The Color Red [ Mephone4S x reader ]

008: Trust

Days had past after that moment.

You let Mephone4S walk around the house a few times, with the chains still around his hands of course.

He'd always ask for you to take them off, and you'd always say 'no'.

You've actually caught him trying to break the chains a few times, but you just turn him off before he gets the chance to successfully break them.

"I cannot stand you!" Would be the first words to exit his mouth after being turned back on.

"Same," Would be your only reply, which put him into an immediate state of confusion.

Eventually you began to watch movies, and TV shows with him.

The first movie you've ever watched with him;

The Predator.

You actually couldn't afford any of The Terminator movies, so you went with the next best thing.

And he adored it.

He was especially fascinated by Arnold's performance throughout the whole movie.

"How can a man make something so fake... look so real?" He asked near the end of the movie.

He wouldn't stop talking about it for the rest of the day, which actually put a smile on your face.

Him talking about something else besides his creator coming to get him soon was...refreshing, and it was actually sweet to hear him talk about something he liked.

Many times, you've had to tell him that it was a fake story, and that they were just actors.

But after he's done hyper fixating on movies you let him watch, it's back to the threats and trying to break free.

It's like a time loop that the two of you are almost infinitely stuck in;

Try to break free.

Gets shut down.

Watches movie.

Talks about it.

Try to break free.

Anyway, life's been weird with this guy living in your house, and the cops not being called at any point.

Also- turns out (F/n) actually did call the police, but they just didn't believe them.

Which, is reasonable.

Having someone call the police about a creature from another dimension holding their friend and gunpoint is a strange case to believe.

They were so angry about that too, and you eventually had to lie and say that he was already taken away before (F/n) had a stroke about all of this.

You have to hide him in a closet every time (F/n) visits now.

You let out a sigh as you threw away the two extra rotting pancakes that you had just left there after his battery died.

You honestly forgot about them, and was more focused on the fact that you had a talking knockoff iPhone in your house.

"Letting me go anytime soon?" His voice rang from behind you, along with the sound of jingling and jangling chains.