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Slave - Chaelisa (One-shot)

Genre: its sth between fluff and worshipping and stalker shit-

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I watch her, once again, enter that same café. Sitting in the far corner where she wouldn't ever look at me, my back facing her, turning around every once in a while to catch a glance.

She may not know me, but I know her. So beautiful, isn't she? Maybe one day I'll reveal myself to her, become friends, go on friendly dates and slowly turn them into actual ones. Go shopping, horse riding, casual vacations.

I feel blessed being so close to her, blessed being able to, as far as, take a glance at her. She is such a holy creation, so beautiful, no other could compare.

Her sleek hair flowing around her shoulders, so soft. Her small shoulders, yet buff. Her arms and legs which may seem skinny to those who have no appreciation, but I do, and I see how granted I am to see them every day.

The coats and dresses she wears with the cappuccino she gets every morning. The way she smiles, the way she laughs, the way she simply blinks–they are so beautiful.

I take a deep breath and try to relax my fast heartbeats as she catches me staring at her. I see her stand up, thinking she's coming in my direction, only to see her take a left turn and leave the café.

Of course, she would never notice me. I am stranger, a stalker, after all. I wait a few minutes, ensuring her leave, and feel the chair under my lighten as I leave it deserted.

Opening the door and hearing the familiar jingle, I close it behind me and calmly follow her. Funny how I know every single detail about her. Her name, favorite color, the pets she has, her family, her friends, even as much as what her favorite sleeping position is. Creepy, I know, but I can't stop.

She's so attractive, the ground she walks on shall be worshipped. Nobody deserves to breathe the same air or even be in a 5 kilometer radius. Whoever dares to brush past her or simply bump into her must be vanished. Do they not know the royalty she holds? Do they not know how special she is?

I watch her walk through an ally and take a left turn. Following her, I do the same, only to be met with her eyes. My eyes widen and I see her smirk.

"So, you're the one who follows me every day?" She asks, confidence leaking from her aura.

I felt small, now that I was faced with her, "Wh– What?" I simply ask. My stutters revealing how my heart had been skipping hundreds of beats.

"Oh, don't act so oblivious. You know... you're not as secretive as you think you are." She taps her chin, tilting her head up as she squints her eyes.

"I mean– I walk home drunk and who comes and punches the person who touches me, in the way? You. I get a cappuccino and who pays for it every time, and named themselves as 'Yours'–which is really embarrassing but good enough? You."

I panic, hesitantly thinking of a way to leave. She was so gorgeous under the sunlight, had I cared that we could be seen? Never, not when she is inches away from me. My heart felt itself ripping out of my ribcage.

I give out a quick puff of breathe, "I– I– I'm so– sorry!" I finally squeak out. Gosh, why is speaking suddenly so hard? I can rap faster than Eminem but her simple existence has made me speechless.

"Oh, don't be sorry when you're actually not," How had she know? ", I know many things, Lisa."

I kneel down at her, taking her by surprise, and hold out my hands in prayer.

"I– I'm sorry for following you and stalking you," I say rubbing my hands together, "It's just... you're so beautiful. I couldn't resist. Nobody should dare to take a glance at you. They don't appreciate your existence, but I do! I worship you and pray you and–this might freak you out, you have every right to be–every night I think to myself of all the memories and think of how precious you are. You should be treated better than any God! You deserve royalty!" I ramble, rubbing my hands together in the same kneeling position.

She gives out a chuckle, holding my hair in place down there, "Then, if you worship me, you must follow my orders... no?"

I give out a quick nod, "Of course, Roseanne, anything!"

She pulls me by my hair, "Then, from now on, you are my slave."

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