Love in A Warzone

12: That's hot.

She slowly opened her eyes. She was surprised to find that she was right about her instincts being correct; she was staring right into Flipqy's eyes, his smile growing wider as he stared at her intensely. He reached out towards her slowly, his clawed fingernails lightly grazing her chin, making her flinch. He chuckled softly, causing her shoulders to stiffen. "I'm surprised you didn't run away sooner," he whispered. She shivered lightly, and her heartbeat increased as he inched closer and closer to her. She knew he was only inches away from grabbing her collar and pinning her against the wall. She swallowed loudly. She could feel his cold breath blowing gently onto her face, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. She took a small step back and held her arms in front of her protectively. "Why are you doing this?" She asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Because I have grown up to learn that everyone is your enemy and that they'll use your kindness as something to take advantage of..." He paused, letting out a low chuckle "And everything will always be chaos, even if people tried there is no freedom, that's what makes it even more fun~" Y/N swallowed thickly and narrowed her eyes as she felt something cold and wet touch her hand; she jumped slightly, looked down, and yelped when she saw she was holding a bloody handkerchief that Flipqy had dropped. She looked back up to meet his gaze. She could see the hunger in his eyes. "But you...you're special, my dear Y/n," he purred as his voice became deeper. He slowly took another step closer and wrapped his hands around her wrists before lifting them and placing them on the wall to either side of her head, trapping her in the corner, his body looming over hers. His grip tightened on her wrists, and he moved them forward until her elbows touched the wall with his chest and her body completely pressed against his. "And I'll take this advantage to steal what Flippy loves most..."