You'd look at the person quickly, scooting back on the floor of the porch until you hit your back on the railing. There stood your Halloween costume.. Bob Velseb . . He'd grin, tilting his head as he stared at the horns on your hood, and the blood your costume had been covered with in amusement. You let out a choked scream, your voice raspy from crying and yelling to help a poor bastard.. "Did you know, the strongest organ of the body is the heart..?" He'd grin wider, staring at the man who had dressed up as HIM for Halloween, HIM! He'd feel honored almost, the short human was covered in blood as well, how ironic..~
You'd stumbled up quickly, however, you began to hyperventilate, unable to breathe. The murderer tensed, forcing you to sit up and taking your inhaler. You struggled, squeezing your throat in agony and writhing, however freezing up after he had sprayed the inhaler into your mouth to fix the issue. Once your breathing steadied, he'd put the inhaler into your pocket roughly and shoved you over his shoulder. You yelped in surprise, trying to get free. But the demons' grip on you was good, and you began to grow exhausted.. So, you'd stop, taking deep breaths.
After a moment, you felt warmer air... Wait.. "WHAT THE FUCK?! IS THIS MY HOUSE?!" You suddenly yelled out, surprising the murderous demon. "...You talk too loud." He'd growl in a deep voice. You'd quickly shrink yourself a bit as he dropped you to the carpeted floor, seeming to wait.
After a moment of awkward silence, he'd grab your hand, licking it due to there being actual blood on it.. This of course made you HIGHLY uncomfortable, "Uuuh-" you go to ask a question, but shivered when he'd lick the blood off your face before finally backing off. "... Uuuh... Thanks..?" You'd murmur, watching the man stare at your eyes.. You'd wander over to the fridge, grabbing a soda and popping it open, before freezing and ding a full on spit take into the nearby sink. "MY CANDY!-" You began to yell, how was interrupted by Bob holding up the red bag of candy..
"Damn, you leave NO evidence do ya?" You'd joke, getting a loud laugh from the widely grinning man. He'd wipe a 'tear' from his eye, looking back to you. "Think I gonna KEEP you." He stated simply, causing you to be confused. "Soo... I'm not dying today?" You guessed, watching him closely as he'd watch the soda in your hand. "... Do you... want one?" You waved the soda can a bit, waiting for a reply.
"... Hmm.. Yes, that'd be good.." He grunted, seeming just as tired as you. To your surprise, and utter disbelief, he'd take your soda and began to drink it. "Thanks, short stuff." He'd seem to be less tired now from this little break. You on the other hand, were a bit flustered. "Duude, that's a indirect kiiisss, ewww-" You'd protest as he'd sip from the can again. He'd simply ignored this, and shrugged.
Suddenly, there was a loud knock, clearly from officers from the tone of the noise. "ONE SECOND!" You'd call out, tensing up as Bob lowered himself to your height, pressing a finger to his lips and tilting his head towards the door. You'd nod, taking this as a threat.. 'You tell, you die.' basically.
You made your way to the door with a bucket of candy, opening the door.
"Hello officer! Happy Halloween, whatcha guys doin here?" You asked cheerfully, seeing their expressions change to a more calm tone. 'Perfect, now to just lie my way outta this and I live for another sunset.' You mentally cheered to yourself, awaiting their answers. "Well sir, we are going around house to house in case of a break in, after all you know the stories?" He'd chuckle, seeming a bit on-edge. Your heart began to pound, nodding. "All is good so far, but I have y'all on speed dial for Halloweens, never can be too safe ya'know?" You joked, giving a small smile. A low CLANK was heard in the kitchen, Bob freezing quickly and hiding somewhere, Where? Hell if you knew. "What was that...?" An officer questioned, looking over my shoulder to see inside. "Ah, I was putting some pans away when y'all knocked, they probably fell is all." You'd respond calmly. "Don't worry bout it, speed dial, remember?" You grinned, showing your slightly yellow teeth. The officer backed down, nodding and replying with a small 'Thank you for being chill.' and you shut the door gently.
As you turned, you saw your possible new roommate looming over you. "You being food driven is gonna lead to your downfall, dude.." You'd chuckle, shaking your head for a moment. All the sudden, he'd press his lower arm against the door to lean over you, getting awfully close to your face.. He'd stare at you for a moment before tilting his head.. "Why are your eyes different?" He'd blankly ask, seeing at them. "Heh?-" You'd be confused as he opened one of your eyes gently, trying to figure it out. "They're [E/C]... Nobody here has colored eyes." He'd mumble an answer, letting your eye rest. "I moved here a while back.. My parents had colored eyes is all.." You'd reply, blinking a bit. You looked up at the man, your heart thumping loudly...
"So.. What should I call you?" You asked calmly.
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+ . / { A Normal Occurrence. } \ . + A Bob Velseb x Masc!Reader. (OLD ASF)
Fanfiction[Y/N] was always a problem child, even at this beginning of his life. He was always sick, had many allergies, and always stayed inside his room. His life was a living hell during most seasons, but not during fall. Halloween had always been his favor...
