.
You fought the urge to place you lips on his. You let out a shaky breath. "You're beautiful.." It's true. He is. The way his chest rises then falls then rises again. He way your body fits like a puzzle piece with his. Your legs interlocked with his. "I love you." You said. The urge took over. You pressed your lips on his extremely gently. The other pair of lips kissed you back. You gasped but kept where you were. Adam pulled away. "I love you too." He said it. He actually said it, to your face."Oh my god, I'm so sorry I didn't mean- I mean I did- but- but I-"
You were cut off by Adam kissing you again, but much more passionate. "Don't. I meant what I said. Did you?" You stopped breathing. "Yes."
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Word count: 427
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Adam, woah. Soft Adam.
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FanfictionThese are some redacted one shots that I do in my spare time! I want to clarify that NONE of the characters in this book belong to me! I am open to requests!They belong to Redacted Asmr!
