His Infatuation - Slashers x Reader [Book Three]

[Chapter 8: Interesting Proposal]

Hmm...Perhaps if you just grabbed something to eat and got a comforting drink...Yeah...All you really needed was a— "(Y-Y/n)...! You...You came back...! Y-You...You didn't l-leave us...!" A familiar voice cried happily, a dark-haired male sprinting towards you whilst they flung their arms around your waist and snuggled into you entirely.

"It's good to see you too, Norman." You dryly responded, giving him an amused smile before hugging him back. "Sorry I took so long. I...I had something I needed to do."

"Oh...? And would you mind sharing that specific piece of information with us...?" Your head looked up at the second familiar tone, your gaze recognising them immediately. Hannibal.

"Well, I...um..." Fumbling with your words, you suddenly grew flustered; wondering how on Earth you were going to explain your earlier shenanigans. "It's sort of difficult to explain..."

"Only if it's not too much trouble, of course." The psychiatrist pleasantly commented, the smartly-dressed male making his way over to you in a more professional manner than Norman had done.

"Let's just say that I was busy taking care of a couple of friends, over at the University." You told them as best you could; glossing over the truth but not quite lying. "They needed my help, and I couldn't just leave them to suffer. That was beyond me."

"I see. How...considerate of you." He complimented respectfully, standing in front of you before sending you an incredibly polite smile. "They must've been extremely grateful."

"Well...I don't know about that, but—" You cut yourself off and hesitated, thinking back to what you'd literally just dealt with.

Agreeing to another phone number with them both...How could you do such a thing...!? That was a crazy idea...! "But I'm going to need a new phone, stat. So does anyone mind if I borrow their laptop...?" You decided seriously, brushing past everyone and entering the house by yourself.

"Well, well, well, look who finally decided to show up~" A third voice drawled down the hallway, greeting you in their same flirtatious fashion. "Welcome home, Princess~"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's up...?" Acting dismissive, you raised your hand as a wave before moving past him; waiting for an answer from the others about a laptop or PC.

"Oh, oh, oh, I do...!" Norman called from behind, rushing upstairs with you while gripping your hand. "Y-You can borrow my laptop w-whenever you want, (Y/n)...!"

"Thank you, Norman." Genuine sincerity flooded through your voice once you'd thanked him, true gratitude shining from your eyes after you sent him another affectionate smile. "Honestly. Getting a new phone and catching up with my old friends will definitely help me unwind."

"O...Oh, n-no problem...!" Norman shyly stuttered, keeping his head low whilst he went to retrieve his laptop from his room.

"There isn't any other reason that you're purchasing a brand new phone, now is there (Y/n)...?" Hannibal asked from behind you charmingly, walking into Norman's room with the two of you and sounding somewhat curious.