My Inner Demons Boyfriend/Girlfriend Scenarios and Preferences

Introductions

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-Asch-

While Ava and I were still 'captured' by these strange men, Ava was screaming her head off to make them leave us alone. Which wasn't really working. However, the one I stared at earlier came up to me and grabbed me by my shirt. "Human! Make the other prisoner silent!" He ordered in a demanding tone. I looked at him with surprise at first from his outburst but switched to a sassy look. "No." "Now!" He shouted, visibly angrier.

"No." I repeated. I grabbed his hand to remove it from my shirt but he kept a firm grip. "I suggest you wait until she tires herself out." I replied nonchalantly. He just gave me a look mixed with disbelief and anger. We waited for more than two hours before she finally stopped.

Everyone turned to look, and all five of the men sighed in relief, joyful at the welcoming silence. "Finally.." The guy in green muttered. "You know, if you wanted her to stop sooner, you could have just given her Johnny. He shuts her up real fast." I informed. All five men turned to me. If looks could kill. "It would have been much appreciated if you had shared that when it was needed.." The dark blue one replied, sour at my late piece of advice.

"Well, nothing you can do about it now." And with that, I stood up as the prince had let go of me and I walked towards my room, well more like temporary room for the time being. I was halfway there when said prince trudged toward me, grabbed my shoulder, and turned me to face him. "Just where do you think you're going?" He barked. "To my chambers." I answered sarcastically seeing how they were dressed in what could be described as fantasy-themed clothing.

"No, you're not." "Yes, I am. It's my apartment." "You're my prisoner." "You're my guest. Well, more like an unwelcome guest." I argued. That just seemed to further irritate him. He pushed me as he let go of my shoulder and motioned for me to continue my walk to my roam. I gave him a weird look and do so. But it only takes a few seconds for me to realize that he was following me to my room. I stopped and looked back at him. "Why are you following? Shouldn't you be with your friends?" I inquired. "They are not my friends, they are guards. And you don't get to ask questions." He answered bluntly.

I deadpanned for a moment before retreating back to my room, accepting his stubbornness. After closing the door, I trudged to my bed, waiting for this to end so I could just go back to sleeping in, watching Netflex with Ava and Johnny on the couch, not having to deal with five demon captors in my own apartment. You know, the good things in life. He just stood and watched me. "What are you doing?" "What do you think?" I muffled through the pillow.

I heard him sigh out of boredom. He scanned the room until something caught his eye. I heard him walk over to my dresser but I couldn't care less. I just wanted some rest after an exhausting morning. Right when I was about to drift off, he laughed in victory about something. Springing up, I turned to him and immediately regretted it. He was holding up a magazine for... undergarments.

I sprang out of bed and rushed to him to snatch it out of his hands. But he held it over him where I couldn't reach it. "Hey! You don't need to look through that!" I tried to reason with a hot and flustered face. He smirked in satisfaction at being the one in control of the situation.

"There is no point in trying, human." "Do you even know my name?" I asked him, annoyed with his behavior. "..." He stopped and thought for a moment. "You don't, do you?" "That doesn't matter." "It's Y/n." I told him. "I didn't ask for your name." "Well, I'm asking for yours." He sighed in temporary defeat. "Asch. Prince Asch." "Good, at least we're getting somewhere." I took the magazine out of his hand placing it back on the dresser. I walked back to my for-now bed and sat on it instead of trying to chase an unrealistic dream-like taking a nap. I took out my phone and decided to take my mind off the situation.