'A Bite to Remember' Bob Velseb x Reader

II: "My Darlin'"

Bobs perspective:
Bob knew everything about you, and when he means everything, he means everything. When you wake up in the morning, what you need from the grocery store, what time you take your pills, he knows you down to a pin point. From the first time he's locked eyes onto your curious, yet tender, Body he has done nothing but follow you; and he won't let people in his daily life stop him from wanting to be your side. He follows you home every day, stalking into your living room to watch you struggle with the tv, or even watch you sleep as you toss and turn. Your body was delicious. The touch of your hand gave him goosebumps, his body reacted in such a way that he has never experienced before. Bob was never the type to catch the feeling of what people call 'love' - why would I simply fall in "love"? Meat is all I need in life. Well, this specific type of meat caught his attention; and by god did he want a bite. Y/N was smaller than him, plump enough with meat to last a long time, and with those innocent Y/E/C ( eye color ) sparkling with pure intent he knew they would make such a divine meal. His mouth watered at the thought of their meat - their thigh would go lovely with his side of potatoes, or maybe your eye would make a savory snack? His mind wondered with ideas and fantasies no man could bare the stomach to hear. "Bob!" He quickly shot up from his slouched position at the hark of his name, it was Y/N. His grin widened at the sight of you rushing over to your usual spot, "Heya Y/N! It's good to have you back." Bob knows every time you enter in, it's only when you are working is when this piece of lamb comes wondering into the herd of wolves unknowingly readying themselves for their death. His mouth starts to water again.

"Bob?" Y/Ns eye brows knitted together in concern, Bob's thoughts took over again as he pictures what he would do to Y/N's precious body. He snaps out of his trance, "sorry darlin', just thinking about what to eat - I haven't had anything all shift." He chuckles were heard even with him trying to make them soft. Y/N smiled and took out their wallet. "What's your favorite item on the menu?" They asked with curiosity- there was something in their voice that seemed so sweet like honey, it made Bob red with unknown desires. "Honestly? It would have to be the cheeseburger with a side of fries. Simple, yet delicious!" His grin widened with delight - Y/N loved when he smiled like that. Y/N has been coming in more frequently after the first visit; while they did enjoy the perfectly quality food, they mostly wanted to get to talk to Bob. Something about the way he talked, his concern and care for Y/N, and his language of his body and thoughts really got Y/N tied around the string on his finger. "I'll get two cheeseburger meals then!" Y/Ns voice squeaked as they hurriedly placed the money on the counter. Bob looked at them with confused- were they,, buying him a meal? "I-I want you to be able to eat something. So this is my treat to you! For always listening to me ramble and for being there for me." Their face was red and their posture straightened as they nervously sweated for a response. Bob just chuckled which got their heart caught in their throat - his laugh was just so adorable. "Thank you dear. But, don't worry about the payment. Both our meals are on the house!" Bob rung up the order and went straight to work. His mind was flooded; god, aren't they just the cutest. He stopped from his work and thought about what came across his mind - they are cute? Sure, he wanted to taste of their flesh but.. he never thought about the idea of kissing them. Kissing? His brows sunk and his grin lowered in thought. Did he really like them like that? I mean, watching you sleep did get him feeling of excitement, and yeah, you did have very soft lips you'd wish to taste- oh god. Bob's heart raced, he took his mind off the subject by continuing the job at task...

You both chattered for hours just about anything you could. You both ate your meals together as your conversation shifted like a calm waves crashing in the ocean. It was an experience Bob never thought he would get to encounter. A conversation that didn't last for a minute or him just rambling about his facts while killing his next meal. It was, genuine. Full of real emotions that flew from his mouth without hesitation. Bob liked this feeling. After another day finished Y/N got up to leave once more, but before they left they turned to face Bob. He held his breath in anticipation of what your next words would be - did they know about your secret? "Hey, if you are free tomorrow.. I'd love to have a date with you, for more time to have a conversation- you know?" You couldn't get the words out without messing with your hands and looking away due to your poor social skills- it made it hard to ask a question without being in a nervous state. "I'd love too, darlin~" Bob's sweet mannered voice changed into something more serious and teasing causing you to be red all over. You awkwardly exchange what time you'll hang out and jogged out of the restaurant with the adrenaline you had no idea you had. Bob waved you off with a goodbye and went back to his days work. After finally finishing up for the night Bob closed the restaurant with one final sweep of the place. Now, it was his favorite part of the day. Shuffling through the streets he reached your house in a swift amount of time. Bob made it just in time to watch you cuddle up in your blanket as you watched your favorite show. To him, this felt like the perfect way to bond.

Present time with Y/N:

The thought of that figure in the window just wouldn't shake from your thoughts. You were preparing yourself for the days activities while that uncomfortable clench of fear lingered in the air. You wrapped each individual cookie you had saved from todays sales neatly with care so there would be no cracks or crumbles on any of your sweet treats. You wipe the sweat from your head as you thank that your hands were blessed with balance and patience instead of shaking in the slightest amount to cause damage. Putting all your hard work into your bag with your fragile hands you finish up by putting on your costume. The Halloween store in the town.. did not really have any good selections. Streber told you to dress up as a vampire alongside with him to help greet the guests to the house. And when you imagined a vampire, you didn't expect a vampire with an outfit being past the knees and having your chest be barley being held by the fabric as it showed way too much skin. You felt so embarrassed as you checked yourself in the mirror, why did they have to make costume so reveling like this? You groan as you put on the cape and your vampire teeth in disappointment that this would be how you'd present yourself to possible new customers. But hey, maybe it will be a benefit? You'd shivered at that gross idea - you wanted to be known fro your bakery and not for your body.

Almost an hour later you jumped out of your chair with joy and rushed downstairs to get yourself amped for the festivities being held tonight. Exiting out of your home you notice Lila standing outside her house waving her son goodbye as him and his friend go flying down the street. She turned over and noticed you, giving a big smile and waving you over. "Hey! You still on for that horror movie binge later?" Lila placed a hand on her hip as you walked over to her yard - you both were neighbors and practically did everything together when you both had the chance. "Yep! And when Skid comes back give him and his friend this, ok?" You handed two cookies to her , one an skeleton and the other a pumpkin. Her mouth gazed in awe, "wow! You made these yourself? It looks so professional!" Her words made you blush. "Thank you Lila, and I made one for you too!" You dug deep into your bag until you found a cookie shaped into a witch riding a broom, handing it to her she gave a look of pure happiness. "Can't wait to see you later tonight! And oh- tell me how the whole haunted house goes, ok? And be careful!" Her words followed you as you walked off to Strebers house. You couldn't wait to get the night started! Though, that unease feeling shot back as you noticed that same figure from this morning watch you from across the street. You turn around and hope it was just your mind playing another trick on you. Besides, what could go wrong tonight?